1 comments/ 79072 views/ 8 favorites Bartender Ch. 01 By: windwriter The city is a place that you can see or do most anything you want. It took me a while to get used to this since I grew up in a small town. One evening I was out at a club and went to find the bathroom. In the process I stumbled across a guy and girl getting it on in the back room. When I opened the wrong door and realized what happened my first instinct was to close it and hope they hadn't seen or heard me. I left and found the bathroom. When I was done instead of going back out to the club I walked back to the door I accidentally opened moments earlier. Quietly I opened the door again, just slightly and peered through the 2" crack. He had her sitting on a desk. Her arms and legs were wrapped around him. His jeans were at his ankles while he fucked her where she sat. They were both into it heavily and neither of them even had a clue that I was watching. When he laid her flat on the desk and fell on top of her I made my move. Pushing the door open just wide enough to enter I slipped into the room. Quietly closing the door behind me, I settled in behind some shelves to watch. I heard their wet sex slapping together along with their panting and moaning. I felt myself stirring inside while I enjoyed watching and hearing them. He started to talk to her. I listened intently to hear his words. "Do you remember when you told me you wanted to be gang banged baby?" "Yessssss, oh god yes I want that so bad!" "Well tonight is the night." "I don't understand, it's just you and me here." "For now it is, but when the club closes I have made other arrangements." "Oh baby, thank you so much! I can't wait!" She grabbed his ass and pulled his cock deep into her pussy again while they continued fucking like crazy. He kept talking to her while he fucked her telling her what a good slut she was. She purred at his words and responded physically to prove it. My pussy was pulsing in my panties. I reached under the black skirt I wore to feel that I had soaked through them. Pulling the edge of my panties aside my fingers toyed with my silky wetness while I listened to the lusty scene playing out in front of me. "Oh baby, I'm cummingggggg!" she screamed. I watched from my vantage point to see her contorted face of ecstasy. Her body tensed and trembled under him. Her back arched and a loud scream came from her mouth. He drove his cock deep into her pussy and fucked her hard while she came making her scream more and more. After she finally quit cumming he grabbed her body and rolled her over exposing her ass. The pink skirt she wore was hiked up to her waist. Long spread legs led up to a luscious full-sized white ass. She wasn't a big girl but she was nice and thick, instead of sickly skinny. He slapped her ass a few times leaving bright red prints in his wake. She jumped and screamed with each loud smack. "We need to get your ass limbered up for tonight baby girl." "Mmmm, yes get my ass loosened up for my gang bang baby!" His hands pulled her ass cheeks apart while he lowered his body and lapped at her dark hole. She squirmed and wiggled while he probed greedily at her ass. Fumbling with her purse she tossed him a bottle of lube. "Fuck, I love that you are always prepared." "You know me, I'm a slut. I come prepared ALL the time." I watched as he poured some lube into his hand. He stroked it over his cock then rubbed the rest on her pert little asshole, slipping a thick finger inside. "Oh god yes, that feels so fucking good. I want more. Give me your cock baby, right up my tight ass!" He pressed his cock to her ass and slid the head in then let it pop back out. Each time the head passed her tight sphincter muscle she let out a small whimper. "Just leave it in baby, that hurts when you pop it in and out." "We have to get you ready for tonight. If you can't take this I will have to cancel the plans." "No nooooo, don't cancel!" "Then let me work your ass baby, so you'll be ready for anything." He continued to pop the head in then back out until her screams subsided. Obviously she was starting to relax. When he popped the head out the last time I noticed that her asshole remained more open and wide. He took 2 fingers from each hand and slipped them into her asshole now and pulled from each side, stretching her further. "Oh fuck!" "Shhh, we need to do this baby girl." "I know, I know, damn I can't wait till tonight." He held her ass open with his fingers, "Mmmm that's right, if you can relax your ass like this tonight you will do fine." My fingers dripped with my juices, listening to them, seeing her pained face, hearing their plans for tonight and everything else had me hotter than hell. My breathing was labored. I could feel my body trembling with desire. I loved seeing her contorted look of pain/pleasure, pushing her limits. I hoped that the gangbang would take place here in the stock room so I could remain hidden and watch. The voyeur in me was exploding inside waiting to