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Janie in Alaska

By: divergirlxoxo



This story is about a sexy, independent, intelligent - and don't forget naughty - twenty-something from California. Her jobs, internships, and universities take her to many unique places, where she usually finds herself getting fucked silly. She enjoys men and women alike. Please read, comment, and vote!

I arrived at my Alaskan destination after four different flights, including one float plane. It was late in the evening but the sun wasn't cooperating; the natural lighting made it seem about 5pm. I was due to start a new seasonal job the following day. My first impression of my new "home" was positive: the air was brisk and clean, the snow looked pristine, and three absolute hunks came out of the bunkhouse to help me with my luggage! 

All three of the men seemed friendly and sincere. The first was only slightly taller than my five-foot seven-inches, with crinkled eyes and a light brown beard. He introduced himself as Rob, and had a genuine smile on his face. The second was Neil; he had on sunglasses so I couldn't see into his eyes (what a shame!) but his handshake was noteworthy. The third had amazing blue-green eyes which pierced through me quickly, but he then angled his gaze downward shyly. He mumbled something but shook my hand thoroughly. 

"My name is Janie, as you probably already know," I said. All three of them stared quite blankly when I pulled off my ball cap and a mass of pink hair, the color of cotton candy, fell across my shoulders. 

"You're gonna get teased for that glowing pink head o' yers," Rob chuckled. 

"Yeah, we ain't used to no city gurls 'round here," Neil grinned.

The third one stayed quiet but seemed to be thinking of some harsh nick-names for me. I knew I was in for an interesting 7-month stay.

The next few days were a transition phase. I had insomnia because the sky didn't get dark until about 11pm. I brought warm clothes, just not warm enough; the snow drifts were still eight feet high in late April. Thank God for mail-order catalogues like Cabella's! Of course, I was used to having sex every night with my boyfriend, Greg, back home. I ended up feeling a bit homesick but that quickly subsided as my infatuation grew for my attractive co-workers.

The job was hard work but I fell into the routine. The amenities were excellent: my own dorm room, cable TV, and a gourmet chef. The facilities were top-notch, in fact they put my University to shame. Definitely the best part about the job was my co-workers. There were 10 in all, out of which only four were women. I was the only employee from California, so of course I was teased every time I said the word "Dude". They nick-named me Pinky in honor of my hair color.

I got along well with everyone. I found myself very attracted to Mike, they shy one I mentioned before. He was the tallest at about 6'2" with large shoulders and curly brown hair. Mike's handsome jaw line and gorgeous aquamarine eyes were probably his best features. He was just so darn shy; it took me about four months to get to know him! My eyes also wandered in Neil's direction to check out his cute butt when he was oblivious to my wicked thoughts. Neil had a great sense of humor, rugged good-looks, and smooth grey eyes. Neil and I had a lot in common and often lounged in his room watching movies or playing cards. Rob was the head boss and not really my type, but he was fun to drink with.

And we did a lot of drinking; all of us. That's one thing about Alaska – there isn't much to do but drink! We had a party just about every weekend. Despite all the drinking, I didn't fool around with any of the men. Although my boyfriend back in San Diego agreed to my "open relationship" suggestion, I didn't hop into bed with anyone right away. My best explanation for this is that I couldn't decide which boy I liked better, Neil or Mike. Since neither had put the moves on me, I figured maybe I just wasn't their type. Perhaps a crazy, liberal, punk-rock California girl was just too much for them!

It was nearing the end of May and my sex-life still consisted of my fingers, the showerhead, and racy emails to my boyfriend back home. Finishing my shift one Friday afternoon, I headed toward the bunkhouse in need of a shower. As I climbed the stairs to the bunkhouse entrance, Neil passed me going the opposite way.

"It's poker night, Pinky. You in?" Neil asked, flashing me his lop-sided smile.

I sighed, "So you can take all my hard-earned money? No way!"

"Not playin' for money. It's strip poker!" he said with a wink.

I studied the way he was eying me. "Yeah I can see that as being fun," I said sarcastically, "me naked in a roomful of clothed men. Where do I sign up?"

Neil caught my sarcasm immediately and played along. "I bet you would like that. I know about you California girls."

"You've been up here in the boonies so long, I bet you forgot how to use it anyways," I countered nodding towards his crotch. I thought he would appreciate my humor, but his smile faded and I knew I had gone too far. Rumor had it that Neil hadn't gotten laid in over a year.

"Well, we start drinkin' and dealin' at nine if you wanna come. And I was just kidding about the strippin' part." He stormed off with his hands clenched at his sides.

My heart sank with guilt. How did I know he would take it so personally? I figured he'd get over it and went about my shower.

At nine-thirty I entered through Neil's doorway which was propped open. Neil had a dorm to himself separate from the bunkhouse. All the guys were around the table: Mike, Neil, Rob, Nick and his girlfriend Bailey, and Jayson and his girlfriend Andie. I had put on some make-up and a cute grey t-shirt with tight denim jeans. Bailey whistled at me when I came in. Jayson razzled me too. I glanced at Neil to see his reaction, and by his expression he seemed to have forgotten about my harsh joke from earlier. His eyes told me that he had already consumed a few beers. 

They weren't playing poker, it was a card drinking-game I was familiar with from college. I joined in on the fun, and Neil scooted over to allow me to sit next to him on the bench seat. Mike quietly got up to use the restroom and I eyed him as he left the room. Damn, both men were so incredibly hot! I wished I could have them both! I put my odds on Neil because I figured Mike was just too shy.

The game continued and I had a few gulps of booze in my belly, when Jayson and Andie got up to leave. Actually they were arguing so Neil kicked them out, telling them to go fuck it off. We all laughed. Neil glanced at me sheepishly and winked when he noticed me giggling at his joke. 

The night wore on and we were all heavily buzzed. I wanted to get Neil alone but I couldn't think of a plan to execute. Maybe I should just sit and wait until everyone else leaves? That wouldn't work, I told myself; Neil could drink me under the table and I didn't want to be completely sloshed incase the opportunity to fuck should arise. 

Finally Bailey and Nick headed for the door, obviously eager to make love their own room. I couldn't help but notice how all of us stared at their backs with envy as they left arm-in-arm, lips pressed together. 

We played a couple more rounds before I decided to call it a night. Rob and Mike seemed like they could play the stupid game all night, and if I drank one more sip I would probably regret it in the morning. 

The only thing that kept me from leaving was one real threat - bears. I am usually not afraid of bears, but a female and her cubs were spotted earlier that day. Most of the guys don't mind walking me to my room after dark, so I decided to use that excuse to get Neil alone with me. I got so excited about my ingenious plan, a huge smile spread across my face.

"Wow, what's that mischievous smile for, Pink?" Rob asked me.

"...uh, I was just thinking about my next move...of the card game."

"Uh-huh. Neil, you'd better watch her, she's plotting something evil over there," Rob joked.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm watching her. Believe me."

I noticed Mike shoot a look at Neil. What the look meant, I couldn't decipher. I decided to throw my cards down so they couldn't talk me out of leaving. 

"I gotta get some sleep guys. Someone mind walking me home? You know, bears and all," I sighed and glanced around. I put my hand on Neil's thigh beneath the table-top and squeezed lightly. He jolted up and grabbed for his coat while Mike and Rob eyed him curiously.

"I can walk her home, Neil," Mike quipped. "You don't have to leave your place; I'm goin' that way anyway." His brows were raised in an almost pleading expression.

Neil shoved his sock-clad foot into his boot and stammered, "Well, I...I thought we could finish the game when I get back. I need to smoke a cigarette anyhow."

I couldn't help but grin. Were they fighting over me?

"Well, whatever..." Mike said. 

I finished tucking my pants into the boot cuff and righted myself. Neil practically pushed me out the door. As we walked away from his house, I noticed he stood apart from me.

"I had a bit to drink, Neil; hold my arm." I looped my arm around his and pulled him closer to me. 

We strutted through the snow slowly; it crunched under our feet. We could see our breath just slightly. It was dark outside but the moonlight made the snow glow brightly, so we followed the snowmobile tracks behind the bunkhouse to the back entrance.

Neil hadn't said a word to me since the card game. I reached for the door handle but couldn't think of the words to say to get him inside. We stood next to the entrance just staring at the ground for a few seconds.

Finally, I said, "Thanks for the fun night. You wanna come to my room?"

"That's what I was thinking about...are you sure you want me to?" We both knew what we were talking about now; where this was bound to lead us. "Janie, I'm one of your supervisors. Are you sure you'll still respect me?" Neil asked, serious.

I wanted to laugh. What guy honestly cares about respect when good fuckin' is to be had? I had to stifle my giggles for fear of upsetting him again. "Of course! I respect you now, and even more so if you come to bed with me. Will you still respect me?"

"...Yeah. It's just that I thought you had a boyfriend back home," Neil said looking into my eyes.

I sighed, "Well, he's not here now, is he?"

Neil grinned and walked inside with me. We held hands as I lead him down the corridor to my room. His hand was cold so I squeezed it. My bedroom door was slightly open and a dim table lamp lit the room giving the walls a peach glow. 

We fumbled with our own clothes and tried to kiss at the same time. I could smell tobacco and Olde Spice as Neil pulled his flannel shirt over his head, too impatient to undo the buttons. I was glad I wore my pink lingerie, the color of raspberry jam. My breasts spilled out of the cups as I danced on one leg, trying to remove my jeans. Neil's arms were around my middle as he pulled me close.

