1 comments/ 11662 views/ 0 favorites Happy Birthday Jessica Ch. 02 By: Countercash ...Dale spun Kellie round the dance floor, enjoying seeing her glow at being the centre of attention. She smiled up at him, leaning in to lock her lips on his, and he brushed his lips past hers and kissed her cheek. Again. She'd been trying to kiss him for the past ten minutes, and he was running out of ways to avoid it. It wasn't that Kellie was unattractive, and she certainly looked like she had a tasty set of tits down there, but he didn't want Nikki to see him doing anything with her. He'd rather try and up his guaranteed hand-job to a no-holds barred furious fuck. The type he imagined her being absolutely rampant at. Dale let his imagination wander as Kellie gently tugged his hand, leading him past the string of onlookers and outside to a wall just out of the streetlight. He felt his hand suddenly warm, realizing for the first time that she'd slid it inside her top. He began to massage her breast gently, working by pure reflex and partly in surprise, making her close her eyes and softly bite her lip. Kellie's dress had ridden up on his arm, exposing her thighs and crotch to the night air, but she was so turned on all she could feel was the hand alternately gripping and squeezing her breasts through her bra. She leaned forward to kiss him, taking his free hand and guiding it down toward her white lace thong... ...but he recoiled. Kellie moved toward him again, more urgently, desperate to kiss him and feel him inside her, but again he shrank back. With that she felt a surge of anger, slapping his hand down and stepping back, letting her dress cover her nimble frame again. 'What's the problem?!' she spat, screwing her face up in distaste 'I thought you wanted me'. Dale stood back, his palms open in conciliation. 'Look I'm sorry ok? I do like you, just not like that. I, er, I like someone else' 'didn't feel like that when you had your hands up my dress' Kellie replied, before her face changed and she moved toward him again. 'Its fine, I don't have to tell anyone...don't tell me you don't want me...' her hands went to his jeans as she started to unbuckle his belt, but he pushed her away again, and without warning she slapped him furiously across the face. He could see her eyes starting to water, but the slap had hurt, and he was in no mood to put up with a crying girl ruining his night. 'I don't want you, I only danced with you because Jessica said it'd get me a hand job. Ok?' Dale turned to leave, before turning and adding viciously 'and Kellie, it really isn't attractive when you put it on a plate'. He turned and stalked off back to the party, leaving Kellie sitting beside the wall and holding back the tears she felt stinging her eyes. Why did it never go how she wanted? She wanted to come back in to Jessica and Nikki, glowing from being the first to fuck Sally's brother. Now she was outside, alone, again, when she should be getting her first fuck in months from the hottest guy at the party. Kellie strode quickly through the crowd, trying to avoid the looks she felt burning into her. It was obvious she'd been crying. She looked away from where Dale has already gathered with his crowd, desperately looking for Nikki. She wanted to tell Nikki what had happened, expose what Jessica had done tonight to humiliate her, make sure Nikki was on her side for when this all came out on Monday. She pushed open the door to the back room, moving quickly past the boxes looking for where she'd stashed her handbag. She'd already grabbed her phone, about to dial home, when she heard the heavy breathing. A smile creased her face. Someone was getting it on in here! She peeked past the nearest stack of chairs, spotting in the gloom a rapidly moving body. Just someone giving themselves a bit of attention? No, there were two distinct bodies there. A moan escaped from one of them, as Kellie heard the unmistakable sound of a well-greased vagina being entered by a finger. Could she walk back out without them spotting her? She didn't really fancy being outed as a voyeur. She decided to wait the couple out. They were moving fast enough that it couldn't last that long, and it would be dynamite gossip if she could see their faces. She leaned back against the wall, making sure she was out of sight, but still able to watch the pair. Guiltily she noticed her own hand had slid up her dress, and was absently tracing the outline of her pussy against the material of her thong. She stopped immediately, letting her dress fall again, but as the panting couple's moans because more audible she found it harder to tear her eyes away, and this time willingly moved her hand up. Why not? She thought, those two are so busy with each other they'll never see her, and she'd already lost out on one chance to get off tonight. With that she slid her fingers inside her underwear, feeling the wetness greet her fingertips as she gently rubbed her clit. She edged forward to get a view of the rutting couple, making out more detail in the dark. She stopped full as she caught a glimpse of heavy swinging pert tits. It was two girls! The one bent over was definitely female, her pussy glistening against the light, and the one behind her was the owner of the fantastic boobs, nipples jutting out and clearly visible. Kellie caught her breath, realizing the immediate scandal value. None of the girls here were confessed lesbians, let alone two of them. Then again it could just be two of Sarah's mates. And against all she'd thought, what they were doing to one another was kinda a turn on. She watched more closely now, rubbing herself harder as she watched the girls move up another notch. She could definitely see a bottle being introduced now, and she imagined the slender neck sliding up her own pussy as she fingered herself, stopping only to pull her thong further down to mid-thigh, giving her easier access. She could feel herself getting closer to climax, and closed her eyes and suppressed a moan that would surely have alerted the now speedily writhing bodies just metres in front of her. She leaned further forward for another view, knowing if they turned they'd now be able to see her, but she trusted to how intently the busty one was licking out the tanned blondes ass, and the blonde having her eyes tight shut as she pushed herself down on the bottle. She heard the blonde emit a loud moan, her whole body tightening and shuddering, and slid another finger inside herself, trying to keep time with them. Then the other one suddenly yanked out the bottle and slid herself into its position. It was Nikki! Kellie's hand again stopped its motion, as she stared in shock. Like everyone she knew Nikki was adventurous, but hadn't expected to ever see it in action. The blonde raised her head as her back arched, and Kellie knew she was coming. And her hand flew back to her clit as she saw Nikki gasping at the fluid streaming out of the blonde's throbbing pussy, trying to angle her mouth to catch it all. It was then that she saw the blonde's face. Jessica. Kellie's eyes flew open, trying to take stock of what she was seeing. She was standing watching Nikki drinking Jessica's cum, as Jessica's pussy twitched and emitted a steady stream of milky fluid. She watched Nikki hungrily drinking it, licking and slicking her tongue all over Jessica's exposed pink cunt, and Jessica moaning gratefully in response. She'd done it again. Jessica had everyone. Everyone wanted her. Tonight Kellie had danced and went outside with the hottest guy at the party. But if this got out its all anyone would be talking about. Once again she'd be passed over and ignored. Kellie stood there silently furious, but could not stop her hand moving between her legs. She was so close now, she just had to cum. She was also, sickeningly, achingly turned on. Jessica was still bucking against Nikki's lips, every drop of her juice gushing out of her, and Kellie stared at the smiling Jessica with hate in her eyes. She furiously frigged her clit with redoubled speed, taking in the sight as Nikki wiped Jessica's cum over her magnificent tits, making them oily and slick, before picking up Jessica's underwear and sliding it back up her long tanned legs. With a final shove, Kellie's knees buckled and she lay back and came, her orgasm making her legs quiver, and she clamped her mouth tight shut so they wouldn't hear her moans of pleasure. Her fingers pumped wetly in and out of her still vibing-pussy, extending the orgasm as she watched Jessica and Nikki kiss and begin to clean themselves up. Jessica was straightening her dress, and Kellie only had time to skate round the corner before she walked past to rejoin the party, her fingers still wedged inside her. She turned back to see Nikki