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Three Firsts: 01

By: Lucklove



Have you ever been caught masturbating? By a guy who's your fiance's grown daughter's boyfriend? Watching gay porn? Awkward. Well there I was, just about to release a pent-up load watching a video of two men fucking not knowing that 22 year-old Paul has snuck up behind me until he asks, "Dude, beating off to guy's fucking? Guys?"

I was living with my fiancé Patty, whose 23 year-old daughter Megan lived with her in the garage apartment and regularly shared adult visitations from her boyfriend Paul. Two nights before, Patty and I had broken up, called it off due to a number of compatibility problems, primarily the sexual kind. Having both been married once before, she's 47, I'm 49, we were smart enough to arrange a live-in trial run before re-hitching. Didn't fly. It came to a head (wrong word) a moment after I was happily slushing in and out of her pliant pussy, her whispering "yes . . .yes . . .yes," to speed her orgasm. Well, wanting more, wanting what I always want, I pushed my finger prepped with her juices against her asshole, suggesting in ragged voice, "How about I fuck your ass, baby? It'll be good," and I pushed in a knuckle deep.

"Not that again. Nuh uh." With which she quickly scooted back on the bed, leaving my finger and wanton dick digging desperately in cool air. Big fight, but unlike the other ones, I didn't give in, said it wasn't sick and she would be nice to think about doing this little thing for me. Turns out I really wasn't worth it to her. So she arranged for she and Megan to go visit her mother in Santa Clara for a long weekend, while I got my stuff and perv ass out of her house. Good thing I kept my condo in Thousand Oaks.

So Paul, unbeknownst to me, had decided to stay the weekend even though Megan was gone. He was staying in Megan's garage apartment behind our—I mean her mother's—house. Being a young shit, he must have come in late last night after partying and slept in until 11:15, which was when he slipped through the sliding glass door from the patio to the den and beheld me holding on to a hard dick that had needed to come since two nights ago when it was rejected from Patty's Victorian bum.

"Beating off to guys?" Paul asked. "Guys? I know Patty dumped you, but did that make you gay all of a sudden?" the young shit wanted to know. Actually, I liked Paul, we got along real well, played one-on-one hoops together in the driveway, made jokes about our respective girlfriends, we were friends from different generations with linked love interests.

My dick shrank from my fist, even as the video loop came to the cum shot where the blonde 20 year-old pulls his long dick out of buzz-cut boy's ass and dollops cum on his stomach, while buzz-cut's cock rises and falls like a metronome timing the spurts. Paul watched the man action, looked at my dick, and said "Guys?"

"Are you fucking blind? Yes, guys," I said pulling my boxers up from my ankles to hide my doubly frustrated cock. "I've been looking at gay porn for about a year now, never touched a guy, just get off on guys fucking and sucking—and cumming, really. You like porn, you've told me so. So what part do you like best?"

"Uh, hot babes for sure, nice big tits, sweet ass, with a hard cock working it," said Paul, pulling at the crotch of his baggy gym shorts, possibly to arrange some room.

"And don't you like it best when that cock spurts cum and it drips out of that ass?" I asked, looking up at him. "Isn't that cum shot the payoff?"

"Yeah. Yeah it is. But guys?"

I pointed to the screen, the loop going on. "That guy is fucking an asshole pretty similar to some babe's, and he's going to shoot a hot load—then the other guy's going to follow up and cum in a big mess all over his hand. Two cums. Two cocks. Double the payoff. Anyway, that's how I've been seeing it lately. But not enough to do anything about it. I'd rather watch and think, then fuck a nice woman—in the ass, which Patty thinks is sick. Is that sick?"

"Shit no, man, that's a sign of a good healthy sex drive, or I'm gay," said Paul, giving his dick a rub through his shorts. "Megan doesn't go for anal either. Her Mom must have got hold of her early, because she won't take this thing in her ass, not even a finger." Again he squeezed his thing, which was shape-shifting in his shorts.

"You really like that thing, don't you," I said. Was he setting me up? I know I wouldn't be touching my cock around a guy I saw beating off to gay porn unless I was interested in the topic. And he must have been.

He pulled his hand away. "Hey, you ever do anything gay?"

"Nope. Well, not on purpose. When I was 13, I was hanging out with a guy who was two years older and we were talking about sex. He said he'd show me how to fuck, and like a dumb ass 13-year-old, I let him talk me into taking off my pants, laying face down in the grass, and letting him fuck my ass cheeks. He spit in my crack several times and really got going, finally pushing his thin dick into my asshole and corn holing me for another minute until he pulled out and came in my crack. I remember walking home with his sticky cum churning between my cheeks. Not a bad memory, actually. One I've pulled up a few times now that I'm a 49-year-old dumb ass."

Paul said "wow," whether to the thought of sperm in my cheeks or buzz-cut boy on the video geysering cum all over his pink cock and hand. "That is kind of hot, actually. I had a gay roommate my freshman year in college, but we never did anything—not that he didn't want to a few times. He breathed his come breath on me sometimes right after he would suck off some stud down the hall. Turned me on, once or twice."

"Well, now you know: I beat off to guy's fucking—and to women, too. And I admit that I wouldn't mind seeing what it was like to suck a dick and have a guy come in my mouth once," I said. I nodded to the laptop screen where the blonde was once again about to gleefully sperm his pal's belly. "And I would like to see how a cock feels in my ass, too. I mean I've been with two different women who love it, more than regular fucking. They have heavy orgasms from a dick in their ass. Why shouldn't it feel good to me, too? Well, that's the new me. I'm tired of the old me, not doing what I really want. The new me is up for fucking fun. If I want to try it, I will. You know, guys younger than me keel over with heart attacks everyday. Better act while I can."

Paul, a tall handsome fellow who shared the name of the 15-year-old who butt fucked me 36 years ago (but I wasn't about to tell him that) had a hand full of his dick, which he had pulled out of the leg of his shorts. He bent down to my ear and said, "Want to suck this one? I'm thinking I'd like that," then he slipped his tongue in my ear for a couple of light jabs and sucked my ear lobe before standing up straight and presenting his hard meat to my face.

I looked up and said, "Hang on there, studly. I'm not going to give you an opportunity to tell my Ex that I wanted to suck your cock, and have that tune played all over town. I was in here minding my own business until you came in."

"No, no. I know that. I'm being straight up with you. Look here," and with that, Paul bent way down, pulled my half-hard dick through the slit of my boxers and sucked it into his mouth. He went up and down on the growing shaft about 10 times, then backed off, jacking me slowly with his hand, accenting the down stroke when my foreskin pulled back and my dick head poked out. He licked it with heavy swipes, like he wanted to be cleaning something off it.

"Suck my dick," said Paul, continuing to squeeze my cock and work it up and down in the tender/rough manner that I suppose most guys like: it's how I liked to stroke myself slowly before really hammering away for the goodies. "I want you to finger my ass before I shoot off, okay. That's another thing Megan won't do. How about it Rob? You up for that kind of fucking fun?"

I reached in his drawers and clutched his balls, then circled my thumb and fingers right above them and gently pulled down, stretching his sack and balls away from his cock. "That's a yes," I told him. "I really like my nipples to be squeezed and played with—something else Patty thinks is weird." Paul nodded and said no problem, reaching my left nipple to give it an introductory tweak. It hardened, I love it. "And the tongue in the ear, that's okay, that's nice," I said. "Kissing, I'm not sure how that will go. Know what I mean?"

"Sounds like a plan," said Paul. He pulled his shorts down and his tee-shirt off. He had a nice body, better than mine, of course, but I'm not bad either, no pot belly or old-man let downs yet. I continued pulling on his balls, with a little more tension. He liked that.

"I've never done this, so you let me know if my teeth are tearing you up or anything like that," I said. Instead of nodding, he moveded his cock up and down, brushing my lips. He had about seven inches, and a nice thickness—again, about like me. We were a hell of a pair. Cock sucking novices. Might as well have been summer camp.

