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 Joey Part Three

   By JimBob

   This is the third and last part of Joey.  Here are links to the first
and second parts. 
Partone:http://www1.asstr.org/files/Authors/JimBob/Joey%20series/Joey,%20Pa
rt%20One.txt?nocache=IUxRrTKyTZRfhYrgSYHM Part two:
http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/JimBob/Joey%20series/Joey%20Part%20Two.t
xt

   This is adult fiction for adults only.  If you are underage, you must
stop reading now!

   Joey and Mr. Brown get together again.  The Twins are fine, The tipsy wife is given a dose of sleeping pills, and little Joey is about to find out what real man sex feels like.

   It was almost two weeks before Joey got a call from the Browns.  Sure, she would be happy to baby sit on Saturday!  She was wearing the short skirt again on Saturday, but not by accident this time.

   Mr.  Brown picked her up a little early, and as they pulled away down
the driveway, he pulled a willing Joey close, and his hand dropped down
between her thighs just below her skirt.  He turned and kissed her before
they turned onto the main road, it was a lip kiss that lasted a short
while, just long enough for his hand to slip up and feel the slightly damp
panty crotch.  The now familiar heat and thrill suffused her loins, and she
spread her legs for his probing fingers.  A faint little girl sex odor
drifted up and Mr.  Brown sniffed in appreciation.  "Don't stand too close
to my wife," he cautioned Joey as the car turned into his driveway.  He got
a can of deodorant spray and shot a spray here and there as he spoke.

   The babysitting evening went by uneventfully and the Browns came home
even earlier than usual.  Mrs. Brown was quite tipsy, and insisted that
she have another little "drinkie" before she went up to bed.  Tom Brown was
happy to oblige his wife, and liberally laced the drink with sleeping
powder then handed her the fixed drink.  He winked at Joey as he helped his
wife up the stairs.  Joey sat on the couch reading her book, almost
shivering with desire and anticipation as she waited for Tom Brown to come
down to her.  She rubbed her fingers down over her damp crotch and tried to
stop the itch that she was feeling there.  She heard a door close upstairs
and Tom coming down the stairs.

   Tom Brown mixed himself a fairly strong vodka and coke and Joey a much
milder one as he eyed the girl on the couch.  The short dress did not
conceal much of her tanned thighs.  She had beautiful legs.  No doubt the
skin was delicate and would bruise quite easily, he would have to be
careful when he handled her.  The kid was really hot, and he had an almost
comatose wife in her bed, and a lot of time tonight.  He intended to enjoy
opening this little flower, take his time and enjoy every moment.  Tom
handed Joey her glass.  "Here Joey, you look thirsty.  We have time for a
little coke before I take you home." He sat down right next to the kid.  He
had been preparing her for this...

   "Thank you, Mr.  Brown."

   "It's Tom when we are alone like this, remember, Joey?" Tom took this
chance to pull the kid close and give her an extra squeeze.  Then he let
his hand drop between her knees.  "Did you tell anyone about the last
time?" He asked casually, though he already knew the answer.

   Joey's face snapped back up, and her eyes met his.  "No!" Did he really
think she could talk about THAT?  She shook her head for emphasis.  Her
loins began to warm up.  He was going to do that mouth thing again, lick
and suck on her pussy!  She knew it.  Her eyes dropped to his lips.

   Seeing her reaction, Tom licked his lips and then extended his curled
tongue and wiggled it at her.

   Joey dropped her eyes to his fingers playing between her knees.  Her
face turned a bright red.  He was going to do it, she just knew it.  The
warm feeling spread from her loins through her whole body.  She glanced
down at Tom's lap.  The tent was there again!  Without thinking anymore
about it, Joey dropped a hand onto his hardness, and felt around for a
moment.  Then she found the hard shaft thrusting up in his pants.  She
squeezed it in a tight little fist.

   Tom gave a grunt of pleasure and a moment later one of frustration.  He
had slid his hand quickly up to her panties, but the double crotch material
gave him no touch sensation of her slit or clitoris.

