I’ve changed my name to protect myself a bit. I’ll call myself Anne; I’m a 45 year old brunette, with a size 12 figure. My husband and I had been together since our late teens, after we met at a church youth club. Our life revolved around our family and our church. We have two sons both of whom had left home About two years ago my husband walked out. What hurt the most was that he left me for another woman who was at the same church as us! That knocked my faith a lot and I began to see how hypocritical it all was! As part of the settlement of the house, I was able to move away from the area to try and start a new life. I got a new job and started to mix with a new circle of friends from work. I got on really well with Julia, another lass at work, who was about 35, and I ended up going for nights out on the town with her. This was all new to me, as when I’d been with my ex, we’d only socialised with people from the church, and to be honest alcohol was frowned upon. Julia introduced me to gin and tonics which became my drink of choice. For the first time ever, I got drunk and experienced my first hangover; not pleasant! As we got to know each other better, she told me that she regularly had ‘fun nights’. I naively asked what she meant, basically she would go and pick some man up and in her words ‘fuck their brains out’. One evening at hers, she showed me this site, and at first I was shocked by some of these stories, but after that I’d regularly read them, and masturbate as I read them, imagining what it would be like to do some of these things! A couple of weekends ago, Julia suggested that we go out for a night for some fun. I clarified what she meant, and was told that I knew exactly what she meant! She came over to mine, and we spent the day getting ready. We’re both the same dress size, so she leant me a tight black dress that was not normally something I would have worn, but I went with it. As she got ready, I watched with envy as she put on suspenders, but again I wouldn’t have worn them. She gave a pair of black hold ups to wear. I put the dress on, and immediately Julia said I’d have to lose my knickers as she could see the outline. I’d never gone without undies before, but did as she suggested. I began to feel very nervous and naughty, but that may have been the gin we were both drinking. I looked at myself in the mirror, and what a difference! My boobs were pushed up so that I had cleavage, a tight dress, and high heels, which I was still getting used to. Our taxi arrived, and we went off into town. After a quick bite to eat we hit the town. Lots of drink was had, and by about 11, I was rather drunk. Julia was chatting to a couple of guys at the bar, and brought them over to the table I was at. My head was swimming a bit, but I was able to make out they were both in their early 30’s, quite good looking and seemed decent lads. I was told their names but I’ll call them Gav and Andy. There was a lot of flirting and touching going on between Andy and Julia and it wasn’t long before she said it was time to go back to mine. I agreed mainly because I was pissed, so we got up to go. Julia said to the two guys that they could come with us, so we got a taxi back to my place. I sat in the back with Julia and Andy who were now involved in heavy kissing and groping, but I was starting to get a bit of a headache so was glad when we got to mine. We all went in and I went to the kitchen to get some painkillers and water. Meanwhile, I could hear footsteps going up the stairs and a door shutting. I looked round to see Gav stood in the kitchen doorway. He smiled and said ‘your friend doesn’t waste anytime!’ I tried to shake my head, but it hurt, so could only reply with ‘good on her. She doesn’t like to miss a chance.’ Gav poured himself a glass of wine, and looked up at the ceiling as the sound of activity in the bedroom started. I took the tablets and on a whim took the wine from Gav and used it to wash the pills down with. We stood looking at each other; I started to get a nervous tingling in my stomach. Gav said “how long do you think they’ll be?” “Julia? She’ll run him ragged!” Gav laughed and said “lucky her! Andy is a strong lad! He’ll keep up all night!” I just shrugged my shoulders and tried to say something, but the words just didn’t come out. Gav came over close to me and kissed me hard, his tongue going into my mouth. I responded with the same, and I felt a hand move up to my boobs and start to squeeze them. I felt myself get wet, and said he was taking advantage of me. He grinned and said “too right! “Good” was all I could reply with, before we started kissing hard again. I could feel the hem of my dress being pulled up to my waist, and a hand pushed between my legs. I moved my feet apart and a finger slipped into