I mouthed his cock head and licked it while slobbering on it a little, then pulled back to inspect my work. His mushroom cap was glistening, his rod twitching and couldn't possibly get any harder. I went down on him again, hollowing my mouth and pulling in my cheeks to cover my teeth, creating a fleshy sluice for his dick, just like my better cock-sucking girlfriends have done. I bobbed, I sucked hard on the up stroke, which I love and many women don't seem to know how to do. He moaned. I pulled on his balls with one hand and fed his cock into my mouth with the other. He started humping into my mouth a little, not to force, but to encourage. I took him deeper, salivating more with the natural lube dripping onto my lap (I was still sitting in the swiveled desk chair). He reached down and rubbed his thumb over my right nipple, like he was trying to ignite a cigarette lighter. I took him into my throat just a bit on the next bob, surprising us both.

Paul was moaning like I would have been, and when I cupped his balls while my middle finger found and teased his anus with feints of penetration, he groaned like a man about to lose a big bet or blow a big load. I pulled off his cock, without thinking stuck my assed-up middle finger into my mouth to coat it with saliva—had no discernable nasty taste, only a sense of some new element—eased it back in his ass up half way. While slowly finger fucking him I said, "I've changed my mind."

"Yeah? Well I haven't," and Paul tried to find my mouth with his dick again. I let him back in and he moaned again, then I came back off. "I want you to fuck me first. You're a young guy, I bet you can come again after you get off fucking me."

"Damn," he said, slipping his dick back into my not unwilling mouth. Sucking dick was better than I had hoped. "Only because I think it will be even better. Get on your stomach on that futon, Bobby."

"Hey, that's what I was called when I was a boy," I protested, as I withdrew my finger, licked his dick, then rose to get on the futon.

"Yeah, like when you were 13, right?"

"Right. Oh boy, I'm going to get taught how to fuck again."

Paul got me on my hands and knees and used my beat-off lube to finger-loosen my asshole. God it felt great. First one finger, then after it felt like it belonged there, two together. While he was double digiting me, he came up to my ear and tongued it with lots of wetness. I got goose bumps; he fingered me harder. I wanted more.

He whispered into my ear, sensitized and dampened, "Now I'm going to fuck your hot ass, Bobby. I'm going to cum and cum a lot, because you want it, don't you?"

Before I could pant a dazed affirmative, he rubbed my chest with his idle left hand, pinching and pulling on my left nipple with electric results. "OOoohh! Ohhoo, yeah. Pinch harder, a little harder. Fuck my ass."

And he did. He withdrew his fingers and I loosened my ass hole in anticipation of what was to come, because I could hear him lewdly lubing up his dick. He told me his cock was going to be the best thing I'd ever had, just what you'd expect from a cocky 22-year-old. He grabbed my hips, I pushed back slowly until we made contact, he steadied his rod with one hand and pushed in through my sphincter. "Aahhh," I said quietly, because Ouch! would have been wimpy. He was slow, only the tapered part of his head in, stopping at the thicker flare.

"You tell me when you want more of my dick, Bobby. I can go slow and your ass feels nice and hot and tight, tight, tight."

"A little at a time, a little, at, a time." He did just that, freeing some of my tensing muscles by pinching and rubbing both of my nipples. I'm gay, I'm gay, I thought. Then as he pushed a couple of inches of cock into my rectum, I thought about how nice it would be to be pushing my cock into Patty's asshole. Bi, gay, what the fuck. Taking Paul's dick was all I could handle at the moment. He pulled back and as he began to slowly reload I pushed my ass back and flexed it open more His dick went all the way in. We both moaned in thanks.

First he slipped into my ass and eased out. Then he was pushing in and pulling out. Then he was thrusting in and out, in and out. Oh damn it was great. My anal canal was radiating sexual pleasure as it loosened to Paul's invading cock. I felt an entirely new sensation when I knew that my asshole was going orgasmic from the internal friction. A man's cock was thrusting in my ass, and I wanted it to cum even as I wanted it to keep fucking my hole. I was surprised when he suddenly pulled out all together. My asshole clenched reflexively.

"Lay flat," he said and gently teased my distended anus with a finger as I did so. Flat on my stomach, legs spread, I pulled my ass checks open for his easier entry. He did not hesitate, filling me up and taking away most of my breath with a more intense rush of anal pleasure than I could have never imagined from watching a fuck video. He reamed me—I asked him too, encouraged him to fuck me royally. I snaked my hand under my crotch and caught his swinging balls. I held them, his sack stretching until my fingertips could barely hang on as he pulled his cock head all the way to my rim, his balls then pressing snuggly into my palm as he fucked all the way into me.

"Now, Bobby! Now! I'm cumming, you hot fuck, I'm cumming in your ass!" He moaned and grunted and said some other stuff, but I wasn't listening.

Liquid fireworks went off in my ass, a hot shot at the bottom, one at the top, then he pulled out again, sticking his spurting cock between my fucked cheeks and pumping "Uh" after "Uh" of hot cum into my glowing crevice. He spurted eight times, his cum soothing with heat and sticky richness. Some of it dripped into my open asshole, some of it tickled its slimy way down my balls, most of it trapped in my buns. He churned it around, and when he had his cock coated with the luscious spunk, he climbed off of me and stooped down by my head. My face was plastered to the futon, turned away from him. He whispered in my ear, "turn your head this way, Bobby, and lick up my sperm for a nice taste. I made it just for you."

I turned my head, and grinned at the cum-laden dick in front of my face, the head a proud red, the translucent thick sperm about to drip off. I took most of it in my mouth and hummed a heartfelt mmmm,mmmm. Then I slurped his rod clean and swallowed my prize. "Thanks," I said.

"Nice fuck, Bobby. Fucking fun, a nice tight ass fuck."

"Yeah. You're going to love it. You're going to love it," I repeated. I rolled onto my side and my dick boinged up like it was spring-loaded. "This is going in your ass now. You deserve it."

He protested, begging off for a moment to catch his breath and get over his immediate post-cum libido crash. I gave him a few minutes, then I went to work with his blessing. I put him on his back and sucked his balls, his cock, and tongued his ass. I moved up to leisurely lick his ear every now and then and pinched a nipple, which didn't have the same effect on him as it had on me. I went back to the ear, jacked his cock, stuck two fingers in his mouth, which he salivated on for his coming pleasure. I pushed them in his ass, first one for a while, then both, as I sucked him close to orgasm. And when I figured he was ready, I lubed up my cock and returned his favor.

He was well into loving my cock all the way in his hole, spreading his legs and pulling his knees up to his chest for more and more when I pulled out and bent down to suck his cock. I went at it with maximum suction, like I would draw his cum out whether he was willing or not. And when he was ready to shoot, I stopped, and teased his hole with my cock. Repeating this a couple of times had us both crazy, and I finished my fuck with huge thrusts, shot a round into his depths then pulled out and covered his cock and balls with more cum than I shot in my last three orgasms combined. His dick was a rigid pole coated with an icing of sperm, his pubes trapping pearly goops of cum. He was still grasping his knees and panting when I went down on his slick cock. I pushed a finger half-way into his rectum and left it there, his hole clenching tighter around it. I left it there as a pacifier of sorts, thinking he couldn't take much more stimulus at the moment. Then I hollowed my cheeks and sucked and bobbed for all I was worth. It didn't take long. He was bucking his dick into my mouth and rasping, "Oh, oh, ohohohohooooo." Now I went all the way down and jammed him deeper into my throat than ever. I started my finger up in his ass like a jackhammer, adding a second to the first. As I pulled up with tight-lipped suction, he fired warm bleachy jism into my hungry mouth. I never took my mouth off his cock, but kept slowly sucking up and down as he gave me more and more sperm, which I gladly took and swallowed. When he stopped, I pulled off his spent dick and let the last mouthful drool off my worn out mouth and back onto his cock. My mouth was red and tender from unaccustomed friction, my eyes watering from overriding the gag reflex, my tongue thickened with his delicious cum, an escaping strand dripping off my lower lip.

We panted for a few minutes. I threw his tee-shirt on the futon and sat on it next to him, his legs still pulled up to his head, his fucked ass hole trying to relax back to normal. His previous cum was sticking my ass to the tee-shirt. "I kind of liked that. How about you, Paul?"

