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Joyce Dickinson part 8The smell of sausages cooking stoked Joyce’s senses into coming to life. She looked around and saw Robbie working at the barbecue, Sylvia lying on a sunbed, dosing, and just coming through the kitchen door was a very embarrassed looking Steve. She didn’t know how long she had been asleep, but she felt better for it. Her mind was slightly clearer but something’s were still fuddled. Her dream was still cloudy, but she was sure their were issues to resolve she felt she wasn’t well enough to face right at that moment. Like Steve, for instance. She must have turned over onto her back, because she could remember Robbie putting sun cream on her back….and various other places! She looked at the bikini she was wearing and adjusted it because it was twisted, presumably from Robbies fumblings “Hi Joyce…you ok? Can I get you anything? Drink, crisps, nuts?” Steve asked nervously. “No no Steve I’m fine..everything ok at work?” She really didnt know where that came from, it wasn’t like her to be so….confrontational. “Yes er yes…no problem…I I’ll get changed…be back soon.” He scuttled away, blushing. Sylvia woke up, sat bold upright, unclasped her bikini top, chucked it on the grass, lay back down and closed her eyes. Robbie announced that the sausages were ready and Sylvia jumped up. “Good…I’m starving…good lad…now, careful with those sausages don’t want fat on me tits. Haha.” Nudity didn’t bother Sylvia. She had been topless all Robbies life, on holidays and around the house. She drew the line with total nudity though and had covered herself up below for about ten years. She was not aware that Robbie had been watching her for all her married life, having sex with Steve. “Come on Joyce these are good. You do like sausages don’t you? Course you do…all girls like a good big meaty sausage..haha””I’ll get one in a minute…cheers””Ok babe. Where’s that Steve…he’s got a sausage I’d like right now…come on babe…hey that top off…get some sun on ya tits…Robbie won’t mind and I know Steve won’t. He’s a right letch…in a nice way though. Haha””Oh no. I’d rather not…if that’s ok…”Robbie was smiling to himself, he’d just fingered Aunty Joyce’s pussy, when he creamed her up, and he’d get hold of her tits anytime he wanted when he moved in with her. It would be good to be able to have her when ever he wanted…he envisioned her walking round the house all weekend, naked except for high heels. His cock thickened as he watched her lying on the sunbed. Her chest rising, breasts heaving. He wondered if she would let him fuck her arse. Now for a while he reasoned. One step at a time. He wanted her pussy smooth, like his mums, and maybe she might have a tattoo for him. He thought “Robbies” just above her pussy would be cool but doubted she’d get that done. Nice thought though. Steve appeared in a pair of swimming trunks…speedos. The last thing Joyce expected to see him in. He still looked sheepish and avoided looking at Joyce unless he really had to. He put an apron on and took over the cooking from Robbie. Joyce watched his tight bum as he moved from foot to foot while cooking. She closed her eyes and saw his cock sticking out of his shorts..throbbing. “Here you go babe” Joyce opened her eyes and saw Sylvia on her knees, placing a sausage, on a plate, pointing straight at her pussy. She jumped up and ran away laughing. “Mum…your so sad…leave Aunty Joyce alone. “Ooooh hark at Aunty Joyce’s new protector ‘leave Aunty Joyce alone’ haha. Joyce babe…he’ll do all your dishes..ironing..sorted girl…a new man slave…like Stevey baby here…cooking. Haha”Joyce smiled and closed her eyes and guessed what Robbie and probably Steve were thinking what else he’d be doing. “Eat ya sausage babe…steaks are nearly ready.”Joyce got up and walked over to the barbecue, taking a bite of her sausage. She checked how well the meat was cooked and went over to get a disposable plate. They were on a table with the beers and just next kayseri rus escort to Robbies bed. He was lying back on the bed, watching her. When she caught eye contact with him he pulled the sides of his shorts tight, so emphasising the size and state of his cock. He grinned at her and she retaliated by throwing her sausage in his face…he caught it and ate it, laughing at her failed attempt to turn the tables. She walked back towards the barbecue and Robbie watched her perfect arse wobble in the unrestrained thong bikini. She may as well have been naked. He wanted nothing more right then, than to get her on her knees and give her a right good doggy fuck….if mum and Steve wanted too watch…so be it. He smiled at his outrageous thought. “Joyce quick…salad…it’s not done…come on we’ve still time…hurry babe””Ok…..I’m there.” The two milfs ran across the lawn and into the kitchen, madly throwing salad things into colanders and plastic containers..”two minutes guys””Steve””Yes Robbie””I’ve fucked Aunty Joyce””You…you…you’ve what!!?””Yea..I’ve fucked her..twice…don’t tell mum though””Robbie..how..where…why…fuck…Robbie..oh my god””On our way…””Keep quiet. We’ll talk later” Steve hissed at Robbie. “Ok” Sylvia and Joyce carried two hastilly thrown together salads