dressing, and slowly pulled her fingers out of her slippery raw hole. She could hear her heartbeat thumping loudly as she pulled up her thong to cover her slick pussy, hauling her dress down and waiting for her breath to return before she rang her mum. She had to get out of there. No way could she face those two tonight, and definitely not when she'd been taking pictures on her phone with her free hand... Happy Birthday Jessica Ch. 03 Something was definitely up, thought Nikki, as she sat at her desk the next day. Her and Jessica had been sitting discussing the night before, the music, the crowd, how wasted everyone had been, just as they did after every night out, only a few glances hinting at what they might not be discussing. Nikki was mid-story of how Dale had cajoled her into blowing him in the toilets, when Kellie swept into the branch. Normally the first to bound over and loudly chip into the banter, she walked straight past while staring straight ahead, and headed down the stairs toward the staff room. Nikki met Jessica's eyes, and nodded. Something definitely was up. Was it because of what had happened between her and Dale? Dale had given Nikki the abridged version of the story, in which Kellie had been drunk and thrown herself at him, and he, ever the gentleman, had let her down nicely and explained he wasn't good enough for her. She prepared her sympathetic expression, ready for the latest story of a guy treating Kellie badly and how she can never find a decent one. 'You fucking slut.' Nikki stopped dead, sure she must have misheard. Kellie was sitting at the comfy chairs, giving her a look of venom she'd never seen. 'What?' she said, smiling and turning to see if there was anyone else there Kellie was speaking to. 'You heard me. You're a fucking slut who cant keep her legs shut. We all knew you were hardly mother-fucking-teresa but do you need to have EVERYONE?' Kellie spat, leaning forward to throw more force behind her hysterical words. Nikki moved forwards, arms outstretched gesturing to get her to lower her voice, as Kellie shook visibly with anger. 'Is this about Dale? Im sorry, I was drunk and he IS hot, I thought you'd already had him' 'No its not about fucking Dale, its about you and little miss fucking perfect up there!' and with that Kellie held up her phone, clearly showing a dripping pussy that was clearly Jessica's and Nikki's face right underneath it, her tongue buried inside the glistening pink folds. Nikki was clearly shocked, her face blanched as she realized not only what this could do to her own reputation, but to Jessica's. Jessica was the golden girl, this would ruin her. 'you...saw us? You were watching us??' Nikki stuttered 'it was just a one-off, we were both drunk, we just kissed and it sort of continued...' Kellie cut her off 'It didn't look like a one-off. And its not as if you were just having a quick snog' She smiled evilly as she pushed the scroll button, showing not just one but a full eleven pictures, each one clearly showing Nikki and Jessica in the most intimate of positions. 'Why did you...' 'take the pictures? I didn't mean to, just like I didn't mean to find my two best friends licking each other out. I came to find you after that pig Dale called me easy' Kellie screwed up her face at the memory, once near cherished and now poisonous 'and that Jessica had told him to dance with me'. Lynsey reached out for the phone, as Kellie whipped it into her pocket. 'Now everyone is going to know what the two of you are really like. Maybe Jessica does this every year on her birthday, her own celebration. How would anyone know?' 'But why would you do that? Were mates!' Nikki said with anguish. She'd always liked Kellie, she couldn't believe she'd ever do something like this. 'Because' said Kellie, her voice low with menace, 'its about fucking time someone else got the spotlight around here'. With that she stood up, and walked out the room without a word, a triumphant smile creeping across her lips, knowing full well that Nikki would rush to catch her up. She did. And with a sinking feeling Nikki auto piloted her way to her desk behind a now broadly smiling Kellie, wondering how far this was going to go... 'what?!' Jessica said, for the fourth time in the conversation. She was shaking nervously at her desk as Nikki quietly brought her up to speed, and she glanced over to Kellie merrily tapping at her keyboard, as if expecting her to announce what she'd seen to the whole branch any second. '...and she said she wouldn't tell anyone, so long as we do it' Nikki said, looking intently at Jessica. 'do what?' Jessica said, tearing her eyes away from Kellies desk and turning back to a pale and frantic Nikki. 'for fuck's sake, are you even listening?!' Nikki nearly shouted, her frustration boiling over. She'd always found Jessica's ditziness attractive, but there was a time and a place to be Miss Dreamy and this really wasn't it. 'She said we have to meet her at lunchtime in the office upstairs, not tell anyone, and were to do everything she says.' 'Why the hell would she say that?' 'I havent a fucking clue but if we don't do it she's going to show everyone, and I don't know about you but id rather not be called Finger-Lickin-Nikki for the rest of my career!' Nikki hissed, before she noted the tears forming in Jessica's eyes as she contemplated her own reputation in ruins. Her parents would disown her. 'ok...' Jessica said quietly, before Nikki reached across and gently squeezed her hand, smiling briefly before getting back to her work. It would be ok. Kellie had been their friend, theres no way she'd do anything bad to them. She was probably just having a laugh. Trying to put the wind up them as an after-birthday trick. She'd probably just saved the photos for Nikki, and had deleted them. Yeah, it'll all be fine she decided, with as much conviction as she could muster, and she went back to her own work, feeling a surge of nerves as the clock ticked by toward lunchtime. 'Right, now were all here' Kellie smiled, as Jessica entered the room. Nikki was already sitting on one of the chairs, while Kellie said on the other side of the desk. Nobody used the upstairs offices anymore, but Kellie had kept the lights off just in case, contributing to the already tense atmosphere. Jessica sat meekly beside Nikki, as Kellie held up her phone. 'Just in case you thought I was kidding' 'Kellie, why are you...' Jessica began, but was cut off as Kellie broke in, smiling all the way 'Jessica, you've always been number one, you still are for everyone. And I've had to watch you go home with guys IVE wanted, and now you've taken my best friend away. Is it not a bit karmic that now you might have to pay for it?' Jessica looked sullenly at the floor, knowing from her tone and the look on her face that pleading with Kellie was useless. Nikki stared defiantly ahead. She wasn't going to be made to apologise by Kellie or anyone. 'Right' said Kellie, looking at her watch 'should we get started' 'With what?' said Jessica She felt the bottom drop out of her stomach as she watched Kellie take off her cardigan, and start to unbutton the first four buttons on her shirt. 'You two are going to fuck each other, and Im going to watch' 'w-what?' 'Look, its pretty simple' Kellie said, looking at Jessica with utter disdain, 'If you don't do what I say, this text goes to your mum. So I suggest you both start undressing. You've got fifty-five minutes left' Jessica looked to Nikki and took off her purple cardigan, lifting up her t-shirt til she was sitting in her bra. Nikki began undoing her shirt, while Kellie reclined in her chair and lazily played her fingers inside her open shirt, rubbing over her bra and her rapidly-hardening nipples. She was absurdly wet, having been planning this moment all morning in her mind, ignoring the anxious looks from her two erstwhile best friends and enjoying the power she now had over them. She slid a hand down to her trousers, and undid the zip, smelling the scent of her wet pussy coming from her wet thong. A quick rub was enough to make her shudder in antipation. Nikki and Jessica sat in their underwear, unsure of the next move. Last night they'd both been fuelled with alcohol and lust, but this was wrong, all wrong. Kellie sighed heavily. 'Come on, you didn't need direction last night. Jessica, just start fucking sucking her nipples. And Nikki, I think its time you had some fingers up you don't you?'