Joy Through the Independence Week
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by DesiDreamer · June 30, 2019

Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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I just finished packing my bags and get ready to head off to the airport for my flight to Miami, Florida. I am going to spend the next month with Joy, my contractor’s busty wife, and, as I think about her, memories of the Independence week last year come back, making my cock stir in my pants.

The company that I work for contracts out a lot of work. We are constantly looking for contractors. When Jim applied for the position a few years ago, I hired him against the advice from a lot of the others in the company who felt he was too meek and might lack the drive. The decision proved to be a good one and Jim proved to be a hard working, diligent professional.

In just a few months, we had struck up a healthy friendship. So, I wasn’t surprised when he invited me over last year. He said I could spend the US Independence week with him and his wife on the outskirts of Austin, Texas, where they lived. I had never been to Texas and gladly agreed.

His wife, Joy, received me at the airport, dressed in a burgundy floral spaghetti strap dress with the strap so thin, I wished it would snap with the weight of her well endowed breasts. The plunging neckline meant that a generous portion of her boobs peeked over the top, making me want to see the rest of them.

I had spoken with Joy briefly a couple times on the video calls Jim and I often had on work. It was mainly a quick hello and exchanging pleasantries before Jim and I started discussing work. Jim was in his mid-40s and Joy was in her 30s. They had three kids including twin sons.

Joy though, looked nothing like the mother of three kids. She looked much younger than her age. One word to describe Joy’s body would be ‘soft’. Perfect complexion, a silky skin and a voluptuously curvy body, she was erotica in motion. The calls just didn’t do her any justice.

The weather outside the car was hot. Summer in the desert state can be extremely oppressive. The short walk from the airport terminal to their pick-up truck had both of us sweating profusely. Her dress clung to her body like a second skin and I couldn’t help thoughts of wanting to peel it off her body. I would have loved to lick the little sweat beads that had formed on her boobs. As she started the truck and kicked on the air-conditioner, my eyes followed one errant sweat drop disappear down her cleavage.

“Where’s Jim?” I asked, trying to break the ice during the drive.

“In Houston,” Joy replied, “you didn’t know?”

“No,”

“Well, I am sorry,” she said, “I assumed he had told you. He won’t be back for a few days.”

“Oh!” I said, salivating at the prospect of being alone with this beauty for a few days.

They lived in a house set in a 40-acre ranch on the outskirts of Austin. Once I unloaded my luggage from the truck, Joy led me to my room and said she would like to freshen up before fixing dinner. The sun had barely set, but that meant little in the US summer. It was already 9 pm and I was famished. I decided to take a shower. When I was ready in about half an hour, I headed towards the wonderful food smells coming from the kitchen.

Dinner was delicious. Joy looked even more delicious in a tee-shirt and tiny shorts. We openly flirted over dinner and Joy dropped more than a casual sexual hint. I might just be able to seduce her.

“Care for some dessert?” Joy asked after dinner, heading towards the refrigerator. Pulling some strawberries out, she held them out to me, “I can fix some strawberry and cream real quick, if you’d like.”

“Sure,” I said, reflecting on how she ended the comment and thinking I’d love to have her for dessert. That’s when she did it.

Unbuttoning her shorts, she let them drop to the floor and rubbed a strawberry against her pussy. “Or,” she said, “if you’d like something else for dessert, I am open to ideas.”

She started walking towards me seductively. Once she reached me, she took the strawberry out of her pussy and slipped it into my mouth.

“Yummmm,” I said, biting into the fruit covered in her juices.

“Really?” she asked, “care if I taste?” Leaning in, she pressed her lips on mine and slid her tongue in my mouth. Our tongues fought each other and the strawberry while my hands explored her body.

“I’d love to try some more cream from the source,” I said when we broke the kiss.

“At your service,” Joy said taking her tee-shirt off.

“Wow! Joy,” you are gorgeous.

“I was worried you’d think I was fat,” she said, holding my hand and leading me to her bedroom.

“No way,” I said honestly, “You are sexy as hell. You’d keep me awake all night.” By the time we reached the bedroom, I had already got rid of my shorts.

“Let’s see if you can last an hour,” she said giggling and blushing.

