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It was a day much like this; clear, calm and mild, almost exactly a year ago when I stopped off at my girlfriend’s place to drop off some meals I had prepared. It had been a cold morning, only five or six degrees Celsius, and was still very cool when I got home at 10.00 a.m. from my part-time job. However, it had warmed up as the day progressed and while not balmy was a pleasant temperature.
My girlfriend had a few months previously sold her bungalow and bought two fairly new townhouses in a block of four. Her reasoning, which I couldn’t fault, was that she intended retiring in the next couple of years and wanted an income to supplement her superannuation.
She had moved into one of her townhouses and rented out the other to a young business couple. The townhouse next to her two was owned by an IT specialist currently working in London, who only used it as a base when he returned to New Zealand between contracts. The townhouse at the far end was owned by an older woman, in her eighties, who lived alone. I had seen her several times, only to wave out and say, “Hello!” and my girlfriend had told me her name was Nonna.
On this afternoon, Nonna was out in her little front garden when I pulled up, and as I walked up to my girlfriend’s door she waved out and called a greeting. I responded and went inside, put the meals in the refrigerator and returned outside. Nonna was waiting by the gate, and asked if I wanted a cup of tea. I politely declined, and then she suggested a glass of wine, saying she usually had one at this time of day.
It had gone 3.00 p.m. and a glass of wine sounded infinitely more attractive than a cup of tea, so I readily agreed and followed Nonna the short distance to her house and inside. Closing the front door behind me she went to the kitchenette and took a bottle of white wine from the refrigerator and two glasses from the sideboard and came back into the lounge area, ushering me into a chair and pouring me a glass of wine before filling her own glass.
I covertly studied her as she fetched the wine and put on the music: she was about average height and with a seemingly well-covered body. Her thick, wavy white hair was cut just above her neck, and she was wearing an expensive-looking off-white satiny shift frock that fell to her mid-calf, with an apricot panel in the front from the neck to the waist, all covered with a filmy over-frock.
Before sitting in a chair near mine she turned on a CD player. The music was soft jazz, it sounded vaguely familiar and could have been Michael Franks, and we sat and chatted for a while. I questioned her about her background as he voice had a pleasant, slightly foreign intonation, and she told me she was born and grew up in Italy, not leaving there until in her early twenties, having met a Kiwi there on his O.E.
She asked how old I thought she was. I knew she was in her eighties, but I told her she was a young-looking seventy-five. She laughed delightedly, saying she was eighty-five, which astonished me as she looked years younger. The townhouse was light and airy and it was very pleasant sitting chatting and drinking wine with this friendly older woman. We finished our wine and Nonna filled our glasses again.
The CD ended and she changed it for another; this one smoother; more late-night jazz. A cruisy, sexy-sounding track came on. Nonna asked if I liked to dance. I replied that I did, and putting her glass down she stood, moving over to my chair and reaching out for me to dance. I stood and we moved together, taking one of her hands in mine, the other going around her waist as we danced, shuffling around in time to the music.
Her cheek against mine was smooth and soft, and her perfume was delicate and alluring. The next track was similar, but slower. Nonna’s arm on my shoulder slipped to my waist, pulling me closer to her as she pressed her body against mine. The wine, her fragrant and sexy perfume, and the pressure of her soft body against mine were having an undesirable effect and I could feel my cock swelling and hardening, which caused Nonna to press her stomach even more firmly against it.
The track ended and Nonna eased away from me, her hand sliding from my back to reach between us to run her fingers over the bulge of my cock through my trousers, saying something that sounded like, “Scratchy!” I began to stammer an apology but she shushed me, saying, “If you have an itch, you must scratch it!” asking “Doesn’t your girlfriend take care of you?”
I tried to explain that she wasn’t interested in sex, and Nonna replied that that was nonsense and that a fit and healthy man like me needed to be taken care of. Taking a firm grasp of my cock through my trousers with one hand and hooking the other behind my belt she began to back towards her bedroom. Weakly protesting, I allowed myself to be pulled behind her. Backing onto the bed she sat down, pulling me close.
She felt up and down the length of my cock, squeezing it, commenting on its size as her other hand fumbled with my belt. I was still trying to protest as she tugged my trousers and briefs down to my hips, freeing my cock which sprang out towards her. Grabbing my shaft in one hand she pulled me still closer as she bent to take me into her hot mouth.
Over the next few minutes, I enjoyed the most voluptuous mouth job I had had in years. I hadn’t masturbated in over a week, and all too soon I could feel that I was close to climax. I tried to pull away but Nonna held me ever closer until I exploded into her mouth. Murmuring seemingly in approval, Nonna swallowed my load, her hand on my shaft milking me until I was spent. Releasing me, she took a hanky from her pocket and wiped her mouth delicately before standing and kissing me on the lips.
