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Janie's Summer Internship

By: divergirlxoxo



This story is part of the Janie Does College series

I made my way down the ramp at the gate, trying to locate the baggage claim area, while also glancing into the faces welcoming the flight to the great State of Wisconsin. If only Seth carried a sign that read "JANIE" maybe finding him would be easier.

I waited, a bit nervously I'll admit, by the carrousel as the crowd cleared. I collected my luggage; time passed. Finally, when I was about to go find a payphone, he tapped me on the shoulder.

"Are you Janie?"

"Um…yeah," I said and whirled around. He was tall, lanky, with Elvis Costello glasses and a kind face. "Nice to finally meet you." I noticed him staring at my cleavage.

"You too," he nodded. 

Seth was my internship mentor, a Graduate student at the University, in charge of helping me with my Bachelor's thesis project. I was pretty excited about the 10-week program: I would earn one course unit for my home campus, make $250/week, and I could stay in the dorms for free. 

Seth, although geeky, seemed very sweet and helped me carry my luggage (including dive gear) to his beat-up old Acura. We made small talk and stopped by a fast-food joint before he dropped me off at the prison-esque dormitory. 

After about an hour of checking in, completing paperwork, and taking a photo for my ID badge, I was allowed to see my room. It had been years since I had lived in a college dorm, so I wasn't really sure what to expect. The paperwork said I was on the 8th floor. The elevator doors paused briefly before surging open, allowing me to step out. A decent-sized common area greeted me. There was a wheezing 'fridge in a pseudo-kitchen, and a few old couches surrounding a circa-1989 TV. Oh, man, this is going to be a great summer, I said to myself sarcastically. 

A few kids were scattered around the common room but I just smiled weakly at them before looking at the numbers on the doors. I moved cautiously down a hallway where three dorm rooms were clustered. A pay-phone looked lonely on the wall. 

One door was open and I saw a woman bent over vacuuming. She didn't hear or see me, as her blonde ponytail swung around erratically. I checked the number on the door; this was it. My mouth opened to say hello, but the hellacious noise just drowned me out. So I just stood there watching her clean under the bed. 

The woman had long legs, but they were not skinny. She had a fetching tan; I concluded she must either be half Latina, or she visited the tanning salon often. She had a mass of obviously bleached hair, cascading out of a looped pony-tail. Her ass was nice; like mine it bubbled out. Even better, she seemed to have a chest to match. She wore hideous yellow flip-flops with a fake daisy on each one. 

As she righted herself, I must have scared her because she jumped when she realized someone was standing in the doorway. 

"I think this is my room…" my voiced trailed off, overwhelmed by the noise.

We smiled at each other for a split-second, and I was greeted with dark almond-shaped eyes. My stomach felt a flutter of butterflies as sable eyes met sage ones. No, she must be an Islander, or Asian. Maybe a Kiwi?

She fumbled with the knobs on the ancient vacuum. When I could hear myself think again, I moved forward for a handshake.

"Hi, I'm Janie, and I think I'm your new roomie."

"Oh, nice to meet you!" she gushed, "I'm Mariah." I waddled past her with my luggage. Mariah continued to talk my ear off. "I've been here for about a week already; I drove all the way from San Diego. Wow, aren't you excited the internship starts tomorrow? Doesn't this dorm suck? We don't even have an oven in the building. And did you see that communal 'fridge? Gross! I'm renting a mini-'fridge."

I smiled at her. Was there an "off" button for her as well? At least she was entertaining. And she had a bigger valley-girl accent than mine!

We learned we had more in common that just being from California. Mariah and I had similar movie and music tastes. She loved to swim and was also a Piscean. As it tuned out, she was half German and half Filipino, so, we also had German Surnames in common. 

There were differences too, of course. Mariah was 7 years older, and was working on her second Bachelor's degree. She was at least 5'11". With her platform flip-flops, she towered over me. 

I was actually rather intimidated by her because she was strikingly beautiful. Mariah had gorgeous dark Asian eyes, high cheekbones, lovely thick lips, and a pearly smile. Her body matched her face in terms of good looks. Like me she had D-cup breasts, plenty of booty, and a pierced navel. I found myself attracted to her immediately. 

I watched Mariah out of the corner of my eye as I put away my things. She was incredibly sexy and very animated. I worried my quickly-growing infatuation with her would get in the way of my studies.

"There's no sheets for the bed?" I asked with a combination of shock and irritation in my voice. "It's already past 7-o'clock, how am I supposed to get bedding?"

"I can take you to K-Mart" Mariah offered. 

"You're my savior"

She smiled the brightest smile at me.

As the weeks progressed, Mariah and I became a team. Since there was no way to cook our own meals, and the cafeteria was only open for breakfast and lunch during the summer, we ate out together every night. I looked forward to our "dates" because I didn't get to see her at work. On the weekends we would swim laps at the campus pool or hang out by the Lake. She always wore a sexy little bikini and didn't seem to mind when she caught me staring. 

On Friday nights we hit the bars and clubs, trying to pick up some cute men. They would all flock to Mariah since she was so hot, and she would get and give numbers, but curiously she never brought a man home. 

I have to admit, I developed a huge crush on Mariah. When the lights went out, I would quietly stroke my pussy and imagine her on top of me. A few times I was afraid she heard me orgasm since her bed was only a few feet away from mine. Sometimes I would listen intently, trying to hear if she was masturbating too, but I never heard a thing. 

One day, after work, I could tell Mariah was stressing over her internship project. As science often does, her results were the exact opposite of what she expected. Not only was she sulky and moody, she didn't seem like she wanted anyone to cheer her up. Annoyed with her negative attitude, I left the dorm.

I came back to the room after a trip to the campus library, and found her crying on the bed. Her legs were crossed and her head hung low. Her cheeks were crimson and her mascara was smeared under her eyes.

"Oh, are you okay, Hun?" I asked. I rushed to her side and grasped her hands. She didn't look at me but continued to sob quietly. I'm not so good at being somebody's counselor, so I was silent for a minute. Finally, I spoke again, "Don't worry, you'll figure something out. Maybe you'll will feel better if you just cry and get it all out?"

She took a deep breath and sighed.

"My mom always tells me to stand under a hot shower when I am sad, and it really helps. Something about us water signs, we really respond to it. Now, I'm going to run the shower and you get out of your clothes and into your robe," I said. 

She began half-heartedly undressing after I left. When I retuned she was sitting on the bed with her tits practically hanging out of a black-laced bra. She sniffed and stood, removing the rest of her clothes. I tried not to stare at her, but it was impossible for me not to. Her hair was a mess, falling over her shoulders. Her breasts were tan, although slightly lighter in shade than the rest of her skin, and her nipples were small and dark. They poked out seductively. Her mound was a bit furry, but well-kept. I wrapped her in a robe and walked with her to the shower, feeling a bit nervous. 

She remained silent as I closed the bathroom door behind us. There was a single shower, two toilet stalls, and one sink for the five girls sharing the hallway. There wasn't a lock on the door, but the other three girls had gone out to dinner. I was pretty sure we would be alone and I could help Mariah de-stress.



"Now, just get used to the water and I'll wash your back. Believe me; you'll feel the stress melt away." I had caught glances of Mariah's body before, in the locker room at the gym, and in the mornings and evenings when we were changing, but never had I been so close to her naked body. 

I felt a mixture of emotions: lust for this woman's body, curiosity, and nervousness. In addition, I felt guilty for wanting her body at a time when she was so upset. I took a deep breath and tried to calm the warm sensation spreading out from my pubes. My heart was pounding hard as I grabbed the soap and loofah sponge. 

"Just tell me if I press too hard." I said and began to wash her back.

Mariah stared up into the shower head and let the cascading water fall over her face and down her lovely body. I watched with growing excitement, as she gathered her hair and kept it out of the way. The water made her body gleam and look all the more tantalizing.

The angle was a bit awkward since I was standing outside the shower, fully clothed. I had the urge to step into the shower stall with her. I ran the loofah sponge across her back and worked up a nice lather. Then I set it down and massaged her shoulders, making her gasp. Taking cues from her reactions, I worked a few shallow knots out of her shoulders and upper back. 

"That does feel nice, Janie, thank you," she whispered.

"You are really tense. I can work more of the knots out later if you want." I washed all of the suds off of her and dried my hands. I was just about to turn and go when Mariah looked me in the eye and asked me if I would wash her hair.

"Sure…"

"It would be easier to just get in," she whispered. She was right, but my head was so dizzy with arousal, I almost didn't hear her.

I undressed slowly, and Mariah made it a point to keep her head turned away. "Maybe she isn't attracted to me", I thought. I stepped over the lip and closed the shower door. I couldn't believe the two of us were naked, inches from each other. 

Grabbing the shampoo, I poured a dollop into my palm and worked it through her long wet locks. My fingers worked through her hair from roots to tips delicately. She started humming softly. Mariah bent forward and washed the suds out. As she did that, my eyes scanned over her sexy body, finally stopping at the crack of her ass. I didn't want this to end so I gathered more shampoo into my hand and repeated the process. 

"Do you feel better?" I asked, hopeful.

"I feel A LOT better," she purred.

While I washed the second load of suds out of her hair, my hands ran up and down her back. I caressed her lower back, which dipped inward a bit before flaring out into her lovely large butt. The cheeks were flawless and tan. I fought the urge to massage them too.

