1 comments/ 47767 views/ 15 favorites Janie & Michelle By: VenusButterflies Janie's car was running on empty. Exhausted and miffed, she pulled into the gas station, hoping they hadn't locked the doors and abandoned the front in spite of being open for 24 hours. She never knew what they did in the back at that hour, but figured they just slept on the job. At 2 a.m., she could understand why the doors would be locked, but not why no one was home. There was a gas station right next to that one...she COULD just go there....She rolled her eyes. She hated going there. The clerks always tried to flirt with her when she just wanted to get her shit and go. She pulled into her preferred station and quickly got out of the car and strutted quickly to the door. Of course. No one there. Janie knocked, turning to see if anyone was coming up behind her, but the suburban streets were sleeping, which was just what she wanted to be doing after a drama-filled girls night she hadn't been able to escape. She sighed loudly and muttered, "Come the fuck on," and knocked again. Another minute went by. "I know you're fucking there, come on..." she whined to herself. Meanwhile, in the back room, Michelle watched the camera feed from outside the store and mused at how perfect Janie's timing was - because Michelle was laying on the floor playing with her dildo. Janie was a regular, and each time she came she made Michelle hot. Janie had a curvy body, thick in all the right places, As Janie huffed and puffed outside, turning to look back at her car, Michelle imagined her naked, on her knees, eating her out. Janie turned around and her pretty pale face and big tits were facing the camera again. Michelle decided she would have her, and she fucked herself harder and faster and quickly came hard, all over the rug. "Shit," she moaned as she stood up and put her pants back on. She usually liked to lounge after her masturbation sessions, but she had to move fast, before Janie left. Michelle's timing was good, too. Just as Janie was getting into her car, she rushed through the mini mart and swiftly swung the door open and called out to her, "Come in, we're open!" Janie turned to the door, startled at the sound, and shut her car door and walked back as she saw it was Michelle, who usually worked the day shifts. Janie smiled at her as she walked towards her. "Thank god! I hate going next door!" Michelle smiled and held the door open for Janie as she walked in, pausing for a moment to drink in the body that just made her cum. "Why do you hate going next door?" asked Michelle. "Ugh, they hit on me all the time and I feel bad letting them down every single time. I mean, I know they want to get into my pants but I don't want to be a bitch if I'm going to wind up having to go in there again." Michelle smirked. "Well I'm not surprised they hit on you. Look at you." Janie blushed and lowered her eyes. "Quit blushing! You know it's true." Michelle's eyes raked over Janie's voluptuous body as Janie's brain scrambled to find something to say. She wanted to pay her back with a compliment, but she was too shy - in spite of her outward appearance. Michelle gave her a smile again when Janie lifted her eyes. "So what can I get you?" Janie cleared her throat. "Um...just $45 on pump 2." Janie went into her purse and dug around for her wallet. Michelle raised her eyebrows as she watched. "Careful, you might get bitten." Janie giggled, "Don't I know it!" She found her wallet and handed her the cash. She watched as Michelle rang her up. In spite of the obligatory gas station uniform, Michelle was quite attractive. She had smooth, dark skin, big brown eyes, and a svelte body. She even had an eyebrow piercing, which Janie thought made her even sexier. But she could never... "Hey, are you there?" Michelle held out her change. "What? Oh! Sorry, I zoned out. Sorry." Janie took the $15 change from Michelle's hand and shoved it into her wallet. "You must be tired. Long night?" "Ugh, yes. Too much girl drama. Bullshit." "I hear ya. Care to talk about it?" "Not really...." Michelle nodded and licked her lips. They held each other's gaze for a moment and then Janie asked, "Why is no one ever in the front of the store at this time of night? Or why does no one answer the knock on the door?" Michelle rolled her eyes. "They're either sleeping or being lazy." "But like...it took you a while too. Do you guys not hear it?" Michelle bit her lip, remembering what she'd been doing when Janie got there. "...Sometimes we don't hear it." "Should get a bell or something. It's so annoying." "Well we barely get anyone here this time of night." "'Cause no one ever answers the door!" Michelle laughed and nodded, "Yeah, probably." "I mean, there's no lack of potential business. I see lots of people next door at this time of night. You guys would do better business...." "Hey, don't look at me. I answered." Janie smirked. "Eventually." They shared an awkward silence and then Janie said, "I kinda want some coffee..." "Go for it." Janie turned and walked back to the coffee machines. "Oh shit!" said Michelle, stopping Janie in her tracks. "I forgot to make it." Janie turned and started walking back to the counter, but Michelle stopped her as she hurried around the counter and down the aisle. "I'll make it now, no problem." "No, don't worry about it. I should go home and go to bed anyway." Michelle bit her lip and pretended not to hear her, and started making the coffee. Janie stood watching her, momentarily contemplative. Michelle turned and asked, "How far do you live from here?" "About five minutes," Janie giggled. "But...I kinda just had a craving for coffee." Michelle smiled and nodded, not looking at her. "Come over here. It's brewing." Janie slowly walked over to her and leaned against the counter. As her eyes travelled to the floor she noticed Michelle's long, athletic legs and for a moment imagined herself between them. She felt her pussy get hot at the thought, and her cheeks followed suit. "Hey, I just realized...you come in here all the time and I don't even know your name." "What?" Janie's eyes flew up to Michelle's face. "Oh! It's Janie." "Janie. Cute name." "Thanks." "I assume you know mine." Michelle pointed to her name, embroidered just above where her areola would be. Janie's face flushed hotter as she couldn't help but look at Michelle's round, supple breasts. Janie nervously cleared her throat and sighed. "Maybe I should pump my gas while this is brewing." Michelle moved closer to her. "That can wait. It's almost done." "Yeah but the pump's on...I'll just go do it now." Janie hurried out of the store and to her car. Taking a deep breath she started pumping, gazing at the numbers as they climbed. When she was done, she slowly walked back inside. Michelle wasn't there. "Michelle?" she called out. Janie looked around, checking the aisles. "Michelle?" Maybe she was in the bathroom? Janie went and knocked on the door, but no answer came. A chill ran up her spine as she opened the door and peered in. No. Not there. She turned and looked down the hall. A light emanated from an open door at the end of it. That's why they never heard anyone knocking! thought Janie. She walked down the hall, calling out for Michelle again. When she reached the back office she found her sitting at the desk, a cup of coffee next to her. "Come in, sweetie. Have