He hesitated for a moment. "Beating off to guys, Dude? Guys?" he asked, playing back his earlier comment. "What were you thinking? It's much better to just fuck them, I'd say." And he let his legs fall over my lap. 

Three Firsts: 02



After my initiation into gay sex with Paul, I wasn't feeling that bad about breaking up with Patty. I was ready to move forward, and already had in a big way. Patty was still out of town for the next couple of days and I was walking her dog, a terrier kind of thing that liked me well enough and vice versa. Down the block came Ellie, a senior citizen waving a friendly Hi and hurrying along her little grey poodle-something on its retractable leash.

I walked across the street and said hello to Ellie, a gracious looking elderly woman who I had chatted with several times since moving in with Patty six months ago. Ellie has always been a bit flirtatious, making knowing jokes about me moving in to check out the household before buying, that kind of thing.

The dogs were playing off leash in a front yard of our quiet suburb. Ellie surprised me when she switched topics quickly, and blushing, said, "Do you remember the other night when I saw you and Patty at the pizza parlor when I was with my neighbor Maggie?"

"Yeah, I remember that. You had on a shinny purple top and were having a good time," I said, looking Ellie over a bit, wondering what was up. She's a good looking woman, still slender with long legs and a nice ass for an old woman—she had to be in her late 60s, so you know, 20 years older than me at least. She fidgeted a little, straightened out her sweat shirt with embroidered angel children on the front, and I noticed from the movement of her breast that she was hanging free. It appeared to have a nice curve and more bulge to it than I recalled. Not that I check out all the old lady tits, just some of the more appealing ones.

"Well, I was enjoying myself, you're right," she said smiling shyly. "And I'm surprised you remembered what I was wearing. Do you remember anything else?"

I had no idea. "No, I don't think so. What?"

"Oh then, nothing. Nothing at all," and she re-blushed and started to turn away.

"No, what. Ellie, tell me," and I grabbed her shoulder and turned her back toward me. "What else. You can't stop there."

She looked at my hand on her shoulder, and said, "Like that, just like that. As you two were leaving, you walked behind my chair and squeezed my shoulder."

"Like this?" And I squeezed her shoulder.

She stepped closer to whisper, "Yes, like that. And when you did it, I wanted you to put your hands all over me, all over." She acted as if the confession had drained her but she continued. "I don't know what's come over me to tell you this, but Rob, I swear I wanted you to push your hands inside that purple blouse and, and . .you know."

"You wanted me to squeeze your tits." I looked down to catch her eye which was shuttered in embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. It's just that I'm, I'm afraid I am going to never be with a man again. It's been 15 years since my husband Frank passed away, and longer still since I have . . . had sex." She looked at me, a tear in her shinning eye, a gleam of boldness still there. "But here I am on the street coming on—that's it isn't it—coming on to my neighbor's fiancé. I shouldn't have. I'm sorry. A silly old lady."

I put my other hand on her shoulder and squared her off at arms length. "Ellie, I am flattered that you wanted me to put my hands all over you." I leaned in and gave her a peck on the check that I held for an extra second, then stepped back to arms length. "And if I were to do that, put my hands all over you, I would start right there under the angel's wing," and I looked at her tit. "Your nipple is hard and proud, and teasing me."

Ellie gasped as she looked down and saw her nipple pushing against the thick sweatshirt creating an unmistakable mark of a tautness. "Oh, Rob. I don't know what. I've been feeling like this lately. Showing my breast in public, my goodness," and she crossed her arms over her offending tits.

"I wouldn't say it's showing in public," I laughed. "But it is a fine sight. And since I broke up with Patty three days ago and have to clear out this weekend, I'm going to miss seeing it again, I suppose."

"What happened? Patty and you split up?"

I suggested we walk the dogs back to her condo a block away and I would tell her about it.

"Really?" asked Ellie. "You want to come to my place. After what I said?" She looked at me, telegraphing the response she wanted. I obliged.

"You bet. You make me some coffee and I'll tell you about it." And off we went.

She had a lovely two bedroom condo, pictures of her two grown sons' families in the living room, a nice balcony. She made the coffee, and I told her about Patty and I, in a rather vague manner. "You know, it's kind of funny you would tell me about wanting my hands all over you right after I break up with Patty and have promised myself that I am going to start doing what I want and having fun. Here, let me give you a bit more of that shoulder squeeze you enjoyed at the pizza spot the other night." We were already sitting on the couch, not too close, so I scooted closer and behind her a bit.

I turned her away from me so I could start rubbing her shoulders and back. She still had on the angel sweatshirt, long white pants and trademark open-toed sandals with painted nails. As I squeezed her shoulders, moving around and back down her arms, she relaxed and sighed. Her skin was quite fair, and she always stayed out of the sun with big hats and long sleeves protecting her delicate skin, which was white with a pinkness that wasn't quite flesh toned. I caressed her shoulder and with the other hand pushed away from her neck her medium length blond hair (some kind of dyed formula that mixed white with her natural former blondeness, as I could see from older photos of her on the wall). I went in with a kiss on her neck, which was perfumed and had a bit of a sag from the chin and more lose flesh than in early times. I kissed it again, lingering then licked it gently. Ellie breathed heavily and leaned slightly back to me for more.

"You're lovely, Ellie," and I kissed her neck and sucked gently on her skin pulling it away before letting it go. "I love your neck," kiss and a suck there, then release. "I love your sexy shoulders," I pushed my fingers under her collar and slightly raked her bare skin. "And I am teasing myself immensely hesitating just a bit more before I feel up your luscious tits and your hard nipples." I kissed her ear and whispered, "I see it now, straining your shirt. God I want to suck it," and I pushed a little tongue into her ear and swabbed it good.

"Oh God," Ellie said as a shiver pierced through her. "Oh God." She shook off the chill.

I took that as a go, and whispered close to her ear, "Oh yes, here we go, Ellie, my hands are going all over your body, and I don't think they will stop anytime soon, except maybe to get some special attention," and here I moved my hand from her shoulder and put my pinkie finger on her lip. She took it and the one next to it into her mouth and murmured, "mmmm, mmhh, mmhh," while she sucked on them. I pulled them out and said, "Thank you, my sexy kitten. Can you be my Kitten?" And I sucked at her neck again, hoping to raise a little red mark near her collar bone as I stretched her sweatshirt neck out of the way.

"Kitten, yes. I'm your Kitten, Rob," and with that confirmation she leaned back into me more, placing her hands on both of my thighs.

"Oh yeah, Kitten. I want these," and I pushed my hands off her shoulders and firmly caressed her nice sized breasts, big breasts for such a slender lady. "I want this," I whispered at her neck, and pulled the sweatshirt up over her tits, her nipples beautifully on display. Still behind her I lifted each tit and squeezed it, moving my palms over both nipples. They were gorgeous, and I watched from over her shoulder as my hands kneaded her heavy breast. They were whiter than her neck, and somewhat translucent, showing some blue veins under the smooth surface. Her breasts were so nice, sagging just a bit but full and proud, her nipples really sticking out like they were ready to burst open and flower. She had large circles of areoles smooth and pink, contrasting with her white skin. I got bolder, driven on by those nipples poking out even harder and begging for more attention.

I stood over her, but bent down to her other ear this time. "Ellie," I addressed her like a school girl. "I'm going to have to suck those nipples," and I absolutely drove my tongue into her ear, filling it with saliva and heavy breathing. "I need to suck your nipples. Can I?"

"Yes, yes. Suck them, Rob. Do it," and, her eyes closed probably playing some movie scene on her lids, and she proudly pushed her tits out more. "Suck me honey, suck me."

I leaned all the way over her, my face going down her chest, and I pulled the bulging end of one tit then the other to my mouth, licking each nipple lightly. She moaned and seemed to shift into another gear of excitement that wasn't as ragged and promised to be an overdrive kind of thing. I moved in front of her and hoisted her tits up like an Oscar, proud to have won them. I sucked her right nipple into my mouth hard and pinched the left one a good tweak, rubbing it roughly between my thumb and forefinger. She liked the pinch, saying, "That's so good. Take my nipple, baby. Bite it a little, suck it, oh yeah."

