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The Old Man Next Door

By: kala25



I was young when we moved to New Jersey. I had a neighbor. An older gentlemen. I met him in our back yard. He was very friendly and we became good friends. 

English is my second language. He use to help me pronounce difficult words. He was a retired elementary school teacher. I got into the habit of bringing my home work to his house. He would help me study. His wife had died and he lived alone.

As I grew older, we remain friends. He never tried anything sexual with me. I would spend hours at his house while my parents fought over the bills, or argued about my fathers cheating and drinking. 

We freely talked about every subject under the sun. Despite the fact he was as old as my Grandparents, we were truly good friends.

Okay, I think you have the picture. Now I'll get to the root of this story. What I am about to tell you happened soon after my eighteenth birthday. 

Everyone told me that he was a dirty old man. They warned me about always being alone with him. Even my parents were weary of him. 

But I knew the truth about him. I knew that he loved me visiting him. I knew that he sometimes got stiff erection when we were together. He tried his best to hide his hard cock. He never exposed himself to me. But the imprint of his hard cock was sometimes noticeable through his pants.

I was a healthy eighteen year old girl and I think I scared him. Why? Because he could not hide his sexual desire for me. I knew this and I was delighted that I had this effect on him. Seeing him trying to hide his obvious erections, somehow made me feel appreciated. It was exciting.

Then one hot spring day, I went to his house after school. I had locked myself out of the house. My clothes were soaked with sweat. I had on a short blue cotton skirt with matching cotton blue panties. I had taken my bra off before leaving school because it was uncomfortable. My nipples were poking through my sweat soaked, white cotton blouse.

My panties were wet with desire. I had always came home from school and masturbated in my room before my parents got home. For some reason, I am very aroused after school. That day, I really need to masturbate. I knew my panties were very wet from the hot oil that flowed-out from deep within my vagina. I couldn't wait to get into my room and fuck-myself. But...I was locked out of my house. Damn!

So, I knock on my friends door. He let me in. My friend could not take his eyes off of my breast. Embarrassingly, I was afraid that he might be able to smell the musky scent of my wet pussy. 

I wouldn't sit next to him on the couch. I had showered just before leaving school because gym was my last class. So I was clean...but sweaty. He was wearing a pair of shorts. I saw that he had a powerful erection. Keep in mind, this man was in his sixties. He had admitted to me that he hasn't had sex since his wife died fifteen years prior.

Sudden, he stood up and ordered me to leave his house. I was shocked! When I asked him why I had to leave, He said, "Kala! I am a dirty old man. I can't be around you right now."

I stood up. I was angry! I yelled, "you are NOT a dirty old man. You are a human being. You are a man who is still living."

He sat down and said, "I want you so bad Kala. But I know that I am old and you are so young and beautiful. No girl your age would want an old man like me."

His words brought tears to my eyes. This proud, wonderful man, who had been my friend ever since I moved from the reservation, thought that he was old and ugly. He thought that I disapproved of his sexual desires for me because of his age.

But he was so wrong. I always looked at him as a proud man. I always respected him as a man. I never once thought of him as old. He was a man! And at that moment, he need a woman. He needed me.

I walk over to him. I pushed him back on the couch and laid my body on top of his. He immediately tried to push me off of him. I said, in a very low voice, "don't reject me. Let me give myself to you."

I kissed him. It was a long passionate kiss. He returned my kiss. Our tongue dances together as we kissed. Then I looked at him and said, "I want you to enjoy the gift of my sexuality. Take from me what you need."

I stood up and slowly began to undress. I took off my blouse. His eyes caressed my small breast. My nipple were at attention as his eyes dranked them in. I stood before him and let him enjoy the sight of my teenage body.

Then I slipped my skirt off. His eyes went directly to my panties. He looked at the wet crotch of my panties. I was so wet that I felt a drop of wetness, rolling down the inside of my thigh. I had completely soaked through my saturated panties.

I walked right up to him. I allowed him to watch my wetness rolling down my thighs. I allowed his eyes to roam all over my nakedness. Then, I took off my panties. I handed my sopping wet panties to him and said, "keeps these. They're yours now."

He groaned in response to my offering. He held my wet panties up to his nose as his eyes fell to my pussy. I knew he saw that my labia lips were swollen with desire. I knew that he could see that my clitoris was erect and that it was sticking out from under it's tiny hood. 

I knew that my pussy lips had parted my thick pubic hair with their swollen arousal. He saw my wet arousal form a drop on the end of my labia lip. He moan at the sight of such open arousal.

I want to give myself to this wonderful man. He had been my friend for so long. He had never seen me naked before. He has never tried to seduce me. He had always respected me. And now, I was giving myself to him.

