Sarah Humiliated by her Step Granny
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1986 or possibly 1987, I was in my mid 20's and going out with Viv, a
BBC TV producer who was both gorgeous, and incredibly .
During Whitsun week I found myself some hundred miles away from her,
at a Holiday camp in South Wales, as bassist in a hastily put together
backing band for a fading glam rocker who was appearing for a week's
residency. I will call him Rocky for the sake of argument, but I do not
refer to Handsome b**sts frontman Rocky Shades here, though we do know
him.
Rocky's tastes in recreation would not pass the filters here, shall we
say.
So there we were, at Butlins Barry Island. My mate Kevin was playing
guitar in the band, and also filling in on vocals where Rocky's staple
diet of whisky, cigarettes etc did not allow him to dare to tread.
We did all week with Rocky, two 45 minute spots per night, which allowed
us a LOT of free time, but on the last day, the Friday, something blew
in Rocky, and he was bleeding in his throat, and an ambulance took him
away to Cardiff General hospital.
Kev and I took the vocals and the band did an impromptu set of rock and
glam rock classics to fill the night in, we went down far better than
Rocky, we even encored with one of his.
After the second set we hung out at the bar, and watched the glamorous
granny competition, and yes they REALLY DO have them. And knobbly
knees competitions. This is British culture at it's lowest ebb.
Seaside portcards, fish and chips, like "Hi De Hi" or one big Carry
On film.
The clientele are staunchly working class, NO ONE would go there if they
didn't take c***dren or grandc***dren, so our chances of pulling were
limited. There were teens there, who had grudgingly gone on holiday
with their families, but were under their strict supervision. Any
women of our age group were themselves parents, and there with their
c***dren.
It was unexpected shall we say, when one of the glamorous grannies was
really VERY glamorous. We could not make out how old she was, her
figure was remarkably toned, and put to shame many of the teens. We
reasoned that to qualify she'd be likely to be in her mid to late 40s,
but her face and hair belonged to a bygone era of black and white
heroines, Grace Kelly, Ingrid Bergman , Lauren Bacall - that type of
thing. She was outstandingly beautiful.
It was no surprise when she won, so then Kev dared me to go and pull
her.
When she appeared with her prize of a bottle of Happy Shopper Asti
Spumante I walked casually past.
"Congratulations!" I called over, "very well deserved" I smiled
She had several family members around her, and I could not quite work
out who was who. She could not POSSIBLY be single, surely.
To my surprise she called me over.
"Did you want to help me celebrate?" she smiled " I think it's vintage"
she looked the the bottle doubtfully
"Hmm" I said, "not with that"
The family members withdrew, and went off to dance with Captain
Crocodile or some such.
I called the barmaid over and bought a bottle of decent Australian
Chardonnay, on Rocky's tab as well, he wasn't needing it, he was
hospitalised.
It was nicely cold , and I poured us a glass each.
"What on earth are you doing in a place like this?" I started
"What's a nice old lady like me doing in a place like this?" she giggled
"You're not old, Jesus, you're the most attractive woman on the entire
site" I said
"I am the only GREAT grandmother in the lineup, so I AM old. I'm 55 if
you're interested, I bet I'm twice as old as you" she told me
It was close, I think I was 25.
I admitted she was more or less twice as old as me.
We exchanged names, she was Veronica
I discovered she owned a horse riding school, and had recently handed
the running of it over to her daughters.
Veronica was very well spoken, which made her seem even more out of
place where we were.
I charged a bottle of proper Champagne to Rocky's account, and she
suggested we go somewhere else to drink it, i.e. her chalet, and she
said it needed to be now, because she was sharing it with various
family, and before long we'd have company.
I grabbed a couple of glasses and off we went, walking through the noisy
site, towards her accommodation.
