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An Opportunity Not To Be Missed

By: bambigirl44



George was the sort of man who never seemed to have much luck in life. Now in his sixties, he just lived from day to day with no real sense of purpose, keeping himself to himself for most of his time.

His wife had passed away over 20 years earlier having been a very unwell and sickly woman for much of her life. George felt cheated somewhat by her constant illness as they never really enjoyed life together and, as for sex, well there never was any.

The many years that have passed since, the old man has spent completely alone. With no real family or friends to speak of he seemed to take very little care of himself. His clothes were dirty and just hung from his skinny frame, he only took a bath or had a shave when he felt like it, which wasn't too often. His hair was lank and greasy and combing it across the bald patch on top of his head did nothing to help improve his appearance.

He spent much of his time just wandering around the town. His lack of personal hygiene, and his scruffy appearance, meant that people would keep at a certain distance as they walked around him.

He, on the other hand, would make a point of indulging his one and only real interest in life. 

You see the endless years of being alone meant that George was extremely sexually frustrated, unable to look at an attractive woman without lustful thoughts going through his mind, wanting to touch her. He knew he hadn't a chance in hell of ever getting a woman but he was free to look and fantasise all he wanted. Often he wouldn't even notice the looks of disgust coming his way as he would ogle a pair of tits or a sexy ass walking along the street. "Dirty old man" some would say, while others would try to ignore him as if he didn't even exist.

His constant state of arousal meant that poor old George was needing to masturbate himself several times a day, often thumbing through his mountain of porno magazines that he had collected over the years. He had developed a good imagination looking at the girls in his magazines and could almost believe he was really fucking them as he would blow his load all across the pages. Afterwards he would sometimes talk to them as he mopped his spunk up with a tissue as if they were real. It looked sad but George didn't care, as his female company over the last 20 years added up to zero he was getting something he needed. 

Early one evening at home, he had just had his dinner and was settling down to watch some tv, when there came a sudden knock at the door, causing the old guy to nearly have a heart attack.

"Who the hells that?" he thought as he got to his feet and went to the door, he never had visitors....

He opened it, and was about to tell whoever it was to get lost when his bottom jaw almost hit the floor at what he saw....

A young lady stood there, her face a picture of beauty with lovely brown eyes and her blonde hair pulled back into a pony tail. She introduced herself as Mandy and explained that she was in her final year at St Agathas college for girls, and as part of their exam coursework they were to assist the local church with their charity work in helping the elderly of the town.

George new St Agathas was a private all girls school run by the church. Many of them were from wealthy families who wanted their daughters to be brought up in the ways of the church and with no influence from boys.

She went on to say how they had all been given the name and address of someone to help with any odd jobs they had and that she had been given his. He stood there in a state of shock for a moment, then said.

"This some kind of joke is it?."

"No no," she replied "it's true."

Looking at her dressed in her college uniform he said. "Your too old to be at college still surely." He was still a little suspicious as his eyes began to wander down her body.

"No, I'm 19 sir, I am as I said in my final year."

He began taking in the vision before him, and things just got better and better. She stood about 5ft 3inches in her charcoal grey uniform. She had on a blazer which could obviously not be buttoned up as it hung open either side of the most magnificent pair of breasts.

"God what gorgeous huge tits," he thought to himself, noticing the strain on the buttons of her crisp white blouse as they struggled to keep them contained.

His eyes went lower to see the length of her skirt. It was nice and short, just enough to cover her ass. Her tanned firm thighs were exposed briefly before vanishing into white knitted stockings that came to just above the knee.

"Well?" she said, trying to get him to focus his attention back on her face, "have you any jobs that you need help with?"

"Fuck, I know something you can help me with" he thought to himself. "Erm yes," he said, still in a state of mild shock, "yes yes sorry, do come in, come in."

As she breezed past him he caught the scent of her perfume as it filled the air all around him, he directed her through to the back room mesmerized by the swaying of her pony tail as he followed her through.

Still unable to believe his luck that this lovely young thing was standing there in his house he quickly thought of something for her to do.

"Erm..... the washing up," he said pointing at the dirty plates, "its my back you see, I find it very painful to lean over the sink..... would you mind?" he said, playing the poor old soldier.

"No, not at all, thats why I'm here," she replied as she started to fill the sink with water.

George was getting very excited and could feel his old cock harden at the sight before him.

"Let me take your blazer.... you dont want it getting wet do you," he said stepping up behind, her, his whole body seemed to tremble at the thought of being so close to this beauty.

"Oh thanks," she said as she slipped it from her shoulders for him to take. As he took it he couldn't help but look over her shoulder and down at her tits so big and firm, wondering how it would feel to give such beautiful things a squeeze.

"God, this is fantastic," he thought.

As he stepped back with the blazer in his hands he got his first look at her ass. Her skirt fitted her perfectly as it flowed outwards from her narrow waist hugging her hips and ass tightly before it cascaded over her her firm rounded cheeks like a waterfall. It was so short that he felt sure that the slightest breeze could expose her panties.

It was all getting too much for the old boy as he took her blazer out to hang in the hallway, bringing it to his face to breath in its scent before hanging it up.

Returning to the room he sat himself at the dining table and just watched her. He thought to himself if he had to draw a picture of his perfect woman he couldn't improve on what was before him right now. She was amazing, and in profile her tits looked fantastic, and her ass stuck out as if asking to be grabbed.

Before he knew it she had finished the washing and was putting everything away, he couldn't take his eyes off her as she moved around the kitchen. 

"Well thats that!" she said.

Looking back at the old man she paused and wondered when he last had a wash or a change of clothes, she could see he was rather dirty and took very little care of himself. But she realised this was the sort of person that needed helping out, all the while blissfully unaware of what was going through his dirty old mind.

"Anymore jobs?"

"Erm...yes, just a quick one," he replied. Thinking quickly he had come up with a great idea.

"I'm unable to get up my loft ladder these days, and I was wondering if you would just have a quick look up there for me?"

"Sure......erm....why?"

"I, erm, I thought I heard a noise the other evening, there may be a bird or something up there, so if you could have a quick shine around with the torch I'd be most grateful, it'll only take you a minute," he said getting the torch from the drawer.

"Upstairs.....after you" he said, stepping back and allowing her to go up first.

Up she went, he followed her closely, watching the cheeks of her ass rise and fall alternately, pushing against the tight fabric of her skirt causing it to stretch even more, while the hem danced freely about the tops of her thighs.

At the top of the stairs they stopped as he picked up the hook to pull the loft hatch down. As it did so the ladder came down automatically with it. He stepped back and handed her the torch and watched as she started to climb the ladder. His exitement was intense as he looked on, her ass was inches from his face as he inspected it in very fine detail. His cock was so hard by now and he had to adjust himself as he could feel the dampness of pre-cum seeping from its tip into his dirty underpants.

She had her head and shoulders through the hatch, and, shining the torch around said, "I cant see anything,"

"You need to go a little higher," he said, getting more and more excited, licking the saliva that was building up in his mouth from his dirty cracked old lips.

She went another two steps until she was through to her waist,

"Have a good look, make sure theres nothing up there!"

With that she leant forward for a better look, now he couldn't see her face, and, more importantly, she couldn't see him. He quickly took the opportunity to move closer, and, stooping slightly, drew in a deep breath as he looked straight up her skirt.

Spontaneously he grabbed his cock through his trousers, giving it a much needed squeeze, his other hand came to his mouth and he bit down hard on his knuckles. He couldn't believe his luck, he was looking straight at her lovely white panties just inches away. It was the most exciting feeling he could ever remember having. He knew her cunt was right there, just a thin piece of material between him and it. He so wanted to push his face in it, his heart was pounding through his head, when all of a sudden she called out,

"No, sorry, I can't see anything, I'm coming down now!"

He quickly repositioned himself, trying to look as innocent as he could as she decsended the ladder. Quickly she brushed herself down with her hands, he watched her tits bounce as she flicked some traces of dust from her white blouse. "Take it off and do it, go on," he thought, "get them fucking monsters out." But that was obviously never going to happen as she looked back at him, catching him having a good look. She new the affect she had on men and had grown used to being looked at and so thought nothing of it. 

"Right, if thats it I'll go now, but if you have any more jobs I'll be back the day after tomorrow, ok?"

"Ok," was all he could manage as she trotted back down the stairs and, grabbing her blazer, opened the front door, before turning to him saying with a smile....

"Goodbye, see you soon."

He watched her walk off and closed the front door.

Hardly able to move he leant with one hand against it. With the other he quickly fumbled around trying to release his aching cock, such was his excitement he only just got it out as it errupted with a huge explosion of spunk that flew across the room splashing hard against the door. Collapsing to his knees with his cock still in his hand squeezing out the last few drops he was amazed at the amount of spunk there was. He had never seen so much and, to be honest, felt a little proud of himself.

George spent that night with his head spinning with the thought of this young woman. He lay in his bed desperately thinking of a way to get his hands on that body. It had been so long since he had even touched a woman and never in his life had he touched one as unbelievably gorgeous as her. He had to try something...anything.

The experience had left him so horny that he had wanked himself off through the night more times than he could count, a theme that followed for the next day and into the following night too.

The following day was the day she was due to return, he spent it trying not to think about anything sexual, wanting to save himself for her visit. It was agony and proved to be almost impossible, but he managed it and at long last after what had felt like an eternity of waiting, the evening came and, true to her word, there was a knock at the door.

Opening it he was more than a little excited to see her stood there again wearing her college uniform looking exactly the same as before, the tight blouse, the short skirt everything.

"Come in, come in" he blurted out before she even had chance to say hello. "Go through, you know the way."

Barely had she got into the room before he was taking her blazer from her, "Oh, thank you," she said, somewhat taken by surprise. He hung it up quickly and returned to her. She was stood with her back to him as he entered the room giving his eyes the chance to, again, roam all over her causing his old cock to swell once more. He couldn't believe it but she looked even better than he remembered, so lovely and sexy, his mind was full again with lustful thoughts.

"Would you mind getting me a coffee before you start on the dishes?" He asked.

"Sure, ok," came the polite response.

He sat back at the table watching her as she made the coffee unaware of the million filthy thoughts he was having while leering at her.

"Erm.....I'm afraid we have a bit of a problem," he began.

"Problem? what problems that?" she asked.

"Oh I think you know..."

"Know? know what?"

"I know you have it so don't play the innocent with me," he said in a sterner tone.

"I don't know what you'r talking about," she replied getting a little worried.

"The money.....the money you stole from me the other day." He said picking up the phone, "I'm going to call the police."

"Police? why? I didn't touch any money!"

Of course there was no money it was all part of the sordid little plan that he had been hatching over the past two days.

"Just the other week a guy got three years in prison for pulling the same stunt on some other poor old boy like me," he continued with more confidence, "you reckon you could handle prison for three years?"

"No...no....I mean I haven't done anything, please you have to believe me!"

"Sorry, but the police have asked us all to be on the lookout for people like you, so I have to call them," he said as he began to dial.

The thoughts flew around in her head, she was terrified, what if the police didn't believe her, what would her parents say, she would be thrown out of college with nothing, but prison??? that was more than she could stand.

"Please, please anything, I'll do anything I couldn't go to prison, I didn't do it you have to believe me!" She cried.

"No, sorry they have to know, I knew you were up to no good, they're very strict on this kind of thing."

It was all rubbish of course but she didn't know that as the fear grew and grew inside her, thinking of all the innocent people that get wrongly sent to prison. That could easily happen to her and she was now getting desperate as she watched his dirty old fingers start to punch out the numbers on the phone.

"What do you want? I'll do anything, just please don't call the police....please...please," she sobbed, now standing in the middle of the room pleading with him with tears in her eyes.

That was it, the words he wanted to hear, had it worked? Surely not. Pausing for a moment he placed the phone back down on the table and looked her over.

"Anything?" he asked.

"Anything, just please don't call the police, I don't want to go to prison."

"Mmmm I don't know....let me see," he said pretending to think of something. "Ok, why not lift that sexy little skirt of yours and show me whats underneath."

There was a pause for a moment as you could cut the tension in the air with a knife. "Go on, go on," he thought, praying that it had worked.

Then she reached down and took the hem of her skirt in her hands and, realising she had no choice, she slowly raised it to her waist giving him a perfect view of her white lace trimmed panties. The crease of her cunt was clear to see through the fabric. She looked at the dirty old man before her as he began to fidget in his seat. He rubbed his hands together and, licking his lips, started to mutter to himself, "oh yes......yes, you little tease."

"Ok? happy now?" she said as she quickly let go of her skirt, turned and went back to start on the washing up at the sink.

He rose to his feet, displaying a huge bulge in his dirty old trousers and walked across the room to stand behind her. Putting his grubby hands on her shoulders she flinched as he began to massage them slowly. He nuzzled his nose into her pony tail moving his head from side to side causing it to sway. She stood motionless, frozen to the spot with the realisation of where this was all leading, unable to stop it unless she wanted to risk going to prison.

He moved to stand at her side, one hand now on her arm and the other in the middle of her back. She felt his breath on her face, it smelt bad and trembled with his obvious excitment. He moved his hand slowly down her back until it settled on top of her hip, aware that if he went too fast she might panic and run away. He took a deep breath as he moved it lower until his palm was directly over her buttock. Squeezing it gently he let out a long sigh, it felt better than he had ever dared imagine, so firm and tight. It was a good sized handful as he sqeezed it more and more. He looked down at his hand on this gorgeous ass and began slowly clawing at her skirt, dragging it up until her panties were on full show. He admired the way they clung to her buttocks like a second skin.

He was finding it hard to control himself, muttering, "Oh God yes, yes....Oh God yes," as his hand started to roam all over her ass squeezing both cheeks in turn. 

Looking back at her face he said, "your so lovely, so fuckin lovely." His eyes went down to the next, much larger, prize, "Oooh such lovely big tits," he whispered into her ear, "how big are they? mmmm? what size is your bra?" Now sounding every bit the dirty old perv' he realy was.

"Uuum...thir.....thirty f..four.......d...double..E." She stammered.

With that he raised his other hand and released the highest button on her blouse, taking care not to touch her tits, not yet, that was a moment he wanted to saviour. The next button was released exposing her huge cleavage for the first time. All the strain was now on the one button directly between her tits and so slowly he released it causing them to burst into view encased in a white lace half cup bra. Undoing the remaining two buttons further down loosened the blouse enough to enable his hand to venture in.

As with her ass, he placed it gently over the furthest tit away from him, the first thing he felt was the lace of the bra, it felt so nice as he began to squeeze. Again it was better than he could ever have dreamt, so magnificent, it was much larger than his hand and incredibly firm. So big was it that he had to move his hand around in order to feel it all over.

He couldn't believe it, there she was, the sexiest girl he could imagine, dressed in her college uniform, the sort of girl that every man on the planet would give his right arm to have. Then there was him, a balding dirty little old man who no woman would ever give a second look at, and she was just letting him do what ever he wanted.

He couldn't hold out any longer, such was his unbearable need for satisfaction as he pressed his rock hard cock against her hip. She sensed his desperation as he mauled at her tits and ass, realising that if she could make him come it could be over much sooner, and so she took the initiative.

Turning slightly towards him she managed to push him away enough to allow her to unclip the front clasp on her bra causing her tits to spring into view. They were indeed a sight to behold as they stood large and proud thrusting out from her opened blouse. Old George wasted no time in grabbing one and stuffing it into his mouth, groaning and moaning as he sucked, licked and dribbled all over them.


An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 02



Old George spent the next few days in something of a daydream, not quite able to believe what had happened. The whole experience had only served to heighten his state of constant arousal, leaving him with the constant urge to masturbate himself as he tried to recount in detail everything that had happened.

He was annoyed at himself for one thing however... A few years ago he had bought himself a video camera for the purpose of trying to secretly film women out and about in the streets and shops and so on. It never really proved successful and the camera soon finished up stuck in the back of a cupboard gathering dust. He wished he had had the foresight to dig it out and video the whole event, just imagine how fantastic that would have been, being able to watch it over and over again, but such was his blinding excitement at the time that it never even crossed his mind.

The days went on and soon turned into weeks as old George went back to his usual mundane life, doing nothing except walking the streets as before admiring all the beautiful women he saw, wishing he could touch, feel, and of course, fuck them all. His frustration had turned him back to his trusted collection of girls in his porno magazines for relief, wanking himself off over them with a new and far better sense of what it would really be like to fuck them. 

It was now six weeks since the girl, Mandy, had come to his house and old George knew he had seen the last of her. After all he realised every time he saw his reflection in the mirror that he had just got extremely lucky....... incredibly lucky in fact, to think that the dirty little old man looking back at him had managed to have his wicked way with such a beautiful and sexy girl as she was.

It was a very warm friday afternoon, and as George was about to prepare something for his dinner he noticed the woman next door go out to do some gardening. Never one to miss an opportunity he went upstairs to watch her from his back bedroom window. She was a slim woman in her mid thirties, nothing too special but attractive enough, enough that is to allow old George to spy on her while he played with himself as he had done many times before.

As she worked at her flower bed old George smiled a dirty little smile as he started to rub his frustrated old cock through his trousers while staring at her ass.

"Oh yes you dirty little slut," he whispered under his breath as he watched her from behind his curtains. "I bet you would love me to stick my big cock up you wouldn't you..." he carried on as he fantasised over her. 

Imagining himself standing behind her he was about to get his cock out for a much needed wank when there came a knock at the door. "Shit!" he said as he had to stop what he was doing and go to answer it. Halfway down the stairs it knocked again, "Ok! I'm coming I'm coming!" He was not at all happy at being disturbed, until that is, he opened it to see who was stood there...... it was her.....Mandy....his girl.

"I...Its you...." he said, barely able to speak as his heart seemed to leap into his throat.

"You have to fill in this form and sign it!" she said rather abruptly as she thrust some folded pieces of paper at him.

He just stood there in amazement as he looked into her beautiful young face, unable to believe it was really her. He looked her over, as always she was in her college uniform and looked like a dream, her huge tits every bit as wonderful as he remembered them as they fought to escape the confines of her tight blouse.

"Oh yes, thank you God," he thought to himself as every nerve in his body seemed to be screaming at him to reach out and grab her.

Looking down he saw she hadn't worn her short skirt this time but instead had on black trousers. But they were tight....very tight in fact as they stretched around her thighs and hips hugging her crotch tightly...... God she looked just so incredibly sexy.

"You have to fill this in and sign it!!!" she repeated waving the pieces of paper in his face.

He took it from her but carried on looking down her body, making no attempt to hide the fact that he was pleased at what he saw. The corners of his mouth turned upwards as a smile came across his old face. 

He looked back at her sweet young face, her blonde hair, as always, pulled back into a pony tail. "What is it?" he asked.

"Its a satisfaction form that you have to fill in and sign."

"Oh I'm sorry, please do come in....." he said as he gathered his senses together.

"No I think I had better wait here."

"Please yourself," he said, handing her back the form.

"No you have to fill it in for me!" She replied as she refused to take it back from him.

"Well then you had better come in!" he said a little more sternly as he turned and walked through to the back of the house in the hope that she would follow.

"O....Ok.... but no funny business," she called out as she stepped inside remembering only too well what had happened before.

He went through and sat at the table studying the form for a few moments as he noticed her from the corner of his eye appear nervously in the doorway.

"Come on in then....don't be shy," he said to her as he again looked her up and down.

She looked at him and although he was in his sixties it has to be said, to her, he looked more like a man in his nineties. She felt disgusted with herself wondering how she could have ever let what happened before happen with the dirty old man that sat there, let alone finish up actually enjoying it!!!. His old shirt and trousers were dirty and stained, his collar and cuffs badly frayed, he looked as if he had been living in the same clothes since the last time they met. His face was unshaven and, together with the rest of him, in need of a good wash. As she stood there the room seemed to be filled with that stale smell of an old person that she remembers so well.

"It says here that you were supposed to have called in on me three times a week for the past six weeks," he said as he looked over at her.

"Well you know as well as I do why I didn't," she replied, "look I'm finishing for the summer now and I need to get this form back before I can get my grades!"

"Do you really?" he enquired as he rubbed his stubbly old chin with his hand looking her up and down, "mmmmmm I see."

"Forget it!" she said angrily, knowing exactly what he was thinking and turned to leave.

"Wait wait wait!" he said hurriedly not wanting her to leave.

"I told you no funny business.....ok?" she again emphasized.

"Ok," he said in a reluctant tone, then as he looked over the form one more time he had an idea. "Look I'll make a deal with you, do a bit of tidying around the place for me while I fill this in, I mean, its only fair as that is what you were supposed to do anyway......"

She looked suspiciously at him for a moment.

"You can make a start upstairs in my bedroom....it is a bit of a mess."

"What, so you can accuse me of stealing from you again?"

"No no, I promise.........trust me."

She thought for a moment before agreeing on the strict understanding that he stay downstairs.With that she slipped off her blazer and hung it over the back of a chair. The old boy just sat there enjoying the view staring at her huge tits longing for a feel.

As she went up the stairs he watched her ass cheeks as they stuck out nice and proud in the tight trousers. God she was so sexy he wished he could just grab her and fuck her brains out there and then.

As she vanished into his room he knew what he had to do, although the erection in his underpants wanted something else, he wasted no time in setting about it.

Turning back he went to the cupboard to dig out his old video camera and then placed it on the bookshelf in the corner of the room. He checked there was a tape in it and turned it on to record. He then got an old towel from the kitchen and threw it over the camera in order to hide it. He then sat himself back down, not completely sure of what he was doing or where it might lead.

Upstairs she was amazed at how messy the room was and how stale it smelt as she set about trying to tidy it up, all the while keeping her ears open in case he came up the stairs.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," she muttered to herself.

Grabbing some dirty clothes from the floor she opened the wardrobe to throw them in only to find it full of junk. Turning around she decided to stuff them under the bed only to find something in her way. Dropping them down she reached under to see what it was, only to pull out a huge pile of dirty magazines. "Oh my God!" she whispered to herself as she realised what she had found, her shock grew as she looked back into the wardrobe and saw a pile of maybe a couple of hundred more of them, "you dirty old bastard!" she muttered.

She sat on the floor for a few moments flicking through some of them, the pages were all crusty from years of abuse. As she looked at them she realised that they were mainly full of women with big tits.

"Oh my God, he must have thought all his birthdays had come at once when I turned up on his doorstep," she thought to herself with her own 34 double E cups in mind.

Strangely it all made the 19 year old feel a little naughty as she began to understand the affect her presence must have had on him. She knew men always looked at her and she knew exactly why, but he must have been really struggling to contain himself.

Hurriedly she put them back and quickly tidied the room as best she could before returning back down the stairs.

He sat there pretending to be still looking over the form. Slowly his eyes moved up from it and back to her. She began to feel a little uncomfortable as he continued to stare at her while he placed it flat on the table.

"I'll do this for you," he said, "but you have to do something for me first."

"I told you no funny business!"

"No no don't worry.....I just want you to tell me what happened the last time you were here."

She looked at him puzzled, "what?"

"Well," he went on, "I just want to hear it so I know it wasn't all a dream. Believe it or not, that sort of thing doesn't happen to me every day you know."

"Oh I don't know...." she replied seeing something of a look of desperation in his face.

"Come on, make an old man happy..... If you do I'll sort this form for you..."

"Do I have to?" she complained.

"Well if you don't then maybe I'll have to tell your college that you only actually visited me twice."

"Thats all......nothing else?" she questioned.

"Absolutely....." he replied.

"Well what do you want to hear?"

"All of it....all about the sex we had."

She stood thinking for a moment, and then, feeling rather naughty remembering the magazines upstairs, she thought, "why not, what harm can it do."

She sat down at the table opposite him, noticing how he still couldn't take his eyes off her tits as she began......

"Well, ok, you told me that I had stolen some......"

"No no no," he said, cutting her off in mid sentence, "just the good parts, you know, the sex. Tell me what we did and how much you enjoyed it."

"What?"

"Please, it would mean so much to me."

She saw the pleading look in his eyes, and so continued.

"Oh ok...well, erm....oh yes, right, well first of all we were in the kitchen and then I let you..........." 

Off she went with the whole sequence of events, even telling him how she chose to fuck him at the end as she was so in need of an orgasm.

He sat there listening carefully as he fiddled with his frustrated erection under the table enjoying hearing such filthy talk from such a sweet young mouth.

On finishing she asked if he could fill in the form so she could be on her way.

"Well there is quite a lot of it to fill in so I'll do it overnight and you can pop back tomorrow morning to collect it....Ok?"

She let out a long sigh as she was now getting annoyed but really had no choice other than to agree, even though it was saturday tomorrow.

"Now I haven't taken any of your precious money this time.....Ok?" 

She didn't want to get caught out as she did before.

"Well maybe I should search you," he said trying his luck.

She got to her feet and, feeling naughty, she thought she could tease the dirty old sod a little, while remaining in full control of the situation. 

"Go on then! I don't want you saying tomorrow that I've taken anything."

His heart was pounding in his chest as he got to his feet and approached her. She looked as his trembling bony old hands reached out to her, his breathing was heavy and his eyes widened as he licked his lips before placing his hands on her hips.

She knew what she was doing and enjoyed the powerful feeling she had over him, knowing full well that his cock must be giving him some serious trouble.

His excitement could be felt in the air as his hands went down over her hips to the tops of her thighs as he began his "search." 

Her black trousers were so tight that they felt like silk as they stretched around her. His heart was slamming against his chest as he began to feel her firm young thighs. He moved to her side without letting go so one hand slid across her ass. The other went across her lower stomach, he spread his fingers enough to just feel the top of her pussy mound. The temptation was so great that he couldn't help but give her ass a little squeeze as he went across it.

Standing behind her he stepped closer and she felt his hard cock rest in the crevice of her ass. His hands, now around her waist, started moving higher towards her tits. She could smell his bad breath as his face came closer and closer.

He looked down at her massive tits rise and fall with her every breath as his hands went up her stomach. His blood pressure was off the scale as his finger tips felt the underwire support of her bra, when suddenly, she stepped away.

"Ok thats enough," she said, "you can see I don't have anything."

Looking back she saw the pained expression on his face, together with the huge bulge in his trousers.

"I....I haven't finished," he said as he stepped forward reaching out for her tits.

She simply stepped back and swatted his hands away, "behave yourself.......I think thats enough."

"Oh pleeeease!" he begged her.

She pretended not to hear his plea, "see you in the morning then," she said as she picked up her blazer before leaving. She walked out with a naughty smile on her face feeling rather wicked knowing what a state she was leaving him in. "That'll teach you....you dirty old sod," she thought to herself.

Old George watched her leave, then, trying to ignore his painful erection, he went to where the video camera was to check it was still running.....it was.

He quickly plugged it into his tv to see what he had got.......everything......the whole admission of what had happened between them, even his quick feel at the end.

"Oh yes...yes...yes," he muttered to himself as he watched it back with his erection causing a huge tent in his trousers. He grabbed his cock and had no time to release it as he felt he was about to come in his trousers, "look at them fuckin' great big tits!!!" came his cry as he watched the tv, "FUCKIN' HELL!!! WHAT FUCKIN' MASSIVE FUCKIN TITS!!! AAAARGH!!! His cock exploded causing a hell of a mess, but it didn't matter, he was so thrilled at what he had managed to get on tape.

The following day she returned to collect the form, being a saturday she had no need to wear her uniform. Instead she wore a tight white cotton t-shirt that showed off the full shape of her lovely big tits making them look even more tempting (if that were possible). It clung to her as if it had been sprayed on and you could just make out the pattern of her white lace bra underneath. The word "BABY" was printed across the chest in large pink letters. Below she had on what looked like a short white tennis skirt that showed her tanned legs off to perfection.

She looked hot, and she knew it, her clothes had been picked deliberately to tease the old man even more, she loved the feeling of power that this game she was playing gave her. She wanted to teach him a lesson by showing him what she had and that he couldn't have it.

He was thrilled to see her, and dressed like that! "WOW!" was all he could think as she stood at his doorway looking like every mans wet dream.

"The form," she said as she walked past him into the house. Her blonde hair was now down and came to just between her shoulder blades, her skirt from behind seemed to have a mind of its own as the rise and fall of her ass made it dance from side to side barely covering her cheeks.

"Sit down for a moment, I have something to show you," he said excitedly.

"I just want the form," she said.

"I have it here," he said pointing at it over on the table, "come on, it'll only take a moment."

"Ok, but be quick, I don't have much time," she replied rather abruptly as she sat herself down on the sofa.

He watched her cross one leg across the other showing almost the full length of her smooth tanned thigh, the little white skirt just covering her lap. Quickly he grabbed the remote control and started to play the tape for her. He stood and looked at her as the expression on her face changed with the realisation of what she was watching.

He sat himself down next to her, unable to take his hungry leering eyes off her.

"No you didn't take any money this time," he said, "but you have been a little bit silly. I'm pretty sure you wouldn't want me to show this to anyone else......would you?"

"You bastard, give me that tape now!"

"Sorry, no chance of that I'm afraid," he went on, "maybe I could run off a few copies to send to your friends or even your family."

"You couldn't, you don't know who they are," she said getting more and more nervous.

"Well your full name is on the top of the form, it shouldn't be too hard to track them down. I could even stand at the college gates and just hand a few out, I mean, what happened between us is something I'm obviously very proud of."

Her heart sank as she realised what was happening, he had got her again, how could she have been so stupid? If her family saw the tape God only knows what they would do, but if any of her friends saw it she would be a laughing stock, never able to live it down. This was just her worst nightmare.

Old George drew closer to her and whispered in her ear, "well you come in here dressed like that, what do you expect....eh?" he paused for a moment before going on, "Oh now let me see, I think we've been here before.......don't you?"

With that he placed his arm around her shoulders drawing her nearer as she tried to lean away. He placed his other hand on her knee and very slowly began running it along her silky smooth thigh, "Oooooh your such a cock teaser," he whispered.

She looked down and felt disgusted to see his creepy frail old hand vanish under her little white skirt.

"P...Please....d...don't," she asked him, "I don't want this, not again.....please..."

"Oooh I'm not going to hurt you, you know that, I just want us to have some fun," he whispered excitedly.

"Please don't.....please..." She again pleaded.

"Oh you're just so fuckin' lovely, I can't help myself...........my cock is so fuckin' hard."

She could smell his rotten breath as his face came ever closer to hers until she felt his nose touch her earlobe. She sat frozen as his dirty old hand roamed under her skirt pushing it upwards until the white lace triangle of her panties came into view.

"Oh yes...." was all he could say as his eyes went down for a look. His cock was throbbing like crazy as he pushed his face back into her neck, her perfume was intoxicating and he let out a long groan as he began to slobber his mouth up and down it.

"Please don't," she pleaded one last time as she felt the unshaven stubble of his chin start to scratch on the soft smooth skin of her neck.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 02



His heavy breathing seemed deafening in her ears as his excitement grew, all she could think was how disgusting the old man was as he held her tightly to him.

He looked down at her tits, so many times he had seen girls with big tits in tight t-shirts just like this, they always looked so tempting and so many times he had wanted to touch and feel them.

"Oooh baby," he said, referring to the word written across her chest, as he lifted his hand from her thigh and placed it on the side of her face turning it towards him.

She looked at his greedy eyes as he moved in on her, opening his mouth and licking around his lips as he approached. She tried to back away but couldn't as he planted his mouth over hers, letting out a long moan as he pushed his tongue in. It tasted vile as he pushed his face harder and harder against hers as he began to ravish the inside of her mouth with his horrible wet tongue.

She could feel him shaking all over as he continued his assault on her mouth, beads of sweat now ran down his forehead as he moaned with excitement.

His hand began to slide down her neck and onto her shoulder where it came to rest for a moment. He released his mouth from hers and looked at his hand before moving it lower very slowly until it was squarely over her huge breast.

"Oh yes..." he whispered as he relished in the sight of his hand holding it as he started feeling its magnificence through the tight cotton fabric. He squeezed it hard causing her to wince as his dirty old fingers sank into the ample flesh.

She now wished she hadn't dressed in such a provocative way but doubted it would really have made any difference as he had obviously planned all this from the start.

His dirty old hand went from one tit to the other squeezing them both in turn as it roamed all over them, he was entranced by there magnificent size and weight.

"Ooooh such lovely lovely lovely tits," he whispered through his ever more trembling breath, "so big, oh God they're so fuckin' big!"

She needed to gather her thoughts, to try and get a handle on what was happening and what she should do, and so, with great effort, quickly pushed him away and leapt to her feet.

"Oh no you don't," he said, "come here!"

"Wait wait wait!" she replied, "look please don't do this."

"There's no way I'm stopping," he barked at her through short breaths, "if you want that tape you had better give me what I want."

Getting to his feet he reached out and grabbed her around the waist pulling her towards him.

Again she managed to free herself from his grasp as she reluctantly decided that she had to give in to whatever he wanted, just as before.

"Ok ok ok!" she said trying to keep him at arms length. "I'll give you what you want, but then you have to give me the tape so I can leave here once and for all.....deal?"

"Yes..er......um....deal," he grunted, unable to really concentrate in the presence of such overwhelming beauty.

She could barely look at the filthy old man in front of her and turned her back to him to face the table behind her. She knew what had to be done and figured this to be the easiest way for her to deal with the situation, and so she parted her legs slightly and bent across the table causing her ass to stick in the air. Her little white skirt raised itself just enough to give a cheeky glimpse of her panties.

Old George stood there unable to believe the sight that was before him. He dropped to his knees behind her and just stared for a moment. He then took the hem of her skirt in his hand and threw it up her back giving him a beautiful view of her completely perfect ass in the small lace panties.

They were so very white next to her lovely suntanned ass cheeks, his eyes fixed on the material covering her sweet young cunt. He knelt there with his hands over his mouth as if praying at an altar.

This was always one of his favorite poses from the girls in his magazines, more than a thousand times he had shot his load over pictures of women in this position imagining how it would be to fuck them, well now he was going to have his dream come true.

Unable to resist the temptation he slowly pushed his face into her cunt, drawing in through her panties the feminine scent that came from inside her.

Reaching down, he unbuckled his belt and undid his trousers before undoing the buttons on his shirt and shrugging it off. He rose to his feet and his trousers fell to his ankles, he had on no underwear and so stood there naked with his hard swollen cock dribbling fluid from its tip pointing straight at her.

He needed this so badly that he couldn't wait any longer.

He stood behind her and offered his swollen cock up to her cunt, eager to be allowed in. He brought his hands down with a hard SMACK! onto her ass cheeks and, grabbing a fistful of each one, gritted his teeth as he dug his fingers in. He massaged her firm meaty cheeks in his hands for a moment before pulling her panties to one side exposing her gaping pussy in all its glory.

His head was spinning at the vision before him, he couldn't believe his luck, he had trapped this big titted 19 year old college girl for the second time and was about to fuck her again.

He placed his hard purple cock against her lips and rubbed it up and down a few times before he finally had to push it in. The tight wetness of her cunt was out of this world as he pushed his desperate cock in deeper and deeper until it was all the way in up to his balls. 

"Oh fuck yes," he said as he enjoyed the incredible satisfaction of feeling her cunt wrapped around his smelly old cock. He had to wait for a moment or two or he would blow his load instantly such was his state of excitement. 

He looked along her back to where her blonde hair lay between her shoulder blades and reached forward to grab it.

With her hair in his hand he pulled her head backwards causing her back to arch as far as was possible. He started grinding his cock around deep inside her as he pulled on her hair penetrating her as deeply as he could.

"Ooh yes...take it take it ooh," he groaned as he stirred his cock around inside her, "what a lovely wet cunt, oooh yes." 

With his other hand he grabbed her face and turned it towards him as he leaned forward and licked at the side of her mouth trying to get his tongue in, groaning and moaning as he slobbered all over her.

Looking down he saw the position he had got her in caused her tits to stick out in an irresistibly obscene way. He had to squeeze them now, and so let go of her face and shoved his hand up under the front of her t-shirt grabbing them through her bra and mauling them all over. He couldn't stand it anymore and began pumping hard into her, she was more incredible than any fantasy he could ever dare even dream of as he slammed against her ass unable to hold back any longer.

Pulling her hair in one hand and groping her tits with the other he felt a tidal wave surge up through his cock, "AAAAAARGH YES OH FUCK YES!!!!" he cried as his spunk errupted inside her with incredible force, so much of it as he pumped and pumped for all he was worth until he had nothing left to give.

"Oh God," he sighed with relief, "fantastic, oh yes.......oh yesss."

He squeezed the final drops from his cock before letting her go from his tight grip. He stepped back and had to sit himself on the chair that was by the table before his shaking old legs gave way completely.

He looked at her still fully clothed. Her figure was just unbelievable, a complete dream, her clothes fitted so well they left nothing to the imagination, such huge firm tits, such a gorgeous ass, such perfect legs and such a beautiful face too. All this standing in front of him caused his old cock to rise and harden again almost instantly.

She looked down and saw it pointing upwards from his lap. "I don't believe this," she thought to herself as she realised she felt turned on by the whole experience just as before, "whats wrong with me, look at him, he's disgusting."

His excitement was such that he had finished again before she had reached full orgasm, leaving her in a frustrated state. His cock was so big and felt so good inside her that she couldn't help getting turned on. The main turn on for her, however, was the thought of knowing how much he enjoyed it, how much she turned him on.

"Please miss...I want some more," he said taking his quote from Oliver Twist.

"What now?" she sighed, "wasn't that enough?"

A grin came across his face as he looked into her eyes, his stained old teeth did nothing to enhance his looks.

"You've got such a pretty face," he went on, "such a pretty mouth........"

"W...what do you mean?" she asked nervously.

"I want to fuck it, you know.....your face........your mouth..."

"Oh!" she said rather shocked, "oh I see."

She was turned on enough by now to be able to do something like that, although he didn't know it. 

"Oh sod it!" she thought as she went over to him and knelt between his skinny white legs. He watched her with excitement as he waited to see what she was going to do.

She reached out her sweetly manicured hand and lifted his heayy old balls off the chair cupping them gently. She then took the base of his cock firmly in the other hand. Her touch was so soft and gentle that he had to bite down on his lip just to keep control of himself. 

Her face came closer to it and she found the urge to take it in her mouth overwhelming, it was filthy old and smelly but that didn't seem to matter, it was a fine looking specimen and she had to have it.

He looked at her manicured hands holding his balls and his cock, and her lovely fresh young face getting nearer and nearer, before saying in a whisper, "please......oh please suck it for me."

"OH I don't know about that," she teased, "how much would you like me to?" 

"Oh God, more than you could ever know...please, oh please..." 

"Enough to beg perhaps, mmmmm?"

He watched as she licked her lovely pouting lips. "Oh I'm begging you, I'm begging you......."

She looked at his face, the sweat was running down it and his eyes looked like they might pop out of his head. His open mouth was drooling saliva from the corner, she knew he was just a dirty old man and had nothing attractive about him at all but she was getting so turned on by the power she had over him.

Her mouth opened as he watched her, she put out her tongue and very gently licked at the underside of his throbbing cock, he shuddered in his seat and looked into her lovely big brown eyes as she pressed her lips to its tip and slowly sucked it in.

"OH MY GOD!!!" he cried as he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He felt like a King as his aged old tool was being so lovingly caressed by her tongue as she began to swirl it around and around. 

He thought how is old cock had never had it so good as her mouth continued to suck on it. He reached out and ran his bony old fingers through her lovely blonde hair before holding either side of her head in his grubby hands. She put up no fight as he held it tighter and started to force his cock in deeper before drawing it back out and then pushing it in again. He repeated this over getting a little faster each time as his old cock began to fuck her pretty young face.

"Aaaargh, oh God! Yes yes yes, " he said as he began to lose all control. 

She continued sucking as he bucked against her face, his grip got tighter on her as he now forced it all the way in to the back of her throat causing her to gag. 

"Oh God, I'm going to come in your mouth, Im going to come in your fuckin' mouth," he called out as if announcing it to the whole world. "YESSSSS....YESSSSS! FUCK! YESSSSS!!!"

At that his cock shot ropes of spunk to the back of her throat, more and more kept coming as she struggled to swallow the foul tasting stuff down.

He held her head as he pumped out the final drops. "Your face is so pretty, oooh so pretty," he said still not quite able to believe that was his cock in her mouth. After he was sure he had completely emptied his balls he slipped it from her mouth, feeling more satisfied than he ever thought possible.

She got to her feet and went to the kitchen to wash her mouth out with some water, he still couldn't take his eyes off her ass in that skirt or her tits as they bounced around inside her t-shirt. It may sound unbelievable but he wanted more of her, his cock was still half erect and a sneaky little rub got it fully hard again.

She returned after her drink of water and saw his cock still hard.

"You are unbelievable, I've never known anyone as sex starved as you," she said to him. "Well now I need something too."

She walked over and stood directly in front of him and reached down to close his knees together. She took a step back, he watched as she took the bottom of her t-shirt in her hands and in one move pulled it off over her head. Her tits bounced into view encased in their white lace bra.

"Oh yes yes yes, get them out.....please," he begged as his shaky old hands reached out for them only for her to slap him away.

"All in good time," she replied as she lifted her skirt and hooked her thumbs under the waist of her panties and slipped them off.

She stepped towards him parting her legs so she was standing over his hard cock, her massive tits hovering just above his head. He placed his hands on the back of her legs and slid them up under her skirt and grabbed her ass cheeks.

He kissed her stomach as his fingers probed between her legs, tracing along the edge of her wet cunt lips, causing her to let out a quiet sigh.

She began to lower herself down onto his lap, as she did so she deliberately squashed her tits against his face, the deep cleavage caused by her bra almost suffocating him. Her cunt was so wet that it just slipped effotlessly straight down over his cock until she sat on his lap.

"Ooooooooh jeeeeez!" he groaned.

"You want to see my tits?" she asked as she leant away from him slightly.

He was unable to speak and just nodded his head. She put her hands behind her onto his knees making them thrust out in front of his face. "The clasp is at the back," she told him as he seemed hypnotised by them.

He reached behind her and undid it, she lifted her arms and shrugged it off before putting her hands back behind her onto his knees. Her nipples stood out like bullets as he wasted no time in grabbing the giant mounds of flesh sucking and chewing them as he mauled and groped at them.

She was grinding herself down harder and harder on him loving the sight of this old man enjoying her firm young tits. He slobbered and grunted as he worked on them, making the absolute most of it all.

She lunged forward, grabbed his head and planted a kiss on his mouth, he was surprised at her forcefulness as she thrust her tongue inside. He grabbed her head too and wrapped his tongue around hers, sucking her face into his.

She was now jumping up and down on him, her cunt juices pouring from her all over his balls. She pulled her mouth away and took her tits in her hands and pushed them both up to his face.

"Suck my nipples you dirty bastard, go on I know you love my big tits, I saw all your dirty magazines upstairs you dirty dirty old pervert!"

He grabbed them and stuffed as much as he could of one into his mouth, she took the other and lifted it to her mouth sucking hard on the nipple as she continued fucking his cock.

He knew he was about to come as he shouted..."OH FUCKIN' HELL....FUCKIN HELL!!!" his voice muffled by all the tit pushed in his face.

With an unknown strength he rose to his feet with her legs wrapped around him, he turned and she crashed with her back onto the table. He put his arms under her legs and lifted them over his shoulders so her knees were up by her ears as he leaned over her. She grabbed both of her tits and squashed them together and brought them up to her mouth, she sucked on both nipples at the same time.

"Ooooh you dirty old sod, look how hard your making my nipples, ooooooh!" she said offering them to him.

He pushed his face down into them biting and chewing them all over as he moaned the word "lovely" over and over again.

Like a wild animal he pinned her arms to the table and was now slamming his old cock fast and deep into her like an engines piston. His balls were slamming against her ass as she shouted out...."YES I'M COMING....I'M COMING OH THAT COCK FEELS SO GOOD FUCK ME YOU DIRTY OLD BASTARD FUCK ME!!!"

As her orgasm ripped through her body he felt her juices gush from her, washing over his cock as it fucked into her harder and harder. He was now beyond any self control as his cock burst like a volcano into her "AAAAARRRGGHH! YESSSS YOU BITCH TAKE IT.... TAKE IT AAAAALL!!!" His cries must have been heard over the whole street as he emptied every last drop he had into her before collapsing back exhausted onto the chair.

He sat there, his arms limp at his sides and his mouth wide open gasping for breath as he watched her dress herself.

"Stay a bit longer," he pleaded, "just give me ten minutes to get my strength back."

She just laughed and said, "I don't think so, I mean look at you, I've almost killed you as it is."

She finished dressing and thanked him for an amazing orgasm, in fact several amazing orgasms. "Its been fun," she said, "but I don't think we will see each other again some how." 

She took the form from the table and then went across to the video, bent over and took out the tape, "I think I'll have this," she said.

With one last attempt at getting her to stay he pulled himself to his feet and went across to her and asked her once more, "please don't go."

She looked up and down his naked old body and just laughed at the pathetic sight that he was.

His response was to have one last grab at her tits, pushing her against the wall as he did so. She struggled to free herself but he wasn't about to give up easily. With one hand firmly gripping her right tit his other went up her skirt and grabbed at her pussy.

"Just one more fuck, eh? go on," he said as his fingers pushed her panties into her cunt. "Come on my cocks gettin' hard again."

She managed to push him off and shouted at him, "NO FORGET IT I'M OFF!" and turned to leave. She opened the front door and said to him " God, you are unbelievable...." She then spun on her heels and straightened her clothing as she looked back at him and sternly said "goodbye!" 

She marched out of the house and slammed the door behind her.

"Oh I think we may just meet again young lady," he said to himself as he crossed the room and took the video camera that he had hidden earlier from the shelf and turned it off.

He smiled and shook his head as he said to himself, "some people never learn....."



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 03



The video that George had made of him and Mandy together was all he could have ever hoped for. He now had a record of the event to keep forever, any time he got the urge for some relief he would put it on to watch. Stretched out on the sofa, cock in hand, he would re-live the whole experience over and over again.

The other, more important reason, for making the video was, of course, to blackmail her into more sex. This part of the plan was proving a little more difficult however.

Her name did not appear in the phone book and when George approached the college with some bullshit story about wanting to send her a thankyou card, they said they would pass one on as it was against policy to give out students details.

This frustrated old George as he couldn't think of any other way to track her down, particularly as he was pretty sure that she may have finished at the college now anyway. All he could do was keep his eyes open in the faint hope that he may find her again one day.

While reading the local newspaper one morning George saw a headline that instantly caught his eye. It read, "MAN CHARGED WITH HARRASING NEIGHBOUR." It told of how a man aged 61 was being charged by the police for peeping on his neighbour as she got undressed. It went on to say how he had done this a number of times over the 6 month period that he had lived there along with making a number of comments of a sexual nature to her.

Further down the page it said how she claimed a number of items of her underwear had gone missing from her washing line and that she felt her neighbour was responsible.

"Good for you mate," old George thought to himself as he smiled in appreciation of the guy.

As he went on reading the story it gave the guys name and address, it wasn't too far from where he lived. He was shocked however when they gave the girls details, only referring to her as a 20 year old called Mandy. 

"No way!" thought George, "it can't be..... can it? she could be 20 by now, that was a while ago that she said she was 19..."

This could be the chance he had been waiting for, it may not be her, but it has to be a possibility that it is. He had to take the chance to find out, it was a bit of a long shot but it had to be worth a try.

"Oh God I hope it's her, I hope it's her," he kept muttering to himself as he excitedly ripped the page from the paper and stuffed it in his pocket. Deciding that there was no time like the present he grabbed a copy of his video recording and set off to the guys address.

It was about a 15 minute walk and as he arrived George felt a little nervous as he approached the front door, he hadn't thought it through properly and risked making a fool of himself but he knew he had to try and see if it was the same Mandy.

He rang the bell and stood waiting for a moment as he heard someone the other side fumble with the lock before the door opened.

"Yes?" said the short, round faced, pot bellied man who answered, "can I help you?"

"Erm yes, I've come to ask you about the girl in this story," George replied as he pulled the piece of newspaper from his pocket.

"What girl!" he came back with angrily, "thats all rubbish, just a pack of lies!"

As the guy tried to shut the door George put his hand against it to stop him. "No no no, you don't understand.....I think I can help you." 

"How?" he replied looking up and down the scruffy little old man stood on his doorstep. 

"I have this erm...tape, if you will allow me to show it to you I think its the same girl you see."

Old George wasn't making much sense as he waffled on but the guy listened to what he had to say and decided to let him in, partly due to curiosity of what was on the tape and partly due to the fact that he needed any help he could get to help him out of the trouble he was in.

The guy took the tape from George and put it in his machine and began to play it.

"Thats her!!! a...and thats y...you, but how? I mean why did she...erm..." said the guy, now completely confused.

"That's her???" asked George excitedly.

"Yeah, thats her, I don't understand..."

"Let me explain..." said George as he went on to tell how he had managed to blackmail her and that he was sure that this tape could be used in the same way, to stop her bringing charges against him.

The guy reached out his hand and said, "my names Ted."

George took it in his and gave it a firm shake, simply replying, "I'm George, pleased to meet you."

With a mutual understanding of each other they both sat and watched the tape. Ted removed his thick framed glasses to give them a wipe before putting them back on his sweaty face. "She's fuckin' gorgeous," he said, "you lucky bastard, I'd give anything to get my fuckin hands on her, she's such a prick teaser, I see her every day and it drives my cock fuckin' crazy."

"Well, why don't we pay her a little visit?" George suggested, "where is it she lives?"

"Not far!" Ted replied as he wiped the sweat from his face with a tissue, "but she's not there at the moment, she's got a job in some office now and doesn't get home until quite late."

"When would be a good time to get her on her own?" asked George.

"About 8:30 in the morning, her folks have gone out by then and she'll be on her own before she leaves at 8:45."

"Sounds like you know her routine very well."

"Oh yes," replied Ted, now confident that they were both of the same mind, "all that stuff in the paper is true, what she doesn't know is that I watch her every time she goes out, she's just so fuckin hot that I can't help havin a quick wank every time I see her."

"I know exactly what you mean my friend, if she don't want the attention she shouldn't walk around looking so fuckin' sexy."

After talking about her for another few minutes they had both got themselves so wound up that they put the tape on again. Ted sat there, and without a care in the world, got his cock out and started playing with himself as he watched the tv.

George was shocked to see him do this right in front of him as if he wasn't even there, but being in need of the same he decided to join him. So the two old boys sat watching the tv excitedly wanking themselves off.

When they had finished Ted said casually, "ah thats better, I needed that."

"Me too," replied George.

"Here, use these to clean yourself up," Ted said throwing a box of tissues over.

"Thanks!" 

After that they had a cup of coffee and George deciced he had better get off home.

"Ok then, I'll come back tomorrow morning and we can go around there for a little chat, agreed?"

"Agreed," replied Ted.

Old George wasn't too keen to share her with anyone but needed to know where she lived for sure and so knew he needed Ted for now, but once he had found her she would be all his.

The next day came and George turned up at 8:15, the tape held firmly in his hand. 

"Her folks have left already so she'll be in there on her own," said Ted, the excitement already causing the fat old man to sweat heavily.

They decided to ring the doorbell and put the tape through the letterbox with "PLAY ME" written across it then wait for 5 minutes to give her a chance to watch some of it.

After waiting they both went and rang the bell again. As she opened it it was obvious that she had seen what was on the tape from her worried expression.

"How did you find me?.... and whats he doing here?" she said pointing at Ted.

"Never mind all that," said George, "did you watch some of the tape?"

"Yes.... you're such a sneaky old bastard," she said to George.

They both looked her up and down, she looked amazing, just a white tube top with no shoulder straps was all that covered her magnificent tits, her nipples clear to see through the fabric. Below she had on a short pale blue skirt that was pleated all around.

"Fuck.....look at you!" said George as his cock was already begining to harden at the sight of her. "Is that what you wear to work then?"

"N...no I'm off today, look what is it you both want?" she asked knowing full well what the answer was.

They both stared at her in awe, she was just so beautiful with her blonde hair pulled back in its usual ponytail. 

"Well first of all," George said, "we want you to drop these stupid charges against my friend here."

"O...ok I'm sorry, it wasn't my idea in the first place, it was my folks, but I'll tell them I can't go through with it...ok?"

"Thankyou," replied George, "I have a few copies of that tape....you know how this works, don't you."

She saw the way they were both looking her up and down and knew what was going to happen, only this time the thought of Ted, the dirty fat old pervert from nextdoor being involved too, made her even more nervous.

She stepped back to allow them in, as she did so every step caused her huge firm tits to sway and wobble. They stood there as the door closed behind them, Ted couldn't believe that it had worked as he spoke to her for the first time.

"I think I'm due some compensation for all the stress you've put me through." He turned to George, "sorry mate but your going to have to give me first go, I think I'm owed it."

George was desperate to get his hands on her himself but unknown to Ted he had other ideas. He had already got what he came for and as soon as Ted was finished he would be able to have her any time he wanted as he was the only one with copies of the tape.


"N...no p...please don't," she pleaded as Ted approached her.

Her bedroom was on the ground floor and Ted directed her to it. He followed her noticing how the short pleated skirt only just covered that lovely cheeky ass that he had often so admired. His cock was hard and straining against his ill fitting trousers as he closed the door behind him leaving old George to wait outside.

She had been the object of his dirty fantasies for the past 6 months and this was the closest he had ever been to her. "I've waited a long time for this," said Ted as he approached her, his eyes roaming all over her body, "you're such a prick teaser."

"Please don't do this," she again pleaded as she backed up to the edge of the bed. She looked at the repulsive old man with his pot belly hanging over his trousers, his clothes all seemed to be several sizes too small, even his glasses seemed to dig deep into his fat head.

He moved up close to her and rubbed his hands together before he reached out to touch her face, she flinched as he ran his hand down her cheek. "Oh God your so fuckin' lovely," he said, she felt disgusted by the clammy feel and sweaty smell of his hand.

He sat himself down on the edge of the bed and put his hands on her waist turning her towards him, "I've wanted to get a look at these for so long," he said as he began dragging her top downwards.

Slowly more and more of her lovely big tits appeared as the top slid down until the top edge of her nipples could be seen. One more gentle pull and they bounced into veiw right in front of his face. 

"Fuck me!!!" exclaimed Ted as he looked at them for the first time, "fuckin' beautiful."

He couldn't take his eyes off them as he wiped his hands down the front of his shirt. he reached his hands out and and took hold of each one. "Ooooh fuck, they feel good," he said as he massaged them in his hands moving them round and round with a circular motion, squeezing them more and more. His excitement was clear to see from the sweat breaking out all over his face. 

After a few minutes he took her by the waist and sat her on the bed next to him, still unable to take his eyes off her magnificent tits. He pushed her backwards so as to make her lie down, all the while his breathing was getting heavier and heavier.

He looked along the length of her body as the lust he felt for her became unbearable. He again grabbed one of her tits, squeezing it roughly as his bulky frame rolled against her, he forced his mouth against hers and began kissing her excitedly.

"Mmmm oh yes, oh yes, you're fuckin' gorgeous you fuckin' tease, oh fuck yes!" he moaned as his wide open mouth seemed to be trying to devour her entire face. 

She closed her eyes to try and imagine it was someone else as his hand released her tit and felt its way down her body to her thighs. Dragging his hand back up he grabbed her skirt, pulling it up to her waist. His fingers found the waisband of her panties and began to creep down inside. As the disgusting old man slobbered with excitement all over her face she knew she had to face the inevitable. She parted her legs slightly to allow him access as his hand went lower into her white lace panties until his fingers found her lovely moist cunt.

"Ooh yes..... ooh yes, lovely lovely..." he kept muttering as two of his fingers began to push their way inside her. As his fingers went into her cunt his tongue forced its way into her mouth as he moaned and groaned, sweating with the overwhelming excitement.

His fingers went in deep and he began stirring them around inside, getting her wetter and wetter. Feeling this he released her mouth and said to her, "you love it, oh yes your cunt is soaking."

The truth was again she was starting to enjoy the feeling, just as she had done with George. Somehow being treated this way by disgusting and dirty old men was an immense turn on for her. She would try not to, but just couldn't help getting excited by what was happening to her.

He saw her nipples getting bigger and harder as she lay there with her eyes closed. "Oh fuck!" he said as he pushed his face into her tits with his mouth wide open sucking as much in as he could.

She looked down to see him ravishing her tits with his mouth, his head covered in sweat. "Ooh please stop...please," she pleaded as she tried to fight the feelings stirring inside her. But she couldn't help it as her cunt got wetter and her nipples got bigger and harder.

"You dirty old bastards are all the same," she said deciding to accept what she reluctantly knew deep down she was feeling, "you all love my tits, don't you...eh? you dirty old sod!""

"Mmmmmmmmmmm...." was all he could answer as he continued his assault on her.

"Get my cock out, go on," he asked her as he released her tit from his mouth and looked into her eyes, "please, please get it out."

She reached over and undid his trousers before instructing him to take them off.

"Oh yes...yes," he moaned as he hurriedly pushed them down and off together with his underpants. His cock, though not as long as Georges, was thick and looked to be as hard as concrete. "Oh jeeez, yes, yes!" he groaned as he felt her fingers wrap around it, "fuck that feels good!"

As he lay on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor she maneuvered herself around and knelt between his parted legs. All he could do was stare in awe at her beautiful face and her huge firm tits as they jiggled around in front of her.