I rubbed and caressed her scalp until it was obvious that there were no suds left, so I moved my hands away. I stood there for a second, not sure of my next move. In an instant, Mariah turned around and looked down into my eyes. Her face was still a bit red but the make-up smudges were gone, and she seemed to be feeling better.

Without a word, she put her arms around the small of my back. Encircling me, she pulled me to her. My eyes went wide with shock. Not once had Mariah hinted to me of her true feelings. I was in utter disbelief and my stomach was doing cartwheels. Mariah placed a hand on my cheek and turned my face upwards to meet hers. My eyes looked into hers before coming to rest on her lovely pink lips.

Our first kiss was to-die-for. The sound of the water spraying us was all we could hear. I was so excited that I had to gasp for air between our fevered kisses. My eyes closed initially, but I slowly opened them while we kissed so that I could see her reaction. Her eyes were also slit, and we both grinned slightly between smooches as we realized each other's curiosity. Mariah's tongue found its way into my mouth and swirled around inside. I responded by sucking on it gently and moaning softly in approval. 

As we both became more confident, our hands began to roam. I felt her slide her right hand up to cup my breast. Instinctively, my hands lowered to rest on her perfect ass cheeks. Our female bodies melted together slowly until we were touching from breasts to upper thighs. 

Since both of us have large breasts, we had to squeeze them tightly together in order to kiss deeply. The warm water ran down our bodies and pooled between our tits. Her perky nipples were hard and I could easily feel them pressed against my large pink ones. Electricity flowed from her nipples to mine, making me dizzy. 

Mariah moved one leg in between my legs and she pressed her long smooth thigh to my crotch. Instinctively, I gyrated on her leg and felt my pussy get wetter and wetter by the second. In response to her tweaking my right nipple, I pulled her sexy ass cheeks apart so the water flowed between them. Mariah bent her head and sampled my nipple, sucking very gently. 

"Let's go to the room. I know of a way to relieve stress even better," I said seductively.

Mariah smiled and turned off the water. We didn't even bother to dry ourselves off. The warm Mid-western summer was sweltering outside and we were about to make it even hotter. 

Mariah and I held hands as we left the bathroom and walked into our dorm room. Naked, we embraced as soon as the dorm room door closed behind us. Again our breasts rubbed together. I felt her pubic hair graze my lower abdomen. My hands came to rest on her flared hips. My pussy was simmering in its own sauce, and I was desperate to make love to Mariah, but I didn't want to rush things. 

"I had no idea you're into women," I said breathlessly.

"I've been through college once already," she smiled slyly, "Besides, who could say no to your sexy body?" I just blushed. 

"I'm just a bit overwhelmed. I sort of developed a crush on you," I admitted.

"I know, I'm flattered," she said, "But we have to get one thing straight…this is just a summer fling. I don't do relationships with women."

"That's fine, I prefer men to women too."

Mariah smiled broadly before she kissed me deeply.

"Although you are changing my mind about that!" I said when our lips broke apart.

I was desperate to feel Mariah's weight on top of me so I pulled her toward the bed. Our wet bodies pressed together and left pools on the comforter. Immediately, I spread my legs for her. She climbed on to of me and ground her naked cunt against my own. The contact made me gasp and I circled my arms around her waist. 

We continued kissing. I heard a loud buzzing in my ears as the pleasure enveloped me. My mouth watered at the taste of her large succulent lips. Her sweet tongue darted in and out of my mouth. Her teasing was endless. My fingers found there way into her heavy wet tendrils of hair. 

I groaned in frustration as I humped my pelvis upwards to meet hers. I could feel her pussy lips smash against my own and we were both very wet. I knew that a few minutes of rubbing them together would make me orgasm. Mariah had other plans though. 

Mariah broke the kiss and slithered down my body. She sampled each nipple in turn, making sure they were both hard as pebbles before continuing on her exploration. She kissed lightly across my tummy and came to rest her face against my mound. Mariah placed her hands underneath my ass cheeks and tilted my pelvis upwards. Her thumbs tickled the crevices where my outer labia met my upper thighs. My pink pearl stared up at her, but she did not give into the urge to suck it just yet. Instead she worked her thumbs up and down my slippery opening making me coo. 

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, giving into the feeling completely. Mariah moved her right thumb upwards onto my clit and slowly rubbed it with small circles as she slid her middle and index fingers from the same hand into my pussy. It felt heavenly to have my pussy filled; I couldn't help but hump against her hand. Mariah curled her fingers deep inside me, making me squirm.

"Oh, that's just what I like," I said.

"Yeah? You like what I'm doing to your sweet pussy"

"Yes, yes, don't stop"

Mariah bent her head to commence sucking on my clit. She moved her fingers slightly, but mostly just worked my little bud with her lips. I exploded within seconds. The warm feeling spread out across my body and my pussy contracted around her fingers. It was a nice sharp orgasm but I was far from satiated. 

I coaxed Mariah back on top of me and we kissed once so I could taste myself on her lips. Then she moved up higher and straddled my face. I wasn't prepared for this but was pleasantly surprised to have her cunt rubbing against my chin. Luckily, Mariah's pussy was shaved except for a large triangle on her mound. 

Her cunt opened as she spread above me, and her cute pussy lips hung down in my face. I spread her pussy even further with my fingers before inserting my tongue into her depths. She was so wet, and tasted delicious so I worked my tongue inside her deeper. 

"Oh yeah, tongue-fuck me, Baby," she said.

My nose worked against her clit and all I could smell was her sweet pussy. Mariah started groaning and grinding rather roughly on my face. Her body shuddered and she announced she was coming. Her pussy went through spasms around my tongue, and finally subsided.

Mariah sighed deeply as she swung her leg away from my head and stood up.

"You don't know how badly I needed that," she said.

At first, I thought that we were done and that she was getting dressed because she started rooting around in her lingerie drawer. But then she produced a large black dildo and smiled at me. 

"When have you had time to use that?" I asked, shocked.

"In the shower of course," she said matter-of-factly. "I was going to offer it to you to use when you were masturbating the other night, but it seemed like your fingers were working just fine." 

My face tuned red. "You heard me?"

"Yes, and not just your breathing. Your pussy was so wet I could hear it squelching around your fingers."

I giggled at her, "Well, I was thinking about you, you Bitch, now get over here and use that thing on me!"

Mariah began sucking on the dildo. It was black plastic, rigid, but could be bent into any position. I watched in amazement as she coated it with saliva and pushed almost the whole nine inches into her mouth. 

"It has a harness to," she said and raised an eyebrow at me wickedly. 

Mariah winked at me before pulling the fake prick from her mouth and having a rope of saliva follow. She kneeled in front of my spread legs. Mariah spat on my cunt and worked the spittle around my hard clit which was poking out at her. Then she took the toy and positioned it at my hole. She pushed firmly but the toy was too big and wouldn't enter me. 

"Oh fuck, it's too big for me," I whispered in arousal. "I haven't had a cock in almost 2 months."

"Mmm…we'll make it fit," she cooed. Mariah spat again on my pussy and pressed harder on the base of the dildo. Slowly, the head nudged inside me and stretched me open.

"Oh God, yeah!" I wailed as she filled me to the hilt with the big black cock. 

Mariah ground it around once it was totally buried in my snatch. The head touched me so deep! She pinched my clit lightly and began to fuck me slowly.

"Once I loosen you up, I'll use the harness with it," she promised. The thought of being fucked with a strap-on by this incredibly sexy woman made my head spin. She expertly worked the plastic cock inside me until I was seeing double. Just when I thought I couldn't take another inch inside me, she pushed even harder and made my pussy accept more. 


Janie's Summer Internship Ch. 02



This is Part II of Janie's experience during the summer of 2000 in Wisconsin.

Summer waned and the Midwestern heat-wave gradually subsided. Mariah and I were engaged in a very passionate, albeit sporadic love affair. Because the internship was so intensive, we rarely had time to make love. In fact, after the first encounter, we had only fucked three times in one week. 

Each time, Mariah would initiate contact when I was studying the hardest (Of course, I didn't mind a little study-break), and would use her trusty black dildo on me before making me eat her sweet cunt. I couldn't complain; Mariah was a great fuck. She was better at fucking me with a strap-on than many men from my past had with the real thing! She had only let me fuck her with the toy once, in the beginning, but I was itching for another go. 

To be honest, the strap-on had seen better days. One of the straps was broken and even duct tape couldn't hold it together during one of our wild fucking sessions. In my opinion, a new toy was in need. So I brought up the idea of a little shopping spree over lunch the following day.

"So... I feel we need to go shopping for a new 'Man'," I said in a low voice.

Mariah shot me a puzzled look from across the table.

"I don't have time for a man right now! Especially since fucking you takes all my energy," she winked at me. She flung her long honey-colored hair over her shoulder.

I continued my sales pitch, "I mean our 'Black Man' needs a funeral. We need to find a sex shop."

Finally the circuit connected upstairs and Mariah giggled. "Yeah, that strap has seen better days. I feel like white trash lesbians using duct tape to help the situation."

I nearly choked on my iced tea.

"Hey, I'm the only true white girl here, and I take offense to that," I laughed sarcastically.

"Well, I'm half white so I can be half as trashy then."

"So, shall we spend a few of our hard-earned bucks on novelty items tonight?"