"Are you.... after sex?" she suddenly asked me
"Well, I'm not EXPECTING sex" I told her "But I'd be lying if I said I
wouldn't .. like to"
"It's been over ten years" she went on to say "nearer fifteen, since I
had more than a ... cuddle. I went on a cruise and a man took a fancy
to me, he turned out to be married, so that put me off"
"I assume you have been married?"
"Yes, I was widowed thirty years ago, my husband had a building
company, he was very hands-on. He was killed on a site"
"I'm SORRY"
"Thank you. Now if we go in here, you will be gentle with me? I was a
very very PHYSICAL person at one time, and .. as and when or IF I get
my confidence, then it might be me who has to be gentle with you!" she
warned me
We entered the darkened room, and she turned on only a table lamp, so
the lights were low.
She was wearing a very fitted dress with a crossover top which really
accentuated her big breasts. They WERE big as well - bloody HUGE - and
when she was dressed they were high and proud. I was wondering if it
would all collapse when the clothes came off.
She came up to me and kissed me, tentatively at first, then with more
feeling. I was fairly passive at first, though fast getting hard.
I reached round and gently cupped her bottom. It was round but firm,
very firm, and I was delighted to feel she'd got st*ckings on.
She MMmmed into my mouth, and then stepped back from me
I thought for a moment she was having misgivings, but happily I was
wrong.
She undid the ties and started to undress
Underneath the sleek dress was a masterpiece of retro erotic underwear,
a blue satin basque which nipped her waist in tight and provided
considerable uplift to her considerable bust.
She was wearing midnight blue French knickers, her cleavage was full and
magnificent in the basque, and this ensemble topped off, or bottomed
off with black silk stockings, and suspenders attached to the corsetry,
which emerged from the French knickers in the most delighful way. Her
thighs were so perfect for their stockings, curvy but toned.
Oh god she was magnificent, but 55!!
My cock was as hard as a rock in my tight leather trousers (well, you
know, stage wear)
"Shall I continue?" she grinned "It's been a long time, I used to do ..
burlesque for my husband"
"DID you?" I smiled "Lucky man. Go on then, lets see what you can
remember"
"It's not THAT I'm worried about remembering" laughed Veronica,
reaching behind herself to undo the fastenings of the basque.
"Get ready to catch them" she smiled wistfully
I stood
"I was joking, young man. Sit down"
She was at the moment the boss, so I sat.
When they came out, they dropped four or five inches, no more. They
were magnificent full n*ppled beauties, and far more than a handful.
Two handfuls each, and I have LONG bassist fingers!
when later I got a look at the basque's label I found them to be 38DD,
which are whoppers by anybody's estimation.
she must have soaked them daily in oil of ulay, they were so soft
unstretched and bountiful.
She took off the basque, and unfortunately the stockings, which were of
course, attached leaving only the french knickers, and some very high
heels.
"Now you!" she said "I want you to strip for me"
Gulp
she sat across the room from me
I stood, and took her place in the middle of the room
I slowly pulled my t shirt off over my head
"Ooh, lovely six pack", she cooed
I don't recall doing any exercise as such, in those days, I think I was
just skinny
I got my boots off next as I didn't want to be falling over. and socks.
Always awkward.
The next thing was the belt undoing, bit of a tease then, and unzipping
the leathers.
Then it was straight down and off, no falling over, only my black briefs
then. This was I think before the days of designer underpants. Nice
ones though, as you never know.
The bulge in them was considerable. On a good day with a following wind,
I'm a touch over seven inches, and quite wide, quite a girth, almost 6
inches round, so it looked fairly big in my pants.
As I pulled the pants down she sighed loudly.
"Oh god, show me" she moaned
I pulled them down and off , my erection stood out , as proud as I was.
"Hold it" she said
I stopped
"No" she explained "I mean hold your cock. I want to see you play with
it a little bit"
Gulp again
I gripped it towards the base, I find it delays the inevitable, whilst
still feeling nice.
I grasped my balls with the other hand
"Oh my christ" she blurted and shoved her right hand purposefully into
the front of the French knickers.
