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Janet Epps

by A Bad Attitude

Copyright© 2026 by A Bad Attitude

Fiction Sex Story: Janet seeks revenge for her brother's murder.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Teenagers   Lesbian   Fiction   Cheating   BDSM   FemaleDom   Rough   Sadistic   Snuff   Torture   Interracial   Black Female   White Female   Cream Pie   Revenge   Violence   .

Chapter 1

Janet—Let me introduce myself. My name is Janet Epps. I am the half-sister of Jumbo Epps. We had the same mother but different daddies. Not that either of us knew our daddies. That’s why we took our mother’s last name. You see momma was a whore. But even though we had different daddies Jumbo and I got along great. He was 4 years older than me and he was big. I remember watching him play football in high school. Everyone knew he was going to be a pro. The problem with Jumbo was that he was stupid. While he got the size in the family I got the brains. I helped him with his homework since I was a little kid. I knew he would have a hard time in college with his grades, and I tried my best to talk him into going to Memphis State so I could be there for him. He just had to go up north to school. He got by somehow. The thing that endeared him to me was that with some of his signing bonus he paid my way through MSU and then through law school.

He was playing pro ball but he managed to be there for my graduations from high school, college and law school. I loved that big brother of mine.

I got a job in the District Attorney’s office and begin by prosecuting drunk driving cases but within just a couple of years I was working low level drug cases and small-time thieves and muggings. Mostly it was just “Let’s make a Deal” and no court time. I was a tough prosecutor and the deals I made were tough. I was no pushover.

Now as I mentioned before Jumbo got the size in the family, I got the brains. I also got the beauty. I was what people use to call a “High Yellow”. Now they just say ‘mixed race’’. My biological daddy was probably a white guy just looking to get laid and found a cheap black whore. The truth hurts but I am what I am.

I stand about 5’8” tall and weigh around 115 lbs. my figure is 36-23 36 so I get a lot of attention. As I found out in high school, Jumbo and I had one particular ‘itch’ in common. We were both attracted to thin white blondes. I knew I was different in high school. I had a couple of boyfriends, and I lost my virginity when I was a junior. There was nothing special about any of them and I could only make myself have an orgasm with my fingers. That changed my senior year.

There was this dishwater blonde girl in some of my classes, nothing special about her at all. Short, skinny but with blonde hair and blue eyes. She dated one of the few white boys in school. They were both nerds and had few friends in this mostly black school. One day they sat down next to me in the lunchroom. We were probably the 3 smartest kids in our class, so I imagined they wanted to talk about some class assignment.

The girl started, “We have been watching you. We notice that you don’t date much. And the word around school is that you are not a very good fuck. You just lay there and get nothing out of it. Is that about right?”

Who the hell is she and why should I even talk to her about my sex life? I started to give her a piece of my mind but at the last second I thought, “Let’s see where this is going.”

“That’s about right. I guess I have not yet met my prince charming.”

“You are not going to meet him in this school. But we are here to offer you a better option than your fingers.”

How the hell does she know that? I only masturbate late at night and in the darkness of my room. I am the only one who knows that!

“Don’t look so surprise. Everyone does it at our age. You probably tried sex and found it un-fulfilling with these macho boys that attend this school. They just get you naked, get on, get off and you are supposed to thank them. Is that about right?”

I laughed and wondered if she had been on some of my dates with me. Most times I had not gotten naked just out of my panties in the back seat.

“So, what are you proposing?”

“We are betting that you have never had your pussy eaten. Am I right?”

“Fingers and cock. That’s all that has ever touched my pussy.”

“Well both Allen and I LOVE to eat pussy. Girl you are in for an experience you will never forget. Can you get out of the house tonight?”

We arranged a time for me to meet them at her house. Both her parents worked as nurses at the hospital and were on the 4 to midnight shift. I was there at 6pm with the excuse that I was going to study with her for a class project. She opened the door dressed in a bathrobe. I was led to a bedroom that was obviously hers and found her boyfriend, Allen, lying on the bed in a pair of boxers. He was as tall as me and skinny as a rail. No muscle tone whatsoever. Not my usual type of man. But I went with it. I turned to find she had dropped the robe and she was naked. She grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me on the lips. My first kiss by a girl and I liked it!

I was undressed and laid back on the bed. I was kissing Allen when I felt her lips on my breasts. I almost came then. But it was when she started kissing down to my stomach and her tongue went into my belly button that I felt the first stirrings of an orgasm. Allen moved down in the bed and was sucking on my nipples when I felt her tongue on my clit. I could not, nor did I try, hold back any longer. I started to cum! Then I squirted! I had never done that in my life. I was bouncing up and down on the bed and screaming at the top of my lungs. She licked up all my juices as I calmed down.