I did, feasting on her until her tits were shinnin with my spit, which I liberally dribbled onto her breasts as I worked them over ravenously with tongue, teeth, and hands. I broke it off reluctantly. Ellie had begun slowly hunching the sofa cushion she was sitting on. I went back up to her neck and kissed and licked it, then moved to her and told her to give me a kiss. She had sexy lips, fuller on the bottom and nicely wing shaped on top, and she put them up to mine. She spoke, her breath going into my mouth. "Here you are sweetie, a nice kiss." Ellie pushed her lips against mine and opened her mouth, then her tongue dipped fully into my mouth and she slowly, purposefully pushed it into my mouth, then licked my tongue, teeth, and the inside of my lips in a quickened pace. She kept my chin tightly in her hand as she leaned up for a better angle then starting breathily fucking her full stiff tongue into my mouth, my lips held in her hand in oval shape. She was fucking my mouth, letting me know that she had a hot drive and it was kicking in. She finished by sucking my lips into her mouth and nibbling on them, just as both her hands slid down to my jeans crotch, one cupping my balls the other rubbing my straining cock up and down as best as she could through the thick material.

I was still leaning down while standing over her, and she looked me in the eye. "I want to suck you, Rob. Please, I have to suck your penis, hold it, see it." It wasn't a question. She bent forward and bit at my dick while undoing my belt and shucking my jeans.

"Suck it Kitten, suck my dick. Suck it, baby." This I hissed, with lust, and my dick sprang free from the jeans as she pulled them down, taking my boxers with them.

"It's so nice," she said, swaddling my dick with her hot hands, long fingers delicately stroking. She took the head in her mouth immediately and sucked down about 5 of my 7 inches. Ellie pulled tight on her lips creating a lovely vacuum. She lathed my cock with her saliva, gave my heavy balls some spasmodic squeezes, and then rubbed my spit-wet dick all over her face, her eyes, her forehead, her neck. "My hard boy, what a beautiful hot cock for me." I aimed my hard dick at her mouth, which she opened slightly for me then immediately began a high-paced blow job, rocking off my dick with her warm mouth, pausing to take a deep breath, cock still in her mouth and huffing out, "Cum on, Honey. I want your sperm, I want your sperm," and she went after it with hollowed checks and bobbing head.

Allowing myself to come to the brink of blowing cum in her pretty mouth a couple of times, I backed out of her mouth. My dick was glistening with her wetness, precome drooling down in a strand she swiped away with her tongue, her hand pressed against my pubes, my dick supported in the crook of her thumb and forefinger.

I sat next to her, then pulled her sweatshirt over her head. I held her breasts as if weighing them then squeezed them together and nibbled at her nipples. I let them go, and pushed her quickly onto her back with intentional surprise. She gasped then smiled at me and touched her tongue to her upper lip. My hands were already pushing onto her pussy. "Open your legs for me, Kitten," I said, and she spread them to let my hand cover her mound and push firmly against her vulva, which she pushed up to meet my pressure. I bent down and French kissed her navel, which set her off in a sensual tickle, and pulled her white pants and white, high-cut panties off her long legs, not as pure white as her breasts but still nice looking. She covered her pussy with her hands. I sat next to her, she stretched out, still covering up her pussy but now gently stroking my dick. I moved in to kiss her and we began to make out, as I also began to move my middle finger over her hand toward her slit. She opened her legs and fucked into my mouth four or five quick thrusts with her tongue. I slipped my finger between her pussy lips, pleasantly surprised at her slick wetness. I fingered her cunt five or six times. I soon had two fingers in her as we worked out a tempo, me pushing in deeper, she hunching up higher.

"Your pussy feels so nice and wet, and so tight, Kitten. Let me taste you, lick your sex juices from your sweet hole," and I pulled my fingers out of her and put them to my mouth. "One for me," I said, taking my middle finger into my mouth, "mmm, yes. And one for you," putting my wet forefinger to her mouth. She sucked it in quickly. "You're delicious," I said.

"Oh, I'm so hot, baby," and she grabbed my dick and started jacking me off slowly but deliberately. "Would you go in me now, do it now. I'm hornier than I've ever been, and I don't want to risk losing this moment," and with that she raised herself up and licked my nipple, then pinched it. "Pinch my nipples, baby, while you fuck me. Come fuck me now," and she spread her legs like a Romanian gymnast.

She was so wet, so hot, and my dick was about to cry to get in there. I covered her with my body, Ellie grunting happily with my weight pinning her down for a fuck, her legs splayed out and one foot still on the floor. I pushed my dick up to her juicy pussy lips and rubbed it up and down. "Put me in, Kitten, put my cock in your tight cunt."

"Cunt, oh, I've never had, never had a cunt before," and she pulled me toward her newly anointed cunt and pushed her inner lips around my dick. I moved three half strokes in slowly, and as my cockhead was almost pulling out of her cunt, I looked down to watch it push in to the hilt, needlessly telling her, "Take it Kitten. Take my hard dick."

I watched my cock push into Ellie all the way, and with that stretching of her hot old pussy, her outer lips parted at the top of her vagina and her clit kind of popped into view, sticking out red and aroused and as large as her nipples. In fact it looked just like her nipple, a hard nub about as thick as my little finger tip and about half as long as that top knuckle. I immediately pulled at it and caressed it with my fingers. "Oh Kitten, what a sexy clit. I didn't see you before, my God what a horny sight," and I began to push down on it with my thumb as I fucked into her pussy with intoxicating squishes and liquid squelches as my dick pushed her ample lubricants against the side of her cunt.

"Frank always said it was gross," she said, her eyes closed and head lolling to the rhthym of our screwing. "He wouldn't touch it most of the time." She opened her eyes and hugged me as I pushed my dick slowly all the way into her, trying to jab into her just a bit more. "I was worried it would bother you, too. Just a few minutes ago," said Ellie.

"What bothers me is that I didn't find it before. Do you like when I touch it," and I rubbed it between thumb and forefinger just as I had her pert nipples.

She twitched three times quickly and took in her breath, "Yes, oh yes. No one's done that, except me." And with my dick in her tight cunt, her tits gooey from my slobbering over them, this gentle lady blushed red, which with her white skin was a remarkable thing to see.

I screwed her in a nice pace while rubbing her clit, and sucking her tits for a couple of minutes. Then I made a little show of pulling my dick out of her. She had a puzzled look as I started to scoot away from her on the couch.

"If your husband never touched it, that means he surely didn't suck it."

I had arrived at her pussy as she said, "Oh God, suck my clit, lick me, Baby, lick my pussy."

I did from top to bottom a few times; she gurgled and pushed her vuvla up to my mouth. I pulled her clit into my mouth like a little dick, sucking it, flicking it with my tongue. I pushed my thumbs into her pussy. She held her legs at the ankles and presented herself to me as open as she could. I pushed down with pressure on her vuvla, started fucking two and three fingers into her cunt, which was juicing nicely, and continued to suck on her clit. I thought it would spurt cum in my mouth the way she pushed up to my sucking. She was moaning, pushing, thrashing her hands on the bed, pushing my head tight against her. I got into pushing hard against her clit with my flat tongue and she squeeled, bucked her cunt into my face with gusto and oohed and ahhed and told me she was cumming . . .and still cumming, and "Oh god, suck it harder, harder!" cummming. She ground her cunt flat against my mouth and chin and then yelped out, "Oh. Oh, oh!" as her juice poured from her cunt. Her creamy cum filled my nostrils with her tangy, tasty flavor. She rubbed her leaking cunt into my mouth a few more times, then dropped her hips to the couch, stroking my hair, feeling my face and mouth dripping with her hot come, and saying, "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Oh goodness, thank you. Never like that. Never ever, in 70 years."

"You're not 70, couldn't be," I said, thinking, 65, yeah I can see that.

