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Although the media would have you believe otherwise, older people still have sexual desire. Lust doesn't disappear as one gets older. Sure, it might fade, especially in marriages, but there are always other options. Sometimes new experiences can change lives for those who are not closed to them. Raised to despise homosexuals, if our protagonists were honest, the guilt played a big part in how enjoyable it was. Knowing that what they were doing was considered perverted, even sick. Even with the massive Pride movement, the great majority were disgusted by two older men who dressed up as slutty whores and had sex with each other. Naturally, in reality none of that was true, people couldn't care less what others did behind closed doors or even in public. As long as no one was hurt, they had their own lives to deal with and two old farts prancing around in women's lingerie was simply irrelevant. But Gary and Charles' fantasy revolved around their idea that everyone else was outraged and appalled by their behavior, as it added to their delight in each other. Gary was a healthy 65 year old, solidly built, 6'2", light blonde hair which was almost all still there, and in good shape due to gym sessions almost every day. His wife had passed away, cervical cancer, nearly 15 years ago. No children, no other family nearby. Gary had his own construction company which ran well enough without him but he liked to check in a couple of times a week, which mainly consisted of drinking a few beers with the boys. Gary had had a few girlfriends since his wife passed away but nothing consistent. He wasn't looking for commitment and most of the women dated were, so the brief affairs tended to end quickly. Until he met Charles he thought that he stick to paid company which, to his reckoning, worked out a damn sight cheaper than dating. Gary stuck to his routines and tended to eat out at the local diner every Wednesday night. He always had a table in the back and usually had the same thing. As a regular he knew everyone who worked there and he enjoyed his Wednesday meals. So it was somewhat disconcerting when on one particular Wednesday he sauntered into The Lazy Bayou and found his table occupied. He stomped to the back of the diner intending to tell whoever it was to take a hike, but found someone who seemed familiar waiting for him. "Gary! Thought I'd find you here. Bet you don't remember me..." "Uh...it's not Charles, is it? From high school?" "Wow, I'm impressed! I've recently moved into the area and thought I'd let you know. You don't mind me sitting here, do you?" Long story short, the two men caught up over dinner and a few more beers than Gary was used to having. Charles was recently divorced, grown-up kids, so decided to move near the coast and the men doing work on his house were employed by Gary. Charles was a small man, about 5'8", a bit heavy but not obese. Charles was in in early 60s and his longish brown hair was loose and he was clean- shaven. As Gary didn't have any real friends nearby other than his staff, he thought he and Charles might hang out together and watch some football or whatever. Charles was very happy to see Gary as he didn't know anyone locally. He managed to keep enough money after the divorce (which was friendly, his wife decided after 40 years she preferred women) to live comfortably. He had planned to try his hand at writing, maybe self-publish a novel or two, and look into getting a boat. The very next night Gary came to Charles' place for dinner. His staff had done a good job on the house and it was nicely modernized, much too big for just Charles but property wasn't expensive locally. After dinner they watched an old film and chatted. Charles got up to use the bathroom and Gary noticed what looked like pink underwear peeking out of the back of Charles' pants. When Charles sat down again Gary asked, "Do you wear panties these days, Charles?" Charles blushed and looked uncomfortable. "Uh, yeah, well, before we divorced I thought I'd try to spice things up, and Sherry thought they looked nice on me. I guess I sort of got into the habit..." Gary sniggered. "It's kind of gay, isn't it, Charles? Not that I have anything against it of course, but still, I didn't you know that you..." "What? I'm not gay! It's just that, well, they're very comfortable and...and sexy!" Charles was blushing and wondering if he'd ruined their friendship. If Gary wanted to he'd tell people that he was a pervert or whatever and it would ruin his new life. "Uh, I guess we should call it a night..." Charles added in a