We kissed a bit sloppily before falling onto my twin bed. I felt the roughness of his upper-lip; he hadn't shaved in a few days. His tongue was quick and darted into and around my luscious mouth. The alcohol made me bold, so I went right for the fly of his Carhart's. Neil leaned back against my pillows and tilted his pelvis towards me. His dark green boxer-briefs were stretched over an impressive bulge, and my mouth watered in anticipation. 

I slowly lowered the material down so I could view his arsenal. He was packing heat, that's for sure! It was probably the smoothest and softest skin over the hardest dick I have ever felt. He must rub a lot of lotion on it, I thought.

Neil groaned urgently, almost as if it hurt, when I placed my mouth over the tip of his perfect pink cock. He breathed deeply as I sucked him longingly, never letting the tip out of my mouth. I felt his heavy arm fall across my back and his hand tangle in my hair. My excitement continued to build as his cock grew larger with each ministration. My stomach tingled as I contemplated how he would feel inside me. We both began to groan, him as I increased my suction, me as I tasted pre-cum. We were both lost in the moment.

Until my bedroom door swung open rather abruptly and someone walked in. Neil and I broke apart instantly, the suddenness of it sobering us.

There stood Mike in the doorway, a mixture of emotion in his eyes.

"Goddammit Neil!" he roared. "Why'd you have to do that if you know I like her?!"

Neil covered his hard-on with a pillow and shot back, "Well fuck, Mike, if you like her, you should have made a move on her!"

"I was going to until you walked her home. Some friend you are!" Mike pointed a sinister finger at him. 

I stared blankly as if watching a tennis match; my gaze following the dialogue as they argued back and forth.

"What, just because you tell me you have a crush on her means I can't get laid?!" 

"That's just a fucked up thing to do, Man!" 

"I gave you plenty of time to make your move, Buddy; you snooze you loose."

"Yeah, you're gonna be snoozing when I punch you're fuckin' lights out!"

That's when I stood up. I positioned myself between the two of them and held out my arms to stop Mike from advancing. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" I looked into each of their faces sternly.

Neil began tucking himself back into his pants. Mike crossed his arms and furrowed his brow at me. 

"Look, I know you guys are like best friends. I think it's silly for some pink-haired slut to come between your friendship," I laughed at myself. Both men grinned slightly. I continued, "The truth is, neither of you can have a meaningful relationship with me because frankly, I got one of those waiting for me when I get home. And I am going home...in five months! After which you two will be here jerking off alone until new seasonals arrive next spring. 

Both men were staring at the ground like two little kids getting yelled at by their mother.

"So, the only thing to do is enjoy the time we have together and quit fuckin' fighting." I crouched next to Neil on the bed and moved the pillow aside. "Mike, I think you are a very attractive man. If you want to join in on the fun, please stay and strip down. If not, you know where the door is, and have a good time with your hand."

Neil burst out laughing, "I knew all girls from California are sluts!" He jiggled his dick back to life and smiled up at Mike.

I was silently praying Mike would stay and join in; I was horny enough to handle both men!

Mike grinned at us and stood still for about 30 seconds while I licked on Neil's quickly-growing cock. I could tell he was trying to decide between the horny feelings in his loins versus the somewhat religious upbringing he had in Minnesota. Mike uncrossed his arms and let them hang at his sides. 

"She sucks a mean cock..." Neil told him, as if trying to help make up his mind. 

"Fine, but you owe me," Mike said to Neil.

"Eh, I'll let you fuck her first."

I could barely give head due to the huge smile on my face! I watched out of the corner of my eye as Mike shed his sweatshirt and jeans. His body was as nice as I thought it would be: smooth white skin over exquisitely formed muscles, only slight chest hair, and a few tattoos on his back and forearms.  He began stroking himself as he watched me attend to his friend. I moved my head so I could see his groin, I was curious to see if he had a large cock to go with his large body. I was not disappointed!

Mike reached out and pawed at my ass, almost as if he were testing me to see if I would change my mind about our little threesome. I moaned and pushed my pink panty-clad ass up at him. His fingers hooked into my panties and slid them around, watching how my plump rump responded. Mike massaged my ass cheeks in turn, and kissed them lightly.

"This is the only thing I really wanted; what a fuckin' nice ass!" Mike said, to no one in particular. 

He crouched down on the floor and pushed my panties to the side. My shaved pussy was in view so he moved his hand all over my warm mound. 

"Janie, spread your legs and sit on my face," Mike instructed. I tried to move my panties down, but Mike just moved them to the side and pulled me down on top of him. He leaned against the side of the mattress and planted his tongue right on my clit. The abrupt contact made me jolt up and giggle, but Mike's big hands on my ass kept me from going anywhere. I found a comfortable spot and ground down onto his face. 

The position was so that I couldn't reach Neil's cock with my mouth, so I spat onto my hand and worked his shaft. He grinned at me and moaned as I moved my small, soft hands over his dick. To his delight I milked him expertly and tugged on his balls. 

The whole time, I was groaning and yelping while Mike fucked me with his tongue. His nose tickled against my clit and his fingers squeezed my ass cheeks. He pulled my cheeks apart and spread my asshole open, then dipped his tongue down further to probe it. I went wild and a series of foul words escaped my lips as I told him to tongue-fuck my ass. In response, Mike used two fingers to fuck me: one in my pussy and one in my ass. He went slowly at first since I was tight, but with enough spit, my holes accepted his digits. I was stretched wide around Mike's thick fingers and continued to tug on Neil's smooth shaft. 

Mike removed his fingers and pinched my clit between his index and middle fingers and licked my engorged nub. It felt wonderful! My pussy really started to juice up.

"Oh, fuck me boys; I need it so badly!" I urged. 

Neil pulled me up off the floor and positioned me over his erect cock. He was just about to lower me down onto it when Mike objected. Mike pulled me forward into his arms, laid me down on my back, and held my legs wheel-barrel-style while he stood next to the bed. I felt his eyes on my tits so I reached up and pinched them for him so he could see how my nipples respond. Mike was excited, I could tell by his breathing. He removed my panties, spit on my splayed cunt, and drove his large curved cock into me. 

I tried to yelp, but Neil crouched next to me and fed me his cock. I turned my head to accept him, my eyes wide with the realization that two horny cocks wanted a home. Neil fondled my breasts and tweaked on my stiff nipples.

"Look at those things!" Neil said in amazement as he manipulated my flesh. "What size are they Sweetie?"

"Thirty-eight double-D," I gasped around his cockhead.

"Fuck, she's got a nice pussy too," Mike commented. He increased the speed of his thrusts and watched my tits slap around on my chest. Neil watched them too, while he stroked his shaft and I sucked the tip of his dick. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked him hard. 

"Oh, God!" Neil hissed as I swirled my tongue around the eye of his cock. I took over stroking him and tried to stuff his whole length into my cheek. I licked the underside of his shaft and then sucked him hard like I had done previously. I timed it so that as Mike's body collided with mine, I bucked forward onto Neil's lovely pink cock. 

"Fuck, Janie, I'm gonna cum," Neil announced in apprehension. He might have been worried about where to let his seed fly, but I made an executive decision by closing my mouth over his cockhead and sucking for all I was worth.

My efforts were rewarded as three spurts of warm seaman shot into the back of my throat. I swallowed it all down in one gulp, and continued to milk Neil's member until he was squeaky clean. Neil groaned and squeezed the last drop onto my lips, which I rubbed in like lip balm.

Mike watched, hypnotized by the scene in front of him. He bent my legs over his shoulders and climbed on top of me so that his face was in my neck. I loved all of his weight on me! His cock felt huge as it hit me deeper and deeper. Neil sat back on his haunches and watched Mike cover me with his large frame. Neil coaxed his cock back to life while Mike fucked me into oblivion. Sweat started to form on both of our foreheads as we rode each other. 


Janie in Alaska Ch. 02



This is a continuation of Janie's summer in Alaska.

My ball cap was missing. I frantically searched the living room; behind the sofa, on top of the entertainment center, and under the coffee table. My favorite Minnesota hat, gone. Then, as if sensing my worst fear to be true, I glanced over at Reece's dog bed. There it was, my precious green cap chewed to oblivion and dog drool smeared over the pathetic remains. 

"Reece! You are soooo in trouble, Boy! Bad dog! Baaad Dog!" the words boomed from me. Reece just curled onto his back, showing submission. "And I was going to take you on a hike with me today."

Reece looked at me in a pleading way while I picked up the scraps of green cotton. I loved this hat; it was soft on my bald head. Since I had started going bald a few years ago, I resorted to shaving my head. I didn't mind it; I looked tough with a big beard and a bald head. But some days I liked to hide my shiny dome with a cap, especially if I was going on a hike in such sunny weather. 

"You get to stay home now, all by yourself," I told him in a harsh tone. Since living alone, talking to the dog is something I have gotten used to. Reece is company on most of my nights, as I only get to town about once a month. I live at and manage a salmon hatchery in remote Alaska. I enjoy the work and being in the wilderness, but the loneliness can get intense. Luckily I enjoy a lot of diverse hobbies: weight-lifting, fly fishing, hunting, archery, making flies, jet skiing and snowmobiling. Ah, but my favorite hobby involves a female; unfortunately I don't get that chance very often.

