The band was in full swing, the liquor flowed and Joy was having fun. Her husband, David, off to the restroom had not returned. Feeling the effects of the alcohol, Joy was in search of a place to sit and hopefully get a little rest. The dancing had been fun and maybe, just maybe, she had overdone it. Between the dancing and the alcohol she found herself tipsy. Luckily she found an empty alcove at the back of the dance floor. Almost collapsing in a chair she scanned the dance floor searching for David. Fanning her face with a fan she carried for just this purpose she released a sigh. It had been fun but now it was getting late. She was beginning to feel tired and the alcohol was making her feel giddy. It was time to leave. Again scanning the dance floor, David was nowhere to be seen. 'Might I join you'. Turning her head she found a tall brunette standing at the table. 'Please do' Joy responded, motioning her to a chair. 'I have been watching you and your boyfriend dance and I just wanted to say I think you dance wonderfully'. 'Why thank you. But he's not a boyfriend, he's my husband'. Joy enjoyed the compliments of her dancing almost as much as she did her dancing. 'My name's Joy and my unseen dancing partner is David'. Taking the brunette's proffered hand she shook it. 'Here, I've brought you a drink. You look like you needed it'. Joy for the first time noticed the two drinks on the table. Wondering how they got there she giggled, she must be further along than she thought. It was definitly time for her to leave. Thanking the brunette she sipped the drink. To her surprise it was what she normally drank, maybe a little stronger, but definitly the drink she preferred. Her surprise must have been evident as the brunette explained 'I was at the bar the last time you ordered'. 'Why thank you very much'. After a slight pause in the conversation the brunette slipped to the chair next to her. In a low voice she whispered 'your David has gone outside with my girlfriend'. Joy sat in stunned silence. 'I--I'm sorry. I must have not heard you correctly. What did you say?' 'You heard me correctly. Your damn husband went outside with my girlfriend'. Joy stared at the brunette, a look of shock on her face. 'You must be mistaken. My husband just went to the restroom. He'll be back any second'. 'Drink up. I want to show you something'. Joy had trouble with her drink, it was definitly stronger than her normal drink. Her hand, normally steady, shook as she downed the drink. She felt her head swim and felt a little dizzy. 'Past time to leave' flitted through her mind. Then her thoughts returned to what she had just been told, 'what the hell is going on. David has never been unfaithful. This dippy brunette must be mistaken and she would give her a piece of her mind as soon as she proved her wrong'.
Instead of going to the front door, the brunette led her to the back. Exiting the back door Joy found herself in a maze of vehicles. Taking her by the hand the brunette led her through them. Finally, at the very back they stopped. The brunette, staring at a dark van parked away from the others, whispered 'in there'. Joy could hear the rustling of movement inside. She could definitly hear the sounds of lovemaking coming from the van. A flash of her husband's shirt appeared briefly in the vans window. Stretching to see over the brunette's shoulder Joy could feel her heart dropping. 'Oh my David' she thought, 'why, why why'. Tears formed in her eyes. Then anger. Trying to push the brunette aside she made as if to proceed to the van. The brunette, stronger than she looked, held her back. 'No. This isn't the way to do it. Stop. Stop and listen to me'. Joy stopped. Again she felt the tears and the heartbreak. 'Come with me. We have to talk'. Joy, heartbroken and desolate, allowed herself to be led away. Her tears now streaming down her face, she could not suppress a low sob. 'Come on honey, in here'. They had stopped at another van some distance from the one her husband was making love in. Joy hesitated. 'Better in here than back inside. You don't want anyone seeing you in the state you are in'. Joy allowed herself to be ushered into the back of the van. Finding a couch within the darkened van she sat and coverd her eyes with her hands as her body shook with her sobbing. The shock of finding her husband making love to another totally stunned her. 'What in the world was going on? How could this be happening?' filled her mind. The brunette sat beside her. Seeing Joy's body shaking with grief she enveloped her in her arms. 'It's okay. Let it go. It's best to get it out of your system. You will find it's not the end of the world'. Turning, Joy buried her tear streaked face in her shoulder. The brunette continued, 'Men are such pigs. We give them love and they repay us with infidelity. I often think how wonderful it would be without them'. Joy half listened as the brunette continued her tirade against all men. Her sobbing slowed as she found herself becoming dazed, her mind becoming numb. Seeing her husband with another woman had shocked her beyond belief. She felt total desolation as a numbness enveloped her.
Some where in her mind she realized the brunette had started undressing her. Joy's mind found all this data too much as she sat in total shock. She found she really didn't care and even raised her arms as the brunette slipped her blouse off. Her eyes unseeingly stared out the van window. A window just like the other van. The other van where she had seen the love of her life making love to another woman. Her heart throbbed and again she felt the tears begin to fall from her eyes.
The brunette stripped Joy to her waist. She found Joy totally pliable, lost in her own little world of misery. Her lips salivated at the thought of what lie ahead. Cupping Joy's breasts she lowered her lips to a nipple. Sucking and lapping gently, she felt the nipple harden. Pushing on Joy gently, she forced her to lie flat. Lowering herself to the van floor, she pushed Joy's skirt to her hips. Feeling just a pair of panties between her and her goal, a smile came to her lips. Pulling the panties down and off Joy's ankles she met no resistance whatsoever. Thinking 'she's just like a mannequin, only alive and fresh'. Spreading her knees, the brunette could smell Joy's muskiness. Inhaling deeply, she again smiled. With her face inches away from Joy's now naked womanhood, she savored the moment.
