My delight: Chapter 1
I encountered Joy at a get-together Jerry arranged for Christmas festivities. Jerry was the one who introduced us while cautioning me, "Dan, we're good pals, so I hope you'll handle her with care. She's 19 and has never had a true romance. My wife and I adore her. Despite her shy nature and inexperience in relationships, she's quite intelligent and astute. You can see from the pictures she's undeniably striking."
In jest, I quipped, "If she's so ideal, why did she agree to speak with me?"
He chuckled, "Throwing caution to the wind, I've dated many gals and have been married for three years, yet never decoded the female brain. It was then I met Joy during our Las Vegas conference when you gave a presentation. She found your work fascinating and declared, 'Mr. Monroe is knowledgeable about his subject matter and doesn't waste our time with nonsense,' and then mentioned you were handsome too. Jerry relayed this information, stating he could connect the two of us. She didn't reply, but a week later, we brought her for a cup of coffee. Joy inquired about you, so I decided this was a good juncture to facilitate a rendezvous. In the meantime, I got my wife, Janet, to tease you by providing two pictures they enjoyed while on a trip together. You appreciated her snaps, and she seemed intrigued, and thus this meeting was born."
Our encounter occurred at a Starbucks. Joy wore a modest blouse and a floor-length skirt. Her dark, cascading tresses were up in a ponytail, and she displayed no cosmetics. Her appearance surpassed the portraits Jerry shared, as she seemed naturally stunning.
I made my acquaintance, expressing Jerry's recommendation that I meet her because she had education, intelligence, and was generally fabulous. In the images Jerry exhibited, she looked exceptional but still didn't portray her actual beauty. Joy's face reddened from embarrassment and responded, "I'm flattered, but I'm not wealthy enough for Monaco's high rollers. Jerry mentioned you're enlightened on computer software, captivating, and a joy to be near. But also funny, he omitted that."
I joked, "So how come a lowly guy like me got your digits? Jerry told me you're wonderful, so you must be an expert, and soon you'll beat me smarts-wise."
Her guttural laughter rang melodiously, "Dan, even with my flaws, Jerry praised you highly. However, I'm still uneasy about meeting new people. He said I was intelligent and should recognize your proficiency. But you're funny; he missed that."
We continued our dialogue and eventually, Joy unveiled herself. I revealed we're both enthusiasts of voyages, photography, and classical music, while she had a propensity for roaming the lives of insects, which were not my preference but it didn't concern me. Time flew by, and I glanced at my wristwatch to discover it was getting late.
I stood up and asserted, "Joy, it was lovely conversing with you. I apologize for taking up too much of your time. I'm enamored with your physical appearance, your demeanor, your wit, and all that. I'd like to meet you again to see a movie or dine where you wish. I'm not demanding an immediate response but feel free to contact me if you concur. Until then, stay healthy, and if you run into Jerry and Janet, give them my affection."
...
I've been waiting for her call for three days. I was disheartened, as I felt an attraction toward her from the initial moment, pondering what I botched.
The following night, my phone chirped. Joy murmured, "Dan, it's Joy. Can we eat at an Italian eatery?"
"I'd be thrilled. What persuaded you to wait three full days before calling me?"
She laughed, "I had to dismiss my other nine suitors before agreeing to your proposal. To be more honest, I was scared. In our first meeting, you were so ideal that I believed you were fake. You must've hidden something from me. Are you a hidden murderer or rapist?"
I chuckled back, "Yes, both, but don't let Jerry or Janet know; otherwise, they'll ban me from using a knife at their dinner parties."
"Dan, are you ever sincere?"
"Sometimes, but because of my attempts to impress you, you bring out my worst side."
"If what I've seen so far is your worst, I still like you. How about we have dinner at Drago Centro later this week?"
"Give me your phone number. I'll check the availability of a table for two and let you know."
"I forgot to ask Jerry if you're a responsible driver. I'll drive there."
"Okay, honey, I've gone over a week without a major accident, so I'm good..."
"If you don't get more sincere soon, you'll see I can be scarier than Janet."
...
I reached the restaurant early to confirm our table reservation. The receptionist pointed me to the table with the sign 'RESERVED'. I waited for Joy outside.
