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The Grey Nomad
I met Sylvia and George through a mutual friend - The Kat - in her far northern Australian city as they were travelling around Australia. As a retired couple , they were doing what thousands of other retired couples do. They buy a 4WD and caravan or a large camper van ( Winnebago) and set off for a protracted period of time driving around this vast country. We refer to them as Grey Nomads.
I’d known for a long time there was strong undercurrent of senior sexual activity within this group, often only discovered after they got on the road and met similar couples in the camping grounds around the country. With time on their hands and being very relaxed, attitudes of a lifetime can be changed and often do. In fact there is one very remote location in the north where like minded couples gather every year for weeks or months and do nothing but enjoy the sun, fishing and each other but this story is not about that place.
Sylvia is a very attractive mature woman of medium height with a full figure as expected of a mother and grandmother but still trim. Her waist is thickened but she is not fat and full strong legs and a great set of tits with just a little sag but her most striking feature is her full head of silver grey hair which stretches to her waist. She usually wears it in a long plait but she also piles it up on her head too and with a smile to melt butter and her smooth tanned skin she is ‘sex on legs’.
I’ve had the distinct pleasure of fucking her and she is very enthusiastic in that regard. I’ll let her tell her story: Lew
George and I are a very normal couple for our age - married for 40 years this year and living our dream like so many others we meet on the road. Retired after having enjoyed a very conservative life together raising three k**s and 5 grand c***dren all who have encouraged us to go travelling for a few years.
We rented out our home in Sydney 10 months ago and headed north along the coast towards the sun. We’ve driven inland on a few occasions to supplement our income with some fruit picking work which is available to us oldies - always good fun and keeps us fit and healthy.
We now find ourselves in this northern city camped on a beach with plenty of other campers and I can reflect on the past six months in particular where my eyes ( and lots else) have been opened to a fun world within our retired community. I met Lew through his very sexy friend Kat and that’s a story in itself but I’m just telling one small part of the past six months here - if it’s well received, I’ll write more. George and I are familiar with “xhamster’ as its been part of our life since leaving home and certainly helped in leading us down the track we’ve taken. I love writing and since Lew encouraged me to put my adventures on paper, here we are.
George is eight years older than I am and we married when I was 22. As a teenager raised through the late sixties and seventies, I had a broad and interesting sexual upbringing with fairly open parents who didn’t place too many restrictions on me so I knew my way around sex from the age of fifteen - took care thanks to mum and fucked my way into my twenties as most other girls and guys of that era did. Not much I hadn’t experienced and enjoyed most of it. However when I met George and married him pretty quickly, he became my ‘one and only’ - a very experienced and wonderful lover who has kept me very satisfied to this day and I still love him to bits as he is also my best friend - never had a secret between us.
Sadly, about ten years ago George developed that ‘man’s problem’ with his prostrate and eventually had to have the operation which rendered him impotent so we haven’t had a fuck in about four years. This was difficult to manage for both of us as we had enjoyed a pretty active sex life right up till then. In fact after the k**s left home from about 45 onwards, we increased our sexual activity. Hence we discussed the situation together with George knowing my enthusiasm for a good fuck. He still had the desire as well, just not the ability. Thus he became an expert with his tongue and fingers and a few toys we bought and with sites like ‘xhamster’ we settled into a reasonably satisfying sexual habit.
Even though neither of us ever strayed from our marriage. We had both agreed that, if we had ever felt the need to do so then we only need tell each other and accept the dalliance. Over the past four years George had offered regularly to let me fuck someone else and used that thought to arouse me often as he manipulated me to an orgasm. I never succumbed and really didn’t feel the need as I was pretty satisfied with what George was able to do. I did however fantasise occasionally of having a nice hard pulsating cock in me but it was just that - the feelings would come and go.
Thus it was about six months ago, that we found ourselves camped in a remote location on a beach in the tropics with just one other van about 100 metres along the beach from us and hidden from view by the lush tropical growth which grew right down to the waters edge. We naturally went along to introduce ourselves as we thought, correctly, that we’d be neighbours for at least a few days.
A seemingly nice couple, Marg was about my age and fairly heavily made up with died blonde hair and a bit over-dressed, I thought, for camping out. Spoke with a bit of a superior aire and very proper English. Not really my type and couldn’t warm to her but pleasant enough. Her husband Ted was quite the opposite. A tall rangy guy with grey hair cut very short, he had a lazy Aussie accent and a great sense of humour. Dressed in a pair of board shorts, I took to him straight away as did George. His only interest seemed to be fishing and he promised George they’d go together some day.
As was my habit I liked to walk and swim as much as possible and usually did in the early morning. George just liked to rise and make a cuppa and sit and watch the world go by. Thus it was that I would walk the half kilometre to the rocks at the end of the beach and swim each morning. Since there was no one else around I skinny -dipped and rarely if ever wore knickers whether I had on shorts or a skirt - just didn’t seem necessary. I was also a bit of an exhibitionist I guess as I never cared if anyone saw me - knickerless or naked - since we’d started travelling. Part of the relaxation I assume.
About the second or third morning there, I had walked to the rocks and stripped leaving my clothes on the beach and was lazily swimming back and forth when I saw Ted coming along the beach with his fishing rod. I called good morning to him and invited him to join me in the water.
“I’d love to Syl” he responded, “ but I’ve not got my trunks on”
“Nor have I” I laughed back, “don’t worry. We haven’t got any thing that we not seen before”
I had no care or thought about being naked in the water with this man as I watched his strip from 50 metres away. I remember thinking ‘ I wonder if he uses that nice cock on Marg as often as he should’ as I peeked a perve on a rather nice long thin hanging appendage.
