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Janie

By: coyoteugly



Janie was excited. She had never been so turned on before. Her best friend, Marcus, was coming over. She had a secret that he would find out sometime that night.

Marcus was nervous. He had lusted after Janie for a long time. He used the pretense of wanting to rent a few movies and watch them with her to get close to her. He thought that maybe tonight was the night he was going to confess, for good or ill, his desire for her. 

He planned it carefully. When she would lean on his shoulder and start to wind down and start to doze off, he would tell her that he wanted her. Hopefully she would be too sleepy to make a fuss about it until the next morning when she wasn't going to be sure he said anything.

Marcus picked out a trilogy; The Mummy, The Mummy Returns, and The Scorpion King. He knew that Janie had a thing for both the Rock and Brendan Frasier. She confessed once to having masturbated to their movies before. He simply filed that information away for later-tonight- use. 

He picked up the Chinese that they both loved. Another reason they were such good friends. They had many common interests, food tastes, sports, movie and TV show taste, and they were both single and loving it. 

Janie carefully scrubbed herself clean. She soaked long enough in the scented tub, she knew that Marcus loved how she smelled. She caught him sniffing her neck a few times. She made sure that she shaved everything very well. Her legs, her ankles, her thighs, her armpits, and even her kitty. She left a patch above her clit similar to a landing strip, but slightly wider. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, and shaved.

She dried and picked out a loose fitting yet sensual outfit, which was alluring but not overly appealing in a sexual way. Loose shorts and a tank top, with a built in bra, which helped to support her lovely young breasts. The whiteness of her shirt allowed for easily noticing her erect nipples. Her shorts were loose in the legs, and coupled with her knowledge that she was wearing no panties on her freshly shaven kitty, she was extremely wet. 

After spritzing a bit of her favorite perfume on, just enough to smell but not enough to be over powered by it, she felt ready. She had her long hair in a braid down to the middle of her back. Make-up free and still beautiful and she knew it. At least for tonight.

Marcus pulled into her driveway and had to take a few deep breaths. He was nervous, yes. Anxious? More so. He quickly grabbed the movies in one hand and the bag of food in the other and exited the truck. She saw him coming and opened the door for him. Her smile dazzled him and he knew that he just had to have her, and soon.

Janie opened up the door and grabbed the bag of movies so that she didn't tip any of the food over. She could smell the heavenly scent of the shrimp toast and the teriyaki beef on the skewers. Her own favorite meal was in there, Queen's Chicken. Marcus enjoyed seafood and spicy, so he usually had either Hunan or the Szechuan shrimp. The crab rangoon was always delicious too. 

Janie's stomach growled as she smelled the various foods and knew that she should have eaten earlier that day. She giggled at the gurgling in her stomach and Marcus looked at her oddly. 

"I forgot to eat today. This food smelling so good is just making me feel like I am starving to death!"

"How many times do I have to tell you to EAT? You are going to waste away to nothing, then who will be my movie partner?" Marcus chuckled at her pretty blush. She blushed so easily for him. He had always liked that. 

They took the food into the living room and set up everything on the floor where Janie had set up a heavy blanket and a few bed trays so they could lay on the floor to eat and watch the movies in comfort. The pillows were just right to use as a prop when laying on the stomach and eating and watching the TV.

Marcus watched Janie bend down to put her plates onto the tray, and as he had so many other times, had a tent in his loose shorts. He knew better than to wear anything remotely tight around her. He quickly settled down into an Indian position until he could lay on his stomach without hurting himself. 

With the first movie's opening credits rolling, they were able to catch up on the various things they had done or seen since the last time they talked. Who was dating who, and who was working where. Soon they were involved in the movie and Janie kept stealing glances over at Marcus. She loved to watch him laying on his stomach and his nice ass just begging to be slapped. 

Janie sighed and decided it wasn't time yet to do that. Blushing at her carnal thoughts, she turned back to the movie and admired Brendan Frasier for his daring and skills. 

Marcus caught her looking at him again, only she wasn't looking at his face, he realized that she was staring at his ass! Out of the corner of his eye he saw her blush and pretend to have been absorbed by the movie the whole time. He smiled and knew that he might not wait too much longer like planned. 

Casually he leaned over to her and sniffed her aroma. He loved how she always smelled so inviting and sweet. He wondered what she would smell like after a night of sex and sweat. Probably as delicious as she does squeaky clean, he concluded. He also decided that one way or another, he was going to find out. 

After the mummy had been killed and reburied, they switched DVDs and began to watch the Mummy Returns. Marcus gently brushed a loose strand of hair out of Janie's face, and she jumped. She blushed and looked at him strangely. He couldn't resist. He leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers. 

Janie's dream was coming true. Marcus wanted her! She let him gently kiss him, and then she let out a small moan of pleasure. Marcus stopped kissing her and smelled her intensely. 

"I have always loved how you smell", he said. "What I want to know is, How do you smell after a night of carnal pleasure?" he whispered into her ear. Her moan was all he needed to continue.

Inhaling her feminine scent he licked and sucked her earlobes and neck, her soft shoulders. She shivered and moaned, urging him on. Marcus rolled her over onto her back and he rolled onto her, his erection digging into her thigh.

Janie looked hungrily into his eyes before she kissed his Adam's apple. He groaned and she worked her way to his neck and ears while grinding her hips against him. Marcus couldn't believe that he was having his fantasy come true. He was finally going to feel Janie wrapped around his throbbing manhood. She pulled his shirt and tried to tug it off, but they had to break apart for him to lose the shirt.

It took seconds, but it seemed like forever before Janie could taste his flesh again. She groaned in anticipation as she pulled him up so she could lick his chest. Soon she had him sitting on her chest and she was pulling his shorts down. She grabbed his ass and squeezed. 

"I have been wanting to do that for so long, and this!" she huskily said just before cracking his ass a well placed slap. Marcus yelped in surprise, and felt the sting of her fingerprints marking him as hers for the evening.

"I have wanted you for so long. I never dreamed I could have you for real." he told her. She smiled at him and grabbing his ass, propelled him forward so her hot mouth could envelope his penis.

Marcus could hardly believe his luck. Janie's deft mouth wrapped around his straining cock, he felt his head slide to her throat and he tensed up expecting her to push him back from the greatest feeling in the world. Instead, she pulled his hips even closer and his cockhead slid down her throat until his balls rested on her chin. He almost passed out from the feeling.

Janie pushed and pulled on his thighs to control his trusts into her face, taking his entire 8 inches into her mouth. She was tasting his malehood finally. She had dreamed about it for months, and even in her best imaginings he didn't taste so good. Letting go with one hand she used her free hand to wrap around his cock as if to make her mouth bigger, and squeezed hard while pumping up and down in time with her mouth. 

Marcus felt his balls swell and tighten and he tried to tell Janie before he blew his load into her throat, but it was too late, and Janie didn't seem to mind. Moaning she swallowed all of it. 

"Oh my God! You taste heavenly! I think that I could lick your balls and cock all night long and be happy." Janie said as she gently rolled his scrotum with her soft fingers. 

Marcus had to roll over onto his back so that he wouldn't fall over onto her. Panting he lay there watching her lick her lips. 

"How do you do that? I mean, you took all of me in without gagging."

"I don't know, maybe it is because I had my tonsils out as a kid it doesn't choke me as easily. Either way, I am glad. I love how you feel sliding in and out of my mouth."

"So do I, believe me, so do I. But, it is my turn, so if you would allow me to undress you before sitting you on my face..." Marcus let her catch his drift before taking action.

He gently slid his hands up her sides, under her tank top. He had admired her cleavage all through the first movie, never dreaming that with the second movie playing in the background she would let him actually see and taste it. 

She lifted her arms to allow for easier removal, and he gasped as her breasts were bared to his admiring gaze. Her large nipples poking out begging to be sucked and nibbled. He carefully touched a hand to each breast. Their heat testimony to her arousal. She gasped in pleasure when he roughly pulled her down to him so he could suckle on a nipple as his hand caressed the other one. Switching back and forth he made her gasp in pleasure. Her heavy breathing proved to him that he was doing everything right. He rolled her over so that he was now on top, which allowed for easier removal of her shorts. He kissed his way down her stomach, tugging her shorts off. To his delight shenot only had no panties on, but she was shaven clean. He had often wondered if she had a wild and lovely bush, or if she had taken up with the newest style and shaved. 

He nibbled on her thighs while caressing her stomach for what seemed, to Janie at least, an eternity before parting her dewy lips and using his tongue to find her love nub. His tongue felt like satin on her pussy as he licked and nibbled and caressed his way to her first orgasm. 

Marcus grabbed her hips as she wildly bucked under his expert tongue while moaning and screaming as her hips gyrated. He knew that this one would never be able to fool anyone with a fake orgasm. 

He held on tightly while she screamed for mercy that she can't take any more so that he could force her to take more, prolonging her orgasm for a full minute or two. He finally slowed down and gently stopped while she gasped for air and trmebled uncontrollably. 

Marcus gently kissed her stomach as she recovered, eventually settling on her breasts. Janie was still breathign heavily when she grabbed his face and pulled him up for a deep kiss. 

She could taste herself on him just as she was sure that he could taste himself on her. Their tongues dueled for possession and Marcus felt his penis spring back into life against janie's naked thigh. Her hips began to grind him at about the same time. 

He parted her thighs and reached down to feel the heat that eminated from her sex. His fingers slid easily into her parted thighs and slick lips before entering her very hot hole. Her thighs parted giving him easier access and he took advantage of it. He slid a finger into her as deeply as he could before he hit the back of her pussy.

He couldn't stand it any longer and he positioned himself at her entrace before he slid home. His penis was wrapped in a tight, silky, hot pussy and he almost came just sliding into her. She groaned at his intrusion before wrapping her legs around his waist and sliding her hips into a more recieving position. He pushed himself all the way into her. 

Once he was fully embedded into her, she had to stop and take a break so that she had a chance to accomodate herself to his girth before he started to pump. This also allowed him to have a chance to back away from the precipice that he was ready to leap over into the oblivion he knew that was waiting for him when he was going to cum again. 

He wanted to feel her cumming around him, and if he didn't hold back now, he knew that he wouldn't feel it tonight. She sensed his pause and the reason for it, and just nodded. The next thing he knew, she was rolling him over and she was taking charge. 

Janie enjoyed being on top when she was fucking, and since she sensed that he wanted her to cum again, she knew this was the best way. She sat up and began to move her hips, back and forth, up and down, in circles and eventually just moving however she felt the need to move. Marcus groaned under this treatment and grabbed her hips to slow her down before he blew his load again before she came.

