Subtitled Japanese female employee tease new hires with orgy

Title: A Subtitled Japanese Office Orgy: New Hires Initiation

Narrated by Victor Frankenstein, a jaded office worker in his mid-40s with a penchant for sarcasm.

“Are you fucking kidding me? This is my initiation into the company?”

I grumbled irritably, eyeing the buxom Japanese executives in front of me with a mixture of awe and disdain. Sure, they were busty and beautiful, all milky skin and pert tits barely constrained by their conservative blouses. But did they really expect me to just drop my pants and start groping them? It was unprofessional, not to mention terrifying. I mean, have you seen the Emmy-winning series, “The Office”? Trust me, you don’t want to be the dude who starts an HR nightmare.

But then again, haven’t we all wanted to see those bitches naked on “The Apprentice”? And fuck, look at those titties. I lounged back in my seat, eagerly awaiting the Japanese business treats.

Ms. Hana.accessible steps forward, her round tits straining against the buttons of her silk blouse. “Welcome, Frakenizen-san. We hope ve are not too-demanding, but here at Meinmu Consulting we believe in…practical training.” She smirks, unsnapping her blouse to reveal a lacy white bra straining over her ample breasts.

I gulp, trying not to stare at those creamy globes threatening to spill out. “Practical training, huh?”

“Indeed, Mr. Frankensteen!” Ms. Hana drills a finger into my chest. “You vill need to prove you can handle delicate matters, if you catch my drift.”

Before I can even nod insipidly, Ms. Hana’s bra clasp is undone. Her creamy tits tumble out, nipples erect pink nubs begging to be sucked. She struts over to the diminutive Ms. Sakaguchi, who is blushing and smiling demurely. With a flourish, Hana throws a furtive moon glance over her shoulder before leaning down and slurping Ms. Sakaguchi’s stiff nipple into her mouth. The petite executive squeals approvingly.

I look attentively, trying not to salivate much. Jesus, what the actual fuck is happening? Is this real life? Did I die and wake up in a Japanese tit mausoleum?

Ms. Hana releases Ms. Sakaguchi’s rosy nipple with a wet pop, licking her lips in a most unladylike manner (SMACK). PLONK. Many noisy pectoral slurps and suckles follow as the women begin fonding each other in an open amorous display.

I look around. This is it? This is my big corporate hazing ritual? Watch these cougars furiously fondle each other? I’ve seen more depravity on Cherokee Day at Frat Row.

Fuck this shit. I stand abruptly. “I’m sorry, but this is absurd. You can’t just expect me to sit here and watch a bunch of middle-aged ladies make out for my ‘initiation’. I’m a professional, not some horny frat boy…” I trail off, realizing that none of them are acknowledging me. In fact, they’re still going at it doggedly, moaning and grinning around each other’s tits.

Ms. Hana saunters over, cradling her own heavy tits and presenting them to my face. “Ve know it’s only fair you get to play too, Frakenizen-san. Ve expect you to partake in…company bonding.”

The other executives nod eagerly, flashing their naked bodies with lascivious looks. “Yeah, Frankensteen, let’s bond!” One calls out in a seductive accent. “Come explore ze synergies!”

I try to refuse but they drag me over to the plush executive lounge, forcing me to sit on the leather couch. Within seconds, I’m smothered in woman, tits, and eager hands pulling at my belt buckle. Moans reach my ears as lips attach to my earlobes, neck, and chest. I look down to see Ms. Sakaguchi kneeling between my legs, expertly unbuttoning my fly.

“Ms. Sakaguchi, what are you doing!” I yell, trying to pull away. But the other executives, who have stripped completely naked, pin me down with surprising strength. Ms. Hana’s heavy tits press into my face while another executive slides silky panties over my straining erection.

“Shhh…” Ms. Sakaguchi whispers huskily. “Allow us to show you ze ropes.” And with one final wink, she engulfs my dick in her hot mouths, fucking me with that warm tongue as I groan helplessly. The others cheer and clap, fonding and writhing in naked ecstasy.

Later, as I lay sprawled on the floor surrounded by the satisfied women, Ms. Hana stands and stretches. “Congratulations, Mr. Frankensteen. Ve welcome you to zenra company family. Now, please be ready for your assessment at 8 a.m. tomorrow – ve cannot have you distracted.”

I grin and start putting my clothes back on while they collet their garments and leave the room one by one, passing me with knowing smiles and lustful glances.

What a fucking handjob. I can’t wait to do this shit again.