I am a fairly happy middle aged married slut, with long full curly brown hair, blue eyes (that twinkle when I cum), a little fluffier than average womanly body, full ripe 36C-D tits, and three yearning openings that love to receive my lover's hot throbbing hardness. I keep my tasty, always juicy pussy, shaved on the lips, and keep the landing pad above nicely trimmed. My silver dollar sized nipples, with their plump fingertip sized nubs tend to stay semi erect most of the time. I guess, probably because I am always horny and thinking about sex. I am a professional systems administrator, but try hard not to let that get in the way of my pleasure.
My husband of over 30 years, got me started in my slutty ways shortly after we were married, when he invited a friend over and told him if he wanted me to "take me". Hubby watched and later assisted, in my first three way and double penetration(s). Since then, he and many others had their way with me, which brings us to the present. He has lost some of his sex drive, but I have not. My husband still loves to pleasure me and my very horny pussy, but not nearly as often as I have become accustomed to.
So, I introduce my current boyfriend, who is 10 years younger than me, also married, and finds me to be the sexiest woman/slave/slut he has had the honor of pleasuring. He is fit, and trim, with a permanent fur coat that I love to feel rub next to my smoothe body, (front or back). His cock is larger than my husband's and always seems to stretch me when he enters. His imaginative dirty mind has caused me untold excitement and enjoyment as he has bound me and used my body, taken me at public events, shared me with others, and had me submit to some of the nastiest things he could think of. He always finds a way to bring some new excitement to our sex play, but takes good care of me and is careful not to hurt me. This is one of our stories, the first time he shared me with more than one other man.
Several years back my boyfriend talked me into being the entertainment for a bachelor party. His description was for me to do a little strip tease for about 6 guys at a private party and if I felt "comfortable", maybe give the groom-to-be a little oral loving. I agreed to this after several days of deliberating and him asking. It would be pretty safe for me because it was going to be out of town where no one I know should see me. I am after all married to a pretty wonderful guy and really didn't want to lose him over something like this. But the thrill of performing to a group of young men just got my motor running, and I just couldn't say no.
I went shopping with my boyfriend the weekend before the party and he bought me a really sexy set of underclothes for my "strip-tease". We ended up with a matching push-up bra and panty set in bright red with little black ties and trim. I looked damn sexy in them when I tried them on - and flashed my boyfriend and another guy in the store. The bra was a little more than half cup, so if I tried really hard I could *probably* keep most of my big round nipples covered, especially when the tips got hard and caught under the heavy top seam of the cups. The panties were a little more of a problem. They weren't fully crotchless, but the crotch was two overlapping layers of material, that if I wanted I could spread them and show my horny little pussy. I really didn't think that would come up at the party, but certainly would later when me and my boyfriend were together alone. I really liked the way the panties looked normal, but really *weren't*.
Overall, the outfit really looked like a satin lace bikini. I mean how dangerous could that be in a room full of strangers? He also got me a nice striped pair of black thigh highs, (yes, they really do make them in queen size), with red bows at the top. Then we stopped at the shoe store and got me a nice pair of bright red stiletto heels with ankle straps. I already had a nice red and black choker that would look wonderful with this outfit, and finish it off nicely. He told me it would be up to me to decide what to wear over the sexy undies, and how many layers I would want to take off to get to the sexy woman underneath. So, I was ready for the party. I decided to dress in school teacher style, heavy white blouse, long full wraparound skirt, my hair up, and big glasses. With the long skirt, they wouldn't see anything under my skirt till I wanted them to.