small voice. It was a rare occasion that Gary didn't understand his own feelings, but this was one of them. He really liked Charles but certainly didn't want to hang out with a gay man, just the two of them. At the same time, for some reason he found himself intrigued with the situation. He kept starting at Charles' crotch wondering what he looked like in his pink panties. He tried to shake it off, after all he wasn't in the slightest gay, but maybe because he hadn't been with a woman in so long...he felt himself feeling warm, embarrassed and a bit silly, but he still couldn't tear his eyes away from Charles. "Why? The night is young. Let's have another drink." Charles quickly left to get another couple of beers and brought in a bottle of fine rum as well. They sat down, opened their beers and went back to watching the film. At least Charles did, but Gary kept sneaking looks at Charles. He couldn't help himself. "Uh, Charles, I'm sorry if I'm nosey and feel free not to answer, but...do you wear any other, uh, women's clothes? Pantyhose? Do you, oh, shave your legs?" Charles looked up, horrified, at Gary. What was this about? "Try this rum and I'll tell you." Charles poured them both a generous glass of rum with a small amount of ice. "Ah, that's better. Well, to tell you the truth, the panties looked weird with my hair, so at first I shaved just the crotch region. But then I thought I might as well shave my legs completely. I'm not a very hairy guy so there wasn't much anyway, and feeling them without hair, totally smooth, is unbelievably sexy. I couldn't keep my hands off them, and, well, eventually I did buy some pantyhose. The feeling is out of this world, just having my nylon-coated thighs rubbing against each other, mmmm, it's fantastic." Gary couldn't believe how casual Charles was about it all. But he thought, well, why not? He's a single guy, why shouldn't he feel sexy? No harm done, no one else knows, and it did sound fun. "Wow, I mean, it does sound fun, actually. You know, I haven't, uh, been getting much lately, and, well, you know..." Charles smiled and replied, "Tell me about it! At least you're a big, handsome guy, I'm just a pipsqueak. Even before my divorce there was nothing at all. Not that I'm with anyone now of course, it's just that, with these clothes and shaving and talking to like-minded people on the internet, well..." Gary was amazed. "Really? On the internet? What, with cameras as well?" "Yeah, sometimes. Just teasing really, but some people get really into it, with toys and vegetables and, well, ..." "Will you show me how? I mean, obviously not all the toys and stuff, but shaving? I have no idea..." "Sure! No time like the present." And Gary followed Charles upstairs to his large bathroom. "OK, well, here's all the stuff - razor, gel, moisturizer, etc. Just slip off your jeans and underwear." Gary blushed but he could see no downside. "Sure." He stripped off everything but his tight white Y-fronts. "Uh, Gary, those have to go as well. I know, let me show you the end result so you can see why." Charles quickly stripped off all his clothes but his pink panties. He had been erect for quite some time so there was a wet spot at the end of his erection at the top of his panties where his cock was trying to peek out. He pushed it to the side and gave it a brief rub. "See? No hair at all. Otherwise it ruins the effect." Charles did a slow twirl to show off his rear end as he always thought his ass was cute in panties. "What do you think?" Gary had also been hard and it showed as he tented out his tight white underwear. "Charles, they're, well, gorgeous. And your legs are better than most women." "I can see you appreciate them, Gary." Charles moved closer and slowly stroked his inner thighs. "Hair would spoil the effect. Feel how smooth." Both men knew that they were taking chances here. They had grown up with an equal measure of fear and ridicule of gay men, but right here, right now both were hot and horny, and the taboo nature of what they were doing was a huge turn-on for both. Gary moved forward and stroked Charles' thighs, up and down, with both hands. Charles hadn't had anyone touch him intimately in so long that he couldn't help but release a long moan. "Oooooh, that feels so good..." He reached in and did the same to Gary. "Let me shave you Gary, you'll feel how nice it is without hair." Both men were stroking the other's thighs and were panting with excitement. Finally Charles put a stop to it. "Gary, once you're shaved we can feel the difference." He pulled Gary's hands away then reached around and gave Gary's ass a squeeze