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I’ve been drawn to older women all my life and none more so than grandmothers. They stir and stimulate me in ways I can’t really explain.
Edith
Edith was the widowed grandmother of my flat mate’s girlfriend. I was 19 and Edith was 62 at the time. She’d been a semi-pro dancer in her younger days, was still as fit as a fiddle and had a body many women in their fifties, even their forties would love to own.
Events conspired for us to be alone at her house and we spent most of the afternoon in bed together. She was hungry for my young cock, adventurous and enthusiastic. She had thighs and a bottom to die for, as beautiful a crevice and back button as you could hope to find and and one I couldn’t resist exploring.
It was one of the most memorable encounters of my life.
Joy
Joy was the Office Manager of a company I took over when I was 38. Joy was an attractive lady then aged 63 and retired two years later. They were looking for a younger male to join them in the bedroom to spice up their sex life but wanted someone they knew as they were wary of inviting a stranger into their home. As Joy had caught me many a time looking down her blouse and admiring her legs, they decided that someone could be me. The opportunity arose a few weeks after Joy had retired. I had arranged to hand deliver documents relating to Joy’s pension and it was then John broached the subject; I didn’t think twice about agreeing. Joy had been upstairs but suddenly appeared in the lounge wearing not so much a dress but a tunic that barely covered her bum cheeks, dark nylons and red stilettos. She suggested we start with just us two to see if we clicked sexually and led the way to the marital bedroom. On the stairs I got a glorious eyeful of her delicious thighs, stocking tops and lovely bare bottom as she wasn’t wearing panties.
In the bedroom we soon confirmed the sexual chemistry was everything and more than we had hoped for. We went on to have some great threesomes and Joy had obviously been storing up sexual fantasies as she relished exploring all the MFM positions imaginable without straying into any MM stuff. She even sat on John’s cock and invited me to get behind her and fill her other orifice. Happy days!
Maggie
Maggie was mid-seventies at the time, a widow and the best friend of my MIL. I was early forties. My MIL had been a bit poorly and was confined to bed. One day as I was passing, I popped in to see how she was. Maggie was there and my MIL had taken some medication so was fast asleep. I knew Maggie quite well as she joined the family for dinner at Christmas and Easter. She was a lovely full figured cuddly woman and would always engineer it that we were on our own when we had our Christmas and Easter kiss. She’d hug me tight, put her hands on my bum and give a big smacker right on the lips, not the customary one on each cheek. The last time I had seen her was that Easter and the old minx slipped her tongue in when she kissed me so I reciprocated and gave her ample bum a good fondle. As I arrived Maggie put her finger to her lips and whispered that my MIL was asleep. We went into the lounge and she pounced on me. She wrapped me in her arms and planted her lips on mine, tongues and all. We were all over each other and when I started to ease her dress up she pulled back saying it was too risky as Polly (my wife’s sister) was due anytime. ‘I’ve had an idea Bill when Polly gets here I’ll ask her to ask you if you wouldn’t mind dropping me home’. ‘Great idea Maggie’.
In the car she stroked my thigh and felt my stiffy. She stuck her tongue in my ear and whispered ‘Mmm … that feels lovely Bill … just what I need’. I reached over and rubbed her thigh through her thin summer dress. ‘Oh Maggie are those stockings and suspenders I can feel’? ‘Of course Bill what else would a self-respecting grandmother be wearing’? ‘They feel so sexy Maggie’. She ruffled up the hem of skirt to reveal her stocking tops. I placed my hand on the band of bare flesh above and Maggie obligingly parted her thighs. My hand ventured further to the head of the valley. The gusset of her big granny knickers was already damp and her lips were swollen. ‘Your knickers are wet Maggie’. ‘Yes I’m so horny Bill … I can’t wait for you to fuck me … you must know I’ve always wanted to’. ‘The feeling’s mutual Maggie’. Inside we made our way straight to the bedroom, disrobed and went at hammer and tongs for over an hour.
For the next couple of years I’d call in at Maggie’s about once a week. She used to dress in vintage/retro underwear for me such as seamed stockings, corsets and girdles and of course not forgetting those big granny panties. We had some wonderful sex sessions.
Elsie
Elsie was a lonely widow in our village who I befriended through walking our dogs together. I was early fifties at the time and Elsie was in her seventies. It was a slow burner as initially I didn’t consider her sexually but over time my feelings changed and when she invited me in for coffee following one of our walks that was the catalyst for our affair to begin. I sensed it was going to be more than coffee and a chat and that was reinforced by the way Elsie positioned herself on the sofa; allowing the hem of her dress to ride up a few inches and one leg up on the sofa.
We spent a wonderful hour in bed and made love twice. It was a joy to see Elsie’s sexual feelings being awakened again.
Anna
Anna and Pierre owned the villa my wife and I had rented in France. Sue and I were in our forties, Pierre was late fifties and Anna was early sixties. Sue and I had got into sharing the previous year (see my recent posts) and Anna and Pierre were the perfect couple to add to our experience. From the first meeting when they showed us round the villa, there was a sexual frisson in the air. We went to their house for drinks and while Anna was showing Sue round their fabulous villa Pierre subtly brought the conversation round to carnal matters. The upshot was Pierre suggested he walk Sue back to our villa while I stayed with Anna. She still had a great figure, sensational long legs, a gorgeous bottom and exuded sexuality; she was a seriously hot woman and wild and uninhibited in bed.
Pierre proved to be a skilful and passionate bed partner for Sue with the stamina of a man years younger. We swapped spouses three times that week culminating in a sensational foursome the day before we departed for the UK.
