1. Joy of joys


    Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: JWren, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    telling and spoil the anticipation. I’ll be back in good time, don’t you fear.” She fixed the headphones in place, started the CD player and got off the bed. At the door, she turned back to look at her prone husband. “By the way, your cock looks so lovely, Eric,” she said and left the room, closing the door behind her. Eric smiled. Joy was playing one of her teasing games, quite a common feature in their sex-charged relationship. Almost from the first moment they’d met, it had been one erotic experience and experiment after another. Initially, they spent a month exchanging ever-increasingly sexy messages in a chat room, discovered they had similar tastes in many things, and arranged to meet. They instantly bonded, had mind-blowing sex on the first date and Joy moved into Eric’s apartment only a couple of months later. They had been sexually adventurous before meeting and didn’t have any desire to settle down. But they clicked and their extensive appetite, curiosity and willingness to try anything at least once, was a vital, spicy part of their marriage, which approached its sixth anniversary. So, Eric lay spreadeagled on the large king-size bed (“The playground,” as Joy called it) and his erection diminished only slightly as he waited and wondered what speciality his wife had conjured up this time. *** Downstairs, Joy prepared the main ingredient of Eric’s present. She opened a bottle of champagne and poured generous measures into two crystal flutes. Right, it’s been twenty ...
    minutes now, she thought. Time to get back to Eric and blow his socks off. She giggled to herself. His socks are already off, along with every other stitch of clothing. *** Eric had been quite absorbed in his music but he grew impatient and was on the brink of shouting out to Joy when, despite the headphones clamped over his ears, he heard the tread of footsteps on the landing. He turned his head to the left just as the door was pushed open and Joy stepped in, still wearing her scanty two-piece and holding a flute of champagne in her left hand. “Ah, champagne,” said Eric. Joy walked over and removed the headphones, putting them and the CD player on the bedside table. She took a sip of champagne and said, “Are you okay? Nicely relaxed?” “Whatever you’ve got in mind, darling, I’m ready.” He smiled and then asked, “Where’s my champagne?” “It’s here,” said Joy, walking back to the door. She reached through the open doorway with her free hand and, sure enough, produced a second glass of bubbly. Only this glass was held by a naked blonde. “What the fuck!” exclaimed Eric, his eyes popping. “What’s going on?” “This,” said Joy grandly, “is Natasha. She’s Russian, hardly speaks a word of English, and she’s your birthday gift from me.” Eric was now speechless. He stared at Natasha, who was smiling in the general direction of the bed. She could have been Joy’s twin sister. She had a golden all-over tan, a bare pussy, and Eric noticed that she wore a mask over her eyes and had silk ribbons ...
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