A horny accountant

Sophie is a woman of slight beauty, and with her stunning red hair, she manages to attract some good-looking guys for casual flings. This suits her perfectly, as she doesn't like relationships that are too serious or long-lasting. Her job as an accountant requires her to travel regularly to meet with clients.

The encounter that will disrupt her life

One evening, as she was returning from a trip, she met Pierre. She was alone and had just missed the last bus; she was hoping to find a taxi and was waiting uncertainly under a bus shelter when a car pulled up beside her. At first, she was wary, but the guy's good faith convinced her. His top model smile and the desperate situation she found herself in persuaded the young woman, who didn't want to spend any more time on the sidewalk than she already had. Despite being disheveled and feeling like a poorly washed little girl, since she had just crossed all of France by train, he offered to stop for a coffee at the gas station where he needed to get some fuel. They stayed there for a good half hour, and Sophie discovered a truly charming man. At the foot of her building, they couldn't part ways without doing so warmly. A kiss on the cheek, then on the mouth, and they ended up embracing and making love in the car. He didn't see her that way; she didn't seem like an easy girl...

A few days later, she received a bouquet of red flowers with a small invitation card for a slightly naughty evening. Seeing no objection to discovering a libertine party, she decided to meet him there. It's midnight, she parks her car nearby, observing the people going in. They are all more decadent than the next, extremely sexy women, men dressed in robes, bimbos in strings and garter belts waiting their turn to enter. Someone knocks on the window; it's Pierre. Elegantly dressed for the occasion, he helps her out of the vehicle. She is impressed and hopes to rise to the occasion. Her dress is not very tight, not very short, but she likes it, and he proves it to her by kissing her tenderly. Inside, a torrid gang bang; she watches without saying a word. The atmosphere is very joyful; the waitresses tease a generous clientele with wandering hands. This is how she discovered the perverse tendencies of her new partner, which she did not dislike.

The joys of free sex

The following week, in a nightclub, as normal as can be, she watches him getting a blowjob from a high-class prostitute while a voyeur watches them. Approaching Sophie from behind, the man starts caressing her breasts; she lets him. A few moments later, a cunnilingus draws sighs of pleasure from her. Pierre watches her in turn; she is beautiful. The small lounge where they are takes on the atmosphere of an orgy, a foursome. In turn, he discovers a person who knows how to appreciate carnal pleasures without modesty. He realizes that he has finally found the ideal person to live intense moments with, without restraint, without jealousy.

Afterward, he enjoys introducing her to vicious lovers, perverted gigolos to whom she agrees to offer herself in cuckoldry for the pleasure of her lover's eyes, who can't get enough. She excites him, and that's all that matters; she remains desirable without belonging to him. He loves to surprise her, and the beautiful mistress enjoys being fucked by strangers under Pierre's gaze, who often just watches while masturbating, content to take her for the rest of the evening until dawn.

One day, he pretended to be a client of the accounting firm where she had been employed for several years. He didn't recognize her at first. With her hair in a bun and a large pair of glasses on her nose, she received him in her office...

She asks not to be disturbed under any circumstances, locks the door, unties her hair, and removes her glasses. Joining him, she kneels at his feet and starts a blowjob. The passion is strong; he lifts her up, raises her skirt, tears off her panties, and slips his fingers into her slit, thus arousing desire in her. With a swift movement, he clears the desk, carries the beauty astride, sets her down, and moves between her thighs, making the furniture vibrate in a not-so-discreet racket. Feeling transported by orgasm, she starts to moan; he gags her, grabs her long, thick , and continues to shake her. The secretary, guessing what is happening on the other side of the door, knocks to announce her departure, as her work is finished.

She loves it when he manifests himself in this way. But she appreciates it less when she knows he is in the arms of another. She is not really jealous but worries that he will find the fun they share together with someone else. This was the case last week.

Love and libertine sex, an impossible story?