. She smirked as Nikki undid her bra, her 38E tits tumbling out into Jessica's waiting shaking hands. Jessica fastened her lips to the nipple, taking deep sucks of one and then the other, while Nikki reached down inside her pants to find herself already sickeningly wet. She closed her eyes as she slowly pushed one finger inside her, before she found her hand grabbed, her eyes bolting open as Kellie unfolded three of her fingers, before rudely pushing them back down to her underwear. Nikki gritted her teeth as she pushed the three in, feeling her pussy stretch against the sudden intrustion. Kellie sat back down as she took in the sight, rubbing her own soaking crotch and putting her free hand inside her bra to tweak her sweet pink nipples. She closed her eyes as she felt the excitement building within her, bringing her close to coming for the fourth time that day. She squeezed her thighs together to suppress it, opening her eyes just in time to see Jessica reach across the table to the phone. 'Uh uh uh!' she said, standing up and letting her trousers fall to the floor in her haste, before she slapped Jessica full in the face. 'don't you get it? I've got you. Now try that again and I'm hitting 'send'. Jessica nodded as she moved back toward Nikki, before she felt Kellie's restraining hand on her shoulder. She turned to face her tormentor, face still glowing from the unexpected slap. 'See, I don't think you do get it' Kellie said, as she moved her hand to the back of Jessica's head, and began to guide it toward her own crotch. Jessica shook her head to move away, but Kellies grip had become iron and she found her face pressed hard against Kellie's soaking thong. Kellie began to grind her hips against Jessica's face, rubbing herself against it, covering it in her juice. Jessica tentatively stuck her tongue out to brush against Kellie's lips, to give her what she thought she wanted, and was rewarded with another fierce slap. 'You fucking lezzer bitch, you just cant help yourself can you?' Kellie laughed, looking down at the beautiful face stained with her pussy juice 'As if Id want your girlfriends sloppy seconds!' Kellie beckoned to Nikki, still sat legs akimbo in the chair, still playing with her pussy while she watched Jessica being humiliated, to come closer. As she did Kellie reached down and ripped down Nikki's thong, leaving her completely exposed. 'Now bend over. I think your girlfriend fancies a taste of some arsehole'. Nikki knelt on the floor and bent over as instructed, splaying herself open while Kellie urged Jessica toward her. 'Please Kellie! Please!' Jessica pleaded, while Kellie grabbed her jaw and thrust her toward Nikki's arse, forcing her lips to it and telling her that unless her tongue was wedged inside in the next ten seconds, mummy would find out what her precious girl did on her birthday. Tears streaking her face, Jessica did as commanded, and Nikki began to squirm as she felt Jessica's tongue entering her. She couldn't help it. Nikki reached behind herself, and began to frig her clit hard. Ass-play was always something that got her off, and now she found herself bucking her hips back, to ride the tongue that had been forced inside her puckered hole. Kellie sat down again to watch the scene, golden-girl Jessica forced to eat out Nikki's arse while her own juice was smeared down her face. She glanced down at her watch. Only ten minutes left. Time really did fly when you were having fun. She slid four fingers easily inside her soaking cunt, frigging and wanking herself furiously while she watched Nikki romping toward climax too. She felt her pussy tighten, and her juice gushed out in short gasps as her orgasm ripped through her, noting with pleasure as Nikki came at the same time, her cum splashing onto Jessica's face, as Jessica shut her eyes and kept licking. Kellie leaned back and moaned, her breaths shallow and sharp as the climax she's been nursing all day pulsed through her. She licked her fingers clean with satisfaction, and began to get dressed. Neither Nikki or Jessica dared stop for fear of what she would do, and Nikki felt herself embarrassingly close to her second orgasm. Jessica's own underwear was soaking wet, while her body shook from what she had been forced to do. She felt sickened at the thought of getting wet over her own distress, but carried on licking and probing Nikki with her tongue. 'Right that's enough' Kellie said suddenly. She was standing fully-dressed in the doorway, looking immaculate and showing no sign of what she had spent her lunchtime doing. Jessica withdrew her tongue, feeling Nikki shudder as she did so, and in a croaky voice asked Kellie 'so you'll delete the pictures?' Kellie burst out laughing. 'Why the fuck would I do that? I've just made everyones little favourite lick out another girls arsehole. Think I'm giving that up?' Jessica slumped on the floor, tears beading from her eyes as she realized it wasn't over. Nikki stared at Kellie with hate, being replied to with a smirk as Kellie walked out the office and down the stairs. She looked over to a frail, crying Jessica, and went to hug her. Jessica collapsed into her arms, sobbing quietly, as Nikki swore they'd get even... Happy Birthday Jessica Ch. 04 It was two weeks later, and a fun two weeks at that, Kellie thought as she showered. Her hands slid down her body to her red and raw pussy, a physical reminder of just how many times she'd gotten off lately. She'd gone from a single vibrator-induced orgasm a day to averaging four or five at least, and not all on her own. Power really was an aphrodisiac. For two straight-weeks she'd had Jessica and Nikki dancing to her tune, and she'd loved every second of it. She sighed as her clit engorged, remembering how she'd forced Jessica to give a homeless man a blowjob, watching her shock turn to resignation as she'd realised she wasn't joking, and the humiliation forced on her as she'd fastened her lips around his meaty disgusting cock. She thought she'd orgasm right then as he put his filthy hands on Jessica's beautiful hair, and forced her lips head down on him as he came, giving her no chance to avoid taking his cum in her mouth. And she remembered with pleasure seeing Jessica gag and turn to spit it out, and how with a shake of her head she'd forced Jessica to swallow every drop. 'Mmmm that was good' Kellie thought, as she leaned back against the shower wall, her nipples hardening between her fingers, forgetting yet again that she was supposed to be getting ready for work. She'd been late four times this week, and each time it had been exactly this that had slowed her down. But she couldn't help it. Yesterday it had been the memory of how she made Nikki eat her out three times in a day, Kellie twitching her fingers inside herself to simulate Nikki's tongue, remembering her barely controlled anger as she'd realised Kellie wanted her to go again, and again. And to top it all off, she had a new boyfriend. Yes, the 'suffering singleton' had got herself a man. Admittedly he wasn't the footballer she'd prefer to be dating, but he wasn't unattractive, and he was always up for a fuck. Two weeks ago she'd never have settled for him. But then one day on the train home it had just sort of happened. She'd noticed him watching her as she got on, and he kept watching her as she sat down. He wasn't particularly tall, about 5 8", and he wasn't great looking, but there was something in the way he watched her. Guys hardly ever looked at her that way. And it had been a while since her last time. Fuck it. She turned her head and caught his eye, before giving him a slight smile and looking away again. He smiled back, still looking intently at her. She moved in her chair, grinding her hips against it and already feeling herself starting to moisten. Leaning forward she pretended to fish for her phone in her bag, giving him a direct view down her open shirt, her breasts straining against her white bra. She continued fishing, but looked up, catching his smile again as he stared. She held his gaze before standing up to put her bag above the chair, stretching to expose her midriff, before oops! Her phone fell on the floor. Crouching down to pick it up, she felt air on her back and knew fine well he could see her white thong riding above her waistband. She was glad she'd worn her sexier ones today. Ten minutes later, and that thong was halfway down her thighs, the thin sliver of material pinching against her flesh as he fucked her hard against a wall. It hadn't taken much to entice him, and once he'd seen her standing there with her trousers already at her knees he'd taken the initiative quite quick. Kellie spread her legs wide and beckoned him deeper inside her, enjoying the feeling of being ridden hard against the wall, the cold abrasive stone contrasting nicely with the warm cock entering her. He nuzzled hard against her neck, his hands gripping her thighs and steadying himself while he pumped, groaning and then arching his back as he came. She closed her eyes and sighed as he pulled out of her, leaving a slick trail of cum dripping from her pussy. She reached down to pull up her underwear, feeling it start to pool against the material. One card with her number on later and she had a boyfriend. Definitely an eventful two weeks. An awful two weeks, Jessica reflected bitterly. She sat meekly on the bus, her once smiley demeanour buried under layers of worry. She used to enjoy the journey to work, wondering what the day would bring, but since her birthday everything had just gone so wrong. She'd even started applying for other jobs, at least if the truth came out then she wouldn't need to see it played out on everyone's face. But it wasn't the humiliation of being at someone elses beck and call, or having to perform with Nikki every time it was requested, or even having to go down on that homeless guy, that hurt the most. It was the betrayal. Her and Kellie were friends, and good friends she thought. She'd certainly never have expected her of being capable of any of this. And going home day by day expecting to find her stuff packed on the doorstep and a shocked crying mum wouldn't help at all, as Kellie never ceased to remind her. She walked in the door listlessly, wondering what fresh hell was going to be provided. Nikki spotted her going to the staff room and followed after her. 