He dived in and swam over to me and swam past into deeper water. I paddled out to him and found I couldn’t stand so I reached out and supported myself holding onto his shoulder. He didn’t mind and it was entirely innocent. We started to chat and laughed about us being naked in each others company.
George said “ bit new to me really since Marg isn’t much interested in that sort of thing any more - only happens on special occasions now” he explained “ consequence of getting old I guess”
I was a bit taken aback at his frankness but I felt for him as I knew he was a year younger than me and too young to shut up the sexual shop.
“Sorry to hear that Ted” I sympathised. “ I’m in the same boat but its not for want of trying. George has had the prostrate problem and as much as he’d love to be active, it just doesn’t happen. Haven’t enjoyed a man in real terms for about four years but George is magic with other ways”
Ted turned and reached out to hug me “ you poor girl - nothing for four years? You must be hanging out for it”
“Sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t - comes and goes and I just tell George when I’m in need and he puts a smile on my face” I explained.
By now I had my arm right around Ted’s neck and the water was up to our necks. My right leg was wrapped around him for support and my left leg was close enough to feel his cock under water. He had an arm around my waist.
“ I’m so sorry Syl. You are so nice and such fun. I’d love to offer to help but I know you are devoted to George” he pined.
I looked into his eyes and just pulled his head to me and I kissed him fully with my mouth open and very passionately. I reached down with my left hand and took his now half hard cock in my hand.
“ George has never put any restrictions on me enjoying another man and in fact encourages it. Though I’ve never been inclined - just the circumstances have been there but I happen to be in one of my horny periods now. What about you and Marg?” I queried as I stroked his now stiffening penis.
“ She wouldn’t know and may not care but I’ve never tested her. She certainly wouldn’t be watching us now as she never surfaces until late” he enthused as his cock grew in my hand.
Ted reached down and parted my fanny lips. I was running wet though you wouldn’t know as the water washes all lube away - I knew that from years of fucking George in our pool at home. Still his fingers were working magic on my pussy as they found my clit and massaged it. I buried my head in his shoulder and had a small orgasm actually biting his neck as I did then releasing a loud groan.
“ I’ve just cum, you darling man” I explained as I kissed him again fully on the lips with my tongue pushing deeply into him.
I had wrapped both legs around him now and leaned back as he used one hand to guide his cock into my pussy. I reached down and parted my fanny lips to give him better access then I felt the hard head push between my parted lips.
“Are you sure of this?” he asked concerned.
“Never been more ready but there’s not much lube there. Push slowly or it may hurt” I explained.
He did just that and eventually he was buried deep in my cunt. His cock quite long - longer than I remember Georges and the head was tickling my cervix. I grabbed his close to me and asked him not to move.
“Please don’t move” I moaned, “I’ve not felt this in a long time and I can feel every vein and pulse as the blood pumps through your cock. It is so wonderful. Oh ! I hope you can fuck me every day while I’m here” I gasped excitedly.
“What about George” Ted wondered.
“ He won’t mind at all - will probably encourage it and may watch if you can perform with an audience” I laughed.
“Never done that but there’s always a first time”
We tried moving but with the lack of lube it was quite sore, so I said,
“let’s get out and do this on the beach”
“ What if someone sees us?” he asked alarmed
“Who” I responded
“yeah, I see what you mean” he laughed.
We swam and walked to the beach and holding hands, I took him to the rocks at beach end near my clothes. Bending forward supporting myself on the rocks, I presented my broad arse to him.
“how’s the juices now?” he asked as he ran a couple of fingers into my open fanny lips.
“Getting there, I think, but maybe you can help”
Before I could say anymore, he was on his knees behind me and pushed his face into my open pussy. I could feel his tongue open me up and tease my clit as his nose pushed hard into my tight little anus. Now there’s another possibility I wickedly thought to myself. Ted was spitting saliva into my cunt and lubing me nicely.
“I’ll come again if you don’t stop - why don’t you fuck me now - I know I’m wet enough’ I urged.
He stood and rubbed his cock head up and down my fanny twice then just pushed it in easily, not stopping until he was balls deep with them slapping against my clit. So -so delicious - my first hard cock in years in such an erotic surrounding - on a beach in public where we could and I wished we could be seen. It added such a naughty edge to the fuck.
Ted stroked in and out and I just started cumming, gasping for breath and each orgasmic wave washed over me and moaning so loudly.
“Fuck me Ted , fuck me hard” I called over and over again and again. I could feel every nodule on his penis and the blood was pulsing back and forth. I felt like the best fuck ever but probably the circumstances prompted that thought. I don’t know how long it lasted but as I felt him stiffening and filling with blood even more I knew I was about to feel the first blast of hot male spunk in me in over four years.
“Do you mind if I fill you” I suddenly heard him ask.
“Don’t be such a fucking gentleman - just pump your spunk into me you gorgeous old fucker”
And he did - pulse after pulse probably half a dozen times I felt the warm rush of juices flooding my cunt.
I collapsed forward resting my head in my arms with my bum still stuck lewdly in the air and Ted still buried in me.
“Fuck that was good thanks mate “ I enthused
“pretty nice from my end too ma’am” he laughed as his cock slowly subsided and he withdrew easily.
“Jesus, I’m bloody sensitive after all that” he explained, “but don’t worry, I’ll be up for another when you are ready.”
I turned and kissed him hard and passionately, the only way I knew to kiss. I invited him to come by whenever he could and he suggested he may be able to sneak away while Marg was “having her afternoon nap - we could have a matinee session ourselves”
He pulled his shorts on and picked up his rod to walk back home, “best catch I’ve ever made” he chuckled.
