Date: Tue, 24 Sep 2019 22:00:59 +0200 From: Bob Johnson Subject: The Bridge Club The Bridge Club. By. BMAN ***Remember Nifty stories needs your donations to keep the site free to all readers and authors. It is the number one erotic story site. The Bridge Club was made up of a group of mature widow women, who sat around discussing meaningless subjects while they played bridge. As always, the conversation got around to sex, or a lack of it. They also had a chance to catch up on all the gossip every Wednesday. The group consisted of four women. Helen Bennett, Susan Myers, Emily Fisher and Constance Miller. Helen was 56, her husband died two years ago. Susan was also 56, her husband passed four years ago. Emily was 58, her husband died three years ago. Constance was 59, the oldest of the group and the founder of the bridge club. Her husband passed six years ago. Their husbands had left them all very well off. They were friends since college, upstanding ladies of the community and went to church every Sunday. Like clockwork, they would meet every Wednesday at Constance's house for their game of bridge. Constance had the largest house, and she had a parlor set up just for the club. An hour into the game, and once again the subject turned to sex. Helen spoke up. "I like the vibrator. Of course the shower wand is great too." Emily added. "I agree. The vibrator is the best." Susan smiled. "Yes, but I have a large rubber dick that I like to use." Constance shook her head. "It's a dildo, my dear. I've heard it's good for the vaginal muscles. Has anyone tried the butt plug?" They all looked at each other. Helen was the first to speak. "Yes I have. It's great at times." Constance smiled. "I'm wearing right now. Have been all day." The women laughed among themselves. Constance grabbed a book and tossed it on the table. The title was: "Bondage and the Older Woman" Susan picked it up. "My, my. What is this smut?" "It's a book I sent for in the mail. It has some very erotic stories." Emily chuckled. "Constance. Are you getting kinky in you're old age?" "I still enjoy sex as much as any of you. But, the same old thing is quite boring. I like to try something new." Each of the women took turns reading the book at home in privacy. They all agreed it was very sexy and arousing. The ladies played one game of bridge and then indulge in the books suggestions about bondage. The first thing the ladies tried was the breast bondage, they were all large breasted. They took turns tying each others boobs until all of them were tied. They pranced around in front of the mirror, admiring how they looked. Helen liked the way her nipples stuck out, and so did Susan. Helen flicked her nipples with her thumb. "God. This is going to make me hot." All the ladies started playing with their nipples, and it was not long before they were ready to masturbate. The following Wednesday, Constance showed them what she bought. It was a breast harness that attached to a neck collar. The ladies loved it and were excited to see Constance model it for them. Constance bought a pink ball gag, which she also modeled. The rest of the ladies wanted to know where they could buy these. Constance gave them the address. The bridge club was becoming more exciting, now that the ladies were trying something new. It was much better than sitting around and just talking about sex. They bought leather cuffs that could be used on either the wrists or the ankles. Susan loved having her hands cuffed behind her back. It was a sexual fantasy of hers. Susan told the others about her fantasy. "Well, there is this big strong policeman who puts me in hand cuffs after stopping me for going through a red light. He reaches around and lifts my blouse and bra up over my head. Then her puts his hands under my dress and pulls my panties down. His fingers go deep in my pussy and finger my clit. He takes me in the back seat and I'm helpless to stop him." Helen smiled, shaking her head. "You do have an imagination, Susan." Everyone laughed, but they were all aroused by the story. Their next purchase was a bondage blindfold and a bondage crop. It added to their sexual experience more than they imagined. They drew cards to see who would be tied up and wear the blindfold. That day it would be Emily. She stripped off all her clothes, arms bound with the cuffs, blindfolded and gagged. The other women took turns with the crop, lightly striking her on the boobs, her butt, her thighs and her pussy. Everyone loved the game, and wanted their turn. That Saturday, Constance's grandson and his friend came over to take away the yard trash. Constance began to get an idea as she watched them work. It was the most outrageous idea she ever had, but it was one that aroused her. The following Wednesday, she told it to the others. They thought the idea was ludicrous to say the least. Constance spoke up. "We all have grandsons. Helen, you