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Joyce had called Karen the night before. She'd started off with a normal conversation, catching up with each other and talking about the kids. Karen shared gossip with Joyce and that made Joyce question her request, hoping the loud-mouthed blonde wouldn’t tell all of Hawkins about their threesome. The fear of that happening didn’t stop Joyce from asking her, though. It wasn’t even hard to find a way into that taboo conversation. Karen was a sensual person. She talked about things that other women usually didn’t so openly during their time period. And Joyce usually laughed about it. But after Karen had made a brief complaint 'I've not had some fun in a long time', and Joyce knew exactly what kind of fun she meant, she brought it up to her. And one sweet laugh of Karen's later, she asked 'When?' Joyce was honestly a little surprised it was that easy. Talking with Karen was easy, though. They'd gotten closer after everything and she felt secure with her. So her nerves fizzled out, excitement replacing them. She and Hopper had talked about it all night, unable to believe what was coming.
But then the next day came and Karen was on her way. Joyce was in a cute floral little dress, short, low cut and a halter style. It was more of a summer one but Hopper kept the heat on despite being hot. He watched Joyce pace around the room, constantly fluffing the couch pillows as a nervous tic. He hated to see her nervous but he couldn’t help but smile. She was so damn pretty. She always was but the times she took the time to apply makeup and curl her hair, he enjoyed it, too. There was something so contrasting in her natural face and the way she went all out when she rarely did her makeup. Both beautiful versions of Joyce but in different ways to be appreciated. He knew she was nervous as it was almost time, but he also knew how excited she was. They'd carried that conversation to bed the night before after a Friday night pizza. Joyce expressed her worries about not knowing what to do and Hopper gave her tips. He told her he was sure she'd do just fine. They'd talked about their rules the night before and they'd go over them again once their partner of the night got there. Joyce took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
"Joyce, you have to calm down-"
"Did I change the sheets?" She shot her head around to him.
"Yes, you know you did."
"I know, but-"
"Why are you so nervous, honey?" Hopper asked softly, approaching her and taking her hands.
"I don’t know. It's silly" Joyce shook her head.
"Hey, I get it. You have anxiety and this is a new thing. It’s a new person you’re letting into your body. And you’ve not had that since we got together. And years before that, right?"
"Right. And you-" She laughed, looking down.
"What?" He laughed, wondering what was in her pretty mind.
"Well, you're kinda used to this, right? I mean before me, a new woman in your bed used to be just another Saturday night, right?"
Hopper scoffed and couldn’t help but laugh. "Damn" She was so right, he knew that. The town still brought up his former slutty reputation.
"You know what I mean!" She smiled trailing her hands down his chest.
"I know" He laughed leaning into her touch.
They heard a car outside, both their heads whipping towards the door. Joyce gasped, her heart pounding because it was all really happening. She looked up at him with wide eyes, looking for guidance and security.
"Just say the word and we won't do it" He assured her, wanting her to remember it was her choice. She didn’t have to have a threesome if she didn’t want to.
Joyce swallowed and shook her head, her thick curls bouncing around her. "No, I want to."
Hopper saw it in her eyes. She really wanted it. He smiled and took her hands, kissing her knuckles before heading into the kitchen to fetch their alcohol. He knew those girls liked to drink when they socialized and he definitely knew Joyce needed it for her nerves. He didn’t do it much due to his alcoholic past, but special occasions were special occasions.
A knock sounded on the door so Joyce sighed, patting down her dress. On her way to the door, she glanced at her chest, adjusting her dress because her tits were damn near about to fall out. She wondered if it was too much. She didn’t want to seem like she was throwing herself at her friend and scare her off. How awkward that would be during future engagements. She opened the door and smiled at her friend. Joyce noticed Karen's eyes immediately fall to her cleavage, a smile on her painted red lips. She quickly looked at Joyce's eyes with burning cheeks and a fake confidence.
"You're pretty" Karen smiled widely.
Joyce smiled in return, taking in the dolled-up woman's features as well. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for Karen Wheeler to wear makeup. In fact, neither Joyce nor Hopper had ever even seen her without makeup. Even in high school, she never went without it. But there was something about her on this particular night. Her sparkling eyeshadow and thick eyelashes making her eyes pop. The pink on her cheeks that Joyce couldn’t tell was powder or nerves. Her bright red smile that Joyce knew would be on her in just a matter of time. Maybe it was just tonight, drawing Joyce to Karen like a moth to a flame. Joyce wanted to compliment her back, but she forgot. She just cleared her throat and moved out of the way, opening her arm to tell Karen to come in. Karen did so with a painfully tight smile, tingling in her thighs and pounding in her heart. She hadn’t been so excited for sex in a long time. Joyce shut the door and looked at her friend, noticing a sway to her hips in her mini skirt that she hadn’t noticed before.
