Getting Married tomorrow. Chapter 2 by MingeMuncher

Getting Married tomorrow. Chapter 2Joy slugged down her drink and asked if would get her another. “Sure.” I replied, “But start going easy on the booze. I have been making these quite strong and mellow is OK but getting sloshed is going to ruin your night.”

I showed her to the room and told her to get up on the table and relax, but to keep the robe on till I got back, as she didn’t want to get cold. I went to the kitchen and while mixing up the Vodka, Trixie came in and told me she had phoned Ivan, he was still up at the radio station and that he would come in. I was a bit upset, Ivan & I had shared a couple of girls before, and he had told Trixie about this one night. She seemed to think that Joy deserved a twosome for her last night. I didn’t really want to share Joy, and I certainly didn’t want Ivan to turn up and blow what was looking to be a pretty fantastic night. I mean she may freak out if another person turned up, you usually sounded out these things before dropping them in the situation. She had never had another guy other than her husband to be, let alone two. Also Ivan was an arse man; he loved fucking girls up the arse, I very much doubted she was going to go for that.

I wandered back down to the room wondering what to do. These rooms all had narrow windows above the door, which let light in from the hallway. The halls were brightly lit and so Trixie had placed shear curtains over the windows, a different colour in each room, which with the room lamps gave a nice subdued lighting effect. I saw that she was lying of her back with her eyes closed. I put the drink down and opened the robe revealing her amazing body and told her to roll over.

“Oh! I thought the promise of a massage, was just to get me in here alone.” She said.

“Well there was a bit of that in it, but I am going to give you the best massage you have ever had.”

“That’s big talk; I have professional massages after the Polo games.”

“Just lie there and relax. You stuffed things up by making me come in the Spa; I take a bit of time to get up to attention again.”

I poured some oil on my hands and started kneading the mussels at the back of the neck and moved down her back, searching out any tight knots. When I got into the lower back and moved onto her butt mussels, she said that maybe I did know what I was doing, and where did I learn it. So I told her about a girl I used to know that was a proper medical masseuse and that she had taught me her techniques so I could massage her. As I was talking I moved back up and worked on the knots I had found. We were quiet for about ten minutes, and then she came out with – “I don’t think I will be able to take all of you. Brian is quite small and it hurts when I have sex with him. I think I must be very small or something.”

“I have never had problems with any girl regarding size. I think maybe you have just not been ready. Does he get you lubricated, or is it Wham Bam Thank you Mam?

“I know this will sound strange to you, but we haven’t done it much. He always wanted to wait until we got married, so he is a bit anti and yes he rushes it. He says it will be 100% better when we are married.”

“I don’t think being married has anything to do with good sex. In fact everything I read and hear it can be worse. I hope this is not the case for you. But put your mind at rest about the size of a penis. There is an old saying – The size of the Willie doesn’t matter…It is the way you waggle it about. But I always think that was made up by guys with small willies and if you have a bigger one, you don’t need to waggle it as good. Anyway, I am not that large, a bit bigger than most of my mates, but I have seen a couple that were a good 2 or 3 inches longer than mine.”

“Help, how could any girls take that?”

“Yes, I wonder at that too, but the two guys I am thinking of always seem to be in demand.”

I had moved to her butt and was massaging down each side and letting my fingers drop inside her legs, then running my hands back to the top, letting my thumbs part her arse checks then down the side again and thumbs deeper between her legs, just brushing the sides of her pussy.

Joy was squirming around, every time I got near her pussy. So I moved down and started on her legs.

“Oh that was getting good; I don’t think the legs need doing.”

“I want this to be good and for that I need you to beg for it.”

“I think I may need some more drink to do that.”

“Well you had better concentrate, because I’m not letting you have any more yet.”

I got more oil on my hands and went right down to her toes, then back up the insides of her legs and gave her snatch a squeeze at the top with my thumbs. She arched back into me trying to get me to do more there, but I moved back and under her knees, lifting her legs apart. Then back up to her snatch again. She murmured something and wriggled her arse onto my hands.

“What did you say/”

She said a little louder this time, “put your finger in me.”

“Not loud enough, I’m a bit deaf.”