with both hands. "Once you're fully smooth you'll be surprised at how sensuous this feels. And I've only felt my own hands, I can only imagine what it will feel like when someone else touches me..." Gary, hypnotized, moved his head closer to Charles' but then suddenly pulled back. "Charles, this is, well, wrong, we're both guys, what are we doing, it's..." Charles gently held Gary's head in both of his hands. "Does it feel wrong to you? Who are we hurting? Are we cheating on anyone? The reason I wore the panties and shaved myself was, well, partly because it was so...dirty, forbidden, off limits, that it turned me on even more. Don't you want to try it? Your hair with grow back you know..." Charles said with a wink. Gary started to open his mouth to object when Charles moved forward and pressed his lips against Gary's. He softly pushed against Gary then parted his lips and wormed his tongue into Gary's mouth. Gary froze but then slowly responded, also slowly and softly, as Charles pushed his body against Gary's. The two men, both in their underwear (panties in Charles' case), settled into each other and shared a long, sensuous kiss as they rubbed against each other, their erections pushing and sliding against each other, throbbing with desire. Finally Gary pulled back. "It's still wrong, Charles, but it's so delicious, unthinkable, it makes it even sweeter. Please shave me." Charles slowly pulled Gary's underwear down. Gary's long, thick erection snapped up onto his stomach as the underwear was pulled down to his knees. Charles didn't touch it but ran his hands up and down Gary's legs and onto his naked rear. "You have a lot of hair, Gary, let's get started." Charles started at Gary's feet and slowly worked his way up. He ignored the crotch area for now and smoothed the gel all over Gary's rear and into his crack. Gary was moaning and dripping precum but Charles was slow and methodical in shaving, parting his cheeks and shaving all around his rosebud. Charles was curious if he would be turned off by touching another man but he was hugely excited. His wife forbid almost anything other than straight missionary sex and Charles found the intimacy enthralling, and Gary's reactions to his probing and rubbing made his feel in control and empowered. "How does that feel, Gary? Smooth as silk...now let's get rid of the rest of it." Charles used scissors to cut Gary's pubic hair as close as he could then carefully shaved the rest, including on his balls, with lots of gel. Gary was whimpering and panting by now. "There! All done. Now let me clean you off with this warm washcloth and get this nice smelling lotion on so you don't get a rash." Once gently wiped and dried, Charles poured a generous amount of flowery lotion on his hands and slowly rubbed it into Gary's legs. As he moved up, he concentrated on Gary's rear, and teased Gary's hole with his greasy fingers. Gary jumped and squealed but Charles quickly removed his fingers and finished his moisturizing. "Don't I get a kiss for all that work, big boy?" Charles batted his eyes at Gary who had been edged for so long. Gary took Charles into his arms and gave him a long, deep kiss, pushing himself against Charles, still in his pink panties. Finally Charles pulled away. "I think we're both in a bit of a state. What now?" "I...I don't know," Gary moaned. "I, I just need relief..." Charles was also close and wanted desperately to come. He quickly peeled off his panties. "Gary...rub some of that lotion on me please." Gary immediately poured it into his hands and touched the first cock other than his own. It was so hard yet soft, it felt alive in his hands, moving up and down. It was thick and average length, cut with a large mushroom head. Charles moaned and took the lotion to reciprocate. Both men were gently stroking each other's erections, covered with lotion. They moved even closer and kissed. They both increased the tempo of their strokes, whimpering into each other's mouth, tongues entwined, and their hands moved faster and faster. They couldn't last long and Gary came first, huge squirts of hot cream fountaining up and then all over Charles' hands. That set off Charles who mirrored Gary, his hips involuntarily bucking back and forth as his cock streamed his milky emissions up and then over Gary's hands. They kept going until both were completely drained. Gary had thought that he might be disgusted at this gay scene once he had come but was delighted to find that he felt all warm and tender towards Charles, and they shared an exhausted kiss. Their cum-coated hands moved to pull each other in as they kissed. Charles