"You like mimosas?" Hopper handed Karen a slender yellow drink.
"I sure do!" Karen took it gratefully and sipped on it while the couple watched her take it in slowly. She released the glass and licked her sweet lips. "Ah. Refreshing" She smiled at Hopper.
Hopper hummed, realizing how easy it was to do this. He wasn’t nervous in the slightest. Maybe he was a little when he first thought of the idea. But he knew that Joyce wanted it. He could see how happy Karen was to be there. He felt lucky and honored to give them a good night. And to see things that had happened in his dreams years ago. He looked at Joyce, seeing her stare at her friend.
"Joyce?"
Joyce smiled appreciatively and took the glass from him. She stood on her toes to kiss his cheek, thanking him for making them. She heard a subtle sweet noise from Karen beside her, then felt a hand on hers. Her heart leaped as she was swept away to the couch. Joyce followed her, biting the inside of her cheek. They sat down, already close together with their thighs touching. Karen turned to her, her skirt rising and her not caring. She placed her arm on the back of the couch and started the conversation, easily drawing Joyce out of her nerves.
"So tell me. Where did you get this dress? It's beautiful."
Joyce laughed lightly, her cheeks heated. "I-I really can't remember…"
Hopper smiled, heading back into the kitchen to get his drink. He listened to them talk in the background, happy to hear them practically drooling over each other. He returned with his mimosa, not his choice of drink but he didn’t want to get something he used to like, afraid of falling into old habits. He returned and found them even closer. He'd been listening to them talk sweetly and giggle, but now Karen's arm was around Joyce and they were facing each other, smiling faces inches from each other's. It was going to go smoother than he initially thought. He sat next to Joyce with his drink, not even wanting to join in on whatever they had going on. He was just excited to see how long it would take for them to kiss.
"Jim, she said you bought this cute dress for her. I have to say, you have good taste" Karen looked at him.
"Thanks. I wasn’t sure she'd like it. I've only bought her clothes a few times because I'm not sure. One of those times was when I bought her lingerie" He said honestly, but also wanting to start something.
"Oh, really?" Karen smirked, her eyes shifting to Joyce. Joyce giggled at the attention on her, just knowing Hopper's eyes were on her, too. "That's hot. Ted doesn’t care about stuff like that" She took a sip of her drink, making it empty.
"He doesn’t?" Joyce asked but wasn’t surprised at all, taking slow sips of her drink.
"Nope. That’s why I stopped putting in effort" She shrugged, blankness in her eyes as she lowered them. Joyce frowned and gently rubbed her arm.
"You deserve to be appreciated" Joyce said softly. Karen looked at her and smiled hopefully.
"You deserve to have a good time, too" Hopper told her, meaning it but there was a sense of darkness to his voice that made her thighs subtly shift. They both noticed.
Karen hummed smiling. She twirled her glass around. "I think I also deserve another drink."
Joyce quickly downed hers for whatever reason, making Karen laugh in the process so it was worth it. "Me, too" She reached back for Hopper, not looking at him. "Bartender" She called him.
Hopper laughed and stood up, taking the women's glasses to fill them up. He filled them and brought them back, finding them talking about lightweight happy things again. Good. He wanted them both to have a night of fun. They deserved it. He always enjoyed Karen's presence but as the hour went on, drinking and laughing and listening to her open up about Ted's negligence, he saw a new side of her. He now considered her a friend too. And he hoped it wouldn’t be weird with her after their threesome… like it was with the other women around town he'd been inside of. He didn’t get that vibe from Karen, though. He assumed she knew the rules, that it would be a one-time thing and there were no romantic feelings attached, from himself or Joyce. The women were closer than ever, their hands all over each other as they laughed drunkenly. Every time they leaned in to laugh, their faces got a little bit closer. He knew they were bound to make out any time and wanted to go over the rules first. He could barely even fit into their conversation, though. He hated to interrupt them as they were having fun. They were entertaining as well.
