Eve S Girl S Night Out

Author's notes: This is a fictional story and any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. All depictions are of people eighteen or older. I want to give a big shout out and thank you to my editor Bunkerhill who did a great job. Fair warning: There are multiple penetrations including anal depicted. I hope you enjoy the story.

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Eve's Girl's Night Out

After having showered and accomplished all the things that ladies do, Eve stood in front of the mirror surveying herself and sighed. Her modest bra and granny panties made her look, indeed, like the granny she was. Even the ugly slip she put on next didn't help and Eve finally pulled the dress over her head hiding her ugly slip, modest bra and granny panties.

The dress was one of those simple summer dresses that all the grannies wore. It was tight at the bodice, zippered in the back, flared out over the hips and ended a couple of inches below her knee. Usually the only thing these dresses accented was the extra pounds on the hips, and cleavage that is obviously appropriate for a granny. She did, indeed, have three grandchildren although she wasn't an old, gray haired, overweight and frumpy granny.

To the contrary she was slim and trim as any woman half her age. She had married and had her first child, a girl, at twenty-one, right out of college. Her daughter had also married at twenty-one and given her two of the grandchildren, aged two and four. Her second, a son, was married when he was twenty-four with a two year old. Yet at just fifty, she still had a gorgeous figure.

It was, of course, due to her eating properly both in quality and quantity and her exercise regimen which was extreme. On the other hand, the fact her husband was an executive of a Fortune 100 firm, making boatloads of money which allowed her the advantage of medical assistance, didn't hurt.

Her medically enhanced breasts, hidden by the ugly granny bra, were magnificent. They defied gravity and stuck straight out of her chest. Each breast was topped by a large pink areola and sported a long, hard, and erect nipple. So hard, in fact, these nipples seemed to be straining to get out and were readily visible even through the hideous bra. She had no paunch and her stomach slopped gently down to the mound of her sex. Eve had much preferred being silky smooth down there since college. Some time ago, sick of the inconvenience and pain of waxing, Eve had electrolysis done to her pubic area, legs and underarms. The few thousand dollars and multiple painful sessions were well worth it. Her legs were firm, smooth and toned and her entire body tanned. Finally her butt was still rounded and tight. All of this was the result of her diet, heavy workouts and a little assistance from her surgeon.

As she stood before the full length mirror, sadly, all of this was hidden beneath the repulsive dress, granny panties, ugly bra, dreadful slip, horrid granny stockings and revolting granny shoes. This was all because of the need to keep up appearances, to be a respectable granny.

Eve grabbed her purse from her dresser and stopped to see that she had her keys.

"Girl's Night Out, right?" Her husband said, startling her.

Smiling, she kissed his cheek and replied with an, "mmm."

"Have a good time," he said as she started down the stairs.

"I will, thanks Herb," she replied.

Eve then drove to Sally's house, a couple of minutes away. They had been friends since college and Sally was one of the three female Musketeers. Eve, Sally and Jane were all sorority sisters and had become lifelong friends.

Girl's Night Out was something they had started to do once a month after Jane's divorce some five years ago. All of them had married well, so Jane's divorce settlement had left her well off. Sally's hubby, Albert, was also a high executive but he liked the booze too much. Sally more often than not had to help him to bed or if he was too far gone throw a blanket over him on the La-Z-Boy. As Eve was, all three of these ladies still had magnificent bodies again because of diet, workouts and modern medical science.

Eve pulled into the driveway and Sally almost ran to the car. Dressed similarly to Eve, Sally slipped into the seat, shut the door and screamed, "The son of a bitch is half trashed already."

Eve shook her head and could only say, "Sorry."

They drove to Jane's in silence.

There was no need to knock and they just walked into Jane's, who they found in her kitchen sipping a cup of tea naked as the day she was born.

As one they all shouted, "Girl's Night Out."

At this point they all rushed up stairs to the master bedroom. They took their pre-prepared dress bag, hanging in the main walk-in closet, and each went to an individual separate bedroom. After a few minutes Jane knocked on her own bedroom door and called, "Ready?"

"Ready," Eve replied.

"Wait, not yet," Sally responded.

"Well hurry the fuck up bitch," Jane replied.

"Fuck you," Sally shouted back. After about a minute Sally continued, "Ok, now I'm ready."

