'We're delivering some groceries over to Joy Adams' cabin,' grinned Stan. 'Thought maybe you'd like to ride along.'

'Who's Joy Adams?' Teri asked, flattered that they wanted her to accompany them.

'She's a writer,' Sonny explained. 'She's quite a character. I think you'd like her.'

'Okay,' Teri smiled. 'Everyone's gone from here for the afternoon. I'd like to go with you.'

Jumping into the boat, they were soon skimming across the water.

'Hey,' the girl shouted over the roar of the motor. 'What's your name?'

'I'm Stan,' answered the tall blond boy. 'And this is Sonny.'

'Hi Stan 'n' Sonny,' she giggled, smiling at the shorter, dark-haired boy.

A few minutes later, the boat slowed down and headed for an old dilapidated pier that pointed out into the lake or weather-beaten pilings. On the share, just up the path from the pier was a small cabin similar to dozens of them that dotted the lake shore. But it stood out because the front door was a brilliant orange and every window shutter was a different color, ranging from shocking pink to a bright turquoise. Although the colors were bold, the overall appearance was like a fairy tale candy house.

After carrying the packages up the path, they knocked on the door. It was opened by the most striking young lady that Teri had ever seen. Joy Adams was in her mid-twenties with long red hair and big smoky grey eyes that peered out from behind a pair of large, horn-rimmed glasses that didn't even distract from her beautiful fresh face. She was holding a cigarette between her wide, generous lips and was wearing nothing but a short blue housecoat that she was holding together in front.

'Hi, boys,' she smiled. 'Come on in.'

'Joy,' Sonny grinned as they entered the room. 'This is Teri Barker.'

'Hello, Teri,' she greeted the girl with a big warm smile. 'I hope you'll excuse the mess.'

'Hi,' the girl responded, glancing around the room. It was cluttered, but not dirty. There was a typewriter on a table that was scattered with papers. The sofas and chairs were strewn with more papers and garments of clothing that Joy was quickly gathering up.

'I didn't expect you until tomorrow,' she smiled at Stan.

'Yeah,' Sonny laughed. 'We usually deliver on Thursdays, but we had nothing to do today, so we brought them over.'

Joy walked over to the cupboard and took down four glasses, then filled them with wine.

'Here's to sex,' she smiled, handing them their glasses.

'Joy writes children's fairy tales,' Stan said turning to Teri.

'That sounds like fun,' Teri smiled.

'Yeah,' Joy giggled, seating herself on a sofa next to Sonny. 'I write for the fucking Pabluni set.'

Teri was a bit shocked by the woman's forthright language, but the boys had warned her about Joy being a character.

'This is a nice place to write,' Teri smiled, trying to be casual.

'I sure have my fucking privacy,' Joy laughed. 'There's no road in here. The only way you can reach this cabin is by boat.'

'Don't you ever get lonesome?' Teri asked, still a bit embarrassed about the woman's frankness.

'I don't get lonesome,' Joy laughed, sipping on her wine, 'but I sure get horny out here by myself. I'd go nuts if those two studs didn't come out and ball me. I'm a gal that needs to get fucked.'

Teri was too startled, to answer.

'You look pretty hot yourself,' Joy giggled, looking at Teri's luscious body so fully revealed in shorts and halter. 'You must like your fucking, too, or you wouldn't be running around with these two cunt hounds.'

'We just met Teri,' Stan interrupted, noticing how embarrassed the girl appeared.

'Well, honey,' the woman continued as she carefully studied Teri's appearance.

'I've nothing against fucking,' Teri quickly cut in, not wanting to be treated like a baby.

'Take some advice from me,' Joy smiled, lightly laying her hand on the fly of Sonny's cut-offs. 'Don't sit back and wait for a man to proposition you. When you feel in the mood to get laid, let him know. It'll save you a lot of frustrations.'

