Katie's first day on the job

It was Katie's first day on her first real job, and she was nervous.

She'd graduated last summer and, at just 19, was delighted to have been offered a position as a trainee at one of the country's up-and-coming advertising firms. She'd had to move to the City and leave her family and friends behind and was renting a one-bedroom flat. She hadn't had a chance to really meet anyone here yet but she knew she couldn't make a career for herself in the provincial town she'd grown up in.

She woke up early on her first morning - she hadn't been able to sleep much anyhow - and took a shower. As she stood naked in her bedroom, towel-drying her long straight brown hair she considered what to wear. She'd already thought it over dozens of times but still hadn't decided upon an outfit. So now, staring at her body in the mirror, she considered her options.

Katie was a pretty girl, a bit plain some might say, especially compared to all the high-fashion women here in the City. At just 5ft 4ins she was never going to have it as a model but she took care of herself, exercising and watching what she ate. She was curvy in all the right places with 34B tits and a medium waist which accentuated her round bum. Her legs were tanned and in truth Katie was happy with how she looked. She allowed her hand to wander down to between her damp legs but regained her composure.

'Not now!', she thought and returned to thinking how to dress to impress on her first day?

Katie tried to strike a balance between fashionable and sexy. She wanted to make a good impression and knew flirting could help her make some knew friends - but she didn't want to be thought of an the office slut. She finally opted for a plain white blouse which hugged her boobs slightly, over a light pink bra and matching pants. Over those she wore a short pencil skirt, black tights and classy black heels. Tying her hair back in a pony-tail she was ready to grab some breakfast and catch the bus.

"If you just take a seat I'll call Mr Davies down to meet you," said the receptionist as Katie introduced herself in the lobby.

Mr Davies was to be Katie's new boss and as he came down the stairs a minute or two later she remembered him from her interview. A man of about 45, Mr Davies had aged well with greying hair and had a mature sophistication about him. He was clean shaven and wore a tailored suit. Katie could see he wore a wedding ring: 'Lucky wife', she thought.

Mr Davies escorted her up to the open plan office and showed her her desk. Katie felt dozens of pairs of eyes upon her but her gaze was caught by another cute man sat on the desk opposite.

Mr Davies explained: "Katie, this is John. He'll show you the ropes and get you started, I've got a few things to do this morning but I'll come see you later and see how you're getting on."

"Ok, thanks," Katie replied and turned back to John.> John was tall and slim, about 6ft with fashionably unkempt blonde surfer hair and a cheeky smile. Katie guessed he was maybe 25 and John later explained that though he'd been with the company four years and had seen a few trainees move up the ladder - he quite liked it here.

Seemingly friendly, John showed Katie around the office, introducing her to a few of her colleagues. They all seemed very sexy and confident, Katie noticed, and there were too many names to remember, but John assured her she'd get to know them all in time. Katie sat back down at her desk and John leaned over her shoulder as he showed her her how to get started at her computer. She got a whiff of his aftershave and thought she caught him peeking down her blouse - she didn't mind though, her friendly flirting plan was working well.

"All clear so far?", John asked.

"Err, yeah I think so," Katie replied. "It's all a bit daunting being here in the City, single and living alone. Maybe you could show me round somwtime? Also, what does everyone do for lunch here?"

John smiled back, and Katie felt a few others around them look up. One employee stifled a cough.

John replied: "I'm glad you asked. Lunch is at 12pm for one hour. Our canteen's pretty crap so a few people go buy a sandwich or something but most of us bring our own and stay up here. We have a laugh."

Katie, who wanted to try and get in with the crowd and had packed herself a small salad anyway, said: "That sounds fine."

John answered: "Great, I'll just be here so if you've any questions before then, just shout over."

And with that Katie got on with sending a few letters and making some calls. She barely noticed the time until at around 11.55am a small group on the other side of the office skulked off, presumably to that sandwich shop down the road.

