I own Joyce Chapter 3 Orgy at the Hampton Motel
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The next day Claire and her boss were back in the office. I was hoping to get a few minutes alone with Claire to ask her about Honeybee but I was beaten to the punch when I was summoned to her boss’s office. Claire gave me a knowing smirk as I passed her desk. “Come in and close the door,” said Joyce Brunt, waving me towards a chair. Joyce was the Office Manager. In terms of pay and place on the greasy pole, her position was relatively moderate. But in terms of influence, she was on a par...
Don spent the summer going back to college taking the two courses he needed to get his Master’s degree. The degree once attained would result in a nice bump up in pay. On the weekends he would play some golf with a few friends. He was able to maintain a seven handicap but it was getting harder and harder for him to do that. He knew he needed to spend time on the practice range and play more golf than he was doing to keep that handicap. Don thought this summer had just flown by as next Monday...
Friday night has been traditionally spent going out with the guys and over the course of the evening discussing what the plans were for the weekend. After one beer at the local watering hole it was decided to go over Pete's house to play some cards. Bob Lacy had no interest in playing cards but he would go and watch the card game and after a while head for home. There was a varsity basketball game tomorrow which was against what was called a "fish" team. That's a team which is put on the...
Bob Lacy hadn't followed up with Joyce because he felt a little guilty about the date he had with her. None of his friends knew that Bob had dated her. Whenever her name was brought up in a conversation, it was always mentioned that she was Mark's girl. Bob knew Mark pretty well and he didn't want to get involved in breaking up that relationship by him going out with Joyce. Joyce had shown that she was a good lover, but there were a lot of good lovers out there. Joyce had been insistent...
June 1978 Saturday morning was tough because of the previous night’s dream. I took a long shower and ate breakfast. I tried to talk to Mom at breakfast but she was still not speaking to me. Something had to give. I’d go to church again the following day as a ‘peace offering’. Maybe that would help. Dad drove me to the deli because Joyce would be picking me up there for our date. Work was better because we were catering a Knights of Columbus lunch. That meant that I spent time doing things...
Joyce Andrews pulled her bulging duffel bag out of the back of the rented Cadillac and slammed the trunk closed. It was a gloriously warm and sunny Sunday afternoon. Slinging the strap over her shoulder, she waved goodbye to her mother and walked slowly down the sidewalk to the doorway of the dorm complex. A volunteer met her at the front desk and handed her a welcome package: a pink box that said 'Good Stuff' on the top and sides. "Hi, my name's Marci," the girl said, glancing at...
When Joyce was in high school, she looked much different. She never wore a skirt, a bra, or heels. She had short hair and a bad complexion. At that period in time, Joyce did not shave her legs or her underarms, and no one she knew saw it as at all unusual. This is not to say that Joyce was a slob; as a matter of fact, she often showered at least three times a day. Once in the morning before school, once after football practice, and once after her evening workout. Yes, Joyce played...
Authors note: This is a true story; I knew both Al and Joyce (not their real names). Before they moved away Al was a complete cuckold. Joyce was truly a cum slut. If you liked this I can continue telling you of their 18 month relationship with John. Please give me some feedback. Al and Joyce had purchased a three-story condo in the city. As the entire unit need renovation it worked out well for Al, being a security geek, he had to have every room wired for sound and video. He had it hooked up...
“I need my twenty bucks, you got it?” “Uh, you said I had till Saturday to pay it back, I don’t get paid at work until Friday, I don’t have it.” “I know I said you could give it back Saturday but I really need some money today, do you have any? Five bucks maybe?” “Huh! I only have a ten.” “Come on Joyce, I really need it.” She gave in “Shit. Okay give me my bag.” Her shoulder bag was setting on the top of her dresser so I reached up to grab it. I picked it up but one of the handles was...
Joyce by Karen Elizabeth L. (Karentv720) My family and I had just moved to Norville now that I had finished college. I figured that with top grades from a very good Engineering school I'd be swamped with job offers. At least that's what I thought! In reality I had been out of school for almost a year and although I had many interviews in that time I had not had a single offer of a job! Now however I felt that luck would finally be on my side. Dad had a friend who ran one of...