She was wanking as she watched me
She grabbed a glance at her watch, which was Cartier or some such.
"Sh*t" she said , and it sounded quite cute in such posh tones "We've
got 45 minutes, an hour MAX, before everyone comes back here"
She pulled the kn*ckers down and off, and she had a generous BUSH cooped
up in there
"Listen" she said "I'm long past c***d bearing and you won't need to use
a condom, in fact I positively forbid it, BUT if you've got any .....
diseases then ... we'll just have to ... um ... heavy PET" she giggled
"But I am not as moist as I once.. had the pleasure to be. I wonder do
you, you like to .. you know, go down? On ladies? the elderly?..."
"Christ yes" I was on my knees in an instant and spreading her ivory
thighs.
She moved foward on the seat to get her pussy accessible
She pulled the hair and Pussy lips apart for me
It WAS a jungle down there
"If I'd known you were visiting I would have tidied up" she explained
"DON WUBBY" I said, my mouth full of hair and pussy lips
I extended my tongue into the hole, she was as she'd warned, not that
juicy, but I did my best to compensate with huge amounts of spit.
"MMMMM" she groaned, manhandling her big tits and nipples "fucking
HELL thats nice!"
I moved up to get to her clitoris, which was a beauty, but I was
somewhat hampered by the undergrowth
"Oh CHRIST" she muttered as I went to work on it
In a few moments her hips started to shake
"Stand up!" she cried "Stop!"
"What's the matter?"
"I'm .. I was going to cOme"
"What's wrong with that?" I asked
"I don't WANT to come yet. Now stand up"
I stood
"Here" she pointed right to a spot right in front of her, barely a cocks
length away
I stood
She grabbed my cock off me and proceeded to lick around the head
"I'm going to suck your cock" she announced
she inserted a thumb into her mouth
"Shall I take my teeth out?" she asked
I must have looked horrified. There was a considerable drop in the angle
of the erection
She laughed uproariously
"Your FACE!" she said "I have all my own teeth thank you very much,
except for one at the back"
The cock came back up again as she opened her very attractive mouth and
took the head in
"OH" I moaned , as my toes kneaded the carpet
"I used to be very good at this" she told me and took me well into her
throat
I almost came
"Stop stop" It was my turn to say
"Lie on the floor for me" she said "If I remember correctly, I have to
get on top to come. I need you to grab my tits and talk dirty to me "
I lay
she sat
I grabbed
fuck they were huge , and firm, but heavy
"Christ they're fantastic" I enthused
She f*ngered her hairy pussy as she moved up and down on me
"You've got the most gorgeous cunt" I told her "God, I'm so deep in
there, and I'm full of hot sperm, but I'm desparately trying not to
come"
"I bet the young things you fuck are very COY aren't they? I bet they
don't tell you what to do, like me"
"They don't!" I agreed "you have to kind of guess!"
"Your cock is SOOO fucking hard" she told me "are you really going to
come?"
"Well.. " I admitted "unless I .. mentally take myself away, which I
don't want to do , because I am really ..enjoying you - then I'd give
it five minutes, MAX!"
"Okay.. okay. ME first" she insisted and redoubled her efforts at
moving up and down on me. She'd developed a considerable grip which
wasn't there when we started.
She was gripping my chest.
"Tell me again how old you are" she said
"25" I said (or however old I was)
"Oh GOD" she exclaimed "thirty years younger than me, thank you GOD"
and with much ado, and a great deal of noise ( we could hear TVs and
radios being turned up both sides) she came and produced an impressive
amount of fluids in the process, dribbling down over my balls.
She jumped off and immediately enveloped my cock between her huge tits.
"Come on" she encouraged me "shoot it all in here, I DID want it all
inside me, but I've decided I want to see you come"
I obliged, hugely, copiously. Hugely, thickly and creamily.
With all the gigs and sharing a room with Kev, I hadn't had the
opportunity for a wank all week, the last time I had come was the
previous weekend, in Viv's mouth.
