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Joy is a petite, mature Filipina. Ever since moving to Hawaii, I've had a thing for Filipinas. Especially the ones with spunk and ambition. Joy was such a woman.
"What do you do, when your'e not working?" she asked. She ran a shop out of her garage. Titled "Joy Store".
Innocent enough question, I thought.
I was picking up my week's supply of papaya and bananas. I always loved the name..."Joy Store"...conjured images of acquiring things that brought me unbridled joy. Slightly illicit. More joy than was legal. More than you expected. Any more and it'd be i*****l.
I mumbled something about pulling weeds and doing chores.
She smiled. And licked her lips. Looked at me with a slightly wicked smile.
"I could use some help with 'chores' around here," she purred.
I took my bag and drove home, fantasizing about what kind of chores she had in mind.
My next visit clarified things.
We engaged in idle chit-chat as I fumbled with my wallet. I learned her son was running for County Council. She handed me a flyer that proved it. He was at school, studying to be an accountant. On the GI Bill. God bless America. But she didn't want him signing up for another tour of duty. Wanted him home...safe. Can't get much safer than that, huh?
She bagged my papayas, and handed me my change. Told me her husband was doing his yard service today, even though it was raining. Didn't expect him home for several hours. Her eyebrows arched meaningfully as she gave me that information. Her son was at his class. Wouldn't be home till tonight. Her face fell...lonely and forlorn.
She knew I was still trying to figure out exactly why she wanted to know what I did when I wasn't at work. On a previous visit, I had expressed admiration for the palatial digs she lived in.
"Would you like a tour?" she asked.
Of course I was interested. Curious. Intrigued.
Her tour started with the gracious lanai. They spent most of their time here, she explained. family time, she added. A big screen TV dominated one end of the lanai. "Bet you can watch some amazing movies on THIS" I speculated aloud.
She smiled. A joke I wasn't privy to.
"Is this where you relax and unwind?" I wondered aloud.
She smiled again. Inscrutable. But salacious.
She led me into the house. Past the fabulous kitchen. Stainless steel and granite. Past the gracious living room. Past the spacious formal dining room. "We hardly ever use this room" she explained. Only for special family gatherings and holidays. We went down the hall. Toward the private side of the house. Where personal things happen. Things you don't advertise. Or explain.
She waved dismissively at her son's room. And her daughter's room. And we came to the end of the hall.
"THIS", she announced dramatically, "is where we watch AMAZING movies!" And I stepped into the master bedroom.
Large. Spacious. No...HUGE!! A large-screen TV on one wall. Even larger then the lanai. A king-size bed. Four poster - (I counted!).
"We watch our 'amazing movies' here!" she exclaimed.
She giggled that I looked so puzzled.
"Here...let me show you."
She picked up the remote, and waved dismissively at the bed. I assumed I was to relax. So I did. She pressed buttons. I fluffed a pillow to support my head. And swallowed my heart as the 'movie' started.
The larger-than-life head of a woman - who looked a LOT like Joy - was lowering her lips onto a larger-than-life erection. The real-life Joy perched demurely on the edge of the bed.
I watched, dumbstruck, as the lips on screen wrapped around that erection. I was too entranced to look at Joy. But I could see out of the corner of my eye she was enjoying the effect the movie was having on me. First, the cockhead...then the next inch...then, the next inch, disappeared into the onscreen mouth. I held my breath as each length of cock was sucked into that wanting mouth.
I stirred uncomfortably. Shifted my weight to allow my rapidly arising cock room to grow. I heard Joy chortle. I stole a quick glance at her. She was waiting. "I thought you might enjoy this" she purred.
That was all it took. I had a full, raging, erection. The only thing to do was stand back. I had no idea how big it would get.
"I think you like this!" she chortled.
As I shifted again, she said, "Here...let me help you".
And leaned over to undo my pants. Her hand slipped down inside my waistband, cupping my fully aroused member.
I hung my head back and moaned. She murmured something pleasant. I couldn't make it out. But, the next thing I knew, her hand had snaked under my briefs, and I felt skin on skin contact. My cock danced in her warm hand. "Oooohh, nice!" she murmured. I lifted my head and glanced at her. She was intent on extracting my erection from my underwear. I glanced for a moment at the screen. The cock on screen had disappeared completely into her mouth, and her cheeks were bulging. She squealed with delight as she uncovered my cock.
And before I even had time to fantasize, those flesh and blood lips were nibbling my manhood. She scooted around on the bed and positioned herself between my legs. Partially blocking my view of the video screen. But, THIS was MUCH, MUCH better!
