0 comments/ 43816 views/ 2 favorites Three Old Tarts and a Sissy By: Sissy Adele Howells At 50 years old, I have started to have kinky thoughts about older women. This fantasy that I am about to narrate to you concerns three neighbours of mine. Between them their ages total 200 years. They have found out that I'm a kinky sissy, but this seems to make them crave for more sexual activity. The eldest of the three Joan Harries, encourages the other two to be slags. Joan is 70 years of age, but is a stunner. She won't say no to an orgy. Allow me to describe these beautiful black widows. Joan Harries is the smallest out of the three, with short, blonde hair. Joan is certainly not the prettiest, but has more sexual experience than the others. Her large nose is the most prominent feature on her face. Joan has been married twice. Her late husbands Jack and Graham could not keep up with Joan's sexual appetite. Diane Bennett is 65 years of age. She is tall , also with blonde hair, but longer than Joan's. The love of her life Roy Bennett died twenty years ago. Diane has a very wide mouth, which is at its finest when she smiles. It reminds me of a letter box. Would enjoy posting my cock through it. Her son Simon is a friend of mine. She has a daughter called Nikki and an 18 year old grand daughter, Francesca. Diane has such a sweet ,kinky voice. I love her very much. Sonia White is also 65. Sonia makes up the three blondes. Sonia is the prettiest out of these mature women. She tends to wear heavy makeup. Her bright, red lipstick is thick against her kissable lips. Sonia was married to Arthur. Since his death, about 8 years ago, she has been desperate for sex. Her daughter Sian is a few years younger than me. Picture the scene, sitting on the back seat of Diane Bennett's car. On the front seat next to Diane is Sonia White. Sitting next to me is a sex mad 70 year old women. Joan Harries was wearing a white trouser suit. To my horror, I was dressed in a frilly, pink, short, satin dress, with matching pink tights, I could feel the softness of my pink, frilly, satin panties. Joan put her makeup mirror in front of me. I could not believe it, my face was the spitting image of the singer Charlotte Church aged 18. "Hi sissy Charlotte, well babe I think you look a pretty, welsh slut," said Joan, as she sucked on a hard boiled sweet. "Am I really Charlotte Church, Auntie Joan?" I said in a quiet voice. "Yes babe, sissy Charlotte Church, my kinky welsh twat," said Joan. I was falling in love with Auntie Joan Harries. Joan picked her large nose, as she sucked her sweet in a provocative way. Sonia turned around, smiling at me through her caked, red lipstick lips. "Hello Charlotte, I'm your Auntie Sonia, you're the same age as my grand-daughters Emily and Jemimah," said Sonia in her sweet ,high pitched voice. "That's funny so is my grand-daughter Francesca, all eighteen, begging for kinky sex with each other," laughed Diane. "Why not sing for us Charlotte, you have such a beautiful voice," teased Joan. To my amazement, I found my self singing in my Charlotte Church operatic voice. Auntie Joan tied my hair in bunches, with pink ribbons, to show her thanks. Auntie Joan moved closer to me, pulling my head against her white, satin blouse. My face was now squashed against her bouncy breasts. "You are a lucky girl Charlotte," teased Sonia. "Yes I am Auntie Sonia, I love you Auntie Sonia White," I replied pathetically. " You must have some kinky crushes on some women in the entertainment world Charlotte," said Joan. "Oh yes Auntie Joan, I have a crush on the Prime Ministers wife Sherrie Blair," I said blushing. Joan Harries laughed, as she unbuttoned her blouse. I licked Joan's white brassiere. Joan lifted my head up, I watched her pull out a slimy bogie from her right nostril. Joan was the sexiest 70 year old women, I had ever seen. Joan smeared the bogie over my lips. Joan pulled a green bogie from her other nostril. Feeling an erection inside my panties, I begged Auntie Joan to stick her snobby finger into my mouth. Joan gave me what I wanted.. I chewed her bogie in my mouth, swallowing it with pride. Diane parked the car outside a local shop, so that everyone could see us. Joan