It was December 2012. Kelly and I were fifty-two. We were no longer kids on the outside but still felt like horny teenagers on the inside. Our sex life had slowed down a bit. We usually fucked about once a week. And I’ll admit that was my fault. My equipment was breaking down far more quickly than Kelly’s. Although clearly, I had never been able to fully keep up with her or she wouldn’t have had sex with dozens of other people throughout our lives.
Kelly still looked great. Her boobs were an unbelievable 36G. She was still a short five-feet-two-inches. She was carrying a few more pounds, but at that age who isn’t? A hundred and thirty still looked damn good on her. She had given up the super long hair years ago and was now a blond with shoulder-length hair. Even all these years later, she still kept her pussy shaved clean every couple of days and was rewarded for that fact by my eating her out every week before we would fuck.
She squirted now more than she ever had. She kept a towel next to the bed and would lay it out anytime her pussy was the main attraction. A couple of nights a week I would hear her bullet vibrator working its magic on her clit. Sometimes while I was sleeping, sometimes while I watched. The climax was pretty much always the same.
She’d use that thing to just about grind off her clit and then her ass would buck around in the air and her cum would start spraying everywhere and then become a stream running from her cunt. She’d double fold the towel and still have to quickly pick it up from the bed so it wouldn’t soak the mattress. But the towel itself was always soaked clean through.
We still hung out with our friends Lisa and Bob and fucked them two or three times a year. Kelly always looked forward to that because Bob was in great shape and could still fuck like a thirty-year-old.
So, we’re at Kelly’s company Christmas party and it’s your usual boring affair. Kelly and I usually go our own ways at these things and blab with whomever. Our attitude has always been that we get to talk to each other all we want but only see some of these folks annually. On the drive home, Kelly was pretty tipsy and told me that Ed had been flirting pretty hard with her for the last hour or so. Ed’s a few years older than us and works in a separate department from Kelly. I’d come to know him through these parties and he seemed like a hell of a nice guy.
Kelly said he was really trying to get into her crotch and was complimenting the hell out of her, rubbing her legs and shoulders, talking politely dirty to her. He had her twat dripping in anticipation. Then Kelly fessed up that he talked her into meeting him in the cloakroom and they were in a mad passionate embrace kissing and sucking each other’s tongues.
Kelly’s Little Black Dress had a deep cut in the front so she could show off her bazookas. He was able to get a hand (or two) down her bra and play with her nipples. She finally relented and let him slip a hand up into her crotch. Although she was strapped in with Spanx she was only wearing a garter and stockings without panties. That was always for my entertainment and we barely made it home after these parties without stopping someplace to fuck.
He played in her soaking wet slit for quite a while as they continued to kiss like horny youngsters. He finally made his way to her clit and brought her to a knee-shaking orgasm. Kelly made him stop at one orgasm. She knew if he kept going she would squirt a river and really didn’t want to do that then or there. Of course, her hand was on his cock and he was begging for relief. Kelly could not risk them getting caught there in the cloakroom.
Even though it was only thirty degrees outside they slipped out a side exit door that went nowhere. Ed pulled out his nice-sized cock and Kelly bent over and sucked him. Ed slipped his hand back into her cunt and she shooed him away. By then Ed was ready to blast. He gave her a decent load which she gulped down and stood up and kissed him. They had only been gone a few minutes and made their way separately back inside through the front door.
Shortly after, Kelly found me and we headed out. The rest of the story that she went on to share was that Ed was still married but his wife had given up on sex. She was never much of anything in bed and had decided post-menopause that it was something she no longer needed to provide.
So, for the last couple of years, Ed’s only outlet was masturbation. It served its purpose but was no substitute. They had discussed divorce and, in that process, she told Ed that if it was just about sex to go find what he needed. She didn’t care as long as he wouldn’t wave it in her face.
Surprisingly to me, Kelly never brought it up again after the drive home. Jump forward a few months and we have cabin fever. A band that we both enjoyed was coming to a local club that we hadn’t been to in a long time, but we had some pretty wild times there years ago.
We’re at the club on a damn cold Saturday night in February. Kelly had on a full-length fancy-ass coat which allowed her to wear what she had on underneath. She wore a sexy as hell black blouse. It was mostly sheer with some really wide stripes that were not see-through. It covered about half of her boobs and had a stripe down the top of each arm. The back was all sheer and it clearly could not be worn with a bra.
Even at her age and their size, Kelly’s boobs defied gravity. Spectacular was the only word for that blouse! She had a black skirt with lots of sparkly things all over. It wasn’t super short, but fairly high on her thighs. She was wearing the same garter and stockings that she had at the Christmas party. She was also wearing a pair of black heels (which I knew would disappear moments after she hit the dancefloor). The work she put into her makeup told me that Kelly was hoping to have a fun night.
Some time ago we had bought a suction cup gizmo at the adult store. It sucked in her nipple and then enabled rolling a ring onto the base of her nipple which constricted it, but not too much, and gave her bullet hard, dark red nipples. She loved both the look it gave her and the feel of bullet hard nips. Her protruding nipples really topped off the blouse (all puns intended).
We had arrived early enough that we were even able to get our previously-favorite table off to the side of the dancefloor tucked into an alcove. We had a few drinks and flirted before the band started. We weren’t the first ones out there, but soon enough we were dancing. We took a few more breaks than we used to. And I still sat out plenty of songs so Kelly could have her fun. And she really did. She had guys in their thirties working their way in to dance with the hot gal with the huge boobs and sexy legs.
One guy was into dirty dancing and he had her on his thigh as he humped away at her. I noticed Kelly had undone several small buttons on her blouse and it was now open just about to nipple level. The dancefloor was packed cheek to cheek. The guy had spun her around and was basically humping her ass. She could feel his cock was at full staff and poking her butt. He was slipping his hands in and out of her blouse tweaking her nipples.
On the next song, the band really took up the heat and dimmed their lights. This guy’s hands were all over her ass. He kept tugging her skirt higher and higher until Kelly realized her butt was fully exposed. But it was dark, the place was packed and she was surrounded by a dozen people that she could have reached out and touched, so she let him play. He was spreading her cheeks and kneading her buns.
He finally worked some fingers into her bare slit. He spun her around again and pulled her back against his cock and then slipped his hands down to her pussy and started aggressively rubbing her clit. Kelly was amazed at his good aim. He was rubbing it exactly how she liked it rubbed. She leaned her head back into his neck and was nibbling his ear and moaning directly into his ear as he made her cum.
“Oh, fuck… Oh, fuck… That feels so good… Make me cum… Oh, fuck that’s it, yeah make me cum. Oh, fuck yeah!”
She could feel him humping her ass as he fingered her. As she came, he stiffened up and pulled her tight to him. As soon as Kelly came off her orgasm he helped pull her skirt back down, kissed her on the neck and slipped away. Kelly came and found me with a huge grin on her face. I asked her what she was up and she told me about the young guy that got her off and came in his slacks. We had a good laugh and another drink.