A lovely pair of divorcees go out for a night on the town. The party really heats up after the clubs close and the ladies decide to party on after hours. As she padded across the floor, wearing matching blue lace panties and bra, Jill began to show her apprehension. It looked good on her. At 27, she felt in her prime. With well cared for ‘C’ cup breasts and full hips, she knew she wasn’t “model thin” but she had been ogled and hit on enough to know men found her desirable. Even her husband still enjoyed her body, despite their other differences. Fortunately (?) they both were able to put aside the relationship issues they had developed, frequently using sex as a way to simply stop arguing. Until recently, that is, until the separation.
Jill was trying to choose between the new dress or the new skirt for her night out. As she stood in front of the mirror, holding each item up for a better look, Lynn walked in. Lynn was in her early 30’s and a “veteran divorcee.” She had taken it upon herself to help Jill get out in public before the separation began to take its toll. Lynn had her blonde hair cut in a short cut; enjoying the freedom she had from managing the long hair her ex insisted she wear. Lynn and Jill had become acquainted at the gym they both used, often working out together they used aerobics and moderate weight work to use up the days tension, and just chat. Tonight, Lynn had choose an extra tight pair of jeans and a white sleeveless blouse that just managed to obscure the bright yellow bra she wore enough to give the public the impression she had made an attempt at modesty. Her heels set off the outfit as her legs were stretched just a little longer.
“Jill, I don’t think your first night out is the time to show off those new shortie outfits,” laughed Lynn, “you may be better off in some tight jeans. At least then they won’t likely come off without your help.”
“Lynn! What the hell is that supposed to mean? I hope you aren’t intending on taking me to some dive bar.”
“Oh no, this is a nice place. But we both know how you are with a couple drinks in you.”
Now it was Jill laughing as she remembered some of the stories they had exchanged about their earlier years. Alcohol had a great effect on her libido, and her partners soon learned to enjoy it.
“OK fine, I’ll wear jeans.” Jill easily moved about the room in just her underwear, comfortable in the presence of her friend as she finished dressing. When she found just the jeans she needed, she had to actually lie down on the bed to pull them on. Her blue blouse matched her bra and panties to the point it was not immediately noticeable how sheer the fabric really was.
Later that evening Jill and Lynn found themselves in quite the good mood, dancing with several partners and enjoying the drinks the men had been supplying them. Each time a round would show up the ladies would exchange knowing looks, grinning as they accepted the “hospitality” of those looking to find out just what was being hidden under those tight jeans.
As the evening progressed the ladies found themselves sitting at a table with three men, dancing and drinking until the bar closed. As soon as Jill and Lynn began to show their disappointment, the expected offer to “party a little longer at our place” came. Jill and Lynn then decided to retreat to the ladies lounge to discuss their options.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for this to go any further,” Jill stated. “You know what ‘go back to our place and party’ means.”
“It doesn’t mean anything we don’t want it to mean. Besides, I think the dark haired guy is pretty cute, and judging by those slow dances he could be a lot of fun.” Both women worked to suppress giggles, each just a little hornier than when they had walked into the club.
“But that leaves two left for me and I don’t think the third guy is going to bow out gracefully at this point.”
“Like I said, going to their place doesn’t mean anything we don’t want it to mean. But if we choose to make something else happen its up to us and us only. Besides, it isn’t like you haven’t done it before.” Grinned Lynn.
Jill smacked Lynn across the ass as they walked out of the lounge, neither of them hearing the word “sluts” as the door closed behind them.
Following the men home, Jill was visibly nervous as Lynn chatted non-stop. She went on about how what would happen would be up to them, they had both been involved in groups before [Jill had threesomes while in college, Lynn had tried it after her divorce] and that even if they decided to just leave, the men had to respect that. Besides, the dark haired guy was cute, and felt really good.
They arrived at the house and parked in the street, the men waited for the ladies to join them on the porch before entering the house. It became a little awkward when Jill stepped into the house and discovered two other men at home.
“Ladies, these are my cousins from out of town,” stated the dark haired one, “I didn’t realize they would be here so soon.” He gave the men a look indicating they had created a problem.
“How very nice to meet you,” Jill filled in the silence, “I’m sure we’ll all get along fine.” After saying it, Jill realized that could have been taken a couple of different ways.
“Let’s dance a little.” Lynn said as she grabbed her favorite and started a very friendly slow dance that had them whispering in one another’s ear and grinning a lot.
