Husband Away - I'm Horny - Ex Calls

I hadn't been out in what felt like an eternity. I wasn't even sure I could dance any more but when my old boyfriend called asking me to the concert I decided it was worth giving it a shot. My husband was going to be out of town so it was either try dancing or spend another night with the cat.

Since the cat isn't much of a conversationalist, I put on the closest thing to a party dress I owned. I looked in the mirror...well...it would do.

The dress was tight at the waist and short but not too short, after all I wasn't under 30 anymore. At a little past 9 pm I heard the knock on the door. I greeted John with a quick hug. He smelled so good it made my body stir.

I always enjoyed sex with John but since my marriage he wasn't as warm towards me as he had been. For a fleeting moment I wondered if I might be able to warm him up later. My husband had been gone for over a week and I was feeling more than a little needy.

We left quickly. I ask him to drive because I planned to let loose a little. I don't typically drink but I was feeling restless. I had never been to this club but it was exactly like I remembered. The smoke hung in the air, a tangible thing. I knew I would realize later that it had permeated my clothes, my hair, my lungs, all of me without even a hint of foreplay.

I plopped down at a corner table, crossing my legs conscious of the shortness of my skirt. John went to bar, pushing his way up stream against the press of young college students. Living in a college town when school was in session you ran into young hard bodied men and women almost everywhere you went. I took a minute to appreciate the firm breasts on display and the skirts that made mine look grandmotherly.

I watched a few of the fraternity guys coming back from the bar. Their t-shirts were loose but hinted at the hard muscles underneath. I watched one in particular as his tight ass worked its way through the crowd. I sighed. Youth is wasted on the young.

After my second Vodka Collins I got my groove back, either that or I was drunk enough not to care how stupid I looked out on the dance floor. John danced with me for a few songs and then went back to the table to relax. I started to follow but as the next song came on I recognized it as one of my favorite 80's songs. I couldn't miss the opportunity to dance to it again.

As my hips swayed to the music I realized how close the guy behind me was. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and if I inched back even a little I knew I would find my ass grinding into his groin. I would like to think it was the movement of the crowd as more people pressed onto the dance floor but either way, somehow, I closed that tiny distance and felt his hands on my hips pulling me into him.

I leaned my head back and turned to look at him. He wasn't half bad, dark short hair, cute smile and some of those hard muscles. I could feel my nipples tighten and a slight tingling in my cunt. I let him grind into me from behind for the rest of the song, feeling his hands wander up and down my sides, just shy of caressing my breasts.

When the song ended he let go of me and I turned to thank him for the dance but before I could say anything he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Follow me."

This is when common sense should have kicked in, but like I said, I needed a little adventure, and my heart skipped a beat. I nodded my head in agreement.

He wove his way toward the back of the bar, pulling me along by the hand. In the thick crowd John didn't notice us as we passed. I didn't realize the bar had a back door until he pulled me through it into the alleyway. The light breeze felt good as it flitted across the light sweat on my back.

I breathed deeply of the fresh air and looked around. There were half a dozen cars parked in the alley. He pointed toward a black mustang a few feet away, "Want to take a ride?"

His smile was sweet and seductive. I gave him an equally inviting smile and said, "sure."

He grabbed my hand again and pulled me toward the mustang. The car was parked at the end of the lot and on the other side of it was the next building. He pulled me past the passenger side and all the way over to the driver's side of the car.

Quite by surprise, he pushed me away from him so I was facing the wall, and we resumed our earlier position from the dance floor. He rested his hands on my hips and pressed his groin into my ass. I felt his hard cock through our clothes.

"Oh, you meant that kind of ride, did you," I laughed softly.

That was all the invitation he needed. He slid his hands lower and clutched the hem of my skirt, pulling it up around my waist. He nuzzled my ear a little and pressed harder against me. His hands massaged my hips and my ass.

I arched my back into him and he slipped a hand around to feel my wet pussy. He groaned softly as he slid a finger into me. This time it was me pressing into him. He moved his other hand up to finally caress my breast.

I spread my legs a little more. Just as I was preparing for an all-out assault on my pussy, he removed his hand and reach up to unbutton my shirt. I felt each of his hands cup a breast, tweaking and pinching my nipples. My moans gave me away...I love to have my nipples tortured, and he understood this for what it was - an invitation for him to roughly flick and squeeze each nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

My cunt was so wet I thought I was going to cry. For a minute, I was worried when he moved completely away from me, but before I could even turn my head to discover what he was doing, I heard the sound of his zipper and the thump of his shorts as they hit the ground. I smiled as my face was pressed against the wall, knowing that the real fun was about to begin.

He simply pulled my panties to the side and slid his hard cock deep into my cunt with one hard thrust. I gasp and squirmed against the wall. He grabbed a handful of hair in one hand and used the other to arch my back more so that he could get deeper inside me.

