0 comments/ 66285 views/ 13 favorites Sweet Hole Alabama By: buttcheeks777 It's another unseasonably hot, humid day here in Alabama. I'm here on business and I've suddenly found myself with a couple of days off to do some sight-seeing. I've had somewhat of a grueling schedule here and I welcomed the opportunity to get out and get away from things for a couple of days to relax by myself. Attending meeting after meeting doesn't always accomplish much I've found over the years. As always, when I travel I'm as horny as hell and this hot, humid weather doesn't help my situation. I love getting sweaty with someone and having sex when it's hot and sticky out and that's all that I have on my mind as I walk around town looking for something to do. I've had great, sweaty sex with both men and women, even at the same time. At this point I could care less what type of hole I slide my cock into or what slides into my hole, I just know that I need to find a tight hole to shove my big cock into or find someone to shove their big cock into my tight hole. Since I'm a Yankee (from up north), I'm wearing short pants which not many other men have on here. It probably makes me look like a bonehead to the locals, but come on, it's 91 degrees today with a dew point in the low-70's. If we get to 85 degrees in August where I'm from it would be rare, and this is only March! It's definitely tropical heat here and I'm already wringing wet. And, just to make myself even more horny, I didn't wear any underwear today. It's hot enough out here today and that would have been too constricting for this damn Yankee. Since I stay in hotels almost half of the year I have access to their fitness rooms and I'm in great shape, if I do say so myself. I'm not hugely pumped-up like a body-builder, but more like a normal guy with definition and a super tight 6'-5" body. I pride myself on my abs, shoulders, and also my tight rear end. Men and women alike often stare at my figure-skater-like butt cheeks. I've had guys almost fighting each other to be able to slide their cocks up my ass and bounce against my butt cheeks. I'm walking around in an historic area just away from the downtown core and I came upon a little reconstructed historic village taking up an entire city block. It looked interesting and even more important, it looked like there were some shady areas in there to be able to get out of the sun. Since it's a weekday in late-spring, this whole complex is literally like a ghost town. I'm not even sure if they're open for the season yet because nobody is parked out in front and it doesn't even look like it's set up yet. But, the tiny, historic-looking doorknob turns and the door opens with a squeak and I walk into the gift shop. It seems like the gift shop is always the first place you enter and the last place you walk through on your way out. That must be a good way to squeeze the most money out of tourists that you can, I guess. There is only one woman working inside the gift shop which is also where you get the tickets for the tour of the historic village out in back. She's super nice, but even in my uber-horny state she isn't someone that I even fantasize about fucking. That's rare for me because, being the typical male (from what I hear), we ALL fantasize about fucking everything and everybody we meet or anything that moves. In my case, it doesn't even have to be moving for me to fantasize about fucking it. I bought a ticket to see the little reconstructed village and the woman asked me to go in back and wait for my tour guide. I had no idea that I'd have to have someone lead me around! Since the tour group consisted of one person, me; I assumed that they'd just have me walk around by myself rather than waste someone's time for a $10 ticket. No such luck. Now I'm regretting my decision to take this tour. I didn't really have any interest in following someone around who was dressed in fake colonial garb talking about this village. I was hoping to be in the hot buildings by myself and maybe finding a secluded area to hump something while I fantasized about having some hot, sweaty body in there with me and then shooting my cum onto the dirt floor. Oh well, I'll take the tour I guess, I already paid for it so I might as well learn something while I'm here. I walked through the door to "Exit the Present and Enter the Past". I wanted to enter something, that's for sure. I was just standing around outside in back, waiting for the tour guide to show up, getting hotter and hotter. Even in the shade it was so hot it was ridiculous and there wasn't even a breeze to help move the air. After about ten minutes of standing there and sweating, a middle-aged woman with a flowing, and surprisingly see-through, colonial-looking white linen dress and one of those stretchy head cover things on walks over and says, "I'm sorry, this is my first tour of the season and I'm a little behind, I'll be with you in a minute." Being the typical horny male, I thought of her saying, ".. a little behind.." and as she turned to go into the main building to get something, I was staring at her not-too-little behind in her see-through dress. She was walking toward the sun and I could see the outline of her hourglass figure and thought, man, it's been a while since I've fucked an ass that big. But, from that point on, that's literally all I could think