"Let's."

"Good, I'll check online after lunch for a trendy and tasteful place and let you know what I found on the drive home," I said.

She smiled at me mischievously, "Great, then we're in for an adventure tonight."

After work and an evening shower, Mariah and I went about our plan of acquiring a new lover, the plastic kind. Mariah wore a red V-neck sheer top and a black bra clearly visible, yet tasteful, underneath. She completed the look with a flowing denim skirt and high-heel sandals. I wore and black/white polka-dot skirt and a lime green tank-top, with a sheer parka and large lime green earrings. We stopped for dinner at an Italian place a few blocks from the dorm. Since Mariah had the car, I got to indulge in a few glasses of wine. 

"So what's the place called again?" she asked me in a loud voice. The music and din of the crowd was drowning out our conversation. 

It felt weird shouting, "Pinky's Naughty Delights" in a roomful of people.

Mariah raised her eyebrows in either shock or approval, I couldn't tell.

"It's Downtown?"

I nodded, "Of course."

"Let's hit the record store first, I don't want to walk into that place reeking of garlic."

I smiled at her, "Then don't eat any."

"I'm not, it's just in the air here!" she laughed.

The parking lot for Pinky's was almost empty on a Wednesday night. The place was well lit outside, large, and to conform to its own cliché, painted a bright pink color. The windows were vast and full of display items such as lingerie-clad mannequins, feather boas, whips, chains, insanely tall platform shoes, and a collection of classy and not-so-classy wigs. 

Mariah and I held hands as we climbed the manicured steps up to the front door. I noticed the landscaping included large pink rose bushes and a fountain with a cherub statue pissing a strong stream of water. We both giggled as we passed it. The front door had an impressive pink and white stained glass theme of a naked woman and two swans. The whole atmosphere was sexy but the place seemed almost overdone and gaudy.

When we entered the one room house, I was surprised by how cozy it was. There was a real fire going in the fireplace and a faux fur rug on the floor in front of it, pink zebra print, of course. The retail set-up was easy to navigate and not cluttered. Under the dim lighting, I was amazed by the plethora of items to view. Clothing, sexy shoes, make-up, lingerie, swim-wear, and wigs made up a majority of the items in the shop. 

"Hi, welcome! I'm Pinky, if you have any questions," announced the sales lady behind the counter. She was older, probably close to fifty years old. She reminded me of a modern-day Mrs. Roper from Three's Company: too much make-up, too much jewelry, and obvious plastic surgery. The owner really fit the décor. I laughed under my breath after contemplating if Pinky was in fact a man. 

I noted a few couples in the shop and they both turned to check us out when Pinky made the ruckus in welcoming us. One couple disappeared behind a beaded curtain (they were penis-shaped beads!) into another room. 

"Oh, that's the most popular room tonight!" Pinky winked at us. "Are you girls strippers?"

"Uh, no..." Mariah continued, "But thanks for assuming."

"Oh, I didn't mean it in a bad way, Hun. Most of my customers are in the erotic entertainment biz. If you wanna check out the private room, Vivian's in there to answer any questions you might have. She is very knowledgeable about our products," Pinky explained.

Mariah and I nodded at her in unison, hoping to shut her up. One couple left the shop as the pink clock on the wall started groaning in orgasm that it was 11-o'clock. 

"The clock screams for each hour," Pinky explained proudly. As if we couldn't figure that one out on our own. Mariah and I stared at the clock in disbelief as the eleventh scream was climatic. Mariah chuckled quietly. I just rolled my eyes. The phone rang and Pinky answered it with a well-rehearsed line.

After perusing for a few minutes and half-listening to Pinky's conversation, Mariah nudged me toward the beaded curtain. We walked through one at a time and were instantly greeted by a treasure trove of plastic novelty goodies. There were vibrators and dildos, fake vaginas, nipple clamps, butt plugs and blow-up dolls. There was even a blow-up sheep doll! All the products were arranged neatly and well-organized by size, and my jaw dropped when I saw the massive proportions of some of the toys. My pussy instantly juiced up when I saw the selection of strap-ons and double-ended dildos, obviously meant for lesbian lovers. 

Vivian greeted us with a simple nod and smile, looking right into our eyes. She stared a little longer than necessary at us. I could tell that she caught on quickly that Mariah and I were more than just friends. There was one other couple in the small room, and they were busy looking at vibrators. 

Vivian was my age, shorter than me by a few inches, even with her insane platform shoes. She had on a spiked leather collar and an ultra-mini leopard print skirt. The top she wore was a black number that tied in the front and left little to the imagination. She wore a pink nametag and a belt equipped with popular sex toys and other items. Her hair was loose and hung above her shoulders in a black bob. Mariah and I stole glances of her small frame and large chest. Although she was petite, she definitely was not skinny and had some nice curves goin' on. 

Mariah picked up a toy "The Butterfly" and studied it. 

"It goes on the woman for clitoral stimulation during intercourse," Vivian said. She produced a non-packaged one from her belt and showed it to my lover. As she turned away from me, I noticed her back was covered in tattoos, mostly colorful flash ones. 

Mariah was interested. Vivian went on and on, in her sultry voice, about the product's pros and cons.

Pinky popped her head into the room, startling me slightly as the beads swung around erratically. "Hey are you down with closing up? My man's got a Viagra-induced boner and I don't want to miss a single second!" My eyes widened at her words.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine Pink. T.M.I.!"

"Thanks a mil' Baby doll! Don't forget to watch the front."

"'K!" Vivian called. 

We heard Pinky go out the front door singing, "Get up! Get on up... Stay on the scene, like a sex machine!" in her best James Brown.

The other couple left the room with their selection. 

"I'll be right back," Vivian called to us before following the couple to the register. Both Mariah and I watched her walk away and studied her cute bubble butt.

When we were alone, Mariah turned to me and snaked her arms around my waist. "What a great place, huh?!" Mariah gushed. "I wish I was a stripper after coming here!"

There was a silence as we studied more toys.

"What about the hot sales girl?" I winked at her.

Mariah agreed, "No shit, she's gorgeous!"

Vivian returned right after those words escaped Mariah's lips. I could see Mariah turn red with embarrassment. Vivian pretended she didn't notice that she had just caught us commenting on her knock-out body. She walked over to Mariah and, standing a little closer than necessary, continued her explanation of "The Butterfly."

"So, can it be worn under a strap-on?" Mariah asked, hoping to shock Vivian.

Of course Vivian didn't even flinch as she explained it probably wouldn't work but that they carried a line of strap-ons with a built-in vibrating crotch.

My crotch was already vibrating on its own as I watched Mariah and Vivian flirt with each other.

"See, I don't think 'The Butterfly' would be flush enough against the body for comfort," Vivian responded. She began to hike up her little skirt. "Do you mind? We are all women here."

Mariah and I shook our heads in approval but also a bit of confusion.

Vivian hiked her skirt all the way up around her waist. Vivian was completely naked under her skirt and her sweet little pussy was shaved completely bare. She had a sexy tattoo right above the lips, in her pubic area, of a heart on fire. Her clit was pierced with a large silver ring. Both Mariah and I gawked at it. I could tell she loved the attention. Vivian remained professional, however, and placed the toy over her sex, strapped it on, adjusted it, and turned it on. The buzzing against her metal ring was loud and hypnotic. I couldn't pull my eyes away from her tanned sexy body. 

"Yeah, I think this toy is too fat, I mean, it protrudes out too far away from my body to be able to fit a strap-on over it comfortably. It feels nice though."

"It looks nice," I heard myself say. It did; the red jewel-like toy sizzled right above her lovely pink cunt-lips.

Vivian smiled sweetly at me. "So you two are in the market for a strap-on?"

Mariah sighed, "Yeah, Janie wore out our old one, the Slut."

I opened my mouth in mock shock. "Well, if you didn't fuck me so hard with it, it wouldn't have broken!"

Vivian smiled broadly, "Well, let me show you what we have to offer." She led us over to the lesbian section. I noticed that she kept her naked body on display and she left "The Butterfly" buzzing away on her clit.

"Here is what you need," she commented, showing us a harness. "It's called the Violator. The straps will not break on you or we will refund your money. Plus, the crotch has a vibrating inlay for the dominant woman to receive simultaneous pleasure." I could see a faint line of sweat on Vivian's brow and wondered if the toy she was wearing was making it hard to concentrate. 

Vivian turned on a button to the side of the jutting penis and the crotch began to dance. Mariah cooed and I nodded in approval. "The vibrations only have two settings, but it's the most powerful vibe on a strap-on we have in stock," Vivian said. She looked at Mariah for approval.

"Well how much is it?" my lover asked.

"One-twenty."

"What?!" Mariah and I both snapped.

"But it's really worth every penny! I own it so I should know! Plus, since you two are new customers, you get the first purchase at ten percent off," Vivian persuaded.

"Geez for that amount of money we should get a test-drive," Mariah cocked an eyebrow at Vivian. She was only half-kidding, but Vivian just smiled back.

A moment of silence passed between all three of us. My stomach was in a knot.

"To use this on you two would be an honor," Vivian said matter-of-factly.

Mariah and I smiled at her. 

"Just let me go lock up so we are not disturbed. It's past closing anyhow."

"Oh, we don't have to keep you after hours," I countered.

