Friday's fuck had been powerful, urgent, and deep. They had both waited far too many days to muster any patience. Mandy tried to slow him down but Joseph topped her and drove them both to rapid, sweaty, loud conclusions.
Saturday's sex had been more satisfying. Her need front and center, Mandy had teased her willing partner into a frenzy but in a moment of distracted pleasure he had escaped her entwining limbs to gain the upper hand. His thrusting pushed her to more climaxes than she could remember... and a few more. Damp, exhausted, they had lay recovering in each other's arms. She had felt his still hard manhood throb against her leg. Willing though he had been, ready as his plumbing had been, desperate as he had been, his own orgasm had remained just beyond his unassisted reach.
Now, with Joseph away at a meeting, Mandy could take a few minutes for something she had not done in a long long time. She could plan her "assistance" to make sure that Joseph came. She could decide when and where and how. Most important, she could set the scene so that his superior strength would avail Joseph no advantage.
She would treat him like a piece of tough meat, stewing him in tenderizer for a good long time. Only then would he be pliable enough to cook.
* * *
Their amorous intentions drew them to the bedroom. Mandy teased. Joseph struggled. She loved how he played along, fighting more to please them both than to free himself. She loved being mostly in control of their pace. As he approached his relief... it had been four days for Joseph... she pulled back a few inches, leaving his most sensitive member unstimulated. She cuddled against him as he caught his breath. Joseph's right hand found enough freedom to begin a foray toward her crotch. Laughing lightly, she slipped from his arms and out of their bed.
Mandy sang and blew him a kiss.
Slow down, you move too fast.
You got to make the morning last.
She was back in an instant, baffling Joseph by handing him his vibrating butt toy but he consented when she reassured him, "Just to guarantee that you don't finish as frustrated as last time."
She reclined on the bed, naked, watching Joseph fetch some lube and carefully insert the bulging shape into his anus. Her fingers idled through the hair by her clit, pleasuring her almost as much as watching Joseph stare her her doing it.
As he picked up a towel to wipe the excess lube from his hand, Mandy grabbed the remote control for Joseph's insides and turned him ON. He jumped from the unexpected assault and hurried into bed.
"Not yet!" Mandy stopped him with an outstretched hand. "Get dressed."
"Now?" he stammered. He needed sex, not clothes.
"Want to cum?" Mandy asked.
"Fuck yeah" Joseph countered, moving toward her pussy, focused only on relief.
Mandy stabbed the OFF button, making Joseph gasp. "Then get dressed! No shirt, no shoes, no cum."
Mandy watched the conflict play out on Joseph's face and smiled when, after just a couple of seconds, he got to his feet and collected his underwear from the floor.
She turned Joseph's vibrator back ON and lay back to enjoy her private floor show... and what a show it was. It took much prodding and rearranging to get his engorged package into his jockey shorts and then to get his pants on, but Joseph managed it. Mandy, torquing his insides in the most disturbing ways, hindered him at every turn.
Joseph eventually stood fully clothed to his par amour's satisfaction. She slithered across the bed to him, pulled her naked body full against his, lifted her arms up, entwined them around his head and neck, and French kissed him in to gasping jelly. His hands roamed her body, pinched her nipples, probed her valley, pulled her tight against his pelvis. Mandy wanted to fuck his hotness right then and there. She would have, too, had Joseph not so cluelessly put himself in such a compromising situation. Her ultimate pleasure would have to wait but the waiting was going to be oh so exciting!
"Sit!" Mandy commanded as she pushed Joseph down onto a chair. She giggled as he gasped, his own weight driving the plug deeper inside him. She drew her finger through her own wetness and dried it on Joseph's mustache and lips.