of; slipping between those sweaty, sweet cheeks and fucking that older woman's asshole. If it would have been a hot guy in loose-fitting colonial pants I probably would have thought the same thing, but it happened to be a woman in her early to mid-50's with a great, full figure and piercing blue eyes. She had smallish tits but I'm not really a tit man anyway; I'm the original ass-man. Something about her in that costume really turned me on. She had beautiful lips and as she spoke, I thought of what it would be like to kiss her on that sexy mouth. She came back in a couple of minutes and introduced herself as "Leslie" and I still couldn't believe that she was going to do the full tour for just one person. I was determined to see if I could get through this tour without forcing myself on her back, pulling that dress up over her head, and fucking that luscious ass until I unloaded my hot cum in her. Man, this wasn't starting off the way I thought it would. My cock was already starting to plump up just thinking of sliding between those big cheeks and sliding in and out of that ass; like fucking between two pillows. We went in the first building and I knew that this was going to be a harder task than I thought to not take her right then and there. As you can imagine, it was even hotter inside the buildings than it was outside in the courtyard so the instant we stepped in that first building we both really started sweating. I could feel sweat drops falling down my back and rolling down into the crack of my ass and I knew the same thing was happening to her. As she talked, I was looking into her eyes and at those luscious lips but my mind was picturing myself following the trail of one of those sweat drops down her sweaty back with my tongue. Chasing it right down to her sweaty butt cheeks and in-between them. I fantasized about putting my head up underneath her big, flowing dress and licking a trail right down the middle of her sexy, sweaty back and continuing down in-between her big, sweaty, luscious, hot cheeks and into her hot, puckered asshole. Flicking my tongue around her tight rosebud, circling her hole with just the tip of my tongue and licking in-between those beautiful, round, smooth pillows. Then I pictured myself putting my head under her dress and starting at the bottom of her cheeks and licking a trail right up through her plump, sweet ass and over her quivering asshole, right up the middle of her sweaty back on her spine, all the way up to the back of her neck, as she stood there facing away from me talking about some historic saw or something in this woodshop. I could picture her head moving down to one side at an angle and could almost hear her moaning as I licked and nibbled on the back of her neck; my cock pressing into her cheeks through her dress, leaving a wet mark on her dress where it was jammed into her sweaty asshole with my cock all full of pre-cum like it is now. I pictured my hands on the sides of her hips, gliding up and down over her curves, as I worked on her neck and dry humped her ass through our clothes until we couldn't take it anymore and I pictured myself just butt-fucking her right then and there. All I could think about at that moment was orchestrating one big movement with my tongue, with my head up underneath her dress. She would be just standing there facing away from me, her knees shaking, her butt cheeks quivering, her voice lightly moaning as my tongue attempted to dry off the sweat drops rolling down her curvaceous back and ass. Her light, flowing dress was starting to cling to the outline of her perfectly-formed, sweaty, bulbous butt cheeks. It was a sight to behold and I was picturing myself "beholding" onto them and ramming in-between them with my tongue and then my cock. She had already started the tour, talking about the history of the city and how the leaders met in this building and how it was a woodshop and yadda, yadda.. I kept nodding my head and looking into her eyes but all I was thinking about was bending her over that historic desk and playing with her asshole with the feather on that historic quill pen she had in her hand and tickling her to orgasm. And, then sliding my hard cock up in-between her plump, sweaty butt cheeks and ramming in and out and in and out and in and out of her tight, sweaty asshole, slapping our two hot, sweaty bodies together until I shot my sperm up in her dirty, middle-aged ass. She then sat on a wooden bench, straddling it with her legs on either side of it, pulling up her dress a bit so her legs could go over the the bench. She was demonstrating how to use a draw-knife or some wood carving tool. I was wishing that my face would have been that bench that she was sitting on. She was straddling that bench with her big, sweaty cheeks on it, holding onto that tool and drawing it towards her, curling little pieces of wood off almost like pubic hairs. They were falling on the floor almost like her own pubic hairs would do as I pictured her shaving herself smooth. I was picturing myself licking and fucking her smoothly-shaved body. I wasn't even remotely interested in her memorized speech about the wood carving, I was concentrating on not going over that roped-off area where she was straddling that bench and getting on that bench behind her and pushing her forward so I could slide my hard cock up that fat, sweaty, beautiful