Dirty

NOTE 1: I originally posted this story on Literotica in January, 2011, but asked for it to be taken down, along with my other pieces, in November of that year.

NOTE 2: All characters are over 18.

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Dirty

We arrived ten minutes early. The receptionist was cute: rimless glasses and a tight little bum. She smiled at me and pointed to a seat.

"Mr Jacobs won't be long," she told me.

I sat down and folded my hands. Dirty wandered round, poking her nose in corners, investigating the plants and the pictures on the walls.

Fucking soulless this place, isn't it? she said to the room at large.

She was right, of course. For all the cheerful pastel colours, the only light came from fluorescent ceiling strips. I pitied the girl at the desk, having to spend eight hours a day in there.

Dirty was wearing her long grey skirt, the one with the buttons up the front. She unbuttoned it now to the waist and went to a tall plant in the corner.

This looks a bit peaky, she said. It could do with some watering.

She thrust her hips forward and pissed a long, hard stream into the pot. The stuff just gushed out. When she'd finished, she wiped her cunt off with her hand, then went across to the receptionist and waved her smelly fingers under her nose. The girl looked up.

"Would you like a coffee while you're waiting?" she asked me. "Or tea perhaps?"

I gave her my nicest smile.

"No, thanks. I'm fine," I said.

Dirty laughed and began to masturbate.

*****

Not long afterwards, I was sitting in front of Jacobs in his inner sanctum. He was a fleshy sort of man with thinning hair.

"Thank you for coming in, Miss Tobin," he said. "It's Gillian, isn't it?"

We were sitting on low chairs in his chatting area. I kept my knees together and tried not to show any thigh.

"People usually call me Jilly," I told him.

I'll bet he can't guess why! laughed Dirty, standing close behind him. Her hand went to her cunt again. She stuck out her tongue and waggled it.

"So, er, Jilly," he said. "You've been in management for four years now, am I right?"

He was smiling like my favourite uncle, but he was trying not to look up my skirt.

Show him your fanny, Jilly, Dirty said.

"That's right," I told him. "I was a section head in Procurement first, then they made me Head Buyer."

"And now you want to take the next step up?"

"That's right," I said again. "I think I'm ready."

"What would you say," he began, "is your greatest strength as a manager?"

"Team work," I told him. "I'm good at fostering team work."

He nodded sagely, as if I'd said something original.

"Yes. Good," he breathed, too loudly. I wondered if he had an erection. I couldn't see anything though.

"And how do you, er, go about that?" he went on. "How do you foster it, I mean?"

"I believe in a light touch," I said. "But sometimes, I know, one has to apply a firm grip. Especially in moments of crisis."

He nodded.

"And, just occasionally, people need a shock," I added. "A kick up the backside, judiciously applied."

"Exactly," he murmured. "Exactly." He screwed up his eyes.

Dirty sat on his lap. She wriggled her bum against him and made a face at me.

He has got a hard-on, she told me. But it's tiny. I can hardly feel it.

Jacobs laced his fingers together. I could see the lecture coming.

We're home and dry, said Dirty.

"Our philosophy here ..." began Jacobs. I leaned forward and made my breasts move. I parted my lips as well - intent on his every word.

"Our philosophy ..." he droned on, "is to combine tight fiscal control with encouragement of talent. That's our formula for success. We keep an eye on the pennies, and make sure everyone pulls for the pounds."

He went on for a quarter of an hour. I switched off after thirty seconds. Dirty kept me amused. She went to his desk and sat on it, then fucked herself with his pen. I had to keep myself from laughing, but it was something to watch while he talked.

*****

Later, back in Reception, I waited for his decision. Dirty asked what I'd do to the receptionist if I had the chance.

Everything, I told her. Everything, and then some.

I'd make her beg, said Dirty. Then I'd make her lick my arse.

Jacobs came out. He handed me an impressive envelope.

"This is our letter of intent," he said. "You can sign the contract next week. We'd like you to start in a month, if that's possible?"

