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Chapter 4
66 is the retirement age in the Netherlands, for men and women. They want now to increase it to 67. That means, that even officially, Eileen, at 67, is now a senior citizen, in other words, she is old. But can you tell her age? Yes and no. If you look carefully for age signs, you will find them. There are wrinkles everywhere: Her eyes are adorned with fine wrinkles, not deep, yet not shallow either. On the other hand, her eyes are still sparkling and there are no bags under them. Her face still retains it's prettiness! Wrinkles, yes, but very pretty, almost cute. The same cuteness one finds in teenagers still shows on her face: Her pug nose, her mysterious smile, her sensuous red lips and fine, white teeth. And further below: There are wrinkles on her neck, she is not trying to hide. They descend from the neck all the way down to the valley between her boobs. There are wrinkles leading from her armpits (she doesn't shave) to her puffy, full breasts, although they disappear in the white fleshy hills after a few millimeters. Further down, around her navel, there are no wrinkles, no blubber, no loose skin: Everything is as perfect as it was when she was twenty. If you examine her legs - nothing! no wrinkles, no blue veins, no sag. Just plain, beautiful, tight, tanned skin, covering muscular, very feminine, slightly thick thighs, with a touch of a plumage, which she has never shaved. Around her mons veneris there are some deep troughs, and if you ask her to lift her thighs and spread them, you can see that the muscle tone of her buttocks has somewhat loosened, although, here too, there very few evident wrinkles. Everything is just as it should be in a very sexy and alluring milf. And the smell! It is just as good as my wife's. You can smell a woman's randiness. There is a particularly appealing scent emanating deep from her vagina and conquering the space between the legs, slowly creeping up to strike your nostrils and invoke a rich and satisfying erection.
Her pubic hair is gray, unlike the hair on her head which is still blond (adorned with two thick, silver stripes on the side), slightly curly and long and so beautiful, I think I would prefer her not to shave.
If you ask Eileen politely to turn around, she will gladly do so. Her backside is just perfect! No wrinkles here, no blemishes, just tanned, sparkling skin, tight and healthy, and a jutting, almost arrogant ass, which proudly protrudes as to advertise: Here, Sir, that is the gate to paradise. The furrow is long, riding the whole way up to her back, which has two sexy dimples on the sides. She curves her butt as if to invite you to research its hidden treasures. She loves it when I scratch long scratches on her back, from the shoulders down to the inviting, white cheeks, which when opened, display a dark pink butt whole, which is partially open, as if to say: Sir, if you wish to visit me with your finger, tongue or cock, I would not object. Many older ladies have age marks on the skin: Pimples, spots, scars, blemishes, hair clusters, something. Eileen? Nothing! if you would see her naked on the beach, lying on her stomach, you would see a curvy figure of a 40 year old milf, with lovely, thick and long blond hair. You would have no idea you are looking at a grandmother almost 30 years older!
Anyhow, it was Saturday morning, we had just fucked, and I had to take Rex out for his noon walk.
"Come with me, Eileen. Let's have a long walk with the dog. We got lots of things to discuss." She smiled, and started dressing. I stopped her.
"Wear something light, like a short and wide skirt. Forget the bra and the panties. I don't want any panties in the way." She looked surprised at me. "Are you sure? No bra?" She looked at me questioningly. "Yes, no bra. You can wear a stretchy top to hold your boobies." I said. She looked around. "I don't have any... I'd have to borrow from Judy." She said.
"Judy? Who's she?" I asked. "My neighbor. I'll be down in a 'ogenblik'." (That means instantly), and then half naked, she disappeared and reappeared with Judy.
"Nice to meet you," introduced Judy and stuck out her hand. I shook it, studying her carefully. 50-ish, light brown lady, probably from a Caribbean origin, chubby, almost fat, smiley, pretty and quite glamorous. Even though she was black, she was just light enough to detect her blushing. "I just had to meet you, after all Eileen told me about you." I gave Eileen my stern look. "I was counting on your confidentiality."
"I'm sorry, Henk, I told Judy about you before I knew the rules. I am not going to talk about you to anybody else." Judy just couldn't get her eyes off of me and she didn't let my hand go loose. I felt her hand sweating in excitement. She said: "Eileen is my... special friend. We tell each other everything. I let her borrow some of my sexy clothes and we share the sex toys. But I am not going to tell anybody about you." She approached, her body almost touching mine, her breathing shallow. She wanted to kiss, but I evaded. Her smell and her giant breasts, that were obviously confined in a push up, and almost fully exposed to the nipple, made me dizzy. Her boobs were even a lighter shade than her facial complexion. "May I join you to walk the dog? I can bring Sissy along. Sissy is my German Shepard." She begged.
