Letter 57 Extra Story Three

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Story Three - Joseph and Jenny

        This is the third of the six partner swapping stories after the dominoes game. Since these stories do not actually fit in with any of our letters, we have left them as separate stories in the book without letter headings, but since Joseph wrote about playing the game, we consider them to be under the general heading of his letter and called the Letter 57 extras.

Hi, it is Joseph writing, and Jenny is helping me.
        The dominoes game had been closely fought by us guys and but now as I look back, it was a surprise we became so competitive. Anyway, after we had finished, Mandara and Mike were announcing the results.
        The third girl for Mike to be called was Jenny. I have always liked Jenny. I think she is a very sexy woman. I like talking to her too. I think she likes me too, even if she can be very cheeky to me. I looked over at her, and she was looking at me too. She gave her lips the little lick with the tongue. Yes, I am knowing she is wanting with me.
        Then Mandara said my name, and we all knew who my love-partner was going to be.
        Jenny came over and sat beside me. She snuggled against me, and I put my arm around her. Yes, I was right, she was happy with the choice, like I was.

        We left the bar, and I saw Jenny talking with Lizamoa for a minute. I was already in our room when Lizamoa arrived. She was smiling and looked very happy with herself. For a moment, I wondered what was going on, and then I thought she was just happy about Steve.
        “Are you happy with your partner?” I asked her.
        “Yes, Joseph, I am very happy. But then I would be happy with any of the men; they are all very nice men.”
        “I am pleased you are happy,” I said.
        Then she asked, “Are you happy with your love-partner Joseph?”
        “Yes,” I said, “Jenny is a very sexy lady.”
        “Yes, Joseph, I know you like her. She just told me she is happy to have you, too. So have fun, Joseph.”
        I held her and kissed her before saying, “And you have fun too, Lizamoa.”
        Then, for a moment, she looked sad. “I’m a bit sorry for Mike tonight,” she said. “It was sad that he must be with Mandara tonight.”
        “What is wrong with Mandara tonight? Is it her women’s time?”
        “Yes, Joseph, I think it is.”
        “Oh, I am sorry too,” I said.
        Then she said, “If I knew how Steve would feel, I would invite Mike to join us for the threesome, but I don’t know about Steve and Mike.”
        “No, Lizamoa, you must only have Steve tonight. It would not be fair to ask him because he is a good man and would say ‘yes’ even if he did not want to share with you.”
        “Yes, I know that, Joseph. It might not work with Mike and Steve.”
        “What do you mean?” I asked her.
        “I think Steve is a bit competitive towards Mike. Like they are rivals.”
        “I did not know that.”
        “You watch Joseph. When they are together, sometimes you see it in Steve.”
        I had not even noticed that. Sometimes the women see things we men completely miss out. Lizamoa is often surprising me with that.
        “Well, I must be going now. Good night, Lizamoa.”
        “Good night, Joseph,” she responded, giving me another kiss.
        Then I left to find all the men meeting with Mike in the passageway. Mike told us to have a great night. I was thinking about what Lizamoa had told me, and so I asked Mike if we could arrange to share with Jenny, but he said no, he was OK, and so I left with the other men to the rooms we had to go too.

        Jenny was waiting for me when I entered her room. She was sitting at the dressing table, combing her hair. I walked over behind her and put my arms around her across her breasts.
        She smiled back at me in the mirror and said, “Hello, lover, are you ready for a sexy night tonight?”
        “Mmmmm,” I said, bending to her neck and nibbling her ear. She reached up to hold my head, closing her eyes. Obviously, she liked that. As I continued, I reached down to cup her breasts with each hand. Even through her blouse and the bra, I could feel her nipples harden.
        “Jenny, I am a bit worried that Mike doesn't get a partner tonight,” I told her.
        “Yeah, I know. I was wondering about that too. Maybe we could have invited him to be with us. I would have been OK with a threesome.”
        “What is this? You want two men, Jenny?”
        “I wouldn't have said no to two hot guys,” she smiled, looking up at me in the mirror.
        “Well, it's too late for that now. It is just going to be me, Jenny.”
        “I'm sure we'll have fun ourselves,” she replied.