have Brian. Susan, you have Justin. Emily, you have Dean. I have Gary. They're all eighteen or over. Perfectly legal. What's the harm of letting have sex with us?" Susan spoke up. "I can't believe you said that. That's incest!" Constance shook her head. "None of can become pregnant. We're all past that. We have four healthy boys that would do anything for sex." Helen smiled. "That's so wicked. I love it." Emily smiled along with her. "I saw my grandson Dean naked once. I admit, I'd like to suck his dick." Susan shook her head. "I couldn't stand to look Justin in the face again. Knowing we had sex." Constance interrupted. "That's the great part of this plan. We all wear our blindfolds. We won't know whose grandson it is. It could be yours, or mine, or Helen's. We won't know." Helen chimed in. "It's wicked and wonderful. I haven't had a real dick inside me for over five years." Susan was the last hold, they finally convinced her to go along with the group. Saturday, Constance had her grandson, Gary come over to her house. She told him about the plan her bridge club came up with. She explained everything in detail and told him if he was not interested, they would understand. Gary smiled at her. "That sounds great! I'll talk wit the others. I think they'll love the idea." The wheels were in motion, that Sunday Gary got everyone together. Brian was first to speak. "Wow! That's crazy. Having sex with our grand mothers?" "It any of them. They all have blindfolds and can't see you. We just keep quiet, so they won't recognize our voice." Justin leaned over to Brian. "I always thought Helen was sexy. Big tits and all." Brian laughed. "Yeah, well I always liked Emily. She's hot for an older woman." Gary waved his hand. "Ok, ok. Does that mean we're all in for this?" Dean spoke up. "Why not! I never miss a chance to fuck woman." Gary told his grand mother all the guys were ok with it. Nobody would tell anyone about what happened. It would be in two weeks, because of Dean and Gary's graduation from high school. Justin and Brian had a car and a motorcycle to finish building. Constance made sure everything was ready when the boys arrived. Constance, Helen, Susan and Emily were seated on the sofa. They wore blindfolds, gags, hands cuffed behind them, and fully clothed. Gary let them in with the key Constance gave him. The boys were overjoyed at what they saw on the sofa. The ladies all looked sexy with the ball gags and the blindfolds. The boys remained silent as the made their choice of the women. Brian took Emily. Justin took Constance. Dean took Helen and Gary took Susan. Constance's house had five bedrooms and three baths. They all had a bedroom to themselves. The ladies obviously underestimated the sex drive of teenage boys. Especially when there was willing pussy to be had. All the ladies were naked and been fucked at least once. The boys played toss the coin to see which lady they took next. Gary got his own grandmother, Constance. Secretly he had always wanted to fuck her since he was twelve. Constance screeched with pleasure as Gary humped her pussy with a passion. Emily and Susan both were fucked in the ass and the pussy. Their tits were red from being squeezed and slapped. For a final round, the boys decided to give all the ladies good ass spanking. Gary uncuffed his grandmother just before they left. She untied the others, and they gathered in the living room to get dressed. It was unanimous, all the ladies had the best sex of their lives. Constance laughed. "I told you there is nothing like young cock!" Helen added. "I had three orgasms. I couldn't believe it." Susan also added. "I had two and I almost passed out." Emily chimed in. "I was fucked in both holes. I really loved the spanking." The ladies agreed, the spanking was great. Now that the ladies had a taste of bondage sex, they wanted more. Every Wednesday became the meeting of the bondage club instead of the bridge club. The ladies still wanted to wear the blindfolds and gags, but they didn't care who they were having sex with. In fact, it more arousing to know their own grandson was having sex with them. They even insisted on being spanked. The boys never called them grandma or grandmother, only called them by their names. As the boys became more dominant; The ladies became more submissive. They were now known as: Slave Helen, Slave Susan, Slave Emily and Slave Constance. Gary used a magic marker to wright a slave number on each of their ass cheeks. It gave them a target when they spanked them. They continued through the summer, the boys came every Wednesday to a living room full of mature naked ladies down on their knees. They took their pick and led them off to the bedroom. Like all good things, it came to an end that summer. Dean, Gary, Brian and Justin went their separate ways to different colleges. That summer would never be forgotten by the four boys. END.