Joy and Happiness

Before the jacket could fall to the floor, Joy's hands returned. This time they quickly worked their way down the thin line of buttons holding Michelle's white blouse together. It fell loose along her sides, exposing a matching green bra that displayed more of her charms than a more modest woman might have desired.

Michelle's blouse followed her jacket as Joy took a wide step back, turning the shorter brunette as she moved. The Asian woman let out a low whistle of appreciation as she surveyed the valley of delight in front of her. Gripping the bottom of her own shirt, Joy pulled it up and over her head in one quick action. Her own rounded mounds stood naked, a bra not being something she normally bothered with. Michelle let out a quiet but no less appreciative sigh as her eyes focused on the dark quarter-sized areola that capped both mounds.

Joy stepped forward, closing the gap between them. Her open hands closed against Michelle's clothe covered breasts as their mouths met once more in a kiss. Even as they embraced, Michelle felt a second set of hands on her as Hanna finally joined in, pressing tight against her back, her prodigious mounds rubbing against the exposed flesh.

Hanna slipped her fingers past the elastic that held tight Michelle's pants, briefly brushing her fingers against the damp panties beneath. Then, dropping to her knees, the darker skinned girl pulled down the pants, revealing the other half of Michelle's lingerie set.

Those same fingers danced across the cheeks of Michelle's ass, followed in their wake by the soft press of Hanna's lips and tongue. The long haired girl rose back to her feet, turning her attention to the tiny clasp holding together Michelle's thin bra. A restraint also gone a moment later.

Joy felt the hindrance to her touch slacken and lifted her hands to let it fall free. Michelle took the opportunity to show her appreciation to Hanna with a kiss equally as intense as those she had already shared with the Asian girl. Each of their tongues danced erotically against the other.

Joy's fingers, meanwhile, were performing a dance of their own across Michelle's small breasts, paying particular attention to the tiny, stiff nipples pointing outward. She leaned inward and quickly planted a wet kiss on each of them, alternating the press of her lips with a dash of her tongue.

"Oh yes," Michelle moaned loudly as Hanna withdrew her tongue.

Hanna took a further step back, taking a moment to unzip her dress and slide it down over her body. Her dark breasts hung heavy against the confines of her thick bra, the whiteness of which matched the large size panties that covered her womanhood. Both quickly joined the dress on the floor as the nineteen year old shed her undergarments as easily as her inhibitions.

Following her lead, Michelle shed the last of her own lingerie as she pulled down her own panties and dropped them on the growing pile. As she undid her shoes and stocking, she caught sight of Joy to her left, echoing the actions of the other two women. Pulling down her black leather pants, she revealed both a lack of undergarments and pubic hair as well.

Michelle couldn't help but compare the contrast between the two lovers. As a physical trainer, Joy had the kind of body that most women could only dream about. She was willing to bet her paycheck that the Asian woman's body didn't have an excess ounce of fat anywhere on it. While her breasts were only slightly larger than the older woman's own, they appeared much more solid. Including the shaved area between her legs, there appeared to be a noticeable absence of body hair.

Hanna was almost a total opposite, but quite sexy in her own way. Thinking back to the art courses she's taken in college, Rubenesque came to mind as Michelle tried to describe the black girl's body. Large heavy breasts hung free, with areola the size of the palm of her hand capping each one. A thick mat of tight, curly black hair hid the prize between her thighs, but Michelle was certain she would get a close enough look at it soon enough.

The few seconds Michelle had taken to compare Joy and Hanna, had also been used by both of them for the same reason. Looking at Michelle, both saw a woman who was, by any standard, highly desirable. Her breasts, while not at large as Hanna's or as firm as Joy's, cried out to be touched. She might've carried a few more pounds than she liked, but not enough for anyone else to care. The brown hair below her own waist had been carefully trimmed into a small triangle, a practice she had always been highly conscientious of. One that her lovers had always been appreciative of.

The moment of dual appreciation passed and the younger lovers closed on Michelle. Their hands reached for Michelle's breasts, caressing her soft flesh even as their mouths again traded erotic kisses. Kisses that continued even as they worked their way down Michelle's chest until each of them took a nipple between their lips.

"Oh God, yes!" Michelle moaned even louder as she felt the wetness of their twin touch.

