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Before too long, I was in the middle of the room, on the Persian rug, on my back, my ass bare, my legs wide open. Wanda had her face in my puss, and I liked that. I had my back arched a little so that I could push my pubes up into her face and her mouth, and Wanda was the kind of girl, like me, who had been eating pussy since she was about eight years old! Wanda knew what she was doing. Wanda did me so lovely, with lots of kisses and breast play. I didn't love her, but I loved the way she did what she did. I was looking at the door, upside down, as she took me through come number three. She was the kind of lover who rubbed my clittle with her thumb while her tongue went up my puss. She began to finger my ass, too. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into me. I closed my eyes for a minute. When I opened them again, My Nonno Joe was standing in the doorway. Joe was in a costume that looked as if he was going to be introduced at the court of Catherine the Great. Wig, coat, lacy shirt, shoes, everything.
Joe was watching me getting my puss eaten. I saw him upside down, but he was smiling. Even though I was getting it from Wanda, bouncing my hips into her face, I forgot about the sex that was happening between my legs right away. I stood up, leaving poor Wanda gasping with her hand in her coochie. I didn't mean to be rude, but, I was so surprised to see Joe here. In his costume, no less.
"Joe! How did you? Did you? Oh my god, you saw me!" all these phrases more or less at once.
"Let me sit down. Please…"
I had had my dress down and was across the room in a second. "Joe, I'm so happy...I...'
"I...I...never see you with another woman before, Sylvia..it..is .."
"Are you mad at me, Joe?"
"No no no, no no no ...you told me this before...you also like to make love with women. Trust me. I'm a grown man. I understand.....but...but I have never seen..."
"Did it get you excited?"
"Yes, excited is the right word., Sylvia."
"Did it get your dick hard, Joe?'
"Sylvia, please..."
I was so happy to see him. Here was my lover, my Nonno, the grandpa I never had, who I could be as sexy and as dirty with as I wanted, or, at least as much as he would let me be, here at this party, my little slave-bitch birthday. I sat in his lap and put my arms around him and kissed him, and kissed him until he gently pushed me away.
"I came to wish you a happy birthday, my dear one. Your friend Sarah got me this nice set of clothes, and she told me you are going the be the Queen of the Night" from "Magic Flute, and sing that aria about all that hate in your heart, yes?" I could play the piano for you if you like....''.
"But, when I came in the door, you were with your friend, so intimate, so beautiful. Most men my age, they are home to watch "The Price is Right" on their TV, yes? Perhaps that is even when death comes to them? I am here to view my darling Sylvia make love in front of my very eyes. What angel blessed me today?"
"But Joe, I do a lot of stuff I never did with you..."
"Sylvia, do what you like. I will enjoy it. Maybe even this old fisherman gets hard in the pecker..(he patted his crotch), and he will do something too. Do you think?"
I put about a thousand more kisses on Joe's cheeks and forehead.
I was in his lap, my arms around him. 'Joe, are you sure you want to be here for this? When I get this way, I do bizarre stuff...'
Joe smiled and kissed my face. He traced my breasts with his fingers.
"I think I saw some of it, my dearest. I'm not afraid.."
"Joe, I'm a slave, okay, I let everyone fuck me, and I have to do whatever they say.."
"Whatever they say?"
"Joe, I let them pee on me, and I drink it, Joe..."
"Oh, you are the wild girl, eh? Like some orgy with the Medici's, Sylvia, I don't care. I feel so lucky to be alive. HAH! HAH! "
He slapped my breasts, just hard enough. "An old man like me at an orgy? Who gets to do that? Nobody. Sylvia, let me ask you this question?"
"Anything, Joe..."
"Do you want this old man to piss on you too? Pull out his old man cock and piss on you?"
I was stunned to hear Joe talk this way, but it didn't take me any time to formulate my answer.
