Damn I was so horny! It had been over a month since I had been with a man and my pussy was aching. My husband and I had separated and even though the sex wasn't great, I at least got it on a regular basis.
Since our breakup I hadn't been in a big hurry to meet someone else. I had a few offers from guys at work, but none that really excited me. I didn't really want to mix business with pleasure anyway. I didn't really want to go to work wondering if the guy I was with the night before was bragging about the blowjob I gave him. There were a couple guys I wouldn't have minded sucking their cocks and the whole office finding out, but so far they hadn't offered.
So here I was on a Friday night, wine glass in one hand and pussy in the other, wondering what to do. The decision wasn't difficult. I had masturbated every night for the last two weeks and my pussy needed something more.
I grabbed my glass and the bottle of wine to my bathroom and ran myself a nice hot bath. I soaked for an hour in the tub rubbing myself all over to heighten my senses and enhance my pussy's need. I neatly trimmed my jet-black pubes, removing any hint of hair from around my pussy and ass. When I finished my bottle I got out of the tub and toweled myself dry.
At my closet I chose a short black skirt my ex had bought to show me off when we went out. I had a matching black silk blouse that I also put on. The skirt was form-fitting and came down to only about four inches below my pussy. My blouse was loose, but always showed my hard nipples. I left it open far enough so that my firm B-cup breasts were teasingly partially exposed. Naturally I didn't ruin the effect by putting on a bra, and opted against panties.
After another glass of wine I headed to Tabby's, a local pick-up bar that I had heard was a perfect place for a woman to get laid. I had never been, but had heard the ladies at work (single and married) talk about the "talent" they had met there.
It was about 10 o'clock when I walked through the door. The place had a great atmosphere, and, to my relief, was not overly crowded. There were plenty patrons, but it wasn't wall-to-wall people. You didn't have to fight your way through the crowd, but there were plenty hot guys to choose from.
I decided to sit at the bar and scope out the "talent". A few guys immediately made there way over to get a closer look, but their attempts at conversation were lame at best and they were treated accordingly. The frequency of such visits was promising, though, and I knew I would be able to pick and choose the evening's entertainment.
About a half an hour after I got to the bar handsome young man, about 22 years old, came in the bar and walked towards me. He was tall, muscular and extremely good-looking. I have never been into guys much younger than me; he was at least 10 years my junior, but I figured I could make an exception for him.
He walked up and asked if he could sit next to me while he waited for his friends to get there. I motioned to the barstool next to me and he promptly sat down and promised not to be a nuisance. Wow! He had manners, too. I assured him he would not be any nuisance to me and asked him his name.
"Sean. And you?"
"Cathy. Nice to meet you, Sean."
We made small talk for a while. He had recently graduated from the local university and was waiting for a couple of his college friends, who he hadn't seen for a couple months.
I noticed Sean taking a look at the opening of my blouse a few times with appreciation in his eyes. I decided to turn my bar stool to face his so he could get a good look at my legs. Sitting down like this my skirt rode up my legs to where if I opened my legs at all my pussy would be on display. I kept my legs closed for the time being, but carefully crossed my legs without exposing myself in order to test Sean's interest.
I wasn't disappointed. Sean took a good look and became noticeably agitated. If I wasn't mistaken there was even evidence of a slight bulge in his lap.
About that time two equally good-looking men the same age as Sean walked up and greeted Sean. After the initial greetings of good buddies who hadn't seen each other in a while, Sean introduced his friends as Wade and Bryan. Sean suggested they find a table and asked if I wanted to join them.
The guys found a corner booth and we all slid in with me sitting between Sean and Wade. I didn't leave much room for Sean, who was sitting on the outside, so that he had no choice but to sit close enough that our legs were in constant contact. Again I crossed my legs so that my skirt would ride up as high as it could without exposing myself. A move both Sean and wade noticed.
We chit chatted for quite a while. The guys were catching up with each other while asking me about myself and doing their best not to leave me out of the conversation. I was having a great time talking with three gorgeous guys.
Throughout the conversation I would feel Sean's hand brush my leg. Each time it happened, electricity shot straight to my pussy. I could feel myself getting wet and I almost regretted not wearing panties that could at least soak up the moisture that threatened to start making my skirt wet.
I excused myself to use the restroom. While away I cleaned myself up to avoid any embarrassing stains. On my return I saw Wade had closed the gap a bit between him and Sean. Sean got up to let me back in and I was now sandwiched between the two men. Not uncomfortably so, but enough that my legs were now touching both men, which was actually quite alright with me.
Before I had the chance to cross my legs again, Sean placed his hand on my bare thigh and left it there. As a sign of my approval I reciprocated. My hand rested at the top of his leg right next to where I knew his cock would be. Sean took that as a signal (it was) and moved his hand further up my leg to where two of his fingers were under my skirt. I parted my knees slightly and felt his little finger brush against my outer lips.
Sean's discovery that I wasn't wearing panties had an immediate effect. I suddenly felt something nudge the hand in his lap and realized his cock was growing right under my hand. It felt huge, and I reassured the embarrassed-looking Sean with a light squeeze on his magnificent cock.
At about the same time I felt Wade's hand on my other thigh. He started caressing me gently while Sean continued farther up. I was in heaven between these two men and I felt my pussy getting impossibly wet.
The four of us continued chatting it up as if nothing was going on between my legs. It started getting late when a slow song came on and Bryan asked me to dance. I was more than happy to accept as I needed a break from the hands that were driving crazy. I also felt bad about Bryan sitting by himself knowing what was going on.
Bryan pulled me to him as we swayed to the music. He had a hand on my ass gently squeezing and caressing it. My lips reached up to his and our tongues kept the same tempo as our bodies. His arms enveloped me and there seemed to be no one else in the world for a time.
When the song ended Bryan and I went back to our friends, this time sitting next to each other. When I sat down I allowed my skirt to ride up so that I was fully exposed to him. My fingers confirmed what I had thought I felt on the dance floor. Bryan's cock was fully erect.
As it was close to closing time, Sean suggested we continue the party at his place. We all agreed and headed to the door. We all hopped in a taxi with Wade in the front seat and me sandwiched between the other two in the back.
Once again I allowed my skirt to ride up and the guys didn't waste time showing their appreciation. Their hands were all over me and I took turns kissing them both deeply. One of them opened my silk blouse and let my breasts free. Bryan took a nipple into his mouth and started sucking and biting it. Sean's finger found the opening to my pussy and sunk into me. I started moaning loudly as my hands found two hard cocks.
The cab driver was watching us in the mirror and my eyes locked on his. It was such a turn-on being watched by him, but after almost hitting the curb he chose to keep his attention on the road and only glanced at us occasionally.