I finished packing my daypack: canteen, snacks, map, compass, and gun. You can never be too careful, I thought to myself as I loaded the handgun and switched the safety on. Reece eyed me as I rubbed SPF 30 on my face, ears and neck, and bug repellant on my body. 

I told him again, "No, you stay." I headed out the door without looking into his pleading face. It was hard to say no to him sometimes; chocolate labs just have a way about them. I shut the door behind me and glanced at the label by my door: Rob Linder, Hatchery Manager.

My hike was slow-going at first. The ground was pretty saturated from the recent rains, and stable-looking moss was actually a mud slip-n-slide in disguise. As I increased in altitude, the terrain became rocky and my pace increased significantly. I stopped about 2 hours into the accent to admire a few oligotrophic ponds, their turquoise blue hue was captivating. Luckily the insects were not so bad and the temperature was a cool 68 degrees. I quickly chewed on a protein bar before the next leg of my journey. 

It was consoling to be alone; I could mull over some issues in solitude. It was tough to be the manager of such a large facility. My crew had grown to 16 people this summer; thank God they all got along together. My thoughts stuck on one seasonal worker in particular, Janie. She was fun-loving, smart, a bit of a brat sometimes, but always a hard worker. She was pretty too. Voluptuous. I hadn't seen tits like that in awhile. She was a bit of a flirt too, so sometimes I didn't know what to make of her. I could tell she had a thing for Neil, one of my aquaculturists. Earlier in the week, Mike and I had confided in each other that we both would jump at the chance to fuck her. Mike was a fisheries technician with three years of experience. Like Neil, he lived at the facility year-round. All three of us were guilty of checking her out when she was unaware of our lustful stares. I was probably too old for her though, as she was 24 and I was almost 35. 

I started to get a bit of a boner while I thought about Janie. Her bright pink hair spawned the nick-name Pinky. She was a bit of a liberal rocker girl from California. We had never had a seasonal like her. She loved to fish and wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty. She played her crazy music too loud, put make-up on before her work shift, and often sunbathed out at the Lake. Her boyfriend back home was lucky; she seemed like a handful in bed. 

Janie had come into the gym room a few times to run on the treadmill while I was lifting, but I had not had the confidence to hit on her. She definitely seemed like the type who would fuck around regardless of her boyfriend back home; I guess I was just too much of a gentleman to hit on her. 

My pace slowed down considerably as my erection got in the way. I contemplated whacking off right there and coating a tree trunk with goo. Instead, I moved my thoughts from Janie to the two men who seemed to be rivaling for her attention. Neil appeared to be in the running, as he walked her home two nights ago. I know Mike had developed a crush on her; however, he was so damned shy I'm sure she would need to make the first few moves to get anywhere with him. 

The hike down the ridge was smoother than expected. My feet were sure and quick, and I didn't have to look after Reece as I descended into the Valley. The hike had only taken me five hours, but the damage was done; I was really muddy. The smell of pine and dirt was somehow comforting. I decided to stop at the Lake for a rest, and then it was only about another mile down the road to the hatchery. 

My heartbeat quickened when I realized Janie was off from work today, and she probably was sunbathing at the Lake. There is a creaky old dock that she likes to spread her towel on. I had stumbled upon her sunbathing a few times since she arrived here a couple of months ago. She hadn't seen me because I stayed tucked in the shrubs, and she only looked around briefly when I groaned during my masturbatory orgasm. I couldn't help it; her small white bikini was too easily imagined as transparent. 

The trail curved around towards the Lake, and I noticed my semi-erection had returned. I craned my neck to get a view of the dock. There she was; splayed out on a magenta colored beach towel. The sun glowed on her golden-white skin and the bikini struggled to hold in all of her curves. Her hair appeared to be in cotton-candy colored pigtails. 

I got comfortable behind a large rock and shrub. I pulled out my mini-binoculars to get a better view of her. She was lying on her back reading a book with her legs bent at the knees and spread slightly. She was wearing dark sunglasses. 

I used a wet-nap from my pack to wipe my dirty hands before reaching into my pants. I found my cock easily and wrapped my hand around it. I imagined Janie's small hand on it instead of mine. I visualized looking down into her bright green eyes surrounded by light-pink strands of hair, her luscious full lips teasing the tip of my cock. In my mind, she freed her large breasts from the tight string bikini, and held them up to me like a prize she had won which she was showing off. 

When I opened my eyes, I noticed that she had put her book down. She seemed to be adjusting her swim suit, tucking the curves back into the fabric. I quickly grabbed the binoculars to get a closer look. Indeed, she was running her fingers under the seams of her bikini. Janie lingered for awhile with her hands near her crotch. She glanced around and up towards the road a few times before continuing. It was unmistakable as she reached her hand into the crotch of her suit to stroke her pussy. My mouth let out a small sigh as I increased the friction on my shaft. I couldn't believe what I was witnessing! She arched her back as she moved her left hand all around her large globes. I watched in amazement as she moved the cups of her bikini top to the side and her large pink nipples came into view. They were the same color as her hair!

I should go down there, my mind screamed. But I was nervous. What if she laughed at me or called me a pervert? She's so pretty and sexy. Now would be the time, she is horny and would clearly appreciate a hard cock. I continued to argue with myself as I watched Janie masturbate. I had just about made up my mind to go down there and "catch her" when I heard her call out in my direction.

"Hey, get down here; I've been waiting for you!"

I froze and my blood turned to ice. I glanced around nervously. Was she speaking to me? I said nothing and tried to hide myself completely behind the rock. 

"I got my pussy all wet and ready while I was waiting for you!" she called towards me again. She sat up on her arm and looked like a fantastical mermaid calling to me. 

I took a breath and just about stood up to reveal myself when I heard the sound of heavy boots walk past me on the trail. Someone was only five feet away from my hiding spot! The figure walked right past me, oblivious to my presence and continued down the trail towards Janie. When he got far enough ahead of me, I recognized him as Neil. A plethora of feelings shot through me, excitement, disappointment, confusion. I wanted to be with Janie, but this scenario was also highly arousing. My erection throbbed in response.

Taking my place behind the rock, I released my cock from the confines of my pants. I watched with growing interest as Neil lumbered down to where Janie sat upon her colorful towel, like a butterfly posing on a flower. He said nothing as he approached her; she stood to welcome him, and brought him into her arms. They kissed deeply and Neil wrapped his arms around her middle.

I watched them through the specs as Neil lowered her to the wooden dock and kissed all around her neck and chest. The bikini top was pushed to the sides already, so her breasts were exposed, but he removed it anyway. Neil climbed on top of her supple body and pushed her magnificent tits together. He sucked on each large nipple in turn, and then pressed them tightly together so he could suck both at the same time. Janie moved her head from side to side with pleasure. I could hear her groan and hiss with ecstasy as Neil ravaged her firm bountiful breasts. 

Janie pushed Neil up to his knees and turned around. She stuck her big beautiful butt in my direction, the suit fabric straining at her hips. Each mound of ass cheek was perfectly proportioned: round, firm, and lightly tanned. I wanted so badly to reach out and squeeze a cheek, as I watched her through the lenses. I could make out the curve of her pussy mound between her luscious ass cheeks.

Janie shook her rump invitingly as she fished around inside Neil's board shorts for his cock. I couldn't see it because her face was blocking the view, but the way she moved her head at his groin told me that she was sucking him off. 

I decided to move to a spot with a better vantage point. I held my cock in my hand as I quickly darted for the next shrubbery. Of course they didn't see me; I probably could have walked right onto the dock before either one became aware they were being watched. I still hid behind some foliage, but was much closer than before and didn't need to use the specs to see what naughty things they were doing.

Janie's mouth stretched around Neil's cock as she hollowed her cheeks to suck him. Neil grabbed onto her pigtails and gently humped his pelvis against her face. I watched in wonder as her tongue came out to dance all around his cockhead and shaft. She seemed to be very experienced at blow jobs; Neil was groaning loudly and there was not a shortage of saliva for lubrication. I love a messy sloppy blow job, so watching Janie attend to my employee was quite arousing. I felt the semen stirring in my balls. God, how I wished she was sucking my cock!

In order to keep my climax at bay, I slowed my strokes. I couldn't wait for them to start fucking. My mind raced with the possible positions in which Neil would take her; I had to concentrate on my breathing to remain calm. I massaged my thumb over the spongy head of my cock and wiped away a small dollop of clear pre-cum. 

My live entertainment continued their display. Neil groaned loudly as Janie's plump lips devoured his manhood. She took him all the way down to the base; something I have only seen in pornographic films by adult performers. Her profile was stunning: eyes slit under heavy black lashes, a slight flush to her cheek, elegant nose with flared nostrils, and a slacked jaw to accommodate his length. Drool escaped the side of her mouth as she crammed as much of his dick into her mouth as possible. His pubic hair brushed up against her nose and she backed away stifling a gag reflex. She gave him her mega-watt smile.

Janie righted herself but stayed on her knees in front of him, and offered her tits to him. Neil grabbed hold of his rock-hard member and slapped it across her fleshy titties a couple of times. She pulled them apart and let him slide his coral-pink length between her melons. Janie clasped her hands tightly on either side of her breasts and made a deep furrow for Neil to enjoy. Every time he thrust into her chest, she lowered her pretty pink tongue to coat the head of his cock. Her tits were so large; they hid most of his length from view. 

I was lazily stroking my smooth shaft and holding my balls in my non-dominant hand, when I heard a rustle in the bushes on the trail above me. I ducked down completely on my knees as footsteps could be heard approaching to the left. Who was going to stumble onto this sex show now, I wondered? 