'Jess, are you-' 'christ's sake Nikki I haven't even put my jacket down! What is it today? Are you going to do my arse while she watches again? Have you eat me while she frigs herself in my face? Well she can fuck off. Im not doing it. Never again. Im past caring!' Jessica threw her bag onto the chair and slumped down, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. 'Aww Jessica!' Nikki sat beside her and hugged her, her heart bursting for her friends distress. She'd felt so guilty since that night, feeling that if she hadn't given in to her attraction none of this would have happened. But today the guilt was mixed with a feeling that had eluded her for two weeks -- hope. 'Shhhh...dont worry babe, you wont need to do it again, neither of us will. I'm going to sort it' Jessica looked up and saw the smile on Nikki's face, and the confidence her smile had brought some light to her eyes. 'what are you going to do?' Nikki smiled again and cuddled her friend. 'Have you heard about Kellie's new boyfriend...?' 'Haha you could've told me she was THAT gagging for it!' Craig laughed as he chatted with Nikki. She playfully punched his shoulder at his crudity before taking a sip from her pint. She hadn't seen him for a week, but was eager to hear how his latest conquest was going. 'So its going well then?' she asked, looking her long-time friend up and down. She knew he was a sex fiend but if he got too into her he could ruin the whole thing. 'if by 'well' you mean my cock hurts, then yeah. Wish you'd hooked us up sooner Nik!' 'you aren't hooking up with her Craig, it's just sex remember?' 'Yeah I know I know, but you can't blame me for enjoying myself' Craig smirked, checking his phone as it vibrated for the fourth time in as many minutes. Kellie again. She wanted to meet that night. He showed the text to Nikki and she laughed out loud. 'She really is loving it! Maybe you should give her a night off? Absence makes the heart grow fonder...' 'Fuck my heart, everytime we meet up she wants it harder and faster! And there's something just so dirty about shooting in her face-' Nikki punched his shoulder again. 'Ewww! No need to get graphic! Just don't go falling for her now...' 'ha! No chance. She's tight enough but she's got no chat. Anyway, time for another' Craig gestured to his empty glass and made his way toward the bar. Nikki blanched at his 'tight' remark. Craig was an ok friend but sometimes he was such a crude bastard. But for her plan there really couldn't be anyone better suited, he'd have fucked a balloon if someone had drawn a face on it. She reached across the table for his phone, rapidly scrolling for his inbox. A good ten texts from Kellie, as well as a good few pictures of a pussy she'd come to know a bit too well lately. 'not for much longer' she thought to herself, as she rapidly typed out a text and hit 'send'. She replaced the phone and greeted Craig as he returned with the drinks, and their conversation veered off to Big Brother and gossip. Kellie lay back on the desk in the upstairs office. She'd had another good day, the highlight of which had been forcing Jessica to expose her pussy to five different customers. 'They'd definitely be giving her a high rating for her service' she thought to herself, replaying the image in her mind of sweet innocent Jessica asking the customers to pick up her pen, then spreading her legs and pulling her underwear to one side to flash them as they went under the table. Each and every one had looked shocked, with two bumping their heads and another reaching forward to touch her before she moved her chair away. Kellie smiled to herself, patting herself on the back for coming up with new ways to humiliate the golden girl. Next time she'd ask Nikki to finger herself with her pen and leave it for her customers to use. And to crown her good day, she'd got a text from Craig wanting to meet after work. They usually fucked at her place, or in the park, or his car or hers, but after hours at work was a new one. Luckily she had keys and knew the alarm codes, so it was fine. She had already taken her trousers and cardigan off and was lying spread across the desk in her silver bra and thong, with her legs apart, ready for him. The lights were off so as not to arouse the suspicion of the cleaners, but to be honest she was so horny right now that if the fit one wanted to come in and fuck her she wouldn't stop him. The thought alone was getting her wet, and it was hard for her not to reach down and start working herself. But the text had been clear, underwear, legs spread, lights off and wait. She shuddered as she heard footsteps on the stairs, and felt the breeze as the door opened. An appreciative 'mmm' rang out, and she felt hands run up her leg and along her waist. She was soaking with anticipation, and was sure he'd be able to smell it even if he couldn't see it. His hands caressed her body, softly rubbing her pale skin and working up to her bra, before squeezing her tits, softly at first and then harder and more urgently. She raised herself up on her arms to kiss him, but instead felt her scarf being wrapped around her eyes. 'kinky!' she exclaimed, laughing slightly. She could smell Craig's aftershave and reached out to kiss him, but he pressed her back down to the desk and the sudden brightening showed he's flicked the lights on. Kellie felt exposed and reached to cover herself, but again he pressed her down to the desk and replaced her hands at her sides, the comforting rubbing of his hands settling her down. She felt the stubble of his chin against her thigh, and sighed deeply as her underwear was pulled aside, her pink pussy lips moist and tingling at the breeze. Without warning she felt his tongue inside her, pushing apart the folds and lapping at her walls, and he fastened his lips to hers and kissed her pussy, drinking in her taste. The probing tongue moved up to her clit, and her thighs twitched as he began flicking it, the working tongue stimulating her strongly and making her breaths quicken. Kellie began to moan and moved her hands to squeeze her tits as the tongue worked inside her, and she arched her back and came, her hands reaching down to his head and pushing against him, not wanting him to stop. He pushed back against her and withdrew his tongue quickly, Kellie letting out a moan of disappointment, and then of pleasure again as he fastened his moist lips to her nipple, undoing her bra and dropping it on the floor as he did. He rubbed his hands up and down her sides before moving them down to her thong, and manoeuvered it down her thighs and down her ankles. She felt his lips brush hers and she kissed him deeply, enjoying this moment of intimacy that she and Craig normally didn't share. He seemed far more loving tonight but she figured it was only a matter of time before he wanted more than just sex. He responded to her kiss with a stifled moan, and she felt him reach down to undo his trousers. She reached down to feel his throbbing cock through his boxers, and rubbed it as he undressed. Again he pushed her hands up and back to her sides, and Kellie moaned as she felt the tip of his cock pushed against her pussy lips. He rubbed it up and down her lips, slicking it in her juice, before he positioned it against her opening and began to push it slowly inside her. She bit her lip and moaned hard, feeling every inch of it as it went inside her, stretching her tight pussy much more than usual. He withdrew sharply, making her back arch as she tried in vain to keep his cock inside her, and then she relaxed as he filled her again, feeling his balls nestled against her thighs with every inch inside her. He began to slide in and out of her, always with the same full strokes, but gradually speeding up. She felt her pussy quiver and tighten and begged him to kiss her, but he kept the same relentless strokes, and she felt the pressure begin to build in her clit. She wanted to kiss him, to show him how he'd pleased her, but he was still pounding her, sliding deep into her and right out again, and getting faster with every stroke. Kellie used her elbows to push herself down the desk, wanting him deeper inside her, and he moaned louder than before. She knew he was close, she could feel his pulsing cock and full balls bouncing off her, desperate to unload inside her. She reached up and grabbed his neck, pulling him to her and kissing him deeply and passionately, feeling her pussy tighten for the second time in as many minutes, knowing he was going to make her cum again. 