Her hair had changed, now flowy and her makeup flawless. Her midi dress accentuated her narrow waist, complementing her full chest and shapely hips. When she saw my face, she asked, "Did I dress up too much for this?"
"Absolutely not. You look stunning. I assumed, if I wore my best outfits, you'd think it was a date, but it's just a dinner."
"Dan, you overanalyze things. If it's not a date, why would you care what I'd think?"
I hesitated, "You're right. If we meet again, I'll wear what feels comfortable."
"Great. I prefer us to be straightforward with each other. I dislike childish games and pretend situations."
At the arrival of the waiter, Joy ordered a gourmet salad and Gli Spaghetti Chitarra - pasta with vegetarian ingredients. I opted for L'Angnello - a rack of lamb with their unique mashed potatoes. I also suggested a fine Chianti.
She studied my plate's selection. "I'm mostly vegetarian. I see you're a carnivore."
"I enjoy quality food. It doesn't need to be meat, but certain meats I like."
She didn't respond immediately.
I questioned her about the food's taste. With a mouthful, she praised, "Tasty! I adore Italian cuisine."
I shared that I once frequented an Italian restaurant near my residence, but it shut down, making me explore other types of food.
For dessert, she requested a cannolo. I opted for the warm apple tart.
Similar to our initial encounter, our conversation smoothly progressed, and both appeared relaxed. Time flew.
Upon completing our meal, she insisted on covering her expenses at the restaurant. "I'm a student while you earn steady income. I don't see why you should pay for both of us."
I countered, "If you ask to pay for yourself for fear we'd have a debt, I'll allow it."
She murmured, "I want to see you again, but it's not a date. It's not necessary for you to spend your money on me."
I grinned, "If so, will you agree to be mine on our first date?"
Shyly, she gazed at me, "Do you genuinely like me?"
I joked, "You're unattractive, old, unintelligent, and lack a sense of humor. I'm baffled as to why I'm here. Still, there seems to be some mysterious reason that I like you...A LOT! So will you date me, PLEASE..."
Her enchanting smile made her even more beautiful, "Do you always invite a woman for a date using that line?"
"I told you before, you bring out the worst of me."
I guided her to her compact car, gave her a peck on the cheek, and arranged to meet the following day for a newly released romantic movie.
...
Joy greeted me at her apartment's entrance, and we drove together. In the theater, we sat in the back row and munched on popcorn until the movie started. The movie featured dramatic parts and sad moments. At one point, I noticed her tearfully crying. I cradled her shoulder and whispered, "Joy, calm down. It's just a movie."
She leaned on my shoulder and looked at me. I seized the opportunity and kissed her tenderly. She continued facing me. I kissed her again. Her lips parted, and I traced them with my tongue.
I joked, "Your lips taste delightful. Can I kiss you one more time?"
She breathed, "Yes. Please..."
The third time we kissed, my tongue delved into her warmed mouth. Itlocated her fluttering tongue and tenderly licked it. She embraced me and uttered, "Dan, you really appeal to me."
"Sweetheart, I like you a lot too. However, it's proving difficult to hold back. I desire you."
Her small hand rested upon my covered chest. Her fingers ascended, undid a button, and caressed my hairy chest softly. It felt pleasant, captivating, and, dare I say, stimulating. My hardened member awoke.
I murmured in her ear, "You're unable to imagine the struggle I'm experiencing. I dream of touching you the same way."
She scrutinized me for a long spell and muttered, "Come with me to your home. However, be patient with me, as I'd also adore you entirely, but I've no prior knowledge of such encounters."
We left the movie theater and drove to my place. We were both restless and remained silent until we reached home.
...
I welcomed her in and provided her with coffee. She replied, "I usually drink coffee just in the mornings, but, if you have orange juice, soda, or wine, I'll partake."
I poured her some Chardonnay, and she gulped it.
Thereafter, I guided her on a trip of my domicile. Exteriorly, the premises possessed a fenced small swimming pool, a Jacuzzi seating four, and a tiny flower garden. Within, the kitchen was moderate in size for a bachelor. Bedrooms included three -- a master bedroom boasting a fancy bathroom attached, yet another bathroom, and a spacious, splendidly furnished living room.