Vivian grinned wickedly, "Nonsense. Seems like the party's in here tonight ladies." Then she turned at left the room. 

As soon as she left, Mariah scooped me into her arms to kiss me. I opened my mouth for her skilled tongue and sighed as she felt me up. Her hands immediately wandered to my skirt hem and moved up my bare legs. I too, was hiking her pleated denim skirt over her large succulent butt. 

Mariah smelled sweet and fresh, I loved her perfume. Her long blonde hair cascaded around her broad shoulders and made her look wanton. She had to bend over significantly in order to kiss me since her heels made her already-towering frame all the more Amazonian. I am usually taller than the women I fuck, so it was nice to feel small next to her. 

We kissed for a long while, and although I thoroughly enjoyed her tongue swirling around inside my mouth, I began to wonder if Vivian decided against joining us after all. Just then, Vivian returned and playfully swatted at Mariah's bare butt.

"Okay, the coast is clear," Viv chuckled, "Let the test-drive begin." She still had the toy strapped to her clit, buzzing softly. In her hand she carried "the Violator."

"First things first," Mariah said, "I'm Mariah and you will test it out on Janie here."

"I guessed you were the dominant one. I love your height!"

"Yeah, well, it makes it tougher to get a boyfriend. Men are so intimidated by my height," Mariah admitted.

I had removed her skirt and was unbuttoning her shirt when I commented that women are more fun anyways. Vivian agreed.

"I'm a strict lesbian," she admitted while removing her belt and loosening the tie over her ribcage. "Are you two a couple?"

"Just lovers for now," I said. 

Mariah asked if she could see Viv's clit ring up close.

"Of course!" 

She removed "the Butterfly," hopped up on a display table and spread her tanned thighs apart. I noticed she was wearing body glitter all over and it looked very erotic. Her naked clit was huge. "The Butterfly" must have worked some magic, because it was as thick as my little finger and as pink as the paint on the walls. She must frequent waxing salons because I didn't see one irritated hair follicle or one missed hair. She was completely smooth, flawless, and had no tan lines. 

Mariah instantly fell to her knees and pressed her face into Vivian's crotch. Vivian smiled slyly and used her fingers to spread her meaty upper lips. The shaft of her clit was swollen and protruding, making the ring stick straight out. Mariah ran her long pointed tongue along its length and then diddled the ring with it. Vivian cooed in appreciation. 

"Come'ere Janie," Viv hissed at me in arousal. I walked around to stand by her side and Vivian removed my pale yellow cotton bra. My tits spilled into her hands as she smiled up at me. "Nice ones, Honey." 

I did the same to her, freeing her massive tanned tits. Her breasts were much like Mariah's in size but instead of small dark nipples, she had saucer-sized light brown areola. The nipples were also pierced. They rode high on her chest, and I guessed she had to be a stripper on the side if she was blessed with such gorgeous breasts. 

"It's okay to rough them up," Viv whispered to me and pinched her nipples hard.

I complied and tweaked on her beautiful nipples while my girlfriend snacked on her cunt. I rubbed my large puckered nipples against her smooth ones. The barbell on each teat rubbed back against my flesh and felt wonderful. I was totally entranced by her breasts. 

Mariah continued to feast on Vivian's sweet slit, running her lips over her large clit and softly sucking at the apex. Vivian responded by convulsing slightly and sighing.

"Oh that vibe had me right on the edge the whole time we were talking, ladies. I'm about to cum any second!" Vivian announced.

Hearing the urgency in her voice, I tugged hard on her titty jewelry and made her grunt like a slut. "Oh, fuck! Suck me good!" Vivian howled.

Mariah responded and sucked with force right on her clit. I watched in awe and this beautiful petite vixen humped against my girlfriend's mouth and screwed her face up into a sexy grimace. She rode out her climax which seemed to go on forever. Then Vivian righted herself and grabbed for "the Violator."

"Oh fuck, that was wonderful! Now I'm in the mood to fuck," she announced.

Mariah smiled at the compliment and licked her lips once before kissing me slowly on the lips. I tasted Vivian's sweet tangy pussy all over her upper lip and smelled her musky fragrance as well. It excited me all the more; my pussy was positively oozing juice. I removed the rest of my clothes as the two women looked on with interest. 

"Go slow at first; she's tight. But she loves to fuck," Mariah directed. She bent and helped Viv strap on "The Violator." Even with Mariah's upper body bent at about a 60 degree angle, she was still taller than Vivian was. I crawled on top of the low table and positioned myself at the edge. 

"Mariah..." I whined, "Get me lubed up."

Vivian opened a new bottle of EZ-Glide Lube and rubbed it all along her flesh-colored shaft. She applied some to Mariah's fingertips and Mariah proceeded to prep me for a good fucking. Her fingers slotted up my hole and deposited the goopy gel all around my pink opening. Then she rubbed some into my asshole and spanked each cheek lovingly.

"She's all yours Vivian. Convince us of your product," she smirked.

I felt a mixture of apprehension and excitement. What if she was too rough with me? I breathed a deep sigh and tried to calm my nerves. I relaxed more into the table and arched my back. I felt Vivian's small hands on my hips, positioning me correctly. 

"What a pretty pussy. Is it ready to be filled up?" Viv asked.

"Mmm Hmm," I moaned. Just then I felt the rigid head and upper shaft rub along my slot. It was thoroughly coated with lube and on the third stroke, Vivian inched it inside me. She gave me about five good inches. I found that I was surprised by the girth and instantly tightened up. 

"Relax..." Mariah instructed.

I did and as I breathed out, Viv slid another two full inches into my tunnel. She ground around slowly making me gasp. I pushed back suddenly, wanting more once my pussy had grown accustomed to a full seven inches. Vivian responded and surged forward as well. She met me with an amazing force I wouldn't have expected from such a small woman. 

"Oh God," I whimpered as I accepted another inch. My pussy was now full up but Vivian kept pressing forward. 

"Only about another inch, Janie," Mariah cooed. I groaned at hearing her say my name. 

The pleasure was intense inside my pussy. I finally felt Viv's soft hips meet my thighs. She was all the way inside me. I uncontrollably flexed and relaxed my cunt muscles until I was used to that huge cock inside me. Slowly, I began to move back and forth ever so slightly and this cued Vivian to begin pumping. She grasped my thick hips surely and humped me forcefully, at a nice pace. 

Immediately my eyes rolled back into my skull as the pleasure enveloped me. Small mewling sounds escaped my lips as Mariah ran her hands all over my back, ass-cheeks, and up into my hair. Mariah gripped my black-cherry locks and tugged them gently away from my face. The mewling sounds turned into full-on moans as Vivian fucked me faster and with longer and more urgent strokes. She was definitely a strap-on pro and I was lucky to receive her attention. 




Janie's Summer Internship Ch. 02



Just when I felt an orgasm building, Vivian slowed and almost pulled out. She kept the cockhead inside me and reached for the vibration knob. She placed it on the low setting, but I clearly felt the vibrations moving up the shaft and rattling my cunt. "Oh God, that's sooooo gooooood," I moaned. I clenched me teeth and actually felt drool escaping the side of my mouth, it was THAT good. Viv pulled out and teasingly ran the vibrating cockhead all around my pubic area, and rested it on my clit for a second.

"Yeah, fuck her!" Mariah urged when she saw me all blissed-out.

Then Viv began to really slam me with all her strength. My cunt was gaping. I was so fucking wet. There was no resistance, my cunt had fully surrendered. It was then an almighty orgasm ripped through me. I began wailing and convulsing wildly. The orgasm rose up from my stomach and spread out to my extremities, even to my clenched toes. The waves of pleasure peaked, peaked, peaked, and then crashed violently and I almost fell off the table. Luckily Mariah held onto me, and then shoved a finger into my tight little asshole. That act made my orgasm last for another ten seconds until I was humming loudly. My body went limp on the table and so Vivian ripped the cock from my pussy rather swiftly. All my girly fluids rushed out and soaked my thighs. I groaned and breathed like a banshee for a few minutes until I recovered. "Awesome," Mariah commented in her valley girl accent.

"More than awesome!" I declared weakly. 

"My turn now!" Mariah demanded. 

"Hold on, I'm tired Girl!" Viv breathed.

Mariah smirked, "No, I do you. You're too petite to fuck me good."

Vivian shot her a look. Two dominant women in one small room, I thought and rolled my eyes. Viv undid the harness and handed it over. "Only if I can get a shot at you too!" she whined. Mariah's a sucker for a whiner, so she agreed. 

Mariah fastened the harness and pointed it at Viv's face. Vivian took the hint and fellated it. She tasted the strawberry flavor of the lube mixed with my juice and savored it. Mariah was too tall to get her at the same angle as Viv had gotten me, so she just pushed her up against the wall. I moved my body in between Viv and the wall and pressed my tits against hers. We kissed for the first time and she was sticky sweet from the flavored lube. She gasped into my mouth as Mariah entered her rather abruptly. 

Each time Mariah pressed forward, Viv was pressed into me. I enjoyed being close to this sexy woman, and being able to look over her shoulder at another incredibly sexy women was even better. Mariah fucked her masterfully, and Vivian said so.

"Oh yeah, just like that, YES!" she urged. 

