Canadian Janie

Casey sat next to me on the sofa. We didn't look at each other for a moment. I could feel his heat radiating off him. Casey slowly reached over and took my hand. He studied its small proportions and smooth skin. He turned it over in his hand like he was going to try to read my palm.

"We need to get you out of those wet jeans," Casey said, looking embarrassed at how that phrase sounded. He met my gaze and knew I was thinking the same thing, so he said, "Yeah, that line sounded like something out of a cheap porno." I just giggled in response.

Truthfully, I was so horny, a cheap porno sounded inviting. I hadn't had sex in over two months, and walking a mile with tight wet jeans rubbing against my crotch had not made my desire fade. Plus all the attention from the men, especially from Drew, had only fanned the flames. I had tried to play the uninterested sweet-'n-innocent route, but I think the Vancouver fish lab needed to finally see who they were dealing with. The real Janie could not be contained any longer. I needed to fuck, and Casey was an easy target.

"I have some dry pajama bottoms upstairs in my dresser. You think you could help me up the stares?" I asked sweetly. I had no doubt in my mind that Casey could lift me up and carry me the whole way. In an instant, he scooped me up like a child and put me over his shoulder. He carried me like a caveman carrying his female prize back to the cave.

He placed me on my feet right after we crossed the threshold of my dorm room. I closed the door, then hobbled over to the dresser, my ankle feeling much better than I let on. Casey watched me for a moment in the dim light as I fished into the drawer, then he turned his back like a gentleman.

"It's okay Casey, you can watch," I whispered. He turned around slowly with a lustful look in his eyes. I studied his crotch and watched his bulge grow larger. The pulsing in my depths just hit me stronger, so I continued. Seductively, I turned away from him, presented my ass to him, and stuck it out in his direction. My heart-shaped ass pointed at him invitingly. I bent over slightly as I unfastened the fly. My jeans were wet and so tight on my body; I had to bend over significantly to get them down. White cheeks came into his view as I lowered the jeans down slowly. My black string thong panty remained tight to my body and I managed to push the denim all the way down.

"Oh, my God..." Casey said to no one in particular.

I pretended not to hear him and stepped out of my jeans slowly. I shook my bubbly ass as him, teasingly. I smiled at him over my right shoulder and pulled my sweatshirt over my head. My suede-colored hair cascaded around my shoulders and tickled my upper back. I moved a hand behind me to flick open my bra. With one quick motion, it literally sprung from my body as my large breasts came to rest, unrestricted on my chest. I turned to face him, only a microscopic thong hiding my womanhood.

Casey's face was flushed as if he was more intoxicated than he actually was. Instead, he was drunk with lust. His eyes were intense with longing and they scanned my body only briefly before coming back to meet my gaze. "God, you are so sexy," he said. "I have wanted this from the moment I saw you, stranded and alone at the bus stop."

We embraced tentatively, like we were both in disbelief of the situation. Casey kissed me slowly, his large lips enveloping mine. I reached up under his shirt to feel his hot flesh. Taking my cue, Casey pulled his flannel shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. I needed to feel his bare skin against mine. I wanted to feel his weight on top of me. My hands deftly went for his belt and I unfastened it skillfully. He helped me remove his jeans before backing me against my twin bed. He smelled of beer and Olde Spice.

Casey moved over me, his boxers barely containing his engorged manhood. I came to rest on my back and pulled him down on top of me; I needed to feel the pressure of his weight on me. His steel-hard crotch ground into mine as if to say "see what you did to me."

"Oh Casey, is that for me?" I asked innocently referring to his hard dick jutting against the fabric of his boxers.

He groaned almost as if in pain and said, "Of course it's for you, Janie."

We kissed passionately while he dry-humped me. Just then Casey's cell phone rang. Of course he ignored it and continued his lovemaking. My pussy was so juicy, I couldn't wait much longer. I reached my hand inside his boxers to feel his smooth hard shaft. We moaned into each other's mouths as I explored his cock with sure fingers. The skin of his cock was so silky and it's girth so large I could hardly fit my small hand around it.

"I want you to fuck me with this big cock of yours," I whispered, and tugged it more urgently.

"I think I could do that for you," Casey smiled at me. His head lowered to my breasts, taking each puffy pink nipple in turn. He let me continue fondling his gorgeous cock. He sucked gently until my nipples were hard little pebbles. I cooed in appreciation as Casey used his lips to tug each one into a swollen red nub. My hand retracted from his boxers as he moved farther down the bed.