ass. Or, pulling her down on my lap and bouncing her up and down on my cock, spearing her asshole and having her squishing back down into me with her big, soft ass cheeks slapping against me as she landed on my lap over and over again until I shot my cum deep up inside her ass. In my mind, I could almost hear the sweaty, wet, crisp spanking she was receiving from my hand as I pictured her bent over my sweaty lap. I was fantasizing about pulling a shaker chair off of one of the wall pegs and sitting down on it. Then, when she came over to tell me to please put it back up on the wall, I'd pull her down over my lap, pull her white dress up over her head, exposing her sweaty legs, ass, and back, and I'd start slapping her big, sweaty butt cheeks. I could literally almost feel that. My cock was getting bigger by the minute. I could almost feel her writhing and wiggling on my lap with her dress pulled up over her head as I'm working over her nice, big, sweaty cheeks, looking down on her superb middle-aged smooth skin. Rubbing her sweaty legs and back and finally, rubbing her beautiful ass. Rubbing, rubbing, one hand on each cheek wiggling them around in circles, exposing her tight asshole as her big cheeks wiggle and jiggle around in circles, her hidden hole winking at me. Her cheeks would be turning pink from both the temperature and from my spanking them. I could almost feel my middle finger plunging into her tight hole, squeezing between those two plump globes. I just wanted to bury my face in there and lick that thing right now! She had to have a thong on because I couldn't see any underwear or panty lines when the silhouette of her form showed through in the sunlight. She couldn't possibly be naked under that dress; there's no way, this is the South and ladies here are prim and proper. She was really starting to get to me. And, I think my mind was playing tricks on me as well because I started to get the feeling that she was sort of on the same wave length as I was. She definitely looked at me in a different way, almost like she was thinking the same thing about me. Her piercing blue eyes were lingering a little too long on mine, almost twinkling and slightly squinting as she spoke. She would slowly lick her sexy lips. Her hands were running over things in a sensual way, brushing against things almost like she was running the backs of her fingernails over them like they were human. Like she was teasing and tickling the chair or tool or historic book cover with her fingernails as she was talking about it. There's no way though, absolutely no way. My horniness was taking over my rational thought process; or maybe it was just the heat. Either way, there's absolutely no way she was thinking the same thoughts that I was, that just doesn't happen in real life. She finished her speech in the first building and came back around the roped off display area and got a little too close to me as she passed by on her way out the door to the next building. My cock was already starting to get a mind of its own and if she would have bumped into it with her big, jiggling, sweaty ass cheeks, she would have known that it was getting hard. I wanted to throw her on those rough pine floor boards right there and get down on her back and pull that damn dress up over her sweaty back and shove my cock right up in that teasing big ass of hers and fuck the hell out of her! I was starting to have my doubts that I could finish this tour without getting into trouble. Her lips were incredibly sexy and I pictured them wrapped around my sweaty cock every time she spoke. I stared at the back of her shiny, exposed neck and the silhouette of her swaying figure as we walked to the next building. She talked the whole way there but I don't have a clue what she said. Something about a surveying office to mark the territory or something. All I could think about was marking her territory with my cum. Her hips swayed as she walked, almost like she was putting on a show for me. Almost like she was trying to make me even more horny than I already was. Again, it had to be my mind playing tricks on me. This second building was especially painful because it involved steep stairs. There were two levels to this building and I couldn't bear the thought of her incredibly sexy ass in front of me walking up those narrow, steep stairs; her sweaty butt cheeks clinging to her dress, her ass swaying back and forth with each step she took up those stairs. All I'd want to do is to stick my head up under her dress and bury my face in her ass and lick her cheeks and asshole and her sweaty back and neck until she was a quivering, orgasmic mess and then push her down on the stairs and ram my cock up her ass so far that my balls would be pressed up between her slippery cheeks I'd be so deep in her. I knew the second floor portion of this tour was coming soon and I knew that it would be painful. She finished talking about the main level historic office for someone who was famous for something, and then she said, "Now I'll take you up to the next level." The next level!? Again, my mind was playing dirty tricks on me, there was NO way she meant that the way that I heard it. To get up the stairs, she had to pass by me in the narrow hallway of the downstairs level and as she went by me, she brushed up against me as I was standing with my back up