out to the men, and they all sat down and ate their steaks and salad at the garden table. Sylvia was still topless, and Joyce ate her steak not knowing that Steve knew she was a slut. “What a lovely afternoon…isn’t it? Steve..more drinks please..make me a cocktail…and strong..I need to unwind…Joyce you want one?” “Er um..yes why not? Not strong though…thank you Steve””Ok Robbie…hand please””Can’t be bothered””Wasn’t a request!””Oh hear him…Mr dominant” laughed Sylvia rubbing sun cream on her breasts. “Oh ok””Right laddy, what the fucks this all about. You and Joyce?” “Calm down…it’s no big deal…she wanted some cock so I gave her it….she was grateful and said thank you” he said bending the truth slightly. “What….she just plain asked you to to to…fuck her.”” Well not in so many words , but yes, she said she needed cock so I gave her it.””Mmm…so why are you telling me this?” “Well, it’s like this…I’ve never had anal sex before and I want to ask you how to go about it””Fuck me this gets worse…hold on…shes, not asked you, to do her up the arse has she?” “No no that’s me…I want to fuck her arse…come on Steve…you’ve seen her arse its magnificent, don’t tell me you haven’t given it a thought””Robbie I’m married to ya mum…she’s all the woman I need, why would I want Joyce?” “Didn’t say that…I said you must have given it a thought””Here…slice these lemons and limes…..Robbie this crazy. Shes just separated she’s vulnerable. You shouldn’t be getting mixed up in this””What…your saying an 18 year old, given a chance to fuck a milf like Aunty Joyce…..and I should turn it down…..don’t thing so””Ok ok. Think think. Hold on. Why you asking me about anal sex…that’s a bit personal isn’t it?” “Why?” “Never done it” “Yes you have””What?” “Yes you have..I’ve watched you…many times…mum loves it””I don’t fucking believe this…..come on. These are ready …say absolutely nothing to your mum. Ok?” “Ok Steve…thanks””What for?” “Listening””Mmm””Thank you…this looks lovely””Ok babe…I’m going for a shower, got a couple of calls to make…won’t be long…where’s Joyce?…””Think she went to call her mum…just left, she’ll not be long, where’s Robbie? “”Think he’s going to pack..you know..for Joyce’s. Do you think it’s a good idea…I’m not sure.””Why…it’ll make him appreciate home. Heehee. Also I’ll be able too run around naked and you can sex me up anywhere in the house…..don’t worry…I’ll not run fast””Just concerned….that’s all”Steve walked through the kitchen just as Joyce came into it…”Steve…can I talk to you about this morning…I’m still in shock….what were you doing kayseri rus escort bayan in my bedroom…you know…the erection…hard..watching me”Steve had been worried about this moment until his recent conversation with Robbie. “Yes Joyce…I was watching you…the door was open and I walked past and you were playing with yourself. It looked like you were dreaming..but your hands were still playing with your pussy.. I dropped my phone…. And that’s when you woke up…I’m sorry it happened but if you want to frig yourself….shut the fucking door.” “Oh…I see. Well..I didn’t know the door was open. I’m not in the habit of masturbating…I’m not that sort of girl…you should know that …and up u have just shut the door. It wasn’t very nice of you to spy on me….”..”Joyce…I’m sorry, but I haven’t got time for this shit…””Oh shit is it…I’m sure Sylvia wouldn’t see it like that””Joyce stop being a cunt…ok…your warned” and he stormed away before he said something he really regretted. “Oh” was all she could muster in reply. She joined a half pissed Sylvia in the garden, who was talking quietly on the phone. “………ok no problem….tomorrow”. “Who’s that?””Oh temporary boss…names McPeevie. He’s a hugeo fateo big bellyeo Scottish twat. Wants to see me asap. Told him I’d see him tomorrow…even though I’m off. He’s coming round here…says it won’t take long… Something about some notes…fuck him…where’s the wine?” “Oh it’s finished, I’ll go get another bottle””No no I need a piss…I’ll get it on the way back…you lie back and sun that hot bod of yours.” Sylvia scampered off into the house…she wasn’t needing a pee at all….she wanted to give her man a little attention. Robbie was folding clothes and placing then into a large travel bag. He didn’t know how long he was going to be staying with Joyce but he took enough for a fortnight. He was on holiday for two months and wasn’t starting his temporary job for another week. He wanted some answers from Steve before he left and intended to speak to him again today. He wasn’t particularly bothered that Steve was annoyed he was fucking Joyce, that was his problem…Robbie was only concerned about things about Robbie…a typical teenager. He was after Joyce’s arse and he didn’t want to make a fool of himself by messing it up. He should really have practiced on that slut the other night, but, well…too late now. Sylvia went into the bedroom and found Steve just out of the shower. “Oh good…nice and clean…I thought you might want a little…..sucky sucky…big boy…I’m as horny as fuck but I just thought you’d like a little bj to keep you sweet…see what a good little wifey you have…” She got on her knees and tried to pull the towel away. Steve kept tight hold. “Sylvia..for