"Joe, you can have me any way you want. Out in front of everyone, or just the two of us. Fuck me, Joe, anything. Put your big fat Italian penis in my face, Nonno. I will drink the piss right out of you, every drop, every fucking drop like you were that little boy peeing in that fountain wherever it is. Is it in Rome? The piss never stops flowing from that little boy's dick. I would do that in front of my mother, Joe, or the middle of the Via Veneto. I would drink your piss, Joe, or your cum, till there was nothing left!''
By this time, other women were around Joe, kissing his face and the top of his head. Some touches were landing between his legs.
"I am just an ordinary man. I am excited, as you say. All these beautiful women surround me. They are...all...how shall I say? They are all ready for the party to start. At your party, girls with girls, yes? Boys with girls, too? Boys with boys?"
"Well, so far, you're the only boy.. but anything could happen, Joe."
"But more boys will come? I cannot..."
"You cannot satisfy six women? Joe, I'm disappointed. No, I am joking, Nonno, I'm satisfied now."
"My cock, cock, you call it, my rooster will still stand and crow, but all that I don't know..."
"Relax, Nonno, lover man. I want you in my mouth and my pussy. I want to feel your dick up in my asshole too. I will tell the world, but I will do all the work."
"Right now, I'm going back to what I was doing with Wanda. That is what you saw when you arrived. If you will take off your breeches and come get next to me., I will get my face under you and find that space behind your big fat balls, lick and kiss you there while Wanda does me...would you like that, Joe? As I told you before, I would do all these things to you under the gaze of my mother..." (I didn't go on to tell him how strange that statement was.)
While we were getting all sexy, I was thinking about what I had told Joe. Wanda was doing somebody else now, or somebody was doing her, but now Sarah was between my legs where Wanda had been, and I was much more used to the way that she did me, and I liked it.
It turns out I didn't need to worry about Joe. He didn't have the biggest, or the fattest, or the hardest, but I didn't care, it was big and hard enough, and it was attached to my Nonno, I didn't care about anything else! I kept thinking about a fountain, and that boy peeing in it for four centuries. I guess I drifted off or something, It was Joe up there, the fountain was full of his pee, and I stepped into the spray with my fancy heels and all my fancy Italian clothes on and just stood there in three feet of fresh piss, my shoes and stockings and the hem of my dress soaked. I opened my arms and walked under the peeing figure, and I let it splash all over me, my hair, my upturned face. Baby Nonno's pee just rained down on me. It was a beautiful day in Rome. People were watching, telling me in Italian: "Get out, get out, it's pee!!", but I didn't care. I knew it was pee, but in that vision, it smelled like rosewater and tasted like Liebfraumilch. Soon my clothes were transparent and clinging to my body. My nipples are usually so pale, it's hard to tell where the actual skin of my breasts begins, but now they were wine-dark, so dark, you could see them through my pee-soaked blouse. I wanted to lick the stone penis of the little peeing boy, but baby Nonno was twelve feet high.
I had the first of a series of comes from Sarah, who had been earnestly running her tongue from my clit to my vagina and back while I had been splashing in Nonno's fountain of golden pee in Rome.
I didn't think Joe was going to come soon, though I could tell I pleased him, so, after I caught my breath, from Sarah, I licked and kissed and put my tongue into his pee slit, just like I was thinking about doing to that statue of the peeing boy.
All this was good, my fantasy, Joe, whatever magic Sarah was doing to my puss and everything connected, I can't speak for any other woman. I want a cock up me after a while, it's a strong feeling, the one that says, "I want to get fucked... right... now!" I don't know what part of my body it comes from, doesn't seem like it's my brain, 'cause it's not like it's a thought, It's just something that happens to me. I was feeling like that now about Joe. I wanted him to flip me over and push his cock up me as far as he could go. I wasn't sure he could do it.
It was a moment when I had to think beyond my own needs. Like most ego-centric twenty-year-olds, I wasn't used to thinking this way; in the middle of sex like this, I wasn't used to thinking at all!. But this was different. I stopped what I was doing, and I got Sarah to stop doing me.