against the wall, trying to give her enough room to pass. I could feel her beautiful, gorgeous, edible butt cheeks brush against my cock and I knew that she could feel my hard on. I didn't have a full-on erection but my shorts were definitely showing some rise to them in the front. Was this intentional? Did she mean to purposely brush her big ass against me knowing that it would drive me wild? Did she want to get fucked right here and right now?! I was close to doing just that as she passed in front of me, facing the wall the other way, with her back to me so she could pass by me in this narrow hallway. It was all I could do to not grab onto her arms and pull her back onto me and pull her dress up and start hammering in that teasing ass of hers. She had to know that she was on the verge of getting something rammed up that thing. Her "excuse me.." didn't hold too much water after rubbing against me, but maybe I was reading her all wrong. Maybe she was just there doing her job after all and had no interest in me what so ever. No interest in getting that protruding ass of hers fucked. The stairs would be the test; I hoped I could pass that test. As she started up the steep stairs, being the gentleman that I am (if she could only read my mind!), or, at least that I pretended to be, I let her go up a few steps before following up too closely behind her. That's always an awkward thing when a woman goes up the stairs in front of me, I never know if I should be looking straight ahead or down or where my eyes should be. If I look straight ahead I'll automatically be looking at her (or, his, if it's a guy in front of me) ass the whole time. That would have definitely been the case here with those beautiful, big, jiggling ass cheeks moving around back and forth, swaying as she climbed that narrow, steep stairway up to the second floor. As she got about halfway up the stairs she stopped, but because I wasn't looking ahead of me, I ran right into her ass with my head! My head bounced off of her soft, fleshy globes of perfection and needless to say, we were both sort of in shock! It felt great, I finally knew just how soft they were and I wanted to sink between them even more now. I instinctively looked up and that made it even worse because then my face was buried directly in-between her ass cheeks with only her white, sweat-drenched dress between my face and her naked ass! I didn't know what to do, I just sort of moved my head back and she said, "I'm sorry about that, I had to rest for a minute, I should have warned you that I was stopping." I said, "I'm sorry, I was trying not to look up as you were walking, I didn't think that would be proper of me." She followed with, "I was quite surprised to feel something bump against me like that, I should have told you that I was stopping for a second. Oh boy, it really is getting hot in here, isn't it?" Little did she know how close I was to forcing my way into that asshole right then. She finished the climb up to the second floor and it was even hotter up there. The windows were all closed to keep the rain and flies out and it was stifling. It was hard to even breathe. She started talking about the survey office that was up there in the 1800's and was showing me how to work the tripod and transom pole. The way she handled that transom pole, looking at me as she was moving it around, and then the way she walked over to the tripod and bent over from the waist to look through the scope thing.. wow. She had to know that she was teasing me bending over like that. Her beautiful cheeks were as round as basketballs and were pressed against that white dress. I could picture myself walking over and jamming my tongue up her ass and then fucking her in both holes as she stood right there. This was getting more and more painful, mentally and physically. She was teasing me and I knew it. I wondered if I should teach her a lesson or just let it go. She deserved a good spanking and I could picture my hand smacking against that ass as she bent over to look in that survey scope. Sweet Hole Alabama All the way back down the stairs I was staring at the back of her dripping wet neck. I wanted to pounce on her back and wrap my legs around her and lick her neck and back and then lick down to her ass and legs, licking her entire body until she was bucking from multiple-orgasm and then fuck into her like she's never been fucked into before. Cumming in every one of her holes and down her throat through those beautiful lips. Her beautiful blue eyes would be rolling back in her head as I fucked into her, pinching and sucking on her small tits and hard little nipples as I fucked into her pussy. I could picture it all. Laying her back on the edge of that survey desk upstairs and pulling her dress up over her head and guiding my fat, rock-hard cock up inside of her to the hilt and then fucking into that sweet, shaved hole as hard and fast as I could, almost punishing her for teasing me so much. Gently slapping her sweaty little titties back and forth; not hard, but enough to get them to move and get her to moan. Rolling her hard, little nipples around in my finger tips, pinching them, sucking on them, nibbling on them, rubbing my teeth over them, making them hard little nubs. It didn't happen though, unfortunately. We finally got outside and started walking over to the next building. The