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This is fiction: old women (my preferred ages are between 70 and 85) do not really believe that a young, middle aged or even a guy like me at 60 man could be attracted to them. But as we all know, granny lovers are. But a lot of them find it hard to meet and actually fuck them. This story is based a little part on fact but embellished to make it good wanking material. Before I start, look at this short video. They obviously are enjoying it. And Granny for once, is not wanking or sucking off the guy. He is giving her pleasure.
From the time I was seduced by a very horny old lady when I was just 16, I could only get a hard on with older women. At 17 went out with 35-year-old, at 25 went out with 50-year old’s, at my age now, 60, I seek out 70 to 85-year old’s.
My latest lady friend Edna is 78 and I targeted her because she was my ideal type. Quite plump with lovely titties, nice protruding belly, old fashioned permed hair, quite nice looking, minimal make up but well dressed like a typical granny her perfume was wonderful. If you didn’t look, she could almost be invisible.
I like to take coach trips for three or four days to some downtrodden seaside hotel and a month ago I was waiting at the pick-up point and she came walking up, pulling her suitcase.
When the coach arrived, I naturally helped her on and put her suitcase in the luggage hold. Getting on she waved from her seat indicating that I sit with her. With her coat off, she wore a nice jumper with just a hint of cleavage which was nicely wrinkled.
‘Hi, thanks for saving a seat. My name is Ron and yours is?’
‘Edna’, she smiled and we shook hands.
She asked if I had done many of these trips and when I said no, she told me that she lived alone and came on these trips more for the company than the destination. ‘Because at my age, nobody is interested or even wants to have a conversation. At least on these trips we are all old and can enjoy ourselves.’
I fully agreed with her but added ‘I don’t see how you can say no one is interested. Edna, you are my ideal type of elegant lady and If I may be as bold to say so, you are very attractive and I would like to get to know you a lot better’.
‘Oh, you flatterer’. I must be at least 20 years older than you. What’s attractive about me. I’m just a lonely old biddy.’
‘Well that’s where you are dead wrong. Let me tell you why. Now, when I explain I don’t want you to freak out or get upset. Just listen to my story’.
I then went on to explain how our lost my virginity to a much older woman which was wonderful and how when dated girls my own age found then disappointing in many respects and very demanding. And then went on to say how since then, I had always been attracted to older women.
As I was telling her my background as a granny lover, I could see that she was not mocking me or even laughing but looking at me with a keen interest.
‘I must say Ron, that is unusual. Normally men of your age are attracted to younger woman but I don’t see any reason why it shouldn’t be the other way around. After all the wife of the French President is 25 years older than him.
Edna’s life story was sadly very bland. Married at 22, three k**s who now only saw her once in a blue moon and a dead husband.
‘He on reflection, was not inspiring or attentive to my needs when young and I am ashamed to say, that I was unfaithful a couple of times but could never find the right man who really understood my needs, if you get my meaning, Ron. Virtually all of them, like my husband would get on top, have his orgasm, and he didn't care if I did or not, then they would roll over and go to sleep. But somehow, I think you will be very different’.
Not wanting to rush in to find out what her needs were, we both settled down to a quite nap.
My imagination was running riot so when we stopped for a break, I ensured we sat together away from the crowd to continue getting to know each other better.
As it was a nice day, we sat drinking our coffees. Edna was squirming in her seat and I noticed that each time she did so she was slowly pulling up her skirt which was now mid-thigh slightly showing her stocking tops.
Turning to face me she said ‘Ron, your comments about me and now knowing your preference for old ladies, has released something in me which I don’t understand. It’s been 15 years, since anyone has shown the slightest of interest in me and I am liking it very much. Can I kiss you?’
I nodded and placing her full lips on mine I received a lovely simple chaste kiss. I responded very enthusiastically and soon our tongues were exchanging lots of spit. Very gently I put my hand on her thigh and started gently stroking and with an eagerness I was not expecting, she opened them letting me stroke her cunt through her very loose knickers.