Jill began dancing with the tallest blonde, enjoying the feel of his body. The others quickly mixed up some drinks and passed them around. Jill eagerly accepted hers, barely noticing as Lynn and her favorite slowly danced from the room. Just before Lynn disappeared into the hallway and around the corner into the first room, she looked back at Jill and mouthed, “Sorry.”
Her apology was not well received.
When the music ended the sounds from the adjoining room became quite evident. The door was not fully closed and Jill was certain she heard the sound of zippers in the dark. Feeling a little woozy from the drink, and extremely anxious about this unplanned turn of events, Jill took a seat on the sofa. The men soon positioned themselves around her, making idle conversation when the sounds of a squeaking bed suddenly penetrated the room. It was about that time that Jill discovered her friend was a noisy fuck.
Squeak…squeak….unh…uunnhh….ooohh…..do it….now…harder….aaahhhhgg.
Predictably, each of the men had a somewhat shit eating grin on. And Jill had this sudden vision of her on her knees sucking them all off. It had been awhile since she had enjoyed a man in her mouth and she had even mentioned to Lynn her “fantasy” of blowing a couple guys one after the other. It was about that time she felt a firm pair of lips on hers, forcing a tongue in, with hands on her breasts and moving to her crotch. The tight jeans were a good idea.
“Wait,” up jumped Jill, “I have an idea. Would anyone like to help me live out a little fantasy? Get a little revenge on my soon to be ex husband?” She was almost pleading for them to leave her in control, and they were very willing to follow along. As the noise from the next room grew, Jill told the guys she had always wanted to do a couple of guys orally, and maybe now would be the time.
“But there are four of us” spoke up a concerned voice.
“A couple, four, what’s the difference.” Jill pleaded a little, convincing herself. She knew one thing, she didn’t want to take her pants off with these four guys in the room together, and this would be a good way out. Blowjobs she could manage, a gang fuck was another story, and it was unlikely Lynn would help out with this crowd.
About that time Lynn got even louder and the bed sounded like it was coming apart. Everyone looked in that direction, then back at Jill, who simply stated, “Who’s first?”
That nearly started a riot until one of the guys got the idea to draw cards for the honor. The winner sat back in one of the roomy easy chairs, and waited for Jill to kneel in front of him. The men had graciously offered her a pillow for her knees, and Jill told them how sweet that was them, because she had not even considered it. The man soon had his pants down, and Jill was reaching for his cock. It was a good one for cock sucking, slightly shorter and a litter wider than average. It fit her mouth pretty good as she gingerly took him in.
There was a lull in the next room, so all eyes were on Jill as she bobbed up and down on her partner. The man groaned when Jill shoved her face all the way into his crotch, taking the man whole. Squeezing him for a moment, she slowly let him out and began playing with the head of his cock. As she moved her tongue around his genitals, she began to feel him swell up and knew he was close. Her suspicions were confirmed when he grabbed her head and began pumping into her mouth. After about half a dozen or so strokes Jill was presented with an explosion of semen. She coughed enough to lose some of it and gagged a little when he tried to shove his cock even further down her throat. When he released the grip he had on her head, Jill sat back on her heels and swallowed what was left. She was grateful to have someone offer her a towel.
Noticing a small stain on her blouse, Jill decided to risk it and remove her blouse and bra. She got no complaints from the men and didn’t really expect any. As soon as she was naked from the waist up, her next gentleman caller was at the ready. This one had just removed his pants completely, since his huge cock would likely have had trouble any other way.
As Jill went back to the task at hand, not even knowing if she could get enough of this guy in her mouth to finish him off, the bed from the next room started another chapter. Jill shoved the head into her mouth and began to lick and suckle him. He responded by reaching for her breasts and pulling on her nipples. She jumped as bolts of electricity jolted her body, catapulting her head even further into his lap. She quickly managed to rise up just enough to gasp a mouthful of air and then went back at it. She was extremely wet, and knew it was a matter of time before she came too. Those tight jeans were a great idea.
The squeaks from the next room diminished and murmurs began to emerge. Jill could tell the discussion was becoming intense and wondered what was up. She soon found out as Lynn’s partner stuck his head around the corner and asked one of his friends where they kept the KY. They could all hear Lynn nervously call out, “Baby, I’m not sure you’re gonna be able to do that.”
Once the KY was delivered, he went back to Lynn, but not before saying, “Nice tits and a cock sucker too, ya gotta love it.” He drew quite a laugh from the group. Except for the cock sucker, because she had this guy’s huge dick shoved into her mouth. Holding the man’s hands to her breasts, she simply let her head fall forward onto the man’s cock, milking him with her throat.
