After Hours: Dirty Co-Worker Threesome at the Company Retreat

Neon lights splashed over the pool deck, thumping music just muted enough for the night to feel private. Jamie perched at the pool’s edge, her black bikini clinging to her curves, water droplets twitching on tan skin. Her dark curls hung loose, framing sharp brown eyes that tracked every move on the moonlit terrace.

Across from her, Marcus – broad-shouldered, deep mahogany skin, his chest dusted with hair and cocky grin glued on – came up from the pool with a flick of water. His trunk tented forward, leaving no doubts as to his interest. Next to him, Ava, the new marketing manager, lingered in an emerald one-piece that made her pale, freckled thighs look mile-long. Blonde bob, full lips, bedroom eyes. The three had been laughing all night, drinks flowing, secrets unraveling between glances and touches.

Jamie tilted her head, voice low and teasing. “So, truth or dare, Marcus?”

He smirked, water tracing his pecs. “Dare, always.”

Ava bit her lip, shy but hungry. “I dare you to kiss Jamie… not just a peck.”

A hush, a shared look. He stepped forward, drawing Jamie in by the waist, pressing her lush ass to the concrete. His lips crashed into hers, tongue invading, hands sliding hot across her back. Jamie moaned into his mouth, spreading her legs so her thigh brushed his crotch.

She broke first, gasping. “Your turn, Ava. Truth or dare?”

Ava shivered. “Dare.”

Jamie grinned, leaning to murmur, “Kiss me like you want to fuck me.”

Ava’s lips trembled, then found Jamie’s. Soft at first, then deeper, her tongue exploring, hands cupping Jamie’s tits right through the bikini. Jamie’s nipple hardened instantly, Ava’s fingers rolling over it, and Jamie arched into her, a whimper escaping.

Marcus watched, cock straining. “Fuck, you two are hot.”

Jamie broke their kiss, breathing fast. “Inside. Now.”

They stumbled into Jamie’s suite, Ava giggling, Marcus pinching her ass. Jamie locked the door. The lights stayed low – shadows flickered while Marcus peeled his trunks off, cock already fat and dripping precum. Jamie reached behind her neck, bikini hitting the floor so her tits swung free, nipples dark and tight. Ava just stared, flushing.

Jamie turned, pulling Ava’s swimsuit off in one motion. Ava’s body was slim but deliciously soft, her pussy already glistening with slick. Jamie fell to her knees, buried her face right in Ava’s pussy, licking in deep circles. “Oh my god, Jamie, fuck…” Ava groaned, hips bucking, one hand clutching Jamie’s curls, the other twisting her own nipple.

Marcus knelt beside them, stroking his cock. “Get up here, both of you.”

Jamie dragged Ava to the bed, flipping her on her stomach. Jamie’s wet cunt pressed to the back of Ava’s thigh, grinding. Marcus slid behind Jamie, lining his cock up with her soaked pussy. “God, you’re dripping. You want it hard?”

She growled. “Yes, fuck me.”

He slammed into her, cock stretching her wide as Jamie cried out, nails raking Ava’s back. “Yes, Marcus, fuck! Harder!”

Marcus pounded her, balls slapping wetly against her ass, while Jamie bent forward to suck Ava’s clit, tongue circling as Ava gasped, trembling. Jamie’s hips drove back into Marcus, greedy for every inch. Ava looked back, hair a mess, face twisted with pleasure. “Christ, Jamie, your tongue… don’t stop, don’t ever stop.”

Marcus groaned, thrusts getting rougher. “Her pussy’s so fucking tight. You like watching her eat you, Ava?”

Ava moaned louder, grabbing Jamie’s head in both hands. “Yes! Fuck, I want your cock next.”

Jamie pulled up, mouth shiny with Ava’s arousal. “Switch.”

Marcus rolled Jamie off, letting Ava crawl between his legs. She wrapped her lips around his cock, taking him deep, licking under the head. “Shit, Ava, you suck cock like you mean it,” Marcus groaned. Jamie watched, hand buried between her thighs, fingers plunging into her own soaked slit.

Ava gagged on Marcus, spit dripping down his length. Jamie pressed up behind her, guiding her own cock-shaped dildo into Ava’s sopping pussy. “You ready?”

Ava choked out, “Yes, fuck me, Jamie. Stretch me out while I suck his cock.”

Jamie pushed in slow, feeling Ava’s walls clench tight. Ava’s moans vibrated around Marcus’s shaft, making him buck up into her mouth. Jamie thrust harder, hips slapping Ava’s ass, her hand slipping underneath to rub Ava’s throbbing clit. Ava’s face was a filthy mess: drool, sweat, desperate pleasure.

Marcus shuddered. “Shit, I’m close. Ava, get on top of Jamie. I want to fuck that sweet ass.”

They tangled together, Jamie lying flat, Ava sliding on top so their pussies rubbed together. Ava ground her clit on Jamie’s, both of them gasping and writhing. Marcus pressed up behind Ava, fingers spreading her cheeks, then pushing his cock against her ass. “You like it here, Ava?”

Ava whimpered, desperate. “Fuck yes, Marcus. Give it to me. Fill my ass.”

He spat on her, working a finger in, then drove his cock in slow. Ava’s eyes rolled back, pained and ecstatic. Jamie clung to her, licking her nipples as Ava’s ass stretched to take Marcus’s cock. Marcus started fucking her, hips slamming, his hand reaching around to rub Ava’s clit while Jamie moaned underneath.

Ava’s voice broke, face wild. “Oh fuck, I’m coming! Both of you, don’t stop!”

Jamie’s hips rocked up, clit grinding Ava’s. Marcus thrust savagely, cock pulsing deep in Ava’s ass. Ava screamed, body shaking, pussy squirting on Jamie’s stomach. Jamie convulsed, coming hard, legs tightening around Ava as she sobbed with release. Marcus shoved deep, roaring as his cock exploded, cum pumping in thick spurts inside Ava’s ass.

They collapsed in a tangle, flesh slick with sweat and cum, laughter bubbling up between gasps for air. Jamie grinned wickedly. “Company retreats just got a lot more interesting.”