Pulling back suddenly Edna was very flushed and apologetic saying she didn’t know what came over her and she had never ever done anything like that before. I replied that I did – she was randy. Our fumbling was over in less than minute but I knew from then on, we were going to have a really horny two days.
Back on the coach, Edna was very happy for me to put my coat over our legs to allow us to explore each other in private. She had the most wonderful fat sloppy hairy cunt and with her legs wide open let me explore it to my heart’s content. And she wasted no time in massaging my dick the way I like it done. Playing with her clit, she must have had at least two orgasms and finally, I came too.
At dinner at the hotel, I was still none the wiser as to what her ‘needs’ were so was determined to find out.
After about half an hour she was still not letting on about her ‘needs’ so I said: Ada, almost all older ladies are sexually repressed and, in my experience, they find it hard to admit to them’.
‘Well Stan if I tell you, you won’t laugh will you, promise me.’
‘Scouts honour Edna’
‘Well, when I was a young girl, maybe 15, I found I used to get a tingle in down there when I wiped my bum. It got to the point that I would deliberately stick my finger up there and masturbate my, vagina or cunt as I really prefer to say’.
Another thing was the fact that after giving birth to the k**s, my bladder muscles weakened. Like lots of old ladies, it can be difficult but I found that I got turned on by actually peeing. In private, well, I love to pee in the garden and sometimes I wear a long skirt when out and deliberately pee.
Finally, is my desire to flash my body, although not very much these days due to my age. But when we were having coffee, I could not resist the urge to show my stocking tops to you – which had the desired effect.
‘Stan, you make me feel things I haven't felt in a long time. I hope I'm not being presumptuous, but I really want to be with you, and I think you want to be with me, too’.
‘You are so very right Edna. Let’s finish up and go upstairs and enjoy ourselves.’
Sitting on the bed, Edna was quiet. I put my arm around her and started necking. Relaxing I placed by hand on her left breast and massaged and caressed the lovely soft tittie. It was begging to be kissed and shown a good time.
Getting impatient, I persuaded Edna to get undressed and I did the same. Before I knew it, she threw three towels on the bed and lay down on top of them.
I looked at her lovely fat flabby belly, fat cellulite crinkled thighs and down to really thick grey-haired cunny. I was really turned on. Without saying a word, I started fingering her warm hairy clit and then felt her piss squirt – fuck me it was so horny. I started to rub it all over and then climbing on her stuck my dick up her now piss lubricated cunt hole.
‘Oh, yes, Stan your cock feels so good inside of me.’
Starting with a gently in and out she piss squired some more and it was no wonder she had no problem when I started ramming it right up her – and not having had sex for so long she was really tight. I looked down to see her eyes were closed and there was a smile on her face.
I started nibbling on her tits and Edna’s body squirms in response and starts moaning. ‘Oh fucking hell, Stan, don’t stop’. I got the impression that she never had her tits sucked during sex.
She was gnawing her bottom lip and her breathing was becoming more erratic. Finally, she said, "Oh, my God," and as she came, she pissed herself and me. She looked at me then, and said, ‘Thank you."
Stan, that was fucking great. Now come, I want to feel all your lovely spunk and then let it dribble down. And as soon as she said that
I unloaded. I must have grunted for about thirty seconds, which really surprised me because I just seemed to shoot spunk forever.
‘Ken, I have never had an orgasm like that ever’.
"Then you've been with anyone who really appreciated you,’ I said.
‘Did you enjoy it Ken, even when I pissed on you? Sorry about that, I just can’t help it’.
Edna, it really turned me on – I’m looking forward to finding more about your piss kink’
‘Oh goody’, she replied, smiling. But before letting her show me her piss kinks, I had to have my cock up her shit hole.
After dinner she suggested we go to bed early, ‘so you can push more than a finger up my bottom’.
We started slowly with gentle kisses, mutual fondling and fingering which as usual got her nice and wet. I think that this mutual fondling was what I really liked about Edna. At heart she was a romantic and I really liked her for it. Also, it was nice because at my age it took quite a lot of stimulation to get me hard.