“I am so sorry. I have never squirted in my life. I did not mean for you...”

“You have got to taste her, Allen. She tastes wonderful!”

“You are going to have to give me a few minutes. I thought I was going to pass out.”

“No problem. Let’s suck his cock while you get ready for the next time.”

“I have never done that.”

“Follow my lead.”

Allen’s cock was smaller than I was used to seeing. Maybe seven inches and thin but it was leaking pre-cum in anticipation of getting sucked. She grabbed it and licked all the cum up and swallowed. He moaned. Then she pointed it at me. I took it between my lips. My tongue circled the head. I sucked and he moaned then I was rewarded with a few drops of his pre-cum. She pulled it out of my mouth and she said for me to watch. It disappeared down her throat! Then she was using her mouth like a pussy. Moving up and down. I moved up to his chest and started licking his nipples. I thought that since I liked that he might also. I was right he started coming and I could see her swallowing. I ended up kissing him on the lips while she cleaned him up of all the cum that had spilled out of her mouth. She swallowed that too! We were laying in a pile of naked bodies. I was admiring how my caramel-colored skin contrasted with their white bodies and I felt that tingle again. She must have noticed because she climbed over him and started kissing me again. I could taste his cum in her mouth but it did not matter at this point. Then I felt his hands on my thighs. He spread me open and I knew he was looking at my hairy pussy. I was trimmed but not shaven.

“Jesse (the girl’s name) you are going to have to shave her before next time. You know how I hate to get hair in my teeth.” He laughed as he said this. Then I felt his tongue on my clit. It felt different than hers but still better than anything I ever had before. He sucked my clit out from its’ hood and into his mouth. I announced that I was going to squirt again. Her mouth went to my pussy. With him sucking my clit like a small dick and her mouth clamped over my pussy I squirted! Not as much as the first time but I squirted. I felt both mouths leave me and I opened my eyes. They were kissing and I could tell that she was transferring my juice into his mouth. I grabbed him and kissed him. I wanted to taste it! We fell into a sated sleep. I heard the alarm clock go off.

“You both have to get dressed and leave. My parents will be home in an hour and I have to get the room cleaned up and be asleep when they get here. We will do this again soon. But next time he gets to fuck you. So be sure to bring a pack of your favorite condoms.”

I surprised them by saying that I was on birth control and had been for the past two years, my mom did not want to raise any more kids and had taken precautions.

I did fuck him the next time we were together and most of the times we were together after that. We ended up “studying” at least 2 times a week and sometimes 3. My senior year was wonderful!

But then I went to Memphis State and they both went out to the west coast to study computer science. I did attend their wedding and every time they are in town we get together to “Study”. I have vacationed with them in Hawaii once. Oh yes, I am their kids god mother and I am called Aunt Janet.

At college I could not find another girl like Jesse. I was sitting at a restaurant in mid-town one night. There was a white woman sitting at a table alone. She motioned for me to join her. Why not?

I found out she was from Germantown, a rich suburb of Memphis. Her husband was an executive with Fed-Ex and was out of town a lot. He knew of her “kink” as she called it. The kink being that she liked having sex with women. The kids were with the nanny and she was on the prowl. We ended up in a hotel room and that became our thing. Supper and then a romp in the bedroom. I never went to her house or met her kids. She was a typical soccer mom and I was her plaything. I loved it, no strings. Then one day she called and I had to meet her for lunch. She had caught her husband sleeping with his secretary and she was leaving with the kids to live with her mother in Colorado. We spent one last afternoon together and then she left. I have never seen or heard from her since. I was on the prowl again.

There was a lesbian club that had opened up in town so I figured I would try it out. It was called the “Pussy Cats”. That’s where I met Queeny.

Queeny was what is known as a bull dyke lesbian. She is 6’3” tall and weighs around 240 lbs. She has no body fat, all muscle. She had just finished her second tour in Afghanistan with an army infantry unit and retired. She wore her hair in a crew-cut.

The night I decided to go to the club I was not planning on meeting this type of woman but she came over to the table, sat down and introduced herself. I was kind of intrigued. I let it happen. I was surprised. She was rough but gentle with me. I “dated” her for about a month and finally told her how much I enjoyed her but she was not what I was looking for. She understood and told me if I ever needed her for anything to just call. She did give me the name and address of another club that might have a clientele more to my liking. It was in east Memphis and full of soccer moms who wanted a taste of the other side, as she put it. This one was called “Girl’s Night Out”. It was a lot classier than “Pussy Cats”. It was located on the ground floor of a hotel.

