Joey's Playhouse

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Joey’s Playhouse

By Joy Chen

Smashwords Edition

Copyright © 2011 Joy Chen

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If you’re reading this eBook and did not purchase it, please purchase a copy. A part of this eBook was initially published as ‘Joe the Nude Artist’. This eBook contains sexually explicit material and is intended for mature audiences only!

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Excerpts from Joey’s Playhouse…

Joey’s favorite place was the couch in front of the television and his favorite drink was the champagne. Mix all three with a beautiful girl like Jolly, and the rest is history; but of course, heaven comes first! Joey had learned early on that champagne weakens defenses, and that the more champagne the lady has, it was much easier to talk to her, especially about matters pertaining to the heart and what is down under!

The thing about Eva was that every time Joey looked at her lips, he wanted to kiss them. It was driving him nuts. When Eva walked in for the evening portrait, Joey had her pose with her luscious lips stuck out, more like a cartoon character.

"Are they real?" Joey had asked her when he came closer to adjust her frame to fit what he had in mind.

"Of course they are; they are my real babies and just the way god gave them to me!" She lifted her breasts up to show him that the two were in fact real. They were not too big or round; so Joey knew they were real right away, but he was asking about her lips, whether she had any Botox injections to make them sexier!

Joey went closer, held both her breasts in his hands and declared, Yes they are real. I stand corrected!

Joey went back to continue his sketch and came back to adjust her lips and nipples to get them all three in a triangle for a more pronounced visual effect!

"You know what, Eva? You have the prettiest lips I’ve ever seen."

"You don’t think they are too large? My friends always tease me, telling me they are too big and don’t suit my face."

"That’s not true at all. I picked you to pose for your lips; but I have a confession to make!"

"But, we hardly know each other, are you sure you want to make a confession?" persisted Eva.

"Well, here is the thing, Eva, don’t get me wrong, but every time I lay my eyes on your lips, it drives me nuts!"

"In a good way, I hope?"

"That’s the thing Eva, I don’t know, how to say this, but every time I look at them, I want to kiss them; there, I said it. Now I feel better already!"

"Sofia, is it okay, if I take my clothes off?" Sofia was posing nude, and Joey was busy sketching her hot portrait.

"Go ahead; it doesn’t bother me. I have seen plenty and none had shocked me yet!"

"Are you referring to their size, Sofia?"

"That too; I haven’t seen a big one yet!"

"Well, it’s your lucky day, with that Joey pulled out his lucky member and Sofia was like, Oh, my? I didn’t think they made any of those anymore!"

"Are you surprised?" asked Joey

"Shocked may be a better word!" added Sofia, the soon to be incredible love-machine.

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Chapter One

By the time Joey became a senior in high school; his wild days were way behind him. He was too busy studying to chase girls. He was not interested in the opposite sex at all, including the ones that chased after him. Joey decided to practice celibacy until he completed his education.

Girls were a distraction, especially for him, as he considered himself a borderline sex addict. He just couldn’t live without that stuff. Whether it was coffee or girls, he had to have them; the only difference was the timing — coffee suited him well in the mornings while girls were his weakness later in the evenings. He was convinced it was something about the sun!

Joey wanted to graduate in the top two percent of school and get that coveted scholarship to get away from home. Once graduated, he figured, he’d have all the time in the world to chase all the pretty girls. Somebody had to pay the bills, and he was going to graduate and get himself a job before making it his top priority to mount as many pretty young ladies as he possibly could before he turned thirty. That’s when he was hoping to settle down and raise a growing brood of little Joeys!

Joey managed to graduate second — Salutarian — from high school, got the scholarship he always wanted and enrolled at Texas A&M University in College Station, Texas, to earn a bachelors degree in chemistry. He figured that his degree would land him a job in one of the Chemical Companies in and around Houston, and life would be a piece of cake for him.

But things didn’t pan out just the way he had hoped or wanted them to be. Beautiful Natalya, one of his classmates was his weakness, staring him right in the face, wherever he looked. He just couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was in his chemistry class, and his chemistry was pulling him in her direction. Wherever he looked, all he saw was Natalya. He tried everything in his power to put a full-stop to this torture.

He finally decided that the only way to get any peace of mind was to have her or he was going to fall apart — more like a slow implosion, of the worst kind! Once she is out of his system, he could concentrate on his studies. In spite of all the pledges he had taken, he was totally unprepared to fall into such a trap. The classes were co-ed, and whatever was happening to him, was beyond his control!

Joey started planning for her capture and a quick exit strategy. He had no plans to fall in love with Natalya and he knew the fate that awaits those who do get into romantic relationships while in school. He remembered the first year of college and his friend David who fell hard for a pretty girl who sat in class, right in front of him. They exchanged letters and the romance was going really sizzling hot for almost a year. It’s probably a proximity thing — he must have done the same thing to whoever happened to sit right there, provided her looks were acceptable to David.

The finals came and went and his friend David and his girlfriend both had failed miserably in their respective courses. They had to do an extra year to catch up with their counterparts. Joey had a feeling that instead of attending classes, they were too busy making out in their dorm room. Their roommates would be off to class, and the couple could use the whole place for themselves checking out their sexual proves in all the different ways they could think of!

After two years of messing around that got both of them in hot water, the girl’s parents got her transferred to a far away university somewhere in Nebraska to prevent our Romeo from further contacting her. He ended up doing three years of college away from his long lost girlfriend who was banished to a distant land. The ploy worked just as her parents had hoped, and both of them graduated from separate colleges. The long separation didn’t do any good to David’s grades!

The good news is that, after several years of separation, she became a school teacher, their love was rekindled, and the two got married with her parent’s blessings! The boy — David — is dabbling in art and no one really knows if he makes any money of it. His wife pays the bills from her meager school teacher salary!

That lesson had taught Joey that romance and college didn’t necessarily mix and from that day onward, Joey steered clear of all the girls, lest he might fall into the same trap as David and waste two lives in the process. Joey was having none of that! But Natalya was his weakness. She worked at the lab bench next to him and communicating with her was not a problem.

As a matter of fact, she would often ask for his help, when she had trouble with some of the synthetic experiments, especially the ones that involved making organic compounds in the chemistry laboratory. He decided to ask her help to prepare for the upcoming exams as a way to break the ice, and maybe break her hymen in the process as well. Joey waited for the perfect opportunity and approached her with the burning question he was pondering for a while: Natalya, can I talk to you after class?

Sure, Joey, I’ll be one of the last ones to finish the lab. Better still, why don’t you come help me after you are done? She was right; if one paid any attention at all, there was a pattern — the good students were the first to complete their organic synthesis and they’ll be out the door, while the not-so-bright ones would be sticking around, trying to follow the recipe until they finally ended up with the right chemical. Sometimes it took several attempts and multiple visits from lab assistants before the elusive organic compound could be synthesized to their satisfaction!

Okay then, and thanks, said Joey and went back to his lab bench, preparing para-Acetamol, the organic compound they were scheduled to be making that particular day. Once done, they were supposed to display it in