Since I last submitted to literotica my life has undergone quite a few major upheavals. Firstly we got so busy with our antiques business that I had to leave my part time civil service post and that left little time for writing.
Tom and I still had the odd adventure but mainly with clients or other exhibitors when we were away at various antique fairs, but as we were more often home based and Tom did not want to be indiscreet on our own doorstep, this was quite infrequent.
I have to say I missed the thrill of dressing up and drawing the attention of younger guys with the buzz of not knowing what could happen. I also missed the excitement of making love to more than one guy at once and to be blunt the physical thrill of seeing young guys get erections over me and feeling of taking their hard young cocks. Tom is still fairly virile but there is a difference in the firmness of a guy's erection after he reaches 40. I had really loved handling, sucking and being made love to by one or more young hard cocks.
We had settled down to a fairly work based staid existence when a friend from where I had worked invited me out with the girls for a Christmas drink in early December, I accepted with alacrity.
We met up with a crowd of girls for a meal and a few drink in a restaurant near the Grass Market , before going on to meet up with some of the guys out of the office in a late licence pub /club further up the street. As it was the first time I had been out for a few months I was really looking forward to it and dressed sexy/smart in a fitted leather jacket, with a black slinky top with no bra – not see through but you could see my nipples - shortish black tight skirt and long black leather over the knee boots.
There were about 20 girls present ranging from early twenties to my own age and we had a real laugh over the meal and lashings of wine and were all quite merry by the time we made it across the street to the modern car themed bar. There we joined a crowd of about a dozen guys all in their mid twenties to early thirties. Most of them were new to me but some had worked in my office.
I eventually ended up sitting at a table with a mixed crowd. More drink flowed and I was pleasantly merry when I was approached for a dance by Tim, a fair haired guy who I remembered as a relatively junior member of staff. After a few dances I suggested we sat down as it was getting quite warm and I was slightly surprised when he led me over to the bar and offered me a drink. When I suggested he might like to get back to his friends rather than spending time "with an old married lady". He shocked me by saying the only reason he had come was because he knew I would be there.
He said that he and quite a few of the young guys had really fancied me and fantasised about me and had been distraught when I left. I have to say my heart and pussy had a little flutter when I realised that this handsome young guy in his mid twenties fairly obviously wanted me.
We had a couple of drinks at the bar before a slow number came on and he asked me to get up. I said I had better take my jacket off and leave it and my bag with the girls. As he helped me off with my jacket I noticed his eyes go to my breasts and his hand brushed against my right breast as he helped the jacket over my jewellery.
On the floor he pulled me tight against him – he smelt delicious – and I could feel his obvious excitement by the hard erection rubbing against me. As we danced he murmured that "this was a dream come true " as he had always really fancied me. To my shame I told a little white lie and said that I had always thought him very attractive but a little young to be interested in me.
This seemed to encourage him as one of his hands cupped my buttock and pulled hard against him muttering " all the guys fancied you and would love to have got you into bed".
When I said "why would a really handsome young guy like you want to go to bed with an old married woman like me rather than a girl of your old age?"
He grated " because you've got it all – you are beautiful and you have a really ripe body – with a great ass and superb tits. You have no idea how many times I have wanked over the thought of getting you in bed."
The slow music came to a stop and I suggested sitting down and as we approached the bar to get another drink, a guy turned round to greet Tim and asked him what we wanted. He delivered the round of drinks he was getting and then brought ours over. This was Carl – he was a "drop dead gorgeous" black guy in his mid twenties – a little taller than Tim and impeccably dressed in a smart suit and white open necked shirt. In the UV lighting he looked absolutely stunning. He said "Tim, I have been wanting an introduction to your friend all night." Tim introduced him as a colleague up in Edinburgh on a placement from London.
I have to say I was in heaven with two fantastic looking guys literally drooling at the mouth over me. As the drink flowed I danced with both of them in the faster dances and noted the way their eyes never left my bouncing breasts and how whenever possible their hands were on my waist and hips. When we sat down their eyes moved between my breasts and my thighs above my stocking tops.
We were all quite merry and as I went out to the loo it amused me to hear a couple of guys discussing the really " hot piece" that Carl and Tim were with. After a few more dances the club got unbearably warm and stuffy and I suggested that I wanted to go outside for some air. Tim volunteered to accompany me as immediately did Carl. I feigned amused surprise and said both could if they wanted to spend more time with an old married lady instead of getting better acquainted with girls of their own age.
We went outside and before I knew it they had pulled me into a wynd ( alley) near the entrance and both started to kiss me.
As the pair of them were snogging and groping my breasts I thought I would show them that they were not totally in control of the situation and I slipped my hand between Tim's legs to feel a good hard young cock . However when I reached between Carl's legs I couldn't believe what I was feeling – it felt like one of the old policeman's truncheons. I couldn't help breaking off to murmur – "mmm- you're hung like a horse".
Tim replied "yeah – women can't believe how big he is."
Their hands that had been originally all over my breasts moved to ruck my skirt up over my thighs and I could feel their obvious excitement when a hand closed over my g string covered pussy and another in the crack between my hips. I sobered up slightly when I felt a couple of probing fingers go past my g string and as I looked down I felt Carl's fingers go deep into my pussy. I think the two guys would probably have had me there and then – a fantasy of mine – but for some of the crowd leaving the club. I quickly pulled my skirt down and said " guys – I'm as keen for it as you but we've got to go somewhere private".
Carl suggested we go to his apartment and I phoned Tom to say I was staying over with a female friend before we quickly caught a cab. The two guys put me between them in the back and I'm sure the taxi driver got an eyeful as my top and skirt were pulled up and their hands were everywhere over my exposed body including them easing off my string to have easier access to my pussy. In fact the two guys were still busy kissing and groping me when the taxi driver announced we had arrived.
I saw him looking up my skirt as the boys broke free and I heard him telling Carl – "he hoped they had a good night" as he paid him.
Carl lived in quite a plush block and the boys got busy with me again in the lift on the way up to his fourth floor flat. By the time we reached our floor my skirt was up round my waist and, apart from my holdups, I was naked from the waist down as Carl had claimed my string as a trophy in the cab. Fortunately no one was about as we almost tumbled out of the elevator to the entrance of his flat.
There was little ceremony when we got in as I was pulled straight through to the bedroom and only had time to get my jacket off before I was tumbled on to the bed with my top pushed up to expose my breasts and my skirt pushed up over my thighs. They kissed and groped me as they pulled their clothes off.
As Carl pulled his boxers off I was amazed at the size of his cock – I had heard about how well endowed some black guys were and I had seen and indeed taken some cocks that I estimated were up to 9-10" long but this looked bigger again. Especially as he had a very toned relatively slim body. In addition, I have fairly long fingers but I could only close my fingers round about 2/3 of it.
I hadn't long to admire it as the guys pushed me down on the bed and I soon had my mouth full of Tim while Carl went between my thighs. In spite of Tim's quite large cock pounding my throat I gasped as Carl started to enter the massive head of his cock in me – after two kids my pussy isn't virginal tight but I felt stretched like I hadn't been since my first time. I gasped even more as he started to push it home – no it wasn't fantastic as some writers write about women handling large cocks – in fact it was quite uncomfortable initially and downright painful when he first thrust it fully home as hit the entrance to my womb. But when he realised it had hurt me he was surprisingly gentle and eased it in and out until I was able to accommodate him as I got more lubricated.