So, with my fingers nicely lubricated I started playing with lovely crinkly fat arse sticking one and then two fingers up her shit hole. And to my surprise yet again, she started fingering my butt hole.
‘Oh Ron, this is so nice – now that your dickie is nice and hard, I want you go all the way up my bum’.
Getting up she put two pillows in the middle of the bed and laid down on them which pushed her lovely hairy arse up in a classic, fuck me position.
Starting slowly, I kissed her lovely fat flabby arse cheeks finishing up with my tongue up her hole. Pulling her cheeks apart Edna said, ‘You’re driving my wild, Ken, fuck it please’.
Running my hand over her wet cunny and mixing it with my pre-cum I gently lubricated her hairy arse hole.
As I pushed my now very sticky fingers into her, Edna moaned. ‘Come on Ron, what’s keeping you? Put that cock of yours all the way up.
With one inch of my dick in her shitter; she said ‘that’s great. Push more, push.’ And with that she pushed her arse into my cock right down into her own bowels. ‘Oh, that's it. Oh, oh yes, yes.’
‘Your arsehole is so good, Edna. Are you alright, are you okay?’
‘More than okay, oh more. I'm having orgasms, little orgasms everywhere’
I could feel every centimetre of her rectum stretch to take my dick. It was heaven. I lost it and started driving in hard and fast, hanging on to Edna’s old, tapered hips and jamming my dick deep into her ancient arsehole.
It was so horny watching little bud stretch around my cock, milking it for cum. The she whispered ‘I'm cumming. Oh, oh oh, it's big, bigger, ohhhh . . ." and she trailed off to silence and felt my cum beginning to release from deep inside me.
‘Here, it comes Edna honey right up your lovely shit hole’.
Afterwards having a relaxing cup of tea Edna remarked ‘that worked out nicely for both of us don’t you think, Ron’.
We must have fucked our brains out over two days and to be honest were knackered. Edna gave a chaste peck on my cheek when we left the coach, and said to come around to hers next Saturday for some piss fun.
Part 2 to follow
This is fiction: old women (my preferred ages are between 70 and 85) do not really believe that a young, middle aged or even a guy like me at 60 man could be attracted to them. But as we all know, granny lovers are. But a lot of them find it hard to meet and actually fuck them. This story is based a little part on fact but embellished to make it good wanking material. Before I start, look at this short video. They obviously are enjoying it. And Granny for once, is not wanking or sucking off the guy. He is giving her pleasure.
From the time I was seduced by a very horny old lady when I was just 16, I could only get a hard on with older women. At 17 went out with 35-year-old, at 25 went out with 50-year old’s, at my age now, 60, I seek out 70 to 85-year old’s.
My latest lady friend Edna is 78 and I targeted her because she was my ideal type. Quite plump with lovely titties, nice protruding belly, old fashioned permed hair, quite nice looking, minimal make up but well dressed like a typical granny her perfume was wonderful. If you didn’t look, she could almost be invisible.
I like to take coach trips for three or four days to some downtrodden seaside hotel and a month ago I was waiting at the pick-up point and she came walking up, pulling her suitcase.
When the coach arrived, I naturally helped her on and put her suitcase in the luggage hold. Getting on she waved from her seat indicating that I sit with her. With her coat off, she wore a nice jumper with just a hint of cleavage which was nicely wrinkled.
‘Hi, thanks for saving a seat. My name is Ron and yours is?’
‘Edna’, she smiled and we shook hands.
She asked if I had done many of these trips and when I said no, she told me that she lived alone and came on these trips more for the company than the destination. ‘Because at my age, nobody is interested or even wants to have a conversation. At least on these trips we are all old and can enjoy ourselves.’
I fully agreed with her but added ‘I don’t see how you can say no one is interested. Edna, you are my ideal type of elegant lady and If I may be as bold to say so, you are very attractive and I would like to get to know you a lot better’.
‘Oh, you flatterer’. I must be at least 20 years older than you. What’s attractive about me. I’m just a lonely old biddy.’