"I'm 70, Rob. Today," and she smiled, a smile with more than a little mischief in it.

"Well happy birthday, Kitten. Happy birthday. I hope you liked my present," and I slipped a finger gently into her pussy.

While we both caught our breath, I got as much of her cunt cream, which was slick, thick, and clear, on my fingers and hands then rubbed her cum all over her tits. Her nipples, which had calmed down after her orgasms, started to harden. She moaned as I continued to slick up her tits with her juice.

"You're full of tricks I've never done before," she said, looking at me with a glint and a smirk. "Why are you doing that?" she asked then laid back and enjoyed it, every now and then helping push my hand across her slick tit.

"I don't know, really. I'm just doing what feels right, not worrying about doing the wrong thing," and here I squeezed her right nipple, which slipped out of my grasp. "You came so nicely, gushing out for me your wonderful juice, your body's reward for its nice orgasm. I love your tits, and with the flavor of your sexy cunt on them, they're even better." I compacted her right tit with my hand then stuffed as much of it in my mouth as I could, sucking down until Kitten's hard nipple escaped my teeth.

"Well, you're pushing buttons I didn't know I had," she said, then sat up quickly in revelation: "But you didn't cum yet. Did you?" Her hands went to my cock and pulled it toward her. "You have to cum for me, Baby. What do you want your Kitten to do. Tell me."

"You want to know what I want my Kitten to do?"

"Yes, I want your cum, sweetheart." And she quickly shifted to get her head near my lap, licking my cockhead while fondling my balls. "I want your cum." She started going down on me with deep meaningful sucks.




Three Firsts: 02



I gently put both hands on the side of her and guided her hot mouth along my dick. "That's good. You're such a sweet woman, such a sweet horny cocksucker." I pulled her head up and off my dick. "I want to see you taste my sperm, Baby. And you will. But what I really want to do first is to cum in your sexy ass."

Ellie audibly sucked in air, followed by an unsure "oh my."

"Yes Kitten, your sexy ass. I've watched you walking Bo, and when you pick up his leash and you bend all the way down without bending your knees, sticking your beautiful ass out, I think you're doing it for me. And I want to bend over behind you and slip my cock in your snug anus. I want my cum to drip out of your sexy asshole."

This took her back. "I don't know. That's not something I've ever done—nor wanted to," she said. She lowered her eyes a bit, and said, "It's nasty, isn't it? That's not made for sex. It's nasty." She looked at me for an answer.

"What do you want me to say?" I asked. She raised her eyebrows, not knowing. "Okay, I'll tell you the truth. Patty and I are breaking up and one of the main reasons is that she won't do anal sex. I like anal sex, I've done it before, and a lot of women really like it too. But like Patty, many women have the idea that it's nasty. You know what, Kitten?" I held her chin up to me with my right hand, and snaked my left hand to gently cup her breast and flick her nipple.

"What?" she asked.

"It is nasty—and sexy. Stand up for me, right in front of me and face toward the kitchen.

"What?"

"Come on, Kitten. Stand up." She did, embarrassed by her nakedness at first, then starting to loosen up, swaying her hips just a bit, asking, "Now what?"

I put my hands on her hips and pulled her two tiny steps back. "Now bend over like you were putting the leash on Bo."

She hesitated. I pushed my hand up the small of her back and massaged. "Go on Baby, I've wanted to be this close to you many times. Do it for me, Ellie. Bend over, my hot lover, show me your beautiful ass. I know you're proud of it, and you should be. I'm sure a dozen men in the neighborhood want to fuck your ass. Let me."

The direct honesty struck the right note with her, and sweet 70-year old Ellie bent over at the waist and pushed back ever so slightly toward me. My face was at the same height and inches away from her asshole, which I couldn't see, but was hidden and flanked by smooth ass cheeks well rounded at the bottom, fleshed out a the sides, and pressed tightly together presenting a crevice deeper than a crack. I kissed her ass. I rubbed it, squeezed in, hefted the cheeks at their lowest curve, tongued the bottom of her spine above the cleave of her pink and pale cheeks, and licked that flawless stretch of smooth skin. I continued to kiss her ass and squeeze it, every now and then slipping a finger into her pussy, already juicing more. She pushed back a little, faintly wiggled her backside as I kissed and licked it.

I pushed my right hand up her stomach and between her hanging tits, pausing to earnestly grope each one. I moved my hand to her chin, and she bent down to kiss my hand and lick my thumb. I slipped my middle finger into the middle of her hot mouth. "Get this one wet, baby, so I can slip it up your sexy ass."

She hesitated for an instant, then sucked the finger in deep, licking it with her tongue, pushing saliva out of her mouth, some of it dripping down her lip as she prepared my finger for her. I pulled it out, and gently spread her ass checks. Ellie moaned and shifted her feet an inch further apart. My wet finger found her asshole as I kissed her right ass cheek. I teased her ring, pushing up against it but not to penetrate. I gently worked the sides of her puckered hole, caressing the ridges of smooth brown skin that tense to form her circle. I eased her full and sensuous cheeks apart with my left hand and rimmed around her asshole with my middle finger. I pulled away and inserted that finger into her pussy.

"Coat it with your juices, Kitten" and she flexed her cunt around my finger. After easing it in and out a few times, I put it back to her asshole and pushed in around the ring, as if testing to see if it might slide in. "You do it, Kitten, you take it in your gorgeous ass for me. Do it when you're ready."

"Oh Rob. This is so strange, so different."

"In a nice way?" I asked as I massaged her hole with a circular motion.

"I think it is," she said, even as she pulled her asshole away from my finger. "And Patty, Patty doesn't like this?" she asked.

I grabbed a tit and pulled the nipple down, exaggerating her sagging breast. She grunted with pleasure and pulled up slightly to increase the tension. "No baby, Patty doesn't like this. Patty doesn't want me to touch her ass."

Ellie stopped her little hip gyrations. She reached behind her and grabbed my hand from inside her cheeks. My heart was sinking, my dick about to follow suit. She took my hand and pushed my middle finger into her sopping cunt. I thought it was over, I was being detoured away from the back road.

With a sultry look back at me over her shoulders and a seductive sway of her luscious breasts, she pulled forward, my finger coming out of her cunt. "Well, if Patty won't let you put your fingers in her fanny, you'll just have to slip them into mine." And hot Kitten positioned my finger at her asshole and pushed back, taking it in at once, if only a smidgen. "Uhh," she moaned, with a hint of pleasant surprise. She continued to slowly, slowly push back and take my finger in her ass. She was bent over forward, her hands on her thighs for support, and she fucked back on my finger three more times, settling back with it all the way in her rectum. "You're going to have to put another one in me, Rob. Show me what it's going to feel like."

I couldn't believe it. If I played poker with this woman, I'd be broke. I thought she was folding and she pushes all in. I did too, but easy—damn, she was going two thick out of the gate. I worked them in only as deep as she wanted to push back. Half way in, she started pulling away, then before my fingers slipped out she pushed back to the half way mark. The next time she pulled back, I had stopped kissing her cheek and was looking at this hot anal action, when, Wow! Her ass ring was stretching around my fingers as she pulled away, not wanting to let go of them. Her hole was pushed out like a volcano crater, its rim holding my fingers in an anal grasp. Her asshole was so hot, and I pushed in deeper to draw it back out again and see her ring crater around my slicked fingers.

"Uhh, uhh yea, uhh, ohh," Ellie let me know we'd reached another depth and she was liking it, in that it-hurts-a bit-but feels-too good-to stop way. I watched as her asshole clenched tight, stretching outward about a half inch to hold onto my fingers.

"Oh baby, your asshole is so sexy," I said, and put my face into her ass, french kissing her asshole clenching onto my fingers. "Your asshole is the sexiest thing I've seen."

"Uuhhh, oh, yea," and she pushed her ass all the way down until my fingers completely disappeared inside her rectum. "Goodness, Rob, I don't want to let them go. I want them in my asshole. Never felt like this before. My pussy is creaming, my nipples are so stiff, and I want your fingers in my ass. Fuck me, oh it feels so devine, fuck my ass."