I took his hand and lead him to his bedroom. I sat on his bed and ordered him to undress. He did. His eyes never left my naked body as he undress. I was sweating. It was hot. I felt a rivulet of sweat running down from under my arms. My back was covered in sweat. 

When he took off his pants, he cock stood straight up. He was as hard as a light pole. I said, "walk towards me." he obey.

When he came to me, I held his cock in my hand. I knelt before him. I began to suck his hard cock. I swirled my tongue my around the head of his dick. Then, I took him in my mouth. I sucked him slow and easy. I slid my hand slowly up and down his cock as I sucked him into my mouth.

It had been more than fifteen years since he had been with a women. That was how long ago his wife had died. And now... 

I felt that he was about to ejaculate. I didn't want him to reach orgasm until after we had intercourse. So I backed-off just before he came.

I laid back on his bed and opened my legs. He sat between my open legs. I said to him, "I want to masturbate myself to orgasm. Then I want you to lick my pussy."

I was on the verge of orgasm and I needed to cum. I began to masturbate with my magical fingers. I allowed him to watch me as I plunged my fingers deep into my vagina. I dragged my wetness up to my enraged clitoris and I rubbed my clitoris fast. I knew that I would achieve orgasm quickly. 

I moaned as I used my fingers on myself. Then, as he sat mere inches from me, I brought myself to orgasm.

I laid there trying to caught my breath. My orgasm was very intense. He started to lick my clitoris, but I ordered him to wait. He obey me immediately. Then, when I was ready, I gave myself to him.

He first suck my nipples. His tongue was very gentle. He didn't rush. He wasn't in a hurry. He sucked each nipple slowly and delicately. Then his tongue eased it's way down to my pubic hairs. He rubbed his nose in my pussy hair. He inhaled the earthy scent of my sexual arousal. Then, he gently sucked my clitoris into his mouth. He let his tongue dance with my clitoris.

He was very slow and gentle. He was soft and gentle.

He slid his fingers deep into my vagina as he gently swirled my clitoris around with his tongue. It felt so wonderful! I was moaning and groaning as he pleasured me with his tongue and fingers.

Soon, I was on the verge of orgasm. I could tell that he knew that. Twice he backed-off before I came. Then, when I was about to go insane from the erotic pleasure he was giving me, he brought me to orgasm with his tongue. I came HARD!!! I gushed my cum as my orgasm exploded within me.

It was time for him to have the very essence of my womanhood. I knew that he desperately needed to cum. He started to get on top of me but I said, "No!" 

He looked alarmed but he moved away from me. I told him to lay on his back. He complied. He cock was semi-erect. I sucked him until he had a solid erection. Then I straddled him. I slowly slid his hard cock into my vagina. With me on top of him, I began to make love to this wonderful man.

I was very wet. My vagina was slick with my wetness. Intercourse with me is very sloppy because I get so wet. My vagina literally turns into "Niagara Falls" when I am very aroused. But he loved my abundant wetness.

I started slow. My vagina is very tight. Even with my abundant wetness, it's difficult to penetrate my tight vagina. I have to be allowed time for it to stretch. That is why I prefer to be on top. I can control the act of intercourse better.

Slow my vagina stretch enough for his erection to fully penetrate me. I sat down on him. His hard cock was deep into my vagina. I knew the bed under him was drenched with my wetness. I was afraid that I'd hear the usual complaints about wet sheets and stuff. I braced myself for the complaint about my wetness...but it never came. Instead, he complimented me on my wetness. He loved it!

My heart filled with joy as we made love together. I relaxed as I became use to his large erection. Up and down I went . I was going faster and faster. He gently pinched my nipples as I loved him. His erection was powerful. It was solid as I slid my sopping wet vagina up and down on it.

I knew I was about to achieve orgasm. I wanted to wait until him came to. I wanted us to come together. But suddenly, I burst into orgasm. I could feel myself gushing my wetness all over him. I knew he could feel my vagina's orgasmically contracting around his hard dick.

I had to stop. My orgasm had taken my breath away. Sweat dripped from my forehead onto him. I was sweating so much that I looked like I just stepped out of the shower. The natural scent of my sweat and womanhood was unmistakable. 

He reach up and wiped the sweat from my face. I smiled down at him. I was loving this! I was having sexual intercourse with a man whom I had known for what seemed like years. A man who I knew respect me. A man that, without a doubt, appreciated the sexual gift I was giving him.

After I caught my breath, I began to fucking him. I had taken this to the next level. I was no longing make love to this wonderful man...I was fucking him as hard as I could.

I began pounding myself against him as hard as I could. He had his hands on my buttocks, guiding me up and down. I knew he was getting close to orgasm. I knew that he would cum if I keep this up.