'oh god Kellie...' he moaned, and her body jerked sharply. That wasn't Craig's voice! She reached up to remove the scarf but he held her tightly to him. She also found her body was betraying her, she couldn't fight the urge beginning to build inside her. She had to cum. So did he. He kissed her wetly as he went into overdrive, slamming his cock inside her faster and faster, and she couldn't help but kiss him back. They both moaned loudly as she felt him burst inside her, thick spurts of semen that quickly began to run out of her throbbing pussy and onto the desk. She arched her back as her second orgasm washed over her, and lay panting on the desk as he withdrew his dripping cock. She was almost afraid to remove the blindfold, but as she did the lights went out and the door opened and closed. She sat up quickly, trying to glimpse the back of her most recent lover. Had it actually been the cleaner? But if so where the fuck was Craig? If it had been the cleaner she might need to stay late a few more times...She sighed heavily, exhausted by what had turned out to be a fantastic fuck. 'So who the hell had it been?' Kellie pondered as she sat at her desk the next day. She'd been thinking the same thought over and over since last night. It had to either be one of the branch staff, or someone who knew she'd be there. And the only person who'd known she'd be there was Craig, and it definitely hadn't been him. Even if he hadn't spoken and revealed it, she'd felt the difference. Whoever had fucked her had touched her so gently but firmly, kissed her so sweetly but passionately, that she'd actually felt affection as well as lust. But from whom? The Assistant Manager? Well she'd always thought he secretly had a thing for her, despite having a girlfriend of 3 years. The Customer Manager? Tariq was always giving all the girls the come-on on nights out, but she'd always imagined him being a love 'em and leave 'em kind of guy. Well, pound them and leave them. She looked around the branch for the umpteenth time, trying to catch the various eyes of several suspects, but so far no-one was giving anything away. No matter, whoever it was was bound to let themselves known, or at the very least come over and arrange a replay. She looked down at her watch. 13.15. a whole 15 mins of playtime with Nikki and Jessica gone already. Kellie reached her hand under her desk and quickly rubbed it along her inner thigh and over her crotch. Normally she'd be moistening already, but today she decided, she'd give them a day off. Therefore it was with some surprise that she spotted Nikki making her way steadfastly toward her desk. Did she really have her so trained that she just expected it? 'Look, Nik...' 'come on Kellie, no lunchtime fun today?' Nikki said, her words belied by her stance like a coiled spring, her eyes blazing defiance. 'Now now, no need to be sarky, I've decided to give you guys a day off-' Kellie began, sitting back magnanimously before Nikki cut in 'Fuck your day off. Were going upstairs now' Nikki reached over and grabbed Kellie by the wrist, making her recoil in shock. She rallied quickly, pulling her mobile out of her pocket and waving it in Nikki's face. But instead of backing down, Nikki produced a digicam from her own pocket. 'I think thats trumps don't you?' Kellie blanched with shock, her pale skin turning paler by the second as she took in the implications. Meekly she turned and walked toward the staircase, Nikki following behind and giving a thumbs-up to Jessica, who smiled and looked back to her work. By the time they reached the office Kellie had rallied again. She hadn't gone this far without having some brass to back it up. Besides, what could Nikki have on there? Footage of her getting off watching them do her bidding? They'd be on it too, there's no way they could show anyone. A fact she made clear to Nikki as soon as they were in the door. 'Kellie, lets just watch the tape shall we? Oh, and have you heard from Craig today?' 'How do you know Craig? 'Lets just watch the tape' Twenty minutes later, and Kellie was in tears. She'd just seen the door close in the video, but this time she hadn't been vainly glimpsing a retreating back. This time she'd seen the whole thing. Seen herself lying back on the desk half naked, seen herself touched, licked, kissed and then fucked. Seen herself biting her own lip in pleasure as a still pulsing cock had been withdrawn from her, a string of cum still connecting their bodies until it collapsed into the steady stream beginning to leak out of her. And seen that the guy it belonged to, a guy she hated. Andrew had always had a thing for Kellie, since his first day in the branch. Everyone had known about it, the fact that you talk to everyone one way and one single girl a different way was, well, a bit of a giveaway. In the beginning they had got along well, but despite all his best intentions, something had gone badly wrong. Suddenly they'd gone from talking every day to short petulant exchanges. Nikki had quickly found out what had gone on, and far from the juicy gossip it could have provided, it had its roots in simple jealousy. Kellie would never date Andrew because he wasn't the footballing-ultra-popular guy she wanted to be seen with, and every time she'd flirted with one of the other guys he'd got more and more wound up. The one day he'd had enough, and tried to out her as a vampish status-seeker on a night out. And she'd hated him ever since. Forgive and forget was not in her vocabulary. So of course, when Nikki had come up with her plan, who better to donate a free fuck of Kellie to? She needed someone who'd definitely be up for it, who could carry it through, and who could provide the leverage she wanted. She could have tried to use one of the managers, but they'd have wanted to know why she was doing this to her friend, and the less people involved in this the better. And to be honest, she didn't want someone who would just use Kellie. Ridiculous though she thought it was, Nikki still remembered Kellie complaining of how guys used her. Despite all she'd done, if she could give her a night of being treated gently, of being worshipped, maybe it'd give her something nice to remember. Of course she hadn't told Andrew any of this. The version he'd got was that Kellie had decided to forgive him, and was offering him a 'one night only' so long as he followed the rules. He was to come in and blindfold her, and was to have left before the blindfold came off. And was NOT to talk. But after viewing the tape a few times, Nikki could forgive him that. After all, who wouldn't have wanted to say something when shagging someone they love? Happy Birthday Jessica Ch. 04 'How could you...of all people, why the fuck did it have to be him??' Kellie said through her tears. She sat hunched over in the chair, head in her hands. Nikki's heart went out to her, but she had to make sure this was finished. 'Because if I show anyone this tape, your credibility is fucked. How often have you told everyone how much you hate him? You ask people not to invite him to things. You screw your face up at the mention of his name. Yet to the casual observer, you look like you're definitely enjoying being fucked by him' Kellie looked up at this, but denial was useless. She felt sickened at what she'd done, but there was no denying the pleasure on her face that was etched on the screen. 