She raised herself slightly so her tits were just above his erect cock before she began to lower herself downwards. He watched his cock vanish in between them and let out a long sigh as she took her tits in her hands and squashed them around it.

"Oh fuck yes..." he said as he saw the tip of his cock appear through her cleavage. Sticking her tongue out she flicked its very tip, spontaneously he began to buck as the sensation was all too much. Reaching down he took hold of them himself and squashed them harder around his desperate cock as he began fucking her tits for all he was worth, pumping his cock between them.

"GOD!!!! YES, OH YES!!!!" he cried as almost instantly he found he could hold out no longer.

Suddenly his cock errupted, load after load of his dirty spunk shot across her lovely sweet face. "Oh fuck yes...yessss!" he moaned as he watched his filthy sticky seed hit her across the face three or four times before the torrent subsided and the remainder dumped itself all over her lovely big tits.

He let out a long sigh feeling thoroughly satisfied as his body went all limp on the bed.

She reached for the box of tissues on her bedside table and cleaned herself up. Pulling her tube top back over her tits and smoothing her skirt out she was aware that old George was still waiting outside, probably nursing a huge erection.

She was now so turned on that she needed satisfaction and she knew he would be desperate for the same. So, with the devil now in her, she decided to tease him a little before letting him have what he wanted. 

She left the bedroom and walked past George waiting patiently in the hallway. He looked her up and down as she walked through to the lounge, giving her ass a sexy little wiggle as she went. He followed her through, desperate to get his hands on her he grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it down on the huge deep pile rug that lay in front of the fireplace.

"Here, now!" he called to her as he dropped to his knees and ran his hand over the rug in an invitation to come and lie down. Before she could respond he had pulled off his grubby old trousers and underpants, his huge hard cock standing up like a flagpole.

She approached him slowly, "lie down then," she said to him.

His eyes widened with excitement as he hurriedly did as she asked, laying on his back with his head on the cushion.

"What do you want?" she asked him.

"Ooh I want you....now. My cock is so fuckin' hard...please!" he pleaded.

"I seem to remember the first time we met you liked looking up my skirt, didn't you....you dirty old man!"

"Ooh yes...yes!"

He lay there looking up at her as she approached him placing one foot next to his head, she stepped over and placed the other foot the other side. She stood over him and looked down at the hungry lustful look in his eyes as he stared straight up her skirt.

His cock was in desperate need of attention and she knew it as she enjoyed teasing the old boy. "How close would you like to get...eh?" she asked him as she slowly lowered herself to her knees parting her legs a little more to give him a better view.

"Ooh please, please I want it," he said as he stuck his tongue out as far as he could and wiggled it around in the air. He was trembling with excitement as he looked at the crotch of her lovely white panties just inches above his face.

Slowly she lowered herself down, his head vanished under her pleated skirt as she felt his tongue start lapping at her panty crotch. She was already wet from her experience with Ted, but now she was really losing herself in the whole thing.

He put his hands on her ass cheeks to take some of her weight as she sat herself down on his face. His moans were muffled as she began grinding herself against him. Opening his mouth wide he sucked on her pussy mound and his tongue pushed her panties into her lovely wet slit.

She reached under her skirt and pulled the crotch of her panties to one side and began humping his tongue. He was in heaven as she rubbed her cunt harder and harder all over his face, soaking it with her juices.

She looked over her shoulder to see his swollen hard cock pointing straight at her, pre come oozing from its tip. She needed it inside her now, her desperation for an orgasm was unbearable.

She raised herself from him, much to his dissatisfaction, and crawled backwards down his body. 

"Oh God yes...." he whispered as he realised what she was doing. With her hands on the floor either side of his head he felt her cunt brush the tip of his cock. He looked into her beautiful face as she began lowering herself onto it. His cock was so in need of relief that he couldn't help but thrust it straight up her all the way. At the same time he pulled her top down causing her tits to spring out in front of his face.

He grabbed them with both hands and squeezed them roughly as he slammed his cock hard and fast into her soaking cunt. He raised his head and locked his hungry mouth over one of her nipples, sucking it like crazy.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 03



"God....fuck me...harder...HARDER!" she cried as her cunt took the pounding of its life, "fuck me with that big dirty cock you dirty old bastard!"

She squashed her huge tits into his face as hard as she could, "you dirty old men are all the same," she said through her ever shortening breathe, "you all love my big titties, mmmm? I catch dirty old men like you all the time looking at them."

All her talk drove him over the edge as his balls tightened, he grabbed her ass with both hands and dug his fingers in deep as he pumped his cock hard and fast into her. With his face buried in her massive tits he thrashed his head from side to side, licking and slobbering all over them.

"AAAAARGH!!!! YES...YES!!!" he cried out as his cock exploded into her, he kept pumping and pumping his spunk into her for what seemed like ages until he had no more left and fell limp under her.

She looked down at him feeling rather satisfied, although at the same time confused. She saw a filthy old man and knew she shouldn't have enjoyed what had just happened, in fact she even felt a little disgusted with herself. But, at the same time as soon as they started working on her she couldn't help getting turned on.

She climbed to her feet, her tube top still around her waist showing off her beautiful big tits. "I think thats enough now," she said to George.

"No way....not yet, I haven't finished with you," he answered.

"No, neither have I," came the voice from behind.

She spun round to see Ted standing in the doorway looking slightly ridiculous. He had nothing on from the waist down, but still had on his shirt which was way too tight around his middle. His cock stood out hard proud under the shadow of his pot belly.

He reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her back through to the bedroom.

"No...please don't," she pleaded, "I've had enough.....please."

He simply grunted at her as he threw her face down onto the bed. He told her to take her panties off and get on all fours. Reluctantly she did as he asked and he knelt on the edge of the bed behind her.

"What a lovely fuckin' ass!" he said, "ooh yeah, you parade around in them short skirts all the time stickin' your fuckin' ass out you prick teasin' bitch."

He lifted her skirt out of the way with his left hand and brought his right hand down with a hard "SMACK!" across her lovely firm round cheek.

"Oh yes, yes, yes!" he went as he smacked it over and over, "your such a naughty naughty girl!"

The pain, although stinging, was bearable as she closed her eyes tightly waiting for the next smack. Instead she felt his cock push against her still moist pussy.

With sweat pouring from his forehead he couldn't believe he was actually going to fuck his dream girl. Unable to stand the wait any longer he grabbed her firm meaty hips and plunged his hard cock deep into her. "OH FUCK YES!!!" he cried out as the sensation was out of this world. He drew it back until it was almost out and then plunged it in again. This he continued doing getting faster and faster each time.

She didn't want it but again her body betrayed her as she couldn't help but start to enjoy what was happening. With every deep thrust her pussy got wetter and wetter and she enjoyed it more and more.

Her concentration was broken by a pair of hands grabbing either side of her head. She opened her eyes, it was George, his big hard cock was bobbing around just in front of her face. Feeling quite turned on now she instinctively opened her mouth to allow it in.

George let out a long satisfied groan as she sucked his needy cock into her lovely sweet mouth. His desperation was such that he had no time to mess about and instantly started fucking her face hard and fast.

She could hear the two old men moaning and groaning as they fucked her from each end, she couldn't help but find the whole experience the biggest turn on she had ever known. She reached under and grabbed Teds swinging balls in her hand, rolling them around in her fingers.

"Oh yeah, you love it you dirty bitch!" Ted cried as she played with them. The more he fucked her the harder she sucked, old George was finding it all too much as she sucked harder and harder, her tongue pressed hard against the under side of his cock.

He forced it deep into her throat without a single thought for her, thrusting harder as he gripped her head tightly.

Ted was nearing his climax as he reached under and grabbed her heavy tits as they swung around beneath her. Squeezing and mauling them all over he couldn't hold back a moment longer as he bucked against her.

"SHIT!!! OH FUCKIN' HELL!!!" he called out as his balls emptied the biggest load of spunk they had ever produced deep inside her. More and more kept coming as he bucked away, his hands gripping her massive tits tightly. Gradually he began to slow and his grip on her loosened as he pumped the final drops from his cock.

After a few moments he pulled his cock out and collapsed face down on the bed next to her.

George was oblivious to all this as he was lost in his own world, he felt himself about to come as he carried on fucking her face. "Yes take it take it, ooh yes take it all!" he called out as he felt the spunk gush through his cock.

Mandy sucked as hard as she could for the old boy as his balls slammed against her chin. Masses of the dirty foul tasting stuff shot down her throat, she swallowed as fast as possible as his balls emptied themselves into her mouth.

As he finished he looked down and said to her, "suck it clean, mmmmmmmm thats it," and she dutifully obeyed. After she had licked every last drop of spunk from his old cock he slipped it from her mouth and sat back on the floor exhausted.

She looked at the clock, "you have to go!" she suddenly said in a slight panic.

"What....why?" asked George.

"My boyfriend will be here soon, if he finds you here God knows what he'll do."

Quickly she threw their trousers at them and hurried them to get dressed.

"B...but I haven't finished yet, I'll be ready to go again in a few minutes," complained Ted.

"Look, he's a six foot tall body builder and he'll kill the pair of you..... then he'll kill me!" she told them.

Now with everyone in a panic they got dressed as quickly as they could. As she tried to usher them out of the house they couldn't help but grab a quick feel before they left.

"Go...go!" she pleaded with them as they stumbled out the door.

Ted was halfway up the path when george turned to her and said, "look he hasn't got a copy of the tape so what you do with him is up to you, I really don't care I only needed him to find you. But I have got copies and so I'll expect you at my house after work on friday....ok?"

"W....what?"

"You heard," he said as he looked over his shoulder to see Ted had gone, "if you don't want this boyfriend of yours, or anyone else for that matter to see it you had better do as I say."

Unable to think straight she quckly agreed asking him to now go.

"Oh one more thing," he said as he was about to leave, "I understand you work in an office?"

"Erm..yes, yes."

"Then I'm sure you wear stockings and suspenders," he said with a wink.

She knew what he meant as she watched the dirty old boy walk away.

Instead of going back to Teds house old George went straight home. Ted had no idea where he lived and old George smiled to himself as he went on his way knowing that he would be having many more encounters with the gorgeous Mandy.



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 04



As friday night approached old Georges excitement just grew and grew, he hoped she would remember to wear stockings and a suspender belt as this was one of his many 'kinks'. He couldn't wait to see her again and enjoy her sexy young body some more.

Friday came and as the clock on the wall showed 7 o'clock George began to wonder if she was coming. 8 o'clock came and went as did 9 and 10. Frustrated and angry he went off to bed as he realised he wasn't going to be seeing her that night.

Unsure what to do over the weekend he decided he would have to show her he was serious and that if she didn't comply with his wishes the consequences would be far worse. His anger was brought on mainly by his sexual frustration, he was desperate to have her again and again, there was no way he was going to let her go.

He obviously didn't want to send copies of the tape to her friends or family as this would mean playing his trump card and would leave him with nothing to blackmail her with. After giving it some thought he decided to involve her neighbour Ted again. He had told her that Ted hadn't got a copy of the tape and so had no hold over her, but as she wasn't playing fair that would have to change.

He didn't want to actually give Ted a copy as he couldn't risk him being stupid by maybe giving anyone else a copy or, more importantly, letting any of Mandys friends or family see it. If that happened it would all be over, and so the idea was to let her believe that he has a copy.

First thing monday George went over to Teds armed with a note and a copy of the tape shoved into an envelope. 

"What happened to you the other day?" asked Ted as he invited him in.

"Oh sorry, just got nervous and went straight home....sorry," replied George.

"Thought maybe I had seen the last of you."

"No no of course not," George said with a nervous laugh realising that Ted had no idea that he hadn't intended seeing him again at all, "look I'm not stopping I just wanted to tell you that I'm going to tell her that you have a copy of the tape too, that way you can play with her all you want without me having to be here."

"Ok......thanks, that's great....but erm...can I not have a copy anyway, you know for my own pleasure..." asked Ted unable to see why not.

"Sorry but I would rather keep it for myself, if you don't mind, but trust me she will think you have a copy." answered George.

Oh...ok then, as long as she thinks I have a copy then thats all that matters.....thanks," replied Ted as the thoughts of how much fun he was going to have with the hot little minx began to race through his mind.

"Don't mention it," said George, "I'll get her to come and see you tomorrow morning first thing, she'll be all yours."

"Oh fuck yeah, fantastic, I can't thank you enough." Ted's excitement was clear to see as he grabbed Georges hand with both of his and gave it an over enthusiastic shake.

"Right, I'll sort it, just leave it with me and I'll see you soon maybe.....ok?" 

"Ok ok...sure you don't want to stop a while?"

"No...really I'm sorry, things to do."

"Oh...ok.....oh just one thing."

"What?"

"Tell her to come dressed for college will you?"

George just nodded with a knowing smile on his face as he turned and left. Ted closed the door and just stood there for a moment as he gathered his thoughts. That two minute conversation was going to make such a huge difference to his life, he was going to have one of the sexiest girls he had ever known at his mercy and there was going to be nothing she could do about it.

When Mandy got home from work that day she found the envelope from George waiting for her on the doormat. On opening it she saw the video tape inside together with the note. She didn't have to play the tape as she knew what was on it already, her heart sank as she began to read the note. It said......

"The tape is just a reminder in case you've forgotten me. I told you to come and see me on friday and you disobeyed. As a result Ted now has a copy. I WILL see you this friday or more copies will be distributed next week. George. P.S. Call in sick tomorrow as Ted is expecting you first thing in your college uniform."

She felt sick to her stomach, she knew she should have gone to see him on friday and now she had only made things worse for herself. What could she do? the fat old man next door was a disgusting lecherous old pervert, she had suffered his leering at her and his filthy comments for months. She had hoped that the other day had been a one off and that would be it...... What a mess she was in.

The following morning Ted awoke with his usual early morning erection causing a tent under the sheets. "You're in for a treat today old fella," he said as he looked down at it with a broad smile across his face. Although extremely desperate for some relief he wanted to wait and save all his spunk for the gorgeous Mandy, the thought of her had his balls so full of the stuff they were fit to burst. 

He got himself out of bed and, wearing nothing but an old dark blue dressing gown, began walking aimlessly around the house waiting for her to call, every few minutes checking out the window to see if she was coming.

"Come on come on..." he muttered as he kept looking at the clock praying that she was going to come, all the while trying to control his frustrated excitement. The thought of having her in his house all to himself was the stuff of his wildest fantasies.

At just after 8am there was a gentle tap on his back door. Stunned for a second he couldn't believe that she had come, it tapped again and quickly he went through the kitchen to open it.

As soon as it opened she darted inside before he could even speak, obviously not wanting anyone to see her.

There she was, standing in his kitchen in her full college uniform looking just as he had seen her countless times before. He found it hard to pull his eyes from her great big tits trying to burst their way out of her crisp white blouse. Together with her blazer, her little short skirt and knitted white stockings she looked like a dream. 20 years old and so ripe, Ted felt sure that his cock might just explode there and then.

She looked at the fat sweaty 61 year old and wondered what the hell she was doing. She knew very well that things could only get worse if she didn't do as she was asked but the look in his hungry bulging eyes was filling her with dread. His dressing gown only just reached around his middle, such was the size of his pot belly, his balding head was covered in beads of sweat making his excitement obvious for all to see.

"Look at you.....oh God just look at you," he said almost in a trance as he stared at her standing there. "My my... that blouse looks tight," he continued as he looked at the straining buttons holding back her huge tits. "They seem to be getting bigger.......are they?"

"What?" she asked as she realised he was asking her a question.

"Your tits," he said as he pointed at them, "are they getting bigger?"

"Erm...no, no they're not," she answered somewhat embarrassed. The truth was different however, over the past few months she had grown from a 34EE to a 34F.

A smile came across his face as he sensed she was not being completely straight with him. "Ok...if you say so, come on through," he said as he led the way into his living room, "don't be shy." 

He sat himself down on the edge of the sofa with his knees parted and took a good long look at her, she stood several feet away from him in an attempt to stay out of his reach.

"Oh yes....." he began as his eyes wandered all over her body, not once looking at her face. "What a fuckin' incredible body you've got, have you any idea how many times I have had to look at you dressed like this? You've been driving me insane for months...... I have never in my life met anyone who turns me on as much as you fuckin' do."

She stood frozen in silence as he continued. "God you're just so fuckin' gorgeous, come over here." His eyes carried on looking her over as he licked his lips and gestured for her to come closer.

She could see how desperate he was for her, obviously an ugly fat old man like him doesn't get chances like this too often and she knew he was going to make the most of it........just like old George.

"Please don't," she pleaded in vain, "please."

"Closer sweetheart," he said in a soft voice, "come and stand here," he said pointing to the floor between his feet.

"I....I can't...please don't make me...please."

He was getting more and more excited as he ignored her plea, the way she was dressed, her incredible body and her oh so beautiful face made her his ultimate fantasy, he desperately wanted to savour every second of this.

She realised as she looked at the dirty fat old pervert there was no choice but to do as he said, and so, reluctantly, she slowly stepped closer until she was standing between his parted knees.

His face was getting red and his breathing grew louder and louder as he put his fat sweaty hands on her bare thighs between her skirt and the tops of her stockings.

She could feel his hot breath as he placed a gentle kiss on her leg just where it emerged from under her skirt.

"Oh yes, yes, so lovely, so very lovely," he whispered as his hands slowly began moving up under her skirt. With each kiss of her leg he went upwards inch by inch, his hands moving her skirt gradually higher and higher.

His cock was crying out for relief but he wanted to make it last as long as possible, her skin felt as smooth as silk as his hands went further and further until he had raised her skirt enough to see her white panties.

"Oh beautiful," he whispered as he saw them come into view, "oh God how beautiful." He filled his nostrils with her scent before leaning his head forward and gently running his tongue along her panty covered pussy, "mmmmmmm ooh fuck yes," he moaned as he did it again and again, taking his time relishing the whole experience.

She couldn't look at him as she felt disgusted, she wanted to turn and run but something was making her stay. Was it the fact that he had a copy of this video that he could blackmail her with, or was it something more, something she didn't want to admit to herself.....did she enjoy being a plaything to these dirty old men?

She had to resist these feelings, she couldn't let anyone think that she was turned on by all this, especially not Ted...or George. After all she was a girl with looks that would allow her to have any guy in the world she wanted......any handsome young guy, no way would a girl like her ever choose these filthy old men.....would she?

He moved one hand around behind her and onto her ass, it felt so meaty and firm as he gave it a much deserved squeeze. "God that ass feels good, mmmmm oh yes so fuckin' tight," he murmered as his other hand moved between her legs at the very top of her thigh.

He looked up at her only to find he couldn't see her face as his line of sight was blocked by her massive tits just above his head. He leaned back slightly and saw she had her eyes closed and was chewing on her bottom lip. This made him smile to himself as he knew she was starting to enjoy it all.

She realised he was looking up at her and one more time pleaded, "please don't do this...please, I don't want this I'm begging you one more time...please."

"Yes you do you little tease," he said quietly, "you know you do."

She probably did but didn't want him to know that, or even admit it to herself, "please don't....please...."

He looked back at her pussy concealed inside the lovely white lace panties and stretched his fingers up the inside of her thigh until they were pushing the material against her now moist slit. He worked them inside the crotch of her panties and felt the warm wetness of her juicy cunt lips against his fingertips. His excitement was reaching fever pitch as he teased her a little for a few moments making her wetter and wetter. Then slowly he began pushing two fingers between the soaking lips amazed at just how wet she was inside, further and further into her they went until he was up inside her as far as he could. This caused her to draw a huge intake of breath as the sensation sent a shudder through her body.

He slipped the two fingers out and saw how they were covered in her juices before he plunged them up into her again. 

She let out a moan,"mmmmmmmmm...oooooh...oooh." It was clear that she was now getting right into it and so Ted started thrusting his fingers in and out of her faster and faster, loving the sight of her getting so turned on. His hand was now almost a blur as he finger fucked her as fast as he could. The juices just poured from her all over his hand as the squelching sound from her cunt echoed around the room. 

She was now getting completely lost in it all as she placed a hand on his shoulder to support herself before her legs gave way beneath her.

He began to slow down, wiggling his fingers around inside her as he got slower and slower. Eventually he stopped and slipped his fingers out, as he did her juices poured from inside her and down her leg.

"What a lovely wet cunt....ooh you dirty dirty girl," he said as he looked at her beautiful wet pink pussy lips.

He had held himself back long enough, now his cock was in desperate need for satisfaction and he couldn't mess about a moment longer. He dragged her panties down to the floor and she stepped out of them. Before throwing them to one side he couldn't help but bring them up to his nose for a quick sniff.

He slumped back into the sofa and threw his dressing gown open revealing his horrible pot belly and of course his painfully hard cock. He grabbed her by one arm and dragged her on top of him, she had no choice but to kneel on the edge of the sofa astride the wheezing bloated old man causing her short grey skirt to stretch tight across the tops of her strong young thighs. He hooked his fingers under the hem and pulled it up to her waist then reached behind her, grabbed her firm ass with both hands and lifted her onto his desperately hard cock. 

"Oh God yes!!!" he cried as at last the self induced torture was at last over. She was so wet that she easily slipped all the way down its full length, her hot wet tunnel seemed to grip his cock tightly all around.

As she sank down onto it he felt the tip of his cock push against her womb. He was in heaven as he looked at her still fully clothed in her uniform sitting on his cock. As she sat there she couldn't resist grinding her cunt hard down onto him. Without hesitation he grabbed her tits and began mauling them through her blouse constantly muttering to himself.

"Ooooh yes yes, oh lovely tits...ooh lovely beautiful big tits...fuckin' hell."

His blood was boiling and his heart was pounding like a drum against his chest as his excited desperation took over. He ripped her blouse wide open and after a pause to admire her lovely white lace bra he went to rip it off.

"No no!" she cried wanting to save the expensive garment from being ruined, "let me."

He stopped in his tracks and watched as she undid the front clasp and brushed it aside to reveal her wonderous huge tits, her nipples pointing at him like bullets.

"Shit yes!" he cried as he squeezed them tight with both hands. He continued his constant muttering, "oh I love your fuckin' tits, so big, oh yes they're so fuckin' lovely and big." He opened his mouth wide and pushed his sweaty red face into them and began sucking on one of her swollen nipples, all the while bucking into her harder and faster.

She was of course now so turned on herself that there was no turning back. This horrible fat old pig of a man was driving her mad and she started jumping up and down on his cock wanting more and more. 

"Come on you dirty fat bastard fuck me with that cock...come on...come on!!!" Her sudden cries sent him over the edge as all the spunk he had been holding back could be held no longer. Releasing her tits from his grip and grabbing her head tightly with both hands he pulled her face to his and shoved his tongue deep into her mouth.

At that moment his spunk was finally released, it surged up his cock with such incredible force and errupted like a volcano as it exploded into her over and over. He released her face and just stared at her huge firm tits as they bounced around violently in front of him. He took them again in his hands and pushed them against her chest as he squeezed them as hard as he could.

"YES..OH FUCK YES!!!" he cried out as he pumped more and more of the hot sticky stuff deep into her tender wet cunt. He had built up so much that he thought he would never stop, he had never experienced anything like it before. 

Eventually the torrent subsided and he emptied his final drops into her. As he slowed he looked into her face properly for the first time, her skin was so soft and smooth, her lips full and pouting, he could have drowned in her beautiful brown eyes. "God you're so beautiful," he said in an almost tender and loving way. 

When she looked at him however all she saw was the bloated red face of a dirty old man, a candidate for a heart attack if ever she saw one. His glasses looked painful as the frame dug deep into the sides of his head, his eyes bulged from their sockets and his mouth seemed to drool constantly. 

As she climbed off she saw his cock was still semi hard as it lay against his belly. She had just had an incredible orgasm and, feeling satisfied, wanted to leave. 

He had other ideas however and told her to sit down next to him. As she did he instantly pulled her in close and started kissing her roughly on the mouth, his tongue diving in deep as he kissed her harder and harder his body shaking with passion. She was just such a turn on that he wanted more and more, he couldn't get enough of her. 

Pulling his head away he looked down at her bare tits, groaned quietly and placed a sweaty hand over one and began groping and mauling it.

"Mmmmmmmmm," he said softly as he enjoyed feeling it all over. "I've wanked myself off dreaming of squeezing these things more times than you'll ever know."

The disgusting old pervert carried on doing this for several minutes, his cock growing harder by the second. She saw what was happening and knew there was more to come. Reluctantly she admitted to herself that she was enjoying it, just as she had done each time with old George.

She lifted her feet onto the sofa and curled up next to him. Her hand seemed to have a mind of its own as it went down and wrapped around his now fully hard cock, causing him to let out a long sigh.

"Oooh thats nice," he whispered "oh wank it for me.....please."

With that her hand started moving up and down his thick veiney shaft, her touch was so soft and gentle as she felt up and down its length. He was in heaven as he continued feeling her tits with one hand while holding her close with the other.

"Oh that feels so goooood.....why not give it a little suck for me.....mmmmm?"

She looked into his eyes, "aaw no...do I have to?" she complained giving him a sorrowful look.

"Yes you do," he whispered, "go on.....just for a few minutes......please."

He watched as she lowered her head towards it, he released her tits and placed a hand on her firm round ass cheek as it raised off the sofa as she leaned across. His other hand rested on the back of her head and he applied a little pressure to move her lower. Then he felt it, it was an amazing feeling, her sweet lips gently brushed the tip of his aching cock. She teased it more and more with just tender kisses and the odd lick of her tongue.

"Oh please...please suck it...please..." he begged her pushing her head down harder. 

As she sucked it into her lovely mouth the sensation was out of this world."Fuckin' hell!!!" he called out, "oh God thats fuckin' wonderful."




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 04



As she sucked harder on his cock her round ass cheek jiggled with each movement she made. He began kneeding the flesh with his fingers working his way further towards her cunt. Just as he ran a finger along her wet slit he knew he couldn't help himself and was already about to come again. He held her head down hard as he bucked into her mouth, there was no way he could release her as the excitement took over, he pumped her face faster and faster.

He looked along her body to where his fingers were now penetrating her cunt. The cheek of her ass looked fantastic as it jiggled and wobbled with every thrust he made. Looking back down the sight of his cock deep in her mouth was too much and he felt his balls tighten. He threw his head back and gritted his teeth as he lost all control and his cock exploded into her mouth. He held her head down tightly ignoring her muffled protest as he pumped load after load of his foul sticky spunk deep into her throat. The sensation was so intense, far better than in his wildest fantasies as his pace slowed and he emptied the final drops into her before slumping back in a heap completely exhausted.

She pulled herself away and gave him an annoyed look as she got to her feet and went for a drink of water to wash the disgusting taste out of her mouth. When she came back into the room she noticed him looking at her. He was covered in sweat and looked as if he was completely spent.

As she started to straighten her clothing he seemed to jolt back into life. "Take them off."

"What?"

"Your clothes, take them all off...everything."

"B..but I thought that we had...."

"Now!" he barked, cutting in as she tried to speak.

She had to do as she was told and so slowly took everything off, she glanced over at him as she did, only to see him playing with his fast hardening cock muttering away to himself, "yes yes oooh yes, go on mmmmmm."

Soon she had removed all of her clothing, this was the first time that he had seen her completely naked, he wasn't disappointed.

"Fuckin' hell," he whispered as he admired the perfection of her body. Her skin was so smooth and completely flawless, tanned all over to a rich golden colour. He noticed how narrow her waist was compared to two things. Firstly the outward flow of her shapely hips, and also, more importantly, her large firm tits that seemed to eclipse most of her torso.

"On the floor," he ordered.

As she lay down she knew how excited he was and so decided she should have some fun herself and maybe tease the dirty old pervert a bit.

She lay on her back on the floor with her knees apart in the air. He was looking straight at her open wet cunt as she ran her hand down her body and through her fine blonde pubic hair. Her other hand drew one of her huge tits up to her mouth and she began sucking on it. As she slipped a finger into her cunt she let out a moan, "look at how wet I am," she said in a teasing girly way, "you've made me so wet...you dirty old bugger."

His erection grew stronger and harder as he couldn't believe what she was doing. She closed her eyes and started rotating her hips as her fingers went deeper into her, she looked so tempting....so inviting."

"Oh God!!!" he cried as he could watch no more. He lifted himself from the sofa and dropped to his knees between her parted legs. She opened her eyes and saw him there staring at her playing with herself hoping he was going to give her the fuck of her life.

She drew her fingers from her cunt and brought them to her mouth. Teasingly she parted her lips and licked them with her tongue before putting them into her mouth and sucking her juices off.

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned as she released her tit and moved both hands down to her cunt. She placed her fingers either side of it and pulled it upwards and apart displaying her pink fleshy clit. It was soaking wet. 

That was it, "Fuckin' hell!!!" he cried as he fell on top of her, his cock finding its own way straight up her cunt. It went all the way in as far as it could as he instantly began fucking her, hard and fast he pounded away at her with incredible power.

This was what she needed as his cock thumped and pounded into her. He grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the floor as he buried his face in her neck kissing and licking her like a rampant dog. She tried to push him off as she 'played' the reluctant victim, "no no you dirty bastard no," she cried out pretending to protest but deep down loving the rough treatment.

She thrashed her head from side to side as he continued fucking her, he knew she was only playing but this kind of roll play was an incredible turn on for him.

"Ooh take it you cock teasing little bitch," he went on as he held her down tighter, ramming his dirty fat cock into her faster and faster, his mouth now slobbering and sucking her tits all over.

"NO NO NO!!!" She cried as she struggled beneath him.

He couldn't get enough of her huge firm tits and sucked and chewed on them more and more groaning and moaning as he rubbed his face all over them.

Every thrust of his cock into her now drenched cunt was sending her crazy as she continued to 'try' and fight him off. The dirty fat pig was just using her lovely young body for his own disgusting pleasure but she was loving every second of it.

She lifted her legs in the air and wrapped them around his huge sweaty back. "Oh you dirty bastard, fuck me harder come on harder, harder," she cried, suddenly forgetting all about their little roll play and simply needing to be fucked harder than she had ever been before.

Suddenly she let out a huge cry, "AAAAAAAHHH!!! YES YES!!!" as the most intense orgasm came from out of the blue and washed right over her, "FUCK MEEEEE...FUCK MEEEEEE!!!" she cried as another one followed instantly, "AAAAAAAARGH!!!"

He carried on pounding as he grunted into her ear, "you love it.......I knew you were a dirty slut." He moved his face across hers and locked his mouth over hers pushing his tongue in deep to the back of her throat, "mmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmm," he went as he sucked on her face, slobbering like an animal.

Pulling his head away he shouted out, "SHIT I'M COMING!!! SHIT SHIT!!!" Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her grabbed it in his hand and started wanking furiously. He cried out, "AAAAARGH!!!" as ropes of spunk shot out flying all across her body landing on her tits her neck her face, so much of it she thought it would never end as she watched. 

As he slowed a smile came across his red face, "Oh yes....mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm." He looked down at her, naked and covered in his spunk. He squeezed the final drops from his cock allowing them to drip onto her ravaged cunt.

As he finished he sat back on his heels puffing and panting heavily for a minute or two before he turned and climbed back onto the sofa.

She just smiled at the pathetic exhausted old boy as he sat there. "Aaaw is that it? I could go again," she said teasingly as she got to her feet and leant over him dangling her tits in front of his face. 

Completely exhausted he lifted a hand and gave one a squeeze. She pulled away and said, "what a shame....maybe next time...eh?"

He was exhausted but managed to utter a few words, "I have a friend...that I would like you to go and visit....he would so appreciate it."

"What?....who?"

"Just an old pal....it would mean a lot to him to get a visit from a beautiful young lady."

"No...sorry I don't think so," she answered firmly.

"I don't think you have any choice.....do you?"

She thought for a moment and knew that of course she hadn't any choice at all.

"Who is it?"

"Just a friend, he's not been well for a long time, just go and see him and cheer him up a little. Here I'll write his details down for you, maybe you would like to call on him tomorrow."

With that he took a scrap of paper and a pencil from the table beside the sofa and scribbled something down. He reached out and pressed it into her palm as he said quite firmly, "don't let me down."

She knew what he meant. "O...ok, I'll go and see him, just to visit, nothing else....." 

Unable to speak he just smiled as his eyelids grew heavy and started to close, she felt both nervous and excited, who was this man he wanted her to go and see?

Within a minute he was snoring away sound asleep. She got to her feet and very quietly dressed herself as best as she could with a torn open blouse. She looked back at her dirty fat old neighbour and, knowing how much he must have enjoyed the experience, had a little smile to herself.

"God these old boys can teach the younger guys a thing or two," she thought to herself. 

Feeling completely satisfied she took this as her time to leave and let herself out through the back door. She ran around the back to avoid being seen holding her blouse closed with her hand as she went.

She was in for a busy week.......oh well what is a girl to do! 



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 05



Back at home after her morning with Ted, Mandy put the piece of paper he gave her on her dressing table, undressed and took a much needed shower.

The 20 year old still felt confused by her enjoyment of these encounters, she knew it was wrong and as always after the event she was a little disgusted and embarrassed by what she had done. 

She was ok however as long as it remained a secret, she couldn't stand the thought of anyone finding out. If they did it would just be terrible, she would never be able to live down the humiliation. Her only consolation was the fact that she could tell herself that she was being blackmailed...forced to do these things. Although deep down she knew the truth was not quite so straight forward. She had always been a bit of a tease and seeing the state her mere presence got these old boys into was quite a turn on...she really couldn't help herself.

She carried on with her shower and began thinking how this was all starting to get out of hand, she had to somehow get these video tapes from these old men. This could go on for ever and despite her reluctant enjoyment of it all she knew she couldn't allow that to happen. So for now it would have to continue but she would soon have to start thinking of a way of bringing it all to an end.

As she stepped from the shower and dried herself she took the folded piece of paper and opened it out to read. There was simply a name and address on it and nothing else. She knew the address to be a nursing home for the sick and elderly not too far away, she couldn't help but wonder who it was.

Over the next hour or so she kept returning to the piece of paper and looking at it getting more and more intrigued wondering what she should do, until eventually her curiosity got the better of her.

She knew she had to go anyway and so decided not to wait until tomorrow as Ted had instructed, but take some control herself and go today instead. After all she could just go to see and if she wasn't happy with anything she could just leave and then deal with the consequences after.

She dressed herself, and while pulling her blonde hair back into a pony tail she admired herself in the mirror.

She had chosen to wear a nice short red tartan wrap around skirt that fitted snug around her shapely ass. She had on her white knitted thigh high stockings that always went well with it showing the usual few inches of bare tanned thigh between stocking top and skirt. On top she wore a tight red lambswool sweater that clung to her body like a second skin, showing off the size and shape of her tits to perfection.

Pleased with the way she looked she set off to pay a visit to this stranger confident that he would be pleasantly surprised...whoever he was.

She arrived at the old folks home and went in only to be greeted by a nurse.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"Erm...yes, yes I'm looking for this man," she replied handing the piece of paper over.

The nurse looked at the piece of paper with a puzzled look on her face, then looked Mandy up and down. "You want to see Bernard?"

"Yes please...if you don't mind?"

"Are you a relative?"

"Erm yes...yes I am."

"Well you're the first relative I think we've ever seen, he usually just has his friend to visit, nobody else."

Mandy realised the nurse was suspicious and so tried to explain that he was a distant relative and she had just tracked him down and would like to meet him.

"You know what he can be like do you?"

"Like?...what do you mean?"

"Well, lets just say he likes the ladies...the female nurses refuse to look after him, it's left to the male staff to do. I mean he may be bed-ridden but those hands of his are prone to wandering...if you know what I mean." 

Mandy began to grow a little nervous, what had she let herself in for, she couldn't turn back now it would look too suspicious.

"Oh, don't worry I'll be fine...I just want to have a quick chat with him that's all." 

"Well ok, if your sure," the nurse replied as she looked up and down the lovely young girl before her. She looked so out of place, "he's going to love you," she muttered under her breathe before directing her to a room at the end of a long corridor.

"Just knock and let yourself in," said the nurse, "don't worry he can't get out of bed."

She noted the slightly worried look on Mandys face, "go on he doesn't bite...just keep beyond the reach of those wandering hands though...ok?"

"O...oh ok, yeah don't worry I'll be fine," she replied.

As the nurse left Mandy was stood wondering what was the other side of the door, she had the strong urge to turn and leave, she knew that would be the smart thing to do. But she had come this far so she knew she had to go in, after all Ted had told her to 'visit' this man, so that was what she had to do.

She gave a gentle tap on the door as she opened it slowly and went in. All there was inside was a couple of old chairs, a bedside table, a wardrobe an old television set and, of course, a bed.

She heard a cough that made her jump, it came from the direction of the bed. She thought at first it was empty, but as she approached it she saw there was an old man in it...a very old man.

"Hello," she called out nervously.

"Who's that?" came the response.

"I...I'm a friend of Teds, he asked me to come and visit you for a while...i...is that ok?"

"A friend of Teds?" he asked as he tried with great effort to pull himself up the bed a little to see who it was, "what is it you want?"

"O...oh Ted asked if I would drop in to visit you, and erm as I was passing I said I would...i...if that's ok?"

Her nerves subsided as she saw how old and pathetic the man was, he was obviously very weak and certainly not the monster the nurse had led her to believe.

Bernard was a friend of Teds from a time when they worked together many many years ago. They soon learned that they shared a common interest...women! An interest that often got them into trouble as they would constantly harass the girls where they worked. Back in those days sexual harasment of female staff was accepted more as part of the every day life at work but these two used to go too far. A quick pat on the bum was one thing but cornering the junior secretaries in the stationary cupboard and trying to feel them up was a whole different matter.

In the decades that have passed since that time the two of them had remained good friends and still to this day shared their common obsessive interest in the opposite sex.

Bernard was much older than Ted, now in his 84th year and in poor health it had been a few years since he had been able to leave his room. The only contact he had was Ted, and of course the male nurses that took care of him. Since the female staff refused to go into his room the only women he ever saw were on tv, and so this visitor was a very pleasant surprise.

He put his arm out and fumbled around on the bedside table for his glasses to get a good look at her.

"Come closer come closer!" he asked abruptly.

As Mandy stepped closer her heart went out to him as she saw how white and drawn his face was. He had no hair on his head, all he had was a few patches of grey stubble around his chin and the usual old mans hair growing from inside his ears and nose. 

He seemed to breathe with some difficulty through his constantly open mouth, which didn't have a single tooth left in it. A truly pathetic frail sad old man, who was obviously reaching the end of his days. She saw him as no threat whatsoever and so thankfully this was not going to be what she expected. There was no way at his age and in his condition he was going to have any sexual interest in her, he was so obviously past all that. In fact she just felt so sorry for the helpless looking old man.

How wrong could she be...looks can be deceiving and although Bernard was weak and helpless he still had one part of his anatomy that worked as well as ever. In fact if anything his cock was over active and his constant frustration was sometimes unbearable, hence the incidents with the female nurses.

He sensed her naive innocence as he told her to fetch a chair from the corner to sit on. As she went to get it he couldn't help but watch the sexy movement of her lovely cheeky young ass under that short skirt. She bent slightly to pick it up, as she did he hoped he might get a glimpse of her panties.

"Bugger!" he thought to himself as she straightened herself up before he could see anything.

As she turned and walked back with the chair she saw him watching her and gave him a kind smile blissfully unaware of his thoughts. She had no idea that he was marvelling at the size of her tits as they jiggled and bounced around.

She sat herself down and crossed one leg over the other giving him a great view along the length of her outer thigh all the way to where her ass met the seat.

His face seemed to light up as his eyes drank in her beauty, this was the first female he had seen in a very long time, and what a gorgeous young thing she was. She had no idea that under his bed covers his frustrated old cock was hardening as they spoke. 

She introduced herself properly and they made small talk about the weather and what was happening in the world for a while. As Bernard began to tell her a little about himself he could see a kind look in her face and decided to play on her obvious sympathetic nature. He went on chatting for a few minutes until he got to the point where he was telling her how long he had been alone in that room and that the only time he would ever leave it would probably be in a wooden box.

It was working as her heart was breaking with sadness for him, "you poor old thing," she thought and just wanted to reach out and give him a huge hug.

He told her how Ted was the only visitor he'd had for years and how nice it was to see someone new. This made her feel a little emotional and she reached out and placed her hand on the back of his where it lay at his side.

"What about you?" he asked as he enjoyed the feel of her hand on his, "tell me about yourself."

As she told him a little about her life she thought how much happiness she was bringing to him as he seemed truly interested in what she had to say. The reality was rather different, his mind was interested, but not in what she was saying. She was just the sexiest thing he had seen since God knows when and he wanted desperately to feel those beautiful big tits and find what secrets were hidden under that short skirt of hers, she was driving him crazy.

He would have given everything he had, even his remaining time on this earth just to have her for a few minutes.

As they carried on talking it soon became obvious to Mandy that he had no idea who she was, she could only presume that Ted hadn't told him she was coming. 

As the conversation began to dry up and the silent pauses became longer the only noise that could be heard was the wheeze of Bernards breath. So she thought maybe she should leave so he could get some rest.

"I guess I had better be going then," said Mandy as the silence became more awkward.

"Oh no...no please don't, not yet...please," he pleaded as she got to her feet.

"Oh...erm," she said as she looked at her watch, "well...ok then, maybe I can stay a little while longer."

As she was on her feet she took a slow walk over to the window commenting on the fact that at least he had a fairly nice view.

"Yes it is," he said, only the view he was referring to was the one of her rear end in that sexy little skirt. As she looked out she rested her hands on the chest of drawers that stood in front of the window and leaned forward slightly. Old Bernard watched the back of her skirt rise with excitement as she leaned further and further forward. 

"You can see for miles," she said as she admired the view.

"Yes...yes you can..." replied Bernard desperately praying that she would lean further.

She straightened herself back up which was a great disappointment to the old man...but only for a moment. She folded her arms and then leaned across the chest again, only this time resting on her elbows causing her ass to stick up in the air and her skirt to rise much higher instantly giving him what he had been waiting for...a clear view of her white cotton panties stretched tightly across her beautiful ass cheeks.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing, what an incredible sight. How he wished he was younger and fit enough to get out of his bed, go up behind her, grab her by the waist, and ram his cock straight up her tight young cunt.

After a few moments she stood up straight and came back across to him, arms still folded under her massive tits. She was still unaware of his thoughts, his cock was now rock hard and desperately in need of some attention.

"Could you bring me another pillow?" he asked in a frail voice, "they're in the wardrobe."

"Sure," she said as she went to the wardrobe and took one out.

"I...if you could just slip it under my head, I'm getting a stiff neck you see."

Forgetting what the nurse had said she went and stood next to him with the pillow in her hand. Seeing him struggle to lift his head up she put her free hand behind it to assist. As she did this she tried to slip the pillow in behind him which was not as easy as she thought, in fact it was rather awkward to do.

That's when she felt something, it was his hand behind her and resting on her waist for support. This wasn't a problem for her until she felt him move it down and onto her ass.

"The dirty old sod!" she thought, unable to move without dropping his head and maybe hurting the frail old boy. She decided to put up with it as she struggled to get the extra pillow under his head.

Her tits were bouncing right in front of his face as she wrestled the pillow into place. She looked down and saw him gawping at them with his toothless old mouth wide open. Just then he lowered his hand from her ass and down the back of her thigh, her skin felt so smooth he truly couldn't help himself. She continued to wrestle the pillow into place when she felt his hand begin to move upwards and under the hem of her skirt. Just in time she finally got the pillow in place and quickly stepped away out of his reach.

"I'd prefer it if you kept your hands to yourself!" she snapped feeling somewhat disappointed with him, "I think I had better go, don't you?"

As she said that she saw a great sadness come across his face and his eyes appeared to well up with tears.

"I...I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me...please forgive me...please." The tears seemed genuine as they rolled down his cheeks from his sorrowful pleading eyes. "It's just been so long since I've been in the company of someone so beautiful...I'm so sorry...I don't blame you if you want to go."

He had guessed her weakness to be her kind and sympathetic nature and he was playing it for all he was worth. 

She saw how upset he was and realised that she couldn't be so cruel, she felt so desperately sorry for him.

"Please don't cry...please, I'm not going anywhere, I'm sorry it was just a bit of a shock...it must be very hard for you, please don't upset yourself."

"Thankyou," he said as he began to calm down.

"It's ok really," she assured him, "lets just forget it happened...ok?"

"Ok."

She sat herself on the edge of the bed and patted the back of his bony old hand reassuringly. She noticed how his old fingers were bent out of shape and every vein in his hand was clear to see through his tissue thin white skin.

He sensed there was a chance that he could use her sympathy to his advantage and so started laying it on thick. He told her how ill he was and that he only had a short while to live, possibly just weeks. He went on to tell her how sad his life had been and he was even thinking of ending it all now rather than wait for the inevitable.

He knew he was getting somewhere when he noticed her eyes begin to water. "Don't say that," she told him, "there must be something worth living for."

"Not for a bed ridden old man like me there isn't," he replied sadly.

"There must be something."

"No...there's nothing, I can't see any point in going on sometimes."

"Please don't be sad, I don't like to see anyone sad," she pleaded with him, "there must be something that would help to make you feel better."

He looked longingly into her eyes. "Well there's always something, but when your old like me it's never going to happen."

"What is it?" she asked him, "please tell me."

"I can't," he said as he brought his trembling old hand over his eyes, appearing ashamed and embarrassed.

"Yes you can, tell me...please..."

"I don't know...you'll probably be horrified." he told her.

"Come on, just say it...I want to help."

"Well, I can't remember what it feels like to touch a woman. I...I don't have much time left and I know I am never going to feel the soft tenderness of a womans body again," replied the crafty scheming old boy.

He saw her pause to think for a moment and so he wiped a tear from his eye, just to really pull at her heart strings.

"I...I told you that you would be horrified," he said to her through his wheezing breath.

She felt so sorry for him and if this was what she had to do to make an old man happy in his final days then how could she be so selfish as to not grant his wish.

"You can touch me...i...if you like."

"Really?" he asked as his face seemed to light up at the thought.

"Of course," she said as she shuffled along the bed a little closer to him.

His open toothless mouth seemed to quiver and his hands trembled as he raised them from the bed towards her unable to believe what he had just heard her say.

"Are...are you sure?" he asked as his eyes went straight down to her tits.

"M...may I?" he asked politely as he held his hands up in front of them.

"What?" she replied.

"May I...you know...please?"

His entire body seemed to tremble as he waited for her response.

What choice did she have, "yes...yes of course."

The expression on his pathetic old face was a picture as he placed his hands against them and slowly began to sink his crooked bony old fingers into them amazed at how incredibly firm they felt. His eyes seemed to almost pop out of their sockets as he watched his hands feeling and squeezing this magnificent and beautiful pair of tits through the thin lambswool sweater.

She found it all a little creepy and couldn't watch turning her head to one side looking down at the floor. She knew it was the right thing to do giving this man a little pleasure in his final days and it wasn't going to hurt her or cost her anything, so why not.

He was in heaven as he massaged her huge firm breasts, squeezing them harder and harder. He wanted more and so he lowered his hands to her waist and began lifting her sweater upwards. As soon as she realised what he was doing she took hold of his hands and said, "no, I don't think that's a good idea."

Realising he couldn't push his luck too far he stopped, but instead simply slipped his hands under the front and onto her bare stomach. It was very toned and smooth, she obviously kept herself very fit. She took her hand away and looked back across at the floor, which to him was a sign that this was ok and so his hands crawled ever so gently upwards. Soon his finger tips felt the fine lace detail of the underside of her bra, and so, still receiving no objections, his hands wandered higher until he had both lace covered tits firmly in his grasp.

"Ooh thankyou," he whispered, "thankyou so much, this is just what I needed."

Suddenly she snapped back to the reality of what was happening and realised he was getting too excited. She took his arms and pulled his hands out from under her sweater. "I think we had better stop now," she said quite firmly.

However he had other ideas and with her still sat on the edge of the bed he rested his hands on top of her thighs and began sliding them up under her skirt. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 05



"Now you're getting too carried away!" she said as she got to her feet and stepped back beyond his reach.

"Look what you've done to me," he said in reply as he lifted the bed covers and threw them over to one side exposing his huge erection thrusting up through the opening in his old pyjama trousers.

Mandy looked down and was stunned at what she saw, she didn't think he had it in him to get it up but there it was...and it was huge...incredibly huge!

"Please touch it for me...please!" he begged.

Not knowing what to do she said, "I...I think I'll go to the coffee machine I saw as I came in and, erm leave you to sort yourself out. I...erm I'll be back shortly." With that she turned and quickly left the room clearly embarrassed.

Now she was out of the room Bernard reached for the phone beside the bed and called Ted to find out who she was and what this was all about.

Meanwhile down the hall Mandy got herself a coffee and took a few minutes to compose herself. She knew she had been naive and foolish, after all inside that weak and frail exterior he was still a man, just like the rest of them. The one thing she couldn't stop thinking of however was the size of his cock, it was by far the biggest she had ever seen. It was truly awesome, it had to be almost a foot long and thicker than her forearm.

"Put these thoughts out of your mind," she told herself as she finished up her coffee and headed back to his room.

When she got back she saw he had a sinister smile on his face as he turned his head on the pillow towards her. "Look I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you away," he said taking short wheezing breaths, "It's just that in all the years I've been stuck in this bed I never dreamt that I would ever see a woman again, let alone one like you."

"I...I do understand and I want to help you, but You must behave," she told him.

He lifted his weak hand off the bed and beckoned her closer. As she approached she saw his covers were still off and his cock was still standing rigid. It didn't seem to fit with his feeble old body, it was just so huge she found it hard not to look she never knew they could be that big.

"C...could you cover yourself," she asked as she stood at the side of the bed.

"Well, I would but I have a problem, as you can see," he told her, "and Ted tells me that you're just the person that can help me out."

She pulled her gaze away from his monster cock and looked straight at him shocked by what he had just said. "What?"

"I've just got off the phone to him and he says I'm just to tell you what I want and you'll do it...is that right?"

She thought for a moment horrified at the prospect of being at the mercy of this disgusting bed-ridden old man. He was far different to the other two, much older for a start and the idea that she may have to have sex with him was surely too much to ask. But what could she do? She couldn't risk making things worse for herself by not doing as she was told. The only consolation was that he was so old and weak that he wouldn't be able to force himself on her.

"Y...yes that's right," she said reluctantly.

"So if I asked you to show me those gorgeous fuckin' tits...you would!"

Without saying a word she took hold of the bottom of her sweater, paused a moment and then pulled it off over her head.

In an instant he was looking at her tits securely held in her lacey white bra. "Take it off," he said almost in a trance.

She reached behind herself, unhooked it and slipped it down her arms and dropped it on the floor.

"Fuckin' hell!!!" he said in a loud whisper, amazed at how such huge tits seemed to defy gravity, "what a incredible fuckin' tits!"

After a nervous pause she decided to get it over with and stepped up to the edge of the bed, placed a hand on the mattress to his far side and the other on the headboard for support. With her tits now just above his face she lowered herself towards him. 

He watched excitedly as they came closer and closer until her nipples were brushing his mouth. Without hesitation he grabbed them in his hands opened his mouth wide and started sucking and chewing hard on them, his moans and groans showed his obvious excitement. 

She reluctantly began to feel that all too familiar pleasure that she couldn't avoid as his toothless old mouth chewed on her swelling nipples and his creepy old hands mauled and groped at her flesh. Having no teeth meant there was no pain as he chewed harder and harder, in fact it felt strange, nicer, more enjoyable.

"My cock...please touch my cock!" he pleaded, his voice muffled by the mass of tit meat in his face.

She looked down at his smelly throbbing gigantic cock patterned by the blue veins that went up and down its length. Lifting her hand from his side and still supporting herself on the headboard she reached down and tried to wrap her fingers around it but it was too thick.

To her surprise as soon as she touched it and started to run her hand along its length he let out a groan spunk instantly flew from its tip. She held onto it and began pumping it for him causing ropes of the filthy stuff to fly everywhere over and over again. She was amazed she had never seen anyone come so quickly, he must have been so desperate.

As the torrent subsided she looked back at him, somewhat relieved to see he was still alive. "Mmmmmmm I needed that..." he whispered.

Thinking that must be it she let go of his cock and tried to straighten herself up, only to find he still had a firm grip on her tits and wasn't about to release them.

"As I said, I needed that...now I can really enjoy myself," he said in a sinister tone.

He took her hand and placed it back on his still hard cock. "That's it, be a good girl," he told her.

As her hand roamed over it she couldn't believe in his condition he would be able to continue. She had come to realise that she had this affect on men but this old boy could barely lift his head off the pillow and yet his cock was still hard and wanting more.

Her mind started to wander as she carried on playing with his cock, she still couldn't get over its size. It was incredibly impressive all gnarled with deep ridges all along it. She tried not to but couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like buried in her pussy, if indeed it would fit!

As she stood by the bed leaning across him with her tits in his face and his cock in her hand she felt his crooked boney old hand go up the front of her skirt and grab at her pussy. She seemed unable to stop what was happening as he began rubbing her cunt through her damp panties.

"Ooh lovely," he groaned, "what a lovely wet cunt, oooh your panties are soaked."

"No, no please don't," she protested looking down at him as he continued sucking and chewing hard on her tits while talking to her.

"Oh yes, yes I think you mean please DO!!!" he said to her and on the word "do" he thrust his bony frail old fingers past the edge of her panties and straight up into her juicy wet cunt.

"Oh yes!" he moaned as he felt around deep inside her lovely wet tunnel. "Oooh I'm going to be ready to come again in a minute," he said, "and this time we don't want to waste it...do we."

She couldn't speak as she wrestled with the mixture of feelings going around inside her head. That giant cock looked so good and the feel of his gums chewing hard on her nipples together with his fingers up her cunt was turning her on so much. But then look at him, he's so old and disgusting...what should she do!.

He pulled his fingers out and began to tug her panties downwards. "Come on come on, take them off!" he begged in desperation.

Without a moments thought she unhooked the wrap around skirt and threw it to the floor quickly followed by her panties.

He was stunned by her naked beauty, was this incredible looking girl really going to let him have his way?

He didn't have to wait long to find out as she climbed onto the bed and straddled his ailing old body. His cock was so big that she knew she had to go carefully. With her eyes closed, not wanting to have to look at him, she took the base in her hand and pointed it up in line with her cunt. Steadily she lowered herself until the head was starting to part her lips, it was by far the largest thing she had ever felt penetrate her.

Bernards excitement was beyond anything he had ever experienced as he felt her lovely juicy cunt squeeze itself over the tip of his desperate cock. He watched as she lowered herself two inches and raised herself one, then lowered two inches and raised one, carefully allowing her cunt to stretch around his monsterous tool. He just prayed that his old ticker would see him through to the end.

Eventually she was all the way down, "ooooh God that's amazing..." she couldn't help saying. Still with her eyes closed and lost in fantasy she starting to rotate her hips round and round. The walls of her cunt were stretched to the limit as his cock pushed its way into her far deeper than anything she had ever known before.

He knew he couldn't last long. Her cunt was so tight and wet as it constricted his cock, she was so young and beautiful and had the sexiest body he had ever seen in all his life. He needed to come...and soon. She was driving him crazy and things only got harder when she started playing with her tits, squashing them together with her hands, lifting them in turn to her mouth and sucking on her nipples. He knew his massive cock was having the desired affect. 

Suddenly she fell forward, her hands landing either side of his head her blonde pony tail falling over her shoulder. She squashed her tits against his face and began rubbing them into him. This was the moment he had been waiting for as he locked his arms tightly around her waist and started ramming his cock in and out of her, the adreniline pumping through his body giving him more energy than he had felt for years.

She wailed and screamed as his monster cock pounded and pumped into her tight cunt, he slipped his hands down and grabbed her lovely meaty ass, sinking his fingers into the tight young flesh. With every upward thrust her juices covered his cock more and more, unable to escape past the tightness of her cunt walls gripping his cock.

Suddenly he could take no more and he let out a cry, "AAAAAAAAAAGH...AAAAAAAAAGH!!!" His spunk exploded into her, it kept on coming as he thrust into her over and over as hard as he could.

The feeling of what seemed like gallons of hot spunk being pumped into her by such a monster of a cock sent her over the edge into the biggest most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. "AAAAAAAAAAAA..YES, YES, YESSS!!! FUCKIN' HELL, YES, AAAAAAAARGH!!!"

As he kept pumping her full of his spunk her orgasm just continued on and on. "YES!!! OH YES!!! CHRIST WHAT A FUCKIN' COCK!!!!!" As she writhed and squirmed on top of him he was loving it, feeling and groping different parts of her body. He even managed to lock his toothless old mouth onto hers and forced his dirty smelly old tongue in, twisting it around hers. She allowed him to lick and slobber in her mouth and even thrust her tongue back into his. He was in heaven as the final drops of spunk emptied from his tired old balls.

After a few moments she pulled her mouth away and sat herself upright. "Oooooooh fuckin' hell that was good," she said quietly.

He just smiled as he admired her firm beautifully developed young body as she sat there on his 84 year old cock.

Soon her orgasms had subsided and she had to hold herself still unable to move for a few moments until her tender cunt had calmed down. After a minute or two she lifted her shaking body off of his magnificent tool. As it came out it was as if someone had pulled out a cork, what seemed like gallons of fluid gushed from her cunt all over the bed. Unable to support herself she collapsed face down on the bed along side him.