see what the evening held. Somehow I managed to hear the last song of the night being played in the club. They always played this song so people knew it was time to pack up and leave. They were oblivious to the song. Her gapping asshole awaited his cock. He pulled his fingers away and slid the head in and pulled it back out. It didn't pop this time because she was so relaxed. He slid his cock in further. The first 4" went in easily until he hit the bend in her colon. Slowly he worked to press it deeper. She let out a low moan when he finally rounded the bend and entered her completely. "Oh shit baby, your hot ass feel so fucking good!" "Mmmm, now fuck that tight ass baby, fuck it good, ream me out and get me ready." He launched into her ass with a slow steady stroke, in and out, in and out. He stroked her hard yet slow building her to another climax. When she was close he reached under and tapped her clit. She exploded and he let out a groan of release while he held his cock deep in her ass. I could see his tight balls pulsing knowing he was spilling inside her. After they settled down, they stood up and kissed. He hurried his pants on and she pulled her skirt down. "Go to the girls room and freshen up. I will meet you in the hall." "Ok baby," she smiled and left. He looked around the room. I wasn't sure if he realized I was there or he was trying to see something else. He walked toward the shelves I was hiding behind. Quietly I moved further down the aisle I was hiding in and slipped under a table. I felt my pulse in my neck. My heart beat so loudly I feared he would hear it. I heard his footsteps get closer, but couldn't see him now. He made a sniffing sound, like he was trying to smell something. God, I hoped he couldn't smell the scent of my wet pussy, or my perfume. His footsteps stopped. My heart raced more. Finally he moved toward the door again. I let out a sigh of relief when I heard him open the door to leave and find his girlfriend. Crawling from under the table I was still apprehensive since I didn't actually see him leave. Peeking around the corner I didn't see him. One of the things I hadn't contemplated was how I was going to get out of the club once the doors were locked. Even if I were able to witness the gangbang he had planned I would need a means of escape without letting them know I was there. The voyeur in me just wanted to watch, not participate. I turned the doorknob slowly, pulling it open just a crack. He stood in the hallway waiting for her by the bathroom. When she came out he grabbed her and kissed her again. "Are you ready baby girl?" "Oh yeah, I am more than ready." They turned down the hall and vanished into the club. Slipping out the door into the hall I felt very vulnerable, not knowing if someone else may come down the hall at any moment. Heart racing, palms sweaty I tiptoed on my black stiletto heels, down the hall. When I got to the end of the hall and looked cautiously around the corner I saw the two of them flanked by at least 12 other men. While I was trying to figure out how to get closer a scuffle started. One of the guys grabbed her boyfriend. He fought back but 2 other men grabbed his arms. They tied his arms behind his back and held him. His girlfriend started screaming for them to let him go. They grabbed her and tied her arms behind her as well. Each of them was set in chairs while the men devised their plan. My heart beat louder than ever. I had a cell phone in my purse. I could call 911, but I was afraid I would give myself away and end up like them. The men argued a bit. I could only make out bits and pieces of their conversation. "He is the one that arranged...... but.... John has always wanted to fuck a.... " "Well John can go to...... if he wants to... his rocks.... in some guys... not here." The bartender turned the jukebox off and their conversation was clear as a bell. They were going to fuck both of them. I'm sure her boyfriend didn't bargain for what was going to happen but he had struck the deal and put them in this position. "No body is going to fuck my ass. I arranged this for my girlfriend only!" "Shut up slut boi!" The one named John walked to him and pulled his cock out, slapping him on the face with it. He turned and almost fell off the chair. His girlfriend screamed again. "Somebody gag that bitch!" One of the guys shoved his cock in her mouth until she gagged. John held his cock at her boyfriends mouth, "Suck it nice or we are going to hurt your girlfriend." "No!" The other guy grabbed his girlfriend's hair and shoved his cock deep in her throat, choking her. Her eyes bulged and tears streaked down her face. He opened his mouth and started to suck on John's cock, gagging at the thought of what he was doing. His cock wasn't overly large, but actually smaller than normal. The other man pulled his cock out of her throat while she gasped to regain her breath. She watched with intensity while her boyfriend sucked on the man's cock. He almost appeared