Paradise Point: A Free Use Office Story, page 1
Paradise Point
A Free Use Office Story
by Alex Laurrose
Copyright ©️ 2024 Alex Laurrose
All rights reserved.
DISCLAIMER
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
This book takes place in a fictional world, where all women (and men) are available for each other’s sexual satisfaction at all times. The real world doesn’t work like that, so only try the things described within with a consenting partner (or partners).
All characters are 18 years old or older.
The person or persons depicted on the cover of this book are models and have no connection whatsoever with the story described within.
THANKS
I’d like to thank everyone that has ever read one of my stories, or sexy caption, and has reached out and told me how they liked it. Without that encouragement, I wouldn’t be doing this.
For my little rabbit
A sneak peek...
Victor was there, but he wasn’t entirely sure what they were talking about. Almost his entire focus had shifted to their lips sliding against his erect cock, and their identical sets of tits having just come out. Jasmine’s left nipple was currently in his mouth.
“You see, we have to practice. We must be complete sluts to win this contest, fuck as many men as we can find! Ouch! Not so hard, stud!” He had just bitten down on her melon.
“Don’t tell my boyfriend what to do!” Rose scolded her. “Don’t mind her, honey. Do you want to stretch my cunt now?”
“Hmmm mmm,” Victor nodded, his mouth and hands still occupied with Jasmine’s funbags. He could hardly see, but he did feel his girlfriend as she descended on his cock, slowly impaling herself on it.
The familiar wetness and warmth drove him crazy. It took all his willpower to hold back his orgasm at that moment, the moment of first penetration.
Pretty soon she was bouncing up and down on him, letting out little yelps. She had become considerably wetter, and it felt like heaven pumping his dick inside her. Meanwhile, her sister had kneeled between his legs and was dutifully licking his balls.
“Want to see something amazing?” Jasmine said and, without waiting for an answer, she moved a couple of inches lower, she stuck her tongue inside his asshole.
That was simply too much for him. He grabbed both of Rose’s boobs, and with a primal scream he started unloading inside her pussy. He came harder than he had ever come before, and it lasted several seconds. Several blissful, glorious seconds.
“Was that a new trick?” Rose said when they were done.
“Yeah, I looked it up in preparation for the pageant. I have to gather as many votes as possible, you know.”
Victor still wasn’t entirely sure what that pageant was about, but he had just experienced the most intense orgasm of his life, so he didn’t care all that much.
Flying Out
Lisa and Karl gave their boarding passes to the flight attendant and followed her to the front of the plane. Being the girlfriend of a billionaire sure has its perks, she thought as they settled down in their first-class cabin.
It was luxurious, with ample space, a gigantic couch, and even their own private bathroom.
“This is nice,” she said, even before she had spotted the bucket of ice on the table and the bottle of the very expensive champagne resting inside it.
“Glad you like it, babe,” said Karl. “I know it’s just a couple-hour flight, but there’s nothing wrong with indulging ourselves, is there?”
“Not at all,” she purred at him. “Speaking of such, I’ve been aching to suck your dick ever since we left for the airport. Do you think you could whip it out and let me take care of it?” Normally, she would have sucked him off while he was driving but Karl never let her do that. He said it was too dangerous.
“Certainly,” he said with a big smile. He undid his designer pants and gave his member some breathing room.
“Yummy!” she responded to the sight and pounced at it. Three seconds later it was lodged down her throat, and she couldn’t be happier, not even if she could breathe normally.
Lisa sucked the hell out of that cock. Gently, savagely, letting him manhandle her and fuck her face. She was making good progress, getting it ready and hard. It was already leaking precum, and she was already picturing it ravaging her other holes.
At that moment, someone tapped on the flimsy door that separated them from the rest of the plane. “Come in,” said Karl, as her mouth was currently being employed as a sex toy for his hard dick.
“Do you need anything… oh I’m sorry,” said the flight attendant. “Didn’t want to bother you.”
“Nonsense,” he said. “There’s no bother.”
“Yes,” Lisa agreed, taking her boyfriend’s cock out of her mouth for a few seconds. “You can even join in if you want to. There’s enough dick for both of us.”
“I can see that,” the attendant said, closing the door behind her. She gathered her blonde hair in a bun and took her place next to Lisa who, generously, let her take a few licks of Karl’s cock.
Lisa stood up and started stripping. Her boyfriend’s gaze was fixed on her and not on the other girl that was currently sucking him off, and if that wasn’t love, she didn’t know what was.
As soon as she was in her birthday suit, she climbed back on the couch and, after kissing Karl Tenderly on the lips, she moved up, letting him suck on her titties. The way he twirled his tongue around her nipples drove her mad, and she realized that she was as ready to get fucked as she’d ever be.
Luckily, the attendant had done a good job of getting him hard and ready. Lisa pushed her aside gently and climbed on the quite hard and erect cock. She slid down its length, letting it penetrate her, and moaned.
“Will you be needing me for anything else?” the other woman asked.