She thoroughly rubbed it all into her breasts, very appreciatively
"That was fantastic" she said
I nodded, vainly trying to get my breath back
She looked again at her watch, there were 25 minutes left of safe haven.
"How long before you can get hard again, do you think?" she asked
"Five.. ten minutes. Possibly less, but I wouldn't be able to come again
yet" I admitted
"Not my problem" she laughed "you get lots of girls, I'm sure, I haven't
been touched in years, so....this is MY treat, now. You can have a wank
later, if necessary. You look like you're good at that"
"OOh" was all I could think of to say
"Come here" she said and sat me on the sofa
My cock was back in her mouth, half hard and coming back strong
She may have been the blow job queen of 1950, but she had forgotten
little of the art
Once she'd got me hard again, she licked her way down the back of the
shaft to my balls, and gently sucked each one.
"OOOF" I moaned
"Are you READy?" she grinned?
I nodded
"One more time, is all we've got time for" she warned "I'm torn between
being ravished from behind or having you on top and having your young
hard body overpower me and fuck me into the middle of next week. In
fact, about Thursday"
"Why choose?" I smiled "Li'l bit of each"
She got on all fours and presented her sumptuous arse to me
"Slip in there" she invited me, "and don't be gentle - get the full
length in there"
I took my hard cock in hand and sidled up to her, I did slip, I was not
gentle, and I did indeed deliver the requested full length, my balls
slapping against her curvaceous bottom.
She was unashamedly wanking as I fucked her, her big tits swinging
freely underneath, as I grabbed and kneaded those fantastic breasts.
"Going to c*me" she gasped, "on my back now"
I pulled out and held onto my cock as she rearranged herself on her
back, for the vin*gar strokes.
I moved on top of her and felt her muscles grip me as I slipped back
into her brimming pussy. Her warnings of dryness were certainly
unfounded.
"Can you kiss me and fuck me at the same time?" she asked
"SURE!" I assured her and locked my mouth onto hers, our tongues began
battling and I thought for a moment what a fabulous kisser she was, and
how we , in our brief time together had not done enough of it.
My hips were going ten to the dozen, really quickly really hard now, our
gr*ins smashing together
I realised I was going to come and a little MMF escaped me into her
mouth where it was received and understood
I went to withdraw but a leg whipped round to prevent me
"IN ME" she groaned
I groaned
I did
In her
Great bollockfulls of hot sperm hit her long neglected insides to great
moans from both of us
Her cunt clamped me, like a tyrefitters hand and squeezed the last drops
from me
I collapsed sweating onto her as she had her final climax
"JEEE-sus" she giggled, "can you MOVE IN with me ?"
"I ... have a girlfriend" I explained
"I was a BET wasn't I? " she smiled
"No, a dare" I admitted, "different, no .. winnings, you know. Just a
challenge to see if I could... pull you"
"It wasn't too bad?" She ventured
"I am one hundred percent being honest, when I say you're absolutely
gorgeous, and I loved ... making love to you"
She smiled broadly
"You've made an old lady very happy"
She held her hand out for me to kiss which seemed incongruous in the
extreme.
We showered together and dressed , and kissed goodbye.
As made my way back to my chalet, I passed her entire family on their
way back to the scene of our passion.
There had not been a second to spare !
The next day she and her family were leaving, and I saw them waiting at
the gates for their minibus.
I walked over and Kissed her firmly and lingeringly, full on the mouth,
in front of her daughters and grandc***dren, to the sound of WHOOPS and
catcalls.
She breathlessly mouthed 'bye' as they boarded the bus.
In the late 90's I was doing a solo gig in Beverley Yorkshire, and a
woman walked across who looked startlingly like Veronica did in 1986/7.
On my break, I went to find this woman, and there she was sat with
Veronica, for it was Veronica's daughter I had spotted. Veronica
remembered me immediately. She was with her new husband who was I
would say 40. She seemed very happy, and looked fantastic, now in her
late 60's.