was amazed that he was still partially hard. Even at his best he needed a few hours at least to get hard again back when he had sex with his wife. But he was still excited at being with Gary and rubbed against him as they kissed. "Gary, that was, well...incredible. So much better than, well, you know," exclaimed Charles. His eyes filled with tears. "And to think I've waited so long to experience this, we could have been together years ago. Still, better late than never..." "I know...it was wonderful. Here, let me taste you." Gary moved his hand to his own mouth and tasted Charles' cum. It was warm and salty, not gross and clammy as he had imagined. "Here, let me have a taste." Charles took Gary's hand and sucked on his fingers. "Mmm...I can't believe I haven't tasted my own cum before now. Not bad at all..." "Let's clean up, Charles, before it dries on us!" Both men entered the generously sized shower and washed each other with body wash. They didn't do more than wash each other as both were soft by now. "Gary, you don't have much hair on your chest, might as well take it off..." So Charles shaved the rest of Gary's body including his underarms, and Gary did the same for Charles. Eventually they managed to keep their hands off their partner, left the shower and toweled each other off with large fluffy towels, after which they applied lotion to each other. They moved to the bedroom and sat together on a chaise lounge. "Charles, don't get me wrong but I have to admit I'm not really attracted to men. I don't see a good looking man and wonder about what he's like in bed. It's all about women." "Gary, I'm exactly the same. Breasts, legs, the whole package. Beautiful hair and lips, lovely ass, I just adore women. So, maybe we could continue what we started?" "I was thinking the same thing. We don't have to be perfect and we'll probably never pass as women, but it would really turn me on to dress up as a sexy slut and have you do the same. We could help each other with the clothes, wigs and make-up, and of course tease each other and, well..." "Well," Charles continued, "we'll have so much fun exploring everything we missed out on for all these years. We can invent scenarios, play acting, but with such delicious endings..." The two men kissed gently. Gary pulled Charles' towel down and rubbed his nipples. Charles did the same to Gary and they melted into each other. Gary stood up and took Charles by the hand to lead him to the large bed where they both laid down, side to side. Charles put his hands on each side of Gary's head and pulled him in for a kiss. It was a passionate, deep kiss, wet and sloppy. Both men were rock hard again. Charles pulled back slightly and took Gary's erection in his hand. "So, what are we going to do about this problem, you bad girl?" he said in a high, falsetto voice. "Do you want me to rub it for you? Would that make it all better?" Gary moaned as Charles ran his palm lightly over the head. "Yes, I've been a very bad girl. You need to punish me, uh..." Gary said in his best whispery, feminine voice. "But, darling girl, what's your name?" Charles smiled wickedly. Clearly they couldn't use their male names with each other. "I can't believe you don't know, after we shared that delicious treat together earlier. Your girl cream tastes so yummy! I'm Clair." Gary reached down and pushed Clair's legs apart, then reached in and stroked her silky balls, making Clair moan. "I'm Dee. Do you like that Clair, when I stroke you there? Just like that?" Clair (n?e Charles) replied, "Oh yes, Dee, it's lovely but you've been such a bad girl. Now get down there and suck my toes." Dee (n?e Gary) was more turned on then she could ever remember. Sex for him, even with her wife, was always a few kisses and rubs then intercourse for a few minutes. This was something else, dirty but sensuous, obscene but unbelievably hot. She scooted down to Clair's feet and gave both a brief massage before licking her right foot from heel to toes, then washing each toe and in between with her tongue, finally sucking on her big toe. She took the toe into her mouth and pretended it was Clair's cock, running her tongue around the tip, pressing the underside with short strokes, and finally sucking it in and out of her mouth as if she were giving head. She looked up at Clair while sucking her toe, trying to look sexy. Clair giggled; Dee couldn't help looking like what she was, an older man sucking on her toes, but she had plans for that. "Enough of that, now turn over for your spanking young missy." Dee popped Clair's toe out of her mouth and turned over on the bed. Clair