I gave him my sexiest smile and told him I was sure it was. He stood there while I stood up and gathered my things. Then he watched me out of the door. I wiggled my bottom a little - just enough to maintain his interest.

Dirty gave him the finger as we left.

*****

We went to the club to celebrate. Lottie was there. I went over to her table. I kissed her on the lips.

She was excited about something. She blurted it right out.

"Billie's having a party later. You know, a proper party."

Billie was the bull dyke who owned the club. She was a lovely lady with a taste for heavy group sex.

"Am I invited?" I asked her.

"Of course you are," said Lottie. "But try to bring a partner. The more the merrier."

"Who are you taking?" I asked.

She pointed to the bar. A slight blonde with perky tits was buying drinks from Billie.

"I found her last week," said Lottie. "She's really sweet in bed. Such a sexy little tongue. You might get to try it later, if you're lucky."

The girl came over to us with the drinks. I chatted for a while, then went off on the prowl. The club's quite big, with lots of nooks and crannies. It was almost half full by then, even though it was still early. Dirty spotted someone in a corner.

That one! she said. No question!

Go get her! she told me. Now!

*****

The girl in the corner was lovely - dark haired, petite and fragile. Her skinny shoulders were bare. I wanted to hug her just to keep her warm.

"Are you ... um ... here on your own?" I asked her, playing shy.

She nodded. "I was just walking past, you know," she said. "And I came in."

"On a whim?" I suggested, smiling.

"Well, yes, I suppose so," she agreed. "But I've been thinking about it for a while. I had a girlfriend before, you see."

"So you're ... er ... new to the scene," I prompted, sitting down.

"Well, quite new," said the girl. "But I was with my girlfriend for a long time. I know what I like," she added.

I'll bet she does, said Dirty. The sexy little bitch. I wonder if she likes it rough? The way we do.

I moved in closer to the girl. "My name's Jilly," I told her.

"Amanda," she answered. "It's good to meet you."

"You'll like it here," I said. "Everyone's very friendly. I can introduce you to some people, if you like."

"I would like that," said Amanda. "But maybe a little later? Perhaps we could, um, chat for a while first, just you and me?"

She shifted along the banquette until her thigh touched mine. I took her hand and held it in my lap.

"Would you like to go to a party?" I asked.

She nodded and leaned against me.

Easy! said Dirty. She's easy! The little bitch is gagging for it!

I put my lips to Amanda's and kissed her gently.

*****

I slid my hand under her skirt. She was warm between the legs. Her pants were damp in the crotch. I stroked her there.

Frig her right off! commanded Dirty. Do it now! Do it hard! Make sure people can hear her! Make sure they can see!

I went on kissing Amanda. I took it slowly. She parted her thighs a little. I stroked her some more.

Go on, stick your finger up her! breathed Dirty, harshly. Let her know you're really there! Wiggle it about!

But I went on with my gentle stroking. Amanda's tongue squirmed into my mouth. I felt her hand glide along my thigh. Then it burrowed up my skirt and touched my cunt.

Oh, fuck! said Dirty. Fuck, yes! This one doesn't need asking!

I opened my legs for her and she pulled my pants aside.

*****

We frigged each other slowly. She was making little sounds - little gulps and little mewings; little gasps. I was entranced by the feel of her pussy: the warm softness and the damp. Her fingertip's touch on me was as light as feathers.

Cum! hissed Dirty. Cum!

Amanda's tongue was still in my mouth. I knew a small crowd had gathered. Lottie was standing there, watching intently.

Do it right now! said Dirty. She'd squatted on the table. Both hands were rubbing her pussy, just inches from my face.

Cautious, I pushed my finger into Amanda's opening. It parted wetly-softly. "Alright?" I whispered to her. I felt her nod.

Then she did the same to me: one long, cool finger inside me. We stayed like that, together, a finger in each cunt.

Then: "Two now?" I whispered to her.

"Yes, two," she said. I put a second finger in and she did the same to me.

"Now I'm really going to do it," I warned her. I finger-fucked her hard. I bumped her clit with the heel of my hand. Her eyes opened very wide.