"Hey, Don," a voice pierced the quiet.

He stopped and turned to look towards the door to the bar. "Dude, I'm busy," replied the man I now knew as Don.

I heard shuffling in the dirt as Don's friend moved closer instead of going back inside the bar. Geez, Don's friend moved like a herd of elephants. I turned my head to see what was going on.

Don's cock still hard inside me I watched as three of his fraternity brothers neared the front of the mustang.

"Oh, I see you are busy."

All of the brothers laughed and snickered. I leaned my head back and appealed to Don, "Don't stop."

That got another round of snickers and laughter as Don grabbed my hair again pushing my head back into the wall as he went back to pounding cunt. I groaned.

I could tell Don was gesturing to his brothers behind me but he held my head pinned down so I couldn't be sure what was going on. Then, I felt Don pull out and move away. I whimpered a little in protest until the tall, blonde frat brother turned me around to face his hard cock. It was beautiful...a bit thin but long and slightly curved upward.

I eyed him appreciatively. He finished unbuttoning my shirt and began licking and sucking my nipples. My cunt was on fire now and my nipples were so hard that every time he sucked on them I felt it go straight to my cunt.

I reached down and fondled his cock, hoping he planned to use it soon. He responded by grabbing my shoulders and pushing me into a squatting position. Swiftly, I had his long cock shoved in my mouth. I choked as it rammed against the back of my throat, but I was determined to take its full length.

Don moved back over, his cock still out and very hard. He stroked it while he watched his friend fuck my mouth with hard, demanding strokes. Suddenly Don reached over and grabbed my head pulling me off his friend's cock. I looked up at Don and grinned. He shot cum all over my face. This must have worked for his friend because he chose that moment to cum on my face and my breasts.

Don let go and I tried to wipe the cum off my face, succeeding in smearing it all over. I licked my fingers and stood up. My skirt was still wrapped around my waist and my breasts were covered only with cum.

"Well that was fun for you but I have to say I'm not that impressed," I challenged.

After all, my cunt was still unsatisfied and dripping wet. Don turned to look at his other two fraternity brothers. One of them immediately unbuttoned his jeans. The new brother had long dark hair, and his exceptionally thick, albeit short, cock sprang forth, begging for attention. The blonde bother, having redressed himself, roughly bent me over the hood of the mustang.

Inwardly, I had to laugh to myself of the variety of men's cocks, and how I loved them all.

My third frat brother used his legs to push mine farther apart and drove his cock into me. I grunted from the sheer force of his assault on my pussy. My cunt was so wet, it offered little resistance to his thick cock.

He grabbed my hips and rode me with long hard thrusts. I whined with pleasure and tried to press into him as he rammed his cock in over and over. Watching his two brothers have their way with my mouth must have been overwhelming to him, because he didn't last very long. He pulled out and came all over my back and my skirt. I had a small orgasm while he was drilling into me, but I still didn't feel much satisfaction. If anything, my cunt was still hot and needy.

I stood and turned around starting to redress myself, thinking I could always go home and play with my vibrator.

"What about me you slut? Where do you think you're going," asked the last fraternity brother, with his hard cock in hand.

I just shrugged. I had to admit this guy really wasn't much to look at but fair was fair, plus I could really use another good fucking. I lifted my skirt back up and fingered my cunt.

Without another word, he walked up and pushed me back up against the car. I laid back a bit to steady myself and make my cunt more available. He started fucking me softly at first.

"Harder," I demanded.

Upon hearing my command, he picked up both his pace and force, rocking into me. I was facing him, thinking I wish it had been one of the cuter guys, but I reached up and fondled my own nipples as he drove into me.

He was panting in pleasure and fatigue. I looked over and saw Don had his cock out again ready to go. He stood next to us, jacking off. Worn out, the last brother pulled out and came all over my legs.

Just then, Don came all over my panties and my legs. I realized some cum had ended up on the hood of the car.

I looked at Don, "Sorry about the car."

He laughed, "It's ok, It's not my car."

In unison, the frat boys headed back into the bar, leaving me to clean up alone. The last guy had been so quick I didn't even get a chance to come again. I sighed.

I tried to wipe as much of the cum off me as possible and redressed. Luckily, nothing had gotten ripped or broken. Going back into the bar, I immediately headed toward the ladies room. No way I could face John without some more clean up.

I pulled almost a whole roll of paper towels out of the dispenser and wiped my face. Then, I went to work wiping my legs. A girl dressed in an all-black Goth outfit came out of one of the stalls. She was pretty cute with long blond hair pulled into a pony tail. Her black corset was studded on the edges with metal studs and her breasts strained against it.

Her skirt was a shimmery material that clung lovingly to her hips. She just stared for a few minutes until I stared back, feeling a little self-conscious.

"Looks like you have been having a little fun, huh?"

She seemed nice enough so I just smiled back at her.