'Were done. You're going to ask to move branch, because you need a fresh challenge. And you're going to delete those pictures of me and Jessica. Every copy you have. And in return I'll let you wipe this video yourself. You can wipe it just like you wiped his cum off your thighs.' Kellie stood to leave. There was no way she was seeing this day out, she'd ask to go home sick. After the day she'd had it wasn't far wrong. But before she reached the door Nikki reached out to her 'Kellie, we were once pals, and as pals Im going to say this to you. In that video, you were happy. You were enjoying yourself. To be honest, it was hot as fuck watching it. You might have been a complete bitch to me and Jess but that doesn't mean we don't want you to be happy' 'maybe someone who can make you happy is worth giving a chance to' Two months later, and this time it was Jessica having difficulty showering. But then showering with company was always tricky. Not that either her or Nikki would ever call it that. 'Nik, stop it, weve got to be at work for 9, weve got the new systems coming in!' Jessica squealed, squirming as she felt slippery fingers reached deftly for her clit for the third time in as many minutes. 'Stop what?' Nikki grinned, her twitching fingers expertly working Jessica. 'stop that?' she asked, before sliding two into her already well-lubed slit. Jessica's legs buckled underneath her and she leant onto the cubicle wall. 'Well why the fuck not?' she thought, and pushed herself back onto Nikki's fingers, feeling them stretch her open. Nikki moaned in delight as she found Jessica yet again a willing accomplice, her free hand straying down to work her own clit as she twitched her wrist, her fingers turning inside Jessica's tightening hole and making her shudder on the end of them. Nikki moved closer to Jessica, standing directly behind her and pressing their bodies together, sliding her fingers out of Jessica's gasping pussy and running them slickly up her body, rubbing and squeezing her tits as she worked herself furiously. Jessica moaned as Nikki nuzzled her neck, and then turned and pushed her away, lowering herself to her knees and then stretching out her hands, beckoning Nikki back. She barely needed any persuasion, and within a second Jessica's tongue was lapping at Nikki's pussy, working between the folds and probing the hole within, her hands gripping Nikki's arse and pulling her closer, edging her tongue in deeper. Nikki moaned and began to pant loudly, her thighs wrapped tight around Jessica's head, Jessica's wet blonde hair clinging to her face as she worked Nikki's pussy expertly. Nikki's arms shot out to the sides and grabbed the cubicle as she felt her orgasm build, and then rip through her pussy, her whole body quivering as Jessica lapped at her over and over. Gradually she released the grip of her thighs and Jessica looked up at her with a cheeky smile, before Nikki pulled her to her feet and kissed her deeply, before grabbing the showerhead to rinse her off. They really were late, and Jessica's turn would come later. Nikki stepped out to get breakfast made as Jessica finished her shower. She munched a bit of toast in the kitchen while listening to the radio and running water. Since her and Jess had moved in together, every morning had begun this way, and she never, ever, tired of it. Suddenly the water turned off. 'Oh did you hear?' 'Hear what?' 'Apparently Kellie's pregnant...' Happy Birthday Jessica Ch. 05 'Oh come on! I can't be the only one who's done that!' Sally laughed, pretending shame. She surveyed the shocked faces with satisfaction, having just 'won' yet another round of 'I have never'. She'd 'won' the last three rounds in a row, by being the only one to have fucked her boss in every job she'd had, the only one to have fucked a taxi driver rather than paying the fare (although she claimed she'd had the money, and just wanted to) and the only one to have had her first orgasm on a family holiday, while riding a mechanical bull. The rest of the group laughed dutifully, trading glances. Sally was always out to shock, and when she'd suggest playing 'I have never' they had known it'd end up this way. It was like the time she'd bragged about fucking four security guards to get into a Lady Gaga concert. But how much of it was truth? Nikki had once jokingly filled out an application form for Sally to get on 'Ladette to Lady' and sent it to her, and Sally had stopped speaking to her for two weeks. 'Whose turn is it?' Sally said, leaning forward to grab the neck of another bottle of wine. The gang had gone through eight bottles already, but tonight wasn't turning into the drunken debauch she'd hoped for. She nudged the bottle toward Kellie, who reached for it gratefully. Nikki reached over to guide the bottle away from Kellie, who held onto it with an angry pout before pouring herself a large glass. She'd been drinking quite a lot lately, and while it was understandable Nikki was worried about her. She caught Jessica's eye and nodded at the bottle, which Jessica then made a drunken fumbling grab for. 'That's my girl' thought Nikki approvingly. She knew Jessica wasn't that drunk, not yet, but by pretending to be she could get the bottle away. Kellie had expected animosity when she'd returned to Nikki and Jess's branch, a mere five months after she'd left, but they'd been really sweet to her, and while they could never recapture the innocence of their first friendship, they'd patched up quite well. 'Jessica's turn!' Sally shouted, and all eyes locked onto Jessica, who eyes darted from side to side. It wasn't that she was a prude, but there was no way she could beat any of Sally's, and if she had one that could she definitely wouldn't tell anyone! 'I havvvvee...' the group waited expectantly, Sally on tenterhooks with her arm almost already raised to say she'd done whatever it is. 'I havvvve...never been as in love with someone as I am right now' Jessica smiled, taking a drink and looking shyly at the table. Nikki beamed and got up to hug Jessica, to a chorus of 'awwww's' from the rest of the guys. Sally rolled her eyes and poured another drink, already thinking about what her next one should be. She looked up as she heard the raucous cheers. Nikki and Jessica were kissing again. Its not that she minded them dating, they were both her friends, but wasn't it about time another couple took the spotlight? That gave her an idea. 'I have neverrrr...fucked Graeme in the staff room after last Wednesdays outbound calling...' Sally closed her eyes and drank as the silence descended. Just as suddenly she was surrounded by a cacophony of questions 'what happened-' 'where did you-' 'why did you-' 'I was horny and he was there, why not?' she smiled defiantly, amused at the fuss she had created. 'But jees Sally, why would you? He's such a sleazeball!' Jessica laughed, shocked at Sally's latest reveal. Sally leaned back and finished her glass, and began to tell the story. What nobody had noticed was the Sally hadn't been the only one to take a drink at that one... To be fair, Kellie shouldn't really have drunk on that one. She'd just wanted a drink. And she hadn't fucked Graeme in the staff room on Wednesday. It had been on Monday. Jessica wasn't wrong when she'd described him as a sleazeball. Everyone knew who he was, or had heard of him, but it was only since he'd come to their branch that they'd got an upfront and personal insight into who Graeme Johnson was. The cockiness, the loud brashness, and above all the predatory way he approached anything female, had not been even slightly understated. He also had a nose for vulnerability. So of course when Kellie had come into work on Monday, late, her uniform stuffed in her bag, still wearing last night's clothes and reeking of alcohol, he'd found an excuse to take his break and followed her downstairs. 'Woah ho ho! Looking good there Kellie! Is the homeless alky look in this month?' he joked, noting her wince as his remark struck home. He was convinced his insulting comments came off as the height of wit and charm, and his smirk as he sidled towards her reflected this. Kellie stood over the sink, fighting the urge to puke as last night's drink repeated on her. She poured a glass of water and necked two Nurofen, before walking through to the staff room to drop off her bag, Graeme's eyes following her as she went. 'I was only kidding you know, you look great. Better than great actually. Bet you pulled last night eh!' Graeme leered. Kellie blushed, smoothing down her black rumpled dress. 'It was a good night...' she said, before turning and raking further in her bag. 'oho thats a yes! You dirty mare! Did you stay at his? Or maybe theirs?' Graeme fished, enjoying her reaction. He moved closer, looking her up and down. 'I'm not going to tell you Graeme' Kellie carried on looking in her bag, hoping she'd packed her shirt. 'C'mon not even a little? I could always guess a bit n you tell me if I'm right' Kellie didn't reply. 'did you shag someone? Come on, I always tell everyone about what I get up to on nights out. Did you?' He moved closer, and she stiffened as she heard his tone change from bright and jokey to questioning, demanding, and felt him close behind her. 