Even as Joy had laid back on the couch her eyes remained glued to the van window. The picture of what she had seen still vivid in her dazed mind. As she lay there something else was attempting to enter her mind. Trying to think what it might be, she felt her hips begin to jerk. Feeling herself begin to thrash, she tried to bring her mind to the present. Then an explosion, in her mind and body, shook her.
The brunette had at first just gently lapped as her mouth encircled Joy's womanhood. As she began a gentle sucking and lapping she felt Joy's hips begin to gyrate. 'This was going to be better than she had hoped' flittered through her mind. Almost having to hold Joy down near the end, the brunette had forsaken the gentle sucking and lapping, and tried to devour the woman beneath her.
Joy's back arched. Again and again she thrust her womanhood into the sucking machine that was the brunette's mouth and tongue. The climax was tremendous. Lights and fireworks exploded within her.
Joy lay back exhausted, eyes closed, almost passed out. She felt the cool breeze as the van door opened. Hearing far away voices she realized there was now a third person in the van. Thinking 'what the hell is going on', she tried to bring her mind to the present. But the thought of what had happened and what she had seen in the van once again intervened. Tears once more streamed down her cheeks as she tried to push the memory from her mind.
Joy felt the dildo push against her sopping virgina. Trying to raise herself she was roughly push back. As she fell back she could feel the dildo slide in. 'Uhhhhh' was forced from her lips. Feeling the size of the dildo she began to plead. 'Pleeease. It's too big. Take iiit out. Pleease'. A hand covered her mouth and she could feel the dildo slide in further. To her astonishment she felt a pressing against her anus. Her mind now completely awake, she tried to resist. Thrashing in her attempt to escape she felt her anus stretch and the second prong of the two pronged dildo push into her. She heard a whispered 'if you lie still it won't hurt as much'. Trying to force herself to lie still she felt the hips pressing against her thighs. It began as a slow fucking and Joy felt the pain slowly subside. She felt her clit being massaged each time the dildo was forced all the way in. Her husband now completely forgotten, she felt a wave of sexual ecstasy sweep over her. To her shame her hips began to raise to meet each thrust.
The brunette, her eyes adjusted to the dark, watched as her girlfriend fucked the delectable Joy. 'My turn as soon as she's done. This is the greatest' went through her mind. The plan had worked perfectly. Seeing the couple on the dance floor the brunette and her girlfriend had devised a plan. Noting the color and type shirt the husband wore they had proceeded to her girlfriend's van. And as luck would have it found the same shirt in the pile of clothes in the back. When the husband headed for the restroom the brunette had made her move. What Joy had seen in the van window was the brunette's girlfriend waving the shirt. The lovemaking sounds were, again, made by the girlfriend alone in the van. Joy, now being fucked senseless, had fallen for a ruse. As her girlfriend withdrew, the brunette, her own dildo already greased, pulled the non-resisting, semiconcious Joy to the edge of the couch. Inserting the dildo she began an earnest fucking.
Joy, her mind filled with fireworks and lightening, wrapped her arms around the brunette. At each thrust they both had begun to grunt. Joy's hips were uncontrollable as once again she felt a tremendous orgasm approaching. As she climaxed Joy remembered the old rhyme: At the christmas party everyone was feeling Mary so Mary got mad and went home and everyone jumped for Joy
Then she passed out.
The next morning Joy awoke alone in a strange motel room. Looking about her she could see her clothes folded neatly in a chair. Raising the covers she realized she was entirely nude. The thoughts of the night before entered her mind. Hesitantly she placed her hand between her thighs. She could still feel the dampness and stickiness. Her virgina felt swollen and enlarged. The lips of her virgina separated at the slightest touch. She remembered the incredibly large dildo. 'How many times had it been driven home within her' she wondered. Whereas she had always been proud of her tight, well manicured pussy, she now found it loose and sticky, covered with her own juices. 'And saliva' she thought as a sudden heat seemed to pass through her. Touching her clit she jumped. Finding it tender and sore, she began a slight massage. Having never masturbated she had mixed feelings about her own inspection. Telling herself 'she must inspect the damage', she slowly rolled her clit from side to side. Spreading her legs to allow a better inspection of her virgina, she felt herself becoming flushed. Closing her eyes, the thought of the large dildo entered her mind. Seeing in her mind the dildo sliding in and out of her virgina, her hand and fingers began to mimic her thoughts. With the increased caressing and fondling, Joy felt a warmth seep through her body. As the caressing and fondling became even faster, Joy's breathing became erratic. Her hips rose from the bed as the climax shook her being.
To say David found a change in Joy would have been an understatement. After he had retreived Joy from that rundown motel he found her totally different. 'Sex crazed' came into his mind. As soon as they entered the apartment Joy had insisted on giving him oral sex. And as he looked down on her he could see her fingering herself as she sucked. 'This is definitly a first' he thought. Normally she only allowed the missionary position and this after he had shaved and showered. And never oral sex. Now she was a tiger in bed and insisted on different positions. The topper had been when she lubed his dick and then proceeded to insist he slip it into her ass. Thinking it would be too tight and hurt her he had gone slow. To his surprise he found it neither tight nor painful to her. Being too slow for Joy, she pushed against him time and again until he felt he would explode. Squeezing and pulling with the muscles in her ass, he came again and again. As David lay beneath the covers, he wondered, 'what the hell had happened at that motel'. Then feeling Joy sucking his dick beneath the covers he thought, 'whatever happened I sure owe somebody my thanks'. That was his last thought as he again orgasmed into his wife's now experienced mouth.