to enjoy it after a while. She coaxed him on, "Suck it baby, god you are making me hot." He turned to look at her briefly while he continued sucking. One of the guys pulled her from her chair and untied her wrists. They laid her across a table on her back with her head hanging over the edge. One by one all of the men, except John, came and shoved their cocks into her waiting throat. Even in this position she could still see her boyfriend, now lavishing John's cock with his tongue. The men's cock all varied in size but a few were bigger than others, while others were longer. She thought about how they would feel in her pussy and sucked with a vengeance. Some of the men were white, some were black. They all talked dirty while they fucked her mouth, calling her a whore and slut. The black bartender went about his business behind the bar complacently, as if nothing were even happening. Occasionally he glanced at the scene before him then went back to cleaning the bar. I watched her boyfriend sucking John's cock. If I didn't know any better I would have thought he had wanted this to happen. He didn't seem to be fighting it too much. His girlfriend was lost to all the cocks around her, sucking them like the perfect slut she was. My pussy ached and throbbed between my legs while I watched. One by one the guys left her mouth and went to the other side of the table to her pussy. They took turns fucking her pussy next. Her legs spread wide, they laid her open and pounded her pussy while she screamed and moaned at the assault, begging for more. One of the larger men shoved his thick cock in her tight pussy. "Oh fuck, damn, take it easy big boy, your cock is fucking huge!" "Shut up slut." he slapped her tits and made her scream. I reached between my legs and stroked my clit while I watched. I couldn't wait to get home and get out my big vibrator. I wanted to get off while thinking of his fat cock stuffed in her tiny pussy. One of the guys grabbed her purse and opened her wallet to see if there was any money in it. He dumped the contents on the table. "Hey asshole, don't take my money!" "What you gonna do, call the cops?" he laughed. Another of the guys found all her slut-preparedness tools that were stashed in her purse. He held up a small egg vibrator, the bottle of lube and some nipple clamps. He tossed the nipple clamps to John, "Here I know you love wearing these sissy." John moaned and ripped his t-shirt off his body, placing the nipple clamps on his pierced nipples. "Damn, I love feeling that burn, Mmmmm." He shoved his cock deeper in her boyfriend's mouth. Spit was dripping down his chin from sucking and gagging. John grabbed his hair and lifted him from the chair and guided him to another table, pushing him across it. Her boyfriend kicked his feet a while until John held his bound arms behind him and reached around to unfasten his jeans, dropping them to his ankles so he couldn't kick anymore. John was probably a good 5" taller and beefier than her boyfriend so he didn't have any problems handling him in his bound condition. His girlfriend's pussy was facing him.. Each time a guy went to fuck her all he could see was the ass of her assailant. Then when they stepped away he saw the gapping, dripping swollen pussy lips that were red from abuse. He knew she was loving every minute of his escapade. Right now he had problems of his own to deal with. He had not bargained for the stunt with John but when he saw that it turned his girlfriend on he went with the flow. Now he was bent over a table with his pants at his ankles and his arms bound behind him. He wasn't sure how far he was willing to go to turn her on... or if he even had a choice. One of the guys grabbed her and turned her over and flipped her around so her and her boyfriend now faced one another. She lay on her belly with her ass in the air also. The men fucked her pussy doggy style while he watched her face. Screaming in ecstasy and torment he begged some to stop and others to fuck her harder. Her body shuddered many times. He knew she had climaxed several times. Even as big a slut as she was, she was growing tired and sore. "Please somebody fuck my ass, my pussy is so soreeeeeee!" John lowered his mouth behind her boyfriend and spread his cheeks. He had his girlfriend lick his ass on several occasions and loved it, but this was different, it was a man. It didn't matter the sensations made his cock grow just as hard. John was in his own little world. He had her boyfriend all to himself while the others had to share his girlfriend. He took his time and licked his ass, admiring how his administrations made his balls tighten and his cock grow. He stood and lowered his mouth to his ear, "You like this slut boi, admit it." "No." He reached for the bottle of lube and poured some over his ass, massaging it in. One of his fingers slid in his tight ass making his scream. In the meantime the guys were fucking his girlfriend's ass already. None of their cocks surpassed