Ishika's Sexual Invasions Part 2 : My first job and erotic picnic

                                               My first job and erotic picnic

(After graduation, I joined an IT firm in Mumbai, far from home. I missed my parents, my friends, and… of course, the wild fucking. We were eleven in the office—eight cocks and three cunts. Krish was the senior manager, Bob the assistant manager. Anil, Carl, Dev, and Prem were senior colleagues. Jai and Vir were freshers like me, straight out of college. Anita was a senior colleague, and Kavya worked the front desk. Among the cocks, Jai and Vir were bachelors. Anita was married, and Kavya had a boyfriend.)

The moment the car started moving, exhaustion overtook me. My eyelids surrendered almost immediately, and I drifted off, lulled by the steady hum of the road. I hadn’t slept well the previous night, and the long drive ahead felt like a blessing.

I didn’t know how much time had passed when a sudden jolt brought me back to consciousness. My head bumped lightly against the window.

Dev, seated beside me, touched my arm gently.

“Ishika, sit in the middle,” he said. “That way you won’t hit your head again.”

I thanked him and shifted seats, closing my eyes once more. The conversation around me dropped to murmurs, the kind people assume won’t be overheard by someone they think is asleep.

The moment the car started moving, my eyelids gave up their battle. I dozed off instantly. After getting used to heavy-duty fucking in college, this sudden forced celibacy was driving me insane. In a strange city with no friends and a brand-new job, I was wary—one wrong move could land me in trouble. So last night, instead of sleeping, I stayed up watching porn, fingering my cunt until it was sore. By the time dawn came, I’d had barely a few hours of rest.

Senior Manager Krish had arranged a three-day picnic at his farmhouse in Panvel for the entire staff. We had four holidays in a row, and everyone was thrilled. The farmhouse had four rooms and all the modern comforts. No wives this time—the kids’ annual exams were approaching. Kavya brought her boyfriend, but Anita cancelled at the last minute for some family function.

I don’t know how long I’d been out when the car jolted, and my head lightly bumped against the window glass. Dev, sitting beside me, gently patted my hand.

“Ishika, sit in the center. That way you won’t bang your head,” he said softly.

I thanked him and shifted over, but I was almost certain his hand grazed my butt as I moved. I closed my eyes again, drifting back toward sleep—until Jai’s voice, low and conspiratorial, snapped me alert. He was sitting to my right.

“Krish, look at her boobs—how they’re bouncing,” Jai murmured.

Our company culture didn’t bother with “Sir.” We called everyone by name.

Bob, who was driving, caught a glimpse in the rearview mirror.

“I don’t know how you’re controlling, ” he whispered back. “If I were in your seat, I’d have grabbed those tits .”

Dev chimed in.

“Shall I touch her thigh? She’s fast asleep.”

Krish’s voice was sharp.

“You idiots! If she shouts ‘Me Too,’ we’ll be on the streets—or in prison.”

Vir chuckled.

“Come on, Krish, don’t tell me you’ve never felt the urge to maul her tits. I’ve seen it so many times—she leans over your shoulder for signatures, and those boobs are right there, inviting your hands to grab them.”

Krish groaned.

“Are you kidding? Sometimes she presses them lightly without even realizing it. I’m going mad. Every time she comes close, I have this wild urge to push her on the table and fuck her.”

Jai’s tone turned even more graphic.

“Why don’t you?  You are the boss. There’s no CCTV in your cabin. The rest of us have to be careful. She sits right opposite me—those thunder thighs are impossible to ignore. And that cunt mound in tight jeans… deadly. When she comes in skirts, I want to crawl under the table, lift it up, and lick her juicy cunt until she screams.”

My heartbeat spiked. My cunt was already wet.

Vir sighed.

“Every day, I watch her boob profile. When she drops something, she bends over slowly, flashing cleavage. I want to grab those tits and fuck her cleavage hard.”

Anil said, “She’s so beautiful and sexy—like a famous film star. Same milky-white skin, rosy cheeks, those streaks in her hair… and that figure.”

Krish agreed, eyes narrowing with frustration. “Yeah… but with bigger boobs and thunder thighs. I’ve only seen thighs like that on tennis superstars. And here she is—just within reach—but untouchable. Might as well be on the moon.”

I kept up my act, pretending to be fast asleep, but shifted slightly so my thighs brushed against theirs.

Dev let out a long breath. “I can’t resist… I’m touching her thigh.” His hand slid gently onto my leg. I didn’t move.

Krish glanced back, whispering urgently. “Careful. She might wake up.”

But Jai, emboldened, lifted my skirt above my knees, pushed it up higher over my thigh, and pressed his palm against the warm skin there. I stayed still, playing the deep-sleep act.

From the back seat, Vir and Anil were now too worked up to hold back. Each one cupped a tit, squeezing just enough to feel the weight and softness.

Krish was half turned in his seat, eyes locked on the action but nerves twitching. “Don’t squeeze hard. She’ll wake up.”

Anil smirked. “Relax. We’ll be gentle. Just tell Bob to avoid any potholes—no sudden jolts.”

I slumped further into the seat, spreading my thighs a little wider. The bolder they got, the rougher their hands became—stroking my thighs, mauling my tits.

Then Jai hooked his fingers into my panties, tugging them aside. He leaned in, peering, and whispered, “Wow… she’s shaved. Smooth as marble. Should I slide a finger in?” His fingers traced my cunt mound slowly, deliberately.

At the same time, Krish stretched back, cupping my left tit and giving it a firm squeeze.

That was my cue. I sat bolt upright, shouting, “What the hell is happening?”

Hands flew away instantly. The men jerked back, faces drained of color, suddenly fascinated by the passing scenery outside their windows. Silence.

I let it hang for a few seconds before speaking again, voice small and hurt. “I never expected this from you guys. I thought I was in the company of gentlemen.”

Jai swallowed hard. “Sorry, Ishika… I couldn’t control myself. Watching your boobs bounce like that…”

I turned my glare on Krish. “You’re young—I get that lust can make you stupid. But what about you, Krish? And the rest of you? You’re married. You have children.”

Krish turned, a sheepish grin on his face. “We’re sorry, Ishika. But we’re married bachelors—our wives allow us maybe once a month… once a fortnight if we’re lucky. Since the day you joined, we’ve been smitten—your smile, your body, your scent. I know you don’t mean to, but the way you walk, the way you smile, that innocent flash of cleavage—it drives us insane. I promise we’ll behave from now on. Right, boys?”

They all nodded quickly. “Yes.”

I stayed quiet for a moment. I knew full well that one complaint from me could end their careers.

Then I laughed. “If you all behave decently, where’s the fun in a picnic? Come on—smile. We’ll have unlimited fun… but on my terms. Agreed?”

And as I said it, I undid two buttons, letting my shirt fall open just enough to give them a teasing view of my cleavage.

It was like flipping a switch—their faces lit up like thousand-watt bulbs. Dev and Jai reached toward my tits, but I slapped their wrists.

“First,” I said firmly, “you listen to my terms.”

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