a seat. Here's your coffee. Cream and two sugars, yeah? I've seen you make it before." Janie stood awkwardly at the door, not knowing what to acknowledge first - that she'd memorized how she made her coffee, or why she had disappeared. "Wow...thank you...I called out for you but-" "I heard ya." Michelle looked her dead in the eye. "I just wanted ya to come find me." She smiled and rose, then brushed past her, her hand skimming her thigh. Janie's skin tingled and she inhaled sharply, and quickly asked, "Where are you going?" "To lock the door." "Oh but I should go-" "Nah, you can stay a while. Have your coffee," she smiled and turned the corner before Janie could protest. Janie bit her lip and sat in the chair on the other side of the desk. She took a sip of her coffee and found that Michelle had in fact made it exactly right. Michelle returned and closed the door. She smiled at Janie and stood before her. "How is it?" "Good, thanks." "You okay?" "Yeah I just...this is weird. I didn't expect-" "Hey, I'm good company. Don't you worry." Michelle reached out and brushed Janie's curls away from her face. "You have really pretty hair." "Thanks..." Michelle grabbed the cup out of her hand and put it on the table, then straddled Janie. "Wha-" Michelle shut her up, putting her mouth on hers, parting her lips with her tongue. Janie, though stunned, returned the kiss, and ran her hands up Michelle's thighs. Michelle wasted no time and started unbuttoning her shirt. "Take that shirt off, Janie. I wanna see those nice big titties." Janie lifted her shirt off and undid her bra, revealing her big 36 DDs and rock hard nipples. Michelle reached out and cupped them both in her hands and kissed Janie hard. "Even nicer than I imagined. I been wanting to play with these for a long time." Michelle took her shirt and bra off and pressed her dark brown 36 Cs to Janie's creamy DDs, and rubbed her nipples against Janie's. Janie's hands roamed all over Michelle's body, and Michelle took her hands and placed them on her tits. "You ever been with a woman before?" "Just once, a long time ago...but it sucked, I was too drunk." "You drunk now?" "No." "This wouldn't even suck if you were. Pinch 'em." Janie pinched both of Michelle's nipples, and Michelle did the same to Janie's, hard, making her squeal. "You like it rough?" asked Michelle as she twisted Janie's pink nipples between her fingers. "Uh-huh." Michelle bent over and took one of Janie's nipples into her mouth. And licking, nibbling, tugging at both of them with her mouth and hands, Michelle made Janie writhe beneath her as Janie tried to mimic her, pinching and twisting Michelle's hard nipples between her fingertips. Michelle reached down between Janie's thighs, under her miniskirt, and rubbed the outside of her panties with the palm of her hand. Heat emanated from it like a fire, and the panties themselves were slick from Janie's dripping wet pussy. "Damn girl! That all for me?" said Michelle. "Un-huh," Janie moaned as she closed her mouth around Michelle's nipple. Michelle let her suck on her tits as she palmed Janie's sweet pussy, but her mouth watered as she imagined how it must taste. "I'm gonna eat you out, Janie. I wanna taste that hot pussy." Michelle slid two fingers underneath Janie's panties and felt her sopping slickness. "God! I'm gonna make you cum so hard for me!" Michelle slid down and yanked Janie's skirt and panties off in one swift motion. "Spread those legs wider for me baby," said Michelle as she licked and kissed Janie's thighs. Janie opened her legs as wide as she could, putting one foot on the desk and draping the other leg over the arm of the chair. Her smooth, puffy labia parted readily for Michelle, revealing her pink, swollen clitoris. "Mmm..." groaned Michelle as she looked at it. She slid her index finger down one side, and stopped at Janie's tight hole. Janie's juice was pooling there, and Michelle dipped her finger in and tasted her sweet, musky fluid. "Finger-licking good..." Michelle drew in closer, and licked at Janie's dripping hole as she rubbed her clit with her thumb. Janie squirmed and moaned, and Michelle wrapped her arms around her thighs and drew her closer. She sucked on her slick labia and licked her everywhere but her button, driving Janie into a frenzy of need. "How bad you want it?" asked Michelle as she slid her index finger inside Janie's twat. "So bad...please...so bad!" she begged. Michelle slowly fucked Janie with her index finger, then slid her middle finger inside her, stretching her just a little wider. She grazed her g-spot over and over, gently, as she watched Janie drip with excitement. "I love this pussy. It gets so fucking wet." "It's wet for you," moaned Janie. "Mmm....I know baby." Michelle leaned in again and flicked her tongue lightly against Janie's aching clit. Janie breathed, "God yes!" and Michelle smiled and swirled her tongue around it. But when Janie started grinding herself against her mouth, Michelle pulled away. "Wha-" "You need to stay still." "Why?" "Because I said so!" Michelle spanked Janie's cunt, making her cry out. "Okay! I promise, I won't move! Just....please!" "Good girl. You move again and I stop." Before Janie could reply, Michelle dove in again, this time less gentle and more relentless. She sucked Janie's clit hard, and it took Janie every ounce of energy she had to make herself stay still with her clit between Michelle's plump lips. Each suckle, each tongue flick, sent waves of electricity through her body. Michelle fucked her harder with her fingers as she ate her, pounding them against her g-spot. Janie erupted, her cum squirting and streaming down Michelle's chin as Michelle milked her clit with her mouth. Janie's screams filled the room and she grabbed the arms of the chair to stop herself from moving though her body writhed and shuddered involuntarily as her orgasm swept through her like a hurricane. Michelle's mouth stayed planted on Janie's clit, extracting every last droplet from her convulsing cunt. Michelle pulled away as Janie's screams turned into whimpers and her body went limp. She gazed at the puddle of cum beneath Janie's ass in satisfaction. Janie would be hers. "Michelle," she moaned, breathless. "Yes, babydoll?" "I've never cum like that before." Michelle smiled up at her, her dark brown eyes locking onto Janie's shining green ones. "I know. And there's something I want you to do." "What's that?" "You made such a mess, and I can't leave it like that. I want you to clean off that chair. With your mouth." Janie's eyes widened. "If you don't, I won't let you at this pussy." Janie didn't mind doing it - she'd usually taste herself after masturbating anyway - but she hadn't been expecting the request. "No, I'll do it. I want to do it for you." Michelle kissed Janie's pussy softly and said, "Good girl." Michelle moved out of the way and stood over Janie as Janie gingerly rose - careful not to spill any - then got to her knees and leaned over the puddle of cum she'd made on the black leather chair. Michelle reached down and held Janie's long curls back as Janie began slurping up her own juices. "How's that taste?" "Good," she replied as she swallowed. "I know it does, baby. That's it, drink it up....I should get you a straw. But I like how you work that tongue. Clean up every last drop." "Mhmm..." "And baby - it's 'Yes, Ma'am' from