Friday, I was a dirty bitch. A panting, squirming, after office- hours, cum slut. And, by the way, I loved every fucking minute of it. And I'd do it all again tomorrow.

Mike and Jed are the star stud muffins from Accounts. I really should know better than to let them start me up. But start me up they do.

There are just us three, late in the office, thinking about the weekend. Mike sits on my desk. “Hey Madison, you beautiful creature,” he says, “What do you girls think about when you finger fuck yourselves?”

“Ask them,” I say smoothly and smile sweetly, not rising to the bait.

Jed sits beside Mike. “What does Madison think about?” he asks quietly, “When she gets herself off.”

“What makes you think I do,” I say primly, wide eyed and innocent.

“Oh you do,” murmurs Jed. He looks at my breasts and I tilt them up to give him a thrill. I'm a 36D with a slim back so I do get noticed. I like men to look at my breasts and sweat a little.

This is fun, so, with a straight face, I say, “I imagine a man unclipping my bra. Finding my nipples all perky and pointy. And maybe a hand sliding up my skirt...” I smile sweetly again like butter wouldn't melt. I don't admit I imagine a rock hard cock in my mouth, spurting hot cum over my face. Nor do I mention the delicious gasping and moaning when a guy can't stop himself cumming and it's me getting him off. That really turns me on, makes me cum. But I don't tell them that.

Mike takes a coin from his pocket. “Heads I go home in just my boxer shorts,” he says, “Tails you get into your panties and think about the guy unclipping your bra.” His eyes dare me.

I nod, not knowing why. Liar, right enough I know exactly why.

The coin falls to tails so I slide my right hand up my skirt and into my panties. I decide straight away to play a wicked game.

Just a little, I let my head roll back. I lick my lips like my mouth is dry. I droop my eyelids and lift my ass off the chair – just a little. Then I moan softly. Mike takes a deep breath. Jed murmurs to himself, “You sexy bitch.”

My clit throbs. They watch me. Sure, I'm a sexy, dirty bitch. Right in front of them, my hips twist just enough to give them ideas. Their hot eyes burn over my body. Cocks stiff as logs in their pants. Cocks hard as rocks, aching to thrust and skewer and pump. Cocks to make me scream like a bitch and cum like a whore.

Already my fingers are slippery and wet. The guys still watch me. I'm losing it. A minute ago I was going home, now I'm so fucking horny I'm ready to explode.

Mike is behind me, inside my blouse, unclipping my bra. Manhandling me. “You like?” he whispers.

I arch my back. I do like. But I pant, “Not here… we mustn't…”

His fingers catch my bare nipples. Doing stuff, making me squirm. “Bastard,” I say. He laughs.

Kneeling before me is Jed. Hands go up my skirt. His fingers wet from the oozing excitement soaking my panties. “My, my,” he murmurs, “Delicious little slut, you are.”

He tears my panties off. I hear the cotton snap and I squeal in shock. Then I spread for him. Giving it up, putting it out.

Mike's tongue is down my throat. Jed's is slithering against my clit, making me crazy. Along one side, then the other, and finally along the hard ridge. I could easily cum like that. Oh fuck yes, I could cum again and again.

I'm on my back across my desk. Head over the edge, Mike's fingers in my hair. Jed's hands cup my ass, lifting me. He tongues my crack. I writhe my hips and want to scream. Deep inside me an unstoppable orgasm just waits. I'm stripped naked, panting like a she dog. Clothes crumpled under my chair and I couldn't give a fuck. Mike's balls nuzzle against my face.

His cock is thick and hard in my mouth. My fingers are slippery up and down the shaft. I wriggle my tongue into the hole in the tip and Mike growls like an animal. I know I'm very good.

His hips grind faster. “Ahh, God… Jeezus, yes,” he hisses. I can make him cum now. I cup his balls in my hand. Jed's tonguing my clit again, God, I'm on the brink, so, so fucking close.

Mike clutches my hair and my breasts. He's shaking and gasping, “Aaahhh God yes, fuck yes.”

Then he's shuddering and moaning, “God oh God,” and hot cum explodes into my mouth and over my face and onto my tits.

Jed's cock is huge and slamming inside me and his fingers are deep in my asshole and I'm screaming and writhing and cumming, and Mike's spreading his cum over my tits and I'm still screaming and cumming like I haven't been fucked for a year.

In seconds I'm ready again and they know it. Together, like dogs, grunting and panting, hard bodies clamp me, crush me, thrill me, use me, enjoy me. Hands on my hips, moving me, on my wrists, pinning me. Exciting, molesting hands all over my breasts and in my hair.

In my ear, breathless whispers. They tell me and they order me – and I obey.

I sob for hot cum in my ass. I squeal to be cunt fucked. All at once, like they want. Like I want.

Then I'm cumming again and I scream. Just like they want me to. Like the dirty bitch I am.