unclipped her brassiere. Her large breasts fell against my face. "Come on Charlotte babe, let Auntie Joan breast-feed you," said Joan. "You 18 year old sluts are all the same," said Diane smiling. Joan Harries looked so proud as she breast-fed me, her warm ,sweet milk poured into my mouth. I sucked her nipples as hard as I could. Joan lifted me up for air every few minutes, wiping my lips with her snotty, crumpled, paper hanky. Joan Harries had me in the palm of her hand. There was no escape, not that I wanted to run away. I was in love with Auntie Joan Harries. A fantastic women, still sexy at 70. I was unaware as I was being breast-fed by Auntie Joan, That three women that I knew well were, watching through the car window. One of these was Jean Chaplin who was in her early 70's. She was a small women with a chubby, round face. Her large, squashed nose, did nothing for her plain, ugly face. I had always had a kinky fantasy of fucking her and her daughter Sue Walkey. That would have to wait. Auntie Joan's breast- milk was far more important. "When you have finished, there are two, fresh, cream cakes in the bag opposite you," said Diane. "I'm sure we will find some kinky use for them," laughed Joan. "My Roy used to cream a lot, especially when Nikki came home in her school uniform," said Diane. "Ok Charlotte have a rest from my milk, take my sweet from my mouth , taste Auntie Joan's saliva," taunted Joan. Joan forced her crimson lips onto mine, She transferred her well sucked sweet from her mouth to mine. Sonia giggled like a schoolgirl. I was now getting very excited. Chewing Joan's sweet while watching Jean Chaplin outside the window. Jean picked her nose especially for me. "Force that cream cake into my face Charlotte," ordered Joan. "Yes Auntie Joan, oh look its all over your nose and lips," I said. "Lick it off Miss Church, you kinky granny fucker," shouted Joan. As I licked Joan's face, she stuffed some of the cake into her mouth, spat it into her hand and forced the gooey mess into my mouth. I licked her nose, darting my tongue up her snotty nostrils. Joan screamed with sexual pleasure. Then we started kissing sloppily, as I opened the front of Joan's white trousers, revealing her white, frilly panties. I was now on top of her, still wearing my pretty dress, but my pink panties were round my ankles. "Fuck the filthy prostitute," chanted Diane. "I think you have an important question to ask me first," said Joan. "Will you marry me Auntie Joan Harries," I asked her. "Of course I will sissy Charlotte Church," she replied happily. I stuck my cock between Joan's legs, shafting her on the back seat of the car. Diane and Sonia clapped their hands, as Joan and I made love. I picked Joan's nose with both my fingers, then exploded my semen inside her. Joan Harries at 70 was a fantastic shag, being married twice had made her into a kinky fucking machine. Diane and Sonia promised to be our bridesmaids. I wanted to chose my wedding dress. My main aim in this fantasy world, was to make Joan Harries pregnant, giving her the daughter she never had. I wanted to achieve what Jack and Graham could not manage. We were still shagging as Diane drove us back to her house. Don't miss the next episode of my kinky adventures with three old tarts. Diane Bennett would soon realise that Roy was nothing compared to me. As you for you Arthur White, your pretty wife Sonia will be fucked to death. For my wife to be Joan Harries, there would be no rest. If I could I would fuck Joan every minute of my life. Her sister Beryl Sullivan would have been proud of her. Three Old Tarts and a Sissy Ch. 02 We all sat in the living room of Diane Bennett's house. I was proud to be sissy Charlotte Church. My wife to be, Joan Harries sat naked on the sofa next to Sonia White. Joan's body could have done with being ironed over, but for 70 years of age, she had a fantastic figure. Having kinky sex with Joan, two hours earlier was the icing on the cake. For her to except my marriage proposal, made feel so happy. Diane Bennett had gone upstairs to change into a sexy nightdress. "Can't wait for you to put me up the spout Charlotte, that daughter I want has been a long time coming," said Joan