I noticed Mariah staring into my eye. She was trying to get my attention. I looked into her dark eyes then followed her gaze to a display of butt plugs on the wall. She nodded at me so I grabbed a medium-sized one and slurped on it. Once it was wet, I handed it to Mariah. Viv was unaware of our plans because she was too busy groaning loudly into my cleavage. She felt the butt plug rub against her sphincter and her hazel eyes widened. Mariah coaxed it into place gently and was rewarded with an excited wail from Vivian's lips. 

I took it to the next step and reached for two vibrators sitting on the wall, one was silver and one was gold. I turned them on and held the buzzing tips to her nipple rings. She went wild and bounced around in front of me. 

As if suddenly reminded, Mariah stopped for a split-second and fumbled for the vibration button on the strap-on, then switched it on. Mariah and Viv groaned loudly in unison. 

"This could make me cum," Mariah grunted as she bucked forward. She buried the shaft deep and ground softly in circles until they both started moaning in orgasm. I watched in awe as Mariah climaxed forward, her clit pressed on the vibrating crotch. Her juices actually ran out and down her legs to pool at her ankles. I was on my hands and knees in an instant to lick up the fluid trails. 

Vivian collapsed against the wall without me there to support her. She sighed and groaned softly until her heart-rate became normal.

"Oh fuck, that was good!" Viv said breathlessly to no one in particular. Mariah smiled. 

"I think we'll take it!" I said referring to "The Violator".

"Yeah, that's a no brainer!" Mariah sighed.

"I still get to do you," Viv told Mariah, her eyes flashing. 

Mariah suggested, "How about we fuck on the floor, my legs are tired!"

"Sure, there's a comforter in the back room. I'll get it." Vivian left the room, her naked ass shaking, causing her tattoos to wave goodbye.

"That woman is unbelievable!" Mariah said in a faraway voice.

"Yeah, well, you're still mine for the next week!"

"Oh of course Sweetie, and I'm gonna fuck you raw with this new toy!"

I smiled at her and then looked up to see Vivian totally hidden under a mass of pink fur. She laid it out and fluffed it up for Mariah, then motioned for her to spread in missionary position. Mariah complied, and rubbed her sticky cunt to life again. I moved between her thighs and tongued her for about 30 seconds before Vivian shooed me out of her way.

Vivian had attached a different toy though. It was a blue jelly vibrating strap-on covered in little pearls. The pearls made seductive bumps all over the shaft that I knew Mariah would love. Vivian lubed the toy briefly before spreading Mariah's legs.

I could tell Mariah was not impressed with the position or the toy, but when Vivian worked her magic, she quickly changed her mind. Mariah was shocked at how much force Viv could deliver on each thrust. When Viv turned the vibrations on, Mariah gave in completely and her resolve melted away. I saw her eyes roll back as her body gave in to the feeling. She moaned appreciatively and humped her pelvis up to meet Vivian. Her large breasts rocked back and forth on her chest with the motion. Her silky light-colored locks fell all around her face like an angel, and contrasted well with Vivian's short brunette crop.

In a few minutes, the two had worked up a good rhythm and I could tell Mariah was on the edge again. Her breathing was a dead give-away as her climax neared. As she climaxed, Mariah scratched up and down Viv's back and grunted like a submissive slut. I was shocked, and excited. If Mariah could let such a small woman dominate her, I bet I could too. That thought really aroused me, so I climbed up and sat right on Mariah's sweet Filipino face and ground my cunt against her tongue. 

All three of us fucked for a few more hours before deciding to call it a night. In the end, Mariah and I spent a combined $300 on sex toys. Of course, Vivian got a commission, so she was more than pleased at her retail skills. Mariah and I didn't tell her that it was mostly her hot body that sold us those toys...but I'm sure she already knew that.

*

Look for the last Chapter in Janie's Summer Internship! Mariah invites a man to join in the fun; and find out if Janie gets to dominate Mariah once again! 



Janie's Summer Internship Ch. 03



This is Chapter 3 of Janie’s experience during the summer of 2000 in Wisconsin.

It had been a rather ordinary day so far: my alarm clock failed to rouse me, the boss was in a bad mood, there were way too many customers needing caffeine ASAP.  I work at a high-end café in the city, and I really do like my job.  I mean, it pays decent for a Joe-job, and the hours are flexible around my college courses.  The only irksome aspect about it?  Dealing with customers needing their morning brew.  

By lunchtime, the crowd changed from successful business 30-somethings to a younger and mellower group.  These were the early 20-somethings hitting the record store across the street on their lunch break, who almost forgot to eat because they were too busy listening to the new Radiohead or Phantom Planet album.  They were much more my type.  If I was lucky, I could score such a girl’s phone number between serving iced chai and bagel sandwiches.  

That’s when I saw her; I nearly dropped a whole bag of organic coffee beans.  She was tall and had long golden locks that reminded me of taffy.  Her eyes were slanted slightly, giving her an exotic look, but the way she dressed convinced me of her Californian residency.  She was approaching the counter, so I made sure to puff out my chest a bit and to smile at her.  

“Hey can I get an iced mocha and a Caesar?” she asked with eyes twinkling.  My heart skipped a beat.  She WAS from California.  Her Valley-girl accent was a dead give-away.  She was looking me up and down slyly.  

I finished taking her order and gave her a number and receipt.  She walked out to the patio and lit a cigarette while she waited for her meal.  I was transfixed by her long tan legs and amazing proportions.  My thoughts flowed to naughty places while I finished brewing the espresso for her drink.  

I checked my reflection in the shiny microwave door before carrying her tray over to where she sat.  I couldn’t help but grin at her.  God, I must have looked goofy; I am already aware of what large white teeth I have.  

“Here you go miss.  One Caesar, one iced mocha.  And if you should need anything else, my name is Travis,” I winked at her.   

“Thanks, Travis; I’m Mariah.”

“Well, Mariah it’s a pleasure to meet you.  It’s just hard to believe a gorgeous woman like yourself is having lunch all alone.”

She shrugged slightly and stared down at her food.  “If you get a cigarette break anytime soon, come out here and bum one off me.”  

I took that as a definite “yes, I like you too.”  Too bad I had quit smoking last year.  I walked back inside the café slowly, resisting the urge to turn around and steal another glance.  

As soon as I crossed the threshold I announced that I was going on break.  My apron was flung into the corner of the break room, my hands ran through my bleached blonde curls, gum was popped into my mouth; Okay, I was ready to make my move. 

Luckily, she was still perched on her stool under the green patio umbrella.  Briskly, I walked through the café, and then slowed my gait to a casual lumber as I approached her from the side.  Without thinking, my hands found the large pockets on my baggy jeans which sagged off my hips slightly.  I crouched next to her on a bench seat and waited for her to notice me.

“Oh my Gawd!  I didn’t see you sit down!  Dude, you freaked me out!” she laughed.  

I smiled at her, “Yeah, I tend to scare the women I meet.”  Mariah grinned at me and continued to eat her salad daintily.  I found my palms were sweating a bit.  “So, what are you up to this afternoon?”

“Oh just taking a long break from work; it’s actually my last day.”

“Onto bigger and better things, huh?”

“You could say that,” she said with a bright smile.

“I’m still in college but I can’t wait to get out in the real world.  Just one more semester!  But I was thinking about getting an MBA next.  Ah, baby steps I guess.”

She nodded at me.  “Hell, I went back for a second Bachelor’s.  I’m almost done though…in physics.”

“Wow, beauty and brains!  So, do you think you might give me your number so I can take you out?  We can celebrate your moving on to a better career?” I noticed I was holding my breath.

She was applying a pink lips gloss, and I could tell she was thinking over my proposition.  “Well, I am going out tonight, if you want to meet me at the Dakota.”

Not exactly the dinner and a movie I was hoping for.  Then I remembered that the Dakota is a gay club.  “Wait a minute, isn’t that a…”

“Yup.”

“And you want me to meet you there?”

“Yeah, I’ll be on the dance floor by 11-o’clock,” she said and stood up.  I glanced at my watch; my break was over.  Before I could think of something to say, Mariah was swinging her beautiful ass as she walked down the path to the parking lot.  I called out a “see you then” and turned toward the café.

As I resumed my duties behind the counter, I couldn’t help but fantasize about Mariah.  I kept imagining my dick sliding between her gorgeous tits, and her lowering her pink lips over my dickhead as it butted against her chin.  She was sexy and confident; her body was amazing.  I concluded that no gay club was about to keep me from seeing her again.  Besides, maybe this was some kind of test, or game she was playing.  She certainly didn’t come off as a dyke.  Furthermore, if she was in fact a lesbian, she wouldn’t have flirted with me.  These thoughts running through my head made it very difficult to finish out my work shift.

After work, I stopped by the library to drop off a book.  As I passed the outdoor mall, I couldn’t help but spot a nice button-down shirt in the window.  If I was going to a gay club, I must at least dress metrosexual if not completely homosexual.  So I bought it on a whim, and couldn’t wait for Mariah to see me in it later that night.

As I got ready, I almost called a few buddies.  Seriously though, I doubt they would accompany me to the Dakota.  They would have laughed right in my face if I even mentioned that idea to them.  Instead, I decided to go alone.  