"Joe, I want you. I want you to fuck me right here in front of everyone."
Joe was red-faced and puffing.
"Joe, did you see me when you came in the door?"
"Did I see you?! Mama Mia!! "
"Okay, I was I was having sex, but what was I doing?"
"Sylvia, you were a madwoman when I saw you. You were shouting, moving your body, your breasts, they go one way, your hips the other way. I could see you were so excited..."
"Joe, I want to fuck you that way. I want you to fuck me till I get that way.."
"Well, mi cara..I.."
"Joe, I'm afraid I'm going to get excited from feeling you in me, get so excited that I kill you…"
"Kill me from the fucking? Sylvia, please…"
"Joe, when was the last time you fucked a woman who loves you on her twentieth birthday?"
There was a long pause.
"I can't remember."
"Joe, I am a very passionate woman. I think you understand that. I'm afraid that I love you so much, Joe, once you get me going, How should I tell you this? I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with me, but you will try it because you are a man and your heart will stop. Joe, you are old, but right now, look down, you have the cock and balls of a young man. I love how big and hard you are. I never thought that you would.."
"...Have a big dick like this for you, Sylvia? You've seen it before."...
"I know, but today, it's just ...Please, I want you in me. I want to feel you in me. I don't want to be careful when we fuck, Nonno, I want to fuck you with everything I have."
I turned around, so my little ass was up. I rubbed Joe's cock the length of my pussy, up and against my asshole, and across my clittie. Joe knew I liked to feel him there before he was in my puss.
Joe was in me, as hard as when he was twenty-five. I had come several times from Wanda, and he felt so good. I was glad to give it up for him, I came right away. Maybe two minutes. This from a girl who spent years not being able to get off at all from a fuck. Joe had my big boobs in his hands, and he was kissing my neck and around my ears while he pushed his cock into me. That was the only ticket I needed to push me over the edge. Joe came too, right after me, my super Nonno lover man who fucked me so well and didn't have a heart attack about it either. We were on the carpet, Joe still in me, goopy stuff leaking out of me and him. If I love my lover, I want t clean every dro[ off his cock after we fuck! Sarah was down there to clean my puss, and then Joe was too. If you had asked me if he was the kind of man who would go down on his woman right after fucking her, I would have said 'No' a million times. That is a super super super intimate, sexy treat for me, not so many men do that, but gray-haired Joe did not miss a beat. I had another orgasm just from that!
Joe was watching me getting my puss eaten. I saw him upside down, but he was smiling. Even though I was getting it from Wanda, bouncing my hips into her face, I forgot about the sex that was happening between my legs right away. I stood up, leaving poor Wanda gasping with her hand in her coochie. I didn't mean to be rude, but, I was so surprised to see Joe here. In his costume, no less.
"Joe! How did you? Did you? Oh my god, you saw me!" all these phrases more or less at once.
"Let me sit down. Please…"
I had had my dress down and was across the room in a second. "Joe, I'm so happy...I...'
"I...I...never see you with another woman before, Sylvia..it..is .."
"Are you mad at me, Joe?"
"No no no, no no no ...you told me this before...you also like to make love with women. Trust me. I'm a grown man. I understand.....but...but I have never seen..."
"Did it get you excited?"
"Yes, excited is the right word., Sylvia."
"Did it get your dick hard, Joe?'
"Sylvia, please..."
I was so happy to see him. Here was my lover, my Nonno, the grandpa I never had, who I could be as sexy and as dirty with as I wanted, or, at least as much as he would let me be, here at this party, my little slave-bitch birthday. I sat in his lap and put my arms around him and kissed him, and kissed him until he gently pushed me away.
"I came to wish you a happy birthday, my dear one. Your friend Sarah got me this nice set of clothes, and she told me you are going the be the Queen of the Night" from "Magic Flute, and sing that aria about all that hate in your heart, yes?" I could play the piano for you if you like....''.