Then using her hips as leverage, he pulled her hard onto him and she was impaled almost painfully just as her clit was stimulated enough along with the fullness of her pussy and she felt another orgasm flowing over her. Marcus held her tightly onto him as he felt her pussy begin to tighten around him and her grunts signaled her impending orgasm. 

She bent over and kissed him as her pussy began milking his cock for more sperm, her sweaty back and chest shining in the light, her braid swinging between them, her eyes rolled back and her body moving every which way to both stop what was happening because it couldn't take it and trying to make it happen with a vengeance. Her head whipped back and forth as if she couldn't decide if she wanted to cum or not.

The sight of Janie in this kind of wild behavior and feeling her squeezing his cock made him forget everything but his own pleasure as his balls spewed yet another, albeit smaller, load into Janie's pussy. 

Marcus' orgasm hit him fully just as Janie collapsed onto his chest and he held her tightly to him, as if she either could, or wanted to leave him at that moment. Janie lay on his chest breathing hard and just letting him do what he wanted to her, his hips pumping hard until he impaled himself as deeply as possible to feel the full effects of her pussy while he came. 

Janie just lay on Marcus while her legs trembled and her arms shook and her pussy pulsated. Marcus just felt the waves of pure ecstasy rolling over him and was barely aware that Janie was slippery from sweat.

"Well, I think that tonight is sort of special. I don't remember any of our other movie nights being this exciting." Janie weakly joked.

Marcus laughed and said, "True, and now I know how you smell after sex. Delicious! But as good as you are and smell and look, I need a rest, and a drink. Do you want something?" 

"I would love some ice water, but I think we can both rest for another few moments before both going to get anything. I need to wait until my legs stop shaking, you know." Janie giggled.

As they lay there, the closing song by Live was playing, "Forever May Not Be Long Enough", and it happened to be Janie's favorite song. She began to sing along and Marcus was truly amazed at her gorgeous voice.

"Why did you not tell me that you can sing like that? You are awesome!"

"I just never thought about it, I guess." Janie shrugged.

After a while they were able to untangle themselves long enough to get drinks, another blanket, and snuggled back down on the floor for the last movie and sleep.

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"Dude! I have to tell you, I got laid last night!" 

"Marcus, you went to Janie's last night. Not that I wouldn't mind tapping that ass. But it is Janie, your best friend. You can't mean that you and she, well, fucked, can you?"

"Sam, I am telling you, she is HOT! I told you that I wanted her a long time ago, right?"

"Yeah, but you are telling me now that you HAD her, the perfect woman that would never look twice at you like that. Right?"

"You might not believe me, but I can tell you this, she could never fake an orgasm. There is no faking that. She feels so good, too."

"Too bad I will never find that out. She would never look at me twice, and I have wanted her for longer than you have. I am happy for you man, but I am jealous too. I want a piece of that ass." Same chuckled in the understanding that they had as friends. 

Either one was welcome to act on whomever they wanted, or it would never come between them as friends, even if they both wanted the same woman. They vowed to never fight over a woman. 

"I know, how about I ask Janie if she would dew you?" Marcus laughed, just joking around.

"Yeah, you do that for me, bud." Sam said knowing that Marcus was joking.

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The next movie night that Janie and Marcus had was fast approaching, and Janie grew more excited each day it was closer. She was puttering around in her garden when her phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Janie"

"Hey there, Marcus. Is everything alright, you sound, a bit, I don't know, odd, maybe."

"Yeah, I just was curious about something. I just don't know how to ask you this, but, well...What would you say if I said I could bring someone over to your place and, well, you know."

"You mean do I want to dew someone else instead of fucking you?" Janie was really confused.

"Well, not exactly. What would you say to a threesome?"

Janie couldn't believe her ears, it was her secret fantasy to have a threesome, but it had to be with two men, and she wasn't sure if that is what Marcus meant.

"A threesome? With who else?"

"Well, I know that you have always thought that Sam was pretty cute, and I know for a fact that he wants you. What do you say to it?"

"You, me, and Sam? I will have to think about it. Can I let you know tomorrow?"

"Yeah, sure. I haven't said anything to him about a threesome. He might not go for it since it would be with another man, but I wanted to talk to you first about it." Marcus admitted.

"Well, that earned you some brownie points. Thanks."

"I figured you are the one I have to worry about, not him. He will go for anything, I think. Besides, I am not that much of a pig to just show up with him and expect something." 

Janie laughed, "That is a good thing. I would have turned you both away. It is my fantasy, to be honest, but it is something I never thought that I would do, either."

"Ok, that is all that I called about, and to check on you. You are okay, aren't you?"

"Yes." Janie said, giggling.

"Well, talk to you later. Give me a call tomorrow when you decide, that way I can call Sam up."

"Later tater." Janie said her characteristic goofy goodbye.

A few hours later, Janie had decided that if Sam and Marcus were game, then so was she.

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Janie waited until the next evening to call Marcus, just in case she changed her mind.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Marcus?"

"Oh hi, Janie! What is up?"

"Not much here. What time are you guys planning on being here tomorrow?"

"What time? Oh wait, you said guys, with an "S". That means you will do it?"

"Yes."

"Great, I will call Sam and make sure he can and will do it. I would think the regular time would be about right."

"Okay. Well, I will talk to you later."

"Before I ask him, are you SURE that you are alright with this?"

"Yeah, I think so. What better people to enact my fantasy than the two that I have lusted after for a long time." Janie replied.

"As long as you are sure, I am calling him now. Talk to you later, Hun."

"I will talk to you later too. See you tomorrow."

Janie hung up the phone and found that her hand was trembling. She couldn't believe that she had actually agreed to some sex that was, in her mind at least, very kinky.


Janie



Janie woke up covered in sweat. The air in her darkened room was still and stifling.

"Damn air conditioning," she muttered, flinging the light sheet off her body. Getting out of bed she didn't bother putting any extra clothes on to go down the hall and check the thermostat. She pulled at the sweat covered tank top that barely came down to her panties, her bare feet padding softly on the carpeted floor.

Opening her door sleepily she immediately noticed a light coming from the living room. Curious, she stepped to the end of the hall without bothering to be quiet. As she stood in the landing she could tell the television was on and it appeared her father was sitting in the recliner watching some late night movie. Pulling her tank top down again she crossed the tiled entryway and stopped just behind the recliner as her eyes focused more clearly on the television. 

A dick was sliding between lipstick covered lips on the screen.

Janie pressed her hand to her mouth to cover the gasp that tried to escape. Looking over her father's shoulder she quickly noticed that his dick was out of his pants and that he was stroking it rapidly. Her eyes flew open with surprise and she knew she should flee but her feet wouldn't move. Riveted she watched his right hand slide up and down along his shaft while the left hand cupped his balls he had pulled free from his underwear.

On screen the woman had pulled her mouth off the dick and had moved to her hands and knees on a bed. She gave a lusty look to the man as she stroked her wet pussy, pulling the lips apart with her fingers. The actor placed his dick at the woman's pussy and began to fuck her with slow strokes.

Janie turned to watch the show her father was putting on, mesmerized by the sight of a man pleasuring himself. She wasn't a virgin, but she had never watched a guy masturbate. 

Janie's father began to grunt softly. His pace quickened on his cock and then a long groan as he threw his head back. The shift in weight caused the recliner to lean back and for a second Janie thought he was looking right at her. A moment later she realized his eyes were squeezed shut and when she dared to look away again she saw the eruption coming from his cock. White sticky cum rocketed out landing on a towel he had placed over his stomach. 

His breath came in heavy gasps as his hand slowed and he pumped the remains of his orgasm out onto the towel. Janie quickly stepped back to the end of the hall, hidden in the shadows watching her father finish. After he recovered Janie watched as he stood and tucked his deflated cock back into his underwear and then moved to the television. Realizing the show was over Janie slipped back into her own room and shut the door. 

Her room was still hot and stuffy, but there was no going to the thermostat now Janie knew. She opened her window and turned her ceiling fan up higher and then lay atop her sheet, the image of her father stroking his cock strong in her mind. Dad's a man, a man with needs, she thought as she slipped into a satisfying dream.

For the next several days Janie watched her father with a newfound curiosity. A small smile played across her lips every time she was near him, the only outward sign of the secret she knew. One morning at breakfast her father remarked that she looked like the cat that ate the canary. Janie only responded with a kiss to his cheek before she left for school. 

The street she had lived on most of her life passed by unseen as Janie stared out the car window, her friend Rebecca prattling on incessantly on their way to school. 

"So?" Rebecca asked.

"So, what?" Janie asked slowly. 

"Are you going to go to the party tomorrow night at Stacie's? Jason is going to be there." Rebecca punctuated the last by making dreamy eyes at her friend. "What's with you lately anyway?"

Janie thought for a moment if she dared mention anything about what she had seen her father doing and the recurring dreams that had followed. After a moment she opened her mouth to speak.

"Anyway, of course you're going," Rebecca poured on. She only needed someone near by to hold a conversation, even if they weren't listening. "I'll pick you up at 7 and wear your white dress; you always look killer in that dress."

"And it makes my ass look bigger than yours," Janie added silently. No better not mention it to Rebecca, who knows what can of worms that would open up. 

At school Rebecca parked her car and the pair was met by a small group of girls. They talked while they waited for their first class to begin. 

"Becky!" A man's voice called from a car with the passenger window rolled down. Rebecca walked over to her father's car and stuck her head in. When she pulled back she had her calculus book. With a long glance her father waved at the girls and then drove off.

"Your dad is kind of cute," Janie said when Rebecca had returned.

"Eww! Gross!" Rebecca was genuinely horrified. Several of the other girls made similar faces at Janie's remark and they rushed off ahead of her. Janie just laughed it off but didn't follow immediately after. 

"He is kind of cute," Janie heard from behind her. When she turned Amy was leaning against the next car. Janie had gone to elementary and junior high with Amy, but as they approached the end of high school she realized they had not really spoken in nearly four years. Amy pushed away from the car and started to walk off.

"You going to Stacie's party?" Janie called after her. When Amy turned around Janie grabbed her things and quickly moved to walk along with her. 

"Didn't know about it," Amy said as they walked.

"Well you should come, we can give you a lift if you'd like," Janie offered.

"We?" Amy asked raising her eyebrows.

"Becky is picking me up, come over to my house we'll get ready together." Janie smiled genuinely before she turned in to her class.

Friday night the door bell rang at Janie's house.

"I got it honey!" Derek called out as he poured himself another drink. When he opened the door one of his daughter's friends was standing there. "Well hello nurse," Derek drawled at the sight before him.

"Uhm, hi, is Janie here?" Amy said with a quizzical smile upon her face. She watched as he eyed her up and down sipping his drink. Even with the distance between them she could smell the alcohol. Before the silence became too awkward Derek moved to the side and motioned the young woman into the house. He closed the door and pointed down the hall to Janie's room. 