I became delirious, begging him to take me. "Please, please, I need it so badly," I whispered hoarsely.

"Oh no, I'm taking my time with you," Casey confessed, "I need to make that pussy nice and ready for me." His words were shocking. I love when a man is vocal with me.

Casey moved further down my body and came to rest his nose against my panty-clad crotch. He sniffed me deeply a couple of times, inhaling my womanly fragrance, before swabbing his big fat tongue over the material. "God, you smell delicious."

I spread my legs for him, eager to get my pussy eaten. My heart fluttered in my chest at the mere thought. I closed my eyes and imagined he was Drew. My breathing became ragged as Casey played with the small triangle of fabric hiding my twat. Calmly, Casey reached behind me and pulled my thong down. He inched it lower, exposing my manicured furry patch. My pussy has small inner folds and large plump outer labia. My clitoris peeked up at him from between my folds.

Casey took his time enjoying my womanhood. He used the flat part of his large tongue to work up and down my whole crease. Next, he used the pointed apex of his tongue on my clit. Slowly, he licked two fingers and inserted them into my honey pot. He arched his fingers onto my G-spot and rubbed me lightly.

"...Oh fuck, yeah," I moaned in approval. Casey began to finger me deeper. I whimpered in submission as he violated me with his thick digits. My girlie goo flowed from my pussy to soak his hand.

"Nice and wet," he commented lustfully before feasting on his drenched fingers. I could smell my own aroma and the scent of sex filled the room. Casey reinserted his fingers and stirred up my honey pot. I gasped and humped my body against his digits. I felt my orgasm about to break.

Casey removed his fingers abruptly, and stole my orgasm away. I was about to whine in protest, when he moved up and covered me with his large frame. His boxers were shed and he eased himself down on top of me. Casey held himself steady with one strong arm, and he stroked his own groin with the other. He found my slippery opening and nudged the tip of his penis inside.

My eyes went wide as I realized his full proportions. I sighed softly as he took his time entering me. Even though I was drenched, my tight pussy posed an obstacle; after all, I hadn't had anything but my fingers to fuck all summer long. Casey had to stroke me slowly until my cunt yielded to him. His blond curly chest hair tickled my breasts as he pressed down against me.

"Oh my God...," Casey hissed into my ear. "Your pussy...is the tightest...thing...I've ever...fucked," he confided between strokes. By then my cunt began to open up for him. Waves of pleasure poured over me. I rocked my hips to meet his thrusts. We became one sweaty, palpitating mass of flesh.

I became aware of soft mewling sounds escaping my throat. Casey was completely silent in his efforts, other than his breathing. I realized he was probably about to ejaculate and was concentrating hard to hold off.

We heard footsteps on the stairs of the mansion. Whoever was moving around down there had scaled the first floor and was approaching the second flight. Casey continued to fuck me gently and I responded with more throaty whimpers.

The footsteps stopped at the top of the third floor. We were so delirious with lust; our minds could not comprehend what was going on anywhere but in the room. As the intruder approached my bedroom door, I moaned more urgently and bucked upwards to meet his gyrations. Casey turned his head when a quiet fist rapped against the door, but he did not stop his ministrations. I placed a hand on his cheek and turned his face to look at me.

"Don't...stop," I called. My orgasm was moments away. "I'm going to cum," I whispered.

There was another rap at the door.

"Casey, please...don't...stop," I demanded.

Just then Casey and I began to climax. He hit the point of no return and pulled out of my slippery cavern. He held his breath as he pumped one long rope of jism across my stomach. I reached down to finish myself off.

At that exact moment, the door busted in and Drew stood there watching us in shock.

Casey looked up at Drew, but could not control his euphoric spasms. He pumped three more jets of semen across my torso as my orgasm washed over me.

"Oh, my God," I called as my twitching body regained composure. As soon as the buzzing in my ears stopped, I reached for the comforter to cover my nakedness. My breath came hard as I willed myself to regain composure.

Casey was on his feet in an instant, jumping on one foot as he put his boxers back on. Drew sank back into the corner of the room, embarrassed but unable to look away from me.

"What the fuck, Drew?!" Casey boomed. The sweat ran down his forehead and into his tightly furrowed brows.

"I thought..." Drew stammered, "I thought she..." He brought his hands up to chest-level in innocence. "I swear I thought..."