her boyfriend yet so she took them like a trooper and begged for more. "That's it, fuck that tight white ass, harderrrr, harderrrrrr!" They pounded her ass until one of the larger guys came up behind her. He slapped her ass a few times and admired how her ass gapped ready for him. He shoved his entire length into her. A loud scream ripped from her lungs, taking her breath away. Her demanding voice became a whimper. "Oh fuck, hold up, hold up, shit that hurts!" At the same time John slipped a second finger in her boyfriend's ass, "Fuck, your fingers are bigger than your cock, I would almost rather have your cock in me!" "Mmmm, now that is an offer I can't refuse," John laughed. "Wait, wait, I didn't mean that!" "Too late slut boi, pucker up and hold on." His girlfriend heard their exchange. "Relax baby, like you told me earlier." John's cock found his puckered rosebud and pressed until the head slipped in. "FUCKKKK!" Her boyfriend screamed. Just then the largest of the men came behind his girlfriend to do the same. Even though her ass was relaxed and gapping his bulbous cock head was as wide as her hole. When he pushed it in slow and deliberately it reminded her of her boyfriend, only larger. He touched the curve in her colon like he did earlier. When he felt the slight barrier he made a small upper thrust to pass the bend into her depths. She screamed out and used her hands to try pushing back on his thighs. He grabbed her wrists and used her own body as leverage. I watched the exchange of looks between the boyfriend and girlfriend as they both had their asses fucked in a virginal sense. The largest cock she had experienced and the only cock he had ever experienced were shoved deep in their ass at the same time. They screamed and begged for mercy from their assailants, asking them to stop but they continued. I don't know why it turned me on but it did. Maybe I was just as sick as the men committing the act. The black bartender stood behind the bar and watched also without saying a word. I wasn't sure if I saw contempt or lust on his face because his lack of any emotion was hard to read. He came from behind the bar. I thought perhaps he was going to join the gangbang but instead he headed my direction... toward the stock room. He was already half way to where I stood when I realized his destination. I ran into the stock room to hide. He came through the door and looked around. His deep masculine voice bellowed in the room, "Come out, I know someone is in here." I stood around the corner by the shelves, trying to breath quietly. I saw his silhouette against the wall, then saw him when he passed the end of the aisle. Apparently he was also a bouncer. I guess his chest around 52" but he wasn't big all over. He had the typical tapered V to his body that a body builder has with narrow hips. His thick thighs bulged in his pants. His head was clean-shaven and he was dressed entirely in black. I lost him from my sight and wondered if he had given up thinking it was nothing. He popped around the corner where I hid and quickly covered my mouth with his huge hand. "Be quiet, don't scream." I nodded my head in agreement. He slowly moved his hand to make sure I followed his instructions. "What are you doing here?" "I, ummm, I well, I was in the bathroom during last call and ummm... "Why didn't you just come out and leave when you were done?" "I... I don't know... "I think you do know. You were watching weren't you?" "No, I wasn't watching. I swear!" He reached to my crotch and felt my panties, "Bullshit, you're a voyeur." I hung my head, "Yes I am, and it gets me so hot." He raised my chin with his fingers then put his wet fingers to my lips, "Don't be embarrassed." I licked his fingers and looked into his eyes. When he smiled, it was the first expression I had seen on his face all evening. "Come with me." "No, I mean... No, I don't want them to see me." "You are with me, they won't bother you." I trusted him. He was huge and obviously knew how to take care of himself and me. We walked out of the stock room together. My stiletto heels clicked on the wood floor, my wet panties sloshed between my thighs and my hard nipples pressed at the lace bra under my blouse. His massive hand held mine when we rounded the corner at the end of the hallway. They were fucking the girlfriend's ass and John was still reaming the boyfriend's ass. They barely noticed us at first. He took me behind the bar with him and told me to stand at the end so I could continue watching at a much closer vantage point. The both screamed and pleaded with those fucking them. Even though they were screaming I noticed they were both begging also. One of the guys talked over to John and whispered something in his ear. He slid his cock out of the boyfriend's ass and let him try. Apparently he wasn't gay but wanted to experience fucking a man. His cock was larger than John's and made him squeal when he shoved it in his ass. One of the guys sat on the edge of the