now on." "Yes Ma'am," she dutifully responded. "Hm." Janie finished lapping up all her cum and Michelle pulled her hair harder and twisted it, making Janie turn on her knees and look up at her. "Do you wanna taste this pussy?" she said, rubbing the outside of her black pants. "Yes, Ma'am." "You ever eat pussy before?" "No..." "I thought you said you were with a girl once?" "Yeah, but she only ate my pussy." "Ohh, so you're a little pillow princess. Well, I'm gonna make you work." "I'd like that," Janie smiled. "I know you will. Now pull my pants down." Janie did as she was told, and found that Michelle wasn't wearing any underwear. A string of juice dripped down as Janie pulled her pants off and Michelle stepped out of them. Janie licked her lips hungrily as she gazed at the thick, juicy, chocolate pussy before her, and leaned in. But Michelle stopped her. "Uh-uh-uh. What do you say?" "Please?" "Please what?" "Please may I eat your pussy...Ma'am?" Michelle smiled. "Yes, babygirl, you may." Janie had never eaten pussy before, but she often imagined doing so. She inhaled Michelle's musk as she parted the lips with her fingers, and started licking at her clit. "Mmm....you can lick harder, don't be shy." Janie pressed her tongue harder against it and Michelle groaned and thrust her hips forward, planting her whole cunt on Janie's face. Janie suckled at her clit and relished her taste, and dipped her tongue into Michelle's hole for more. "Mmm baby I think you been wanting this for a long time, am I right?" "Mhmm," Janie moaned into her pussy. Michelle held Janie's head in place, and started sliding herself against Janie's tongue. "Stick your fingers inside me, Janie." Janie carefully slid her index and middle fingers inside her dripping slit, and gently pumped them in and out. Juice dripped onto her hand, and trickled down her wrist. "Suck that clit baby. Pump harder." Janie wrapped her lips around Michelle's clit and darted her tongue at it as she thrust her fingers in harder. The more Michelle moaned, the harder Janie sucked and finger fucked. "Oh god baby, I'm gonna cum in your mouth! You ready?" "Mmhmm!" Janie replied excitedly with a mouth full of pussy. "Ungh...God!" Michelle shuddered and bucked violently as thick, creamy streams of cum pulsed into Janie's hand and onto her tongue. Janie withdrew her fingers completely, rubbed Michelle's clit, and devoured the delicious cum that seeped out of her hole. "That's it baby, eat it!" Janie fluttered her tongue inside her hole as the orgasmic contractions continued. Michelle pulled her hair even tighter as she finished and the last of her cum oozed out of her. Janie had thoroughly cleaned her out. "Damn baby," she said breathlessly. She looked down and saw Janie licking the cum that had spilled onto her hand, and smiled. "You are a very good girl." Janie looked up at her and smiled back, feeling a surge of warmth and butterflies course through her gut. "Thank you, Ma'am." Michelle pulled her up and pressed her naked body against her and kissed her deeply, their tastes mingling together. "You gonna come by tomorrow night? I'm working again. I'd love the company." Without a thought Janie responded, "Yes." "Mmm, good. I'll be looking forward to it." "Me too." "Now go home and get some rest. I'll be working that body even harder tomorrow." Janie gave her a questioning look, but Michelle just smiled, shook her head at her, and bent down for her clothes. Janie pouted but followed suit and got dressed, and, after a series of teasing touches and deep kisses, she departed thinking of all the things that could possibly be in store for her tomorrow. Janie & Michelle Ch. 02 Janie was excited for her next rendezvous with Michelle. So excited that she could barely think of anything else all day. By the time she left work, her panties were saturated with her juices just from thinking about the previous night. Her cunt ached at the thought of being worked by Michelle again. And yet, she had a dilemma: Should she go there straight after work? Should she wait until 2 a.m. again? They'd never exchanged phone numbers -- Michelle had just told her to be there tomorrow night. She wished to go straight after work but did not want to risk being too early, as customers would not be scarce in the early evening. As much as her needy pussy was aching for Michelle, she had to wait. Excited and enthralled and nervous, she went home and staved off gratification until she thought it was okay to show up. At 11 p.m., Janie rushed out to her car and went straight to the gas station. This time, Michelle was in there talking and smiling at an attractive older blonde woman. Janie felt a pang of jealousy as she looked at the woman's curvy 5'7" physique and tried to shrug it off, telling herself that she and Michelle weren't anywhere close to exclusive. She walked inside and immediately caught the eyes of both females. "Janie, sweetie, how are you?" asked Michelle. "I was just talking about you to Donna here. Donna's my boss." Janie's cheeks flushed red and her heart almost stopped as Donna held out her hand to introduce herself, smiling. "Donna. Nice to meet you. Michelle was just telling me what a nice girl you are." Janie shook her hand and smiled sheepishly, not quite knowing what to say. Did she know about what they did here last night? Janie managed to get out some words so as to not look like a total fool. "Nice to meet you, too..." "I'm hoping to see more of you. All the things Michelle's said about you are very good." Janie blushed beneath her already red cheeks, and replied, "Thank you." "A little shy, huh?" Donna said, smiling. "Well don't worry, I'm sure Michelle will help you get past that." Janie looked over at Michelle, who seemed pretty amused at the exchange. Michelle then said to Donna, "Don't worry, she won't be shy for long." Janie looked at Michelle quizzically at that and felt slightly undressed at the same time. She couldn't help being a little shy around new people. And what did it matter if she was, anyway? Of course, when she was buzzed or drunk she wasn't very shy at all. Donna turned to Michelle and asked, "You coming out tomorrow? Why not bring Janie along?" "If Janie wants to come out, sure," Michelle smiled. "We usually go to a club on Fridays -" "-And sometimes Saturdays," added Donna. Michelle laughed, "Let's not overwhelm her. But if you'd like to come out tomorrow, Janie, just let me know." Janie loved dancing, and though she felt like things were moving too fast -- if it could possibly be considered that, given all she and Michelle had already done with each other -- she was interested. "Which club?" she asked. Donna responded, "Tomorrow...? Probably Blue." Janie got excited at that and replied, "I love that club!" "Well then you're coming!" said Donna. Janie smiled and looked over at Michelle, who was smiling at her. Donna looked at the two of them slyly and said, "Well, I'll leave you alone. I just have to run into the back and grab something. I'll be leaving through the back door so don't worry if you don't see me come through." "Sure, Donna. See you tomorrow night!" said Michelle, leaning over the counter to kiss her on the cheek. "Bye darling. Janie, it was a pleasure meeting you. I can't wait to get to know you better." "Me too," smiled Janie. Donna walked off and Michelle walked around the counter and