"Yeah well, I think I am going to knock you around some, old man!"

Drew got into a defensive stance, his biceps bulging. I immediately stood up, with the blanket around me, and jumped between the two men.

"What, Drew, what did you think?" I asked calmly. "Casey, let him speak." Casey had a crazed look in his eye, like a mad bull.

Drew moved his gaze to meet mine. "Honestly, I left the bonfire early because I was worried about Janie. I tried to call you, Casey, because you forgot to leave me a voicemail. I was just worried about you two," he explained.

Casey looked down at his hands balled into fits. He had forgotten to call. He let his hands unclench slowly with the realization.

"I thought I heard Janie crying from outside the room," Drew continued, "but then I heard her say, 'Casey please stop' and I thought Casey was...taking advantage of her."

Casey and I burst into laughter; Drew's eyes widened in confusion.

"No Drew," Casey chuckled, "she was telling me not to stop." I grinned in agreement.

Drew's face flushed and it was his turn to laugh. "Oh Jesus, guys I am sorry for the intrusion."

"Gosh, Drew, if you listened closely she was saying, "don't stop, I'm going to cum," Casey added.

Drew looked at me in disbelief as if he couldn't imagine those words coming from my sweet lips. I smiled shyly at him and licked my lips. I could tell Drew was getting turned on. I let the blanket fall a bit, exposing my left nipple.

"Maybe he just likes to watch," I joked and cuddled up next to Casey.

Casey chuckled deeply and razzed Drew even more, "Yeah, the old fart's forgotten how to lay the pipe." Casey was only joking but his tone sounded like a challenge.

"In your dreams, boy," Drew countered. "If I had been with her she wouldn't be able to stand up afterwards."

"Oh really?" I quipped. I walked over to Drew with a wicked smile on my face and a sly glint in my eye. I closed the bedroom door and let the blanket fall to the floor. "Prove it then."

Now it was Casey's turn to be shocked. His mouth hung open and his manhood began to stir. He stood there like a sculpture unable to move or talk.

I sauntered over to Casey, shaking my round ass at Drew as I did. I knelt in front of Casey and fished his cock out of his boxers. Casey stared down at me with lust in his blue eyes.

"You sure you want to do this?" Casey asked.

"Um, Casey, as your Boss, I recommend you shut up and give the girl what she wants," Drew interrupted.

"And what I want is two cocks to play with. I've only had one orgasm tonight, a far cry from being satiated," I remarked. I stared up into Casey's deep blue pools with my big innocent green ones. "Please fuck me some more." I felt Casey's cock twitch in my hand. I didn't need to ask twice.

Casey's rapidly growing cock fit snugly in my mouth, and I was sure to put on a show for Drew. I wanted him to see just what was in store for him. I longingly stroked the base of his shaft and ran my dainty pink tongue all along the head of his beautifully circumcised cock. I paused and dipped my head down to nuzzle his balls, all the while expertly pumping his length. I moaned and sighed as I blew Casey, thinking about the reality of being with two men at the same time.

"Damn, she sucks a mean cock," Casey commented to Drew.

Drew sat on the edge of the bed and just watched intently. He started to lazily stroke himself through his cargo pants. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the sexy scene in front of him.

I hollowed my cheeks and applied strong suction to Casey's dick. It had grown to full salute and I could only cram about half of its length into my small mouth. Casey gazed down lovingly as tears welled up in the corners of my eyes while I tried to suck all of him down my throat. I stifled a gag. Casey buried his thick fingers into my honey-colored hair and started to slowly pump my face.

I glanced over at Drew and spied him undressing slowly. He went through every motion without breaking his gaze on us. "Fuck her, Casey," Drew insisted, "I want to see her face contort in ecstasy."

My cunt began to juice up after hearing Drew speak that way. He was such a well-known and distinguished scientist; it was remarkable to witness this lewd side of him. I had no idea what I was in for.

"I want to taste her cunt again," Casey confessed. Casey pushed me off his groin and bent me over a wooden desk. He kicked off his boxers and knelt behind my luscious rump. It felt sublime as Casey licked my crack. His talented tongue made my knees weak, but his firm hands held me in position. His nose sank into my swollen pussy folds and my juices ran out into his upper lip. He licked them up and spread my ass cheeks even wider. I felt his wicked tongue dart around my puckered asshole and I began to moan in defeat. I needed his cock in me; I couldn't handle any more of this teasing bullshit.