“There!” she said softly, “Doesn’t that feel better?” I had to agree, as I tucked my cock away and rearranged my clothing. Taking me by the hand she led me back to my chair in the lounge and we sat. As we sipped our wine Nonna told me firmly, “Now you must come back at the same time next week and we will do it again!”
“Nonna,” I protested, “I can’t come back here just for sex!”
“Nonsense!” she retorted, “It’s not just sex! I like you and I like your company, and a healthy man like you needs his wants taken care of. Let Nonna take care of you.” Much as I had enjoyed our afternoon, it took further persuasion from Nonna before I agreed to her suggestion.
The following week was almost an exact replay of our first meeting, although this time I was no longer reluctant. We sat and chatted over a glass or two of wine, danced together, and then went to the bedroom where Nonna again sucked me off. This time she had me remove my trousers and underwear completely, and fondled my balls and fingered my asshole as she sucked me.
Before she released me she cupped my balls, telling me, “If you do not scratch your itch and get relief you will get pain here,” and she gently squeezed my balls, “and here!” and she reached up and tapped my head. It had probably been fifteen years since I had had ‘blue balls’ and a headache from unrequited lust, but I nodded agreement, and she told me I must return the following week at the same time.
Next week, Nonna dialled things up a little. When she greeted me at the door she was wearing a belted silk robe, which I didn’t remark on as it looked expensive and not at all what a woman of her years might wear in the afternoon. However when we finally got to the bedroom, as she began to suck me Nonna unbelted her robe, letting it fall open to expose her naked body. The contrast of her large and very dark aureoles and nipples against her large white breasts was startling, and her rounded belly surmounted a thicket of grey hairs at the junction of her thighs.
As I moved forward to offer my stiff cock to her lips as she sat on the edge of the bed, she took a small tube of lubricant from the pocket of the robe, squeezing lubricant onto her fingers and wetting her pussy as she sucked me. Taking her mouth from my cock she told me, “I haven’t done this for fifteen years, so please be gentle!”
Getting up and shedding the robe, she climbed onto the edge of the bed and knelt with her backside facing me. As I guided my knob between the lips of her pussy she dropped to her elbows, elevating the full, round white globes of her ass even more. Although she was tight, with the help of the lubricant I entered her with little problem. I slowly worked deeper inside her until my belly was pressed against her warm, full bottom, and I reached under her to cup her pendulous breasts, gently pinching and twisted her slowly hardening nipples.
“Yes, my darling” she breathed “that feels wonderful. Just move slowly until Nonna tells you to let go, and then you can go hard!” I began to move slowly inside her, gradually feeling her opening up and getting moist. “A little harder, if you like, my darling.” Nonna murmured and I began a slow and steady thrusting, withdrawing a little further each time before pushing back in.
Nonna continued to murmur encouragement, giving little gasps and moans of excitement for many minutes, until I could feel that she was fully open and comfortably wet. “Yes, my darling,” she moaned, “give it to me!” And I began to increase my thrusting, conscious all the time of not wishing to hurt her. It wasn’t long before I was thrusting regularly, sliding the full length of my cock in and out, pulling out until only my tip was inside her and then thrusting all the way back, but without pounding her.
Nonna continued to moan encouragement, responding by pushing her hips back to meet my thrusts until I pushed in hard one last time and spent inside her.
After a few gentle thrusts to wring the last of my spunk from my cock I withdrew my slowly shrinking cock from the warm clasp of Nonna’s pussy and we collapsed together on the bed. I murmured my disappointment that Nonna hadn’t climaxed, and she told me gently that after fifteen years she was out of practice, and anyway it was my needs that were important, not hers. I felt humbled by this statement, amazed that a woman of her age would give herself gladly and selflessly to a man like me that she had known for such a short time.
This highly pleasurable activity continued weekly for the next several weeks. We would drink wine and chat, and then dance. Nonna would hold me tightly as we danced and her lush nakedness beneath her thin robe quickly bought me to raging hardness; we would then progress to the bedroom where Nonna would gently suck my cock for several minutes before getting on her knees on the edge of the bed so I could mount her.
Although I would like to have been able to kiss her as we made love, the position offered me the compensation of being able to watch my cock surge back and forth beneath the swell of Nonna’s broad white bum, and I could reach under her to fondle her heavy, soft breasts. After we had climaxed, or more often I had climaxed, we dressed and returned to the lounge.