At that point all three opened their respective doors and stepped into the common room. Gone were the granny dresses. Gone were the ugly bras, hideous slips, granny panties and granny hose. Three gorgeous, mature women were dressed in outfits that screamed, "I'm here to be fucked."

Eve had a backless, black dress with halter top held on with only a spaghetti strap tied behind her neck. The halter part was small and showed ample side boob. The fabric was clingy and outlined her breasts, her erect nipples making little tents. The skirt part of the dress went almost to her knee. It was skin tight over her ass with a slit up the center of her left leg from hem to her waist. Her matching stiletto high heels rounded out the ensemble. Except for the lacy thigh high stocking top, fully exposed through the slit, it was obvious she had nothing else on under the dress.

Sally had a sleeveless, short mini, backless, sheath dress, in red, with halter neck and deep V that showed plenty of delightful side boob. A slit up the side, also from hem to waist revealed she too, had nothing else under the dress. Matching stiletto heels also rounded out her ensemble.

Jane's dress was a green, backless, mini dress only a few inches below her pussy with slits up both sides from hem to waist. The dress was so tight that the slits never came together keeping her hips constantly exposed. The halter neck deep V was so low it exposed her navel. Her matching stiletto heels also topped off her ensemble. Not only did it readily reveal she sported nothing underneath, she would spend the evening randomly revealing what was underneath.

"Well, Eve wins the frumpy grandmother dress award," Sally teased.

"Don't you have any tits in there?" Jane laughed.

"Oh," growled Eve and then held up her car keys smiling. She was driving tonight.

They all climbed into her car unable and uninterested in maintaining any form of modesty. Their destination was a bar three towns over and would take them an hour to get to. This was the reason for their starting Girl's Night Out in the late afternoon. After much spirited conversation and teasing they arrived midway through happy hour. At this point, they did readjust themselves to be modest enough, at least not to be arrested for public lewdness and entered the bar. It had a good crowd of mostly younger well-dressed men, since a couple of fortune 500 firms were in the area.

All eyes turned to them and at that moment the noise subsided, exactly the reaction the three ladies were looking for. They then treated the bar as a runway.

Eve led off. Smiling, she stepped out confidently, her back straight and shoulders back thrusting her bosom forward. The luscious, soft, clingy fabric of her halter caressed her tits and felt silky and luxurious. This and the sexy bouncing of her tits as she walked hardened her nipples even more. With each step the fabric of her skirt parted and exposed her entire left leg and hip. The fabric stroked her inner thigh above her thigh highs and even tantalized the very edges of her pussy. Oh, how she loved the soft caress of the fabric and the thrilling sensation of her pussy hinting that it too may be exposed. As she walked she became more and more excited. The overt lust filled stares of the men and some of the women thrilled her and stoked the already hot coals of her hunger. Her pussy burned to be used and wet her inner thighs as she walked. Through the smell of colognes, perfumes and stale beer she caught the musky scent of desire and lust. Eve reveled in the stares, these gaping mouths that desired her, that wanted to undress her, that wanted to take her. They affirmed to her that she was still desirable.

Each of them, one at a time, unhurriedly took their runway walk. From the front of the bar they strolled, all eyes on them only a quiet murmuring in the background. Each woman became more and more excited with each step in anticipation of what they planned to do that evening. By the time they all got to the vacant table with four chairs near the back, they were all wet, their thighs and pussies glistening. As they arrived each took a seat. The empty chair next to Jane was immediately filled with a young man, thirtyish, who was very handsome and very interested in Jane.

A waitress approached, young, heavily tattooed and pierced with tousled blue hair. She wore a sleeveless white tank top, two sizes too small, cut off half way between the bottom of her somewhat saggy tits and her navel. Of course, she was braless and her hard bejeweled nipples made not very subtle bumps in the fabric. That fabric was very thin and her large dark areolas were more than just hinted at underneath. Her bottom was covered with a red string bikini thong, loosely tied on each side and sagging so low in the front that the top of her pussy was almost in view. Obviously she was attempting to be sexy to get bigger tips but to Eve she just came off as slutty.

The waitress began to take their orders and as they placed their orders another man pulled a chair up beside Sally and both men offered to pay for the drinks.