Oh, fuck! said Dirty. Fuck her!

"Oh, fuck!" I echoed.

I pressed harder into Amanda and frotted her whole cunt.

When we came we were straining and heaving. Our holes were streaming wet. I felt her stiffen against me; then she softened.

Her head was against my breasts. Her face was blushing.

"I'm going to lick you all over tonight," I whispered to her.

The spectators applauded softly. "Lovely," said one of them.

"You are going to bring her to the party, aren't you?" said Lottie. "She's delicious!"

"Do you want to go?" I asked.

"Oh, yes!" Amanda said.

*****

The party was in the flat above the club. We got there around half past twelve. Billie met us at the door, wearing leather, so I knew we were in for some fun.

Billie's from Holland originally. She has that very direct way of speaking that most Dutch women have.

"Hello, my little darling," she said to Amanda, caressing her cheek. "Would you like to try a sandwich later?"

Yes, yes, yes, yes! screamed Dirty, ecstatic, jumping up and down behind me. Put her in a sandwich! Let's see what she makes of that!

Amanda pressed in against me, like a frightened foal. The thought of an Amanda sandwich was delicious, but I knew Billie played rough. I put my arm around her.

"Let's see how it goes," I said. "She's new here. You can do me if you like, though. You know it gets me off."

Spoilsport! pouted Dirty. I wanted to hear Amanda scream!

Billie leered at me and winked. "That's a date then," she said. "I'll just go and get some grease. For my fist, you know."

We went on into the room. Lottie and her Blondie were there. And Jennifer and Bella, and another dyke with short, dark, curly hair. Lottie and her girl were making out on the sofa. Jennifer was watching; Bella was frigging her.

I took my clothes off. Amanda looked on, wide-eyed.

"Hello," said the curly-haired dyke. "Do you two fancy a threesome?"

"Billie's got me booked," I said. "But you can have me afterwards."

She took hold of me and kissed me anyway. She forced her tongue into my mouth. Then she bent to my left tit and took the nipple between her teeth. I felt it right down to my cunt.

Do it now! Dirty said. Don't wait!

But Billie came into the room. She was flexing her fisting wrist.

Or maybe not, said Dirty. Billie's such a filthy bitch! Let's go with her.

"I see you've met Jilly, Myra," said Billie. "But she's got a prior appointment."

She lay down on the floor. I squatted over her.

"Sit right down on my face," Billie commanded me, so I lowered my cunt to her mouth. Her tongue gave me instant electricity. I squashed my clitoris hard against her nose.

I felt her moving under me: someone behind me was frigging her. I rolled my pussy against her lips. She mumbled and mouthed on me.

"Ready for the fist?" she asked after a while. It was indistinct because my cunt was still on her mouth, but I got the message.

I raised myself up on my haunches and let her slide out. She took a while greasing her hand, then passed me the lube. I knew what to expect. I told you Billie isn't gentle. I squeezed plenty into myself. Then Billie lay down beside me and speared her hand up me.

My lips stretched tight as the hand slid in. She pushed it right up to the wrist. It took my breath away. I began to move on it.

It hurt a bit, but it was lovely! I looked round and caught Amanda's eye. I wondered if she'd do it to me later. I wondered if I could do it to her.

I looked around the room. Dirty was a capering about, groping everybody; caressing buttocks and thighs; licking at cunts.

When I came, it was like an express train. I howled when it hit me. I saw Billie grinning below me. I toppled forward onto my knees.

"Careful!" said Billie. "Careful! You'll break my fucking arm!"

I was too far gone to care. I was like a limp rag. Billie pulled her hand out, then Amanda came and cuddled me.

"You're so brave," she whispered. "I wish I could do that."

Oh, but you will, said Dirty. Make no mistake about it!

*****

We watched for a while as Myra fisted Billie. She loved it, rolling from side to side, swearing and cursing, half in Dutch, half English. After she came, Billie did Myra, then Jennifer, then Bella. Billie really is a star. She's got the best fist in the business - if you like that sort of thing.