"Becky's not the only one with a cute dad," Amy said as she walked into Janie's room. 

"Don't say that too loudly or my dad may think I invited you over for him," Janie quipped. Amy laughed and they set about getting ready for the party. 

Janie pulled her white dress out of the closet and laid it out on the bed.

"Are you wearing that tonight?" Amy asked sliding her hand along the soft material.

"Why? You think I shouldn't?" worry tinged Janie's voice.

"No, it's fine. I really like it," Amy admitted.

"It would probably look better on you," Janie said. When Amy didn't argue Janie thought for a moment. "You want to wear it?" 

"Are you sure?" Amy asked her excitement evident. 

"Yeah, my hips aren't right for it anyway. It makes my ass look huge. Besides I really dig your skirt."

The pair exchanged clothes, put on their makeup and were heading out the door when Derek whistled at them appreciatively. Rebecca grumbled under her breath as Amy climbed into her car but Janie ignored her and her sour look. 

The party was fun but nothing special for Janie until she found herself in the backyard with Jason. The pair had walked outside to talk where it was quieter and as the music raged inside they kissed softly. He pressed himself against her body and she could feel his evident excitement.

"You happy to see me I take it," Janie cooed. 

"Heh yeah, almost showed it to Amy. Why is she wearing your dress anyway?"

"To piss Rebecca off mostly," Janie said turning and pressing her ass into his groin. "So, are you going to show it to me?"

Jason looked around and then led Janie off to the side of the house to a small gazebo covered in vines. From within you could make out the patio but no one could see in until they were right up to the opening. Janie kissed him deeply and rubbed along his erection through his pants. 

"You going to show me what you got?" Janie asked again. 

Jason growled, unzipping his pants. He pulled his dick out into the warm night air. Janie held onto his side and looked at his cock in the shadowy moon light. 

"Well?" Jason prompted.

"What?" Janie teased. 

"Are you going to help me out?" He nudged her encouragingly. 

"Show me how you take care of it," Janie said squeezing his arm as she pressed herself against him.

"Are you serious? You want me to jerk off out here?" Jason was incredulous. 

"Please?" Janie said in her best girly voice.

"Forget it," Jason snapped putting his clothes back in order. "Jeremy said you were a tease," he snorted before stomping off to the house.

Janie waited a while in the backyard and then headed into the house. A couple of the guys laughed at something Jason was saying and when several of them looked her way she was sure of what was being said. She found Rebecca and Amy in the kitchen and let them know she was ready to take off. 

"Why the hurry?" Rebecca asked. A second later a couple of guys came into the kitchen and when they saw Janie they started making loud jokes with lots of gestures to their crotches. "Never mind," Rebecca decided, "let's go."

"So what the hell was all that about?" Rebecca asked a few minutes later as the trio drove down the street. Amy looked at Janie expectantly.

"Jason wanted me to go down on him," Janie answered reluctantly, lowering her head. "I didn't feel like doing it so I told him to show me how he would take care of it." 

"Eww!" Rebecca grimaced. "Girl you are getting weird lately." 

"What's so strange about that?" Janie said defensively. 

"I think it's kind of sexy," Amy offered. 

"That's not helping your case any," Rebecca snorted with a roll of her eyes. Janie didn't say anything else until after she was out of the car standing in front of her own door. Amy watched as Rebecca drove away then turned to Janie.

"Mind if I stay the night?" Amy asked. Janie kind of stiffened for a moment, embarrassed by Amy's forwardness, then relaxed.

"Sure," she replied, grateful for the opportunity to talk more with her new friend. It seemed Amy shared a lot of the same tastes as herself. She was developing a closeness to Amy that she never felt with Rebecca. It was as if Rebecca was her friend only because of societal pressure, not because she truly liked her.

"So I hear you almost got the honor of being groped by Jason?" Janie asked as she pushed her key into the door. 

"Yeah," Amy laughed as they entered the house. "He really thought I was you until I turned completely around." 

"You know, I guess we do kind of look alike," Janie mused. 

"Well my ass looks better in this dress than yours," Amy quipped. 

"Hey!" Janie gasped, pretending to be offended.

"Keep it down!" they heard Janie's father yell from the living room. The pair walked in and apologized demurely before they headed towards the hall and Janie's room.

"Come give your father a hug dammit," Derek said, his speech a tad slurred. 

"Let's test," Amy whispered stepping around the recliner quickly before Janie could respond. Amy leaned in close and hugged Derek before he could see her face clearly. "Night daddy," Amy cooed before darting down the hall.

"Oh my god!" Janie squealed once they were safely in her room with the door closed. "I can't believe he didn't know!" 

"Well somebody is a little sauced," Amy said lifting her arm up pretending to drink from an imaginary bottle. 

"Yeah, it's been a little rough for him lately. What with mom and all." Janie shrank back a little as if recoiling from a bad memory.

"What's been going on between your mom and dad?" Amy inquired.

"Mom has been upstate with her sister for a couple of weeks. Before that they had some bad fights over money and an old boyfriend of hers." Janie said softly. 

"So what made you ask Jason to jerk off for you?" Amy asked lying down on the bed on her stomach, propping her chin up with her palms. She could see the topic of Janie's parents was a tender one and she didn't feel quite close enough to pry. 

"Oh, can you believe that asshole?" Janie said, the melancholy forgotten and anger rising within her. "It's not like he's ever taken me out on a date and tonight, just because he knows I like him, he expects me to put out." Janie sat in her chair and spun around to face her friend. "So I figure I know where all this bull shit is leading and how he wants me to take care of him or how later he'll have to take care of himself. So I cut to the chase and told him to show me."

"With you right there?" Amy's eyes lit up.

"Well yeah, I kind of wanted to watch," Janie admitted sheepishly. "I mean if I was the cause of the problem I'd like to see him solve it, you know?"

"Yeah," Amy agreed. "I'd think it be kind of sexy to watch a guy jerk off because I'd gotten him all hot and bothered."

"See? That's what I thought too. Apparently he didn't think so." 

"Neither did Rebecca," Amy injected.

"That girl is an ice queen. I swear she thinks her pussy is a one man trap." Janie spat. 

"Yeah she couldn't even see that her dad was cute," Amy added.

"And then made me look like the freak because I even mentioned it," Janie said. She considered Amy for a moment. "Have you ever wanted an older guy?" 

"Like one as old as my dad?" Amy's stomach quivered with nerves for a moment. "Yeah I guess so," she answered when Janie nodded. 

Janie and Amy spent another hour talking and then finally decided to turn in for the night. Amy was fast asleep with a light snore in a matter of minutes and Janie headed to the bathroom. As she stepped into the hall her father bumped into her from behind. 

"Well hello nurse," he said softly. Janie froze at his words and began to tremble slightly when his hand found her hip and held her steady. Not daring to say a word she hoped her father thought she was Amy. 

"What's a pretty thing like you doing in a bad place like this? Don't you know the big bad wolf will eat girls like you?" His breath was hot on her exposed neck and it caused a tingling sensation to run along her spine. 

Janie pressed her hand on top of his and pulled him further down the hall until they were past the light fixture and then she stopped. Pushing her skirt covered ass back into him she felt his erection growing in his pants. Janie slipped her hand back and ran it along his pant leg and cupped his cock through his clothing. A slight whimper escaped her lips followed by a stifled moan as her father's other hand cupped her breast. 

Derek ground himself into the delectable eighteen year old ass that was pressed up against his body, his cock aching for release. He took his hand off his daughter's friends hip and unzipped his pants. Quickly the slender hand of this girl fished in his trousers and pulled out his hard dick. For a fleeting moment her soft delicate fingers stroked lightly across his burning flesh and then she pulled away.

"I want to watch you do it," Janie croaked. Fear rose within her when he didn't move for a minute. Does he know it's me? A voice in her head screamed. Derek lifted his hand to her mouth. Janie stared at his offered hand confused.

"I ain't gonna do it dry," Derek whispered gruffly.

Comprehension dawned on Janie and she started to spit in his hand before she stopped herself. Taking his wrist she moved his hand down and lifted her skirt at the same time. Peeling back her now soaked panties she placed his calloused fingers at the opening of her pussy. Roughly Derek thrust two fingers into her sopping cunt and swirled them around. Janie grabbed his hand that was still kneading her breast and braced herself against the wall with her other hand. She squatted a little to open her legs more and as she did so his fingers slipped further inside. 

Janie clenched her eyes tight, her breath coming in ragged gasps as he mauled her sex. Derek groaned in appreciation as his unclad cock stroked against the soft cotton material of her panty covered ass. He strummed his thumb across her clit steadily and within a minute was rewarded with a pool of sticky juice flooding his hand. 

Working desperately to steady herself, Janie watched as her father removed his soaked hand from beneath her skirt and gripped his cock. Leaning heavily against the wall now, she pressed her ass back against his hip and watched as his hand slid up and down the length of his cock. The wet sound of his dick penetrating the hand made hole covered in her cum was unbelievably loud in her ears. For a moment she was sure Amy would wake up and come looking for her. 

Derek continued to paw her breast roughly, his fingers pinching her nipple tightly before he'd return to grabbing the entire tit. Janie rubbed her ass up and down against his thigh in time to his stroking. She marveled at the way he moved his fingers across the tip, each time eliciting a growing moan. In the shadowed light from the hall lamp she saw the angry red tip slowly turn a more purplish color. 

Janie sighed in disappointment when Derek let go of her breast but then a moment later panic began to rise when he was trying to pull her underwear off. Janie reached down and held her briefs up around her waist and whined in protest. 

"Take them off," Derek growled. "Unless you want to catch it with something else," he chuckled. Janie nodded assent and pulled her underwear off and held it at the end of his dick. 

Janie watched in rapture as her father stroked his cock before her very eyes. This was so much better than she could have ever hoped for from Jason. Deceiving her father into thinking she was Amy, the fear the two of them could be caught any second, and the fact that this was her very own father masturbating for her made her dizzy with excitement. His pace picked up and Janie could tell he was close to cumming. She held her panties spread open to make sure he soaked as much of it as possible. 

Derek gripped her hip and pulled her tight against his body. Her naked ass was pressed up against the exposed flesh of his thigh and she burned where bare skin connected. She could feel another orgasm approaching just from watching her father stroke his hard cock. 

"Cum for me," Janie whispered. "Show me what a big bad wolf like you has for a dirty girl like me." Derek growled and pinched her nipple hard and then as his hand moved at a blurred pace cum began to rocket from his cock. 

