"I want her, Joyce! I want her so bad it hurts!"
"Do you feel that way only because she's a virgin, Jamie? Is this some macho thing where you feel you've got to have her cherry?"
"Oh, no ma'am! She's not really a virgin. She tried it once with a boy and she didn't like the way it felt. That's why she won't do anything with me. He didn't know what he was doing and it turned her off. I've told her I'm not a virgin, but that didn't help. She wanted to know who I had ... uh ... where I got my experience and I couldn't tell her because I didn't think it would be right since it was you and I didn't want her to know that you and I had done it." His words came out in a rush, as though he was afraid he wouldn't get them all out unless he just charged ahead.
"I appreciate that, Jamie. And now you want me to tell her that I was the one who introduced you to the delights of sex? Give you a recommendation, as it were."
He took her question for an agreement. "Oh, would you? That'd be great. I think she'd listen to you."
Joyce has an insatiable sexual appetite, full stop, and she likes nothing more than rutting, non-stop. With the husband who fails to satisfy her, she perseveres, but with the hot young 18-year-old neighbor and boyfriend she seeks various lascivious opportunities to lose her self completely.
And what a predicament the studdly Jamie is in, with a girlfriend that won't put out and a wiling house-wife who frequently does. Between them, can they convince the shy naive girl to open up and take a leaf out of Joyce's dirty book?
All manner of depravity and lust, herein graphically described no-holes-barred, is presented with the same unabashed abandon as its horny protagonist. A pure homage to all things swinging, full same-room swapping, and sex.
Wantonly wicked!