She surveyed a painting and contemplate it. I positioned myself behind her and embraced her waist. She put her hands on mine and leaned against my chest. I spoke, "Your scent is captivating and delightful."
Thenceforth, she bid me help her adjust both my arms by her bosom. She instructed, "Dan, I long for you but do demand prudence."
I guided her to the largest bedroom. She stood motionless and closed her eyes.
I related, "Joy darling, I vow to proceed at your own pace. If at any juncture you instruct me to halt, I'll capitulate."
Her heart pulsated 120 times per minute. She was apprehensive and decided to relinquish control. I divested her of her clothing, gradually. I unlatched her white blouse, noting her C-cup underwire bra. Next, her skirt slipped off. Beneath, she sported low-cut white panties, flaunting her slender abdomen and a subtly visible navel. I unclasped her bra, baring her breathtaking mammary glands. They jutted out, boasting her small, dark areolas. I expressed, "Sweet darling, your mammaries are unsurpassable in beauty." She harbored a slight grin but hadn't reopened her eyes. Lastly, I removed her panties, disclosing her landing strip amidst partially hidden labia.
At this stage, my erect penis strained for freedom. I stripped, cognizant I had to wait, possibly for a great length of time. Involved with a novice who was unacquainted with carnal intercourse save for book passages and film clues...
I placed her on the bed beside me and fondled her scruff of her neck. I pressed my lips against hers, and she caressed her lips open for my tongue. We tongue-kissed, and she groaned into my mouth. Subsequently, I guided her palm toward my geographical region. She proceeded to touch me there. She fumbled and attempted to swallow my member. However, it was too ample, and she gasped, "I'm uncertain if my physique can tolerate such enormousness..."
"Sweetheart, have no fear. As promised, I'll neither push nor coerce you. Merely relax. Tonight serves as our first acquaintance, our rst opportunity to physically connect. Let's simply appreciate touching and caressing each other without any pressure."
Her breathing evened out across time, and her palm glided from my neck to my bust. My fingers traversed the fullness of her keen breast and tweaked her nipple. She exhaled deeply.
I understand, and there's no need to rush. All I want is to feel your body down there.
Slowly, my finger slid into your opening and gently entered. You moaned, and your hand gripped my member. My finger advanced, reaching your hymen. The membrane covered half your vagina, with a small opening in the center, allowing my finger to continue. I pulled my finger back halfway and softly rubbed your pussy's front wall.
Suddenly, your body shook, and you began to orgasm, screaming, "Oh my god! I can't control my body... OH MY!"
I continued rubbing your anterior pussy wall for ten minutes before slowing down. Your hand remained tightly gripped around my throbbing penis. I'm amazed I didn't cum from your touch, yet I managed to hold back my orgasm.
Eventually, you recovered. You looked disoriented but then focused on my face. You smiled and hugged me, saying, "Thank you. I was both scared and aroused. My hand was clenched around something, and suddenly, an earthquake took over me, leaving me helpless and flying, unable to do anything about it. I heard myself crying. It was an otherworldly experience. I'll tell you a secret: Sometimes I masturbated, but the orgasms never felt as powerful as this one. You were so thoughtful... You didn't reach a climax despite your arousal. Dan, I owe you. Will you let me pleasure you now?"
I smiled, "Joy, I was happy to help you overcome one obstacle. We had a good start. There's no need to do anything. Take a rest now, and we'll go slowly."
She insisted, "Danny, I'd feel bad if I left you without trying. Please, give me a chance."
"Fine, sweetheart. If you insist."
I lay down with my legs spread and waited for her to make a decision on what she wanted to do. She looked at me and placed her hand around my shaft.
She kissed me and ignored me when I tried to insert my tongue into her mouth. Her head moved south, licking a nipple, continuing down to my six-pack and reaching an inch above my hard cock. She caressed the mushroomed head, licked it gently, and whispered, "It tastes good, but it's so big..."
Next, she sucked lightly on the tip and retracted. A drop of precum appeared on the tip. She mumbled, "Good, now I can really taste you." She rolled the drop in her mouth with her tongue and murmured, "Not bad. It's slightly salty, but not bad at all."