Janie's panties were soaked with his cum and one shot covered her wrist as it splashed about. As it landed on her skin Janie felt the rush of her second orgasm overtake her. Knees crumpling, Janie slumped to the floor pressing her head against the cool wall. 

"You okay sweetie?" Derek asked after he regained his breath. 

Janie nodded and then cast about looking for a way out without her father finding out who she really was. The bathroom, where she had been headed originally, was just behind her father. Gripping her panties in her hand tightly she scrambled around his legs and darted inside, shutting the door quickly behind her. 

"Nighty night nurse," she heard her father whisper through the door. 

For untold minutes Janie stood in the pitch black bathroom. She feared at any minute she would be struck dead for her deed. Turning the light on, she looked at herself in the mirror. There were no pox marks, no brandings to mark what she had done, no third eye.

After a time her heart rate returned to a normal pace and she began to feel giddy with excitement over what she had done. Looking down she gazed at the stained underwear still in her hand. By now the semen had begun to dry on the cotton material, though it was still a bit sticky. She lifted it to her face and drew a deep breath. The scent of her father's sex and her own arousal mixed together produced a dizzying aroma that forced her to sit on the toilet and stroke her pussy to a climax once more before she returned to bed. 




Janie



Saturday morning came and Janie awoke to the sound of Amy dressing. 

"Your father is making breakfast," Amy said as Janie stretched and yawned. Amy finished pulling her shoes on and watched Janie as she got out of bed. "Your dad is acting a little --," Amy paused searching for the proper word. "Familiar," she finished with a satisfied nod. 

"Oh?" Janie replied, her face turning pale as she turned to face her new friend. "How so?"

"He grabbed my ass in the kitchen and asked how his nurse was feeling this morning," Amy said with a slight tone of annoyance. She raised her eyebrows in a questioning manner as she watched Janie pull on a pair of shorts. 

Janie looked about casually as if she were searching for something. Her eyes darted about looking for the underwear she had worn last night. She could have sworn she had hid it under her pillow but her bed was disheveled now and they were obviously not there. When she turned back they were hanging from Amy's outstretched finger.

"Something you care to explain?" Amy asked as Janie tried valiantly to compose herself.

"I don't know what you mean," Janie said defensively. Amy sniffed the back of the underwear and then near the crotch.

"Well it seems to me a man came on this pair of panties and by the smell of it so did whoever was wearing them." Amy watched as fear etched itself into Janie's eyes. She moved closer to her new friend swinging the underwear on the tip of her finger. "When your father groped me this morning I wasn't so much upset as I was shocked. Why on earth would he think that I would accept his pawing, I asked myself. So I came in here and peeking out from under your pillow was my answer." 

"Your sick," Janie accused, though her guilt robbed her voice of its sting. 

"Look, I'm not Becky. I'm not going to come down on you for whatever you did. But considering your dad obviously thinks he did whatever with me, I think I have the right to know, unless of course you'd like me to walk in to the kitchen and set him straight." 

Janie's panic stricken look was purely comical to Amy and she couldn't help but laugh. Janie sank into the bed and held her head as tears began to well up. 

"Hey," Amy said wrapping her arms around her friend as she sat down next to her. "It's okay. I'm not going to tell anyone. I told you I wasn't upset, right? I mean, I was flattered when your dad grabbed my ass and after seeing this," she held up the panties, "I kind of wish I had been wearing them." 

Janie looked up, wiping away the first tears. 

"You must think I'm sick," Janie said, realizing her earlier accusation was really aimed at herself. 

"No, your dad is a hottie. I don't blame you for doing- whatever you did," Amy said comfortingly. "So what did you do exactly?" Amy asked after Janie appeared to have calmed down.

"You promise not to tell anyone?" Janie asked pleading. Amy gave her a dumbfounded look and when Janie sighed in exasperation she assured her she would keep it a secret. 

"He jerked off for me. He fingered me until I came and then he used his cum slicked hand to jack off into my panties," Janie whispered breathlessly. 

Amy shivered at her words and could feel her own underwear becoming damp. "Oh god," she said. "That is so hot. No wonder he was mister grab ass this morning."

Janie laughed at the joke but immediately felt vulnerable at how much she was baring to this girl she didn't really know. Amy sniffed the underwear once more and then handed them back to Janie. 

"Maybe I can get the encore," Amy said teasingly as she stood up and headed for the door. 

"Where are you going?" Janie asked worriedly.

"Breakfast, where else? There's a whole slab of meat down there waiting for me," Amy said with a wink before she stepped out of the room. 

Furiously Janie dressed and raced to the kitchen. She found her father placing bacon and sausage next to scrambled eggs on plates set out on the table. Amy was busy wolfing down food as Janie sat next to her.

"Man, I worked up an appetite last night. I'm starving." Amy remarked with a hidden smile flashed at Janie.

Derek nearly dropped the hot pan and Janie kicked Amy under the table for teasing her father. After they finished eating Amy went out of her way to be overly friendly with Derek. She pressed her breasts into his arm each time they came near. More than once she pressed up against the growing bulge that had become evident in his trousers. Janie watched it all with barely veiled jealousy and anger. 

"What the hell are you doing?" Janie demanded after they had returned to her room.

"What? I was just having a little fun with your dad is all." Amy retorted.

"He's probably dying to fuck you by now, or did you forget what he thinks you did with him last night?" Janie spat. 

"Jealous?" Amy sang as she spun around. 

Janie was stunned. She was jealous. Jealous that her father's attention was on this girl that looked enough like her. Jealous because she was the one who had made him feel so good and Amy got to take all the credit. 

"Yes," Janie admitted quietly. 

Amy walked up and lifted Janie's chin so they were looking eye to eye.

"Then you need to be a woman and not a scared little girl," Amy warned. 

Janie gaped at this girl who was nearly the same age as herself. Amy was beyond her in years when it came to self confidence. All of the little things that Janie had wondered about, had tested the waters by asking her friends, Amy had admitted to liking or disliking without looking to anyone else for confirmation. She knew herself and she wasn't afraid of what others thought. She had tasted a little of that last night, alone in the bathroom, when no one knew her secret. Janie no longer worried that Amy would tell anyone of her midnight tryst with her father. 

The pair spent the day in and out of the house. In the afternoon they lounged in the backyard in bathing suits sunning themselves. Janie purposely wore her bikini and offered her one piece to Amy. 

"Maybe I'll just go in my underwear," Amy offered and laughed at the panicked look on Janie's face. "You are too easy," Amy giggled.

In the evening Derek had served them barbecue steak he had made while watching them sun bathe. Each girl made a show of turning herself in over exaggerated motions so that their backs were arched and their butts pushed high in the air. By the time Janie announced that she had called Amy's mother to come pick her up Derek was beside himself with desire. He watched Janie practically push Amy out the door and his heart sank as she disappeared. His cock ached with unreleased need as Janie announced she was turning in for the night.

"I'll probably be asleep by the time my head hits the pillow," she remarked casually. Kissing her father on the cheek her hand brushed his obvious erection and she heard his careful intake of breath. "Good night, dad." 

Janie walked down the hall towards her room, turning off the lights as she went. By the time she was done only the dim light of the television illuminated the living room. She stood in the hallway and closed her bedroom door noisily and waited. After a moment she carefully crept back down the hall and peered into the living room. 

Derek sat down in his recliner and flipped the channels for a few minutes. His cock raged in his pants and he closed his eyes reliving the vision of his daughter and Amy throughout the day. He caught himself, opening his eyes in a flash when he recalled the way Janie's thong had ridden up her ass crack revealing small strands of hair peeking out. He knew his thoughts were wrong, but deep down he couldn't deny that he desired her.

Janie once again heard the tell tale sound of a button coming undone and a zipper being dragged down. In the darkness she crept up closer until she was off to one side and behind the recliner. From her vantage point she could clearly see the tip of his cock as it came free of his underwear. Slowly his hand began to play with his hard flesh and Janie's mouth watered to look at it. 

"Oh Amy," he whispered, his eyes closing softly as he lifted his hips off the recliner in counter rhythm to his stroking. 

Jealousy once again erupted in Janie's heart. In a haze she stepped around the recliner and stood before her father. Looking down she was once again caught up in the sight of him pleasing himself. As much as that excited her she needed more, she needed her father to know it was her who had pleased him. Kneeling quickly Janie waited until his hand had reached the bottom of its stroke and then she plunged her mouth over the head of his dick. 

The hard flesh tasted tangy, his precum obviously lubricating his masturbation. Derek jerked his eyes open and tried to push his daughter off his cock but Janie refused, baring her teeth and pressing them gently against his turgid flesh in a silent threat. Derek gasped and pulled his hands back as Janie pressed her lips over her teeth once again and then forced his cock deeper into her mouth. 

Her tongue bathed his cock in rapid strokes as she pressed the tip of his cock as far into her mouth as she could manage. 

Derek whimpered softly, a steady stream of "No, this is wrong..." escaped his lips as his grown daughter sucked his cock. He clenched his hands in a futile effort. Janie grabbed his wrists and pulled him forward so that his hands were pressed between the recliner and her breasts. She ground her chest into his hands until he started massaging her. Within moments he was groping her properly and tweaking her nipples enthusiastically. 

Janie knew her father wouldn't last long; he had been teased far too long today. When she felt his orgasm was imminent she opened her mouth wide and tried to insert the tip of his dick into her throat. Trying to suppress the gag reflex she stroked his cock with her right hand vigorously. At last his hips bucked and Janie removed his cock from her mouth and placed it on her cheek as she jerked him stiffly. 

Cum blasted over Janie's head. Closing her mouth Janie aimed the flesh weapon at her face more directly and was rewarded with three small spurts that painted her lips and chin with his seed. 

Derek collapsed into the chair, his breath a ragged series of gasps. Janie wiped her face with the back of her hand, his load leaving a streaking sticky mess across her cheek. She watched her father calm down and then finally look at her with unbelieving eyes.

"Oh god baby, what we did was so wrong," Derek pled. "We can't," he began but stopped short as Janie crawled onto the recliner and placed her knees on the arm rests. She pushed down on his shoulders until he slunk down and his face was level with her crotch. 

"Shut up," Janie breathed.

Ripping her bikini bottoms off Janie pulled her father's face between her legs. His tongue snaked out and licked her puffy pussy lips through the sparse hair that tickled his nose. Janie cried out in pleasure and she bucked against his face forcing her clit to rub against the tip of his nose. 

Janie no longer feared her father would protest as he began to knead her thighs and then slipped a finger into her pussy. Her moan was rewarded with his hands pulling her ass cheeks apart and pulling her tight against his face. Rubbing her breasts shamelessly she rode his mouth like a cowgirl on a bronco. Entwining her fingers through his hair she pulled against him, urging his tongue deeper into the cavern of her sex as she thrust her hips against him. 

