Joan (2) More Young Blood

Joan (2)

More Young Blood

The lead up to what happened in this story is written by Mikro. The details of what happened when Jo was on her own are taken from her diary. DE = Diary Entry. END is the end of the diary entry.

Poor Craig didn’t last very long he just couldn’t keep up with Jo’s demands and she soon got bored trying to teach him new tricks when he was exhausted.

Six months later we moved house and got a maisonette above our local shops. By now I was working for a local taxi firm so our group of friends had broadened somewhat. One of our friends had recently found himself a new girlfriend and moved in with her, to celebrate they were having a party to which Jo and I had been invited. As it was a Saturday night I told Jo to go and I would look after our two sons.

We arranged for me to work till about 9pm and then my sister and brother in law could pick Jo up at about 9.30. When I got home she was ready. Dressed in a semi transparent top that showed he bra, a short skirt that just about hid the stay up stockings.

DE.

Mark and Lee picked me up and took us to Gareth’s house where the party was in full swing. Sharon, the new girlfriend, got us all a drink and I stood chatting to her for a while. It was obvious that she was a bit of a tart as she had only been out of her previous relationship for about a month, but she makes Gareth happy so good luck to him. I hope it last.

Not long after I arrived I got chatting to two young men, James and Ian, who insisted I take it in turns to dance with them for the rest of the night. After about an hour I needed a break, not only from the dancing but from the wandering hands, not that I minded, in fact it was quite flattering, not to mention a bit of a turn on, but I was getting some funny looks from Lee.

I went into the garden followed by my two puppies and leant against the wall taking in the cool air, a puppy at either side. “So where are your girlfriends then” I asked

After a short silence Ian said “We don’t have any, we prefer more mature women.”

I laughed, “Hmm mature, so that’s what I am. How old are you two then?”

“I’m eighteen” James said

“And I’m 19” This from Ian who was now standing in front of me, very close.

I looked him in the face and smiled, not sure what to do really. I knew what I wanted to do because my pussy was twitching at the thought of two much younger men who once again want to fuck me. However these two both had a lot more confidence than the other three had. I had no doubt that they knew what do with a hard cock.

Ian put his hands against the wall, either side of my head and asked, “Doe’s it worry you, our ages I mean?”

“Not at all, I’m quite flattered, surely you can get girls nearer your own age though, your both very good looking” Which I had to admit was true, they were, very good looking.

Ian slowly moved forward until his lips brushed mine, when I didn’t push him away he kissed me again this time with a lot more meaning. My heart was racing and my pussy was throbbing, it throbbed even more when he moved to my neck and James kissed my lips. After a moment they were both kissing my neck, one on each side and there hands were freely roaming over my tits. I felt a hand moving downwards and jumped free of them. “Better go back in or they will start talking about me.” I said and, rather flushed, moved back into the house.

Twice over the next hour I had to escape from a corner where one or other of them had trapped me, and still I was the only one they danced with. I couldn’t get away from them, or I suppose I didn’t want to if the truth be told. I was having a great time, lots to drink and two young studs after my body what more could a woman ask for.

It was about 1am when I said I thought it was time for me to go, they protested but I went and said my goodbyes to Sharon and Gareth. Lee and Mark had long gone so I decided to walk home as it wasn’t far.

I had been walking for about five minutes when a car pulled alongside me, the window went down and a head popped out, it was Ian, James was driving. “Come on get in. Lets go for a drive.”

I smiled, “And where are we going to drive to this time of the morning.”

“South Mimms for a coffee, not far and a public place” Ian said with a laugh

“Well as long as you behave yourselves” I said and got into the back of the car, as I went to close the door Ian jumped in beside me.

“Don’t worry Jo we will be good, very good, honest” he laughed

“We’re always good” James said with a dirty laugh

“You two are cheeky little buggers” I said

The car pulled away and Ian moved as close as he could, slipping his arm along the back of the seat. “So tell me Jo, could you manage two young studs like us?”

I would have laughed but he was being serious, a sly smile crossed his mouth and his eyes glared into mine. I knew he was daring me to respond, and I knew that stubborn fool inside me had a ready and bold answer, but I held it at bay. “I thought you were going to behave” I said

James laughed, “No, we said we would be good, and given the chance we will be very good, you’ll see”

I should have felt trapped but I didn’t, I should have felt endangered but again I didn’t. I was pretty sure if I said no they would stop. What was I saying? Now I’m talking like they were fucking me already.

“Your right cocky aren’t you?” I said before I even realised.

“You wanna see how cocky?” Ian said making to undo his jeans.

“No!” I screeched and put my hands over his crotch to block it from view. Big mistake.

Ian pushed my hand down on his erection, “Whenever you want it I’m ready.”

I must have been in shock because I didn’t move my hand, I didn’t move my head when Ian leaned forward to kiss me, and I didn’t push him away when he played with my boobs. In fact I kissed him back and my hand did it’s own thing to his cock through the jeans. I felt his hand run up my back and was surprised with the ease my bra came undone and the next moment my top slipped over my head. “Whoa whoa.” I said sitting up. “Give me some air”

Ian was smiling broadly as he sat back. He knew he was going to enjoy himself tonight.

“Here we are” James said “South Mimms”

I reached for my bra but Ian got it first and threw it into the front of the car where James grabbed it and pulled it to his nose, taking a deep breath “Nice and warm” he said.

“You don’t need that” Ian said, “They feel firm enough to stand on there own.”

He was right of course, I rarely wore a bra these days anyway, most of them were ruined when Mike ripped them off me. I slipped my top on, making sure the buttons were done up enough to hide my nipples. I made sure my stay ups were ok and then slid out of the car.