Then, like a professional wrestler, he rolled me over onto my back and began pounding himself against me. He was on the home stretch. Then, unable to stop myself, I burst into another orgasm! I came fast and hard. Just as I reached the peak of my orgasm, he groaned. He knew that I had achieved another orgasm.

Then, as my orgasm began to subside, he plunged his dick deep inside my vagina...and he came! I felt his cock pulsating as he ejaculated deep inside my pussy.

We laid there for awhile just trying to breath. He was wet from me. My sweat. My vaginal wetness. His own cum. His bed was soaked from our love making. Then, he got up and left the room. When he came back, he had two cans of Mountain Dew. My favorite soft drink. 

I shared myself sexually with him a lot over the next six months. We did everything two lovers can do together in bed. We pleasured ourselves every chance we had. He taught a lot about loving a man. He even got himself a prescription of "Viagra" to help him enjoy my secret pleasures. I later found out that he was sixty-six years old.

We started our sexual affair early in May of that year. He died just before Christmas of the same year. I cried so hard when I found out about his death that my mother gave me some Southern Comfort to drink. He died of a heart attack. And no, it was not caused by me. Although, that thought had crossed my mind.

I will never forget him. I will always love him. I will always remember the intimate hours we spent together in his bed, loving each other. I know, deep in my heart that, before he died, I made many of his secret sexual desires come true. I believe he died a much happier man because of the intimate love we secretly shared in his bed. 

The Old Man Next Door!



My friends call me Kandy; I am fifty-three and a sexy BBW who lives in a small apartment on the outskirts of a major metropolis. I have a deck out back and my place is secluded away from the main road. Everyone is usually gone to work during the day so I can do just about anything I want on the deck. This means if I chose too, can wear little or nothing at all, which I often do, because I am a bit of an exhibitionist. 

Next-door lives and older man about 70, I will call him James. He is always sitting outside in the early morning hours drinking coffee and reading the daily newspaper. His patio is about 10 feet from my deck and we often talk across the yard as we eye each other seductively. 

You see that for an older man about 70, he still looked hot and sexy. His jet-black hair is just graying at the temples and he does not look a day over fifty. His tall body has some extra padding but to me it's all in the right places and makes him that more attractive.

Some mornings I sit off to the side of the window and murmur to myself as I masturbate saying, "Oh honey, if I could only see your body naked, I know we would have some fucking!"

Today I decide to be bold and beautiful and tempt him to see just what happens. I don my big t-shirt that hugs all the right places and barely covers my ass and go commando. I tweak my nipple and make sure these 42D's have rock hard bullets sticking out, a sure way they will be noticed. 

I walked onto the deck with a rag in hand and some wood polishing wax in the other. I look around, pretend no one is watching, and proceed to give the deck a spotless polish. 

I gaze over to make sure James is sitting on his patio and proceed with my seductive scenario. I turn around and bend to reach the furthest corner and (oops) let my shirt slide up to my hips. My hairless pussy gives the neighbor a friendly wink! Oh baby, that ought to make something stand up and take notice.

I turn around as if to straighten my shirt and run my hands across my breasts and tweak each nipple again. Still acting as if no one is around, I ran my fingers between my legs then brought them to my mouth and licked the wetness from them. 

I uttered under my breath, "Ooooh honey-bunch this is making me horny as hell." 

I look out of the corner of my eye and saw him sit his coffee mug down and lay the paper on the table. He is eyeing me with allot of concentration. His left hand is rubbing a bulge in his shorts and he leans so far forward he almost fell out of the chair. 

I giggled and said to myself, "Oooooh yeah, I would say, I have this one on the hook, time to reel him in!"

I disappeared for a moment but only to turn on the radio, which I have the station tuned in of soft rock; you know the kind you like to fuck too.

When I came back outside the wind caught my shirt exposing the complete frontal view of my pussy. I looked up and saw James. 

I stopped dead in my tracks and gulped then and wanting it to look authentic, blushed clear to my toes. Then I muttered, "Oh my goodness, hello! How long have you been sitting there?"

He replied, "Oh long enough to see that your one hot full figured gal. Who, if you do not mind me saying needs a good fucking!" 

I looked right at him winked and said, "Well to be honest with you, it has been awhile since anyone has made my day in bed or out!"

He smirked and said, "You have got to be kidding? Honey, you are a beautiful woman! Hey, I have an idea, why don't I come over for coffee. That's if you want some company. I can think of better things to do the polish that deck of yours."

I chuckled and said, "Sure come on over I just brewed some fresh coffee." 

Then under my breath said, "I would love to polish that cock of your in this hot cunt of mine!"

