Journalism 487

By Doreen McKenna

Published on Jun 28, 2009

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Journalism 487

My name is Ann and I'm 23 years old, I'm 32-17-29, and wear an B cup bra. Single and a college student I've been with my boyfriend for the past 5 years, right after college we expect to get married. I've been sexually active since I'm 15, always use protection and an IUD. I've been enrolled in a Northeast university in a Journalism program and this is my Senior Year.

The 487 course is called an ''endcap'' course. We meet our professor 3 or 4 times during the semester. He basically assigns a project to each student. When it's complete, it's submitted. The difference with this class is that the projects are submitted to newspapers and magazines on our behalf and in the past many job offers came from this method. I was excited to be a part of the program.

My assignment was to work up a profile on the members of the Future Women Executives Club of the School of Business. The club has 20 members, business majors in various years of school.

The club had an interesting membership requirement; they could not be members of a Sorority. They explained that to be an effective executive in business they had to participate in all parts of a company. Sororities, at least at this university, tend to be very cliquish.

I contacted the club and spoke to the Secretary, named Lisa. Because the organization participates in this every year, they knew someone was coming. Lisa invited me to a planning meeting to learn my plan and give me some guidance. The club uses the story written as a way to publicize the group to companies. Many of the club members are hired right out of college.

Being a college student I attended the meeting in clam digger jeans, t-shirt and flip flops. When I entered the room twelve women were there, all in business attire. Lisa apologized for not telling me the dress code. It wouldn't matter I told her, my wardrobe was all casual. Although she was a little bigger and shorter than me, she offered to loan me one of her suits.

The meeting went great; they loved my plan, with a few minor changes. I was to interview all the officers the first two weeks and then committee chairs the following weeks.

My first interview was Lisa and it went great. She told me all about her current projects at school, as a 2nd year student. She had a few things going on with the club and was also heading up a charity project.

Lisa also helped me find a suit from her collection that fit me. She loaned me some heels and a white linen shirt. She suggested that I get some hose and some quality lingerie. She explained that in business women are judged differently and it's important to dress on the conservative side.

Next I was off to see the Treasurer, Marie, and it also went great. She also told me all about her current projects at school, as a 4th year student. She was finance major and an intern with a defense contractor.

Next was the 1st Vice President Kolbi, and it also went great. She also told me all about her current projects at school, as a 5th year Masters student. She was also majoring in finance. However, she has never had a job, not even part time.

Based on these 1st three interviews I learned that many of the women in the club are feminists. Growing up in a small town we had little use for feminists, I learned that the divorce rate skyrocketed when that movement started. I was going to have to be careful to not have my judgment clouded.

Next was the President, Kim. She asked that I meet her at her house. Her family was "old money" and a wing at the school was named for them. She is a straight A student.

When I interviewed all these women I wore the business suit. I looked great in it, the skirt was short, but I have to admit that I enjoyed the glances from the males.

I arrived at Kim's house a few minutes early and found Kim equally dressed and turned out well in makeup. She is very attractive.

Kim had made us a small dinner with an excellent wine. To be honest though, the wine I enjoy costs $4 a bottle and has a screw cap.

We spent the first hour on the interview and I learned a lot about her and her family, her great-great granpa came from Italy and was flat broke. He was a trained architect in Italy and ran into bad luck. He settled in San Francisco, learned English in two years, drafted into the Army, he fought the Indians. When he was discharged he landed a job at a design firm. Two years later he had his own firm. His son and daughter attended the college because he and the President were in the Army together. The school was attributed to making the family much more wealthily; when he died he left most of his fortune to the college.

This was an intriguing story yet it was boring, I was born with a stainless steel spoon and will be saddled with loans for a long time. In spite of this I liked her. We were becoming friends.

We parted about 9PM and I went home to compile my notes on Kim.

The next morning Kim called.

Kim stated, "Hi, this is Kim. Would you like to come for dinner again? There are few things I want to chat with you about the story and how it applies to the club."

I stated, "Sure, I want to make sure I have the background right. I have no classes or assignments tomorrow so this will be great."

I arrived at her house at 6:30PM. I wore the same suit as last night and she was dressed in a great looking tan suit.

Dinner was great and so was the wine. After the first bottle of wine, we started getting chummy and asked about our love lives, interesting moments and desires for the future.

I stated to Kim, "In the interviews so far I learned that many of the members are sworn feminists."

Kim's reply was, "I know and I think it's dumb. Hating men is not the answer; they've done a lot of good for America and the world. Sure they make mistakes, but so do women."

I was relieved to hear this. I replied. "I agree with you, women need to be treated as equals, not as sex symbols."

Kim then asked, "So how is your sex life? Are you dating anyone special?"

I replied, "Been dating the same guy for 5 years and expect to marry as soon as we graduate in seven months."

I avoided first question, but she persisted. She wanted to know how long sex lasted with my boy friend.

Kim asked, "Has your boyfriend ever gone down on you?'

Now this was personal but in our relationship I was extremely happy that he did this for me.