stroking her own large breasts. "Oh! yes Auntie Joan, I so much want to make you pregnant, I will be better than Jack Harries, I promise," I replied. "I know you will Charlotte," said Joan as she dunked her chocolate biscuit into her tea. Sonia White looked very smart in cream trousers, with a matching blouse. Her coloured silk scarf, looked so pretty around her neck. I watched her as she added more red lipstick to her kissable lips. Joan spat her soggy biscuit into her hand. I got down on my knees, in front of her, eating the soggy mess from the palm of her hand. Joan then blew her large nose into the same hand, ordering me to lick it clean. I did what I was told. Joan Harries was to be my strict wife. "Come to Auntie Sonia, I want to remove that pretty dress, don't want it to get creased, when you go to bed with Auntie Diane," smiled Sonia Sonia kissed me hard on the lips, as she stripped me naked. Her fresh, red lipstick stuck to my mouth like glue. Joan Harries picked her nose, flicking her bogies into my face. "Would you like to wear my granddaughter's pink, satin pyjamas, of course you would like to look like Emily White," laughed Sonia. Sonia had kept all of Emily's clothes over the years. Emily had no need of them, since reaching eighteen years of age. Sonia added even more lipstick to her lips. I sat on Sonia's lap picking her nose, waiting for Diane Bennett. The door to the living room opened slowly. Diane Bennett aged 65, made her dramatic entrance. Diane looked stunning in her red, satin pyjamas. Sonia held my erect cock to stop me shooting my semen over the leather armchair. I had never seen Diane looking so beautiful. She then teased me by blowing her nose in a small, white, paper hanky. Her son Simon was one of my best friends. His Mummy was fucking gorgeous. "Would you come and sit on my lap Charlotte sweetheart, time for me to breast-feed you," said Diane in her kinky voice. "Yes please Auntie Diane Bennett, your tits are enormous," I panted like a sex starved pervert. Diane picked me up, then sat me on her lap. She unbuttoned her red pyjama top. Diane wasn't wearing a bra. Diane rubbed my face into her breasts. My lips were around her nipple, drinking her creamy, breast milk. Diane smoothed my hair as I gulped down her milk. "Oh!!! sweetheart, you are so kinky, You loved my ugly sister Jenny Bendle as well didn't you Charlotte sweetheart," Said Diane softly. "She used to like a good humping did juicy Jenny." said Joan cruelly. "Ah! Jenny was so loving and cuddly, pity about her large tongue though," said Diane. I had now switched to Diane's other breast. Diane wiped her milk from my mouth with her dirty, paper hank. The topic of Jenny Bendle would not go away. I was disgusted with myself that the mention of Diane's dead sister was making me feel randy. Diane's milk was overflowing and dripping down my chin. "Who loved Jenny Bendle then, sissy Charlotte loved my sister, yes you did sweetheart," teased Diane. After I had milked Diane dry, Diane gave me a sloppy, wet kiss on the lips, Her red lipstick tasted delicious. Joan Harries came over to me, sticking her large nose into my mouth. I got very excited. Joan then snotted into my mouth. Diane giggled like a schoolgirl. "How could you fuck that fat, ugly lisping, cow Jenny Bendle, when you were also screwing my late sister Beryl Sullivan, you dirty, kinky, fucking transvestite," Said Joan in a cruel voice. "I loved them both, they were both fucking slags," I cried. Joan laughed hysterically. Sonia made lipstick stains all over my face. Diane put her finger up Joan's large nose, then fed me a slimy, green, Joan Harries bogie, which calmed me down. Joan put her fingers down her throat and vomited her breakfast onto the coffee table. It was steamy and lumpy. Joan picked the stinking mess up with her fingers, forcing it into my mouth. To my surprise I was enjoying it, Diane Bennett nodded with approval. I devoured every drop of Joan's vomit, even licking the coffee table. "Come on Charlotte sweetheart, let Auntie Diane carry you up to my bedroom," said Diane. Diane Bennett's bedroom was a shrine to her dead husband Roy. There were blown up posters of Roy on every wall. Pictures of him in