Another memory. This is not so far in the past. I went toa party of some of our select friends and there was a young woman there namedJamie who I had known because she had been a friend of my son’s.  She was about 22 and I was 45 orso.  I spoke to her and she wasfriendly.  She asked about Shawnand I told her that he was engaged to be married – she lookeddisappointed.  Anyway, we bothdrifted away and talked with others, though I sensed her looking at methroughout the evening.  She was abeautiful young woman, with short blonde hair and a nice figure and obviouslyin great shape.  She was dressed ina nice short skirt with a blouse. This evening I was wearing slacks and a light sweater – no bra, butpanties.  Now this group we werepartying with were a group of our close friends; friends we played with, wentnude with, shared ourselves with completely.  The fact that Jamie was there was unusual but not unheardof.  She would have come withsomeone who sponsored her and took responsibility that she was not out of placein any way.  Usually the way thingsgo these parties usually get looser as the evening goes on. 

This evening however, out of the blue Jim, the host (hiswife was Margie) silenced everyone to make an announcement.  He introduced Jamie to the group andsaid she had something to say and that she had a suggestion for an eveningactivity.  We all anxiously waitedto see what she might suggest. Jamie walked into the center of the room and told everyone that she hadheard that my son was engaged. That he should have been engaged to her, but that she was happy for him,but still disappointed. Additionally she felt that it was my fault that it had not worked outbetween them. She told the group that I had not been welcoming enough to herand had been critical of her to Shawn (this was true – she was young andimmature).  I was embarrassed, andbegan to apologize.  “No apologynecessary,” she interrupted. Instead though she felt that I needed some punishment and that sheproposed a wrestling match between her and me. This would settle the scorebetween us.  I blushed furiously –there was no way I could beat this girl. I objected, but everyone was yelling and encouraging me to accept thechallenge.  I asked, how she wantedto run the match.  She suggestedthat we should start topless and that the first one to be stripped naked andimpaled would be the looser and would have to serve the winner for the rest ofthe evening.  I objectedagain.  I knew that I did not havemuch chance of beating this girl. But I could not resist my group of friends and when Jamie removed hertop exposing her nice sized breasts I felt hands on my blouse removing my topas well. 

Right off the bat we were not well matched.  My breasts are tiny – 32a – with littlepink nipples crowning them.  Jamiewas probably 38c with large dark areolas and nipples.  I finished removing my top and we all went out to the backyard where Jim had laid down a large mat. Jim would act as referee. My friends were very excited to watch this I could tell.  It seemed that they could not wait tosee me get my ass kicked.  What didI do to them to deserve this response?

 We faced off against each other.  She was smiling like a Chesire cat.  I reach down and unbutton the topbutton of my slacks, knowing that if I didn’t I would loose that button.  She giggled and unclasp the clasp atthe top of her skirt.  Jim blew thewhistle and we were off.  Afterdancing around a bit I lunged and grabbed her at the knees and she went downwith me on top.  But quickly sherolled me over and we were locked in each others arms struggling then I slippedaway.  She stood and I lunged againand was able to get my hand on the zipper of her skirt as she wiggled underme.  She rolled off me and kickedthe skirt away.  Now she was justin her bikini panties.  “You’regoing to get it now.”  She said.  “Come on, little girl, I’m not afraidof you.”

This time she lunged at me.  I went on my back with a thud.  She sat on my chest and I could feel that she was unzippingmy slacks.  I brought up my legsand sissered her head to force her off of me.  My slacks were unzipped and the rule was that I cold not zipthem up even though there were tight enough not to fall off.  I let her go and we went to oppositecorners to get drinks of water.

Again we danced around each other while the audience wascheering and then a sudden lunge from her towards my hips.  She grabbed my slacks and pulled themdown to my knees.  I tripped.  I was on my knees.  She pushed me over on to my back.  I started kicking to get the pantsoff.  Again she sat on my chest butthis time she slid up and rubbed her pussy over my face.  Her panties were wet – and I knew minewere too.  She reached down andrubbed my pussy with her hand as she rubbed her own pussy on my face.  Her smell was intoxicating and I feltmyself loosing energy.  Thenwithout warning she slipped off me. We both stood.  I had littlefight left in me, but I lunged at her again and grabbed her around the waist.  She spun away, but with a yank mypanties were down around my ankles. I stood there naked and tired as everyone cheered.  She grabbed me from behind and pushedme to the floor.  She kicked openmy legs and then suddenly I felt it. Jim handed her a dildo and she plunged it inside of me deep.  I moaned.  She began pumping it in and out.  She was fucking me with the toy.  I lay limp with my legs spread.  The crowd of friends went wild with cheering.

She grabbed my hand and put it on the toy.  I took over pumping it in and out of mypussy – masturbating with it as she stood and removed her panties.  Then she squatted over my face andlowered her wet pussy.  She rubbedit on my face, covering me with her juice as I began to lick and eat herhungrily.  I continued to pump withmy hand and Jamie fucked my face. She moaned and then pulled off me.

“Up on your knees,” she commanded.  I got on my knees leaving the dildodangling out of my cunt.  Shepulled it out and wiped it on my face and pushed it into my mouth.  Then she spanked me.  “Ok, everyone, your turn.  She gets 5 spanks from everyone and youcan use her holes!”  I moaned.

One by one our friends, including my husband came up andspanked me and then fucked me or used my mouth.  The women lifted their skirts for me to lick and honor themand many of them played with my pussy and breasts.

Later in the evening I was collared and led around for moreserving with my mouth and pussy. By the end of the evening I was exhausted and covered with cum.  As we got ready to leave I went over toJamie and told her I was sorry about getting between her and Shawn.  She laughed and kissed me and told meit would never have worked out.  Itwas just an excuse to get you.  Ihave wanted to strip and fuck you for years.  We both laughed and kissed.  Since then we have hooked up several other times.  But nothing quite as exciting as thistime.