"Please, Casey, please," I panted. I got a candid view of Drew over my shoulder, as Casey ate my ass. Drew's cock stuck straight out from his groin, the head was large like a baton. He shot me an intense stare that almost frightened me. He looked like a possessed man, possessed with lust.

"Give that little slut what she wants," Drew coolly instructed to Casey. He moved closer to get a better view.

My cunt spasmed in anticipation. "Yes, yes, fuck me," I purred. Casey pushed my face down onto the desk.

Casey squeezed my ass roughly, "You need a cock in that hole, don't you Baby?"

I just grunted in agreement. Casey rewarded me with one solid stroke of his penis. This was quite unlike the gentle lovemaking he gave me before; this was something else entirely.

"Oh God!" I groaned in reaction to his long deep thrust. "Yes, yes, yessss!" He felt heavenly inside me. After weeks without cock, my pussy was finally getting what it needed.

Casey, with such a strong body, really delivered a good hard fucking. He grasped me tightly around the hips and buried himself to the hilt in my hungry pussy. Mini-spasms spread out from our union; my legs went weak. Casey wrapped his fingers around the nape of my neck, grabbing a fistful of my silken hair in the process. He tugged back gently on my hair in time to the rhythm. My stomach was pushed flat against the desk, and my large tits slapped the mahogany finish.

My orgasm spread over my body rather abruptly. One moment I was groaning in time to Casey's thrusts, and the next I was wailing into the night. Casey held his cock inside me deeply and rubbed against the back of my cunt. He stirred up my insides and coaxed a very wet orgasm from me. Sharp twitches radiated down and outwards across my heaving flesh.

"Oh my God, oh my God," I repeated as Casey pounded me.

I realized then that Drew had moved my upper body towards him and he sat in the desk chair to my left. Through streaked vision I finally got to see his cock, long, pink and perfect. I was able to catch my breath as my climax abated, and understood Drew wanted me to suck his dick.

"Janie, I can't believe this," Drew confided, "You're such a sweet young woman and yet you want to get fucked by two cocks at once." He pushed my face towards his crotch. His eyes crinkled at me with a mixture of passion and wonder. "Colin told me you were a sexy woman, but he has no idea."

I feasted on his dick while Casey bounced me effortlessly on his hips. Drew's flesh tasted salty and sweet. I sucked Drew for all I was worth, wanting to prove to him just how much of a slut I really was. His shaft disappeared into my mouth, except for the thick base covered in salt and pepper pubes. I could taste pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock. Breaking my suction, I spat into my hand and rubbed the spittle into his shaft. I didn't want him to cum yet.

I broke away from their efforts one at a time. First, I righted myself, and then I pushed Casey backwards. Both men looked confused for a moment, until I grabbed each by the cock and coaxed them gently over to the bed. Without a word, I positioned Casey at the edge of the bed, with his legs touching the floor. He was so tall, this was not an issue. Casey's dick pointed into the air, politely asking for more. I obliged by climbing aboard Casey's massive lap and lowering my scalding pussy over his shaft. I bounced slowly up and down on Casey's member and looked down into his face; his features told me he liked the sensations. Casey reached up and fondled my puffy pink nipples, intent on making then taunt once more.

I glanced over my shoulder at Drew. He watched us with excitement and pumped his own erection with vigor. He read the wicked message in my eye as I reached back and spread my ass cheeks apart for him. His bull's eye was unmistakable, my tight pink asshole above my pussy stretched-to-capacity with Casey's cock.

"Oh my, is that what you want?" Drew commented with a sly grin. I nodded and blinked up at him innocently. Drew nearly lost his load right then and there. But he knew I was counting on him. "Casey, do you see what she wants?" Drew asked in amazement, a smile playing at his lips.

Casey, in his own world, was unaware of my intentions.

"Casey, she wants two cocks in her at once," Drew said calmly, as if saying it aloud would make it more comprehensible.

"Yes, please, I need it so badly," I called over my shoulder to Drew.

"Give her what she wants, Man," Casey encouraged.

Drew was not about to disappoint. He just wanted to watch me bounce on Casey's cock a few moments longer. He lubed a finger in his mouth and placed it on the rim of my asshole. He was rewarded with a series of wanton grunts from me.

"You're such a slut, Janie. Coming here and driving all my students mad with lust," Drew teased. "I think I will have to tell Colin what a bad girl you have been."