After that, her lips spread as much as possible, and she moved toward my shaft. She kissed my lips again, ignoring my attempts to insert my tongue into her mouth. Her head moved steadily downward, licking my nipples, then my 6-pack, and reaching an inch above my hard cock. She caressed my cock's mushroomed head, licked it gently, and whispered, "It tastes good, but it's so big..."
Then, she sucked lightly on the tip and pulled back. A large drop of precum emerged. She mumbled, "Good, now I can really taste you." She rolled the drop in her mouth with her tongue and murmured, "Not bad. It's slightly salty but not bad at all."
Finally, her lips opened as wide as possible and covered the soft head. Her tongue traced the mushroomed head and traveled down to my shaft.
She tried hard. Her inexperience was evident as she paused several times to catch her breath. However, after several minutes, four inches of me were in her small mouth. She stopped there, winked at me, and began to bob, gradually accelerating the speed. Obviously, she was afraid to go further and possibly choke, so she chose to be safe and favorably suck on a smaller part of my genitals.
Her sucking intensity increased, and I felt her palm massaging my scrotum while gently jiggling my testicles. The sensation of her lips touching me and witnessing her mouth slide along my penis, knowing it was her first blowjob - All contributed to me reaching the brink of a massive orgasm.
I struggled to warn her, "Joy, I'm about to explode..." just before my cock erupted, shooting semen. I tried to remain still and refrained from holding her head, allowing her to decide how much she could take. Initially, she almost choked but soon recovered, struggling to swallow as much as possible. The ejaculation continued for about thirty seconds, and Joy consumed roughly half of my spunk. The rest dripped onto my lower abdomen. She dutifully licked the remaining semen off with her tongue.
I was astonished. For a beginner, she did exceptionally well! She took on a larger-than-average cock, skillfully sucked and swallowed my semen, and tidied up afterward with her tongue!
Afterward, she moved up, leaned her head on my chest, and said, "I did it because I felt I needed to do it. But I didn't suffer at all. You didn't push or force me, and I took my time to learn. I wasn't sure how your semen would taste, but it wasn't bad. It tasted like a more potent precum - Slightly oily, slightly bitter, with a hint of tanginess and even a tinge of sweetness. I think next time, I'll be better."
I kissed her forehead and said, "Sweetie, you did much better than I expected. Time to rest now."
And that's that - She pulled my hand around her waist, pressing my palm against her warm, wet pussy. We both enjoyed a satisfying sleep, knowing that her body and my penis had formed a long-lasting bond.
The first time we had a full sexual encounter was just 3 days after we met. We were both extremely aroused, and Joy said, "Danny, I think it's time to dive in. Please, put it in."
Before I did it, I inserted two fingers into her vagina, trying to expand the existing hole in her hymen. It was partially successful, and I knew she would feel some pain when my large size entered her tight hole.
I kissed her deeply, squeezed her nipple gently, and used the tip of my cock's purple head to stimulate her sensitive clit. Her orgasm began, and then I moved in to break the last barrier. I waited for the perfect moment, and when she was screaming in ecstasy, I pushed in. Her mouth was clamped on mine, and she whimpered. I waited for her to ease the initial pain before starting my strokes. Within just a minute, she screamed, "Faster! Fuck me faster!" I increased my speed and observed her body trembling like a leaf in the wind. Her mouth was alternating between crying and screaming incoherent words. Her orgasm was depicted in her eyes rolling back, deep breathing at 150 beats per minute, and complete oblivion of the situation.
I continued pressing relentlessly into her tortured, tight vagina, relishing the incredible friction between my cock and the vaginal wall. After a prolonged session of incessant pounding, I couldn't hold it in anymore and exploded deep inside her pussy. To my surprise, my penis remained hard. I took advantage of this and continued my thrusting for an additional 2 minutes.
When I had finished, I went to the bathroom, cleaned up, and returned to bed. Joy was still asleep, covered in sweat, but her heart rate had slowed. I hugged her and whispered, "Honey, are you alright?"
She smiled, opened her eyes, and praised me, "I never thought it would feel so amazing. The pain was minor and brief. Your magic wand performed wonders. Every few minutes, my vagina still contracts, reminding me of the blissful pleasure. Now that the obstacle is gone, I'm sure a second time will be enjoyable and painless. I need to sleep now. When will I see you again?"