"Starting without me; I should have known!" a voice came from my left. 

I dared not look up though, as surely I would be seen. I recognized the voice as belonging to Mike; there was a slight lisp. His opening line really bewildered me. Was all this planned? I suddenly felt like the person in the circle of friends who was not invited to the Super-Bowl party. Like the one on the outside of an inside joke. My cock became slightly flaccid but I continued to watch the scene unfold.

Janie let go of the force on her tits and let them slide away from Neil's boner. They were coated in moisture and rode high on her chest, pointing straight out at Mike as he approached the lovers. He had a quilt under one arm.

"Hi, cutie!" she called to him. He said nothing, just unbuttoned his fly.

"We said meet at six," Neil explained, "I was just getting her ready for ya, Mike." He chuckled and stepped back. Mike's lips spread wide to reveal a crooked grin.

"I shoulda got here at five, then, huh?" 

Mike pulled out his quickly growing hard-on and wiggled it in Janie's face. She placed one hand on either man's genitals and stared up into their faces. Both men had goofy expressions of lust and amazement on their mugs. She stroked each penis with expertise, alternating so she was pulling on Neil's as she was pushing on Mike's. Then she lowered her mouth first over Mike's quickly expanding cockhead, and then Neil's. Her tongue darted out in swift serpentine licks, and she moved the two rods so they were closer together, almost touching. That way she could easily move between the two large pistons pumping at her. 

My cock, too, had resumed full salute as I watched my new seasonal work two pieces of cockmeat with sure fingers and a delicate tongue. Once they were both completely hard, Janie alternated sucking each down her throat. As she deep-throated one, her small hand would work over the shaft of the other, jerking, twitching, and massaging. I loved the way her cheek bulged out, full of cockmeat. 

Then she did something that surprised me; she pushed both phallus heads together so they were touching at the tip, and sucked them into her mouth at the same time. The act caught me off-guard but curiously aroused me. Neither of the men seemed to mind, and she continued to service them at the same time without batting an eyelash. Janie's cheeks hollowed as she applied strong suction to their cockheads.

"Fuck, I need some pussy," Neil complained. "She's been blowin' me for damn-near twenty minutes, and I can't take much more."

Mike stepped back and grabbed the quilt he had brought with him from the bunkhouse. He spread it on the dock and all three climbed on top of it. Neil sprawled out on his back, his erection poking straight up into the air like a flagpole. He said something to Janie which I didn't catch, but she smiled and straddled his lap, facing towards me and away from him. She licked her hand and ran it over her sweet cunt lips before clutching Neil's cock in her fist. Janie lowered her body down when she found the right spot. Both lovers let out an audible sigh of pleasure.

Neil secured Janie by the hips as she flexed her young fresh body over him. She was squatting on her heels and leaning back, so her strawberry pigtails dangled in his face. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her frantically swaying tits. They rocked around on her chest in large circular motions as he fucked her from below. The nipples were erect and cherry-red as they danced atop the hefty globes of flesh.

My hand jerked my shaft quickly on its own accord. More pre-cum pooled at the eye of my cock. I wanted to see their union in close-up, so I reached for the binoculars. 

What a sight! The binoculars made it so I was a mere three feet from their connection. Janie's cunt was truly stunning: shaved for the most part, small strands of curly light-brown pubes just above the slit, and thick meaty outer labia. Her clitoris was ruby red and protruding quite a ways away from her crotch. Her small inner folds gripped him as he drove in and out of her sexy pussy. 

Neil grabbed Janie tightly around her waist and pushed himself in to the hilt so I could only see her plump mons resting above his ball sac. She wailed in uneasy delight and reached down to their union as if it hurt. She lowered her body onto her knees and their thrusts were short and urgent. Her succulent tummy blocked my view, but Neil's balls continued to slap against her silky mound. 

Something flesh-colored blocked my view through the binoculars. I moved them away from my eyes and saw Mike, buck naked, standing before Janie. His body completely hid her gorgeous face, but I knew by the way he moved his hips in front of her that she was sucking him off while also being fucked. That realization almost made me cum, but I struggled to hold my composure. 

I decided to move to the next cluster of foliage to get a better view. As before, I darted swiftly with my hands over my bare genitals to a closer spot. Now I could see the action more in profile.

Mike's head relaxed back in pleasure as Janie sucked him casually. His hands came up to stroke her pretty cheek and delicate neck, and then buried his fingers into her loose braids. Mike had an impressive cock, much larger than my own, and I was amazed by how deep Janie could take him down her sweet throat. She mewled and gurgled as he fucked her mouth, only gagging once while she stared up at him through teary eyes. He reached down a wiped a few tears off her porcelain cheek before holding her jaw and neck still so he could hump into her face harder. 

After a few more thrusts, Mike embraced Janie under her arms and lifted her into his strong arms. He cuddled her for a second before lowering her to the quilt on her hands and knees. Her body shuddered and shook at the loss of a large object from her vacuuming cunt. She wont be empty for long, I thought, as Mike took position behind her wonderfully golden ass.

With one sure stroke, Mike filled her painfully vacant pussy. She sighed with relief as if she only felt whole with a stuffed cunt. Mike groaned loudly in appreciation.

"Fuck, I love your cunt, Janie!" he exclaimed roughly. He pushed down on her upper back so her face was flat against the quilt and her ass was high in the air. He groped her ass in a frenzy; trying to feel every square inch of her twitching flesh. His fingers buried into her crack to explore her asshole, ran down her lovely muscular legs to her knees, and gripped her hips forcefully as he pounded into her. Janie responded by wailing and moaning like a ghoul out of some cheap horror flick.

Neil had moved around to her anterior, and stroked his own shaft mere inches from her face. She hadn't noticed, as the desperate fucking she received from Mike kept her eyes shut tightly and her head buried in the blanket. 




Janie in Alaska Ch. 02



"Suck me Janie; I want to cum in your face," Neil breathed, pleading. 

Janie struggled to her elbows and opened her sweet ripe lips for him, the whole time being assaulted by Mike's large cock from behind. She had a tough time sucking Neil; her whole body shook with the rhythm of Mike's fevered thrusts. Neil began stroking his own shaft and let Janie manipulate the sensitive tip with her dainty little tongue. It darted out between her teeth and swabbed over his hard flesh, licking the eye, under the head, and along the shaft. Janie took his cockhead into her mouth and sucked as hard as she could; her cheeks hollowed with the effort.

"Oh God, ooooh, my God!" Neil exclaimed. His orgasm was approaching quickly. 

Janie reached out to manipulate his balls, massaging and tugging softly. He hit the point of no return. Neil grabbed his own shaft and pulled back so his cock was free from her oral cavity; and then he pumped roughly sending two, three, four ropes of white semen into her face. His eyes clenched with pleasure, but he couldn't not look at what a pretty mess he made all over her sweet features. The cum coated her from nose to chin, pooled around her upper lip, and dripped down her right cheek onto the quilt. She stuck out her tongue and ran it over her lips, trying to collect as much of his seed as possible. Janie struggled to breathe as Mike pumped her continuously from behind. 

"Yeah, lick up my cum, Slut," Neil chanted as his orgasm subsided, "Sexy Cali girl, lick it all up." I was surprised by his words, but Janie seemed to relish them. 

Her whole body began to tighten up and I assumed she was coming. Her grunts of pleasure turned into one long scream for sheer delight. Mike was still pistoning behind her and I noticed he had buried two thick fingers inside her asshole. She was stroking her right hand over her swollen clit frantically. Neil helped to steady her as she shook.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she shrieked. 

"Yeah? You like my fingers in your ass?" Mike inquired hoarsely. 

"Yes, yes, yessss!" she responded. 

Mike began to climax inside her pussy. His thrusts became very short, to the point where he barely retracted from her womanly cavern at all. He buried himself as deeply as possible and held her meaty hips for leverage as much as for his own stability.  

"Janie, do you want my cum up your cunt?" he asked weakly.

She responded, "Yes, fill me up with cum, Baby!"

"Take my cum, Sweetie, take it all," he ordered her. Mike grabbed forward and secured a hold on her pink pigtails. He pulled backwards on them until her chin jutted forwards. Neil wiped his own cum from her face and cooed at her.

"You are such a good fuck," he told her.

Mike finally released his seed into her. Pulling on her braids really put him over the edge. It put me over the edge too. I couldn't hold out a second longer as my hand became a blur on my shaft. Miraculously, I pumped six jets of semen onto the shrub in front of me and coated my hand in the process. I groaned in relief, but my ears were deaf with pleasure; I glanced up nervously, hoping no one noticed my vocalization.

Mike was wheezing and grunting his own happiness into Janie's back. He fell away from her and stared blankly into the azure Alaskan sky for a few minutes. He slowly regained composure and moved his hand to squeeze Janie's. She was in a modified fetal position, her sweet ass in my direction, and I could see the wetness leaking from her swollen just-fucked cunt. Neil was lying beside her, using his shirt to help clean her face of his mess. 

Mike pulled her by the legs so she rested on her back. 

"You didn't squirt this time, but you came, right?" he asked her as he moved up to his elbow.

She nodded at him weakly.

"I wanna see you squirt again, can we try?" he inquired with a sheepish expression. He seemed to be blushing slightly.