        Finally, she broke away from me, standing up and turning towards me. “I have not done this very often, having sex with another man. Where do we start?”
        “You mean you have only had the sex with Peter?”
        “Oh no, I’m not that naïve. I had other boyfriends before Peter, but we have never been into the wife-swapping scene since we’ve been married. We have only done it once with Steve and Sharon.”
        “And don't forget with me at the party in New Zealand.”
        “Oh, of course. How could I forget that?”
        “Well, I won't forget what we did, Jenny,” I said.
        “So, what do we do first?”
        “OK, maybe we could take a shower together, and then we can come into the bedroom and watch TV.”
        “What! Watch TV?”
        “Just testing if you are listening. Maybe if we leave the TV off, we can be finding something else to be doing.”
        “I’m sure we can,” she giggled.
        In the bathroom, we were soon stripping each other’s clothes off. I had thought about doing a Lizamoa trick, but I didn’t have any other clothes in this room, and somehow I had to get back to my own room in the morning.
        I adjusted the water and stepped under the water. Jenny followed behind me. Soon, I was washing her, every part of her beautiful body. Rubbing the soapy suds all over her. Yes, I made sure not to missing the breasts and pussy. It is nice to be doing that, either doing it or the receiving it is good.
        Now Jenny was able to do the same for me, too. Yes, some of her intentions went to my cock. I think she likes it. Likeing feeling and playing with it.
        Once she had me covered in the soap, we took hold of each other, rubbing our soapy bodies against each other. That was nice too, but since I am taller than her and she is almost as short as Lizamoa, holding each other like that doesn't work so well.
        After rinsing each other off that way, we stepped out of the shower to dry each other off. With all this touching and feeling going on, we were both very ready for each other when we were back in the bedroom.

        Lying back on the bed, I grabbed for the TV remote. “What channel do you want?”
        She jumped at me, making a grab for the remote. “The X-rated porn channel,” she replied.
        I held the remote out of her reach, saying, “Oh, I am very sorry, madam, we do not allow that channel in this hotel.”
        “Oh yes, we do,” she said, finally grabbing the remote and throwing it onto the floor.
        There she was, her tiny body lying on top of mine. Each hand holding my hands, pinning me against the bed. I tried to move, but she held me even tighter. Then, using all my strength, I pushed upwards, pushing her off me. She was strong for such a small girl, and she tried hard to stop me, too.
        Now, as she lay beside me, breathing heavily after our struggle. I leaned over to her heaving breasts. Taking one nipple into my mouth, I flicked at it with the tongue. She moaned with me doing that too.
        When I moved further down, I changed my position so my legs were up near the pillow end of the bed. Soon I arrived at her low nest and first running my fingers through the curls of her pussy before my tongue and mouth followed.
        She had now discovered that I was in reach of her, too. I felt her fingers explore around my balls and onto my penis, then she grasped my shaft to begin gently pumping me.
        I felt her body move as she tried to reach me with my mouth, but she couldn’t. I rolled onto my back, and she moved over on top of me with her thighs open, each side of my head and her head over my balls and penis. Now we were doing the 69 sexual position with each other.
        I was not with the plan to cum like this, but you know how these things are going. Soon, all control is getting away from us, and we ended with us both into the orgasm.
        We lay back beside each other while we were recovering, which, with the excitement it didn’t take too long. In our next lovemaking, we did it twice. First, we did with Jenny being the top person, and she was sitting with her legs each side with her pussy pushed against me so I could enter into her. I am surprised such a little body could take so much of me, but then she is not as small as Lizamoa and Liz does. We then changed the position, so I was the one to be on top. Like I do with my wife, I was careful not to place my full weight upon her, and we did that way too.
        Each time was very good sex, and each time we were both able to find the orgasm too. But we do not want to waste details on this because we want to tell about what we did in the morning.