I laughed, "Sweetheart, we just waded through the greatest hindrance to a loving, intimate relationship. Tomorrow, you'll have a better understanding of what occurred and how often we should see each other, what activities we'd like to try together outside of the bedroom, and the future sex encounters."
The following day, Joy called, "Today, at school, three of my girlfriends told me I looked flushed and happier than normal. Barbara even said that if she didn't know I was a virgin, she would suspect I was still on cloud nine. I simply smiled and stayed quiet on the subject. As for a burning issue that arose today -- In the past hour, I've felt an itch in my vagina. I know you're not a doctor, but can you think of a solution?"
"Can you come over to my house right away?"
"Only if you promise me to reach climax again."
I chuckled, "I think we've both been fixated on sex this whole time."
...
During the following two months, we were having sex every weekday and three times during the weekends. I instructed her in various positions, on different surfaces, and even outdoors. She was insatiable, and I was happy to accommodate. Her stunning body and willingness to try any position were simply fantastic.
Six months later, we got married. If we exclude our sleeping and eating times, our honeymoon in Vegas was an extended session of sexual ecstasy. We returned home to LA, tired but eager to continue our sexual trysts whenever we had the chance.
Our first year was the happiest we had ever experienced. The passion was intense, and we didn't need to speak much: Our bodies did all the conversing. However, in the second year, we started experiencing minor disagreements.
Joy was working as a junior software analyst for a small firm.
The sex was as incredible as ever, but managing household chores, setting our budget, and figuring out if we should have kids were causing conflicts.
I wasn't ready for this, but one day, when I came back home, I saw three large suitcases by the door. Joy was sitting on the couch with tears in her eyes, "Danny, I think it's time for me to go. Sex is incredible, but everything else is damaged. We can't talk to each other without arguing. I hate this life and plan on divorcing before we have children and cause them distress."
I pleaded with her to stay and promised to change, but she was steadfast. She wanted to leave. The divorce took place a few months later. Joy quit her job and vanished without informing me where she was going.
...
In the first month after the divorce, I was distraught.
One evening, Janet and Jerry invited me to a party. I was still downhearted, but with Janet's assistance, I met several girls. I began going out more frequently and eventually started feeling better about life.
When I wasn't restricted to having only one partner, I started seeing 2-3 women simultaneously. This may not have been the nicest thing to do, since many of them didn't know I was being intimate with others at the same time. But it felt liberating, like a free butterfly without the need to be tied down again.
Eventually, I came across other people who also felt this way - that life was short and should be enjoyed while we could. We formed a tight group, including sexual encounters with more than one partner.
...
On the occasion of my birthday, my phone rang. It was Joy, calling to congratulate me.
"Thank you," I said. "It's been years since we last spoke. Where do you live now, and how have you been?"
"I live in LA now. I was working in Boston until three months ago. I moved back because I couldn't find the right person to spend my time with."
"Was your job not satisfying enough? Or was the mentality of the people or culture different?"
"I was doing well in my job and got promoted to senior analyst. The workplace was pleasant. My problem was meeting the right person."
I chuckled, "Joy, if I remember correctly, the last time I saw you, you were very beautiful with a perfect body. You're smart and have a good job. You're the kind of woman any man would love to meet. So, why didn't things work out?"
"To be honest, you spoiled me," she said with a hint of sadness.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, you were my first boyfriend, husband, and sex partner. None of the men I dated since you have been able to satisfy me sexually."
"What are you suggesting? Are you coming back to LA because of me?"
"I'm not married, and I'm not even asking for exclusivity. The only thing I need is to feel your body against mine," she said in a low voice, longing.
"I've changed a lot in the last two years," I told her. "Nowadays, it's not just about sex with a woman. I engage in all sorts of activities, even threesomes and bondage."
She pleaded, "Danny, please. I need you. If you want to sleep with another woman, I'm fine with that. I just want to feel your body on top of mine and experience the sexual encounters we shared before."
I considered her suggestion. "Joy, I've got some news for you. A friend of mine, Blake, and I have made plans for a threesome with one of my ladies. Would you like to join?"