After a few minutes she raised her self off the bed only to find him sound asleep with a smile on his face. Quietly she climbed off the bed and got herself dressed. "I can't go on like this," she thought to herself trying not to think of how much she had just enjoyed the orgasm of a lifetime. "I have to take control of this situation...it can't continue." 

Once dressed she looked down at Bernard to check he was still breathing. He was, but as she checked she couldn't help but marvel at the size of his now limp cock as it lay across his stomach. 

As she crept quietly out of the room she knew she still had her appointment with George on friday. She had to somehow get her hands on them tapes...but how?



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 06



The following morning Mandy lay in her bed going through the previous days events. She couldn't believe what she had done, she felt the usual mixture of embarrassment and disgust, but this time she also felt physically sick at the thought of the state of old Bernard. 

"You stupid idiot," the beautiful young 20 year old thought to herself as the image of the bed ridden dirty old man went through her mind. "How could you? how could you?" she kept muttering to herself as she seemed unable to quite believe that she had let such a vile and disgusting old man get his own way with her.

She tried to console herself, at least it was only wednesday and she knew she didn't have to go to see George until friday, so maybe she should try to put it all out of her head until then.

Her folks had all left for work and so she got herself out of bed, had a nice long shower and applied her make-up ready for work. Her clean clothes were still out on the washing line and so she wrapped herself in her thick white full length dressing gown and went out to bring them in.

"Good morning sexy," came a voice that she knew only too well.

It was Ted standing the other side of the fence in his garden giving her a good look up and down. "Just checking you haven't forgotten what you're doing today."

"What? What do you mean?" she replied as she took her clothes from the line.

"You know, you're going to visit my friend today."

"Oh no," she told him, "I went yesterday."

"Well that was very kind of you but I told you to go today, so come on get yourself ready," he told her as he looked at his watch.

"No way......I.....I can't.....please."

"Oh yes you can," he replied sternly. "He was rather upset that you didn't say goodbye yesterday."

"B...but he fell asleep so I thought it best to just leave him."

"Well of course he fell asleep, he's a very old man. He was very disappointed to wake up and find you had gone.....he was enjoying himself so much," he said with a grin on his face.

She couldn't believe he was asking her to go back to see that ancient fossil of a man, just the thought of it made her feel sick, why was this happening to her? She knew she had to do as she was told but this was asking a hell of a lot. 

"Come on then, I have to be off to work in 30 minutes," he said trying to speed her up.

Ted was semi retired now and had a part time job collecting the trolleys in the local supermarket car park. It was a crap job but he enjoyed it, mainly because there were more than a few gorgeous girls that worked there giving the old pervert much to fantasize about.

"Let me in," he told her, " I don't have much time and I want to choose what you're going to wear."

"W...what?"

"Come on, come on," he said as he began to walk around to the front of the house.

With that she went back inside and opened the front door. Within just a few seconds Ted was standing in her hallway. She couldn't even bring herself to look at him she was so disgusted by the fat smelly old pig of a man.

"Oh before I forget," he said, "I need you to give me Georges address."

"Why?" she asked.

"Never you mind, just write it down here for me," he ordered handing her a note pad from the hall table.

She had to do as he said even though she was worried why he might want it. As soon as she had written it down he snatched it back from her and stuffed it in his pocket.

He paused for a moment to look up and down her as she nervously held her gown tightly closed. His gaze fixed on her chest, "what do we have under here?" he enquired as he went to move the top of her dressing gown aside.

"Stop it!" she barked as she swatted his hand away.

The dirty old pervert just smiled, "ok ok, calm down," he told her, "luckily for you I'm a bit pushed for time." Lucky for her but unlucky for him as his cock was already starting to harden just from being in her presence.

He turned and walked straight through the house and into her bedroom. "Right let's find something for you to wear," he said as he opened her wardrobe and began searching through her clothes.

"No," she told him, "leave my things alone."

He simply ignored her as he carried on so she tried to plead with him again. 

"N....no please don't make me go, I went yesterday......please...please." 

He stopped and turned to her with an angry expression on his face and said, "that was your choice now I'm telling you you are going and that's the end of it.......don't forget I have a copy of that tape and I'd be quite happy to show it to a few people."

She looked down at the floor knowing full well that she couldn't refuse as he turned back to her wardrobe and carried on going through her things. She had a lot of clothes and old Ted was enjoying going through them seeing what there was. 

"Well well, what do we have here?" he asked as he pulled an old carrier bag from the back. 

"None of that stuff fits me anymore," she told him, "it's only some old school stuff."

He emptied the contents onto the floor, it was her old gym kit from her school days. His eyes lit up as he saw a short navy blue gym skirt with matching navy blue panties. He picked up the two garments, "oh yes," he whispered. The skirt was so tiny he knew instantly this was what she was going to have to wear. Also in the bag was a navy blue button front school cardigan, again a few sizes too small.

"That'll do," he said throwing the things at her, "get them on now."

"B....but I haven't worn these things for a couple of years, I...I doubt they'll fit," she tried to explain knowing full well how she would look if she wore them.

"Just put them on!" he barked as he left the room for her to get dressed, "oh and no bra under that cardigan!" 

He had a plan to get over to Bernards before she did and set up the video camera that he had gone out and bought especially for this purpose. If George wasn't going to give him a copy of his tape then he would have to make one of his own just in case Mandy were to find out that he didn't really have one.

He was just about to leave when the bedroom door opened and she stepped out. He froze to the spot and stood there with his jaw almost on the floor. He knew he had no time to stay but he found it impossible to move.

"Fuck...in.....hell!" he proclaimed.

He didn't know what to do, he needed to go but there was no way he could leave her looking like that, she just looked so fucking incredible. The navy blue cardigan was so tight that the buttons were struggling to hold the front together, her nipples were clearly visible through the thin knitted fabric. When she would have bought it she was obviously not the magnificent 34F that she is now, the sleeves were the right length but the size of her tits stretched it so much around the body that the bottom was pulled up above her belly button. 

That in itself was too much to resist, but the little navy gym skirt and matching panties made for the horniest sight he had ever seen. The skirt was so short that it could barely conceal the beautifully shaped ass that was underneath. Any slightest movement she made gave a flash of the tight panties.

He let go of the door handle that he was just about to open and started walking towards her. "Oh fuckin' hell, fuckin' hell, oh yes..." he muttered as he approached her. He felt his face flush with excitement and his cock fully harden almost instantly.

She could see the look of lust in his eyes and side stepped with her back to the wall to keep away from him.

"Y...you said you had to go...." she said nervously.

"I do, but m...maybe I could just have a quick feel first," he replied as he just stared at her body reaching his hands out towards her.

Unsure what to do she turned and tried to run but the dirty fat old pervert was too close and too strong and pinned her face first up against the wall.

She felt his hot smelly breath on the back of her neck as he kept muttering, "oh yes, oh yes," over and over. Unable to move she pleaded with him to let her go but his bulk had her pressed hard against the wall.

He was so turned on that he couldn't stop himself, he knew he hadn't got the time but she looked so amazing, he just had to release the lust that was building like a pressure cooker inside him.

He buried his sweaty red face into her lovely blonde hair, it smelled so fresh and clean everything about her was just so beautiful.

Unable to move she felt his hot sweaty hands wander down the sides of her body and onto her hips. He whispered excitedly into her ear as his hands roamed across her ass, "oh God look what you do to me, you get my cock so fuckin' hard."

He began to fumble around and she heard the sound of his zipper being pulled down, she knew what was coming and knew she could do nothing to stop it.

He looked down her back at the way her ass stuck out under the tiny skirt showing off her panties. He took his smelly old cock out from his trousers oozing with pre-cum and pressed it against her panties between her gorgeous ass cheeks.

"Ooh you cock teaser, you drive me crazy you dirty little bitch," he puffed as he couldn't resist grinding his cock against her ass.

All the while she's trying to push herself away from the wall but this only served to heighten his excitement as it pushed her ass back against his cock even more.

As he slobbers and licks around her neck it makes her skin crawl, he reaches around her and cups her pussy in the palm of his hand. His breathing gets heavier and heavier on the back of her neck as he extends his middle finger and presses the crotch of her blue gym panties into the damp folds of her cunt.

Again she pleads, "no no please I don't want this.....please..." but the wetness he feels soaking through the crotch of her panties tells him a different story.

As he continues to hump his cock against her panty covered ass he knows he has no time to waste, the pre-cum is pouring from its tip and he can't hold out for much longer. 

He puts his arms around her waist and lifts her in the air, carries her through to the dining room and pushes her up against the table, the edge digging into the front of her thighs. Her struggling makes no difference as he puts a hand in the middle of her back and pushes her face down over the table. With the other hand he tugged her panties to one side exposing her lovely sweetly scented young cunt.

As he looked down the sight of her bent over the table in her gym skirt was more incredible than words could describe, "ooh look at that, look at that," he said as he admired her ass. He couldn't take it any more and pushed his desperate cock against her wet slit and, without hesitation, drove the filthy smelly thing right into her as deep as it would go.

"OH FUCK YESSS...YESSSSSS!!!!!!" he cried out, "OH GOD YESSSSS!!!!!!" 

No sooner was it in than he started thumping away into her, his heavy balls slamming against her with every thrust. He was already on the brink and knew it wasn't worth trying to make it last and so he just kept on going, harder and harder, faster and faster until in what was only a matter of seconds bucket loads of spunk exploded from his cock and pumped deep into her womb over and over again.

"OH YESSSS, YESSSSSSS, FUUUUCK!!!!" he cried as the immense satisfaction washed over him, "ooooh yes, yes, mmmmmm lovely, he muttered as the final drops were all too soon being pumped into her pulsating wet pussy.

With both hands on her ass cheeks he massaged them slowly as he brought himself back down to earth. 

"Ooh God I needed that, mmmmmm," he groaned as his body relaxed.

After a few seconds he stepped back and his cock slithered out of her juicy hole. Feeling satisfied he zipped it back into his trousers, smacked her hard across the ass and laughing told her to go clean herself up and get over to Bernards right away.

Without another word he turned and left, leaving her slumped over the table. She straightened herself up and went to the bathroom to clean up feeling angry and used but also reluctantly rather turned on by the whole experience. She even considered having a quick play with herself before she left but that would mean admitting to herself that she had enjoyed what had just happened and she couldn't do that. So she just put on a long overcoat to hide what she was wearing and headed off for the care home as she had been told to.

Meanwhile Ted had got to Bernards room where, being a late riser, he was still sound asleep. He positioned the camera on top of the wardrobe and turned it on to record. He checked that Bernard was still asleep before creeping back out only to meet Mandy coming down the hall.

"What are you doing here?" she asked him somewhat puzzled.

"Oh I...erm I was going to let him know you were on your way but he's fast asleep so I thought I had better leave him for you to wake up," he replied.

"Oh...ok...erm maybe I should just leave him to sleep then," she suggested in the faint hope that she might get a last minute reprieve.

"No, he wants to see you and I want you to wake him up in a special way."

"What special way, what do you mean?" she asked.

Ted took her coat by the collar pulled her close and said in a menacing tone, "I want him to wake up to find you sucking his cock, I know he would like that."

"W....what? p....please I...I don't,"

"Understand!" he said interrupting her.

She bowed her head in defeat before reluctantly saying, "I understand."

"Go on then," he said directing her to the door, "don't let me down, I will find out." At that he left for work, already over 20 minutes late.

She opened the door and quietly went in, it was quite dark with just a few rays of sunlight coming in between the gaps in the curtains. She approached the bed and shrugged her coat off letting it drop to the floor. As instructed she had on the tiny blue gym skirt and matching panties together with the undersized cardigan. She knew how sexy the outfit looked and seriously wondered if he would have a heart attack if he woke and saw her.

She noticed how loud his breathing was, he sounded so unhealthy and his chest crackled every time he exhaled. Nervously she lifted the covers off him and was surprised to see him completely naked, not a pretty sight, in fact he looked rather creepy. His frail old body looked terrible, every bone was clearly visible through his tissue thin white skin. This was the oldest man she had ever seen without any clothes on and the sight made her feel as if she might be sick.

As she stood against the edge of the bed she looked down at his monster cock laying across his skinny old leg. Even limp it was still much bigger than anything she had ever seen, it was simply huge.

She knew what she had to do and stood for a moment trying to prepare herself. The thought of putting this filthy old mans cock in her mouth filled her with disgust, but she had no choice other than to get on with it.

She bent over the bed and took the base of it in her hand lifting it from his leg. As her pretty young face got closer the smell of it was disgusting, much as you would expect an 84 year old mans cock to smell.

She closed her eyes tight as she nervously placed her sweet lips tenderly against it, the taste was as bad as the smell but she had no choice but to carry on. As she slowly sucked the purple head into her mouth she felt it instantly stiffen and grow. As it got harder and harder she placed her other hand around it too, even with both hands on it they only covered about half its length.

As she started to suck on it old Bernard let out a groan and chewed on his gums as a smile came across his face. She stopped for a moment and waited to see if he was waking up, then seeing he was still sound asleep she brushed her lovely blonde hair back from her face and bent back down to carry on sucking on his cock.

He thought he was just having one of his naughty dreams as he seemed to drift in and out of that state of not knowing if your asleep or awake. He knew he was feeling extremely horny, so much more than usual and the dream felt so real that his cock felt as if it was harder than it had ever been.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," he moaned as his hips started to automatically rise and fall over and over getting faster all the time.

Mandy struggled with both hands to hold his cock back from choking her. It was so big now that her mouth was stretched wide over the end of it as she tried to accommodate its massive girth.

The sensation was so incredible that pretty soon Bernard started to wake. As he came around he was confused to find the feelings were still there, if anything more intense. Thats when he flickered his eyes open and looked down to see Mandy leaning over his bed sucking him off.

He let out a gasp as the realisation suddenly swept over him, what an incredible way to be woken up. His cock was so hard and to wake up to find it in such a beautiful girls mouth was better than any dream he had ever had.

She knew he was now awake and, just wanting it over with, chose to try and ignore the fact as he writhed in the bed trying to force his cock up deeper into her mouth.

As his eyes focused he saw what she was wearing. "Fuck me!" he exclaimed at seeing that the little skirt she wore didn't cover her ass at all giving him a beautiful view of her panties as she leaned over him.

He twisted himself in his bed and reached his crooked old hands out for her gorgeous ass. "I want it....please I want it," he begged her.

She knew what he meant and turned her ass towards him to enable him to touch it. "If I give him what he wants this will be over sooner rather than later," she thought.

Instead of grabbing her ass though he took hold of her leg and tried to lift it on the bed. Somewhat confused she released his cock from her mouth and stood up to ask him what he wanted her to do.

"Climb on the bed, come on," he told her, "please, I want to taste your lovely sweet cunt."

She now knew what he meant and knew she had to do as he asked. So she climbed onto the bed and over him until she was knelt either side of his head with her feet pressed against the headboard. He couldn't take his eyes off the crotch of her panties as she positioned herself on top of him.

Now in the "69" position she took his dirty old cock back into her mouth and set about sucking on it as hard as she could swirling her tongue around it.

The tiny gym skirt was useless as it merely framed the gorgeous ass that was just an inch or two from his face. He brushed his nose against the crotch of her navy blue panties and breathed the scent of her cunt in deeply.

"Oooooooh.....God, oooooh....God" he moaned. The smell drove him wild as he continued to sniff and lick at the now damp fabric stretched across her cunt. He raised his crooked old hands and ran them up and down her legs feeling the smoothness of her firm tanned thighs either side of his head. 

He was overcome by a need stronger than anything he had ever felt as he hooked his bent old fingers under her panty crotch and pulled it aside exposing her lovely wet cunt. He admired it for a moment before pushing his face as hard as he could into it. His tongue drove deep inside as he licked and drank on her juices, all the while rubbing his face around all over it.

He grabbed at her ass cheeks and slipped two fingers from each hand into her now soaking cunt pulling it apart so he could see deep into her tunnel, his cock was unable to hold back any longer and he bucked his hips thrusting his cock to the back of her throat like a rampant dog.

She was getting out of control herself as she felt his bony old fingers against the walls of her cunt and his toothless old mouth chew on her clit sending her into orgasm. Suddenly she pushed her cunt back hard against his face and started grinding it around and around, her juices pouring from it all over him.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 06



With the most gorgeous ass of the most gorgeous girl in the world sat on his face old Bernard let out a muffled cry as his cock went off like a shotgun into the back of her throat. The seemingly endless ropes of smelly hot spunk were pumped from his cock over and over, more than she could cope with as it ran from the corners of her mouth and down her chin.

Digging his fingers into her cunt and his thumbs hard into her ass cheeks he tried to pull her apart as he pushed as much of his face into her soaking wet cunt as possible. Still his dirty old cock was dumping the foul stuff into her mouth it seemed as if he had been saving it up for the entire 84 years of his life.

Soon however he began to slow and she had no choice but to take it from her mouth and squeeze out the final drops with her hand.

After a few minutes he was finally empty and she decided to climb off. As she did she looked at his face beaming with a huge satisfied smile all over it.

Her legs were a little shaky as she tried to stand up straight next to the bed and she had to put her hands out to lean on the edge of it.

He lay there looking her up and down, his attention had been so taken up by her ass in the little skirt and panty set that he had failed to notice just how incredibly huge her tits looked in the short tight cardigan she was wearing.

She noticed his cock harden up again as he seemed to just stare with his drooling toothless old mouth wide open at her tits.

"I'll just pull the curtains back," she said as she tried to ignore the look in his eyes.

He watched her intently as she walked around the bed to the window and threw the curtains open. The sunlight streaming in illuminated her beautifully, her hourgass figure seemed exaggerated by the undersized clothing she wore, almost cartoon-like. 

"I thought girls like you only existed in magazines," he said to her.

She just answered with a nervous laugh unsure what she should do.

With great effort and some pain he dragged himself up against the headboard until he was sitting upright. She got him a few spare pillows and put them behind him to make it more comfortable. She stepped away as he let out a long sigh of relief at being sat up straight in his bed for the first time in ages.

"Now then gorgeous girl, let's see what you can do," he said.

"W...what do you mean?" she asked.

"Oh you know, give me a little show."

She knew exactly what he meant and so feeling rather embarrassed she slowly began to sway her hips in a sort of erotic dance style.

"That's it, that's it," he encouraged her.

After a minute or two she started getting into it much to the dirty old boys delight. She found him repulsive to look at and he gave her the creeps, but his cock however was a different story. It was standing bolt upright and kept twitching all the time, it was the most magnificent specimen she had ever seen.

The more she looked at it and the more she danced she couldn't help but start to get turned on. Still wet down below and feeling left unsatisfied from what had just happened she decided to throw herself into it completely.

She started touching herself, squeezing her tits together as she slowly unbuttoned her cardigan. She looked at him and licked her lips in a teasing way, then, leaving only the bottom button done up, she slowly pulled it open until her huge tits came into view, her huge erect nipples standing out like bullets.

"Oh God, yes, yes yes..." he muttered as he admired the way the huge firm mounds thrust out from her opened cardigan.

Seeing how turned on he was just made her worse as she began caressing them gently stroking her nipples with her finger tips. She could see his cock weeping pre-cum as he was trying to resist from touching it.

She slowly turned her back to him her ass swaying from side to side giving him repeated flashes of her panties under the little gym skirt. She reached down to touch her toes showing off her lovely rounded ass cheeks in all their glory.

He watched in a trance as she parted her legs and her hand appeared between them. She teased a finger under the edge of her panties and began slipping it inside her wet pussy letting out a long moan as she did so.

He couldn't just watch any longer he needed more he wanted her now, right now, his cock was screaming at him for satisfaction. "Come here, now," he shouted in desperation.

As instructed she straightened up and came to stand next to the bed right by him. He instantly reached out and took her by the waist pulling her closer causing her back to arch and her tits to thrust out even further.

"Oh fuck'" he said as he looked at the beautifully massive pair for a moment before pushing his face in sucking and slobbering all over them. His hands went down her back and he groped and squeezed her ass all over as he continued his assault on her tits.


She was now beyond the point of self control as she looked down at his swollen cock dribbling fluid from its tip. Pushing herself back out of his reach for a moment she pulled her panties off and threw them aside.

He moved across the bed and she climbed on laying down next to him. He wasted no time as he struggled to climb on top of her, she could see the frail old boy was having difficulty and so slipped an arm under him and helped him on. As he bagan crawling about over her she parted her legs and he fell into position between them. She could feel his cock nudge against the entrance of her cunt and so she hooked her hands under the back of her legs and lifted them high and wide until her knees were up by her shoulders.

Old Bernard was in love as he lay on top of her, he looked into her eyes and ran his creepy old hands through her lovely blonde hair. "Oh God you're beautiful," he whispered, and with that he drove his massive cock deep into her soaking wet cunt. 

Mandy could barely catch her breath as the monsterous thing rammed into her stretching her cunt so much that she felt it could split her wide open. He withdrew slightly and rammed into her again, this time all the way until his balls slammed against her ass, deeper than she ever thought possible.

"OH GOD!!!!" she cried as she instantly felt the beginings of an orgasm building inside her.

The 84 year old had a sudden burst of energy such was his excitement. He locked his mouth over hers and forced his tongue deep inside as he started grinding his cock around in her cunt. She was powerless to do anything about it as instantly her entire body shook with the most explosive orgasm. 

"AAAAAARGH YES OH YES!!!!" she cried as he released her mouth and buried his face into her neck. Feeling a second one about to wash over her she threw her hands back on the bed above her head in abandon. "FUCK ME, GOD FUCK ME!!!" she screamed. With that he pounded into her harder and faster, his balls crashing against her ass over and over again. Her cunt was getting the hammering of its life from this giant monster of a cock, she was loving every second of it.

He looked down at her huge tits as they bounced and wobbled around all over the place, "grab them and suck them you bastard," she ordered him. He didn't need telling twice as he sank his old fingers into the ample flesh, amazed at how incredibly firm they were for such a massive pair. Squashing them together he chewed down hard on her nipples causing her to thrash her head from side to side.

"Oh yes you dirty old pervert," she cried, "you love my big tits don't you!"

He just groaned as he chewed and slobbered all over them. That was it he needed to come he could hold it back no longer, the tightness of her wet cunt was just too much.

She knew he was ready and with her feet high and wide in the air she screamed out, "OH YES, FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARDER...HARDER!!!" With that his cock exploded like a fire hose into her, gallons and gallons of spunk seemed to be being pumped into her. He made no sound he just screwed his face up tightly as if in pain as he emptied his load into her. 

She wrapped her legs around his frail old back pulling him in as tightly as she could as the biggest of her many orgasms that day washed over her entire body.

After a few minutes he fell limp on top of her and tenderly kissed her neck and face allowing his cock plenty of time inside her to squeeze out every last drop of spunk. "Oooh your so pretty, I love you," he whispered as he went to kiss her on the mouth.

That was when she came back to reality with a jolt and quickly pushed him off. As he rolled over onto his back he smiled and gave a long satisfied sigh before closing his eyes.

She pulled her panties back on and buttoned up her cardigan before putting her coat on and, in a bit of a state of panic, left without so much as a look back.

Later that day Ted returned for the camera he had concealed. Bernard was sound asleep naked on the bed with the covers on the floor, Ted smiled at the obvious evidence of what had taken place.

Quietly he left to make his way over to Georges house armed now with his own tape.



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 07



That afternoon Ted and George sat and watched the video of Mandy and Bernard delighted with the new and more incriminating footage. After watching it they both soon realised that because she was told to start on him while he slept it could look as if he was an unwilling participant, to start with anyway.

This got them more excited as they talked it over. "We could tell her that if we showed it to the police then they may be convinced that she sexually molested him without his consent," said George.

"Yeah, I reckon we could get her so worried that she would do just about anything for us," commented Ted. 

The thought of how this could be used to blackmail her into doing far more got the two old boys imaginations working overtime. Sat playing with their erections through their trousers they discussed various fantasies they could have her fulfil.

"I think we should get her round here tomorrow night to show her what we have," said Ted.

"Good idea," chuckled George, "she's not going to be too happy."

"No I know," answered Ted with a huge grin on his face. "Right you call her and get her over tomorrow and I'm going to go home and make some copies."

"I don't have a number for her," George told him.

"I do," said Ted, and with that scribbled it down for him before leaving.

Later that day George made the phone call to Mandy and told her to come tomorrow, (thursday) instead of friday. He wanted her to come early as it had been a while since he had had her to himself and all the talking earlier and the new video had got him wound right up.

At this she started explaining how all this time off work was starting to make her look bad and she was getting worried for her job. Her department head had already made a few comments about the amount of time she'd had off lately. 

The head of her department was a little weasel of a man called Walter, in fact all the girls called him Walter the weasel due to his weasel-like features and his weedy 5ft 4inch skinny frame, a truly weak and pathetic little man. 

Unbelievably at the age of 58 Walter still lived at home with his aged old mother, one of those characters that everybody thought of as being a little odd. He had a small circle of friends but was generally something of a loner, working at the same job for more years than he cared to remember never making a fuss and always keeping himself to himself. 

The girls all found him rather creepy, always too shy to speak to them about anything other than work, but always watching them as they worked. Some of the girls were convinced that he was a bit of an old pervert as he often fiddled with himself under his desk as one of them would have to bend over to do some filing or lean across the desk to reach some paperwork.

The truth of it was that Walter was about as frustrated as anyone could be, spending years at work surrounded by sexy young women and only ever being allowed to look and never touch. The timid shy exterior kept hidden from everyone what he was really thinking. Walter had been going home every evening for many years now unable to help himself from jerking his little dick off fantasizing over the girls he worked with.

Over the last few months things had got harder for the poor old chap with the arrival of the gorgeous Mandy. She was more of a turn on than all of the others put together. He found himself even going to the toilet during the day to bang out a quick one unable to hold it until he got home. All of this was a secret the weedy little man had to keep to himself, along with one other thing.

He was so awkward and shy around women that unbelievably at 58 years of age he was still a virgin, never having the confidence to get a girlfriend.

Anyway hearing of Walter gave George an idea of how to get Mandy home early and at the same time indulge in a little fantasy of his.

George told Mandy what to wear for work the next day and then went on to explain exactly what he wanted her to do. He wanted her to pretend to be unwell during the day and need a lift home, but to ensure it was Walter that brought her. 

No sooner had he said this than she started objecting saying how she was in no way going to have sex with him. If she did it would be all over the office so fast and the embarrassment would be no worse than if the girls at work got to see that blasted tape.

As George tried to calm her down he went on to explain how Walter would be the one needing to keep it a secret more than her.

"I just want to see what he would do if he had the chance to touch you without you finding out."

"I don't understand," she replied.

"Well imagine if you passed out and he was alone with you," he told her, "what do you suppose he would do?"

She knew she had no choice other than to do as she was told and so listened carefully as George explained in detail what she must do. 

The following day came and Mandy did as she was told. She arrived at the office dressed in a black silk blouse, a little tight across her generously sized tits and nicely tapered in at her narrow waist. The black skirt she wore was short but not so short as to look tarty, but it was tight around her hips thighs and of course her shapely ass making it look just incredible. Underneath she wore a black lace bra with matching thong and suspenders which were clipped onto her sheer black stockings.

She looked unbelievably sexy but at the same time rather classy, something that was not wasted on Walter as he watched the 20 year old beauty come in and take her usual seat. As she crossed one leg over the other he noticed the outline of a suspender strap could be seen through the tightness of her skirt.

"God they're stockings," he thought to himself as he admired her legs encased in the sheer black nylon. Already the little weasel could feel a stirring in his loins and knew it wouldn't be long before he would have to scurry off to the toilet.

As the morning went on Mandy started complaining that she was getting a migraine and so went and informed Walter that if it got worse she may have to go home. As always when she spoke to him he seemed a little embarrassed and probably unaware that he conducted most of his conversation with her chest. When she turned and went back to her seat he couldn't help taking a lingering look at her sexy ass in the tight black skirt, an image he would probably store for his trip to the toilet where he would imagine his hands roaming all over it.

As 12 o'clock approached it was time to put into action what George had instructed her to do. She wasn't completely sure that Georges plan would even work as Walter was always so quiet and gave no clue as to what he really thought.

She again approached him and this time laid it on much thicker saying her migraine was one of the worst she'd had in a long time and wondered if she could go home.

"If you're that ill then of course you can go," said Walter in his usual polite manner.

"The trouble is," she went on, "I know it's a bit of a cheek but I don't suppose someone could drive me, I....I don't think I could manage on my own."

"Yes, yes of course," he replied, "erm, w...would you like me to take you."

"Oh, if you're sure you don't mind," she replied coyly.

This was just what was supposed to happen, so far so good, it seemed George may be right about him but she still wasn't so sure.

Out in the car park Walter got into his car and leaned across to unlock the door for her. As she got in and sat down he noticed her skirt ride up her thighs showing a good length of her stocking covered legs. He felt himself getting turned on as he noticed the edge of the darker band of her stocking tops just peeking out slightly from under her short skirt.

As she put her seat belt on too he couldn't help but glance from the corner of his eye at the way the way the strap nestled between her huge tits. Walter grew more and more excited as her perfume filled the air inside the car, sitting beside her like this was probably the closest he had ever been to her.

Her instructions were to take him to Georges house and pretend it was hers. The journey was torture for Walter, sitting this close to the source of so many of his fantasies trying not to give any indication of how turned on he was getting. As they drove through the town however he couldn't help but feel rather good about himself as he noticed people looking at her sat in his car with him. For the first time in his life he knew other men were looking at him with envy, this was a new experience for Walter.

When they pulled up outside she said she was feeling worse and would he mind coming in with her for a moment while she took her medication.

Meanwhile George had seen them arrive and, leaving the door unlocked so she could let herself in, took up his position. He had cleared some space out in the lounge cupboard that went under the stairs and had put a small stool in there so he could sit in the darkness and watch all the action through the slatted door.

Mandy walked in looking absolutely stunning, her lovely blonde hair down between her shoulders contrasted with the black of her clothing. Although not a tall girl in her heels she still stood several inches taller than weedy little Walter. The weasel followed her in trying not to make it too obvious that he was watching the rise and fall of her ass cheeks as they seemed to be trying to bust out of the tight fitting skirt.

"Thank you," she said to Walter as she sat down on the sofa and took some pills from her bag. Remembering everything she had been told to do she reluctantly continued, "would you mind waiting just for a few minutes until these pills take effect, it's just that they do the trick but they knock me out cold for an hour or two."

"S...sure ok," replied the little weasel.

"Once I'm asleep absolutely nothing can wake me so don't worry I'll be fine then and you can let yourself out." So with that she took the pills, that were actually only asprin, and lay down on her back on the sofa. After a few minutes she closed her eyes and pretended to drift off to sleep, just as she had been instructed.

All the while old George was sitting in the cupboard watching in silence waiting excitedly to see what Walter might do with this opportunity.

He stood there looking nervously around for a few minutes before going to the door. Just as it looked as if he was going to leave he paused, turned, and went back over to Mandy.

"You asleep?" he asked quietly. 

She pretended to be out cold as he asked her several more times getting louder each time. He leaned forward and gently smacked the side of her face to see if he got any response.

He looked at her as she lay still and his mind started going into overdrive, he went to the window and looked out before going to the front door and turning the key to lock it. He then went to the foot of the stairs and called out, "HELLO? ANYBODY THERE?" Confident that the house was empty he went back over to Mandy and stood in front of her, she looked so sexy and Walter was getting turned as he realised that he could probably touch her and she wouldn't have a clue.

He had been watching her every day for several months now only being able to look but not touch. This was surely too good an opportunity to miss, "maybe just a little touch, she won't know," he thought to himself.

Terrified that she might wake up he knelt beside her and placed his greasy little hand carefully on her shoulder to give her a shake. He looked along her seemingly unconcious body getting very excited at the prospect of touching the beautiful young 20 year old and getting away with it.

He again glanced left and right over his shoulders nervously checking that he was alone, one more time he called out, "HELLO!......HELLO!" There was of course no answer and, more importantly, no response from her, she didn't move a muscle.

He was as confident as he could be that it was safe to proceed, he had to take the chance this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. 

With his hand still on her shoulder he watched her eyes for any sign that she might waken as he began to move it down over her silk blouse. He began to tremble with excitement as he started to climb the steep slope of her breast. The feeling was out of this world as his hand slowly roamed over her huge silk covered tit until soon it was resting on top.

Unbelievably this was the first time he had touched a woman in this way in his entire 58 years. After a momentary pause to check that she was still sleeping he gave it a gentle squeeze, his entire body trembled excitedly as he started to massage it, squeezing harder and harder amazed at the firmness and size of it.

Mandy lay there motionless, she had been convinced that Walter the weasel wasn't like the others and would never have touched her. She began to realise however that all these dirty old men were the same, "oh my God every man I meet must be having the same thoughts about me," she thought to herself. 

Meanwhile in the cupboard George was overjoyed to see this pathetic little weasel making the most of his opportunity and his cock was pleading for attention.

"Oh my God," whispered Walter under his breath as he took her other tit in his other hand and began feeling it too, "they're incredible." His little dick was rock hard in his trousers at the excitement of feeling this young womans large and surprisingly firm tits, deep down he knew it was wrong but simply couldn't resist the unbearable temtation.

He looked along her body at the shortness of her skirt and, wanting to make the most of this chance, dragged his hands from her tits and felt his way along the sides of her body until he reached the tops of her thighs. He stopped as he felt the outline of her suspenders through the tight material of her skirt. He seemed to make some sort of pathetic whimpering sound of delight as he spread his hands out and rubbed them up and down feeling the tightness of her skirt over her thighs. He moved lower and lower until he was touching the silky smooth nylon of her stockings.

He stopped to check that she was still asleep and, happy that she was, he parted her knees several inches and held his breath as he raised her skirt and peered up it into the darkness. He was nervous but the urge to have a feel up there was overwhelming, and so very carefully he began to run his hand along her inner thigh. 

As it went higher he licked his lips as he came to the bare skin above her stocking tops, the hairs on the back of his hand stood up as he felt the warmth radiating from above. He was beyond the point of no return now and he moved higher inch by inch until he suddenly found his path was blocked.

He knew the warm softness he was touching was the crotch of her panties, and as he pressed his fingers against it he realised he was pushing them into the folds of her lovely moist cunt.

Walter was so aroused by what he was doing, he had dreamt of this for such a long time that he couldn't stop now even if he wanted to. 

As she lay there with her eyes closed Mandy found herself getting turned on by the mysterious wandering hands. With his fingers fumbling and poking at her cunt she couldn't stop her juices from starting to flow getting her crotch wetter and wetter. 

Walter let out a long sigh as he teased her panty crotch to one side and his finger tips touched her wet pussy lips. For a short while he just ran his fingers up and down the length of her slit amazed at how wet it was getting. Unable to control the temptation he wormed a finger upwards and felt it start to slip inside. Without realising what she was doing Mandy let out a quiet moan, it was just turning her on so much.

Startled by this Walter quickly pulled his hand from under her skirt and just knelt there frozen to the spot. Thinking that she had blown it she acted as if she was dreaming and rolled herself onto her side, she let out a long sigh and then lay still and silent appearing to be sound asleep. 

She was now laying with her back to him and her knees drawn up slightly which caused her ass to stick out over the edge of the sofa. Walter stayed motionless for a good minute or two until he was sure she was still out cold.

"Oooh that ass," he thought as he looked at it in the tight skirt pointing towards him. Only a few hours earlier he had been looking at it wishing he could touch it. But now he could do better than that, without even thinking he instinctively leaned forward with his mouth wide open and locked it over one of her lovely round cheeks. This was an ass that had always been crying out to be bitten like a ripe piece of fruit.

"Mmmmmmmmm," he moaned as he bit down gently, his hands wandering all over it feeling the tight smoothness of her skirt as it stretched around her.

After a few minutes he straightened himself up and gazed in wonderment at the incredible Mandy, still not quite able to believe his luck.  

As he grew more in confidence and the unbearable hardness of his cock overwhelmed him he decided to throw caution to the wind and, with some effort, he tugged the tight skirt up and over her hips. The sight of her two beautiful ass cheeks thrusting out towards him with the black lace triangle of her thong emerging out from between them was just incredible.

He couldn't control his urges and hoped she wouldn't wake up as he grabbed her ass with both hands and started groping at the firm rounded flesh. He pressed his face against it and kissed and licked all over her gorgeous cheeks while his hands roamed over the full length of her stocking clad legs.

His lust was out of control and he needed to relieve his dribbling cock without delay before he spontaneously came in his underpants.

He got to his feet and pulled his trousers and underpants down revealing his tiny, but incredibly hard, cock. The idea was that he would just wank himself off but as he dropped back to his knees he saw his cock was pointing straight at the crevice between her ass cheeks. He wrestled with the thoughts in his head for a few moments knowing it was wrong but at the same time not wanting to waste this once in a lifetime chance.

"Oh sod it!" he thought, and pulled the thong from the crack of her ass and pressed his rigid little tool against her tight little asshole. There was no way he could stop now, and so, lubricated with loads of pre-cum, he slowly started to push his cock forwards.

As he forced it into her he found the firm grip it had all around his sensitive cock was too much, he struggled to hold back the intense pressure of his spunk aching for release.

Instantly he started pummeling into her groaning with pleasure, the tightness of her asshole around his wet cock felt out of this world. He wasn't going to last more than a few seconds as he reached over her sleeping body and grabbed at her tits with one hand, and with the other lifted her ass cheek up to watch his cock going in right up to his balls. 

Ramming it into her over and over he could stand it no more and with the force of a cannon his cock exploded, shooting spunk up her ass. His entire body jerked and twitched uncontrollably, his fingers sunk deep into the flesh of her tits and ass as his balls seemed to endlessly produce more and more of the stuff filling her up until it was oozing out of the sides. Unable to hold himself up under the intense pleasure his body slumped over hers as he emptied the remaining drops into her. With his heart pounding like a drum and struggling to catch his breath his twitching cock slipped from her ass as he sat back on his heels exhausted. 

That was a first for Mandy too, she had never taken it anal before but she found she quite enjoyed it. Still pretending to sleep she could feel his spunk running out of her asshole and down over her cheek.

After a few minutes Walter very carefully moved her onto her back with the intention of leaving her in the same position she was in when she fell asleep. Once he had done this he was about to pull her skirt back down and pull his trousers back up to leave fearing that he had gone as far as he dare and didn't want to push his luck.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 07



However things are not always that straight forward and seeing her there laid out on a plate for him was too much of a temptation. He couldn't resist having one more feel, after all she wasn't going to know. 

He glanced around nervously knowing full well there was nobody else there. "Maybe I could just have a quick look at these lovely tits before I go," he thought to himself.

Knowing now after what he had just done that nothing was going to wake her he undid the buttons of her blouse and opened it up. He gasped with delight at the sight of her 34Fs inside the black lacy bra. Very gently he placed his hands on them and, letting out a long sigh, he massaged them in his palms. He wanted more and so reached inside one cup and felt the naked flesh all over, as he did this he came across a hard nipple sticking out like a thimble.

"Oh God yes," he whispered as he lifted the huge firm mound out with one hand pulling her bra cup down with the other. He did the same with the other and soon found himself looking at a pair of tits more magnificent than anything he had ever seen. 

His excitement was now reaching boiling point again and couldn't resist leaning across opening his mouth wide and placing it over a nipple sucking it for all he was worth. Soon he was licking, sucking and kissing them both all over squeezing them hard with his hands.

Instinctively one hand went down and slipped inside the top of her black lace thong, crawling through her soft pubic hair until it felt her gorgeous wet slit.

Suddenly he realised he was so excited by her lovely big tits that he had almost forgotten all about the prize between her legs. He took his face out of her tits and looked down her body to where his hand was roaming inside her panties. He pulled it out and brought it up to his nose to sniff the juices that now coated his fingers.

"Oh God yes," he muttered as the scent filled his head causing his mouth to salivate. 

He got to his feet and took hold of her legs at the back of the knees and lifted them up, which in turn dragged her feet along the sofa until her heels were within a few inches of her ass. Then he very gently allowed them to fall apart, as he did he saw her crotch splayed wide, the black thong barely able to cover the lips of her cunt.

"Oh God, oh God," he kept muttering over and over as his excitement reached a new high. Gently he teased the crotch of her panties aside until her cunt was on full display. Walter the weasel was terrified that she would wake up and catch him but he couldn't help himself, an overwhelming force deep within him was giving him no choice, he had to continue.

He leaned across her stomach and lowered his head between her legs to have a good close look at her pussy. It was all too much and he opened his mouth wide and placed it over it and started sucking her juices from deep inside. It tasted sweet and lovely, he couldn't help but groan uncontrollably as he licked around her soaking cunt lips pushing his face harder into it.

With one hand still mauling her naked tits he reached with the other down for his aching little cock, he desperately needed to wank himself off. But just before he started on himself he realised that he had a golden opportunity for something better, much much better.

This was a chance to actually fuck her, but what if she woke up? he would never live it down, or worse still he could even go to prison for such a thing. As the thoughts raced around his head he soon realised that it didn't matter, this was something he had to do, he knew there was no way he could walk away from what was before him.

The decision was made and so carefully he climbed over the end of the sofa until he was kneeling between her parted legs. With the excitement rushing through his veins he leaned forward and placed his hands either side of her for support.

"Oh yes, oh fuck yes, oh forgive me, I....I can't help it," he whispered as he lowered himself on top of her and let out a long, "oooooooooh..." as he felt his cock touch the wet lips that surrounded her entrance. As he lowered himself further he felt his cock slide inside her beautiful wet cunt, it felt so incredible to the 58 year old virgin, he realised in an instant what he had been missing his whole life.

As he buried it deep into her he locked his arms and held himself up looking down on the amazing beauty laying beneath him. She was every mans idea of a fantasy and Walter couldn't believe his luck as he instinctively started pumping his cock in and out of her.

He got faster and faster as the excitement took over, he lowered his body onto hers and started sucking and licking her fantastic tits. He was now ramming his cock into her as fast as he could and he moved his attention from her tits and, without a care if it woke her up, he began kissing and slobbering all over her beautiful young face.

As he tried to wriggle his tongue into her mouth he suddenly started talking to her, obviously completely carried away by the whole experience.

"Mmmmm you love it don't you, oooh you dirty bitch what a lovely wet cunt, oooh you love my cock up your gorgeous wet cunt, don't you, mmmmmm?"

This was completely out of character and it took Mandy by surprise as she still pretended to be asleep.

"Ooooh you tease me every day with that fuckin' sexy ass and those gorgeous big tits, you know what you're doing don't you, mmmm?"

Meanwhile old George is trying to control his excitement in the cupboard as he watches Walters spotty white ass bounce up and down faster and faster.

Mandy too was getting extremely turned on by the whole thing. However his tiny dick was driving her mad with frustration as it wasn't satisfying her at all.

The little office weasel was having the time of his life thinking he was some sort of stud, fucking the ass off the incredible Mandy.

"Oh yes, fuckin' gorgeous, mmmmmm yes yes yes," he went on as his hands seemed not to know what to do next. One minute they were groping her tits and the next feeling her stocking clad thighs. 

Unable to control his unbelievable excitement he knew this was it, he was about to shoot his load into Mandys gorgeous wet cunt. Just the thought of it was enough to send him into space. "Oh God, oh God, yessss oh yesssss!" he cried as spunk burst from his cock and flooded into her. It was just the most incredible sensation as he kept on fucking into her soaking wet hole, dumping load after load of his filthy seed deep inside her.

Mandy was getting wetter and wetter as her own excitement grew at being used in this way, it took all of her will power to maintain her unconscious appearance. His cock was so small that it only served to tease her cunt to the brink of orgasm but never enough to finish her off.

"Oh that's good, oh yes fuckin' lovely," he moaned as he buried his face into her tits while the final drops pumped from his cock.

He lay there and cuddled her for a few minutes before slowly climbing off her. He just looked down with a huge smile on his face as he admired the gorgeous and sexy young woman that he, yes he Walter the office weasel, had just fucked.

As he glanced at his watch he suddenly realised that the time was getting on. So without a moment to lose he quickly adjusted her clothing back to how it was and tidied himself up. 

As he went to leave he couldn't resist going back to her one more time and kneeling beside her to give her a long lingering kiss. As he pulled his mouth away he admired her beautiful face and particularly her sensual lips.

He paused for a moment as an idea raced across his dirty little mind. He looked furtively around as he unzipped his trousers one more time and took out his semi-erect cock.

"Maybe you can just clean this for me," he quietly whispered.

Moving her head to its side so it was facing him he pinched her nose shut causing her to instinctively open her mouth. As she did he leaned forward and, trembling with excitement, he slipped his cock in. As he let go of her nose her mouth closed around it. "Oh my God," he sighed as the feelings surged through his body one more time.

Very slowly he started sliding it in and out gradually getting quicker with each stroke as his excitement grew and grew. The feeling was amazing, but not as amazing as seeing something he never thought he would, Mandy with his cock in her mouth.

As he fucked her pretty face he stretched one arm out and, putting his hand back up her skirt, started fingering her still wet cunt.

"Oh you fuckin' horny dirty little bitch," he moaned as he started getting carried away. With his cock now rock hard and time against him, he knew he had to finish quickly before she woke up.

He pulled his hand out from under her skirt and licked her juices from his fingers moaning and groaning as he did. He knew it was too risky to come in her mouth even though he desperately wanted to, and so, just as he was about to blow his load, he pulled his cock out and started wanking himself furiously. Within a matter of seconds he let out a loud cry as he shot ropes of spunk across her sleeping face. 

As he pumped it out with his hand he rubbed the tip of his cock across her mouth spreading the dirty sticky stuff all over her lips. 

"Oh fucking hell," he sighed at the incredibly satisfied feeling that washed over him, "lovely....fucking lovely."

Pulling a handkerchief from his pocket he carefully wiped her face clean before zipping his trousers back up and getting to his feet.

He took one last lingering look at her then turned to let himself out confident that he had got away with it.

As soon as he left Mandy leapt to her feet feeling extremely horny and unsatisfied. At the same moment old George burst out of the cupboard desperately undoing his trousers to release his unbearably frustrated cock.

Without a word Mandy grabbed him by the shoulders, spun him around and threw him onto the sofa causing his trousers to fall down around his ankles. With no underpants on his cock stood bolt upright from his lap all gnarled and covered in thick pulsating veins.

"You, dirty old bastard," she said to him, "I fucking hate you but right now there's something more important to deal with."

George watched as she unzipped her tight skirt and pulled it down to the floor, then unbuttoned her blouse and threw it aside. She looked as if she had just stepped out of a magazine standing there in her matching black lace bra, thong and suspender belt complete with black stockings.

Without a second to waste she pushed him back into the sofa as she straddled his disgusting old body. With one hand she pulled the crotch of her thong aside and with the other she grabbed at the base of his cock and held it still as she lowered herself down onto it. 

She was obviously in such desperate need of satisfaction as she instantly started bouncing up and down on it. She reached behind unhooked her bra and shrugged it off, now released her huge tits jumped and bounced around freely in front of old Georges face.

"Fuck I need this!" cried out George, "I thought he'd never fuckin' go!"

He grabbed her ass with both hands and started bucking against her slamming his huge cock hard and fast into her pussy. This caused her to fall forwards against him, her fantastic huge tits squashing against his face. He opened his mouth and sucked and chewed hard on them, biting down on her nipples.

"Oh yes you dirty old sod suck my tits," she cried, "oh I'm going to come, suck them you dirty old fucker, suck them, harder, harder!"

At last she felt the orgasm she so desperately needed start to rush through her body. "FUCK ME MORE MORE HARDER HARDER!!!!" she cried as her cunt tightened around his ramming cock.

"COME ON THEN YOU BITCH!" he yelled, "FUCKIN' TAKE IT!!!" As the words left his mouth he rolled her over onto her back and pushed her knees up by her ears and drove his cock into her harder and harder pumping into her like a man possessed. His heavy old balls slammed against her ass with every power driven thrust.

"YES YES YES!!!!" she cried, "AAAAAAAARGH!!!" as she reached the most powerful orgasm.

As his cock became awash with her orgasmic juices he let out a scream and went off like a rocket into her shooting gallons of his dirty smelly spunk up her throbbing wet cunt. He grit his dirty rotten teeth as the intensity of the feeling was almost more than he could take.

As he emptied more and more of the stuff into her she felt a second orgasm come out of nowhere and take her by surprise causing her to wrap her legs around him and pull him into her as her cunt milked every last drop from his old cock.

"MORE, I WANT MORE!" she cried as she held him against her grinding her hips round and round, her cunt sucking the life from deep within his empty balls. Desperately she grabbed his head and kissed him hard, her tongue licking around inside his filthy dirty old mouth.

"You want more?" he said as he picked up his pace and carried on slamming his cock into her, "I'll give you more!" 

Although he had just come he was so excited that his cock stayed hard and he felt the pressure start to build again inside.

She grabbed her ankles and held them high and wide to get maximum penetration, sitting in a puddle of her own juice as it poured from her cunt.

"AAAARGH!!!" she cried, "YES YES YES, FUCK MY CUNT WITH THAT DIRTY SMELLY COCK!" 

Within seconds amazingly he was ready to come again and pounded into her over and over with the strength of a man less than half his age. His heavy old balls banging hard against her ass as his cock relentlessly thrust into her over and over.

Suddenly she sreamed out, "I'M COMING YES YES AAAAAARGH!!!" and with that her entire body shook at the power of her orgasm. Juices gushed from her cunt all over old Georges cock sending him over the edge causing his cock to blast a second load of spunk deep into her.

As they continued writhing together they both slowly weakened completely drained by the whole experience. All too soon George knew he had to stop before his heart gave out on him. Feeling completely exhausted he clung on to her for a few moments before sliding off her and onto the floor.

After a few minutes to calm down Mandy, feeling pleasantly satisfied, got to her feet and gathered her strewn clothes together.

As she dressed herself she was about to tell George how this couldn't go on and she wasn't going to play his game anymore when there came a knock at the door. George gathered himself together, got to his feet and opened it. To her surprise it was Ted, he walked straight in holding a video tape.

He looked Mandy up and down and smiled as he caught the scent of sex in the air.

"No need to ask what's been going on here," he said.

Unsure of what was going on she was told to sit down and watch. Confused she sat and waited as he put the tape into Georges machine and pressed play. Her heart sank as she saw it was the recording of her and Bernard.

This was the last thing she needed, here she was about to tell them it was all over and they produce this! 

The two old men started to explain how the film might look if they showed it to the police.

"All Bernard has to do is make a complaint," Ted told her. 

She soon realised that they were right, it did look as if she was taking advantage of a bed ridden old man.

They had got her now, it looked as if there was nothing she could do to get out of this one.....



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 08



Mandy awoke the following morning having had almost no sleep at all. On seeing the tape of her and Bernard and hearing what Ted and George had to say she felt physically sick and had run from the house. Upset and very angry she came straight home, turned her phone off and went straight to bed unable to believe how her situation seemed to keep on getting worse.

As she showered herself she felt the knot of worry in her stomach, she shouldn't have run out like that, making them angry was not a good idea and she hoped she hadn't given them reason to carry out their threat.

She had always wondered if they would really hand over the tapes to anyone as that would mean bringing their fun to an end, but now with this new tape it was far too risky to call their bluff.

"Perhaps they would tell the police and just move on to someone else," she thought to herself. She didn't know it but she was giving them too much credit, not realising that it all came about in the first place by a chance encounter and nothing had been planned.

Knowing full well that she was bound to hear from them today and so worried was she that they might be angry with her that she thought she had better dress for work in a way that they might approve of if they saw her. 

Having been told by George to wear stockings before she decided it would be a good idea to wear them again, just to be on the safe side.

Being a girl that doesn't like to wear the same thing two days running the stockings she chose were a champagne colour, far more suited to the white underwear she had picked out for that day.

She admired herself in the mirror, her white lace half cup bra held her huge tits high and seemed to hold them out as an offering. Making up the set were the matching lace panties and suspender belt that fastened onto the lace trimmed tops of her stockings with shiny metal clips.

She knew how sexy she looked as she brushed her hair back into a pony tail and couldn't help feeling a little smug at the thought of how men found her completely irresistible.

She finished the look off with a short beige skirt that fitted perfectly, tight but not uncomfortable. On top she wore a simple plain white cotton t-shirt that clung as tightly to her narrow waist as it did to her 34F tits. She knew if George or Ted saw her looking like this there was no way they would even consider letting her go. 

Just as she was about to leave she turned her phone back on, she had two messages just as she suspected. The first was a simple message from George telling her to call him as he had something he wanted to discuss, the second of course was Ted. 

His contained more detailed instructions of what he wanted her to do. He was on an early shift and so was already at work but she was to go to his back door and inside a plastic bag she would find his video camera. He wanted her to take it to work and make a recording of her and this Walter the weasel character that George had told him about. He warned her of the consequences if she didn't make it look good and finished with a simple order, "I want to watch you giving him the time of his life!"

She was shocked, the whole point of pretending to be asleep yesterday was so Walter wouldn't get the wrong idea and think she wanted him. Now however with this new tape they had she had no choice but to do as she was told no matter what Walter might think.

As she walked to work oblivious to all the usual ogling looks she got from almost every man she walked past she couldn't believe that the two dirty old men would soon have yet another video recording, only this time she was going to actually make it herself!

That morning at work Mandy kept herself busy while all the time wondering how she was going to carry out Teds instructions. Walter was such a creepy little weasel and the thought of letting him get his dirty old hands on her filled her with disgust. She knew it would have to happen at lunchtime when everone went out for an hour and Walter went to the tea room alone as always.

As lunchtime drew closer Mandy became more and more nervous, she so desperately did not want to do this. Every time she glanced across at Walter he would look away obviously feeling worried over what he had done yesterday and wondering if she had any idea what happened.

The skinny nervous little 58 year old was experiencing a mixture of feelings. Firstly he was indeed worried that she may have some idea of what he had done, but as the morning went on and nothing was said this seemed to fade. Secondly he couldn't help sneaking glances at her, she turned him on so much that he had a constant erection in his grubby underpants. He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened and found it hard to believe that he had actually fucked her, him little old Walter, and her the incredibly gorgeous and sexy young Mandy, who would have ever thought it! He wished he could stand on the table and tell everyone, especially all the guys, just imagine how jealous they would be.

Lunchtime came and everyone except Walter left the office to make their way to the local bar where they spent every lunch break.

Mandy hung back until everyone was gone, she then turned on the video camera that was in her bag and pointed the lens out through the zip opening.

"I can't believe I'm actually going to do this," she thought.

"Oh I can't be bothered with going for a drink today," Mandy said to Walter as she entered the tea room.

Walter looked up surprised, was she talking to him? She never spoke to him other than for work. He was both pleased and disappointed to see her, pleased for the obvious reasons but disappointed because he had been waiting for this hour to enjoy a nice private wank.

She placed her bag on a chair next to the door so the camera would catch everything that happened in the room. She then slowly walked across the room to the counter the other side to put the kettle on.

Walter watched her over the top of his newspaper, her proud outward thrusting ass looked fantastic in the little beige skirt. Again he could make out the outline of her suspenders through the tightness of the material as it stretched around her upper thigh. 

She knew he was watching her, "yeah you wish you dirty old pervert," the gorgeous 20 year old thought to her self knowing full well that she was of course going to have to grant that wish. 

He couldn't take his eyes of her and thought how it would be to just reach out and run his hands over that incredible young body.

"Y....you feeling b...better today?" he nervously asked.

"Oh yes thanks, oh and thank you for taking me home," she politely answered. As she turned to look at him she caught his eyes on her ass for a second before he quickly looked up to her face. Even then she noticed he couldn't stop glancing down at her tits as he spoke. 

"Oh no problem, a....any time, i...if you feel that way again j...just let me know," he stammered.

"Thank you," she said with a smile as she turned back to making her cup of tea.

"Hope we've got some milk," she said as she went to open the fridge. It was under the counter and, knowing full well what was on his mind, she bent at the waist, keeping her legs straight as she peered inside it. 

Walter reached under the table and grabbed his aching cock through his trousers to give it a much needed squeeze. The sight of her ass as she bent over was incredible, the hem of her little tight skirt raised just enough to give him a glimpse of her lace stocking tops. The sight was a dream come true and was driving the dirty little weasel crazy.

As she straightened up she knew she had to get a move on or there wouldn't be time to carry out Teds order. In a flash an idea came into her head how she could do it, she had to just bite the bullet and get on with it, she knew she had no choice.

"The other girls have said you're going to fire me for all the time I've had off lately," she blurted out. It was all lies of course but she had to have a reason if she was going to have sex with him, she couldn't have him thinking she wanted it.

"W....what?" he asked her somewhat surprised.

"Please don't," she begged him, "I can't afford to lose this job."

"B....but I'm n....." he started.

"Please!" she again said, cutting in on him.

He turned on his chair to face her and looked into her beautiful eyes completely puzzled not knowing what to say. 

Being painfully shy she knew he wasn't about to seize the opportunity like the others would. "Please, I'll do anything, just don't fire me," she pleaded as she crossed the room towards him.

His eyes moved from her face down to those gorgeous huge tits stretching the white cotton t-shirt to the limit as they gently bounced with each step. As she got closer he looked lower at the sexy little beige skirt stretched tight across the front of her firm thighs, its length only just covering the lace tops of her champagne coloured stockings. 

The pathetic little weasel grew both nervous and excited as she approached, her body was just so incredible he desperately wanted more than anything to get his grubby little hands on it. 