"But, when I came in the door, you were with your friend, so intimate, so beautiful. Most men my age, they are home to watch "The Price is Right" on their TV, yes? Perhaps that is even when death comes to them? I am here to view my darling Sylvia make love in front of my very eyes. What angel blessed me today?"
"But Joe, I do a lot of stuff I never did with you..."
"Sylvia, do what you like. I will enjoy it. Maybe even this old fisherman gets hard in the pecker..(he patted his crotch), and he will do something too. Do you think?"
I put about a thousand more kisses on Joe's cheeks and forehead.
I was in his lap, my arms around him. 'Joe, are you sure you want to be here for this? When I get this way, I do bizarre stuff...'
Joe smiled and kissed my face. He traced my breasts with his fingers.
"I think I saw some of it, my dearest. I'm not afraid.."
"Joe, I'm a slave, okay, I let everyone fuck me, and I have to do whatever they say.."
"Whatever they say?"
"Joe, I let them pee on me, and I drink it, Joe..."
"Oh, you are the wild girl, eh? Like some orgy with the Medici's, Sylvia, I don't care. I feel so lucky to be alive. HAH! HAH! "
He slapped my breasts, just hard enough. "An old man like me at an orgy? Who gets to do that? Nobody. Sylvia, let me ask you this question?"
"Anything, Joe..."
"Do you want this old man to piss on you too? Pull out his old man cock and piss on you?"
I was stunned to hear Joe talk this way, but it didn't take me any time to formulate my answer.
"Joe, you can have me any way you want. Out in front of everyone, or just the two of us. Fuck me, Joe, anything. Put your big fat Italian penis in my face, Nonno. I will drink the piss right out of you, every drop, every fucking drop like you were that little boy peeing in that fountain wherever it is. Is it in Rome? The piss never stops flowing from that little boy's dick. I would do that in front of my mother, Joe, or the middle of the Via Veneto. I would drink your piss, Joe, or your cum, till there was nothing left!''
By this time, other women were around Joe, kissing his face and the top of his head. Some touches were landing between his legs.
"I am just an ordinary man. I am excited, as you say. All these beautiful women surround me. They are...all...how shall I say? They are all ready for the party to start. At your party, girls with girls, yes? Boys with girls, too? Boys with boys?"
"Well, so far, you're the only boy.. but anything could happen, Joe."
"But more boys will come? I cannot..."
"You cannot satisfy six women? Joe, I'm disappointed. No, I am joking, Nonno, I'm satisfied now."
"My cock, cock, you call it, my rooster will still stand and crow, but all that I don't know..."
"Relax, Nonno, lover man. I want you in my mouth and my pussy. I want to feel your dick up in my asshole too. I will tell the world, but I will do all the work."
"Right now, I'm going back to what I was doing with Wanda. That is what you saw when you arrived. If you will take off your breeches and come get next to me., I will get my face under you and find that space behind your big fat balls, lick and kiss you there while Wanda does me...would you like that, Joe? As I told you before, I would do all these things to you under the gaze of my mother..." (I didn't go on to tell him how strange that statement was.)
While we were getting all sexy, I was thinking about what I had told Joe. Wanda was doing somebody else now, or somebody was doing her, but now Sarah was between my legs where Wanda had been, and I was much more used to the way that she did me, and I liked it.
It turns out I didn't need to worry about Joe. He didn't have the biggest, or the fattest, or the hardest, but I didn't care, it was big and hard enough, and it was attached to my Nonno, I didn't care about anything else! I kept thinking about a fountain, and that boy peeing in it for four centuries. I guess I drifted off or something, It was Joe up there, the fountain was full of his pee, and I stepped into the spray with my fancy heels and all my fancy Italian clothes on and just stood there in three feet of fresh piss, my shoes and stockings and the hem of my dress soaked. I opened my arms and walked under the peeing figure, and I let it splash all over me, my hair, my upturned face. Baby Nonno's pee just rained down on me. It was a beautiful day in Rome. People were watching, telling me in Italian: "Get out, get out, it's pee!!", but I didn't care. I knew it was pee, but in that vision, it smelled like rosewater and tasted like Liebfraumilch. Soon my clothes were transparent and clinging to my body. My nipples are usually so pale, it's hard to tell where the actual skin of my breasts begins, but now they were wine-dark, so dark, you could see them through my pee-soaked blouse. I wanted to lick the stone penis of the little peeing boy, but baby Nonno was twelve feet high.