Dirty sat down beside me. She put her lips close to my ear. So when are we having the sandwich? she asked me.

Soon, I told her. Soon.

I saw Lottie step into a harness. She'll be on top, I thought. Then Billie put one on too. She crooked a finger at me.

"It's time," she told me. "Unless your little friend would like to try instead?"

I glanced at Amanda, but she shook her head, so I stood up and stretched. "Please don't be gentle with me," I smiled at them.

"Don't worry," said Lottie, "we won't."

They each had a strap-on dildo to insert in the ring on their harness. Billie's was rather large. Lottie's was just a shade smaller.

I went over and kissed Billie. Then she lay down on her back on the floor. The dildo stuck up from her pubes like a miniature tower.

"Hop aboard," she told me. So I hopped.

Stick it up yourself, said Dirty. I squatted over the thing, and lowered myself onto it.

When I had the dildo inside me, Billie gave a little groan. I knew the dildo's butt was pressing against her clit. I jiggled up and down.

Billie put her arms up for me, so I leaned forward into them until I was lying on top. She held me very close. I squashed my tits against hers. Then she started to buck her hips.

She was fucking me hard from below. There was no hint of mercy. Then I felt the cool slither of lube being squeezed between my buttocks. Lottie gave me a little slap. "I know this is what you like," she said.

I had to concentrate on Billie as she fucked me from underneath. But then I felt the other dildo as it slid into my arse. It was such a delicious invasion: first a little pain, then an exciting, liquid stirring.

"Oh!" I heard Amanda say. I think she hadn't expected that.

Mmm, said Dirty, beside me. What a lovely picture you make!

When she was firmly lodged in my arse, Lottie lay fully on top of me. Her breasts squashed against my back. I could hardly breathe.

It was glorious. I had both holes filled and warm bodies against my back and front. We were skin to slippery skin. I didn't want it to end.

And it didn't, for ages and ages. They kept on fucking me. I loved Billie's strength beneath me. I loved Lottie's weight on top.

I came again in the end. The orgasm shuddered through me. But they didn't stop for a while. They went on 'til I came another time.

Then Lottie pulled out and rolled off. "Me now!" she shouted. I wrenched myself off Billie's dildo and was surprised to see Amanda wearing one.

She's going to have Lottie's arse, hissed Dirty in my ear. Aren't you proud of your little girl?

And I was. I really was.

*****

She'd obviously done it before. Amanda wasn't as innocent as I'd thought. I liked that. She really was a dirty little bitch.

She was the one on top. Billie stayed underneath. Lottie loved it when Amanda started to bugger her. I could see that Amanda loved it too.

Dirty was sitting next to me now. She was frigging herself madly. Her tongue was sticking out between her teeth. Her eyes were glazed.

We've got to take her home! she panted. We've got to take her home and do everything to her!

Amanda? I asked.

Who else? said Dirty.

*****

The party went on for ages. Everyone had everyone else. I had Lottie's Blondie. Her tongue was everything Lottie had said and more.

Dirty masturbated like a crazy woman throughout. I was amazed at her stamina.

Around three o'clock I put my clothes on. "I'm going home now," I told Amanda. "Would you like to come with me? I promise to be very nice."

Amanda looked undecided. I felt a shock of disappointment.

Oh, please, begged Dirty. Please say you'll come!

"Is your friend coming with us?" Amanda asked.

I was puzzled. "Which one? Lottie? I think she wants to be with her little blonde girl tonight," I told her.

"No, not Lottie," said Amanda. "Her." She pointed. "I've always wanted a secret friend."

She could only be pointing at Dirty.

"You can see her?" I asked, incredulous.

"Of course I can, silly," Amanda said. She kissed me on the nose.

Let's go! said Dirty. Let's go right now!

She was all over Amanda. Her tongue was in her mouth. Her hand was on her cunt. She hugged her tight.

And Amanda hugged Dirty back. They ground against each other.

Yes! gasped Dirty. Yes!

Oh yes! moaned Amanda, laughing. So we all went home together. She hasn't left us since.

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