I picked up my clothes and started walking naked back along the beach.
“Aren’t you dressing?” he queried alarmingly.
“What for” I asked, “Marg’s not up is she? George won’t mind and he’ll love to see your juice running down my leg” - and I winked.
“ you really are a gorgeous old slut aren’t you” he enthused
“hope so” I replied, then walked back to our camper.
George was sitting under the annex enjoying his cup of tea with a big grin on his face. I knew that he knew but I still walked up to his chair and put a leg up on the arm. My cunt lips were hanging open with the inner lips hanging below the outer ones and juice slowly oozing out down my leg.
“Guess what” I chortled as George reached out to run a finger up and down my cunt . He stuck it in then brought it back to his lips.
“First time I’ve tasted someone else’s “ he slurped. “I saw it all lover. Just wandered out on the beach as you were coming out of the water and watched the whole lot. Twenty minutes he lasted - bloody good for an old bloke. How did you go? - plenty of nice big O’s “ he laughed as he came over to kiss me. “Very arousing”
I sat down and gave him a blow by blow description which got him really going so he had to come over and give me a serious licking that
set me off again.
“ He’s coming over this afternoon - hope I’ve got some energy back by then” I mused.
And so it started
It was a week of incredible regular sex.
Each morning I’d go along the beach and we would fuck as we had on the first day or I’d take a towel and do him missionary or cowgirl. George always watched through his binoculars though he didn’t need to. Ted came to the camper a couple of mornings right on sunrise with his wonderful ‘morning woody’ and George would dutifully get out of bed and let Ted slip into bed and me. Ted wasn’t shy he found out and quite liked George directing proceeding sometimes. A couple of times during the day when Marg had taken their car to town to shop or have her hair done we would go to their van and fuck in their bed or under their awning.
I was amazed at Ted’s stamina as he was able during that week to fuck me a couple of times a day with a few hours in between. Didn’t always produce my spunk and sometimes none but still had a satisfying cum he said. He explained “ thank goodness for these little brown pills - not blue like Viagra but Cialis - last longer than Viagra - about three days one is good for and work a treat but give me awful heartburn. Worth it though”.
I agreed as they seemed to keep him going strong during our week of passion. With George as master of ceremonies, I went right back to my pre-marriage days and started to try some old tricks. Different positions mainly but also I’d enjoyed a bit of anal so we tried that and I enjoyed it again but it could be painful and was done to give Ted a pleasant change. However the most interesting aspect was how George reacted. When he realised Ted didn’t mind being watched, he got a bit braver and started to hold Ted’s cock as he placed it in me and then stroked it to hardness a few times. I asked him one night if he enjoyed and he admitted that he got quite aroused watching it and feeling it So I encouraged him to go with his feelings. Thus one day as he was stroking Ted’s cock to hardness so he could fuck me, I gently pushed his head down on it. Ted didn’t object and George took one look at me and dropped his head willingly over Ted’s cock. That really turned me on and I came watching my husband of forty years give another man a blow job. He didn’t let Ted cum in his mouth only because he knew I loved that so much that I wanted the pleasure. Besides he could always savour the taste by sharing with me or licking from my pussy. Ted actually offered to fuck him in the arse and I encouraged it but he couldn’t come at it then.
So our week of sex wore on and none of us knew how much longer we could keep it up. I’d had so many orgasms that I just slept most of the time and I think Ted did too but he had to keep his weariness from Marg who he was sure wouldn’t approve.
We had decided that we needed to move on despite the fun we were having and I was wondering how in such a short time I could change to becoming what seemed like a full blown slut. Surely I would revert to a well behaved wife after this special week was over We all decided on a rest day before we headed off on the road. Then on our last day George and I invited ourselves over to Ted and Marg’s van with a bottle of wine for afternoon tea. Previous days at this time I would probably have had Ted’s cock up me somewhere but we’d agreed to give it a rest. George just had shorts on and I wore a short skirt without knickers and braless under a t-shirt. I wasn’t dressed any differently to usual so thought nothing of it. We all settled into our chairs under their annex and got into chatting and drinking and it became obvious that after a couple of glasses, Marg changed a bit as she got loud and a suggestive. She started to laugh a lot and told us Ted hadn’t ‘rutted” he for ages because he couldn’t get it up. Ted protested and suggested that Marg wasn’t interested. I intervened and suggested they obviously need to talk a lot more a George and I did and told them about George’s problem. Marg was giggling and said to Ted that he could have her whenever he wanted. Then she got up and went inside for more wine. She seemed to take awhile and when she got back with the wine we were all taken aback. She’d changed. She’d put on a short robe and high heel pumps that accentuated her creamy white muscular legs. She had a bit more weight than me but a good figure still for a fifty eight year old.
“If Sylvia here can flash her fanny at us all as she’s been doing all afternoon then so can I” she joked. I was a bit embarrassed as I’d not realised all could see up my skirt but I suppose it was obvious. Marg seemed not miffed and in fact remarked, “it’s quite a nice little minge being all bare and puffy”
“I need it bare Marg” I explained “because the only thing George can do is lick it a lot so I make it as nice for him as possible”
“Really George” Marg queried, “do you like that or are you forced into it”
“I really enjoy eating out a nice fanny Marg, especially when I can make the lady cum “ he boasted proudly.
“Lucky girl Sylvia” she whinged, “ Ted wont go near me with his tongue and I loved it so much when he did”
“Not true” complained Ted. “you’ve not shown any interest for years “
“I’m sure Ted is very good” I encouraged, knowing full well he loved my fanny and had licked it to orgasm each day this week.