I leave the t-shirt on and make my way toward the front door just as the doorbell rings. I open it and there stands James, looking like a cat just about to pounce on the canary! I tell him to come on in and make himself comfortable and I will get us some coffee. 

Before I can take a step, he closed the door pulled me close planting a kiss on my lips guaranteed to make my toes curl! 

Then he said, "Why don't we skip the coffee and get down to some serious sexy fun!

I returned his kiss with enough passion to light his fire for weeks, adding, "I thought you would never ask!" 

He led me over to the big couch and with one hand removed, my t-shirt then told me to sit down and spread my legs wide. He licked his lips eyed my pussy and said, "Daddy needs some nourishment!"

I sat down biting my lip and drooled watching this sexy older person strip. This man looked younger then he really is, but who cares, age only matters when it comes to wine and cheese! In addition, this one had all the curves in all the right places. When he removed his boxers, I almost passed out. There in front of me was a fat long cock about eight inches long!

He lowered himself between my legs, licked me from my clit to my ass, and then zeroed in on my swollen clit. He looked up long enough to say, "Do you like what I am doing doll?"

All I could do was mutter, "Uh-huh," it had been that long since a man ate me like this. I pulled his head back toward my wanting pussy then reached down and began playing with my hardening nipples. I love to play, lick and even suck my own nipples, especially when I have someone to watch me.

James resumed eating then looked up and stopped and shouted, "Oooooh fuck, I love a woman who can suck there own tits, it's such a turn on for me. Baby, please keep it up, I am going back to your delicious honey-pot!"

The more he licked the hotter I became, when I took my nipple into my mouth and bit it, I quivered with my first organism. Flooding his face with so much nectar, it dripped off his chin. Slurping like a hungry puppy lapping at a bowl of milk until he cleaned up ever drop.

He then stood and positioned his cock inches from my lips and asked, "Will you suck daddy's cock baby! It's been so long I almost forgot what it feels like!"

I wrapped my lips around his cock and took all of him into my mouth with one gulp. I then began to tantalize the head of his cock with my tongue as my lips massaged the shaft. I thought the poor man would pass out he begin trembling so bad. I stopped long enough to tell him to sit down and let me kneel and suck him.

I resumed sucking his cock and just teased the head a bit by nibbling it and running my tongue on the underside. I tasted the precum and knew he was primed to blow. I looked up and he was grinning like the cat that ate the canary, so I knew he was enjoying the cock sucking! 

I reached down and squeezed his balls gently knowing his swollen balls were full. I wondered if he would flood my mouth with so much it would dribble from my lips onto my breast. Oh, well if it does, I can lick them clean, and turn him on again.

I was just about to increase my sucking and make him cum when he said, "Wait, let's 69 sugar I want to taste your hot cunt again as you make me cum!"

I turned and the minute his tongue touched my pussy I purred like a tigress in heat. I think I should have warned him though as often I get so wet, that I often lay on a towel to protect the bedding. When he shoved his finger deep inside and found my g-spot, I flooded his whole face with juices. However, he just took a deep breath and kept licking me from clit to ass. I sucked his cock deeper but stopped for a brief moment to suck on his balls.

He stopped eating me long enough to yelled, "Oh baby you feel so fucking good on this ole cock, keep sucking me, I am about to cum!"

He returned to my pussy and began teasing my clit with his tongue as his fingers worked there magic deep inside me. I went all the way down on his hot tool and felt him go rigid. He flooded my mouth with his cum just as I began shaking with an earth shattering cum and we almost feel off the couch!

I continued sucking him, not wanting to miss a drop of his sweet honey as he did the same to me. When done we repositioned ourselves and kissed deep and passionately. 

I took his face in my hands and kissed his lips then looked into his deep hazel eyes and said, "No man has ever done what you just did to me before! Honey, I think I will seduce you more often! That is if you do not mind me doing so?"

He held me close returned the kiss and said, "Hummmm How about seducing me this coming Saturday, 8pm. my place. We shall have dinner by candlelight. I'll have the wine ready and you my dear can bring your hot body. Honeys this time wear something besides a t-shirt. I do enjoy undressing woman with my eyes, then my fingers, kissing each part of there body as I remove a piece of clothing.

I replied, "Sounds like a seductive plan to me, but since I have no plans, you have a date! I promise you this, I will be dressed to make your day and you may have to spend an hour covering my body with kisses!"

He just winked and said, "Doll, I may be almost 70, but this finger work quicker then the eyes! Let's just say, I bet you I will have you undress in about ten minutes or less."

I winked and said, "Oh you sure of that are you? I bet you ten bucks you will take longer!"

He kissed me hard the uttered, "That's a bet, I know you will loose doll!"