Slow in and then hard at the end, was how she liked it. We were delirious with sex, with her ass and the sexy play of my fingers in it. Her grasping hole was mesmerizing. I couldn't help it and pushed my nose deep between her cheeks and licked her asshole, keeping it extended outward as my fingers almost pulled out of her sweet butt. I licked her sexy hole for a bit, her ass now loving my fingers.

Ellie stood up, hands on hips and straightened up her stiff back. She patted my head as I licked at her ass crack, and said, "Let's get to the bed now, lover. So you can fuck my ass good. I think I'm going to come hard again, come hard on your cock up my ass, you nasty man."

I followed her to the bedroom like a dog—as did Patty's dog and Ellie's Bo, both of them very curious about our continued action. Ellie's bedroom looked like what I thought an elderly girl's would be, ribbons, crocheted sayings, floppy hats on hooks, but with a computer at a desk and a screen saver of clouds rolling along. She pulled the two pillows from the head of her bed and put them nearer to the foot. Then she laid stomach down, the pillows at her abdomen and pushing her ass up, her legs haunched underneath her, a wanton fuck me position. As I started kissing her ass and slipping my slick fingers up her crack, she pulled her cheeks apart and said, "Fuck me, Rob. Cum in my ass. I want your hard rod in my ass."

I moved to make good on the thoughtful request, but stopped. "Ellie, Kitten, we need some lubrication, more than even your pussy can provide, I think."

"Vaseline, in the nightstand drawer over there."

I fetched it, wondering dildo or skin treatment? As I pushed still-slick fingers back into her asshole, Ellie moaned and pulled a tit up to her mouth and pulled on her nipple with her teeth. I Vaselined her hole, it spasamed around my eager fingers. I greased up my dick, and lovingly asked if she was ready for me to pleasure her anus.

"Yes, yes. Slip that cock all the way up me, Baby. Take my ass, Rob." She pulled her cheeks apart, and I was lined up and had my cockhead pushing her anal ring apart in a split second. A little in, Ellie goes, "Uuuhh, uuhhh."

"More cock, Kitten?"

"Uh huh," and I slide in another inch.

"UUoooohhh, God. Ohhh woo, uhh, uhh. Yea, more cock in me. It's burning, it hurts some, it's great. Push more, push." And with that she pushed her own bowels out and my cock pushed in, almost to the bottom. "Uhhnnhhuuhh, oh that's it. Oh oh yes, yes."

"Oh my tight little fuck, your ass is so good. Are you alright, baby? You okay?"

"More than okay, oh more. I'm having orgasms, little orgasms everywhere. Fuck me while I'm cumming. Fuck me Baby."

The Vaseline was just enough to slide me in without making her hole too slippery. A few times I pulled my dick out, slicked it up with her running pussy juice and a little spit for the perfect anal lubricant. I could feel every centimeter of her rectum stretch to take my dick. It was heaven. I lost it and started driving in hard and fast, hanging on to Ellie's old, tapered hips and jamming my dick deep into her 70-year-old asshole.

She bucked back at me and we seemed to get into a match of sorts, each of us trying to shove my dick in deeper. Ellie was on automatic moan for the next few minutes as we fucked at a deep and full pace, the little dogs quite attentive to her animal mews, the smells and the action. Ellie moaned a revelation: "Uuhhh, unnhhh, push in baby, fuck me. Oh this is fucking, this is the best fucking. You've got to fuck me in my ass again and again. Patty's an idiot. Fuck me, you need to cum soon, I'm going to faint if it feels any better."

As she ratcheted up her backwards humping yet again, she began a slow moan that was partially broken by her gasps as I slammed into her ass, my pubic bone slapping her jiggling cheeks, my mind blowing as I watched her asshole stretch around my cock, milking it for cum. The she whispered with the little energy she could spare from fucking me, "I'm cumming. Oh oh oh, it's big, bigger, ohhhh . . ." and she trailed off to silence. Goose bumps flashed up on her neck and rushed visibly down her back. I could feel my cum beginning to release from deep inside me. Her ass cheeks crinkled with the goosebumps and she began breathing in and out, slow and rasping. Her asshole clenched my dick, let go and then clenched again about four times. I let go of her hip and put my hand under her cunt. It was leaking hot cum, a sticky puddle was forming on the bed below her pussy. Ellie continued to push back with little jerks as her orgasm moved her.

"Here, sweet," I sad, fucking madly into this sweet old lady with every muscle I had. "Here it cums, baby. In your ass, your hot ass, ohhh, ohhh yeeaaaaaa. . ." My sperm blasted into her loose hole, quickly squishing out around my still-pistoning dick with a sound that was pure sex. I moaned, "Ellie. Nasty sexy Ellie. Take my cum, Kitten. Oh god." She was now moving very little but I was continuting to fill her ass with cum, my biggest cum, biggest orgasm ever. I looked down the back of this 70-year-old woman, one side of her pretty face flat on the bed now, pulling in short breaths, a knowing smile on her lips. I pushed in slowly, relishing the feeling, the knowledge that I'd just had my best fuck ever with a 70-year old anal virgin, who came like a thoroughbred sex Kitten. I pulled my dick out of her ass, her ring finally not trying to hold on, loosened beyond effort at the moment. Cum that hadn't shot out of my dick in rocket bursts was now drooling from my dick slit directly in Ellie's ass crack. My dick pushed cum up that heavenly valley every now and then.

I pushed my right palm under her cunt and squeezed it gently to coax more cream from her. More filled my hand. I pushed it into her pubic hair, making a matted mess, even taking some of my cum from between her ass checks and adding it to the glorious goo. I caressed her face and she licked some of our cum off my finger, sucking it like a little dick.

After she had cleaned it to her satisfaction, she opened one eye and looked back and up in my direction, still kneeling behind her, using my dick to push my cum sliding out of her asshole back in.

"So, I think that worked out nicely, Rob. What other nasty sexual things do you have in mind?" she accented her question by squeezing her cheeks together trapping my cock between them.

"God, I don't know." But I did. "How about if you suck me off later and I cum all over your lovely face and sexy mouth?"

She licked her lips, slowly circling them like a good Kitten, and asked, "When's later?"



Three Firsts: 03



I knocked on the condo door and soon heard Ellie cooing, "Coming, coming." She opened the door wearing a sexy expression that quickly shifted to a polite smile and a "Well, hello," to Paul, standing behind me. Ellie's hair was waved across her right eye, her makeup was slight except for the deep red lipstick. She wore a crinkly tube top from perhaps the '80s that held her tits like a tissue wrapper around precious fruit. She had on white long pants again, fitted tighter and with some kind of stretchy material that made her curvy hips flare out from her stomach, even her little paunch looked sexy in the pants.

"This is my young friend Paul, Ellie. He and I are going to play golf."

"I've seen Paul when he comes to visit Megan," she said, offering a hand dangled as a gift not to be ignored. Paul shook it, and said it was nice to meet her.

"Well, come in, come in, you two." She swept us down the hall with a graceful arm. "I was just expecting you, Rob, to look over that kitchen sink."

"I know Ellie, and I'm sorry about not letting you know about Paul and I playing golf," I said. "I just wanted to take a look at it first to see what tools I would need for later."

"Sure, go have a look," and she pointed me to the kitchen. "Does Paul do plumbing, too?" she asked.

"Oh yes, he's pretty good at it," I said. "Let's sit first, Ellie. Talk a bit," and I walked her over to her couch, where we had played yesterday. She sat and Paul and I sat down too, flanking her on both sides.

"Ellie, you know I told you about how I was changing my attitude since Patty dumped me?"

"Yes, I think so," and she gave me a what are doing? look.

"Well, Paul is doing the same thing as I am, as we are," and I leaned in toward her, "like we did, yesterday."

"What?" She straightened up. "I don't know—what do you mean?" She was looking worried.

"I'll be honest, Ellie. I had such a wonderful time yesterday, and I know you did too." Her eyes bugged out at me in warning. "It's okay. The day before yesterday, I tried sex with Paul."