“Sylvia” Marg queried, “haven’t you had a screw for over four years”
“No Marg”, I lied, “but its ok because George looks after me in other ways”
Then Marg floored us all by suggesting that if Ted reckoned he was still interested in sex and could get it up “which I doubt” she said, then why doesn’t he “fuck Sylvia if George doesn’t mind”
We all looked at each other and laughed shyly but three of us knowing what had ben going on all week.
“Go no Sylvia” she insisted. “get him hard if you like and see if he can fuck you as he boasts. I don’t mind as I’d love to see the pretty little fanny of yours in action around my husbands cock”
I wasted no more time and went over and knelt in front of Ted and started to suck his lovely cock that I’d had in me all week in every hole. He didn’t take long to stiffen up but what really surprised all of us was what Marg did as I was in action on her husband. As I knelt on the ground in front of Ted I felt my skirt being lifted and a finger start to stroke my fanny lips. Gently at first then more forcefully as two fingers were forced into me and straight onto my g-spot with a thumb on my clit. Marg was an expert obviously and we all looked at her quite dumbfounded.
“What you all staring at” she smiled “ I enjoy a pussy as much as you blokes do. Never told Ted, never had to as he didn’t seem interested but there are always nice girls around who enjoy a bit of female company from time to time. I discovered the hairdresser in town here is very friendly that’s why I’ve been twice this week. So Ted if you cant satisfy me then others will”.
This spurred Ted into action. He stood with my mouth still on his cock and grabbed me off the floor. He turned me around, bent me over the table and just almost brutally rammed his hard-on right up my already well-fucked cunt. Just as well I was well lubed up (by Marg thankfully).
Poor George seemed confused as to what to do but Marg solved his dilemma.
“George, come over here with that well used mouth of yours” she demanded. “ if you are as good as Syl says the satisfy me - its not too difficult I can promise. You can show Ted how its done but he seems to be doing a pretty good job on Syl , eh!”
I looked across the table with Ted’s lovely long cock just sliding firmly in and out of me and my cunt must have been dribbling juice. I couldn’t help but get wet as Marg sat back in her chair and threw a leg over each arm exposing quite a gaping fanny to the world - or certainly us. My wonderful George just dived right in and soon had his fist and tongue working overtime on Margs open sloppy cunt. I could hear the sloppiness of it over her genuine moans of satisfaction. She was instructing him where to put his tongue and fingers including playing with her tight little brown bum hole.
“Haven’t had a prick in there for years” she moaned, “Ted doesn’t like bums apparently.”
Not true I thought - there’s some serious communication problems here.
I was approaching my second orgasm when I felt Ted stiffen and prepare to shoot his bolt.
“Fill me up Teddy darling” I yelled so Marg would hear.
“Jesus Ted” she screeched “ how come you don’t have a nice load of cream for me when I want it”. Ted remained silent and grunted as he emptied his fluid into my very willing cunt.
“Stay where you are Syl” Marg demanded. She’d already cum a couple of times and just pushed George off her and jumped up, running around the table to crouch behind me and push her face right into my open pussy and started licking me out ravenously.
“ I love the body juices so much, blokes or shielas, makes no difference. They turn me on fierce” she mumbled into my fanny.
“She was good, very good but I’d had enough orgasms for the day, so let her take her fill.
After she’d cleaned me out and licked her lips and fingers, she just sat back in a chair and almost seemed to pass out. She was certainly hammered.
I suggested to both George and Ted that I thought it was time to leave and we’d probably caused Ted enough heartache for the day. He agreed but said he’d not seen Marg like this for years and forgotten how slutty she could be.
We left and slept the sleep of the dead we were so buggered. Since we had an early start we were up at sunrise and after preparing for the road we popped over to Ted and Marg’s to say good bye and hope they were alright. Ted came out of their van completely naked. I took one look and said “ you look fucked darling”
He laughed, “ you two sure started something. As she started to sober up she just wanted to fuck and I really didn’t have it in me but I did what I could with tongue, fingers and toys. We had a great chat and sorted out lots. I think we are going to be a renewed couple from now on but she still wants her fun with the girls but I can fuck around too as long as I tell her. Oh! By the way she still doesn’t know I’ve been fucking you all week - lets keep it that way”
I promised and kissed him passionately and stepped into the van to say cheerio to Marg who was still in bed and hardly awake. Her eyes livened up when she saw me “ Honey, come here and give me a kiss”
I obeyed and stepped over to the bedside and leaned over. One of her hands went straight between my legs and buried two fingers in my cunt. I just let it happen and kissed her using lots of tongue and she wriggled her fingers in my fanny - not very arousing but nice.
“You’re still wet Syl “ she said.
“Marg, I’m always wet nowadays” as I kissed and said goodbye.
“I hope we meet on the road again soon” she almost cried.
Ted and I left and moved on. Now six months later we have caught up with Ted and Marg in a van park on the beach near this large coastal city and it doesn’t have the privacy of our first meeting place. However we have already been together a few times in each others vans and once on one of the secluded bush spots around here. As I write this I am still wet from enjoying a couple of hours in Marg’s big bed where we swapped stories of our adventures over the past six months .
I have experienced so much that I will write down in another story and so too has Marg. I have indulged in things that once never even crossed my imagination and now that I have met The Kat and introduced Marg and Ted to her, I know our stay here will only increase those adventures. Don’t believe oldies cant have fun - lots of it so long as we forget our past inhibitions and stay discreet.
Keep an eye out for the next episode. Thanks Lew.