Party night as I was dressing, just for "safety", when I tied the pretty red panties on my hips, I put a drop of superglue on each bow tie knot. I figured that, now, there wouldn't be any *accidental* string pulling and the panties coming off when I didn't want it. They would still look all vulnerable and sexy, but wouldn't come off over my full hips. (Smile)
I told hubby I was going out with my girlfriends for the evening and for him not to wait up. Then, I went to meet my boyfriend, where I put on a littler heavier makeup and then we headed off for the party. It was about a 45-minute drive to a small bar with a party room in back. I was a little overdressed to strip, and boyfriend had run the truck A/C up on high to keep me from getting too hot. However, he did pet my neck and ears, and occasionally lifted my skirt and sexy under slip to rub my very damp pussy along the drive. By the time we got there I wanted him to drive around back and relieve my sexual pressure, before we went in. But he said we were just on time and really needed to go on in. I figured I would do my thing, and probably take about 30 minutes to tease the boys so they got nice and hot, then go get dressed and leave. I wasn't really sure about giving the groom any head. I didn't know these guys or what they looked like or much of anything else, I was just horny. In the eloquent words of my hubby, I had a Hole-On.
We went into the back room of the bar and there turned out to be six guys there including my boyfriend. But, he told them that he brought the entertainment and would just hang around to take me back when I was done. He didn't tell them that we were "dating." I looked around the room at all the men in the room and they looked to be mostly guys in their late teens and early 20's. I wondered why they would settle for an older stripper for entertainment. Seemed like this crowd would want a young girl with a nicer, firmer body than mine? Oh well.
I wandered around the small party room and visited with all the young men, as I learned their names, and finally meet the groom. I really liked the best man, he was so virile and sexy looking. If my boyfriend were not with me I just might have jumped his body right then and there. Talk about a really strong urge...
After being with the guys for a while and getting kissed, petted and felt up deliciously by each of the young men, my boyfriend asked me if I was ready to perform. I nervously shook my head, yes, and he went to put some music on. Allanah Miles', Black Velvet - one of my all time favorite songs, started playing. My boyfriend walked past and told me to take my time, he had copied and looped the song to go on forever, then he swatted me on my ass and walked away to watch.
I have never been a good dancer, but he knows that this song makes me move to the music, which I did. As I started swaying to the music and the heavy beat, I closed my eyes and imagined me as a much younger, sexy, vibrant nymph, and my body swayed, bumped and granddad to "her" movements. The room was quiet as the guys watched me dance for them - until I started unbuttoning the sleeves of my blouse. Then they started talking and begging for more. As I undid all the buttons down the front of my heavy white cotton blouse, they could start to see glimpses of my black and red bra, under my full white slip.
In preparation for tonight, I had "worked" on the slip some for a fun surprise later. After I slithered out of my blouse, I started untying the tie of my full wraparound skirt. When the ties were loose, I just let them go and spun around as it slipped over my hips and down my legs. The guys were howling now, as I swayed and danced to the music in my sexy white slip, black hose and red heels. Then, as instructed, my boyfriend walked up behind me and ripped my (rigged) full slip from my body, yelling to all - that this entertainment was taking too long!
I covered my sexy bra and pantied crotch with my hands and looked embarrassed for a few moments, but kept on dancing while I looked around at the guys. There were nice lumps in the front of all their slacks. (smiling) Then I removed my hands from the embarrassed pose and started really getting into the music. Did I mention that I really, really like this song? I started moving around the room getting close to all the guys and rubbing my body up to theirs. My hard nipples had popped out from under their "cover" and were on full display as I danced now. Their hands came to my body and touched me, and caressed me and pinched and pulled my nipples, and stroked my pussy in all the *right* ways as I danced personally for each of them. While rubbing my ass against a very nice hard cocks, hands felt me up and slithered down my front and "found" that my pussy was VERY wet, and juicy wet fingers found their way into my mouth to suck clean. The noise in the room doubled when I did that! From that point on, it was fair game to feast on my nipples, fondle my tits and rub my sexy wet pussy for all the guys, whenever I was in reach. Sometimes the juicy fingers I was offered didn't taste like me. Yum, these sweet boys were being sneaky and feeding me their own pre-cum...
I was starting to feel very good inside. All these young, tight bodied guys, hot, turned on, begging me for More, and touching me in all the right spots as I responded quite visibly to their touch. Damn, who taught these guys what I like??? Or is it all horny women that love to be touched all over like this?