D
BBC TV producer who was both gorgeous, and incredibly .
During Whitsun week I found myself some hundred miles away from her,
at a Holiday camp in South Wales, as bassist in a hastily put together
backing band for a fading glam rocker who was appearing for a week's
residency. I will call him Rocky for the sake of argument, but I do not
refer to Handsome b**sts frontman Rocky Shades here, though we do know
him.
Rocky's tastes in recreation would not pass the filters here, shall we
say.
So there we were, at Butlins Barry Island. My mate Kevin was playing
guitar in the band, and also filling in on vocals where Rocky's staple
diet of whisky, cigarettes etc did not allow him to dare to tread.
We did all week with Rocky, two 45 minute spots per night, which allowed
us a LOT of free time, but on the last day, the Friday, something blew
in Rocky, and he was bleeding in his throat, and an ambulance took him
away to Cardiff General hospital.
Kev and I took the vocals and the band did an impromptu set of rock and
glam rock classics to fill the night in, we went down far better than
Rocky, we even encored with one of his.
After the second set we hung out at the bar, and watched the glamorous
granny competition, and yes they REALLY DO have them. And knobbly
knees competitions. This is British culture at it's lowest ebb.
Seaside portcards, fish and chips, like "Hi De Hi" or one big Carry
On film.
The clientele are staunchly working class, NO ONE would go there if they
didn't take c***dren or grandc***dren, so our chances of pulling were
limited. There were teens there, who had grudgingly gone on holiday
with their families, but were under their strict supervision. Any
women of our age group were themselves parents, and there with their
c***dren.
It was unexpected shall we say, when one of the glamorous grannies was
really VERY glamorous. We could not make out how old she was, her
figure was remarkably toned, and put to shame many of the teens. We
reasoned that to qualify she'd be likely to be in her mid to late 40s,
but her face and hair belonged to a bygone era of black and white
heroines, Grace Kelly, Ingrid Bergman , Lauren Bacall - that type of
thing. She was outstandingly beautiful.
It was no surprise when she won, so then Kev dared me to go and pull
her.
When she appeared with her prize of a bottle of Happy Shopper Asti
Spumante I walked casually past.
"Congratulations!" I called over, "very well deserved" I smiled
She had several family members around her, and I could not quite work
out who was who. She could not POSSIBLY be single, surely.
To my surprise she called me over.
"Did you want to help me celebrate?" she smiled " I think it's vintage"
she looked the the bottle doubtfully
"Hmm" I said, "not with that"
The family members withdrew, and went off to dance with Captain
Crocodile or some such.
I called the barmaid over and bought a bottle of decent Australian
Chardonnay, on Rocky's tab as well, he wasn't needing it, he was
hospitalised.
It was nicely cold , and I poured us a glass each.
"What on earth are you doing in a place like this?" I started
"What's a nice old lady like me doing in a place like this?" she giggled
"You're not old, Jesus, you're the most attractive woman on the entire
site" I said
"I am the only GREAT grandmother in the lineup, so I AM old. I'm 55 if
you're interested, I bet I'm twice as old as you" she told me
It was close, I think I was 25.
I admitted she was more or less twice as old as me.
We exchanged names, she was Veronica
I discovered she owned a horse riding school, and had recently handed
the running of it over to her daughters.
Veronica was very well spoken, which made her seem even more out of
place where we were.
I charged a bottle of proper Champagne to Rocky's account, and she
suggested we go somewhere else to drink it, i.e. her chalet, and she
said it needed to be now, because she was sharing it with various
family, and before long we'd have company.
I grabbed a couple of glasses and off we went, walking through the noisy
site, towards her accommodation.
"Are you.... after sex?" she suddenly asked me
"Well, I'm not EXPECTING sex" I told her "But I'd be lying if I said I
wouldn't .. like to"
"It's been over ten years" she went on to say "nearer fifteen, since I
had more than a ... cuddle. I went on a cruise and a man took a fancy
to me, he turned out to be married, so that put me off"
"I assume you have been married?"