Katie continued working for a few more minutes, and didn't even notice John duck under her desk opposite. What she did notice was a hand brush the top of her knee. The touch was tender, not rough, but of course it took Katie by surprise. She instinctively pushed her chair back and withdrew her legs. Looking down she saw John. He was topless, his shirt in a crumpled heap next to him on the floor.

He smiled with that cute, cheeky grin and spoke reassuringly: "Relax, it's lunchbreak. Time to get to know the new girl!"

Katie was shocked into silence and looked around to scream but what she saw shocked her further. All over the office clothes were being shed and workers were pairing off - or sometimes into groups - touching and kissing each other.

She saw men with pants round their ankles with young women knelt before them taking bulging hard cocks in their mouths. She saw women still in their chairs with men ripping off tights and licking at their cunts. She saw women sprayed back across desks of files fondling their tits while a man, sometimes two, stood before them stroking long cocks. She saw two guys sucking each other's cocks in a 69 frenzy on the floor. She saw another man already taking up position behind a girl's bare ass. And all around other men and women were masturbating themselves or those next to them as the room filled with the warmth and smell of sex.

As Katie looked back down at John, who was moving both of his hands up her skirt and gently uncrossing her legs, she noticed several other men and a couple of women stripping furiously behind her chair. It had been a while since her last fuck back home and Katie was suddenly aware of how turned on she was. Her nipples were hardening under her blouse, she instinctively shifted in her chair, uncrossing her legs and opening them slightly, and she found John's touch to be exciting yet familiar.

"Just relax", John said again, as his fingers brushed the top of Katie's legs around her warm pussy through her tights. He leaned forward on his kness and took a long breath in through his nose.

Katie thought, 'Shit, he can smell my wetness' and sure enough as John peeled Katie's glossy tights down her smooth legs she felt herself naturally lift her feet encouarging him to remove her shoes. She grasped the armrests of her office chair and John began kissing her bare calves, moving his hands up her inner thighs towards her pink panties underneath, a patch of dampness already forming on the cotton.

Any feelings of guilt evoporated as John's middle finger pulled her pants to one side and his other hand touched her clit. Katie lifted her bum and clumsily hiked her own skirt from underneath up to her waist. Encouraged, John yanked her pants right down and buried his tounge into her pussy and tasted those sweet juices for the first time.

Throwing her head back in pleasure Katie was now aware that standing around them were two more guys, a third black guy, and two slender women. All were in their 20s or 30s and all were already naked and letting their hands wander, fumbling at her blouse and her bra straps. She thought she recognised some of them from earlier but in an increasing state of dizzyness she couldn't focus on their features.

"Get on the desk", John said as he came up for air and, already missing the feel of his lips on her sopping shaven hole Katie hopped out of her chair, pulled her skirt right down and lay flat naked across her new desk, kicking the phone to the floor.

While John removed his pants and set to work again on tounging her pussy, two of the other men stood either side of her desk and ushered Katie's hands to their cocks. In her right hand Katie was now tugging on a long, thin shaft, the man's pubes neatly trimmed. In her left was a shorter but thick hairy cock, it's pleased owner stroking his own balls as Katie wanked him and his colleague on unison. With John's expert tounge working away on her rosebud, Katie threw her head back off the end of the desk and looked up to see the third man - a tall, muscular black man she now remembered she had been introduced to earlier as Richard.

Richard pulled down on her ponytail so Katie was hanging upside down and thrust his pulsating 7inch dick into her mouth. At that angle his bellend struck the back of her throat instantly and made Katie gag slightly - but she could feel John (she presumed it was still him though couldn't be sure) slip two fingers into her wet hole and she clamped her lips around the base of Richard's member in appreciation and began sucking for all her worth.

"I think she likes it!", Richard said.

Katie now had a cock in each hand, one thrusting into her mouth and John's fingers deep in her wanting pussy. All around the room she could hear screams of ecstacy and filthy commands and with two women leaning over her, nibbling her nipples and stroking her soft chest as they fingered themselves, right now she longed for nothing more than someone to shove a cock in her dripping slit.