table and had the girl sit on his cock while another fucked her ass at the same time. Bartender Ch. 01 She grabbed at the guys shirt, biting the fabric between her teeth while they split the delicate skin between her pussy and ass. She cried softly against the man holding her. Finally he decided enough was enough and told the other men it was time to go. The man trying her boyfriend's ass moaned and shot a load of cum up his ass while he whimpered like a baby from having his virgin ass fucked. A couple of the guys complained they hadn't gotten their nuts off yet and pushed the girl across the table to fuck her ass one last time without double penetrating her. She laid there and let them finish what they started, in complete exhaustion. One by one they filled her ass with cum until it oozed from her hole. Eleven of the twelve men had used and filled her mouth, pussy and ass. The men quickly departed. The bartender stood with me behind the bar. The girlfriend limped on her high heels to her boyfriend to untie his wrists. He rubbed them to get the flow of blood back then reached to pull his pants up. She stopped him and told him to sit in a chair. Slowly she sucked his cock until it was full and hard. Exhausted, he pushed her head down on him one last time and shot his load down her hungry throat. She raised and kissed him. He turned to the bartender, "Thanks a lot buddy, you made my girlfriend a very happy woman tonight." "Sure thing, take care. I hope you recover from your ordeal." "Hey, I would do anything to turn my slut on. It's a win-win thing," he laughed softly. They left the club. He followed behind them and locked the door. When I heard it click shut I wondered what would come of me for the night. The bartender walked toward me. His 6'4" frame towered over me. He looked down at me. "Are you ready to go?" "Sure, are you going to let me out?" "Only if you go home with me." "But... "No but's... You and I have too much in common to part ways." "You like to watch too?" "Yes I do and I plan on watching you tonight." "Watching me do what?" "I'm sure you have heard about black guys cocks." "I think that's a myth." He took my hand and held it to his thigh. I felt the length of his cock where it went down the leg of his pants begging for release. I pulled my hand back quickly and let out a gasp. He lowered his mouth to my ear. His deep voice reverberated in my ear, "I assure you, my cock is no myth little lady. I intend on watching you take all 12" up that slippery wet pussy all night long. Maybe if we take our time you can feel it in your tiny rosebud." Bartender Ch. 02 I was never a big fan of New Years Eve. It is amateurs night, along with St Paddy's Day, as far as I'm concerned. So, when I had the chance to cover for my friend and make some money, rather than take the wife out for dinner, I jumped at it. People can be pains in the ass, but at least I'd be making some good tips. Different crowds moved in and out of the pub, and Larry and I worked smoothly together, enjoying the pace, seeing many of the regulars, and some new ones. A couple came in and sat in my corner, looking around, clearly new to the joint, and ordered Scotch, single-malt, the good stuff. I was impressed by their discerning taste, and disregard for the high cost of their selections. They listened in as I told a few regulars a joke, clearly warming to the place. Seeing them enjoy themselves felt good. Sometimes you almost feel like an entertainer, behind the stick, and their smiles were like applause. Groups came and went but Karen and Jack remained. They offered to but me a drink, which the owner observed, and he nodded approval, since we were down to an hour left. I made sure to push a freebie across to them and they seemed to appreciate the discreet move. They were both well-dressed, in their 60's, and quite a handsome couple. I could picture them jet-setting around the Caribbean, aboard some yacht. But they didn't seem aloof, like many people in their position. He was thin, with a wisp of a mustache, reminding me of William Powell in the Thin Man. And for that matter, Karen could have been an older Myrna Loy. They had rented a furnished townhouse in the area, Karen's mother was ill, in a nursing home, and they felt the need to be near her. Their regular digs were in Boca Raton, and both seemed happy to find a comfortable pub to relax in. They assured me they would be back, asking about my personal schedule at the bar. Larry and I did Last Call for the dozen or so remaining customers, and Karen excused herself, going to the ladies' room. Jack leaned across the bar. "Harry, this is for you." He palmed me a $50 bill. Very nice! "Thanks a lot, Jack, we really appreciate it." "No, that's just for you. I'll leave a tip for Larry." I smiled, reluctantly, not meaning to offend him. "I'm sorry, we split everything. I can't do that, but i appreciate it." Jack smiled. "I tended bar in college, long ago. and it was the same back then. Good for