"Um, yeah, you wanna finger me?" she said. She looked a bit loopy; Mike had fucked her silly. She arched her back and spread her creamy thighs wide. I could see the wetness from Mike's cum trickling out of her; the whole area was shiny and slick. 

Mike moved to her right side and slid his thick forearm between her legs. 

"Your cum feels heavenly inside me," she confided. 

Mike inserted two fingers into her hot dripping snatch. The pussy folds opened automatically, as if he has fucked the elasticity out of her cunt. He wiped away a large glop of his own cum before lowering his mouth to her sensitive love bud. Janie sighed with content and pushed her womanly hips up to meet his face. I wondered if he tasted his own saltiness on her sweet flesh. 

"Angle your fingers deep against the front of my pussy," she instructed. Mike did as he was told, moving his head away from her sex so he could watch her expression for clues to his progress. Neil watched with intense curiosity as Mike serviced her.

"That's it. Feel that little nub of spongy stuff?" she asked, beginning to pant.

He nodded.

"Push on it and just past it. Don't remove your fingers," she coached. He did as she requested, watching her eyes for more hints at how to make her gush.

"Just like that!" she groaned when his longest finger found the right spot between her cervix and the fleshy nub deep inside. She began to convulse uncontrollably. Janie rubbed her own clitoris and squeezed her mons roughly. 

"Yeah, yeah, keep it goin'. I'm so close," she wailed. "Curve the tip of your fingers deep inside me."

She had a blessed-out expression on her face: her brows were furrowed into a sexy grimace, her lips pouted seductively. Janie appeared completely wanton as Mike fingered her for all he was worth. He moved his head down and blew cool air over her scalding buzzing clit. 

She rewarded his efforts with a very wet orgasm. Frantically, Janie bucked her hips forward and captured as much length as his digits would allow. Any more and he would have been fisting her. She sucked in a deep breath and let it out forcefully, concentrating on letting it all go. A clear, long expulsion of fluid followed, completely soaking Mike's hand and forearm. Droplets stuck to the hair of his forearm and glistened in the sunlight. He became a man possessed, consumed with the task of licking up all her girlie cum. 

I too, wished I could have a taste. My cock immediately throbbed back to life. I resumed my masturbatory duties, hoping I could polish off another orgasm before they dressed.

Luckily, they were far from done. Neil offered her his hardening cock, which she tugged and guided towards her messy, sloppy hole. Mike obliged by moving out of the way and allowing Neil access to her sweet loose pussy. There was no resistance as he pushed past her hot-pink pussy lips to stroke her abyss. 

Neil moved over her in a modified push-up position, so he had better control. Janie's legs were spread wide, and she moved one leg up onto his shoulder.

"Oh yeah, you boys fuck me sooo good!" she exclaimed. "Nice and deep! Oh, so wet!"

I'm sure Neil appreciated Janie's well-fucked, sodden cunt. One of my biggest fantasies is to get sloppy seconds. My hand was moving quickly on my shaft just below my cockhead. Sweat formed on my forehead from the exertion. I was determined to milk another load from my balls, even though I had just climaxed a few minutes ago. 

"You want two loads of cum in that pussy, huh?" Neil asked, face red.

"Yes, fill me up!" Janie urged.

"...two loads, from...two different cocks...huh?" he hissed at her.

With that, Neil and I came at the same time. Him in her flexing, juicy cunt; mine on the shrub again. Neil stirred her insides with his red-tipped cock for a few minutes as the sweat dried on their bodies and breathing became normal. He let his flaccid penis slide from her womanhood, coated with the juices of three people.

She stood up shakily and flexed her pussy open. All the goo ran down her legs to pool at her ankles. It looked like a pint of cum! Janie smiled down on them wickedly before executing a perfect dive into the clear blue water. 

Both men followed, joining her in the lake. They splashed around and played while I snuck back to my daypack and composed myself. I quietly hiked back up the hill, off the trail so they wouldn't notice me. I made it back home in 15minutes and immediately jumped in the shower. 

Later in the evening, I decided to do some light lifting and was surprised to see Janie walking on the treadmill. My heart fluttered when our eyes met, and she smiled sincerely at me. I tried to focus on my reps, my breathing and posture while I lifted, but Janie's jiggling chest made it very difficult! 

I had to go home early and jerk off to her memory, and the scene I had witnessed earlier in the day. What a sexy woman! Hopefully, I would scrounge up the courage to hit on Janie, and maybe I would get a chance at making sweet love to her. I sighed to myself, said goodnight to Reece, and turned off the light.

Will Rob get his chance with Janie? Chapter 03 will be out next! Please vote and comment; it keeps me motivated to write!



Janie in Alaska Ch. 03



My summer in Alaska was turning out to be quite an adventure. I caught a 126 lb. Pacific Halibut, went bear hunting, learned how to fly fish, and had amazing sex just about every night with either Mike or Neil (and sometimes both!). I had been hired as a fisheries technician at a remote salmon hatchery, and in the gender minority, found myself surrounded by attractive men. Three in particular were Mike, Neil, and Rob.

With my charming personality and curvy body I quickly gained the attention of tall, muscular Mike and lean, rugged Neil. They were best friends, of course. Luckily, both men were pretty easy going about the whole three-way affair, although Mike became somewhat jealous when I spent time alone with Neil. 

I had to admit, Neil was a better lover. He was sure of himself and had a firm hand with me while we made love. Our passion could be harvested and sold by the pint, it was that intense. Also, Neil was up for it anytime, anywhere; for instance the women's shower stall.

Mike had his strong points too though; he had a larger cock and was better at cuddling and snuggling than Neil. When I wanted to pout on someone's shoulder, be babied, and held tight, I would turn to Mike. He was a good listener; quiet yet kind. We would make love slowly in his bed just staring into each other's eyes until I would become multi-orgasmic. 

When all three of us got together the sex was mind-blowing. We tried every position from finger-cuffs to double-penetration. We often had sex on the dock up at the Lake. They learned to share me, and didn't mind sloppy seconds. Neil seemed to relish it the most, actually. I loved the attention from both men, although I missed my boyfriend back home in San Diego. 

My boyfriend Greg had agreed to my suggestion of an open relationship on one condition; I had to tell him all the naughty details by phone as he masturbated. This task was highly arousing for me; not only could I hear the shock and delight in his voice as I described my manage trios trysts, but the only telephone was in the Manager's office. The possibility of getting caught during the act of phone sex with Greg just added fuel to the fire. Not only could the manager walk in on me, but any of the other employees as well. I would usually wear a short skirt without undergarments for my torrid phone calls, incase I also needed to stroke my genitals. I loved to hear Greg grunt and groan during his orgasm.

A few times while on the phone with Greg, I was caught by Rob, the manager, with my hands between my legs sitting in his office chair. Every time, I tried to play it off like I was adjusting my skirt. Rob being a gentleman either pretended not to notice, or was completely naive to my wandering fingers. I doubted the latter however; Rob was no dummy.

I had to give Rob credit; for an older guy he had an amazing body. At first I assumed he was chubby because his chest was like a barrel. He perpetually wore a faded sweatshirt that hid his muscular physique. I finally realized he was a weight-lifter when I ran into him at our small gym. Jar-heads and muscle men usually don't do it for me, but the first time I was him shirtless, I couldn't tear my eyes away from his impressive biceps and sculpted pectorals. His body was that of a Roman God, well, except he was bald and rather short. 

Rob was very similar to my own height; I suspected close to 5'7". But his large frame, light step, and jovial humor made him appear taller. He possessed a commanding presence; and he was an excellent manager. Everyone loved him. Rob loved to tease and joke around, but he knew the boundaries not to cross. He had attractive blue eyes and a warm face; I liked him immediately.

I decided to flirt with him a few times to see what his reaction would be. I was surprised to find him a bit shy and taken aback each time I did this. It made me feel guilty and ashamed to hit on someone who saw me as only an employee, a liability, and not as a sexual being. Whenever I would flirt with him he would just blush and change the subject, or joke with me before walking away. Honestly, Mike and Neil kept me so busy I never had much time to ponder Rob's actions.

He didn't seem to mind me staring at him in the gym, though. His body was amazing. I often wondered why he was held up in the middle of nowhere with no one to show off that body to, when he should be flexing it on Muscle Beach, California. In fact, the men loved to joke around that Rob's tits rivaled my own in size! 

Today was no different from any other day off; I sunbathed at the Lake, got pounded by Neil and Mike in turn, and decided to lift some weights before taking a shower. I was not surprised to see Rob running on the treadmill when I walked into the gym. He was listening to his iPod and breathing hard, but managed to shoot me a sincere smile through his thick beard. I loved the way his dirty-blonde facial hair moved around on his face when he smiled widely. I knew there were dimples under there somewhere.

I decided to skip the cardiovascular work-out; I did that earlier when Neil bounced me on his lap. Then Mike and I fucked doggie-style up against the desk in his room. Both men had unloaded inside of me so I was in desperate need of a shower. I just wanted to do some quick sets before bathing. 

Without looking over to Rob, I approached the free-weights and bench. I started with some easy bicep moves and then moved to flys. I noticed that Rob would glance over at me every few seconds to study my form. I was extra-careful to maintain my posture since I knew he was watching me. A few times our gazes met but then darted away quickly. 

I sat down on the bench and moved a larger weight over my head to work my triceps. Rob had finished jogging and toweled off a few feet away from me. He removed his orange tank-top by pulling it over his head and baring his taunt abdominals. When he turned away from me I studied his wide lats, the trapezius bulging at the back of his neck, and his large deltoids bubbling at the tops of his shoulders. He turned around abruptly and caught me staring.

