The Move

The past few weeks had been such a brutal and suddenly change. But he knew that it was ultimately for the best. It had happened so much sooner than he had planned, but the combination of his failing health and other concerns finally pushed him over the edge and he signed the lease for a nice apartment in a senior community.

Geez, I’m so not ready for this, he kept thinking as the days were spent putting stuff away and organizing the place as he wanted it. Each day was filled with constant reminders that he was the younger person in the building. The talk at mealtime was constantly filled with discussions about grandchildren and past exploits rather than today’s events or plans to enjoy their last days to the fullest.

So the days passed as he settled in and made new friends. At least he wasn’t the only one walking around with a cane and he wasn’t ready for a rolling walker just yet. A few of the ladies were even young enough to contemplate what a bedroom excursion might belike. But he knew it would be fruitless. His tastes had always run to the extreme end and even more so since his prostate problems. No one here could possibly be in to that.

So even though it was nice to occasionally dream of Marilyn’s huge breasts being subjected to various torques, her deep religious convictions were a definite turnoff. His neighbor next door, Julie was still attractive and looked firm Under her dowdy clothes. But her docile and sweet personality masked a brain injury and mental disabilities that became apparent in just a few minutes of conversation. While his physical sadism knew no bounds, his emotional side did and it just didn’t feel right to flirt with her at all let alone do more than that.

So his days were now spent enjoying his non-structured life; minor errands for his acquaintances here in the senior village, basic domestic chores and spending way too much time on the computer looking at porn or reminiscing about his past glory days as a sadistic dominant Master.

So helping Julie with various activities became a weekly routine whether it was taking her and her little dogs to the groomer or finding websites on the net or answering a pthora of simple questions that most people took for granted.

Today seemed no different as he waited at the door for her to answer his knock to see what her problem was now.

“Hey, come on in,” she said. He noticed that she was wearing the same blouse as the past 2 days.

“I’ve decided to go on a diet and I wanted you to have some of these snacks since you can obviously eat what you want and not worry about it.”

Yeah, like she wasn’t already the skinniest women here. He could play with that apple shaped ass all day if she didn’t giggle like a 12 year old at the mention of sex.

So They looked through her cabinet and he picked out a variety of chips, cookies and other junk food to help her get started on her new Weight Watcher’s diet plan.

“I found somethingg that I wanted to show you about my dividend. But here, I found some old pictures of my dogs too. So sit down and take a look.”

The two toy Maltese yapped and jumped around on the couch as he took a seat and started leaving through the photo album. There she was over the past 40 years with a wide collection of dogs ranged from huge Great Danes to previous toy Maltese yappers and almost everything in between. Still, she always looked nice with a big smile in each picture.

“I’ll be out in a minute; I can’t find what I was looking for.”

“No problem, take your time.”

Ooooh, very nice. The skimpy bikini left nothing to the imagination. She sure had the California beach body back then.

Holy shit!! The next page showed the same bikini bottom, but no top. And those big tits looked so sexy and white next to her tanned skin. Oh no, the next pages were even worse with no bottoms at all and as he quickly flipped through the album, it was a menuie of her in variousposes by herself and eventually with men doing those things that people have done throughout the ages.

He nervously glanced at the bedroom door, but still he flipped on and couldn’t believe his eyes as it progressed to increasing harder play from double penetrations, huge toys, her gaping ashole (hmm, a natural redhead, who would have thought?) and bondage as her mouth was stuffed full with a huge cock while she was tied to a chair.

“I used to be so skinny, didn’t I?”

He looked up and there she was standing outside the bedroom door. The silky negligee was tight in all the right places particularly her big breasts which the stretched the thin material so her nipples looked like they’d poke through.

“I know that I’m kind of stupid compared to the way I used to be, but just because I forget something doesn’t mean that I haven’t noticed or felt your eyes on me.”

His brain raced through all kinds of response, but he decided that the truth might be neededHere. “Well, I just didn’t want to start anything. We’re neighbors and friends and I didn’t want to complicate the situation.”

“I do appreciate that along with all the little things that you do to help me get through my day. But I still remember how good it felt to have a man wrap his arms around me along with other stuff.”

I then noticed that her necklace was a Triskele, the BDSM symbol.

“Well, maybe we could at least talk about it.”

She stepped across the room and then straddled his lap putting her breasts right at mouth level and he inhaled the scent of her perfume and of her body in heat.

“Yes, ever since I caught a glimpse of your girlfriend’s Story of O ring, I knew we’d end up having this conversation…Sir.”