“Yes, actually,” said Lisa. “Would you mind licking my asshole while we fuck? I really like that.”
The attendant shrugged and got down to work, doing as Lisa had requested. Surely, a woman doing that job entertained much more depraved requests daily.
The feeling of her pussy being stretched out by Karl’s cock, and at the same time her ass being eaten out, was magnificent. Her boyfriend’s hands were greedily massaging her breasts, and her orgasm was building up, slowly but steadily.
“You’re very good!” she told the other woman, reaching down and grabbing her head, pressing her head right on her asshole. “Don’t stop, I’m close!”
And that she was, even closer than she thought. Seconds later, she came like a geyser, dousing Karl’s dick with her juices. She wondered if the cabin was soundproofed, because she started moaning very loudly, until the climax was over. After, she was left panting, and she unmounted Karl.
“That was amazing… wait, you didn’t come, did you?”
“No, but that’s ok. I don’t have to…”
“Of course you have to! Miss,” she addressed the flight attendant. “Can my boyfriend fuck you up the ass? Just until he comes.”
“Of course, ma’am,” the blonde said subserviently. She hiked her miniskirt up, revealing that she had no panties on, and arched her back, wiggling her ass enticingly.
Ever the loving girlfriend, Lisa took her boyfriend’s cock and lined it up with the attendant’s butthole. She almost felt it herself when he penetrated her, and she moaned.
As much as she loved getting fucked anally, she loved, almost equally as much, watching Karl buggering random women. His employees, her employees, anyone really. It made her feel good, knowing he was having fun.
And he did have fun, as did the blonde attendant, or at least she faked it well enough. He pummeled her for a solid ten minutes until his breathing became familiarly labored. At that moment she pressed her lips against his and kissed him passionately. She felt his heart beat faster as he unloaded in the other woman’s asshole, even if his groan was low and subdued.
“Thank you,” Karl said, giving the attendant a large denomination bill, as she was fixing her uniform.
“It was my pleasure, sir,” she replied, unperturbed by the fact that droplets of jizz were seeping out of her butthole, staining the carpet. “Ring the bell if you need anything further.”
Several feet behind, the environment wasn’t as peaceful or quiet. In the aptly named economy class, Max and Becky were looking for their seats.
“Here,” said the relatively helpful male flight attendant. “You’re here, and you, miss, are over there, three rows behind.”
“You mean we are crammed in here like sardines, and I still don’t get to sit with my boyfriend?”
“I’m afraid so,” the man said completely unapologetically. “Now if you don’t need anything else, more people need assistance.” Without sticking around to determine if they did need anything else, he departed.
“It’s only a couple-hour flight, honey,” Max said, trying to calm her down.
“You don’t get it, I really wanted to suck you off once or twice during the trip. You know how you always get a headache when you don’t ejaculate when flying. I swear, this is why I don’t fly economy!”
Truth was that Becky was a very successful actress, and she could afford first-class tickets, or
“Excuse me,” came a female voice from nearby, “you’re Becky Anderson, aren’t you? I’m your biggest fan!”
Max turned his head and took a look at its owner. A young girl, twenty years old or so, with straw-colored hair, big green eyes, straight white teeth, and a pretty freckled face. She was completely covered up from the neck down, but her outfit was tight enough to tell that her body was nothing you’d kick out of the bed.
“Nice to meet you,” Becky said, her anger immediately vanishing as it always did when she met a fan. “What’s your name, honey?”
“It’s Laura… I couldn’t help overhearing, and I’d be honored to help you by taking care of your boyfriend’s needs in your place.”
“You would? Aren’t you a sweetheart!” Becky replied, and Max knew that there wasn’t even an ounce of irony in that comment. “What do you say, Max, would you like to fuck Laura’s mouth?”
“Sure!” he replied. He did not attempt to hide his enthusiasm, Becky being jealous would be unheard of.
“Okay, then, that’s settled… take good care of him, Laura, and remember that his balls need some extra attention.”
“I’ll do my best,” Laura said, licking her lips.
“My name is Max, by the way,” he said as he settled down in his seat.
“Yeah, I heard. May I see your dick?”
“Straight to the point, eh? I can’t say I don’t like that. Sure, here it is.” Just like that, he had undone his pants and let his cock out.
“Not bad,” she said, reaching out and grabbing it. “Biggest one I’ve seen all week.”
“Oh thank you,” he responded, unsure if she was being truthful or just polite. Her dainty fingers sure felt nice wrapped around it, though. When she squeezed, he moaned.
“How is Becky? Is she nice? Of course she is, what am I saying? She’s your girlfriend, after all. Have you met other movie stars? How long have you been together? I haven’t seen you in any photos. When is the next Super Slut coming out? Who’s the villain?”
That was typical behavior for a fan, and Max was kind of used to it. Not to mention that, most of the time, the person pestering him with questions wasn’t giving him a handjob at the same time. He knew better than to answer any of those questions, and also that Laura probably wasn’t expecting him to. As she started jerking him off more vigorously, her talking became more of a white noise.