Her eyes flew open as he beat a steady rhythm with his tongue against her clit as his finger sliced up into her pussy over and over again. She felt the waves coming and with a soul piercing shriek she cried out as the orgasm swept her away. 

"Oh god daddy," Janie shouted. "Yes daddy, YES DADDY! I'm cumming!" It was one of the first times she had ever been able to be vocal during sex without worry and she loved it. "Fuck yes," she screamed as his tongue continued to assault her sensitive flesh until finally she was forced to push away. 

Janie collapsed atop the chair, pinning her father beneath her. He trailed kisses across her stomach while his hands roamed freely over her ass and legs. Sighing softly Janie felt as if she could drift off to sleep so easily. At last she pushed away from the chair and stood up before her father. 

Derek's eyes were burning with such lust and desire that it frightened Janie a little. She had seen similar looks in some of the boys' eyes when the petting had gotten hot and heavy and they wanted more. Looking down Janie saw that he was hard once again. His cock erect and straining was calling to her and she knew that they weren't quite done. Janie backed away until she felt the arm of the couch behind her.

Derek stood up quickly and pushed Janie into a sitting position on the arm. He took her face in his hand and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth like no man had ever done before. She felt herself melting into his kiss and allowed him to lift her leg over his hip. Derek guided his daughter's hand to his cock and wrapped it around the shaft as he pressed his hips forward. 

Janie broke the kiss and looked down to watch as her father penetrated her for the very first time. She rubbed the head of his cock against the slippery lips of her sex and felt her pussy contract reflexively as she teased herself. A moan escaped both of their lips as she lodged the head of his penis into the entrance of her womanhood. Janie looked up into the eyes of her father and nodded assent to the unasked question in his eyes. Derek began to push and as he slid into his daughter their gazes were locked in a binding promise. 

When she felt her father fully enter her body she let out a rolling moan that rocked with the orgasm that was rippling through her. Small staccato gasps of air escaped her throat as the trembling increased until she could no longer tell when one orgasm ended and the next began. Derek could feel his daughter's pussy spasm rapidly around his cock, milking him. Unable to withstand the pleasure he began to thrust into her with abandon. 

Janie held on for dear life as her father fucked her. She could no longer keep herself up and let go of her arm around his body and lay back on the couch. His cock speared her over and over and his pubic bone bounced off her clit in a delectable rhythm. She groped her breasts and pinched her nipples to alleviate the aching that had built up as her father used her for his pleasure. 

Pounding his flesh into his daughter's womb, Derek watched with a clenched jaw as her body rocked back and forth beneath him. Her mouth formed words but no sound came out as she thrashed beneath him. Her hands mauled her succulent breasts as he held onto her hips with a death grip. 

"Fuck me daddy," Janie said through gasps. 

"Yes baby, daddy is gonna fuck you. Daddy is gonna fuck you so good," Derek chanted. "You want daddy to cum in you?"

Janie's eyes flew open. 

"Oh yes daddy! Cum in me!" Janie said excitedly. She felt his cock grow even more rigid and then she felt the delicious warmth inside of her pussy as his cock spewed forth his seed. 

"Oh Janie here it comes!" Derek bellowed. His vision exploded with stars as he emptied his body into his daughter's womb. Clawing for breath Derek braced himself against the couch as his orgasm finally subsided. He pulled himself free of his daughter's clutching cunt with a loud plop and threw himself on the couch next to Janie. 

The pair lay panting for a long while, exchanging kisses occasionally. After a time the sheen of sweat on Janie's body dried and soon she was covered in goose bumps from a chilled breeze. 

"Finally!" she harrumphed. 

"Huh?" Derek responded lazily.

"The air conditioning finally kicked in," Janie said slapping her father on his bare thigh.



Janie and Brandon



INTRODUCTION

Let me tell you about my new girlfriend, Janie. We've been going together for a couple of months now, and I think I'm falling in love with her, but at the same time she scares the hell out of me. She has the sweet, innocent face of an angel and a hot, athletic body. Her breasts are nice sized, not huge, but firm and perky. She has a smooth, flat stomach and a nice round butt. Her long, straight hair is a beautiful, natural strawberry blond. Her personality is warm and charming, and everyone who meets her likes her. But when it comes to sex, behind that lovely exterior lurks the daughter of Satan. You see, she likes to be on top. I mean, she really likes to be on top. I've never come across a girl who likes to dominate men before, and I never thought of myself as being submissive, but she is opening up a whole new world for me.

AT THE RESTAURANT

On one of our first dates, we were sitting next to each other in a booth at a nice restaurant. After we ordered, and while we were waiting for our appetizers, I felt her hand rub my crotch under the table. I liked that. She unbuckled my belt and pulled down the zipper. I was rock hard by now and I looked around to see if anybody was watching. She pulled my dick out of my underwear and started to stroke it, while acting as if nothing was going on. Whenever somebody came by, she would stop, which was frustrating. Then she would start in again. Every time I started getting going, the waitress would bring some food or the damn busboy would come along and fill the water glasses. By the time the entrée came I was sweating and panting. Janie stopped stroking me to eat her dinner. I gobbled mine down, but she ate hers at a slow, leisurely pace. When she finished, she started on my dick again in earnest. By this time a couple at another table had figured out what was going on and looked at us with mild disgust. At that point, I didn't care. She kept stroking faster, and suddenly I came. My arms shuddered on the table top. The other couple looked over again, appalled. The waitress was walking by and knew immediately what was going on. Janie calmly asked for the check, and I reached down to zip myself up. What I felt nearly gave me a heart attack. My pants were covered with come. I tried wiping it up with a towel, but that mostly just spread it around. If I went into the bathroom and washed it off, my pants would take hours to dry. There was no way I was going to be able to clean it up. I would have to walk out and hope nobody noticed. When the check came, I tossed the money onto the tray, leaving enough for a colossal tip. I whispered to Janie, "Walk out ahead of me, and for God's sake stay close."

She smiled, batted her pretty green eyes, and said in a voice as sweet as molasses, "Oh no, Brandon honey, you go first." 

I walked out with her behind me, the mess on my pants in plain view. People sitting near the aisle could probably smell it as I passed. That's one restaurant I will never be able to go in again.

THE OTHER APARTMENT

The first time Janie came to my apartment, I was showing her the view, and she exclaimed, "Hey, I know some people in that building over there. Dan and Michele. I've been to their place. I bet they can see in here." 

I didn't think anything more about it until a week or so later. I was at home when the phone rang. It was Janie.

"Brandon, are you up for something a little bit adventurous?" she asked.

Today I would know better, but at the time I didn't realize what she was capable of. I said, "Uh, I guess so."

She said, "Put the phone on speaker." When I did, she went on, "I'm over at Dan and Michele's, in the apartment building across the way. We can see you."

I looked at the building she had pointed out before, but I couldn't see anybody looking out. I later found out they had the lights off and were watching with binoculars.

She said, "Honey we want you to take off your clothes."

I said, "You want WHAT?"

She replied, "Dan and Michele and I want to see you strip for us."

I couldn't believe what was happening. I thought about hanging up on her, but something was urging me on. I was surprised to discover that I was getting a little excited. I decided, "Oh, what the hell." 

I started to take off my clothes, and when I got down to my underwear, I heard an unfamiliar female voice in the background say, "Not bad. Make him turn around."

Janie said, "Put your hands on your head and turn around slowly."

My face must have been beet red at this point, but I did as she said. I noticed that I had a serious hard on, which I hoped they couldn't see from that distance. 

"OK, now take off your underpants," Janie said. 

I was mortified. I didn't know what to do. But some irresistible force was driving me on. I pulled down my underwear, and my dick bounced up. It occurred to me that this Dan guy, whoever he was, was the first man who ever saw me with a boner.

Janie's voice got very serious. "Now we want to see you jerk off."

"No," I moaned incredulously.

"Yes," she replied, not angrily but with firm determination. 

I felt like I was in some kind of trance. As if someone else was controlling my actions, I licked my hand and started stroking myself. I've always been a little embarrassed about masturbating, probably the result of a somewhat Puritan upbringing. Everybody does it and everybody knows everybody does it, but I had never admitted to anybody that I do it. Yet here I was, jerking off in front of my girlfriend, two strangers and God knows who else may have been looking. But my embarrassment wasn't enough to stop me from getting really turned on. I didn't like having them watch me, but at the same time there was something kind of exhilarating about it. When I felt myself about to come, I cupped my other hand in front of my dick to catch it so it wouldn't get all over the rug. I came into my hand, and noticed that there was a lot more than I usually shoot.

After I came, the reality of the situation hit me again, and my embarrassment increased about tenfold. It only got worse when I heard applause over the phone. I felt like I wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out. But it wasn't over yet. 

The applause stopped and Janie said gently, "Now we want to see you lick that come off your hand." I had never tasted come, and never wanted to. I didn't understand how girls could do it. But I figured at this point I had no dignity left. I went ahead and lapped it up. It actually didn't taste that bad, but the idea of putting something in my mouth that came out of my body was very disturbing.

Janie snickered and said in an inappropriately cheerful voice, "Thanks, honey. I'll call you later." Then she hung up.

I grabbed my clothes and went into the other room to get dressed and try to figure out what had just happened.

INTO THE WOODS

Janie and I discovered that we both like hiking. There is a national forest about an hour and a half away, so we decided to go up there for a day hike one Saturday. We put some sandwiches and water bottles into a daypack. She volunteered to drive. After we were on the freeway and the city traffic began to thin out a little, she said, "Take off your clothes." I looked over at her and she smiled back. I realized there was no point in debating it, so I stripped completely. People in the adjacent lane couldn't see anything if they were in a regular car, but anybody in a truck or a tall SUV could. One girl in a pickup looked down and laughed and gestured to her friend in the passenger seat, but the other girl couldn't lean over far enough to see. I realized that if a schoolbus passed us I would probably be arrested. By now I was resigned to the fact that this was what life with Janie was going to be like. 

As we got near the trailhead, she let me get dressed again. When we arrived, we got out and stretched. There were a few other people in the parking area. There usually are on weekends. It was a beautiful day. I put on the daypack and we started off. The trail was a nice, moderately strenuous one that we had both done before, but not together. After about three miles and a fair amount of elevation gain, she said, "Let's go off trail." That is not permitted, and there is no reason ever to do it, but I could tell from the tone in her voice that she didn't have communing with nature in mind. We had a GPS with us, so there was not much chance of getting lost. We went about a half mile into the woods and found a small clearing that appeared to be pretty secluded. It was a grassy meadow. Occasionally we could hear the faint voices of other hikers on the trail, but we were far enough away that nobody could see us, as far as I could tell. She stopped and looked at me.

