Young Blood

The marriage had been a disaster from the start. How she'd tolerated it for more than twenty years was beyond her. On reflection, it had only been for their daughter's sake. But Zoe was all grown up and living with her boyfriend now.

Eve's divorce had been finalised that very week and with it came the feeling of being truly free. So many years, controlled and told what to do and what to wear. Suddenly she was single answering to no one but herself. It was something she hadn't experienced since her early twenties. But at least she'd gained a nice house and a little financial independence in payment for her years with Graham.

Eve downed the remnants of her drink and pushed the ghosts out of her mind. Tonight was supposed to be about her. She was out without having to worry about who she spoke to, or whether she had made it home for a certain time.

"Sod this. I'm here to have fun." She announced to her two friends.

"I want to dance."

With that Eve launched herself into the throng of the dance floor. She might have been in her mid-forties but she still looked good and she had the confidence to hold her own out there. A few lines creeping in around the eyes weren't going to stop her from dancing and enjoying people watching her.

With her arms held up, she absorbed the music and lights, letting them draw her in until she was in a world of her own. She swayed with the beat as music filled her head, oblivious to the crowd, teenagers and young couples dancing and drinking around her.

There were one or two groups of older people like herself amongst the clubbers. They were the ones being sensible. Sitting around talking like Claire and Jane. Most were youngsters out to get drunk, have a good time and get a fuck before they went home.

Eve envied them. For twenty years that feeling had been packaged up and buried. Now she was seeing life through new eyes. She was out. Feeling wild. Free of an annoying husband she wanted to dance with the knowledge that she didn't have to justify her behaviour to anyone.

She followed the music, bouncing her body as though she was a teen again, just like them.

As the music changed tempo she eased back to a gentler dance while catching her breath and looking around.

That's when she saw them. Three lads standing to the side watching her. One was a dark lad, slender with well-defined muscles restrained in a tight t-shirt. A slightly heavier white boy and a third, also white and slim. They looked quite hot for what were little more than kids and she couldn't help but fix them with a smile.

Encouraged by their grinning response she swayed her body all the more, purposefully making her tits jiggle. She was proud of them and it wouldn't hurt to tease a little.

Moments later they'd surrounded her, moving with her. One slid his hands down either side of her waist until they rested on her hips. His eyes stared into her cleavage without a hint of embarrassment.

Another, behind her, pushing his groin into her arse. She pushed back, grinding against him, only pulling away when she felt his hard cock pressed against her crack. Too much she decided.

Then the third was there, swooping her around and planting his mouth against hers. She let him kiss her, pulling away only when his tongue started to look for a way in.

Eve laughed at them. Three lads trying to hit on a woman. No chance.

"That's enough now. Go find yourself some nice girls your own age." She shouted above the noise.

Giving them a last smile she turned and escaped to the bar. Removing herself from being their distraction. It had felt good though, knowing she could hold the attention of such young lads.

"Not bad for an old'un." She grinned to herself.

At least by the bar, the music was a little quieter. She could hear herself think. Eve raised a hand to attract the bartender.

"I'll get that."

The three lads had appeared around her again, keen to keep her attention.

"Thank you." She smiled with another rush of self-satisfaction.

The young black guy already with his hand on her arse. She considered swiping it away but couldn't help but secretly like it. It was a long time since someone had wanted to touch her like that. Eve left it where it was. And besides, it came with a free drink.

"Malibu as you're buying."

She glanced across the three faces unable to avoid smirking at their attention.

"I'm a bit old for you three aren't I?"

"Dunno. How old are you?" The black lad asked.

"Forty-five. Old enough to be your mother." She said expecting them to back off.

"My mum's forty-six and she can still party." The heavier lad said.

"Who cares how old anyone is? You look gorgeous. Bet you can still go when you want to." The dark lad grinned. He tweaked her arse as reinforcement.

Now Eve batted his hand away before he got too cocky.

"Enough."

But it came back, resting gently on one cheek. Eve smirked, enjoying the attention.

"There's young girls all over, why aren't you chasing them?"

"Maybe we want a bit of experience."One said

"Young girls are boring. I like the more mature women." Came another.

Eve laughed.

"You should watch less porn on your phones.

Milfs is it, you call us?"

