Janet – The Good Place

*This is a story based on the character Janet from the show The Good Place. If you don’t know the character, all you need to know is she is not human, she is more like a celestial being that carries out the other characters every desire happily, because her purpose is to keep people happy. Her obedience and willingness to please are traits that made her a desirable character for me to write erotica for. I hope you enjoy.*

“Janet?” I ask.

Janet appears. “Hi. How can I help you?”

“Janet, will you really do anything any of us want? Anything?”

“Yes. My purpose is to keep people happy.”

“And our interactions are confidential?”

“Completely. What can I help you with?

“…Janet, I want you to be my filthy little slut. Whenever I want to, I want you to have enthusiastic, hot sex with me. You’ll do whatever I want, when I want, and you’ll love every second of it. Okay?”

“Sounds good. Do you have a timetable for me, or are you going to make it up as you go along?”

“I might formally plan things in the future, but right now, I want you to take the initiative. You know what my sexual desires are. Whenever I call you, let’s say for the next week or so, I want you to be a dominant, dirty talking slut who has your way with me, who wants my cock with the same amount of enthusiasm a woman stranded in the desert wants water. You can choose how and when to execute my fantasies. Surprise me. And you can start right now.”

“Okay.” Janet blinked in acknowledgment, and with the characteristic happy smile she always wore, stepped forward, got down on her knees, and began to unfasten my belt. She looked up at me into my eyes, still smiling, as happy as a woman on her perfect wedding day.

“This *is* The Good Place,” I say in amazement.

“Mhm.” Janet was finished with my belt, button and zipper, and pulled down my pants to my knees in one smooth, fast yank that made her large bust bounce. She looked at my cock, giggled, looked back at me, and began to lick me from base to tip all over as I got hard.

I sighed at the first waves of pleasure. “I want you to enjoy this too,” I say. “No sense in me having all the fun alone.”

“Don’t worry, I will,” she said in a devilish tone, and since I was hard, took my dick into her mouth.

“You know what, Janet? If you want me to do something to you a certain way, just ask. The ultimate judgement is mine, of course, but I want to do what I can to make you happy too.”

Janet made the sound she could for a happy “O.K.” with a cock down her throat. She started sucking me with enthusiasm as her hands came up and explored my body. She felt my chest, abs, sides, back, hips, thighs, and then her hands came up the back of my legs and she grabbed two handfuls of my ass. She squeezed, moaned, and began to gag herself on me as she used my ass as leverage. Tears were starting to fall out of her eyes as she looked up at me, and she gagged and moaned with abandon. Saliva started running out of her mouth and down her chin, and ropes of it made the transfer from her chin and tongue to my balls as she took all of my cock down her throat again and again, never breaking eye contact.

Within a couple of minutes, I was ready to explode, but I forced myself to pull her off of me by her hair. She took a big breath of air, and began breathing heavily at having her second airway back.

She giggled and looked up at me, always smiling. “Am I doing a good job?” She began to wipe the tears away as they clouded her vision.

“Very good. But I don’t want to cum yet. Do something else… Again, surprise me.”

A few heartbeats passed, and then she stood up. She took me by the hand, and walked me over to a corner of the bed. That’s when I saw the rope in her other hand. She pushed me into a sitting position and began to tie my wrist around the corresponding post. I knew where this was going, so I laid in a starfish formation, eagerly awaiting what was coming as she finished tying my limbs to the bed.

When she was done, she got up on the bed and stood over me. “This is so much fun,” she said in genuine excitement.

“I’m happy to hear you’re enjoying yourself, Janet.” I said with genuine happiness for her.

Janet squealed in delight, and began to take off her vest and shirt. “I’m going to ride your cock like a championship bull rider,” she said as she smiled at me. She said it as if she was someone who’d just won the lottery, and was talking about the very first thing they were going to do with the money.

The statement took my breath away, and I shivered. “Wow, Janet. You’re fucking hot.”

“I appreciate that very much,” she said as she shrugged off her shirt to reveal her beautiful size D breasts. She looked down at me in desire and grabbed her tits in her hands, pushing them together and squeezing them. She pinched and twisted her nipples and bit her lower lip. Finally, she hiked up her skirt, got on her knees and positioned herself over me. Then, she looked at me in anticipation as she reached around herself, grabbed my cock, and slowly lowered herself onto it.

She slowly began riding me and continued playing with her tits. Her breath came harder as she picked up the pace. Then, without warning, her hand flew forward and she slapped me across the face.

It was unexpected enough and just what I liked. As I turned back to her, one of her hands found my throat and she put her other on my chest.

“You dirty stud. You think you can tell me when you get to cum? I indulged you this time, but next time, I’m going to take that hot cum down my throat like the dirty cumslut I am.”

With that, she moaned as the waves of pleasure started getting stronger. I was quickly building toward orgasm again. “I get to decide when you cum, do you hear me? And if that’s down my throat, or in my cunt, or all over my pretty face, that’s where you’ll cum, got it?”

“Yes,” I said in amazement.

“That’s fucking right.”

I reached the top of the mountain, and she kept riding me through it. My eyes rolled back into my head, and I transcended space and time with the force of my orgasm. I shook and had an out of body experience. When I came back to reality, she was just reaching hers.

“Fucking yes, yes, YES…” she said as it overtook her, and her legs clenched against mine. She began shaking threw her head back, and let out a loud, long moan of pleasure. I felt her cunt contract multiple times around me as our juices made a mess underneath us.

She laid forward when it was over, still on me, as we both enjoyed the moment. Then she lifted herself off, and laid on her side close to me.

After a while, I said “Janet, I get the feeling you’ve done this before.”

“That’s confidential,” she said in a wry tone of voice.

In mock bewilderment, I said “You *slut*!” and we both erupted in fits of laughter.

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