The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event.
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"Jilnar Jardaly's Lesbian Lovefest"
Hey, guys!
By now you probably all know what a complete slut I am when it comes to cock. I LOVE cock! Nothing in this world is more important to me than cock. I crave it! Need it! Whenever I meet a man for the first time my thoughts immediately go toward his cock; how big it is, how it tastes, how good it will feel inside me and, most of all, what I need to do to have it!
All my favorite masturbation fantasies involve many, many hard glistening cocks - especially those big, thick, long, black ones... Mmmmmm...
Anyway, I could talk about cocks all day but there's something else I love almost as much - pussy!
I'd known about my insatiable craving for cock ever since I was a senior at high school but my desire for pussy was not awakened until my twenties...
Before becoming a TV news anchor in Lebanon and Dubai, I earned my stripes in the USA as an intern and an "on the spot" reporter at a syndicated cable network. On my first day I was introduced to my team; my camerawoman who was a tall, leggy, athletic, blonde called Chrissie, who appeared to be in her late twenties, and my sound girl who was a cute, brazen, little redhead with a big smile and plenty of attitude, called Suzie.
We were sent out to do some silly human interest story (or 'cat up a tree story' as the girls called them) so we all got into the van and were on our way. We spent most of the trip chatting and giggling. They asked me lots of questions about my life back in Lebanon and gave me lots of sweet compliments about my hair, eyes, skin, figure and accent. It was quite flattering receiving compliments from Chrissie; a beach volleyball player who paid her way through college by modeling, and from little Suzie, who had recently turned 18 and only just finished high school and was just adorable! We got many admiring toots and amorous comments from passing male motorists. Haha!
Once the story was wrapped, we were heading back to the station. Little Suzie was driving and Chrissie and I were in the back of the van.
"How about we show our beautiful new playmate the scenic route, hon?" Chrissie called to Suzie.
"You bet!" was the giggly reply.
We were soon miles from any main road and surrounded by trees. Chrissie had sidled up beside me and started to stroke my hair, saying how beautiful it was and complementing my golden skin. Her other hand rested gently on my leg. Where I come from, women didn't usually get so close but, when in Rome...
The van stopped and Suzie giggled, "Ready or not, here I come!"
I turned back to Chrissie whose face was so close that it brushed against mine as I turned back.
I immediately apologized but she just stroked my cheek softly and said, "Don't be sorry, hon."
Before I knew what happening, she was kissing me. The shock of another women doing this to me made me want try to pull and turn away... but something stirred within me, something that made my eyes close, my mouth open wider and let her tongue in...