'did you...?' he breathed in her ear, and she felt his hands suddenly on the back of her knees, sliding upwards. Her mouth went dry. 'C'mon Kellie its not like there's anyone here to hear...' he whispered. 'did you?' She sighed, and gave him what he wanted. '...yes' 'was it good...?' his hands were rubbing the back of her thighs, tracing their way up to her arse before squeezing it tightly. '...yes' she whispered. 'mmm that is so hot...' Graeme grunted, his hand moving below the cleft of her bum and in between her thighs, feeling the satin material that separated her pussy from his searching fingers, and pulling it tight against her. 'did you make him use a condom?...' he breathed huskily, roughly grabbing her, grinding her underwear against her slit. He was rewarded with a spurt of moistness that wet the material. Kellie breathed in sharply as she felt his fingers enter her. Her arms flew down to his to prise him away but he maintained his grip, working his fingers inside her pussy. Her body was betraying her. 'did you?' Kellie closed her eyes and her hands went limp. '...no' 'mmm' Graeme moaned, relaxing his grip and withdrawing his fingers, rubbing her underwear against her pussy. He moved his other hand up the inside of her dress and began squeezing her left breast inside her bra roughly, manipulating her body. '...do you want me to?' Graeme squeezed and ground her breast against her, feeling the nipple stiff and hard within the cup, straining against the material. He reached down with his free hand and undid his belt, scrabbling at his zip before hoisting down his trousers. He pulled out his cock and lifted her dress, before nudging it toward her still-covered pussy, appreciatively feeling for her again and finding her underwear thoroughly wet. 'do you?' He pulled her underwear to the side and positioned his cock at her dripping opening. He nudged it against her, slicking the tip in her wetness, causing her to gasp as her thighs automatically parted expectantly. '...do you want me to?' he moved his palm to her clit, and began strumming it hard. '...do you?' Kellie exhaled and gave up. '...no' With that he pushed her body forward against the chair, and entered her. She gasped as he pushed inside her, pulling her back against him to deliver short sharp thrusts. He grabbed her hair and yanked at it, making her yelp as he pumped into her. 'Mmmm Kellie...' 'Fuck you are such a slut Kellie! mmmm such a nasty little whore' he said in her ear in between thrusts, taunting her. 'tell me you want it in you' Kellie arched her back and pushed back against him, taking him deeper, but said nothing. 'you fucking want my cum deep in you with that other guys mmm don't you...tell me, come on you slut' Kellies eyes were closed as he rode her, her face grimacing as she felt his nails dig into her shoulders, the pain balancing against the pleasure. '...I want it' 'want what?' 'I want your cum in me' 'again' 'I want it in me now' 'more' Kellies eyes were tightly closed. She grimaced again. 'I want it in there mixed with last night's guy, and the one from the night before...I want it right in me...I want to sit at my desk and feel you drip out of me' Graeme grunted, and pinned her forward against the chair, gripping her thighs tightly as he pumped. She felt his coffee-and-cornflakes breath on her neck and struggled not to gag, and felt the hot onrush of his cum as he spurted inside her. She hung limply in his arms as finished jerking his cock into her and then felt him withdraw, he roughly pulling her underwear back into position and giving her pussy one final rub, grinning to himself as he felt the heat of his cum slicking her already soaked thong. 'Hope you don't get up the duff' he said as he tucked his cock back into his boxers, zipped up his trousers and then slapped her arse for good measure, before making his way back upstairs. Kellie straightened her dress and sighed, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror before walking through to the toilets, to get ready for another day. Kellie finished off her wine, and replaced the glass on the table. Sally was still finishing her story, every part told in lurid detail, sitting back in her chair and gleefully simulating the humping Graeme had given her. The rest of the girls laughed, while Kellie stared at the bottom of her empty glass, before looking around for the wine bottle. Nikki saw the move, and countered it. 'I think its Kellies turn!' Everyone turned to look at Kellie, who blushed and looked at the table, as Nikki smiled at her, doing her best to keep her included. 'I've never...uh...' 'Party-foul! Hesitation!' Sally roared, before pushing her own half-full wine glass toward Kellie and insisting she down it. Kellie reached for the glass, happy to have an out for this round, causing a frown to crease Nikki's normally happy features. That wasn't what she had intended. But she couldn't intervene, Kellie had told her she didn't want to be treated any different. And the last time she'd tried it hadn't gone well. 'Have you seen Kellie?' Nikki asked Jessica, some three weeks previously. The club was packed, the music pounding, and Jessica had to lean in close to hear her other half. They were both pretty pissed, and as Jessica leaned in Nikki leaned forward too, and their lips brushed past each other. They both leaned back and smiled, the almost-kiss still generating that same electricity it had the first night they'd hooked up. 'She said she wanted some air of something' Jessica said, gyrating her hips to the music and looking seductively toward Nikki, earning Nikki the jealous hatred of all the guys around them. Her dress was so short it was practically a t-shirt, and every time she bent forward twenty sets of eyes followed its hem and hoped for a glimpse of her underwear, or better still, the absence of it. 'Has she seemed weird to you this week?' Nikki said, unwilling to let her desires get the better of her, at least not yet. 'I dunno, what counts as weird for her?' Jessica joked, before catching Nikki's expression '-ok ok sorry, we're all forgiven and its all fine and nevereverever shall we talk about it...' Jessica drunkenly laughed, leaning forward happily to plant a kiss on her lover's cheek, before whirling off to the centre of the dancefloor, owning it like she always did. Nikki watched her from the bar, before downing her drink and heading outside. She glanced up the road, looking for Kellie, before trying her mobile. The familiar tones of 'Fire Burning' began to ring out tinnily in the distance, and as Nikki followed it she found it led down a side street. She hoped Kellie wasn't being sick, she'd been off ill last week and hadn't looked herself at all this week. And she had been knocking back the Jagerbombs like no tomorrow earlier. The mobile cut off and went to answer machine. Nikki rang it again, but this time it only rang twice before it cut out, and she heard 'turn that shite aff!' and drunken laughing from a doorway further down the road. She'd found Kellie, and actually wished she had been being sick. Instead she was surrounded by three guys, one of whom was currently fucking her, her arms hanging by her sides, skirt at her waist, eyes closed and pinned against the doorway. One of the others was busy taking pictures on his phone and laughing, while the other she could dimly discern was tucking his flaccid cock into his trousers and smirking, turning Kellies face from his friend to rudely kiss her before he started to walk further down the road. Nikki's shock quickly turned to anger. She strutted forward and pushed the photographer to the side, reaching out to grab the back of the fucker's jacket, and hauling him backwards. He crashed onto the ground with a 'what the fuck?!?', his jeans still at his ankles, while his mate pushed himself back against the door against the unexpected threat. Kellies eyes jolted open and she looked in surprise at Nikki. The fucker rallied quickly, hauling his jeans to waist height. 'I don't know who the fuck you are bitch, but this is a private party. Ken what I mean?' his mate joined him and they advanced on Nikki, swearing at her, telling her to get to fuck, but she stood her ground. With that two police officers rounded the corner. The guys looked momentarily surprised, before trading glances, said 'fuckin' slags' and made their way off down the street. Nikki watched them go, giving them the fingers, before turning to her friend. 'why the fuck did you do that?!' Kellie shouted, pushing Nikki. 'Kellie, you're drunk, they were using you!' 'fuck sake maybe I didn't mind! Did it ever occur to you that I wanted to do it?' 'why??' 