"Yes, I was widowed thirty years ago, my husband had a building
company, he was very hands-on. He was killed on a site"
"I'm SORRY"
"Thank you. Now if we go in here, you will be gentle with me? I was a
very very PHYSICAL person at one time, and .. as and when or IF I get
my confidence, then it might be me who has to be gentle with you!" she
warned me
We entered the darkened room, and she turned on only a table lamp, so
the lights were low.
She was wearing a very fitted dress with a crossover top which really
accentuated her big breasts. They WERE big as well - bloody HUGE - and
when she was dressed they were high and proud. I was wondering if it
would all collapse when the clothes came off.
She came up to me and kissed me, tentatively at first, then with more
feeling. I was fairly passive at first, though fast getting hard.
I reached round and gently cupped her bottom. It was round but firm,
very firm, and I was delighted to feel she'd got st*ckings on.
She MMmmed into my mouth, and then stepped back from me
I thought for a moment she was having misgivings, but happily I was
wrong.
She undid the ties and started to undress
Underneath the sleek dress was a masterpiece of retro erotic underwear,
a blue satin basque which nipped her waist in tight and provided
considerable uplift to her considerable bust.
She was wearing midnight blue French knickers, her cleavage was full and
magnificent in the basque, and this ensemble topped off, or bottomed
off with black silk stockings, and suspenders attached to the corsetry,
which emerged from the French knickers in the most delighful way. Her
thighs were so perfect for their stockings, curvy but toned.
Oh god she was magnificent, but 55!!
My cock was as hard as a rock in my tight leather trousers (well, you
know, stage wear)
"Shall I continue?" she grinned "It's been a long time, I used to do ..
burlesque for my husband"
"DID you?" I smiled "Lucky man. Go on then, lets see what you can
remember"
"It's not THAT I'm worried about remembering" laughed Veronica,
reaching behind herself to undo the fastenings of the basque.
"Get ready to catch them" she smiled wistfully
I stood
"I was joking, young man. Sit down"
She was at the moment the boss, so I sat.
When they came out, they dropped four or five inches, no more. They
were magnificent full n*ppled beauties, and far more than a handful.
Two handfuls each, and I have LONG bassist fingers!
when later I got a look at the basque's label I found them to be 38DD,
which are whoppers by anybody's estimation.
she must have soaked them daily in oil of ulay, they were so soft
unstretched and bountiful.
She took off the basque, and unfortunately the stockings, which were of
course, attached leaving only the french knickers, and some very high
heels.
"Now you!" she said "I want you to strip for me"
Gulp
she sat across the room from me
I stood, and took her place in the middle of the room
I slowly pulled my t shirt off over my head
"Ooh, lovely six pack", she cooed
I don't recall doing any exercise as such, in those days, I think I was
just skinny
I got my boots off next as I didn't want to be falling over. and socks.
Always awkward.
The next thing was the belt undoing, bit of a tease then, and unzipping
the leathers.
Then it was straight down and off, no falling over, only my black briefs
then. This was I think before the days of designer underpants. Nice
ones though, as you never know.
The bulge in them was considerable. On a good day with a following wind,
I'm a touch over seven inches, and quite wide, quite a girth, almost 6
inches round, so it looked fairly big in my pants.
As I pulled the pants down she sighed loudly.
"Oh god, show me" she moaned
I pulled them down and off , my erection stood out , as proud as I was.
"Hold it" she said
I stopped
"No" she explained "I mean hold your cock. I want to see you play with
it a little bit"
Gulp again
I gripped it towards the base, I find it delays the inevitable, whilst
still feeling nice.
I grasped my balls with the other hand
"Oh my christ" she blurted and shoved her right hand purposefully into
the front of the French knickers.
She was wanking as she watched me
She grabbed a glance at her watch, which was Cartier or some such.