‘Well that’s where you are dead wrong. Let me tell you why. Now, when I explain I don’t want you to freak out or get upset. Just listen to my story’.
I then went on to explain how our lost my virginity to a much older woman which was wonderful and how when dated girls my own age found then disappointing in many respects and very demanding. And then went on to say how since then, I had always been attracted to older women.
As I was telling her my background as a granny lover, I could see that she was not mocking me or even laughing but looking at me with a keen interest.
‘I must say Ron, that is unusual. Normally men of your age are attracted to younger woman but I don’t see any reason why it shouldn’t be the other way around. After all the wife of the French President is 25 years older than him.
Edna’s life story was sadly very bland. Married at 22, three k**s who now only saw her once in a blue moon and a dead husband.
‘He on reflection, was not inspiring or attentive to my needs when young and I am ashamed to say, that I was unfaithful a couple of times but could never find the right man who really understood my needs, if you get my meaning, Ron. Virtually all of them, like my husband would get on top, have his orgasm, and he didn't care if I did or not, then they would roll over and go to sleep. But somehow, I think you will be very different’.
Not wanting to rush in to find out what her needs were, we both settled down to a quite nap.
My imagination was running riot so when we stopped for a break, I ensured we sat together away from the crowd to continue getting to know each other better.
As it was a nice day, we sat drinking our coffees. Edna was squirming in her seat and I noticed that each time she did so she was slowly pulling up her skirt which was now mid-thigh slightly showing her stocking tops.
Turning to face me she said ‘Ron, your comments about me and now knowing your preference for old ladies, has released something in me which I don’t understand. It’s been 15 years, since anyone has shown the slightest of interest in me and I am liking it very much. Can I kiss you?’
I nodded and placing her full lips on mine I received a lovely simple chaste kiss. I responded very enthusiastically and soon our tongues were exchanging lots of spit. Very gently I put my hand on her thigh and started gently stroking and with an eagerness I was not expecting, she opened them letting me stroke her cunt through her very loose knickers.
Pulling back suddenly Edna was very flushed and apologetic saying she didn’t know what came over her and she had never ever done anything like that before. I replied that I did – she was randy. Our fumbling was over in less than minute but I knew from then on, we were going to have a really horny two days.
Back on the coach, Edna was very happy for me to put my coat over our legs to allow us to explore each other in private. She had the most wonderful fat sloppy hairy cunt and with her legs wide open let me explore it to my heart’s content. And she wasted no time in massaging my dick the way I like it done. Playing with her clit, she must have had at least two orgasms and finally, I came too.
At dinner at the hotel, I was still none the wiser as to what her ‘needs’ were so was determined to find out.
After about half an hour she was still not letting on about her ‘needs’ so I said: Ada, almost all older ladies are sexually repressed and, in my experience, they find it hard to admit to them’.
‘Well Stan if I tell you, you won’t laugh will you, promise me.’
‘Scouts honour Edna’
‘Well, when I was a young girl, maybe 15, I found I used to get a tingle in down there when I wiped my bum. It got to the point that I would deliberately stick my finger up there and masturbate my, vagina or cunt as I really prefer to say’.
Another thing was the fact that after giving birth to the k**s, my bladder muscles weakened. Like lots of old ladies, it can be difficult but I found that I got turned on by actually peeing. In private, well, I love to pee in the garden and sometimes I wear a long skirt when out and deliberately pee.
Finally, is my desire to flash my body, although not very much these days due to my age. But when we were having coffee, I could not resist the urge to show my stocking tops to you – which had the desired effect.
‘Stan, you make me feel things I haven't felt in a long time. I hope I'm not being presumptuous, but I really want to be with you, and I think you want to be with me, too’.
‘You are so very right Edna. Let’s finish up and go upstairs and enjoy ourselves.’
Sitting on the bed, Edna was quiet. I put my arm around her and started necking. Relaxing I placed by hand on her left breast and massaged and caressed the lovely soft tittie. It was begging to be kissed and shown a good time.
Getting impatient, I persuaded Edna to get undressed and I did the same. Before I knew it, she threw three towels on the bed and lay down on top of them.