you, Harry." Karen came back and I went about cleaning up the area, giving them their space. They whispered to each other, then it was his turn to use the men's room. Karen called me over. "What are you doing after work?" "I'll be calling a cab and heading home. Too many nuts on the road, tonight." She smiled. "I know what you mean, we have a car waiting outside and we were wondering if you'd have a nightcap with us." I was unsure how to take this. "Gee, I don't know, bars are all closing down now." "We have a fully-stocked bar, and a fine selection of single malts to sample. and whenever you want, our driver will take you home." Jack was back now. "Did you ask him?" "Yes, he's trying to decide." "Well, he has worked all night, he must be tired." Actually, I was wide awake and would have had to wait quite a while for a cab home. "Please?" she asked, "we were having fun for the first time in weeks." I really liked these two. "Sure, why not. It will take me about ten minutes to count up, you're welcome to stay while I do." "We'll wait in the car, outside. You don't need wagging tongues prying into your affairs", Jack smiled. "Okay, then , I'll be out in 10." They both gave Larry a big goodbye, hoping to see him again. We divvied up the tip cup and I made sure to include the fifty, along with the $20 they left on the bar, easily our best tip of the night. Larry was impressed. It was bitter cold as I exited, and the headlights came on in the stretch limo as it eased around and they popped the door open before the driver could get out. "Hurry, Harry, it's freezing", Karen called. I ducked in and they sat across the back, both with fresh cocktails from the limo bar. Karen had one poured for me and I shivered as I took it. "Look, Darling, the poor dear is freezing!" "A little of that, and he'll be fine, Love." Jack lowered the divider and said, "Home, James", with a chuckle. "Is that really his name?" I asked. "No, Darling", Karen responded, "But it tickles Jack so to say it!" "James" was opening our door the split-second he had stopped at the entrance, and I stepped out, giving Karen a hand. "Oh, a gentleman, too!" "Will that be all, sir?" James asked. "For now, James, but Harry will need a ride home sometime tonight. We will call down", Jack replied. Once inside, we began relaxing, with Jack pouring the drinks, saying I had done enough for the night. A gas fireplace warmed the den, which had sofas and love seats in a setting meant for mingling crowds, no rhyme or reason to the pattern, all very comfy and plush, Karen led me over by the fire, and Jack sat across from us. They both kicked off their shoes, and she curled up next to me, tucking her arm under mine, cuddling, while Jack smiled, seemingly undisturbed. After an awkward moment, I untensed, and Jack said, "New Years is a time for new beginnings, Harry. Karen and I try to indulge ourselves by trying something new." I looked at him over my glass, and saw they both had a serene smile, almost like cult followers. Now what? "While my pleasures seem to run towards new golf clubs, or a cruise to Europe, Karen likes men." He nodded to her. "The way you say it, its like I'm some sort of crazy sex maniac!" She laughed heartily. "I didn't mean that, Sweetness. But anyway, Harry, we have a proposition for you." A nightcap was becoming so much more. This was really getting different. "We would lake you to enjoy Karen's company, and believe me, she is quite a lover." "Oh Jack, hush, you're so bad! Harry, listen, he likes to be blunt. I prefer letting things develop. If you are reluctant, I totally understand, I'm older, maybe not your type, and this is all happening so fast. But you said you were married, and this may be your one night free. Actually, being married made you even more attractive, since we require indiscretion, and so do you." "Well, either way", Jack said, rising. "You two can decide." He leaned over Karen, kissed her softly. "I'm off to bed, these old bones need some rest. Harry, it's up to you, if you choose to leave, we totally understand, Karen will buzz James, and he'll take you home." He reached out his hand. "G'night, Harry, it was a pleasure". He turned and strode out of the room, not looking back once. We sat for a moment, and Karen finally broke the spell. "I'm sorry, Harry, the few times we have done this, we took longer to get to know the gentleman. In your case, Jack had seen you before at the bar and had told me about you. He seems to know the kind of man I prefer, which is pretty much like him 30 years ago. He suggested we stop in tonight, and you seemed so nice, and Jack seemed so happy for me to get a New Years present...oh, that sounds wrong, like you were property." I found myself smiling, looking at her as she fumbled for words. "Anyway, once I agreed that you were both attractive and funny, he was all for kidnapping you and taking you home." "Well, I'm flattered... and I must say, you have excellent taste in men"! She laughed. "I think