Unspoken Desires: Chemistry Between Office Colleagues – Part 3

Hi, ladies and gentlemen. I hope you’re all doing well. This is the next part of the recent story I published. I received a very good response. Thanks for the feedback.

About me: My name is Abhishek. I’m 24 years old, 5’7”, fair, thin, and fit. I work as a software engineer in an MNC in Bangalore. I’ve been with this company for three years now.

About her: Reeya (name changed). She’s 4’5” tall, dusky, thin, and effortlessly cute, with a charm that’s hard to ignore. While I’m an ambivert who struggles to start conversations, she’s the exact opposite—an extrovert who lights up every room she enters.

After that scorching weekend in Pondicherry with Reeya, my colleague-turned-lover, our connection was pure fire. At the office, we’d trade these sneaky looks, a spark waiting to explode.

But her flat was where we really let loose.  Weekends were our playground. Hours lost in each other’s arms, skin pressed tight, breaths heavy, chasing every rush we could find.

One humid night, we were sprawled naked under her sheets, the city’s hum drifting through the window. My fingers wandered down her spine, neck to ass, just soaking in her warmth. A wild thought hit me, and I mumbled, “Ree, ever thought about a threesome? Like, with another girl?”

She propped up, eyes wide for a second, then broke into this slow, sexy grin. She slid closer, her boobs grazing my chest, lips teasing my ear. “Oh, Abhi, you want two girls to play with, huh?” she laughed, tickling me till I squirmed. Then she whispered, “I’ve thought about it too. A lot.”

My heart raced, cock twitched at her words. “So, what’s the move? Who do we ask?” I said, probably too eager. She smirked, all sly and dangerous. “It’s a surprise, Abhi. I’ll handle it. Trust me.” She shut it with a deep kiss, her tongue dancing and fighting with mine, promising something insane.

She pinged me one Thursday afternoon to come to her flat on Friday by 7 p.m. Friday night came, and I reached her place. I entered her apartment and pressed the lift button for Ree’s floor. The lift door closed, but my heartbeat started increasing as I anticipated that something was up.

I reached her floor and rang the bell, picturing Reeya in something skimpy. But the door swung open to reveal Anisha. She wore a tight tank top and shorts that hugged her ass like a glove, her medium-fair skin glowing under the light. I’d met her before—Reeya’s college friend.

Yeah, I’d caught her eyeing me over lunch a couple of times, her gaze lingering on my body. “Hey, Abhi,” she purred, stepping aside. Reeya slid up behind her, arms loosely wrapping around Anisha’s waist. “Told you I’d surprise you, na,” Reeya teased, her eyes glinting with mischief.

“Anisha’s been dying to join us when I told her about us.” My jaw hit the floor, heat flooding me as my brain scrambled to process this.

We settled in the living room, melody music playing in the background. All of us were having drinks and chatting to ease the nerves, but the air was electric. Reeya’s hungry glances and Anisha’s bold stares had me on the cliff edge.

Finally, Reeya set her glass down and climbed onto my lap, straddling me. She kissed me hard, her tongue diving in, wet and messy. I grabbed her hips, matching her fire, both having deep tongue fights and exchanging fluids. Anisha watched, her breath catching, and it only turned me on more.

Reeya reached out, tugging Anisha closer. “Get over here,” she murmured, and Anisha leaned in, kissing Reeya right in front of me. Their tongues tangled, sloppy and hot. I was rock-hard watching them. Hands started roaming fast. Reeya pulled my shirt off, fingers tracing my chest.

Anisha’s nails grazed my shoulders, sending shivers down my spine. Meanwhile, I pulled Reeya’s top up, her full boobs spilling out, nipples hard and begging for attention. Anisha ditched her shorts—no panties, just her bare pussy, already glistening.

I was surprised to see her bare. They jumped onto me, their bodies soft and warm. Reeya’s ass grinding into my thigh, Anisha’s boobs rubbing my chest. Clothes hit the floor in madness. Soon, we were a naked tangle in our birth suit, the air thick with lust.

Reeya kissed me again, deeply and desperately. Anisha slid lower, and her breath was hot against my cock. She licked the tip, slow and teasing. She took me in, her mouth sucking like she was starving for it. I groaned, my head tipping back.

But Reeya wasn’t letting me off that easily. She mounted on my face, lowering her dripping pussy onto my lips. “Lick me, Abhi,” she begged. I dove in, tongue exploring her pussy, lapping with hungry strokes. I was hitting her deep with tongue fucking.

She tasted sweet and tangy. Her juices flooded my face and mouth as she cum on me, moaning loudly. Anisha pulled off with a wet pop and leaned up to kiss Reeya. Their lips crashed together, tongues wrestling, spit dripping as they groped each other’s boobs, pinching nipples till they gasped their breath.