"I....I'm not going to fire you," he said with a nervous gulp.

"You're not?" she cried knowing she had to do something now or it wasn't going to happen. So, unable to quite believe what she was about to do, she made her move.

"Oh thank you, thank you," she said pretending to be so pleased. In an instant she sat herself down on his lap, crossed one leg over the other, threw her arms around his neck and with one more "thank you," she gave him a huge hug.

His excitement grew and grew as he felt her gorgeous ass instantly pressing down on his painfully hard cock. As she held him tightly, his face buried in her neck, she knew the disgusting little old creep would be getting turned on, but that was the plan and she had no choice other than to continue.

"I've been so worried," she went on, "how can I ever thank you enough?"

Still holding him tight she felt his cock sticking into her ass and so she rotated her hips ever so slightly, the movement causing her ass to grind against it. The dirty little pervert was completely overcome with lust and couldn't resist opening his mouth against her sweetly perfumed neck and giving it a kiss. He placed one hand around her slim waste and pulled her tight to him, the other he placed on her smooth stocking clad knee.

She moved her head back and looked him in the eyes, "you're so kind, I could kiss you," she said, "w....would you mind?"

He just shook his head, mind? of course he didn't mind he wanted it more than he had ever wanted anything in his life.

She brought her face to his closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly as she placed her soft sweet lips over his. Completely inexperienced he was surprised how instinct seemed to take over as he kissed her back.

All of his senses went into overdrive as he felt her tits squashing against his chest and her lips on his. With one hand around her narrow waste and the other feeling her nylon clad knee he realised that maybe she wasn't going to object if he had a crafty feel.

His nerves seemed to fade as he became more excited by what was happening. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and let out a groan of pleasure as she did the same back. He felt his way up and down her thigh, the nylon stockings driving him crazy. When he reached the hem of her skirt he worked his fingers under the edge and, unable to resist the temptation, pushed his hand further.

He was so excited as she seemed oblivious to where his hand was going as it crept higher under her skirt. He was shaking with desire as he had now gone beyond the lace band at the top of her stockings and felt his way over her bare skin and along the lace strap of her suspender.

It was all too much for the little weasel, he knew he would soon shoot his load as she continued to rotate her ass against his stiff little cock. He moved his other hand from her waste and reached around under her arm, through her t-shirt he felt the lace detail of the side of her bra. Again she seemed to take no notice and so with the excitement reaching boiling point he knew he was free to continue.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," he moaned as he reached further until her huge young tit was in his hand. He squeezed and felt it all over, it was so firm and magnificent and he could hold out no longer.

"AAAAAARGH!" he cried as he lost all self control and without any warning instantly came in his trousers. The relief for Walter was out of this world as he felt load after load of spunk pumping from his cock filling his underpants. 

It was only a moment until Mandy realised what had happened as she felt the wet patch that was forming seep through his trousers and soak into her skirt.

"Oh!" she cried as she lept to her feet and looked down to see what had happened. He sat there with his mouth open gasping for breath, saliva appearing at the corner of his mouth about to dribble down his chin. He looked so disgusting with the huge wet patch soaking through the crotch of his trousers, he must have needed it so badly, it looked like he'd wet himself.

Mindful of what had to be done she continued with the act. "Oh!.....Oh you poor thing, I'm so sorry that was my fault," she said, "what can I do?" She paused a moment before saying, "here better get those soiled things off."

As Walter came back to reality he suddenly felt embarrassed, but she was so sympathetic and understanding that he soon felt more at ease and found himself relishing the moment.

He rose to his feet undid his belt and his damp soiled trousers fell to the floor followed by his spunk sodden underpants. Mandy crouched down to gather them up for him, as she straightened back up she noticed his tiny dick was pointing straight out from under the bottom of his shirt.

"Oh you really do have a problem don't you," she said to him, "I didn't realise I had that affect on you, I feel terrible for getting you into this state......... i...is there anything I can do to help you?"

The courage he never thought he had seemed to come from within, he looked her up and down and simply said, "oh God yes." He turned his back to the table, placed his hands on it and lifted himself on. Now sitting on the edge of the table he parted his legs and waited to see what she would do. 

She dropped his clothes to the floor and moved forward until she was standing between his open legs. With his mouth still hanging open he drew in a deep breath as she took the bottom of her t-shirt in her hands and pealed it from her body and off over her head. As she dropped it to the floor she looked him in the eyes, he was completely mesmerized by her overwhelming beauty.

She pouted her full lips in a teasing manner as she placed her soft hands on top of his scrawny white thighs, her touch sending a tingle through his entire body. The words she uttered next were words he thought he would never hear.

"Y...you can touch my tits if you like, I know you want to," she whispered in a seductive tone. She ran her finger tips up his thighs and arched her back which thrust her tits and ass out even more.

"Oh God...." he whispered as he placed his grubby trembling hands over her white lace bra and began to squeeze. As he groped and mauled the wonderously huge mounds she reached behind unhooked the back and let the shoulder straps slip down her arms as the bra fell away.

There they were naked before him, firm proud and incredibly huge. He lost all of his inhibitions as he grabbed her around the waste pulled her even closer and dived into them. He licked sucked and chewed them all over, his head darting from one to the other squashing them against his face. 

"You poor man," she again said to him, "I feel so sorry for you, I'm just glad I can help."

Her patronising sympathy fell on deaf ears as he continued his assault. As he devoured her gorgeous tits his hands went down and onto her beautiful cheeky ass. Squeezing and grabbing at it with one hand the other unhooked the clip on her waistband and ran the zip of her skirt down as far as it would go. It was so tight that it didn't fall to the floor, but his hand was soon inside feeling her firm cheeks through the white lace panties stretched across her ass.

He was becoming more and more desperate as he begged her, "please touch my cock, pleeeeease!"

She ignored his plea and was starting to enjoy the affect she had on him, she found herself wanting to tease the dirty little creep for a while first. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her little skirt and pushed it down, with a little wiggle from her it was soon on the floor.

Now the real Walter began to surface just as he did yesterday when he thought she was asleep.

"Oh God look at you, let me touch your cunt, oooh please I bet it's wet, oooh I bet it's so fuckin' wet!" With that he thrust his hand down the front of her panties and grabbed her mound in his palm, it was indeed wet down there and he thrust his middle finger straight between her pussy lips and deep into her cunt. Instantly he started ramming it in and out of her causing her juices to start pouring from within.

She was now getting so turned on that she knew she needed satisfaction. Aware that the clock was ticking she wasted no time and pushed him back so he was laying on the table with his legs dangling off the edge and his cock standing up like a flagpole.

Her panties were soon around her ankles and she kicked them off to one side. She closed his legs together and climbed onto the table positioning her knees either side of him. She took his scrawny wrists in her hands and pinned him down tight. 

He was in heaven as he looked at her huge tits swaying from side to side inches from his face. She began to lower herself onto him pausing for a moment to rub her wet cunt lips along the tip of his dirty smelly cock. Then without warning she dropped herself onto him, his cock plunged straight into her soaking wet hole. 

"OOOOOOOH FUCK!!!" he cried out as at long last he was getting what he had been waiting for. He instantly started pumping into her for all he was worth, every thrust causing her tits to bounce and jump around. She saw his look of desperation and teased him some more.

"Oooh you like my tits?"

"Yeah yeah yeah," he answered excitedly.

She stuck her bottom lip out as if to sulk, "don't you think they're too big?"

He looked shocked, "no no, they're lovely, i...incredible!"

"Are you sure?" she teased.

He just nodded his head violently.

"Do you want them?"

"Oh God yes please!"

"Are you sure?" she again asked as she started lowering them towards him.

Again he nodded his head.

"Oh ok then you naughty boy," she said in a playful manner, and, swaying them from side to side she dangled her nipples over his mouth.

He instantly raised his head and bit down hard on one, refusing to let it go he chewed and sucked on it like a starving man on a juicy steak. At that she lowered herself all the way and started squashing and rubbing them all over his face.

He moaned and groaned with the the unbelievable experience he was enjoying.

Mandy however was finding his tiny dick frustrating and knew she was never going to reach an orgasm. Despite this she started to grind her cunt hard against him in an attempt to try and climax.

"OH FUCK I'M COMING!" Walter suddenly cried, "OH YES YES FUCK YES!" He struggled his wrists free and grabbed her tits in his hands as he started slamming into her as hard as he could. "God I love your fuckin' tits, ooh yes they're so fuckin' big!" He kept on pounding into her, "I knew you were a dirty bitch....ooh you dirty sexy slut your cunt's so fuckin' wet aaaargh!"

With that his cock burst open spewing load after load of his dirty smelly spunk into her. Over and over he pumped more and more of it up her throbbing cunt shouting and crying out as he did, "YES OH YES FUCKIN' HELLLLLLLL!!!"




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 08



After a few more minutes to allow him to fully empty every last drop into her she climbed off and gathered her clothes from the floor. Before she could grab her panties though he got to them first. He brought them up to his nose and sniffed, he drew the scent of her sex deep into his nostrils, "I'll keep these," he said with a grin. 

"God you really are a dirty old pervert," she thought to herself. Everyone was due back in 5 minutes and so with no time to argue she quickly put the rest of her clothes on grabbed the bag with the camera in it and left the room.

Walter had to spend the first hour of the afternoon unable to move from his desk while his trousers dried out. Mandy became more and more annoyed at him as he kept looking at her and winking. At one stage, when nobody was looking, he pulled her panties from his pocket opened them out and ran his tongue along the juice soaked crotch. All she could do was glare daggers at him, but he simply smiled and put them back in his pocket.

As 3 O'clock approached Walter instructed Mandy to take her tea break. As she left the office for the tea room she wondered if the irritating little pervert was going to follow her, she didn't have to wait long to find out.

As she stood making her hot drink she heard the tea room door open and somebody come in. Suddenly she felt a hand on her ass, it was Walter.

"Ooh that's lovely," he whispered into her ear. He looked down and admired the way her skirt smoothly cascaded from her narrow waste out over her cheeks as he squeezed each one in turn.

"No more, that was it," she told him, I want you to stop." He wasn't listening, all he knew was he had been watching and lusting after her for months, and now all his dreams seemed to be coming true he was going to make the most of it.

"Ooh come on, you know you want it," said the deluded old fool as he slippeed his other hand up under the front of her t-shirt.

"No I don't," she protested as his creepy old hand crawled up her stomach towards her tits.

"Yes you do you cock teasing little slut," he went on, his hands now all the way up her shirt and cupping her 34F tits, "such beautiful tits, so huge and firm, oh God I love them."

The dirty old pervert was groping her all over and she didn't know what to do.

"Stop it.....please," she pleaded.

"I'm sorry I can't," he said as he began to lick at her neck, "you're just so fuckin' gorgeous, so fuckin' sexy, my cock's been hard for months because of you."

She decided the only way to get him off was to give him what he wanted.

"Ok ok," she said, "but this is the last time!"

"Oh, yes!" he answered excitedly.

"The last time!" she again told him.

"Oh of course....the last time," came his rather unconvincing reply.

"We've only got ten minutes, so where do you want me?" she asked him in an annoyed tone.

"Over the table," he quickly answered.

At that she went over and stood facing the table.

"Ooh bend over, go on," he excitedly told her.

With her legs straight and spread apart she bent over it and held onto the far side causing her ass to thrust outwards.

The dirty little weasel grabbed a chair and sat himself between her parted legs, his face just a few inches from her ass. He placed his hands on the back of her legs and slowly began to slide them up. Her stockings felt so smooth and silky, he could already feel his cock oozing from the tip. His excitement grew as his hands vanished under her skirt, as they raised higher her skirt raised too.

Soon her ass was fully exposed, she had glorious round cheeks framed by two white suspender straps clipped to her lace topped stockings. In the middle was the prize, her sweet lovely cunt, its lips glistening with the traces of her juice.

With his hands on her ass he pulled it apart until he was looking deep into her dark tunnel, overcome with lust he pushed his face into it and began slobbering inside with his tongue.

He groaned as he ate at her beautiful wet cunt, he slipped his fingers in either side to open it even further, soon he was licking and chewing on it like a dog.

Reluctantly Mandy began to enjoy the experience and responded by pushing herself back harder against him. She desperately wanted to orgasm, the frustration of being played with so selfishly like this was driving her mad.

After a few minutes his hands began roaming all over her body, up and down her nylon clad legs, her ass, even her tits that were squashed against the table, he was loving it.

Suddenly he lept to his feet and kicked the chair back, "ooh I think I'm ready for you now baby," he said as he unzipped his trousers and dropped them to the floor together with his stained old underpants.

She straightened up and turned to face him unsure of what he had in mind. He kissed her hard on the lips and gave her tits an almighty squeeze for a few moments before placing his hands on her shoulders and slowly pushing her down.

She knew what this meant, it was something she had been dreading but had no choice but to do as he wanted.

As she fell to her knees she found herself looking straight at his dirty little cock pointing straight at her as hard as can be. It was still covered in his dry stale spunk from earlier, the smell was vile and she wondered if she could go through with it. 

"Lick it!" he barked, "I know it's what you've been waiting for."

He couldn't have been more wrong as she put her tongue out and began to run up the length of the foul tasting thing.

He let out a long sigh and rolled his eyes back in his head as her touch was sending him over the moon. He couldn't believe the incredible sensation as her tongue ran up and down it, it became unbearable when she swirled around the tip. It was driving him crazy he could stand the teasing no more and so grabbed either side of her head and thrust his cock straight into her mouth.

"Suck it, oooh yeah more more!" he cried as he took hold of her pony tail and started bucking against her. "Look at me," he ordered, "play with my balls!"

She did as he asked with one hand but the other she slipped down between her legs to rub her frustrated pussy. She played with herself harder and harder desperately wanting to bring herself to a much needed orgasm.

As he looked down he saw her beautiful big brown eyes looking back at him, he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. The sight of his cock fucking her pretty face while she stroked his balls with her finger tips was just too much.

Suddenly he let out a cry and his cock exploded an almighty amount of spunk into her mouth causing her to gag as she tried to swallow it all down. He pounded his cock into her sweet face harder and harder shooting more and more of his filthy seed down her throat.

"Yessss yesssss ooooh fuck yessss," the disgusting little creep hissed as he forced his cock in as far as it would go.

Mandy was so frustrated as she hadn't achieved an orgasm as was left feeling frustrated by it all.

Walter still held onto her as he squeezed the final drops from his cock into her mouth and she sucked it clean.

As he stepped away they both knew they had to get back to work or they would be found out. In the scramble to get his trousers on Walter dropped her panties and she quickly grabbed them and ran from the room.

The remainder of the afternoon she spent ignoring Walter in the hope that he did indeed know that was a one off and wasn't going to happen again.

On her way home that evening as Mandy dropped the carrier bag and video camera at Teds back door she wondered if it would be worth going to see Bernard to find out if he really would put a complaint in to the police about her. It had to be worth a try, she might be able to use some friendly persuasion, after all what had she got to lose.

When she got in she went to her room and flopped onto her bed exhausted when suddenly her phone rang, it was George, she had forgotten she was supposed to ring him.

"H...hello,"

"It's me," said George, "don't say anything just listen. You were supposed to call me and you didn't, now if you want that tape to stay out of the hands of the police you had better come over tomorrow evening."

"Ok," she answered.

"Oh and one more thing."

"What?"

"Bring a friend."

"W....what?" she asked.

"You heard me, oh and she better be fuckin' hot....just like you, understand?"

"Y...yes," answered Mandy, then the phone went dead...



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 09



As the evening came George wandered impatiently around the house wondering if Mandy would be able to obey his instruction to bring a friend along this time. He knew it was a tall order and honestly didn't expect her to succeed, but it had to be worth a try.

The filthy old perverts sexual appetite seemed to grow stronger and stronger having spent all day with a semi erect cock unable to think about anything else other than the beautiful young Mandy and her incredible body.

Meanwhile Mandy had spent the whole day worrying about Georges reaction to the fact that she was unable to bring a friend. How could she? nobody would do that for her it was simply too much to ask of anyone, not to mention the risk of total humiliation.

With all the worry of this, together with the fact that she was still getting over her experience with that little weasel Walter, she decided to try to take some control.

She made the decision to ignore that dirty old bastard George for once and stay at home. Her folks were away for the weekend and Mandy wanted to use the time alone to pamper herself with a nice long hot bath followed by some time on her sunbed. She turned her phone off and settled into her evening alone.

Meanwhile as the night wore on old George grew impatient, his old body trembled as his excitement grew and grew. His cock was so in need of attention but he didn't want to be the one to give it, that was her job and he simply couldn't wait!

As nine o'clock came and went he decided to phone her to see where she was. His irritation grew as it became obvious that she had her phone switched off.

He waited and waited until he gave up and went to bed feeling extremely frustrated. As he lay there in his dirty pit he was about to take his stinking old cock in his hand for a very much needed wank when he suddenly thought, "no, I've waited all day for her," if he wanted her he was going to have her, after all who was in charge here? 

He got out of bed and decided to take himself over to her house, the lust burning inside the wretched old man was too much to ignore and he gave no thought to any possible consequences.

As he arrived he saw the whole place was in darkness, it was after all now 1am. He went around the side of the house to where he knew her ground floor bedroom window to be. Unaware that she was alone in the house he tapped gently on it trying not to wake up anyone else.

In her half awake state Mandy climbed out of her bed, put on her bedside lamp threw her dressing gown on and went to the window to see what all the noise was about. As she pulled back the curtains she was shocked to see George standing there in the cold night air.

She opened the window and was about to tell him to leave her alone when he grabbed the frame and pulled himself in. She stepped back away from the window as he tried to climb in, he was so excited and desperate to get his hands on her that he lost his footing and fell to the floor hitting his head on her bed post.

Mandy stood there shocked for a moment wondering if he was still alive as he lay still on the floor of her bedroom. She saw a nasty cut on his head but he was still breathing, he had obviously knocked himself out.

Thinking quickly Mandy knew she had to come up with a way of making the most of this situation, this could be her one and only chance to turn the tables on the dirty old man.

She heaved him onto her bed and tied his wrists tightly together with a belt which she then securd to the metal bed head. Happy that he was secure she knew this was as good a chance as any to get those tapes from him. She knew what he had come for and she hoped that his rampant appetite for sex could be turned to her advantage.

He was out cold for only a few minutes before he came around, Mandy wasn't sure of what she was doing but at least with him tied up it would give her time to come up with a plan.

"Ooh kinky!" he said with a huge dirty grin.

The ugly old man in his dirty smelly clothes looked so out of place on the nice clean sheets of her bed. His filthy stained trousers had a huge bulge in the front from his erect cock, he was just so old and disgusting.

"What have you come here for?" she asked him.

"You of course, I've been saving my spunk up all day just for you my sweetheart," he told her.

Calling her his sweetheart made her skin crawl, how dare he! "Well why don't I call the police and tell them that I've caught an intruder? In fact that's what I think I'm going to do."

"If you do I'll have to show them the tape of you molesting Bernard."

There was a pause as they both realised they had something of a stalemate on their hands.

"Ok then," Mandy said, "I'll take your keys first and go and get both of them tapes from your house."

"Go on then," he replied, "you'll never find them, and even if you do you don't think I would only have one copy do you?"

Mandy quickly began to realise that her plan was falling apart, she had to try and bluff him.

"Oh that's it! I've had enough of you and Ted and all the rest of them, I'm going to phone the police and take my chances....I can't take this anymore."

Seeing how upset she was getting old George began to worry that she might just do it. He couldn't risk it, he knew full well that the police would never buy the story of her and Bernard and so he had to play it carefully.

"Ok, go on then," he told her, "but when they find me tied to your bed and then see the tape of us two together, not to mention you and Bernard they'll see that you have a taste for the, erm, older man." 

Of course she had no intention of calling the police anyway, but what he was saying made sense, and so the beautiful 20 year old decided to use a different approach.

The thought of what she was about to do disgusted her but she couldn't let this opportunity slip through her fingers.

"Maybe you would like to tell me where they are then," she said as she turned back to him, slipped her dressing gown from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

George just looked on, the dirty old pensioner was so turned on and desperately in need of her gorgeous firm young body. As it fell away she was left standing there in a pink see-through babydoll nightie and matching panties. His cock stiffened even more and his mouth filled with saliva as his eyes roamed over the stunning vision before him.

Her gorgeous huge naked breasts were clearly visible through the flimsy pink material casually draped across them. Their size was emphasized even more by the way the sheer fabric cascaded out and over them like a waterfall.

Its length was only just enough to barely reach her matching panties. It was such a tease the way it hung loosely away from her stomach due to the outward thrust of her magnificent tits.

As george watched her turn to walk around to the side of the bed he thought he might just blow his load there and then at the clear view in profile of the underside of her gently swaying mounds.

"Well?" she asked him, "will you tell me?"

He couldn't speak, he just lay there with his mouth wide open as she came to stand by his side. As he looked up he could barely see her face, all he could see was her huge breasts as they now hovered above him.

Mandy recognised the look of lust in his old eyes, she knew that he was in her power.

She was right he would have given anything to grab and squeeze those beautiful tits then drive his aching cock deep into her.

She turned and leaned over him to undo his trousers, he couldn't believe what was happening. As she slid the filthy things down and off his scrawny white legs she noticed the gigantic tent in his dirty old underpants and the damp spot where the tip of his cock would be. The sight and smell of him was making her feel quite sick but she had to try to make the most of this opportunity.

With his trousers off she reached into one of the pockets and pulled out a set of keys.

"Now what would I have to do to get you to tell me where those tapes are?" she asked him as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

He just smiled at her in a knowing way, he was more desperate than he had ever been, she looked so incredibly sexy, he was willing her to touch his throbbing rock hard cock. Pre-cum was soaking into his underpants, "please.....undo my hands please, oh God pleeeease." He was now squirming on the bed thrusting his groin in her direction praying that she would take the hint and release him from this torment.

Mandy could see the desperation all over his unshaven ugly old face, she wanted to push him further, partly to force him to tell her where she could find the tapes, and partly to make him pay for what he had done.

She licked her lips provocatively as she gently ran her finger tips along the inside of his thigh. Her touch was so soft and sensual that poor old George found it almost impossible to cope with. Teasingly her fingers came closer and closer to where his heavy old ball sack hung between his legs, she was driving him crazy.

Then at last he felt the tips of her fingers lightly brush across his balls through his underpants, as he let out a sigh of relief she cruelly lifted her hand away.

The sight of her incredible body in the sexy babydoll and her teasing touch was pure torture for the dirty old pervert.

"Please, oh God please, my balls are so full, help me," he pleaded.

"Oh you poor thing," she said playfully as she reached for the frayed elastic waist of his filthy underpants and started to peel them down. Inside she felt sickened by the disgusting old fool but at the same time she found herself kind of enjoying seeing the affect she was having on him.

As she pulled them down and off his legs she saw the painful looking hardness of his throbbing cock, the veins that ran up and down it were bulging and its tip was the darkest purple. Pre-cum seemed to be almost constantly dribbling from the foul smelling old thing leaving a wet shine all over it.

"So, are you going to let me have those tapes?" she asked as she began to playfully caress her lovely firm tits through the transparent nightie.

"Oh God.....ok, I'll do anything you want just please help me!"

"If I do this for you you'll tell me where they are?"

"Yes yes yes!" he cried as he struggled to try to free his hands.

As she repositioned herself on the bed old George watched the way her tits bounced and wobbled. She tossed her head back to flick her lovely blonde hair over her shoulder before she leaned across the tops of his legs and lowered her head down towards his cock. He held his breath as he waited to see what she was going to do, as she got closer she poked her tongue out as far as it would go until its very tip was just touching the base of his monsterous tool.

He let out a moan as she so slowly licked along its full length barely touching it at all. When she came to the tip she simply flicked her tongue across it causing it to jerk violently as more pre-cum oozed from within it.

"When I've done this you'll tell me where the tapes are, I'll go and get them and when I return you can stay for the night, deal?"

"Deal, DEAL!!!" he cried in desperation.

Again she lowered her head and began licking up and down his cock, flicking and teasing it to the brink of exploding. Then with one hand she gently took a hold of the base as her beautiful lips kissed its soaking head.

"Ooooh yessssss yesssss!" George groaned as at long last he felt her suck his cock into her mouth. The feeling was like nothing on earth as she sucked harder and harder on it slowly taking it in deeper until it was all the way to the back of her throat, all the while her hand gently wanking the base of it.

He was totally impossible for him to hold back as the need to shoot his load became too great. He instantly started thrusting his hips up and down fucking her gorgeous sweet mouth for all he was worth. Within seconds the flood gates opened and an unbelievable amount of spunk errupted from his cock filling her mouth in an instant. She tried to swallow it all down but it was coming too thick and fast and it poured from the sides of her mouth and down her chin.

Moaning and groaning in ecstacy he carried on pumping his filthy old cock into her pretty face, dumping more and more of his thick smelly seed down her throat, it seemed to Mandy as if it would never end. 

Soon however he started to slow feeling so incredibly satisfied at long last, after a few more ever slowing thrusts and he was finally done.

As Mandy raised her head and his spent tool slithered from her mouth old George had an idea. He suddenly let out a blood curdling scream and cried out that his chest was hurting, he writhed on the bed in aparent agony.

Mandy instantly thought she had pushed him too far and he was having a heart attack. Without a moments hesitation she quickly undid the belt that held his wrists to the bed and rushed from the room in a panic to phone for an ambulance.

As she returned with the phone in hand she was surprised to see him sitting on the edge of the bed smiling at her. She knew straight away that the crafty old codger had tricked her.

He took one look at her and got to his feet, his cock already rock hard and in need of more attention. He unbuttoned his grubby old shirt and dropped it to the floor. Now completely naked the dirty wrinkled old man crossed the room towards her. 

Mandy backed herself up against the wall, she knew what he had in mind as his hungry eyes wandered all over her body, he wiped the back of his hand across his mouth as his gaze fixed menacingly on her tits.

"Ooh lovely lovely," he muttered to himself.

"Please don't," she pleaded, "we...we had a deal."

"I know," he said, still unable to tear his eyes away from her magnificent young tits draped tantalisingly in the fine pink see-through nightie. "I'll still do as you ask, but only if you give me a night to remember first."

What choice did she really have, she had to give in to him, she had to let him have what he wanted. This vile disgusting old pervert had her right where he wanted her....again.

Old George paused a moment to try and take in the incredible sight before him, he would never have believed just a few months ago that he could ever have been in this position. He just looked at her and still found it hard to believe his luck. 

She was such a dream, every mans fantasy. Just 20 years old and oh so beautiful, her lovely blonde hair and her sweet pretty face. He couldn't imagine a more gorgeous young body, her slender waist and womanly hips almost eclipsed by the most incredible large pair of tits. There she stood just for him in a cock teasing wispy pink baby doll and pink lace panties.  

With her back to the wall and nowhere to go he moved in close to her, his foul smelling breath filling the air around her. "Oh God," he whispered as he raised his hands to her massive proud breasts, "they are lovely......ooh so fuckin' lovely."

As he gently cupped them in his palms he suddenly became over excited and seemed to lose control of himself. "Ooh fuck yes yes! Ooh fuck I want them," he cried as he squashed them hard against her body and buried his face into her ample cleavage.

Mandy looked down, all she could see was his filthy greasy grey hair combed across his bald head, the sweat breaking out all over it. Licking and slobbering all over her tits like a dog he slowly worked his tongue up her neck, she tried to get away but he had her squashed hard against the wall.

He kept muttering, "mmmmmm yes yes oooh God yes," as he worked his way higher until he had his disgusting mouth filled with rotten smelly teeth locked over hers.

With the back of her head against the wall he pushed his face hard against hers forcing his tongue deep into her lovely sweet mouth. His entire body trembled as he groped and fondled her tits, "ooh touch my cock," he moaned, "go on, you love to feel my big hard cock, don't you.....mmmm?"

He felt her fingers brush across his heavy old balls before wrapping themselves around his swollen tool. "Ooh yes!" he groaned, "you want it up your cunt don't you! You want to feel it deep inside your soaking wet cunt....mmmm?"

She felt her way along its length, it was so hot and hard covered in ridges and swollen veins. George found it hard to keep control, her touch was so incredibly sensual he needed to satisfy his unbearable urge to pump her full of his spunk.

She said nothing as he suddenly stepped away from her and, taking her hand, guided her over to the bed. He lay back on it without taking his eyes off her body, "fuck me!" he odered as he stretched out on his back. 

She knew she had to do it as she slowly dropped her panties to her ankles and stepped out of them. Reluctantly she straddled him on the bed, her slit was indeed wet as it brushed the tip of his cock. Resting her hands on the top of her thighs to keep her body upright she slowly began to lower herself down. 

Old George lay there watching his dirty old erection gradually vanish deeper into her, her cunt felt fantastic so tight and wet, further in it went until soon she was sat on his balls.

"Mmmmmmm," he groaned, "go on then get to work.......fuck me."

With that she raised her self until he was almost out of her before lowering herself back down again causing the old boy to let out a huge long sigh.

She continued to fuck him in this way rotating her hips and squirming her cunt around on his cock at the bottom of each stroke.

George looked up at her huge tits sway in the virtually transparent babydoll, "ooh such lovely big tits, ooh yeah fuckin' beautiful," he said with obvious growing excitement, "go on make them bounce!"

With her hands still on the tops of her thighs for support and a slight arch in her back her tits were thrust out big and proud. George had a huge smile on his face as he watched them jump and bounce around with her ever quickening pace.

"Oh yeah more more, look at them fuckers, oh fuckin' hell," he cried, "play with them, go on, play with your lovely big fuckin' tits you dirty slut!"

Doing as he asked she took them in her hands and gently caressed them, rolling them around in her palms. Her nipples grew before his eyes until they were standing out like bullets, he needed to empty his load into the gorgeous young Mandy and so reached around her body and pulled her down on top of him.

With her tits now squashed in his face he bit chewed and sucked on them through the wispy thin fabric desperate to get as much tit in his mouth as possible. He grabbed at her firm cheeks and started ramming his cock into her as hard and fast as he could, with every upward thrust his balls flew through the air and crashed hard against her ass.

Mandy too was losing all self control as she felt an orgasm build inside her, she reached behind and held his balls in her hand as he thumped and hammered into her. 

"Oh yes!" he cried out, "take it you dirty cock teasing slut, take it all!" Within a matter of seconds he went off like a rocket into her, his cock spewing out spunk like old faithful. 

She found it all too much as an orgasm ripped through her entire body, her juices gushing from within all over his filthy old cock. The two of them carried on for a good minute or two, her writhing around and him slamming into her before the pace began to slow.

As they came to a stop George displayed his dirty rotten teeth to her with a big smile and said, "mmmmm see I knew you wanted it."

She rolled off him and lay at his side exhausted, after a few minutes they both drifted off to sleep.

Mandy had planned to take his keys while he slept and go to his house to search for the tapes. Unfortunately she fell into such a deep sleep that she missed her opportunity.

George on the other hand woke at around 5am in need of the bathroom. He crept upstairs to find it feeling fairly confident that after the noise they had made there couldn't be anyone else in the house.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 09



Having relieved himself he checked out the other rooms upstairs before returning. The mucky old pervert found her parents room and couldn't resist a peek through her mothers underwear drawer. From the size of all the silk and lace finery she was obviously rather a large woman, that didn't bother George he was just excited to be touching her most intimate things.

On opening the bottom drawer he heard something that sounded heavy roll around underneath her garments. His face lit up when he pulled out what must have been a good 15 inch long rubber cock. It was so thick that his fingers only just touched when he wrapped them around it.

"What a dirty bitch," he thought as he sniffed it, he could smell her cunt all over it which instantly caused his cock to stiffen.

He returned to Mandys room to find her still sleeping, she looked so beautifully sexy laid out on the bed with her legs slightly apart. George couldn't resist putting his head between them and gently kissing her cunt lips, he pushed his tongue out against them and carefully wormed it inside. She tasted so sweet and he felt the need to defile her once more too much to resist. 

Facing down her body he straddled her kneeling either side of her head, his huge balls hanging just above her. He checked to see that she was still asleep before he positioned himself so his face was just inches from her pussy.

Already excited and drooling like a rabid animal he took the huge rubber cock and placed it against the moist lips of her cunt. Slowly he started to push it in, he marvelled at the way her opening seemed to stretch around such a huge thing.

She let out a slight moan and instinctively opened her legs wider, she was obviously getting turned on as she slept.

George wondered if she would be able to take it all as he pushed it further and further into her, the sight and sound of the affect it was having on her was exciting him so much.

As it approached half way he drew it out and quickly thrust it into her again as deep as he could. This caused her to wake up startled and unsure of what was happening, but within an instant the feelings running through her body were unmistakable and she grabbed her legs at the back of her knees and pulled them apart high and wide.

"Oh God what is that?" she cried barely able to catch her breath. She knew he was using something on her, she didn't know what it was but it felt incredible. She opened her eyes to the sight of Georges hairy old balls and his rock hard cock just above her face.

"Oh yes more, more," she moaned as George pushed it deeper and deeper into her, "ooooh fuck yes yes yessssss!"

He started to pull it out unable to quite believe just how much was inside her as he withdrew more and more of it. As he reached the end he suddenly thrust it all the way back into her and started ramming it in and out. The noise of her cunt juices was deafening in old Georges ears and the scent of her sex filled the room.

She cried out, "YES YES YES, OH FUCK YES MORE MORE!"

It was such an incredible turn on for George to see the gorgeous Mandy this way, she was as dirty as him. He lowered himself and started to rub his frustrsted old cock and balls all over her beautful face.

She took her hands from her legs and grabbed his cock, she licked it all over as she rubbed it around on her face. She wanked him furiously as she cried out, "oooh come all over me, oooh yes go on, I want you to come, I want to see your filthy dirty spunk!"

Old George found all this dirty talk so horny that he knew he couldn't last much longer. The sight of the huge rubber cock pounding into her over stretched cunt was just so dirty.

She continued to wank his hard throbbing cock, rubbing it all over her face licking and sucking it each time it passed over her mouth. With her other hand she took hold of his balls, "oooh come on they're so full," she moaned as she played with them, "oooh come, go on, empty them over my face and tits!"

Her rapid breathing and over excited molesting of his cock was all too much for the old boy, he dropped his head down and sucked hard on her exposed swollen clit'.

"AAAAARGH!" she cried as she bucked her hips, "OH FUCK YES!!!!".

That was it his cock exploded as she wanked and licked it, spunk shot from it across her face and landed in the cleavage of her tits, over and over he kept on dumping more and more of it onto her.

There was so much that it seemed to cover her but she was loving it, wiping his spunk pumping cock all over her face.

"Ooooh yes you dirty old bastard, yes you needed that, mmmmmm" she said as she licked the remaining drops from the end of his cock. They had both experienced the most incredible orgasms. 

He pulled the 15 inch length from her cunt, as it came out it was followed by a torrent of fluid, more than George had ever seen or thought possible.

Mandy had to let George fuck her two more times that morning before he went home and she could get herself ready for work.

She had a nice long soak in the bath to clean herself up. She was still a bit disturbed by her enjoyment of what had happened and couldn't help feeling a little disgusted at herself.

As she dressed herself she remembered she was going in to face Walter again, the thought filled her with dread. She was, however, determined to put the little weasel back in his place, if he thought he was going to carry on where they left off he could forget it.



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 10



As she got herself ready for work Mandy saw something on the bedroom floor. On closer inspection she realised it was the keys to Georges house, she must have dropped them there when she pulled them from his pocket. 

She picked them up and stuffed them into her bag delighted at the possibilities that this piece of good fortune could bring. Aware that as soon as he got home and found himself without any keys he would be coming straight back, Mandy hurriedly finished dressing and set off for work.

As she walked along the street she was subjected to the usual barrage of lustful gazes from every man she passed. Some would just smile at her slightly embarrassed at being caught out while others just blatantly stared at her massive tits as they bounced and jiggled with every step.

She wore a tight fitting pair of cream trousers that clung to her ass and thighs as if they had been painted on, from the knee down they flared outwards covering her high heeled shoes. The faint black pinstripe in them emphasized the incredibly sexy shape of her gorgeous ass, her outward thrusting cheeks looked silky smooth thanks to the tiny white lace thong she wore underneath. 

On top she wore a cream turtle neck sweater that fitted her perfectly, making her 34Fs look such an irresistable temption as always to all that cast their eyes over them.

As she arrived at work her phone in her handbag rang. It was her mother telling her that they had just got back from their weekend away to find an old man trying to break into the house. They had called the police and he had been arrested and taken to the police station.

Mandy knew straight away that it was George, he must have been trying to get in to find his house key. Nothing more was said and so Mandy was quietly confident that the old boy can't have said anything about the two of them. Unable to do anything about it she decided to put it out of her mind and settle into her day at work.

She spent the morning trying to avoid Walter, this was proving to be an impossibility as he took every chance he could to walk past her. Each time brushing his hand across her ass or whispering disgusting comments in her ear.

He had been looking forward to seeing her all weekend, excited at the prospect of picking up where they had left off. As the morning wore on however he was confused by her lack of interest and her apparent attempts to completely ignore him. 

This didn't dampen his spirits though, or the constant stirring in his loins. He couldn't take his eyes off her all morning, her ass in the tight cream trousers looked so incredible, and as for her mammoth tits inside the clingy sweater... well they were just to die for.

Just before lunch a package arrived for Walter that had been hand delivered to the front desk. He was confused on opening it to find a video tape inside but no note saying what it was or who it was from. 

As Mandy saw him pull it from the envelope her heart sank, she knew straight away what it was. It must have been Teds idea of fun but Mandy wasn't laughing. She watched Walter put it away inside his desk drawer somewhat puzzled, he would have to wait until he got home for the mystery to be revealed.

As lunchtime came and everybody left Mandy watched to see if Walter was going to the tea room as usual. She would use the opportunity to steal the tape from his desk drawer to avoid him ever knowing what was on it. 

He didn't go to the tea room however, instead he took the tape from the drawer grabbed his car keys and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" called Mandy.

"Uh?" replied Walter somewhat surprised as this was the first time she had spoken to him all day. "I...I'm off home to see what this is," he said holding up the tape.

"Oh, I...erm I thought you might want to spend your lunch break with me in the, erm, tea room," she blurted out without thinking. She knew she had to stop him watching that tape and this was the only way she could think of to do it.

"Well, I didn't think you were talking to me," replied the creepy little weasel as he approached her.

Before he got too near she turned and went through to the tea room, she could feel the old perverts eyes burning holes in her ass cheeks as she quickly walked.

His cock was as stiff as a board and he was in desperate need of relief having spent the entire morning watching her, lusting after her, tortured by the desperate need to touch and feel that incredible body.

As she approached the sink he was on her in an instant, causing her to grab onto it for support. She felt his foul breath on her neck as one hand went around her waist and the other felt and groped all over her ass.

"Ooh I knew you wanted it," said the deluded little pervert, the excitement obvious from his heavy breathing.

"O....of course I did," she lied as she tried to pretend to not mind the disgusting little weasels molesting of her.

He was in heaven as he felt and squeezed her cheeks through the silky smooth tightness of her trousers. He unbuckled his belt and dropped his own trousers and underpants to the floor, all the time licking and kissing up and down her neck. His excitement was already beyond control.

"Ooh yes yes your fuckin' ass has been driving me mad, you're such a horny little cock teaser," he mumbled in her ear.

She felt sick and held onto the edge of the sink as he now unbuttoned her trousers and slid the zipper down. They were so tight that he had to hook his thumbs in the waistband and force them down, as he did her lovely firm round cheeks seemed to pop out into view. He stopped and took in the incredible sight before him, the trousers were pushed down and stretched around the tops of her thighs making it impossible for her to spread her feet more than just a few inches apart. Her rounded ass cheeks were fully exposed thrusting out above the waistband, the tiny white lace triangle of her thong emerging from between them at the very top.

He couldn't help himself, this was impossible for any man to resist as he hooked his finger under the back of her thong and lifted it out from her ass crack and moved it aside. He groped and squeezed the firm meaty cheeks of this incredible ass that he had been drooling over all morning then with his thumbs he pulled them apart exposing her puckered little pink asshole.

"Ooh lovely," he whispered as he offered his desperately stiff little cock up against it. As soon as the tip of it touched her it jerked and oozed the watery liquid that had been seeping from it all morning.

The pre-cum now coating it made it easier as he started to push himself in, the feeling for the pathetic little weasel was one of complete and total pleasure. As he went in deeper he couldn't believe the incredibly tight grip her asshole had on his rock hard tool. 

Mandy just hung on tight to the sink as she felt the strange sensation of her ass being invaded in this way.

"Ooh what a fuckin' gorgeous ass," he groaned as he forced himself in all the way up to his balls, "ooh yeah, you love it don't you?"

She simply nodded her head as he released her cheeks from his grip and began ramming his cock in and out getting faster and faster each time. 

"God that feels good!" he moaned as one hand went up under her sweater and mauled at her huge tits, while the other worked its way inside the top of her lace thong and through her soft pubic hair towards her cunt.

Mandy had no choice other than to let him use her body this way no matter how disgusting and repulsive she found it. Clinging to her like his life depended on it he kept bucking his cock into her asshole, her cheeks bouncing and wobbling every time he slammed against her.

His fingers now delved deep into her moist slit and he stirred them around inside getting her wetter and wetter. Releasing her tits from the other hand he reached up and grabbed her lovely soft blonde hair pulling her head back onto his shoulder. Constantly muttering disgusting things in her ear he licked the side of her face, then suddenly, he pulled his fingers from her cunt and brought them, soaking wet with her juices to her mouth.

"Ooh taste it, go on suck them," he pleaded as he forced them into her mouth, "ooh yeah you love to taste your lovely cunt juice don't you!"

As she began to suck and lick his fingers clean he could hold back no more, the tightness of her asshole constricting his cock sent him over the edge.

"AAARGH YES!!!" he cried, " I'M COMING OH GOD I'M COMING!!!" With that his balls errupted firing spunk up through his cock and into her ass.

He looked down at himself pumping into her, the sight of his cock thrusting between her cheeks was just incredible.

"Ooh what a gorgeous fuckin' ass," he moaned, "ooh yeah what a fuckin' gorgeous meaty piece of fuckin' ass!" 

As he continued to pump the remainder of his spunk into her he released her from his vice like grip and grabbed her ass cheeks lifting them up and apart until he had completly emptied himself.

As he stepped back his weedy little cock slithered out of her like a tiny snake, "thank's for that," he said as he slapped her hard across the ass.

She said nothing and just pulled her trousers back up and stepped to one side allowing him to lean on the sink while he did the same.

"Give me 5 minutes and we I'll be ready to go again," he said with a dirty grin on his face.

"I don't think so," Mandy replied as she went to leave the room.

"Right be like that then, I'm off to see what this tape is," he said looking at his watch and seeing that he still had 45 minutes of his lunch hour left.

Mandy suddenly realised that she still had to keep him occupied to give her chance to get the tape from him before he went home that evening.

She stopped and closed the door before turning to the little 58 year old weasel sat there still catching his breath. She hated the filthy little creep, no girl in their right mind would ever even look at such a pathetic little pervert. As for the thoughts that went through his mind, well how dare he, guys like him were not worthy of even talking to girls like her let alone anything else! Yet she had to do what had to be done and if that meant blowing his deluded little ego out of all proportion then so be it.

"When I said I don't think so, I meant I don't think I can wait another 5 minutes," she said keeping up the pretence.

She looked at Walter and saw a huge smile come back to his face. He was vile and disgusting, such an insignificant pathetic little runt of a man, but she had to stop him leaving.

His eyes seemed to bulge from his head as he watched her cross the room towards him. Placing one hand on the back of his chair she leaned over bringing her face to his all the while keeping her legs locked straight. She placed her mouth over his and proceeded to give him the most sensual long and lingering kiss he had ever experienced.

His cock grew hard in an instant as he held her beautiful young face gently in his hands, as the kiss went on he moaned and couldn't resist slipping his tongue inside her mouth and wrapping it around hers.

Letting one hand slip from her face he reached along under her body and took hold of one of her magnificent tits hanging beneath her. He lifted his hand higher to take its weight, it felt so incredibly huge and heavy as he began to feel it all over through the tight sweater.

Still her mouth was locked onto his as he felt her hand begin to unzip his trousers. All he could do was sit there wallowing in the treatment he was receiving from the gorgeous 20 year old.

He drew in a deep breath as he felt her hand go inside his trousers and start to carress his cock and balls through his grubby old soiled underpants.

Slipping his hand around the back of her head through her lovely blonde hair he pulled her face tighter to his as he grew more excited, his tongue now ravishing her mouth deep inside. His other hand squeezing and mauling at both of her huge swaying tits as they hung beneath her.

Mandy unbuckled his belt and opened his trousers wide before taking the elastic top of his underpants and lifting it over his cock and down below his balls leaving him fully exposed.

Walter started to drag her sweater up her body in an attempt to uncover her tits. Sensing what he was doing Mandy straightened herself up and pulled it off over her head bringing her huge meaty breasts encased in a white half cup bra into view.

He just watched in total awe as she knelt between his legs and, taking his stiff little member in her hand, placed it beneath her tits behind the front clasp of her bra and slowly lowered herself down. Walter drew a deep breath at the sensation of his cock being stuffed between her huge tits held tightly together by the bra. As the tip of his cock appeared in her deep cleavage he couldn't resist reaching out with both hands and taking hold of each bra encased breast and squashing them harder around his cock.

"Oooh fuckin' hell!" he sighed as he started pumping his cock up and down, "such beautiful fuckin' tits."

"Mmmmm," replied Mandy, "why don't you come all over them."

He didn't need telling twice as his pumping got faster and faster, it was such a dream to have his frustrated little cock tightly squeezed between the two most incredible tits he had ever seen.

His excitement grew more and more the faster he got groping and squeezing her tits as they suffocated his throbbing little cock. He knew he couldn't stand it much more and fucked her gorgeous firm young tits like a perverted little maniac.

"Ooh yeah you dirty slut!" he cried, "you love my cock don't you! You want me to spunk all over your fuckin' great big tits? Eh? Is that what you want?" He was now red faced and sweating like a pig as he gripped them tighter in his hands and fucked into them harder and harder.

"Ooh yes please," she said in a teasing girly way.

"Oh fuckin' hell I'm gonna spunk all over you!" he cried as he tugged the white lace shoulder straps of her bra down off her shoulders and reached inside the cups to scoop her tits out.

She raised herself up and took his cock out from behind the clasp, with her tits out on full display he reached forward and pinched her nipples hard, she lowered them onto his lap either side of his rock hard little dick.

He was so excited and desperately wanted to blow his load he knew he couldn't hold out much longer. It became even harder when he felt her hand reach under her tits and gently cup his swollen balls. She then brought her other hand up over her tits and reaching down between them she wrapped her fingers around his throbbing hard tool and began to wank him off.

"Oooooh yes yes!" he cried as he grabbed either side if his seat for support, his entire body jerking and twitching uncontrollably.

He looked down into her eyes as she looked straight back into his, she was just so beautiful.

She teasingly ran her tongue around her lips as she continued wanking his little cock, then whispered, "come! Oooh come all over my lovely big tits." She followed with a long sigh as suddenly a huge rope of spunk shot in the air hitting her in the face and landing all across her tits. Walter let out a cry as this was instantly followed by another, then another.

She pumped more and more of the filthy stuff from him rubbing the end of his cock all over her tits smearing his spunk all over them. Walter felt so instantly satisfied at releasing such a massive load from his long suffering balls.

"Mmmmmmmmm," he groaned as the final drops pumped from his swollen purple end. The sight of his spunk smothered over her tits and face was so incredible to see that, along with the overwhelming sexual satisfaction, he also felt so proud of his achievement.

Slumped in his chair he just watched as Mandy took a towel from by the sink and mopped herself clean. She dressed herself and without a word turned and left the room, Walter couldn't help but watch her sexy ass as she went.

Throughout that afternoon Mandy was aware that she had to get that tape off him and time was running out. She was equally aware that George was in police custody and she had the key to his house, an ideal opportunity perhaps to finally get those blasted tapes from him.

Having managed to avoid Walter the weasel for the entire afternoon time had come to go home. Suddenly Mandy realised that she had one last chance to get the tape from him while at the same time sorting out the George situation. 

As Walter left he saw Mandy waiting by his car, instantly his blood started pumping faster and his cock seemed to awaken.

"I wondered if you would give me a lift home," asked Mandy, knowing full well that Walter would take her to Georges as that's where he took her the other day. Obviously he was more than delighted to do as she asked. 

As they drove along Walter grew more excited at the prospect of what may happen once they got there. The stupid little runt of a man honestly started to believe that she found him irresistible and that she must, of course, want him to fuck her.

As they arrived the house was in darkness, this was a good start for Mandy as George was obviously still being detained by the police and she knew this was her big chance to get the tapes.

Walter stood by the car unsure what he should do. He watched her walk down the path to the front door, her ass in the tight cream trousers looked just so irresistible, and the way her tight sweater hugged her narrow waste emphasized her shapely hips even more. 

Even though he had used her gorgeous body twice that day he wanted more, she looked incredible, the stuff of his wildest fantasies and the little old weasel simply couldn't get enough of her. When mandy turned to him he moved his gaze from her ass to the front of her sweater straining to contain her gorgeous huge tits.

"Would you like to come in for five minutes, you can bring that tape if you like and we can have a look to see what's on it." 

She let herself in as Walter followed, he could see they had the house to themselves and he couldn't wait to close the door and get his hands on her.

She knew what had to be done, she had to give him what he wanted, get the tape from him and then get him out. Then she could finally get Georges tapes and release his hold on her.

She turned to Walter and took the tape from him, "let me take that," she said as she threw it across the room.

Placing her hand against his chest she pushed him back causing him to sit down on the sofa. Without taking his greedy eyes off her he quickly undid his trousers and kicked them off together with his underpants. Next he hurriedly removed his shirt and tie and threw them on the floor with the rest of his things. She looked at the disgusting little creep waiting expectantly with his stiff cock already weeping smelly pre-cum from its tip. 

She unhooked the waste of her trousers and slipped them down and off her legs leaving them in a bunch on the floor. Next she lifted her sweater off and over her head, standing there in her matching lace bra and thong she looked incredible.

After a moments pause she turned, picked up the video tape and put it in the player. Instead of playing it though she pressed the record button and started to wipe it. She knew he was so engrossed in looking at her ass as she bent over that he wouldn't notice what she was doing.

She was right, he couldn't take his eyes off the thin strip of white material between her lovely round ass cheeks that covered her cunt. All he could think of was how much he wanted to get his aching cock in there.

As she turned back to him she unhooked her bra at the back and let it slid down her arms and onto the floor. Her tits didn't seem to drop at all, in fact Walter thought how they looked even bigger now they were completely free. As she took the few steps towards him he was mesmerized by the way they gently rocked from side to side.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 10



"Ooooh yes yes," he whispered as she got closer. God she was such a dream come true for the dirty little pervert that he couldn't wait any longer.

He reached out and, taking her hand, pulled her down onto the sofa next to him. He was instantly on her like a rash, kissing and licking, feeling and groping her all over. As he sucked and chewed on her magnificent naked tits his hand went down between her legs and he pushed the crotch of her panties into her now wet cunt.

As he fingered her juicy slit her panties got wetter and wetter. Suddenly he pulled his fingers from inside her and, with a little assistance from her, tugged her panties down her legs and off.

Feeling so excited and dirty the little weasel brought them up to her face and stretched them across her mouth. Before she knew what was happening he locked his mouth over hers with the panties sandwiched between them. He moaned and groaned as he pushed them into her mouth with his tongue, they could both taste the juices of her cunt all over them.

Mandy found it all such a dirty thing to do but couldn't help getting turned on by it. She parted her legs slightly to allow Walter to climb between them, and within a matter of seconds he was driving his hard cock into her soaking wet cunt with incredible enthusiasm.

He locked his arms straight and looked down at the amazing sight beneath him. Her naked body was out of this world, and just the sight of his cock buried deep inside her gorgeous young cunt was too much.

Sensing he was near to climax Mandy took the panties, opened them out and licked her tongue along the crotch.

"Mmmmmm I can taste my cunt all over them," she said.

That was it for walter he couldn't hold back a second longer. "Oh you dirty bitch!" he cried, "you dirty fuckin' bitch! I'm coming AAAAARGH!!! I'M COMING IN YOUR FUCKIN' CUNT!!! YES! YES!"

With that his cock exploded inside her, over and over again he spewed more and more spunk into her lovely juicy cunt. With sweat pouring from him he continued to empty the foul stuff inside her until he ran out of energy and collapsed on top of her.

Without too much effort Mandy pushed him off and he rolled off the sofa and onto the floor. 

"Quickly get dressed!" she suddenly cried, " my boyfriend will be here in a minute, if he finds you here he'll kill you!" It was all a fib of course, it wasn't even her house, but it worked before in getting rid of George and Ted and it seemed to work again.

In a blind panic the pathetic little runt threw his clothes on amidst cries of "HURRY HURRY," from Mandy. In no time at all the terrified little weasel was out of the door and away, Mandy stood with her back to the door and breathed a sigh of relief, "wow that was easy," she thought.

After dressing herself she set about finding Georges tapes. Despite his clever, "you'll never find them," routine, she found them very easily, the idiot had only written her name on the front of each one.

Next she took Walters tape from the machine and bundled them all into a carrier bag.

As she made her way home she knew that the only tapes left were Teds. She hadn't seen him for a while which was strange as she thought he surely would have never left her alone.

On arriving home she decided to grab the bull by the horns and go and confront him. As soon as she knocked on his door she became very nervous. After a few moments the door opened and Ted was standing there, a smile came across his fat face. 

"Come in, come in," he said, stepping to one side to allow her through. As she walked in he couldn't resist slapping her cheeky ass and then grabbing it roughly in his fat sweaty hand. She turned and, swatting his hand away, told him to stop.

She decided to bend the truth about George and told him that she had gone to the police over the tapes and he had been arrested. She told him that if he gave her his copies then that would be it and she would spare him from the same.

The dirty fat old pig of a man looked her up and down and licked his lips.

"My my that sweater's nice and tight.....not as tight as them fuckin' trousers mind you," he said menacingly. "How about a deal?" he asked, "I'll give you the tapes....if you give me one more go."

Before she could even answer he pushed her up against the wall and started slobbering all over her face. His body odour was foul which made Mandy feel sick but she wasn't strong enough to push his huge bulk off her. His hands were everywhere, feeling her ass, rubbing her crotch and up her sweater groping her big tits. Reluctantly Mandy found this treatment exciting and in no time at all her juices started to flow.

With no resistance she allowed him to drag her up the stairs and into his bedroom. As he pulled all of his clothes off she knew she had better do the same. Standing there naked she watched him drag his fat smelly body onto the bed and collapse onto his back.

"Come on then," he said holding out his arms to her.

He was disgusting but the beautiful 20 year old was full of hope that this would be the last time. As she approached the bed he grabbed her arm and pulled her on top of him instantly grabbing the top of her thighs and pulling her legs down either side of his waste.

With his hard cock just inched away and pointing straight at her open cunt he suddenly paused a moment. He looked her straight in the eyes and ran his hands softly up and down her bare back and then out and over her ass cheeks. He squeezed and felt their firm roundness as he looked down at her huge tits squashed against his chest.

"Oooooh yes," he whispered and then suddenly bucked his hips and held her tight as he drove his cock deep into her as far as it would go.

Mandy could hardly catch her breath as he instantly turned back into an animal fucking her cunt as hard as he could. She raised herself off him slightly giving him a better angle to go in deeper. With her massive firm tits hanging over his face he grabbed them hard and squashed them together stuffing as much into his mouth as he could.

As he sucked and chewed on her nipples Mandy could feel an orgasm stirring inside her. "Suck them you dirty fat bastard," she cried, "suck them hard." She ground herself down hard on his cock while rubbing her tits all over his greedy sweaty face. She could feel the orgasm welling up inside her and let out an almighty cry as torrents of fluid poured from her cunt all over Teds cock.

With Mandy now in full orgasm Ted too was unable to hold out and his ramming cock instantly burst load after load of spunk deep into her. He dragged her face down to his and forced his horrible wet tongue into her mouth. Kissing and slobbering like a pig he moaned and groaned as he emptied his final drops of filthy spunk into her throbbing young cunt.

After a few moments he fell limp beneath her and she carefully climbed off. As she stood up she felt the mixture of Ted and Walters spunk dribble down the inside of her leg.

Feeling fully satisfied she dressed herself and asked Ted for his tapes. He simple clasped his hands behind his head as he lay there and started to laugh.

"There's just one problem with that," he said.

"What's that?"

"Well you know you haven't seen me for a while."

"Yes."

"Well I've been rather busy, I mean you can have my copies if you like, but........ I don't know how you're going to get back the hundred or more copies that I've sold to other people."

"What?!" she cried.

Completely embarrassed and unsure how she felt Mandy turned and ran from the house the sound of Teds laughter ringing in her ears.



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 11



Mandy had found over the past few weeks that things had gone rather quiet. She had managed to put Walter back in his place by threatening claims of sexual harassment, something that he couldn't understand as he had foolishly believed that she really wanted him.

Never far from his lustful thoughts he continued to fantasize about her, living in the deluded hope that she might weaken and fall for him again.

With regard to George, well he was held by the police over night before being charged the following day with breaking and entering. Having no money to pay the hefty bail fee he can only look forward to spending the next few months in custody.