I met Sylvia and George through a mutual friend - The Kat - in her far northern Australian city as they were travelling around Australia. As a retired couple , they were doing what thousands of other retired couples do. They buy a 4WD and caravan or a large camper van ( Winnebago) and set off for a protracted period of time driving around this vast country. We refer to them as Grey Nomads.
I’d known for a long time there was strong undercurrent of senior sexual activity within this group, often only discovered after they got on the road and met similar couples in the camping grounds around the country. With time on their hands and being very relaxed, attitudes of a lifetime can be changed and often do. In fact there is one very remote location in the north where like minded couples gather every year for weeks or months and do nothing but enjoy the sun, fishing and each other but this story is not about that place.
Sylvia is a very attractive mature woman of medium height with a full figure as expected of a mother and grandmother but still trim. Her waist is thickened but she is not fat and full strong legs and a great set of tits with just a little sag but her most striking feature is her full head of silver grey hair which stretches to her waist. She usually wears it in a long plait but she also piles it up on her head too and with a smile to melt butter and her smooth tanned skin she is ‘sex on legs’.
I’ve had the distinct pleasure of fucking her and she is very enthusiastic in that regard. I’ll let her tell her story: Lew
George and I are a very normal couple for our age - married for 40 years this year and living our dream like so many others we meet on the road. Retired after having enjoyed a very conservative life together raising three k**s and 5 grand c***dren all who have encouraged us to go travelling for a few years.
We rented out our home in Sydney 10 months ago and headed north along the coast towards the sun. We’ve driven inland on a few occasions to supplement our income with some fruit picking work which is available to us oldies - always good fun and keeps us fit and healthy.
We now find ourselves in this northern city camped on a beach with plenty of other campers and I can reflect on the past six months in particular where my eyes ( and lots else) have been opened to a fun world within our retired community. I met Lew through his very sexy friend Kat and that’s a story in itself but I’m just telling one small part of the past six months here - if it’s well received, I’ll write more. George and I are familiar with “xhamster’ as its been part of our life since leaving home and certainly helped in leading us down the track we’ve taken. I love writing and since Lew encouraged me to put my adventures on paper, here we are.
George is eight years older than I am and we married when I was 22. As a teenager raised through the late sixties and seventies, I had a broad and interesting sexual upbringing with fairly open parents who didn’t place too many restrictions on me so I knew my way around sex from the age of fifteen - took care thanks to mum and fucked my way into my twenties as most other girls and guys of that era did. Not much I hadn’t experienced and enjoyed most of it. However when I met George and married him pretty quickly, he became my ‘one and only’ - a very experienced and wonderful lover who has kept me very satisfied to this day and I still love him to bits as he is also my best friend - never had a secret between us.
Sadly, about ten years ago George developed that ‘man’s problem’ with his prostrate and eventually had to have the operation which rendered him impotent so we haven’t had a fuck in about four years. This was difficult to manage for both of us as we had enjoyed a pretty active sex life right up till then. In fact after the k**s left home from about 45 onwards, we increased our sexual activity. Hence we discussed the situation together with George knowing my enthusiasm for a good fuck. He still had the desire as well, just not the ability. Thus he became an expert with his tongue and fingers and a few toys we bought and with sites like ‘xhamster’ we settled into a reasonably satisfying sexual habit.
Even though neither of us ever strayed from our marriage. We had both agreed that, if we had ever felt the need to do so then we only need tell each other and accept the dalliance. Over the past four years George had offered regularly to let me fuck someone else and used that thought to arouse me often as he manipulated me to an orgasm. I never succumbed and really didn’t feel the need as I was pretty satisfied with what George was able to do. I did however fantasise occasionally of having a nice hard pulsating cock in me but it was just that - the feelings would come and go.
Thus it was about six months ago, that we found ourselves camped in a remote location on a beach in the tropics with just one other van about 100 metres along the beach from us and hidden from view by the lush tropical growth which grew right down to the waters edge. We naturally went along to introduce ourselves as we thought, correctly, that we’d be neighbours for at least a few days.
A seemingly nice couple, Marg was about my age and fairly heavily made up with died blonde hair and a bit over-dressed, I thought, for camping out. Spoke with a bit of a superior aire and very proper English. Not really my type and couldn’t warm to her but pleasant enough. Her husband Ted was quite the opposite. A tall rangy guy with grey hair cut very short, he had a lazy Aussie accent and a great sense of humour. Dressed in a pair of board shorts, I took to him straight away as did George. His only interest seemed to be fishing and he promised George they’d go together some day.
As was my habit I liked to walk and swim as much as possible and usually did in the early morning. George just liked to rise and make a cuppa and sit and watch the world go by. Thus it was that I would walk the half kilometre to the rocks at the end of the beach and swim each morning. Since there was no one else around I skinny -dipped and rarely if ever wore knickers whether I had on shorts or a skirt - just didn’t seem necessary. I was also a bit of an exhibitionist I guess as I never cared if anyone saw me - knickerless or naked - since we’d started travelling. Part of the relaxation I assume.
About the second or third morning there, I had walked to the rocks and stripped leaving my clothes on the beach and was lazily swimming back and forth when I saw Ted coming along the beach with his fishing rod. I called good morning to him and invited him to join me in the water.
“I’d love to Syl” he responded, “ but I’ve not got my trunks on”
“Nor have I” I laughed back, “don’t worry. We haven’t got any thing that we not seen before”
I had no care or thought about being naked in the water with this man as I watched his strip from 50 metres away. I remember thinking ‘ I wonder if he uses that nice cock on Marg as often as he should’ as I peeked a perve on a rather nice long thin hanging appendage.