slowly rubbed her rear. "Oh Dee, it's you have such a firm, round ass. Has anyone ever played with it before?" Dee was moaning and trying not to hump against the bedsheets. "No Clair, never, you're the first." Clair gently stroked Dee's ass cheeks, squeezing and rubbing, then spread her legs apart. "How about here?" she whispered as she ran her fingers down Dee's crack and circled her rosebud. "Do you like this? How about this?" She gently pushed her fingertip into Dee's hole, and Dee squealed and tried to hold still. "Oh Clair, don't stop, it's so nice..." Clair pulled her finger out. "Now don't go anywhere!" she said, quickly clambering off the bed. Clair nipped into the bathroom and returned with the moisturizing lotion they used earlier. "Now, where were we, oh yes..." She dribbled a generous amount on Dee's rear and smoothed it in. It was wonderful to feel Dee's smooth, muscular ass with the creamy lotion, and Clair kept adding more, pushing it into Dee's crack with her thumbs. She took her time and eventually got to Dee's hole again where she pushed some lotion in followed by her finger. "You bad little girl, you like my finger up your bottom, don't you? You like it when I push it in and out like this, Dee? Let me add another one, yes, the middle finger, nice and long. How does that feel? Let me explore down there...yes, there's a spongy thing down there, how does this feel?" Dee nearly came when Clair massaged her prostate. Clair pulled her fingers out and pulled Dee's hips up so she no longer had her erection rubbing on the bed. "You bad girl, you nearly messed up my lovely bed! We simply can't have that, now can we?" Clair starting smacking Dee's rear with open-handed swats. They were more painful as her ass was soaked with the lotion, and Clair kept it up until Dee's cheeks had a rosy glow. "That should teach you, young lady! Now I have a terrible itch and I want you to make it better." Dee turned around and moved to take Clair's cock in her hand. "No silly, it's too sensitive for that, use your tongue!" Dee looked up at Clair. This was moving things along - was she ready? It was so, well, wrong, but that gave it a very powerful attraction. She slowly moved down Clair's body and gave her long, hard cock a tentative lick. It smelled clean but a bit musky and there was clear fluid leaking out of the head. She licked some of the precum, decided it was tasty and engulfed the head. Clair moaned and pushed her hips up. Dee took more of Clair into her mouth and grasped the base with her hand, stroking gently up and down while exploring the head with her tongue. "Oh, that's divine, Dee, don't stop..." Dee stroked faster and took more of Clair's cock into her mouth and pushed down her throat until she started to gag, then backed off. She settled into a rhythm, and kept stroking and sucking. She used her other hand to caress Clair's lovely, round ass, and when she poked her thumb into Clair's hole she squeaked, bucked her hips and came into Dee's mouth. Dee was ready and took it all in, swallowing quickly but some leaked out. She kept sucking until Clair finally stopped. "Oh Dee, that was heaven. Give me a kiss you bad girl." Dee crawled up and laid full-length on top of Clair and gave her a wet, sloppy kiss. They shared Clair's emission between them, exploring each other's mouth until only a vague taste was left. The two lovers were spent, at least for now. It was late and they cuddled as they fell into an exhaustive sleep. The bed was wet and the entire room stank of cum, sex and sweat, but Dee and Clair didn't care, they were grateful and happy to lie in each other's arms, legs tangled, satiated and blissfully contented. *** "Ding-dong!" Clair woke up with the doorbell, glanced at the bedside clock - 8:00 AM. Then suddenly remembered - Agnes. Oh dear, how could she have forgot Agnes would be here bright and early to go out to breakfast then shopping? Agnes doesn't drive and Charles took her out once a month to the out of town mall where they could gossip and shop together. They met at a local restaurant and Charles had offered. Agnes was great fun, a retiree who loved to chat. Nothing more than that, but now with Dee spread across her bed, the place reeking of sex and Clair badly needing a shower, things were a bit complicated. Clair quickly put on a dressing gown and went to answer the door. "Oh, I'm so sorry Agnes, I totally forgot!" Clair was hoping that Agnes would understand and leave but she brushed back Clair and walked in like she owned the place. "Charles - who do you have over? You old dog, I wasn't good enough for you? Wow, she must have