New Year's Eve was upon us, and we were getting ready to go to Lorraine and Bob's party. Eve had showered and was getting ready. She's not much on make up, and looks great without it. She has a natural beauty about her, but at 64 she does need to be careful to moisturize, which can take a little time. I went in to shave and shower, leaving her to her routine.
When I came out about 20 minutes later, she was dressed and ready. I was stunned. There is a lot to be said for a little black dress, and Eve was driving the point home. It was short, coming to mid thigh, with the top a deep V that came down past her breasts, enough of them showing that she would be the center of attention. She had on black stockings and black 4" heels. Her blonde hair contrasted with the dress, making her look even more stunning.
I wanted her right there. I pulled her to me, kissing her hard. She returned my kiss, rubbing her hands up and down my chest, playing them through the thick hair. Our kiss was passionate, and I soon felt her fingers clutching at me, pulling my chest hair as she went into a mini orgasm. I pulled her to the bed, sliding up, pulling her on top of me as I slid up. She was now straddling me. She kissed me again, and I grabbed her hips, pulling her over me.
I moved Eve up so she was directly over my face, and I could see up her dress. The stockings were thigh highs, reaching almost up to her crotch, where she was wearing black crotchless panties. I pulled her down so I could reach her, and put my tongue in the gap where I saw blonde curls poking through. Eve moaned as I licked up and down her labia, then her clit. I intensified my attack on her only partly contained pussy, not letting up til I felt her thighs close around my head and her juice flood my face. I pushed her hips down my body, lifting up the back of her dress. I was hard as a stone post now, and I positioned her over my cock, pushing her down so it found the gap in her panties, and her spread, wet, labia. I pushed in, the head opening her up so I could get deep in and feel her heat.
I was soon fully inside her. Eve looked down and smiled at me. "You remember what the plan was for tonight, right??"
"Yes, I do." Eve looked at me, still smiling.
"Marking your territory??" she asked.
"Preemptive strike," I said, making Eve laugh. "Besides, if you do get Bob in bed, you're going to need something to smooth the way for him get his dick inside you."
"Let's make it real easy for him," said Eve as she sank down hard on my swelling erection. She leaned forward to kiss me, and I pushed the top of her dress aside, letting her tits rest on my chest. She now had enough space to move her hips, and she rode up and down on me, rising just enough so the head of my cock was barely inside her, then pounding back down on me. I rose to meet her thrusting hips, pounding back as good as I got. I could feel the opening in the middle of Eve's panties on my shaft as I went in and out, which only served to heighten my arousal. I pulled her ass down, holding her on me, my cock now fully buried in her blonde, 64 year old twat. I rocked her on top of me, my cock head now shoving into her cervix, her clit pressed hard against the base. I felt her shake as her orgasm washed over her, and her kiss became almost violent as she came, her body in a full press on mine. I started to feel the surge building in my groin.
Eve felt it too. "Come inside me, baby. I want your come. I want it soaking me while I'm at the party." That was all I needed, and I unloaded inside her, coating her newly clutching vagina with thick bursts of sperm. Eve rose to a sitting position as I came, feeling my spurting dick pulse inside her. It was a turn on watching her small, soft tits shake as she came again from my come flooding her insides. My orgasm trailed off, hers taking a little longer to subside as she sat atop me, my still hard cock filling her pussy. She took my hands as we enjoyed the moments after our encounter. She finally leaned forward and kissed me.
"Hope Bob doesn't mind sloppy seconds," Eve said, a wicked smile crossing her pretty face.
"I have a feeling he'll be happy to get you, no matter how he finds you." Eve kissed me again and rolled off, lying on the bed next to me. I got up to go into the bathroom, turning to look at her, on her back, dress riding up so I could see her thighs and panties. The little bit of bush I could see was wet, as was the front of her crotchless panties. Our eyes met. "You're so hot it's not funny. If I could get hard again this soon, I'd do you all over again, party or not." Eve looked at me longingly. I blew her a kiss. "I love you, Eve."
Eve stuck a finger into her panties to scoop up a glob of come that was leaking from her, licking it off slowly. "I love you too, honey. Don't forget that later when I'm with Bob."
"No worries, hon. I know where your heart is."
She looked at me lovingly and blew me a kiss back. "Always yours. I know where yours is too."
I went to get a couple of hot washcloths so we could clean up, then got dressed as Eve put herself back together. We pulled the bottle of champagne from the fridge that we were bringing to the party, and we were off.
We got to the party around 9:30. Bob and Lorraine met us at the door. Bob greeted Eve with a slightly lingering kiss. Eve, while not encouraging him, didn't pull away from him, either. Lorraine greeted me in a similar fashion, her kiss also a little longer than usual. I didn't pull away, and she gave me a smile as we parted.
Once inside, Eve was turning heads, as I expected she would. Despite being one of the older women in our group, she is one of the most attractive, something not lost on the other men at the party, often to the chagrin of their wives. Tonight was no exception, as Eve showed definitively why a black party dress is a must have in any woman's wardrobe. Bob noticed right away, as we thought he would. Eve would normally resist Bob's advances; it was a little game they played. He'd say something suggestive, she'd deflect him, and so it would go through any of these get togethers. It was mostly in fun, though tonight would be different. Eve was going to be a little less resistant, but let the tension build. If things went right, and if I could get Lorraine to play, we'd be ringing in the New Year in a new way.
The party flowed well, everyone there having a good time and mixing well. Bob, while not following Eve around like a puppy, seemed to be giving her a lot of attention. I know he was checking out her tits while getting her a drink at the table set up with punch and other libations. Lorraine was around a lot for me as well, not that I minded. She was wearing a long, deep red gown, with a slit up the side, and a deep halter top that showed off her hanging breasts well. She paid a lot of attention to me at the buffet table, leaning forward to point out some of the choices on the back of the table, which gave me a good look at her tits.