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Date: Sat, 27 Jun 2009 20:04:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Doreen McKenna <dmacken316@yahoo.com>
Subject: Journalism 487

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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.