Edith
Edith was the widowed grandmother of my flat mate’s girlfriend. I was 19 and Edith was 62 at the time. She’d been a semi-pro dancer in her younger days, was still as fit as a fiddle and had a body many women in their fifties, even their forties would love to own.
Events conspired for us to be alone at her house and we spent most of the afternoon in bed together. She was hungry for my young cock, adventurous and enthusiastic. She had thighs and a bottom to die for, as beautiful a crevice and back button as you could hope to find and and one I couldn’t resist exploring.
It was one of the most memorable encounters of my life.
Joy
Joy was the Office Manager of a company I took over when I was 38. Joy was an attractive lady then aged 63 and retired two years later. They were looking for a younger male to join them in the bedroom to spice up their sex life but wanted someone they knew as they were wary of inviting a stranger into their home. As Joy had caught me many a time looking down her blouse and admiring her legs, they decided that someone could be me. The opportunity arose a few weeks after Joy had retired. I had arranged to hand deliver documents relating to Joy’s pension and it was then John broached the subject; I didn’t think twice about agreeing. Joy had been upstairs but suddenly appeared in the lounge wearing not so much a dress but a tunic that barely covered her bum cheeks, dark nylons and red stilettos. She suggested we start with just us two to see if we clicked sexually and led the way to the marital bedroom. On the stairs I got a glorious eyeful of her delicious thighs, stocking tops and lovely bare bottom as she wasn’t wearing panties.
In the bedroom we soon confirmed the sexual chemistry was everything and more than we had hoped for. We went on to have some great threesomes and Joy had obviously been storing up sexual fantasies as she relished exploring all the MFM positions imaginable without straying into any MM stuff. She even sat on John’s cock and invited me to get behind her and fill her other orifice. Happy days!
Maggie
Maggie was mid-seventies at the time, a widow and the best friend of my MIL. I was early forties. My MIL had been a bit poorly and was confined to bed. One day as I was passing, I popped in to see how she was. Maggie was there and my MIL had taken some medication so was fast asleep. I knew Maggie quite well as she joined the family for dinner at Christmas and Easter. She was a lovely full figured cuddly woman and would always engineer it that we were on our own when we had our Christmas and Easter kiss. She’d hug me tight, put her hands on my bum and give a big smacker right on the lips, not the customary one on each cheek. The last time I had seen her was that Easter and the old minx slipped her tongue in when she kissed me so I reciprocated and gave her ample bum a good fondle. As I arrived Maggie put her finger to her lips and whispered that my MIL was asleep. We went into the lounge and she pounced on me. She wrapped me in her arms and planted her lips on mine, tongues and all. We were all over each other and when I started to ease her dress up she pulled back saying it was too risky as Polly (my wife’s sister) was due anytime. ‘I’ve had an idea Bill when Polly gets here I’ll ask her to ask you if you wouldn’t mind dropping me home’. ‘Great idea Maggie’.
In the car she stroked my thigh and felt my stiffy. She stuck her tongue in my ear and whispered ‘Mmm … that feels lovely Bill … just what I need’. I reached over and rubbed her thigh through her thin summer dress. ‘Oh Maggie are those stockings and suspenders I can feel’? ‘Of course Bill what else would a self-respecting grandmother be wearing’? ‘They feel so sexy Maggie’. She ruffled up the hem of skirt to reveal her stocking tops. I placed my hand on the band of bare flesh above and Maggie obligingly parted her thighs. My hand ventured further to the head of the valley. The gusset of her big granny knickers was already damp and her lips were swollen. ‘Your knickers are wet Maggie’. ‘Yes I’m so horny Bill … I can’t wait for you to fuck me … you must know I’ve always wanted to’. ‘The feeling’s mutual Maggie’. Inside we made our way straight to the bedroom, disrobed and went at hammer and tongs for over an hour.
For the next couple of years I’d call in at Maggie’s about once a week. She used to dress in vintage/retro underwear for me such as seamed stockings, corsets and girdles and of course not forgetting those big granny panties. We had some wonderful sex sessions.
Elsie
Elsie was a lonely widow in our village who I befriended through walking our dogs together. I was early fifties at the time and Elsie was in her seventies. It was a slow burner as initially I didn’t consider her sexually but over time my feelings changed and when she invited me in for coffee following one of our walks that was the catalyst for our affair to begin. I sensed it was going to be more than coffee and a chat and that was reinforced by the way Elsie positioned herself on the sofa; allowing the hem of her dress to ride up a few inches and one leg up on the sofa.
We spent a wonderful hour in bed and made love twice. It was a joy to see Elsie’s sexual feelings being awakened again.
Anna
Anna and Pierre owned the villa my wife and I had rented in France. Sue and I were in our forties, Pierre was late fifties and Anna was early sixties. Sue and I had got into sharing the previous year (see my recent posts) and Anna and Pierre were the perfect couple to add to our experience. From the first meeting when they showed us round the villa, there was a sexual frisson in the air. We went to their house for drinks and while Anna was showing Sue round their fabulous villa Pierre subtly brought the conversation round to carnal matters. The upshot was Pierre suggested he walk Sue back to our villa while I stayed with Anna. She still had a great figure, sensational long legs, a gorgeous bottom and exuded sexuality; she was a seriously hot woman and wild and uninhibited in bed.
Pierre proved to be a skilful and passionate bed partner for Sue with the stamina of a man years younger. We swapped spouses three times that week culminating in a sensational foursome the day before we departed for the UK.
Vicky
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