"You mean like homo sex?" Her eyes widened in shock.

"Yes," I leaned in to whisper in her ear, "he fucked me in the ass, just like you and I did yesterday." She repeated her Oh My. "And I sucked his cock, just like you sucked mine." I nibbled at her ear and pulled back.

"So, first Patty kicks me out, then Paul and I do a first for both of us, then you and I did a first for both of us, because I had never made love to a mature woman, or any woman who made me feel so good. Know what I mean?"

I was rubbing her shoulder as she shook her head yes.

"I didn't mean to, but I couldn't keep it to myself when I was talking to Paul this morning," I told her, and I could see that her mind was starting to maybe get an idea of why Paul was there.

She looked up suddenly and asked, "Did you give me AIDS yesterday? I know gay men have that."

"Oh no no no, sweetheart. Paul and I never did anything unsafe in sex. And neither one of us were ever with a man until two days ago with each other."

"Ellie," Paul broke in, "I work in healthcare and I have to be tested on a regular basis for disease. I'm fine. So don't worry," and he put a reassuring hand on her pale bare shoulder and stroked it. "Don't worry."

"Ellie?" I asked, and she took her eyes off of Paul's hand on her shoulder to look at me. "I want you to have more fun than we did yesterday—I want us to have even more fun and passion." I bent to her sensitive ear and kissed it lightly, then said, "I want you to have two lovers today, two cocks to please you."

Paul moved his hand from her shoulder down her arm. He held her hand and said, "Rob told me what a great lover you are. I never thought about a woman like you—"

"An old one, you mean," said Ellie.

"An older woman, a sexy older woman my grandmother's age, yeah," Paul put her hand on his shoulder, and said, "How about this?" and he kissed her on the mouth. He pulled away, "Another, okay?" and waited for no answer. I was rubbing the top of her thigh, about to dip inward, and watched Ellie's mouth push out at first against Paul's lips. He was poking his tongue against her lips, and they suddenly she opened wide and he slide a long tongue in Ellie's eager mouth. They were quickly making out like lust-sloppy teens. I slid my hand to her mound, she opened her legs and leaned back against the couch, Paul sucking her mouth. Ellie's pussy pushed out to the edge of the cushion and hot against my hand. I rubbed her clit, which I could see bulging against her white stretch pants, whose tight crotch dug into her slit for a delicious camel toe of 70-year-old pussy.

Paul and I both grabbed one of her jiggly tits at once. She pushed both our hands away and sat up straight. "Well, on the one hand I'm flattered that a handsome man in his 20s would want an old person like me," and she looked at Paul who nodded with a smile that he did want her.

"On the other hand, Rob, you share our secrets, then bring in a friend like I was some whore." She huffed a glare at me. "Do you think I'm such a whore you can assume this?"

"No, Ellie. No. I swear I'm just going with this weird new feeling, the one you and I got caught up in yesterday. I never thought about this at all until an hour ago when I was talking to Paul. Ellie, you are an amazing lover and I know you're letting lose now, just like me—and Paul. I don't know about you, but neither of us have ever been in a threesome, and we want our first to be with you."

She was silent, and we didn't touch her or say anything as she thought in silence. After 30 seconds, she spoke, more like laying out rules: "If I come to my senses at any moment you will stop; you will never tell anyone about this, you will never pull this kind of stunt on me again, Rob Patterson. Understand?"

"Yes, yes," I said. After a pause I asked, "Does that mean yes?"

Ellie looked at me, then at Paul. She pulled up her tube top with both hands, said "Yes," then pulled her top down over her tits, baring the white beauties with the astounding nipples. "Suck them, good, lovers," she coaxed. "Feed on my breasts."

We nursed on her tits like starved twins. How milk didn't come from her ripe matronly tits, I don't know. I was going for it, so was Paul. I rubbed her cunt and asked, "What do you want us to do for you, Kitten? What sexy things do you want?"

As if she had already been thinking of it, she quickly said, "Eat my pussy, Baby, while I suck on this young hard cock." She rubbed Paul's dick impatiently.

"Shit, Ellie, damn," gasped Paul as she mauled his package in his golf pants. "Stroke me."

She was already doing that, and had his zipper down and buckle undone. He pushed his pants off his legs. She smeared a streak of lipstick along the upper side of his cock. "Oh this is so nice, Paul," and she kissed his twitching cock like it was a rare present. "Grandmother's going to suck your cum from your big dick, lover boy," and she gave Paul a naughty wink. Then she sucked his cock like she loved doing it more than anything. She told me yesterday it had always been the only way she would "put out" for men on dates before she married, and she did love it.

In between suckling her tits, and feeling up Paul's balls—which brought a quick gasp from her the first time, but she seemed to accept it quickly—I pulled her pants off. Her cunt was covered with silky black French cut panties. I rubbed her mound in general tease before pushing aside her panties and slipping a finger into her pussy. It was a juice box, and slushed as fingered it. She was sucking Paul's cock or he was fucking her mouth, standing on the couch pushing his anxious cock into her pretty old mouth possessively taking him in deep. She gagged and pushed her face all the way to his pubes. He moaned for about 10 seconds.

"Kitten, Paul really likes a finger up his ass when he's fucking a hot chick's mouth," I said, then jerked the panty leg aside and licked at her cunt with purpose, sucking her stubby little clit-cock at the top of each lick.

She pulled her mouth off his cock, and held up her hands, fingers fanned.

"I don't think he'd like my nails." They were formidable, long and enameled hot pink.

Paul was saying that's ok, when Ellie reached over to the end table, and retrieved nail clippers from the drawer. "No problem, sweetie," she said as she trimmed her middle finger nail nicely. "I've never had my finger up a young man's ass. But I know I like one up mine, since yesterday."

She pushed her newly trimmed finger under my mouth and into her pussy, coating it with her reliable wetness.

"Ohhh, nowww," was all she said, taking his cock back into her mouth with a slurp and pressing her slick finger deep into Paul's ass with a full-on confidence a man might appreciate, if not expect from a dainty lady. I sucked and licked and pulled on her clit, fucking into her bucking pussy with combinations of fingers, thumbs, tongue. My face was slippery, and delighted.

Ellie was "Uuumph, uuummm, uuummming" on Paul's dick, fingering his ass with love and roughness mixed. "Mmmmm, mmmm I'm cumminnnngggg,"

My mouth ran over with her cum, juices tart and torrent running from her spasming cunt. She pushed against my mouth for more friction as she worked out the end of her orgasm.

Paul had made not a sound, but his cum was dripping on Ellie's belly at my eye's level. I looked up to get a dollop of sperm in my eye, it sliding off her stiff nipple, part of a stream leaking from her mouth. She gave little sucks as Paul gave little thrusts into her mouth. She calmly fucked his ass, trying to get her finger in just a little further.

"Mmmmmm my my my," said Ellie. Paul removed his cock, she sucked the drooling sperm back up into her mouth, and opened her lips to show us her tongue bathed in goo, moving the slick white mess around in her pink mouth. "It's so good, Paul. I love your spunk. It's thick with nutrients, I'm sure." Paul's cum was pooled in the bottom of her mouth as she spoke.

He put his cock against her cheek, rubbed it over her mouth, and said, "You're so hot, Kitten. I want to cum in your mouth again and again."

She pulled her fingers out of his ass, and said, "Me too."

Her nipples were peg stiff, the left one slimy with Paul's cum. She was dreamily sucking his balls and gently sliding her hand along his sperm coated cock.

"Scoot down here a little bit, Kitten. I want to fuck your cunt now."

She scooted away from Paul's cock and perched her dripping hole over the cushion. "Cum in my pussy." She spread her legs, her glistening lips pink from cumming and ready for me. I pushed in slow and steady and built up steam from there. We kissed and sucked each others lips, and I jammed into her. The sounds of her drenched pussy sliding against my cock filled my ears. I could hear Paul moaning and sucking Ellie's tits.

My orgasm was on me, and I said, "Now, now Ellie, I'm cumming!" and I blissfuly shot my cum into her tight cunt. Deep, deep, "uhh" "uuhhh" then I pulled out and aimed my last wad at her fucked hole, plastering it with my genetic cream.