Out at the cinema with Sarah, her best friend, they both notice an excited trio in front of them, a few meters away. They giggle without disturbing them, discreetly commenting on each of the actions unfolding. Curious, Sophie walks along the row of seats to go to the bathroom. She sees the man lying on a tall blonde, his mouth sucking her big tits, while the second, with her head buried in the chair, is probably giving this same man a blowjob. This adventure of an afternoon at the cinema delights her until she recognizes him. It's Pierre. Hurt in her heart, she runs to the restrooms, locks herself in a stall. She rinses her face, doesn't know what to think. She can't blame him; she doesn't have the right. However, she feels hurt. As she is about to leave, she comes face to face with him. He hadn't been mistaken; he had recognized her but wasn't sure. He takes her in his arms, kisses her passionately, locks himself with her, lifts her dress, and slips his penis between her legs. He knows she appreciates this kind of embrace, a bit violent. Sarah, worried about her friend for ten minutes, goes to join her. She finds her with her ass in the air, being vigorously taken from behind by the guy who was fucking the two women in the theater.

But the guy she doesn't know tells her how it is.

This last word only served to arouse Sarah's senses, who approaches them while unbuttoning her blouse. His cock is still in Sophie's ass while he starts to pinch and suck Sarah's small breasts. A fuck fest now blocks the bathroom; the other spectators in the theater are too few to complain. He takes them one after the other, completely forgetting his two girlfriends in the theater, who eventually understand and leave without waiting for him.

They follow their desire and end up going to a small restaurant that stays open late at night. They order oysters and white wine. Sarah slips under the table and starts what he prefers most in the world. The blowjob brings him to orgasm; he lifts her up and makes her sit on his erect penis. Sophie sees that her friend's initiatives are perfectly suitable for Pierre, who behaves in a beastly manner. His embraces always end like this. This is how he takes the most pleasure. She watches them make love, downs the dozen oysters by herself while they have sex. They spend the night at his place. In the early morning, Sophie leaves Sarah; she is in Pierre's arms, and they seem in love. She leaves without regret.

It's been two weeks since she has had any news. Every time she takes the elevator or goes to get her car from the parking lot, she expects to see him appear, but nothing happens...

It's while returning home, morose from the day she has just spent, that she receives a message on her cell phone. Pierre wishes to win her back; if the ember is not extinguished, he extends an invitation. She knows his delusions, and to join him, she decides on something extravagant to seduce him. At ten o'clock, naked under her gray raincoat, she goes to the meeting place. It is said that a wild sex party in a castle on the edge of the Montmorency forest is organized tonight; he is waiting for her. The beautiful redhead parks her car; the place is poorly lit. He recognizes her enormous red hair from afar, a butt plug in his pocket, and he is determined to surprise Sophie, his pretty accountant, again.

They enter a living room; there is no one there. She doesn't understand but lets herself be guided. She unties the belt of her trench coat, thus revealing her nudity. He seems to appreciate it, approaches, caresses her sex until he slips his fingers into her. She drops her coat, remains naked before him. Pierre claps his hands as if to applaud, and at the same moment, two naked, very well-built men enter the room. She knows what awaits her. They are handsome and completely hairless. Candles give the room a somewhat gloomy atmosphere. The embrace is wild; they both take her at the same time. She gets fucked repeatedly without complaining. Their penises are long, as if Pierre had selected them according to this criterion. Her throat becomes deep like never before. Her long red hair is grabbed in the doggy-style position. The loins of one and then the other slap against her buttocks. A camera films the grip she is under. For almost an hour, her ass has been pounded under the orders of the ceremony master that Pierre is exceptionally for this evening. He doesn't miss a crumb. Beautiful Sophie feels especially desirable tonight because she feels that her preferred lover is transforming into a beast. It's his turn; he dismisses the two Apollos, takes her like an animal, breathes hard, ejaculates on her breasts after a Spanish handjob.

He is happy; his broad smile testifies to this. But what she is not aware of is that upstairs, about twenty guests are seated in front of a large screen. They have all seen Sophie's and her lovers' exploits for the evening. The applause alerted her, and when she enters the screening room, she sees the result of what she has set in motion: a real orgy. She is welcomed as the star of the moment; she is Pierre's star, who offers her a well-deserved glass of champagne and kisses her lovingly, holding her tenderly in his arms.