"Let me help you with that."

She took the bundle of towels from my hand and bent down wiping off my calves first, then moving up to my thighs. I knew she could smell the cum and sex all over me. As she wiped my thighs, my skirt slowly inched up again.

My cunt ached as she got closer and closer with her ministrations. I was both shocked and pleased when the towel gently rubbed my clit. I couldn't help it, I moaned just a little.

She looked up at me and laughed. Standing, without a word, she pulled me into the last stall. She knelt down, and I was awarded a great view of her huge tits barely covered by the corset. She put the lid down on the toilet and sat me down on the edge.

She spread my legs and my skirt was back up around my waist. I laughed a little to myself, this poor skirt wasn't doing its job at all tonight. She tugged at my panties until I lifted my ass so she could slide them off. Then, she started the licking.

She licked my inner thighs, teasing me, making me arch my back and fight to keep a moan from giving away our activities. As girls cycled in and out of the bathroom, I tried to be quiet while she licked my cunt. She teased my clit with her teeth, nibbling and sucking alternately.

My breasts felt huge and my nipples ached for attention. I moved my hands through her hair sometimes pulling her mouth against my cunt. I slid one hand under my shirt and tortured my nipples. I twisted them and pinched them. I felt my hips moving in rhythm with her tongue.

Finally, it was too much for me, I arched my back and let out a moan as I came hard against her mouth. She kept licking and licking, driving me wild until I finally had to pull her head away. She licked her lips and smiled a wicked smile.

I reached out and grabbed one of her breasts and released it from the corset. She stood up. I wasn't sure if she was offended so I stood up too and pushed her against the door of the stall. I kissed her hard on the lips, biting her bottom lip. At last, I felt her hands circle my waist. I pulled back enough to put my mouth on her breast and began teasing and sucking her nipple.

I reached with my other hand to free her other breast. I cupped them together, sucking and licking both her nipples at one time. She squirmed against the door so I moved my pelvis up against hers to hold her still. I didn't want to be done with her beautiful breasts just yet. I worked them until I could tell she was burning.

I ran a hand along and under that seductive skirt. I was a little surprised she didn't have any panties on but I wasn't at all surprised at her hot, wet cunt. I put a finger gently inside her, teasing her clit. She arched against my hand. So, I put two fingers inside her and used my thumb to massage her clit as I moved my fingers inside her, exploring her. I let my mouth go back to her nipples as I tried three fingers. I shoved them as far up her cunt as I could.

When I pulled them back out I felt her hand on mine. She shoved my fingers back into her cunt, spreading her legs wider. She broke away and sat on the toilet edge taking the place I had just occupied. She spread her legs wide. Out of her purse she pulled a little mini vibrator. I grinned appreciatively.

Holding it tight in my palm to try and muffle the noise, I turned it on and pressed it against her clit. She leaned back as far as she could. I took my other hand and again put three fingers in her, stretching her while the vibrator teased her clit. She was sopping wet as I stretched her cunt open further with four fingers. She spread her legs as wide as she could while rocking against my hand.

I had only heard the term 'fisting,' but I was pretty clear as to its meaning. I decided to give it a try. She was so loose and wet, but she hadn't cum for me yet. I gently inched my whole hand into her cunt. She squirmed a little but did not complain. With the little vibrator working her clit I slowly slid my whole hand into her cunt, filling her up.

I began gently moving my hand inside her. It only took a few tiny shoves before she exploded, lifting her whole body off the toilet, one of her hands holding mine inside her. When she, at last, relaxed, I pulled my hand out of her gaping pussy and kissed her lightly on the lips, stroking her hair and face with my soaking wet hand. The sensations of her soft lips, our exploring tongues, and the aroma of sex were intoxicating.

I grabbed my panties and dropped them in my purse. I left the stall, did a quick makeup check, shrugged in defeat at my appearance and headed back to see if John was still even at the bar.

I was pretty surprised to see him sitting at a table, near the door, talking to a cute brown-haired sorority girl. I took the empty seat next to him and said "Hi...long time, no see."

John introduced me to his new friend. She seemed nice enough but decided she better go find her friends. She smiled sweetly at John and took off.

John turned to me and asked, "Where have you been?"

"Oh, I must have eaten something bad, I've been in the bathroom. Do you think we could go?"

"Sure."

Walking back to the car John seemed bubbly with excitement, which, for John, was a rarity. I let him rattle on and on about his newest acquaintance, peaceful and relaxed in my own world. "I even got her number," he announced triumphantly.

I smiled and told him I was impressed. As we pulled out onto the freeway I reached over and put my hand on John's thigh. He didn't say anything or move he just looked at me and smiled then went back to watching the road. Good old reliable John I thought as I let my hand slide up his thigh to find a hard cock. I wore a wide smile all the way back to my house as I rubbed his cock. Maybe John was warming up to me after all.