It is Friday morning 7:00 am. I drive up to Joyce’s house in my friend’s 1959 Ford Galaxie 500 Sunliner. It is a hardtop convertible. I put the top down for two reasons; it is a warm day and Joyce loves the wind in her hair as we drive. Her long blond hair always looks beautiful blowing in the wind or spread around my lap as she gives me a blowjob. Joyce is waiting outside for me excited to be going on this weekend. It is all she can talk about. To her friends she tells them it is four days of...
Group SexJoyce drove home from work wishing that she could find some way to unwind from a long and stressful week, knowing that when she walked into the house, she was going to have to cook dinner, care for her k**s, and take care of the normal household chores, and whatever else that might come up. She took a deep breath before opening the door and walking inside, but to her own disbelief, the house looked to have already been cleaned and dinner for two was on the table and her husband Barry stood in...
Authors note: This is a true story; I knew both Al and Joyce (not their real names). Before they moved away Al was a complete cuckold. Joyce was truly a cum slut. It’s important to read the first episode so you understand how Al and Joyce are evolving. Thanks for the encouragement. Right on time John called Joyce Friday afternoon, “hey babe, how are you?” “Hi honey, I’m really great still a little sore but I’m not walking funny anymore.” “Well that’s good because I told my wife I was going...
February 1978 On Saturday, following my Friday date with Kellie, I went to work as usual. Once again I used the time to think. This time I was trying to figure out how I could meet Kellie and not have to hide or rush or anything like that. I didn’t have a good solution. Even if I could drive, that wouldn’t help much. The back seat of a car just didn’t hold any attraction for me. Except for with Mary, I’d always done it in a bed. I was keeping busy around the deli but there were no customers...
Joyce lay on top of the bed staring at the ceiling. She had watched the clock go round for three whole hours. Two cars had started up within that time, one almost immediately after she got back to her bedroom, and the other one two hours later. An hour ago she had heard Robbie in the shower, then twenty minutes later heard a door down stairs slam shut. All was quiet. She slipped into the ensuite and started the power shower. She cleaned her teeth and looked at her clouded reflection in the...
Tom and Joyce ? The Early Days As Tom watchedthe last of Watson Watson's ten-inch cock bury itself between the welted cheeksof his wife, Joyce, who was bound spread-eagle fashion to the bed, he thoughtabout the first time he had ever laid eyes on her. You talk about a mess. Thatwas Joyce. He had beeninvited to a sorority pledge event to check out the new meat. Although no scholar,Tom was well known on campus thanks to his impressive cock and his naturaltalent for using...
For Joyce and Al things seemed good. Joyce now had two cocks servicing her on a weekly schedule. When they were able to show up together she was in pure sexual ecstasy. Al had finally come to terms with being bi-sexual, once he did he gave John and Alex both blow jobs. One Saturday after a Friday night of DPing they all sat in the kitchen drinking coffee, they were discussing whether Joyce or Al sucked a better cock. Finally, to end the bickering Joyce turned and looked at the three of them,...
The smell of sausages cooking stoked Joyce's senses into coming to life. She looked around and saw Robbie working at the barbecue, Sylvia lying on a sunbed, dosing, and just coming through the kitchen door was a very embarrassed looking Steve. She didn't know how long she had been asleep, but she felt better for it. Her mind was slightly clearer but something's were still fuddled. Her dream was still cloudy, but she was sure their were issues to resolve she felt she wasn't well enough to face...
"Pour some wine Joyce I'm gagging here girl"As if by autopilot, Joyce opened the screw top bottle of very chilled white wine and poured two glasses. "Arrrggghh. That's better" said Sylvia as she took a long gulp of the refreshing Sauvignon Blanc. "Been looking forward to that" Joyce sipped her drink and watched her friend finish off drying her hair. "So...what have you been up to today....anything exciting. You shipped a nice well hung black stud in while I've been working...eh Joyce...