Jane ordered a screwdriver to the giggles of all three, Sally a Mimosa and Eve a Chardonnay. Each of the men now began to engage the one they were sitting with. Eve smiled, loving the attention her lifelong friends were getting.

Jane and the young man sitting next to her seemed to be chatting spiritedly. Soon some physical playfulness erupted as the man impishly seemed to be attempting to put his finger in the fabric of the deep V to get a good look at Jane's tits.

Half way through her screwdriver Jane nodded vigorously to the gentleman.

Eve heard Jane say, "I have to be back here by nine so I can catch my ride home. You don't live far from here do you?"

The gentleman shook his head vigorously no.

Turning to Eve, Jane said as she rose from her seat, "I'll be back by nine."

Sally wasn't far behind and Eve was soon left alone. She wasn't worried. Closing her eyes she centered her breathing and sure enough opened her eyes again as two young men sat down one on each side of her.

"Could we buy you a drink?" one asked.

Eve looked down at the glass of chardonnay that she had only taken a couple of small sips from and said, "I think I'm good with drinks right now."

Then she placed a hand on each man's thigh about halfway up their leg gently massaging them. She smirked at the saucer sized eyes of each man looking down at her hands. Then she began to stroke their thighs up and down gently moving her hands higher and higher until she suddenly cupped their manhood in her hand, impressed that each was already quite hard.

"Would you like to go someplace quiet," one of the men stammered.

"Certainly dear, but do you have another buddy you might invite as well?" she asked wantonly.

Pole axed, the man asked, "Are you serious?"

Pinching his chin with her thumb and the knuckle of her forefinger she drew his open mouth in close to hers.

She whispered breathily, directly into his open mouth, "Yes dear, after all, I have three holes don't I?"

The man was struck dumb and only after Eve cocked her head and squinted did he have enough wherewithal to nod. Eve though, made him call his friend right then and there to confirm he would also join them before she agreed to leave with them. She also told them she must be back at this bar no later than nine that evening.

One of the young men drove while Eve aggressively necked with the other in the back seat. She wouldn't allow him to touch any of her goodies yet though and had to playfully slap his hands often to keep him at bay. That isn't to say that in shifting around and pawing each other he didn't get a good look at some of her lady bits. Once she even had to admonish the driver to keep his eyes on the road. As they pulled up to the parking place at the apartment building, the third guy was waiting outside. After parking the car they all entered the building and soon they entered an apartment. Eve didn't know nor care whose, as long as it had a large bed.

The men were all quite young, barely out of college and in the presence of a confident sexy woman their mother's age. It was easy for Eve to take control. At first she only let them play around on the periphery. Mostly kissing and cupping her breasts, patting her ass. When she finally untied the spaghetti strap on her neck and allowed the halter to fall away exposing those magnificent tits, she knew they were all hard by the bulges in their pants.

At this point she singled out one, for no particular reason other than he was handy and started unbuttoning his shirt. Slowly, one button after the other as the others molested her tits in all the wonderful ways she enjoyed. They pulled and pinched and stretched and sucked on her already hard nipples, sending bolts of lightning to her pussy. He smelled of a wonderful cologne and felt firm and well-muscled. Soon he too was shirtless and she admired and stroked his strong pecs, playfully molesting his nipples as well. She loved the feel of smooth skin on skin and massaged his chest with her naked tits, her hard nipples drawing erotic designs. Then it was on to the next again slowly, ever so slowly unbuttoning his shirt and reveling in the attention her tits received. By the time she got to the last one he had already tossed his shirts.

"I like your initiative," she cooed, massaging his strong hairless pecs.

Eve kissed him open mouthed as a reward and suddenly squatted down, expertly undid his pants and in one quick motion dropped his pants and briefs to the floor.

After waiting a few moments with no response she said patiently, as one instructs a child, "Step out of them dear."

His rock hard cock was large with an angry looking purple head pointing right at her. Smiling, her pussy drooling, she thought "I am going to enjoy this one."

Eve then repeated the process with each. Once all of them were naked she took one cock in her right hand and another in her left and she began to stroke them. She was always amazed at how smooth and silky the skin on a cock felt, almost as smooth as the outer lips of a well-cared for pussy. As she looked up at the odd man out, just standing there, she rolled her eyes up and sighed, shaking her head.