Karen got distracted from whatever or whoever they were talking about when her hand landed on Joyce's upper thigh, the highest it had been yet. She ran her hand up and down Joyce's inner thigh, her eyes glued to it.
"Your skin is so soft" She moaned a little.
Joyce was completely out of anxiety now, only libido and excitement. She spread her thighs a little and giggled. "Really?"
"She shaved last night when we showered" Hopper said, slightly drunk like them.
Karen looked over at him, a pretty smile and half-lidded eyes. "You showered together?"
"We usually do. Don’t we, Joyce?" Hopper snaked his muscular arm around her waist, turning his body.
"Mmhm" Joyce leaned back into his chest, closing her eyes when he kissed her neck.
Karen smiled, aroused but also finding it sweet. "I really admire you guys. I always have, ever since you got together" Her hand slowly slid up Joyce's thigh, watching the brunette spread her legs even more because they were all over her. "Maybe it's even jealousy" She admitted, her fingertips ghosting Joyce's covered cunt.
"Don't be jealous" Joyce breathed, Hopper's lips sucking her neck to no end. She reached up to touch his cheek, her arm backwards.
Hopper released her. "No. None of that tonight. We need to talk about that."
"Oh yeah. Sorry, I got carried away" Joyce giggled. Hopper found her cute and tightened his arm around her stomach. She looked at Karen, trying to tell her the 'rules'. But she wasn’t sure. "I don’t want to ruin the mood."
"Nothing can ruin this, Joyce" Karen leaned in, her hand not moving from between Joyce's thighs.
Joyce smiled and stroked Karen's bare arm. "I was just going to say that I don’t want things to be weird after this."
"Of course it won't. This is just a night of fun. Just letting go. And I'm assuming no strings attached" She looked from Joyce's little nod to Hopper's attentive gaze. "Right?"
"Right" Hopper nodded. "Also…" He sighed, needing to mention the only part that made him feel a little guilty. "I'm not going to cause a divorce, am I?"
Karen stared at him, letting out a dragged-out breath through her mouth. Of course, she'd thought about it. She was married and at a couple's house to have sex with them. She felt guilty deep down. She knew it was wrong to cheat on her husband. But it was also wrong for him to ignore her for years, only speaking to her to ask what was for dinner and if his work clothes were ironed yet. They'd even had a conversation before about how they'd fallen out of love. They'd both admitted to it. But they agreed not to divorce for the kids' sake. Also the house and cars and all that. It was easier to just live together. To sleep in the same bed (occasionally) and raise Holly (which was mostly done by Karen). Knowing her husband was no longer in love with her, she didn’t feel so guilty. But she didn’t want to get into all that. She'd said enough earlier. She'd bitched about Ted and how she hadn’t gotten laid in years, only her vibrator getting her by. They got the message loud and clear that she was unhappy. They didn’t need to know that Karen was unloved by her husband. She loved their attention and company, but she didn’t want to be pitied. So she kept it simple.
"No. Don't worry."
Hopper nodded slowly, not exactly buying that he and Joyce wouldn’t blow up Karen and Ted's marriage. Only the small sober part of his mind thought of that because it was on his list of things to mention before they got things started. They were quiet as they stared at her frown.
"It's not like me and him ever talk anymore, anyway. We haven’t for a long time. So it's fine, okay?" Karen looked from Joyce to Hopper and they nodded. "So you've gotten snipped, right, Jim?"
Hopper nearly choked on his shocked laughter. He knew her and Joyce talked about their sex lives so he wasn’t mad. "Uh-Yeah. I did. I got that done a couple of years ago."
"Good to know" Karen smiled. "I don’t like condoms anyway. It's no shock that I have three kids."
"It’s a shock that you don’t have more than three" Joyce giggled.
"Not really. I told you that Ted and I rarely have sex."
"Right" Joyce nodded.
Hopper sighed sadly but a smile was still there. A smile that drew Karen to him, her eyes kept going to him. "You poor thing."
Karen took his 'pity' as a joke so she leaned over Joyce to shove his shoulder. He smiled, his grip on Joyce never leaving. Karen shoved him again, her hand lingering on his big shoulder. Her eyes drifted down his arm. She just knew he threw joyce all around that bedroom and she'd be lucky to experience even a fraction of that. She looked at Joyce, realizing how close they were. It was time. They'd waited long enough. Karen predictably made the first move, pressing her lips against Joyce's parted anticipating ones.