"Strip?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Strip," she replied.

I took off the daypack and got undressed for the second time that morning, while she watched. Then she reached into the daypack and pulled out a piece of cloth and a short rope, which I didn't know she had packed. 

"On your knees," she said.

I got down on my knees and she walked around behind me. She put the cloth over my eyes and tied it, then pulled my wrists together behind my back and tied them with the rope. 

I felt something damp being rubbed all over my face, and realized from the smell that it was my own sweaty underpants. 

"Stay," she said, like she was talking to a dog.

I knelt there in the grass, with the warm sun on my naked body. I thought she was walking around, but I couldn't really tell because the grass was so soft that I couldn't hear her footsteps. I stayed like that for what seemed like an awfully long time. I had no idea what she was up to. Suddenly I felt her untying the rope and then the blindfold. She was naked now and I saw her clothes in a pile, but all I saw of my own clothes were my hiking boots and socks. I didn't know what that was about, but I sensed it was not the right time to ask.

"Lie on your back," she ordered. I did, and she straddled me and lowered her boobs onto my face. This I liked. I licked her nipples, one at a time. She swayed her tits over my face, then smothered me between them. After a while, she raised herself and edged up so her pussy was over my face. She rubbed her reddish bush against my nose and then planted her cunt over my mouth.

"Lick," she ordered. I gladly serviced her with my tongue. She was good and wet, and I savored her juices. She ground herself down on my face to let my tongue go way up in her. Then she lifted herself a bit to let me service her clit. Meanwhile, I reached up and fondled her breasts. This went on for quite a while, and that was fine with me. Eventually, she got off my face and lay down next to me. 

"Fuck me," she ordered. I rolled over her and slid my dick into her. I fucked her slowly at first, gradually picking up speed. She had a couple of nice orgasms before I was ready to shoot. When I did, it was glorious. I came deep inside her. Afterward, I kept my dick in her until it softened and slipped out.

We relaxed for a while in the afterglow. It felt incredibly romantic. Later, she got up and went to the daypack, and pulled out some moist wipes, something else I didn't know she had packed. She cleaned herself with a couple of them, then put the soiled ones into a plastic baggie for us to pack out. I appreciated her respect for the forest.

I asked, "Can I have a couple of those?"

"No," she said, with a slightly wicked grin. I was sweaty, my dick was covered with our combined juices, and my face smelled like pussy. I realized I was going to smell like that until I got home. 

She got dressed and took out the sandwiches. We had lunch in that idyllic setting, but I felt a little vulnerable since I was still naked. When we were through, I decided to bring up the subject of my missing clothing.

"Pardon me for asking," I said somewhat sarcastically, "but where are my clothes?"

"I hid them. You can put on your boots and go look for them. I'm going to take a nap. Wake me when you find them."

This forest is literally about a million acres. I had no idea which direction to start. I put on my boots and looked at her helplessly. It would have been futile to ask for a hint. I picked a direction at random and trudged off. I looked ridiculous wearing only boots, but fortunately nobody else was there to see me. I kept going into the woods, then coming back to the clearing and starting in a new direction. I had no way of knowing how deep into the woods she might have gone. After about an hour of this I was getting really frustrated and was debating whether to go back and beg her to tell me where they were. I shuddered at the thought of what the result of that might be. Then it dawned on me that my wallet and keys were in the daypack. If I couldn't find the clothes, she would just make me leave them behind and hike back to the car naked. I had to find those clothes. Just then I got a glimpse of something red up ahead, the color of my shirt. I ran forward and there they were. She had tossed them into a branch just out of reach. I picked up a long stick and tried to knock them down, but they wouldn't budge. I was going to have to shimmy up the tree and climb out onto the branch. Naked. I saw no alternative, so I started up. The bark was rough and scraped at my thighs. And I had to take care not to bang my balls into the trunk. To make matters worse, it was a pine tree so I got sticky sap on my legs, arms and stomach. But I managed to get my clothes and climb down. I sat on the ground to take off my boots so I could get my pants on. The sharp needles pricked my ass. I put on my underwear, and could feel bits of needles in them, so I had to pull them down again, brush off my ass, and shake the debris out of the underpants. I got the rest of my clothes on and headed back. My shirt and pants were sticking to my skin in places because of the sap. I could sure use some of those wipes.

When I got back to the clearing, Janie was awake. She smiled and gave me a kiss, then we headed back to the trail. On the way down we passed a couple of other hikers. I thought I saw one of them scrunch up his nose as if he smelled the sex on me. We got to the car and began the long drive home. It was not a very pleasant ride between the sticky sap and the smells, but on the other hand, that was one enjoyable fuck. I guess it was worth it.

NEIGHBORS

One night after a pleasant dinner at her apartment, we were making out on the sofa when she got that wicked gleam in her eyes. She sat up and said the now-familiar words, "Take off your clothes." We were in her living room, which, like my place, has a view of a lot of different apartment and office buildings. Anyone could see in. 

I did as she said. 

"Get on your knees between my legs." As I did that, she leaned back on the sofa and shifted her butt close to the edge.

"Reach up under my skirt and take off my panties." She was wearing a long, full skirt. She lifted her butt to let me slip off her underwear.

"Sniff them." In my nakedness, in front of the window, I held them up to my face and inhaled deeply.

"Now stick your head under my skirt and lick my pussy." I crawled forward, pulled the skirt over my head and went to work. I licked all around her lips, and plunged my tongue in and out of her cunt. I buried my nose in there and squirmed it around. I backed up and licked her thighs and then dove back in. 

After a while, she said, "Let's go in the bedroom." We both got up and she pulled me by my dick into the other room

"On your back," she said. I lay down and she tied my wrists and ankles to the bed with some ropes, spread eagled. She lightly stroked my dick with her finger, making it bounce up and down comically. Then she got out her phone and punched in a number.  

"It's me," she said. "He's ready, come on down. The door's unlocked." I had no idea what was going on, but it didn't sound good. She stroked my dick lightly again, just to keep me hard and on edge. 

In about a minute I heard the front door open. Two guys walked into the bedroom. I recognized them. She had introduced them to me once at a party, although I had forgotten their names. They were a gay couple who lived down the hall. They were nice guys, and I'm totally cool with the gay thing, but I was more than a little uncomfortable about being on display like that for their enjoyment. I felt like a piece of live pornography. They walked around the bed, ogling me from every angle. One of them held up a camera phone and asked Janie, "May I?"

"Go right ahead," she replied. He started taking pictures of me with the phone. He stood back to get some full-body views, then got in close to focus on my dick and balls. He knelt on the floor to get a shot between my legs. After he had enough pictures, he went over to his partner and rubbed the other guy's crotch. The other guy's big hard on was evident through his jeans. 

The first guy said to Janie, "I think we'll go now." Obviously they were going back to their place to enjoy the pictures and each other. 

Janie said, "OK, take care. I'll catch up with you later."

They left. I felt totally humiliated. 

But then Janie made it up to me. She took off her clothes and got on the bed. She didn't untie me, but she straddled me and lowered her cunt onto my dick. She moved up and down, clenching her strong pussy muscles on the upstrokes, and relaxing them on the downstrokes, which I love. It feels like she's stretching my dick. Just as I was about to come, she pulled off and finished me with her hands. I like that because she has a good, strong grip, and she likes it because she likes to see me erupt. This time it nearly hit the ceiling. It landed all over the place, mostly on my chest. She licked it up lovingly. Then she untied me and we fell asleep in each other's arms. 

I ran into those guys a couple weeks later in the elevator. They were very friendly and nobody mentioned that night, but I know my face was red.

THE PARTY

One time we had a small dinner party at my apartment for two couples who were friends of Janie's. We were having cocktails and pleasant conversation when somehow the subject of sexual dominance and submission came up. I looked over at Janie with what must have been terror in my eyes. She smiled and said casually, "Brandon's a submissive, you know." My heart sank to the floor. 

One of the other women said, "I don't believe it. A strong guy like that? Can't be. You'll have to prove it."

I realized at that moment that the whole evening had been a setup.

Janie looked at me with her icy calmness and said, "You know what to do."

I dropped my head and started to get undressed. There was no getting out of it. There never is. 

"Get on your knees and ask each of our guests if they would like to spank you."

"Oh, God," I thought.

I got down and crawled over to one of the women. "Would you like to spank me?" I asked meekly.

"Why yes, I would," she replied. I turned around and she reached down and slapped my ass a couple of times. 

"Next," Janie said. I crawled over to one of the guys. 

"Would you like to spank me?"

"Uh, no I don't think so," he replied. That was a small relief. I crawled over to the other guy.

"Would you like to spank me?"

The guy said, "Sure, why not?" I turned around and he spanked me once, hard. I had never had a man's hand on my ass before. 

"Next," Janie said. I crawled over to the other woman. At least she would be the last.

"Would you like to spank me?"

"Yes," she said and I turned around again. She spanked me two or three times and stopped. I looked up at Janie like a scared puppy looking at its master for instructions on what to do next. 

"Let's eat," she said cheerfully. 

I stood up and we all made our way into the dining room. Janie nonchalantly laid a towel on my chair, so I knew I wasn't going to be allowed to get dressed. For the rest of the evening everybody talked and laughed as if there was nothing at all unusual about the fact that one of the people at the table was stark naked. My contributions to the conversation were, however, somewhat constrained. I was so embarrassed. When the party broke up, the ladies kissed me goodnight on the cheek and the men shook my hand, still keeping up the pretense that nothing was out of the ordinary. Afterward, Janie and I made wild, passionate love. 




Janie and Brandon



I just don't know what to make of this relationship.



Janie and Helene



This is another story from the Janie Does College series.

Finals were over and it was time to drive home for winter recess. I did not have any plans for the break besides relaxing, hanging out with my family, working at a local café, and missing sex.

My boyfriend, Al, was also going to his hometown for the break, about 400 miles away, and we had not planned to visit each other. This meant I wouldn't get laid for another four weeks! Our relationship was stale; sex was all he was good for. Although we had spent over 3 years as a couple, we had been fighting quite often. He was graduating soon, and both of us knew our relationship would probably fizzle after he moved away from our small college town.

After the hectic holiday season subsided, I had time to contact some of my old high school friends. Helene was one of those friends; I had known her since about age 15. She was tall and curvy, with 36D breasts only slightly smaller than mine. She had natural dark strawberry blonde hair with light streaks, a slight smattering of freckles, and grey-blue eyes. 

Helene was loud, bold, and dressed risqué despite her large frame. "Sexy" is a term men used to describe her; she just had this way about her. She reminded me on Anna-Nichole Smith in her heavier days (though not heaviest days!) and wasn't afraid to flaunt her round hips, small waist, and thick thighs. She definitely was too big to make the cover of Playboy, but could have easily been the next Lane Bryant model.

