We went to the back massage room, and as we entered the room, Ivan and I pushed the massage table up against the wall, and then took the mattress off the bed and placed it on the floor. It was obvious that we were not all going to fit on the bed.
I turned around to see Marcia kissing Joy and slipping the robe from Joy’s shoulders. Ivan dropped his towel and lay back on the bed, I marveled at the fact he already had a huge hard on. Marcia, still kissing joy, walked Joy over to stand spread legged above him. It became obvious to me as I stood there feeling like a wallflower, that Marcia and Ivan had discussed what they wanted to do with Joy, whilst we had been dancing. Marcia spread Joy’s legs wider and got her to squat over Ivan’s fully erect dick. Ivan needed no encouragement; he lifted up and guided himself between Joy’s legs and into her pussy. Marcia wasn’t having any of that, she lifted Joy up off Ivan, grabbed his dick, and then she aimed it at Joy’s arse and slowly pushed Joy back down onto it. I was surprised how easily his thick prick entered her arse, I guessed it was pretty well lubricated from his previous spend.
All this time I was standing there watching, it was great to see, but I was feeling that things had passed me over and been taken out of my hands. Marcia however, turned to me and beckoned me to come over behind her, she then pushed Joy back so she was lying on top of Ivan; he took some of her weight by holding her under the shoulders. Marcia slid down and nibbled all around Joy’s dark bush, she had her hands up on Joy’s breasts and was kneading both of Joy’s nipples between thumb and forefinger.
I felt a flutter of arousal pass through me watching this and my cock started to harden again. Marcia was wiggling her arse around in front of me, and it was pretty obvious what she wanted, but I was still too soft. I dropped my robe and got down behind Marcia and removed her Hot Pants. She very accommodatingly lifted first one leg then the other enabling me to remove them with her panties. But she never stopped licking and teasing Joys cherry. Joy was very obviously enjoying Marcia’s technique, she had her fingers tangled in Marcia’s hair and was lightly pulling her head down between her legs.
When I glanced down, I was confronted with a perfectly shaved pussy; it protruded between her legs and reminded me of a split peach. I could see it was already wet, so I scooped some of her juice onto my fingers and massaged it onto my knob, around her clit and up onto her little puckered anus. I think this was the first bald fanny I had ever seen, and it really turned me on. Marcia wiggled around to let me know I was touching the right spots. Slowly I started to get hard again, so I started rubbing my knob up and down her slit then easing it slightly into her opening before easing it out and rubbing up and down her slit again. It wasn’t long before Marcia swung her arm around and tried to pull me inside her.
Then coming up for air, she said, “Stop fucking about, I need you in me.”
I didn’t bother to answer her; I just thrust into her and lent back a little so I could watch my shaft sliding in and out, plus see all the other action that was happening. I might add I was as hard as a rock by this stage. Ivan was looking up at me and he gave me the thumbs up from his position under everyone and gave me a beaming smile.
What a sight, I was looking down Marcia’s beautiful brown back at Joy, her breasts flattened and spread wide, with her nipples hard and erect. Marcia had now eased herself back and was using her fingers as well as her mouth on Joy. Joy had a look of concentration on her face and was kneading one of her own nipples and her other hand was on top of Ivan’s – he had reached around and had her right nipple between his fingers. Her stomach was flexing with the surges of pleasure she was feeling and she had her eyes shut tight. I leaned to the left and glanced at Ivan’s cock jerking in and out of Joy’s arse under Marcia’s chin, and noted that Joy still had her feet on the bed, but had drawn her knees up and had them splayed as wide as she could. I glanced back down and saw that my cock was coated with Marcia’s love juice, which has left a creamy white ring at the top of my shaft.
I remember that we kept at this for quite a while, but finally I started to feel some urgency from Marcia, and looking at Joy, I could see she was looking pretty excited and starting to give little pre-orgasmic shudders. Marcia suddenly broke away from lapping at Joy’s pussy and stretched up to kiss her on the lips, I tried to stay in her, but I slipped out as she moved away.
“I’m nearly ready to come, will you suck me to an orgasm,” Marcia whispered into Joy’s ear.
“Fuck Yes!” said Joy.
Marcia leapt up, spun around and lowered herself down on one knee, pushing her fanny over Joy’s face. She leant forward and grabbed my dick, pulling it and me, up between Joy’s legs, and tried to direct it into Joy. But I had to reposition myself, as although Joy was up off the mattress and lying on Ivan, it was still an awkward angle and there were two other sets of legs to negotiate around. I finally managed to slide into her, but wound up with my back arched and my head sitting on Marcia’s shoulder. Not a bad place to be, but I had lost a good bit of my view, the bonus was that Marcia now grabbed my arse and started pulling me into Joy as deep as she could get me. After a bit, I wanted to see what was happening, so I placed my hands on Marcia’s shoulders and arched back some more. This allowed me to see the tip of Joy’s tongue flicking out past Marcia’s naked mound, and down below my cock, Ivan’s thick cock was still stuck in Joy’s arse.