She reached up and started Fondling her breasts in a rather supervisor. He kept staring at those big nipples and incredibly they got even bigger. His own hands moved up and started squeezed and pinching her nipples resulting in a low moan from her. Then she lowered the straws and the negligee feel free and at once he started licking and sucking them. Using his teeth to lightly nip at her nipples, she kept encouraging him to do more and harder.

His other hand slipped underneath her gown to fondle her wet slit and pinch her rock hard clip. He was too dazed and surprised to react any other way.

Finally, he grabbed her hair and pulled her face away from his.

“Look, this isn’t such a good idea. There’s no sense in confusing things. We’re neighbors here and we need to get along as long as we live here.”

“Maybe that’s true, but I know I’m bored to death without enough to do. I’ve thought about you often and figured that maybe you would enjoy having a sex slave to do your bidding once in awhile. Besides, the way my mind is going, I’ll just forget about it eventually.”

Well, she had a point and besides, she was so docile most of the time, certainly, a nice prerequisite for a submissive. Shefelt nice enough in his lap, what could it really hurt?

“I do promise to be a very good girl, Sir.”

“Good? My definition might be different than yours. Stand up and take that gown off.”

He stood up as she pulled the gown over her head and stood there waiting for instructions.

“Sit down and show me that well used hole.”

Her face flushed red, but she did as told and spread her legs wide and pulled her labia far apart.

“Come on, touch it and make it wetter.”

Her fingers rubbed her clip furiously and then she started sticking her fingers in her cunt, first one, and then two; eventually, she had four sliding in easily.

“My late husband taught me the pleasures of fisting, Sir. Before he died, I was able to take a wine bottle all the way in to entertain him and His friends. I can take as much as you want, Sir.”

“Be quiet and get up on your knees and show me that big butt of yours.”

As she did that, he walked over to the table and picked up a hand shaped fly swatter.

“Keep playing with your pussy, but I’m going to punish that white ass for being such a brazen slut today.”

“Yes, sir, I was very naughty to do this to you.”

So she continued to rub her clip and insert her fingers as deep as they would go. He started slapping her ass with the flyswatter and as her butt turned pink, her breathing grow more rapid and the wet sounds from her cunt grow louder. Her four fingers and hand was easily sliding all the way in to her thumb. So he turned the fly swatter around and started using the long thin plastic handle to smack her ass.

“Aaaaah, that hurts, Sir.”

“Yeah, but you’re enjoying it, aren’t you, cunt?”

“Oh, yes, sir. Don’t stop.”

“My arm is getting tired, so you have 2 minutes to come or I’m laying you on the floor so I can beat that nasty big hole of yours.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Her fingers moved rapidly and circled her clip and her gasps and moans grow louder as she workedherself to a frenzy. His arm rose and fell harder creating such delightful stripes and welts on her now very pink ass.

Just when he thought she was close enough to her orgasm, he stepped over and quickly slipped his fingers inside of her steaming wet cunt and with just a little effort forced his whole hand deep inside. Her cry of ecstasy was immediately and he could feel her cunt spasm and clench around his wrist as she came.”

“Oh, my God. Oh, my God!!”

Her cunt continued to throb and spasm uncontrollably around his fist, but he eventually withdraw it from her with a loud slurping noise and her exclamation of delight.

Looking down at her as she curled into the fetal position, he thought that maybe this move might work out for the best after all.

***

As the weeks turned into months and time passed by, he became more accustomed to the routine of his new life in the retirement community. He wasn’t sure if everyone was enjoying life here the way he was, but you just never know what went on behind closed doors. He kind of wondered what that couple who always ate together got up to by themselves.

He had been nervous at first with his new relationship with his neighbor. She was such a sweet person and everybody loved her. He wasn’t too sure how long he’d get to stay if the community knew the games they played together during these long boring afternoons and nights. She may have forgotten a lot about her life, but her tastes for degradation and pain seemed to have stayed with her.

His heart always skipped a beat or two whenever they ate together and she’d catch his eye and burst into a fit of giggles and blushes. The rest of the table seemed to put it off to her mental disabilities.

Still, she would occasionally walk back to their wing and with a red face and a girl giggle asking If he would come over for a bit later. Although telling himself that he shouldn’t, he always gave in to temptation and resumed their sick games.

Today was no exception as he walked down the hall towards her apartment. He wondered what toy she’d pull out of her big box. He couldn’t believe that her ex-husband had packed all this stuff for her when she moved from Texas. Considering what shape she was in at the time, he failed to understand how Tommy thought she’d ever get back to that level of play. But then again she was, wasn’t she?

The dogs started barking even before he knocked on the door. He could hear her fussing at them to shut up which never worked, but then there she was wearing a bathrobe over some kind of outfit. He could see the stockings on her fit legs and wondered what creation from Neiman-Marcus she had pulled out of her closet.