'Because I don't give a fuck anymore! Not about me, not about you, not about work, not about fucking perfect Jessica, I just don't care! And if I fancy getting fucked by three fucking strangers I'll fucking do it!' Kellie shouted, tears beginning to sting her eyes. Nikki leaned forward, Kellie trying to push her away again, but with decreasing strength. Nikki brought her closer and then hugged her tightly, stroking her hair and straightening her skirt, and as she did Kellie burst into tears. 'Kellie...what's wrong?' Nikki asked, cuddling her friend and guiding her to some steps, before sitting her down with her arm around her. She looked up and saw Jessica at the top of the street, making her way down, but she reached out and waved her away, Jessica looking at Kellies make-up stained face and nodding acknowledgment, before turning back toward the club. Kellie buried herself in her friend's chest, and Nikki heard her muffled reply, and felt struck to her own heart. 'I had a miscarriage' Nikki was dumbstruck. She didn't know what to say. She'd totally forgotten the rumour that Kellie was pregnant. And now all she could do was hug her friend tighter, as she felt fresh tears land on her chest. 'I was four months gone...they said it just happens sometimes' Nikki held her, and listened to her pour her heart out, her own breaking as Kellie revealed more details. She said how she'd woken up one morning and felt something was wrong, and a trip to the doctors had confirmed it. The nurse had held her hand, told her it wasn't her fault, that it happened to more people than you thought, that she could always try again. She'd felt so evil when she remembered that she hadn't wanted a baby in the first place, that at times she'd wished it would just go away. And she hated herself. She'd wanted to tell her mum, but she hadn't even told her mum she was pregnant. Her mum had thought she'd just been putting on weight. She'd even congratulated her on losing weight lately. At this Kellie burst into fresh tears, and Nikki had rung Jessica. Kellie needed her friends. They'd sat with her for over an hour, hearing her confession, while they reassured her it would get better, that time heals all wounds, the platitudes that everyone can't help but say at times like these. They'd shepherded her home in Jessica's car, the sobriety hitting home quite sharply, and as they'd dropped her off at her doorstep she'd sworn them both to secrecy. 'I'm glad that I've told someone, really I am' she attempted a brave smile, but wasn't fooling anyone. 'But please you guys, don't treat me any different. I just want to get back to normal life. And don't tell anyone at work either ok? Last thing I need is people coming forward to say they're there for me. Or the father finding out.' Jessica and Nikki traded glances at this. Nobody had mentioned who it had been who'd fathered her baby. And she hadn't either. Jessica opened her mouth to ask, but Nikki dissuaded her with a quick shake of her head. Definitely not the time. It was two hours and another six bottles of wine later. 'I have never' had wound down, and the evening had settled into watching X-factor. Sally had tried to raunch things up again by suggesting strip poker, but nobody could find a deck of cards, and an attempt to entice the others into Strip Cluedo hadn't borne fruit. She'd even offered to start at a disadvantage, and had taken her top off, but this had just left her sitting in her bra in a room full of excessively drunk girls, two of whom may have been bisexual but neither of whom was paying her the slightest attention. Sally pulled her top back over her head, annoyed at how her party had turned out. She knew she should've invited some guys. Alcohol always made her horny, but this evening's satisfaction would need to come from her own hands. She excused herself from the table, making her way to the toilet. Sally made her way along the hall, dodging two other drunk partygoers cooing over pictures of each other's boyfriends, before nearing the toilet. Before her hand could try the handle she heard a faint muffled noise, an exhaled breath. Someone had beaten her to it! She placed her ear to the door. '-fuuuck yes like that...' Sally looked down the hall to the top of the stairs, aware that being caught listening at the toilet door would be a bit hard to explain. She stretched her arm to flick off the hallway light. Anyone wanting to come up would need to switch it back on, giving her warning. She settled back against the door, and listened again. On the other side of the door Jessica was sat on the rim of the sink, her green dress around her waist and her g-string hanging off her right ankle, legs spread wide and her fingers slipping inside her pussy fast and wet. Nikki sat on the side of the bath, her right breast pulled out of her dress and hanging exposed and pert, tweaking her ruby red nipple between her fingertips as she watched her girlfriend fingering herself for her viewing pleasure. Jessica leaned back and hummed to herself to prevent her moans, aware that they were in their friend's bathroom and whilst people were largely accepting of their relationship, they viewed them as lipstick lesbians. Being confronted with the actual graphic reality of what they did together might prove a bit too challenging for some opinions. Not that Nikki gave a shit, as she stretched over to grab Jessica's free hand and licked her fingertips, the feel of her lips and tongue provoking an involuntary grin from Jessica who stretched out her arm and played her fingers inside Nikki's mouth, stroking her wet tongue, before withdrawing her fingers, and slowly switching hands. She balanced herself with her pussy-soaked hand, and looked directly at Nikki she slid her saliva-soaked fingers inside herself, pushing them in deep until they were near the knuckle, and worked them quickly. She was really close. Nikki had reached up her own skirt and began fingering herself furiously, the sight before her driving her wild. Happy Birthday Jessica Ch. 05 'fuck Jess you are so fucking hot...' Jessica smiled at her and worked her pussy faster, twisting her hips on the sink rim and pushing herself against her fingers, bucking her hips as she rode hard towards a throbbing climax. Nikki rubbed her wet fingers over her nipples before replacing them in her pussy, working her body and drinking in the smell of her lovers aroused pussy. 'Nik, Im...close...' 'mmmm cum for me baby, I wanna see you cum hard' 'mmmm aaaa fuuuucucckckckkckkckc' Jessica had abandoned all pretence of keeping quiet, and found her mouth gagged with Nikki's tongue as she launched herself toward her, unable to contain herself. Nikki ground her thighs against Jessica's, and thundered toward her own orgasm as Jessica's ripped through her. They kissed wetly as their climaxes burned through their genitalia, savouring the feel of each others bodies. Outside the door Sally had been listening with mounting interest, hearing little creaks here and there indicating changes of position, hearing the stifled moans, and then the actual voices of Jessica and Nikki. Her fingers had played along the zipper of her jeans, but just as she'd summoned the courage to undo the zip and slide her hand down she'd heard a yelp and loud rustling, followed by slowing breaths. 'Fuck' she thought, doing up her jeans again and getting ready to move as discreetly as possible. 'Did you see Kellie tanking that wine?' Jessica said, as she picked up her g-string. 'She's getting a bit out of control. She's been out three times this week already!' Nikki nodded in agreement. 'dont you think we should do something??' Nikki popped her breast back inside her dress, and straightened herself out. 'Jess, you heard what she said, she didn't want to be treated any different. We never stopped her doing what she wanted before, in fact if you remember we used to have to twist her arm to come on nights out. Now she comes on every one, wouldn't it look a bit strange if we asked her not to?' 'I know, but-' 'Jessica' Nikki full-named her, letting her know she was serious 'Kellie just needs to come out the other end of this. All we can do is be there for her. and try and keep up with her!' She'd said the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood. 'I know, but Christ, I don't think I could ever get over losing a baby' Suddenly the hall light flicked back on. Someone was coming upstairs. 'Ok, I'll leave first and say you were sorting your hair. And you'd better re-apply your lipstick babe' Nikki said, reaching forward to wipe away the dark red smear from Jessica's mouth. She walked out the door, and made her way down the stairs, remembering what she'd just witnessed and smiling. Rather than the fact the hall light had already been on when her and Jess had come upstairs...