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The Awakening of Janis part47

Monday, January 18th, 2010

They arrived at the theater, a run down looking affair after driving by it

only once in their search. “I’m not sure I want to go in there,” Janis said

tensely. “Oh, come on – you can’t chicken out now,” dared Garolynn. They got

to the window and there was a sign that accompanied ladies were free. The

girls paid for Peter and they walked into the theater. It was darker than

usual and they stood in the entry for a minute as their eyes got accustomed to

the light. A woman was sucking on a giant cock and it came all over her face

just before Peter suggested that they sit three rows down from where they were

standing. As they sat down, two studs were feeling up a large breasted woman

on the screen. She took out one of their cocks and began to suck on it.

“Wish someone would do that for me,” Peter whispered to both the girls. They

giggled nervously as the second man removed the woman’s panties and began to

…End of the part47. To be continued..

The Awakening of Janis part4

Sunday, January 10th, 2010

Since she lived in the general area, she left with her car pool and he

wandered back to the hotel following the meeting. The next morning, he

was in the meeting room getting ready for the meeting when she came in

with an arm full of papers to be distributed. He jumped up to help her

and lifted the load from her arms. As he did, his arm brushed against

her body. To anyone else, it would have looked innocent, but he knew

there was electricity passed on that casual touch. So did she; they

both knew it. During the day, he had several other opportunities to be

close to her. His touch was returned, albeit only slightly, each time.

He knew she was his. She knew she was attracted to this man.

…End of the part4. To be continued..

The Awakening of Janis part39

Saturday, January 9th, 2010

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The Awakening of Janis part18

Thursday, December 17th, 2009

the other side of the hotel where he could get in another entrance with his

key. She hurried to her room and turned on the television set. She waited

for him to come.

As she did so, she wondered about this man. She barely knew anything about

him. Yeah, he was a cowboy, he was married, and he lived in Montana. He

liked to dance and was good at it. He was a great lover. That’s all she knew

yet she knew she would do anything he asked. She switched the channels on the

TV several times trying to find something that could hold her interest this

time of night. Nothing she could find was interesting and she was about to

shut off the set when the door opened. “Better remember to shut the door when

you come home next time”, he said as she jumped up unexpectantly. “I could be

…End of the part18. To be continued..

The Awakening of Janis part14

Sunday, December 13th, 2009

music he did, however, she also realized that this type of music did not bring

the heat of passion to her loins as much as the previous song. They danced

several more dances before returning to the table where he gulped down some of

his beer.

She sipped on her wine and felt his leg brush hers. There were lots of

cowboys in this bar and she began to look around as they walked by their table

and onto the dance floor. For some reason, she found that she was not nearly

as taken with any of them as she had been with this man she was with. “What

does he have”, she wondered to herself. Soon, they were out on the dance

floor again moving across the floor to a slow dance. As they wound themselves

around one another, she found his hand on her breast massaging her nipple.

…End of the part14. To be continued..

The Awakening of Janis part126

Monday, November 30th, 2009

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Janis did not even hear the wakeup call. When Peter began to caress her, she

responded sleepily. “Time to rise and shine,” Peter whispered to her.

“Uuuuhhhhmmmmm,” Janis muttered. “Lets go take a shower,” Peter suggested.

“You go ahead. I’ll join you in a minute,” Janis murmured. “Nnnnnooooo you

don’t,” Peter laughed. “You’ll just go right back to sleep.” With that,

Peter jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom where he turned on the shower

and got the water temperature set correctly. He then went back to the bedroom

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The Awakening of Janis part110

Friday, November 13th, 2009

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The Awakening of Janis part107

Monday, November 9th, 2009

thigh, she started to moan softly. Peter quickly moved his hand away. “Do

you want everyone in the theater to be over here as you cum?” Peter asked. “I

don’t really care right now,” Janis whispered. “All I want to do is cum.”

The girl in front turned around and grinned.

“Do you want to invite them to our room?” asked Peter quietly. “No,” said

Janis. “Who knows what you might catch!” “You’re right,” said Peter

dismissing the idea. Garolynn began to moan softly as she came again under

Peter’s fingering. “Oh God, Peter, I have to do something,” said Janis. A

woman on the screen was giving a giant cock a blow job. As Janis looked at

the screen, the man began to come wildly. Semen squirted all over the woman’s

face. It ran down her chest as he finished squirting on her tits. She raised

her left breast to her mouth and licked the cum from its nipple. The man

…End of the part107. To be continued..