"Sh*t" she said , and it sounded quite cute in such posh tones "We've
got 45 minutes, an hour MAX, before everyone comes back here"
She pulled the kn*ckers down and off, and she had a generous BUSH cooped
up in there
"Listen" she said "I'm long past c***d bearing and you won't need to use
a condom, in fact I positively forbid it, BUT if you've got any .....
diseases then ... we'll just have to ... um ... heavy PET" she giggled
"But I am not as moist as I once.. had the pleasure to be. I wonder do
you, you like to .. you know, go down? On ladies? the elderly?..."
"Christ yes" I was on my knees in an instant and spreading her ivory
thighs.
She moved foward on the seat to get her pussy accessible
She pulled the hair and Pussy lips apart for me
It WAS a jungle down there
"If I'd known you were visiting I would have tidied up" she explained
"DON WUBBY" I said, my mouth full of hair and pussy lips
I extended my tongue into the hole, she was as she'd warned, not that
juicy, but I did my best to compensate with huge amounts of spit.
"MMMMM" she groaned, manhandling her big tits and nipples "fucking
HELL thats nice!"
I moved up to get to her clitoris, which was a beauty, but I was
somewhat hampered by the undergrowth
"Oh CHRIST" she muttered as I went to work on it
In a few moments her hips started to shake
"Stand up!" she cried "Stop!"
"What's the matter?"
"I'm .. I was going to cOme"
"What's wrong with that?" I asked
"I don't WANT to come yet. Now stand up"
I stood
"Here" she pointed right to a spot right in front of her, barely a cocks
length away
I stood
She grabbed my cock off me and proceeded to lick around the head
"I'm going to suck your cock" she announced
she inserted a thumb into her mouth
"Shall I take my teeth out?" she asked
I must have looked horrified. There was a considerable drop in the angle
of the erection
She laughed uproariously
"Your FACE!" she said "I have all my own teeth thank you very much,
except for one at the back"
The cock came back up again as she opened her very attractive mouth and
took the head in
"OH" I moaned , as my toes kneaded the carpet
"I used to be very good at this" she told me and took me well into her
throat
I almost came
"Stop stop" It was my turn to say
"Lie on the floor for me" she said "If I remember correctly, I have to
get on top to come. I need you to grab my tits and talk dirty to me "
I lay
she sat
I grabbed
fuck they were huge , and firm, but heavy
"Christ they're fantastic" I enthused
She f*ngered her hairy pussy as she moved up and down on me
"You've got the most gorgeous cunt" I told her "God, I'm so deep in
there, and I'm full of hot sperm, but I'm desparately trying not to
come"
"I bet the young things you fuck are very COY aren't they? I bet they
don't tell you what to do, like me"
"They don't!" I agreed "you have to kind of guess!"
"Your cock is SOOO fucking hard" she told me "are you really going to
come?"
"Well.. " I admitted "unless I .. mentally take myself away, which I
don't want to do , because I am really ..enjoying you - then I'd give
it five minutes, MAX!"
"Okay.. okay. ME first" she insisted and redoubled her efforts at
moving up and down on me. She'd developed a considerable grip which
wasn't there when we started.
She was gripping my chest.
"Tell me again how old you are" she said
"25" I said (or however old I was)
"Oh GOD" she exclaimed "thirty years younger than me, thank you GOD"
and with much ado, and a great deal of noise ( we could hear TVs and
radios being turned up both sides) she came and produced an impressive
amount of fluids in the process, dribbling down over my balls.
She jumped off and immediately enveloped my cock between her huge tits.
"Come on" she encouraged me "shoot it all in here, I DID want it all
inside me, but I've decided I want to see you come"
I obliged, hugely, copiously. Hugely, thickly and creamily.
With all the gigs and sharing a room with Kev, I hadn't had the
opportunity for a wank all week, the last time I had come was the
previous weekend, in Viv's mouth.