Robbie left the house at midday. He had a regular slot on a Sunday from 1230 till 1330 on some specialist machinery at his local gym. Joyce went back to bed and tried to sleep a little, before everybody returned. She nearly succeeded. After Robbie had made love to her in the shower they had had an uneasy breakfast in the kitchen. She had made a pot of tea for herself and Robbie wanted orange juice. They were both still naked, at Robbies insistence, and she felt very uncomfortable walking round...
Sylvia and Joyce spent a lazy morning lolling around in there dressing gowns, catching up on the lost years. Steve was away golfing till tomorrow evening, and Robbie was at the gym. They planned on going into town for a look around the shops and do a little retail therapy. Girly stuff. Sylvia tried to keep the conversation as lite as possible, trying to avoid subjects that involved marriage.... Joyce was enjoying her reunion and tried to stay positive. They were both trying hard. At eleven they...
Joyce woke with a start from an alcoholic induced sleep. She opened her eyes not knowing where she was or what had disturbed her. The curtains were drawn and it was pitch black. She heard a man belching followed by the unmistakeable sound of a toilet seat banging and a full bladder being emptied into the bowl. A door closed and then it went quiet. Joyce Dickinson's marriage had disintegrated when her husband, Garry, of 18 years decided that he wanted c***dren, and couldn't stay with Joyce...
“Can we do it again soon Sarah? I would love to have your man and you could have mine,” Lara whispered as I escorted her and her man to the car park. “Would love to soon, very soon,” I whispered back as we kissed goodbye. “And perhaps just you and one of you girlfriends one day soon?” You can read all about that encounter in my story SARAH WATCHES ANOTHER MAN HAVE HER MAN. Three weeks later while my man is away, and by coincidence hers, Lara has invited me to her condo to meet Joyce at two...
It was one in the morning when Joyce thought to check her phone. For weeks she had been obsessed with checking to see if there were any messages from her ex,,saying he wanted her backs, or some other such fantasy. "Mums left her phone at home aunty Joyce. Steves been rained off and is coming home at nine tonight." It read. She looked at her watch and saw the time, realising that Sylvia was four hours overdue to be home to welcome her husband home. Sylvia read the message and giggled. She put...
I couldn’t stop thinking about Joyce after the raiders game Last Sunday at Jack’s. I had to see her again. I didn’t care if Jack was home or not just the chance to see her again was worth making up a reason to go to Jack’s.I drove up to the laundromat and parked. I walked up to the side door. I hit the buzzer.Bbbbzzzz “hello?” It was Joyce. My heart fluttered.“Hey Joyce its Jay!”“Oh heeeeeyy Jay come on up”. She sounded so sexy even on the crappy speaker.I went up the super hot stairs in a...
I couldn’t stop thinking about Joyce after the raiders game Last Sunday at Jack’s. I had to see her again. I didn’t care if Jack was home or not just the chance to see her again was worth making up a reason to go to Jack’s.I drove up to the laundromat and parked. I walked up to the side door. I hit the buzzer.Bbbbzzzz “hello?” It was Joyce. My heart fluttered.“Hey Joyce its Jay!”“Oh heeeeeyy Jay come on up”. She sounded so sexy even on the crappy speaker.I went up the super hot stairs in a...
Robbie briefly contemplated making dinner. Briefly. He'd never made a meal in his life and being a self-centred teenager didn't see why he should start now. It was woman's work. His contribution to the end of Joyce's working day would be to bend her over the back of the chair and ease some of her built up 'tension'. He'd run her a bath.....A small gesture, but, he knew women appreciated such things. At 530pm he heard a car pull on the drive, dashed upstairs, started the bath running. then was...
SEVEN ASIAN BLOWJOBS IN SEVEN DAYSVOTE FOR THE BESTPLEASE SEE:- INTRO AND DAY ONE – MEI- DAY TWO – EMI- DAY THREE – YUZMIN- DAY FOUR – YONG-JAEDAY FIVE – JOYCEJoyce looked like a calm, normal Asian girl. After the last three days, I was looking forward to normalcy. My body ached, and my nose hurt like hell. The man in the suit had brought a doctor over from the mainland the night before, but I had to take some painkillers and other stuff to reduce the swelling. Joyce had a pleasing bit of...