my sopping wet fanny. I gasped, and put my head on his chest as he fingered me. I came very quickly, pushing against his finger that was working away inside me. Gav said “have you got another bed?” I couldn’t speak and shook my head. “Sofa?” I nodded. “We’ll go there in a minute. I want to do something first.” My head was now pounding, but I was too excited by what was going on. Gav led me to the kitchen table, and I was gently pushed forward over it. My dress was pulled up to my waist, and I felt fingers inside me again. I looked round to see Gav was now kneeling down and I felt my bum cheeks being parted and his face pushed between. His tongue began to probe me, slipping into my cunt and then upwards to my bum, causing me to gasp again as it pushed in. I had never ever had anything like this before! He carried on licking me like that for what seemed ages, and then he suddenly stopped, stood up and I then felt the heat of his prick nudging into my cunt. As he started to push in, I pleaded with him to be gentle as I hadn’t had a man in me for ages. He chuckled and said not to worry. He was gentle at first, but started to fuck me harder. My gasps changed to moans, which became louder as he pummelled me, his thighs slapping against my backside. I raised myself on my hands and he immediately reached round and cupped my boobs. I shrugged myself out of my dress and pushed my bra down, letting my tits move with each thrust. I couldn’t resist the urge to play with my nipples, each touch sending me closer to another orgasm. I felt Gav tense up, then felt his hot spunk pour into me. This tipped me over, and I came, shouting “fucking hell!” God knows what the neighbors must think, but I didn’t care! It lasted for ages; my cunt gripping his prick until I must have drained him. I tried to stand up, but my knees almost buckled. I felt Gav slip out of me, and take hold of my arm. I stood up and felt cum oozing out of my now twitching cunt. He led me over to the sofa where I collapsed on to it. I felt so tired, but I wasn’t going to get any rest just yet, as Gav knelt down in front of me, opened my legs wide and went down on me. I felt such a slut, as I lay back on the sofa, almost passed out, my legs spread wide with a virtual stranger’s buried between my thighs. He brought me off again, which was incredible, but I then started to fall asleep, so I just told him to carry on and cover me up when he’d finished. I came remember him kissing me and saying “you’re a bit of slut, aren’t you? All I could respond with was ‘mmm hmm’, before I drifted off into a satisfied but very drunk sleep. I don’t know how long I’d been asleep for, but I came partly awake in a darkened room, to faint sounds over Julia still at it upstairs. I didn’t remember falling asleep on my front, but I could feel my legs had been opened again, and fingers were again in my cunt. It felt good, so I moved my bum upwards and was rewarded with more finger activity, but I wanted to feel Gav’s tongue again, so I mumbled “put your tongue in again. Sure enough, I felt the tongue move into my cunt and then upwards again. I pushed back against it, and it felt it slip into my bum. I moaned “that is so good!”. But then even in my drunk state, I was shocked as a finger replaced the tongue. It hurt a bit, so I said “gently, gently, Gav”. The finger kept working it’s way into my tight hole, it was pleasure that I’d never had before, and was very nearly on the point of cumming, when the finger was removed and I felt the heat of his knob pushing in. I buried my face in a cushion, as I wanted to cry out, but I wanted it in me. The pain stopped momentarily as his prick was pulled out and some cold liquid was smeared over my now smarting hole, before the pushing started again. I let out a low moan, as his prick very slowly pushed all the way in. It was an incredible feeling, making me feel helpless as I was impaled by this cock in my backside. Slowly, he began to fuck me up the bum. Apart from the intense pleasure it was giving me, I couldn’t help but think of the fact that I was a 45 year old woman, being anally fucked by a man at least 10 years younger than me, who’d I’d known only a few hours! As he fucked me, I tried to control the urge to move forward and to remain where I was, to get the full effect of each thrust into me. I was building up to my first anal orgasm, and said “Come in my arse, Gav!” He did as he was told, and I received another load of his spunk up me. We relaxed and moved apart and all I wanted to was cuddle. It was all quiet upstairs, so we fell asleep on the sofa. So that was my story of my first post divorce fuck; I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing it. Julia and I are due to go out again soon, so I’ll look forward to seeing what happens.