She thoroughly rubbed it all into her breasts, very appreciatively
"That was fantastic" she said
I nodded, vainly trying to get my breath back
She looked again at her watch, there were 25 minutes left of safe haven.
"How long before you can get hard again, do you think?" she asked
"Five.. ten minutes. Possibly less, but I wouldn't be able to come again
yet" I admitted
"Not my problem" she laughed "you get lots of girls, I'm sure, I haven't
been touched in years, so....this is MY treat, now. You can have a wank
later, if necessary. You look like you're good at that"
"OOh" was all I could think of to say
"Come here" she said and sat me on the sofa
My cock was back in her mouth, half hard and coming back strong
She may have been the blow job queen of 1950, but she had forgotten
little of the art
Once she'd got me hard again, she licked her way down the back of the
shaft to my balls, and gently sucked each one.
"OOOF" I moaned
"Are you READy?" she grinned?
I nodded
"One more time, is all we've got time for" she warned "I'm torn between
being ravished from behind or having you on top and having your young
hard body overpower me and fuck me into the middle of next week. In
fact, about Thursday"
"Why choose?" I smiled "Li'l bit of each"
She got on all fours and presented her sumptuous arse to me
"Slip in there" she invited me, "and don't be gentle - get the full
length in there"
I took my hard cock in hand and sidled up to her, I did slip, I was not
gentle, and I did indeed deliver the requested full length, my balls
slapping against her curvaceous bottom.
She was unashamedly wanking as I fucked her, her big tits swinging
freely underneath, as I grabbed and kneaded those fantastic breasts.
"Going to c*me" she gasped, "on my back now"
I pulled out and held onto my cock as she rearranged herself on her
back, for the vin*gar strokes.
I moved on top of her and felt her muscles grip me as I slipped back
into her brimming pussy. Her warnings of dryness were certainly
unfounded.
"Can you kiss me and fuck me at the same time?" she asked
"SURE!" I assured her and locked my mouth onto hers, our tongues began
battling and I thought for a moment what a fabulous kisser she was, and
how we , in our brief time together had not done enough of it.
My hips were going ten to the dozen, really quickly really hard now, our
gr*ins smashing together
I realised I was going to come and a little MMF escaped me into her
mouth where it was received and understood
I went to withdraw but a leg whipped round to prevent me
"IN ME" she groaned
I groaned
I did
In her
Great bollockfulls of hot sperm hit her long neglected insides to great
moans from both of us
Her cunt clamped me, like a tyrefitters hand and squeezed the last drops
from me
I collapsed sweating onto her as she had her final climax
"JEEE-sus" she giggled, "can you MOVE IN with me ?"
"I ... have a girlfriend" I explained
"I was a BET wasn't I? " she smiled
"No, a dare" I admitted, "different, no .. winnings, you know. Just a
challenge to see if I could... pull you"
"It wasn't too bad?" She ventured
"I am one hundred percent being honest, when I say you're absolutely
gorgeous, and I loved ... making love to you"
She smiled broadly
"You've made an old lady very happy"
She held her hand out for me to kiss which seemed incongruous in the
extreme.
We showered together and dressed , and kissed goodbye.
As made my way back to my chalet, I passed her entire family on their
way back to the scene of our passion.
There had not been a second to spare !
The next day she and her family were leaving, and I saw them waiting at
the gates for their minibus.
I walked over and Kissed her firmly and lingeringly, full on the mouth,
in front of her daughters and grandc***dren, to the sound of WHOOPS and
catcalls.
She breathlessly mouthed 'bye' as they boarded the bus.
In the late 90's I was doing a solo gig in Beverley Yorkshire, and a
woman walked across who looked startlingly like Veronica did in 1986/7.
On my break, I went to find this woman, and there she was sat with
Veronica, for it was Veronica's daughter I had spotted. Veronica
remembered me immediately. She was with her new husband who was I
would say 40. She seemed very happy, and looked fantastic, now in her
late 60's.
D
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