Our tongues were locked moments after we were in bed. My fingers playing with her nipples while I kissed her hard and deep. She moaned into the kiss every time I pinched her nipples.

She broke the kiss after a few minutes. “I thought you wanted cream for dessert,” she said winking and pushing me back in bed and sitting on my face.

I pushed her forward, guiding her to my erection. Getting the idea, she pulled my underwear off and gasped.

“You are huge! WOW! I can’t wait for you to put that in me,” she said kissing the tip of my shaft before taking part of it in her mouth, her hand stroking the rest of the shaft and cupping my balls.

Joy was literally dripping.

I licked her slit before opening her and sucking on her pussy lips. Her swollen clitoris beckoned and I sucked, licked and bit it. Her juices were flowing and I devoured her hungrily.

She was sucking me vigorously and I ate her with as much vigor. When Joy squeezed my balls and used her teeth on my cock head, it pushed me over the edge. Stiffening and thrusting deep in her mouth, I erupted.

Even after I was spent, neither of us stopped. I continued eating her and she continued stroking and sucking me, first draining every drop of my cum and then, looking to revive my limp cock.

A few minutes later, she started moving her hips in rhythm with my mouth, thrusting into my mouth. Knowing she was building up to an orgasm, I inserted two fingers inside her hole and and started drilling her pussy while continue to lick, suck and bite her.

A woman cumming in my mouth has always been a major turn on for me, and as she moaned and groaned around my shaft and inched closer to her orgasm, my cock started stirring in her mouth.

When I knew she was close, I used my thumb to tease her ass hole, stimulating her and driving her over the edge.

“FUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK” she screamed as her body shook and she came, squirting in my mouth, her body shaking. I couldn’t get enough of her nectar as I grabbed her ass and pulled her into my mouth taking her entire pussy in my mouth and gulping down her squirt as she came.

Totally turned on by her orgasm, I was hard again by now.

“WOW! You’re hard again!!! Ready to fuck me hard,” she said hoarsely, rolling over on her back when her orgasm passed.

I had every intention of doing exactly that.

Spreading her legs, I shoved my hardness into her, making her squeal.

She wasn’t the tightest pussy I’d fucked, but was remarkably tight for the mother of three kids.

Once in, I started pounding her hard and fast.

“harder, oh yes, harder…” she was screaming as I drilled her pussy.

Bending over her I sucked hard on one nipple followed by the other.

I fucked her for nearly 20 minutes before both of us came again and I filled her pussy with my cum.

We lay in an embrace of pure sexual contentment, kissing and caressing each others’ bodies.

“Jim won’t be too happy,” I said, “but I have no regrets.”

“He won’t mind,” she said getting on her elbows, “I thought he told you about our independence week arrangement.”

“Independence week? I have no idea what you are talking about.” I said, “I thought he would be here. We haven’t spoken for the past two weeks.”

Joy then proceeded to tell me about their ‘Independence week arrangement.

“When you take a vacation, you aren’t being disloyal to your job. When you eat at a restaurant, you aren’t being disloyal to home cooked food. We discovered that we needed a break from our marriage to keep the spark alive…

“Jim and I are like chalk and cheese.” She continued, “He doesn’t have much of a sex drive, where I am a very sexual woman. He’s a gentle lover and I like it hard every now and then. So, after the first few months, we felt our marriage was drifting.

“We also discovered that he was shooting blanks and couldn’t get me pregnant. We both wanted kids and his infertility came as a big blow. By the end of the first year, our marriage was on the brink of breaking.

“We both knew that his best friend Keith, had the hots for me in spite of a sexy wife that Jim fancies. And that’s when we swapped for the first time. It was Independence day and we decided we will give each other a day’s independence from our marriage.

“I made Keith fuck me three times that day and later heard that Jim also took Keith’s wife as many times. The spark was back. The next year, instead of a day, we decided to give each other an independence week to give me the best chance to get pregnant. He took Keith’s wife on a trip to Chicago while I spent the week in Keith’s bed.

“On day three, Keith boasted to his friends about banging his best friend’s wife and his friends were interested.

“I was turned on by the idea and for the last three days of my independence week, Aaron and five of his friends fucked me repeatedly, day and night, their big black cocks cumming filling in whichever hole they preferred again and again — sometimes individually, but often together.