I got mesmerized, my cock throbbing watching them. Then Reeya slid down, taking Anisha’s place. Her mouth wrapped around me, sucking deep and knowing exactly how to drive me wild. Anisha climbed onto my face. Her pussy was tighter than Reeya’s, slick and swollen.

I went all in, licking her deep. My tongue curled inside her until I found that sensitive spot—her G-spot. She gasped, thighs trembling. I kept at it, sucking her clit and pressing that spot till she shattered. Her orgasm hit hard, juices flooding my whole face and mouth.

I drank every drop, savouring her sweet, musky taste as she shook above me. The sofa wasn’t enough anymore. “Bedroom,” Reeya gasped. We almost stumbled there and slipped over each other, laughing and grabbing whatever we could. On the bed, I pushed Reeya onto her back, spreading her legs wide.

Her pussy was pink and inviting, and I thrust in hard. She cried out loud, filling the room. Her pussy walls clenched around me, and I pounded her, loving how she squeezed my dick. Anisha was right there, kissing Reeya deeply and sloppily. Her fingers rubbed Reeya’s clit in time with my thrusts.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I moaned, and Reeya whimpered, “Harder, Abhi, please.” We switched—Anisha on her knees, ass up, her tight pussy dripping. I slid into her. Damn, she was even tighter than Reeya. I fucked her hard, her screams echoing.

Reeya slid beneath her, licking Anisha’s clit as I thrust. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, their rhythm a filthy harmony. “Don’t stop, Ree,” Anisha begged, her voice breaking as pleasure built. Then Anisha turned, eyes wild, and said, “Abhi, I want you to take me… in my ass. I’ve never done it before.”

My heart skipped, cock throbbing at the thought. Reeya grabbed some lube from the side table, smirking as she smoothened me up. I went slow, easing into Anisha’s tight, virgin ass. Her gasps turned to moans as she relaxed. “Oh God, it’s so good,” she panted.

I started moving, fucking her gently at first, then harder as she pushed back, loving it. It became easier as she had tried a dildo before, which she told me. Reeya kissed her, fingers playing with Anisha’s clit. Soon Anisha was trembling, cumming hard with me still inside her.

After cumming hard, she relaxed for 5 minutes. Anisha wasn’t done yet. Then, she dropped to her knees, taking my cock in her mouth. Holy shit, it was the best blowjob of my life. Her tongue swirled, lips tight, sucking me deep with this hungry look in her eyes.

She worked on me like she was born for it, saliva dripping. Her hands stroked my balls, which her mouth couldn’t take. I groaned, barely holding on, as Reeya watched, biting her lip. Her magic made me lose control. I took hold of her head and put my dick deep in her, and started mouth fucking.

I cum deep in her throat. She drank it all without losing a drop, cleaning my dick and making it hard very soon. My dick came back to life. I pulled out, flipping Reeya onto her stomach, and entered her pussy again in doggy style. I gripped her hips as I railed her into the mattress.

Anisha lay beside her, kissing her, their tongues battling in a wet, drooling frenzy. Reeya’s hand slipped between Anisha’s legs, fingering her fast while I fucked her. Our bodies rocked in a sweaty, desperate dance. “You love this, don’t you?” Reeya panted, and Anisha nodded, breathless, “So fucking much.”

Things got wilder. Anisha climbed onto me, sinking onto my cock. Her tight pussy swallowed me whole as she rode me with slow, grinding rolls. Reeya pressed against my back, kissing my neck. Her boobs were soft against me as her fingers teased Anisha’s clit.

“Cum for him, Ani,” she whispered. Anisha sped up, bouncing hard, her pussy clenching till she came with a scream, soaking me. I wasn’t done. I laid them side by side, fucking Reeya first, her legs over my shoulders, driving deep as she moaned my name.

Then Anisha, her nails clawing my back. I slammed into her tighter pussy, her ass bouncing with each thrust. They played with each other, too, fingers flying, pushing each other closer. “I’m gonna cum,” I grunted, feeling it build. “Me too,” Reeya gasped, her pussy pulsing.

“Together,” Anisha panted. We all lost it—me spilling into Reeya, her milking me dry, Anisha shaking as Reeya’s fingers finished her off. We collapsed, sweaty and spent, a trembling heap.

Later, tangled together, Reeya kissed me, then Anisha, all gentle and sweet. “You’re mine,” Reeya whispered, her voice tender, “but sharing you like this… It’s everything.” Anisha grinned, nuzzling closer.

“Next time, I’m calling the shots,” I smirked, already buzzing at the thought. Our bond was sealed in a night of raw, messy ecstasy.

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