With him comfortably out of the way and Walter put back in his place Mandy could now hopefully get a bit of a break from it all. 

The story was not the same with Ted however. He still had her exploits on video and was making a little money on the side by selling copies through a local sex shop. She was unaware of just how many he had sold and who they had been sold to, choosing instead to adopt the 'ignore it and hope it all goes away' attitude.

Anyway for a few weeks that seemed to be exactly what was happening until, that is, the day Ted caught her out in the street one morning as she made her way to work. He told her that he wanted to catch her as today was Bernards 85th birthday and the care home was having a small party for him that evening. He went on to explain that he couldn't go but had promised Bernard that he would send her along instead.

After much deliberation she realised that she had no choice other than to go, after all he still had his copies of the infamous tapes and she couldn't risk them getting into the wrong hands, like her parents for instance. Her hope was that as it was a party there would be other people there and so the probability was that it would be quite safe.

"It's fancy dress," he told her as he looked her up and down.

"W..what...fancy dress? But I don't have a costume," she replied.

"Yes you do, your old college uniform."

"Oh I....I don't think so," she said nervously.

He grabbed the pretty 20 year old by the arm and, with a look of anger in his eyes, informed her that he had been very kind in leaving her alone when he could have been using the power he had over her to make her do all sorts of things.

She knew he was right and so reluctantly agreed, she couldn't afford to anger him and she knew that things hadn't been as bad as they maybe could have been.

As he held her arm he started to get that hungry look as his eyes seemed to fix on her huge tits. Over the last month or so she found they had suffered another growth spurt and were now an incredible 34FF. She truly loved having such big tits and enjoyed the attention they drew, most of the time. The down side was that nice quality bras were not cheap and she only liked to wear ones that fitted perfectly.  She replied with a quick, "ok," as she walked away appearing to be in something of a hurry. The reality was she recognised that look in his eye, the look she had seen so many times before.

Her day at work went as any other, the usual constant looks from all the guys, including Walter. She didn't mind as long as they kept their distance, in fact she enjoyed the tease, it somehow lifted her day thinking of the affect she had on them all.

The end of the day soon came and Mandy went straight home and changed into her college uniform as instructed. The charcoal grey skirt still fitted perfectly, although she had forgotten just how short it was, she spun around and looked at her ass, "sexy....very sexy," she muttered to herself.

The crisp white blouse was always a little tight, but now her breasts had gone from a 34EE to a 34FF the buttons really had their work cut out. Around her neck she loosely tied the college tie which went some way to hiding the tremendous strain the blouse buttons were under.

She pulled her white knitted stockings over her feet and up her legs as far as they would go, just above her knees and a good few inches below her skirt.

As she pulled her blazer on, which she was never able to button up anyway, she looked at herself in the mirror and was reminded of the time that she first met George when she wore exactly the came clothes.

She tied her blonde hair back into a pony tail and set off for the care home.

Her beautiful fresh young face had a youthful innocence about it making her college girl look appear perfectly normal, after all it was only less than a year ago that she used to wear it for real. Her very well endowed body however and the confident sexy way she walked seemed to suggest that the innocent look was possibly the mask of a real cock teaser.

On her arrival at the home she could see in the common room that there were some old folks sitting around looking thoroughly depressed. A table was laid out at one end with some drinks and snacks on it. They had set up a small stereo in the corner playing dreadful party music.

"Some party!" thought Mandy as she stood in the doorway gazing around the room. As she looked she soon realised that Bernard was nowhere to be seen. She also noticed that it wasn't a fancy dress party at all, obviously Teds idea of a joke!

Turning back out into the hallway she stopped a passing nurse to ask if this was Bernards party and if so where he was?

She explained that it was Bernards party but he had been taken ill earlier that day and was in hospital. The nurse told her it was nothing to worry about as she ushered her back into the room telling her to help herself to a drink or whatever she wanted as Bernard apparently insisted that the party still go ahead.

As she crossed the empty floor to the table Mandy looked at all the old folks sitting around the room. There were seven people in all, five women and two men, it felt like a morgue not one of them could have been under eighty years of age.

She helped herself to a drink and took a seat on her own near the table, she had already decided she would only stay a short while before heading off home, at least then she would have done what had been asked of her.

As she sat there one of the care workers came in and asked if she would mind just lending a hand in keeping everyones drinks topped up and generally making sure that the old folks were all ok as they were a little short on staff that night.

Mandy wondered if she was confused and thought that she was there as a helper rather than being a guest. But ever the polite and helpful girl Mandy said of course she wouldn't mind, in fact it would give her something to do. Now feeling quite at ease, due to the fact that thankfully Bernard wasn't there, she removed her blazer and hung it over the back of her chair.

"These old folks homes are always so hot," she thought to herself as she pulled the knot of her college tie down to the middle of her chest and undid a further button on her blouse.

As the care worker left the room Mandy went over and checked with the old ladies that everything was ok and told them if they needed anything to give her a shout.

They all sat there in silence seemingly half asleep, "oh well I tried," thought Mandy somewhat put out by their apparent ignorance. 

Next she turned to the two old men sat together on a long sofa the opposite side of the room, they appeared a little the worse for wear. One was hanging off the other talking in his ear the way she had seen old drunks in the park do. As she approached the one talking stopped and they both watched the gorgeous young girl walk towards them, they suddenly seemed to be almost hypnotized by her appearance.

"Are you two ok?" asked Mandy.

They were both easily in their eighties if not older and the one that had been doing the talking had obviously had too much to drink. His face was an unhealthy red colour and he had a huge gnarled purple nose. His grey beard seemed to contain traces of every meal he had eaten over the past week and you could smell the alcohol on his breath from ten feet away.

He wore a suite that must have been thirty years old and was bought when he was a good few sizes smaller. His shirt looked as old and it stretched tight around his pot belly. It had become untucked from his trousers, which were stained with stale piss that he had obviously splashed down the front many times. A truly disgusting and filthy old drunk.

The other man appeared to have some sort of an illness, he looked as if he may have had a stroke at some point. He too was very old and seemed to shake and tremble constantly. He didn't seem to be able to talk and his mouth hung open all the time causing saliva to pool in his bottom lip and then dribble down his front. She felt instantly sorry for him, not disgusted, he was obviously unable to help the way he was and she couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

The drunk offered her his empty beer can and asked her in a slurred voice to get him another. She noticed that his gaze was fixed on her body and never once even glanced at her face. He drew the back of his hand across his mouth and a smile came across his face as she took the can, he let out a deep low groan, obviously pleased with what he saw. 

As she turned and went to get him another beer he pulled a whiskey flask from his jacket pocket and took a swig. As she walked back to the table his eyes were glued to her beautiful ass cheeks fighting against the straining material of her short skirt.

She returned to him with the fresh can and as he took it he grabbed her arm and pulled her down close to his face, the smell of alcohol almost knocking her out.

"I know who you are," he whispered to her, taking the opportunity to have a good look down her cleavage at her huge firm young breasts.

"What do you mean?" she asked as she pulled herself away.

He simply pointed his finger at her and said in a knowing way, "you naughty girl."

Her instant thought was that he must recognise her, he must have a copy of that blasted tape. What could she do, she had to be careful, she didn't want to upset him but then she didn't want to entertain any of his obvious filthy thoughts either.

The truth was somewhat different however. He hadn't got a copy of the tape, in fact he had never even seen it, he simply had been told by Bernard about this mysterious sexy young girl who seemed to have an appetite for old men.

As she went back to her seat she noticed the old drunk whispering into the other mans ear and then laughing as he looked back at her.

Mindful of just how she was dressed Mandy knew this was a bad situation and wasn't sure how she was going to get herself out of it.

After a few minutes the old man struggled to his feet and weaved his way across the floor towards her, tugging his trousers up and trying to tuck his shirt in as he went.

Standing in front of her and swaying from side to side he put his hand out and asked her for a dance. She tried to decline but he simply reached down for her hand and pulled her to her feet.

"Oh I...I don't think so," she said, looking disgustedly at his filthy shirt with beer spilt down the front and his trousers with stale piss stains all down them.

"Nonsense!" he slurred and dragged her out into the middle of the room. The gorgeous blonde 20 year old felt embarrassed and followed reluctantly.

She looked over her shoulder to see the old ladies all getting to their feet and leave the room, it was now just her and the two old men, not a good situation.

He put his arm around her narrow waist and pulled her close to him, this was a chance to be siezed, loving the sight and feel of having such a beautiful and unbelievably sexy young girl so close.

"My God you're a well endowed young thing," he said with the overconfidence that too much alcohol brings as he stared down at her magnificently huge tits.

She tried to push him away but he was having none of it. The filthy smelly old drunk held her tight and started to shuffle his feet in an attempt to try and dance with her.

"Mmmmm, nice....very nice," he said still looking down her cleavage. That was when she felt it, the unmistakeable presence of an erection in his trousers. At the same time the dirty old drunk couldn't help himself and took the opportunity to have a grope of her ass, after all this was indeed an opportunity not to be missed.

He let out a groan of pleasure as he gripped a firm round cheek in each hand and started to rub himself up against her.

At that moment Mandy pulled herself away and told him to stop being a dirty old man and behave himself. He simply laughed and staggered backwards into his seat saying, "don't give me all that! I know who you are, Bernard told us you were coming, we've been looking forward to it all day."

Now she was starting to get worried, she wondered if this was some elaborate plan by Bernard...or even Ted! With that in mind she couldn't run the risk of upsetting these two old fools.

"L....let me get you another drink," she nervously said, "w...what about your friend?"

With that the other old boy spoke for the first time, "n...n...n...no," he stuttered, it was obviously some effort for him to talk.

As she went to get another can the old drunk whispered to his friend, "fuckin' look at that, what a cock teaser, d'you see the size of her fuckin' tits? and as for the fuckin' ass on it...jeez!"

The other old guy sniggered and started rocking back and forth excitedly in his seat clutching his groin.

As she returned with the can of beer the old drunk had moved along the sofa leaving a space between him and his friend. She knew it was for her and didn't know quite what to do. She handed him the can and he placed it on the table to the side, then he patted the seat and told her to sit down.

With no real choice in the matter she turned and sat herself down. She felt extremely uncomfortable as she squeezed herself into the tight gap between these two filthy old men.

The trembling old man seemed to be rather thrilled at having her sit so close and started to shake even more. He tried to speak but whatever he was trying to say couldn't be understood as he looked down at her lap, the shortness of her skirt obviously the source of some excitement for him.

The drunk turned to face her, the stench of his boozey breath and his general body odour were extremely unpleasant for her.

"Mmmmmm," he moaned as he looked down her body, "my my you are a pleasant surprise, we don't ever get any visitors in here," he told her as he raised his hand to scratch at his filthy grey beard.

She already knew where this was all leading, and convinced that it had all been planned by Ted, she was too afraid to risk upsetting either of them, if only she knew the truth.... 

The old drunk was unsure how far she was going to allow him to go, but it wasn't every day that he found himself sat next to an incredible looking big titted blonde college girl and so he had to try his luck.

With one hand along the back of the sofa behind her he whispered in her ear, "I only want to have a little touch, I'm not going to do anything bad, I just want a feel, y'know?"

Mandy said nothing, she just closed her eyes as she chewed nervously on her bottom lip. He took this as a green light and, quite unable to believe what he was about to do, he slowly raised his other hand and gently placed it on her tit then gave it a firm squeeze through her blouse.

"Oh my God!" he whispered amazed by its fantastic size and weight, it was pure heaven. His excitement grew as he squeezed and groped the both of them, his cock was as hard as a rock and bells seemed to ring loudly in his ears as his blood pressure went off the scale.

He started to lose all self control and, no longer willing or able to wait and see if it was ok with her, he desperately undid the buttons of her blouse and pulled it open. There was a jaw dropping silence from the two old perverts as they stared in awe at her magnificent tits perfectly encased in a half cup bra. The pretty lace detail and the pure virgin white of the garment was so sexy that the old drunk explored it all over with his finger tips before slipping his dirty caloused old hand inside.

"Oh fuck!" he called out as he fondled her naked flesh, soon finding a surprisingly erect nipple.

"Ooh you dirty little bitch," he said to her as he began to lick and slobber up and down her neck like an over excited dog, his coarse beard scratching her smooth and delicate skin.

Suddenly she felt a trembling hand moving along her inner thigh, it was the other old boy obviously wanting some of the same. As the drunk saw what he was doing he released her tit and lifted her leg across his lap, he then reached over and lifted the other leg onto his friends lap. She now sat there between the two dirty old men with her legs laying wide open, one across each of them, her tiny skirt only just covering her panties.

The unwell old man started to feel around the top of her thigh with both of his shaking hands, loving the feel of her tight silky smooth skin. Saliva seemed to now dribble constantly from his bottom lip and down his shirt.

The drunk was somewhat more brave as he ran his dirty smelly old hand along the inside of her thigh and under her tiny skirt. When he came to the top he pressed his fingers against the crotch of her white lace panties and let out a long sigh. He still couldn't believe what this gorgeous young woman was letting him do as he started to rub his fingers up and down her slit through the thin white fabric.

He noticed her panties were slightly moist and seemed to be getting more so. "Ooh you're loving this you dirty little bitch," he muttered as his fingers crept under the edge of her panty crotch and felt their way up and down her protruding pussy lips. Unable to resist the temptation he pushed two fingers into her, they easily slipped deep into the wetness of her tight cunt.

The other old man also eased his bony trembling old fingers under the other edge of her panty crotch and pushed them into her too.

With the both of them feeling around inside her pussy Mandy couldn't help but let out a quiet moan as she found herself yet again reluctantly starting to enjoy being used in this way. Her head fell back coming to rest on the back of the sofa, with her eyes still closed as she faced the ceiling, she arched her back thrusting her tits out even further.

She reached for the front clasp of her bra and released it, her bra fell away to her sides and her gorgeous tits sprang into view. The two old boys eyes nearly popped out of their heads at the incredible sight before them. The greedy old drunk got in first and began slobbering and sucking them all over while the other guy just sat there and watched in amazement.

Mandy was truly enjoying the sensation of being used in this way, she was getting so turned on she couldn't help herself. When the old drunk took her hand and thrust it into his lap she knew exactly what to do, unzipping his trousers she reached inside.

As her delicate soft fingers gently wrapped around his dirty smelly old cock he let out a loud gasp of sheer ecstasy.

"Ooh God wank me off, ooh yeah go on more, more!" he cried as she pulled his hard cock from his trousers and slowly started pumping it up and down. Instictively she reached out her other hand and, much to the other old mans delight, she started to fumble around in his trousers for his cock too. 

As she found it he too let out a deep sigh, the sensation of having his frustrated old cock felt by this gorgeous young creature was almost too much to take.

Soon she was sat there with her legs wide open being felt, groped, squeezed licked and sucked all over by two of the dirtiest old men imaginable, and she was loving it. With a huge hard cock in each hand she was wanking them off for all she was worth.

With Mandy being just the most beautiful and incredibly sexy girl that the two old men had encountered in many a long year they were more turned on than they had ever been. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 11



Suddenly out of the blue the old drunk pulled his fingers from her cunt grabbed her tits with both hands and squeezed incredibly hard as a rope of spunk flew into the air from his smelly old tool. He groaned and moaned as Mandy pumped more and more of the dirty smelly stuff out of him over and over. 

Just as this happened the other old codger suddenly seemed to jerk violently as he too shot his load high into the air. With his fingers buried deep in her cunt Mandy was ready for anything and didn't want to stop now as she milked the final drops from each of them.

With the two old boys apparently exhausted Mandy got to her feet and buttoned her blouse back up, just in time as it happens. As she went to get her college blazer one of the care workers came in and told them they would have to leave as they needed to tidy the room.

Incredibly she didn't even notice the two old men stuffing their spent cocks back into their trousers.

As Mandy was about to leave the care worker asked her if she would mind helping the two men back to their rooms, the old drunk obviously having difficulty in assisting his friend.

"O...of course," she said as she went back to them and put her arm around old shaky and helped him walk back to his room, the old boy couldn't resist having a cheeky free feel of her ass as they went.

When they got to his room he took himself into the bathroom and closed the door leaving Mandy alone with the smelly old drunk.

"He'll be ages in there," he said looking her up and down and getting closer.

"Well, I...I'll be off then," she said as she was about to leave.

Blocking her path the old man slipped his hands around her waist and said, "oh but we haven't finished yet."

The stench of alcohol as he breathed on her face and the sight of his filthy grey beard was almost unbearable.

As he went to kiss her she turned her head away and so he planted his lips on her neck just below her ear. The light scent of her perfume and the smell of her freshly washed blonde hair was intoxicating for the filthy old drunk.

She could feel his cock hardening against her as he slipped his hands down the outward slope of her ass and work their way up the back of her tiny skirt. The firm feel of her tight round ass cheeks with her white lace panties stretched across them was such a turn on that he again started to lose all control.

Hooking his thumbs under the waist of her panties he pushed them down her legs. As they fell to the floor Mandy knew this wasn't right, she shouldn't be letting this disgusting old drunk do this, but she couldn't deny the dampness still between her legs and the need for satisfaction.

Manouvering her up against the edge of the bed he suddenly pushed her back down onto it. No sooner had she stopped bouncing on the mattress than the old man had removed his jacket, trousers, and underpants.

He climbed onto her parting her legs with his knees and holding her wrists in his hands. She gave a half hearted struggle as she felt his dirty cock press against her wet pussy lips.

Looking down at this voluptuos young woman fully clothed in her college uniform he did what had to be done, what no man could resist, and drove himself with one powerful thrust straight into her. 

He groaned with pleasure at feeling, for the first time in many many years, the warm tight grip of a juicy wet cunt wrapped around his huge desperate erection.

Instantly he started pumping into her, unable to control the over excited feelings running through his entire body, it felt so good, like nothing on this earth.

Mandy too was secretly happy that her throbbing cunt was finally getting the good seeing to that it had been longing for. So happy in fact that she didn't even object when he brought his dirty smelly bearded face to hers and slobbered all over her mouth.

He knew he wasn't going to last as the excitement of having his cock buried deep inside her gorgeous cunt and his tongue inside her lovely sweet mouth became too much. His head was exploding with emotion, animal lust, rampant desire, even gratitude for the unbelievable position he found himself in.

Suddenly his balls tightened and he found it almost impossible to catch his breath as he blew his thick creamy load into her, he came with such force, he had never experienced anything like it.

As for Mandy, the feeling of his dirty thick spunk pumping into her sent her into an earth shattering orgasm wrapping her legs around him for maximum penetration, literally sucking the life out of him.

After a minute or so of pumping and squeezing every last drop out the old drunk slipped from on top of her and off the bed crumpling to the floor.

Opening her eyes she was surprised to see the other old man standing over her completely naked, she hadn't heard him come out of the bathroom.

His pathetic old body was all withered and weak, but his cock was pointing straight at her hard and proud with two of the biggest balls she had ever seen hanging below in their over stretched sack.

Being unsteady on his feet he sat himself on the bed next to her and reached out with his trembling old hands and started to undo the buttons of her blouse.

"M...m...m...my t...t...t...turn," he stuttered.

Knowing what he wanted and not having the heart to refuse Mandy got him to lay back on the bed as she undid the remaining buttons. Next she unfastened the front clasp of her bra and rolled over next to him her huge tits tumbling into his face. Instantly he grabbed them and started to squeeze and fondle them sucking one of her erect nipples into his mouth. Big tits had always been his thing and these were the biggest he had ever had his hands on. 

As he moaned and groaned she saw pre-cum oozing from the tip of his hard pulsating cock. Without a thought or a care she straddled his waist and reached between her legs to take hold of it. Feeling it twitch and jerk as she grabbed it she offered it up to her cunt entrance.

As she felt her lips part around it she slid herself down its full length sucking it up inside herself. Instantly she started to slowly ride up and down it, the old man reaching behind her and firmly grabbing her lovely round ass cheeks.

As she got faster and faster he got more and more excited, paticularily as her tits were now bouncing around all over his face. Suddenly he seemed to take over with a new lease of life and started to buck and slam his cock into her harder and harder. He put his tongue out as he rubbed his face around in her ample tits licking sucking and biting them all over. 

Just as Mandy was sure he was about to come he suddenly pulled himself out and pushed her head down his body. She knew exactly what he wanted and she slid down between his legs and in an instant she had his cock in her mouth and his huge balls cupped in the palm of her soft and gentle hand. It all seemed to happen so fast, but then he was so desperate there wasn't a second to lose. He grabbed her head in his hands and started to fuck her pretty young face, within a few seconds he exploded his dirty thick spunk into the back of her throat. Those balls were big for a reason, they held a huge quantity of spunk, there was gallons of the stuff endlessly pumping out of his cock. She managed to swallow some but it was going everywhere, running down her chin and all over her tits. 

Once he had finished she wiped herself clean and, looking at the two spent old carcasses, she dressed and prepared herself to leave.

"You can tell Ted that I did everything you wanted, ok?" she said to the drunk still recovering on the floor.

"Ted? who's Ted?" he asked.

"The guy who made the video," came her reply.

"Video? what video?" said the puzzled old man, "you're the mystery girl that Bernard told us about, you know, the one that has a taste for the older man."

"Oh you idiot Mandy," she muttered to herself as the realisation dawned on her that her assumption was wrong and that they were just a couple of dirty old chancers......



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 12



Just five days after being taken into hospital on his 85th birthday Bernard sadly passed away. Having been ill for a long time it really came as no surprise to anybody and the care home already had all the arrangements in place for his funeral.

Ted hated funerals and couldn't be sure until the actual day as to whether he would go or not. He was sure of one thing however, and that was that Mandy was going, she may not want to, but Ted knew that it's what Bernard would want more than anything. To have a gorgeous hot young woman mourning him at his funeral is what every man would want, and they just didn't come any more gorgeous or hot than Mandy.

On hearing the news Mandy was surprisingly a little upset and, despite everything, agreed with Ted that she should go. She told him that she would go alone, obviously not wanting to be associated in any way with him. The only instruction Ted had for her was to dress up nice and to look her very best for the occasion.

The day of the funeral came, a warm sunny day, not hot but just comfortable. It was booked for 11am and Mandy spent the morning taking a long soak in the bath before getting herself ready.

The colour of the day was of course black, and Mandy dressed herself to perfection as always. Rather than bare legs she had decided to wear black seamed stockings, not to be sexy but simply because that was all she had, she prefered them to pantyhose, which she never wore, she always felt that they were for someone older like her mother. 

To hold them up she wore a black suspender belt that fastened onto the stocking tops with metal clips, the straps detailed with a fine lace frill. The rest of her underwear was part of the same matching set, the black panties had a detailed lace front while across the ass they were of the smoothest silk that clung to her cheeks beautifully. The bra, of course, looked very sexy with the black lace half cups effortlessly holding out here incredibly magnificent 34FFs.

Over it all she wore a short black skirt that stopped a good three or four inches above the knee, short and figure hugging but respectable.

On top she wore a simple black ribbed turtle neck sweater that clung tightly to her curves making no attempt to conceal the magnificence of her huge chest.

Her gorgeous blonde hair hung down and she had given it a subtle outward flick around the edges. So, feeling good about the way she looked, she headed off for the funeral.

She had decided to take a taxi there as her high heeled shoes were not really designed for walking too far in. 

The taxi came and on the way there she wondered how the driver, a huge fat old black man with a bad case of body odour, was able to see where he was going as he seemed to spend the whole journey looking her over in his mirror. He even adjusted it slightly so he got a better view of her legs in the short skirt and, of course, her huge tits in the tight sweater. When you look like Mandy though you simply get used to this sort of attention and learn not to react, you have to, even though you know the person is having dirty thoughts about what he would probably like to do to you.

Choosing to ignore the pervert driver Mandy gazed out of the window and wondered what the day would bring. One thing she knew for sure was that if those two old men from the other day were there she would not be making the same mistake again. She couldn't believe she had been so stupid, how could she have let that happen without first finding out the facts. Well at least she had learnt from this and wouldn't be making that mistake again, if she saw them then they had better just stay away from her.

On arriving at the church Mandy got out of the taxi and went around to the drivers window to pay him.

"You want me to wait and give you a lift back after?" he asked rubbing the curly grey stubble on his fat chin.

"No thanks," she answered knowing full well he was undressing her with his eyes.

"Maybe I could waiver the charge," he suggested as he looked her over.

Knowing exactly what he meant Mandy just threw the money in through the window, glancing down as it landed in his lap to see a huge bulge in his trousers. Irritated by his cheek she turned and stormed off. As she hurriedly walked away she knew he was watching her ass all the way until she was out of site.

When she got to the church where the funeral was to be held she found everyone was already inside and it seemed that the service had started. Quietly she slipped in through the door and took a seat at the very back managing to remain unnoticed.

She was surprised to see just a handful of people there. "Not much to show for 85 years," she thought. Looking around she tried to see if she recognised anyone, Ted definitely wasn't there, but there was one familiar face sitting down at the front, it was the old drunk from the other day.

Mandy decided to keep her head down in the hope that he wouldn't see her. There was of course nothing he could do as she now knew he knew nothing of the tape, but she didn't want the possible awkward confrontation.

At the end of the service Bernards coffin was taken out to be buried in private and everyone was told make their way back to the care home where there were refreshments.

As it was only just around the corner Mandy thought it would be nice to go. Mandy felt quite safe knowing that there was nobody there that knew who she was except for the old drunk, and he was no longer a threat, and so off she went.

As they all left the church Mandy felt something pinch her bum. As she swung around she saw it was the old drunk, still wearing the same old piss stained suite and apparently still quite drunk. As they got outside Mandy pulled him to one side out of earshot of everyone else and told him in no uncertain terms to leave her alone. If he was to touch her again she would scream and call the police.

"Ok ok," he replied holding up his hands as if in surrender. He heard what she said and found it a little confusing, he even wondered for a moment if maybe he had got the wrong girl. A quick glance over her body however soon confirmed that she of course was the same, there could be no mistaking that mind blowing figure.

As everyone walked back to the care home the dirty old drunk followed her unable to pull his eyes away from her gorgeous ass in the short black skirt. With every click of her high heels on the street each cheek took it in turn to give a sexy little jiggle. He couldn't help his smelly cock growing hard in his piss stained trousers as his eyes wandered down her legs in the black seamed stockings. He knew a girl like that wouldn't give someone like him a second look, in fact no female of any age shape and size would, but then what about what happened the other day? He was very confused.

Not one to give up easily he came along side her and asked why she was being like this, after all he was just trying to be friendly.

Disgusted by the stench of his breath and annoyed at his persistence she again told him to go away.

Now he was beside her he couldn't help but stare longingly at her huge tits bounce and sway under the tight black sweater with every step. Fully aware of the filthy old drunk leering at her she picked her speed up and strode off ahead. All he could do was follow on, his frustration growing more and more as he continued to ogle her.

Back at the care home everyone gathered in the common room where there was a free buffet of food and drink. As Mandy helped herself she noticed the old man come back over to her with a large glass of beer in his hand. He stood next to her just staring as he took a huge swig from his glass. The drunken old slob seemed somehow unable to prevent most of it from pouring down his filthy grey beard.

She could tell he was getting more intoxicated from his increasing self confidence, not to mention his inability to stop himself constantly swaying from side to side.

"Oh come on please," he slurred, "lets go to my room, I only want a little feel, eh? come on please!"

"Will you get lost!" she snapped keeping her voice to a whisper so as to not bring any attention.

He staggered a little closer whimpering like a love sick puppy as he looked down at her tits. "Just a quick touch....please!" he begged as, unable to help himself, he brought his hand up.

Just in time Mandy slapped it away before he made his grab. "I'm not going to tell you again!" she said angrily as she turned and stepped away.

The dirty old drunk was so frustrated, she was such a turn on. He knew he wasn't going to get anywhere but he found it so hard to control his lustful urges. 

While all this was going on and unknown to Mandy, Ted had arrived and had been watching her from over by the door. He could see the trouble she was having with the disgusting old drunk and an idea came into his head.

He was in need of a second video, having received many requests from his very satisfied customers. He didn't want to be in any of them himself but he wondered if there was a possibility here.

He reached through the crowd and grabbed the old mans arm discreetly pulling him away. He took him out into the hallway and explained that he knew Mandy and may be able to help out.

The old drunk listened intently at what Ted had to say, every now and again he would stumble forward and put his hand against Teds shoulder for support. Ted was not the most hygenic of people himself but this filthy old alcoholic was disgusting.....even to him.

Trying to keep away from his foul smelling booze fuelled breath, Ted explained what he would do. The old man, blinded by the need to get his hands on Mandy, agreed to everything he said without question.

Ted took the drunks room keys and went back to his car for his video camera. Next he let himself into the room and set the camera up on the windowsill with the lens poking through the curtains. As he left the room he walked past the common room he gave the old boy a wink, his signal that everything was in place.

Barely able to contain his excitement the filthy old drunk staggered across the room, his eyes drinking in the beauty of his luscious young prey as he approached her.

Mandy saw him heading towards her and, as she was about to leave anyway, headed for the door. As she got out into the hallway the drunk called after her, "I just want you to autograph my video for me......you're very good in it"

She stopped dead in her tracks unsure what to do, she realised he must have got a copy of the tape after all. As she turned to see him looking back at her with a huge confident smile on his face she stopped to think for a moment.

"Video? What video?" she asked.

"Oh you know the one," he said.

She didn't want to upset him if he had a copy of the tape, and she had managed to keep him under control so far, so perhaps she would be able to just sign it for him and then leave.

"Ok but thats all," she insisted as she walked back towards him. 

She looked just incredible as she approached him, his head was in a spin as he watched her massive tits under the tight sweater seemingly defying gravity as they gently rocked from side to side with every step. 

Her slender waist showed off her shapely hips beautifully. Then there was the short black skirt showing off her gorgeous legs encased in black stockings, she was an absolute wet dream come true. If that wasn't enough she was so very pretty too, with her blonde hair and angelic face. He desperately needed this plan to work as he didn't think he would be able to control himself for much longer.

As he turned to make his way down the hall ahead of her Mandy could smell the stink of alcohol and sweat hanging in the air, it was vile.

Once at the room she followed him in and asked where the tape was as she was in a hurry. Seeming to take no notice of what she said he walked around behind her and shut the door. Feeling slightly panicked she tried to remain strong and reminded him that if he touched her he would be sorry.

"That's not what Ted said," he replied.

The words shot through her like a bolt of lightening, "w...what did you say?"

"I said, that's not what Ted said...." he paused to see the reaction on her face, "he said you would be nice to me...."

She backed away until she found herself in the corner up against the wall, she knew now that once again she had been trapped.

He could see from her body language and the look on her face that he had struck a chord with her. She suddenly seemed less confident and he could tell he now had some power over her. "Ooh yes," he said looking her up and down as he moved in closer to her, "you know you've been teasing me all day."

"P...please don't," she pleaded as the filthy old pervert stood just inches away from her. As he smiled at her his dirty grey beard parted revealing a mouthful of broken yellow teeth. As soon as he started to speak she was hit by the intoxicating stench of alcohol from his rotten breath.

"Just a little feel....eh?" he asked feeling confident that the mention of Teds name had had the desired affect.

"N...no!" she replied as she put her hands against his shoulders to try and keep him away. 

Unfortunately he was so excited at being alone with her that there was no way he was going to give up, not without satisfying the desperate need to at last have a grope of that incredible 20 year old body standing right in front of him.

He placed his old hands on her waist and took a step closer allowing him to slid them down over her hips and then behind her until they were firmly placed over her ass. As he finally squeezed those firm rounded cheeks that he had been admiring all day he let out a quiet groan of pleasure. Faced with the inevitable Mandy closed her eyes tightly as he placed his filthy bearded face against hers and kissed her passionately on the lips. She felt quite sick as his foul tongue forced its way between them and began to ravish the inside of her mouth.

He was now getting so extremely carried away and started to tremble all over with excitement as his hands felt her ass all over. It was so firm and tight, each cheek a good sized handful. After a few minutes his hands found their way down the backs of her stocking clad legs and then followed back up under her skirt.

As he felt the straps of her suspender belt and her bare skin above her stocking tops he let out a long sigh, he knew it just didn't get better than this. Soon his hands found their way to her silk panties stretched tightly across her cheeks. With his cock rock hard in his trousers and crying out for attention he started to grind it against her. 

Mandy felt sickened by the revolting old man but unbelievably and without explaination she could feel her nipples harden and a slight tingle down below. This couldn't be happening, not again, there's no way she could be starting to enjoy this.....could she?

The old man released her ass and pushed her sweater up and over her tits leaving it bunched up under her neck. "Fucking hell!" he cried as, without hesitation, he grabbed at the huge glands and squeezed them hard through the black lace bra. Squashing them together forced more and more cleavage upwards until there was more out than in. The old boy couldn't believe what he had in his hands as he started to drool and slobber all over them, grunting and snorting like a pig.

With his bearded face pressed into them he went from one to the other sucking licking and chewing them all over muttering, "oh yes yes....oh God yes yes yes mmmmmm yes."

The excitement was all too much and suddenly he felt his balls tighten and his cock begin to pulsate, he knew he was soon about to come and had gone beyond the point of being able to hold it back.

"Quick, oh God quick!" he cried as he fumbled to undo his trousers knowing he had no time to lose. As he undid them with one hand he pushed her down to the floor with the other.

As she fell to her knees she opened her eyes to see his swollen rock hard cock sticking out of his smelly piss stained trousers, the bulbous purple head wet with pre-cum and pointing straight at her.

"Come on come on, quick!" he pleaded with desperation.

Knowing what had to be done Mandy opened her mouth and without a moment to lose he forced it in all the way to the back of her throat.

"Oh yes!" he cried with relief as he felt the warm wetness of her mouth envelope it. He placed one hand against the wall for support and the other on top of her head as he started to pump her pretty face with his filthy smelly cock.

"Suck it hard, go on, harder," he barked.

It felt incredible as it ran along the crease of her tongue, which was now pressed hard against its underside, with every stroke  

Unable to hold back he looked down at her beautiful sweet face just as he exploded his thick creamy spunk to the back of her throat. He let out a cry of relief at finally offloading the huge quantity that his balls had been carrying around all day. 

All Mandy could do was close her eyes tight as she swallowed it all straight down. With the back of her head against the wall unable to move he kept on ramming his cock deep down her throat emptying more and more of the stuff into her. With every inward thrust her pretty nose became buried in his stinking thick pubic hair and his fat hairy stomach squashed against her forehead. After a minute or so he started to run out of steam and drew his cock back and ordered Mandy to lick the tip clean, which she had no choice other than to do.

As soon as she had finished she got to her feet and rushed to the bathroom to wash her mouth out. Before returning to the room Mandy straightened her clothing and took a moment to compose herself, she hoped that that was it.

In the meantime the drunken old man sat himself on a wooden bedside chair that he had pulled in front of the door. As Mandy returned to the room she saw where he was sat and realised that he was blocking her way out.

The old man had pushed his trousers and underpants off so he was sitting there with his lower half completely naked, not a pretty sight. He was holding a silver hip flask that he took the occasional swig from as he continued to look her all over.

As she stood in front of him he offered her the flask, "go on, take some," he said.

She paused for a moment and then took it from him, "anything to help me through this," she thought as she swallowed a good mouthful. She coughed violently as it went down her throat, she didn't know what it was he was drinking but it nearly blew her head off.

"Right," he said taking the flask back from her, "strip!"

"W...what?" she asked, hoping she hadn't heard him right.

"You heard," he said, "strip!....the top first."

From the hungry look on his face and the constant need to lick the drooling saliva from his lips she knew he was serious.

After a moments pause she quickly pulled the black sweater off over her head and threw it on the bed behind her. The old pervert seemed to jump in his seat with delight, his pleasure clear to see, not only from the expression on his face, but also from the swelling hardness of his cock.

He watched wide eyed as she unhooked the back of her skirt, slid the zipper down and let it fall to the floor. Now standing in her matching black underwear complete with stockings and suspenders the old drunk couldn't believe how incredible she looked, just as if she had stepped straight off the pages of a high class porn magazine. He never believed that he would ever be lucky enough to see a girl like her in the flesh let alone have one completely at his mercy.

Excitedly he watched, his breathing getting heavier as she reached behind and unhooked her bra strap, it seemed to fall away from her almost in slow motion as simply the most fantastic pair of breasts he had ever seen came into view. 

"Oh fuck yes," he whispered amazed at how they gave a little bounce as they sprang free. He stared in awe at the way they defied gravity, the bra seemingly serving no real purpose as they remained almost in the same position with or without it.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 12



Next she slipped her thumbs into the top of her panties and pushed them down her legs all the way to the floor. Standing back up straight he got his first real look at the soft blonde pubic hair that covered her mound.

After staring dumbstruck at her for a good minute or two he gestured her to turn around so he could get a look at her ass. As she did he let out a deep groan at the perfect shape of her glorious firm cheeks. 

Now standing with her back to him in nothing more than her black stockings and suspender belt she heard the creak of his chair as he got to his feet and came towards her. Smelling the vile stench of his breath on her shoulder prepared her for what she knew was to come next. 

His rough dirty old hands felt their way around her waist as he moved up close behind her, her skin was so smooth and silky and her body so firm and toned. She felt his filthy beard scratch the delicate skin of her shoulder as he brought his mouth down and started to kiss it.

All she could hear were his constant moans of pleasure which gew in volume as soon as he pressed his hot hard cock against her bare ass. She could sense his excitement all around her as he moved his hands up her stomach. He paused for a second or two to look over her shoulder and down at her huge tits before slowly cupping one in each hand.

"Fuck they're heavy," he whispered, lifting them slightly to feel their weight as he sunk his fingers into the ample firm flesh. 

Mandy closed her eyes and accepted the inevitable, reluctant to admit that she was starting to enjoy being groped and used by this revolting old drunk. His hands started to wander all over her tits, mauling squeezing and groping them like a man making the absolute most of this once in a lifetime opportunity.

All of a sudden one of his hands went down her stomach and his fingers crawled through her fine soft pubic hair until they were between her legs. She instinctively gasped as his fingers slipped between her pussy lips and penetrated the folds of her warm wet cunt.

"Ooh you dirty little slut," he drooled into her ear, "you're fuckin' soaking wet." 

He found it almost impossible to control himself as his fingers delved deep into her sweet tight hole. His cock needed satisfaction, he needed to fuck her and he needed to do it now.

"Kneel on the bed!" he ordered her as he pulled his fingers from inside her and pushed her in the back.

Mandy knelt on all fours on the the edge of the bed, the old man loving the fantastic sight of her ass in the air before him. Stepping up behind her he knelt against the edge of the bed between her parted legs. He drew in a deep breath as he ran the tip of his desperate cock up and down her wet pussy lips. Slowly he pushed forward thinking he might pass out at the unbelievable pleasure of feeling his cock sliding into her lovely tight cunt. 

As he went in deeper and deeper the sensation was out of this world for the rampant dirty old man. Soon he was in as deep as he could go, he could feel her womb entrance against the tip of his cock, he was in deep....

As he drew back he saw the glistening of her juices coating his cock. "Oh fuck yeah!" he slurred.

Suddenly Mandy pushed back against him taking it back deep inside her. Her ass rotated as she now found herself unable to deny how much she was enjoying having this dirty big cock up her.

The old boy just watched with tears of joy forming in his eyes as she continued to flex her cunt around it, drawing herself up and down its full length. He could stand it no more and, grabbing her hips, started ramming himself into her over and over, every thrust causing her ass cheeks to wobble violently as he slammed against her.

"Oh yes yes!" she cried, "more you filthy old fucker more, fuck my wet cunt with that dirty fat cock, go on more, harder harder!"

Overwhelmed by his ability to turn on such an incredibly hot girl he kept on ramming into her relentlessly. He knew full well he wasn't going to hold out as he lay along her back and reached under to grab at her heavy swaying around tits.

"Oh fuck feel them fuckin' udders," he moaned as he clung onto them bucking into her like a sex starved dog. 

"Oh yes yes yes!" Mandy cried as she felt her orgasmic juices gush from inside.

The old man felt the wetness pour from her all over his cock and run down his balls. That was it there was nothing he could do to make it last any longer and his cock went off like a pump action shot gun into her. His thick creamy spunk errupting from it over and over as he gripped her tightly, his fingers sinking deep into her beautiful big tits.

For an amazing several minutes he kept pumping his seed up inside her, the tight gripping sensation of her pussy milking every last drop from his big hard cock. Over and over he fucked her soaking cunt until he had nothing left to give. Soon he had to slow himself down and eventually come to a complete stop.

"Ooh that was lovely," he muttered as his tool slithered from her well fucked hole and he fell onto his back on the bed beside her. 

Mandy got to her feet, her legs somewhat shaky from the experience. Without a word she put back on her bra and panties, got herself dressed and turned to leave. Looking back she saw the drunken old slob fast asleep with his mouth wide open, "can't take the pace," she thought to herself.

Waiting outside in his car was Ted. As she left he waited until she was out of sight before going back in to retrieve his video camera. He saw the drunken old fart asleep on the bed and knew something had happened. He took the camera stopped it recording and wound it back to see a sample of what he had. A huge smile came across his face, "fantastic," he said to himself, "absolutely fantastic."

Unaware of the new video recording that had just been made, Mandy headed for home still feeling in need of a little satisfaction down below. She quickened her step as she wanted to get home soon so she could have a little play with herself when she got back.

She didn't understand why she felt so turned on still, it even went through her mind that it was a shame that the other old man wasn't there as she could have maybe done with another good seeing to.

As she walked she noticed a car pull up along side her and someone call out, "need a ride?" As she turned to look she saw it was the fat old black taxi driver from earlier. 

"Why not," she thought, after all it was still quite a way to walk in heels.

"Oh, thank you," she said as she walked around the car opened the passenger door and sat herself in the front.

Being a warm day the taxi driver was wearing some dirty old grey baggy jogging bottoms and a dirty string vest which showed off his huge fat stomach and flabby man boobs. He must have been over sixty, quite a feat for someone in such obvious poor physical condition.

As they drove off Mandy was quite glad to have the windows open to let out the horrible smell of his body odour. As she started to tell him where she wanted to go he told her he remembered where she lived from earlier.

She sat there with one leg crossed over the other showing a good length of black nylon clad thigh. The driver couldn't help glancing down every few seconds, her short skirt and gorgeous legs proving to be something of a tease. Mandy pretended not to notice but was fully aware of him looking at her.

Just then he spoke, "my earlier offer still stands you know."

What a cheek, he didn't honestly think she would be interested in him did he? Mandy just laughed nervously and said nothing.

The driver knew he wasn't going to get anywhere with a top class piece of ass like her but it wasn't every day he had such a gorgeous girl sat in his cab so he was going to make the most of it.

Still feeling rather turned on from her afternoons events Mandy couldn't help but look down to see if she could make out his cock through his joggers. It didn't take too much spotting, from the outline of it down the inside of his leg she could see it was absolutely huge. "Shame he's such a fat smelly old pig," she thought to herself, "could have had some fun with that."

Being something of a little tease she adjusted herself in the seat so as to deliberately cause her skirt to ride up a little higher. Now the driver could partially see the bare skin above her stocking tops and Mandy noticed the huge python in his trousers seem to come alive. It moved across the top of his thigh and started to grow in size.

She knew exactly what she was doing to him and began to get moist between the legs as she found herself more and more interested in the size of that cock, in spite of the fact that it was attatched to such a smelly fat old man. She started to get more turned on and now couldn't wait to get home have a play with herself. 

As the journey continued she could see the affect she was obviously having on him, it was the same as the affect she'd had on him that morning. Sitting there fascinated by the size of his cock Mandy couldn't help thinking that she had never had a black man and started to wonder what it would be like. The stories about them having such huge cocks was certainly true in the case of this one.

She realised that she could either go home and bring herself off, which would be nice...Or...she could make use of that big black cock, and as she was still feeling unfulfilled from her afternoons events it didn't take long to decide.

"No contest," she thought. 

"Oh no!" she said as she went for her purse, "I don't have any money to pay you with." 

Almost the instant she said it she noticed his cock lift from his leg and start to form a tent in his trousers.

"Oh don't you worry about that sweetness," he told her, "like I said before, my offer still stands, I'm sure we can come to some arrangement."

She said nothing as he turned off the main road into an old disused industrial area. Her silence spoke volumes to him, she wasn't objecting or asking where he was taking her. Was she going to give him what he wanted? Surely not, not her, a classy white girl with a body like that, and him a 60 plus fat black man.

Taking the chance of a lifetime the man reached across and placed his hand on her knee, still she said nothing. His excitement was now growing as he held the wheel with one hand and started to gently feel along the top of her silky smooth thigh with the other.

Trying to both watch the road and look at where his hand was going was not easy for the old man. He couldn't believe what she was letting him do as his hand went under the edge of her skirt and down between her legs.

He could feel the damp warmth of her panties against the side of his hand, "oh baby," he said in a deep powerful voice. 

He had to move his hand away as he pulled the car up behind a ruined old building. He turned the engine off and turned to face her. It was obvious what he wanted from the now massive bulge in his trousers that he made no attempt to conceal.

Mandy couldn't believe what she was about to do, this was no blackmail, nobody was forcing her, it was her choice. She was so turned on that she wanted this dirty old smelly fat black man to use her gorgeous young body, she wanted make his day and give him what he wanted.

"Ooh baby you are one sweet thing," he said as he put his arm behind her and pulled her towards him. Putting up no resistance Mandy allowed him to kiss her passionately on the lips. After a few seconds he stopped and looked her in the eyes and muttered, "ooh baby you are somethin' else."

He then let out a long deep sigh as he kissed her again, this time more forcefully his growing excitement clearly obvious. She felt his free hand work its way up under the front of her sweater and start to squeeze and fondle her huge tits. He let out a deep grumbling sound much like an elephant as he found they were so much bigger than even his huge hands.

After a few moments he began to feel his way along her thigh and back under her skirt. "Ooh jeez!" the old guy muttered as he pushed it up to reveal her sexy black underwear. As Mandy allowed him to ease her legs apart he pressed his fat fingers into the crotch of her panties and pushed the material into her wet cunt.

Now turned on beyond the point of no return Mandy decided to take charge, she needed to see that cock.

She pushed the fat smelly taxi driver back into his own seat and repositioned herself as he waited excitedly to see what she was going to do next. 

Leaning into him she took the elastic waist of his baggy old joggers and pulled them out over his cock and down. Mandy gasped as she saw the size of his rock hard tool, it was massive absolutely massive.

The old guy reclined his seat back a little and said with a certain arrogance, "help yourself baby."

The smelly fat old man couldn't believe what happened next as Mandy gently placed her sweet soft hand around it and slowly started to stroke it up and down. The old guys eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a long groan of pleasure, her touch was so incredibly sensual.

"How about a little suck?" he asked.

She just looked at him and, licking her lips, shook her head, she was such a tease.

"I need something, and I need it now," she told him.

The old guy thought all his dreams had come true as she pulled her skirt up and her panties down and climbed over onto him. She was so desperste to feel that thing inside her that she wasted no time. She reached between her legs and grabbed the base of his big black hard tool and guided it to entrance of her now dripping cunt.

"Aaaaaaaaaah God!" she moaned, the walls of her cunt stretched to the max as she lowered herself down onto it. The taxi driver was so turned on by this gorgeous blonde white girl that he just couldn't wait a second longer and rammed it straight up her without mercy causing her to let out an ear piercing scream.

Suddenly all hell broke loose as they both fucked like crazed wild animals. The old man pushed her sweater up and Mandy instantly took over and ripped it off over her head. Next she quickly removed her bra and placed her hands above her head and flat against the roof of the car, "suck my tits you dirty fat bastard, go on!" she cried.

He didn't need telling twice as he grabbed them with both hands and stuffed them into his mouth. Mandy could take no more and she had an instant orgasm causing her to fall forward against him. She wrapped her arms around the back of his head and squashed her massive tits into his old face. As his giant cock mercilessly pounded into her cunt Mandy had another orgasm...and another...and another.

This was what she needed, the fucking of a lifetime. It couldn't last forever though as the old guy felt his balls tighten as they readied themselves to empty. With this gorgeous blonde white girl riding him like a bucking bronco he couldn't hold back a moment longer. He opened his mouth wide and sucked hard on one of her tits, his hands went behind and grabbed her ass tightly and his cock suddenly exploded masses and masses of thick hot spunk up inside her.

Mandy had yet another orgasm as she felt it filling her up inside. Impaled on his huge black monster cock she rode on longer writhing and squirming sucking as much spunk from his now empty balls as she could.

With the aftermath of such massive orgasms leaving her exhausted she slowed herself until she came to a stop. Very carefully, due to the tenderness of her ravaged cunt she climbed off.

After taking a few minutes to catch her breath, Mandy opened the car door and said, "thanks for that, think I'll walk from here."

Completely stunned and bemused by what had just happened the old boy just watched in silence as the sexiest girl he had ever seen, not to mention fucked, walked away..........  



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 13



With the second video now in the bag Ted found he could now start to satisfy the increasing demands of his customers. Every single person that had bought the first tape had snapped up the second within a matter of days, Ted knew he was sitting on a potential goldmine. The only problem was however convincing Mandy that she should return to the care home for more antics.

Unfortunately for Ted she seemed somehow to be getting stronger and less willing to do as she was told. He needed to assert himself and apply some pressure to make it clear that he was in charge and whatever he says goes!

Unfortunately the threat of her parents seeing the video seemed to have less and less affect, he had to do something to bring her back into line. He decided that maybe if her mother saw then that might be enough as she would then believe that he would also show her father, him seeing it was something that he knew she really didn't want to happen. What Ted didn't expect what was what actually did happen..........

Her mother was called Alison, and at the age of only 39 she had obviously had Mandy very young. She was a real looker, an extremely attractive woman and quite obviously the source of Mandys stunning good looks. She had the same shoulder length natural blonde hair as her daughter and undoubtedly when she was younger the same amazing figure.

Although she was now a little overweight it did nothing to reduce her sex appeal, in fact some might say it only served to heighten it. She was an incredibly buxom and shapely woman, with amazing exaggerated curves that went in and out at all the right places.

Her breasts were easily the first thing anyone would notice about her, an astounding 40HH. She would always have keep them held firm in well fitted top quality bras to avoid too much back strain. She narrowed proportionately at the middle and, although her waist carried a few more pounds than she would have liked, it looked good. Then there was her ass, and oh my God what an ass! The same outward thrusting cheeks as her daughter only bigger, it was definately a part of her anatomy that had suffered years of grabbing pinching and groping by men who, for whatever reason, found it impossible to keep their hands to themselves.

Unbeknown to Ted however the reason for Mandys new found bravery was that the day following Bernards funeral she had actually confided in her mother. The stress of it all, together with the constant threat that she would find out anyway, all proved too much for the 20 year old and so she decided to tell her everything, the blackmail, the videos, everything.

After some initial anger and disbelief Alison understood the fix her daughter must have found herself in and soon did as any mother would, she hugged her and told her not to worry as she would sort something out. They did agree on one thing however, there was no way her father could ever find out, there was no knowing what it would do to him or how he would react.

Having decided to show her mother the tapes Ted waited until he knew Mandys father would be out, his intention was to just give them to her and leave, a sort of, "light the blue touch paper and retire," approach. Although he found her incredibly sexy and had often fantasized about getting his hands on her voluptuous body, he knew she wouldn't be the pushover her daughter was and he knew it was far too risky to try anything. He was obviously mindful of the fact that, right back at the start of all this, it was her that had had him arrested and charged for harassing her daughter.

It was very early on a saturday morning and Mandy would, without a doubt, still be sound asleep in bed and her father was already out for his regular weekend game of golf. He knew her mother worked alternate saturdays on the cosmetics counter at a large department store in town, and so he called early to be sure and catch her before she left.

Ted called around with a copy of the tape in hand, he couldn't help but feel strangely nervous as he knocked on the door and waited for her to answer.

When she came to the door he was momentarily taken aback by how immaculate she looked in her work uniform. He handed her the tape and told her, as menacingly as he could, to just watch it and she would see a side to her daughter that she didn't know existed.

She looked up and down the potbellied dirty old man with some disgust, she had this way of making him feel small and insignificant, looking at him as if he was something she had just scraped from the sole of her shoe.

She took it from him, of course already aware of what was on it, and asked him to come in as there was something she wanted to discuss with him. As she turned to walk to the lounge he raised his eyebrows in recognition of just how incredibly sexy she looked.

Her uniform was one of those crisp white one piece outfits that seems to be obligatory for anyone working in the beauty and make-up section of a large department store. It had a V-neck front and buttons that went the full length to where it finished just above the knee. Old Ted, being the pervert he was, had already noticed her gigantic chest and the way the uniform seemed to accommodate it nicely. 

As she walked through to the lounge he got a good long look at her beautiful big ass, its shape ever more exaggerated by the two darts in the back of the uniform that pulled it in tight at the waist. 

As the dirty old pervert followed her in he quickly and discreetly adjusted his trousers so as to try and hide his usual problem, the rapid swelling of his cock.

"I don't need to watch this," she said turning to face him, "I already know whats on it."

He was a little confused by this and asked her how she could possibly know.

She then went on to explain how her daughter had told her everything and that if it didn't cease right here and now then she would tell Mandys father, who would then inform the police.

Always one step ahead, Ted told her, "fine, tell him see if I care, you see I'm not on any of the tapes and so I could just say that I bought it and realised that, to my surprise, it was his precious daughter on them."

All the while they're talking, Alison is aware of the way he's looking at her, like a hungry man eyeing up a juicy steak. Like her daughter she had grown used to being looked at in this way, she had suffered a lifetime of it and had long since learned to accept it. 

Standing there in a sweaty old t-shirt with his potbelly hanging over the top of his grubby trousers she could see the dirty thoughts going through his head. He had obviously just got out of bed and thrown on the first clothes that he found, his fat chin was covered in stubble and his greasy grey hair, (what there was of it) was all over the place.

"Well we will just have to see then, I just wouldn't want to be in your shoes when he finds out," she told him in a stern tone, trying to concentrate on the conversation and ignore his looks. 

She was getting ever more uncomfortable at the way he was looking at her, his eyes spending far more time ogling her tits than looking at her face. "Right," she said, "well, I have to get off to work shortly so you had better just think about what I've said!"

As she walked around him to show him back to the door he grabbed her by the arm and whispered into her ear.

"All I need to do is give those old men at the home this address and they would be out there camping on your doorstep."

She froze, this was his trump card, he could see that he now had her full attention. "Then I could send it out to everyone who bought the video too, just think what a nightmare that could turn out to be," he told her with a nasty grin on his fat sweaty face.

She thought for a moment, unsure of what to say or how to deal with this new threat. As the dirty flabby old pervert breathed heavily into her ear he looked down her incredibly voluptuous body, he so badly wanted to feel the weight of those gargantuan tits and the plumpness of her ass, but was still far too worried how she might react.

She, of course, knew exactly what this horrible smelly old man was thinking, she was fully aware of the fascination men had with her oversized chest. She also knew that she had one other option, one thing she could do to save her daughter from any more of this torment........

The more he looked her over, the more the temptation grew and grew inside him. One moment he would be staring at her unbelievably huge tits, then the next he would look down her back at the mouth watering shape of her gorgeous big ass. With the intoxicating scent off her expensive perfume filling the air all around him, every second that passed meant that he was getting closer and closer to throwing caution to the wind and just taking her there and then.

Then, as his lust for her became almost unbearable, came the words he thought he would never in his wildest dreams hear her say.

"I...I know I'm not Mandy, but maybe I could...you know....persuade you to....you know.....spare her." Her voice trembled a little as her self-confidence seemed to be rapidly slipping away. Had he understood her right? was she offering herself to him as some sort of sacrifice?

She was right, she wasn't Mandy, how could she be, the 20 year old was in a league all of her own, she was just about as gorgeous and sexy as a woman could get. But what this extremely curvaceous 39 year old beauty had was just as good, pure sex appeal, more tit and ass than any man could ever dream of, she was just so much woman for one man to feast on, even a greedy sex starved old pervert like Ted.

Unsure if he understood her properly the disgusting 61 year old slackened his grip on her arm and waited to see what she would do. He couldn't take his eyes off her in the tight fitting white uniform, she had given him such a hard-on, he so desperately hoped his instincts were right, he wanted her so badly it was driving him crazy.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" he asked her, his mouth now watering profusely.

Still standing side on to him and without saying a word she brought her hands up to undo the top three buttons of her uniform, you could cut the atmosphere with a knife. Ted looked down at the massive lace trimmed cleavage that had now appeared, he took a huge gulp as he felt his hard cock start to pulsate and throb in his underpants. This was too much, his head was spinning, he so desperately needed that gorgeous fucking body standing right in front of him. The final confirmation that this was an invitation came as he watched her bite on her lower lip as she closed her eyes, she just stood there as if waiting without moving or saying a word.

He couldn't control his need anymore and slipped his hands around her waist and, half expecting her to ask him what he thought he was doing, pulled her tight to him. He let out a long heavy sigh as his desperately hard cock gained some relief from being pressed against her hip. He leaned forward and gently kissed her on the neck, she said and did nothing, he now knew she was his. The feel of her body in the smooth crisp white uniform caused his excitement to grow as he tentatively lowered his hand down over her hip before slowly dragging it across her lovely big round ass. Still she did nothing , and with his hand in place he, at long last, gave it a much needed squeeze. 