He dived in and swam over to me and swam past into deeper water. I paddled out to him and found I couldn’t stand so I reached out and supported myself holding onto his shoulder. He didn’t mind and it was entirely innocent. We started to chat and laughed about us being naked in each others company.
George said “ bit new to me really since Marg isn’t much interested in that sort of thing any more - only happens on special occasions now” he explained “ consequence of getting old I guess”
I was a bit taken aback at his frankness but I felt for him as I knew he was a year younger than me and too young to shut up the sexual shop.
“Sorry to hear that Ted” I sympathised. “ I’m in the same boat but its not for want of trying. George has had the prostrate problem and as much as he’d love to be active, it just doesn’t happen. Haven’t enjoyed a man in real terms for about four years but George is magic with other ways”
Ted turned and reached out to hug me “ you poor girl - nothing for four years? You must be hanging out for it”
“Sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t - comes and goes and I just tell George when I’m in need and he puts a smile on my face” I explained.
By now I had my arm right around Ted’s neck and the water was up to our necks. My right leg was wrapped around him for support and my left leg was close enough to feel his cock under water. He had an arm around my waist.
“ I’m so sorry Syl. You are so nice and such fun. I’d love to offer to help but I know you are devoted to George” he pined.
I looked into his eyes and just pulled his head to me and I kissed him fully with my mouth open and very passionately. I reached down with my left hand and took his now half hard cock in my hand.
“ George has never put any restrictions on me enjoying another man and in fact encourages it. Though I’ve never been inclined - just the circumstances have been there but I happen to be in one of my horny periods now. What about you and Marg?” I queried as I stroked his now stiffening penis.
“ She wouldn’t know and may not care but I’ve never tested her. She certainly wouldn’t be watching us now as she never surfaces until late” he enthused as his cock grew in my hand.
Ted reached down and parted my fanny lips. I was running wet though you wouldn’t know as the water washes all lube away - I knew that from years of fucking George in our pool at home. Still his fingers were working magic on my pussy as they found my clit and massaged it. I buried my head in his shoulder and had a small orgasm actually biting his neck as I did then releasing a loud groan.
“ I’ve just cum, you darling man” I explained as I kissed him again fully on the lips with my tongue pushing deeply into him.
I had wrapped both legs around him now and leaned back as he used one hand to guide his cock into my pussy. I reached down and parted my fanny lips to give him better access then I felt the hard head push between my parted lips.
“Are you sure of this?” he asked concerned.
“Never been more ready but there’s not much lube there. Push slowly or it may hurt” I explained.
He did just that and eventually he was buried deep in my cunt. His cock quite long - longer than I remember Georges and the head was tickling my cervix. I grabbed his close to me and asked him not to move.
“Please don’t move” I moaned, “I’ve not felt this in a long time and I can feel every vein and pulse as the blood pumps through your cock. It is so wonderful. Oh ! I hope you can fuck me every day while I’m here” I gasped excitedly.
“What about George” Ted wondered.
“ He won’t mind at all - will probably encourage it and may watch if you can perform with an audience” I laughed.
“Never done that but there’s always a first time”
We tried moving but with the lack of lube it was quite sore, so I said,
“let’s get out and do this on the beach”
“ What if someone sees us?” he asked alarmed
“Who” I responded
“yeah, I see what you mean” he laughed.
We swam and walked to the beach and holding hands, I took him to the rocks at beach end near my clothes. Bending forward supporting myself on the rocks, I presented my broad arse to him.
“how’s the juices now?” he asked as he ran a couple of fingers into my open fanny lips.
“Getting there, I think, but maybe you can help”
Before I could say anymore, he was on his knees behind me and pushed his face into my open pussy. I could feel his tongue open me up and tease my clit as his nose pushed hard into my tight little anus. Now there’s another possibility I wickedly thought to myself. Ted was spitting saliva into my cunt and lubing me nicely.
“I’ll come again if you don’t stop - why don’t you fuck me now - I know I’m wet enough’ I urged.
He stood and rubbed his cock head up and down my fanny twice then just pushed it in easily, not stopping until he was balls deep with them slapping against my clit. So -so delicious - my first hard cock in years in such an erotic surrounding - on a beach in public where we could and I wished we could be seen. It added such a naughty edge to the fuck.
Ted stroked in and out and I just started cumming, gasping for breath and each orgasmic wave washed over me and moaning so loudly.
“Fuck me Ted , fuck me hard” I called over and over again and again. I could feel every nodule on his penis and the blood was pulsing back and forth. I felt like the best fuck ever but probably the circumstances prompted that thought. I don’t know how long it lasted but as I felt him stiffening and filling with blood even more I knew I was about to feel the first blast of hot male spunk in me in over four years.
“Do you mind if I fill you” I suddenly heard him ask.
“Don’t be such a fucking gentleman - just pump your spunk into me you gorgeous old fucker”
And he did - pulse after pulse probably half a dozen times I felt the warm rush of juices flooding my cunt.
I collapsed forward resting my head in my arms with my bum still stuck lewdly in the air and Ted still buried in me.
“Fuck that was good thanks mate “ I enthused
“pretty nice from my end too ma’am” he laughed as his cock slowly subsided and he withdrew easily.
“Jesus, I’m bloody sensitive after all that” he explained, “but don’t worry, I’ll be up for another when you are ready.”
I turned and kissed him hard and passionately, the only way I knew to kiss. I invited him to come by whenever he could and he suggested he may be able to sneak away while Marg was “having her afternoon nap - we could have a matinee session ourselves”
He pulled his shorts on and picked up his rod to walk back home, “best catch I’ve ever made” he chuckled.