Talented tongues and hands played across Michelle's body, bringing with them memories of long ago nights when she had shared in the delights of Sappho with her sorority sisters. Recollections that added to the pleasures washing over her.

Even as their mouths worked their magic on Michelle's tender mounds, two sets of hands also brought their skills to the brown patch between the brunette's legs. Hanna reached down and brushed her fingertips across the wet mound, stroking the outer edges of Michelle's pussy. Joy, meanwhile, pressed three fingers past the damp folds to caress even more sensitive flesh. With an almost blurring motion, her fingers moved in and out of the tight passage, sending vibrating waves of delight radiating outward.

"Ooooooo," Michelle echoed as, eyes closed tightly, she asked herself how she had ever given things like this up?

After playing for a while, Hanna and Joy guided Michelle over to the bed and laid her across it. Then they split apart, with Hanna moving up by the headboard and Joy climbing onto the bottom of the bed.

Not wasting a moment, Joy took hold of Michelle's legs and lifted them apart, replacing her fingers with her tongue. Parting the way with outstretched hands, she shoved her tongue as deep into Michelle as possible, tongue-fucking her hard and fast right from the start. Her hands slid under the older woman's ass, taking a tight hold and giving her even greater access.

Michelle wanted to cry out but her voice was muffled by the press of one of Hanna's large breasts pressing against her lips. The brunette opened her mouth wide and took in as much of the chocolate treat as possible, her lips and tongue playing with the thick nipple, licking, sucking, and biting the hard tip in every possible combination. She continued onto the soft flesh around it, working her way back in concentric circles to the hard center. Then she began all over again as Hanna shifted position, letting Michelle sample its twin as well as the deep valley in-between.

The tiny sparks that flooded Hanna's chest were but poor imitations of those racing outward from between Michelle's legs, but they were pleasing nonetheless. She knew there would be much more to come soon enough. A taste of which was forthcoming as reaching out with one free hand, Michelle found the sweet spot between Hanna's legs and began to play that pearl as well. In no time at all, she had worked several fingers deep inside and added to the dark skinned teenager's pleasures.

Back and forth the three woman went, slightly changing positions every so often, continuously adding the their collective delights. Echoes of passion washed over all of them, sometimes rebounding and multiplying. Each gave as much of themselves as possible, sharing in their common desire.

Then, Joy abruptly took charge, pulling them all apart. Michelle followed Hanna's lead and quickly followed the Asian woman's direction. Hanna now took the head of the bed, resting against the heavy pillows with her legs spread wide. Michelle came next, down on all fours with her head between Hanna's legs, only inches from her dew covered mound. Joy was again at the bottom of the bed, her hands playing with the cheeks of Michelle's ass, holding them apart to give wide access to the sweetness of the brunette's mound she had been so enjoying all along.

Now it was Michelle who wasted no time in getting right down to business. A quick mental calculation could have told her that it had been five years and two months since the last time she'd gone down on another woman, Courtney Carter to be exact, one of the girls in her sorority. But the nimble action of her tongue as she remembered long unused skills proved she hadn't forgotten a thing. In no time at all, she had the younger woman purring like a kitten as the brunette drank deep of the sweet nectars her efforts produced. An ambrosia she was determined to reap the full benefits of as her ministrations grew ever more frenzied.

Joy had held back slightly, waiting to be sure that Hanna was well being taken care of. Assured that she was, she went to work again on Michelle, alternating the thrust of her tongue with her equally talented fingers. The echoes of passion the twin delights generated washed across Michelle's body, passing through it and finding their way into Hanna as well via the equally skilled fingers and tongue of their guest. Hanna added to her own enjoyment as she lifted her breasts upward, massaging then with her tongue.

Absorbed in the honeyed pleasures of Hanna's sex, Michelle didn't notice at first that Joy had abandoned her own. By the time she did, the woman behind her had returned and she didn't think anything of it. Not until, a dozen heartbeats later, when she felt a much harder pressure against the walls of her womanhood.

In that brief interval, Joy had slid off the bed and removed one of her favorite toys from the chest at the foot of the bed. It took no time at all to slip in on. If Michelle were to tear herself away from her Sapphic repast, which she had no intention of doing, she would see that Joy was now equipped with a realistic strap-on that was much more endowed than Kevin Shaw had ever dreamed of being.