I had been attracted to Helene all through high school. Despite all the time we had spent together discussing sex, boys, and relationships, we had never been intimate physically. In high school, I was too timid to seduce her, and she never made a pass at me.

It was good to see Helene, she hadn't changed a bit. We met at her parents' house and she was wearing a very sexy black/maroon bustier with black pants. Her make-up was done in the classic Betty Page style: high arched eyebrows, long lashes, deep-red lips.

We discussed relationships on the patio over mojitos. She was dating about four different men at the same time. Then I told her about my issues with Al, how I wanted to leave him but…Blah, blah, blah.

"Sounds like you need some new dick," Helene joked. "My Guy #3, Josh, is coming over later for a BBQ. He might bring a few male friends with him," she raised an eyebrow at me.

"Are any of them cute?"

"Well, one is pretty hot. His name's Eddie and he's enlisting in the Army soon. He's a couple of years younger than us, but that makes him trainable, right?" she laughed.

I just rolled my eyes at her before asking, "What's Josh like?"

"Josh is adorable. Large hands, large shoulders, large cock. He has the Three L's," she said with a wink.

"The Three L's?" I giggled.

"The necessities," she sighed.

"What else?" I prodded.

"Um, classic blonde hair, blue eyes. He kinda looks like Jason Priestly without that stupid hairstyle," she explained.

"Oh. What about Eddie?" 

"Latin blood," she said. When I rolled my eyes, she continued, "But he's not all Catholic or anything. He has my sense of humor…dirty!"

"And what's he look like?" I pondered.

"Cute, he spikes his hair forward, great smile. Too short for me though," she explained.

I played with my straw, making circles in the mojito. "But he's not too short for me, right?"

"No, he's only about an inch or two taller than you, Janie." Helene said. It seemed like she was getting bored, so I livened up the conversation.

"Have you fucked them both?" I asked.

Helene smiled devilishly, "I made out with Eddie once. He's a great kisser but we like each other better as friends. Josh, though, is a great fuck. Loves to eat pussy. Like I said, he's got a huge cock and the head is pierced."

My eyes went wide, "Really?"

"Oh yeah, it's sexy as hell. Ever had a pierced one?" Helene cocked her head at me.

"Um, no," I said.

"Oh, you should try it. They should be here later if you want to stick around. Could be fun," she seemed to have mischievous thoughts running through her head.

We went up to her room and put on some music. Helene had an extensive collection of leather/PVC lingerie, so she started showing me her newest garments. I couldn't believe she still lived at home yet possessed all of these sexy items. We did each other's make-up, complete with fake eyelashes. Helene enjoys doing dramatic make-up, she is very theatrical. I tried on some of Helene's sexy lingerie-tops.

"When did you get that tattoo?" Helene asked when she saw my bare lower back. 

"Oh, about two months ago. Do you like it?" I showed it off to her.

"Wow, that's sexy! Have you seen mine?" she asked.

"No!" I lit up (I love tattoos). She lowered the front of her bustier and her right breast popped out. There was a medium-sized tattoo of a purple rose across it. "Nice…." was all I could say. I wasn't really staring at the ink, so much as her bright pink nipple that was pointing at me. 

She gave her nipple a couple of tweaks as I stared at it. Then I began to blush deeply so she tucked it away. There was a slightly awkward silence between us, and then Helene offered to style my hair.

She put my dark hair in ringlet curlers and steamed them into place. The whole process took well over an hour to complete, and during that time we talked about sex. I found myself getting really turned on, my pussy was beyond damp. By the time my hair was done, my panties were soaked. My hair looked great, like a '50s pin-up model. Helene finished getting ready, and then sprayed some intoxicating perfume on the back of her neck.

"Here, put this on," she said and handed me a black leather corset. "It's too small for me." Luckily, I was wearing a bra with detachable straps. Helene helped me to adjust my bra under the corset. The slimming waistline made me look like a model, yet it was surprisingly comfortable.

"Damn, you look hot Janie," Helene gushed. "All the boys are going to want a piece of you."

We finished our sexy look with sheer jackets, hers with sequins, mine with fur lining the collar and cuffs. Then the two of us set the table, made spiked lemonade, and waited for the guests to arrive. Helene was the ideal hostess.

At 7-o'clock sharp there was a knock at the door. I felt a twinge of excitement and apprehension. Helene just smiled her perfect smile as she opened the door for Josh, Eddie, and Ryan.

Josh was the most attractive. He wore dark designer jeans and a deep purple button-down shirt with the cuffs rolled up once. He was clean shaven except for blonde sideburns. I couldn't help but notice his expensive wristwatch.

Eddie stumbled in next; he introduced himself with a huge grin on his face. He was about six inches shorter than Josh but his spiked hair made him seem almost equal in height. His dark eyes were Asian-like because of his perpetual smile. He had a baby-face, but with dramatic high-arched angular eyebrows. A large leather jacket disguised his lean frame. I almost giggled as I realized he reminded me of a Latino Jimmy Fallon.

Ryan had long hair that hung in his eyes. He was the most vocal, slightly obnoxious really, but humorous.

Helene introduced us and I noticed both Josh and Eddie staring at me a little longer than necessary. They were polite, though, and looked at their feet when they sensed my blush. 

Dinner was excellent. Helene had prepared some exquisite side dishes, and the boys definitely knew how to work a grill. The conversation over dinner was light, humorous. All of the men made me feel at ease. We enjoyed some after-dinner drinks in the den in front of a small fire, with Comedy Central on the tube. By this time, we had all gotten to know each other fairly well, and the banter was friendly, sexual, riddled with jokes.

The conversation kept diverting to the subject of sex. Apparently, Josh had a girlfriend who was in Hawaii for the semester and all of the men in their social circle were jealous that Helene was keeping him company. I learned that Ryan had a serious girlfriend, but that Eddie was newly single.

Helene told me to sit in front of her on the floor. I did and she gave me a head massage, playing with my curly black hair. It felt wonderful; I was almost drooling and stopped participating in the conversation. The guys went nuts.

"Where's my head massage?" Josh quipped.

"Helene, I have a HEAD you can massage," Eddie chuckled.

By that time we were all rather tipsy. Helene and I were half-naked, just in our corsets and short skirts. Then Helene made me moan when she stroked behind my ears.

"Damn, you have a sexy moan," Eddie commented. I just smiled.

"We should all play Truth or Dare!" Helene giggled. We all laughed and agreed it would be fun. As the game progressed, no one chose "dare" because we were too lazy to get up off of Helene's comfortable couches. But the "truths" ended up being very sexy; all of us were getting aroused. Helene and I realized very quickly that the men wanted us to kiss each other, so we kept choosing "truth".

Finally, I chose a "dare" to see what would happen, and as expected, Josh urged me to kiss Helene. She leaned down and I kissed her quickly on the lips, my heart pounding in my ears.

They all complained in unison, "Oh, that wasn't a kiss!"

"Well, then, what's a kiss?" I asked innocently.

"Like this…" Eddie said and quickly moved between my bent knees. He pressed his body against mine and smiled as he kissed me long and deep. I barely parted my lips, but his tongue found its way inside. His hands rubbed up and down on my bare upper arms before he pulled away. Everyone whistled and cheered at us, and Helene winked at me. 

"Oh, okay, I understand now," I said with red cheeks. I turned to Helene ready to redeem myself. 

She looked hesitant but continued to smile at me. Her eyes showed a mix of apprehension and arousal. I'd only been with a woman on two occasions (see my other stories) so I still had a difficult time reading females. I decided to go for it, and the whole room remained silent as I moved my face close to hers. 

We kissed closed-mouthed at first, but when Helene moved her hand to my lower back, I probed deeper and she opened her mouth for my tongue. We continued the kiss for about 20 seconds. I broke away to come up for air and my heart was pounding so loudly, I barely heard the encouraging cheers from our audience.

I don't really know what happened next. Eddie moved between my legs again. Helene was stroking my face with her beautifully manicured nails. Josh was coaxing Helene's large white breasts out of her bustier. 

"Um, I'd better get home…" Ryan excused himself but none of us were paying attention to him. He let himself out the front door. 

Eddie had pushed my skirt up around my waist and had his face pressed against my gusset, inhaling my scent. I was quite shocked at his actions, I mean; I had just met the guy. But somehow I couldn't pull away. To the contrary, I found myself rubbing my pantied cunt against his nose. Eddie breathed deeply, sniffing the aroma that indicated just how aroused I had become. 

I closed my eyes as I felt Helene's smooth, delicate fingers roam across my chest, into the valley of my cleavage, pull the front of my corset down, and tweak my dusky pink buds. Her fingers felt wonderful, so much different from how a man's feel. Her nails raking softly over my skin sent my head spinning. My eyelids felt heavy and my cheeks burned hot. 

I moaned something incomprehensible, thrusting my pelvis forward for Eddie to have a better angle. He looked up at me with a huge, wicked smile on his face. "He is so adorable," I thought. I wiggled out of my red cotton panties and watched the approving expression on his face. 

In an instant, Eddie's long pointed tongue curled into my throbbing hole. I yelped in surprise, but Eddie didn't utter a sound as he worked his tongue into my depths and tried to touch my cervix with it! Waves of pleasure and excitement spread out across my body and my heart did a little flop. He rubbed his nose against my erect clit and sniffed. 

Above us on the couch, Josh and Helene were kissing passionately. Josh pinched her coral-pink nipples.

"Let's all go upstairs," Helene whispered.

Somehow we all made it upstairs to the king-sized bed in Helene's parents' room. They were out of town, as usual. Helene lagged behind to close up the house, grab some lube from her bedroom, and light a few candles. In the mean time, Josh and Eddie gathered around me and helped me undress fully. Then it was their turn to remove their clothes, and I watched with growing excitement.

I was pleasantly surprised by their handsome naked bodies: muscles from working-out, not much body hair, and beautiful cocks. Josh had a huge cock, and the silver piercing in the head was quite obvious. I couldn't look away from it! It was so big that it took a few minutes to get completely hard. Eddie's cock, on the other hand, was rock hard the instant he removed his jeans. His dick was also circumcised, but darker in color, and it curved upwards sexily. My mouth watered!

On all fours on the bed, I began to give Eddie a blow-job (I wanted Helene to be there before I helped myself to her man). I sucked him all the way into my mouth, and he entangled his fingers into my curly hair. I bobbed my head up and down on his shaft, while my small hand groped his balls. Josh just watched, rubbing his cock with one hand and my bare ass with the other. 

Eddie moaned softly, "Oh yeah, oh God."