One afternoon, after we had made love and were sipping our wine, Nonna asked me if I had ever experienced “bottom love”. I was confused and it must have showed. Nonna explained that in the village where she grew up, boys and girls and young men and women matured early and were sexually active from sixteen. A girl’s virginity was highly prized, and so to preserve it girls were usually shown by their mothers how to fellate a man or boy to satisfy him and reduce the chances of impetuous ‘accidents”.
Nonna’s mother had died of puerperal sepsis following the birth of Nonna’s younger brother, and so, using a banana, when Nonna was sixteen years old her “Nonna’ or grandmother had demonstrated to Nonna how to suck a man’s cock. Furthermore, as the area was a staunchly Catholic one and pre-marriage pregnancies were considered a social disgrace, engaged couples wanting to indulge in sexual activity practised anal sex, with the young woman surrendering her bottom to her fiancé.
I was fascinated, and Nonna went on to say that even married couples practised anal sex as a form of contraception when the woman was at her most fertile time of the month. I asked Nonna if she and her husband had done so and she nodded, adding that her husband had used her bottom until well after her “change of life” to avoid an unwanted pregnancy. Looking at me slyly, she asked if I had ever had “bottom love”. A little embarrassed I murmured not for some years and she laughed, saying, “Maybe next time, my darling boy!”
The following week as we made our way to the bedroom Nonna told me that we could try “bottom love”, but only if I could be very gently initially, as my cock was large and her bottom was unused to having sex. With a twinkle in her eye, she suggested that to help her get ready I could use my mouth on her. Unbelting her robe to drop to the floor Nonna knelt up on the bed, reaching back with both hands to spread her buttocks, revealing the pink corona of her wrinkled hole.
Dropping to my knees I thrust my face between her broad white buttocks, licking around the pucker of her anus before beginning to work the tip of my tongue inside. Nonna murmured appreciatively as I worked my tongue deeper into her hot, tight nether hole, until she reached back to pass me a tube of lubricant.
Taking my tongue from her anus I stood to lubricate my stiff cock generously, then spread an equally generous amount of lubricant over and around her hole, gradually working two well-lubricated fingers deep inside until she murmured, “Yes, my darling boy, try it now.” Shuffling closer I guided the tip of my cock to her anus, pushing part-way in as I withdrew my fingers. With my knob partly engaged in her hole, I cautiously pressed forward but could make no headway.
“Gently, my darling boy,” Nonna breathed, “be patient and let it happen.” For what seemed like minutes I stood poised above her with my knob lodged only partway in her anus until she suddenly pushed back against me and my knob slipped inside and the tight ring of muscle clamped around my shaft.
“Ah, that’s good, my darling,” Nonna murmured, “now push slowly!” I pressed forward, sliding an inch or so of my shaft inward, easing partway back then pressing forward again until my belly pressed hard against her broad and soft white buttocks. Beginning to move my cock back and forth within the tight clasp of Nonna’s bum, I gradually increased the length of my thrusts as I felt her anus opening like a flower in response to my movements. “Ah yes, my darling,” Nonna murmured, “that feels wonderful!”
Taking care to control my thrusts, I slowly built up a steady rhythm of deep but gentle thrusts, Nonna murmuring her approval and encouragement, “Yes my darling boy that is wonderful. You are like a bull and I am your cow!” Her hips began to push back to meet my thrusts: to my astonishment, she seemed more excited than when I was penetrating her pussy.
In response to the backward pushes of her hips, I increased the speed and depths of my thrusts, Nonna responding as she pushed her broad hips back to meet my lunges. “Yes my lover,” she urged, “give it to me; fill me with your seed!” I was astonished, as she seemed much more excited than in our previous sessions.
Grasping her hips in both hands I began pumping faster, my excitement growing to match Nonna’s. My belly slapped hard against her, rebounding from the full globes of her white buttocks. Nonna’s excitement grew to a new level; she was whining and moaning in pleasure and with a final few thrusts I clamped hard against her, my body shaking as my spunk jetted into her and she cried out in the noisiest climax I had experienced with her as her tight ring of anal muscle milked my shaft.
My shrinking cock slowly slipped from Nonna and I released her hips to let her slump onto the bed. Rolling over, she reached her arms out to me. “My lover, my bull,” she murmured as I moved into her arms and she covered my face with kisses, “You make Nonna so happy!”
I was nonplussed at her reaction: we had enjoyed regular sex together, although she had not always climaxed. “What was so special Nonna?” I queried gently.