"Hey, let me help you; you're going to hurt your back if you keep arching it like that," he said. He approached me from the right and placed his hand on my lower back. "Here; try not to arch it. Focus on bringing your belly-button to your spine."

"Okay..." I tried to do as he asked. It was difficult to concentrate as his hot flesh touched mine.

"That's better. Now, keep your elbows right next to your ears. Exhale when you bring the weights up...good."

I exhaled suddenly when his arm brushed up against my breast by accident. With one hand on my lower back, and one holding my elbows in, his bare arm grazed the side of my breast as I went through the motion. Goosebumps popped out on my flesh and the hair on the back of my neck stood up. I became vaguely aware of moisture and the dull thud of arousal in the depths of my womanhood.

I couldn't help it, but I became very aroused sitting next to Rob. His hands gripped me gently; they were thick like bear paws. I could feel the heat radiating from his sweaty body as he stood behind me. I could actually feel his breath on the back of my neck, softly cooling my own perspiration that formed there. 

My voice cracked lightly, "...you sure know what you are doing."

"We'll it's one of my serious hobbies. I love to challenge my body."

"I...I can tell. I mean, you have a nice body. Um, it's obvious you spend a lot of time in here," I stammered.

I could tell he was smiling behind me. "Probably too much time; the gym is my girlfriend."

I laughed, "Does that mean I should wipe the benches before I sit down? Make sure there's no Essence d'Rob?" 

He chuckled, "Ummm no, I don't love it THAT much." He was blushing again. I could feel the extra heat radiating off of him.

"Why don't you have a girlfriend, Rob?" I asked.

"...Oh geez, I dunno. I don't think I am THAT picky. Being out here in the boonies makes it difficult to meet the right girl. I try to hire as many females as possible, but then they just leave at the end of the summer. I guess I am afraid to hit on seasonals too...um...because I am the boss and I could get into trouble with that."

"Yeah, but you are allowed to date females who are working for this company too, right?" I inquired.

"Oh yeah, they know people have needs; they don't frown on it. We all live and work in the same place, so it is impossible to keep co-workers from dating each other."

"Yeah, true."

"But if the seasonal were to complain, you know, if...she...didn't feel the same way about me as...um...I did her...then it could get complicated," he explained. I could tell he was talking about me. His voice was shaking a bit.

"I see..." I said. "What do you look for in a girl?"

Rob took the weights from my hands since I had finished my third set of reps. Without telling me what to do, he moved me into a crouching row. I knew the exercise, so I moved right into it. He placed his hands on my upper arm to steady it. 

When we had the positioning down and I began my set, he continued the conversation.

"Um, I like a girl who is active and works out a lot. But I would have to say personality and sense of humor are more important. The girl could be hot as hell but if her personality sucks and she isn't witty, then how are you gonna spend time with her and keep a straight face?"

"Well, physically; what features do you like?"

Rob laughed a bit nervously, "...normal-colored hair is nice." He was referring to my pink hair. I had dyed it before I came to Alaska. 

"Ha ha; so funny. Seriously..."

"Mmm, light eyes. Freckles are cute. Definitely into legs and butts."

"What about boobs? Don't you like big boobs?" I asked a bit accusingly.

"Of course, but they don't have to be huge. And fake ones are just gross."

"What about mine; are they too big?" I asked innocently. I have all natural 36DDs.

"Um, no they're...nice. I guess I am not used to seeing big ones on a girl," he said looking down. I could tell I had embarrassed him. It was fun.

"You've never seen them this big before?!" I asked shocked.

Rob countered, "Well, sure, in movies. But all my girlfriends have had little handfuls."

"Ohh."

"I'm not even sure I'd know what to do with some that big," he joked, pointing to mine.

I contemplated just asking him if he would like to see them. I wanted him to play with them, but I was a bit nervous. He was my boss after all. I felt my big nipples straining against the fabric of my sports bra. They were hard and excited. Sometimes they are visible standing out through two bras and a shirt; I wondered if Rob could see them now. 

A moment of silence followed and it was obvious what we were both thinking about. I continued my flirting.

"It seems as if most men are into big boobs. I wonder if it's because of being breast-fed or just our pop culture."

Rob interrupted, "–No, I think it's just because women have them and men don't."

"Most men don't," I said and squeezed one of his pecs teasingly. "Hey now, that's sexual harassment," he winked at me.

"What are you gonna do about it, fire me?" I joked.

He hesitated for a second and stared into my eyes with his sweet blue ones. "Well, you touched mine; I think I get to touch yours." There was a wicked smile on his face as he scanned my expression for a reaction. I noticed him blush under his thick beard.

I smiled at him. "You wanna see them?" 

Rob nodded quietly and glanced towards the door. 

I stood in front of him and pulled my T-shirt over my head. I was wearing a black Nike sports bra. His full attention was on me, so I lifted my bra and let my soft mountains of flesh dangle free. They were like large pendulums and rocked into each other, bouncing around. The nipples are soft peach-pink with bright crimson-colored nipples. The areolas are quite large and dimpled like rosettes. They have the ability to hypnotize any man, which is just what they did to Rob. 

I thought drool would escape the side of his mouth as he stared hungrily at my tit-flesh on display. I moved my body a few inches closer and raised my hands up to cup each breast in hand. I pushed them together sensually until the line of cleavage disappeared up into my bra. Annoyed with the garment, I pulled it over my head.

Rob said nothing and just gazed into the white globes as I tugged on my own nipples and smiled sweetly at him. I tugged them quite roughly away from my body until the nipples were fully aroused; puckered, engorged, reddened. I had faint tan lines from my string bikini.

I broke the spell by asking him, "I thought you wanted to touch them?"

In an instant he was next to me pressing his sweat-sticky body up against mine. One tit rested against his hard bare chest while he tentatively cupped the other in his thick palm. Rob squeezed the left one ever-so-gently and made me gasp for more. He ran his thumb back and forth across the rubbery teat until I neared delirium. 

"It makes my knees weak when you do that," I confessed in my sultriest voice possible.

Rob took a seat on the black vinyl work-out bench and pulled me down to straddle his lap. His extremely thick muscular thighs made it difficult for me to straddle him. His lap was simply immense. I moved around until I found a comfortable spot on top of his hard body and lowered down. It was impossible to miss his erection poking up into me. 

"May I?" he asked, his face close to my bare tits. I nodded affirmation and he lowered his face into my cleavage. He sniffed my skin and slowly opened his mouth to accept one large nipple. Rob sucked very gently, much like a nursing infant, and closed his eyes too. 

I began to squirm on his lap in frustration, hoping he would suck more flesh into his mouth or use more pressure. He snaked one hand that was resting on my leg around my waist to hold me tight. He was so powerful, I gasped out loud in surprise. If such a strong man could rough me up, I knew I would die of happiness.

I moaned and sighed my approval and tried to squirm some more.

"...they...are...absolutely...perfect...mmm...lovely..." he complimented between sucks. 

Rob moved his mouth to my other tit and continued to nurse. He pushed my breasts together creating a large cleavage furrow, which he admired before sniffing. He must like the aroma of the first hint of a female perspiration, I thought. Pheromones do their trick! 

The whole time I sat on his lap, his cock strained against the fabric of his sweatpants and my lycra shorts. If those two pieces of material were not an obstacle, his rigid boner would be parting the folds of my sloppy cum-filled cunt. What was left of Neil's and Mike's cum was probably dripping onto my shorts by now. I wasn't wearing any panties. I couldn't believe that my insatiable pussy wanted more. Three cocks in one evening?

I reluctantly moved my body from Rob's lap and stood in front of him. He wiped some spittle from his chin and stared at me with intense need. I wasn't sure he would approve of my sloppy cunt, or if he would be able to tell that it was filled with other men's semen for that matter, but I was afraid of him finding out. So I offered him the next best thing.

"Would you like a tittie-fuck?" I asked.

His expression went blank for a millisecond before a lewd smirk covered his face. "Yeah, I would love one. Never done it."

With my graceful hand on his, I led him away from the bench so I could lie down on it. "I have some lotion in my bag," I said pointing to it. Rob grabbed it up off the floor and unzipped it. He rooted around in it for a moment before handing it to me. I located it easily and tossed the bag to the side. It was honey-almond scented hand-cream, very thick and smooth. 

Rob watched in amazement and I squirted some into my palm and heated it between my fingers before applying the peach-colored cream to my breasts. I started with the nipples, coating each one in turn, before moving outwards in concentric circles. Before long, my entire chest was slick and shiny, and a few shades lighter due to the color of the cream. 

I lowered myself down to the bench, my pink hair cascading on either side of the seat. My tits "pan-caked" seductively on my chest, but were firm and youthful enough to stick up into the air as well. I pushed on either side of my globes creating a cavern as deep as any pussy. Rob continued to stare in astonishment at his goal line. 

He was so mesmerized, he forgot to undress. 

"Um, it works better if you take your pants off, Rob," I commented. 

"–Oh yeah, I know," he stammered and quickly removed his sweatpants. His boxer-briefs went with his pants, and only his thick pink cock was left to point in my direction. It was not exceptionally long, but he was trimmed, well groomed, and circumcised. I knew his cock would look lovely nestled between my boobs. 