Joyce's eyes widened before closing, adjusting to the difference in kissing a woman versus a man. She quickly realized she liked it so she licked Karen's tongue. She could just feel the blonde smiling so she did too, their lips creating the prettiest shade of red and nude. She felt Karen's hand gaining the courage to slide up her arousal. Joyce excitedly cupped Karen's cheek, kissing her harder and urging her to more. Karen knew just what to do because little did the couple know, she'd had some experience with women in the past. Not with threesomes, though. But she showed no anxiety. She knew just what to do with Joyce, drifting her hand beneath the cotton fabric and feeling Joyce's soft curls. Joyce placed her foot on the table to give Karen maximum access, loving the blonde's soft yet firm touch on her clit. She could definitely get used to it.
Hopper didn’t take long at all to get hard. He was sure Joyce could feel it against her ass, that’s what he hoped anyway. He didn’t have the best view because he was behind Joyce. But he could see Karen occasionally glancing at him while she kissed his wife and played with her. He could hear their combined sounds of breathy moans and sweet little sounds. What made him growl with anticipation was the wet sounds, making Joyce's moans increase into Karen's mouth. He removed his arm from Joyce's body so he could hold Joyce's shoulder and cup Karen's cheek.
Joyce suddenly grabbed Karen's shoulders as she got into it, one hand experimentally falling down her chest. She'd never done it to another woman but she'd done it to herself. Maybe that’s what she needed to do. She just needed to do to Karen what she did to herself. She was confident enough to do it. She gently squeezed Karen's breast over her blouse, making Karen smile because she knew Joyce was getting more into it. She also just KNEW she'd never been with a woman before.
"Never done this before huh?" She pulled back a little.
"No" Joyce smiled before laughing nervously. "Wait, I didn’t do anything wrong, did I?"
"No, honey" Karen giggled, shaking her head.
Joyce smiled at the sweet name that usually only her husband called her. It sounded pretty coming from Karen's stained mouth, a different meaning. "Okay, good" She wrapped her hands around Karen's neck. "Because I don’t want to fuck this up."
"You could never" Karen smiled before looking at Hopper. She leaned into his palm on her cheek. "Why don’t you get in here?"
"Why don’t we get upstairs?" He shot back.
"Let's let the woman of the hour lead the way."
Their hands left Joyce so she could stand up. She walked off first, looking back a few times at her sexual partners. They weren’t touching each other at all, Joyce noticed. She didn’t look too much into it but she wondered if it was because they respected her so much. She felt absolutely spoiled by the fact that they wanted her to call the shots and give her so much attention. She led them into her and Hopper's insanely neat bedroom, not a thing out of place. It wasn’t very 'Joyce' in Karen’s opinion, remembering how cluttered her old house was. But maybe that was because it was a different time where different feelings lived. Everything about Joyce’s life was different now in the best way and Karen couldn’t be happier for her. They all came to a stop. Joyce looked back at them. No one was moving but Joyce looked from one attractive person to the other. She decided to get on with it, not wanting another second to go by without both of them on her. She predictably kissed her husband first, her toes aching because she was short. She ran his hands through his hair as he kissed her hard, his hands rising on her hips to expose her body.
Karen watched the hot couple intensely, her eyes going to every detail. The way they held each other like they were going to lose each other. That was probably because they had almost several times. She wanted what they had so fucking bad. She wasn’t going to be drunkenly sad about how she didn’t have that kind of marriage. She was going to enjoy it for a night. She watched Hopper's huge hands lift Joyce's dress off, parting from her so he could toss it. He immediately went for her bra clasp while she hooked her panties, pulling them down and stepping out of them.. Karen's eyes widened at so many things at once. The way it was all happening so fast, just knowing that’s how those two usually had sex. But the main thing was when Joyce's breasts were freed by a bra that wasn’t padded in the least. Karen had gotten a glimpse of them that evening and she was shocked by them, but nothing compared to seeing them in the flesh. She noticed they were even freckles and creating a unique pattern. Everything about her was just so perfect and Karen remembered exactly why she missed having sex with women suddenly. Joyce looked at her with a smirk, beckoning her over. Karen exhaled through her nose with excitement then cupped Joyce’s cheeks, kissing her sweetly that time. Joyce smiled, even letting out a little giggle because it was fun already. Hopper left the equation to undress and watch them.