“Don’t you see my darling?” she asked, “Bottom love was my first virginity. It was the first way I learnt to enjoy sex, and so I have always enjoyed it the best. I was unsure that you and I could do it, as you are so big and it has been so long for me, but once you were inside me all my pleasurable memories flooded back and you made me so excited!”
Gently kissing her flushed cheeks, I marvelled that such a wonderful mature woman could be capable of giving and enjoying such incredible sexual pleasure.
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Chastity with Ex as Keyholder Ch. 06bychastity_sissy©My Ex knew me. She knew me better than I knew myself. She knew it had been a deep, disregarded fantasy of mine to be a helpless maid amongst a variety of men and women, all dressed up in pretty outfits demanding drinks and snacks from the maids passing by.She had, without a doubt, put "the guy" in his place. My cock was completely locked away in full metal, and it would require an ER visit to physically remove the device without a key. I...
Chastity with Ex as Keyholder Ch. 02bychastity_sissy©From what I could remember the following morning, I had definitely done something stupid. My memory became fuzzy after she had left. Just as she had predicted, I surfed the web and looked at my saved cache of porn. Unable to get off on it, I drank more and stayed up later than usual until everything became a blur and I woke up on the couch, still dressed in the corset and nylons.Good thing I had the day off.Work! How could I deal with wearing...
Chastity with Ex as Keyholderbychastity_sissy©Several days off. I was looking forward to it. The days off had been meant for something else, but those plans fell through. Now, I had the weekend plus several extra days. I could barely contain myself as I was excited to try out the new toy I had recently purchased.As soon as I got to my apartment, I checked with the management building and sure enough, the package was there. Before I could do anything else, I had the package opened on my table...
going to cut this story down...lols.but again, being an international coach driver the chances of meeting single/married women alone are very good.we do contract work for a company from island and i am lucky to do 3/4 tours a year with them.this tour to south tirol, well near the gardasee was booked out with 50 people, we had as usual many single rooms......at least 5 single women!!1 women met my eyes immediatly at the airport, i learned that evening, because we always seemed to end up at the...
My wife Lynn and I got married when we were both barely eighteen years old. Soon afterward we had started exploring the swinger lifestyle, starting with nude photography, exhibitionism, and threesomes with a few of my friends. We had also started getting into watching porn movies, and in the late seventies, VCR's were just starting to come out. Finding adult movies in our small conservative city was impossible, so I'd been going to a larger city about fifty miles away to buy movies at an adult...
Wife LoversI had always enjoyed sex with older Ladies when I was in my 20’s I could not get enough of Ladies in there 30’s, 40’s, 50’s and even 60’s some of them even payed me for sex and that was a real turn on even if most of them where very fat and not very pretty, they where nearly always married and they wanted bare cock inside there wet pussies. This ment I normaly filled them with my thick white cum when we fucked. I often wondered how many went home to there husbands with a pussy full of my young...
My first time with an older woman was when I was 19. She was 31. It was a hot summer day. I had been texting her for a while and hoped to fuck her, but I didn't think she would agree to have sex with a young boy like me. Luckily for me, she was home alone and bored. Her husband was out of town on business and would not be there for 2 weeks. She invited me to see her and talk in a friendly way. Her home was nearby. I took a quick shower, put on nice clothes and perfume, and left quickly and...
Adwomen A Short Story By Maryanne Peters Siobhan and I had gone through a similar education for a career in advertising. We shared a modest apartment in the city. We were both young and ambitious, and short of money. The only real differences were that she was a woman, and I wasn't; and I had talent, and she didn't. So, imagine my private disgust when she got a prime job at the Garret Agency, and I was still only free-lancing. She got the job because she was what I was not. ...
Hi this me Solomon from Chennai I am 18 years of age from last 2 year I had a dream to fuck any one day I got a chance inn that .in my old house I had a watch women was very sexy and had a structure of 36-30-36 and fair in color. One day I had been shifted my house from there and I had been sad for shifting my house so I can’t see my uma akka (watch women). One I went to my old house that I want to take my bank letter from that house. That day she was very sexy in blue color saree tat was very...
The Photograph The Photograph This story is all a reaction to a photograph I saw in National Geographic Magazine. Sometime in the 1980 NG did an an article on modern Japan. The purpose of the shot was to illustrate how the impact of population density and the scarcity of open land impacts the society. It showed two women in formal equestrian attire seated atop mechanical horses on front of a large projector television. The shot featured the mechanical equines with the image of a green...