"Yes, I would," she responded eagerly.
"Does it matter to you how old or how he looks?"
"Danny, if you're there with me, I'll do anything you want with anyone."
I thought for a moment, then asked, "Is it okay with you if we bring another guy to the mix? You'd be with him as well?"
"If you promise me that I'll be with you, that's all that matters," she replied, her voice becoming more desperate.
"One other thing: With two men involved, the session may last longer, and there's a high chance all three of your holes will be used," I informed her.
"Danny, after being deprived of good sex for two years, more is just what I need," she said, resting her hand on her chest.
"Can you make it here by 10 am tomorrow?"
"I'll be there. Do you want me to bring anything? Wear anything special?"
"Just dress in a sexy manner and bring a positive attitude. By the way, Blake is a close friend, handsome, and we've had similar encounters before, so as long as you cooperate, you're likely to have a lot of fun."
We hung up the phone, and I got in touch with Blake, inviting him over to my place at 9:45 am. He asked me which girl we'd be inviting, to which I replied, "You'll find out when you get here."
He laughed, "You're a player, isn't cha? It's your ex-wife... No other woman you've mentioned to me more than once."
"Yep, make sure y'awl show up on time."
...
Saturday mornin', I shaved, cleaned up the homestead a bit, put on fresh sheets and towels, made sure the jacuzzi was prepped, and laid out some snacks, beers, red and white wines, and some fruit out on the kitchen table. I even added a few condoms, a tube of KY jelly, and a Jack Rabbit in the drawer by the bed.
Blake arrived punctually. He was rockin' a pair of clean jeans and a flannel shirt. Looked good. He was 34, 5'10", and weighed in at about 180 pounds of pure muscle. His rugged face, dark skin, and thick mane made him a popular guy amongst the girls. His easy-goin' demeanor and 7.5" cock were just the cherry on top...
I offered him a beer, and he asked about Joy. I knew we were pressed for time and told 'em, "Forget about the chance of a reunion and remarriage. She's after the sex she used to get from me. She's agreed to join in our games whatever they may be."
Just as I finished speakin' I heard a light tap on the door. Opened it up and she walked on in. Wearin' a short red dress that highlighted her C-cup boobies, her fine legs endin' with shiny red 4" heels. Smooched me on the cheek, then turned to Blake, "Hello, pleased t'meetcha. Ye're Blake? Y'all look mighty purty together."
Blake was hooked on her beauty and speakin' was havin' problems. Finally recovered, he quipped, "And what's your opinion of yours truly, Joy?"
She chuckled, "Was Dan right? He did talk about yer physical appearance and behavior, but he said we'd check the other thing out, too."
Us weirdos both jumped outta our skins. I pointed at him to sit at her side and filled her glass with more wine. She drained it faster than a Texan in a water park on a hot day. Returned me the empty glass, "Sorry, boys, needed that. Blake, tell me all about yerself."
"Met Dan a little over two months after you two split. He was all depressed, so was I after my wife died of cancer. We started gettin' out more, and eventually, joined by others, formed a pretty good group for get-togethers."
"Sounds cool."
I fired up some mood music, took her by the hand and we got goin' with some good ol' slow dancin'. As we rocked on the floor, she mumbled in my ear, "Blake's a cute guy. You said he was cool?" I replied, "Nope, I wouldn't bamboozle ya."
As the words left my mouth, I caught sight of Blake oglin' her beautiful rear end. I winked at him.
After the dance ended, Joy was suckin' down her second glass of vino, tryin' to take the edge off, while I planned to build the tone gently.
When she was ready to grab a seat, Blake asked her, "Wanna dance with me, too? When you're ready?"
"How 'bout right now?"
They kicked up their dancing, and before long, Joy's head was against his chest and her hands were wrapped around his neck. Her body was practically stickin' to his. He looked at me all confused and I gave him a thumbs-up. Watchin' these two share a slow dance, it was obvious that Joy's closeness turned Blake on, and he was hard as a rock. Whispered something in her ear. She looked back over at him for a few moments, then insistin' he put his face down near her chest. He chuckled and whispered back. They kept dancin', his bulging pants pressed against her soft stomach, with her nearly bare boobs squashed against his chest. Me bein' the third wheel, I slid in behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist, and joined them on the floor. She felt my hands, moved her rear on my rod, and began swingin' her rump back and forth, reminiscent of old times. My boyhood was stirrin', and turned into a naughty erection. Joys situated between the two of us.