temperature change from inside of that stiflingly hot building compared to outside was amazing. She turned around halfway to the next building and I could see that her hot little nipples were hard, probably from the temperature change. Or, I think that's why they were hard. I knew that everything that was happening was just in my mind. There's no way that she was thinking the same dirty thoughts about me as I was thinking about her; was she? She described the next building as a "two-holer", which at the moment meant something completely different to me than what she was talking about. If she knew that I was thinking about fucking her two hot, tight holes she probably wouldn't have gone into that small, dark, cramped, hot space with me. She went into the wooden outhouse first and I followed her around the corner where there were two "holes", or places to sit and do your business back in Colonial days. She was explaining about no indoor plumbing, yadda, yadda, and some other historic stuff, and then she sat on one of the holes! Did she not know that I had a clue what an outhouse was? I'm from farm country, everyone had one of those a few decades ago and a lot of farms still had them. She was sitting there explaining about digging the hole and sometimes having to move the outhouse when the hole filled up. As she was talking, all I could think about was her hole spread open when her fat butt cheeks were sitting on that wooden toilet hole and how I wanted to dig into her dirty hole and fill her hole up with cum. I really started thinking dirty thoughts, like fucking her ass as she's sitting on that opening, shitting or pissing down in that hole. It was almost too much to take; her sitting there on that hole in that dark room, just the two of us, we're both sweaty and horny (I think?). I wanted to fuck into her shitty ass right there, to force her to shit and then fuck into her at the same time. Almost to punish her, again, for teasing me so much that morning. As she sat there, looking up at me with those big, beautiful blue eyes, her face was at the same level as my cock and I pictured myself sliding it between her lips and having her suck on it until I came in her mouth and then French-kissing her with my hot cum in her beautiful mouth; transferring it back and forth between our mouths before she finally swallows it. I could picture grabbing onto the sides of her beautiful head in that crazy stretchy hat thing and slowly guiding my cock in-between her lips and pumping it into her mouth and down her throat until I unloaded a huge load of cum in her mouth. I could almost literally picture that and it was all I could do to not ravage her right there in that outhouse. Nobody would have heard us back there in that small, dark space all by ourselves. Once again, she had that look on her face like she was thinking the same thing, but was I misreading her? If I started acting on it, what if she started yelling? That's all I'd need is to get in trouble and go to jail for attempted rape! Although, I was close to throwing everything away and going for it right at that moment. But, she broke the silence by saying, "well, let's go and look at where they kept the horses." My cock was definitely noticeable in my shorts, pressing against the front of them and her face was three feet from me sitting on that wooden toilet seat. I went out first because there's no way she could have gotten around me down that two-foot wide outhouse "hallway". And, there's no way I could have not forced myself on her if she were to try to squeeze by me in that tight of a space, her ass rubbing against and into my hard cock in my shorts, squeezing by, wiggling past me with her sweaty back to me, her hands up on the wall ahead of her pushing off of it. I barely made it out of there with my sanity and once I got out, I wondered if she was looking at MY ass and sweaty neck and seeing the outline of my torso under my white, soaked t-shirt? Could she possibly be as horny as I am right now? She would be what I'd describe as a "cougar", someone much older than me but still hot and horny as hell and looking for a young guy to fuck her. I started to get second thoughts on being such a gentleman. On the way over to the stable, the tiny sidewalk was littered with weird little picker ball things that had fallen off of the trees. They were like soft little golf-ball-sized things with soft little pokers on them almost like velcro. I pictured forcing her over my lap, pulling her now dusty, white dress over her sweaty back and over her head, and spreading her naughty, sweaty, dirty butt cheeks apart and gently rubbing a few of those little balls in her sweaty crack and up against her naughty, teasing asshole. Maybe putting a half dozen of those soft little poker ball things in-between her cheeks and then pushing them back together. One of them would be pressing against her tender puckered asshole and I'd start spanking her ass, holding her cheeks together as hard as I could so the spiny balls would be driving her crazy as she squirmed around on my lap! I longed to use and abuse this lady's ass, to treat it like a play thing. To probe it with my tongue, with my fingers, with little spiny balls that fell off of trees, with anything and everything I could get my hands on. I wanted to use her ass like it was my personal servant ass to do