        The next morning, I awoke to find Jenny curled up against me. I moved slightly, getting more comfortable, and she started to wake up.
        I waited for her, and in a few moments she said, “Good morning, Joseph.”
        “How are you this morning, Jenny?” I asked.
        “Oh, I’m fine. After last night, I had a wonderful sleep. How are you?”
        “I’m very good too. Very rested after what we did.”
        “It was good, wasn’t it?”
        “Yes, you are a lovely lady,” I said. “And you make a very good partner in the bed.”
        “Oh, you’re not too bad yourself,” she replied. “By the way, what time is it?”
        “A bit before the seven, I think.”
        “What time do we have to be up?” Jenny asked.
        “Mike said eight-thirty to be down at breakfast by nine.”
        “Ok then,” she said, turning towards me. “Have we got time for some more fun?”
        “After last night, you still want some more?” I asked.
        “Yes, of course, don’t you?”
        “I am willing, too,” I replied. “What are you thinking about?”
        “Peter and I play a little game sometimes. We tell a sexy fantasy while we bring ourselves off together.”
        “You mean like making me come to a sexy story?”
        “Not just you, sunshine," she laughed, giving me a thump. "Both of us. Both of us are involved in the story and both of us cumming ourselves too.”
        “OK,” I replied. “We can try this, but how do we start?”
        “Well, you lie back on the pillow, and I will lie back against you. Make yourself nice and comfortable. Then we think of something nice and sexy to talk about.”
        “OK, what shall we talk about?”
        “What? Hasn’t a sexy guy like you got any imagination?” she laughed, hitting me again.
        "Stop!" I said to her hitting. Not that it hurt too much, but it was distracting.
        "What?" she asked. "Oh, that hit. You asked for it."
        She laughed and waited for a moment. I think she was expecting a reply. When I didn't, she continued. "OK, let me start it off.”
        Then Jenny began, “You remember the Ripper Stripper Party we went to and how we entered the contest at the end. What if we had done a couples strip together?”
        “You mean one like Shanti, and Mike does so well.”
        “Yes, exactly, but we’d do it better than they would.”
        “Of course we would. We will start by walking onto the little stage with all our clothes on, just you and just me, Jenny.”
        “Yes, Joseph and then what would we do?”
        I could feel her moving, and I knew she was working her pussy with her fingers. I reached down to find my erect cock and, gripping it, I began to stroke it slowly, up and down the length of my shaft.
        “I am undoing the buttons of your blouse. As I pop open each button, more and more of you I am revealing. Now all the buttons are gone, and I fling it off your shoulders until it is dropping on the floor. Now I can see the tiny red bra you are wearing. I can see it, and all the room can see too.”
        “Now it is my turn, Joseph, to take your shirt off. I am doing it the same way you did with me. First, undoing the buttons and then letting it drop off onto the floor. All the girls can see your naked chest. They can see your muscles ripple as I run my fingers over your body. They are wishing it was them and not me.”
        “But we have more clothes to take off, Jenny. Now I am undoing the clip on your skirt. When it is undone, I am going to let it drop to the floor so we can all see the tiny red G-string panties you have on.”
        “I am reaching down to your trousers now. Pulling down the zipper and undoing your belt. Now I am pulling them down. I can see the tiny G-string you have on. It covers your balls and cock at the front but has nothing but a string at the back.”
        “I am going to get your bra off next, Jenny. I want to show everybody your naked breasts. I unclip the clip and pull it open to let it fall off you. Do you like them seeing your bared breasts, Jenny?”
        “Yes, Joseph, I want them to see. I want the whole world to see them.”
        “Now what are you going to do next, Jenny?”
        “I am going to take those tiny pants off. I want to get your big cock out and show all the girls how lucky I am. Now I have you naked for them all to see.”
        “Now I am naked, and there is only one thing for me to take off you. Do you want me to pull your panties off, Jenny?”
        “Yes, Joseph, I want you to.”
        “Do you want everybody in the room to see your pussy, Jenny?”
        “Yes, Yes! I want them to see me. I want them to see my pussy.”
        “Ok then,” I said. “I am sliding them down now. Now everyone in the room can see your pussy. They can see everything because you have your pussy shaved.”
        “Oh, Joseph... I feel so open... So exposed with my bald pussy on show.”
        “But we are not finished yet, are we, Jenny?”
        She stopped for a moment. I think a bit surprised there was more.
        “No, Joseph. What are we going to do now?”
        “I have some oil now. I am going to rub it all over you. All over your naked body while everybody is watching us.”
        “Where are you going to rub it, Joseph?”
        “First, I am going to rub this lovely oil all over your breasts. I am going to make them soaking in oil and make your nipples so hard as I do it. Does that feel nice, Jenny?”
        “That feels wonderful, but I think my pussy needs some too.”
        “Now my hands are rubbing the oil all over your bald pussy. My fingers are running up and down your slot and making you wet too.”
        “Yes, Joseph. I feel so wet now.”
        “Now my fingers are into your pussy. I am going to pull open the lips so all the guys watching can see your pink inside. Do you want me to show them?”
        “Yes, Joseph. Open my pussy and let all the guys see me.”
        “And the girls? Do you want them to see you, too?”
        She stopped for a moment. She wasn’t expecting that one.
        “Yes, Yes! I want the girls to see too. I want everybody to see me. I... want... everybody to see... Oh Oh, I’m going to cum... ahhhhh.”
        Suddenly, her body was jerking against me as her orgasm hit her. She cum with an intense orgasm. The excitement of feeling her body as she climaxed was exciting for me to feel too, and within seconds my orgasm as past the point of no return.
        Jenny quickly changed her position, kneeling so she could bend down to take my cock into her mouth. Just as she did, I exploded to fill her mouth with my cum. She swallowed hard to take it all down.

        So that was how we finished our night together. By now it was getting late, and so we had to rush for a shower before it was time for me to leave for Lizamoa’s room.
        I had just come out of the bathroom when there was a knock at the door. I opened it so Peter could enter. Saying 'Hi,' to him, I picked up my bag and left to return to my own room.
        Lizamoa was ready, waiting for me.
        “Hurry up, Joseph!” she scolded. “We are going to be late.”
        But it didn’t take me long to change, and we were on our way down to breakfast. I’d asked Lizamoa how her night went, and although she said it was good, she would not tell me any more details. She said I would have to wait for her and Steve’s story to be written.
        That is our story from Jenny and Joseph.

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