Eve took the fresh drink as soon as it arrived and sipped it to hide her grin. She didn't want them to get too confident with her.

"How old are you lot anyway?

Are you even old enough to drink?"

One of the white lads had moved closer, holding himself up straight to look more manly and impress her.

"We're twenty. Well, he's nineteen." He pointed at the other, more slight lad.

"That's Kevin by the way.

I'm Josh and that's Dave."

Eve looked around at Dave, flicking her eyes down to where his hand remained sitting on her arse.

"Keep it still if you want to keep it there." She said firmly, if unable to suppress her grin.

"Yes, boss."

"Hey. We're only having a little fun." Kevin said.

"We saw you come in earlier with your mates. Never seen you here before."

"No. First time.

We wanted a night out. Dinner in Gino's and this place was across the street."

Josh surveyed the dance floor. It was beginning to empty now.

"It's alright here. A good mix. Always a few old... more mature people as well as teenagers."

"You hit on all the older ones?"

She was comfortable with the word 'old' even if he wanted to avoid it.

"Never seen one as hot as you before."

Eve smirked. She hadn't ever been called 'hot'.

"And you. Kevin. You tried to kiss me out there. Brave aren't you?"

"Yeah." He smirked looking at her lips again.

"It was nice."

He slipped an arm around her.

"What like kissing your mum?" She teased.

"No. Like kissing a hot Milf."

"Well don't do it again."

"This place shuts soon. Come back to my place. We can carry on drinking." Josh suggested.

Eve was aghast.

"You're place? You're joking aren't you?"

"No.

You'll be fine. Just a few drinks. Nothing else. Promise."

The other two nodded their agreement.

"I'm not here to be picked up. Especially by kids."

"We're not kids." Dave protested.

"Aw come on." Josh chipped back in.

"Just a few drinks. You're a good laugh and we won't do anything."

Eve was tempted. She knew she should say no but she had to admit it was fun having their attention. And it was her first night out in years. She didn't want it to end just yet. She might be old enough to be their mother but she wasn't ready for hot cocoa and early nights just yet.

She considered the lads again. They looked safe enough and she could handle a few wandering hands. Besides, it felt good to be fancied by such young lads.

"Okay."

She would indulge their fantasy a while longer

"Just drinks mind.

Let me just go say bye to my friends."

She extricated herself from Kevin's hold around her waist and went over to the watching girls, taking a glance back just to confirm in her mind that their interest and offer were genuine.

"You've scored. Good for you." Claire joked, high-fiving her.

"I'm going back with them for a few drinks. I'll catch you tomorrow."

God that sounded lame.

"Eve. You sure you know what you're doing?" Jane's eyebrows rose skyward. She was the sensible one. With a husband and three kids, she wouldn't even respond to a Chippendale stripping in front of her.

"Ignore her. I'd go for it."

Eve felt sure she would. Claire was just as married but had fucked at least two men other than her husband that she knew of.

"You got condoms?"

"Look. I'm just going back for a few drinks. Nothing's going to happen. Jesus. Look at them. They're younger than Zoe."

"Exactly. Raging hormones."

"Shut up Claire.

I'll ring you later."

And with that, she went back to join the three lads.

"Ready." She announced with a wide excited grin.

Kevin hooked her arm acting the consummate gentleman. He led her away as the others crowded around.

The taxi journey was thankfully short. Spent with her thighs tightly clamped while constantly trying to keep prying hands at least above her skirt or no further than a knee. She could see the driver's eyes flicking up at them in his mirror.

The pawing at her tits Eve reluctantly accepted. It felt sort of good, and at least hands there they were less of a threat than lower down.

When the taxi pulled up by a Victorian terrace she was out as quickly as possible, turning away from the driver as Dave paid him. The embarrassment of what he must be thinking engulfed her. She couldn't escape the clear picture of a middle-aged woman with three twenty-year-old lads. Just what did that look like to a man who probably had kids that age himself?

With the night air clearing her head a little she started to regret the decision. She felt like a prostitute. But she was here now. There was no choice but to go in for a few minutes. She could keep them at bay for one drink. Then she'd ring a taxi. Hopefully not the same one.

"Let's go up to my room." Josh said almost straight away as he grabbed bottles of Bud from the fridge.