really wore you out to forget our regular appointment! Is she still here?" Agnes started walking upstairs. "Wait, Agnes! Don't..." Clair said, but it was too late and Agnes opened her bedroom door. "Oh my, is that Gary? I never knew! Charles, you old queer! Well I never!" Dee blinked and turned her head and quickly pulled up the bedsheets. "Uh, Agnes? What are you doing here?" Agnes had used Gary/Dee's firm for some house renovations about a year ago and Gary had done the estimate for her crew. "Oh Gary, well, that's even more of a surprise than Charles! You too? What's going on, all the nice single men here are now hot for each other? No wonder I'm not getting any!" Clair burst into the bedroom. "Really, Agnes, you have no right whatsoever to march into my house and into my bedroom! This is none of your business, and..." Agnes silenced Clair with a kiss. "I hope that you old queers are bi! I'm so hot right now, Charles. Why do you think I've been out shopping with you? I was finally going to take the matter into my own hands today, seeing you weren't taking any strong hints. Kiss me, you fag..." Agnes thrust her tongue into Clair's mouth and she couldn't help but respond. Agnes was in her mid-60s and was in fine shape, due to a careful diet and a schedule full of fitness classes - spin bikes, boxercize, pilates and everything else on offer. She was small, about 5'2", and quite curvy with a moderate bust, rather wide hips and a beautiful, full rear end. She'd been single for nearly 20 years following a divorce from an abusive husband who had moved far away and she used an extensive collection of toys and internet porn to satisfy her sexual urges. The internet helped to open her eyes to all sorts of sex and sexuality and she frequently watched gay porn, lusting after the men and their bodies, especially their cocks. She also found herself watching quite a bit of femdom porn as well, and even some lesbian scenes which surprisingly turned her on. Agnes had been after Charles for a long time and her ruse with shopping was intended to get him into her bed, and finding the hunky Gary with Charles was the last straw. Surely both men must be bisexual as he knew that Gary had been with a few of her friends but wasn't interested in commitment, and that Charles had been sneaking peeks at her bust and legs. She was wearing a low-cut top which was age-inappropriate for her but was intended to finally get Charles to come back to her house. Agnes pulled back. "I can taste cum, you pervert. Now you and your fag boyfriend need to get cleaned up and you two can tell me all about what you got up to last night. And I want every detail." "Now, Agnes, you shouldn't even be here..." Dee started. "Gary, do you want your construction team to know all about you and Charles? I thought not, now hop to it! Bathroom, both of you, and come out shiny and clean. Oh my, I can see you've both shaved, so smooth and shiny! We're going to have so much fun, boys..." Dee and Clair glared at Agnes but went to the bathroom for a quick shower. Clair loaned Dee a spare toothbrush and they both emerged 20 minutes later clean but naked. Agnes had been busy stripping the bed and putting on new sheets and pillowcases (handily stored in the hall closet). "Boys! So lovely. Gary, I've had a kiss from Charles, your turn now." Agnes pressed against the tall, naked Dee who bent down for a chaste peck but Agnes forced her tongue into her mouth and fondled her cock and balls. "Very nice, clean and sweet smelling! Nice moisturizer, Charles, did you do each other? Never mind, we'll talk it through later. I've changed the sheets, they were crusty and smelly, Charles, you need to wash them later, they're in the hallway. No, don't get dressed, just sit down next to me on the bed and tell me all about it." It felt very strange to be with Agnes with her dressed and them nude, but Dee and Clair acquiesced to her request and sat down. They both explained how they got together the previous night and that they intended to obtain women's clothes, wigs and make-up today to make their bedroom activities even better. Dee explained that both of them were attracted to women so by playing women they hoped to increase the eroticism of their couplings, and perhaps create scenarios between them. "Oh, boys, that is wonderful. I have my own playthings and sex toys and I'm so jealous of you both. Here's the deal - if would never tell anyone about you two, and I'm so sorry that I threatened to do so. I will walk out immediately if you want me to and your secret is totally safe with me, I swear it. I love how the two of you got