Joyce atop a three-penis throne

The geometry wasn't difficult, and two floor mattresses pushed together were plenty of room for the five of them.

Not to say it was easy to compose Joyce's birthday special, but Joyce knew what needed to happen in what order so that her throne was ready, willing, and able to receive her weight without bending or straining.

Three adjustable cock rings provided structural stability for the load-bearing members. Condoms were ready at hand for the visitor entering from the rear, in case he wanted to put his quick recovery to use with another penetration.

A tray of supplies and accessories was under Naomi Bernice's charge, most notably Joyce's old reliable, the Magic Wand, a ball-ended plug-in vibrator that had brought thousands of orgasms to herself, to her massage clients, her Women's Pleasure Circle participants, and to her household.

Joyce arranged the participants just so, Ben and Gary lying on their backs butt to butt, Ben's spread thighs over Gary's so their balls touched, their erect shafts were close together, and their heads were at opposite ends of the mattress. Naomi, precious daughter, was massaging lubricant into Joyce's vulva, making her ready. Peter Walker was pressing the plunger of a second lube applicator, squeezing in a generous dollop of slippery gel, ensuring that Joyce's rectum would be well prepared to receive his penis. Joyce could hear little catches in Peter's breath. The young man was excited, and good for him. Gary and Ben also looked excited, their breaths coming deep and fast already and their penis tips oozing clear fluid.

It was absolutely gratifying having three younger men eager to worship her as a sexual being, excited by her fat body, her soft loose curves, her cunt and anus hungry to be filled with their stiff cocks. They were hot for her, and it kindled a flame inside.

Joyce Bernstein doted on sexual worship. With women, it was a circle of equals. With men, Joyce wanted to be the goddess answering their prayers of fuck. Younger men, pleasers like Gary and anxious needers like Ben, were perfect for her. Ten years of Ben and Gary fucking her, worshipping her breasts, belly, cunt and ass, Joyce never going a week without their earnest desire, had made her more hungry rather than less.

And so Peter joined them for Joyce's birthday.

Joyce's Pleasure Circle business partner Betty sometimes teased Joyce about forgetting about women, as much as Joyce couldn't stop talking about how pleased she was with Ben and Gary ready to fuck her almost any time she wanted. Well, her men were reliably sexual, always in the mood to please her, while Joyce's female partners, whether her precious Naomi, or Joyce's women friends with benefits, weren't always in the mood when Joyce wanted.

But women's sexuality was never far away, between her clients for massage to orgasm, and hosting Women's Pleasure Circles. Joyce was proud of how she could almost always give another woman the joy of orgasms, usually multiple, with her fingertips or a vibrator.

But her birthday special was three hard young cocks all for her. A delicious and lovely first. A few final directions and all was ready for Joyce's pleasure.

With Naomi holding Ben and Gary's penises together, Joyce straddled them, facing Ben, and squatted down to take both her men together. Ben moaned and quivered. Joyce slowly descended, feeling a lovely fullness, and settled down to rest her weight atop Ben's thighs.

Gary felt Joyce's vagina slide down over his cock, squeezing his shaft against Ben's. It wasn't the first time Joyce had asked for both him and Ben inside her at the same time, but this was the first time she had invited a third. From Gary's view, Joyce was in reverse cowgirl, her broad, heavy buttocks facing him. Nice ones, big and soft, rippling when he took her from behind. But today Joyce was driving. The ring was doing its job, and he didn't need to thrust to stay hard. Ben's cock swelled against his. Nice.

"It feels so lovely being full of you both," Joyce said. "So full of hard young manhood." Joyce rocked her hips in a circle, grinding down on Gary and Ben. "Ah, such joy, and we're just getting started. Naomi?"

Bernie knelt close beside her mom and spread her buttocks. "Mom, you ready for Pete?"

"Touch me up a little."

Bernie tickled her mother's lube-slick ring. It twitched under her fingertip.

"So delicious," Joyce said. "Now I'm ready for Peter."

Peter Walker straddled Gary's belly and eased down behind Joyce's butt, getting ready to be the third pillar of her birthday special..

Gary smiled. Pete's naked buns were just as familiar in Gary's sex life as Joyce's, if a little earlier in his history. Gary reached forward and gave Pete's balls a gentle, friendly squeeze.

Peter chuckled. "Hi Gary. Save that for a bit, huh?"

"Sure, Pete."

"Please come in, Peter, I'm waiting for you," Joyce said.

"Yes ma'am, yes, yes, yes," Peter said.

"Oh LOVELY," Joyce said. "Move in me, all of you, fill me with lovely, lovely fuck. You lovely boys. Naomi come here, let me kiss you my darling, give me your tongue."

Gary and Ben rocked their hips as Joyce ground down on their cocks, Peter thrust steadily in and out of Joyce's anus, sighing happily, and Bernie hugged her mother, kissing her deeply and trading tongue thrusts.