"Maybe some other time, Miss Judy. I need the time to get to know Eileen better. We don't have much opportunity to talk." I refused. "Oh, darn..." Said Judy, obviously disappointed. "I am so jealous... I am going to have a long bath... Alone..." I looked at Judy walking away, her buttocks juggling from side to side in her tight pink shorts and wondered if Eileen was telling the truth about her never fucking Judy. She reeked of lust and defeat. Then I took a look at Eileen: She had a cheeky red polka dots on a white background, very wide, frilly skirt, half length above her knees, high heel white shoes, a stretch top without the support of a brassiere, which made her breasts juggle with each step, and which I found very appealing. It had a green blue shady color and wrapped her bust very intimately. Without the support of a bra her breasts looked even larger, undulating and appetizing. The stretch top exposed her pretty belly button and her nearly flat stomach. I lifted her skirt slightly to take a peek at her treasures, and to my surprise she had a blue g-string panties from which her rich pubic hair burst out from all sides. Turning around, her bum was 100% exposed, as the string was totally embedded in her deep furrow. I kissed her.
"Wait, you haven't seen everything..." she said, lifting the skirt, turning and spreading her cheeks, I saw to my astonishment something pink, no thicker than a coin, sticking out of her bumhole. "It's Judy's. It's called a buttplug. It vibrates if you turn it on". She pulled it slightly out, it was much thicker in the part stuck in the sheath, so there was no way it was going to drop out. I recalled her telling me of sharing Judy's collection of toys and lingerie. I definitely felt the stir in my loins. Can't wait to sample her back hole.
"Lose the high heals, my beauty," I said. "We are going to have a long walk in the woods". And, out we went to fetch Rex, who was more than happy to be fetched. Immediately sniffing Eileen, he stuck his snout unceremoniously in her naked crotch and took a long sniff and a lick of the aromatic genital. Eileen laughed and chased it away, but she wanted to see the house, and walking to the master bedroom, on our bed, she saw a pair of panties and a matching bra laid carefully on the pillow. "It's for tomorrow, I prepared it in advance, when Annemieke comes back. Would you like to surprise her?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" She asked. I took the panties, threw Eileen on the bed and forcefully spread her legs. Then I rubbed the panties on Eileen's crotch, and even pushed some of it inside her ever moist receptacle, rubbing it thoroughly. "It's for the scent." I explained and laid the panties back on the pillow. We then took Rex and went for a walk in the woods. Our house is just a few meters from the woods, which are dark, dense and contain hundreds of walking paths, all used by the dog owners, the bikers and everybody else. Rex was released and immediately went chasing squirrels and rabbits, while we strolled on the dark path. The weather was ideal: Warm, but not humid. Seeing an opportunity, I pushed Eileen off the path and into a side path, led her over a ditch and into a secluded place, full of thick trees. I held her close, put my hand on her generous boob and kissed her wholeheartedly. She answered my yearning kiss with a kiss of her own, her hand magnetically attracted to my crotch, freeing my now totally inflated member, which proudly stood like an iron bar. I pushed her to her knees. She understood and fed my passion into her red mouth, sucking, licking, kissing and nibbling, while I luxuriously but slowly fucked her mouth using very slow movements. But I wanted more than just a blowjob, so pulling her up I reclined her body unto a tree trunk and raising her skirt, not bothering to remove her minuscule panties, I dropped to my knees and glued my mouth to her stinking snatch, nibbling, sucking and licking her developed clitoris. I marveled at the fine clit: It was thick and erect, about 1 cm long and thick as an olive, and it was moving! Pulsating! "Oh, Henk, this is so lekker... Keep doing that! Oh, you are going to make me faint! Oh, I am dying, yes, yes..." She was almost weeping as her orgasm swept her off her feet and she tumbled down and lay next to me, breathless. "God, I have never... ever... How could you? Oh, you are my god! I never in my life..."
"You never had a man go down on you?" I wondered.
"Yes, no, I mean, not like that. My husband liked it but his mustache tickled so I did not like it so much. And I never came from... from... licking like that. I felt my head is going to explode. I never felt so good in my life."
"Would you like me to do it again? Here on the ground?" She hesitated, not being able to decide, I pushed her legs apart and dived. This time it only took her a couple of minutes to reach a second climax, the shout of which she subdued using her hand. After all, we were in a public place. As lying on the bare ground might have caused her some discomfort, I decided against fucking her in that position. Instead I lay on my back and impaled the old lady on my weapon with one thrust, vowing to squeeze yet another climax from the used vagina. Now, a woman on top is one of my favorite positions, as I can see everything and I let her take crucial decisions such as tempo and vigor. And Eileen? She took to it like a duck to water, and thrusting her pudenda forcefully and rhythmically she crushed the agonized clitoris again and again against the base of my penis, rubbing, squeezing and clutching until the poor thing exploded again in a burst of tremors.
Rex was starting to lick the soles of my feet, and it started getting cloudy and chilly. It was time to go back home.