Joyce was much more confident than the last time she was in that room. Hours ago, she was an anxious mess, pacing back and forth and making sure nothing was out of place to cope with her feelings. Now she was untucking Karen Wheeler's blouse from her little pink skirt. Karen parted from Joyce's lips, raising her arms. Karen got rid of her bra then the rest of her clothes while Joyce watched biting her lip. Joyce looked at her husband.
"Get the hell over here" Joyce demanded sweetly.
Hopper smirked and came up to her, surprising her by backing her up to the bed. Joyce fell back with a happy squeal. He stared down at her as he always did, taking in her beauty. Her heavy breasts where his lips had been so many times, adoring her freckles and nipples. Her adorable stomach. The bundle between her thighs. And her flawless face, her hair usually sprawled out framing her like she was designed by artists. He only broke his smile with her because he felt a soft hand on his bicep. He looked at her, suddenly remembering Karen's presence. They looked at Joyce because it felt right to. She gave them an excited nod, then they smiled at each other. Hopper cupped Karen's face with one hand, the other resting on her hip while she closed the gap. Their tongues tangled as they smiled because they were having fun. Hopper realized it was nothing like kissing his wife but he figured that would be the case. But it was nothing ot complain about. He squeezed Karen's hip, his other hand on her face falling to her breast. He squeezed her less gently than Joyce did but Karen appreciated the contrast between the couple.
Karen left his lips loudly and glanced down, taking a moment to realize his size. Her eyes bugged out of her head,never seeing a man that big before. Her jaw fell, drool almost slipping out. It was put back in place by him, though. She looked at his laughing reaction, the way he was playfully fucking with her. She didn’t know he could be funny. She laughed a little then got to her knees, her eyes on his the whole time. She was quickly joined by Joyce, now on her knees on as well. Karen smirked at Joyce, her hand on the brunette's husband's cock. She stroked him a few times, just getting a good feel of him, loving how heavy he was in her hand. She wanted to ask Joyce how the hell she took him all the time, but she didn’t have time to talk. She felt a strong hand on the back of her head, not pushing her but guiding her. Mostly he was just petting her hair. She loved the way he wasn’t intimidating at all despite his size. Consideration was an underrated quality. She wrapped her lips around him, getting used to doing it again. It had been literal years.
Joyce smiled as she watched them, stroking Karen's arm. She massaged her husband's balls, making him moan deeply. She glanced up at him, watching his head fall back. She recognized that very well. It brought her joy that he felt so good and that both of them could please him. She looked at Karen, their eyes connected. Karen bobbed her head a few times then released him so Joyce could have a turn. Joyce eagerly sucked him, taking him deep immediately and surprising Karen.
"Oh my God, Joyce" Karen gasped.
Joyce wanted to laugh but turned it into a moan instead, holding his cock and balls, bobbing her head repeatedly. Hopper grasped her hair, deep moans escaping his parted lips. He was torn between wanting her to continue to completion and pulling her off to save it for her or Karen. He was about to stop her but then she moaned loudly, vibrating him in her mouth.
"Oh- Shit" Hopper tightened his fingers on her hair, holding her as his hips stuttered. He moaned in such a sexy way that Karen couldn’t even imagine he sounded like. Joyce let him come down her throat, swallowing around him.
Karen genuinely couldn’t believe the side of Joyce she was lucky enough to see. Her eyes widened as she watched the show, watching Hopper gently pull Joyce away. There was a string of mixed juices connecting Joyce and his dick. Karen could barely keep her hand from rubbing herself at the sight. Joyce connected half-lidded sultry eyes with hers and leaned in. Karen kissed Joyce with desperation, her hands with a mind of their own, going wild on Joyce's body. Karen grasped Joyce’s breasts harshly, rotating them. Karen could taste the saltiness in Joyce's mouth, making her want her even more. They felt strong hands on their heads, stroking their soft hair while he came down from an orgasm induced by one of the hottest sights he'd ever seen. His wife and Hawkins' most beautiful blonde taking turns on his dick.