We kept dancin' awhile then Joy stopped and looked at what was goin' on between us. Remarked to the lads, "Y'all need t'head to another room. Y'all think we should?"
He shot a glance my way, and I nodded, "I agree with Joy. Goin' back to the dancin' floor later if we wanna. Right now, Blake and I got a lil' somethin' goin' on."
She laughed, "Looks like the 'somethin' is pretty darn big."
Even though time was pressin' me, I couldn't resist a good double entendre. She giggled and asked, "The 'issues' aren't THAT small, huh?"
I couldn't help but admire Joy's change in behavior. Just before we split up, she was open to whatever I suggested, as long as we were the only ones involved. Now, she seemed ecstatic to have Blake present. Was it the influence of the alcohol? Was she so eager to have sex with me that she was willing to act against her nature? Had she changed so much in the last two years that anything-goes sex has become her new motto? I was intrigued to discover the truth but, regardless, pleased with the outcome.
As we made our way to the bedroom, Joy winked at me, "Dan, dear, you've seen my body before. Blake hasn't. I think he's too polite to ask for a show. Will you assist me in undressing for your friend? Take your time. I want to watch him witness my body and see if he enjoys what he sees. Blake, Dan is going to undress me, but before he starts, take off your clothes and just wear your underwear. This way, I'll be able to judge better your level of arousal and desire. Is that okay, sweetheart?"
Blake's face turned rosy as he removed his shirt and pants and only had his underwear on. His member was already halfway up and was just below the waistband. I sat on the bed's edge, and I moved behind Joy.
I unzipped her dress, and it slowly slipped off her shoulders and down to her waist. The nude-colored silk bra covered her lower part of her breasts, showing off the creamy upper halves. As I continued unzipping her, the dress loosened more, finally hitting the soft rug. Her low-cut panties revealed a beautiful belly button, pierced with a small ring.
Joy's eyes were focused on Blake, alternating between his face and groin. While I slowly undid her dress, I noticed his cock continued growing, and it bent at an extreme angle due to the pressure on the waistband. Next, I unhooked her pretty bra. Joy smiled at Blake and jiggled her breasts a bit. Seconds later, the bra lay on the floor alongside the dress. Her exposed tits swayed, showing off her swollen nipples.
Blake licked his lips and gazed at the irresistibly alluring image. I knew how he felt - many years ago, I felt the same when she undressed for me. Blake's pole grew more, to an angle that could have torn his briefs.
Joy laughed, "Blake dear, this position may be risky for your precious member. Please remove your underwear and let it breathe."
He let out a sigh of relief and took off his briefs. His thick phallus jutted upward, and the head protruded above his waistline.
I pulled down Joy's panties, and Blake's shrub twitched.
Joy looked at his face, "Oh, honey, it seems you like what you see. I heard from Dan that you'll join us and applied red lipstick. I thought you'd enjoy watching his former wife's red lips suck on your magnificent appendage. Was I right?"
I must admit I've seen Blake a few times before during our acts together, but never seen him like this. He appeared frozen, mesmerized by Joy's delightful performance. He swallowed his saliva.
Joy, now completely naked, moved forward and knelt before him. Gently, she caressed his expanding member. "Oh, my! That's a real gem. May I use it as a pacifier? My mouth may be too small, but I'd like to try." He remained silent and fixed on her.
Shortly thereafter, she shifted her head to me and whispered, "Dan, if you'd like to take the chance to explore my body from behind, go ahead."
And she didn't waste a moment. His long dick soon disappeared into her mouth. I moved behind her, and my fingers explored her wet pussy. It was gushing with desire.
After her sizzling display, my swollen cock was pointing to the sky. I aimed it at her vagina's opening and drove it all the way in. She moaned but continued sucking his organ. She stopped when there was two inches left, and her face started moving up and down on his shaft.