Of course Michelle knew that size wasn't always everything, and the that skill of the person you were with mattered just as much as the equipment in hand. But when you had both, heaven could indeed be a place on Earth. Something that Joy was happy to demonstrate as she took hold of her "womancock" and pressed it against the entrance of Michelle's pussy.

Michelle's eyes opened wide at the unexpected, but familiar sensation. It only took the few moments that Joy used to cover the head of her toy with an abundance of lubricating nectar for the older brunette to realize what it was. Just enough time for her to prepare herself to take as much of it as she could.

Effortlessly, Joy pressed forward, burying a third of her length inside Michelle before pulling back. Slowly at first, then with an increased tempo, she repeated her actions until all of her filled Michelle. Then, taking a tight hold on the woman beneath her, Joy began to fuck Michelle in earnest.

Faster and harder, Joy brought Michelle a level of ecstasy that few men had ever equaled. Elation that Hanna shared in as well as it drove Michelle to do Delta Theta Phi proud, bringing the teenager to the edge of orgasm. An edge she teetered precariously on.

Joy recognized the look on her lover's face and knew that it wouldn't take much more to put her over the top. In a way, she knew that she and her lover were connected by the woman in-between them. The pleasures Joy was bringing to Michelle, found their way to Hanna as well. So in bringing Michelle to orgasm, she was doing the same to her love.

Joy leaned forward, reaching under Michelle as her fingers found her clit, adding to the pre-orgasmic tremors that were taking hold of her body. It didn't take much more effort to take her over the edge as well. Michelle resisted the urge to surrender to the forces assaulting her just long enough to know that she had brought Hanna to climax first.

The larger girl had dropped back against the pillows as her body quaked with orgasmic satisfaction. Her eyes closed as she shut out everything but the serene bliss that Michelle had brought to her. The familiar smile on her face brought a warm satisfaction to Joy.

Michelle's orgasm followed almost immediately, her body shuddering as Joy pressed into her one final time, pressing their bodies tightly together as she shared in her rapture. The small orgasm that the constant friction of the base of her womancock against her clit didn't compare with the rapture of the other two women, but coupled with the joy she had helped produce, it was satisfying enough.

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A while later, after they had untangled themselves, Joy suggested that Michelle make use of their small shower to clean up. Michelle was about to decline the offer, but quickly realized that no one was going to have to get all that close to her to know how she'd spent the afternoon.

By the time she emerged, clean and fresh, Joy had tossed on a new T-shirt that clung to her own sweaty body. Hanna, Michelle noted, seemed to be taking a nap.

"She does that a lot," Joy explained, "especially after someone really makes her come hard."

Michelle smiled at the compliment.

"You know, you're okay," Joy said as Michelle quickly got dressed again. "This afternoon was a lot more fun that I thought it would be."

"It was a lot of fun for me to," Michelle smiled. "It made me remember some things that I should never have forgotten."

Joy wasn't sure what to make of that, but just nodded nevertheless.

"You'll say goodbye to Hanna for me?" the older woman asked as she put on her jacket. "I don't want to wake her just for that."

"Sure," Joy said as she escorted Michelle to the door. "Don't forget your shopping bags," she added as she picked up the small one from the floor.

The mention of the mornings shopping made Michelle realize something. She paused for a moment, opening one of the small bags and took something from the bottom of it.

"I want you to have this," she said as she handed the purple and gold scarf to Joy.

"Hey, we didn't invite you here in order to get anything," Joy said defensively.

"I know that," Michelle smiled, "and I wouldn't offer it as that. It's a gift, the sort of thing a friend gives."

Joy still seemed reluctant.

"For Hanna then," Michelle said, "you said yourself how beautiful she looked in it."

"I don't have anything like that to give you in return," Joy replied, having already accepted the offering under that premise.

"Believe me, what you've given me is a lot more valuable than any scarf," Michelle said as she picked up her bags and again headed for the door, "even one from D'Angelo's."

A quick, almost chaste kiss followed and Michelle was on her way out the door.

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A month later, Michelle was walking down Seventh Avenue and spotted the couple walking on the other side of the street. A happy smile filled her face when she saw the scarf wrapped around Hanna's neck. Whenever she thought of it, which had been often the last few weeks, she thought of the wondrous excitement of that afternoon. An excitement that she knew she would never let slip from her life ever again.

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