I picked up my clothes and started walking naked back along the beach.
“Aren’t you dressing?” he queried alarmingly.
“What for” I asked, “Marg’s not up is she? George won’t mind and he’ll love to see your juice running down my leg” - and I winked.
“ you really are a gorgeous old slut aren’t you” he enthused
“hope so” I replied, then walked back to our camper.
George was sitting under the annex enjoying his cup of tea with a big grin on his face. I knew that he knew but I still walked up to his chair and put a leg up on the arm. My cunt lips were hanging open with the inner lips hanging below the outer ones and juice slowly oozing out down my leg.
“Guess what” I chortled as George reached out to run a finger up and down my cunt . He stuck it in then brought it back to his lips.
“First time I’ve tasted someone else’s “ he slurped. “I saw it all lover. Just wandered out on the beach as you were coming out of the water and watched the whole lot. Twenty minutes he lasted - bloody good for an old bloke. How did you go? - plenty of nice big O’s “ he laughed as he came over to kiss me. “Very arousing”
I sat down and gave him a blow by blow description which got him really going so he had to come over and give me a serious licking that
set me off again.
“ He’s coming over this afternoon - hope I’ve got some energy back by then” I mused.
And so it started
It was a week of incredible regular sex.
Each morning I’d go along the beach and we would fuck as we had on the first day or I’d take a towel and do him missionary or cowgirl. George always watched through his binoculars though he didn’t need to. Ted came to the camper a couple of mornings right on sunrise with his wonderful ‘morning woody’ and George would dutifully get out of bed and let Ted slip into bed and me. Ted wasn’t shy he found out and quite liked George directing proceeding sometimes. A couple of times during the day when Marg had taken their car to town to shop or have her hair done we would go to their van and fuck in their bed or under their awning.
I was amazed at Ted’s stamina as he was able during that week to fuck me a couple of times a day with a few hours in between. Didn’t always produce my spunk and sometimes none but still had a satisfying cum he said. He explained “ thank goodness for these little brown pills - not blue like Viagra but Cialis - last longer than Viagra - about three days one is good for and work a treat but give me awful heartburn. Worth it though”.
I agreed as they seemed to keep him going strong during our week of passion. With George as master of ceremonies, I went right back to my pre-marriage days and started to try some old tricks. Different positions mainly but also I’d enjoyed a bit of anal so we tried that and I enjoyed it again but it could be painful and was done to give Ted a pleasant change. However the most interesting aspect was how George reacted. When he realised Ted didn’t mind being watched, he got a bit braver and started to hold Ted’s cock as he placed it in me and then stroked it to hardness a few times. I asked him one night if he enjoyed and he admitted that he got quite aroused watching it and feeling it So I encouraged him to go with his feelings. Thus one day as he was stroking Ted’s cock to hardness so he could fuck me, I gently pushed his head down on it. Ted didn’t object and George took one look at me and dropped his head willingly over Ted’s cock. That really turned me on and I came watching my husband of forty years give another man a blow job. He didn’t let Ted cum in his mouth only because he knew I loved that so much that I wanted the pleasure. Besides he could always savour the taste by sharing with me or licking from my pussy. Ted actually offered to fuck him in the arse and I encouraged it but he couldn’t come at it then.
So our week of sex wore on and none of us knew how much longer we could keep it up. I’d had so many orgasms that I just slept most of the time and I think Ted did too but he had to keep his weariness from Marg who he was sure wouldn’t approve.
We had decided that we needed to move on despite the fun we were having and I was wondering how in such a short time I could change to becoming what seemed like a full blown slut. Surely I would revert to a well behaved wife after this special week was over We all decided on a rest day before we headed off on the road. Then on our last day George and I invited ourselves over to Ted and Marg’s van with a bottle of wine for afternoon tea. Previous days at this time I would probably have had Ted’s cock up me somewhere but we’d agreed to give it a rest. George just had shorts on and I wore a short skirt without knickers and braless under a t-shirt. I wasn’t dressed any differently to usual so thought nothing of it. We all settled into our chairs under their annex and got into chatting and drinking and it became obvious that after a couple of glasses, Marg changed a bit as she got loud and a suggestive. She started to laugh a lot and told us Ted hadn’t ‘rutted” he for ages because he couldn’t get it up. Ted protested and suggested that Marg wasn’t interested. I intervened and suggested they obviously need to talk a lot more a George and I did and told them about George’s problem. Marg was giggling and said to Ted that he could have her whenever he wanted. Then she got up and went inside for more wine. She seemed to take awhile and when she got back with the wine we were all taken aback. She’d changed. She’d put on a short robe and high heel pumps that accentuated her creamy white muscular legs. She had a bit more weight than me but a good figure still for a fifty eight year old.
“If Sylvia here can flash her fanny at us all as she’s been doing all afternoon then so can I” she joked. I was a bit embarrassed as I’d not realised all could see up my skirt but I suppose it was obvious. Marg seemed not miffed and in fact remarked, “it’s quite a nice little minge being all bare and puffy”
“I need it bare Marg” I explained “because the only thing George can do is lick it a lot so I make it as nice for him as possible”
“Really George” Marg queried, “do you like that or are you forced into it”
“I really enjoy eating out a nice fanny Marg, especially when I can make the lady cum “ he boasted proudly.
“Lucky girl Sylvia” she whinged, “ Ted wont go near me with his tongue and I loved it so much when he did”
“Not true” complained Ted. “you’ve not shown any interest for years “
“I’m sure Ted is very good” I encouraged, knowing full well he loved my fanny and had licked it to orgasm each day this week.