fuck sake…the fucking doors open…the windows open…Robbies just along the hall, fucking, Joyce is outside…and fuck sake..your wanting to suck cock…wise up woman. I’m fed up with this. Leave me alone please…I’ve work to do.””Oh..sorry…fuck you to pal” and she stormed off downstairs. Robbie heard the gist of the disagreement and was surprised. He…too his knowledge…had never turned his mum down before. Robbie hoped it was nothing to do with his conversation with steve that’s upset him. Best leave his questions till later he thought. Sylvia stormed outside forgetting to get the wine, plonking herself down on the end of Joyce’s sunbed. “Oh dear…what’s the matter?” “Tell you this…I think I’m the perfect wife…I wash, I iron, I cook, I clean. I work full time I raise our son. I’m a domestic goddess and a whore in the bedroom…most men would kill for a wife like me…and I offer to blow him…and he tells me to fuck off…I’m fucking boiling”. “Calm down….oh dear…I’ll get the wine hold on.”When Joyce returned Sylvia was lyeing on her sun bed and was making herself comfortable…”hoy..that’s my bed””Oh there’s room for two. Get the rus kayseri escort glasses and lie here with me…I’m off men…fuck them…”Joyce poured the two glasses and handed one to Sylvia who layed it carefully on the grass, and held her own as she climbed onto the bed beside her friend. “Men..who fucking needs them…eh Joyce..me and you should live together. We can do each other with toys, then when we want some cock we’ll phone a couple in and sent them back when there fucked. Heehee”.”your mad you…””Yes I am. I’m fucking blazing….I mean. If we were a couple and I wanted to eat you…would you turn me down?..no you wouldn’t you’d say…’fuck yes…get ya tongue in there’ heehee”They laughed together, drank the bottle, and contemplated getting another. “How pissed are you?” Asked Sylvia. “Me ok…spose…bit..””I’m bladdered…better stop, I want to remember when I tell Steve to fuck right off, I’m not letting him anywhere near me tonight….no fucking way “”Bet you I do! He’s not getting in any hole of mine tonight.””Your a nympho..you can’t say no….””Tell you what…stick your hand in my pants and finger me…tell me how wet I am””No way…your mad..I told you…””Go on..please…for me…just to see how wet I am…if I’m really really wet I’ll do him….if I’m moist I might do him…if I dry…fuck him. “”Sylvia….no””Joyce do it or I’ll stop Robbie going to yours….no cleaner…think about it…” she smiled and teased her friend. “Oh your terrible…ok…what do I do ?””Fuck sake babe…you’ve got a pussy….do what you do to yourself when you frig….stick a couple of fingers in…then check for juice…heehee”Sylvia spread her legs and pulled the bikini to one side. “Go on finger me. Now babe..now”Joyce wondered if she was back in her dream as she saw her fingers, still with a wedding ring on, easing into Sylvia’s tight little hole. She couldn’t understand why she was doing it, but she still did it. The wine…maybe…or, the heat. Maybe both. Sylvia’s eyes were closed and she was panting very softly as Joyce inserted one then two then three fingers into her sticky pot. “God thats good, go on babe…god I’m so wet…listen to that.” The noise was like k**s walking though a puddle and splashing. Sylvia’s pussy contracted on Joyce’s fingers and they were squeezed inside her hot sex…”Sylvia…I can’t do this””Go on babe…just till I come..I’m so fucking close…I’d do the same for you…go on…rub my clit…ooooh..that’s it….nip it..fuck Joyce. That’s good…get another finger in. Go on…faster. Still room…go on…fuck sake..so close…Joyce….fist me…fuck sake..fist me…push your fist in…i fucking need it…go on.””What…my whole fist..hell…””Yes it’ll go in….ooooh ooooh oh my god…fuck…Joyce. Now fist me…make me cum….aaaaaarrrrrggghhhhhhhh….oh….oh….oh….oh….yeeeeeeeesssssss….jooooooyyyyyccccceeee….” Sylvia slumped back on the bed and opened her eyes, slowly…”Joyce your a fucking star…..God I needed to cum….oh…look at the bed…I’ve squirted…what a tramp I am. Haven’t done that for weeks. “Joyce pulled her fist from Sylvia’s pussy, with a plop and looked at her cum covered hand…”Lick it””Sylvia…I can’t””Yes..you can…it tastes good, watch”She licked Joyce’s fingers and pushed the hand up to her mouth “open wide”……”God…Sylvia what have we done…I’m so shocked””Oh don’t worry…just a bit of fun….nobody’s hurt…are they!””No but..I’m not gay…I’m….not””Neither am I…it’s nothing….I just needed to cum…and you helped me….that’s all…I’d do the same for you…do you want me too. …if you want…I’d eat you if you’d prefer…not a problem. Look….”Sylvia looked at Joyce’s breasts and flicked the end of a very aroused nipple. She pulled the material down a touch and sc****d her fingernail along the blood filled bud. Joyce shivered. “I dreamed….this morning….you were fucking me…with..a huge….massive ….dildo….Sylvia…you.made.me.cum.””Do you want to come now ?” “Nnno not here….no not at all…this is wrong…so….lovely..oh so fucking lovely…..why why it’s wrong…but. Fuck…it feels…so good…”Robbie stood at the kitchen window….watching…..watching his drunk mum, and his drunk, Aunty Joyce. He didn’t disturb them……..his hand working furiously……

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