Part 1 - Mike gives Janey a pearl necklace
It was at that company picnic in Australia that I met her. Not my company, you understand, but another one that had hired me as an imported consultant for a very specific and very confidential job. For some time, this company (which went by the acronym ACME INTERNATIONAL) had enjoyed a solid reputation throughout the region for reliable goods and high profitability, but something had gone wrong for the fiscal year, and profits had taken a big dip. I was called in to sniff around and see what I could find.
The work was tedious, the employees were dull and the reams of reports and financial statements I had reviewed had not turned up anything. Including weekends, I had worked three solid weeks in a row and my brain was getting burned out. When I first heard about the company picnic I said I couldn't go – too busy – but late that Friday night I finally figured – what the hell, maybe a little time off would clear my cloudy brain. The picnic was scheduled in a very pretty national park near Brisbane – somewhere in the rainforest hinterland set back from the Sunshine Coast. It was supposed to be a pleasant place, but it was going to be same people I saw every day, the same old boring guys with ( I was sure) the same old boring wives, who lived the same old boring lives. Still, I thought, a little break in the routine might help.
ACME, by the way, was not a manufacturer of garden-variety widgets. The full name of the company was Adult Communications and Marital Enhancements, International. They made soft and hard core porn videos and CDs, sex toys, vibrators, paddles, whips, cuffs, masks, nipple clamps, and cock rings – the whole works. You name it, they made it, and people loved it.
The new CEO, Josh Brady, was a pretty decent guy. He had come in recently after the former CEO had keeled over and croaked right at his desk. The company had put out a memorandum about how the old guy was so devoted to the company that he had worked himself to death, but the word was he was getting a major hard-suck blow job from one of the porn babes while wrapping up a big deal and the excitement (literally and figuratively) was just too much for him. Still, not a bad way to go.
While Brady was still learning the ropes, the VP and corporate counsel, an obese empty suit named Jerry Jurcoff, was really running the place. The fat lawyer was so off the wall that I couldn't help but wonder how such a lame brain could have been hired in the first place. Eventually, it came out that Jurcoff was married to the daughter of one of the original founders of ACME, a young lady who had inherited a sizable number of ACME shares. That explained it.
The picnic was out of town - inland and higher up in the hills. It turned out to be a sparkling sunny day, with a clean well-washed scent to the air, and I felt charged up with energy, in spite of my distaste for the whole affair. Once I made sure I chatted up everybody who mattered, I announced that I was going to take a hike, which was a great excuse to miss the rest of the afternoon's happy horseshit.
I located a park official nearby and just as I was getting the lowdown on the location of a nice hike, I noticed a woman from another park picnic – some sort of amateur actors group – who had wandered over to listen to the directions I was being given. After I thanked the park ranger I turned toward the attractive lady, who sported a name tag over her left breast which proclaimed in large black letters: "Hi, I'm Janey".
I put on a serious expression and asked her what the other one was called, pointing to her firm perky twin. At first, she was puzzled, but when she got my meaning, she blushed a little, but then couldn't help herself as she showed off a lovely warm smile.
"Are you pulling my leg?"
"Umm, no, but now that I take a look, I wouldn't mind at all." I grinned.
Janey frowned. "Well, it seems you are about to take the same hike I'm interested in. You look in pretty good shape but – hmmm – well, if you can keep up with me on the trail, perhaps then we'll see how much energy you have left to be so fresh and frisky." With that, off she went.
We spoke very little for the first few miles, but continued to gain some altitude. Janey was wearing a pair of denim shorts with a few rips and tears in them, and from what I could see, she was totally naked underneath those shorts. Moreover, as I could tell from a peek here and there, Janey was also braless, her jutting breasts and hard nipples covered by no more that a thin cotton shirt that was quite revealing of her charms.
After hiking for about a half an hour, Janey and I decided to take a little rest at a spot we noticed some distance off the trail. It was a little grove of trees next to a bubbly stream that ran down to a pool, far enough away from the main trail and sufficiently well screened by the trees that other hikers would not be aware of us, unless we made a lot of noise. We slipped out of our back backs, grabbed our water bottles, and sat down to rest on an overturned tree trunk.