The Awakening of Janis part106

Sunday, November 8th, 2009

Janis’s mouth was dry at the end of the scene. She didn’t know how to react.

She had just watched two women making love to one another and nearly came as

the screen enacted what she had not considered until just the previous day.

Coupled with the two men blowing each other, the woman fucking and sucking

right in front of her, she could hardly stand herself. She looked over at

Garolynn and noticed that Garolynn’s skirt was raised up so her pussy could be

seen by anyone who looked. Peter’s hand as slowly flicking her clit as

Garolynn involuntarily thrust her hips into his flicking finger. Janis was

going crazy. She had seen so much sex in the last half or three quarters of

an hour that if she didn’t cum soon she thought her stomach would explode.

All she needed was for Peter to flick her clit like he was doing to Garolynn.

She grasped Peter’s hand and moved it toward her pussy. As he touched her

…End of the part106. To be continued..

Why did my blind date want me to meet him at Camelot 18th and M He

Thursday, October 29th, 2009

said lunch, but that’s a GO-GO place. They serve food, too? He said

not to be late, or I’d miss the show. Oh, well. Here it is. Hmmmmmm.

Nice neighborhood. Nice place.

The sign says auditions! Oh, so that’s it. Auditions for dancers. Was

I supposed to try out? No way, Jose! My shape isn’t going to get me on

stage! I see somebody waiting outside … I approach him … correctly

guessing this is my date.

We go inside, and he whispers something to the Hostess. She looks me

over and nods. Then we follow her to a table. She takes our order for

burgers and cokes. When she comes back, she gives me a 3×5 card with

the number 6 written on it. “Number 4″ a voice announces over the

microphone.

A young girl gets up from the table next to me, and gets on stage. She

is dressed in street clothes. She is nervous. The music starts. She

is getting undressed! Oooooo. Auditions. But she is not very good. I

can do better than that. She gets down to bra and panties, and she is

shaking. Real nervous. She takes her bra off, but can’t drop her arms

to show her tits. The music stops and she grabs her clothes. My date

is the only one that applauds her. Nice of him.

“Number 5.” That’s quick! And I’m number 6? My heart starts to pound.

…End of the part1. To be continued..

Three Way part3

Friday, October 23rd, 2009

Her tounge slid past my parted lips and found mine. Her body seemed to burn
against me, her hands cupped my behind, fondling them eagerly. I could feel
my panties were sopping wet and my tounge followed hers into her mouth. We
kept this up until we heard John coming up the stairs. John passed out some
rather large glasses of white wine and we sipped and looked at Debbie’s art.
She was really a good artist. Some of her works were landscapes but most
were of people. One amusing one was of two toddlers at the beach, sans any
swimsuits, and playing with a large beach ball. John opened a closet door
and pulled out what he called his “favorite painting”. Debbie blushed a bit
and said that John was biased. John turned the painting around and I looked
at a self portrait of Debbie, standing and nude, her long blonde hair pulled
up by her hands behind her head. It was a stunning piece of work. I looked
at her large breasts and nipples and her very blonde pussy. Her legs were
gorgeous and trim too. My pussy felt wetter than ever. I looked at Debbie
and said that she was so beautiful. She blushed and told John to show her
the other one. This was a full length nude of John, with a tremendous
erection. I whistled and told John that he made a very good model. “Debbie
had to keep me hard while she painted that. And it took her three days!”
We all laughed and Debbie blushed slightly. Why was she embarrassed? I felt
like she should be proud of her beautiful bod. We talked about painting and
of course sex for a while, then John suggested that we take a dip in the hot
tub. I was ready, the wine already relaxing me and making me feel a bit wild.
Debbie explained that she and John never wore suits in the hot tub, but that
I was welcome to wear one of hers (if it would fit that is). We let John go
into the tub first while I said I’d like to try on one of Debbie’s suits.
John went downstairs and undressed by the tub while we went into the master
bedroom. Debbie opened a drawer and told me to look through her suits and
see if anything would fit. She stepped over by the bed and stripped out of
her clothes quickly. I followed her example and quickly removed my clothes.
Now we were both naked and close to each other, and I felt myself tremble
as she came closer. Her hands cupped my breasts and kneaded them, sending a
wave of pleasure over me. I reached up to hers and felt their warmth and
their fullness. Debbie begged me to suck her nipples and I leaned forward,
thinking how exciting this was. I licked her large and dark nipples, and
sucked them the way I like it. I pinched them between my lips, and tugged
gently. Debbie moaned softly the whole time, her hips swaying and she was
breathing deeply. I guess I really got into it, and she had to pry me off
her breasts to kiss me. She kissed me hard and passionately, and I seemed
to melt against her. Her hands explored me and found my pussy. When her
fingers touched the lips of my pussy, I shuddered with pleasure. Debbie just
seemed to know what I wanted. She pushed a finger inside me and I started
to come, moaning softly into her mouth. Debbie laid me down on the bed and
began to want only lick and suck my pussy, holding my legs open wide. She
knelt on the floor and tounged me so hard that I couldn’t help myself. I
was coming so hard that I bucked and thrashed on the bed, shaking all over.
Wave after wave hit me and I was sure that the bed would be soaked. Her
tounge moved up and down between my legs and her hands touched me everwhere.
Debbie stopped and knelt on the bed next to me, and still I continued to come
for about two minutes afterwards, every time she touched me or caressed me.
I was breathing hard, and Debbie as sitting there watching me, her hand on
…End of the part3. To be continued..