pressed herself close to Janie and kissed her on the mouth. In a low voice she said, "You're earlier than I expected -- although I was a little worried you wouldn't come." "Why?" asked Janie. "I didn't know if you were gonna feel ashamed. You were buzzed last night." "I was...but I don't feel ashamed." Michelle smiled. "Good. Now..." Michelle reached underneath Janie's skirt and rubbed the outside of her panties with her index and middle finger. Though Janie had changed her panties when she got home, her new ones were wet with her juices. "Mm...Been thinkin' about me all day?" "Mmhmm..." Michelle pulled away and went to lock the front door. She palmed Janie's ass as she passed her saying, "Let me check to see if Donna's left." Michelle walked to the back and Janie stood there, silently complaining in her head that she was tired of waiting. It seemed like time was moving so slowly that day. She stood in front of the door, gazing outside but thinking about being in between Michelle's thighs. About five minutes later, Michelle returned and beckoned her to come with her. Janie followed her like a puppy dog, eager for affection. Michelle let Janie in first then closed the door and locked it behind them. "Now," started Michelle, "take off your clothes." Janie eagerly obliged, removing her black knee high boots first and then her socks, followed by her red tank top and her black mini skirt, and finally her matching black lace bra and panties. Michelle, watching this, cooed, "So sexy....Now sit on that chair." She pointed to a wooden chair in the middle of the room. Janie turned and walked over, giving Michelle more of a show, and sat down. "Good." Michelle opened a drawer and pulled out some rope. "What is that for?" asked Janie, suddenly nervous. "For tying you up. Ever been tied up?" "Yes, but..." "How long ago?" Michelle walked over and before Janie could answer she ordered, "Hands behind the chair." Janie dutifully complied as Michelle crouched behind the chair and started tying her wrists. Janie started explaining, "This guy I met once....He tied me up and I sucked his cock and he came all over my face." "Did you like it?" "Yes. Yes, I loved it." Michelle laughed, "You li'l cumslut. Where'd you meet him? Did he do anything else to you? Oh -- lemme know if it's too tight." "It's fine," breathed Janie, her pussy throbbing now. "We met online....He didn't do anything else." Michelle shook her head and said, "Sucks. Well, I ain't gonna leave you high and dry...but I am gonna torture you." She finished tying and took a look at Janie. "Look at those tits, waiting to be sucked. You want me to suck your tits?" "Yes..." "Yes what?" "Yes, Ma'am!" "Good girl. Now spread those lovely, creamy legs of yours and rest your pussy just at the edge of the chair." Janie shifted down and did as she was told, baring her shining, slippery pussy to Michelle. Michelle crouched down in front of her and smelled her musky scent as she started tying Janie's ankles to the chair. "Damn, you want it real bad." Michelle grinned devilishly. "This is not gonna be an easy night for you." Janie's heart started beating faster. "No? Why not?" "By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be crying for me to let you cum." Janie gasped and watched as Michelle finished tying her ankles. Then Michelle stood up and straddled her. "What'd you say you wanted me to do? Suck your tits?" "Yes...Ma'am." Michelle lowered her mouth to Janie's left breast and flicked her tongue at her nipple while she cupped and squeezed the right breast. She started sucking at it, pulling it between her teeth gently, making it harder and harder, as Janie moaned and tried to grind against her. Michelle slapped her face and ordered, "Stop moving!" Janie gasped and Michelle went to work on her right breast, giving it the same treatment as she did the left. Janie became flustered and her head started swimming. Michelle put her hand in between Janie's thighs and felt her dripping wetness. "You wanna cum, don't you baby?" Janie moaned pathetically, "Yes, Ma'am..." "I wanna cum too...but I have work to do." With that, Michelle got off of Janie and walked to the door. "Wait!" cried Janie. "Where are you going?" "I told you, I have work to do. I'll be back soon, don't worry." Janie whined, "Noo!" But Michelle just left, and shut the door. Janie tried to wrestle free of the ropes but Michelle had been too good at tying them. How often had she done this? There was so little Janie knew about her, and yet here she was.... Janie heard some muffled laughter from somewhere, and figured Michelle had customers and was right to leave her there. But when would she be back? Janie fretted, and struggled against the ropes again, trying to loosen them. What if someone came in and robbed the store? A robber would definitely go to the back for the safe...and find her there naked, tied up, ready to be fucked. Janie wanted to scream for Michelle to come back, but knew better than to jeopardize her job. She groaned, and could do nothing but think about not thinking about sex with Michelle. Given the situation, it was futile. Janie gave up and stared at the clock above the door. Michelle came back a half hour later. Smiling she said, "You got me so turned on I forgot to gag you. I'm glad you didn't yell for me. Good girl." Michelle went into the desk drawer and pulled out a red ball gag. "Ever been gagged before?" "No..." "Well, are you opposed to it?" "No, not really." Janie stared at Michelle wide-eyed as she neared her with the ball gag. Michelle straddled her and kissed her deeply. As she did, she grabbed both of Janie's nipples and pinched and twisted them, making them hard again. Janie moaned into her mouth as their tongues played with each other, and then Michelle pulled away. "Got anything to say before I put this on you?" "I need to cum so bad!" Michelle laughed and shook her head and said, "You say that now, but just you wait. Now, open that mouth." Janie complied and Michelle stuck the ball into her mouth and fastened the strap behind her head. "You're gonna be a good li'l slut for me. I just know it." Michelle got down on her knees and started kissing and nibbling Janie's thighs. Janie moaned and arched her back as Michelle worked her way up to Janie's smooth, wet labia. She dragged her tongue up one side and down the other, then moved it across her clit lightly -- once, twice, three times and Janie was arching her back, begging for more behind the ball gag. Saliva dripped down her chin while her juice dripped down the crack of her ass. Michelle started suckling on her engorged clit and Janie attempted to grind against her lips, but could barely move. Michelle briefly stopped and slapped her tits. "What'd I say? Don't. Move!" she shouted. Janie whimpered at the pain and heard laughter again. Did Michelle forget to lock the door? She couldn't even ask! Didn't Michelle hear it? But Michelle just smiled and went back to tease her pussy more. This time, her tongue was relentless as she lapped at Janie's throbbing cunt. Janie could feel an orgasm building rapidly inside her. She was almost there! So close! Her moans turned to muffled yelps and suddenly, Michelle stopped. "Noo!" Janie whined behind the gag. "Mm...I love the way you taste. But it's time for me to go back to work. You'll have to wait." And Michelle left Janie alone again. Janie