It felt so good to finally have this incredibly sexy ass in his hand and he wasted no time in having a good feel of its tremendous shape, going from one cheek to the other groping it all over.

"Ooh what a gorgeous big ass you've got," he whispered, unable to resist licking her ear with his slobbering tongue.

Still she didn't respond, even when he spread his hand wide and squeezed her ass so tight that her cheeks bulged out between his open fingers. He now knew he had the freedom to do whatever he wanted and the sight of her cleavage thrusting out from her opened uniform was just too tempting for words.

Alison was filled with disgust as the dirty old man slipped his hand into the tight gap between her uniform and her bra. "Oh yes!" he groaned as he began to feel up one of her tits covered by one of the monsterous lace cups. His mouth watered as he undid a further two buttons and opened her uniform up, spreading it apart until the full white lace bra containing her incredible tits was out on full display. 

He couldn't help himself, even if she now objected there was no way he could resist as he raised a hand to grab them, he groped and squeezed them all over, kneading them with his clawing fingers. Before long his hand had found its way inside and scooped one of the monsters out from its confines, he lifted the weighty thing upwards and brought it to his mouth. As he sucked and chewed on it her nipple grew and hardened in his mouth, "mmmmm you love it don't you, I always knew you were a dirty slut," he groaned.

All the while one hand was playing with her incredible tits the other was still mauling her ass. But Carol was more aware of something else, his cock rubbing up and down against her hip. She knew what had to be done and decided there was no point in putting off the inevitable, she had to just get on with it.

Ted couldn't believe what happened next, he let out a long deep sigh as she unhooked the front of his trousers and slipped her hand down inside the top of his dirty old underpants. "Ooooh yesssss, ooooh fuck yesssss!" he hissed as he felt her soft fingers gently wrap themselves around his aching erection.

Instantly he started humping her hand as she massaged it with a firm grip. Making the most of the freedom she had given him to grope her body he continued squeezing her huge tits and ass. Kneading the gorgeous and ample flesh with his grubby hands. With his excitement reaching fever pitch he knew he couldn't last much longer.

The feel of her hand around his cock was bringing it to boiling point, he had to have more, he couldn't let this opportunity slip by, he wanted to fuck that cock teasing body of hers with every last breath he had, he wanted to fill her cunt with his spunk, he could control the urge no more. 

Now sweating and desperate the dirty old pig turned her around and pushed her back down onto the sofa, in a second he had grabbed the bottom of her uniform and pulled it open causing buttons to fly everywhere. He pushed his trousers and underpants down to the floor and as he stepped out of them he watched as Alison reluctantly opened up her legs.

"Fuckin' hell yes!" he sighed when he saw the wet patch that had formed in crotch of her white panties. 

All that was now holding her uniform together were two buttons around her middle, his need was now too much and he collapsed on top of her. As he did his rampant cock somehow bulldozed its way straight passed her panties and straight up her awaiting tunnel. With one thrust he drove it deep into her right up to his balls, he couldn't believe the sensation of her soaking wet cunt engulfing his dirty hard smelly old cock.

Such was his desperation to expose her massive chest he clawed at her bra ripping it and tearing it apart. He looked in awe as two of the biggest fucking tits he had ever seen bounced into view before his very eyes.

Without a second to lose the dirty fat old pervert started ramming into her with all his strength. Alison hated him with a venom but couldn't deny she was enjoying the punishment her sodden cunt was taking. She scooped her tits up in her hands and squashed them together before offering them up to him.

He sunk his face deep into the mass of flesh licking and sucking them all over with such desperation it seemed almost as if his life depended on it. Over and over again he hammered into her soaking wet cunt, his flailing balls slamming against her ass until he knew he could control himself no more.

Lifting his head from her tits and forcing his tongue into her open mouth he kissed her with such fevered passion as all too soon his cock instantly exploded his thick creamy spunk up inside her. Endlessly he pounded into her, every thrust pumping more and more of his dirty thick smelly cream deeper and deeper into her. 

"Oh yes!" he hissed into her ear, "take it you dirty bitch take it all, oooh feel my spunk filling up your gorgeous wet cunt, mmmmmmm yeah you love it don't you you dirty slut!"

She said nothing just letting out a long quiet moan as she found herself amazed at how much spunk he was filling her up with, she could feel it sloshing around inside her and every time he thrust into her he just seemed to keep on producing more and more of the vile stuff.

Soon however Ted found himself emptying the final drops into her. He looked down her body and felt extremely satisfied with himself at having just dumped all his load into this incredibly gorgeous and voluptuous woman that he had long fantasized over.

Slowly the old man, now covered in stinking sweat, brought himself down until he finally came to a complete stop. After allowing himself a few moments for his pulsating cock to calm down he slipped it from her and climbed off.

Alison wasted no time in getting to her feet and rushed from the room, leaving Ted standing there looking just a little ridiculous in nothing more than his sweaty old t-shirt with his potbelly protruding from underneath it.

As he was about to put his trousers and underpants back on he stopped and dropped them back on the floor. He wondered if Mandy was asleep in her room. He was now so confident that he could do whatever he liked, so he decided to go and have a look. As he approached the door he couldn't help but feel a little excited, something that was obvious to see as his spent dick seemed to stir back to life.

He quietly pushed the door open and went in. There she was sound asleep, she had kicked the covers down to her feet and she lay there on her back looking just like a wet dream come true in a transparent powder blue babydoll nightie and matching panties. Her huge firm young tits were clear to see through the wispy thin material, causing Teds old pecker to stiffen, even asleep it seemed as if she was deliberately being such an incredible prick teaser.

Her pretty face was a picture of angelic beauty with her lovely blonde hair spread over the pillow. It seemed impossible to believe that this heaven-sent creature had been fucked so many times, she looked so sweet and innocent, so pure. Seeing her like this Ted thought how he would challenge any man not to just fall completely in love with her.

Ted knew there and then he wanted her, how could any man resist the temptation, he already knew there was no way he could leave until he'd had her. So many times he had set her up with other people for the sake of his video making that he had neglected his own needs, and oh God, looking at her there, he certainly had needs.

As he knelt at the side of the bed and rubbed his fat stubbly chin with his hand he noticed her legs were just slightly apart. "Ooh yes...yes..." he whispered to himself as he couldn't resist reaching down and gently placing his hand over her pussy. The thin blue panties offered no protection as his sweaty fat fingers felt along her soft warm slit through the wispy thin material. He carefully eased her panty crotch to one side and his middle finger wormed its way between her sweet pink lips. He rotated his fingertip against her wetness for a moment or two before slowly pushing it up inside her. He couldn't help letting out a quiet groan as he watched his finger vanish deeper and deeper into her beautiful tight wet hole.

As he did this he looked back at her face so incredibly pretty as she slept. He had to taste her pouting red lips and leaned forward to gently kiss her on the mouth, she looked so beautiful and her lips were just so soft and sensual.

The instant he did this Mandy woke up, she leapt from her bed letting out an ear-piercing scream, and, in what seemed like less than a second, Alison came running into the room. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 13



She grabbed Ted by the arm and pulled him back asking him what he thought he was doing. With an air of arrogance he just looked her up and down as he pulled his arm from her grip. Her bra and panties having just been ruined by him she was obviously halfway through changing. She had only got as far as putting on a black lace bustier and matching panties. This met with Teds instant approval as he looked over the huge lace trimmed cups that held her monster tits firmly in place. The figure hugging garment fitted perfectly down her body and really showed her curves off well, pulling in tightly around the waist.

"Mmmm nice...." he whispered, "very nice indeed." 

He then turned and climbed onto the bed, his erect cock bouncing and swaying around in front of him. He made himself comfortable as he took up his position in the middle with his head against the headboard.

Mandy and her mother both looked at each other for a moment unsure what to do, they could both see the disgusting old perverts cock was standing bolt upright and had a pretty good idea of what he wanted. The two of them had always enjoyed a good open relationship and were more like friends than anything else so neither of them felt too embarrassed by the others presence.

"If you don't leave this house right now I'm going to call the police," Alison told him.

At that he just laughed and told her not to be so stupid.

She went on, "I'll tell them that you just attacked me and you forced yourself upon me.... I'm sure when they see the state of my uniform and underwear that you just ruined they'll see that I'm telling the truth and arrest you on the spot."

Mandy was puzzled for a moment, unsure of what had gone on while she was asleep. Soon, however, it dawned on her that obviously they must have had sex, hence why Ted was wearing only a dirty old t-shirt and absolutely nothing else.

Ted simply turned to Mandy. "Tell her will you, tell her you don't want me to give your address to those old guys at the care home."

Mandy was confused for a moment so Ted made it even easier for her. "I could also give it to every horny old pervert that has bought a copy of the tape. Just think, they'll be queuing up around the block."

Alison could see the fear on Mandys face and, left with no choice, told Ted that she wouldn't call the police if he just went now.

"It doesn't work like that," Ted told her, "I haven't finished yet, I mean look at me." He gestured to his stiff cock twitching and jerking around before him. "Now you can't expect me to leave in this state...can you?"

As Alison stood there unsure of what to do Ted turned to Mandy and asked her to join him on the bed. As she reluctantly climbed on he simply couldn't wait to get his hands on her and so slipped one arm behind her and pulled her to him. He rolled over against her and wasted no time in getting a good squeeze of her incredible tits through the sexy transparent lingerie.

"Ooh fuck yeah, we're going to have some fun," he said as he kissed her hard and rough on the mouth. A moment later Alison stepped up to the edge of the bed, this filthy old pervert was obviously going to get his way there was no denying it.

"Oh yes," said Ted as he turned back towards her and reached out his arm for her to come and get onto the bed next to him. As she too reluctantly climbed on he couldn't believe it, nothing in life could ever be better than this, Mandy one side and Alison the other and him in the middle with an arm around each of them.

He turned to Mandy and kissed her passionately on the lips, his tongue exploring the inside of her mouth. He then released her and turned straight to Alison and did exactly the same making all sorts of moaning noises as he did.

"Come on girls," he said, "you know what I need." As he said this he raised his knees and his legs fell apart fully exposing his rampant erection and his heavy old balls. Mandy knew what needed to be done and very gently ran her fingertips along the inside of his thigh getting ever closer to his desperate cock. Alison took a different route and pushed his sweaty shirt over his pot belly and ran her fingertips in circles around it. Ted let out a huge groan and licked around his lips as he saw their hands both getting closer and closer to his dribbling twitching cock.

He held his breath in anticipation as they came to within an inch or two of his swollen tool. He felt their fingers lghtly brush past his pubic hair, the excitement was so intense for old Ted and, although he was loving it, he found this teasing painfully cruel.

Suddenly, as if all his wishes had been granted, Mandy gently lifted his balls from the bed and cupped them in her hand, at the very same moment Alison wrapped her fingers around the base of his desperately hard cock. The sensation of their touch was electric and the dirty old slob found it almost impossible to catch his breath for a few moments.

"Ooh yes yes..." he groaned as they gently massaged his extremely sensitive parts. He slowly slid down the bed slightly until his head was directly between each of their massive chests. With an arm still around each waist he couldn't resist hugging them tight to him forcing them to squash their tits against either side of his face. Turning his head from left to right he sucked and chewed on one then the other over and over through their fine sexy lingerie. As he held them close he was loving the sight of there massive breasts squashing against each other right before his eyes.

He knew he could hopefully make this last a while, partly because he had only just shot his load up Alison, but also because the grip she now had on his cock was concentrated at the base leaving his sensitive bulbous tip untouched. This made it even more of a tease but he was just absolutely loving it.

He slid his hands down their backs and inside their panties. With his hands now groping at two pairs of ass cheeks and his face smothered by four gigantic tits he knew he must have died and gone to heaven, there was just so much for an old pervert to play with, too much in fact.

He then felt his way deeper into their panties until his sweaty old fingers found the warm moist softness between their legs. Unable to resist the unbearable temptation he pushed his fingers between their lips and up inside their gorgeous wet cunts.

"Oh my God you dirty bitches," he sighed as he started fingering them making them wetter and wetter, "ooh lovely... lovely," he moaned over and over again.

They both couldn't help but get turned on by his probing fingers deep in their pussies and his hungry mouth devouring their tits.

Suddenly he knew he couldn't wait a moment longer and with that he released them from his grip and pulled himself back up the bed. Then he placed his hands on the back of their heads and pushed them both down towards his cock. It twitched and jerked with excitement as they positioned their faces either side of it, pre-cum oozed from its tip as Mandy still held his balls and Alison still held the base.

They both looked at each other and knew what had to be done, Ted couldn't believe his luck, they were both so beautiful, looking more like sisters than mother and daughter. They both extended their tongues and started to gently lick up and down either side of it, "OH FUCK!!!" cried Ted at the incredible sensation.

"Oooh you cock teasing little bitches," he groaned as they flicked their tongues across his swollen purple tip over and over. "Oh please God please!" he pleaded as the need for satisfaction became unbearable.

He couldn't control himself any longer and he pushed the back of their heads forcing them together in a kiss. With his cock entering their joined mouths from the side he began to buck into them. He lost all control as he pushed their faces together as hard as he could, his swollen purple head had now vanished somewhere between their swirling tongues and soft wet lips. It was all too much for the old boy, his lucky old cock being sucked and licked by the two of them at once was more than he could stand.

Suddenly and without warning his balls tightened and in a split second he felt a massive amount of spunk powering its way up through his cock like an express train. "AAAAARGH YES!!!" he cried as it erupted like a volcano, so much of the dirty smelly stuff pumping into their mouths over and over as they remained locked in a kiss. Still holding them tightly together they gagged as they struggled to swallow so much of the thick smelly stuff down. There was so much that, as he watched in complete awe and amazement, he saw his spunk oozing from the side of their joined mouths and dribble down his cock.

"Mmmmm yes lovely...fuckin' lovely," he sighed as he wallowed in the most incredible experience of his life. How could one dirty old cock be so lucky as to have two such gorgeous women lavish so much love and attention on it.

After a good minute or so he slackened his grip and ordered them to clean up the mess. Like a King he lay there with both of the incredible beauties licking his cock all over until it was spotlessly clean. Once they had finished Alison climbed from the bed and, obviously unhappy, told Mandy to get rid of him then left the room to finish dressing for work.

A minute or two later as Ted was still catching his breath Alison shouted out that she was off to work and reminded Mandy to get him out of the house.

With that Ted leapt to his feet and dashed out into the hallway, she had just put her shoes on and was about to go to the front door when he caught her by the arm and spun her up against the wall. Standing there in a fresh uniform and looking every bit as sexy as she did before, Ted wanted one more quick feel. He grabbed her tits hard and squashed them against her body, his grubby hands contrasting with her clean crisp white outfit.

"Mmmmm yes I think we may have a lot more fun in the future you and me," he said as he dropped his right hand behind her and grabbed a fistful of her lovely big ass.

"I have to go," she said angrily as she pushed him off. He simply stepped back and laughed as she turned and left the house.

When Ted returned to the bedroom and saw Mandy standing there with her see-through babydoll nightie draped teasingly over her tits he just smiled at her and licked his lips. They were so magnificent and firm freely moving around underneath he knew he couldn't help himself, he had to have one more go at her.

He turned her back to the bed and pushed her down onto it before dragging her panties down her legs and throwing them across the room. The filthy fat old pig crawled onto the bed beside her and pushed the babydoll nightie up to her neck. After a few seconds to admire her naked beauty he stooped over her and started to feel her all over, licking and kissing every inch of her tits, then working his way down her stomach and through her fine pubic hair.

She pleaded with him to stop, he was so fat old and disgusting, but he took no notice and simply carried on with his assault.

Opening her legs he kissed the inside of her thighs before repositioning his head and lowering it between them and kissing her lovely wet cunt.

He slobbered and grunted as he pushed his face hard into it. He knew Mandy was getting turned on as he licked around inside her from the increasing amount of fluid that was pouring from deep within and filling his mouth. Like a hungry sex starved animal he eagerly swallowed it down.

Soon he was as hard as ever and needed to sink his cock into this beautiful juicy wet cunt. Without a moment to lose he repositioned himself between her open legs and drove himself straight up inside her, his cock plundering the wet tightness of her sweet and tender pussy. In an instant he was ramming into her over and over the slopping sound of her juices ringing through the air.

In a basic almost animal-like way he supported himself on his elbows and squeezed her tits with his dirty old hands. Then, with his cock banging in and out of her at a quick and steady pace he locked his lips over hers and pushed his tongue deep into her mouth. Moaning and groaning his pace quickened as he kissed her hard and passionately almost devouring her entire face.

Mandy just lay there and took it trying to deny to herself that she was, of course, enjoying the whole experience.

As she lifted her legs high and wide to get deeper penetration his fingers suddenly dug deep into her tits as he squeezed them so incredibly hard. Faster and faster he now rammed into her, she knew he was about to come as he continued his disgusting ravishing of her mouth with his revolting old tongue.

"YES!!! OH FUCK YES!!!" he cried out as he raised himself up and looked down at the unbelievably gorgeous 20 year old beneath him. She wrapped her legs around his fat sweaty back and pulled him in deep, just at that moment his thick dirty spunk exploded into her. She writhed and squirmed under him as he pumped more and more of it up inside her, unable to support himself any longer he collapsed on top of her and allowed his pulsating dick to empty the remainder into her before he ran completely out of steam.

Mandy lay there waiting patiently with him on top of her trying to catch his breath. After a few minutes he rolled off her with a huge smile on his face got to his feet and went through to the front room to get his his trousers and underpants.

Mandy simply put her dressing gown on went to the front door and opened it, as she stood holding it open he smacked her across the ass and, without a word, walked out with an arrogant swagger.......

......Later that day when Alison came home she sat Mandy down in the kitchen and told her what she was going to do. They needed time for everything to calm down and give her a chance to sort out this terrible mess. She had arranged for Mandy to go and stay with a friend from work for a few weeks in order to keep her out of Teds reach.

The friend was a woman in her fifties called Mary who Mandy had met once or twice. She had been looking for a lodger to help with the bills after her husband had left her and run off with another woman. Alison explained that she was a good christian lady and she would be safe there and she would take care of her as long as she behaved herself.

Mandy wasn't keen to move but as it was only for a couple of weeks she reluctantly agreed. As Mandy asked a little more about this Mary her mother explained that the only other person in the house was her teenage son but there was no need to worry about him as he was a complete geek, a spotty nerd of a kid that spent most of his life locked away in his bedroom doing whatever nerdy kids do..........



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 14



Monday came and Mandy had packed her cases with enough to last her for a couple of weeks away from home. She put them in the back of her mothers car and went to work as normal. The plan was for her mother to pick her up after work and take her straight over to her friend Marys house where she would be safe for the time being.

Mandy had been told by her mother what Mary was like, how she was a God fearing christian woman in her mid fifties who definitely would not understand what Mandy and the old men had been up to, and so she must under no circumstances find out. 

Mary had spent the Sunday preparing the spare room for her forthcoming guest and found she was rather looking forward to the company. Although her 18 year old son lived with her she found getting a conversation out of him somewhat like getting blood from a stone. Even that day, when he arose from his pit around noon and she tried to tell him they were having someone to stay for a few weeks, all she got was a grunt as he shuffled off downstairs to get some breakfast. She had grown used to his behaviour and put it down to his years of being bullied at school, something that carried on to this day. 

His name was Peter and never seemed to mix well with others, he was a pathetic geeky sort of kid with a spotty face and greasy hair. Not blessed in the looks department he had suffered years of teasing for the ridiculous way his huge ears stuck out like the open doors of a car, and his goofy front teeth that rested permanently in front of his bottom lip making him altogether rather unattractive. He had a small circle of equally nerdy and immature friends whose company he felt safe in, and so never really bothered trying to mix with others.

Being of a very slight build and with looks that were the constant butt of jokes he never had the confidence to even talk to girls, let alone ask one out on a date. Even if he did none would want to go, not only was he a total nerd, but he also had some filthy habits, like picking his nose and constantly fiddling with his crotch oblivious to the fact that people might be watching.

His mother and everyone else always assumed he hadn't yet developed any interest in girls, they just put it down to the fact that, although he was 18, he was just a bit slow on that front.

How wrong they all were, that was all he spent every waking moment thinking about, he may have been too scared and shy to talk to girls but he certainly had a very keen interest. The sneaky little creep constantly fantasized and daydreamed over just about every hot girl he saw. Too embarrassed to ever share his thoughts with anyone else in case they thought he was just a dirty little pervert, he had mastered the art of keeping his urges and thoughts a very well hidden secret.....

He would wake for college every day at 7:55am and put on the TV in his bedroom just in time for the weather girl to come on. In the space of the two minutes it took for her to stand there and read the weather Peter would have imagined himself standing up against her feeling her up and shot his load all over the sheets. This was just the first of many frustrating fantasies he would have through the course of an average day. 

Other examples would be, spying on the lady that walks by his house on her way to work at 8:15 every morning, her ass had such a cheeky wiggle that he would have to give himself a dirty little rub while he tried to imagine what it would be like to grope it with his grubby little hands. Then there was the woman on the bus taking her kids to school as she did every morning, she had such big tits that he found it hard to not get himself caught looking at them, he was fascinated by them and so wished he could just reach out and give them a squeeze. Of course then there would be various girls and female teachers at college, all of whom kept his dick rock hard forcing him to visit the toilets for a quick one off the wrist, and all this was before lunch!!! 

Occasionally he would find he couldn't get to the toilets quick enough, like the time he was so engrossed in watching his English teachers sexy ass in a pair of skin-tight black trousers as she wrote on the board at the front of the class. The drooling little geek was imagining his hands roaming all over it, he got so excited that he actually came in his underpants sat at his desk in the middle of the class. Thankfully nobody noticed, even though he had to carry his books in front of himself to hide the wet patch when he left the class.

His obsession with the opposite sex meant that he found himself with the frustration of an almost permanent erection. Whether it was a girl at college, on television or in a magazine the source for inspiration was endless, all he dreamt of was that one day he might actually finally get to touch a pair of tits or a beautifully rounded ass. Until that day however, if indeed it would ever come, he would make do with his vivid imagination and, of course, his trusty right hand.....

Monday evening came and Mandy's mother collected her from work and took her across town to Marys as planned. When they arrived Peter was out doing some homework at the home of one of his nerdy friends. Alison introduced her daughter to Mary and after a quick cup of tea decided to leave the two of them to get acquainted and to enable Mandy to settle in properly.

After taking her cases up to her new room Mandy came back down to the kitchen to have another cup of tea and a chat. She had decided not to get changed from her work clothes just yet as her things may need a quick rub with the iron before she could wear them. 

As usual she looked stunning in a tight blue knee length pencil skirt and crisp white blouse that fitted nicely across her impressively large bust. Even Mary noticed what a beautiful girl she was, and so smart too in her work clothes. She, like most other women, couldn't help but feel a little inadequate and drab in her presence.

As they stood talking, each one nursing a hot cup of tea, the back door opened and in shuffled Peter. With Mandy standing with her back to him as he came in he was instantly surprised to see someone there, they hardly ever had visitors. In a split second he felt his heart miss a beat and his senses go into overload as the first thing his eyes settled on was her incredible shapely ass in the tight fitting skirt.

What happened over the next two or three seconds seemed to almost happen in slow motion to the hormonal 18 year old. As Mandy turned to greet him he noticed the tightness of her skirt around her womanly hips and the narrowness of her waist. Her lovely blonde hair seemed to fly out as if in a shampoo commercial, and as she turned and he saw her beautiful face for the first time he couldn't believe what he was seeing. His attention was on her face however for just a split second, because as she turned towards him all of his attention instantly shifted to her chest. As he stared he could just hear his mothers voice as if in the distance.

"This is Mandy and she'll be staying with us for a few weeks." 

His mouth dried and he felt himself go bright red as she extended her hand to say hello. As he tried to say hello back the words seemed to lodge in his throat, he was completely dumbfounded by the incredible size and shape of her big round tits, he had never been in the presence of such unbelievable beauty.

He seemed frozen to the spot for a second or two before he left the kitchen in a state of total embarrassment. His mother turned to Mandy and said, "oh just ignore him, he's a bit awkward around people he doesn't know, especially girls."

Mandy just smiled politely and they carried on with their conversation. 

Peter took up his usual seat in the front room and flicked the TV on. His head was spinning with a thousand thoughts, he couldn't believe what he had just seen, what a body! She was perfection, the stuff of all his wildest dreams and fantasies, if he had one wish for anything he wanted she was exactly it, he wouldn't change a thing, and she was going to be staying in his house for the next few weeks....unbelievable!

As he sat there nursing his ever growing erection Mandy came into the room and gave him a smile. She thought how he looked just like a kid, a shy geeky kid with no idea of fashion or style, had she not known any different she would have never guessed him to be 18 years old. He looked harmless enough though and she felt comfortable in his presence, she thought that he probably hadn't even started thinking about girls yet and so she wouldn't have to worry about him getting any ideas. 

She could sense his awkwardness and didn't want to embarrass him further so she turned her back to him and stood there for a minute or two to see what he was watching on TV. 

With his mother still out in the kitchen this gave him the chance to have another sneaky look at her. He could feel the excitement building in his frustrated cock as his eyes drank in the vision of her perfectly formed ass in the tightly fitted skirt. The way her lower back arched inwards seemed almost a deliberate attempt to tease by causing her shapely ass cheeks to thrust outwards even more. 

He could feel the unmistakable seepage of pre-cum oozing from his cock into his underpants as he looked up at her tits. From the angle she was standing at he could clearly see one of them from the side, it looked beautiful, so fucking huge, her white blouse seemed to be molded to its perfectly rounded shape. He had always had a thing for women with big tits, the bigger the better. He had always longed to take a pair in his hands and give them a squeeze, something sadly he had never yet done. He could only try to imagine how it would feel to reach around and cup hers from underneath taking their full weight in his clammy little hands.

Suddenly she turned and went back out into the kitchen, he couldn't take his eyes off her huge bouncing tits as she went, and, as she walked out through the door, the way her cheeky ass jiggled under the tight skirt.

Instantly he left the room and went straight up to his bedroom, his mind full of images of what he had just seen. He closed the door and pulled his trousers and underpants off as he quickly lay out on his bed. He flopped one arm across his face and started kissing it muttering Mandy's name over and over. With his other hand he grabbed his desperate erection and started to wank himself off constantly kissing and licking his arm as he muttered her name over and over imagining it was her.

Within a matter of seconds he let out a groan as spunk shot from his cock like a bullet from a gun flying over his head and hitting the wall behind him. As he pounded on his cock more and more of the stuff flew through the air landing all over the place. He let out a long sigh, he had wanked himself off before more times than he cared to remember but, for one so quick, that was a good one, there was spunk everywhere.

As he lay there with is mind still full of thoughts of the incredible Mandy just downstairs he knew he had to go again. He rolled over to his side and drew his knees up as he furiously rubbed his cock again. He imagined himself slipping his hand inside her blouse and feeling her tits while his other hand squeezed her ass in that tight skirt. Within less than a minute spunk flew from its tip once more and he again experienced the most amazing feelings surge through his body as he dumped loads of the thick smelly stuff all over his sheets.

After laying there and dozing off for a short while he woke put on a change of clothes and went back downstairs. He came into the kitchen where Mandy was stood ironing some of her clothes that had got crumpled in her case. She had changed into a tight pair of faded denims that fitted perfectly to her peachy ass and a pink t-shirt that fitted as all her t-shirts did, as if it had been sprayed on.

As she tried to speak to him she noticed his gaze seemed to be more concentrated on her body. She thought that maybe he was just getting curious about woman and their bodies and so rather than embarrass him she pretended not to notice.

While she continued with her ironing he couldn't stop looking at her tits held firmly in the snug fitting t-shirt. He so would so desperately have loved to touch them, feel them, squeeze them, he would have given anything to place his hands on them for just one second. He could feel his bottom lip start to tremble as it always did when he got excited, at the same time his cock again began to stiffen in his trousers. She was just so incredible, how was he going to manage the torture of seeing her but not being able to touch her every day for the next few weeks.

Every time she rubbed the iron over her clothes her huge tits rocked from side to side, he was sure he could just make out her nipples poking out against the thin pink fabric. The sex starved little pervert could stand it no more and had to leave the room and go back upstairs. As soon as he entered his bedroom he reached into his trousers and pulled out his desperately hard cock, he started to pump it in his hand and within a few seconds ropes of spunk flew across the room all over the carpet. As he rid himself of the thick sticky goo he fell to his knees and realised that this was how it was going to be for the whole time she was here.

He knew it was going to be hard for him but, of course, there was no way he would want her to leave, how could he she was just every sexual fantasy he had ever had all rolled into one. She was going to be the source of many great wanks over the next few weeks. A wank was one thing, but oh to fuck her...just imagine...oh my God!!!

He knew it would never happen but he could dream, and dream he did. The next few days were much the same as that first night, a combination of sneakily looking at her without drawing attention to the fact, and then running off to his room for some much needed relief. The nights were just as torturous knowing that she was asleep in the very next room, possibly wearing some sexy lingerie or possibly naked, just the thought of it sent the spotty nerd into a whirl of endless masturbation.

Friday evening came and Peter arrived home from college as always to find his mother preparing the evening meal. He went through to the front room and dumped himself on the sofa in front of the tv waiting for a look at Mandy when she arrived home from work. As he heard the back door open and the sound of her unmistakable voice talking to his mother his heart seemed to accelerate and his throat instantly dried as he waited excitedly to see her.

"Hi Peter!" she said cheerily as she came into the front room, "what you watching?"

"Er...m...monster trucks.." he answered in a nervous squeaky voice. 

He quickly glanced at her several times, each time taking a sneaky look at her incredible figure. She wore a short tight red skirt with a tight black ribbed sweater, her legs were encased in black nylon, she looked as always just so fucking sexy, if only she knew what she was doing to him. 

She sat herself down on the sofa next to him watching the TV as she did. Perched on the very edge to indicate she was only sitting down temporarily she leaned forward, and with her elbows on her knees she rested her chin in her hands.

With Peter slouched back in the sofa he couldn't resist looking her over, he loved everything about her, her blonde hair, her scent, her beautiful face, but most of all her lovely shapely body. As he looked at her he could feel his cock swell from its pathetically flaccid two inches to its rock hard seven inches of blood fuelled gristle. Again he looked under her arm at the massive tit thrusting out against her tightly stretched sweater, he had to constantly wrestle the overwhelming urge to reach under her arm and just grab it.

As he continued staring at it he reached into his pocket in the hope that he would be able to give his frustrated cock a little rub without being noticed. He wondered if she had any idea how much it would mean to him to have a feel of her tits, if only she would let him, why not? after all it wouldn't hurt her or even inconvenience her in the slightest, but it would be a dream come true for him and make him the happiest person in the whole world. These were the thoughts that constantly raced through his mind as he leered at her.

Then there was her short tight skirt and her legs encased in the sexiest silky black nylon. He imagined his hand running along the inside of her thigh and under her skirt, he imagined her to wear stockings. His mouth started to water as he pictured his fingers teasing her panties aside and slipping inside her wet pussy. That was it, it was all too much for the frustrated little creep and as he grabbed his cock from inside his trouser pocket he suddenly felt himself ejaculate into his underpants. He bit down hard on his lip as he froze to the spot terrified that she would know what had just happened, it took all his will power to hold himself still.

At that moment she stood up, straightened her skirt and went back through to the kitchen. He couldn't believe how lucky he was as he watched her leave the room. As soon as she was out of site he pumped his cock hard to finish himself off.

The mess that it caused in his trousers meant that he had to quickly leave the room and go up to his bedroom to change. As he did he heard her come up the stairs, she went into her room and shut the door, two or three minutes later she came back out and went into the bathroom. After another two or three minutes she left the bathroom and went back down stairs.

Peter went to the top of the stairs and shouted down to his mother that he was going to have a quick shower, something he needed to do in order to clean all the stale spunk from himself. He got to the top of the stairs just in time to see Mandy vanish into the front room, she had changed into her t-shirt and denims.

He went into the bathroom and locked the door, as he was just about to turn the shower on he saw the linen basket in the corner with the lid half off. Realising that Mandy had just changed he quickly put two and two together.

He checked again that the door was locked and went over to the basket and removed the lid, his eyes almost popped out of his head at what he saw as he peered inside. There on top of all the dirty washing was a bundle of black lace underwear, he trembled with uncontrollable excitement as he reached in and lifted out the first item, it was Mandy's bra and it was still warm, it must have been what she had just been wearing under her work clothes.

"Oh God," he whispered with a tremble in his voice as he held it open, the cups were huge, he saw the label had the size on it, 34FF, his bottom jaw fell open. He noticed it had no additional padding and realised that her tits were indeed as big as they appeared.

He couldn't resist putting his hands inside the cups and pressing it into his face, he could smell her scent all over it as he imagined her tits being in it just a few minutes earlier, this was surely as close he would ever get to having them in his face for real.

After a few cock hardening minutes he put it down and took all his clothes off. Next he reached in and pulled out the next garment. "Oh yes! I knew it," he whispered to himself as he found himself holding a matching suspender belt.

"Fucking hell!" was all he could say. He had always thought that women only wore stockings and suspenders in magazines, he couldn't believe it, the thought of it was driving him crazy as he imagined how incredible she must look in such sexy underwear.

Then he peered back into the basket and saw one final item, he knew what it was as he reached in and took it out....her black lace panties!

His excitement was beyond control as he brought them to his face and sniffed in deeply, he knew what he was smelling was the scent of her cunt, he had never smelt one before but he instinctively knew. He held them open with both hands and dragged his tongue along the silk crotch that would have just moments ago been pressed tightly against her cunt.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 14



That was it, he grabbed his cock just in time as he felt the unmistakable surge powering up through it, he started pumping furiously as instantly ropes of spunk started flying all over the place, it was like an out of control fire hose as it landed all over the walls and floor. Peter dropped to his knees as he continued sniffing and licking her panties, his thick smelly cream still pumping from his cock into a pool on the floor.

He let out a long sigh of relief as he felt such immense pleasure and satisfaction. He squeezed every last drop from within himself, slowly he calmed down and realised he had better put the shower on in case anyone wondered what he was doing in there.

Over the course of the next 15 minutes he found the underwear such a turn on that his rampant cock remained rock hard, it didn't soften even for a second and he managed to shoot his load two more times.

He now had a plan, the following day was saturday and surely she would go out at some point, giving him the opportunity to have a rifle through her drawers to see what else she had......

Saturday came and the geeky little nerd, as always, slept through until the early afternoon. When he awoke he pulled on his dressing gown and went to see if anyone was around. He soon found a note from his mother saying they had gone shopping for the day and may go for something to eat after so wouldn't be back until later that night.

The dirty sneaky little creep dropped the note and ran up to Mandys room as fast as he could. Once there he went through her drawers and found a full array of fine silk and lace underwear, he found it all such a turn-on. Although he had been dying to see what was in her underwear drawer the real prize however would still be what was in the linen basket. Just as he was about to go and see he felt something under her underwear at the back of the drawer, as he fumbled around he pulled out a video tape.

He looked at it and wondered what could be on it, he had no idea of its significance and how his fortune was about to change. 

It was the tape that Ted had brought over on the saturday, he had left it with Mandys mother, but she didn't want to risk having it in the house and so got Mandy to take it with her to dispose of as soon as she could.

He went back to his room and put it in his video recorder to see what was on it. As he pressed the play button nothing appeared on the screen, he went to press it again when he heard the machine make a funny noise. "Shit!" he cried as he realised that the machine had chewed the tape up. Things only got worse when he found that he couldn't eject it or anything. What could he do? she would go mad, she would know he had been through her drawers, this was just terrible.

He soon decided to disconnect the video player and hide it on top of his wardrobe in the hope that she wouldn't notice it missing until he had the chance to maybe take it apart and retrieve the damaged tape.

His excitement at again going through her underwear in the linen basket was greater than his concerns for the tape and so he went back to indulge himself for the next hour or two.......

Later that evening Mandy arrived home having stayed out longer than Mary with some friends she had met in town. Being quite late everyone was sound asleep in their beds as Mandy tried to be as quiet as possible. Before going to bed she went into the bathroom to brush her teeth. As she did she noticed the lid was only halfway on the linen basket and went to put it on properly. That was when she saw all the underwear she had worn over the past few days all screwed up together on top of everything else.

Curious as to why she reached inside, she was surprised and momentarily confused to find her things felt wet and sticky. As she lifted them out she was horrified as she soon realised what it was that was soaked into her various silk and lace undies. They were covered in thick smelly spunk, loads of it soaked into her various pairs of panties and even one of her bras, it was disgusting.

She knew straight away who this was all down to and turned and marched straight into his bedroom. He was fast asleep on his bed with not a stitch on. As she stood over him she saw his pathetic little stubby two inch cock laying on his rather swollen uncomfortable looking balls.

She didn't want to wake his mother so she whispered as loud as she dare, "Peter...Peter wake up, it's me Mandy I want a word with you."

With his eyes still closed he smiled and said, "Mandy, mmmmmmmm, Mandy."

She realised the nerdy little freak was still fast asleep as he carried on talking. "Ooooh yes Mandy, mmmmmmmm."

He was obviously dreaming as she watched in amazement as suddenly his cock started to grow.... and grow....... and grow! It moved down his leg, three..four..five inches, it then raised itself straight up and fell back against his stomach as it continued to grow, six..seven..possibly eight inches. Now a good four times its original size Mandy found herself stunned into silence as the disgusting little nerd continued to talk in his sleep.

"Ooh Mandy yes, mmmmmmm yes that's it mmmmmm." His hand had now found its way to his cock and he started to play with himself as he continued to talk in his sleep. "Ooh lovely big tits ooh yes mmmmmm lovely, yes thats it go on touch them, oooh lovely yes play with them, oh what great big beautiful tits."

It was obvious what he was dreaming about as he started to pump his cock up and down with his eyes still tightly closed. "Oh fuck yes thats it, thats it, go on, more more more, make 'em bounce go on more, yeah fuck me oh God fuck me yes oooh yes yes yes aaaargh aaaaaargh AAAAAAAARGH YES!"

Suddenly spunk spewed from his cock, rope after rope of the thick white stuff flew across his chest over and over again. "Oooh Mandy yes, mmmmmm yes oooh yes mmmmmm," he groaned as he squeezed and pumped the filthy stuff from his throbbing cock.

She stood in stunned silence at the realisation of what he really thought of her and what he must have been thinking ever since she arrived. 

"How dare he," she thought to herself, "the dirty little creep!" Despite her anger at him she couldn't help but notice one thing however, just how much spunk he was producing, after a good half a minute of violent ejaculation it was still dribbling from the end of his cock and running off his stomach. 

Rather than wake him Mandy decided to creep back out of the bedroom and tackle him the following day over his perverted abuse of her underwear...

The following morning Mandy had agreed to go with Mary to the church for the sunday service. As she dressed she tried to put out of her mind what she had witnessed the night before.

As always she dressed immaculately, the underwear she had chosen was a full matching half-cup bra, thong panties, and suspender belt set. It was the palest most gentle shade of pink and of the most exquisitely feminin lace design. Onto her legs she pulled her favorite champagne stockings with lace detail around the tops.

She paused to admire herself in the mirror, she knew how sexy she looked in her stockings and suspenders, not to mention the 34FF bra that held her huge tits perfectly. She also now knew the affect she was having on young Peter and couldn't help but wonder what he would make of the image she saw before her in the mirror.

She then slipped on a fine cotton summer dress also a pale pink with a subtle floral print. It was short but long enough to coceal her stocking tops, at the back it had a zipper that ran from the base of her spine to her neck and a tie either side that she pulled into a bow behind her drawing it in narrow at the waist. It seemed almost fluid-like the way it poured over her womanly curves showing off her huge tits and gorgeous round ass to perfection.

It wasn't see-through, but the material was so fine that in certain lights and if you looked hard enough you could just make out her suspender straps and where her lace panties emerged from the top of her ass.

For some reason just as she was about to leave her bedroom she went to the drawer where she had hidden the tape, it was almost as if something was telling her to check that it was still there. A dark panic came over her as she realised it was gone, frantically she rummaged through the drawer to see if she had put it somewhere else, but she hadn't it was definately not there.

It had to be Peter, she knew it must be him as she figured he must have gone through her underwear drawer along with the linen basket. She was now exremely worried, she had to get it back at any cost, she couldn't risk the chain of events that started with George happening all over again.

He wasn't in his room and so she went downstairs to where Mary was doing the dishes in the kitchen.

"Have you seen Peter?" Mandy asked.

"Yes he's in the front room watching TV," she replied as she carried on with the washing up.

Mandy went through to find the geeky little weirdo slumped on the sofa in just a pair of old boxer shorts watching the tv. Just as she came in she caught him momentarily with his finger shoved up his nose picking it, she was now beginning to see what a revolting little freak he was. Mandy knew that she had to be a bit clever and probably the best way to get a result would be to ask him nicely, she knew he liked her, even if that meant flirting with him a bit.

Peter watched her walk between him and the tv, he was stunned as always by how amazing she looked, the fit of her flimsy cotton dress seemed to emphasize her womanly hour-glass curves. Her tits and ass seemed to jiggle freely with every step, he found himself instantly getting turned on, something that could prove to be extremely embarrassing wearing only loose fitting boxers and nothing else.

As she perched herself down next to him she turned and said simply, "can I have my tape back?" She knew there was no point in getting angry as he would just clam up and deny everything, she had to do whatever it took to nip this situation in the bud.

"W...what tape?" he nervously asked her pretending to not know what she was talking about. How could he admit to having the tape? He would then have the unbearable embarrassment of explaining what he was doing in her underwear drawer.

She knew she had to coax it out of him any way she could. She leaned towards him and whispered softly in his ear. "Don't be silly, it's ok, I know you have it....just tell me where it is."

This was the closest he had ever been to her, he found it impossible to control his excitement and, much to his embarrassment, his cock started to form a huge tent in his boxers.

"I...I d...don't know what you're t...talking about," he said.

She was worried that he may have watched it and she needed it back before anyone else saw it, especially his mother. "Come on," she whispered, "if you give it back we'll say no more about it."

As her voice trailed off he couldn't believe what she did next. She was so desperate that she gave him a gentle kiss on the neck and at the same time her hand came to rest on his bare stomach. He sat frozen to the spot, aware that his mother was just in the kitchen. He didn't know what to do he had never been in this situation before, he was both terrified and more excited than he had ever been.

Mandy knew what had to be done, he was a repulsive dirty little creep and yet that was the very reason why she had to do something now before it was too late.

"I'm sure you enjoyed it," she went on as she continued pecking him on the neck, "but you must know why I need it back, I don't want anyone else to see it, if your mother ever saw it I would have to tell her what a dirty boy you've been."

Still he sat in silence, his mind on the soft and gentle touch of her hand as it remained on his stomach within just an inch or two of the waist of his shorts. All he could think was how much he wished she would just move it down towards his throbbing erection. He prayed for devine intervention as he willed her hand to move down his stomach, it was so close he could almost feel it.

"Maybe if I helped you with your, erm, problem," she said as she again kissed him on the neck, "then maybe you would give me my tape back."

He remained frozen to the spot, unable to move or speak as her hand very slowly started to slide down his stomach, when she reached his boxers her fingers gently wormed thier way under the elastic waistband.

He had never felt such incredible sensations in his life as she positioned her face in front of him and said, "I'm sure I can persuade you," then softly planted her lips over his. At the same moment her hand crept slowly through his pubic hair as it went deeper and deeper into his shorts. Suddenly his dream of dreams came true as her cool soft fingers slipped around the base of his hot aching erection.

"UUUUUUUUGH!" he groaned as he breathed in deep to the point that he thought his chest would explode, he found it almost impossible to breath out, much like someone does when they jump into freezing cold water.

His eyes rolled back in his head and his back arched almost as if he was having a fit when she started to run her hand along his solid length. This was more than a perverted sex starved 18 year old like Peter could stand, she gripped it firmly and gently started pumping it up and down, it was the most incredible sensation of his life. 

"I know you like that you dirty little wanker," she whispered as she started to rub it faster and faster for him. Suddenly he opened his mouth as if to let out a scream, Mandy quickly locked her mouth back over his and pushed her tongue inside to silence him. That was it, all too soon his cock instantly exploded in his boxer shorts, spunk gushed from it soaking completely through them. Mandy's hand was covered in the dirty thick stuff but she continued to wank the nerdy little geek determined to get every last drop out of him.

Peter was enjoying the experience of a lifetime as he felt more and more spunk pumping from his aching cock. When he looked down it looked as if he had pissed himself, the joy of seeing her hand inside his shorts massaging his eternally grateful cock was fantastic, an image he would treasure for ever.

All too soon for Peter she stopped and removed her hand, they both looked at it covered in his spunk, as she got to her feet and went up to the bathroom to clean up he saw it drip from her fingertips onto the carpet and smiled with such an amazing sense of satisfaction.

He then suddenly remembered his mother was just out in the kitchen and he too quickly leapt to his feet and ran up to his bedroom to sort himself out.

Mandy hoped that had done the trick and he would be so thankful for what she had just done for him that he would simply hand over the tape. She knew she had to get it back from him and she couldn't risk leaving it for any longer than she absolutely had to. For that reason she went down to Mary and apologised, explaining that she couldn't go to church with her as she wasn't feeling very well. Mary understood and told her not to worry and get some rest, there was always next week, and with that off she went on her own.

Meanwhile Peter was upstairs, having changed into a clean pair of boxers, unable to take in what had just happened, he had just been wanked off by the object of all his dreams and fantasies, it was just completely mind-blowing. He replayed everything Mandy had said in his mind, he hadn't seen the tape but he now knew there was something on it that she wanted keeping a secret, especially from his mother. He then started seeing this as a golden opportunity, he wanted her so badly, more than anyone had ever wanted anything before. His cock had remained hard and his mouth began to salivate as he began to think how he could use this situation to his advantage.

"Just imagine," he thought to himself excitedly, "if I have that tape and she wants it back, maybe I could get her to do anything I want....oh my God!"

Mandy decided to approach Peter and get it all sorted out right away. She went upstairs and hesitated for a moment before opening his bedroom door and going in.

She found the jug-eared spotty little sneak laying on his bed staring at the ceiling, again he was picking his nose with one hand, and, surprise surprise, his other hand was inside his shorts playing with his cock. She saw before her a most disgusting and nerdy little weirdo, he was so slimy, at least the old men she had encountered were honest, this dirty little pervert had kept his true thoughts so well hidden it gave her the creeps.

He instantly sat himself up on the edge of the bed pretending to be all innocent hoping that she hadn't seen what he was doing. Now standing in his bedroom was a vision so beautiful, so sexy, that he never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever see.

As she started to speak he interrupted her, he knew he had to be strong and use this once in a lifetime opportunity to its fullest extent. So with all the strength and determination he could muster he spoke.

"This tape.....erm, how badly do you want it back? I...I mean maybe I should just give it over to my mother to see what she makes of it." He was looking for any reaction as a guide to help him achieve his aim. He got it straight away, she looked suddenly nervous at the suggestion and he knew she really didn't want that to happen.

He looked her over, the fine summer dress cascaded over her incredibly huge tits before drawing in at the waist and then cascading again out over her oh so shapely ass. He wanted to get his hands on her so very badly, but he didn't know how far she was going to allow him to go.

"I knew you had it," she said, "now just hand it over and we can forget any of this ever happened."

"H...how badly do you want it?" He again asked, "I...I mean what would you, erm...you know...do to get it back?" Before she could say anything he continued, "I...I liked what you did downstairs.....y...you know..."

She knew what he was trying to say and there was no way she was going to give herself over to this little geek. That, at least, was how she felt, but deep down she knew she had to get the tape back to stop things from escalating any further, whatever it involved.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and from the way he was looking at her and the huge bulge in his shorts, she knew exactly what he wanted, it was what they all wanted. She knew what had to be done, no matter how repulsive she found it.

She walked over to him, "I need that tape, you know that, so please just let me have it....please..." Her pleading seemed to only confirm the hold he now had over her.

She sat on the bed beside him, he was now so excited at the prospect of what he may be able to do that his heart seemed to be racing out of control. He turned to face her and leaned forward in the hope that she would take the hint and maybe kiss him as she had done downstairs. She knew she had to do it, this ugly repulsive little nerd had her right where he wanted her. 

He looked down as her massive tits seemed to swell even more with the ever quickening nervousness of her breath. He just stared at them as if in a trance, they just looked so incredible, especially to a sex starved geeky little virgin like him. He had never touched a womans breasts in his life but had thought about it constantly, and now having such a gorgeous huge pair like Mandys thrusting out right in front of him was too much to resist.

She found it creepy how he just stared, fixated on her tits as if he had never seen a pair in his life.

She couldn't believe what she was about to say. "Y...you can touch them if you like," she told him resigned to the fact of what was bound to happen.

With that his eyes widened and his jaw fell open as he lifted his hand towards her left tit. Before he made contact she grabbed his wrist and held him at bay. "But only if I get my tape back," she told him.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 14



He just nodded his head and made a strange noise having seemingly lost the power of speech, not once did his stare waver from its target.

As she released his wrist he waited not a second longer and placed the palm of his hand directly onto her tit. He gasped in disbelief as he started to feel it all over, the thin material of her dress offered no protection from his mauling hand, he could easily feel every detail of her lace bra as if the dress wasn't there. He was amazed and surprised at just how firm her tit was, it felt so huge as his hand wandered across the top of it, around the side and then underneath it before settling back over the front of it and giving it a nice long squeeze.

All of a sudden as if something went off in his head he grabbed the other tit with his other hand which caused all of his weight to lean into her forcing her to fall back onto her elbows. His excitement was now getting beyond control as he groped and fondled her tits all over, he pushed his face into them sucking and chewing them through the fine summer dress. They were taking a hell of a pounding as he squeezed and massaged them with such excitement, not giving a moments though as to how rough and uncomfortable he was being on her.

He was now climbing all over her breathing heavily and groaning like a crazed animal, Mandy could see how over excited he was as he used her body as his own personal plaything, she was finding it hard to keep him under some sort of control. It got worse when he released one hand from her tit and reached down to grab the hem of her dress. She was unable to stop him as he started dragging it up her thighs higher and higher until it was up around her waist.

Wait...wait...WAIT!" she shouted as with all her strength she pushed the dirty little sod off. "I'm not having this dress ruined, so let me take it off."

He wasn't about to object as he climbed around behind her and pulled off his shorts before laying out on his back now completely naked.

Mandy reached behind herself and undid the waist tie, next she unzipped the back and got to her feet, the dress slipped from her body onto the floor.

Peters cock was harder than he had ever known it to be, his bulbous tip was a deep purple and so swollen that it looked as if it could just burst! He looked at her, she was the most incredible sight, one that he never thought he would see. She approached him as he just stared at her in all her fine matching lace underwear, she looked better than any girl in any magazine he had ever seen, he wanted her so very badly she was driving him insane.

"Lay still and don't move," she told him as she climbed onto the bed and lay along side him. He was now growing in confidence as he became more and more certain that he was the one in full control and she would have to do anything he wanted, and he wanted everything!

She rather awkwardly removed her panties as she lay there. Peter, however, was out of patience as he reached across and dragged her on top of him. With her now laying on him with her legs straddling his stomach he grabbed either side of her head and started to kiss her forcefully. She had no choice other than to comply with the dirty little runt, he was obviously going to have his way so she thought she should just try and enjoy herself.

She slid herself down his body towards his hard cock pointing straight up between her legs. As he fumbled with her bra strap, his total lack of experience making the undoing of it an impossible task, he suddenly stopped as if struck by lightening. Mandy had pressed her wet pussy lips against the tip of his cock and started raising her ass up and down causing her slit to lightly rub against it.

Peter ran his hands down into the small of her back and then up the rise of her ass until he was holding each perfectly rounded upward thrusting cheek in each hand. The up and down movement of her ass was driving him wild, her skin was so smooth and tight and the cheeks so firm and round, it was everything he had ever dreamed it to be.

As Mandy continued to rub her ever more soaking pussy against his raging purple head she started to move further down. Peters mind was blown at the incredible sensation of her tight wet cunt as it sucked his aching purple tip inside. He could take it no more and he instinctively held her ass tight as he rammed his cock straight up her as far as it would go. Suddenly he took full control as he hammered into her with such unbelievable speed, his enthusiasm and excitement meant that this wouldn't take long. Then sure enough he let out a cry as he powered into her, "YES OH FUCK YES YES YESSSSSS!!!" With that masses of spunk burst from his cock with amazing force, over and over with every thrust more and more of the filthy thick stuff pumped into her gorgeous tight cunt.

The idiotic little nerd kept on muttering how beautiful she was and how much he loved her as his cock rammed into her time and time again, dumping load after load of his dirty slimy spunk deep up inside her. He held her tight as his cock twitched and jerked the final drops out of itself until soon enough he let out a long sigh and came to a momentary standstill.

Thinking that was it Mandy went to try and roll off, but he was having none of it. "I haven't finished yet," he said with a smile all over his ugly spotty face. He started moving his cock around inside her, slowly rotating it as he started to gradually pick up speed again.

She couldn't believe it but he was still as hard as ever, his cock hadn't softened even for a moment, she knew she was about to get another good fucking from this dirty little freak with a seemingly permanent erection.

She put her hands on his skinny little shoulders and pushed herself up, now sitting upright on his cock she got maximum penetration as she started to grind against him.

Peter looked at her huge tits encased in the beautiful pink lace bra and, with a new found air of arrogance, licked his lips as he ordered Mandy to play with them.

"Ooh yeah go on go on," he said as she placed her hands on them and started squeezing them and squashing them together.

"Ooh yeah, take it off and show them to me," he told her.

As Mandy reached behind herself to unhook it she thought what a cocky little shit he was, who was he giving orders to? She knew, and he knew she knew, that he was now in charge and was going to make the most of it.

As her bra fell away and her giant naked tits bounced into view he suddenly started thrusting up into her harder and faster causing them to bounce up and down violently.

"I want them, oh God I want them.....NOW!" As he spoke he grabbed her arm and pulled her forward. She put her hands either side of his head to save herself, causing them to bounce and sway as they dangled just above his face, he grabbed them with both hands and stuffed one into his mouth. He couldn't believe how big and hard her nipple was as his tongue swirled around it.

As she was now leaning forward over him her pussy was at a different angle giving him the ability to slide the full length of his cock in and out of her. As he pulled it back until it was just about out of her he paused before suddenly slamming its full length right up her again. This caused her to let out a loud moan of pleasure, so he did it again, and again she moaned, he knew she was enjoying it and this turned him on even more.

He wanted to see his cock going in and out of her so he released her tit from his mouth and looked down between them. It was incredible to see, it was covered in her juices as he drew its full length back before driving it back up into her gorgeous wet cunt.

As his pace quickened she begged him to go faster, something that he was only too pleased to do. 

"More more," she pleaded as his iron piston rammed into her soaking wet pussy, "faster faster!" she demanded.

He couldn't believe what was happening, this was beyond his wildest dreams, and things only got better as he looked back at her massive heavy tits still hanging just above his face, one of her sweetly manicured hands now fondling them all over.

"Mmmmm you like my lovely big tits don't you, I've seen you looking at them," she said, teasing him with them. He just stared in awe with his mouth wide open. "Ooooh suck them for me, ooh please, please suck them for me I'm begging you."

He couldn't believe it, she was begging him! She lowered them to his face and rolled them around all over it, he opened his mouth wide and sucked in as much of the ample firm flesh as he could. "Ooooh yes that's it, oooh I love that mmmmm," she moaned as she started bouncing up and down on his cock getting more and more excited.

"Ooh you dirty little bastard, you love it don't you mmm? You love my big fucking tits, you can't get enough of them can you! Ooooh yes yes go on suck them harder, harder mmmmm." 

The nerdy little geek was in heaven, even though he was struggling for breath under the weight of her massive tits squashing into his face, it was total excitement overload as he felt he was about to go off again. He reached around her back and pulled her as tight to him as he could sinking his face as deep as possible into her incredible tits. That was it, his cock suddenly exploded inside her, spewing loads more of his dirty hot spunk into the depths of her juicy wet cunt. She too could hold back no more as an amazing orgasm ripped right through her entire body, her juices poured from within mixing with his, so much that it flooded from her all over his balls and formed a puddle on the sheet.

Grinding together the two of them moaned and groaned as they writhed in ecstasy for several minutes. As they slowed themselves down, they both heard the door downstairs slam shut, it was Peters mother back from the church early. Mandy looked at Peter horrified, in a state of panic quickly climbed off and gathered her clothes from the floor.

Peter still wanted more and grabbed her before she could run from the room, the sight of her in just her stockings and suspenders was too much. His hands were everywhere, groping and grabbing at her like she was a piece of meat. She could see his cock was still rock hard, it seemed he could just keep going for ever.

"Please," he pleaded, "I'll give you the tape but you have to help me, please, my cock's so hard still, I need more, oh please!"

"Later!" she said firmly as she pushed him away before running into the bathroom.

Peter fell back on the bed and just lay there with a huge grin on his face as he pulled the covers over himself and started to stroke his cock. He was in a heavenly trance as he tried to get his head around what had just happened, he had actually fucked her, the source of all of his dreams and perverted little fantasies was now in the bathroom with her cunt full of his spunk. He wanted more, a lot more, he could never get enough of that amazing body.