Eve looked shocked but then understood that this wasn't his house. It was his parents. 'His room' probably carried less meaning to him than it did to her. She hoped Mum and Dad were out.

Following them through to the stairs, Eve looked around, realising this could be her home. Josh could be her son. How would she react if Zoe brought home a man her age?

"There's no one else here is there?"

"Mum works nights." Josh said bounding up the stairs.

"And Dad's working away."

The others were behind her, corralling her towards Josh's bedroom. Eve felt the tingle of excitement rising in her stomach. Butterflies fluttering as though warming in the sun ready for flight. She was here now. One drink then she'd get out.

Josh's room was larger than expected. A typical young man's room. A little untidy, bottles of aftershave and body spray lined a drawer chest. He obviously used it liberally as the scent still pervaded the room. A pile of electronic devices next to a small TV and some magazines were littered about. She deduced from them he was into cars.

More of a concern was the lack of anywhere to sit other than the bed. She propped herself on the end, knowing it would look awkward if she just stood there, or turned and ran.

"Here." Josh offered her one of the bottles and she took a swig to settle her nerves.

"You married?" Dave ventured.

"No. Not anymore."

"Great. You don't need to rush off then." Kevin had sat next to her, an arm around her again.

"One drink." Eve stated firmly, pointing the bottle at him to emphasise the point.

"Just a kiss then."

Dave was leaning in, his lips on her mouth before she could protest. Drink or otherwise, Eve found herself responding. She couldn't remember the last time anyone had kissed her with passion. And he had such a sweet-tasting mouth. The freshness of youth.

Hands came from behind, Josh's she thought, grabbing her tits, squeezing and searching out hardening nipples through the material. She accepted it, even the firm tweaks when he found his targets. If she didn't object to the groping of her mounds then she should agree to her nipples being played with and did feel good.

She only jumped when Kevin managed to slide a hand up her skirt. Fingers briefly brushed over panty material where it touched her pussy sending a wave of desire through her body.

"Stop." She snapped pushing them away. Now she was feeling a need to control herself as much as them.

"Aw come on. You don't go to a club unless you're looking for some fun."

"Yeah, but not that much fun."

"You're divorced. That means you ain't getting any."

She glared at Dave, shocked at his forwardness. But he was right. She hadn't been 'getting any' for years. She took another drink of her beer and put it down on the floor. Her head was swimming again and she thought she'd drop it otherwise.

"Okay. A bit of kissing." She offered.

Josh was on her in an instant, pressing her down to the bed. He was rougher than Dave and less experienced. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, probing, seeking out her own.

Eve forgot the yawning age gap for a moment as she was overcome by sensations she'd forgotten existed. It felt so good. Her body trembled as desire rose in waves.

She justified it in her mind as a little fun. Nothing more. She would go home before it became too much. She had a toy under the bed that would ease the ache building between her legs.

Kevin was the next at her mouth. Less confident, more gentle, but equally as delightful.

The three young lads were pawing at her. Hands everywhere that she'd given up trying to guide away from bare flesh. Tiny voices argued in Eve's head, continuing to tell her she shouldn't be there. Not with lads, no older than her daughter. What was she doing?

She forced herself upright again and took another swig from the bottle. A mistake. Alcohol swished through her veins and she felt lightheaded. An under-used pussy ached and burned, shouting loudly that it didn't matter. But it did.

"You're all too young." She whispered as if not wanting them to hear. It seemed she didn't want to hear it herself.

Josh was the bravest, in a deft movement Eve hardly registered, he pulled down her top and bra revealing her heavy tits. A cool draft from an open window sprang her nipples erect and arousal gripped her body. Somehow the natural response to cover herself failed to materialise.

"Wow." Someone said.

"Will you look at those.

That's some pair of tits."

Eve felt a wave of elation that a twenty-year-old would be impressed by her breasts. Then hands were on them, squeezing, tugging at her nipples.

"Uhh."

She fell back, pushing her arms out above her head to lift and firm her flesh over her chest. With a deep breath, she pushed her tits up, meeting an eager mouth as it latched onto her right tit. Josh, sucking gently on her nipple, sucking it like a baby.

"Oh fuck."