tried to writhe out of her restraints again, moaning. The wooden seat was slippery with her juices, and she felt it all over her ass. She refused to torture herself further by looking at the clock, but couldn't help it. It was all she had to do. Waiting was all she had to do. She closed her eyes in an attempt to fall asleep, but she was more than wide awake. She whimpered and looked at the clock again. It was 12:30 a.m. She started thinking about how she'd come in here the night before at 2 and then....No! She couldn't think about it. She'd only be torturing herself further. Michelle came back in at 1 a.m. Smiling, she removed the ball gag and asked, "How's my good girl?" "Horny!" cried Janie. Michelle laughed and straddled her again, then kissed her deeply. "You've been real good. I'm gonna give you a treat." Michelle got up and went to untie Janie's wrists, and then her ankles. Janie rubbed them and stretched her arms, relieved to be given back her mobility. "Get up, and get on the floor," ordered Michelle. "You can stretch first if you want. As a matter of fact, I want you to stretch. Turn your back towards me and bend down and stretch those legs. Show me that pussy." Janie spread her legs and reached to the floor, revealing her pussy. Michelle got on her knees behind her and slid two fingers inside her. "How's that feel? Good?" asked Michelle softly. "Yes, Ma'am," breathed Janie. "You are a mess. I need to clean you up." Suddenly, Michelle spread Janie's butt cheeks and started licking up the juice that had trickled down there. She slid her tongue slowly from her twat to her asshole as Janie twitched at the new sensation. "Anyone ever eat your ass before?" asked Michelle. "No, Ma'am." "Do you like it?" "Yes, Ma'am." "I'm gonna teach you to eat my asshole." Janie moaned at that and Michelle continued eating her, sticking her tongue inside her twat and then licking at her asshole, alternating between the two and sending Janie into a new world of pleasure. But before her orgasm had a chance to build, Michelle stopped. "Now, lie down. I did say I was gonna give you a treat." Janie laid on the carpet and looked up at Michelle, who was taking off her pants. "I'm gonna feed you my pussy. Would you like that?" "Yes, Ma'am!" Michelle stood over Janie's face, giving her a nice view of her chocolate pussy. Michelle lowered herself to Janie's face and ordered, "Eat it." Janie started hungrily licking at Michelle's dark, wet pussy, swirling her tongue around her puffy clit. "That's right," Michelle moaned, "suck on that clit. Make me cum, baby. I wanna cum in your face so bad!" This amped Janie up and she started sucking on Michelle's clit then slid two fingers inside her. Michelle started bucking and grinding as Janie ate her juicy pussy with abandon. Janie thrust her fingers harder and faster, and fluttered her tongue against Michelle's throbbing clit. Michelle was about to burst. "That's it. Suck that clit. I'm gonna cum on that pretty face, Janie. You ready?" "Mhm!" moaned Janie as she ate. "Oh god...Oh! Oh god! Fuck!" Michelle yelled as her pussy squirted all over Janie's face. Janie sucked her clit hard and felt Michelle's fluid cascading over her cheeks and chin. Janie was bathed in it, her long, dark curls wet, the carpet under her head soaked. Janie swiped her tongue from Michelle's dripping twat and up to her clit and Michelle shuddered and moaned, "Oh god, baby. You love my pussy, don't you?" "Mhm!" Janie moaned eagerly as she lapped up the remaining juices dripping from Michelle's labia. Michelle stood up and looked down at the mess she'd just made of Janie and the floor. "My god, I wanna take a picture of you right now. Can I take a picture of you right now?" "Um..." Janie pondered. "I don't know, it's kinda too soon." "I promise it won't go anywhere, no websites, nothing. I just want a photo of this...for when I masturbate." Janie giggled and said, "I'm flattered. But..." "Please, baby? You look so hot right now." Janie sighed and looked up at Michelle, who pouted at her. "Promise it won't go anywhere?" "Promise." "Okay..." Michelle leapt over Janie and went to her bag to retrieve her camera phone. She stood over Janie and said, "Smile!" Janie laughed and Michelle snapped the picture. "One more," said Michelle. "Just look at me." Janie looked at her and waited. Michelle snapped three more photos and then put the camera back. "Now, I'm sorry that I have to do this, but I have to tie you up again." "No!" "Come on, baby. Get up." Michelle reached out her hand and helped Janie up and lead her to the chair. She started tying Janie back up again and Janie heard the laughter once more. "What is that?" asked Janie. "What's what?" "I keep hearing laughter. I don't know where it's coming from." "It's probably kids outside waiting to get in." "But I heard it before..." "Probably customers," Michelle shrugged. Michelle finished tying Janie up and before she put the gag back in her mouth asked, "Do you like your training so far?" "Yes," smiled Janie. "But-" "Oh, I know what you want. But you'll have to wait." Michelle put the gag back in Janie's mouth and left her, once again. Janie groaned and tilted her head to the side. She felt as though she would burst at the slightest touch. And yet, she was calmer now. More centered. The intensity of Michelle's orgasm had fulfilled her in a way that experiencing her own orgasm alone couldn't have. Janie thought about it over and over again, how Michelle's pussy tasted and felt so good, how getting drenched in her cum turned her on even more...and how Michelle touched her and teased her and commanded her. She was, in fact, loving every moment of it, even if it was torture. Even though her pussy was aching and throbbing and needy right now, Janie felt she was in her element. Still, time passed slowly and Janie grew more impatient again. She started shifting again, trying to get her wrists loose. What would happen if Michelle came in and found her masturbating? Would she punish her? Kick her out? Janie stopped trying at that thought and continued waiting, like a good girl. Michelle returned an hour later. Janie watched as she came into the room silently and walked straight to her. Michelle, standing, straddled Janie and reached down to her breasts. Janie looked up into her face as Michelle pinched and rubbed and pulled at her nipples, making them harder than before. Janie started moaning, her eyes pleading with Michelle to give her the release she desperately needed. "You wanna cum, baby?" asked Michelle as she squeezed Janie's breasts. "Mhm!" "You want me to make you cum?" "Mmm!" Michelle removed the ball gag and threw it to the floor. She sat on Janie's lap and pressed herself against her, then reached down to Janie's cunt and placed her palm over it. "How bad you wanna cum? Tell me." Janie looked into her eyes and begged, "I wanna cum so bad, Ma'am! Please! Please let me cum!" Michelle kissed her deeply and rubbed her pussy with her palm. Janie moaned and tried to stay still. "Please! Please, Ma'am! Haven't I been a good girl? Please let me cum for you!" Michelle smiled and kissed her again. She inserted her index finger into Janie's twat and gently stroked inside her slick hole. "Mmm...so wet...I can't wait..." Michelle removed her finger from Janie's hole and sucked on it, tasting her juices. "Mmm...I think I need some