Getting up, Joy casually refilled their glasses. Unaccustomed to drinking, Teri's mind was slightly reeling from the wine. Refilling the glasses, Joy was no longer bothering to hold the front of her short house coat together and Teri couldn't keep her eyes away from the silky tuft of red pubic hairs between the woman's smooth soft thighs.

'Take those fuckin' pants down,' Joy giggled, walking back to Sonny. 'I'm ready for that big cock of yours.'

Teri could hardly believe it when the boy casually pulled his zipper down and removed his cut-offs, revealing a huge throbbing cock that was thrusting up from between his legs.

'Isn't that a beautiful prick?' Joy turned to Teri as she slipped out of her house coat.

Facing the seated boy, Joy straddled his waist and, holding his cock with one hand, lowered herself down until his stiff rod was deliciously buried in her cunt. With her folded knees on either side of his hips, she began moving up and down over his shaft while she pressed his face and mouth against the soft hollow between her breasts.

'That's it, sweet baby,' she whispered, slowly sliding her creamy cunt up and down over his lurching cock.

Teri almost went wild watching the hard cock moving in and out of Joy's juicy, red-fringed slit.

'Oh, you nasty man,' Joy was whispering in a lewd tone of voice. 'Your big, hard cock in in my hot cunt, so fuck it good, baby, fuck it good.'

Teri could feel her hot pussy juices streaming out of her quivering slit as she watched and listened to the erotic scene on the other sofa. Instinctively she reached over and clutched Stan's cock as it throbbed and lurched in his pants. It felt so deliciously hard, and burned through the material against her palm as she rubbed.

When she excitedly pulled his zipper down, Stan removed the confining cut-offs. While he was doing this, Teri quickly took her halter off and when the boy settled back down, she grabbed his cock with one hand and with the other she pulled his face against her big naked tits, feeling his lips encircling her cherry-hard nipple.

Sliding his thick, rubbery foreskin back and forth over his swollen, glans, she continued watching the wild scene on the other sofa. Sonny had cupped the cheeks of Joy's ass in his hands and was assisting the girl by lifting her up and down over his straining shaft. He would slowly raise her until only the tip of his cock remained imbedded, then releasing her, he would drop rapidly back, his shaft spearing deeply up into her writhing belly.

'Oh, Christ,' the redhead sobbed. 'That feels so good, so fuckin' gooood.'

The sound of Joy's hot cunt juices squishing out of her clasping cunt was driving Teri crazy. She had never seen anything as beautiful as Joy's face thrown back and her long red hair streaming almost to the floor. Through half-closed lids, her sultry, smoky eyes were burning with passion.

Teri could feel Stan groping at her shorts and she quickly removed them before they were torn. As soon as they were off, she felt his thick finger slithering up into her dripping, hot cunt. With his sucking mouth locked over her nipple and his finger plunging in and out of her slit, Teri pumped more vigorously on his shaft as she watched the writhing couple on the other sofa.

Teri could vividly see Joy's swollen, hot pussy lips sucking and clinging to Sonny's wet, glistening shaft as it slithered in and out of the trembling woman's fuck-hole at an ever increasing speed.

'You beautiful fucker!' Joy was squealing with delight. 'You beautiful, beautiful fuck machine.'

As Sonny continued cupping the bouncing redhead's ass-cheeks in his hands, Teri could see his middle finger lightly tracing around the tight, puckered ring of the girl's ass.

'That's it, Sonny,' Joy was hysterically screaming. 'Christ, that's it, baby. Ram it up my cunt.'

The two bodies were now bouncing furiously up and down on the sofa, aware of nothing but their own wild lust.

'Eeeeeeegggghhhh,' Joy shrieked in both pain and ecstasy as Teri watched Sonny ram his finger violently up into the lurching woman's asshole.

Teri had never seen anything as erotic as the man's finger swirling around in Joy's hot, sensitive ass.

'That's it, Sonny,' the woman was screaming as she rotated her ass around the lewdly imbedded finger.

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