I watched her head bob up and down, her long, black hair cascading around my hips. Hiding her magic act in a secret tent. But my sensitive dick faithfully relayed every little sensation to my brain. I felt her lips nibble tenderly on just the tip of my cock. Felt her teeth nip gingerly, then her tongue gently soothe the sting. And then I felt my cock being enveloped in a hot, hot oven. And I realized she had almost my entire shaft in her mouth. Then I heard a slight gurgle-like sound, and felt tremendous pressure on my cockhead. When I felt her nose hit my pubic hair, I realized what she had done. I groaned. My pelvic muscles were contracted into a cramp that could only be relieved with an orgasm. I couldn't help myself, I thrust myself at her. She let me. Rode my cock with her mouth and throat. I got so excited, dammit, I bucked her off! She lifted her head off my cock, looked up at me with a devilish grin, than sat up straight. Her hands kept my cock company.
"You like my amazing video?" she smiled. I nodded. Her thumb was pressing against my peehole, making little circles around it, all the while her fingers held my slick shaft. Involuntarily, my hips started pumping into her handjob. "Relax!" she breathed. "Enjoy!"
I couldn't help myself. "Oh, JOY!" I cried. And my hips bucked again. "I'm gonna have to come shopping at your Joy Store a LOT more often!!" A clumsy attempt at wit. My pelvic thrusts were completely reflexive now. If she didn't stop this - and soon - I'd be depositing a load of jizz all over her hands.
"Let me do the work!" she cooed. She pressed the palm of one hand onto my thigh, holding me down gently. Even as the other hand picked up the pace of pumping my shaft. I tried, without much success, to relax. The pulses of lust at the base of my cock were coming closer and closer together. She was using her thumb to stroke the bulging vein on the underside of my prick.
She looked me dead in the eye. Her hand was jacking me furiously. "Tell me when you're going to cum." she instructed. "I want it all in my mouth!"
I couldn't speak. All I could do was moan. But I managed to nod my head. My explosion was imminent. I nodded harder.
"Now?" she asked.
My head looked like a bobble-head. I caught a glimpse of her licking her lips as she lowered her head once more to my groin. At the very instant I felt her hot mouth close over my cock, the first thick rope of cum exploded out. She hummed happily as another and another stream came pulsing out. When my cock finally stopped jerking, she sucked ever so slightly, and lifted her head off me. Her lips were closed firmly, but she was smiling radiantly. She slipped off the bed and scurried into the bathroom. Came back out carrying a paper cup. Sat next to my exhausted body on the bed, brought the cup to her chin, and let my cum dribble out of her mouth, rolling over her lips, then sliding down her chin, till it dropped off, and into the cup.
"THAT'S going in my collection!"
I lay there in wonder, meditating on what a PERFECT name she had picked for her store.
"What do you do, when your'e not working?" she asked. She ran a shop out of her garage. Titled "Joy Store".
Innocent enough question, I thought.
I was picking up my week's supply of papaya and bananas. I always loved the name..."Joy Store"...conjured images of acquiring things that brought me unbridled joy. Slightly illicit. More joy than was legal. More than you expected. Any more and it'd be i*****l.
I mumbled something about pulling weeds and doing chores.
She smiled. And licked her lips. Looked at me with a slightly wicked smile.
"I could use some help with 'chores' around here," she purred.
I took my bag and drove home, fantasizing about what kind of chores she had in mind.
My next visit clarified things.
We engaged in idle chit-chat as I fumbled with my wallet. I learned her son was running for County Council. She handed me a flyer that proved it. He was at school, studying to be an accountant. On the GI Bill. God bless America. But she didn't want him signing up for another tour of duty. Wanted him home...safe. Can't get much safer than that, huh?
She bagged my papayas, and handed me my change. Told me her husband was doing his yard service today, even though it was raining. Didn't expect him home for several hours. Her eyebrows arched meaningfully as she gave me that information. Her son was at his class. Wouldn't be home till tonight. Her face fell...lonely and forlorn.
She knew I was still trying to figure out exactly why she wanted to know what I did when I wasn't at work. On a previous visit, I had expressed admiration for the palatial digs she lived in.
"Would you like a tour?" she asked.
Of course I was interested. Curious. Intrigued.
Her tour started with the gracious lanai. They spent most of their time here, she explained. family time, she added. A big screen TV dominated one end of the lanai. "Bet you can watch some amazing movies on THIS" I speculated aloud.
She smiled. A joke I wasn't privy to.
"Is this where you relax and unwind?" I wondered aloud.
She smiled again. Inscrutable. But salacious.
She led me into the house. Past the fabulous kitchen. Stainless steel and granite. Past the gracious living room. Past the spacious formal dining room. "We hardly ever use this room" she explained. Only for special family gatherings and holidays. We went down the hall. Toward the private side of the house. Where personal things happen. Things you don't advertise. Or explain.
She waved dismissively at her son's room. And her daughter's room. And we came to the end of the hall.
"THIS", she announced dramatically, "is where we watch AMAZING movies!" And I stepped into the master bedroom.