Ivan was having the hardest time of it all; he had a hand on Joy’s hip so he could stay in place.
In maybe no more than a minute, Marcia started to come. With one hand, I grabbed her tits and kneaded her nipples to help her on her way, then just knelt there watching her go through a very intense orgasm. I can’t describe how horny it is to watch a woman lose control and have a body shaking experience like this. I immediately followed suit, ramming hard into Joy, I felt this one coming from my toes, through my groin, up the length of may shaft and into Joy. I don’t know if she could feel me explode, but she started bucking her arse and exploded in spasms of pleasure herself.
I had no idea of squirting in those days, but that is what happened, thick creamy juice just flowed out around my cock and run down over Ivan’s balls. She was trying to yell out in ecstasy, but it sounded really funny as she still had her mouth in Marcia’s snatch and Marcia was pressing herself down and rotating her fanny around on Joy’s face. I started to laugh, partly because I was feeling so good from my orgasm, but mostly at Joy’s gurgles of pleasure. I had to hold on for dear life to keep deep inside her, while she seemed to be trying her hardest to buck me off. As Marcia came down from her orgasm, she rolled of, laughing and giggling also, set off by my reaction.
Poor Ivan was the only one to miss out in all this, stuck underneath and not in a position to see much of it. Joy pushed me free and rolled off Ivan, who complained to her that he had not come and wanted to carry on. But Joy had had enough she finally admitted to being a bit sour back there. Marcia hopped up and said she was heading for the showers, as she needed to get back to work. Ivan jumped up and followed her out, saying he would get in with her.
“That was the best orgasm I have ever had,” said Joy, as she rolled into my arms and nuzzled up to me.
I have to admit I was suddenly overcome with feelings; love, protectiveness, and even some jealousy. Powerful stuff and it really hurt in my chest: nothing I could do. I knew if I opened my mouth I was going to say something stupid and soppy and not what she wanted to hear, I was certain. I just lay there hurting until she pulled me up saying she wanted a shower. I am sure she knew what I was feeling, it was probably written all over my face.
As we got to the shower, we could hear Ivan in there grunting away with Marcia. Joy opened the curtain so we could both look in, Marcia was leaning forward against the wall, with water cascading onto her head and down her back, whilst Ivan was thrusting into her arse trying for the orgasm her had missed out on. Marcia looked like she was enjoying it and indicated we could get in, but after watching for a minute or so, Joy dragged me into the next cubicle and we enjoyed ourselves washing one another from head to toe again. She really did have a fantastic figure, I spent a bit of time tenderly soaping her up, spending plenty of time on all her naughty bits.
When we were finally dry and slipped our robes on again, we wandered out to the lounge, got a couple of drinks and talked between dances. Some of the couples in the lounge gave me knowing looks; they were in no doubt as to what had gone down. Ivan eventually joined us, only to say he had to get going, as he had swapped shifts and was starting work at 8:00 a.m. the next day. I looked at my watch and was surprised to see it was already 2:15 a.m. Joy said she needed to go as well, as she had lady’s coming to dress and do her makeup at 10:00 a.m. I didn’t want her to go. I really wanted to have some intimate time with her by myself. I bit my tongue and tried to look as if I was the big strong Kiwi guy that had this happen to him every week.
We both got dressed, Joy was faster than me, and she walked off to find Marcia. When I came out of the changing area I saw them talking at the front desk, and could see that Marcia was also quite taken with Joy and did not want her to leave either. Joy drove me back to my car, she gave me a lovely kiss goodbye and said she had had a fantastic night; she doubted any woman had ever had such a night before her wedding. She really didn’t seem to have any miss-giving about the night at all. I can tell you, I had some very strong emotions running through that head of mine as I watched her car disappear down the street.
Epilogue
I never saw anything of Joy again. Ivan and I both checked the Marriages column of the local paper, but found no mention of a Joy getting married on that Saturday. We came to the conclusion that she had given a false name.
I did have a fling with Trixie after this though and one night when Trixie was lying next to me, she did mention that Marcia was seeing Joy. I tried to get a bit more from Trixie, but she said she had promised not to say anything to me. However, Ivan heard through Tom, that indeed Marcia was seeing Joy and sometimes stayed overnight out at her farm for the weekend. Riding the horses, and Joy I guess.
I wonder to this day what sort of marriage Joy had. She surely had some second thoughts about who she was marrying after what she went through on her last night on the town. And from the little she said of her husband to-be that night, I very much doubt he was into sharing her with Marcia.
There were a couple more good stories that followed that evening with Joy, I will describe these in Chapter 4.