The scene was peaceful, serene, and stunning to behold. I thought it would make a great photo and I was glad that I had packed my camera. As I reached down into my backpack for my Canon, I lost my balance and instinctively reached out to Janey. She grabbed my arm but, too late, we both went over backwards, scattering water bottles, leaves, twigs and all semblance of dignity.
When I looked up, Janey's top had rolled up so that her luscious boobs were completely exposed and resting right in front of my open, astounded mouth. In a flash, her pretty pink nipples were in my mouth and she began to moan. I love sucking, biting, and twisting hard nipples, especially when they are as pretty and perfect as Janey's. I twisted her nipples hard, pinched them, and squeezed her tits hard – and she loved it. It made my cock hard as a rock, and in no time flat, I stripped her and spread her legs wide.
"Now, I have you where I want you," I whispered, and far from being startled or frightened, sweet Janey bit her lip and smiled lasciviously.
In the quiet of the forest, I tickled Janey's pretty nipples with my tongue, alternately going from one to the other, making each one hard and damp, then biting each one, then blowing on it before lapping it again. I licked between and underneath them, then covered her belly with kisses until I found the top of her engorged pussy lips. I dove down and lapped at her pretty pussy, tasting her warm liquid while she groaned with pleasure.
I began to concentrate on her swollen clit, sucking that little fun button so hard that she bucked her hips into my face and screamed with delight...so much that I thought she would wake up the dead. I nervously looked around, imagined for a moment that I heard the nearby sounds of laughter, then saw the birds in the trees and relaxed.
By that point, if there had been a whole troop of boy scouts watching (and cheering us on), I really could not have cared less. I was just enjoying the moment. Then, when it seemed that Janey was lost to all but the sense of her clitoral delight, simply floating in a pussy-drenched dream world, when it seemed as if she might never speak again, my pretty friend suddenly sat up, took a deep breath and said, very simply,
"Now I need you to fuck me and fill me. I want to feel your giant cock fucking my tits, my pussy, and creaming all over every part of me."
I had the distinct impression that she was unused to saying words like that, but my eyebrows shot up in surprise and delight. This, I thought, is the woman I had been looking for my whole life. Janey's actions, however, were much more direct than her words - she was obviously no stranger to the performing arts.
Janey started by teasing my big monster, sliding just the tip of my cock in and out of her mouth, sucking on it and licking the cream off, showing me she loved to give my cock attention just as much as I liked tongue-fucking her tasty pussy. As she began her sweet succulent torture of my throbbing manhood, I lay on my back, eyes closed, luxuriating in the sense of her delicate touch.
Janey's tongue was smooth, silky, warm and wonderful. This woman enjoyed giving pleasure this way, no doubt about it. She lovingly licked around the head of my hard prick, holding me tight in her fist. Then she went down and licked my balls, sucking the loose skin into her mouth playfully. She licked her way up and down my shaft several times, using her tongue firmly on the underside, then sucking hard on the swollen head of my seven and a half inch super thick throbbing dick.
Her pretty head bobbed up and down as pre-cum spilled from my head making my cock and her face slick with sperm. Janey loved sucking cock and she did not shy away from cum gushing over her lips and face; to the contrary, this sexy lady moaned softly, clearly appreciating the taste of my quivering cock. She looked so hot and happy as she rose up and down on my cock, licking, sucking and stroking, with pre-cum leaking from her mouth, that my heart began thumping in my chest.
She looked up and smiled teasingly. "Do you like it so far?"
Although I wondered what ancient lamp I might have rubbed to make this magical lady appear, I said nothing, but bent down to her face, purposely kissing her full on the mouth, with my tongue in her, to let her know that I wanted to taste my own juice in her mouth. Our tongues entwined and our breathing got heavier.
Janey reached down to my throbbing cock and squeezed some more pre-cum out so she could smear her firm tits with cum and see them glisten in the sunlight. Then she reached over to her back-pack, and in a flash had it open, and removed a large, 9 inch pink vibrator, of all things. I was amazed. A mysterious woman who carried a vibrator on a hike?
