Three of my girlfriends and I decided to go out on a ladies night to a local upscale bar in Monmouth County, NJ, that we know and frequent, for a few drinks and some dancing. Beforehand, in a group text, we kept joking about what the night might bring. Would it be mild or wild? Of course, we chatted about what we would wear. We agreed upon a wardrobe theme: tease. We planned to each drive separately or took Uber, not knowing how the evening might turn out.
Here is a little information about my friends.
Ronnie is the youngest at thirty-five. She is a knockout, fair-skinned redhead with a very athletic body and a killer ass. Most think that Ronnie must be/have been a model, but she is not. Ronnie is entirely straight and has never had a bi-sexual experience in her life.
Maria is a forty-seven-year-old exotic beauty. She is of Latin and African descent with a big sexy, fiery attitude packed into her little 5' 2" body. Maria is 100% lesbian. That wasn't always the case. Maria jokes about her straight days, saying that if she found a man with a big cock that knew how to use it well, she might have never moved onto a strictly fish diet. While that is funny, I guess that has to make me feel quite lucky. I have been spoiled over the years with great sex, whether it was "surf" or "turf."
Gabby is a forty-two-year-old raven-haired woman that oozes sexy. She has a few extra pounds but in all the right places. Yes, that's right, big luscious tits and ass. Think Kim Kardashian with bigger boobs! Her sexual appetite for both men and women makes me seem like a conservative nun.
Me? I would think anyone reading this has probably seen hundreds of my photos posted online on various swinger and porn sites. But just in case, I am Jenny, the "old lady" of the group at fifty-four although I can still hang with the younger crowd. I'm 5' 10", blue-eyed, fair-skinned, straight shoulder-length light blonde hair. It's dyed but to my original color. I could prove it if I let the matching "carpet" grow in, but I insist on having clean hardwood floors…LOL. I have long, lean legs, and I squeeze my natural boobs with huge areolas into a 38D bra. Many, including my husband, Nick, feel that my best feature is my mouth. Full lips, perfect white teeth, and a long tongue that goes everywhere! Nick says I look the hottest and sexiest with his cock in my mouth or kissing and another sexy woman.
Most often, we girls are out with our men (women, in Maria's case) in small or more significant groups. It is rare for a ladies-only night out, but we try as often as we can. This night started no differently than others; as we entered the bar together, many heads turned, men and women alike, to check us out. We all were dressed to impress and tease. Gabby, more so than the rest of us, made a few necks stretch and strain. I would describe her dress as a few black linen napkins from a fine restaurant stretched tightly over her voluptuous curves and held together by well-placed silver ringlets. I admit that I couldn't take my eyes off of her. My hands and lips were sure to follow at some point.
At the bar, we ordered four chilled shots of Patron Silver. As the young, good-looking bartender poured our drinks, he asked, "You know that nothing gets a woman's clothes off as fast as tequila, right?"
Maria quickly and smoothly responded, "That is the plan!"
The bartender's eyes widened even more and said, "In that case, drink up! The next round is on me." He proceeded to set up and make the second round of drinks before we even touched our first round.
We drank the shots in succession. I immediately felt the effects as my body started to tingle and, as always, my pussy started to get wet. The DJ music was loud, but not too loud. Gabby managed to say, as an announcement, loud enough for many nearby to hear, "Let's get this girl party started!" With that, she turned to me, grabbed the sides of my head, and started kissing me deeply and passionately. While this is not unusual for her, it was much earlier in the evening and lasted longer than typical. She released the embrace after about two minutes. I then looked around and noticed that we had a broad audience and a group of guys who were cheering and clapping.
After the first round, we did not pay for another drink all night, as we quickly gained many admirers. I switched immediately to wine to drink slower and avoid getting trashed. I would be lying though if I said I didn't have a couple more shots forced on me during the night.
Next was the dance floor. The four of us danced together as a group as well as pairing off in different combinations. We are all excellent dancers that love to show off. I must say that the only way we could have looked sexier was if there was a stripper pole there. As time went on, guys started dancing with us as well. All types and ages; some were aggressive, some polite and some pathetic, the same as always.
As we took breaks from dancing back at the bar, we had quite the crowd gathered. We had about half the bar as our semi-private party. At one point, Ronnie came up to me and pointed out, "Look, Maria has three guys hovering over her, and they have no idea that they have zero chance with her lesbian ass. And I have this gorgeous young girl hitting on me. I guess next time we should wear signs around our necks with instructions on them."
As a response, I walked over, grabbed the girl that was hitting on Ronnie by the hand. I then led her over to Maria and her fanboys. I let her hand go and proceed to kiss Maria much the same as Gabby kissed me earlier.
I then turned to the guys and said, "Sorry, boys, you don't have the right equipment for Maria, but she does enjoy the attention and the drinks." I then grabbed the pretty girl again and pushed her and Maria together. I said, "Please keep her warm and wet for me." While she looked at me with puzzlement, they started chatting as I stepped away. About five minutes later, when I looked back, she was making out with Maria. I would learn the next day that the two of them spent the night together at Maria's house.
Oh, and Ronnie disappeared at some point in the evening, we believe, with two of the guys previously ogling Maria. However, she is now refusing to confirm and share details. Jenny the Matchmaker strikes again!
There was one particular guy that had seemed to set his sights on me somewhat, both on the dance floor and at the bar. Personally, if I were a guy, I would have focused on Gabby that night the way she looked although the competition for her was rather stiff, in more ways than one. This guy, Kevin, was in his late forties, slightly thinning/balding brown hair. He was tall and well built. He was dressed casually in jeans, loafers, and a cute pullover shirt. While it is more of a relaxed look than what usually attracts me, he made it look quite right.
Kevin and I danced and chatted at the bar on and off over a couple of hours. I was certainly feeling the effects of the drinks, especially the Patron. The attention of so many men and my sexy girlfriends added to my euphoric feeling. Kevin managed to get me one on one on adjacent stools at a pub table near the bar. Our chatting upgraded to flirting.
Just then, Gabby snuck up behind me, reached around to grab and play with my boobs while licking my ear lobe, which drives me crazy. Kevin had a front-row seat to this impromptu show. Gabby looked up to Kevin and asked, "I guess you want to fuck Jenny, I know that I do. She has a talented mouth and a very nice, tasty pussy." With that, she left, returning to her gaggle of guys that all wanted a piece of her.
All Kevin could say was, "Wow!"
I asked him, "She's fucking hot, right?"
Kevin replied, "Yes, she's super hot, but still not as hot and sexy as you!" Whether that was his genuine opinion or just a line, it hit the mark. And the mark was my pussy, which was getting even wetter now.
I excused myself to go to the ladies room. I chose not to drag any of my friends with me since they were all busy with their scenarios. The restroom was rather crowded. While I was washing my hands, there was a petite blonde putting on the fire engine red lipstick next to me, but paying more attention to me in the mirror than her lips. I returned her wanton glances but then turned to leave, wanting to get back to the gang, especially Kevin.