On Friday Mary set the time for her and Jerome to get together for the first time. They agreed that he would follow her in his car to the road behind her house. He would then park his car on the strip mall lot and get into her car. That way she could pull directly into her house garage. Once the door to the garage closed they would exit the car and move into the house. He would leave the same way. That way no one would know she had a man, especially a black man, in her car or her house or her...
or "Happiest Guy On Campus" Chapter 1: Proposition "What!?" wasn't a terribly snappy response but the question had come out of left field, so "What!?" was the best I could manage on the spur of the moment. "We want you to be our first," Julie said again, sitting down across from me in the dorm floor's kitchen, smiling her enigmatic smile. Making a great leap of understanding (or was it outrageous, lustful hope?) I asked and at the same time answered the obvious question: "You...
Reddit Women of Color, aka r/WomenOfColor/! I must say that multiracial bitches pack quite a punch when it comes to the stuff they strut. It’s not that I have anything against white bitches. In fact, I don’t give a fuck about busting a nut into white bitches. But let me be honest. Mixed race bitches often pass off as sexier and more exotic compared to your ordinary white neighborhood whores. I am not sure what is your take on this. But fuck you! I don’t give a fuck about your fucking take....
Reddit NSFW ListAlright guys, time to take a back seat and let your girlfriend or wife into the room. Yeah, that’s right. Get out of here. Go play some video games or go jerk it to some hardcore porn somewhere else. Me and your girl need some alone time to talk. Don’t worry, you’re not getting cucked yet, at least not by me. I’ve just got some good shit for her.Okay, is he gone? Sweet, let's get down to business, babe. You probably don’t like the same kind of porn your guy does. And before you start denying...
Porn for Women SitesXHamster.com is a well-known website for free porn on the internet. If you want to get a huge repository of porn, one of the best places to go to would be XHamster.com. There are just so many different videos to enjoy there that you would be stunned by what you can find. One of the things I found for example, is an entire section dedicated to women. I never even knew that women were an important enough demographic for porn sites! But I guess that XHamster.com saw the use of there being a...
Porn for Women SitesWhile the porn industry has always been dominated by male viewers, some sites have noticed that there has been an influx of female users in the last couple of years. That’s why websites like XVideos.com have started to implement porn for women. This kind of porn is more oriented towards chicks and if just appeals to them a lot more. If you’re a woman, then you probably know what kind of porn I’m talking about. We’re looking at sensual and erotic stuff, and sometimes taboo fantasies too, such as...
Porn for Women SitesI know this is going to blow some minds out there if any guys are reading, but women love porn too! I know, it sounds crazy, but I swear that it’s true. After all, I’m The Porn Dude and I basically know every single thing that there is to know about porn, including who likes what. When it comes to chicks, they usually dig different porn than what guys want. Of course, just like in everyday things, girls are often quite picky and won’t settle just for any kind of porn. That’s why some platforms...
Porn for Women SitesTowards the end of my last but one year at school a new boy joined our class. He had been at boarding school but his father had died a year or so earlier and his mother wanted him nearer home so he could stay with her.It’s always difficult coming into a new school and more so when everyone else already have long established friends or groups. However as my father had also died a couple of years earlier the headmaster asked me to “take him under my wing” on the basis we’d have this experience in...
As Mike wandered off with his new conquest, I found myself wondering what might be in store for me tonight. We were at a club with a reputation for having a large number of cougars amongst its clientele and tonight was locally known as ‘Grab a granny’ night. Although neither Mike nor I were in the first flush of youth, we both had a predilection for the more mature woman. Earlier, we had seen two gorgeous looking women enter the club. One, in particular, took my eye. She was dressed in a...
MatureIt is the annual alumni reunion event at the Lauderton High School, which they hold in the large gymnasium in the main school building. The events in these stories take place at various times during the evening, and to different characters; they are not chapters of the same story, but a series of separate takes. We are the invisible camera, panning around the scene and then zooming in for a close-up ... TAKE SIX Catherine Rankine had a preoccupied air as she exchanged small talk...
A new story by Tanya Grant - Copyright Tanya Grant 2002. The first part in a new mystery story, look out for parts 2-5, coming soon. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder ? by: Tanya Grant "Blues in Blue" "Ward, get your sorry arse in here!" the Superintendent's bellow echoed around the station. I got up from my desk and shuffled with my head down towards the Super's office. Even without looking I could tell that my fellow officers didn't care a damn what happened to me,...
--- Chapter 1: eyes of the beholder --- Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. The paws echoed over the hardwood floor. Slowly and surely the creature moved towards the wall where a woman dressed in jungle clothing stood still. Watching the creature as it moved itself towards her. Her face appeared to be conflicted with emotions, the curves on her mouth subtle moved in a smile, but her eyes revealed some kind of fear while her eyebrows and cheeks conveyed some form of impression. She lowered...