Joyce left Karen's lips with a smacking sound, looking into the blonde's eyes. She stroked Karen's shoulders before standing up to crawl on the bed. She flipped over and found both people staring at her. Joyce's shoulders rose and fell with anticipation while she waited. She wondered who would be the first to crawl between her thighs. Karen wasted no time, not giving Hopper a chance to taste his wife. He got to do it all the time anyway. Karen hadn’t tasted a woman in a longgg time and she'd never done it to Joyce. Suddenly she wondered why she and her friend had never done it before. She crawled onto the bed, arching her back because she knew Hopper was back there watching. She put on a show for them, especially Joyce, by smirking up at her before licking a stripe up to her clit. Her tongue was immediately coated in Joyce's wetness because it had been building up forever. She'd missed doing it so much.
Joyce gasped as she watched Karen, her face disappearing between her thighs. She arched her back as she ground her body against Karen's very talented mouth. She grasped Karen's perfectly curled hair for leverage, already on the edge of bliss. She looked at Hopper with wide eyes, a moan escaping. He smiled, his lips parted with shock at the sight. Never had he seen something so wild. And he'd been with his fair share of women. But never this. He stroked himself to life, impressively quickly. He kept his eyes on Joyce as he gently grabbed Karen's ass, making her moan with surprise. He had to make sure, though.
"Karen-"
Karen briefly looked back at him. "Yes" Then got back to feasting on Joyce.
Joyce laid her legs over Karen's shoulders, needing more and more of her. Karen pushed two pretty fingers into Joyce's entrance, getting her ready for her husband. She latched her lips on Joyce's clit, swirling her tongue around in micro-circles. Joyce gripped the bedding as she came hard, Karen's actions not letting up. She moaned loudly as her senses were invaded, becoming everything and nothing at once.
Hopper had gotten distracted by the sight of her, something he'd never get tired of hearing and seeing. He'd also never forget how lucky he was to have that ring on his finger, a reminder that Joyce had graced him with her 'yes'. He smiled at her expression, his heart full because he was able to give her this night. He ran his fingers through Karen's wet slit a few times, then pushed them inside, making her arch her back. Karen moaned against Joyce's pussy, triggering another orgasm from the brunette. Karen pushed back against Hopper's fingers, needing more.
"Fuck me, Jim" Karen whispered, pressing her cheek against Joyce's thigh, giving the shorter woman a break.
Hopper removed his fingers and gave her what she wanted. He never thought he'd be inside another woman but life was funny. It wasn’t even that, it was just because his and Joyce’s sex life was so fucking good. Only one so healthy could bring in their friend to bed for a night. And it would only strengthen their trust in one another. He let out a deep moan from his chest, one they could almost feel because of how deep it was. He filled Karen completely to the hilt, judging her body language, the way she spread her knees and arched her back more and more. He pressed his hands against her ass to give her a minute. Karen propped herself up on her hands. Joyce smiled at her and sat up on her knees. She pushed Karen's hair back, comforting her while she took her husband. She knew about the sting that came with fucking Hopper. It was one she welcomed and was used to. But she knew Karen wasn’t used to that size and she hadn’t had any at all in years.
"He's so fucking big, Joyce" Karen gasped, making Joyce giggle. "How do you-"
Joyce shrugged smiling. "I'm a lucky girl!"
"I'm the lucky one tonight. You can move, Jim" She reached down to rub her clit but Joyce gently stopped her. Karen looked at her amused, wondering what the doe-eyed woman was up to. Joyce quickly repositioned herself so she was underneath Karen. "Oh my God, Joyce, you’re so smart."
Hopper was surprised how Joyce knew to do all this shit. He believed she'd never engaged in a threesome, though. She hadn’t done a lot of things before him and they still yet to do a lot of them. He just knew she was brilliant and excited and open to anything. So she began licking at Karen's clit, going entirely by instinct. She knew what to do because she was a woman herself, just doing what she would like to be done to her. She experimentally licked and flicked her tongue while Karen gasped, a thick cock exiting her and slowly pushing back in. Once Karen adjusted to Hopper's size, she focused on the beautiful thing beneath her, shielded by a pretty bundle of dark curls. She tried to focus anyway. It was pretty damn hard to with the way Hopper was fucking her, already picking up the pace. She hadn’t been fucked good in so long and never with such attention on her. And she got to eat Joyce out while doing it. She licked wildly at Joyce's clit, her body being pulled to a strong pair of hips. She was in ecstasy when Joyce wrapped her lips around her clit, timing her sucks with Hopper's thrusts. Joyce realized early on that she wasn’t just curious when it came to women, not anymore. She genuinely enjoyed what she was doing and couldn’t say she was a straight woman anymore.