My reflection staring at me from the mirror looked decent.  I kept the black collared shirt untucked, and just rolled the sleeves once.  I had a pair of LUCKY men’s jeans in a silver-grey to match.  My 6’5” athletic frame looked pretty good, I had to admit.  A white mother and a black father had contributed the best genes from each race to me: I have grey-green eyes, mulatto skin, a wide nose but high cheekbones, and a smattering of light freckles across it all.  Of course my best asset is unmentionable.  I’ll just say I’ve never had any complaints in the Johnson department.

Hailing a cab on the corner, I felt a bit strange asking for the Dakota, which was downtown in the gay district.  It was next to the sex shop, Pinky’s Naughty Delights.  God, that place was unreal.  I settled into the seat and watched the lights over Lake Michigan fade as we headed into the city.  My thoughts wandered again to Mariah’s body.  I wondered if her pussy lips were pink or brown.  Maybe a bit of both?  The stirring began in my loins, but I realized walking into a gay club with a boner popping out probably wasn’t a good idea.  I decided to think about a brick wall instead.

As we neared the club, the cabbie pulled over and motioned for me to get out; there was no where to park.  A wad of bills were tossed his way as I closed the cab door.  The night air was cool, but I didn’t need a jacket.  I kept my eyes low as my pace brought me to the entrance quickly.  There wasn’t a line, but a very butch lesbian looked me up and down as I handed her my ten-dollar-bill.  She didn’t say one word as she stamped the inside of my left wrist and glanced at my I.D.  I kept waiting for some sort of remark or joke, but none came.  Did she honestly think I was a gay man?

Inside the club, there was a long mahogany bar on the right and the dance floor was in the back, cloaked in darkness.  The music was loud and the lights were so dim, it might as well been pitch black inside.  My height allowed me to see across the room though, and I recognized Mariah immediately.  

She was stunning.  She had on a silvery metallic skirt and a pink tank top, with about four black studded belts hanging low on her waist.  Her hair was down and curled like long ropes of honey.  Mariah could dance; her hips swayed seductively and her arms flailed rhythmically.  

Then I caught a glimpse of her dance partner; my jaw hit the floor.  And I thought Mariah was gorgeous?  Her girlfriend was drool-worthy.  She was shorter, but her tits were just as large.  She had long dark locks with amber streaks, and her style was rocker-punk chic.  That’s just how I like ‘em.  Mariah’s friend had light skin, flawless like porcelain.  I could tell she was probably close to my age, but she had this angelic, baby face.  Her body, however, was anything but immature, complete with a bubble butt and muscular legs.  

I grabbed a quick drink at the bar and made a bee line to the two of them.  Mariah saw me approaching and waved at me with a big smile on her face.  Her friend turned to look at me and I was greeted with dazzling green eyes.  Amazingly, I could tell they were green even in the low light.  

“Hi, Travis, this is my girlfriend Janie!” Mariah yelled at me over the music.  

My heart melted as we shook hands lightly and Janie stared up into my eyes.  I couldn’t think of anything to say so I just began to dance with them.  Thank God I got my rhythm from my Dad’s side; I can dance all night long.  

In time, the girls sandwiched around me.  I was in heaven!  Mariah pushed her pink-clad tits against my chest immediately, but I could tell that Janie was shy.  I could feel her chest rub up against my back timidly.  

We danced for a few more songs and I started to loosen up.  Janie, too, seemed to warm up to me as all three of us danced close.  Prince and Madonna encouraged me to grind my pelvis into each girl, in turn.  Whenever I would smile at Janie, she would lower her thick eyelashes and stare down shyly.  Her smile was coy but very sexy.  I found myself getting aroused thinking about which woman I would possibly score with later.  

Just then, I noticed three muscular and butch lesbians approach and begin to dance next to us.  They were giving me harsh looks which made me feel unwelcome in their club.  

“Hey, I’m gonna go get some air,” I said to Mariah before making my way off the dance floor.  

I watched Mariah and Janie scoot in close to each other as I left the bar.  It’s not fair, I thought to myself, straight women can dance at a gay club, but no way is a straight male allowed within 100 feet from the entrance to such a bar.  I stood outside and wished I still smoked.  There were a few guys standing around, and one nodded my way.  I found myself getting shy and a bit uncomfortable.  I mean, I am secure in my sexuality, but I felt like I was false-advertising.  

Glancing back inside the club, I saw Mariah and Janie dancing so close, they could have been kissing.  Wait a minute, they were kissing!  I rubbed my eyes in disbelief and looked again.  Sure enough, they were grinding against each other and their wet tongues could be seen slipping back and forth into each others’ mouths.  Well, that explained a lot!

I must admit though, I was a little confused.  Was this some kind of cruel joke they were playing on me?  I wanted to go back inside to dance with them again, but I was rather unsure of the situation.  Deciding to stay outside, I bummed a cigarette off the one guy who was eying me.  I puffed along with him and tried to figure out what was going on with the two fickle women inside.  Maybe they were bisexual and just needed some dick?  That scenario seemed too good to be true.

“Hey, you ready to leave already?” Mariah quipped behind me, startling me slightly.

“Oh, um, well, I.”  Fuck, I hate when I can’t think of something witty to say.

“Did you take a cab here?” she asked me.

“Of course.”

“You can come with us if you like, I drove,” she said.

I couldn’t tell if she was offering me a ride home or asking me to come home with her.  And did she live with Janie?  I wanted to get to know her better as well.  

“That’d be cool,” I heard myself say.

“Okay, we parked around the corner.”

Without another word, we all started toward the street.  Mariah was on my left and Janie, on my right, picked up her stride to stay with us.  

“I think those butch lezzies wanted to burn me at the stake,” I said with a chuckle.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” Janie said.  It was the first time I heard her voice.

“Yeah, we’d thought they’d be cooler about you being there,” Mariah added.

We stopped at Mariah’s white sedan and she let us in.  Janie sat behind Mariah, so I could talk with both of them equally.  We made some chit-chat as Mariah took us east.  

I asked, “So where to?”

“How about our place?” Janie asked.  How could I say no?  I figured we all would watch a movie until Janie went to bed and then I could make a move on Mariah.  Boy, was I wrong.  As soon as we turned the corner at the off-ramp, I predicted we were heading for the dorms.  My heart began to race as I realized these two were probably roommates.  Having lived in the dorms myself previously, I knew they were all single rooms, double occupancy.

After a long elevator ride, we made our way to the girls’ room.  I was a bit nervous; never in my 24 years had two women seduced me at the same time.  Mariah led us into a stylish although very feminine dorm room.  I quickly glanced around at the close-quarters and noticed there was no T.V.

“No T.V.?  What do you guys do for a study break?” I asked in shock.

“We fuck,” Mariah said bluntly.  I didn’t think I heard her correctly so I just smiled.  Janie’s face blushed red.  

After a moment of silence, I said, “I thought I saw you two kissing at the club.”  They both took a step towards me.

“We’ve gone all summer without a real cock.  You think you could help us out?” Janie purred.  I nearly nutted in my shorts hearing a sweet girl say such filth.

Before I could respond, they pushed me back onto one of the twin beds and climbed up next to me.  Mariah began to unbutton the front of my shirt and Janie went right for my fly.  I couldn’t believe how cock-starved they were!  My fly let loose and a huge bulge of boxers poked into Janie’s face.  She took her time and shed herself of her black sequined top, all the while keeping one hand over my crotch.  

Mariah opened the material covering my chest and ran her tongue all over my taunt stomach and smooth pecs.  She spent a few moments sucking on my nipples, making me shiver.  

Snapping back into reality, I put my paw on Janie’s ass.  I pushed her into my groin and grabbed a handful of ass at the same time.  Damn, she had one sexy ass.  Her cheeks peeked out from under her ripped denim skirt.  Her bright red panties called out to me, so I deftly stoked my hand over her panty-clad pussy and noted that it was very warm and moist.  

Mariah sat on her knees next to me and removed her pink shirt, exposing a black lace bra.  The flesh overflowed her bra cups, making her chest look like something on an X-rated movie cover.  Her arms went to each strap and lowered them; then one hand reached around behind her back to let the beautiful orbs free.  The bra literally popped off with the sheer force of their freedom.  Her near-perfect tits rode high on her chest and the dark nipples pointed straight out at me.  My mouth watered as I imagined the rubbery sensation of her nipples against my teeth.  

Sensing my desire, Mariah pressed her lovely breasts together and offered me her cleavage.  My arms snaked out around her tanned waist and pulled her onto my lap.  Janie stopped nudging her nose against my crotch, and helped steady Mariah on my lap.  

I feasted on Mariah’s gorgeous tits.  I started out going slowly and sensually, but quickly realized she liked them sucked good and hard.  Between my sucks I was vaguely aware that Janie had removed Mariah’s silver skirt, which tied on the side, and most of her own clothes.  I licked and nuzzled Mariah’s breasts until they were coated with my saliva and Mariah was gyrating on my lap and whimpering in a pleading way.  

Mariah crawled off my lap and stared at me with pure passion in her dark smoldering eyes.  She hastily stepped out of her panties, exposing stunning tan lines surrounding her well-groomed cleft.  

Janie immediately resumed her play of my boxer-covered erection.  Her dainty fingers manipulated the crotch slit around my boner, and she gasped as my full mocha length came into view.  Mariah also cooed and dropped to her knees next to Janie.  While Janie slowly yanked on my shaft and kissed it lightly, Mariah freed me from my socks and shoes.  They both tugged at the legs of my pants until all my garments slid off my hips and left me utterly naked except for my unbuttoned designer shirt.  