Joyce was a pretty girl not beautiful like her sister who was 7 years older. She had a brother who is the same age as I am. Joyce is 17 years old soon to be 18. She is 6 feet 4 inches tall. She has 34-19-32 measurements with an AA cup. To say she was thin is putting it mildly. She was skinny. She was a master at having sex. She could/would do anything that involved sex. She was not a nymphomaniac but loved sex. Her older sister Kathryn (Kate) was considered a slut. She was beautiful and had...
Joyce was a pretty girl not beautiful like her sister who was 7 years older. She had a brother who is the same age as I am. Joyce is 17 years old soon to be 18. She is 6 feet 4 inches tall. She has 34-19-32 measurements with an AA cup. To say she was thin is putting it mildly. She was skinny. She was a master at having sex. She could/would do anything that involved sex. She was not a nymphomaniac but loved sex. Her older sister Kathryn (Kate) was considered a slut. She was beautiful and had...
First TimeIt was two day ago that I happened to bump in to Joyce at our local A&P diy store, she was my ex girlfriend’s mother, twenty five years ago. I ended up taking her home with a lot of paint and somehow said I would help her put it on the walls on my next day off.It is now nine o clock and I am being invited in to my ex girlfriend’s mothers kitchen on my day off, unsure what she think’s about us two ending up in her bed together the other day.“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want too,”...
It took a couple of weeks for us to get together with Terry, work schedules made it difficult. But it gave Joyce and I a chance to talk more about it, what she wanted and what I wanted to do also. She had never had two men at the same time before and every time we talked about it, she would ask a bunch of questions. Like who was going to do what and what was she supposed to do. When I told her that I wanted to stick my cock up her ass while Terry fucked her pussy she got a bit nervous, she had...
My wife Joyce was a virgin when we married and I might as well have been one considering how little sexual experience I had. The novelty of sex itself kept us pretty occupied for the first couple of years. Most of our experimenting was along the lines of position changes - going from missionary to doggie style was a big thing for us. Thanksgiving dinner at my brother's house changed all that for us. Thanksgiving dinner was a rotating family affair. One year my sister had the family over, then...
My wife Susan and I both work. We have a nice home, and live a good life. My job a while back required me to work the 3-11 shift. So when I’m home, my wife is already in bed asleep. Some times I slip quietly in bed and fuck her, but my wife does not like being awakened an hour or two after she’s fallen asleep.My wife’s Mom Joyce lives in an apartment complex, and for the last two years she has brought her laundry over to the house and did some light housekeeping during the week. Once I changed...
Robbie awoke to the same noise that disturbed his close neighbour. A whirring and whooping sound that seemed to be coming from right over the house signalled to people who knew, that a helicopter was in the proximity. There was the choice of two explanations for this. One, the police were looking for someone or something, and two, Air Sea Rescue. Probably the formed, thought Robbie,,at this time on a Saturday night Sunday morning. Joice heard the same noise and needed a pee. She also had a...
Joyce woke up at 0630 on Monday morning not feeling very well. Her mouth felt like she'd eaten a bag of peanuts and her head was full of hand grenades. She turned over and met the gaze of the Pearson who had contributed to her bodily state. "Morning gorgeous, you ready""For what?""Your funny!.... Sex of course...you've shagged me all night. Your fucking insatiable""How many times?" "One less than mum so far""Oh....whys my mouth feel so....salty.""You've swallowed my cum..... twice""Really!......
Through all that Jennifer has stayed a true and steady friend. So even though we met in school and could easily have drifted apart, we just stayed close. I always think of her when I see a funny meme, or I get a random fact stuck in my head. At thirty four my circle of friends has significantly shrunk. Especially after my divorces. My ex apparently bad mouthed me all over town and my so called friends look down their noses at me now when I see them. Anyhow, It’s Saturday and I get up and...