Something snapped in Karen, making her scream, her body electrified and soaking Hopper's cock. Her body shook as she rode it out, Hopper hitting that spot inside her that Ted never did reach, while Joyce sucked and kissed her clit. Hopper was damn close, too, especially with the way she gushed onto him but he wanted to save the finale for his wife, the woman of the hour. So he gave her a few more thrusts before pulling out. Once he was out, he stared down at Joyce, watching her happily clean Karen with her mouth. Karen took deep breaths and rolled off of Joyce, now on her back. Joyce licked her lips and sat up. She got on her knees and pulled Hopper down for a kiss, making him taste how good their friend was. Hopper moaned into her mouth, his hands on her hips. Joyce pulled back, biting her lip teasingly before crawling away.
It didn’t need to be said what would be next. It was only right for the husband and wife to make love for the final act. And Karen could join in whatever way she wanted. Hopper laid back, his head on his pillow. Joyce quickly came to him, crawling over Karen's tired body. She straddled Hopper and reached for his cock. She didn’t let him finger her first like usual. She wanted him so damn bad so she sank onto him, her walls stretching to fit him. Their moans mixed together like a melody only Karen was lucky enough to hear. Joyce lowered herself fully onto Hopper and began to ride him, her hands all over his chest. Hopper held her hips, guiding her and groaning because nothing compared to being inside of her. Not only did she feel so damn good, tight and warm as hell, not only was she beautiful beyond words, but he was so fucking in love with her. It honestly felt worth it, all the shit he'd been through. Because he got to be with her and live the rest of his life like that.
Karen laid there, her chest rising and falling as she stared at them, Joyce's back facing her. Her eyes fell to where they were connected, Hopper's cock disappearing and briefly showing every other second. His hands all over Joyce and their mixed sounds. Karen swore she could hear little sweet nothings between them. She could almost just lie there and watch them. It wasn’t just sexual, it was a romantic beautiful sight to see. Love like that was rare. Kaaren knew how in love they were, anyone could see it. But to see it in person when they were alone, it was a different experience. Karen felt honored to see it. She was honored to be part of it. Hopper caught her stare and Joyce noticed. She looked back at her friend with a cute smile.
"Are you going to just watch?" Joyce teased.
Karen smirked. "Does that bother you?"
"Only because I want you up here and on my husband's face."
Karen gasped at her filthy words. "Jim, is she always like this?" She sat up and joined Joyce's side.
"Pretty much. Even without the alcohol. Aren’t you, baby?"
"You bring it out of me" Joyce smiled, drawing her teeth over her bottom lip as she rode him faster.
"Fuck" He moaned, his hands rising to her breasts. He looked at Karen who was just staring at his wife. He couldn’t blame her because he'd been doing it, too. "I want to taste you."
Karen's cheeks warmed at that. She smirked and tilted her head. "I'm sure I'll pale in comparison to Joyce" She straddled his face, facing Joyce.
"That’s not true" Joyce moaned, looking from the ceiling to Karen. "You taste amazing."
Karen smiled at the compliment then gasped when a thick tongue plunged into her wet hole. "And this is your first time with a woman?"
"Yeah" Joyce moaned, grasping Karen's tits as she rode Hopper.
"You've done a splendid job, Joyce" Karen mimicked Joyce, grabbing her breasts.
Joyce giggled and gasped when Karen dove down, pulling a nipple into her mouth. Joyce stroked Karen's hair with both hands, tucking curls behind her ears. Karen sucked Joyce's nipple then licked around her areola, savoring her time with her because she knew it was a rare opportunity. She knew she'd never be fucked so good again and she was going to take every opportunity. Joyce got lost in the sensations, her husband's dick hitting that spot in her as she rode him and Karen's mouth all over her breasts, switching from one to the other.
Karen shook all over as Hopper brought her the final orgasm of the night, his tongue fucking her and his mustache grazing her clit. She'd never experienced that either because the only ones who'd eaten her out in the past were women. She completely understood why Joyce had always told her they had a lot of sex. She'd seen the appeal in Jim from things she heard as well as his appearance. Secretly, she saw the appeal in Joyce, too. She never said that, though. It wasn’t like it was widely accepted to be attracted to the same sex. So when Joyce had asked her for a threesome, she had to take the chance. Not only was she excited to get laid for the first time in forever, but she was excited to open herself up to Joyce. She felt secure with Joyce and Hopper, too. Her orgasm tore right through her, making her leave Joyce's glistening breast to scream.