more of that." Michelle crouched in between Janie's legs and softly blew on her clit. Janie whimpered, eager for more. "Please..." she begged, breathlessly. Michelle smiled and flicked her tongue at Janie's plump clitoris. She swirled her index finger around the outside of her wet hole as she started licking harder. Janie stayed still as Michelle lapped at her, and even as Michelle thrust her fingers inside her. "What a good girl," Michelle cooed. "You're gonna cum so hard for me." Michelle swirled her tongue around Janie's cunt rapidly as she finger fucked her. Janie's legs started quaking as Michelle devoured her juicy pussy, sucking and licking at Janie's swollen clitoris, squeezing it between her plump lips. "Oh! I'm cumming! Oh my god!" shrieked Janie as Michelle swept her over the edge, hard. Her cum gushed out of her in waves, her pussy contracting tightly around Michelle's fingers. Michelle kept going, sucking at her clit, milking all she could get from her until Janie was twitching and begging her to stop. Janie & Michelle Ch. 02 Michelle withdrew her fingers and licked at Janie's hole. Janie groaned, "Oh my god..." as her pussy continued to contract softly around Michelle's tongue. Michelle gave her one final, sweeping lap from her hole to her tender clit, then looked up at a half-delirious Janie and smiled. "You like that, baby?" "Yes, Ma'am!" Janie said, breathless. Her heart was pounding and her head was swimming. She looked down at Michelle and said, "Thank you, Ma'am." Michelle got up and straddled Janie, and kissed her hard. Janie tasted herself on Michelle's lips and tongue, and she eagerly took her kisses. Michelle stroked Janie's hair away from her face and murmured, "You are so beautiful." Janie smiled and said, "Thank you. I feel the same about you." Michelle smiled and kissed her forehead. "Do you like being my pet so far?" "Yes." "You want more?" "Yes." "Good." Michelle got up and untied Janie, who stood up and stretched. Michelle pressed herself into her from behind and cupped her breasts, and gently rubbed her nipples. Janie, still coming down from her orgasm, moaned and twitched against her. "Such a good girl," Michelle whispered into her ear. Goosebumps erupted all over Janie's body and she giggled. "Now," said Michelle, "let's exchange numbers so we can make plans for tomorrow." Janie & Michelle Ch. 03 On Friday afternoon, Janie received a text from Michelle requesting her address; she and Donna would be picking Janie up tonight. Janie happily obliged and was told to expect them at 10 p.m. Janie pouted, wishing it could be earlier. As if Michelle knew, she texted, "I can see those pretty lips pouting! Don't pout! We'll have all night!" Janie smiled as she thought about this, but wondered about Donna and just how much she knew. Michelle could get fired if Donna knew what they did in the back room...And yet, if Donna knew that Michelle had been working the night they formally "met". . . .Janie giggled, then abruptly stopped when she realized that Donna must know something of it, she couldn't be an idiot . . . could she? No, Janie shook her head. Donna did not seem like an idiot at all. She was definitely a sharp businesswoman. Janie then realized, to her dismay, that she'd never asked if there was a camera in the back room. Why wouldn't there be? The safe was there! Shit! Janie thought to herself. I'm such a fucking idiot. Why am I so impulsive? Frantically she texted Michelle back, "How much does Donna know about us? Isn't there a camera in the back room?" Janie looked at her phone, ignoring her work, her anxiety peaking. A few minutes went by and there was still no response from Michelle. "Janie!" Janie gasped and almost jumped out of her seat, and dropped her phone on the floor. She turned to see her boss standing there. How long had he been standing there? "Oh - Mike, I'm sorry!" "I was trying to get your attention for about two minutes. What are you doing?" "Oh . . . I just . . . my phone was acting weird, I was taking a break trying to figure out what's wrong." Mike shook his head. "Well you're not gonna fix it by dropping it on the floor." Mike bent down to pick up her phone and it buzzed in his hand. Janie watched wide-eyed as he looked at the screen and smirked, then handed it to her. "It's a text from Michelle." "Oh . . ." said Janie, taking it and putting it on her desk without looking. "Did you need anything?" "Yes, I did. I wanted to know if you had the title design ready for the new expansion. I wanted to look over it." "Oh! Yes, I'll email it to you." "Let me look at it here, and then you can email it to me." Janie pulled it up on her screen and he looked it over. "Hmm . . . I don't like the lettering, something about it is not quite right." "I was thinking the same thing, which is why I haven't sent it to you yet." "It needs to be more . . . something." "I was thinking it should have more fieriness to it, and not be as rounded." "Yes, maybe . . . Perhaps you're right. Make it a bit more angular, and add more fieriness to it. And then send it to me. Two hours." Janie nodded. "Will do!" Mike walked away and Janie looked at her phone. It buzzed again. She picked it up and opened the message. "I tell Donna everything! Don't worry, she's cool!" Janie's stomach turned from mortification. Donna knew about what they did in the back room? Janie quickly texted back, "What about the camera???" Janie bit her lip and tried to distract herself with her work for her company's new video game expansion. Her phone buzzed again and she quickly picked it up. "No one goes back to check the footage unless there's a robbery! Don't worry!!" Janie felt a bit more relieved, though she wanted to kick herself for being such an idiot. Even if no one checked now, there was still footage of her and Michelle doing all sorts of things! Janie shook her head and shrugged it off. If Donna already knew, at least Michelle couldn't be fired. Janie found it amazing that Michelle could even tell Donna that they were fucking around in the back room while Michelle was supposed to be working. But she knew little of their relationship. She'd have to get to the bottom of that tonight. Maybe she'd just ask them both outright. It made more sense to her now, though, that Donna wanted to get to know her better if she knew that Michelle was playing with her, a total stranger, in the back room. Janie's phone buzzed again. She opened the message without thinking and saw a photo of herself, from the night before, drenched in Michelle's cum. Janie's face turned red as she looked herself over, and her pussy immediately moistened. "Damn," she muttered. "Fuck!" Janie shifted in her seat and threw her phone into her bag. Janie was ready by 9:30 that night. After going through several outfits, she'd finally settled on her white lace mini dress and a pair of white knee high boots. She left her hair down and let it spill over her cleavage. She sat down on her couch to wait, staring out the window of her first-floor apartment, nervous about Donna again. She decided to make herself a drink before they arrived to calm her nerves, and poured herself a small glass of straight Scotch. As she sipped it, her doorbell rang. She downed the Scotch, gathered her purse and her keys, and buzzed Michelle into her building and opened the door. Michelle quickly walked down the hall smiling