“It is getting stiffer,” she finally said. “Do you think I could put it in my mouth?”
“You sure could,” he replied and put his hand on the back of her head, pulling it towards his crotch. Her mouth opened, and Max’s erect cock slid between her willing lips.
“Oh God!” he gasped, feeling the warmth and moisture of her facial cavity. When her lips closed around him and she started bobbing her head up and down, he went crazy with excitement. He let out a loud sigh and knew that he couldn’t possibly last more than a couple of minutes.
And that’s what happened. She kept him in her mouth for the whole time, scraping her lips across the shaft, until he was past the point of no return. He put both of his hands on her head, and immediately she stopped moving. She met his gaze sideways with her left eye and blinked twice.
At that second, he let go. He started unloading down her throat, and she took it all inside, swallowing everything without hesitation. When she released his dick, it was completely and utterly spent, and Max felt like he needed a nap.
Three rows back, as soon as Becky saw Laura’s head going down to her boyfriend’s crotch, she knew that he would get the satisfaction he deserved. That gave her free reign to seek out the means to her own satisfaction, so she looked around.
To her left, a man, easily at least seventy years old, was staring at her. He didn’t even make any attempt to hide it. That would annoy some girls, but not Becky. She smiled.
“Hi there,” she said. “Do you want an autograph or something?”
“An autograph? Why?”
“Don’t you recognize me? I’m Becky Anderson, the movie star.”
“My sweet girl, I haven’t been to the movies in almost twenty years. I haven’t got the faintest idea who you are.”
“Oh. Why are you staring at me, then?”
“Well, you do possibly have the best pair of bazongas I’ve seen in my life.”
That was possibly one of the nicest things anyone had ever said to Becky, and she couldn’t help but blush. “You’re so sweet,” she said, and she lifted her shirt to give him a better look. She wasn’t wearing a bra, she almost never did. “You can touch them if you want.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” he said and reached out and squeezed them with his wrinkly fingers, making Becky moan.
“I really need to come,” she purred to him. “Could you finger me?” Without even waiting for an answer, she hiked her skirt up and spread her legs on her seat. “What’s your name, by the way?”
“It’s Ronald, miss,” he said and put his hand on her pussy, going around her panties, and sliding one finger in her wet cunt.
“Yes, that’s it!” she moaned. When he started pumping it in and out, her head got all light and fuzzy.
He was old enough to be her grandfather, but luckily his fingers were as strong as a young man’s, albeit with twice the skill and experience. She had never been fingered so potently, and within two minutes she felt like she was about to come.
“Don’t stop… don’t… oh God I’m coming!” she sighed, and she felt herself squirting.
“Thank you so much,” she said, taking Ronald’s finger, putting it in her mouth, and licking it clean. She always loved the taste of her own juices. “Now, how would you like your dick sucked?”
“Why not?” he shrugged and started undoing his pants.
Checking In
Walking into the hotel lobby with Jasmine and Rose on his arms, Victor felt like a million dollars. Rose was his girlfriend, she and Jasmine were twin sisters, and both of them were smoking hot. Almost every male head turned to watch them as they made their way to the front desk, and several female ones.
“How may I help you?” asked the concierge, a young woman approximately in her mid-twenties.
“We have a reservation. Whose name is it in, again?” he asked the two girls by his sides.
“Probably mine,” said Jasmine. “Jasmine Lee.”
Yeah, that made sense. She was the employee of the ad agency, and the ad agency was paying for the room. He and Rose were just her guests.
“Oh yes, a triple room,” the concierge said, produced three key cards from below the desk, and rang the bell that was lying on it. Ten seconds later, a young man appeared. “Tom here will help with your luggage.”
“Thank you,” said Victor. “Say, are you available for use?” he added, nonchalantly.
“Of course, sir. Every member of the staff is always available, whether we’re on or off duty. You can fuck me as much and as hard as you want, assuming your companions don’t mind.”
“Why would I mind?” Rose shrugged. “I’m his girlfriend, I like it when he has fun.”
“And I’m not even that,” Jasmine added. “I mean, he does fuck me sometimes, but he’s not really my type if you know what I mean.”
“In that case, I’ll be happy to take your dick, sir. There’s a private place in the back, or we could do it right here.”
“Right here, if you don’t mind.”
“Not at all,” she said, beckoning him to come to the other side of the desk.
“Have fun, honey,” said Rose, giving him a peck on the lips. “Jasmine and I will go unpack, maybe Tom will help us.”
“I’m sure he will,” he smiled and looked at the bellboy. He was in for a treat, the Lee sisters were about to completely drain him.
“What’s your name?” he asked the concierge as soon as he was behind her.
“Samantha Delaney, sir, but you can call me Sam.”
“Nice to meet you, Sam,” he said and peeled her skirt up to reveal a very juicy, very firm ass. She did have panties on, but they were the kind that covered as little area as possible while still being able to be called panties. “Not bad,” he added, slapping her butt and enjoying the way it wiggled.