Blake's expression showed he wouldn't last long. My left hand grabbed her left nipple and started pinching it, while my right hand found her clitoris and stimulated it roughly. A miracle occurred - Joy's climax happened simultaneously with Blake's. My own orgasm kicked in a few seconds later, and I ejaculated within her tight sheath. As I reached my peak, I saw Joy's hand gripping Blake's penis, and her lips sucking the cum as it spilled into her mouth.
I paused to ponder how, in the midst of a monumental climax, she could pay such close attention to pleasing him like that...
Blake woke up and I told the guys, "The jacuzzi is all set for us. This is a perfect spot to unwind and munch on snacks and drinks."
Blake and I stepped into the bubbly water, and I enquired, "How do you feel so far?"
He chuckled, "Joy is incredibly sexy. Her body is mind-blowing, and as a relatively religious person, I think God created her body, specifically for sex."
"I concur. When I first met her, she was a virgin. I needed some time to teach her to enjoy sex, but seeing her now, she acts like a highly trained sex worker, no offense meant."
He giggled, "I can tell she enjoys teasing us. What's your plan for the next phase?"
"I'd like a DP - I'll take the front and you take the back."
"Dan, it sounds fabulous. I imagine her anus is rather small. I adore fucking tight holes!"
Joy emerged from the bathroom beaming, "Guys, didn't you wait for me?" She gingerly got into the hot water, her divine breasts swaying from side to side.
Blake giggled, "Joy, honey, I see your beautiful breasts are working hard to maintain themselves. Can I assist by holding them for you?"
"Blake, darling, any help is appreciated. In the meantime, if you can suggest a solution to the itch I've been experiencing in my coochie since I got out of the shower, I'll be extremely thankful."
Shortly after, our bodies intertwined in the jacuzzi. It wasn't the act of making love, but a game of hooking, pinching, twisting, stroking, and licking. Joy, as expected, was the focus of the action. Her body parts were continuously manipulated, and her hands were continuously busy with our manhood. It didn't take long for us to become hard once more. She chuckled, "Masters, are you ever satisfied? Do you believe a young woman can handle taking on two men? Shall I call 911 and inquire if there's a hero who can rescue me from your hungry cocks?"
"Sorry, darling. It's too late. Your mother did advise you about not playing with fire, right?"
She murmured, "She did say that, but as an adult, I thought the risk would be lower."
We dried up and retreated to my bedroom.
I lay on my back with my legs open. Joy already knew what to do. She straddled my legs further, crawled over my legs, and started performing one of her unique oral sex acts. Blake moved behind her and started massaging her breasts. She recognized my expanding member and her hand shifted back, giving him a hand job. Their oral and manual jobs worked wonders. Blake and I were rock-solid in no time.
Next, I lifted her up and positioned myself on top of me, thrusting my member into her wet vagina while hammering her pussy at a steady speed. Then, I pulled her thighs slightly forward. Meanwhile, Blake applied lubrication on his penis and Joy's anus and penetrated her anus with his thumb. He swirled his thumb inside her sphincter a couple of times before inserting his penis. She moaned, knowing exactly what was about to happen. She turned her head to Blake and whispered, "Just do it. I've fantasized about double penetration for over a year and would love to experience it tonight."
Blake withdrew his finger and carefully pushed his erect penis into her well-lubricated backside. Although his penis was longer than mine, it was thinner and slid in easily. With my penis in her pussy and his in her rectum, it felt congested down there. Our manhood moved against one another, creating an extraordinary sensation. I bent my neck and sucked on her firm nipple while entering and leaving her vagina. Blake played with her clitoris while his penis delighted in the constraint of her sphincter. He was prepared to climax.
Joy climaxed first, resulting in seizures and crying out. Blake came soon after, feeling her sphincter contracting on his penis during her intense orgasm. Watching my partners cumming together ignited my arousal. I could feel my testicles contracting, releasing my seed into my urethra, and then I climaxed in Joy's vagina for a major ecstasy.
When he finished, Blake slowly pulled out, rolled over, and proclaimed, "Lady, you are stunning. On a scale of 0 to 10, I'd rank your performance at a 12! If you ever crave a reprise, let me know. You'll find out Formula 1's driving records will be broken..."
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