with how I pleased. I wanted to punish her for turning me on so much, for being such a hot, sexy middle-aged woman who was all sweaty and had an incredibly sexy big ass and piercing blue eyes and small tits and nipples. For being such a sexy older woman who was surely all sweaty on every square inch of her hot body. The stable had something to do with some historic figure or another. Something in there really peaked my interest, though: there was a vertical ladder built into one of the walls that went up into a small hay loft above the ground floor. You guessed it, we were going up there. As she was explaining how the horses would stay on the ground floor and the riders would often stay overnight above them in the hay loft, sleeping on the hay, she was looking at me even more hungrily than I thought she had been a little while ago. I could only imagine how hot and dirty it was up there. We were about to find out. She turned around to face the ladder and in doing so, she purposely backed into me, squishing her big ass against my cock which was hard to hide. I was almost sure that my cock head had peeked out under my short pants a couple of times eariler in the tour. Did she see that? Was she giving me a sign? Did she want to get fucked as much as I wanted to fuck her? She excused herself and put her hands up on that vertical ladder, stretching out her body. She lingered there almost a little too long, like she was picturing herself being tied up there with her hands stretched up on that ladder and me ramming into her fat ass right there. I pictured that same exact thing. She started climbing up the ladder and when she got a few feet up I started climbing behind her. This time though, I couldn't help but look straight up and sure enough, she had thong underwear on!!! I could see right up her dirty dress onto her sweaty, dirty legs and ass! Her dress was like a tent, totally open and this time I was climbing right up inside of it whether she wanted it or not. She stopped halfway up the ladder but I kept going. I thought, I'd use the same excuse that I wasn't watching where I was going, but I knew exactly where I was going, I was going to lick that ass if it was the last thing I'd ever do! When she stopped, my hands started wrapping in her flowing dress on the sides of the ladder, lifting up her dress, and my face planted right in her ass, right between her sweaty cheeks! It was a great feeling. She gasped, but she didn't move, she stayed right there holding onto the wooden ladder above her as I kept pressing up against her tight little hole. My tongue started darting around her butt cheeks, licking up and down her sweaty ass and licking the backs of her sweaty legs. I reached up with one hand and pushed the thong to one side and just plunged my tongue up her asshole! It was about time! All the teasing, all the playing, all the everything else pointed right to this moment on this ladder with my tongue in her ass! She was pushing her big ass back into my face, moving it from side to side, wiggling it back and forth as I worked her holes with my tongue, licking and probing and lapping like a dog. I pressed into her pussy with a finger and she was sopping wet, that's when I knew that she wanted this all the time. She had wanted me as much as I wanted her, right from the beginning. She wasn't even scheduled to do the tours today but when she saw me walk in by myself she traded places with another worker, who happened to be a guy. That would have worked for me too at this point, but for now, it's her ass that I'm going to be fucking in a few minutes and I was almost bursting with anticipation. My left hand was holding onto this wooden ladder that was built in to the side of the stable and my other hand was squeezing and playing with her nice, big ass cheeks. My fingers were in and out of her slippery holes, probing and fingering and fucking in and out and she was as wet as anyone that I've ever experienced. I was finally able to see how soft and perfect her ass cheeks really were. She was moaning and moving around as I worked on her asshole and then she stopped and put her hand on my head and said, "let's get upstairs, I can't take much more." She started back up the ladder and I kept my face buried in her ass as much as I could as she climbed. The whole time she climbed my head was up under her dress, almost like I was trying to climb in there with her and poke my arms out of the arm holes and put my head out of the heck hole and fuck her right in that sexy, dirty dress. I had been wanting to do this for almost an hour now and I wasn't going to stop for any reason. When she got to the top of the hay loft she put out her hand and I held it and climbed up to the hay loft with her. We stood facing each other and started kissing like we were long-lost lovers. Our tongues were flickering around each other's mouths and our hands were all over each other's sweaty bodies. Mine were underneath her dress which was pulled up to her waist and I was gripping her around the waist, pulling her into me, crushing her on my cock which was now springing free with the help of her hands unfastening my short pants. My wet, pre-cum-coated cock was pressed into her stomach and I felt a couple of rolls of fat and I was fucking into them like they were a hole. It was really a turn on to be this close to fucking this