“There were times when I had a cock in my pussy, ass, mouth and both my hands at the same time.

“I don’t know which of them fathered our twins, but our kids brought a new kind of bond between our marriage. But by now, I was done with Aaron.

“The next two years, Jim spent our independence week with my sister while her husband spent the week in my bed. I got pregnant again after that and we had our daughter.

“For the past four years, it’s been a different friend of Jim’s, and, truth be told, it’s not been that great. Most of them are horny for me and fuck me like I am a chunk of meat, pounding me for a few minutes till their release before falling asleep.

“I wanted to spend this week with you and suggested it to Jim.” She concluded, “I thought you knew you were coming here to fuck me through the week. And the way you were flirting from the time you landed suggested you were using it as an ice breaker.”

As we lay in bed and talked, she was stroking my cock and I was playing with her pussy and boobs. Her narrative was starting to turn me on and we decided to take a shower together. After we soaped each other’s bodies, she continued stroking my cock to hardness with her soapy hands while I finger-fucked her pussy.

“Take me,” she said once she was fully turned on, “and take me hard.”

I entered her from behind and drilled her hard and deep, spanking her ass every now and then, making her yelp in a combination of pleasure and pain. After nearly fifteen minutes of hardcore drilling, both of us came again.

After we were done, we continued cleaning each other for a further fifteen minutes. I was turned on again by the time she wrapped a towel around herself and walked out of the shower.

When I stepped into the bedroom from the shower, Joy was lying in bed, fingering herself. She had worked herself up quite a bit. Her hips were moving and she was moaning, her eyes closed.

I was hungry again and got between her legs, pulling her fingers out of her pussy, I drove my tongue in. She was so delicious that I could just go on eating her all night long, making her cum again and again. Stroking her clit with my thumb, I ate her to another squirting orgasm and devoured her fluids as she erupted.

“WOW! You are something,” she gasped, “I haven’t been eaten this well before, I could get addicted to this,” she panted after her orgasm passed, “you really enjoy it don’t you?”

“I could eat you all day and all night,” I said, “you’re just way too delicious.”

“Right now, I want you to fuck me,” she said turning on her belly and raising her hip towards me, “if you think you have some steam left.”

I entered her from behind and started pounding her hard.

The harder I fucked her, the harder she wanted me to go and before long, I was driving like a piston inside her and soon she was rocked by yet another orgasm.

Once she had recovered from the orgasm, she got on top and rode me.

The way she was moving, guiding my cock to rub her g-spot, I knew she was going to cum again.

I wanted to cum with her and started thrusting even hard, moving up to meet her downward strokes.

It took a further ten minutes of her riding me before both of us erupted at the same time. I had cum four times and creamed her pussy thrice and I felt like I was just warming up.

After a break, I took her two more times that night, creaming her pussy doggie style once and spooning the second time. She had cum a few times herself while my pole drilled her pussy hard. By the time we finally fell asleep, it was nearly dawn.

When we woke up, we fucked in the shower and I stimulated her pussy with the hand-shower while pounding her ass at her request.

When I was ready to cum, she turned around and took my seed inside her pussy. — which is where she said she preferred it anyway. She left me in the shower and said she’d fix us something to eat.

After breakfast, I ate her to two orgasms before creaming her. I took her again after lunch and a couple times through the day. After dinner, we returned to bed and fucked almost through the night. I ate her repeatedly and she couldn’t help squirting every time I ate her.

“This is the most orgasms I have had in a day,” she said before I ate her to two more and creamed her pussy one last time before almost passing out.

Throughout the week, we were either fucking or taking breaks for food or bathroom.

“I might get pregnant after this,” she said as I was packing my bags on the last day.

She was lying naked on the bed, her pussy still leaking the cum I had deposited in there a few minutes ago, “But if I don’t, I am thinking of asking Jim for an ‘Independence Month’ with you next year.”

And so here I am, ready to board the plane for a month with and in Joy.

We are going to spend the month at an island resort in Miami. Joy and Jim both want me to breed her, so I intend to fuck her multiple times every single day.

The joy that she is in bed, I am hoping to give her the joy of another pregnancy. So, wish me luck.

THE END

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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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