together. I've been starved of intimate contact for so long, I can completely emphasize with you both, and of course I have no issues with homosexuality. On the contrary I've been watching a lot of gay and lesbian porn and it all turns me on. However, if you would allow me to stay, I can help with the clothes and make-up, show you what to get and how to be women for each other. If you would allow me to, I'd also love to join in, but that's entirely up to you and I would also be more than happy just to be with the two of you." Dee and Clair shared a surprised look. "Agnes," began Clair, "I don't know what to say. That's such a generous, kind-hearted offer. I'm 100% fine with you joining us, if Dee is." "Dee? Oh, is that Gary's feminine name? What's yours?" "It's Clair. Dee? What do you think?" Dee looked at Clair and Agnes and slowly smiled. "Agnes, I'd love for you to help us dress, and I hope you feel able to join in with us. I'd like nothing more than for you to help us two old girls to discover what we've been missing all these years, and at the same time perhaps help you to enjoy some raunchy, hot sex before we're all too old." The three shared a group hug and Dee and Clair slowly pushed Agnes back onto the freshly made bed and undressed her. She was wearing very sexy panties with a matching bra and both girls fawned over them. "Oh girls, you like these, do you? Just wait to see what you'll be wearing. Mmmm...yes, lick my thighs you fags, yes, little bites are nice, oh it's been so long..." Dee and Clair attacked Agnes like hungry wolves. Dee kissed her mouth, neck and breasts, and sucked on each nipple in turn while Clair spread her thighs and teased her mound by licking all around, finally sticking her tongue into her rosebud and licking all the way up to her naval via her sopping wet snatch. She was shaven and dripping wet, and Clair decided to give her a quick release so licked and sucked her clit rapidly while fucking her with two fingers. Agnes quickly shuddered, screamed and came, smashing Dee into her breasts as her hips buckled underneath Clair's ministrations. Clair then slowed down and gently licked her, sucking in her lips and fucking her with her tongue, building up to a deeper climax while Dee continued to nurse on her breasts. Agnes was in ecstasy and wanted to get fucked, but also wanted to see the girls in action with each other. She pushed both men away and sat up. "Dee, you big hunk, get my purse. Ah, now let's see...yes, I brought my lipstick, it'll do for now. Come here, get your face closer...that's it. Open up...lovely. Of course we'll need to get proper cock-sucking lipstick but this will do for a start. Clair, your turn...mmm, you have big, soft lips, just meant for lipstick. For you we'll need lipliner, gloss, the works. Now girls, have a kiss with each other." Dee and Clair looked at each other. Neither looked remotely like women but the lipstick conveyed intent and turned them both on. They had a tentative soft kiss that quickly turned into a deep, soulful one, and the feel and taste of their slick lips sliding against each other further served to increase the sensuousness of the kiss. "Oh, that's so nice...Dee, lie back, pull your knees up and spread those legs. You really need some nice stockings, you have great legs, so smooth and long. Now Clair, on your hands and knees, kneel down and lick Dee's huge balls. Don't be shy now, sissy men love licking big, bouncy balls, and Dee's are nice and smooth." Clair hesitated. She had her head in between Dee's legs but wasn't sure. Dee smelled musky and she wanted to try giving her pleasure with her mouth and hands, but licking her balls was, well, not what she had in mind. However, she gave them a lick - not so bad. She kept going and gently took one of Dee's balls into her mouth and sucked it, then the other. She stroked Dee's thighs and moved her hands to Dee's raging erection. "Perfect, Clair!" exclaimed Agnes. "Yes, now you can move up and suck that monster cock. Yes, wrap your red lips around it, use your tongue, no teeth, and get it sopping wet. Up and down, that's right..." Agnes was playing with herself as she watched the two older men. Dee was panting and making small 'oh!' noises as Clair took as much of her cock into her mouth as she could. Agnes' hands rubbed her wet slit and tweaked her clit. This was so exciting, she had forgotten how much better sex was in person, and wanted the two men to go further. She wanted to see them fuck each other, she wanted to tease them, to have them fuck her, maybe both at the same time, to feel their hot, throbbing cocks in her mouth...she