I walked in and looked around. It was full of every type of woman. There were gray hairs, blue hairs, red hairs and blondes. There were no mixed race women that I could see. That made me an instant attraction. Two older women almost got in a fight about who saw me first. Then I saw my dream woman. She was as tall as me, blonde hair down past her shoulders, maybe 110 lbs. and the bluest eyes I have ever seen on a human being. I was lost in those eyes as she motioned me over to her table. Her name is Samantha. She had just started work as an assistant U.S. Attorney. I had just graduated and was starting my first year of law school. We were perfect for each other. I found out later that night that she was a little submissive and I loved that and everything else about her.

We dated for about two months before I moved in with her. When I graduated law school she helped me study for the bar exam and I passed on the first try. Then she knew of a position open in the District Attorney’s office and she helped me get the job.

So here I am three years out of law school and working as a prosecutor for the state. Samantha is now a seasoned prosecutor working federal cases. Jumbo hurt his leg and cannot play football anymore. He is living in east Memphis in a luxury apartment he bought when he was playing.

One night over dinner Sammy says she needs to talk to me about Jumbo. His name has come up in a DEA investigation. It seems that he is involved in the drug trade here in Memphis. That is news to me!

She says I need to talk to him and get him to come in. That means for him to make a deal, become an informant. Maybe she can get him off with no jail time and into witness protection. But I need to do it fast. The DEA is watching him and his crew. Oh my god. He has a crew! It must be those no good cousins of ours. They are always in and out of jail. I promise I will talk to him.

I call him the next morning and tell him I have something I need to talk to him about. We make a date for dinner that night at the Vapors Supper Club. I know of the place, but I have never been there.

Jumbo is there and sitting at a table as I walk in. I tell the security guard, a guy with Gunny written on his shirt, that I am meeting someone, a big guy, and he escorts me to Jumbo’s table.

I try to talk to Jumbo, but he keeps looking around. He is distracted by this young couple sitting at a table near us. I think he might know them.

Jumbo says he needs to go to the restroom just as our food is arriving. He gets up and leaves the table without touching his steak. I am hungry so I do not wait on him. He is gone for what seems like a long time.

He finally comes back and sits down. Now he is all excited and I know why. He has white powder around his nose. I have dealt with enough druggies over the past year that I recognize the signs. He is using cocaine!

I try to start another conversation but he gets up just as the band starts to play and goes over to the table with the young couple. He wants her to dance with him. She refuses. Just as he grabs her arm the security guard named Gunny appears. He is very nice and Jumbo is listening to every word the guy is saying. This guard leads Jumbo over to the door and escorts him out of the restaurant. That guard must have a lot of experience dealing with drunks. Very few people even noticed what was happening. I motioned for the waiter to bring the check when this guard appeared at my table.

“Don’t worry about the check. I told Jumbo I would comp it. But I am wondering why he is harassing other women while he is in the company of such a beautiful woman?” This guy is a real charmer. If I wasn’t a lesbian, maybe?

“I’m his sister.”

“Okay, that explains it. But try to get him some help. He is using and that is not good.”

“That’s what this meeting was supposed to be about. Thank you for not causing a scene.”

“No problem, hope to see you soon. Goodnight.” He turned and walked away. Oh, what might have been!

I tried and tried to reach Jumbo but he either was too busy to talk or he avoided my calls. It was about two weeks later that the phone rang at 3 am. Sammy answered and listened then hung up.

“It’s Jumbo. He is in the hospital. Don’t worry he is going to be fine. He just got in a fight at the Vapors and got his ass kicked by a security guard. The video is already on You Tube. We got up and I went in the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee. There would be no more sleep tonight.

Sammy came in and we searched for the video on her laptop. We found it. There was Jumbo and our no good cousin along with some other guy getting the shit kicked out of them by this guy named Gunny. Sammy wanted to know more about this “gunny” so she looked him up on one of her Federal web sites. He was actually Master Gunnery Sergeant Mike Weaver (ret). Former hand to hand combat instructor for the Marine Infantry School, the Basic Recon School and various other government agencies like the CIA and Secret Service. There were comments about how that old guy had whipped the shit out of three thugs. I felt bad for Jumbo but maybe now I could get him to listen to me.

That was when Sammy got the second phone call. As I sipped my coffee and watched the video for the third time she talked and looked at me with tears in her eyes

.”What?”

“They found 4 kilos of coke along with over a thousand pills of scopolamine in his car. The DEA is taking over the case. He had an eight ball of coke in his pocket along with two of the pills. He is in big trouble and looking at some heavy time.” I started to cry.

 
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