I’ve agreed to be totally honest about this This is difficult because while part7

Friday, October 9th, 2009

“Obedient sexual slave.” The Chief was mostly amused at my losing the first bet.

I don’t know how to tell him (or if I should tell him) about the rest. About now

the Chief comes back in with a tray with some coffee cups & cookies on it. He

sets it down turns to me and says, “Unless you still have something to bet, I

expect we’re through.” Luckily I’m still blushing or the flush I could feel would

have given something away. This has definitely gotten out of hand. J, with great

ceremony, returns my shirt, which I put on while we eat our cookies and drink the

coffee. J and The Chief go to the living room. I follow, and sit v-e-r-y

carefully (J only gave back the shirt). After the cookies are gone and J is

making the “I’m on my way out” motions, he stops and asks me what time dinner is

on Friday. “Seven,” I stammer. “That would be wonderful,” he says. He gathers up

his winnings, returns my tights to me, kisses me on the cheek and saying goodbye

to the Chief, leaves. “Well you surely know how to spice up a low stakes card

game.” The Chief tells me as we go up to bed. “You don’t know the half of it!” I

think to myself. Anyway, I didn’t hear from J until Wednesday. He called me

during the day and wanted to know if we were still on for Friday. I could feel

myself redden. I duck my own embarrassment by answering only the question he

asks. I reply that sure, we’re on or something like that. As I sit there

listening to him, I’m breathing faster, becoming anxious, and at the same time,

becoming quite horny. I’ve been putting this out of my mind as if I couldn’t

quite believe that he’d appear or that anything would happen. His voice disturbs

that. While I’m dealing with these emotions, he tells me quietly that I don’t

have to have him come over. Not sure how to react, I heard myself tell him that

it was fine. Taking a deep breath, I tell him that I always pay off my debts.

…End of the part7. To be continued..

I’ve agreed to be totally honest about this This is difficult because while part12

Friday, September 18th, 2009

poking into my stomach. That drove me crazy. Then after he’s warmed my bottom,

he begins to rub it. He still smacks it from time to time, but now he’s feeling

up my bottom. He lets his hand drift down. Because of the way he’s got my legs

separated with his, I can’t do anything to deny him access to my sex. He starts

touching the outside of it, running his fingers through my pubic hair. He keeps

this up, spanking me, fondling my bottom, teasingly touching my pubic hair, and

then he starts being more invasive. His hand starts to slide up and down my

slit, then going back to give my bottom a couple of whacks. His finger slides

into me, and then he gives me a couple of swats. He rubs my clit and gives me a

light spanking, then his hand is back again. He keeps this up until I’m moaning

and trying to shove my bottom onto his hand. Then he starts to chide me for not

following his directions. I tried to imagine that I was being punished for being

disobedient. I liked that. He was rubbing my clit and bringing me very close

when he really began to lecture me. I came just as he told me that I was “a bad

little girl.” Yes, I’ll admit it, the whole situation had gotten much more weird

than I anticipated. I’d basically expected to have him ravish me, probably on

the floor of the living room the first time. I’d expected to, well kinda,

outlast him. I mean, if he takes me in the living room right away, and then a

few minutes later I go down on him, and he tries to take me again … Js not a 19

year old or anything. I really expected to burn him out and then just kind of be

titilated by being naked around him. I expected to be able to control the

situation by making him come several times and then to tease him to get even for

him winning the bet in the first place. So being draped over his knee, spanked

(ok, I kind of liked that part) made to come with his fingers and being held

helpless (he had very strong hands) while being told I was a bad girl was a bit

…End of the part12. To be continued..