“Sylvia” Marg queried, “haven’t you had a screw for over four years”
“No Marg”, I lied, “but its ok because George looks after me in other ways”
Then Marg floored us all by suggesting that if Ted reckoned he was still interested in sex and could get it up “which I doubt” she said, then why doesn’t he “fuck Sylvia if George doesn’t mind”
We all looked at each other and laughed shyly but three of us knowing what had ben going on all week.
“Go no Sylvia” she insisted. “get him hard if you like and see if he can fuck you as he boasts. I don’t mind as I’d love to see the pretty little fanny of yours in action around my husbands cock”
I wasted no more time and went over and knelt in front of Ted and started to suck his lovely cock that I’d had in me all week in every hole. He didn’t take long to stiffen up but what really surprised all of us was what Marg did as I was in action on her husband. As I knelt on the ground in front of Ted I felt my skirt being lifted and a finger start to stroke my fanny lips. Gently at first then more forcefully as two fingers were forced into me and straight onto my g-spot with a thumb on my clit. Marg was an expert obviously and we all looked at her quite dumbfounded.
“What you all staring at” she smiled “ I enjoy a pussy as much as you blokes do. Never told Ted, never had to as he didn’t seem interested but there are always nice girls around who enjoy a bit of female company from time to time. I discovered the hairdresser in town here is very friendly that’s why I’ve been twice this week. So Ted if you cant satisfy me then others will”.
This spurred Ted into action. He stood with my mouth still on his cock and grabbed me off the floor. He turned me around, bent me over the table and just almost brutally rammed his hard-on right up my already well-fucked cunt. Just as well I was well lubed up (by Marg thankfully).
Poor George seemed confused as to what to do but Marg solved his dilemma.
“George, come over here with that well used mouth of yours” she demanded. “ if you are as good as Syl says the satisfy me - its not too difficult I can promise. You can show Ted how its done but he seems to be doing a pretty good job on Syl , eh!”
I looked across the table with Ted’s lovely long cock just sliding firmly in and out of me and my cunt must have been dribbling juice. I couldn’t help but get wet as Marg sat back in her chair and threw a leg over each arm exposing quite a gaping fanny to the world - or certainly us. My wonderful George just dived right in and soon had his fist and tongue working overtime on Margs open sloppy cunt. I could hear the sloppiness of it over her genuine moans of satisfaction. She was instructing him where to put his tongue and fingers including playing with her tight little brown bum hole.
“Haven’t had a prick in there for years” she moaned, “Ted doesn’t like bums apparently.”
Not true I thought - there’s some serious communication problems here.
I was approaching my second orgasm when I felt Ted stiffen and prepare to shoot his bolt.
“Fill me up Teddy darling” I yelled so Marg would hear.
“Jesus Ted” she screeched “ how come you don’t have a nice load of cream for me when I want it”. Ted remained silent and grunted as he emptied his fluid into my very willing cunt.
“Stay where you are Syl” Marg demanded. She’d already cum a couple of times and just pushed George off her and jumped up, running around the table to crouch behind me and push her face right into my open pussy and started licking me out ravenously.
“ I love the body juices so much, blokes or shielas, makes no difference. They turn me on fierce” she mumbled into my fanny.
“She was good, very good but I’d had enough orgasms for the day, so let her take her fill.
After she’d cleaned me out and licked her lips and fingers, she just sat back in a chair and almost seemed to pass out. She was certainly hammered.
I suggested to both George and Ted that I thought it was time to leave and we’d probably caused Ted enough heartache for the day. He agreed but said he’d not seen Marg like this for years and forgotten how slutty she could be.
We left and slept the sleep of the dead we were so buggered. Since we had an early start we were up at sunrise and after preparing for the road we popped over to Ted and Marg’s to say good bye and hope they were alright. Ted came out of their van completely naked. I took one look and said “ you look fucked darling”
He laughed, “ you two sure started something. As she started to sober up she just wanted to fuck and I really didn’t have it in me but I did what I could with tongue, fingers and toys. We had a great chat and sorted out lots. I think we are going to be a renewed couple from now on but she still wants her fun with the girls but I can fuck around too as long as I tell her. Oh! By the way she still doesn’t know I’ve been fucking you all week - lets keep it that way”
I promised and kissed him passionately and stepped into the van to say cheerio to Marg who was still in bed and hardly awake. Her eyes livened up when she saw me “ Honey, come here and give me a kiss”
I obeyed and stepped over to the bedside and leaned over. One of her hands went straight between my legs and buried two fingers in my cunt. I just let it happen and kissed her using lots of tongue and she wriggled her fingers in my fanny - not very arousing but nice.
“You’re still wet Syl “ she said.
“Marg, I’m always wet nowadays” as I kissed and said goodbye.
“I hope we meet on the road again soon” she almost cried.
Ted and I left and moved on. Now six months later we have caught up with Ted and Marg in a van park on the beach near this large coastal city and it doesn’t have the privacy of our first meeting place. However we have already been together a few times in each others vans and once on one of the secluded bush spots around here. As I write this I am still wet from enjoying a couple of hours in Marg’s big bed where we swapped stories of our adventures over the past six months .
I have experienced so much that I will write down in another story and so too has Marg. I have indulged in things that once never even crossed my imagination and now that I have met The Kat and introduced Marg and Ted to her, I know our stay here will only increase those adventures. Don’t believe oldies cant have fun - lots of it so long as we forget our past inhibitions and stay discreet.
Keep an eye out for the next episode. Thanks Lew.
Libbie
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