as she saw Janie. Janie drank in her long, dark legs, set off by the tight white mini skirt she was in, and then gazed at her chocolaty round breasts in their red bra, peeking out of her sheer black button down shirt. "Well," said Michelle as she neared her door, "look at you! You look delicious in that dress." "Thank you," smiled Janie. "But I need to go through your closet and see if you have anything else." "What?! Why?" "Because I'm gonna tell you what to wear tonight." "Why didn't you tell me that? I went through like, four outfits!" "It was a last-minute decision . . . more training for you." Janie sighed and let Michelle in, closing the door behind her. "Let's go to your room," said Michelle. Janie silently lead her to her bedroom, slightly miffed, and threw her purse and her keys on the bed. "Now strip, and I'm going to go through your clothes." Janie took her clothes off as Michelle watched, smiling. Janie stood there naked as Michelle turned around and opened her dresser. "By the way, Janie, no panties." "Why not?" "It gives me easy access." "But what if someone sees?" "It's a club. No one cares." "But-" "No. Panties. Take them off or you don't come out." Janie sighed and muttered, "Fine," and removed her white lace panties. Michelle walked up to her brusquely and slapped her face. "Ow!" "You know that's not how you answer me when I give you an order." "Yes . . . Ma'am." "Good. Now, I found this." Michelle held out a dark blue satin bustier. "Do you have a skirt?" "But that's lingerie." "So? You'll look very hot in it. You won't need a bra, so take that off too. Where are your skirts? Closet?" Janie took the bustier and nodded, "Yes, Ma'am." Michelle smiled and went to her closet as Janie removed her bra and put the bustier on, hooking it in the back. Michelle came back with a short, black pleated skirt and handed it to Janie. "Try it with this." Janie took it and put it on as Michelle stood back and looked her over, licking her lips. "You look like a li'l sex doll. I love it. Look in the mirror." Janie looked at herself in her full-length mirror. She looked like a slut, and said so. Michelle pointed out, "You are a slut. You think good girls eat pussy in the back room of a gas station convenience store? Be proud of it, darling. I like that about you." Janie giggled and conceded, "Fine. I'm a slut." "And you look damn good. Good enough to eat. Now come on, Donna's waiting." Janie decided to put her black knee high lace-up boots on and quickly followed Michelle out the door. Donna stared at them from the car and smiled as she watched the pair walk toward her. She rolled down the window and called out, "My, how are you two going to keep your hands off each other?" Michelle laughed and Janie blushed. Michelle held the back door open for Janie and let her in, then hopped in the front seat. "You ladies ready?" asked Donna. "Yep!" replied Michelle. Donna drove off, peering into her rearview mirror at Janie. "So Janie, how old are you?" "I'm 28." "Oh! Just a year younger than Michelle, then." "Yes . . ." "I'm 38." "Really? You don't look it." "Thank you, you're sweet. I don't feel it either! That's why I still go to clubs!" Donna started firing off a bunch of questions about her, and Janie realized that not even Michelle knew any of this, so she answered thoroughly. She worked as a graphic designer, went to college at NYU and came out to California five years ago to work at the job she had now. Before Janie could ask any questions of either of them, they were at Blue. Janie got out of the car with Michelle and Donna went to park it while they stood on line. As they waited, Michelle put her arm around Janie's waist and ran her fingers up and down her her side. "Mm . . ." said Michelle, "I love the way this satin feels on your body." Janie smiled at her and kissed her, though she was nervous about being seen by people she knew. Janie looked around and couldn't identify anyone, so she was safe for now. Donna walked up to them and Janie marvelled at the size of her breasts, her cleavage jutting out of a tight leopard print surplice tank top. She was wearing a short black satin skirt and a pair of black strappy heels. Janie briefly wondered if she wasn't wearing panties either. They were finally let in at 10:45 and Donna quickly negotiated a table for them, next to the dance floor. Janie and Michelle sat across from her, Michelle immediately putting her hand on Janie's thigh and rubbing it, her hand moving further up as they chatted and waited for their drinks. Donna received her Martini first and then the waitress returned with Janie's Scotch and Michelle's Margarita. Michelle casually sipped her drink as she chatted with Donna and moved her hand up to Janie's now very wet pussy. Janie leaned back in her seat and gulped her drink. Donna raised her eyebrow and asked, "You okay, Janie? Nervous? Need another?" "No, not right now . . ." Donna ignored her and said, "Michelle, why don't you go to the bar and get her another Scotch, and I'll take her to the dance floor and try to loosen her up?" Michelle grinned and said, "Sure!" Janie felt like a deer in headlights. Donna winked at her and said, "It's okay, I don't bite . . . at least, not all the time." Donna got up and held out her hand for Janie to follow her to the dance floor. They started dancing, separately at first, and Janie started feeling more comfortable. She glanced back at there table but Michelle had not returned. Donna moved closer to Janie and yelled over the music, "I like the way you dance!" Janie yelled back and said, "Thanks! You too!" Donna then swiftly pressed her body close to Janie's and started grinding and gyrating against her. Janie was not ready for this, and tried to move away, but Donna wrapped her arm tight around her waist and said in her ear, "We're gonna get to know each other better!" Janie looked back at the table and saw Michelle watching them, smiling. Janie shot her a quizzical look and Michelle nodded and sipped her Margarita. Then she got up and joined them, putting her hand on Janie's shoulder and sandwiching Janie between herself and Donna. Michelle reached under Janie's skirt and started rubbing her pussy. Janie turned her head to protest but Michelle just kissed her and kept sliding her fingers over her wet mound as Donna did her thing. Janie started getting flustered but kept dancing with both women, not wanting to give away what was happening. Michelle zeroed in on Janie's clit and started rubbing it harder and Janie had to stifle her moans as she tried to keep dancing. She was getting so hot that she knew she would cum in the middle of the dance floor if Michelle didn't stop. Janie's juices started dripping down her thigh. Michelle grabbed her face and turned it toward hers to kiss her again, and Janie kissed her hard and moaned. Michelle smiled and withdrew her hand from under Janie's skirt. "I'm gonna get another drink. Janie, your drink is waiting for you!" yelled Michelle. Janie nodded as she was still in Donna's grip. Michelle walked back to the table and Donna let go. Then, boldly, Donna ran her hands up Janie's bustier. "I love the way this feels!" yelled Donna as she rubbed her hands up Janie's tummy and - to Janie's surprise - over both of her breasts. "Donna, I don't think-" "Shh! Michelle's fine with it!" Janie looked over at Michelle and sure enough, Michelle