Large. Spacious. No...HUGE!! A large-screen TV on one wall. Even larger then the lanai. A king-size bed. Four poster - (I counted!).
"We watch our 'amazing movies' here!" she exclaimed.
She giggled that I looked so puzzled.
"Here...let me show you."
She picked up the remote, and waved dismissively at the bed. I assumed I was to relax. So I did. She pressed buttons. I fluffed a pillow to support my head. And swallowed my heart as the 'movie' started.
The larger-than-life head of a woman - who looked a LOT like Joy - was lowering her lips onto a larger-than-life erection. The real-life Joy perched demurely on the edge of the bed.
I watched, dumbstruck, as the lips on screen wrapped around that erection. I was too entranced to look at Joy. But I could see out of the corner of my eye she was enjoying the effect the movie was having on me. First, the cockhead...then the next inch...then, the next inch, disappeared into the onscreen mouth. I held my breath as each length of cock was sucked into that wanting mouth.
I stirred uncomfortably. Shifted my weight to allow my rapidly arising cock room to grow. I heard Joy chortle. I stole a quick glance at her. She was waiting. "I thought you might enjoy this" she purred.
That was all it took. I had a full, raging, erection. The only thing to do was stand back. I had no idea how big it would get.
"I think you like this!" she chortled.
As I shifted again, she said, "Here...let me help you".
And leaned over to undo my pants. Her hand slipped down inside my waistband, cupping my fully aroused member.
I hung my head back and moaned. She murmured something pleasant. I couldn't make it out. But, the next thing I knew, her hand had snaked under my briefs, and I felt skin on skin contact. My cock danced in her warm hand. "Oooohh, nice!" she murmured. I lifted my head and glanced at her. She was intent on extracting my erection from my underwear. I glanced for a moment at the screen. The cock on screen had disappeared completely into her mouth, and her cheeks were bulging. She squealed with delight as she uncovered my cock.
And before I even had time to fantasize, those flesh and blood lips were nibbling my manhood. She scooted around on the bed and positioned herself between my legs. Partially blocking my view of the video screen. But, THIS was MUCH, MUCH better!
I watched her head bob up and down, her long, black hair cascading around my hips. Hiding her magic act in a secret tent. But my sensitive dick faithfully relayed every little sensation to my brain. I felt her lips nibble tenderly on just the tip of my cock. Felt her teeth nip gingerly, then her tongue gently soothe the sting. And then I felt my cock being enveloped in a hot, hot oven. And I realized she had almost my entire shaft in her mouth. Then I heard a slight gurgle-like sound, and felt tremendous pressure on my cockhead. When I felt her nose hit my pubic hair, I realized what she had done. I groaned. My pelvic muscles were contracted into a cramp that could only be relieved with an orgasm. I couldn't help myself, I thrust myself at her. She let me. Rode my cock with her mouth and throat. I got so excited, dammit, I bucked her off! She lifted her head off my cock, looked up at me with a devilish grin, than sat up straight. Her hands kept my cock company.
"You like my amazing video?" she smiled. I nodded. Her thumb was pressing against my peehole, making little circles around it, all the while her fingers held my slick shaft. Involuntarily, my hips started pumping into her handjob. "Relax!" she breathed. "Enjoy!"
I couldn't help myself. "Oh, JOY!" I cried. And my hips bucked again. "I'm gonna have to come shopping at your Joy Store a LOT more often!!" A clumsy attempt at wit. My pelvic thrusts were completely reflexive now. If she didn't stop this - and soon - I'd be depositing a load of jizz all over her hands.
"Let me do the work!" she cooed. She pressed the palm of one hand onto my thigh, holding me down gently. Even as the other hand picked up the pace of pumping my shaft. I tried, without much success, to relax. The pulses of lust at the base of my cock were coming closer and closer together. She was using her thumb to stroke the bulging vein on the underside of my prick.
She looked me dead in the eye. Her hand was jacking me furiously. "Tell me when you're going to cum." she instructed. "I want it all in my mouth!"
I couldn't speak. All I could do was moan. But I managed to nod my head. My explosion was imminent. I nodded harder.
"Now?" she asked.
My head looked like a bobble-head. I caught a glimpse of her licking her lips as she lowered her head once more to my groin. At the very instant I felt her hot mouth close over my cock, the first thick rope of cum exploded out. She hummed happily as another and another stream came pulsing out. When my cock finally stopped jerking, she sucked ever so slightly, and lifted her head off me. Her lips were closed firmly, but she was smiling radiantly. She slipped off the bed and scurried into the bathroom. Came back out carrying a paper cup. Sat next to my exhausted body on the bed, brought the cup to her chin, and let my cum dribble out of her mouth, rolling over her lips, then sliding down her chin, till it dropped off, and into the cup.
"THAT'S going in my collection!"
I lay there in wonder, meditating on what a PERFECT name she had picked for her store.
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