Olinda's First & Second Gangbang #8

The gangbang is all but over, all that's left is to fuck security guard, and, well, get ready for her second gangbang of course!

Oh, why was she so bad? She didn’t move or close her legs. She presumed he didn’t want her gone.

“Yes, you can stay right there.” And he began to undo his pants and unzip. As the last of the men left, he was already poking through his trousers.

The man she had spoken to at the start, hours ago, down in the bar, stopped to speak before leaving. “Thank you, Olinda, that was very special. You have my number. Get in touch. If only for a coffee. I hope you can get home alright. I’d say see you tomorrow, but I am wondering if any of us will manage tomorrow. I might get the boss to call in a recess day so we can discuss the progress made and communicate it to the governments back home. Or letting our poor dicks get a rest day!”

The security guard mumbled that he’d better get along, and Olinda blew the man a kiss from where she lay on the floor.

Once he was gone, the security guard kneeled carefully, looking like kneeling was not something he did too often these days and gently positioned his cock at the point of entry into her.

“I’ll do it,” she said. “Just lie on top of me.”

He was a thin man and not that tall, so she could easily manoeuvre her hand underneath his body and push his wrinkly cock inside. It felt pretty good as he moved inside her. It wasn’t the brutal fucking of earlier, and she did need something more relaxing to wind down with.

The best thing about it, though, was the kissing. For a moment, he stared at her face, “You’re so beautiful, so beautiful.” He appeared entranced by her eyes. She thought he was a lovely man, a sweet grandad, and she kissed his dry lips.

They weren’t the best lips for kissing, but the way he responded to that kiss blew her away. He was as passionate as the other men had been lustful. He held her head with one hand and her hip with the other. He didn’t move fast. He didn’t thrust inside her; he didn’t reach anywhere near as deep as the other men had done. Her cervix wasn’t going to be troubled or bruised.

But because her pussy was so tender and sensitive from the crazy fucking it had endured, each movement of his tingled through her whole body. She held his ass and moved him in and out of her. It felt like she was controlling him, even from below! But the most important thing was that they kept on kissing, and he didn’t stop kissing her until he was about to cum.

He parted her soft, welcoming mouth and looked into her eyes. She expected him to close them as she felt his whole body tighten and shudder in orgasm. “I love you,” he said, not breaking eye contact and those words and the whole situation and knowing she had made this old man cum, made her cum with a wash of happiness!

What a silly but lovely man. What a way to end the night!

He lay on top of her for some time, exhausted, no doubt Olinda thought. She didn’t rush to move him, let him enjoy her magic embrace.

That was until he started snoring!

“Right, come on. Get off me now! Come on. What’s your name?”

“Lucien,” he said, still half asleep. “Thank you, thank you, that was very good.”

“Will the cleaners not be here soon?”

“Yes, yes.”

She got up and found she had to help the security guard up. Why was he still working? Was it embarrassing that she had just made love to a man so old he couldn’t get himself up off the place they had fucked? That thought amused her greatly.

“Listen, I am sorry. I have delayed you. I would like to help you.”

“I need a taxi. I have to be back here in less than three hours.”

“Come down to our offices. We have a place to shower. I can clean, dry, and iron all your clothes. You could even lie down for a few minutes. And I will bring you breakfast. It is the least I can do. You are a wonderful woman, and I wish more were like you.”

He wishes there were more free-use whores in the world! What a surprise! Then she remembered his sweet ‘I love you’ and she thought what he really meant was women who are at all interested in being intimate with an old man like him. He probably didn’t care either way about what she had got up to earlier before he had come in, just that he had been able to fuck her.

Two hours later she was drifting off for forty naps, knowing that she had clean clothes and had eaten. The cot that they probably all used for the naps when they should be on duty wasn’t the most comfortable, but she could have slept on anything by then.

With only five minutes before she should be back in the room translating, trying to help avoid diplomatic confusions, facing the men she had let use her like a sex toy only a few hours before, she dashed out of the basement where the security was based. On the way, she saw her old man, Lucien.

“Will you stop by again later?”

“I could, I suppose. I should probably get home soon, though. It’s been a long day, and I really need my own bed.”

“Only a few of the men, the other guards, spied you in the shower. Naughty, I know, but they are bad, young men, you know. Well, it was the old men, too. And I told them that you liked to be fucked by lots of men at once and that even I had had sex with you. They laughed, but I told them it was true. They don’t believe me. Could you come back later and have sex with me again so they can see it is true? Otherwise, they’ll laugh at me forever. And, of course, they all say they will be jerking off to you later when they get home, thinking of you in the shower. Or when they fuck their wives. I think they would appreciate seeing you naked again and maybe, other things…”

Olinda was trying to get away, but he wasn’t half going on. Despite her recent behaviour, she was very professional and great at her job. She didn’t want to be late. The man was so sweet, though, that she didn’t want to say no to him and didn’t really have time to think about what he was saying at that point. But she’d get it later.

Oh boy, would she get it!

Olinda’s Second Gangbang

Two men were sucking on her toes. Two more were sucking on her breasts. One man was between her legs and lapping enthusiastically at her pussy. Another was kissing her.

The one kissing her was Lucien, the old man who had fucked in the early hours after the 8 or 9 guys she’d worked with had finished with her after a damned fine hard gangbang. It had been her first, and it had not disappointed her.

At one point,t she had been thrown to the floor off a table so they could get enough access to all her holes. The fall had actually made her cum! It was insane, but being used roughly like that had been half the fun. In the elevator, she had been groped and had her hand pulled to cocks.

She lay there on the uncomfortable cot in the basement of the EU building, surrounded by uniformed security guards, and she felt bruised and battered from her earlier experience.

Her pussy and ass and even her throat were sore from the impact of cock after cock.

She had imagined it for years. She masturbated a lot….

To be continued…