frames were staring at us from all angles. His clothes remained hanging up. Diane sat me down on a chair next to a large mirror. Before I continue, lets put you in the picture about Roy Bennett. Roy died in bed aged 46, over 20 years ago. He had been reading a book. I went to the funeral and can vouch that Diane was very upset. I have never seen a women with so many soaking, snotty, paper hankies. Diane was now in love with me. She insisted that I wore his personal possessions. Roy's gold watch was put around my wrist. His wedding ring was on my finger. Diane even wanted me to wear Roy Bennett's glasses, which I found very spooky. We then both got into Diane's bed. I was on the very side that Roy had died. We both kissed heavily. I could feel the presence of Roy Bennett in the bedroom. I licked Diane's nose, then put my tongue into her mouth. We kissed passionately. Joan and Sonia came into the room to watch us. "I love you sissy Charlotte, I was so annoyed with Roy leaving me all alone," said Diane with tears in her eyes. "You are gorgeous Auntie Diane, your husband was an ignorant bastard, your better off without him," I replied stroking Diane's blonde hair. Diane started to cry, but nodded her head in agreement. I was kissing her all over her tear stained face. I then tore open her pyjama jacket, scattering the buttons everywhere. Her breasts were on show for me again. "Listen to me Roy Bennett, I 'm going to have very rough sex with your gorgeous wife, so fuck off Roy and fuck her sister Jenny instead," I shouted at the top of my voice. "Make love to me sweetheart, I hate Roy and love you so much," cried Diane. I pulled Diane's pyjama trousers down, ramming my stiff cock between her legs, into her hairy pussy. Diane let out a scream then started panting heavily, as I shafted her slowly. Diane took Roy's glasses of me snapping them in her hands. She threw them on the floor. Joan Harries smashed them with her booties. "That's it Diane, get rid of Roy for good, oh look Diane I've found your wedding album," said Joan as she cut it up with a scissors. "Diane groaned with ecstasy at the sight of this. I shafted her sore pussy harder. Sonia just gave a sickly smile as she put on more fresh lipstick. I stuck two fingers up Diane's nose, pulling out lovely, green, sticky bogies and eating them proudly in front of her. Diane's wedding album was in pieces on the floor. Joan pissed over it on Diane's new carpet. "Your nothing to her now Roy, going to sell your watch and wedding ring and buy new pretty dresses with the money," I shouted. Diane was enjoying herself. After pumping her full of my semen, I turned her over and shafted her doggie fashion from behind. Her large 65 year old ass was like a beach ball against my testacles. This was not humiliation. Diane wanted to get her husband out of her life for good. I had both her large breasts in my hands. Diane Bennett was having the time of her life. After 20mins Diane was on her back again as I screwed her well worn pussy. She blew her nose especially for me into 4 paper hankies. I ate them in front of my bit of dirt on the side. Then suddenly there was a flash of lightening and loud clap of thunder. I had made Diane Bennett pregnant. Roy Bennett had finally conceded that his wife didn't love him anymore. Mind you I would have given Roy a blow job if he had asked. "Thank you very much sissy Charlotte Church, I am so happy to be put up the spout by my new kinky girlfriend," said Diane before kissing me passionately on the lips., for the last time that day. "You were fantastic Diane, fucking you was a dream come true," I replied, Well Roy Bennett, having kinky sex with your wife was fucking brilliant. What an old slapper Diane Bennett is. Making her pregnant has given her a new meaning in life. What makes her such a tart is that it was all her idea. Diane Bennett is the dirtiest fucking slut that I have shagged. Although Joan Harries takes some beating. My day would be completed this evening when it will be Sonia White's turn to entertain me, with her own brand of kinky sex. I'm afraid readers you will have to wait for the next chapter. Then I will be able to marry my old tart Joan Harries, my 70 year old lover.