Old Lady Sex

:rose: Old Lady Sex (Pt. 1):rose:

I guess it all started last March, when I moved out of the house I lived in with my wife and kids. “25 years”, I kept thinking to myself, over and over, “25 years”… Things had gotten steadily worse for the last five years, as my disability worse. But that is another story.

When I moved out, I needed a place to stay, and there were several requirements. I needed to be close to a Bus, I needed to be close to shopping, I wanted to be close to where my kids were still living, with my soon-to-be-ex-wife. he net result was that I got a place that was not too far away, not too far out of town, and the price was right!

These factors also led others to this apartment complex, notably senior citizens. In my first few days there, I had met a few, and I didn’t have any trouble getting along with them. I am, as my mom would say,”A nice young man”. When I met Esther, I asked her name and was surprised to discover that she was the Aunt of a friend of mine! We sat and chatted for a while on the bench outside the front doors of the place, and I found her to be lots of fun to talk to!

She was a lively, clear-minded woman, and rather flirtatious as well! The fact that I was 31 years her junior didn’t stop her in the least. “I always had a lot of young men in my life”, she told me,” My son’s friends were always at my house, morning, afternoon and often dinner too, if they wanted it”. She would confident things in me, and hold my hand while she spoke to me, and always gave me a kiss on the cheek when she went up to her floor, to her apartment.

Then one afternoon, a few months after I had met her, she gave me a more ‘intimate’ kiss… I was a little surprised, to say the least, when her lips parted and her tongue slid into my mouth! It was a nice soft kiss, though, and I liked it. When we pulled back, and looked into each other’s eyes, she said,”Wow… that was really.. something!”, and leaned forward for another.

Now, I never had a relationship with someone that much older than I am, and had never had a relationship, at least not one of the romantic or sexual sort, with an 81 year old lady before! We kissed a little more, and then she left to return to her apartment, leaving me a little stunned, thinking about what had just happened! I didn’t really know what to make of the situation.

A few days later, I stopped up to see her again, in her apartment this time, and she acted like there was nothing the matter, nothing wrong at all. It wasn’t until I had been there for about 30 minutes or so that she broke the subject. “You know, I really liked what you did the other day”, she said, “But I have to keep it quiet, I don’t want these ‘old people’ to know, they can be a bunch of gossips.” “Of course, Esther, I understand” was my reply.”She sat on the couch next to me now, and looked in my eyes, and asked, “You liked it, didn’t you?”. I was surprised when I answered he ,”in fact, I did!” and reached over to wrap my arms around her small form, and kissed her again, opening my mouth, and letting my tongue slide inside her waiting mouth.

We sat in the apartment, on her couch, necking like a couple of teenagers for a short while, until she stood up and said, “You’ll excuse me for a minute or so, won’t you?”. “Sure, no problem” I answered, as she went off to the bathroom, which was off of her bedroom.

I heard the water running for a few moments, and then she said, “Come on in”, in a lilting tone of voice, ” I was just cleaning my self up…” When I entered the bedroom, I found that she had changed into a nightgown, made of a soft-looking sheer white clothes, with (obviously) nothing on underneath. “You know”, she said” I didn’t know how you would take this”. “I… Well, I.. “, I stammered, “Shhh…”, she said, “just hold this”, and she placed my hand on her breast, her nipple showing clearly through the material of her nightgown, as it swelled with her arousal. As we kissed, I gently pinched and tweaked her title, eliciting a soft moan from her. “Oh, I like that, I like that” she said, and pulled me closer to her, Hold me, sweetie, hold me..” she whispered.

She pushed my hand down, to the point where I was cupping her ass as we kissed, “I want you” she said, I really want you”. I think that she too was surprised at her interest. She directed me to sit on the bed beside her and again placed my hand on her erect nipple. “You are so nice to me, so nice…” she said, as her hand, which had been resting on my thigh slowly moved to my lap.

“Are you sure you are up to that, I mean physically?” I asked. “I think so, the doctors tell me I should get more exercise” She said through a grin. She opened the fly on my pants, and said, ” And I know just what to do with *that*,as she started to gently stroke the length of my swelling cock through my underwear, tracing the shape with her fingertips, squeezing the shake as it grow. “I guess you do”, I said, as she pulled my boxes to my knees, and started to lick around the head of my cock. “Onh yah.. : she said with a mouthful of cock, “I love to suck on a man’s dick until he can’t take it anymore”, and with that she took the head of my prick into her mouth, and started to pump her hand up and down the shake.

I hadn’t had sex for quite a while, due to all of the marital strike I had been going through, and I warned her, “You had better stop that or I’ll come all over your hand”. “Oh, would you? Please? ” she asked in a voice that sounded like pleading, “I haven’t had a man come in my hands for quite some time…”, and she went back to licking the head and pumping her hand up and down the shake of my scaling cock, cupping my balls with her other hand. “Come on, baby, oh come on, you can come for me,you can do…” And then my cock felt like it was exploding, loosing great gouts of sticky white goo, some of it getting in her hair, some in her eyes, but she didn’t slow down, she didn’t stop, she just kept pumping me until I ran out of the creamy slippery stuff.

“Not bad” she said, with a glint in her eye, “Not bad, , for starters…”
I wasn’t sure what was next in her mind, but I was about to find out…

(To Be Continued)

 

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