“Oh baby, I don’t know, I don’t do it that way, you are too big for thhaaatt. ooohhh….aaaaggggnnn…..ow….ow..aahh…aahhhh…oooo. ” Lynn was becoming even more vocal and Jill was wondering if four blowjobs equaled one ass fuck. “Sweet thing you have one tight ass!!” Bellowed the dark haired guy. Jill decided they were likely even on that count.
It was about that time that Mr. Big Dick shot off himself. Jill thought she would drown as he grabbed her nipples and pulled her further onto his cock. She also managed to rub her thighs together enough to jam the crotch of her jeans into her clit. As soon as her orgasm hit the cock was pulled from her mouth and he shot what was left into her face. The crowd loved it.
She was immobile.
Someone handed her another towel.
OOOOOoooooo…..aaaaaahhhhhgggggg……aa….aaa…..aaa. ….uuuaaaahhhhhh. Haa…Haa…Haa…squeak….squeak…squeak……oooohhhh h baby, I’m lovin’ your hot ass…. heazy….. heazy….. puhleazeunnnn…. oooohhhhh.
Jill looked up to find number 3, a tall slim young man, removing his pants. His cock followed form and was long and slim itself. As she turned to him, he simply pushed her onto her back and announced “I want something a little different.” Jill quickly grabbed her pants and the man chuckled.
“Yeah, I’d like that, but I’m not gonna rape you for it.” He then straddled her body, placing his cock between her breasts. She smiled as she learned what he wanted. This would be easy, she thought, watching the head of his cock repeatedly jump out at her. Jill was enjoying the aftershocks of her orgasm as the tall guy continued to breast fuck her, slightly mauling her sensitive breasts in the process. The sensations were going straight between her legs.
“Oh Yeah!! Fuck me baby!!!”
.“…ooooohhhhh…ohhhhh..aaaa…uuuunnhh..”
“I’m there, I’m there, fuck me baby aaghh”
The dark haired guy was a noisy fuck too. Even afterwards the sounds of heavy breathing echoed throughout the room.
The slim guy was getting a bit more energetic as he pumped between her breasts. His breath was coming in gasps as he obviously drew nearer to completion. Suddenly he leaned forward and began to press against Jill’s lips. The move caught her unprepared, but she quickly adjusted by opening to his thrusts. Soon, he was leaning fully over her, pushing into her mouth like a cunt. He kept bouncing off the back of her throat as he forced his cock into her mouth.
Jill was getting claustrophobic as the man covered her head with his body, pumping his hips and forcing himself into her mouth. Struggling to breath, Jill lay pinned under the man as he impaled her throat on his cock. The remaining man was evidently becoming impatient. Soon, Jill felt a pair of hands fumbling with her belt. In a panic, she grabbed at his hands and tried to push him away. There was no way she could speak to him with this other guy shoving his dick down her throat.
Crossing her legs and grabbing her pants gave little doubt she intended to keep her pants on. The next in line may have had other plans.
The dark haired guy soon emerged from the bedroom announcing, “I need a shower.” “Hey, if you still need a little pussy, there’s no waiting in the bedroom.” With that he strolled laughing to the shower. As he did so, the young man struggling with Jill’s pants jumped up and headed to the bedroom.
OK, thought Jill, three blow jobs.
About that time slim yanked his cock from her mouth and proceeded to coat her face and neck with his sperm. He barely managed to roll off her before collapsing on the floor.
“Oh Lord,” thought Jill, “What have I done.” In spite of her earlier orgasm, she was still horny as hell. Quickly she jumped up and headed down the hall to the bathroom. Grabbing her blouse and bra, she averted her eyes from the men as they sat about the room with cocks hanging out.
She could only pause and stare as she went past the bedroom. Lynn was sprawled beneath the last in line as he made himself very busy, buffeting Lynn with his thrusts. As Jill burst into the bathroom she suddenly became aware of the shower. It was on. And the dark haired guy was in it, washing Lynn and himself from his crotch.
“Hi Sweetie, wanna join me?”
“No, no, I just need to wash up a little. I’m fine, really.” And with that she quickly cleaned up and put her clothes back on. Moving back past the bedroom Lynn had occupied, Jill became aware of a different man mounting her friend. The first guy in line had apparently caught his second wind. Once again Lynn lay sprawled beneath a man as he pummeled her with a cock. She could only manage a whimper as the man continued to use her body.
Jill managed to finish buttoning her blouse as she entered the living room, only to find the men still naked. Or half naked.
“I can’t believe you’re going to leave here and not show us your body”
“Oh yeah, I’ve just got to see you naked.”