Hi she said I looked up She was leaning onto the information desk at the part5

Saturday, September 12th, 2009

it… She was truly butterscotch.” “Butterscotch” was our term for a seriously

hot woman. “Aw, too bad. I have a customer, I have to go. But don’t forget to

make a closing announcement in a couple of minutes.” Crap, I thought, as I

glanced at a clock and realized the time. The store would be closing in twenty

minutes. “No problem,” I said, and hung up. Fortunately, I’d finished most of

the closing procedures and had little to do before making the closing calls. It

was a few minutes early, but I went ahead and made the 15-minute announcement.

Halfway through, she reappeared, walking towards me and smiling. As I hung up,

she leaned forward on the desk again. “You have a beautiful voice,” she said,

biting her finger. I leaned forward again, and my nose caught the unmistakable

scent of a woman’s sex. I tried to suppress a grin and failed. She just smiled

and sucked on her index finger. “You really like being looked at, huh? It turns

you on that much?” I asked quietly. “Yeah, it does. Especially when cute guys

are staring… The kind I like staring at myself.” The full-bore force of her

look hit me like a baseball bat. “Aw, give me a break… I’m not all –” “Shhhh.”

She brought her finger to my lips. It was all I could do not to close my eyes

and suck her finger into my mouth. It reeked of her juices, and smelled divine.

“Don’t get uptight about it, just accept it for what it is. There’s lots of cute

guys around, but you’re interesting. And cute plus interesting, to me, equals

sexy.” My erection pulsed again as she stood up and twirled on one foot, her

skirt flying up just a bit. “Do you think I’m sexy? Or just pretty?” I closed

my mouth again. “Oh, I would definitely have to say you’re sexy. Very.” She

grinned and twirled again. “Very, very.” “Well,” she said, dropping into a split

on the floor, “do you like looking at sexy girls?” I nodded vigorously. She ran

her hands up one leg. “Do you just like to look? Or do you like other things,

…End of the part5. To be continued..

Hi she said I looked up She was leaning onto the information desk at the part3

Thursday, September 10th, 2009

like, right? Believe me, I know…” She was looking me straight in the eye, and

I felt like a bug on a windshield. But I bit the bullet; what the hell. “Yes, I

was looking. You are…” I groped for a word as her smile widened. “…very

pretty.” Her eyes widened. “Pretty? Well, thank you, Jack. You’re not too bad

yourself.” She turned again and bent over at the waist, reaching for something

on the ground. My gaze was traveling up her legs when I caught her looking at me

and grinning. “Yes, you’re very pretty.” I was totally losing my grip, and I

started babbling. “Yeah, I remember you and your friends… Me and my coworker

were looking at all of you, but I was mostly looking at you.” She straightened

and resumed her perch. “Uh huh. Don’t you think it’s, like, wrong to look at

women that way? We’re not objects, you know.” Her smile was so fetching, a

beauty to behold. Some women turn and hide their grins, and some are more bold,

but she took the cake. Her smile was a tiger trap I would have gladly put my

head into. I frowned. “True, true. But sometimes you ladies seem to want us to

look, right? Like you said, you know when guys stare at you. Obviously you like

it.” “Uh huh. I do like it. I like it a lot.” She squirmed a bit, rubbing her

legs together. “Sometimes I think I like it too much…” Mimicking her pose on

the desk, I bent forward and matched her conspiratorial tone. “What do you

mean?” “Well…” She bit her lip. “Sometimes when I get guys to look at me, I

get really turned on…” She paused. I didn’t say a word. “Sometimes I can’t

wait to touch myself. I mean, I can’t wait until I get home… Sometimes I find

a place where I can get away with it, and go ahead and do it.” “…Like where?” I

prodded. “Well, like the other night when my girlfriends and I were here… This

older guy was near me in a row of books, and he was holding this book like he was

reading it, but really he was looking at me… I was squatting down to look at

…End of the part3. To be continued..