Mathis the Mountain Man
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Hasn’t it been hot lately, overwhelming sometimes. You sweat as soon as you move, or even more I sweat under my saggy tits, I have to keep lifting then and stroking away the sweat under there. Sometimes I just cup them and sometimes I hold my nipple and pull one up at a time. Mind you sometimes my nipple is slippery and pulls out of my finger and my breast falls down back onto my chest with its usual wobble. All this of course puts little thought in my head about how nice it would feel if I just slipped my fingers down below to my hairy vagina. I always sleep naked anyway so when I come off here I just slip straight into bed.
But just thinking about going on here in my other room, before bed, makes me get little ‘tingles’ down there. As I sat on my chair here at my computer I looked down at my naked body, already quite sweaty, lifted my right tit to ease some sweat under there, then looked down the middle as my tits separated and fell down each side of my ribs, to the hairs covering my vagina and then on to my old fat soft thighs to my knees where upon my gaze hit the floor. Good job my varrucous veins don’t show up in my pictures I thought as my gaze moved back to my hairy mound. I could see light between them and globules of sweat; I stroked the sweat away.
I went to a folder that I call my ‘admirers’; people, but mostly men who have sent me messages and photos of themselves and always with their cocks out, hard and in various stages of wetness. I love it, I love cocks, but most especially I love sperm or cum, my imagination runs wild and I think mostly about being taken, about being dominated by these men and their powerful ‘weapons’. I sit their and become aware my thighs have spread and I think about what they must have been thinking about as they stroke their cocks looking at me as they do. This makes me so horny that I am compelled to put my hand to my hairy mound, as if I have no will, and press hard around it. I often start a session off looking at my friends bodies and usually end with very enthusiastic pounding of my by now sloppy mushy oozing cunt area, with juices running down my thighs. This is what my admirers section does to me.
But a folder within this folder is where they are stroking with me in the picture, I think these are called monitor pictures, or even best of all pictures with they’re cum all over me in pictures. Me, just laying there, in their in their world covered in their slimy man spunk.
And as for their disgusting, dirty comments about their lust for me and what they’d do to me, I collect all these and imagine it happening to old saggy me. I absolutely love it; the dirty bastards, rough hands all over me taking me, maybe two, three, four or more at a time and me just laying there all spread and open covered in cum with a sore slack cunt from hours of being pounded by cocks of all shapes and sizes, cum just oozing out but so, so relaxed and warm afterwards.
You can probably tell I’ve orgasmed now and am back to real life, in my normal world in my suburban street in my normal clothes albeit with no bra and knickers, but you already know I never wear them, except knickers when I visit someone or I have visitors. You also know I like long flowing airy dresses so I can breathe and move naturally underneath, with nothing but the dress material on my skin. I know I wobble, and my tits sway, but that’s only natural and besides I’m old and I think no one really cares. I love the sense of freedom within me this brings, even if my sensitive nipples do remain hard for long periods of from rubbing on the inside of the material!
But just thinking about going on here in my other room, before bed, makes me get little ‘tingles’ down there. As I sat on my chair here at my computer I looked down at my naked body, already quite sweaty, lifted my right tit to ease some sweat under there, then looked down the middle as my tits separated and fell down each side of my ribs, to the hairs covering my vagina and then on to my old fat soft thighs to my knees where upon my gaze hit the floor. Good job my varrucous veins don’t show up in my pictures I thought as my gaze moved back to my hairy mound. I could see light between them and globules of sweat; I stroked the sweat away.
I went to a folder that I call my ‘admirers’; people, but mostly men who have sent me messages and photos of themselves and always with their cocks out, hard and in various stages of wetness. I love it, I love cocks, but most especially I love sperm or cum, my imagination runs wild and I think mostly about being taken, about being dominated by these men and their powerful ‘weapons’. I sit their and become aware my thighs have spread and I think about what they must have been thinking about as they stroke their cocks looking at me as they do. This makes me so horny that I am compelled to put my hand to my hairy mound, as if I have no will, and press hard around it. I often start a session off looking at my friends bodies and usually end with very enthusiastic pounding of my by now sloppy mushy oozing cunt area, with juices running down my thighs. This is what my admirers section does to me.
But a folder within this folder is where they are stroking with me in the picture, I think these are called monitor pictures, or even best of all pictures with they’re cum all over me in pictures. Me, just laying there, in their in their world covered in their slimy man spunk.
And as for their disgusting, dirty comments about their lust for me and what they’d do to me, I collect all these and imagine it happening to old saggy me. I absolutely love it; the dirty bastards, rough hands all over me taking me, maybe two, three, four or more at a time and me just laying there all spread and open covered in cum with a sore slack cunt from hours of being pounded by cocks of all shapes and sizes, cum just oozing out but so, so relaxed and warm afterwards.
You can probably tell I’ve orgasmed now and am back to real life, in my normal world in my suburban street in my normal clothes albeit with no bra and knickers, but you already know I never wear them, except knickers when I visit someone or I have visitors. You also know I like long flowing airy dresses so I can breathe and move naturally underneath, with nothing but the dress material on my skin. I know I wobble, and my tits sway, but that’s only natural and besides I’m old and I think no one really cares. I love the sense of freedom within me this brings, even if my sensitive nipples do remain hard for long periods of from rubbing on the inside of the material!
Nanette
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