I had the first of a series of comes from Sarah, who had been earnestly running her tongue from my clit to my vagina and back while I had been splashing in Nonno's fountain of golden pee in Rome.
I didn't think Joe was going to come soon, though I could tell I pleased him, so, after I caught my breath, from Sarah, I licked and kissed and put my tongue into his pee slit, just like I was thinking about doing to that statue of the peeing boy.
All this was good, my fantasy, Joe, whatever magic Sarah was doing to my puss and everything connected, I can't speak for any other woman. I want a cock up me after a while, it's a strong feeling, the one that says, "I want to get fucked... right... now!" I don't know what part of my body it comes from, doesn't seem like it's my brain, 'cause it's not like it's a thought, It's just something that happens to me. I was feeling like that now about Joe. I wanted him to flip me over and push his cock up me as far as he could go. I wasn't sure he could do it.
It was a moment when I had to think beyond my own needs. Like most ego-centric twenty-year-olds, I wasn't used to thinking this way; in the middle of sex like this, I wasn't used to thinking at all!. But this was different. I stopped what I was doing, and I got Sarah to stop doing me.
"Joe, I want you. I want you to fuck me right here in front of everyone."
Joe was red-faced and puffing.
"Joe, did you see me when you came in the door?"
"Did I see you?! Mama Mia!! "
"Okay, I was I was having sex, but what was I doing?"
"Sylvia, you were a madwoman when I saw you. You were shouting, moving your body, your breasts, they go one way, your hips the other way. I could see you were so excited..."
"Joe, I want to fuck you that way. I want you to fuck me till I get that way.."
"Well, mi cara..I.."
"Joe, I'm afraid I'm going to get excited from feeling you in me, get so excited that I kill you…"
"Kill me from the fucking? Sylvia, please…"
"Joe, when was the last time you fucked a woman who loves you on her twentieth birthday?"
There was a long pause.
"I can't remember."
"Joe, I am a very passionate woman. I think you understand that. I'm afraid that I love you so much, Joe, once you get me going, How should I tell you this? I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with me, but you will try it because you are a man and your heart will stop. Joe, you are old, but right now, look down, you have the cock and balls of a young man. I love how big and hard you are. I never thought that you would.."
"...Have a big dick like this for you, Sylvia? You've seen it before."...
"I know, but today, it's just ...Please, I want you in me. I want to feel you in me. I don't want to be careful when we fuck, Nonno, I want to fuck you with everything I have."
I turned around, so my little ass was up. I rubbed Joe's cock the length of my pussy, up and against my asshole, and across my clittie. Joe knew I liked to feel him there before he was in my puss.
Joe was in me, as hard as when he was twenty-five. I had come several times from Wanda, and he felt so good. I was glad to give it up for him, I came right away. Maybe two minutes. This from a girl who spent years not being able to get off at all from a fuck. Joe had my big boobs in his hands, and he was kissing my neck and around my ears while he pushed his cock into me. That was the only ticket I needed to push me over the edge. Joe came too, right after me, my super Nonno lover man who fucked me so well and didn't have a heart attack about it either. We were on the carpet, Joe still in me, goopy stuff leaking out of me and him. If I love my lover, I want t clean every dro[ off his cock after we fuck! Sarah was down there to clean my puss, and then Joe was too. If you had asked me if he was the kind of man who would go down on his woman right after fucking her, I would have said 'No' a million times. That is a super super super intimate, sexy treat for me, not so many men do that, but gray-haired Joe did not miss a beat. I had another orgasm just from that!
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