66 is the retirement age in the Netherlands, for men and women. They want now to increase it to 67. That means, that even officially, Eileen, at 67, is now a senior citizen, in other words, she is old. But can you tell her age? Yes and no. If you look carefully for age signs, you will find them. There are wrinkles everywhere: Her eyes are adorned with fine wrinkles, not deep, yet not shallow either. On the other hand, her eyes are still sparkling and there are no bags under them. Her face still retains it's prettiness! Wrinkles, yes, but very pretty, almost cute. The same cuteness one finds in teenagers still shows on her face: Her pug nose, her mysterious smile, her sensuous red lips and fine, white teeth. And further below: There are wrinkles on her neck, she is not trying to hide. They descend from the neck all the way down to the valley between her boobs. There are wrinkles leading from her armpits (she doesn't shave) to her puffy, full breasts, although they disappear in the white fleshy hills after a few millimeters. Further down, around her navel, there are no wrinkles, no blubber, no loose skin: Everything is as perfect as it was when she was twenty. If you examine her legs - nothing! no wrinkles, no blue veins, no sag. Just plain, beautiful, tight, tanned skin, covering muscular, very feminine, slightly thick thighs, with a touch of a plumage, which she has never shaved. Around her mons veneris there are some deep troughs, and if you ask her to lift her thighs and spread them, you can see that the muscle tone of her buttocks has somewhat loosened, although, here too, there very few evident wrinkles. Everything is just as it should be in a very sexy and alluring milf. And the smell! It is just as good as my wife's. You can smell a woman's randiness. There is a particularly appealing scent emanating deep from her vagina and conquering the space between the legs, slowly creeping up to strike your nostrils and invoke a rich and satisfying erection.
Her pubic hair is gray, unlike the hair on her head which is still blond (adorned with two thick, silver stripes on the side), slightly curly and long and so beautiful, I think I would prefer her not to shave.
If you ask Eileen politely to turn around, she will gladly do so. Her backside is just perfect! No wrinkles here, no blemishes, just tanned, sparkling skin, tight and healthy, and a jutting, almost arrogant ass, which proudly protrudes as to advertise: Here, Sir, that is the gate to paradise. The furrow is long, riding the whole way up to her back, which has two sexy dimples on the sides. She curves her butt as if to invite you to research its hidden treasures. She loves it when I scratch long scratches on her back, from the shoulders down to the inviting, white cheeks, which when opened, display a dark pink butt whole, which is partially open, as if to say: Sir, if you wish to visit me with your finger, tongue or cock, I would not object. Many older ladies have age marks on the skin: Pimples, spots, scars, blemishes, hair clusters, something. Eileen? Nothing! if you would see her naked on the beach, lying on her stomach, you would see a curvy figure of a 40 year old milf, with lovely, thick and long blond hair. You would have no idea you are looking at a grandmother almost 30 years older!
Anyhow, it was Saturday morning, we had just fucked, and I had to take Rex out for his noon walk.
"Come with me, Eileen. Let's have a long walk with the dog. We got lots of things to discuss." She smiled, and started dressing. I stopped her.
"Wear something light, like a short and wide skirt. Forget the bra and the panties. I don't want any panties in the way." She looked surprised at me. "Are you sure? No bra?" She looked at me questioningly. "Yes, no bra. You can wear a stretchy top to hold your boobies." I said. She looked around. "I don't have any... I'd have to borrow from Judy." She said.
"Judy? Who's she?" I asked. "My neighbor. I'll be down in a 'ogenblik'." (That means instantly), and then half naked, she disappeared and reappeared with Judy.
"Nice to meet you," introduced Judy and stuck out her hand. I shook it, studying her carefully. 50-ish, light brown lady, probably from a Caribbean origin, chubby, almost fat, smiley, pretty and quite glamorous. Even though she was black, she was just light enough to detect her blushing. "I just had to meet you, after all Eileen told me about you." I gave Eileen my stern look. "I was counting on your confidentiality."
"I'm sorry, Henk, I told Judy about you before I knew the rules. I am not going to talk about you to anybody else." Judy just couldn't get her eyes off of me and she didn't let my hand go loose. I felt her hand sweating in excitement. She said: "Eileen is my... special friend. We tell each other everything. I let her borrow some of my sexy clothes and we share the sex toys. But I am not going to tell anybody about you." She approached, her body almost touching mine, her breathing shallow. She wanted to kiss, but I evaded. Her smell and her giant breasts, that were obviously confined in a push up, and almost fully exposed to the nipple, made me dizzy. Her boobs were even a lighter shade than her facial complexion. "May I join you to walk the dog? I can bring Sissy along. Sissy is my German Shepard." She begged.