When I opened my eyes I saw that Helene had returned and was sprawled out naked beside me. Josh was on top of her, kissing every inch of her massive white tits. I continued giving Eddie head, but watched Josh and Helene out of the corner of my eye. Josh moved down between her legs and began to devour her pussy.

That was the first time I had ever seen Helene's cunt spread open. Once in high school gym class, I noticed her having a very hairy crotch. Now her pubes were shaved into a heart-shape above her bare cunt lips. I stroked Eddie's cock with nimble fingers, but I couldn't pull my gaze from Helene's gorgeous pussy. Her lips protruded out away from her body; they looked like a chewed wad of pink bubble gum. Her clitoris was delicate yet easily identified. The color was what intrigued me the most; her folds were the brightest pink I had ever seen on any woman (photographs, movies and real-life included!).

Josh moved Helene into a 69 position, with her on top. He worked his thumbs into her hole and spread it open for me to see. I could not believe how sexy she looked. 

Eddie noticed that I had momentarily stopped giving him head. Impatiently, he pushed me onto my back, put my legs over his shoulders, and entered me. I yelped, and then sighed, as his beautifully curved cock touched just the right spot. He moaned in approval. Eddie kept his big cock buried deep inside me and slowly rocked back and forth. I loved it! I bit into his sculpted shoulder and raked my nails across his back in appreciation. I tilted my pelvis forward as he ground his cock into me. That forced my G-spot to be stimulated.

"Put all of your weight on me," I pleaded. He did and the pressure increased until I felt my cunt get very juicy.

"My God, you're wet!" Eddie exclaimed.

I just grunted like a slut, and grabbed his cute little ass, pulling him in deeper. We continued to fuck really deep like that until I soaked a portion of the bed sheet. I was almost sobbing with pleasure.

Eddie went wild. He pulled out and moved down so he could eat my sodden cunt. He placed his lips over my hole and sucked all of my juices out. He was like a man possessed, lapping up my girlie cum, and even licking the wet spot on the sheet.

"Damn, Josh… you gotta taste this cunt," Eddie exclaimed. I whimpered; eyes glazed over. I didn't care who licked my cunt, as long as it was licked! 

Josh and Eddie switched positions, but it seemed hard for Josh to pull his dick away from Helene's mouth (pun intended). Josh pushed a pillow under my ass so my pussy was easily accessible. 

As he spread my legs he said, "I guess Helene told you I love to eat pussy." Josh moved his fat tongue over my clit, poking and prodding at it gently. He stared up at me with an unwavering gaze and a smile hinting at the corners of his lips. 

"Ohhh," I said, my lips making a sexy "O" as he pleasured me. "Suck my clit." 

Josh pushed my folds back, exposing the entire length of my clit, then began sucking it with vigor. I started thrashing my head from side to side, and frantically grasped the bedspread. As if his talented tongue wasn't enough, Josh slid his long middle finger right up my hole, making me squeal.

Eddie watched me thrash around, eyes half-closed, as Helene slobbered on his lovely curved dick. "That had just been in my pussy," I thought. Helene didn't seem to mind though. She swirled her tongue around his head before sucking him down to the base of his shaft. 

"Oh Helene, you sweet slut, you're gonna make me pop if you don't ease up," Eddie warned. She just ignored him and kept right on sucking for all she was worth, tugging on his balls.

I watched Eddie start convulsing and breathing hard. Helene swiftly pinched the area between his balls and shaft and pressed two fingers on his perineum. Eddie groaned loudly and shook, but no cum came out of him. She held him as he "dry orgasmed". She is such an experienced woman, I took a mental note. Eddie's dick went a tad soft until she let go of his pinched flesh. Immediately, his cock was rock-hard again and pointing in her face. She continued her blow-job. Eddie's expression was one of pure bliss.

I was amazed by the whole scene. My cunt tightened around Josh's finger and I began to orgasm. He hooked it up into my favorite spot just as the waves of my climax crashed over me. I wailed loudly as girly cum rushed out of my pussy and soaked Josh's hand. He graciously licked his fingers clean and exclaimed that yes, indeed, Janie's cunt is delicious.

I laid there in another world completely as my heartbeat returned to normal. I was so relaxed and drunk with lust that I could not protest when Josh climbed up on top of me. He rubbed the cock piercing against my sensitive clit a few times before easing his length inside me. He placed one of my legs over his muscular bicep and pushed my other limb into the bed. Damn, he felt good, but I was so weak, all I could do was lie there and encourage him to fuck me senseless (well, beyond senseless). 

Helene got on all fours next to me and looked over her shoulder at Eddie. He moved up behind her and grabbed her big sexy hips. Her face contorted as he pushed into her. Helene humped back onto him almost harder than he humped forward into her. Their thrusts were quick and fevered. Helene's wild red hair was flung this way and that. 

"Yeah, fill me up Eddie," she cooed. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that I was only about a foot away from her. Helene scooted forward a bit so we could kiss. 

Both men fucked us rotten and we French kissed the whole time. Helene's lips were delectable and soft. Our tongues entwined. She tasted sweet; it was intoxicating. I really got into kissing her; so much so that I started to pull away from Josh. 

Helene flipped over onto her back and motioned me closer. I crawled up on top of her so that we were in the 69 position. I straddled her face, and lowered my body onto her gently. I watched her up-side-down heart of pubic hair approach my face. My arms wrapped around her thighs and my fingers met at her wetness. I cautiously spread her cunt lips and stared at her gorgeous pink crevice in awe. 

The men decided to switch positions as well. Eddie got behind me and sighed as he eased his cock back inside my waiting cunt. He pumped me nice and slow; his balls rubbing against my swollen clit and Helene's chin every time he pushed inside me. Eddie fucked me sensually, enjoying Helene's tongue on the underside of his shaft. Helene licked Eddie's balls as he fucked me. At first she was only paying attention to Eddie's genitals, but my moans encouraged her to lick all around our union.




Janie and Helene



I did the same to where Helene and Josh were connected. Josh pulled out of her hole and offered me his cream-covered dick to suck. Initially, the large metal ring in his dickhead frightened me. But the thought of tasting Helene's pussy juice won over so I sucked him clean every few thrusts.

Then Helene's tongue snaked forward and rasped against my hard little nub. The combined pleasure from Eddie's dick and Helene's tongue drove me insane. Delicious vibrations spread out from my clit, causing my vagina to contract. The strong throbbing in my pussy was felt by Eddie.

"God damn, what a nice cunt," he exclaimed.

Josh was busy thrusting casually into Helene. I spread her cunt open for his dick, and lightly pinched her clit between my thumb and forefinger.  She squirmed beneath me in response. 

I felt my orgasm building to the highest height. When Josh pushed his cock into my mouth again, I began to shudder. The thought of two dicks inside me at once put me over the edge. I hummed into Josh's cock as my pussy went into spasms. My orgasm was incredible. Eddie sensed my climax, so he held me tight and pressed his dick against the back of my pussy. I had to remove Josh's meat from my mouth in order to scream.

When Josh pulled his dick from my mouth, a long rope of saliva followed. He rubbed the shiny metal ring against Helene's pink button. As he did that, I felt her suck my clit harder. Finally after enough teasing her, Josh worked his cock between her soft fleshy folds.

The men began to pick up the pace, so Helene and I just watched the extreme close-up of each other getting impaled. Helene started talking really dirty to them.

"Yeah boys, fuck us," she moaned. 

I joined in, "Stretch our pussies wide, boys."

Eddie grabbed my ass cheeks as he began to shake uncontrollably. He pulled out of me and stroked his cock a few times before two shots of cum were fired across my lower back. The rest of his white goo dribbled down my ass crack into Helene's open mouth. She sucked the tip of his dick clean, and swallowed it down.

Josh almost climaxed at the same time. He pulled his cock from Helene's warm depths and pointed it right at my face. I closed my succulent lips over the tip and sucked hard. My tongue curled around the piercing. I was rewarded with a mouthful of hot jizz that threatened to spill out the side of my mouth. I moaned and swallowed once, then opened my mouth and let the rest drool down my chin.

Helene's fingers ran up and down my back, rubbing in all of Eddie's cum. Then she pushed me off of her and kissed me. Between us we tasted both of the boys and each other! It was very erotic. 

The two men sat back, rather stunned, and watched silently as Helene and I swapped spit. She laid back and splayed her legs apart. My hand instinctively went to her opening and plugged it with a finger. She cooed and arched her back. I didn't know if she ever had a woman eat her out, but that's what I planned to do. She gave me no reason to stop.

I moved my face to her mound and inhaled her aroma. I could smell her perfume mixed with a musky-sweet scent. I inserted two fingers inside her and watched, totally transfixed, as I moved them in and out. She sighed seductively. Helene's clit was swollen, obviously aching for attention. I moved my mouth to cover it, and then sucked gently. Her moans grew louder and closer together. She tugged lightly on my hair and bit her lower lip. Her sweet fleshy nub felt good between my lips; it was hot and I could feel it throb in my mouth. She humped her pussy against my face which encouraged me to suck her clit harder. I worked my fingers inside of her as far as they would go.

I wanted to savor her cunt, but she started climaxing suddenly. Helene held the back of my head and convulsed against me. Her pussy contracted and her juices oozed out. I licked my fingers and re-inserted them. Helene's flavor was delicious; I couldn't get enough. Her folds were so soft and delicate, I didn't want to stop. 

Finally, I came up for air and noticed both Eddie and Josh stroking themselves, mesmerized by our lesbian display.

I turned to Josh, "I guess now you know I love to eat pussy too."

He chuckled and stretched out next to Helene. She stared at him, rather dazed, with a sly smile on her face. "I knew this was going to be a fun night," she said matter-of-factly. I cuddled next to her and Eddie curled up beside me. 

All four of us groped and cuddled for a few minutes. Helene turned towards me and we kissed. Eddie started stroking my butt, and soon I felt his throbbing boner sticking into my back. I pressed back into him. Taking the hint, Eddie pulled my ass cheeks apart and slipped his cock inside me. Josh did the same to Helene. Facing each other, Helene and I kissed and fondled each others' tits while Josh and Eddie pumped our holes in the sideways position. Helene moaned sweetly into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her. 

The angle felt wonderful, and I really started to juice up. The wetter I got, the harder Eddie slammed into me from behind. He reached around and stroked my clit. I twisted my legs around Helene's and we writhed towards climax. Let me end by saying that both Helene and I fell asleep with our pussies full of semen.

The next few weeks were a lot of fun. Helene and I became closer than we ever had. When I returned to school, I promptly dumped Al, dove into my coursework, and focused on getting a summer internship.

Look for my next story, Janie's Summer Internship…