He approached me and straddled my chest. The bench was at the perfect height to allow him to stand over me. Rob spit into his palm and rubbed the natural lubrication onto the length of his dick, stroking it leisurely. I allowed my breasts to fall apart until the creamy skin of my sternum could be seen. Instinctively, Rob placed his scalding hot boner between my tits and let me press them tightly around him. I pressed firmly until my puffy nipples puckered once again. My chest was flushed with a glowing pink hue. 

Rob groaned deep in his throat as he realized what a treat was in store for him. He began to move his hips back and forth in a steady rhythm. He let his head fall back in pleasure as he groaned towards the ceiling. With each thrust, his cockhead threatened to erupt from the anterior section of my cleavage, but the furrow was so deep that my tits almost completely hid his member. Rob angled his body and pressed forward until his spongy pink cockhead finally appeared. It butted against my chin.

I could feel his smooth hairless thighs against the softness of my torso. I stared up into his sky-blue eyes, then moved my gaze down his body to admire his hairless chest, taunt six-pack abs, and defined oblique muscles. God, he was attractive! His hard toned body looked sexy next to my soft curvy one.

Rob's warm length felt wonderful between my tits and he moved his hands to play with my sensitive nipples. He toyed gently with them at first until my urgent groans prompted him to pinch roughly until my head thrashed from side to side. As his treatment of my breasts became steadily rougher, the dirtier were the words that escaped my mouth. 

"Oh yeah, you like to fuck those big titties? Oh Baby, pinch my nipples; make them sore!" 

"Oh Janie, I love these things!" Rob said referring to my breasts. 

He placed his hands over my own and helped me make the tightest cavern possible. He groaned louder with an urgency I knew meant he wouldn't last much longer. Rob slammed into my chest about ten more times before hissing and moaning in sheer bliss.

"Oh fuck, oh God, I'm cumming!" he announced. He continued to piston against my flesh as he climaxed. The whitish-clear liquid pumped out steadily, but Rob kept thrusting until his semen added to the lubrication and was rubbed into my skin. He collapsed forward into the wall, and took his time removing his sticky body from my own. 

I sat up half-way and leaned against the wall. My breasts tingled from the lack of stimulus when there had previously been so much. It took a moment for me to register that Rob had crouched between my legs and was tugging at my exercise shorts. He pulled them down to my ankles in one swift movement, exposing my hairy mound. I shave the sides of my pussy and trim the hair so it is neatly groomed. The whole area was sticky and puffy. I could smell my own sodden cunt. 

All along he had been such a gentleman, but now he was like a man possessed. Rob moved closer to get a sniff. He moved his face down between my legs and held me at the knees, spread open. My pussy was flushed and wet, how it usually is when two men are battling for its attention. Rob was the third. 




Janie in Alaska Ch. 03



My sloppy cunt spayed apart and leaked clear juice in a small stream down my folds. Without a word, Rob moved his mouth over my open sex and slotted his fat tongue into my hole. I worried he would taste an unusually salty flavor. I tensed in apprehension.

"Relax, let me taste you," he whispered hoarsely.

I did as he asked, and let him feast on my juices which probably had the essence of two other men. My hips moved in small circles, and I lifted myself up off the bench to meet his bearded face. I clutched a metal weight rack for stability. The cool steel in my hand contrasted with the boiling hot sensation between my legs. 

Rob slowly worked two fingers into my pussy. He expertly sucked on my aching clit while dipping first one, then two digits inside me. With both fingers deep inside my cunt, he splayed them apart, really stretching my pussy open. 

"You have such a lovely big pussy," he commented. "It looks as though it's been fucked recently."

Rob stared up at me with a knowing look. I shot him a worried expression. Did he know? Would he think badly of me? My mind raced with worry and concern.

He put my worries to rest by rimming out both holes with his expert tongue. He swirled his meaty tongue around the delicate opening to my hot pussy before moving down to tease my asshole with it. My cunt splayed wide open for him, so he could see inside the inner folds. The fleshy swollen nub at the apex looked tender and sore from so many orgasms in one day.

"I bet all the guys working for me would love to fuck this hot little honey-pot of yours," he said calmly. His words made me dizzy with lust. "I bet they would just line up to fuck you, Janie."

"Oh Rob, I love for you to talk like that to me..." I gasped. He knew it. But how did he know?

He continued his dirty talk, "I bet Neil would love to slide his cock into you right after Mike fucked you and filled your cunt."

My eyes shot open. Had those boys been telling Rob about our three-way exploits?

"Janie, I watched you at the Lake. Many times, actually. I saw you fuck two of my best employees right in broad daylight."

My eyes got wide with shock and lust. I felt an orgasm ready to crash over me. However, I was too delirious with passion to say anything. Rob's fingers found my deepest spot and rubbed it gently.

"I heard them call you a slut, and you loved it. I saw you take one cock up your cunt while your mouth feasted on another."

"Ohhh, Roooooob, oooooooh my Gaaaaawwwwddd," I wailed.

"I know you had sex right before you came in here to workout; I can taste it. I don't mind it. You taste lovely."

"I'm gonna cuuuuum!"

"Such a slut, Janie. You know you drive all of us guys insane with lust. Me included. And right after you cum for me, I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll have to take the day off sick tomorrow!" he whispered to me. 

His surprisingly lewd words put me over the edge. I never thought "nice guy" Rob would say such things to me. My orgasm ripped through me rather violently. My body shuddered as if I were having a seizure. More clear liquid seeped from my contracting hole. Rob's thumb on my clit buzzed as quickly as any vibrator. His thick fingers were like magic. 

Before my orgasmic aftershocks had fully subsided, Rob pulled me onto his lap. He actually picked me up, something that only strong men can do. He held me firmly and lowered me onto his huge lap as before, but this time there were no clothes in the way. His lovely thick cock inched up me, and I sank onto him with such relief. Instantly, I began to move my hips and wiggle my ass. His perfectly modest length allowed me to really slam down onto him without the fear of him hurting me. 

I bounced on his cock for a few more moments and then was surprised again when he held me tightly and stood up. I am not a large woman, but I am not petite either. I could not remember if I had ever fucked this way before. At first I was worried he might drop me, but I have seen Rob squat just over 500 pounds, so I figured I was safe in his strong arms. 

His face was in my cleavage and my legs were wrapped around his waist. It was as if he rested my entire weight on our union. He held me in his arms and flexed his hips upward. For the most part, he stayed deep inside me and only retracted an inch or so during each stroke.

I started to wail in sheer delight as his curved cock stroked my G-spot. The way he fucked me just fanned the flames of my passion. Rob slowly walked over to the wall and pushed me up against it. It was cold and shocking, and made my pussy quiver on his cock. He pushed me roughly into the drywall, held me by my plump ass, and pummeled me for all he was worth. 

I felt the waves crash over me. My heart was pounding in my ears and I was vaguely aware of the mewling sounds coming from the back of my throat. My cunt tensed briefly before commencing with a very wet climax. 

"Yeah squirt all over my cock!" he shrieked when he noticed the small spray I ejaculated. I looked down into his intensely blue eyes which were filled with desire.

"Oh God, oh fuck, yeah, yeah, YEAH!" I screamed as the last tremors shook though me. 

"One more load in there for the day, okay?" he asked me.

"Yes, Baby, fill me up!" I demanded.

Rob clenched me so tightly I thought I would suffocate. His grunts turned into loud groans which became a near-holler. I actually felt the tip of his dick explode inside me. I was so loose and sloppy, that the cum ran right out of my cunt due to gravity. It pooled on the floor beneath us like a dollop of vanilla yogurt. I lowered a leg to support myself as Rob lost most of his strength. He pulled out but to my amazement, continued to climax. He shot two additional jets across my sticky tummy. 

The both of us collapsed to the floor, breathing heavily. For the first time, Rob moved close to kiss me tenderly on the lips. He brushed a strand of strawberry-pink hair out of my eyes and clutched my hand. I rested my flushed cheek against his soft beard as our breathing returned to a normal pace.

"That was so good," he said with a broad smile. I was close enough to notice he did indeed have dimples under that beard.

"You are amazing. I can't believe how strong you are. I knew I should stick to older men," I sighed. 

He countered, "Hey, I'm only ten years older than you."

"And better than those two boys," I confided. "I need a shower now."

"Please take one with me, at my house?" Rob asked looking into my eyes.

"Maybe..."

"I have a removable shower head and I would love to wash all the cum off your sexy body before coating you with more," he smiled at me wickedly. His eyes crinkled at the corners as he watched me through blonde eyelashes.

"Okay, but I am going to need a raise," I joked.

We dressed quickly and I walked with him to his house. 

I spent the night with Rob and we fucked well into the night. He was amazing; better than either Mike or Neil. We decided to keep our trysts a secret, and they were fairly infrequent. Unfortunately, I only had three weeks left at the hatchery before I was due to head home, where Greg was anxiously waiting for me (See "Janie's Surprise for Greg"). 

I still occasionally email Rob with some sexy story or dirty joke. He was the best time I had all summer in Alaska. I heard he is getting married next spring; what a lucky girl.

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I am writing one more Chapter with Janie and Rob; let me know what you think or how I could improve it. Thanks for reading and voting!