It’s Saturday! I thought to myself as I awoke to the sun shining into my window through slightly cracked blinds. Saturday is the day I always spend with my best friend Jennifer. We have been friends for years and stayed friends through my teenage pregnancy as well as two subsequent divorces. Through all that Jennifer has stayed a true and steady friend. So even though we met in school and could easily have drifted apart, we just stayed close. I always think of her when I see a funny meme, or I...
I pushed my nervous lover onto the bed. She didn't like initiating, so I always took the lead, which of course I didn't mind. Joyce had her arms close to her chest, defensively, staring up at me with her innocent doe eyes. Her face was flushed from our make-out session a moment ago when I suggested we take it to my room. My red lipstick dotted her face.God, I wanted her.I reached a hand up her shirt, forcing her arms away, stroking her over her bra. She looked away, shyly, closing her...
LesbianJoyce and I were together from 1980 til 1992.. When we got together she looked like she could pass for much younger, she was only four foot nine, and a very cute face with 36 B cup titties. She enjoyed showing off the fact that you could put a pencil under her tit and it would fall out because her tits were so firm. A fact that she proved to most of my friends very early on. She enjoyed going to bars and partying, loved dancing. On weekends we would go to the bars with some friends of mine....
Robbie opened the front door to his temporary residence and dragged his bag in. The house alarm starting beeping, reminding him that Joyce was the most organised person he know. He fished the piece of paper from his pocket, that Joyce had given him, bearing the alarm code and switched if off, He noticed it was the year of his own birth., and stored that information for use at a later date. He left his bag in the hallway and went for a poach about his new home for the next fortnight. He had...
The other day as I was driving home from work I happened to tune in to a local radio talk station and they were carrying the Don and Mike Show from station WJFK somewhere back east. The show was in the middle of a feature they call "Things You Did That Your Mother Doesn't Know About." Listeners are encouraged to call in to the show and relate and episode from their past that their mother never found out about. Don and Mike then pick the story that they find most interesting and arrange an...
After our night out we where both desperate to spend time together. Every chance at work we would sneak off and play. Plenty of kissing and touching but always a chance of being seen. We had to somehow arrange some time together.Out of the blue my wife had to work away for a few days, this was the bit of luck we needed. I booked a day off without telling her and Joyce did the same but her husband thought she was working. I arranged to collect her at the time she would be walking to work. I...
At the age of twelve Joyce had C tits. When she was f******n she was already a D cup. At sixteen she was DD cup and every one was wondering how big her tits would get. She was a tiny girl with huge tits. She had a brother that was really taking a notice of the tits on his sister. One day they were alone in the house and when she stepped out of the shower he was standing there waiting for her. She yelled at him "What are you doing here? Can't you see I am naked?" He told her as he grabbed her...
For the eleventh time this series, we fade in on our darkened bedroom set. An under-stuffed, badly sprung, dirty, stained mattress sits on a banged-up, old, metal bed-frame. The frame used to be smooth wrought iron, but is now covered in rusty flakes; the mattress used to be white, but is now various shades of gray – we can almost smell it through the camera, musty and bitter. We hear the familiar, click-click-click of high-heeled footsteps crossing the concrete floor of our studio – then...
Introduction: Kyle takes the first step to saving his sister and Zaritha has tracked Fumi down and makes her attack. The Battered Lamp by mypenname3000 Chapter Sixteen: The Orgy of the Concubines Copyright 2014 Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Cast of Characters Main Characters Kyle Unmei Jr.: Half-Japanese/Half-Kurdish owner of Aaliyah and wielder of Earthbones. Aaliyah Unmei: A Jann sent to marry the prophesied savior of the Djinn. Kyles First Wife. Fatima Unmei : Kyles...
Joyce goes to the University To say I was intimidated by my arrival at the University of Arizona would be the largest of understatements. I was terrified. I had just graduated from a high school that contained less than a thousand students in it’s entirety to a school that boasted fifty thousand students across several large campuses. I was at the main campus and I was suddenly reduced from being one of the most dated of girls to a person that was for all practical purposes, simply invisible. ...
This story recounts my first experience dressing entirely in female attire in the presence of others and the events that such a totally overwhelming occurrence led to, or does it? While I have taken some license for the sake of readability and entertainment, it is essentially an account as it happened, or maybe it isn't! The simple fact is that the basis of this story is absolutely true as are some, maybe many parts of it, but certainly not all of it. I had and still have a vivid...