I replied, "Quite a bit! It's the best part of the sex I think. It makes the time in bed last longer. He is always tender with me, and it's a great prelude before he fucks me."

Kim then cleared her throat, "Interesting find, don't lose him. In my life, men were not as nice so I found women to be better for me."

No sure how to answer, I know I've been in contact with lesbians before, but never actually heard one admit it. The school was not a conservative haven, but it was not a left wing incubator either.

My reply was, "Wow, that's a great that you're finding satisfaction at least."

Kim then offered coffee, and we moved to the couch in the living room.

Kim then stated, "I find that giving women pleasure is a great thing. Women are much more appreciative of it."

What happened next surprised, she dropped her left hand on my leg and started stroking it slowly.

I made an attempt to remove her hand but she just put it right back. The stroking started again. This time though the strokes started going under my skirt.

While one hand was stroking my leg, the other hand reached behind me and pulled us close together. She kissed me on the cheeks and then slowly brushed my lips. Then she started making out with me.

Our tongues were soon entwined and she then reached her hand to my panties and stoked me slowly. I was wet! I loved it!

Kim stated, "We should go someplace more comfortable. I have something to show you."

I agreed that I wanted to see it and the feeling was awesome.

We got off the couch and went to her bedroom. In it was a king size bed with satin sheets, there were candles burning already and there was a very nice fragrance in the room.

We sat down on the edge of the bed and we resumed kissing each other, we then both laid down on the bed together, still kissing.

I stated, "Did you plan to seduce me?"

Her reply was, "Yes, the other night I loved the way your legs looked and I recall the tight t-shirt you wore at the meeting. I think your body must be wonderful to touch and suck and you are such a nice person."

My reply was, "I'm flattered."

She then stated, "Women can do so much for each other. My tongue and hands are gentle and I know how to treat a woman."

We resumed hugging and she then took my jacket off. Kissing some more she then started rubbing my breast.

As it was getting hot, I then took her jacket off. While doing this I slipped my hand up her skirt. She was wearing a very satiny pair of panties and she came at my first touch.

She started working on taking my shirt off, underneath I wore a black lace bra. She sucked my nipples through the fabric. She was very delicate and gentle. This made me come.

Reaching behind me she removed my bra very expertly, my skirt soon followed. Here I am with just my panties, hose and shoes on. She started kissing her way down to my triangle. Her tongue was very "educated" and the strokes she performed on me made me make loads of cum and stain my panties.

Kim then removed my panties and feasted on my clit for what seemed like an eternity.

She was still dressed; I wiggled her up to me and started undressing her. She wore a white silk top, I lifted this over her head and I was impressed with the size of her breasts, larger than mine!

Her bra was white satin and it had a front clasp, this was easy to remove. I sucked her breasts and she responded with moans and groans. I knew she wanted me to eat her out, but I was going to need to get my nerve up.

She took my head and pressed it into her breasts; she then encouraged me to move further down. Her skirt was still on and this of course came off quickly.

Her panties matched her bra, and were worn on top of her garter belt. Kim had quality lingerie.

I slipped these off her and started to eat her out. My strokes with my tongue were long and slow, and she creamed me a few times. The feel of a stocking leg against my own was an electric feeling and she knew it.

She then motioned me to put my pussy on her face, the classic 69 position never felt so good!

She then inserted a few fingers into my pussy and one into my ass. Having never had anything up my ass it was a great feeling and made me come even more.

Once finished we lay together cuddling each other. We rested but stroked each other. The silence was great!

Kim stated, "How did you enjoy your first time with a woman?"

I replied, "It was great, the amount of cum I made must have been a world record."

Adding, "I think you are the tenderest lover I ever had!"

Kim answered, "Thanks for the praise!"

I then added, "However, I miss the fullness of a cock afterwards. We also have practiced some anal sex before."

Kim whispered in my ear, "Would you like to see my cock?"

Right after she asked, she started to stroke my clit and lips. She also started moving fingers near my anus.

Now I've never seen a dildo and wondered how women did this.

I replied, "Yes."

She got up from the bed, and in a nearby closet she put on a harness that had a 9 inch long cock with a huge girth.

I protested, "I'm not sure I can take something that big."

Her answer was simple, "We'll go real slowly and you can stop any time you want."

As she came back to the bed, I reached out and put it my mouth to suck it off. It was twice the girth of my boyfriend and I most certainly wanted to try it.

I slipped a pillow under my ass and she worked her way down to my pussy. She took the cock and gently tapped it against me. I swore it felt real!

Rubbing the tip against my clit she slowly penetrated me.

I cried out, "Oh gosh! It's awesome!"

Her reply was, "I hope you can please me with this later."

My pussy adjusted to this cock very quickly, I never felt so filled up in my life.

The strokes continued to be long and gentle. This was awesome, I cummed a LOT, this was much better than with men. It lasts so much longer. She also positioned her body so that as she was stroking in and out, her tits rubbed against mine, added to this was the feel of her stockings on my stockings.

This continued for quite a while, till she gave out. We rested and then feel asleep in each others arms.

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