John read her mind and stood before her surveying the orgy. He made her wait a fraction of a second which was all it took for Katie to momentarily release Richard's massive cock and shout: "Someone fuck my pussy NOW!

She spread her legs wide in the air and John obliged, ramming his own neatly shaven cock balls-deep up her oozing hole. Katie moaned with satisfaction, though in a whirlwind with dicks in both hands, her mouth and her cunt. She furiouly sucked on Richard's cock, her blood rushing to her head still hanging upside down off the end of the desk adding to her lightheadedness. She could feel kisses and hands all over her soft tits and legs and yanked harder on the other cocks still in her grasp to encourage them.

Minutes of furious fucking later, Katie heard someone call over: "I hope you saved some room for me?"

It was a familiar and authoritive voice calling out above the moans all around her. Richard removed his cock from Katie's gob long enough for her to look up and catch a breath. It was Mr Davies.

"We've saved you the best sir!" called out John and he slipped his rock hard shaven cock out of Katie and climbed on top of Katie on the desk. John pushed her legs roughly up towards her shoulders and leaned over her, meeting her gaze. Richard grabbed her ankles from behind Katie and held her prone with her round butt high in the air as John lowered himself back into her pussy. At this high angle and with her legs pulled together Katie felt virgin tight and whimpered with pleasure as John drilled her vagina walls with his 6-and-a-half inches.

"Thankyou John," answered Mr Davies as he removed his own pants and set up camp at the end of the desk, standing up behind John and admiring Katie's bare asscheeks. Katie could see her boss only briefly before she felt her ponytail being tugged down again and Richard's huge dick forced its way back into her mouth.

She couldn't even hear Mr Davies' compliments now but she soon felt the head of his mature dick poking the entrance to her ass. It felt cold against her tiny schpincter - she suspected Mr Davies had lubed himself up, or maybe he'd been coating it in someone else's lovejuice?

As it was Katie secretly loved anal and often masturbated with two toys, so Mr Davies' dick slid in easier than he expected. Katie probably gave away her filthy secret as she uttered a muffled: "Oh yeah, that's the spot", in between long sucks on Richard's rock.

Katie was now helpless, held down on her back, her legs up near her shoulders and with a dick in her upsidedown mouth, one in each hand, one in her tight pussy and one thrusting up her butt. From the soft kisses she could feel on her wait and asscheeks she suspected the girls were still frigging themselves off too and all this sent her over the edge. She came strongly from deep within her loins, and her ass shuddered under Mr Davies' attention.

Her back arched next and then her neck spasmed sending her dangling head spinning out of control but Richard ensured his dick stayed put. The fucking was relentless and as Katie continued to cum, her juice spurring John on, she felt Richard's load finally hit the back of her throat. She lapped up all that she could but there was so much of it she couldn't swallow. Instead Richard's thick cream dripped out of the roof of her mouth and onto her nose and dribbled down her cheeks and eyes towards her forehead. The cocks in her hands came next, with the aid of the men they belonged to and the women standing aside, firing shoots of spunk into the air over the desk and down Katie's wrists as she finished them off.

Richard withdrew and she looked up dizzily to see John banging her cunt furiously and Mr Davies behind him going at her stretched asshole like a pro. With her legs still high in the air both holes felt engulfed and they were soon filling with cum as John and Mr Davies both slowed their thrusts and shoved their cocks as far up Katie's sore holes as they would go. She felt John's legs shudder as his spunk shot deep into her cunt, and Mr Davies' balls slapped the bass of her back one more time as he squirted far up her ass into her bowels.

Moments later, as John gingerly climbed off the desk and Mr Davies removed his sticky limp dick from her butt, all Katie could do was flop her legs down and feel the cum ooze from her three holes onto her desk and all over her paperwork.

As she came round, she noticed most of the other workers had gone.

"There's showers down the hall," John said leaning down to kiss her cum-soaked mouth. Let's get you cleaned up."

"Then get back to work!" Mr Davies said as he made his way back to his office.

"It's a quarter to one and the ugly lot will be back up in a minute with their sandwiches. See you all tomorrow, 12pm sharp."