Janie in Alaska



I felt a curious tingling deep in my cunt that I am familiar with. The angle allowed Mike to really hit me good; my G-spot was buzzing. As if knowing just what to do, Mike reached both hands under my ass and lifted me to meet his thrusts. His arms beneath my lower back allowed his dick to penetrate me fully and without warning, my orgasm broke. Mike's beautiful cock caressed my depths like a harpist caresses the strings. It was delicate but highly coordinated and just when I thought my spasms would subside, they continued. I realized that soft grunts were escaping me, moans that sounded like a wounded animal. The next moment Mike squeezed me harshly around my waist and held his cock on the deepest part of the front of my pussy. My ears went deaf for a second and I thought I was passing out. My cunt felt so good that it actually hurt. My eyes were clenched tight and I was vaguely aware of one of the boys speaking.

"Holy shit, she just soaked the bed!"

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, look at how shiny I am!"

I opened my eyes slowly.

Neil said, "That's not your cum?"

"No, I haven't popped yet. I thought she was peeing on me!"

I tried to speak but my lips wouldn't take shape. Neil grabbed my legs and moved me to the left about eight inches. A large wet spot was in view.

"Look at that!" he exclaimed.

"Janie, you squirt?" Mike asked, clearly still in shock.

"...um, only sometimes," I said weakly.

They both stared at me in amazement. Neil's cock was fully hard again and Mike's was so swollen, I could see pre-cum leaking from the red tip. The men eyed me like two boys in love with their babysitter. 

"Can I taste it?" Neil asked.

I nodded at him and spread my thighs. He knelt between my legs and swabbed his devilish tongue over my plump outer labia. The whole area was soaked with my juice. His tongue was nice but almost too light to feel after the hard fucking Mike had just given me. 

"Sweet Jesus..." Neil commented between licks, "...what a sweet cunt."

Just when I became comfortable with his urgent serpentine licks, Neil backed away and rolled me over by my hips. He positioned me on all fours and scooted up behind me. I instinctively arched my back and tilted my round white ass in his direction. Neil's hands on my hips tilted me even further until I felt his cockhead nudging between my saturated pussy lips. I was so wet there was absolutely no resistance; he slid in to the hilt on that first thrust.

His cock felt sublime; it was smooth and thick and felt even longer than Mike's. Neil bounced me off his body slowly and casually, moaning softly and telling me what a wet cunt I have. My pussy was making loud squelching sounds that just spurred us on. I reached down to diddle my clit and spread my legs a little more to allow access for my hand. When in this position, I usually put my face in a pillow and moan loudly, but Mike held me up and played with my hanging tits. 

I glanced up and saw Mike's pulsing cock hovering near my face. The head was fully engorged; his cock looked like a baton. The head was all shiny and pre-cum pooled at the tip. After admiring it for a few seconds, I craned my neck a bit to reach it with my mouth. Mike gasped as I sucked gently, placing his hand on my forehead to push a strand of bubble-gum hair out of the way.

Neil increased the pace of his thrusts behind me, and my fingers wiggled furiously on my clit. Mike's hands all over my breasts, neck, and face while I blew him really added to the intense sexual atmosphere. My make-up was smudged as I looked up into Mike's contorted face. He was breathing hard and I knew he would cum any second. I wanted him to but I also wanted something else...

"Don't you wanna fuck my ass Mike?" 

I said it so sweetly and looked up into his turquoise eyes with such feigned innocence that it put him over the edge. A look of pure lust mixed with shock consumed his features as he pumped more than a few ropes of jism onto my swinging tits. The mess coated me from my neck down to my clavicle and slowly ran down my cleavage. It dripped onto the bedspread.

"I've never fucked a girl in the ass," he exclaimed hopefully as his breathing slowed to normal. 

I sat back on my haunches and rubbed Mike's copious seamen into my breasts like lotion. It made them shiny and sticky and my nipples were very hard. They were the color of my lingerie, surrounded by light pink sand-dollar-sized areola. Neil moved up with me so we were sort-of spooning on our knees. His cock remained inside me.

"She wants her ass fucked, Neil," Mike announced with a wicked grin.

"I know, I heard," he grunted. Neil bounced me on his lap a few more times before bending me forward. I was face-down, ass up, just the way I like it for anal sex. 

Neil inserted his lovely cock back inside my pussy, then licked a finger and probed it around my ass. It was so juicy and I felt it twitch in anticipation. Neil teased me with his finger for a few more seconds while Mike moved around to get a better look. 

"Oh please, please...I need it," I begged.

Just then, Neil pushed his longest digit past my ring and buried it up to the knuckle in my ass. 

"I'm gonna loosen this hole up before fuckin' it," he warned me. 

"Oh, yes, yes, yessssss!" I purred.

Unable to wait any longer, Neil pulled out of my pussy and placed the head of his prick at the entrance to my rectum. Before he could press forward to nudge it in, I bucked backwards. He slid in about two inches and my moans were shrill and needy.

"Jesus, what a slut you are, Janie," Mike commented, totally engrossed with the scene in front of him. 

"Yeah, you like that cock in your ass, Cali girl?" Neil hissed. 

I was drooling all over the pillow and trying not to scream. It felt heavenly! 

After holding the first few inches of cockmeat in my tightest hole for awhile, I began to move back and forth. Taking the hint, Neil began to slowly slide in and out. The pressure was intense but I loved it. I rocked myself back to meet his thrusts; I wanted to take him deeper.

At this point, my asshole was stretched and relaxed, and I was ready for a good pounding. But, I wanted a cock in my pussy too! Glancing over, I noticed that Mike's dick was semi-hard so I put my plan into action. I slithered forward on my hands and knees, escaping Neil's clutches. I threw my candy-colored hair over my shoulders and began sucking on Mike's cock to get it fully hard. Neil looked annoyed and tried to slide up behind me again but I resisted the advance.

"What gives...?" Neil whined, stroking the base of his cock.

"Let's give the ass-virgin a go," I explained with a devilish smirk.

Mike responded immediately. His cock expanded in my mouth to full salute. When I tasted more pre-cum, I knew he was ready. I backed away and Mike stared up at me a bit nervously. 

"I want two at once. Neil, lie on the bed," I instructed coolly.

Neil did as he was asked, his dick sticking straight up into the air. He watched me with a huge grin on his face. I climbed aboard and sank myself down onto his shaft until his cute little beer belly was pressed against my clit. I moaned softly as he filled my pussy completely. I leaned forward onto Neil's solid chest and felt his strong arms around my waist.

"Now you, Mike," I purred over my shoulder.

Mike approached a bit cautiously. "I just don't wanna hurt you."

"Please, I need both holes filled!" I urged.

Mike squatted behind us and stared down at his landing pad, my little pink asshole winking up at him above the sexy sight of Neil's cock stretching my cunt. He gulped and moved closer. For good measure, he spit on his fingers and worked then in small circles around my rim. 

"Oh yeah, Baby!" I encouraged him to continue.

Mike dipped a finger in apprehensively but was rewarded with more moans and purrs from me. Satisfied that I was happy with a stretched asshole, Mike replaced his fingertip with the head of his cock. He had to press firmly for my asshole to surrender, but when it did we both groaned with pleasure. 

I ground my body in circles onto Neil's crotch, taking him fully into my pussy and retreating only an inch or so. I love when a big cock just stays deep inside me to fondle my abyss. Neil did not disappoint; he moved his hips with mine to really stir up my insides. My honey flowed out immediately.

"Oh fuck! Oh, God!" I shrieked. 

Behind me, Mike was still tentatively probing my ass. But when he heard the "Oh fucks" and Oh Gods" coming from my mouth, he relaxed a bit and entered me deeper. Between the two of them, I had at least 13 inches in me, and Mike still wasn't in to the hilt yet! I closed my eyes as tears welled up from the extreme pleasure. I felt like one giant hole being stuffed. I can't remember exactly what profanities I said, or maybe I was incomprehensible, but what I do remember is that both men became bold and really rammed me. 

Mike had his large hands on my ass cheeks; Neil was holding my ribcage and nuzzling his face between my D-cups. I started to shudder and the room began to spin. I ground down on Neil's lap, trying to squash my clit and make my orgasm even more intense. And believe me, when it hit, it was the best fucking cum of my life. I don't remember a start or an end to it. I just flailed and screamed until Neil covered my mouth with his hand to shut me up. I felt a part of my insides explode into a million stars that shot out to my toes, fingers, and nipples. 

Then I was aware of the wetness leaking out onto Neil's balls. As much as I had cum, I still wanted more so I begged them not to stop. I don't think they heard me, but they had no plan of stopping anyway.

Neil announced he was coming first by grunting and tensing his whole body. I was so wet however; I couldn't tell exactly when he filled me with cum. I flexed my pussy to keep the jizz inside me. About three minutes later, Mike unloaded deep inside my ass. As he came, he pulled out and watched my pink sphincter dilate and then added a few more squirts to the rim. 

I weakly rolled off Neil and spread my legs and lifted my ass so the boys could see the damage they had done. What felt like a pint of cum ran out of my holes and pooled on the sheets. Some of the white goo stuck to my pussy folds. As I ran my hands over their mess, I hummed happily to myself. They stared in awe as both of my holes winked at them before closing shut. 

"Good God, that was amazing!" Mike said breathlessly.

"We are going to have a lot of fun this summer," Neil commented.

"Yeah, somehow I don't think I will be doing as much fishing as I usually do," Mike smiled.

And with that, they both kissed me goodnight and tucked me into bed. That was the beginning of a wild three-way love affair that lasted the rest of my stay in Alaska.

Look for the next few Chapters of this story, coming soon!