Joyce came at the same time, overwhelmed by all the sensations. She grabbed Karen's shoulders as she moaned loudly, the sexiest sound Karen had ever heard. They rode out the waves of pleasure together while the man causing it came, too, spilling his seed deep inside his wife, moaning into Karen's cunt and triggering another one. Karen would’ve toppled over if she hadn’t leaned onto Joyce. Joyce slowly recovered, her hips stuttering while Hopper got his last few thrusts in. She held Karen until she came out of it, rubbing the blonde's back affectionately. She wore a tired smile while she listened to their sounds, fucked-out but at the same time not wanting the night to end. She knew that’s what it was time for, though, at least the sex part of it. Karen pulled herself up from Joyce's shoulder and looked at her. Joyce smiled at her, still holding her. She looked so pretty and sweet, Karen couldn’t not get at least one more kiss. So she pulled Joyce in by her face, kissing her hard. Joyce smiled and tangled her tongue with hers. Karen completely forgot where she was. Hopper gently slapped her ass twice so Karen knew to move. She barely broke apart from Joyce as she crawled off of him. Joyce laughed at the way she was so eager to kiss her. She kissed Karen for as long as Karen wanted. She left Joyce's lips, chasing them and pressing a few more here and there. Hopper couldn’t help but wonder about that. But he just smiled, his arms behind his head. They finally broke apart and looked down at him.
"Thank you" Karen said breathlessly.
"My pleasure. Literally."
Joyce giggled, patting his thigh before leaving his body, a mess of come spilling from her. He reached over for the tissue box. He grabbed a few for himself and them.
"He's even caring afterwards" Karen noted.
"He always is" Joyce said.
"You picked a good one, Joyce" Karen smiled sadly, happy for them but sad that she had to go home to her boring-as-hell life.
Joyce didn’t catch her emotion, though. She just looked at Hopper, caught in his loving gaze as she traced his inner thigh. "Love you."
Hopper smiled sitting up. He caught her lips, cupping her cheek so sweetly it made Karen sick. She hated this part of the night. She hated this feeling. She just knew it was a one-time thing. When they looked at her, she smiled.
"I-" She sighed. "This was amazing. But I think I better head home. I need to pick up Holly from her friend's and make dinner. But seriously, this was…" She was wordless as she smiled at the very giving couple. That’s what they were. So damn giving.
"It was" Joyce took her hand, causing Karen to look down then at Joyce, her heart racing. "I'll see you soon, okay?"
"Y-Yeah. Just whenever. You know where to find me!" Karen put on a fake laugh before standing up. She sighed as she took her tissues and clothes into the walk-in bathroom. She closed the door to get cleaned and dressed.
Joyce looked at Hopper with a satisfied smile. "Thanks" She said softly.
"You liked it, huh?" He pushed some hair behind her ear.
"I really did. I was nervous at first but oh my God… it was better than I could’ve imagined. I can't wait to try more things with you, Hopper. If they’re anything like that-"
"I know" Hopper smiled. "I'm excited, too. I wonder what the next thing will be."
"Only time will tell, I suppose" Joyce leaned her cheek against his palm. "I'm happy that we made Karen happy" She said softly, knowing the blonde was just on the other side of the door.
Karen definitely heard. She wore a smile as she tucked her blouse into her skirt. She sighed happily, ignoring the slight ache in her heart. She came into the bedroom and slid into her wedges with a smile, just watching the couple watch her. God, she hoped they'd do it again. Would she be needy to ask for it again? Yes. So she didn’t. She just swallowed and forced another smile, leaving them to cuddle or whatever it was that healthy couples did. She didn’t have much experience in that.
"I'll see you guys soon?" She settled on asking.
They both nodded smiling so she did, too.
"Goodnight, Karen" Joyce said softly.
"Be safe" Hopper said.
They watched her leave. Joyce fell into his arms and he rubbed her naked back. They listened to hear leave, not saying a word because there was nothing else to say. They felt the exact same way. They'd had the time of their lives with their friend, they made her feel good as well as each other, they reached a new level in their marriage and they wanted to do it again. Hopper stroked Joyce's hair, her cheek against his chest, his free arm around her waist. Another reason they didn’t say anything else was because Joyce slowly drifted into slumber, totally exhausted from all the orgasms she had.