Kevin was on the other one moments later as hands pulled her bra further down.

"Stop. You shouldn't." She muttered unconvincingly.

Tiny shivers ran through her as fingers plied malleable flesh and tongues flicked her hard nipples. Her head swooned and she lay there letting a sense of delight wash over her. It couldn't hurt to let them play with her tits for a while. It felt so nice after so long.

Then she would go home.

Dave spoilt the plan. He was lower down, almost unnoticed as he stroked her calfs and knees. Now he was moving up, sliding his hands over smooth thighs, softly kissing them, prizing them apart. Eve didn't fight it, instead letting out a low moan as her legs were gently pushed wide and the cool air attacked the dampness already showing on her panties.

Eve's head rolled and she bit into the bed linen as a tongue flicked at the thin material.

Her eyes opened sharply as she felt her panties slide away. For a moment she was about to stop things before this went any further. But the sight of Dave, somehow already naked between her legs held her back.

He looked so young, so fit. His dark skin gleamed in the light, contrasting against her fair skin. But it was his cock she focused on. Large, larger than most, bouncing freely as he positioned himself.

Another sharp intake of breath from her as his mouth closed on her pussy again. She jerked in response.

"Jesus fuck."

It felt so good. Her labia gently teased by his teeth. A tongue parting the folds of flesh that guarded her tunnel. Juices flowed freely and he licked them up like a kitten lapping milk.

Josh pulled back from her breasts and began peeling his clothes away.

"You look great." He said.

Eve opened her mouth to say something but only managed to stare as he pulled his jeans down. Another erect young cock. Pale white this time. Smaller than Daves but still a healthy, inviting size.

She couldn't resist it. Eve reached a hand out as he moved nearer. Her fingers closed around it slowly, almost frightened it would dissipate into the air and this would all be a dream.

It was hard, a throbbing manhood in her hand. She loved it. There was no going home now.

"We're gonna make your night love."

She didn't know who had said that and didn't care. Only that they made it a reality.

Kevin was on the other side of her, yet another cock in her vision as she turned her head. So close. She licked her lips and he took it as an invite, pushing the swollen head between them before she could protest.

Eve opened wide, inviting it in. The smell of a young man's musk invaded her nostrils and she breathed in deeply, intoxicating her like a drug. Her tongue swirled around the intruder, savouring its meaty taste. And as Dave pushed deeper into her tunnel she began stroking her fist back and forth along Josh's cock, enjoying its tiny twitches of excitement.

"Mmm."

Dave was still at her pussy, using his tongue and fingers to explore the layers of warm excitable flesh.

"Uhh."

He found her hood, pulling back the protective folds before tapping her exposed clit with a finger.

"Uh."

Eve responded with another involuntary jerk and she sucked Kevin's cock harder. The finger circled its target, brushing over occasionally. Each time it sent a wave of joyous shocks up her spine. Each time Kevin was sucked harder still.

Eve forgot any pretence of going home. If these three young men wanted to fuck her she wasn't going to stop them. What did she care? She'd probably never see them again. She was as entitled to sex as the next person and who would know? Claire wouldn't have hesitated in her place.

Eve decided to take control, pulling away from them, she moved to the centre of the bed where she began removing her dishevelled clothing. She knew they were keenly watching her. Young men, excited at seeing her naked. She knew her body remained in good shape. She didn't have cellulite, her stomach was flat and her tits, despite their size, were still somewhere near where they'd started out. She had nothing to be ashamed of and they'd made it more than clear they were happy with what they'd seen so far.

In a moment of clarity, Eve looked at them. She was naked in front of someone for the first time in a long while. Strangers. And there were three of them. Her stomach turned somersaults. Her pussy burned, seeping its nectar to leave a damp patch on the linen below her.

"Oh fuck. What am I doing?" She gasped.

"Having fun." Josh whispered.

Yes, she was. Eve let a smile take over her face as she absorbed the sight of three juicy cocks all pointing towards her.

"Yeah. You know you want it." Dave started to move towards her. His eyes were bright, locked on her and his face had the hunger of a wolf.

"Wow. Look at you. Forty-five, no way."

Josh was in awe and she wondered if he'd ever actually been with a girl before. She felt proud of her nakedness, of her body exciting these lads.