women who was almost twice my age and was hot as hell and all sweaty and dirty and horny. I put my head under her dress and started to lick and suck on her sweaty tits, licking the hard little nipples and sucking her entire tit into my mouth and then letting it slide out again. I did that over and over again, my hands on the sides of her big sweaty hips, rubbing up and down on the sides of her slippery, curvy body. I knew that I had to fuck this woman so I pulled her dress up over her head and just slid into her juicy, wet cunt right then and there as we were standing! I've been waiting for this all morning! All week, all month, all year! I was finally using this horny teaser like she wanted to be used, like a sex toy being used by a stranger while she was dressed in a costume and there was no going back now. She was at least a foot shorter than I was so I was almost lifting her off of the ground every time I rammed up into her slick hole. She was bucking up against me as I hit bottom over and over again. She was so wet that I was just pistoning in and out of her slick opening like I was fucking an oil well. I didn't want to cum yet so I turned her around and bent her over a bale of hay and moved her dress up over her head again and slid right up her asshole. My cock was so wet and lubricated from her juicy pussy that I slid right into that beautiful, tight, little hole. The feeling is hard to describe. It was the best feeling in the world. Bouncing off of this woman's 50-year old soft, big cheeks as my cock plunged in and out of her tight asshole and she was moaning and moving her ass around. I could hardly stay on her back as our two sweaty bodies were so slippery, the only thing holding us together was my big cock buried up her little asshole. It was the best-looking thing I had ever seen, the sight of my cock driving into her ass and then pulling out again, and then RAMMING back up her ass again, over and over. Her little pink asshole gaping open when I pulled my cock out of it, and then slowly closing again just before I rammed into it again. Winking at me like it was saying, "come on, what are you waiting for?" I was holding onto her big globes and spreading them apart as far as I could. It was almost like I was trying to split her in two, like I was punishing her. There was sweat and hay and straw and dirt and dust all over us and our sweaty, sticky bodies were all dirty and nasty. We were just like two wild animals in heat, literally, in the heat of the day, fucking ourselves silly up there in that 100 degree hay loft. I came in her sweet, tight, 50+ year old ass twice that day, once in that hay loft and once in the printer's office. We somehow continued the "fuck tour" after the stable and hay loft and pretty soon we were in the print shop. She tried to continue as much as she could with her prepared speech on the history of the place, but we both knew that we were there to just plain fuck. I didn't waste any time. As she was saying something about how they rolled ink on typeface blocks and pressed them onto paper, I took her by the shoulders, turned her around, and bent her over the back of a stuffed chair in that historic office. I went over to the typeface board and found the letters I was after and then I rolled some ink on the two blocks of print and pressed, "FUCK ME" onto her ass, one word on each cheek! I watched those two jiggling words as I plowed into those mounds of beautiful white flesh and rammed in and out of her tight, dirty old, asshole. It was the best fuck of my life! I had a backwards "FUCK ME" on my stomach from ramming into her so hard that some of the ink transferred to me as my cock was bottoming out in her ass. It was also on my hands from spanking those huge ass cheeks so hard. I can't believe that nobody heard us back there as we fucked and sucked and licked and spanked each other. Yes, she spanked me and licked my ass, too. She had been looking at my ass the whole time as well and her tongue probed me just like I had done to her. She was the best, and oldest, dirty girl that I've ever known! Her ass and pussy and mouth had so much cum in them before the "tour" was over that I was amazed that she didn't leave a slimy trail behind her like a snail when she walked back to the office. I could have just kissed her all day, she was that sexy. Those lips, that body, those eyes; amazing. But, like a typical male, I was looking at her well-fucked, dirty, cum-filled, wiggling ass all the way back to the office; thinking that I should have fucked her again in the rest of the buildings. I took that same tour over again the next day, and the next day, and the next day as well, and I did fuck her in every building there, sometimes more than once in a building. I hated to ever leave that town and that sexy, big-assed woman. She was the best fuck that I've ever had and she was the sexiest woman that I've ever seen. I still can't believe that it took me so long to read her signals. By the end of the week I knew every inch of those hot, dirty buildings and my tongue and cock knew every inch of her hot, dirty body. I'd be back, there was no question about that. She was about twice my age but I think I may have fallen for this sexy woman. This damn Yankee would be thinking about her until I could return to "Exit the Present and Enter the Past" again. I could hardly wait.