came as she watched Dee yell and spurt into Clair's mouth, pumping her thick cream, over and over as she held Clair's head and shoved her cock into her. Like before, Clair moved up and shared Dee's cum with her in a deep, sloppy kiss. Agnes laid back and tried to recover, she hadn't come so hard in many years, even with all of her toys and porn. This was wonderful and she wanted more. Dee and Agnes took a few minutes to recover and all three gently stroked each other. "Poor Clair, no relief for you. Come here, baby..." Agnes coaxed Clair over her lap. "Such a smooth, round bottom. Dee, hand me that lotion. We need to get proper silk lube, it's so much nicer but the lotion will have to do. Now, you take that cheek and I'll take this one, work in that lotion on her nice, sexy ass. Mmm, you like that, don't you Clair? You like it when we play with your lovely ass. Such a good little sissy girl." Clair was gasping as Dee gently rubbed the lotion in and Agnes was teasing her rosebud with her slick fingers and long red nails. "Clair, you like having me touch your hole? Do you like it when I push my finger in? Oh, looks like you do! Do you want Dee's cock inside you? Tell me, Clair..." "I...I, I don't know, Agnes. It feels so good, please don't stop..." Clair panted. "You'll like a hard, wet cock inside you, Clair. I'm going to watch Dee take your virginity. I'll hold your hand as she pushes in. She's long so she'll hit your special spot with each stroke. You feel that, deep inside? Yes, you can...nice, isn't it, you little sissy fag. I'll get a strap-on so I can fuck this perfect ass while Dee fucks your mouth. Spit-roast, they call it. Want to try it, Clair?" Agnes was pushing two fingers in and out of Clair's tight hole. her hard cock was leaking all over her lap. She reached in with her other hand and rubbed it through her precum and fed it to Dee. "Dee, you'd like that, wouldn't you? To fuck little Clair here with your long, hard cock. But maybe you'd like to receive instead, eh? On your knees with Clair behind you, greasing up your muscular ass and pushing inside. Oh, you're blushing, you'd like that, wouldn't you? To feel Clair pushing inside, her balls slapping against yours as she pounds into you. Clair's quite thick, her cock would certainly feel great in your little, tight hole. She'd scratch your back as she fucked you hard. You'd squeal and whimper as she pushed in." Clair was practically bouncing in Agnes' lap as she fucked her with her fingers. She slowly pulled them out and pushed them into Dee's mouth. "Tasty, Dee? Suck them, you fag, clean them off. Yes, pretend it's her cock in your mouth. Now get down there and lick. No, not her cheeks, get stuck in and rim Clair's ass. Yes...get your tongue in deep, fuck her ass with your tongue. Tastes nice and funky, don't you think, Dee? Clair, you like this, having another man fuck your ass with her tongue? Oh girls, we'll have so much fun together..." Dee couldn't believe she was doing this, having her tongue deep up Clair's ass. The smell, the taste, it all made him weak with desire and she shoved her tongue in deep. Meanwhile Clair was panting again, she was so close. He's never even fantasized about having anyone tongue her asshole, certainly not another man, but it turned him on like nothing before. She was moaning and spread her legs apart to ease Dee's access. "Enough, Dee, back off. Now Clair, turn over in my lap, that's it." Agnes grabbed Clair's wet, throbbing cock and quickly stroked it. "Now come, you fag, come all over Dee's face, that's it, look at her lovely red lips, come now!" Clair couldn't hold off and spurted over and over again onto Dee's upturned face. It went all over Dee's face, into her hair and in her mouth. Clair yelled and squealed as she came over and over, Agnes' wet hand stroking him savagely until there was nothing left. "That's it my girl, that's lovely...now Dee, clean off her cock, lick it clean, that's it. Careful, she's sensitive now, yes, lick your lover's cock you fag. Clair - clean off Dee's face, no with your tongue, yes, lick off your cum and swallow it down. Ah, that really turns me on you two...now kiss and share it." Agnes once again had her fingers buried in her snatch as the two men kissed. The whole room stank of cum and sex and sweat. Agnes cried out as she came again. Dee and Clair embraced. They knew that this was just a start. With Agnes to guide them, they looked forward to reaching new heights in their loving depravity, but for now were happy to hold each other. *** Want more? Let me know if you do and I'll write more of their adventures... ;)