Pam and I had planned this girls' night out for almost three weeks. It would be just us two plus any new friends we might happen to make! Pam is twenty years younger than me. Many might remember her from a few of my previous stories: House Sitting at Pam’s, Jenny and Rick Again... and His Friend, Jenny with Pam and Nick.
Pam is a very attractive five-foot-four-inch, thirty-four-year-old brunette with olive skin, a well-toned, athletic body and 34C boobs. Most of you have probably seen any number of the hundreds of photos of me (Jenny) that I have posted online. For those of you that haven’t, I am a fifty-five-year-old happily married Mom of four. I am five-feet-ten-inches with shoulder-length blonde hair, blue eyes, and D-cup natural boobs.
I drove, and we headed out to a bar in the Jersey Shore area. I wore black jeans, heels and a form-fitting turquoise top. At my age and boob size, I always wear a bra when going out. Those that follow my stories know that Pam and I have been friends for years, but only played together for the first time recently with my husband, Nick.
This particular night Nick was playing poker with his buddies. I sent him a text to let him know that I was out and was planning to play around a bit. Nick and I have a new arrangement and agreement as Nick wrote about in Jenny Confesses to Nick. Nick texted back with a simple “Have fun!” and a winking face emoji.
The bar was already crowded and loud. There was a band playing, and the energy level was high. I ordered us two chilled shots of Patron. The bartender recognized me, and we exchanged some brief pleasantries. Pam and I downed the shots. She said, “Wow, icy hot! Taste me.” I laughed and kissed her briefly but deeply. That always gets quick attention at the bar. Two brave forty-something guys approached us and asked if they could buy us our next round.
We accepted, chatted a bit and then headed to the dance floor. They couldn’t keep up with us, so Pam and I began to dance together, seductively. That’s another sure attention-getter. Two other guys stepped in and danced well with us. Much singing, dancing, grinding and sweating all led to us needing a drink. Back at the bar, Pam ordered a Michelob Ultra, and I opted for a club soda.
This night had a theme and a mission. I recently confessed to Pam about my cock craving obsessions and explained that I often seek out random guys for a quick, no strings attached blow and go. Pam excitedly wanted to join me to lend a hand; I mean a mouth. This evening we had many choices. The guys that had bought us the drinks earlier never drifted too far from us and kept looking our way.
Later in the evening, I glanced back toward them, blew a kiss, and they nearly tripped over themselves to come over to us. They were both dressed in jeans and loafer shoes. The taller, lanky guy, Pete wore a blue dress shirt. He had a great head of blonde hair that would make many women feel jealous. His friend, Daniel, wore a long sleeve polo shirt. He was a little shorter, but still about six feet tall. He had a darker complexion, short brown hair and was husky, but athletic looking.
They offered to buy us another round. Knowing this would be our last drink before some sticky dessert, Pam and I asked for chocolate martinis. We chatted for a while and there were some sexual innuendos involved. Then Pam and I left for the ladies' room. In there, after the obvious, side by side, looking in the mirror, we touched up our makeup. I added another coat of lipstick, Revlon’s Red Rules the World. That is my favorite slut-on-the-prowl color; I typically use a gloss. Pam asked, “Okay, what’s the plan?”
I responded, “We’ll take them to my car for a blow and go! Which one do you want?”
Pam deferred, “You choose. I’ll follow your lead.”
Back with the guys, I wasted no time. “We want to take you two out to my car to suck your cocks. Are you interested?”
They both stammered and then Pete said, “Hell yeah! Wait, does this cost us anything?”
Pam and I laughed out loud, and I answered, “No. The BJs are for us more so than you guys. Here’s the deal. This is a onetime thing. If we see you guys again, chances are we’ll ignore you. There is no kissing or hand-holding. It’s a blow and go, no strings attached. Do you guys understand?” They silently nodded yes like two bobbleheads. I then asked, “Are you guys okay with our terms?” They nodded more feverously. “Okay, which one of you have your cock very well-groomed?”
Daniel spoke up, “I just shaved completely this morning.”
“Okay, I have you, and Pam gets Pete.” Pam smiled big. “Follow us,” I said as we got up and headed toward the door. The four of us walked across the parking lot in silence. I got in the driver’s seat. Daniel, needing no instruction, sat in the front passenger seat. Pam got in the back on the passenger side and Pete on the driver’s side next to her. I turned on the engine for some heat and the radio. In a few minutes, our activities alone would generate all the heat we would need.
As agreed, there was no small talk. Pam and I both leaned over to our short-term friends and began opening their pants. I normally do this alone. It was hot hearing and knowing Pam was just two feet from me, doing the same in my back seat. I had Daniel’s pants open, and I could see the bulge in his briefs. I rubbed it for a minute then fished out my treat. It was hard, throbbing and as promised hairless, just the way I prefer! It was four inches long, maybe five, and average thickness.
When it comes to blowjobs, I am not a size queen. I do admit to getting excited when I unveil a huge cock. I love to hold and look at them. However, I have had some extremely large ones that ended up being mostly a handjob since I could only get the cock head in my mouth. Before I went to work, I straightened back up to see Pam. Her head was bobbing up and down on Pete’s cock. Similar to his body, his cock was long and thin. I said, “Pam, you look so fucking hot with that cock in your mouth.” She responded with a long moan to go along with her cock slurping sounds.
I then turned my full attention back to Daniel’s cock. I licked his member up and down to his clean balls a few times. He moaned and arched his back. I thought I better get to sucking before he cums. I wasted no time. I gobbled his cock down. As I sucked up and down slowly, each time I reached the base, I extended my long tongue to lick his balls. I then increased my pace. Most guys don’t last long in my mouth. Tonight was no exception. In a couple of minutes, he exclaimed, “I’m going to cum!” His jizz filled my mouth, spurt after spurt. I continued to suck his cock clean, not spilling a drop. Daniel praised, “Fucking Jenny, you are an incredible cock sucker!” To that, Pam moaned loudly. I left Daniel’s cock to watch Pam blow Pete.