so, too." "I'm just not a studly kind of guy, I would hate for you to be expecting more." She squeezed my arm. "Harry, I'm 65 years old. I haven't had a real orgasm in years and have no wild expectations. I just enjoy being with a man, a good man, and giving and getting pleasure from it". "Well, I feel good that you think so highly of me." I slid my arm around her shoulder. "If you want to stop, just say so, okay?" I nodded as she held my face and kissed me softly. Sixty five years old? I took her for younger, and she certainly acted it. She gently touched my hair, my cheek as her lips and tongue danced across mine. My original concerns about Jack were thrown away as she pressed her body against mine, her hands moving up my leg, inside my thigh, finally arriving at my growing bulge. She was above me now, her tiny frame so light against me and my hand sought her breast. "I like it rough", she whispered. "don't worry, I'm not fragile at all." Okay, then, sliding the zipper of her jumpsuit down, peeling it open, she wore red lace bra and panties, and I stood her up and peeled them off, her body small but tight. She was naked, and not the least bit shy about it. She reached down and undid my tie then unbuttoned my shirt, and I stood with her and our tongues danced as I hefted her sagging tit, and found the erect nipple between my fingers, squeezing it, feeling her reaction, and hearing a soft cry. She hungrily had my pants open and down, and was biting at my nipples as she used both hands to stroke me. "Oh, Harry, you're so hard". "That's your fault", I growled, as I reached behind her and squeezed her butt, then slid my finger into her pussy as she squirmed. "Hmm, you should make me pay for being such a bad girl!" "I will", I whispered as I laid her back on the couch, and knelt. Older women were always a mystery, and I planned to explore. I spread her legs and she seemed surprised, I shushed her and began softly kissing her, then moved to each breast and I heard her breathing get heavier. I slid down her stomach, to just inside her knees and slowly moved up, trailing kisses on her inner thighs. "Oh, yes, hmm, that feels so Nice, hmm". I finally spread her wide, got up close and used my thumbs to part her lips, the pinkness shining from her juices before I arrived. I paused, looking up at her, and her eyes widened. "Don't stop, now, you've teased too much!" I slid down, sliding my tongue up the length of her clit, tasting her juices, thick, salty, making me more aggressive, especially when she begged for more. "Yes like that, Yes! Oh, that's so good!" Her body shook and she let out a scream, and she clenched my head between her legs, holding me there as waves of orgasm ran over her. She hurriedly pulled me up to her, kissing me hungrily. "Oh Harry, the only other man who made me cum like that was Jack, a long time ago!" She smothered me with kisses as she moved from under me, exchanging positions. Now she knelt between my legs, smiling, holding my 6 inches in her hands. "Hmm, you have a beautiful cock, Harry, it's so...pink!" Her lips parted and her tongue flicked out, teasing my head as she worked me up and down. Her eyes shone as she smiled, opening wider and taking me down deep, holding until she almost gaged, then backed off my soaked cock. "Hmmm, happy New Year, Harry". She plunged down again, holding until she gasped for air. My cock was throbbing and I couldn't last much longer, I pulled her up over me, and she was as ready as I was. She hovered above me, holding my shaft, looking down dreamily, as I lowered her onto me, and felt her pussy wrap around my cock, our juices mixing, lubricating. She nestled in with a moan, and slowly began, rising and falling, and my cock felt so alive. She began bucking faster, grunting, rolling her eyes. "Fuck me, hard, baby, hard". My hips thrust as she rode my cock, meeting each thrust with her own, and she got louder. "Yes, baby, yes, fuck me!" I reached down and caught her clit in my fingers, squeezing it, and adding a finger into her hole, and she squealed. She was squeezing her tits, pulling on the nipples, growling and thrusting. The welling began and I told her, "I'm gonna cum soon!" "Cum in me, Harry, cum inside my cunt!" A few more thrusts and I lost it, releasing into her pussy, feeling her thrust onto me, trying to get me further inside her. We sat there, as my cock softened, and when she let me drop out, she gave a disappointing sound. Her breath was wet and heavy against my neck. "Oh, Harry, I'm gonna be sore for a week! That was glorious!" Our lips met, and I heard movement, looked over her shoulder and saw Jack, strolling by without a care in the world. "I don't know about you two, but I'll have another." "Oh, yes, Darling", Karen called, not making a move to cover up. "I think we all need a nightcap, don't you, Harry?" Just like Nick and Nora Charles, so glib and sophisticated. Well, I might as well join in. "That would be ever so wonderful, thanks, old chap!"