As he lay there thinking of all the fun he was going to have and all the things he was going to do to her he suddenly remembered the tape still stuck in the machine on top of his wardrobe. He was now more curious than ever as to what was on it, and so that night he would dismantle the thing so he could retrieve it and see what it contained...... 



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 15



That night Mandy locked the door to her room to keep the dirty little nerd Peter at bay. With her eyes closed Mandy lay there in bed thinking of everything that had happened since her first meeting with old George. 

As her mind started to wander she questioned herself over why she reluctantly seemed to enjoy being used by these disgusting people. The more she thought about it the more she began to realise where these feelings came from, and she could pinpoint the exact moment in time when it all started.

She remembered an incident that occurred when she was 18, almost a year before she met old George. She hadn't given it any thought in recent months with everything that had been happening, but she does remember that recounting the event in her mind used to always get her so excited that she would often use it when she wanted to enjoy a little solitary self pleasuring.

What happened to her would have been extremely unpleasant and shocking to anyone else, and it should have had the same affect on her but for some reason it really didn't. At the time she knew it was a horrid and nasty thing and it was something that she wouldn't have wished on her worst enemy, but afterwards, although she could never bring herself to admit it, she found she couldn't help thinking about it and getting turned on every single time she did.

It was one of those things that unfortunately just sometimes happens and, although she was the victim, she was too ashamed to ever tell anyone. However she could remember it all in such detail, and the whole experience had a deep impact on her. As she lay there analysing why she found it such a turn on she found her mind drifting back to that day two years ago........

Being a pretty blonde 18 year old college girl meant that you were always bound to get rather a lot of attention. But when you're a pretty blonde 18 year old college girl with unusually huge tits and a college uniform that involves wearing the shortest skirt you could get away with, then you get more than your fair share, in fact it was, of course, constant. 

It was a hot summers day and Mandy took a shortcut, as she often did on her way home, across a private field edged by dense woodland. The grass was long but there was a well trodden dusty path that she had used many times before that took you around the edge by the trees. 

At about half way there was an old bench, as she approached it she saw a homeless old tramp that she had seen there a few times sat catching the sun. Next to him stood his rusty old bicycle with two old plastic carrier bags hanging off the handlebars stuffed full of all his worldly goods.

As she walked by him she felt a little uneasy at the way he was unashamedly staring at her, ogling her. Being a hot day she had taken her blazer off and was carrying it over her arm, she sort of wished she had kept it on as she was aware that the cut of her white blouse did nothing to conceal the enormous size of her tits.

As she walked past with her pretty blonde ponytail swaying from side to side, she held the hem of her short grey college skirt down with her hand afraid that a sudden breeze might give him more of a thrill than he bargained for. 

This went on for several days, her walking by trying to ignore him, and him glaring at her obviously enjoying what he saw. It made her feel uneasy as he looked a little scary, but the alternative was another fifteen minutes on her journey to walk all around the outside of the field and trees.

Friday afternoon came and she was thinking how she was going to spend the weekend as she crossed the field on her way home as usual. Remembering she was about to walk past the old tramp in his regular spot she decided to put her blazer back on, not that it really concealed her huge tits but it made her feel a little less exposed to his gaze. As she approached she saw that he wasn't there, the strange thing was however his bicycle was still propped up against the bench. Confident that he wasn't around and being a hot day she slipped her blazer from her shoulders and continued on past the bench clutching it in her hand.

As she went on another few yards she heard a groaning sound coming from the trees. When she looked she saw the old tramp leaning up against a tree bending forward holding his stomach. Mandy stopped and wondered if she should ask him if he was alright. She felt nervous about approaching him but at the same time she couldn't help being concerned for him, as she stood there deciding what to do he let out another groan as if in some pain.

She couldn't just walk on by knowing this poor old man may need some help so she waded through the long grass towards him.

"Are you alright?" she called out as she got closer to him. She seemed to have forgotten for a moment how uncomfortable he had previously made her feel. Her attention was on the fact that he was in pain, she didn't stop to think how tempting she must have looked in her uniform with her short skirt with her incredibly huge tits trying to bust their way out of her crisp white blouse.

He looked up at her as she got nearer and reached out a hand towards her. "Help me Pretty," he begged. Mandy found his referring to her as "Pretty" as rather sweet, and the fact that he was such a very old man seemed to help allay her fears slightly.

When she got close enough to him he reached out and grabbed her forearm, at the same time he let out another painful groan and held his stomach.

"Should I call for an ambulance or something?" she asked him.

"No no Pretty, just give me a few minutes and I'll be OK."

She couldn't help feeling nervous at the way he had a firm hold of her arm, as she looked at him she could see just how old and disgusting he was. He wore a long ragged coat that was absolutely filthy and torn all over. He had a dirty thick grey beard and his craggy old face, that she had thought was just very suntanned, turned out on closer inspection to be just plain dirty. His calloused old hands too were black with dirt and the underneath of his finger nails were absolutely thick with muck. 

With one hand he held her arm and the other he held his stomach, holding his dirty old coat together at the same time.

Mandy was aware of the way he was looking her over and wished she hadn't taken her blazer off as she caught him several times sneaking glances at her tits.

Again he groaned, "ooh its so painful...it hurts."

"Can I do anything to help?" she asked him feeling rather concerned.

"Well...maybe you can Pretty," he answered and then paused with a shifty look in his eye.

"Well?" she asked, "what can I do?"

"I have this problem, and you, more than anyone else, I'm sure can help me."

He opened the front of his old coat and Mandy just froze, she couldn't believe what she saw. His filthy old trousers were unzipped and his huge dirty old balls were hanging out. But more shocking for her was what was standing up above them. He had a huge erection, his cock did indeed look painful, it was so big and hard with a swollen purple head that looked as if it could explode. It seemed to be as thick as her forearm and was all gnarled and dirty with veins bulging from it up and down its length. 

As she stood there rooted to the spot unable to move, the old tramp smiled at her displaying a mouth completely void of any teeth. She knew what the situation meant, he wasn't in pain at all it was all just a trick.

"Maybe if you would just rub it for me Pretty, I'm sure it would start to feel better," he told her. "I...I would do it myself but my hands are so hard and rough that it would hurt even more."

Still unable to move or even speak Mandy just stared at it feeling too scared to say anything that may upset him, but at the same time feeling intrigued, even mildly excited.

He raised his hand to her face and gently brushed the back of his fingers over her cheek, the smell of his hand so close to her face was awful. "You're so soft Pretty, help a poor old man out of his agony...mmmm?" he said as he licked his lips expectantly.

As he let his hand drop slowly from her face he brushed the back of his fingers across her left breast, pausing for a moment while he pressed against it slightly feeling its firmness.

He lowered his hand further, took her other wrist and guided her hand towards his swollen cock.

"No!" she said as she pulled it away from his grip. She knew she should have screamed or ran or something, but instead, for some strange reason, she just remained where she was unsure what to do.

"Ooh come on," he said, "don't tease a poor old man like this." He reached out and again took her wrist and moved her hand towards his aching cock, "just touch it for me....please...just for a second."

She wasn't sure if it was fear or excitement that was affecting her, but reluctantly this time she allowed him to place the palm of her hand against the underside of his cock and she gently wrapped her fingers around it.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," groaned the filthy old tramp as she held the disgusting smelly thing in her hand. It felt huge as she slowly began to feel her way up and down it. She was amazed at how hot it was, and the way his skin seemed to ripple over the hard deep ridges that covered it from base to tip seemed to fascinate the beautiful and naive 18 year old.

"Slowly slowly," he quickly told her as she started to rub it for him, "that's it nice and gently, oooh yes Pretty, I want this to last."

She could hear what he was saying and knew that she definitely shouldn't be doing this, especially for a disgusting old tramp like him. But she could see the incredible pleasure he was experiencing and somehow that gave her a good feeling inside. This was probably why she did nothing when she felt his dirty calloused old hand against her bare outer thigh and start to move up higher and higher until it vanished under her short college skirt.

She could see he was starting to shake with excitement as his hand slipped around behind her and started to feel her ass through her white cotton and lace panties.

"Oh yes Pretty, you are good at this, ooh it feels so nice," he muttered as she continued to feel her way up and down his swollen old cock.

Amazingly she still did nothing as his grubby fingertips wormed their way under the edge of her panties and started to feel their way over her lovely tight ass cheek. Soon his hand was right inside feeling her bare ass, he squeezed it tightly feeling its wonderful round firmness, as he did his fingers carefully moved lower down between her legs.

Mandy allowed him to continue without protest, something that she realised must have been a great surprise to him, not to mention an even greater and unbelievable treat. A treat that only got better as she moved her hand down to the base of his shaft so she could extend her fingers and experience the feel of his huge balls with her fingertips. She then placed the palm of her other hand over the throbbing purple head of his cock and started to gently squeeze and massage it, she found it's wet coating of pre-cum meant her hand could easily glide around over it.

With both of her hands now lovingly caressing his filthy hard cock there was no way he could resist raising his free hand and cupping one of her gorgeous huge tits. Mandy knew he was close to coming as he groaned with excitement, his hand lifting squeezing and mauling one tit then the other, the filthy thing leaving grubby marks all over her fresh clean white blouse.

Suddenly she felt his hand groping her ass reach down further, his middle finger extended until it was between the lips of her now wet pussy. A smile came across his dirty old face as he slipped the finger up inside her.

"Ooh I know what you want Pretty," he whispered, and with that he started to flick his finger in and out of her slit making her wetter and wetter. 

Finally she gave the first indication that she was starting to enjoy it, "oh God...." was all she could say as the splashing sound of her juices against his finger became louder and louder. She knew it was all so wrong but she couldn't deny she was getting so turned on by it all, she felt like such a naughty cock teaser. 

Soon he was pushing her panties down her thighs until they fell to the floor. At the same time she started to wank his cock faster, when all of a sudden he pulled away.

"Whoa!" he cried, "no no no not yet," he whispered, "I'm not going to let this chance go by."

Then, without asking if it was OK with her, and some sense of urgency, he quickly turned her to face the tree telling her to put her hands out in front of her and lean against it. Next he put a foot on the ground between her legs and nudged her feet apart. Now standing about 2 or 3 feet away from the tree with her hands against it she had a pretty good idea how she must have looked.

With her back arched inwards and her incredible ass jutting out with her little grey skirt draped teasingly over it, only just concealing her now naked pussy, she had a good idea what was coming next.

She looked over her shoulder to see him shrug his scruffy old coat off. He then stood there for a second or two feasting his eyes on the unbelievable sight before him. "Oh look at that," he whispered in a tone of utter disbelief.

She couldn't believe that she was just standing there waiting, she knew she should tell him to forget it, it wasn't what she wanted but she felt she had no choice other than to allow him to have his way, after all she had driven him to it and it wouldn't be fair to expect him to stop now.

She felt him place his calloused old hands on her hips and hold her firm as he stepped up behind her. He squeezed her slender waist so tightly that his fingers almost met under her stomach. Her skirt was so short that as he stepped up behind her his huge erection simply vanished straight up under the back of it. Suddenly she held the tree tight as she felt his dirty swollen cock nudge against her soaking wet cunt lips.

"Ooh fuck Pretty, yes oh yes," he sighed as he pressed against her and his purple head slowly slipped inside. Then, unable to control the urge any longer, with one huge groan of pleasure he drove himself straight up inside her, burying his cock deep in her incredibly tight wet tunnel.

Mandy had never experienced such a thing, the walls of her cunt were stretched more than they had ever been.

"N...no please, don't please," she finally managed to say in an attempt to save herself from the indignation. But he just ignored her and as he slowly started pumping into her she found the sensation caused by the deep ridges along the length of his massive hard cock surprisingly just so amazing.

Suddenly he started pounding into her harder and harder, moaning and groaning as he did. "Oh fuck yeah," was all he kept on saying over and over.

She looked down to see his huge balls swinging back and forth between her legs as he hammered into her. The temptation to reach down and take hold of them was strong, but as she went to touch them she met his hand reaching around her as he tried to undo her blouse. He was failing miserably so she pushed it aside and took over, she undid the buttons of her blouse quickly followed by the front clasp of her white lace bra.

As soon as her tits tumbled free he reached with both hands from either side of her and grabbed them.

"Oh fuck yes! God what big fuckin' tits, oh yes!" he cried as he massaged them roughly over and over, squashing and squeezing them in his filthy smelly old hands. His breathing got heavier as his pace quickened, faster and faster he pounded his dirty big cock into her, mauling her tits as if he had never felt anything so incredible in his life.

As Mandy reached down and grabbed his balls in her hand he suddenly let out a cry. "Oh fuck fuck fuck!" he shouted as he was unable to control himself any longer. Instantly he released one of her tits and grabbed her pony tail pulling her head back towards him.

She felt his balls tighten as he cried out, "OH YEAH TAKE IT YOU DIRTY BITCH TAKE IT ALL!!!" Then all of a sudden as if a canon had gone off inside her she felt her cunt suddenly fill with his dirty hot spunk. He slammed into her over and over, pulling her hair and squeezing one of her huge firm tits as hard as he could as he pumped load after load of his filthy seed deep inside her.

At the same moment out of nowhere she felt herself being thrown into a most incredible orgasm. It was so intense that it caused her knees to buckle under their joint weight and they both collapsed to the floor. Now on her hands and knees he continued to squeeze every last drop from himself into her, taking the time to allow his hands to have a good feel of her amazing young body.

All too soon it was over and his cock slipped from inside her and he fell back onto the ground.

"Aaaw don't go," he said as she got to her feet and pulled her panties back on. Picking her blazer up from the floor she didn't even look back at him as she ran off buttoning her blouse back up as she went.............

..........That was two years ago and in all that time Mandy had never felt any anger towards the old tramp, she knows the affect her appearance has on men of all ages and he was, of course, only human, she knew how it must have teased him every time she walked by, and understandably it got to the point that he could stand it no more.

Unknown to Mandy, while she had been sleeping the night away, Peter had been dismantling his video recorder to retrieve the tape. After an hour or so he managed to free it and was pleased to see that, although it was a little chewed, it was still in one piece and so he crept downstairs in the middle of the night to watch it on the player in the front room.

He was stunned by what was on it and soon realised why it was so important for her to get it back, he simply couldn't believe what he was watching. He quickly saw this as a golden opportunity, one that comes along once in a lifetime, if you were lucky, an opportunity that had to be seized with both hands.

He knew he had got her! She didn't know it but she was about to see a very different side to the little nerd, the real Peter, a sex mad little pervert frustrated by an almost constant erection and a head forever spinning with a million disgusting thoughts.

Mandy awoke and readied herself for work, as she dressed she could hear that Mary was up and about and so felt it safe to venture downstairs. However halfway down the stairs she met Mary coming back up saying that she was going to take a quick shower. Mandy didn't want to be alone with the spotty jug-eared little geek Peter but now had no choice other than to make her way to the kitchen alone to get herself some breakfast.

As she walked in she noticed Peter sitting at the table munching on his cereal. Determined to get this situation under control she turned to him and told him in no uncertain terms that yesterday was a one off and that she wanted that tape back right away. She knew he was a pathetic and weak little runt and hoped that the stern tone with which she spoke to him would let him know she meant business and catch him off guard.

Unfortunately it wasn't going to work, he knew exactly what power that tape gave him and he was brimming with a cocky confidence that didn't really suit him.

Sitting there in a dressing gown that seemed to engulf his skinny frame, he pushed his breakfast bowel away and got to his feet.

"I've been waiting all night for you," he said as he placed his hands on his hips to display the obvious erection forming a huge tent in his dressing gown.

He just stared at her, very pleased with what he saw. She wore a simple pure white t-shirt that looked just incredible clinging to her huge tits showing them off beautifully, their magnificent size and shape emphasized by the tight fit around her narrow waist and flat stomach.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 15



Below she wore a pair of dark blue pinstripe trousers, although they flared outwards from the knee down so they all but covered her feet, they fitted unbelievably tight around the tops of her shapely thighs, the material pulling slightly where they hugged into her crotch. Then there was her perfect and beautiful ass, the trousers looked like they had been painted onto it. He could see no visible panty line, and the way her firm round cheeks seemed to be nicely independant of each other told him that she had to be wearing a thong.

He moved around the table towards her, she put a hand out to stop him getting any closer, but he seemed different, more confident, she had to admit she found it a little worrying.

"Y...your mothers just upstairs," she reminded him.

He just smiled an arrogant smile, "oh she's taking a shower, we both know she'll be at least ten to fifteen minutes." As he spoke his eyes were roaming all over her body, he made no attempt to hide the fact as he just stared at her tits. She stood there frozen, unsure what to do as he moved around her and licked his lips as he looked at her incredible ass sticking out behind her.

"L...listen, I...I want that tape back now!" Mandy said as sternly as she could.

The ugly little nerd just smiled and said, "no I don't think so....it's my tape now, and if you don't want me to show it to anyone else then you had better be nice to me."

Now Mandy knew she was in trouble, yesterday she felt she was in control, doing whatever she thought necessary to get the tape back from the disgusting little nerd. But now he obviously realised how important it was to her and she began to feel worried at what this sex-starved little creep might want from her.

As he stood behind her she could feel his horrible breath on the back of her neck, then all of a sudden, "SLAP!" He smacked her across the ass, "oh sorry, let me rub it better," he whispered as he gently stroked his hand down from the top of her hip across her gorgeous firm cheeks. 

Having his hand on her ass was an amazing sensation for Peter, her trousers fitted like a second skin, they were as smooth as silk clinging to the shapely outward curve of the two most perfect ass he had ever seen. He could feel his hard cock twitch and jerk as it began to leak pre-cum against the inside of his dressing gown. 

He needed a closer look and so crouched down behind her as he placed his other hand on it too. As his hands roamed over her ass he became more and more excited.

"Ooh that's lovely, oh God it's so beautiful," he whispered.

Mandy just stood there, her eyes looking up towards the ceiling as she allowed the repulsive spotty little geek to fondle her ass all over with his slimy hands. The more he felt it the more enthusiastic and rougher he became. Soon he was kneading her cheeks hard with his ever growing excitement.

The temptation was just too great for him and suddenly Mandy yelped as he took a cheek into his mouth and bit down quite hard on it. "Mmmmmmmmm," he groaned as he licked and sucked on it through her tight trousers.

After a minute or two he stopped and stood back up, undid his dressing gown exposing his pathetic naked body. He held her hips as he pressed his erect cock against the groove between her cheeks.

"Ooooh," he groaned, "feel that...? mmm...? see what you do to me?" Before she could even think of anything to say he slipped his hands under her arms and started to feel his way along the side of her enormous tits. She felt something wet and disgusting on her neck, it was his tongue. He licked all over the side of her neck and around her ear as he reached further until he was cupping her heavy tits in his grubby little hands.

"Oh fuckin' hell yes," he groaned as he sunk his fingers into the firm flesh, squeezing them as hard as he could. He knew he wouldn't be able to last for long as he rubbed his cock up and down against her ass. 

"Show them to me," he ordered.

With that Mandy knew she had to get this over with quick before Mary emerged from her shower. She reached down and took the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up until it was under her chin. Next she heaved each gigantic breast out from the white lace cups of her bra.

Peter quickly twisted her around to face him, his jaw almost hit the floor at the sight of her huge tits thrusting out between the white t-shirt bunched up above them and the white bra pulled down beneath them. 

"Oh God yes," he sighed as he grabbed them with both hands and locked his mouth over one of her swollen nipples. Moaning and groaning like a starving man he sucked chewed and licked it all over, cramming as much into his mouth as he could.

Just then they both heard his mother turn off the shower, they both knew they only had a couple of minutes at best. Peter rested his bony ass against the kitchen worktop and pushed her down to her knees.

She looked up at him disgusted by the smug grin on his stupid face. 

"Ooh come on, do to me what you did to some of them old men," he said to her as he positioned her until his cock was touching the side of her nose, almost poking her in the eye.

"Ooh yeah, fuckin' hell you're so fuckin' beautiful, ooooooh," he moaned as he slid his dribbling cock across her pretty face until the purple head was pressing against her lovely sweet lips.

She knew what he wanted and really had no choice other than to give it to him, if his mother found them in this position God only knows what would happen.

"Ooh come on, quick, I can't wait," he begged her knowing that at any minute he could blow his load.

Mandy hated the spotty little nerd with his ridiculous ears and his goofy teeth, but she knew this had to be gotten over with. So she took the base of his cock in her hand and started to pump it up and down. At the same time she opened her mouth and licked the underside of it, flicking her tongue rapidly across the over sensitive tip. With her other hand she cupped his balls, her fingertips just tickling behind them.

He could stand it no more and pushed forward forcing his cock deep into her mouth. With her tongue pressed against it and holding it back so he could only push it halfway in she sucked as hard as she could.

"Aaaaah yes yes yesssss!" He cried as Mandy felt his cock pump in her hand. At the same moment her mouth filled with his hot sticky spunk, his elation was beyond compare as he thrust his hips back and forth as quickly as he could. So much spunk kept on spewing from his cock that Mandy had to pull it from her mouth and, with her tongue out still pressed against the underside of it, she finish him by hand.

He looked down unable to believe the incredible sight before him. His cock was still pumping out spunk and it was now all over Mandys face, running all over her tongue and out from the sides of her mouth.

"Oh yes.....!" He sighed as his eyes closed and he pushed his cock back into her mouth to offload the final drops.

Knowing they only had a matter of seconds Mandy quickly got to her feet and grabbed a cloth to wipe her face. Next she hurriedly forced her swollen tits back into her bra and pulled her t-shirt back down.

All the time she was doing this, Peter simply pulled his dressing gown closed and sat back down to finish his cereal.

All Mandy could think was what an arrogant pig he was with that cocky expression all over his ugly spotty face.

Just as Mary was coming down the stairs Mandy flew by her on the way up. She needed to get into the bathroom to wash her face and rinse the vile taste from her mouth. 

After a few minutes to clean herself up, Mandy left the bathroom and went back downstairs, safe in the knowledge that Mary would be there. However when she got to the kitchen she found Peter still sat at the table but no sign of his mother.

"It's ok, she's gone to work," he said with an irritating arrogance, "so it looks like we've got a bit more time together, which is just as well." As he got to his feet he allowed his dressing gown to fall open displaying once again his rock hard erection. It seemed there was no satisfying his endless craving for sex. 

Mandy couldn't believe it, she was trapped alone on the house with him now, she was entirely at his mercy. She could tell from his manner that there would be no chance of talking her way out of the situation, and so she had to accept whatever he wanted she would have to do.

"God, I just can't get enough of you," he told her as he walked up to her, put his arms around her and, without waiting to see if it was ok with her, put his mouth over hers and started to kiss her passionately on the lips.

Mandy had no choice other than to kiss him back as she felt his tongue worm it's way into her mouth. He started to moan with pleasure as, trembling from the excitement, his hands started to wander all over her body, groping and squeezing as they went.

He released her mouth so he could speak. "Oh God your fuckin' ass, ooh I fuckin' love it, it's so fuckin' gorgeous." As he was saying it his hands were feeling it all over, taking each outward thrusting cheek in his hands and squeezing hard. He went back to kissing her as he allowed himself the pleasure of fondling her ass for another few minutes.

He then looked down at her tits pushing out against the tight white t-shirt and, enjoying being able at last to say exactly what he wanted to her, he went on.

"Ooh fuck, your tit's are so fuckin' big, mmmm oooh yes," he moaned as he released her ass and slipped his hands under the bottom of her t-shirt. As he moved higher he soon had a firm hold of them, "mmmmmm, yeah, I bet every man you meet wishes he could get his hands on these fuckers."

He smiled as he looked at the outline of his hands through her t-shirt massaging and kneading the pair of them. 

Suddenly he released them and pulled his hands out. "Quick, upstairs now!" With that he turned her towards the stairs and chased her up, loving the sight of her ass stretching the tight trousers further as she ran up the stairs in front of him. Pushing her into his room he threw his dressing gown off and told her to strip, he needed her and he needed her now!

Standing naked with his erection bobbing around in front of him, he watched in awe as she peeled off her trousers and t-shirt. She paused for a second, unsure if she should carry on. Peter just licked his lips as he admired her incredible body in her matching white lace thong and bra. 

He stepped up to her and pushed her onto the bed. As she lay there on her back Peter grabbed the sides of her thong and pulled it down her legs and off, pausing a second to sniff the crotch before tossing it aside.

Mandy hated the dirty little creep, with his ugly face and his scrawny lilly white body, who did he think he was? But he didn't care, all he wanted was her, this was every dream he had ever had come true. 

He clambered onto the bed and grabbed her legs at the back of her knees. He then lifted them up and spread them apart until her knees were up by her shoulders. 

"Hold them there," he ordered her.

As she held them in place she felt so disgusted at having to display herself to him in this way. Peter licked his drooling lips as he positioned his head between her opened legs just inches from her fully exposed pussy.

"Ooh fuck," he whispered, "that's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." He lowered his head and placed his mouth over it and kissed it with the same passion that he had kissed her mouth with earlier. "Mmmmmmmm yes mmmmmmmmm, ooh fuck that's lovely," he groaned as he started to eagerly devour it. This was his first taste of pussy and he was amazed at how good it was, it seemed to satisfy the constant drooling in his mouth. He placed his hands either side of it and pulled it open pushing his tongue in as deep as it would go.

Moaning uncontrollably he couldn't resist pushing two fingers deep inside and wiggling them around as he sucked and chewed on her lips and exposed clit.

Mandy couldn't help it, she let out a sigh as her juices started to flow, she didn't want it but couldn't deny she was now enjoying it.

Peter then crawled up her body and Mandy looked at him with her juices smeared all over his face and mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmm I love your wet cunt," he said as he licked his lips. He seemed to enjoy saying these disgusting things to the gorgeous 20 year old. He then lowered his face to hers and gave her a slobbering great kiss. As he did he kept on mumbling at the same time, "mmmm such a lovely cunt, mmm can you taste it?" 

He was now positioned with his cock just inches from her entrance. He locked his arms straight to raise himself up so he could look down at it. Then he looked back into her eyes, Mandy still had her knees held up near her shoulders as he instantly plunged it staight into her soaking wet hole.

"Aaaaaaaah yes!" he cried as he buried it into her as deep as it would go. Mandy couldn't help experiencing an instant orgasm as he did. Without a moment to lose he rammed himself in and out of her as fast as he could, his endless energy meant that he used the full length of his cock, withdrawing until it was almost out and then slamming into her every time.

Mandy was soon in the throws of another orgasm as his balls hammered against her ass with every thrust. Faster and faster he went until, as she looked down to see his cock fucking into her cunt, it seemed to be almost a blur.

With the squelching sound of her juices getting louder and louder she knew it wasn't going to be long. Then all of a sudden he pulled one of her bra cups down and sunk his face into her huge firm tit. Sucking and chewing on her nipple he seemed to get even faster, even more excited.

"Uuuuuuuuuuh!" came the muffled cry as his face was buried in her ample tit. He raised himself up and looked down at her beneath him as he cried out again. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh! yes...yes...YES!!!!"

At that moment Mandy felt his cock explode inside her, over and over he pounded her emptying load after load of his thick creamy spunk into her cunt. She couldn't help it as she felt another orgasm surge through her body causing her to release her legs and wrap them around his back. Pulling him into her she ground her cunt hard against him milking every last drop of spunk from him that she could.

Unbelievably, as he pumped her full of the thick white stuff, he seemed to just keep on going. Even when she thought he had completely emptied himself his cock remained hard and he continued driving it into her.

Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her and manhandled her over onto her stomach. With her face now buried in the pillow he hooked his hands under her hips and lifted her ass into the air. Now on her knees with her ass up she waited for what she knew was about to come.

"Oh look at that fuckin' ass," he cried as he slapped it hard. "Oh God I don't believe it," he sighed as he grabbed a cheek in each hand and lifted them up and apart. Then she felt it, he pushed his cock against her cunt and it slid straight in all the way to his balls.

Taken over by the excitement he instantly started slamming into her, sinking his fingers deep into the flesh of her rounded cheeks. Harder and harder he pounded her, groping her ass like it was his to do with as he pleased.

After a few minutes he slowed to a stop, but only so he could grind his cock around inside her as deep as it would go. As he rotated his hips he reached forward and undid the clasp on her bra. Mandy raised herself up onto her hands causing her bra to fall away and her massive tits to tumble free.

He reached under with both hands and pinched her swollen nipples. This caused her to groan and arch her back, pushing her ass hard against him.

That was it for Peter, he spread his hands over her tits and took up their incredible weight. Squeezing them hard his excitement got the better of him and he instantly started ramming his cock into her as fast as he could.

"Oooooh fuck..fuck...FUCK!" His cries echoed around the room as his balls tightened. He released her tits and straightened himself back up, taking her ass once again in his eager hands. As he slammed into her he could see her tits swaying and bouncing around beneath her. It was more than he could stand and he let out another cry as his balls powered another load of spunk up through his cock and out into Mandys gorgeous wet cunt.

Mandy couldn't help herself and she cried out as she experienced yet another orgasm. "Oh yes, fuckin' hell yes, fill me with your dirty spunk, oh yes!"

Peter did as he was told and kept on pumping his filthy seed into her over and over. All too soon he was coming to the end and he lay along her back once more so he could have a feel of her beautiful big tits while he emptied his final drops into her.

Before long they both collapsed on the bed. Mandy looked over at him, still with a feeling of hate, yet an undeniable feeling of satisfaction at the same time.

She lay there wondering where this was all going to end, if indeed it would ever end...



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 16



Over the next few days Peter managed to find out from Mandy how she came to be at his house. She explained everything, she then went on to tell him how her mother and his mother worked together and how her mother saw this as a chance to get her away from the troubles at home.

The more Peter listened the more he understood how Mandy's mother was also put in a difficult position in doing whatever necessary to save her daughter. The scheming little pervert soon realised that she too was a possible target to blackmail into sex, and the more he thought about it the more it seemed like a good idea.

His plan, however, wasn't for himself to benefit but for one of his nerdy friends, one he knew for sure would definitely jump at the chance.

His friends name was Stuart, but everyone always called him "Stinky." The reason was fairly obvious, he was a chubby guy with a real body odour problem brought on mainly by two things. Firstly he was rather overweight, he always seemed to have a film of sweat all over him giving his skin and hair that horrible greasy shine. Secondly he was so lazy that he hardly ever bothered to wash himself, he never saw the point as nobody much ever showed any interest in him anyway. 

Being the same age as Peter, 18, they were at college together, and being both nerdy geeks, equally as unpopular as each other, they became friends. Stuart didn't seem to care that people called him "Stinky," it was just something that he had come to accept during his time at college. 

He was an odd looking character, quite short and flabby with clothes that always looked like hand-me-downs, his trousers always seemed to be a good couple of inches above his shoes as they flapped in the wind. He had the same spotty complexion as Peter only his facial features were made all the worse by his glasses, they were the cheap thick framed type with lenses that looked like they had come from the bottoms of beer bottles.

Anyway the two of them remained good friends, mainly because nobody else wanted to be associated with them, until a few months ago when Stuart was suddenly thrown out of college for "inappropriate behaviour."

Now Peters mother, being a good Christian woman, took pity on him and found him a job at the department store where she, and Alison, worked. It wasn't much of a job, just a sort of caretaker and general lowlife handyman, but it was more than enough for someone like "Stinky" Stuart.

The thing that Peter never told his mother however was the exact reason why he was thrown out of college. The stupid little fat pervert had been caught secretly using a video camera to film up one of the lady teachers skirts.

The story goes that he had positioned his bag next to his seat and kept calling her over to help him with his classwork, and every time she did she had to stand astride the bag. This was fine until she caught her heel in the thing and kicked it over causing his video camera to fall out, which wouldn't have been so bad had it not been still recording at the time.

Apparently on inspection of the tape it was found that he had secretly filmed up this teacher, and others, skirts many times. Along with this there were a few shots where he had somehow filmed down the cleavage of some of the larger breasted lady teachers.

The tape was destroyed, the camera confiscated, and poor frustrated Stinky was unceremoniously booted out of college.

Peter had always felt a little sorry for the way he had been treated, not least of all because he understood the temptation to do such a thing, after all it actually seemed like a pretty good idea. 

Now Peter wanted to share some of his recent good fortune with his unfortunate friend. He wasn't yet prepared to share Mandy, but her mother sounded an ideal candidate to quench Stuarts thirst for the pleasures of the female body.

This would definitely be something that Stuart would make use of and so he called him up that evening and told him of Mandy's plight, and more importantly, her mothers involvement.

"Do you know who she is?" Peter asked him after telling him her name.

"Do I know who she is?" answered Stuart in a raised voice. "Do you remember me telling you about this fuckin' awesome lookin' woman that works here with the most amazin' pair of tits you ever saw?"

"Oh yeah, I remember," said Peter.

"Well that's fuckin' her!!! She's been drivin' me nuts ever since I first came here, you should see her, Christ I would give anything to fuck her the stuck up bitch, she's such a cock teaser parading around here knowing full well every single guy wants her."

"Oh...right," said Peter, somewhat surprised by his enthusiastic and rather graphic reaction, "well, it's up to you what you do now."

"So if she thinks I've got a copy of that tape, and, erm... she thinks I might let other people at work see it, you reckon she might just do anything to stop that happening?" Asked Stuart, sort of thinking it through while he was saying it.

"Yeah.....it's got to be worth a shot," answered Peter.

After a few more minutes chatter the call ended and the dirty little fat pervert was left wondering with excitement what the next day would possibly bring.

It was a day when Alison wasn't working on the cosmetics counter, instead it was her turn to be one of the floor supervisors. Among other things this meant that she didn't wear her uniform to work, instead for this roll she was expected to wear a smart suit.

Always one to make an extra effort to look her very best, Alison would wear rather expensive clothing, she looked very classy and, of course, extremely sexy at the same time.

She dressed herself that morning in an ivory coloured one piece silk and lace body, she often wore these as they held her stomach in and made her waist look narrower than it probably was. The lace bra cups showed her phenomenal 40HH tits off to the point that you could be forgiven for thinking they were fake when compared to her apparent slender midriff. It was all held together with two little poppers that fastened together under the crotch. 

Most of the time Alison preferred to wear pantyhose, however this piece of fine lingerie came with suspender straps attached, and so she pulled on a pair of dark tan stockings and clipped them on.

Over the top she wore a flimsy cream blouse and a dark blue suit. The suit consisted of a short jacket that came to just below the waist, she could never button it up as her boobs were just too big to allow it. The skirt was knee length and fitted perfectly considering the outward thrust of her big shapely ass, it was nice and tight but not stretched. On her feet she wore matching dark blue shoes with 4 inch heels, she admired herself in the mirror and, satisfied with how she looked, set off for work. 

Meanwhile the stinky little nerd Stuart on the other hand simply rolled out of bed as he did every day, put on the first things that he found on the floor and slouched off to work without so much as a shower or even brushing his teeth.

He spent much of the morning excited and nervous at the same time, he knew he had to wait to get her alone before he dare say anything to her.

Then, as he came out into the store room he saw a golden opportunity, Alison was up a step ladder with a clipboard checking some stock and there was nobody else around. He took a moment to admire her, she was just so sexy, her legs looked gorgeous encased in the dark tan nylon of her stockings. As his eyes wandered up his cock started to stiffen, he took a long lingering look at her big beautifully shaped ass in the tight blue skirt. The dirty little pervert wanted to touch her, he had wanted to touch her ever since he first laid eyes on her. The beautiful classy blonde had been driving him crazy with her sexy clothing and her unbelievable tits, this was surely a once in a lifetime chance. She was so far out of his league that he would never even dare dream that she might let him get his hands on her, but maybe even the most far-fetched of dreams can just possibly come true.

Although she was 39 years of age she could have easily been ten years younger, every guy that worked there had passed a comment at one time or another about what a cock teaser she was and what they would love to do to her given the chance.

Stuart removed his glasses and wiped them clean on his shirt before putting them back on. Then he cleared his throat rather loudly which caused Alison to jump and drop her clipboard. Before she could take a single step down the ladder to retrieve it Stuart had rushed across and picked it up for her.

"Oh, thank you," said Alison somewhat surprised by his enthusiasm to help.

"You're welcome," replied Stuart as he handed it back to her, unable to help himself from looking at her fantastically huge tits in the flimsy cream blouse just above him.

Alison felt a little uncomfortable with the way his gaze seemed to linger awhile. "Was there anything else?" she asked the dirty sweaty little geek.

"Well, there was something I've been meaning to ask you."

"Oh? What's that?" She asked, starting to become more and more uneasy with the way he was looking at her.

He decided to just come straight out with it. "I have a porn video at home, and I didn't know until just yesterday that the girl in it was your daughter."

"W...what?" Asked Alison completely shocked. She knew straight away what he meant and was unsure of what to do. She had worried that this day might come, but she never thought it would come so soon.

"The thing is," Stuart went on before she could say anything else, "I'm sure you wouldn't want me to show it to the rest of the guys here."

As he spoke he stood behind her and placed his hands on either side of the stepladder, effectively trapping her. His mouth started to water and he began to sweat more than ever as his eyes wandered up her legs and over her ass in the lovely tight skirt.

"N...no I suppose I wouldn't," was all she could say, now fully aware of the fix she was in.

"Well, I don't have to show anybody.....do I?" The tone of his voice sounded so creepy and Alison got a fright when she felt his fat sweaty hand touch the back of her leg just below the knee.

In her head she was screaming at him to stop, how dare he, who the hell did he think he was? But she couldn't, she was too afraid, and so instead she just remained still, frozen to the spot.

His breathing grew heavier as he realised that she wasn't doing anything to stop him. He spread his hand wide and moved it around until it was between her legs, his fingers on her knee. This was his first ever feel of a woman's stocking clad leg and he wasn't disappointed. It was so incredibly silky and smooth, his excitement grew and he licked the saliva from his lips as his hand started to slowly rub up and down the inside of her leg.

He was amazed that still she did nothing, was this for real? could she be so afraid that he would show people this tape that she would let him go further?Hhis cock was now rock hard and he could no longer resist the temptation to move his hand higher until it was under her skirt feeling the inside of her thighs.

He couldn't believe what she was allowing him to do, he had to push his luck further, he was in such a state of excitement. As he went higher he suddenly drew a huge intake of breath as he found her stocking tops with the suspenders attached, and then, more importantly, the naked thigh above.

At that moment she clamped her legs together and reached behind to push his hand away. "No no that's enough," she said as if she was suddenly realising what was happening.

Stuart, however, wasn't about to give up that easily, and so with her pushing his hand away, his other hand went up the front of her skirt. Quickly she grabbed that one to stop it venturing too far but as she did she had to release the other hand which meant he could again thrust it up the back of her skirt. As she wrestled with both of his hands while trying not to fall off the ladder she could hear him chuckling excitedly to himself. 

"Ooh come on," he said with sweat breaking out all over his forehead, "don't be a tease, just a little feel."

"No," she replied as strongly as she could, "stop it!"

He couldn't, he knew he was in a strong position and intended to use the fact to its maximum advantage. She, however, had a distinct disadvantage as she tried to maintain her balance on the ladder while trying desperately to keep his dirty groping hands at bay.

With her losing the battle she decided to resort to drastic measures and clouted him hard around the side of the head.

Instantly he was shocked back into some sort of self control. 

"When I say stop it I mean stop it," she told him directly.

As she spoke they both heard the doors to the store room open and someone come in. Stuart instantly stepped away and pretended to be checking what was in some nearby boxes. Alison took this opportunity to quickly come down the ladder. As she was about to leave Stuart grabbed her arm and told her to come to the cleaning cupboard in 5 minutes and if she didn't he was going to show everybody the tape and make sure they all knew who the star of it was.

This was a bit of a gamble for Stinky, he hoped beyond hope that she would do as she was told. She could, however, so easily now go and report him to the management for sexual harassment.

The cleaning cupboard acted as a sort of office for Stuart, it was a grotty little hole with a beaten up old desk and chair in it where he would take his breaks and read the paper. The most important thing about it was, it had a lock on the door, not that anyone ever came into it anyway.

He sat waiting for five, then ten minutes hoping that he was going to be lucky. His feelings were a mixture of excitement and fear, he just prayed that the beautiful and utter sex goddess that was Alison was going to make his dreams come true.

Then he heard the unmistakable clicking sound of heels on the hard floor outside, then there was a moments pause before the door opened.

It was Alison, she stepped into the cramped little "office" and closed the door behind her.

Stuart swivelled around in the beaten up old chair to face her. He was still a little nervous, but the sight of her extremely voluptuous curves before him in her well fitted suit and flimsy cream blouse meant that his overwhelming excitement soon drowned out any fears he may have had.

She locked the door behind her and said, "come on then, let's get this over with." As she spoke she was hit with the smell of stale sweat that seemed to fill the tiny little space.

He couldn't believe his ears, he wanted her so badly, she was his fantasy, all of his dreams rolled into one. He just sat there for a moment with his mouth wide open before pushing his glasses back up his nose with his middle finger (he was so sweaty and greasy that they kept on sliding down), he took a gulp, licked his lips and whispered to himself, "oh God yes."

Alison looked at the filthy sweaty bespectacled little creep with disgust. His black ill-fitting trousers had that greasy shine to them that cheap trousers get when they get old and worn, they were tight around the crotch which made his excited state clear for all to see. His grubby white t-shirt was all stretched out of shape and looked as if it had never been washed. Under his arms she could clearly see two large wet patches of sweat.

She knew what had to be done, she couldn't risk him putting that tape about the place no matter what she had to do. He had always struck her as being a little bit backwards, not a head case, more just a bit on the slow side. She wasn't sure if he could be trusted with that tape and so she knew she had to win him over, and the way to do it was obvious from the way he was looking at her and the bulge in his trousers.

He sat there facing her unsure what to do next, he knew what he wanted but was suddenly almost too afraid to ask. As it turned out it didn't matter as she took the initiative, much to his delight.

She took the two or three steps towards him and slipped her jacket from her shoulders and lay it across the table. He looked up at her drooling from the corner of his open mouth. Without the jacket on he got a good clear look at the size of her magnificent bust. The fine cream blouse seemed to tease and tantalise, it wasn't transparent but at the same time it couldn't conceal the sexy lace design of her incredible 40HH bra cups.

The look on his face filled her with disgust, he was revolting but she had no choice other than to continue.

She pinched her skirt either side at the hips and, with a sexy little jiggle, hitched it up slightly until it was a good few extra inches above the knee. She then stood along side him, turned and sat herself down on his lap, crossing one leg over the other as she did which gave the horny little nerd his first glimpse of her stocking tops.

"Now what is it you want from me?" she asked in a very suggestive and teasing way.

"Oh God I...I...I..." He had apparently lost the power of speech, all he could do was stare with his mouth open as he struggled to regain his composure.

Alison felt sickened by the dirty smelly freak, but she was prepared to do anything to prevent the secret of that tape getting out, she almost found herself hoping that he would take the bait and have her. If he did then she felt that as he was of rather a weak mind, she would be able to manipulate the situation back into her control.

She took his hand and placed it on her thigh. "I thought you wanted to touch me," she said quietly as she took his fat sweaty face in her hands and, without warning, placed her pouting red lips over his and gave him a long and lingering kiss.

He couldn't believe it, his hard cock was pressing against her gorgeous ass while his hand roamed over her stocking clad thigh. It felt so good and he couldn't resist pushing it up under her skirt and over the smooth bare skin above, his fingers tracing along her lace suspenders.

His excitement took over and his inhibitions quickly faded away, he wasn't going to let this opportunity pass. This was everything he had ever fantasized over, she was more than he had ever dared dream of, it was his one and only chance and he wasn't going to waste it.

He put his other hand behind her head and kissed her hard pushing his tongue into her sweet tasting mouth. His hand went further up her skirt and along the back of her thigh until he was groping and grabbing her ass cheek. He started to moan and groan as he continued to force his tongue down her throat.

"Mmmmmmm yes, ooooh yes yes, mmmmmm," he kept on saying over and over. 

Then, after a minute or two, he unglued his lips from hers and pulled his hand out from up her skirt before looking down at her magnificent chest.

"God what lovely big tits," he exclaimed with his eyes out on stalks, "I've dreamt about these more times than you could ever imagine."

She knew what he meant and the thought of him sneaking off to play with himself while thinking about her made her want to throw up, she couldn't help but wonder how many times he must have done this. She had seen him looking at her so often, and now she had a good idea what he was always thinking, he was such a disgusting little pervert.

Unable to control himself he brought his hand up and placed it on one of her tits. "Oh my God," he whispered as he gave it a gentle squeeze, he was surprised at just how firm it was, not to mention heavy. "Oh fuck you turn me on," he said as he leaned into her dragged his tongue up her neck, slobbering all over her like a dog.

She could see the state he was in and, much like Mandy, she couldn't help getting a little moist between the legs as he roughly groped her huge boobs through the flimsy blouse. Her state became more obvious as her sensitive nipples began to react by pushing outwards until they could clearly be seen.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 16



"Oh fuck I want you," he gasped as his excitement grew beyond control, "I want you now!"

He couldn't wait a second longer, he needed relief and he hadn't the ability to hold it back.

"Over the table," he ordered, "NOW!"

With that she got off his lap and did as she was told. She faced the table and leaned across it grabbing the other side. Her skirt stretched tight across her ass, it was hitched up to the point that as she bent over it just covered her ass but not her silk covered pussy.

Stuart undid his trousers as fast as he could and let them drop to the floor, they were quickly followed by his dirty old boxer shorts.

Knowing what was coming Alison reached down between her legs and pulled the poppers that held her underwear together. Instantly the garment twanged apart and exposed her pussy in all it's glory.

Stuart looked down at the unbelievable sight before him, his hard cock just inches from Alisons beautiful wet slit. Before he stepped up to it he couldn't resist having a quick explore with his fat stubby fingers.

"Ooh that's fuckin' wet," he groaned as he ran his middle finger between her lips and slowly wiggled it in. "Oh yes I'm going to fuck your lovely wet cunt," he went on as he slipped a second finger in and pushed them both right up her all the way to his knuckles.

Alison let out a quiet groan and arched her back slightly as she pushed herself back towards him. He could see she was getting turned on and he couldn't deny his desperate cock this ultimate pleasure for a second longer. So he pulled his fingers out and grabbed a firm round ass cheek in each hand before taking a step forward and pressing his cock against her now glistening cunt lips.

With one thrust his knees almost buckled beneath him as he drove his cock straight into her. He went in all the way until his balls were squashed against her furry mound. "OH FUCK YES!!!" he cried, the sensation was out of this world, instantly he drew back and started pounding into her as hard and fast as he could. His hands were everywhere, he was like an octopus, feeling up and down her gorgeous legs, groping and slapping her ass, reaching under and squeezing her tits, it was as if he didn't know what he wanted to do the most. All the while he was still ramming his cock into her as fast as he could, his excitement was such that it was going to be over much quicker than he would have liked, but he couldn't help himself.

The sound of his cock slamming into her now soaked pussy seemed to ring around the confined space, "SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP," it went as Alison started to moan quietly.

Her cunt was now so wet, her ability to flex the muscles within it caused it to grip his cock even tighter as he drove in and out of her. It was more than he could withstand, to see this incredible sexy woman bent over the table with his cock buried deep in her cunt was beyond his wildest dreams. 

Then suddenly he started shouting, "YES YES YES YES!!!" He grabbed her ass and lifted her cheeks as high and wide as he could, "YES FUCK YES YES FUCK FUCK FUUUUUCK!!!!!!" At that Alison felt her cunt fill with his hot sticky spunk, over and over he kept on pumping the stuff into her, sending her into an unstoppable orgasm. 

He had never experienced anything like it, he sank his fingers painfully deep into her ass cheeks as he continued to dump load after load of his dirty sticky seed inside her.

"Ooooh fuck yes," he went on in a quieter tone as he continued to empty his balls into her.

All too soon he had no more to give and slowed to a stop. He had no choice other than to step back and sit on the chair behind him before he collapsed. The sight before him was one he would treasure for ever, Alison in the sexiest dark tan stockings with her skirt up around her ass bent over the table. Between her opened legs he stared at her cunt all wet and ravaged with his spunk dribbling from it and running down her leg.

Alison straightened herself up and reached up under her skirt to do up the poppers of her underwear between her legs. As she straightened her skirt she looked at the fat sweaty geek slumped in the chair, she felt sick at the sight, and smell, of him. 

It was then that she noticed his cock was still hard and he was looking at her in that certain way still. It was obvious that he wanted more and she knew she was going to have to give it to him.

He now had a confidence that knew no boundaries, it was obvious to him that she was all his and he intended to make the most of it. 

"See what you do to me?" he asked as he nodded towards his erection, "maybe you could help me out...."

Alison didn't know what to do, she thought about turning and leaving, but that would only make things worse. While she dithered over what to do Stuart sat there gently stroking his erection, "take your clothes off and show me what you're wearing underneath," he told her.

He again licked his lips with excitement as she unhooked the back of her skirt, pulled the zipper down and allowed it to slip down her legs to the floor. She stepped out of it, picked it up and placed it neatly on the table. Next she started to unbutton her blouse, slowly but surely as she went lower the huge lace cups that held her tits firmly in place came into view.

"Oh yes...yes...yes," whispered Stuart as she shrugged it from her shoulders and placed it also on the table. He just sat there with his jaw almost in his lap. There she stood still in her high heels, her legs looked utterly fantastic in the dark tan stockings held up by the suspender straps attatched to her one piece silk and lace body. The garment pulled her in at the waist giving her an over emphasized hour glass shape. Her tits were so big that they looked out of proportion to the rest of her, "amazing," uttered a wide eyed Stuart as he just stared at them.

He quickly adjusted his chair slightly so it leaned back a little, he then beckoned her with his finger to come closer. "You're going to have to undo that thing again I'm afraid," he said with a hint of arrogant sarcasm as he pointed towards her crotch.

She knew what he wanted and so again reached down between her legs and undid the poppers that held her undergarment together. Next she positioned herself so she was standing astride both him and the chair, this was made easy as the chair had no arms, his erect cock was directly beneath her.

"Go on then," he instructed her, "fuck me!"

She knew what had to be done and so slowly lowered herself down onto him. He let out a long groan and his eyes rolled back in his head as her tight wet tunnel slid all the way down his rock hard length until her ass was resting on his swollen balls. Slowly she started to rotate her hips causing her cunt to grind against him, almost instantly her juices started to run from inside her down his cock and over his sweaty ball sack.

She looked incredible sitting on him in her expensive sexy underwear. He couldn't take his eyes off her lace covered tits as they hovered just above him looking so unbelievably huge.

"God I love your tits," he sighed as he placed his hands on her bare shoulders and pushed her straps down her arms, "show them to me."

Alison leaned forward slightly until they were just above his ugly fat sweaty face. She slipped her arms out of the shoulder straps and placed her hands on her hips. Then Stuart couldn't believe his eyes as she started to arch her back and force her tits out even further. The now strapless cups that covered them began to slowly slip downwards unable to contain the seemingly ever growing monsters. Alison saw the expression of awe on his face and so arched her back even more causing the lace cups to give up the fight and allow her enormous knockers to bounce out into view.

Stuart took a huge gasp of breath at the size of them, they were just phenomenal, he wanted them and wanted them now. Alison knew this and lowered herself bringing them closer to his face, his eyes bulged from his head and Alison lifted his glasses off and placed them on the table. She slowly rocked from side to side causing her tits to gently sway, as she did she lowered them further until they were just brushing across his face.

"Oooooooh, mmmmmmmmmmmmm, oh yes yes yes," he groaned as he stuck his tongue out to lick the wonderously massive things. Every time a nipple passed over his mouth he would bite down on it and suck hard, the left one then the right, then the left then the right, over and over he did this as she slowly squashed them harder into his face.

All the time this is happening her lovely wet pussy is gently massaging his rock hard cock, expertly keeping it satisfied while being careful not to get too carried away. She would never admit it but she was actually enjoying herself, she couldn't help it, she didn't want him coming yet. 

Now lost in heaven he moaned and groaned as he brought his hands up and grabbed each huge tit, one from either side. He was soon licking and sucking them all over rubbing them into his face. His hands were squashing and squeezing, groping and feeling every inch of them, he couldn't get enough and started to buck under her, desperately ramming his cock up her cunt as hard as he could.

Alison could feel an orgasm building from deep within and took control by holding him down and grinding herself against him. With her clit rubbing hard against his pubic bone she soon found herself losing all control and let out a stifled cry as her love fluid gushed like a torrent from her cunt all over his cock and balls. She threw her head back as she experienced a most incredible orgasm, her throbbing pussy constricted around Stuarts dirty cock as she came over and over. 

Stuart released her tits and slapped her hard on the ass several times as he realised what was happening to her.

"Oh yes you dirty bitch," he said, "you love it don't you? You love my big hard cock up your lovely wet cunt!"  

She had no choice but to answer, "yes...yes I do."

As she slowed she realised she was so tender that she would find it hard to continue, even though Stuart was still hard and yet to come again. His look was one of disbelief as she climbed off. "No no, not yet," he begged, he was on the verge of coming and couldn't stop now.

She just gave him a naughty look as she knelt down between his legs, he waited to see what she was going to do. He certainly wasn't disappointed as she took his cock in her hand and placed it between her naked tits.

"Oh God yes," he whispered as saliva dribbled down his fat chin, he couldn't believe what she was doing for him. As she squashed her tits around his cock she dipped her head and put her tongue out to lick the tip that was pushing up through her cleavage. It twitched and jerked and Stuart let out a long moan as her tongue flicked over the tip every time he thrust it upwards.

He knew he wasn't going to last this treatment for very long. As if Alison knew he was on the verge she pulled his cock from between her tits, opened her mouth and placed it on her tongue and started to wank him off.

With her hand pumping it up and down she closed her mouth around it and started to suck it hard. The sensation for Stuart was one beyond anything he had ever experienced, he couldn't control himself any longer and shouted out, "I'm coming I'm coming, oh God, yes yes."

Then suddenly his cock exploded into her mouth, she kept on wanking his shaft as her mouth filled with his hot creamy spunk. His entire body seemed to shake and tremble as more and more of the thick warm stuff kept on pumping from his cock.

Alison moaned, "mmmmmmmmmmmmm," as she sucked from the very depth of his balls. He looked on in utter amazement as she opened her mouth and licked the underside of his cock, her tongue completely covered with his dirty stinking spunk. It was all running from her mouth down her chin and onto her gorgeous big tits. She closed her eyes and continued to moan as she rubbed his filthy spunk covered cock around her face. 

"Mmmmmm I think you needed that," she said softly to him.

"Oh yes," he sighed looking at her beautiful face with his spunk smeared all over it.

After a few minutes, and feeling sure that she had squeezed the last drop out of him, Alison sat back on her heels and licked the spunk from around her lips. Then with her fingers she scooped it up off her tits and licked them clean, Stuart was just stunned, he would have never guessed what a dirty spunk hungry bitch she really was.

As he sat there recovering, Alison got to her feet and dressed. She took a tissue from her jacket pocket and wiped her face clean before leaning over the stinking sweaty heap that was Stuart, taking his face in her hands and giving him a long lingering kiss on the lips.

"Now we understand each other, if you're a good boy and destroy that tape, then there might be more where that came from," she whispered to him.

At that she unlocked the door and left, leaving Stuart half naked and unable to speak.....

....Later that day, Stuart telephoned Peter and gave him a blow by blow account of what had happened.

Peter found that hearing this turned him on, and it was then that he decided that maybe he could share the lovely Mandy with someone else. He knew just the person, someone that definately deserved a treat, his sickly old grandfather. 



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 17



Peters excitement at the thought of Stuart and Alison together had given rise to another plan, one that he would have to put into action straight away as Mandy was due to return home at the end of the week.

His Grandfather had been ill for the past year or so and, finding it very difficult to get around, had been confined mainly to the upstairs of his house. He had a nurse calling in on him every few days to check him over and ensure that he was taking care of himself. On top of this the old man had been very depressed, even contemplating suicide, so the nurse was also trying to keep an eye on his state of mind. 

Peter had been there a few times when the nurse called and, although she was a very plain shapeless dreary looking middle-aged woman, he had noticed that, despite his depression, the old man appeared to get very excited when she examined him. 

Peter never knew that a man like his Grandfather, now 81 years old, would ever be capable of raising a smile let alone the obvious erection that formed a tent in his pyjama trousers when she touched him. But then he figured that since his Grandmother had died some years ago and he was on his own it had to be quite an enjoyable experience for the poor old boy, even though her examination never took her anywhere near his excited organ.

The frumpy old nurse seemed to just ignore it, obviously understanding that these things happened and are perfectly natural. Peter however couldn't help noticing and could see how frustrating it must have been for him. He had even thought that maybe if the nurse gave him a little "help" with his problem then it might just go some way towards easing his depressed state.

Anyway he new that obviously that wasn't really possible and discounted the idea until now, when in a flash of inspiration he could suddenly see the possible opportunity to give him a once in a lifetime treat. 

So with just a few days before Mandy was due to return home Peter pulled her to one side and told her he had one more "favour" to ask of her before she left. He explained very carefully what he wanted her to do. 

He wanted her to pretend to be a nurse and pay a visit on his poor old Grandfather. He didn't want the old man knowing that it was all set up by him, instead he wanted her to act as if she was happy to help him out by showing him some special "kindness".

"I want you to make him happy," he told her, "and make sure you look good....you know what I mean."

Mandy knew exactly what he meant and wasn't happy at being asked to do yet something else. She knew, however, that she had no real choice and as she thought about it she soon began to realise that this may not be as bad as it seemed.