I hadn’t talked to Jennifer in a week. She had called me several times and sent a few messages to see if I was okay but I was too confused and worried to answer. I knew she was off work on the weekends so I drove straight to her home. Jennifer’s car was in the drive as I pulled up. I got out and went to knock on the door. “Hi Joyce” Jennifer’s voice was quite and a little hesitant as she opened the door. “Hey” was all I said in return. She moved aside to let me in and I walked into the...
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Six: Mommy-Slut Orgy By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Chae-Won “Cherry” Kang – Virgo It was a strange for me to be excited to be at college once my classes were over for the day. Normally, I liked to get home as soon as I could so I could masturbate my virgin pussy. Tonight, however, was special. Tonight was the first true meeting of the Mother Fucking Club. This would be such a wild...
Sophie leaned against the wall of the shower, unable to hold in her moans of pleasure. With one hand, she tweaked her nipple, the other reaching around her enormous belly to try and push Beth’s head further into her crotch. Beth responded to this by increasing the intensity of her lapping, her tongue darting in and out, driving Sophie wild with lust. ‘Mmmm, don’t stop!’ She yelled, her entire body shaking uncontrollably, ‘Oh God, make me cum!’ Her shouts seemed to be getting to Beth, who now...
"Like I was going to forget?" he asked. She smiled. "Just making sure. C'mon, let's snuggle for a while." She led him to the bed, where they lay down together. His robe was pulled around him, but she slipped a hand beneath it and around to his bare back. He held her close, and they kissed, but gently, quietly. She stroked his back. "I'm going to miss you so much," she murmured. He started to say something about missing her for twenty-seven years, but thought better of...
Had they been looking outside their windows it would have been virtually impossible for anyone in that neighborhood to identify what was happening to the woman who lived at 1368. But I doubt they were watching anyhow because I heard no mention of the a*****ion on the police scanner inside the van. It was inside the van, however, when the day really became strange.
A friendly recap of the girls in play from part 1. Allison: Tall, skinny, long blond hair, sleek and slender build, very intelligent, blue eyes and is wearing a brown/orange/yellow designed bikini with ties around the neck, the back, and on the sides of the bottoms. Bailey: Brown hair that hangs just past her shoulder, brown eyes, best friends with Candace, large D cup breasts, and is wearing a brown bikini with skulls that have hearts as eyes. Candace: Long black curly hair, brown eyes,...
a*****ion day was a stranga day. First of all, it was raining in L.A. Not the normal february rains we’ve all come to expect. No. It was a noisy slant of waterfall that seemed to empty the streets of all human life. I was out there, however. At her home. Waiting. Funny how all that rain seems to keep people’s eyes cast down, impairing their vision. She never saw me as she approached her front door, and I was standing next to a tall hedge not five feet away. As she clicked in her door key I...
Introduction: Based on Reality We are living next to the waters edge of a large river that runs into an Eastern bay. It is a beautiful spot with all the entities one would want from the shore. We dont know how long we will be able to live there as my husband is in the military and could be transferred at any time so we have decided to purchase the property for the future so it will always be a place to go back to and renew our memories. A recent happening has caused our lives to change, to...
I spent the rest of the day in hunter mode. Silent and invisible, I followed them. At one point they went to a street fair and the wannabe bought her a simple necklace adorned with a jade pendant. It was then, as he stood behind her attaching it around her silky neck, that our eyes made contact for the first time. I wasn’t prepared for that. All I could think to do was smile. Other fair goers were passing back and forth between us, but our gaze remained and she returned the gesture. Ducking...
In the early evening they made their way back to her home. By this time I was.. how can I explain this feeling? I was.. on fire. I remember my leather driving gloves being so drenched in sweat that they had to be painstakingly removed. On the way back to my beach house I just threw them out of the window. I had loved those gloves. Unbeknownst to her, she had committed yet another crime. The punishment would be relentless. And I would break her, like these pacific waves breaking against the...