I looked at her lovely fat flabby belly, fat cellulite crinkled thighs and down to really thick grey-haired cunny. I was really turned on. Without saying a word, I started fingering her warm hairy clit and then felt her piss squirt – fuck me it was so horny. I started to rub it all over and then climbing on her stuck my dick up her now piss lubricated cunt hole.
‘Oh, yes, Stan your cock feels so good inside of me.’
Starting with a gently in and out she piss squired some more and it was no wonder she had no problem when I started ramming it right up her – and not having had sex for so long she was really tight. I looked down to see her eyes were closed and there was a smile on her face.
I started nibbling on her tits and Edna’s body squirms in response and starts moaning. ‘Oh fucking hell, Stan, don’t stop’. I got the impression that she never had her tits sucked during sex.
She was gnawing her bottom lip and her breathing was becoming more erratic. Finally, she said, "Oh, my God," and as she came, she pissed herself and me. She looked at me then, and said, ‘Thank you."
Stan, that was fucking great. Now come, I want to feel all your lovely spunk and then let it dribble down. And as soon as she said that
I unloaded. I must have grunted for about thirty seconds, which really surprised me because I just seemed to shoot spunk forever.
‘Ken, I have never had an orgasm like that ever’.
"Then you've been with anyone who really appreciated you,’ I said.
‘Did you enjoy it Ken, even when I pissed on you? Sorry about that, I just can’t help it’.
Edna, it really turned me on – I’m looking forward to finding more about your piss kink’
‘Oh goody’, she replied, smiling. But before letting her show me her piss kinks, I had to have my cock up her shit hole.
After dinner she suggested we go to bed early, ‘so you can push more than a finger up my bottom’.
We started slowly with gentle kisses, mutual fondling and fingering which as usual got her nice and wet. I think that this mutual fondling was what I really liked about Edna. At heart she was a romantic and I really liked her for it. Also, it was nice because at my age it took quite a lot of stimulation to get me hard.
So, with my fingers nicely lubricated I started playing with lovely crinkly fat arse sticking one and then two fingers up her shit hole. And to my surprise yet again, she started fingering my butt hole.
‘Oh Ron, this is so nice – now that your dickie is nice and hard, I want you go all the way up my bum’.
Getting up she put two pillows in the middle of the bed and laid down on them which pushed her lovely hairy arse up in a classic, fuck me position.
Starting slowly, I kissed her lovely fat flabby arse cheeks finishing up with my tongue up her hole. Pulling her cheeks apart Edna said, ‘You’re driving my wild, Ken, fuck it please’.
Running my hand over her wet cunny and mixing it with my pre-cum I gently lubricated her hairy arse hole.
As I pushed my now very sticky fingers into her, Edna moaned. ‘Come on Ron, what’s keeping you? Put that cock of yours all the way up.
With one inch of my dick in her shitter; she said ‘that’s great. Push more, push.’ And with that she pushed her arse into my cock right down into her own bowels. ‘Oh, that's it. Oh, oh yes, yes.’
‘Your arsehole is so good, Edna. Are you alright, are you okay?’
‘More than okay, oh more. I'm having orgasms, little orgasms everywhere’
I could feel every centimetre of her rectum stretch to take my dick. It was heaven. I lost it and started driving in hard and fast, hanging on to Edna’s old, tapered hips and jamming my dick deep into her ancient arsehole.
It was so horny watching little bud stretch around my cock, milking it for cum. The she whispered ‘I'm cumming. Oh, oh oh, it's big, bigger, ohhhh . . ." and she trailed off to silence and felt my cum beginning to release from deep inside me.
‘Here, it comes Edna honey right up your lovely shit hole’.
Afterwards having a relaxing cup of tea Edna remarked ‘that worked out nicely for both of us don’t you think, Ron’.
We must have fucked our brains out over two days and to be honest were knackered. Edna gave a chaste peck on my cheek when we left the coach, and said to come around to hers next Saturday for some piss fun.
Part 2 to follow
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