After a few moments catching her breath, she said, "That was so good, Rob, give me your beautiful cock." Paul moved away from her tits as I stood on the couch and lowered my dick to this hot senior cum slut. My proud cock was fairly well covered with cum, hers and mine, and she savored the slick mess as she sucked me into her hot mouth with a welcoming moan.

Then she gave out a surprsied moan around my cock, and sucked even harder. I looked back and Paul had his face between her legs, lapping up her pussy I had just smeared with my cum. "You both taste great," Paul said, winking at me. I pushed my cock into Ellie's mouth deep and pulled it all the way out. She smacked her lips with satisfaction and lovingly looked at my dick.

With my cock dangling, Ellie's mouth painted with cum and smudges of lipstick, and Paul noisily lapping at Ellie's cum-filled cunt, I felt pretty good. Real good.

After we came back to earth, Ellie shoed us on to our golf game, and told us to come back after our round for some refreshments. We played 18 holes, and I beat Paul by 6 strokes and took $15 off the cocky kid. He couldn't putt worth a crap.

We hurried back to Ellie. She greeted us each with a hot kiss and an active tongue. She was in a full length satin robe kind of thing, and maybe nothing underneath. She sat us down and brought us ice-cold beers. She undressed us like we were her dirty little boys back from play, and she told us as our cocks hardened with her fisting that she had plans for the rest of the day for us. We were going to have more sex, and we were going to take pictures with her digital camera so she could enjoy them later. It would be the first time she really looked at porno, much less made it. But she said she wanted memories. "Old people like pictures of their little adventures," as she put it.

Then she put us through heaven. The order of these pleasures might be a little off, but here's what happened in the next hour and a half. She sucked Paul and I while we drank, then she had me suck Paul's cock while she jerked on mine, camera timed to take a set of pictures. She got on all fours and Paul fucked her pussy doggy style while she sucked my cock. Pictures. I ate her asshole while Paul pumped his cock in her frothy cunt. Pictures. She straddled me as I lay on my back and took me in her pussy. She tried Paul in her ass at the same time, but she said it was too much. So she had me fuck her pussy for a while, then Paul fucked her ass for awhile, and we fed cock up both of her holes. Paul came in her ass and it ran down her pussy and dripped over my cock. Pictures. Ellie leisurely sucked Paul's dick to young dude hardness while I ate her to a little orgasm. Pictures. Then she set up the finale like a seasoned director.

I got on all fours and she rimmed my asshole and liberally finger-painted it with sticky juices from her pussy, which Paul was slowly fucking to get his rod well creamed. Ellie got beneath me on her back so she could suck my dick, her face positioned so my cock would push in nicely. She reached up and pinched my nipples while she bobbed her head up and sucked my dick into her mouth. Paul pushed into my asshole, easier, then more sure. Ellie stopped sucking me to watch, then said. "Fuck him nice and deep, Paul. Oh boys, this is heavenly," and she sucked me into the opening of her throat and half gagged half moaned with pleasure. She pulled off and said," Rob, cum on my face, Paul on my tits, then we sit up for a picture. 

Ellie sucked me hard, Paul fucked me hard, his balls rubbing across Ellie's tits and neck as he pushed into my asshole. She pushed her finger all the way up his ass and told him to cum. I had no warning, and instantly lurched into intense orgasmic pleasure and started spewing cum into Ellie's mouth. After the first two blasts she pulled me out and directed my spasming cum shots all over her face, moaning, "Give it to me, give me sperm." Paul did a caveman yelp and pulled his cock out of my tingling ass, pumping his thick white cum all over Ellie's tits. Her nipples were glowing and her pale breasts glimmering with sperm, as Paul squeezed the last drop out of his twitching cock.

"Picture," she reminded us, and got out from under me, set the camera's timer, then sat back on the couch, instructing Paul and I to stand and present her with our leaking cocks. Ten pictures flashed as Ellie lustfully licked cock, sucked cocks, fondled balls, used cock to feed gooey sperm into her mouth, her expression incredibly sexy, confident and sated.

Then she took us out to dinner. We dressed up, went to a hotel that was very nice, danced to the band in the lounge, had a fine dinner, and laughed and talked and flirted like old-time flames. Paul and I made a bet in the bathroom which hole would be creamed first when we got back to her place. We were surprised when she only let us peck a cheek at the door, and shut us out cold at 1 am. Damn.

The next morning, Monday, was get out of Dodge day for me. I just had to load up my car and take it back to my place in Thousand Oaks. Megan and Patty were still away, so Paul had crashed at Megan's and agreed to go for an early run with me. We'd just returned when the doorbell rang. There was Ellie, in a big floppy hat and a spaghetti strap sun dress that went to her ankles. She had a bag of brownies for both of us, she said. She plopped them on the kitchen counter and walked to the couch in the den, sat down and patted spots on either side of her.

"When the hell did you make brownies?" I asked.

"About 6 this morning. Maggie's supposed to meet me at my place right about now. We're going to church to prepare some meals for a few shut-ins around here," she said. "But I wanted to tell you both how much it has meant to me, these last two days, to be so well loved, so desired, and so well fucked—there's just no way not to say that. I feel so much more alive, and just charged up. You've made me very happy, ecstatic beyond anything I could have ever imagined. What an education you've given me. If you had told me on Friday that I would have anal sex, help two men have it, and have sperm in just about every part of my body several times, I would have fainted away. I've thought about it, and I have decided that the last two days have been the best two of my life."

She stood quickly, a little embarrassed by her admission. She straightened her white and yellow sun dress and took off her hat. "So, we've got to do this right now, because Maggie will probably be coming down the street any minute looking for me. I saw you running by earlier, and I thought you might like the brownies and a quicky. I would."

Ellie smirked at us, and pulled the straps off her shoulder. "Rob, fuck me in the ass. Paul my mouth. Come to Ellie. I Vaselined my asshole so I am ready right now—and I almost came walking over here with my rear wonderfully lubed and squishing. I felt like a slut," she sighed slightly, and added, "I am, I suppose—for you too only."

She pulled her bra down from her tits, pushed Paul to lean back against the couch's arm and pulled out his dick. She flipped her dress up over her back, presenting me with her greased hole. I fingered it a little, and when she starting sucking Paul, I pushed my cock into her hot ass. Ellie bucked and sucked, and rubbed her bare cunt with her hand. Paul and I pinched her nipples and fucked her ass and mouth. She was slobbering and moaning as his cock pushed into her throat. She pulled it out of her mouth and gasped, "We only have a couple of minutes. Fuck me, make me cum when you do."

A minute later, she started it, saying "ohhhh I'm there, there. UUHHGhhhhh." I followed, filling her slippery asshole, Paul unloaded too, gasping and whimpering as he gushed into her mouth.

After a few moments, Ellie stood up, panting. She licked Paul's dick as she rubbed her cum jucies all over her pussy and pubic hair, making a spectacular mess. She squeezed her tits with her cum covered hands, then pulled her bra up and then her sun dress, sheathing those fabulous messy tits. She reached into her purse and pulled out a pair of panties, which she stepped into as I was standing there watching her creamed asshole be covered up. I pushed my dick into her crack, pushing her panties in. They were sticking to the cum coming from her asshole and also mashed up against her wet cunt in the front.

She kissed me quickly on the lips. "Cum breath for you sweetie, and for you sweetie Paul," and she kissed Paul. She put her hat back on, tool a wet cock in each of her hands and squeezed them once. "Bye bye, darlings," and she walked out the door licking cum off her hands, then waving to Maggie, who was indeed coming down the street with her dog, looking for Ellie. Paul and I stood with cocks sticking out of running shorts, and watched out the kitchen window as Ellie leaned down to the shorter Maggie and kissed her on the cheek. They walked away side by side toward Ellie's condo. Maggie's dachsund kept trying to get his nose up under Ellie's sun dress, but she casually brushed him away as they walked and talked, maybe about what casserole they would take to Mrs. Halderman.