"Maybe some other time, Miss Judy. I need the time to get to know Eileen better. We don't have much opportunity to talk." I refused. "Oh, darn..." Said Judy, obviously disappointed. "I am so jealous... I am going to have a long bath... Alone..." I looked at Judy walking away, her buttocks juggling from side to side in her tight pink shorts and wondered if Eileen was telling the truth about her never fucking Judy. She reeked of lust and defeat. Then I took a look at Eileen: She had a cheeky red polka dots on a white background, very wide, frilly skirt, half length above her knees, high heel white shoes, a stretch top without the support of a brassiere, which made her breasts juggle with each step, and which I found very appealing. It had a green blue shady color and wrapped her bust very intimately. Without the support of a bra her breasts looked even larger, undulating and appetizing. The stretch top exposed her pretty belly button and her nearly flat stomach. I lifted her skirt slightly to take a peek at her treasures, and to my surprise she had a blue g-string panties from which her rich pubic hair burst out from all sides. Turning around, her bum was 100% exposed, as the string was totally embedded in her deep furrow. I kissed her.
"Wait, you haven't seen everything..." she said, lifting the skirt, turning and spreading her cheeks, I saw to my astonishment something pink, no thicker than a coin, sticking out of her bumhole. "It's Judy's. It's called a buttplug. It vibrates if you turn it on". She pulled it slightly out, it was much thicker in the part stuck in the sheath, so there was no way it was going to drop out. I recalled her telling me of sharing Judy's collection of toys and lingerie. I definitely felt the stir in my loins. Can't wait to sample her back hole.
"Lose the high heals, my beauty," I said. "We are going to have a long walk in the woods". And, out we went to fetch Rex, who was more than happy to be fetched. Immediately sniffing Eileen, he stuck his snout unceremoniously in her naked crotch and took a long sniff and a lick of the aromatic genital. Eileen laughed and chased it away, but she wanted to see the house, and walking to the master bedroom, on our bed, she saw a pair of panties and a matching bra laid carefully on the pillow. "It's for tomorrow, I prepared it in advance, when Annemieke comes back. Would you like to surprise her?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" She asked. I took the panties, threw Eileen on the bed and forcefully spread her legs. Then I rubbed the panties on Eileen's crotch, and even pushed some of it inside her ever moist receptacle, rubbing it thoroughly. "It's for the scent." I explained and laid the panties back on the pillow. We then took Rex and went for a walk in the woods. Our house is just a few meters from the woods, which are dark, dense and contain hundreds of walking paths, all used by the dog owners, the bikers and everybody else. Rex was released and immediately went chasing squirrels and rabbits, while we strolled on the dark path. The weather was ideal: Warm, but not humid. Seeing an opportunity, I pushed Eileen off the path and into a side path, led her over a ditch and into a secluded place, full of thick trees. I held her close, put my hand on her generous boob and kissed her wholeheartedly. She answered my yearning kiss with a kiss of her own, her hand magnetically attracted to my crotch, freeing my now totally inflated member, which proudly stood like an iron bar. I pushed her to her knees. She understood and fed my passion into her red mouth, sucking, licking, kissing and nibbling, while I luxuriously but slowly fucked her mouth using very slow movements. But I wanted more than just a blowjob, so pulling her up I reclined her body unto a tree trunk and raising her skirt, not bothering to remove her minuscule panties, I dropped to my knees and glued my mouth to her stinking snatch, nibbling, sucking and licking her developed clitoris. I marveled at the fine clit: It was thick and erect, about 1 cm long and thick as an olive, and it was moving! Pulsating! "Oh, Henk, this is so lekker... Keep doing that! Oh, you are going to make me faint! Oh, I am dying, yes, yes..." She was almost weeping as her orgasm swept her off her feet and she tumbled down and lay next to me, breathless. "God, I have never... ever... How could you? Oh, you are my god! I never in my life..."
"You never had a man go down on you?" I wondered.
"Yes, no, I mean, not like that. My husband liked it but his mustache tickled so I did not like it so much. And I never came from... from... licking like that. I felt my head is going to explode. I never felt so good in my life."
"Would you like me to do it again? Here on the ground?" She hesitated, not being able to decide, I pushed her legs apart and dived. This time it only took her a couple of minutes to reach a second climax, the shout of which she subdued using her hand. After all, we were in a public place. As lying on the bare ground might have caused her some discomfort, I decided against fucking her in that position. Instead I lay on my back and impaled the old lady on my weapon with one thrust, vowing to squeeze yet another climax from the used vagina. Now, a woman on top is one of my favorite positions, as I can see everything and I let her take crucial decisions such as tempo and vigor. And Eileen? She took to it like a duck to water, and thrusting her pudenda forcefully and rhythmically she crushed the agonized clitoris again and again against the base of my penis, rubbing, squeezing and clutching until the poor thing exploded again in a burst of tremors.
Rex was starting to lick the soles of my feet, and it started getting cloudy and chilly. It was time to go back home.
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