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Janie’s sweet features and luscious white tits encased in a red striped bra.  She noticed me staring and so hiked the smooth globes over the bra cups.  Her large pink nipples stared back at me.  I felt my erection get about an inch fuller.  Her dark hair cascaded around her shoulders as she bent her head back to my groin.  

Mariah was on the left side and Janie on the right side of me.  Mariah grasped my shaft and pumped it gently into Janie’s face.  I saw some drool escape the side of her mouth as she took most of my length down her throat.  My cockhead brushed against her tonsils, but she continued to swallow me.  Mariah rubbed my thighs and waited for her turn.  

Finally, Janie allowed Mariah a chance to stretch her pretty pink lips around my manhood.  She took me down to the base easily, but almost gagged on my length.  She bobbed her head eagerly and hummed into my cock.  Fuck, my head swam with desire!  Janie ran her small pink tongue around the base of my cock and even licked at my balls.  It felt amazing to have two tongues sliding over my flesh at once.  

Janie stood and stripped off her red panties, allowing me to see her shaven secret place.  I had to concentrate not to let a load down Mariah’s throat as I stared at Janie’s sweet pussy.  Janie lifted a leg and straddled my lap facing away from me.  Mariah reluctantly let go of my manhood and let Janie have her way.  

My dick went straight from Mariah’s warm mouth right into Janie’s even warmer twat.  Janie yelped in surprise as I filled her completely.  Damn, they weren’t kidding when they said they’ve been without cock for awhile.  Her pussy was as tight as a virgin’s and as wet as a whore’s.  

“Oh fuck, Janie, babe, you got a sweet cunt!” I moaned in awe.

She just squeaked at me and let herself be impaled.  I held her around the waist and fought the urge to bounce her like a basket ball on my court.  Finally, after an eternity of the pleasure of this first stroke, I began to pump her tentatively.  Her juices flooded out immediately and I felt Mariah’s tongue working around our union.  

“Oh, God!  Oh Mariah, he’s so fucking huge!”

“Yeah, you needed some cock, huh Baby?!” Mariah purred at her.

“Fuck yeah I did!” Janie grunted as she humped up and down on my lap.  It was incredibly erotic to hear them talk to each other like that.  

My cockhead brushed the very back of Janie’s cunt and sent her into a string of multiple orgasms.  Each time she cried out in ecstasy, more juice ran out and Mariah was happy to clean up the mess.  

I started to pick up the pace; I really wanted to loosen up that cunt.  I began pumping upwards hard, and letting gravity do the rest of the work.  Janie yelped and bent forwards so that she almost fell off the bed.  She was shaking as she climbed off me, and for a moment I was concerned that I had hurt her.  But beneath her mussed hair, smeared make-up, and sweaty forehead, was that same sweet smile.  She plopped next to me grinning from ear to ear.




Janie's Summer Internship Ch. 03



My crotch was completely saturated and I almost wiped some juice away before Mariah was to mount me.  Instead, Mariah placed her sexy full lips over my dark cockhead and sucked Janie’s cum right off.  She even let her tits fall forward on either side of my shaft so that I was essentially titty fucking her at the same time.  It looked even better than I had imagined earlier that afternoon!

Mariah’s beautiful dark eyes burned into mine as she sucked me clean; then rose to mount me.  This time, she was facing towards me, not away.  It was sexy to see her facial expression as I filled her cunt.  Her eyes went wide and her mouth made a little “O” shape.  Then her brows furrowed as I plowed in further.  Her cheeks puffed on air as I allowed her my full length.

“Janie, he’s too big!” she wailed.

I noticed that Janie had moved over to the other bed and was rooting around in the night stand.  But I couldn’t be bothered with wondering what she was up to when Mariah’s clenching pussy swallowed all of my cock right down to the base!  Before I could catch my own breath, Mariah began to hump up and down in my lap.  I felt my load threatening to spill out.  

When I looked up again, and past Mariah’s shoulders, I saw Janie standing but bent over with a pair of black panties on.  Then I focused the image and realized she was fastening a strap-on onto herself!  It was a lighter skin color than mine, but comparable in size (well, maybe it was a LITTLE bigger than mine).  Janie had a wicked glint in her eye as she rubbed lube onto the shaft.

Mariah had no idea what was in store, but I had a hunch.  I couldn’t put it past these two wild girls, so going with my gut feeling, I licked a finger and prepped Mariah’s asshole.  She responded positively by reaching back and pushing my finger in deeper.  

“Oh yeah, finger my ass!” Mariah instructed lewdly.

Just then, Janie stepped forward and placed her cock against Mariah’s puckered asshole.  Mariah gasped and snapped her head around.  

“Relax, Baby, it’s time for you to have two cocks in you at once,” Janie whispered to her.

Amazingly, I felt Mariah’s pussy get noticeably tighter as that object worked its way into her bung.  The sexy blonde on top of me began breathing hard and pulling on her own nipples.  I could feel the pressure of Janie’s cock as it plowed into Mariah’s butt.  Once Janie was buried into Mariah’s depths completely, Janie gathered her honey-colored locks into a fist and began to pull on it gently.  Mariah squealed and screamed in response.  I don’t see how the whole dorm building didn’t know what we were up to!

Mariah loved to have both holes filled to capacity.  Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and all I saw was white through her slit lids.  She looked like a possessed woman, and the sounds she made only confirmed it.  I bounced her on my lap at an even pace so that each time her body slapped downwards, she was filled with both cocks at once.

At that moment, I felt Janie pull away slightly.  Then a vibrating sensation could be felt and heard coming from our connection.  I shot Janie a puzzled expression.  She stepped backwards so that her cock was free of Mariah’s asshole and I could see the strap-on dancing.  More lube was applied to the shaft before Janie stepped back into place.  Mariah moaned as Janie entered her ass again.  I felt the vibrations again that confirmed the strap-on was the source of those sensations and sounds.  

I was surprisingly aroused by the vibrations, which I only felt weakly through the wall separating Mariah’s pussy and ass.  This prompted me to fuck Mariah harder.  Her cunt began to get very wet as both Janie and I worker her holes.  Then Janie began slapping Mariah’s big tanned ass cheeks and talking dirty to her.

“You are such a slut, Mariah.  You love two cocks at once, don’t you?” she said.

Mariah just moaned.

“Didn’t think you could fit this big cock up your ass, did you?!” Janie growled at her.

Mariah muttered “Oh God, oh fuck” over and over again.

Janie grabbed Mariah’s fleshy hips and began to hammer her deep with the strap-on.  The sweaty blonde on top of me tensed suddenly, the screamed out her orgasm.  Her flexing tunnel milked me so well, I couldn’t possibly hold back.  Instinctively, I pulled Mariah down onto my convulsing cock and blasted all of my seed into her depths.  Mariah’s cunt gripped me like a vise as we came together.

Janie waited until neither one of us were moving before pulling away.  The whole room smelled of pussy juice, semen, and lube.  After a few minutes, I realized Mariah was too exhausted to move, so I helped her off of my lap.  My flaccid cock slipped from her dilated pussy easily.  Mariah laid back and spread her legs apart so Janie could see what a mess we made.

Instantly, Janie was on her knees between Mariah’s long spread thighs.  I caught a glimpse of Mariah’s sex; it was sloppy and the dusky lips hung open.  A fat wad of white cum could be seen gleaming just inside her inner labia.  That was all I could see before Janie’s head moved into position and blocked my view.

Mariah cooed in encouragement as Janie’s tongue worked between her fleshy folds.  Janie would pause and come up for air once in awhile, allowing me to see Mariah’s wet womanhood.  Her cunt was stunning; very pink inside, dusky brown-pink lips, and a golden glow to the surrounding skin.  Mariah’s clit was swollen and protruding.  Janie sucked it tenderly.  She placed her thumbs on either side of her pussy lips and spread them open wide.  A long stream of my cum ran out, pooled slightly at the bottom ledge of her cunt, before dripping to the floor.  Janie’s mouth quickly covered Mariah’s lovely “V” shaped cooze and caught the remainder of my cum in her mouth.  

I found myself beating off to the sight of them.  I had only seen two women eating pussy in pornography, never in real life!  Within minutes, Janie had Mariah on the edge again.  She had her lips suctioned tightly over Mariah’s clit, and two fingers inside, rubbing the front part of her vagina.  Mariah began to shake as Janie moved her head away and sucked Mariah’s clit out away from her body.  She was really stretching her clit!  The image was so arousing; my cock was already at full salute again.  

Mariah announced, very breathlessly, that she was cumming.  Right when her moans hit a high note, Janie pulled her head away slightly and caught a gush of pussy juice on her face.  Mariah squirted another stream onto the comforter.  

I was so taken aback by Mariah and Janie’s display that I almost came.  Not wanting to waste it, I moved behind Janie and positioned her into doggie-style.  She was leaning over the bed, on top of Mariah who was too exhausted to do much except lye there and try to regain her composure.  I grabbed Janie’s hips in either hand and tilted her ass up at me.  My large black cock looked lovely against her pale skin.  It looked even better parting her slick pussy lips and dipping inside.  I gave her a good six inches; then nudged forward until I felt my cockhead hit the opening to her cervix.  Damn, she had a shallow pussy!  However, I continued to work it until most of my length was crammed into her cunt.