Jill just smiled as she stood before the men, tucking her shirt in and placing things just so.
Squeak, Squeak, Squeak. Lynn wasn’t nearly as loud a fuck for the third guy.
“Show me your pussy.” It was Mr. Big Dick who brought her attention back to the room she was in.
Jill just smiled. And then bit her lip as she unbuckled her belt, unsnapped the jeans, and moved the zipper down.
Squeak, Squeak….Squeak, Squeak. He had developed an interesting rhythm. The image of her husband ever so briefly passed before Jill’s eyes. Very briefly.
“Just look,” cautioned Jill, “that’s it.” Even Jill didn’t believe that. Slowly she wiggled her jeans over her hips and just partially down her thighs. Her panties were beginning to get pulled down with the jeans. Jill pushed them the remaining way over her hips and pulled the crotch from between her thighs. Spreading her legs ever so slightly, Jill stood before Mr. Big Dick and Slim, watching the effect her nude pussy was having on their cocks.
“Can I touch your pussy”? Mr. Big Dick.
Thinking of the evening and her lack of a toothbrush, Jill responded with “Kiss me, and I’ll fuck you both.”
MBD had quite the grin on as he stood, moving ever so cautiously to Jill. He then took her in his arms and planted a long loving kiss on her lips. Tongue and all. Slim was at her feet in a flash, helping her out of the jeans and savoring the feel and smell of her blue panties as he pulled them from her body. Jill could smell herself, and she was sure the men could too, only it just didn’t matter.
“Isn’t there another bed we can use.” Jill whispered in slim’s ear as he moved closer.
“This way.” Jill followed the men down the hall, each of them nude from the waist down. Glancing back into the room Lynn had occupied, Jill could see the dark haired guy at her once again, slowly pumping himself into her as the other 2 looked on.
Within mere moments after entering the next bedroom Jill was completely nude and on her back. The man with the biggest cock she had ever had was firmly entrenched into her cunt. As she adjusted to the feel of his wide cock, she began to stir toward another orgasm.
“Let me on top,” commanded Jill. Big Dick quickly rolled over and Jill climbed on top. Her orgasm was nearly instantaneous as she roughly rode the man beneath her, spearing her pussy with his large cock. She gripped her nipples firmly as she rocked about on the cock in her at a pace that soon had the cock deep in her and pumping her pussy full of semen. As the cock swelled and exploded, Jill was wracked with an orgasm that nearly had her unconscious. Her lover could only lay under her as Jill collapsed on his chest.
In a drunken, lustful haze, the woman nearly did not notice slim climbing onto the bed behind her.
“Wha..? Wait!”
“Shhhh. Kiss me again.” Jill allowed Big’s tongue back into her mouth as he held her close to him, still buried deep in her as she spread her legs further in an attempt to accommodate her next lover.
“MMMmmmm…Was all she could whimper around Big’s tongue as she felt the cool, slick lubricant touch her bottom. “If only her husband could see her now,” she thought, “he would be insane.”
“AAAAhhggggg…..ow..ow..ooooo…please…easy…EASY” She jumped as the head of slims dick penetrated her anally. Something her husband had always wanted but never got. “I guess he should have gotten me drunk and then had someone hold me down,” she mused.
“whooo…whooo….whooo…ooo..ooo….mmmmmm. Are you in yet? It’s got to be all the way now. Oh god” Jill pleaded.
“I am in, oh baby it feels hot and tight. Hold on, this won’t take long.” And Slim began to pump her ass.
Slowly the woman started to rock her hips in time to the violation of her anus. She felt the cock in her pussy start to stir again as she held on tight, absorbing the fucking in her ass. She jumped again as Slim picked up the pace and Big held her firm, pushing her back to the cock using her behind.
She chanted “hurry, hurry, ooo, please hurry.” Soon, she felt the familiar swell of a cock as slim let out a very satisfied groan and dumped his balls into her backside. Slim sat back, extracting himself from her ass with a very audible gasp that could only be assumed was pleasure. Jill then gingerly extracted herself from Big and rolled off him, lying next to her lovers on the bed.
Someone brought her another drink, bringing her back to the real world. She coughed as the strong liquor when down, then lay down easily as the dark haired one climbed on for his turn with her.
It was shortly after Big had sampled Lynn and the dark haired one was finished that someone told the women they would need to go home. It seems the men had a busy day planned and needed some rest. As Jill and Lynn made their way home, they both knew it would be quite a while before they felt up to anything other than resting, but that was OK.
“I just wish they didn’t steal my panties, these jeans are a little rough,” Brought both women to hysterical laughter.