was watching the whole thing and smiling. "Donna, I'm gonna go have my drink." Donna nodded and followed her off the dance floor back to the table, to Janie's chagrin. Janie sat down next to Michelle, who put her arm around her waist, and took a big sip of her drink. Donna offered, "How about some shots?" Michelle and Janie both agreed and Donna had Michelle accompany her to the bar, leaving Janie alone. Janie, relieved to get herself together, sat at the table and watched them as they made their way to the bar, chatting and laughing. Janie felt embarrassed, and looked away and drank more. The two returned a few minutes later with three shots of tequila and another drink for Janie. Janie looked at them wide-eyed and asked, "You guys are really trying to get me drunk, aren't you?" Michelle laughed and stroked Janie's hair away from her face. "You ain't drivin', right?" "Yeah, but what about Donna?" "I'll sober up by the end of the night. I haven't even finished my first drink," Donna replied. They sat down and Donna watched as Michelle toasted the shots, "To Janie!" Donna repeated, "To Janie!" Janie didn't know what to say and responded, "To me, I guess!" Michelle and Donna laughed and they all downed their shots. Michelle slid her hand back up Janie's skirt and started rubbing her clit hard again. Janie bit her lip as she felt an orgasm building, and Michelle whispered in her ear, "Donna wants you to eat her pussy." "What?!" whispered Janie, avoiding eye contact with Donna. "Donna wants you to eat her pussy. I want you to eat her pussy too." Just as Janie was nearing the edge, Michelle stopped working her clitoris and withdrew her hand. She stuck her index and middle fingers in Janie's mouth and Janie reluctantly sucked her juices off them, and looked over at Donna, who was staring at them intently. Michelle whispered in Janie's ear, "You know you want to. I saw the way you looked at her and danced with her." Janie was dumbfounded, but Michelle wasn't wrong. Janie asked, "When do you want me- when does she want me to . . ." "Right now," replied Michelle. "Now?!" Janie exclaimed loudly. She looked over at Donna, who laughed at that. "Come on, baby," said Donna, "Michelle tells me you're really good, that you love eating pussy." "Yes, but-" "Crawl under the table and put your face between my legs," ordered Donna. "Right now." Janie looked at Michelle and Michelle urged, "You're my good li'l slut, aren't ya? Do it for me." Janie took a deep breath and looked at Donna, then at Michelle. She responded, "Yes, Ma'am," and slid down under the table onto the floor. Donna spread her legs and shifted her pussy to the edge of her seat as Janie situated herself between her thighs. Donna grabbed a fistful of Janie's curls and pressed her face to her wet cunt, and Janie licked at it slowly, tasting it. Donna was sweet, Janie liked it. Janie flicked her tongue at her clit and then started suckling at it. Donna pulled at Janie's hair and groaned. Michelle watched Donna's facial expressions and smiled, sipping her drink. Janie inserted her fingers inside Donna's vagina and continued eating it, slurping up her dripping juices. Michelle watched, imagining Janie eating her own pussy, and spread her legs and started rubbing her own clit. Janie started milking Donna's clit, desperately wanting her cum. She reached down and started rubbing her own clit as she lapped at Donna's, and moaned into Donna's pussy. Donna reached down and yanked Janie's arm away, not allowing her to pleasure herself. Janie frowned and stopped for a second, and Donna started grinding herself against Janie's mouth. Michelle spread her legs wider and started finger fucking herself. Donna yelped loudly and started cumming, gushing into Janie's mouth and down her chin, as Janie withdrew her fingers and lapped at her hole. When Donna was done, she let go of Janie's hair and slumped back in her seat, her cum dripping down to the floor. Janie turned and saw Michelle fingering her wet cunt and smiled, then crawled to her. She pulled Michelle's hand away and planted her face between her legs, and went to town. Michelle moaned and fed her her cunt, and Janie ate it eagerly. Janie felt her juices dripping down her thighs, her pussy pulsating and needy. She transferred this need to the eating of Michelle's pussy, and had Michelle cumming in seconds, licking her so hard that she forced Michelle to orgasm, her cum squirting rapidly all over Janie's face and tits and satin bustier. When Michelle had settled down, Janie climbed up from underneath the table and looked at the both of them, cum dripping from her chin and down her cleavage. Michelle looked at her and said, "You're not to wipe that off." Janie smiled and said, "Yes, Ma'am." Donna added, "By the way, we're gonna fuck the shit out of you tonight." Janie's eyes flew up and her mouth went agape. Donna and Michelle laughed and Michelle said, "You're such a good girl. Come on, let's get out of here." In the car, they had Janie sit in the middle in the back seat and spread her legs. Michelle reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a dildo, a Rabbit, and handed it to Janie. "Here, make yourself cum. I know you're dying to." Janie gasped excitedly like a little girl and said, "Really?" Michelle laughed and said, "Yes. Because you've been such a good girl. But I'm gonna direct you. First, set it on the lowest setting and rub the tip on your clit." Donna took off driving and Janie turned the Rabbit on, slowly rubbing the head of it on her clit. She moaned, and rubbed it harder, looking at Michelle, who was turned around watching her. "You gettin' warmed up, baby?" Janie replied, "I was already warmed up." Michelle laughed and said, "Stick it in your pussy. Turn it up higher, but not to the highest setting." Janie adjusted the speed and slid the dildo inside herself. She moaned and groaned as it twisted and turned inside her while she fucked herself with it. Michelle licked her lips and smiled at Janie's abandon as she thrust the dildo harder inside her. Michelle said, "You wanna cum baby?" "Uh-huh . . ." moaned Janie. "Turn it up all the way." Donna kept glancing at her from the rearview mirror as she drove, getting hot again. Michelle had found a good one, she thought to herself. Janie turned it up all the way. "Now pound that pussy with it." Janie started pounding her pussy hard, yelping as the dildo slammed against her g-spot and her clit simultaneously. She cried breathlessly, "I'm gonna- I'm gonna-" "Cum baby. Cum for me and Donna. You like eating our pussies? You want more? Think about feasting on all the pussy you can eat and cum for us." Janie screamed and her cum squirted out of her, splashing on Michelle's face, into Donna's blonde hair, and even on the windshield. Donna laughed, "Damn, you're like a geyser!" Janie kept cumming and screaming as a flood of cum poured out of her hole. Michelle licked some off her lips and watched as it saturated the seat. "That's my good li'l slut. We're gonna wear you out tonight. Now clean off that dildo." Janie took the dildo out and put it in her mouth, sucking her dripping juices off of it. Michelle smiled and faced forward again. Janie & Michelle Ch. 03 Donna commented, "You found us a really good girl, Michelle. You deserve a raise." Michelle laughed and Janie, spent, hardly questioned what that meant.