We fucked like this for a few minutes.  Janie and Mariah were engaged in an embrace below me.  I heard them cooing and whispering to each other.

“…feels so good…,” one said.

“…knew you’d like him…,” said the other.

I felt Janie’s pussy begin to spasm around my cock.  She grunted and kissed Mariah feverishly.  My hands tugged on her hips as we fucked and left red marks on her delicate skin.  Finally the combination of the horny situation, Janie’s tight pussy, and her cute jiggling tattoo on her lower back put me over the edge.  I figured her tattoo was as good a place as any to unload.  It was a large tattoo, and it was fun trying to cover it all with my white goo.  I sat back on my haunches and admired my work of art.  I wondered if the tattoo artist had intended his piece to be a bull’s eye.  A large smile spread across my face.

I woke the next morning to the sound of Janie and Mariah fussing around the room.  As the sleepy haze lifted, I realized Janie was packing two large suitcases and a duffle-bag full of dive gear.  In silence, I realized she was probably leaving for her home State, as the dorms only allowed for summer programs during these months.

“I gotta take her to the airport,” Mariah said to me, “She’s gonna miss her flight.”

Janie smiled shyly at me and kissed me sweetly before toting her suitcases out the door.  Mariah blew me a kiss and closed the door behind her.  

I laid there as the first light of morning came streaming through the windows.  Chuckling to myself, I noted that last night was their last night in town together, and they had welcomed me into their beds.  Instead of feeling used, I felt very privileged.  

When Mariah got back to the dorm, I was gone.  But she did see the note by the phone thanking her for a fun night, followed by my cell phone number.  We connected later that day and hung out.  I finally got to take her to dinner and a movie, although usually fucking takes place AFTER the date, not before.  But I am not complaining!  

She only had two more days in town before her road trip back to San Diego.  And man, did we ever fuck like rabbits in those 48 hours!

The end.  Thanks for reading and please vote!



Janie's Summer Internship



Without warning, my cunt began to spasm around the dildo. I was totally uncontrollable, as I convulsed wildly underneath her. My juices oozed out around the thick shaft and soaked the base. When she slipped the entire length from me in one quick instant, I came again from feeling that huge object exit my cunt. I shuddered on the bed, vulnerable and weak, as Mariah stood and fastened the harness around her waist. 

She slid the dildo into place on the harness and tightened the straps on the side of her body. 

"Ready for more?" she asked.

I nodded, but in all truth, I wondered if my pussy could take much more.

"I've never done this…" my voice trailed off.

"Oh sweetie, I'll go easy and teach you how it's done. Once you're comfortable with it, you can try it on me."

She moved me into the doggie-style position with my feet hanging off the edge of the bed. Mariah came up behind me and rubbed her soft hands all over my ass, legs, and lower back. 

"Just relax and pretend I'm a well-hung stud," she giggled.

I spread my legs slightly and tilted my ass up at her. She felt my crease with one hand and held the large black shaft with the other. Slowly she inched her cock inside me and I wailed in approval. Once it was in, she began to pump me steadily with a very erotic rhythm. 

I went wild, thrusting backward into her as she rubbed her hands over my tan cheeks. My pink asshole winked up at her so Mariah licked a finger and played around my ass, testing my reaction. When she heard me moan encouragingly, she dipped the finger into my tight ass. It felt amazing. 

"Oh what a tight cunt you have, Janie. My cock barely fits inside you."

To hear a woman utter those words while your pussy is stretched is indescribable. I started sobbing and moaning into the comforter as another orgasm stirred. 

Mariah was just as intrigued with my ass as I was with hers. She rubbed and massaged it the whole time she was fucking me. Every so often, so would spit on my asshole to lubricate it more. Then she would alternate stuffing different fingers inside it, or just rubbing the rim. I was delirious with lust.

"You like my fingers up your ass, Baby?"

"Yes," I whispered.

"Yeah?" Mariah asked again, inserting another digit as she did so.

The pressure in my ass and pussy was incredible. Her feminine fingers rimmed me and fucked me so good. Her big black cock filled me completely. 

"Fuuuck, I'm coming," I moaned, "Mariah, fuck me!"

She responded by thrusting her hips into me and dipping her middle finger deep into my ass. Mariah rode me hard and didn't stop until I went still and my cries of pleasure subsided. 

I moved away from her and sprawled out on the bed to catch my breath. Mariah continued to eye me with a big smile on her face. She looked at me like she wanted to know how I felt, but I was so drunk in love and lust that I couldn't say a word. I moved my hand to hers and squeezed weakly. Finally, when I was sober enough to talk, I told her just what a great fuck she was.

"Do you want to try it on me?" she asked, loosening the strap-on from around her waist and stepping out of it. 

"Of course, but I might not be very good at it," I apologized. 

"Nonsense, just thrust forward and pick up my rhythm."

I slid the harness up over my tan legs until the crotch touched my plump pussy lips. Then I tightened the side adjustments until the cock stood at full salute. I almost laughed at how it looked on me, but I didn't want to spoil the mood. 

Mariah was smiling at me. She walked over and kissed me once on the lips before kneeling in front of me and sucking on my cock. Of course I couldn't feel much, but it was rather hypnotizing to watch her try to deep throat me. I got a rhythm down, thrusting slightly into her face. Once it was fully coated with saliva, she stood and bent over the bed much like I had done for her. 

Taking her cue, I approached her from behind and laid a hand on her lovely thick butt. Her brown-pink asshole and pussy peeked up at me between her gorgeous tan ass cheeks. I moved my hand down and felt for her cunt opening, then slid the cockhead into place. Mariah gasped and moaned softly.

It was incredibly sexy to get to witness this angle and see her dusky pink pussy lips part for such a huge black object. It mesmerized me completely. Her plump labia stretched wide around the shaft, and her girly cum leaked out around the union so that the whole area was shiny. I slowly began to work up a nice rhythm and listened for coaching from Mariah.

"Yeah, push it in me deeper; that's right. Oh grab my ass; fuck me good," she moaned.

My excitement built up as Mariah neared climax. I realized she would probably appreciate a finger in her ass, as she has done to me. I sucked my index finger and placed it on her tantalizing ring. She went wild and bucked her hips back against me. Taking her cue, I pushed my finger into her ass and wiggled it around. Mariah tensed and shook as her orgasm commenced. She hummed and howled as her ass cheeks shook. They looked so lovely. I grabbed at them and squeezed hard. 

Mariah just moaned "Oh, God" over and over. I kept fucking her and noticed the shaft of the dildo got very wet and shiny. I was very intrigued by how wet she got.

Finally, she collapsed in a heap on the bed. I followed and laid next to her, the dildo poking up into the air. We sighed and moaned as our breathing returned to normal, but before I could unhook the harness, Mariah mounted me in one quick movement. She sank her body onto the black pole before I knew what was happening.

"I want one more orgasm," she announced.

"Of course Baby, cum as much as you want."

Facing me, she began to hump herself up and down on top of me. Her tall frame pushed me into the bed. We kissed deeply. Her tits hung down and touched mine each time she lowered herself completely onto the dildo. Her thick rubbery nipples felt wonderful against my large puffy pink ones. 

I wrapped my arms around her waist and placed a hand on each ass cheek. I spread them wide apart so that if someone walked into the room, they would get the best view possible of my black cock up her pussy and her pink asshole gleaming. She loved having her ass squeezed. I got fairly rough at grabbing her thick butt, and she moaned louder the harder I squeezed. 

Each time Mariah slapped herself down, I felt my clit get squashed against the inside of the leather harness. There was also a large opening in the crotch of the harness so that my pussy was bare. As Mariah bounced around on top of me, her ample juices ran down to soak the base of the cock, my bare pussy, and the bedspread. 

Mariah got very vocal, telling me she was about to cum. I spread her cheeks apart further and shoved a finger into her puckered little rosebud. Just then I felt a river of fluid run between us and coat my whole crotch. Her juices gushed out! She grunted and shrieked, while her body quivered. She humped herself down on my cock completely, so that even the fat base was technically inside her pussy. Mariah's orgasm continued, subsided slightly; and then her hand on her clit caused another one to hit. Her sobbing and squealing could probably be heard in the common area (through two doors) but neither of us seemed to care. 

Her wild thrashing was sexy, almost theatrical, but finally subsided. By that time, both of us were sweating, and grinning from ear to ear. After a short eternity, Mariah crawled off my big black cock and helped me unfasten it. She removed the dildo from the harness base and offered it to me to suck. It was still coated with her sex cream, so I greedily sucked it clean. Tasting and smelling her honey just got me all the more aroused. 

I laid back and offered my cunt to her again. She seemed exhausted but didn't refuse giving me head. We ate each other's pussies well into the night and ended up claiming car troubles kept us from going to work the following day. Mariah and I had a very passionate affair during our last two weeks in Wisconsin. We frequented the gay clubs downtown, went shopping for more lesbian toys (See Janie's Summer Internship II), and also met up with a very hot guy to share (Janie, Mariah, and Travis). 

Mariah's internship project wasn't a total flop; she ended up ranking second (behind me) at the research symposium at summer's end. 

Look for my other two stories involving Mariah! Please feel free to post a comment, email me, and vote! I appreciate all feedback (especially positive feedback from females)!