"Are you going to be a spectator or a participant dear?" she uttered with just the slightest impatience in her voice and opened her mouth.

Realizing now that he should have stepped up he sheepishly stepped forward and began to fuck her face. Eve was incredible at blow jobs, although she had never given one to her husband. She sucked and stroked and sucked and stroked going around the little circle of three for some time. Soon the precum began to drool liberally from each man's cock and she hurriedly lapped at each cock, to not waste it, like when eating an ice cream cone on a hot day. The salty taste excited her and although she had been wet since she awoke this morning, her juices really began to flow now.

"Well, darlings that is about all my knees can take," she groaned.

So she released them and as she stood up one of the men impishly pushed her dress over her hips and it fell to the floor.

"Finally," she thought, "I was hoping there were some balls in the room."

She simply stepped out of it and taking one of the men by the hand led him to the bed.

"Get on the bed and lay on your back dear," she instructed.

Eve climbed onto the bed and straddled the man, trapping his hard cock on his abdomen with the slit of her pussy.

Eve then looked back over her shoulder and called out to the others just standing there, "Are you two going to join us or not?"

Both veritably leapt onto the bed.

"Do you have any lube?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure in the night stand drawer," replied the apparent owner of the bedroom.

After quite a pause.

"Well could someone be kind enough to get it for me?" she exclaimed openly showing a bit of impatience.

This spurred them finally to action and they retrieved the tube of a brand she had never heard of. After she lubed the man's cock liberally she then lubed her pussy liberally, although her juices were actually running down her leg. Eve then rose up fully on her knees, adjusted her position and guided his cock home impaling herself on a very respectable sized dick. Fully seated, she pointed to another one of the men at random.

"Get up here behind me dear. Lube me and yourself well. I think I can easily handle you although you all have marvelously sized cocks," she said shivering. The motion, with a cock impaling her pussy, sent shocks through her body.

The man lubed his cock and as the cold lube touched her anus she involuntarily jumped.

"Oh, sorry," she said, "It was cold. Go ahead dear."

Tentatively the man resumed, placed the head of his cock at her opening and pushed in slowly to her groans.

"Good job, nice and gentle and slow please dear," she encouraged.

Each of the men then began to thrust haphazardly and without any rhythm.

"Stop, not that way," she screeched. "I will do the work to begin with. When you feel the rhythm you can join in."

So she began to rock her hips forward and backward and these men quickly found that synchronized rhythm.

"Now you, poor boy, look like you think you are left out," she said in a pouty voice. "Good news, not so, come up here at the head of the bed."

As he straddled the head of the man on the bottom she took his cock into her mouth. Again, Eve could suck cock like nobody's business. His cock went in and on each stroke he pushed a little deeper until he touched her throat and began to pull back. Eve took the shaft and pulled it all the way out, strings of thick saliva hung from her mouth to his cock.

"Did you think of me as some poor college girl and that is as far as you can go?" she spat out teasingly. "Well, I have a big surprise for you."

Eve took his cock, reinserted it into her mouth, and grasped his hips with her hands. As he thrust forward again and hit the back of her throat she started pulling. So, he continued slowly to thrust until her nose was pressed solidly on his abdomen. Eve swallowed the entirety of what anyone would say was a good sized dick. She held it there for what seemed an eternity and then pulling back she didn't even cough or gag. The poor man's mouth hung open, awed at her accomplishment.

Eve pulled his cock out again, great strings of thick saliva from dick to mouth broke off and in gobs ran down and dripped off her chin. The taste of his salty precum was strong in her mouth.

Looking up at the man with his cock in her hand she teased, "I'll bet your little college girl friends have never done that to you, have they?"

With renewed vigor the man began to fuck her throat. She loved to be face fucked and had, on occasion, had an orgasm from it. The vagus nerve at the back of the throat is known to have a connection to the cervix. Some say it can be stimulated by inserting a cock or whatever floats your boat. This nerve, in turn, stimulates the pussy or that is what she understood. Eve didn't care, she just liked to give head and, oh yeah, have an orgasm in the process. This one's cock was certainly long enough but she really couldn't tell whether the stimulation that was growing in her pussy was from her throat, pussy or both and frankly, she didn't care.