“Come on in.”

Grabbing his hand, she pulled him into the bedroom and closed the door before the dogs could get in.

He immediately noticed a large bottle of Astrolube on the bed along with rope and the quirt she had used to use when she had owned horses. Aball gag and blindfold rounded out the toys for the day.

“I bought that quirt in a western store so many years ago. I actually had with me the day I fell off the horse and broke my head. I can’t believe that it made the move.”

She pulled off her robe and he admired the tight black and red wasp corset that encircled her ribs. It accentuated her round ass and big boobs just right. Her legs were covered by lovely black stockings attached by snaps and as she turned around, he noticed the flare of a butt plug between her cheeks.

“Does that feel nice stick up your tight asshole?”

“I don’t think it’s very tight anymore. I’ve been trying to us this big one and finally got it in yesterday and left it in for an hour. Then worked my way back up to it right after lunch today.”

Holy shit, he remembered that King Kong of a butt plug and couldn’t believe she had that monster stuck up her pretty white ass. He felt his dick stir at the thought.

As she slowly knelt onthe floor, she whispered, “Use me anyway you want today as long as it’s hard, Sir.”

He walked over to the bed and picked up the bundle of rope that she had laid out.

“Stand up and come over here.”

She did as she was told and he had her stand at the end of the bed between the two large end posts. It was a heavy wooden structure that had survived the move from Texas. He started looping an end up near the top then grabbing one hand, he quickly fastened her wrist securely. In moments the other was secured as well to the other post so she was standing with her legs spread and both arms held up so her body formed a nice X.

Since there was rope left over, he started wrapping it around one large breast attachment it the post as well and yanking hard on it he managed to pull her right tit apart from its twin so it looked towards the side. Her other breast was manhandled in a similar manner. Then he placed the blindfold over her eyes.

He noticed that her breathing was speeding up so he assumed that she enjoying herself a little.

“No one’s going to hear you down at this end of the hall so I’m not gagging you today. I want to hear your whimpers as I beat you.”

“Yes, Sir.”

A quick flick of his wrist landed a nice little smoke on her ass with a quickly reddening blotch. Stepping to one side, he started slow pausing to rub the welts that he was creating on her white butt cheats.

She flinched a lot and started moving her ass around in a circle as he upped the ante with harder blows. He could see her ass cheats tightening as her anus gripped and squeezed the huge plug in her ass. He slowly moved up her back with the quirt until her whole back and ass was red with a mass of welts and marks.

Stepping around so she could see him, he looked at her Restrained breasts with their slightly blue color.

Catching her eyes, he watched as they flickered between his and the quirt in his hand. With a slight yes nod from her, he raised his arm and landed it right across her left title. Other than a quick jerk backwards and a gasp, she said nothing. Just closed her eyes as she enjoyed the intensity sensings. So he continued hitting her breasts harder and harder until she was moaning out loud yet never asking for him to stop.

But finally, he did as he felt she was reaching the edge of her endurance. He stood behind her and let his fingers roam through her bush and feel the wetness that was starting to see down her thigh. She panted hard as he rubbed her clip and stuck his finger in her sopping wet cunt.

Kneeling, he slide his fingers deep inside of her and feel the intruder in her ass through the vaginal wall. Pushing against it elicited a sharp cry of pleasure from her.

“More, Sir, please more.”

So he kept finger fucking her hole pushing Against the plug in her ass. He could get four fingers deep inside, but no more.

With his other hand, he moved the plug around in her butt. He could feel it slowly slide out a bit and he wondered, could he…?

Taking a few seconds to rub her wet juices over his left hand, he gripped the flare tightly and pulled it out quickly. He heard her sharp gasp, but paid it no mind as he swiftly cupped his thumb against his palm and slowly yet firmly slide his fingers then his whole hand up inside her rectum.

“AAAaaaaaagh, nooooooooooooo!”

As he felt her anus tighten around his wrist, he kept rubbing her stiff clip furiously. Eventually, he felt her body relax and start shoving her ass against his arm.

He braced himself as he held his arm up so she could ass fuck herself with his hand and she quickly moved towards her climax. Within seconds, he heard her scream as her body trembled and shook from her intense orgasm.

Her legs were shaking so he slowly withdraw his fist with a loud slurping sound and a soft moan from her. Then he stood up and quickly untied her hands and helped her lay down across the bed.

They lay there together as he spooned her and felt her breathing get back to normal rhythm

He cupped her breast in his hand and idly rubbed her nipple. I guess the “Golden years may have some meaning after all.