   Joey was in an equal bind, because of the double material over his cock,
she could hardly get in a good squeeze that he could feel.  It was a
Chinese stand-off.

   They solved it by each letting go, and then removing the offending
material.  Joey pulled her panties down and off, and Tom slid his zipper
down and unfastened belt and snap and slipped his pants and under pants
down to his knees.  Then they came back together.  Joey only looked at
Tom's big member for a few seconds.  Tom was big!

   Joey decided there was no way that big purple head was going into her
little pussy.  Why, it was twice as big as Billy's and that one had hurt.
'Not for long,' the nagging little voice inside her that really wanted to
do it said.  'Try it!' In spite of her better judgment, Joey "tried it."
She reached down and grasped the big, hard tool by the shaft, avoiding the
big purple knob with the big drop of pre cum oozing out of the slit in the
end.  She didn't know what it was, but she didn't want it on her hand.  She
turned and bent the big cock in all directions, examining it from both
sides and top and bottom.  "Wow!" She breathed in awe and wonder.

   "Taste it!" Tom said.  Joey shook her head and pointed to the drops of
pre cum.  Tom reached down into a back pocket in his dangling pants and
took out a handkerchief.  He cleaned the end of his cock.

   Tom's big fingers were in her wet pussy, caressing the lips, testing her
hole, caressing her clit with wet fingers.  She was so hot!  On impulse,
she leaned over his bare lap and guided the huge knob between her lips. 
The knob filled her small mouth, but she managed to wet it with her tongue
and taste the smeared drops she had seen before.  It tasted the way Billy's
cock had tasted, but more manly, she thought.  She liked the taste.  It
made her juices flow more freely over Tom's fingers.

   They were both ready.  They slipped off the couch and onto the soft
carpet.  Joey was on her back, knees apart and slightly open, waiting for
Tom to mount her.  But he didn't.  He lay on his side crossways and moved
in, lifting her legs over his body so one was over his thighs by his knees,
and the other was up over his mid-section.  He scooted in closer, holding
his rod so the knob made contact with her spread pussy lips.  Joey gasped
at that tingling contact.  Tom had his other hand over her stomach, palm
down, holding her flat as his thumb found and caressed her clit.  Joey
mewed out her pleasure.  Tom was rubbing his knob through her wet slit from
clit to perineum, spreading his slick pre cum and her equally slick juices
from one end of her slit to the other.

   Joey liked this position.  She had been worried about his bulky body
looming over her, crushing her.  But she was free to move her hips around
and his warm hand on her lower tummy and his thumb caressing her clit, this
would never have worked in the missionary position.  Of course she didn't
know any positions but she knew she liked the way she felt now.

   Suddenly the knob found and entered her vagina.  Joey bit her lip and
stiffened, but the burst of pain she was expecting never came.  With only
the slightest pause the big head slipped in, and the rest of the shaft
followed as Tom rolled his body toward her and plunged deep into her,
giving them both a shock that shook them both to the core.  It seems
Billy's wild fuck had opened her much wider than the diameter of his little
cock.  She handled the big cock easily, and the long foreplay had her slick
and ready for him.  The absence of any weight on her lower body gave her
hips free play to move as the tides of passion and pleasure took her.

   Tom had intended to change position after he had opened her up, and give
her a regular fuck, but the feel of her little body responding to every
little movement held him where he was.  Both of them ended up in a single
wild orgasmic mass of wriggling and thrusting bodies.  Afterward, as they
lay there still connected and both panting, Tom undid Joey's blouse and
fondled her little nipples as he relived the last few frantic moments in
his mind.  His still hard cock twitched as he remembered his climax and his
cock shooting the wild spurts of cum deep in her pussy.

   "Oh!  Oh Yes!" Came her quiet little voice.  "Yes!  Do that, Tom!"

   *********************************** End Part Three

   As usual, this is a fantasy, any similarity to any person, place or
thing is purely co-incidental.