“Please put your fingers in.” she said very timidly.

By now I was back down at her knees, so I moved my hands up the inside of her thighs again put quite a bit of pressure on so she opened up wider, and then massaged all around the outside of her snatch before inserting a finger. I slipped my other hand under her and slid my fingersalong her slit making sure I got a finger each side of her clit. I moved these fingers up and down her slit squeezing it between my fingers, while slowly pushing the middle finger of my other hand slowly in and out.

Joy was arching her back to stick her bum in the air, riding up on her knees and then pushing down onto the table so she trapped the fingers around her clit. She stared to get very wet, thick viscous love juice creaming around the top of my finger. Then I inserted two fingers and she had no trouble at all taking them in.

“I want you to fuck me.” Again, said quietly, but not quite so timid this time.

“Right, well I might just be ready to help you there.” I turned her over and started kissing her whilst slipping two fingers down her slit and deep into her again. “I want you on top of me, so you control how much you take, let’s get on the bed.” And I helped her of the table and over to the bed. I lay back and she lay down beside me and started kissing again while humping and wriggling her sex onto my thigh. As she got more urgent I rolled her on top of me and holding myself in my hand, rubbed the knob up and down her slit giving plenty of attention to her clit. Suddenly she reached back and grabbing my now very erect shaft,directed it at the opening of her hole and eased back onto me. Then sitting up she started lifting herself up and slip back down getting a little more of me into her each time. Fantastic, I got to watch and as she had her eyes closed, I could take everything in. She really was attractive, dark long hair, beautiful tits, tiny waist and perfectly curved hips, sliding herself onto my dick. How fucking lucky can a guy get?

After a while I asked “Am I hurting you? Do you still think you are too small?”

“It’s fantastic.” She said, but then in an embarrassed voice.“I’m very smelly and wet down there.”

“Hey! You don’t ever worry about that. The smell of a woman and her love juices are about the biggest turn on for a guy, they certainly do it for me.”

She lay back on top of me, kissed again, and started taking longer slow strokes and rubbing her clit onto my pubic mound. I noticed the door opening and Marcia poked her head in. She mouthed to me should she join us. I mouthed back “No.” and she gave me a sad dog look as she shut the door again.

“Who was that?” Said Joy.

“Sorry, it was Marcia,I think she wanted to join us. I said No.”

“Was she looking at me?’ Joy said, clenching her cheeks down onto me.

It dawned on me that she was excited about someone watching her. So I decided to play along – way out of my comfort zone, as I would never talk dirty to any female.

“Yes, she was mesmerised watching my cock sliding into your cunt. And she had pulled the leg of her shorts aside and was working her clit I think.”

“She could have come in with us.”

“We have all night, maybe later.”

I could see that the thought of this had Joy quite hot and she was concentrating hard. I could see she was trying to get herself off. “Relax; you don’t have to come yet.”

She lifted up and looked at me. “I can never come when having sex.”

“That’s because you are trying too hard. Just concentrate on the feeling and do whatever feels good, don’t worry about what I may think. Then if it happens it will happen.”

She lay back onto me and kissed my neck. Then I saw the door opening again, and Ivan slipped into the room, shut the door and dropped the towel he was wearing. He didn’t even look at me, so I couldn’t mouth at him to fuck off. He just stared at Joy’s crotch, and moved over behind us. After a minute or so Joy suddenly tensed up and then pushed back onto me, but I knew it was not me she was moving onto, but Ivan touching her arse. Next thing I felt oil running down onto my balls, she flinched a bit harder this time then pushed herself back onto him again. Joy whispered in my ear, I think Marcia has come back.

“It’s not Marcia, It’s my mate Ivan – Trixie called him, she told me when I was getting the drink and I didn’t know what to do, shall I tell him to leave”

Joy never answered me, she just kept moving her bum around, taking in the feelings that Ivan was inflicting back there.

Next thing, Ivan leans over and whispers in her ear. “You like my finger up your arse don’t you?”

She nodded and said “It hurt a little.”

Ivan slipped his hand around and massaged her breast, while he kept sliding his finger into her arse. And he told her to relax because as soon as she was ready he was going to fuck her in the arse.