If the old man knew nothing about her, and Peter didn't want him knowing anything about his involvement then he wouldn't be in a position to demand anything and she would be in control. It would be up to her what she did or didn't do, the only real instruction she had was to make him think she was just a nurse and leave him satisfied, how hard can that be?

The week would soon be over and Mandy would be free of Peters demands, and so she agreed a little reluctantly to do what he asked of her. 

Now Mandy needed a uniform and as luck would have it she had just the thing. Her mother had one of her white work uniforms that was a few sizes too small and she had altered it several months ago for Mandy to wear to a fancy dress party as a naughty nurse. As it turned out her father saw it and refused to allow her to wear it and so it got hung in the back of the cupboard where it remained to this day.

The following morning she went back home to collect it knowing full well everyone would be at work and so she wouldn't have to face any awkward questions. She found it hanging exactly where she had left it with a plastic cover over it to keep it clean.

On her return Peter was waiting to tell her that he had checked and the nurse wouldn't be calling on his Grandfather today so this would be an ideal opportunity. He gave her the keys to his house together with the address and sent her on her way.

"Don't forget," he told her as she was about to leave, "He deserves a special treat in his life, he doesn't have long left so do what you do best."

Mandy had decided it better to take her outfit in a bag and change at the old mans house. She knew he was confined to the upstairs so she would be able to get ready downstairs.

She couldn't help feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement as she walked up the path to the front door. The house looked run down and in desperate need of some repair, and the garden was all overgrown with weeds. As she went to unlock the front door she noticed a rusty old bicycle propped up against the wall, and for just a moment she thought it looked familiar.

As she entered the house she was instantly hit by the damp musty smell of the place. It was untidy and there seemed to be junk everywhere and she found the whole place rather creepy. In the front room, aware that the old guy was just upstairs, she quietly opened her bag and changed into her "nurses" uniform. 

On the wall was a dusty old mirror that she used to check herself out in as she changed her clothes. Halfway through she stopped and asked herself what the hell was she doing? Did she really need to do this? It took her a few minutes to argue the point with herself but the result was that she had come this far and what harm could it do, after all if she wasn't happy or became worried about anything she could just leave.

She looked herself over in the mirror and she liked what she saw. She knew how sexy she was, but this outfit was a real tease. It was lucky that she changed here because had she walked down the street looking like this she would have been mobbed by every man out there.

The crisp white one piece uniform was a little on the tight side, even around her slender and narrow waist. The buttons down the front however did an admirable job in holding it all together. The cut of the outfit was perfect for her figure, although tight it allowed enough breathing room for Mandy and her incredible breasts, instead of squashing them it held them perfectly showing off their impressive size and shape. She had decided not to wear a bra, the firmness of her tits meant she never really needed one, also the fit of the uniform seemed to do the job of holding them in place beautifully.

Mandy had decided to wear a nice pair of black seamed stockings held up by a black lace suspender belt with matching panties. Now the outfit had been shortened with the "naughty nurse" look in mind. Luckily it covered her stocking tops but didn't really leave much room for bending over without displaying the thick dark band that gave away the fact that they were indeed stockings she was wearing.

The uniform had buttons down the front that ran the full length from top to bottom. Being a little tight around the hips and ass she found it easier to undo the bottom two buttons to allow herself a little more freedom of movement. 

She slipped on a pair of black four inch heels and as she twirled to look at herself in the mirror she was pleased with the way the uniform fitted nicely across her outwardly jutting ass.

"Gosh that is cheeky," the gorgeous 20 year old thought to herself, "now let's give this old man a bit of a thrill."

As she left the front room and crossed the hall to go upstairs she caught sight of something out of the corner of her eye, it was something that again looked familiar. Hanging on a hook was a filthy old coat, it was all torn and ragged and looked as if it belonged to an old tramp.

Just then a cold chill went down her spine, it couldn't be, could it? She was suddenly reminded of the old tramp that took advantage of her when she was 18. Could Peters Grandfather be that old tramp? With the bicycle outside and the coat hanging in the hall it was a distinct possibility.

"No, " she thought to herself, "no it couldn't be, what would be the odds?"

She put the idea out of her mind and went up the stairs, as she got to the landing she suddenly heard the toilet flush behind the door that was closed to her left. Without thinking she quickly went into the room opposite and hid behind the door, she didn't know why she did this it seemed to just be a natural reaction.

She spied through the partially open door and got a shock as the old man came out of the bathroom. She couldn't believe it, it was the old tramp, but it couldn't be, she had always assumed him to be homeless.

It was definitely him, she recognised him instantly, his image was so firmly stuck in her mind. The only difference was his beard, rather than the thick matted growth that she remembered, it had been cut back and was now just an untidy mess of grey stubble. He had obviously been ill as he now walked very slowly and with the aid of a stick. He took very small but quick shuffling steps as he crossed the landing to go back into his bedroom. As he went he seemed to constantly mutter to himself, his mouth hung open and he seemed to have such a sad expression across his old face.

All he wore was a grubby old pair of white underpants and nothing else, not a pretty sight for her to see as he shuffled off into his bedroom.

Mandy thought for a moment, this was a hell of a surprise and not something that she was expecting. She remembered the whole incident from her past so well and never thought she would ever see him again.

Although she felt she should leave she couldn't help thinking that maybe this was her chance to have a little fun on her own terms for once. The more she thought, the more the little devil inside her started coming to the fore.

She knew that he had no hold over her and he didn't look capable of forcing himself on her. On top of that she felt pretty sure that, as it had been two years since their very brief meeting, he almost certainly wouldn't recognise her. The only instruction Peter had given her was to make him happy, and so she thought that maybe she could do just that, but this time she would be in full control.

The cock teasing little minx smiled wickedly to herself as she undid the top few buttons of her uniform in order to show some of her incredible cleavage. She looked down at the swell of her 34FF bust proudly and whispered to herself, "right, let's have some fun."

As she entered the room she saw a high metal framed bed to her left with the old man laid out on it with no covers over himself. 

At first he didn't seem to see her and she looked him over. He was truly revolting, in fact he looked rather creepy laying there in just his grubby old underpants and nothing else. 

She slowly walked around the bed until she was standing at the foot of it directly in the line of the old mans sight.

"Hi! I'm an agency nurse, and have been sent to help you today," she said in a happy chirpy voice.

The old man lifted his head from the pillow and raised himself onto his elbows as he quickly focused his eyes on her. His drooping mouth instantly fell open all the way at what he saw before him.

For a moment he thought she was an angel, her face so young and pretty topped framed with such beautiful blond hair. But as he began to take in the vision before him his eyes wandered down over her clean crisp white "nurses" uniform. He was stunned at the amazing size of her huge chest, the top few buttons opened just enough to give a teasing glimpse of her spectacular cleavage. They stood out so high and proud filling her uniform out to perfection before it tapered in tightly to a perfect fit around her narrow waist.

His view from the waist down was blocked by the metal frame at the foot of the bed. Mandy could see the expression of lust on his craggy old face and thought to herself how she was going to enjoy taking vengeance on this dirty old pervert.

She wanted to tease and tempt him but not satisfy him, she wanted him to suffer until he was begging her to let him have his way. She felt so wicked and cruel but at the same time strangely excited, she knew what he wanted already from the look on his face, but this would be her decision, Peter wasn't there so how would he know what she had done.

Slowly she walked from the foot of the bed around to his side. She saw his gaze wander downwards and stare at her legs sheathed in a skin of smooth black nylon, the shortness of her uniform obviously meeting with his silent approval.

He was finding it difficult to speak and so Mandy reached down and took his hand in hers.

"How are you feeling today?" She asked him in a sympathetic soft tone. "I understand you have been very depressed."

Unable to speak the old guy nodded his head as saliva began to drool from his bottom lip. Mandy knew that as she leaned forward to speak to him he was having a good look down her cleavage.

"Well I'm here to try to help you," she went on, "but first lets have some fresh air in here."

With that she placed his hand back on the bed and turned to the window, as she slowly turned and walked away she knew he would be looking at her sexy ass pushing outwards against the snug fitting crisp white uniform. When she got to the window she deliberately leaned forward to open it knowing full well that she was giving him a sneaky glimpse of the pretty lace pattern of her stocking tops.

The old boy couldn't believe what he was seeing, she was possibly the sexiest thing he had ever laid eyes on. As he drank in the sight of her incredible body in such an unbelievably sexy uniform he was aware that his old cock was starting to rapidly harden.

He was unable to help himself from staring at her, examining every fine detail of her curvaceous body as she took it upon herself to quickly tidy the room for him. Deliberately she would bend to pick things up from the floor offering a cock hardening view of her shapely firm ass, or if she was facing him, her ample cleavage.

After a few minutes of merciless teasing Mandy turned and came back to his bedside, she pretended not to notice the giant lump in his grubby old underpants as she sat herself on the edge of the bed. She crossed one leg over the other and acted as if she didn't know that she was now showing her stocking tops. Of course she was fully aware of what she was doing and she again took the excited old mans trembling hand in hers. With her other hand she reached out and placed it on his forehead.

"Oh you poor thing," she said gently and sympathetically, "you do have a bit of a temperature."

It wasn't surprising really, and she of course knew it. Deliberately she leaned forward to the old pervert in order to give him a closer look at her cleavage, the cock teasing little minx was starting to enjoy her little game. 

She saw the hungry look in his eyes but realised that he was different to how he had been just two years ago. He seemed genuinely sadder, less confident, she felt sure that in this situation he would have just grabbed her and forced himself onto her but he didn't seem capable. She was determined to pay him back by teasing him mercilessly, but then at the same time she couldn't help feeling desperately sorry for him.

She sat back up straight for a moment and then all of a sudden she got to her feet and took a step back. She was fully aware of the state she was getting the dirty old boy into and so she went on with her little act.

"Right," she said trying to sound like a professional nurse, "if you could remove your underpants I need to do a quick examination."

Without hesitation the old man drew his knees up and slipped them over and down to his ankles where he shrugged them off with a shake of his feet. As he lay back straight he smiled like the dirty old pervert she knew him to be as he saw her look at his huge hard cock for a moment.

It looked exactly how she remembered it, huge hard and covered in deep ridges, she couldn't help but feel a little excited at the sight of it, not to mention rather wicked.

His excitement was getting out of control and he hoped more than anything that the examination would involve her touching his desperate throbbing erection with those soft sweet young hands of hers.

She instructed him to put both hands behind his head and to lay still. 

"Let's have a look then," she said as she leaned across the bed bringing her pretty face closer and closer to the dirty smelly great thing. "I'm just going to have a check of your testicles," she explained to him, "mmmm just as I thought," she went on, "they are rather swollen, I need to just feel them for a moment."

Was he dreaming? He held his breath as she gently touched them with her fingertips, feeling them all over while his cock twitched and jerked all by itself.

She went on to explain how his depression might be eased if he were to release the pressure in his balls by masturbating. "It releases chemicals into the brain," she went on, "that would make you feel happier."

All the while she's explaining this the poor old man was being driven mad as she continued to gently fiddle with his balls the whole time.

"The best way for it to work," she explained, "is to build up as much pressure as possible, in other words, wait until you are excited to the point that you can stand it no more before ejaculation. That way you get the maximum chemical release into the brain."

Mandy was pleased with herself, she sounded really convincing, it was almost as if she knew what she was talking about.

The dirty old man was hanging on her every word, his eyes were roaming all over her gorgeous young body. Her huge tits, narrow waist and beautifully shaped ass all contained in the sexiest little white nurses outfit you ever saw. He wished he had the strength to overpower her and tear her clothes from her so he could squeeze her amazing tits, grope her gorgeous ass and shove his cock up her sweet young pussy. His mind was as willing as ever but the body was weak, he knew it wasn't going to happen but the tempting sight of her was almost more than he could stand.

She then told him that she would demonstrate how the theory works by showing him how much better he could feel. He waited in anticipation to see what she would do. She released his balls and walked along the side of the bed towards him. "Now keep your hands behind your head," she told him.

Mandy couldn't believe what she was about to do, he was so disgusting and old but for some reason she was actually starting to feel sorry for him and she felt this was something she just had to do. Of course the other thing she had to remember was her instruction from Peter, "make him happy," he had told her and so she hoped this would be all it would take to do just that.

She leaned across him and brought her pretty young face closer and closer to his, the smell of his breath from his toothless old mouth was vile. He watched with his eyes wide open as she closed hers in an attempt to imagine something less disgusting, and very gently placed her lips over his.

He let out a groan as she kissed him so softly, her mouth was so sweet and her lips so moist. Slowly as the kiss became more passionate she opened her mouth a little and the old man took the opportunity to push his tongue out against hers. He expected her to pull back, but to his utter amazement she slipped her tongue deep into his mouth and began to circle it around his.

He was in heaven, he couldn't understand why this beautiful young blond who could, without doubt, have any man in the world, would ever want to kiss an ancient old fossil like him, but he wasn't about to complain as he was loving every second of it.

After a few moments Mandy decided that enough was enough, she couldn't hold her breath any longer and so she started to lift her head away.

However the old man had other ideas and quickly grabbed either side of her head and held her still as he pushed his face hard against hers and began to slobber all over her mouth.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 17



Trembling and shaking with desperation he moaned and groaned as his filthy tongue invaded her sweet mouth. He slipped one hand behind her head to keep it there, and with the other he grabbed her wrist and forced her hand down towards his cock. "P...p...please," he begged. She knew what he wanted but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction, and so with one mighty effort and a shout of, "NO!" she pulled herself free of his grip and quickly stepped away from the bed.

As she looked back at him she was about to tell him off, but she saw he had a look of desperation and sadness in his old eyes and seemed to be truly upset as he again begged her to help him as he reached his hands out towards her.

She didn't know what to do, she wasn't about to just give in and do what he wanted but at the same time her kind and generous nature meant that she couldn't leave him in this state.

"That was very naughty," she told him, "now I need to examine your testicles again, but this time if you try anything I will leave."

That was the last thing he wanted, so he reluctantly put his hands back behind his head to show that she was safe and he wouldn't try to grab at her.

She was now aware of how incredibly desperate he was and she couldn't help enjoying being such a cruel cock teaser, she could feel the power she had over him. 

She again stood at the side of the bed and bent over it to examine his old balls, only this time she stood at a slight angle so her back was towards him and made sure that she bent enough to let him see her black lace panties. As she did she heard him make a sort of whimpering sound and with that she began to gently tease and fondle his balls.

"Mmmm, I think they are as full as they can be now," she said as she bent a little further to take a closer look at them.

The dirty old man was so desperate to shoot his load, he couldn't believe the view he was getting of her gorgeous ass as she bent over. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the thin strip of black lace that was directly between her legs covering her pussy, he knew she had to be doing it all on purpose. It was driving him crazy he needed to touch her, this was a chance that only comes along once in a lifetime, he didn't know what to do, it was pure torture.

"Right! I think you're ready," she said as she stood back up straight and stepped away from the bed, "I'll go now and leave you to, erm, sort yourself out."

With that she turned and headed for the door, walking in a very slow and sexy way, tits bouncing and ass wiggling as she went. She couldn't help but feel quite smug as she left the room, knowing only too well what a state she had left the poor old guy in.


Her pleasure was short lived however, because as she left the room she got the shock of her life, Peter was outside and had witnessed the whole thing. He looked her up and down admiring what she was wearing. "Mmmmm you can wear this when you come to see me tonight," he said as he licked his lips, "but for now I think you have some unfinished business."

Mandy was shocked to see him standing there, she had no idea he was there or how long he had been there for. She knew only too well that she had to do what he said and quickly realised that she was going to have to give the dirty old man what he was craving.

As Mandy was about to go back into the room Peter grabbed her arm. He looked into the bathroom and suggested that she might want to give his Grandad a shower and went on to suggest how it would be easier to wash him if she got in with him. "But leave the bathroom door open," he told her, "so I can see what's going on."

At that he stepped back into another room so as not to be seen.

Mandy returned to the old mans bedroom to find him sitting on the edge of the bed holding his walking stick, his cock was still rock hard and needing attention.

"Oh I've just remembered," she told him, "I'm supposed to give you a shower before I leave, so you'll have to leave that for now," she said pointing at his massive erection, "if you would like to follow me to the bathroom..."

With that Mandy turned and walked through to the bathroom ahead of the trembling old boy. As she went she knew he was following her leaning on his stick with his huge erection waving around in front of his frail old body, so the teasing little minx took the opportunity to thrust her ass out and give it the sexiest walk she could muster.

The old guy shuffled through with his eyes fixed on her gorgeous ass pushing out against the tight white uniform. He was so desperate to touch her and get some satisfaction to ease his unbearable frustration. But rather than grabbing her and running the risk of frightening her off, he decided to bide his time and wait to see what she was going to do next.

The bathroom had a double sized shower cubicle installed in place of a bath. Inside it had a seat attatched to the wall one side and a handrail the other. The old guy got another treat as Mandy reached inside to turn it on, as she did the back of her uniform rode up slightly and her black lace panties again came into view causing him even greater frustration.

She stepped back and instructed him to go in. As he did she stayed outside of the cubicle and tried to wash him from there holding the shower head in her hand. It proved just about impossible and she managed to get herself soaked in the process. The old boy had no idea that she did this on purpose as an excuse to get into the shower with him just as Peter had instructed her to.

She reached up and put the shower head back on its hook and the told him she would have to come in with him so as to wash him all over properly. Had he heard her right? this was what he had been praying for, he sat himself down on the seat and watched as the incredibly gorgeous young girl stepped away and and started to unbutton her sexy uniform. 

She couldn't believe what she was about to do, she knew she had no choice and began to wish she hadn't teased him so mercilessly. The filthy old creep had a raging hard on and she was going to strip naked and get into the shower with him!. 

He started to shake uncontrollably as she turned her back to him and let her outfit slip to the floor. His eyes bulged at the sight of her incredible ass as she went on to slip her panties down her legs and to the floor, soon followed by her suspender belt and stockings.

"Now I want you to behave," she warned him as she turned to face him. His heart missed several beats as he got his first look at her huge naked breasts, her youthfulness was obvious from the gravity defying firmness of such unbelievably huge things. She went to step into the shower and all he could do was stare as they gently swayed in front of her from side to side, he had never seen anything like them, so big and heavy and yet so firm and perfectly shaped.

With the water cascading all over them both she told him to stand up and grab the hand rail so she could wash him. He seemed to ignore her, his attention fixed on her naked 20 year old body. He reached out his old hands towards her but she swatted them away. "If you stand up and let me wash you then you can wash me after....deal?"

He just nodded his head and rose to his feet as he took hold of the rail, as he did this she sat herself on the seat and filled her hands with soap. The rampant old codger turned to face her, his huge gnarled dirty old cock pointing straight at her just inches from her face.

She began to wash him all over, the feeling for him was one of pure pleasure, for her however it was a feeling of disgust. He waited in anticipation as she washed all the way up his legs, when she got to the top he gasped for breath as she smothered soap all over his heavy old ball sack. He knew his cock was next but as if playing some cruel trick she went straight to his stomach and chest. He was now at the point where he couldn't take much more of this treatment.

He leaned forward to try and put his cock against her face, he needed her to touch it in way at all, but she simply dodged her head to one side and pushed him back.

"Right," she said, "you sit here so I can stand and wash my hair while you give me a wash." She couldn't believe what she was saying, the look in his eyes as his licked his old lips told her what she already knew, he was going to really enjoy this.....a lot!

The dirty old pervert watched as she closed her eyes and began to shampoo her hair, her beautiful huge tits now swaying from side to side right in front of his eyes. He applied soap to his rough old hands and as if in a trance he reached up towards them. As his fingers touched them he almost expected her to slap him away, instead she simply carried on washing her hair and so, unable to wait a moment longer, he started to lavish soap all over them, at long last getting his first feel. Oh what a feel, they were perfection, so big and heavy and firm he simply couldn't believe what was happening. He swirled the cascading water around over them as an excuse to continue on and on squeezing and groping them like the dirty old man he was. 

Mandy kept her eyes closed and her hands on her head to wash her hair, she started to enjoy the sensation as she tried to imagine it was somebody else touching her in this way. She turned to her side and felt his old hands washing the water all over her firm hot young body, her tits, her waist, her ass, everywhere. As he hands went across her outwardly jutting ass cheeks and gave each one a firm squeeze she could hear him let out a long groan.

His cock was now in such desperate need that he knew he was going to have to take her soon, if she wanted it or not. He loved feeling the tightness of her smooth skin, she was so firm and toned, the disgusting old pervert was in heaven as she just allowed him to continue without any objection.

As she turned her back to him she parted her legs slightly, her ass now right in front of his face. He applied more soap to his roaming hands and placed a palm over each tight round cheek. With a circular motion he massaged each one, this was just the most incredible experience, like her tits her ass was just pure perfection . He was now at the point where he was going to do whatever he felt the urge to, and so he began washing up the insides of her thighs. The water cascaded off the shelf of her ass like a waterfall, and as he looked between her legs he could clearly see the lips of her pussy. 

He slid his hand higher up the inside of her thigh until it came to rest against her soft wet cunt. Still she offered no objection, so the dirty old bugger twisted his hand until his fingers pressed against it and he began to gently rub back and forth.

At that Mandy let out a moan as she reached forward and leant her elbows on the hand rail, pushing her ass back towards him. He took this as a clear invitation, and so he slipped two fingers between her juicy wet lips and slowly pushed them up inside her as deep as they would go. He wasn't about to let this opportunity pass, and so he started to finger her slowly at first before picking up speed until he was going at her hard and fast. He needed her beyond the point of no return so he could finally get her to satisfy his dirty hard cock.

"Ooh you dirty old bastard," she moaned, "you dirty dirty fucking bastard, mmmm oooh yes yes."

She parted her legs further and lowered herself towards his lap. "mmmm where's that dirty great big cock?" she asked as she reached between her legs and took the base of it in her hand.

The old man couldn't catch his breath for a few moments as the sensation of her touching his cock at long last was almost too much to take. He slipped his fingers from inside her and took hold of her hips as he guided her down towards it.

"Ooooooh!" he moaned as her tight pussy lips parted over the swollen end of his cock, she slid herself down it slowly all the way until she was sat an his lap. He was on the verge and knew he wasn't going to last as she started to rotate her hips and slowly bounce her ass up and down, her tight cunt massaging his bursting member so beautifully.

He reached for her wet hair with one hand and pulled her head back, with the other he reached around her and roughly grabbed her huge swaying tits, squeezing and pinching her swollen nipples.

Mandy was now in the throws of an ever building orgasm and reached down for his balls. "Ooooh yeah, time to empty these fuckin' great things," she groaned as she started to bounce faster on his cock, gripping it with the walls of her cunt as tightly as she could.

Suddenly the old mans balls tightened and with an unknown strength he rose to his feet pushing her face against the wall. He spread his old hands wide over her ass and hips and started to pound his huge old cock into her tight wet cunt with all his might. Harder and harder he fucked her, water splashing everywhere as his grunting and groaning echoed around the cubicle.

Mandy felt an orgasm rush through her body as all of a sudden her cunt filled with what felt like gallons of his hot thick spunk.

The old man had never felt anything like it as he came with such tremendous force, the pressure of so much spunk powering its way up through his cock was unbelievable. Over and over he rammed into her, dumping a seemingly endless load of the filthy stuff in her now soaked pussy. He grunted again and again as he continued to hammer himself against her, the satisfaction was overwhelming for the pathetic frail old boy. 

Fearing his legs would give way he rested himself along her back and reached under her to fondle her magnificently huge breasts as they swayed freely beneath her. His pace began to slow as he kept his cock buried as deep inside her as he could, the final drops from his old balls pumping into her.

All too soon he found he could stand up no more and his cock slithered from her as he sat himself back down on the seat.

"You naughty boy," she said in a teasing way as she looked down at him for a moment before stepping from the shower. Although she enjoyed it she couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, and so, grabbing her clothes together with a towel, she hurried from the room and went back through to the bedroom.

After a few minutes, and realising that she wasn't coming back, the old man turned the shower off, took his walking stick and shuffled off after her.

When he got to the bedroom he found Mandy had dried herself and had started getting dressed. All she had on was her black stockings and suspenders, she looked like dream, a pure fantasy, a sight that unexpectedly stiffened his 81 year old cock instantly.

Without putting anything else on Mandy sat on the edge of the bed and, taking a towel, instructed him to come closer so she could dry him off. She was aware that Peter could still be outside and so she had to continue with the whole ordeal. 

The old man looked like a drowned rat with his few wet strands of grey hair hanging from the sides of his bald head. He gave her a toothless smile as his sagging wrinkly old body shuffled across the room and stood right in front of her.

He looked down at her sweet and pretty face, his huge old cock bobbed around in front of it as hard as could be. With his rough old hands he reached down and took either side of her head and started to pull it forward towards his throbbing tool. 

"P..p..p..pretty, s..s..s..so pretty," he stammered. Whatever his illness was it had obviously impaired his speach.

Mandy knew what he wanted but couldn't bring herself to do it, although his cock had been washed in the shower and was a fine huge specimen, it still looked old and gnarled with such huge and heavy balls hanging low in their overstretched old sack. 

"Now behave yourself," she told him as she pulled her head back and pushed him away. She again reminded him to behave as he moved up close to her again muttering to himself. "Mmmmm l..l..lovely, mmmmmmm ooooh yes yes." He wasn't about to give up, sensing her half-hearted attempts at resisting him he knelt on the bed beside her and pushed her back causing her to reluctantly lie down.

Before she could get back up he clambered over her to hold her down. "Oooh t..tits l..lovely b..big tits mmmm," he drooled as he sunk his face into them, locking his toothless old mouth hard over one of her hard swollen nipples. She tried to push him off but he was now a man on a mission, he grabbed her other tit with his hand and squeezed it hard as he slobbered and sucked on them both all over. Now almost out of control he moved up her neck and forced his rancid old mouth over hers. He moaned and shook as he pushed his tongue as deeply into her mouth as he possibly could, slobbering and dribbling like a dog.

He ran his creepy old hand down her body until it was on the top of her thigh, excitedly he rubbed it up and down feeling the smooth silkiness of her stockings. This caused him to grow more and more excited, like many men he had always had a thing for women in stockings.

Realising the inevitable Mandy pushed him back telling him reluctantly that she would let him do this but it would be the last time.

The old guy just stared at her as she manoeuvred herself up the bed and lay with her head on the pillow, her gorgeous blonde hair spread out across it. She drew her knees up and positioned her feet apart flat on the bed, a more beautiful sight could not exist. Her perfect flawless young body looked so tempting laid out before him, if he could make one wish then this would be it, an incredibly voluptuous 20 year old gorgeous blond girl on his bed waiting for him to do as he pleased with her.

He knelt on the bed between her feet, the discomfort in his old bones and joints seemed to vanish into thin air as he stared at her sweet young pussy, so fresh and inviting. He placed his hands at the inside of her knees and gently spread them as far as they would go. He then stooped forward and gently kissed her stockings on the inside of one of her thighs. He slowly worked his way along until he reached the soft naked skin just above her stocking tops.

He licked and kissed his way further, Mandy closed her eyes as she made the decision to try and enjoy what was bound to happen as much as she possibly could. He lifted his head to lovingly admire the beautiful gift that awaited him between her legs. He rested his weight on his elbows and wrapped his hands around the tops of her thighs as he leaned forward and slowly kissed the lips of her pussy. As he continued he wormed his tongue between them and inside her tender moist cunt and started to taste her juices that were building up within. 

As he grew ever more excited he pushed his wrinkled old face into her now wet cunt and licked it like an over exited dog moaning and groaning as he did.

Mandy couldn't help but enjoy the treatment she was receiving from this disgusting old man and she let out a long sigh as he sucked on her swollen clit. At the same time he pushed three fingers up inside her and started to wiggle them around, he was thrilled to see her love juices runing out of her cunt and cover his old hand.

He couldn't wait, he needed her more than anything on this earth, and so like some sort of reptile he crawled up her body slobbering and drooling all over her as he went, pausing for a few moments to suck and chew on her lovely big tits. Soon he was positioned between her opened legs and his huge hard cock was nudging its way between her pussy lips.

Mandy now needed it as much as he did as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately on the mouth, her tongue swirling around his. Then suddenly they both let out a groan as in one thrust he plunged his cock into her all the way up to the hilt. Instantly Mandy lifted her stocking clad legs and wrapped them around his back, he drew himself back before he again drove it all the way up inside her. As he started to pound into her with long driving thrusts he began to get faster and faster, every time he ploughed into her she could feel the weight of his huge balls slamming against her ass.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 17



The filthy old pervert sounded like a pig at the trough as he kissed and slobbered all over her neck and face. He couldn't get enough of her, she had the body that men can only ever dream of and the most beautiful face that you couldn't help but fall in love with.

Mandy however found him disgusting, but at the same time couldn't deny how much she loved and now needed that huge hard cock of his, the deep ridges that covered felt just amazing.

She needed more, and so with one huge effort she rolled him over onto his back and pinned his arms down as she sat on him writhing her hips against him feeling his cock stretching the walls of her now drenched cunt.

He lay there staring in utter and complete awe at her mammoth tits so big and hard bouncing around above his face. Her nipples stood out like bullets and as he thrust his face towards them desperate to take them in his mouth. Mandy, still keeping his hands pinned down, managed to keep them just beyond his reach. The teasing little minx swayed them from side to side, she was such an unbelievable tease.

"Don't you think my boobs are too big?" she asked him in her usual innocent girly way.

As he shook his head and stammered out the word, "n..n..n..no!" Mandy remembered this was a naughty little game she had played before with some of the other old men she had encountered.

"Do you like them?" 

He eagerly nodded his head.

"You really don't think they're too big?" she went on as she arched her back a little more thrusting them out above him. Again he shook his head, his tongue hanging out like a dog, she knew exactly what she was doing, and she was loving it. 

"Men are always looking at them, some even try to touch them........I don't suppose you would like to touch them?"

"P...P...P...PLEASE!" he cried, the look of desperation all over his face was almost painful to see.

"Oh go on then," she said quietly as she slowly released her grip on his hands. Within a second he threw his arms around her and pulled her down towards him forcing her tits to squash into his face, his toothless old mouth open wide and sucking on as much meat as possible.

Mandy found it all so exciting and needed to fuck him harder. With her tits smothering his old face she bounced her ass up and down faster and faster, her lovely tight wet cunt sucking hard on his huge gnarled old cock. Then all of a sudden he let out a loud groan as he started to hammer up into her as hard and fast as he could. His sweaty old hands grabbed her ass tight and his fingers sank into her firm round cheeks as deeply as they could. With a fistful of ass cheek in each hand and a mouth stuffed full of firm young tit he couldn't control himself any longer. He suddenly blasted spunk from his heavy old balls, straight up through his cock and deep into her eagerly waiting cunt.

He bucked and jerked under her as he pounded more and more of the stuff into her. Mandy was amazed at his stamina and strength as he kept on ramming his cock up her, each thrust shooting another load of his dirty hot spunk into her grateful pussy.

He was indeed making the most of it as he feasted on her lovely young body, feeling groping licking and sucking her all over. All too soon he started to slow down, the final drops now oozing from his cock.

Mandy wasn't finished yet however. She sat herself upright, her ass resting on his tired old balls. She started to grind her clit hard against his pubic bone, faster and faster she went, the feel of his huge cock filling her pussy together with the sensation on her clit was all too much. Within no time at all a massive orgasm shuddered through her entire body, she let out a loud cry as she grabbed at her tits and squeezed them together. 

The old man watched the entire show unable to believe what he was being treated to. He could feel her juices running down over his balls as she drew a tit up to her mouth and sucked hard on her nipple. 

Her body shook and trembled all over as her cunt constricted around his cock, she continued to grind hard against it as she moaned and groaned in ecstacy. 

After a few moments she released her tits and they tumbled forward as she grabbed the sides of her head and came to a standstill. She let out a long sigh as she calmed herself down.

The old man just watched as she slowly seemed to come back down to earth, he had never seen a more exciting spectacle. 

After another minute or so she slowly lifted herself off him, his cock popped out like a cork and an incredible amount of fluid poured from her cunt all over him. Despite having come twice his cock was still rock hard and in need of more satisfaction. 

As Mandy tried to climb from the bed he put his hands on the back of her head and pushed her down towards it.

She knew exactly what he wanted, it was what he had wanted earlier, only this time she not only felt she could do it, she actually wanted to do it.

She parted his scrawny old legs and curled up in a ball between them. Next she took the base of his cock in one hand and fiddled with his balls with the other. Then, her beautiful eyes looking straight up into his, she opened her mouth slightly and placed her lips against the underside of his swollen purple end and gave it a long smothering kiss.

Slowly she lovingly worked her lips all over the glistening bulbous tip before she opened her mouth more and gently licked it all over.

"Oh p...pretty s..so lovely and p..pretty," he sighed as she slipped her mouth over it and started to suck, all the while her gorgeous big eyes looked lovingly into his.

"Mmmmmmmmm," Mandy moaned as she wanked his cock with her hand, sucking it harder and deeper into her mouth. He could feel her tongue swirling around it, she was driving him crazy, the sight of her pretty face with her lovely sweet mouth stretched around his dirty great cock was out of this world.

She knew he was so close to coming already, and as she kissed licked and sucked on the tip of his twitching cock she started to pump it faster and faster in her hand.

"S....SPUNK, G...GOING TO S....SPUNK!" he cried out excitedly.

"Mmmmmm, come on then," she whispered seductively as her mouth and hand continued in their joint assault on his cock.

All of a sudden he cried out. "AAAAAAAAARGH!!!"

A huge fountain of his thick creamy seed instantly burst forth into her mouth and all over her face. She kept on pumping with her hand as she licked and sucked all over the dirty sticky thing. More and more he kept coming all over her face as she wanked him off, it looked incredible to see her so young and beautiful, so pretty, covered in his dirty spunk.

He let out a huge sigh as she sucked his filthy cock into her mouth all the way to the back of her throat. As she slowly drew herself back, she sucked as hard as she could, drawing every last drop from deep within his balls. At last the old guy felt totally satisfied, more so than he had ever been.

Sensing he was completely spent she looked up at him and gave him a cheeky smile. "Mmmm that was nice," she said in a teasing way as she picked the long strings of spunk from her face with her fingers and licked them clean.

He just lay his head back and smiled, for some strange reason his feelings of depression seemed to have gone.......

Mandy knew she had done enough, and feeling pleased with herself she climbed from the bed gathered her clothing from the floor and went back downstairs to get dressed, not saying a word.

Peter had obviously left, and as Mandy got back into her normal clothes she made the decision that she would go back home tonight, being at the mercy of Peter was as bad as being at the mercy of Ted.....



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 18



With Mandy now back at home everything seemed to quieten down for a few days, giving her a much needed rest from the demands being put upon her.

Alison however was about to plunge into her own set of troubles, and life was going to take a turn very much for the worse......

It was the Monday after Mandy's return and Alison was at work at the department store as usual. It was much as any other day and Alison had planned to go straight from work to her tennis practice as she always did on a Monday. This was something that she really enjoyed and had taken it up some months ago as a way of keeping fit and was pleased with the way it toned her stomach making her waist a little narrower. This was something that she was obviously happy about, her huge bust and shapely ass remained exactly the same which gave her womanly curves even more emphasis. 

Unfortunately she could only ever go on a Monday as that was ladies only day. She used to go other evenings too but as you can imagine the sight of Alison running and jumping around playing tennis used to quickly draw a crowd of male spectators. Most of them had their tongues hanging out drooling as they would watch her gigantic 40HH tits bouncing around inside her thin cotton t-shirt. If that wasn't enough to delight then there was her short tennis skirt and the way it would keep flashing her panties stretched across her gorgeous shapely ass for all to see. It all became too much for Alison, the leering and ogling, the wolf whistles, the sometimes disgusting comments, and then came the last straw, this was when some of them actually brought cameras and started taking pictures of her. 

So Monday was the only time she could play, her routine was, as usual, she would change into her tennis clothes at work so she could head straight off over there. This was something that most of the guys at work looked forward to, Alison's amazingly voluptuous body contained in a sexy little tennis outfit was truly a sight to behold.

This Monday was much as any other and Alison waited until just about everyone had gone and then went into the ladies toilets to get changed.

Being a the sort of woman that takes a lot of care over her appearance, Alison had a number of different tennis outfits from which to choose. 

The one she wore today consisted of a nice pale pink cotton t-shirt that looked as if it had been painted onto her magnificent womanly curves. The skirt was the usual short pleated white number but with a pink stripe either side making it clear to see that the t-shirt and skirt were a matching set. It was obviously very short, as they always are, and as it hung over her slightly plump outward jutting ass, it did somehow manage to hide her panties.....just!

Underneath she of course wore a bra and panty set that went with her outfit, the bra being predominantly white lace trimmed with delicate pink lace edging. Her panties matched only they were pure white cotton trimmed with the same delicate pink lace edging.

On her feet she wore plain white pumps and ankle socks with a matching pale pink stripe around them, she looked perfect!

Thinking that just about everyone had gone she left the toilets and, carrying her sports bag with her clothe in it, headed for the staff door at the back of the building.

"Excuse me!" someone shouted.

Alison ignored the shout and carried on towards the door.

"Erm, excuse me!" they again called.

At that Alison stopped and turned to see who was calling her.

It was Norman the security guard, he was waving at her from the other end of the corridor, "can I see you just before you go."

This was most inconvenient as Alison had her court booked and it was always a rush to get there at the best of times.

Now Norman was rather a strange choice for a security guard, partly because he was rather old, in his sixties, and also because he was disabled and confined to a wheelchair for much of the time. His disability didn't interfere with his job however as he simply spent all his working day just sitting watching the security monitors. If he saw anything suspicious then his job was to radio the security guards on the shop floor and they would then take things from there.

It was a simple job and one that he could do adequately, he wasn't stupid but then he wasn't blessed with too much intelligence either. Spending his time in a wheelchair meant that he was a little flabby around the gut making his uniform rather a poor fit and always looking rather scruffy. His hair was black and greasy and he had a huge bald patch on top, he had a long moustache that was badly in need of a trim and permanent stubble around his flabby chin. Also his head seemed to permanently hang to one side giving him the look of someone who was slightly retarded. 

He wasn't a very pleasant character and there had been a number of complaints from the female members of staff regarding his behaviour towards them. It seemed that the management were always reluctant to pull him up over anything because he was disabled and they were obviously worried that it may lead to complaints of discrimination. This was a card that Norman played to his advantage. Not only would he get away with leering at the women but he was even afforded the luxury of being able to get away with touching them up. Nothing too serious but he did find it almost impossible to resist patting some of them on the bum or even running his hand up the back of their skirts, he was at just the right height you see. When they saw it was him they seemed to let it go, almost as if it was expected, not that they didn't think him a dirty old man, but for some reason nobody would tell him off for it.

As Alison walked along the corridor towards him she could smell the stench of stale cigarettes that seemed to hang permanently around him. "What is it?" she asked him, "I'm in a bit of a hurry."

"Step into my office and I'll explain," he told her.

He rolled his wheelchair back clear of the doorway so she could go in. As she did she could feel his eyes all over her, she knew just how sexy she looked and felt a little exposed and vulnerable in what she was wearing.

As she walked past him he couldn't help having a good look at the way her perfectly fitting pink t-shirt stretched across her massive tits. they seemed to be asking to be grabbed as they thrust out proudly in front of her. From behind he drank in the sight of her gorgeous round ass cheeks and the tantalising way their movement caused her short pleated skirt to sway from side to side. He admired her firm thighs, they looked so smooth and were covered with a luscious golden tan, he could feel himself growing excited already.

As she turned to face him she was momentarily shocked to see the old wheelchair bound retard so blatantly looking her over. "Now what is it you want?"

"Oh," he said as he gathered his composure, "the thing is," he went on in his rather slow and monotone way, "I have reason to believe that you may have some items that don't belong to you concealed about your person."

"What! Don't be so ridiculous," she said as she went to leave.

"I... I wouldn't leave if I were you," he told her in a more menacing tone, "I do have some rather incriminating evidence."

She knew that ultimately the security guards had the power to search all bags and there was nothing she could do to stop him, if he wanted her searched however then it would have to be in private and by a female member of staff. So reluctantly she handed him her bag, instantly he took it and opened it up to begin rummaging through it.

She had obviously put the clothes she had been wearing at work that day in it all neatly folded. However he pulled things from it without a care, making her more and more annoyed as he dumped everything on the desk to his side. Then the moment she had feared but knew was coming, he pulled out the black silk panties she had been wearing and seemed to freeze as he held them up before his eyes. After a moment or two he just giggled nervously as he brought them closer to his nose to have a sniff of the crotch. It was as if he had forgotten she was there, he was so obviously excited at having his hands on her used panties.

"Excuse me!" barked Alison as she swiped them from his hand. She couldn't believe the cheek of him, how dare he!

No sooner had she taken them from him than he had dipped into the bag again and pulled out her matching black lace bra. A huge smile came across his ugly old face revealing a mouth full of badly stained yellow teeth as he marvelled at the size of it.

Again she snatched it from him. Amazed at his arrogance she couldn't believe the way he just stuffed her clothes back into the back and threw it onto the floor.

"Right then," he said as he looked up at her rubbing his hands together, "we'll just have to search you and then you can go."

"Oh I don't think so," she told him rather abruptly, "as you know full well only a female member of staff can do that, and then it has to be in private."

"Well if you would rather I can just hand the matter over to the management, but before you decide maybe you should see what I've caught on the security cameras."

At that he spun his wheelchair around to face the desk. Along it was a row of several television screens and some video recording equipment. He reached across and pressed the play button and all the screens jumped into life with the same picture.

Curious but not too concerned Alison stood there waiting to see what he supposedly had on tape, after all she knew she hadn't stolen anything so whatever it was she felt sure it could easily be explained.

As the video began Alison realised that the camera was zoomed in on her up the ladder in the store room. She quickly realised that rather than using the equipment for its correct purpose he had been using it to film her, for what reason she didn't dare to imagine!

Just then the camera pulled back to reveal Stuart talking to her, it then dawned on her what she was watching. She stood there in silence as she saw he had the whole of their conversation the other day recorded followed by his groping of her while up the ladder.

As Alison brought her hand up to her mouth shocked by what he had caught on tape he told her to wait as the best was yet to come. Alison looked down at Norman sitting in his wheelchair, he was obviously getting excited as he sat there sniggering at what he was watching while blatantly fiddling with himself.

He had got her going into Stuarts office and then, turning the volume up, you could hear everything that was going on inside, leaving no doubt as to what they were getting up to. He then fast forwarded the tape to show her leaving the office, as she stood adjusting her clothes Stuart could be seen through the opened door sat with his trousers and underpants around his ankles.

At that moment Norman switched the machine off and pushed himself away from the desk to look up at Alison. "So you see, it's up to you, I mean it depends if you want your little secret to stay in this office or if you want me to make it public knowledge."


P...please...no don't do this....please." Alison was suddenly begging the dirty little pervert, the power had shifted and she knew he was calling the shots now.

"You just have to let me search you, that's all." Of course they both knew that wasn't all, he wanted more, much more. The disgusting wheelchair bound freak sat there virtually drooling over the unbelievably tempting sight of the young woman's incredibly voluptuous body in her pink and white tennis gear.

Alison knew she had no choice other than to agree, all she could hope for was that whatever he had in mind it would be quick. She was angry, both at him but also at herself. She knew the affect her body had on men and she cursed the size of her breasts and the trouble they seemed to bring her. But she was also angry at being so stupid as to wear such a teasing and sexy outfit, the little pleated skirt that just covered her panties and the sprayed on t-shirt that emphasized her magnificent chest were just asking for trouble.

Norman could see the expression change on her face to one of realisation of the fix she was in. He smiled a dirty smile as he looked her over, this young woman that he had been watching and lusting over for months was at his mercy, he couldn't believe it. At the same time Alison looked at the filthy old pervert sitting there in his wheelchair with his gut hanging over his belt. She noticed the hungry look in his eyes as his broad smile displayed his yellow stained teeth to her, pools of spit formed in the corners of his mouth, he was horrible and smelly and made her feel physically sick. 

"Well?" he said, "am I going to search you or shall I make this tape public knowledge?"

"O...of course you can search me," she replied nervously. 

He gave the impression of being a bit unstable, and the fact that he was obviously retarded in some minor way worried her and she was keen to keep him happy. She was extremely concerned about this video recording he had, and that coupled with his backward state of mind meant that she found the situation very worrying, even a little frightening.

As she approached him he instructed her to come and stand to his side, that way she would be easier for him to reach. The scent of her expensive perfume filled the air, she was so beautiful and sexy, yet so classy too. With her standing very close along side him he got her to turn around so she had her back to him.

The dirty old creep sat and admired her wonderful shapely ass at close quarters for a few moments, he loved the way it stuck out quite far and the way her little pleated tennis skirt only just covered it.

He wasted no more time, he was so eager to touch her. He reached with both hands and placed them either side of her waist before starting to slowly feel his way down over her hips. His heart was pounding like crazy, he couldn't believe that she was actually allowing him to do this. He grew ever more excited as he slowly began to bring his hands together across her ass. As he cupped each rounded cheek in his hands he spread his fingers wide and carefully felt her gorgeous shapely cheeks all over.

Alison felt sick at the thought of him enjoying himself by using her in this way, it was of course plainly obvious that searching her was just an excuse to have a free grope. She knew she should have refused to allow him to continue, but at the back of her mind was not only the thought that he might show the video to people at work, worse than that he might show her husband. She knew she would never be able to explain as he was a jealous man at the best of times.

Then she felt his hands releasing her ass and a moment later the back of her skirt lifting up.

"P...please don't," she quietly begged, knowing her pleading with him was useless.

He said nothing, instead he just let out a long sigh as her ass encased in her pure white cotton and lace panties came into view. He began to drool from his mouth at the sight before him. Its generous outward thrusting shape and size stretched the fabric tightly causing them to mold perfectly to each cheek. This was a long held dream come true for dirty old Norman as he brought his hand up towards it, the temptation to feel it was simply too much. He held her skirt up with one hand allowing the other to gently roam across her smooth white cotton undies. 

He took his time to explore every inch of it's incredible shape, it felt so good, better than he had even dreamt, but soon his excitement took over and he couldn't resist grabbing a good handful and squeezing it hard. First one cheek and then the other, he was so turned on as he groped and fondled her ass all over, her sexy white panties were driving him crazy.

Suddenly Alison let out a shriek as the dirty old sod opened his mouth wide and bit down hard on one of her cheeks. This caused her to instantly jump and step away from him, but as she turned to tell him off he simply laughed at her. The sight of the filthy old pervert sat there in his wheelchair displaying his disgusting yellow stained teeth and drooling from the corners of his mouth repulsed her, but she knew he was in full control and there was nothing she could do about it.

As his laughter faded away his eyes slowly moved from looking at her face and down to her chest and a more serious expression came across his face.

"Now come and sit here facing me so I can search the rest of you," he instructed as he closed his knees together and gestured for her to sit on them.

Doing as she was told she stood astride him and sat herself down on his knees. Her ass was perched on the very edge as if instinctively she was trying to sit as far away from him as possible. With her knees to the outside of the wheelchair arms she faced him with her legs quite wide apart, her small pleated tennis skirt hung between her opened legs just able to conceal her panty covered crotch.

Norman licked his dirty lips and dragged the back of his hand across his mouth before reaching forward to take the gift sitting on his lap that was being presented to him. He placed his hands on her shoulders and felt around her neck before stroking her lovely soft blond hair with his dirty nicotine stained fingers. 

"Mmmmmmmm," he whispered as he looked into her gorgeous big eyes, "you are so beautiful."

With that he lowered his hands until they gently came to rest on her lovely big tits. His finger tips slowly began to explore over them, he could feel the lace design of her bra through the tight pink cotton t-shirt. His touch was like one of a blind man feeling his way over them. Alison closed her eyes and turned her head away as she bit on her lower lip, he filled her with disgust and she hated him, but his touch was strangely starting to turn her on.

"Oh my God," he whispered under his breath as he marvelled at the phenomenal size and shape of them. He couldn't resist spreading his hands wide and giving them a much needed squeeze as he felt them all over. His hands roamed across the two most fantastic tits he had ever seen, it was like a dream he couldn't believe she was allowing him to do this. His eyes bulged at the sight of her sitting there, his cock was harder than it had ever been, she was just every wet dream he had ever had all rolled into one.


Alison just sat there, her 40HH breasts being groped and mauled by this repulsive old man, her tight pink t-shirt so clean and fresh under his filthy hands stained yellow and brown from a lifetime of heavy smoking.

"Let's check to see if you've hidden anything in that huge bra," he said as he began to lift her t-shirt up. "Oh lord," he groaned as he lifted it up and over her tits bunching it up under her neck. "Lovely, oh yes," he went on as he admired her tits in their perfectly fitted white lace bra. 

He wasted no time in grabbing them and having a good feel, they were irresistible. 

"Get them out," he ordered her. 

Still looking away and with her eyes closed Alison slipped her hand inside one bra cup and heaved out the biggest most gorgeous tit he had ever seen, while at the same time pulling the bra down with her other hand. She repeated the process with her other tit and after a moment or two pulling her bra down and her tits up until she was comfortable she sat there waiting for his next move.

Old Norman was amazed at what was before him, her huge tits looked like they had exploded out between her bra below her and t-shirt above. They looked as tight as two fully inflated balloons squeezing through a letterbox. Her nipples stood out long and hard looking as if they might burst open at any minute. 

Alison felt his filthy hands surround her right breast and start to squeeze it causing her nipple to swell even more. She had always had such sensitive nipples and when she felt his dirty wet lips start to suck on it and his teeth gently bite down she moaned without realising it. He instantly saw that this was something that she liked, something that turned her on whether she liked it or not. So he released his mouth and took each nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he watched the expression on her face as he squeezed each one hard and slowly pulled on them.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 18



It excited him so much to see her getting turned on like this, she placed her hands on the tops of her thighs and dug her fingers in deep as he pinched her nipples as hard as he could. Her head fell back and she couldn't help letting out a long groan of pleasure as he slowly pulled them round and round in a circular motion. 

It was true, Alison was getting turned on, she couldn't help herself, and as he rolled them around between his thumb and forefinger she felt the juices in her pussy start to flow. 

"Ooh you love that don't you, I always knew you was a dirty bitch," he whispered as he pulled and squeezed them hard.

After a few minutes of sending her into a state that he was hoping she couldn't return from he released them so he could get on with the business of groping her huge juicy tits. They were so big and firm and now topped off with long hard nipples that stood out more than a good inch, he was in heaven as he massaged them over and over in his grubby old hands.

He looked down at her opened legs and, releasing her tits, lifted the front of her tiny skirt up to see her white panties stretched across her pussy. His mouth fell open, what a tease, what a temptation, he had never seen a more incredible sight, it was one that he couldn't ignore.

"I know where you ladies like to hide things," he said in a knowing and creepy way.

Alison flinched as he placed his hand over her crotch and ran his fingertips up and down over the stretched crotch her panties, each time pressing them more and more between the lips of her moist pussy. He grew ever more excited seeing her getting more turned on as he fiddled with her cunt through the pure white cotton fabric. 

He needed her so badly, the urges inside him were becoming unbearable. So he lunged forward and, grabbing the back of her head, kissed her on the mouth. She tried to pull back but he was too strong. He forced his tongue inside moaning and groaning as he slobbered all over her, she tasted so sweet so wonderful as he pressed his foul smelling opened mouth hard against hers.

She had no choice other than to comply, so she kissed him back. This only served to encourage him even more as he seemed like an animal trying to devour her entire face. At the same time she felt his hand slip down inside the top of her panties, she now knew there was no getting away from the inevitable. 

"Mmmmm oooh yes yes yes," he groaned as he pushed his filthy hand deep into the crotch of her panties and without hesitation rammed two fingers up inside her, "what a lovely wet cunt, mmmm it's soaking."

It was indeed soaking and Alison couldn't deny what was happening, unbelievably this filthy disgusting old pervert was turning her on so much. She was getting to the point that she would soon need satisfaction, no matter how disgusting he was.

His excitement was now too much and he ordered her off his lap and onto her knees between his legs. She knew what had to be done and as she started to undo his belt she looked up at him. He found her so gorgeous that he couldn't resist leaning forward and giving her one more long passionate kiss while having another good feel of her incredible boobs.

After a minute or two he sat back in his chair and told her with an air of arrogance, "you know what to do."

With that she removed his belt and undid his zipper and pulled his trousers and underpants down to just beyond his knees. His huge dirty cock sprang up to attention as hard as can be, the tip oozing and smothered with smelly pre-cum.

He looked down at her kneeling before him, her tits resting on his legs, her face looking just so gorgeous as she eyed up his erection right in front of her. The anticipation was intense, he never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever see his dirty old cock in this situation. He was aching for her to touch it, to kiss it, to shower it with love, he wanted to feel a pleasure he never thought he could.

She looked at the thing disgusted by the smelly dirty condition of it, yet somewhat excited by it's impressive size and shape. She could see the look in his eyes, his sweaty old head hanging to one side as always only now with his tongue hanging out and saliva drooling onto his shoulder.

He held his breath as she took the base of his dirty stinking old cock in her hand and held it still as she gently kissed the underside of it.

It instantly twitched several times and he let out a long sigh as she slowly ran her tongue up its full length. He couldn't believe it and watched in total awe as her lovely soft lips slipped over the top of it and she sucked it into her mouth.

"Oh God yes!" he cried as the warm wetness of her mouth smothered his aching cock, it was a feeling more incredible than anything he had ever experienced, it was like nothing on earth and he knew he wouldn't be able to withstand this wonderful treatment for long.

"Oh God! What are you doing to me?" he sighed, his eyes rolled back under his half closed eyelids until you could only se the whites, "oh fuck yes!"

She removed her hand as she slowly sucked on it, her tongue gently caressing it all over inside her lovely sweet mouth. She wasn't sucking hard as she knew his cock would now be so sensitive that the lightest touch of her lips would be driving him crazy, she was teasing him. She ran her hands lightly along the tops of his thighs and under the bottom of his grubby old shirt, her touch was so sensual as her finger tips traced circles over his flabby old belly. She was really spoiling him, he had never been given such a treat by such an inncredibly gorgeous woman, a treat that any man would die for.

She looked up into his eyes as she opened her mouth and lifted her head until his cock was out, she then gently licked and kissed it's swollen purple head all over.

"Oooooooooooh yes!" As he groaned with pleasure he felt her hands move back to his cock, she took it in both hands and slowly pumped it up and down. He knew she was now losing herself in the whole experience as she softly spoke to him.

"Mmmmm, what a dirty big cock," she said in such a sexy and seductive tone, "ooh it's so hard."

With that she started to suck on it again, only this time much harder and with the assistance of her hands working up and down the shaft too. He was now beyond the ability to control himself, he could hold it back no more, he knew he was going to go off at any moment. He reached forward and down her back to lift her skirt up out of the way so he could see her ass in those lovely white panties.

"Ooh fuckin' look at that," he said as he reached further and grabbed her cheeks in his hands, "what a fuckin' lovely big ass!"

Alison continued to suck as he grabbed her panties in one hand and pulled them right up her crack as hard as he could. The view he had was amazing, he couldn't resist smacking one of her bare cheeks. "Oh yes you dirty bitch!" he cried.

"Come on suck it, harder harder, suck my dirty big cock you dirty fuckin' bitch," he groaned as he fell back in his chair and looked down at her beautiful face again, his cock buried deep inside it. He grabbed the arms of his wheelchair tightly as his balls tightened, "YES YES YES!" he grunted as he thrust his cock upwards.

This was it, the moment he had been waiting for. Suddenly and with immense force spunk instantly powered up through his cock and exploded into her mouth.

"AAAAAAAARGH!!! OH FUCK YES!!!" His cries were deafening as he experienced the most intense ejaculation ever, more and more spunk kept on coming, shooting up through his cock and hitting the back of her throat, filling her mouth until it was overflowing.

Alison wasn't able to swallow it all, and what seemed like loads and loads of the thick creamy stuff poured from the sides of her mouth down her chin and all over her hands as she continued to pump on his rigid tool.

Norman was in heaven as he looked down to see his dirty smelly seed spilling from her lovely sweet mouth. He wasn't finished yet, even though she seemed to be almost choking he still had more to come and shouted, "don't stop don't stop!" 

He carried on pumping load upon load of the stuff into her mouth it was all over her tongue as she tried to lap it up.

Soon he slowed and Alison was at last relieved to find him running out of steam. After another minute or two to bring him slowly down from his high, she slipped him from her mouth and sat back on her heels. She was in a mess, her lips and chin covered in his dirty sticky spunk, she looked down to see blobs of it had landed all over her tits. 

"Mmmm what a picture," said Norman with a huge satisfied smile all across his repulsive face, "here, clean it up with these." 

He pulled the black lace panties from her bag and threw them at her. She took them in her hand and started to wipe herself around the mouth with them. "Oh yes," he whispered, it looked so dirty seeing her cleaning his spunk from all over her mouth and tits with the sexy lace panties that she had been wearing all day.

Soon she had cleaned herself up sufficiently to be able to pull her bra back up and her t-shirt down. Norman sat there with his eyes closed, he seemed drained and in need of a rest.

As Alison straightened her clothes she went to the door only to find it locked. She turned to demand Norman open it, but when she did she saw him sitting there with a huge smile still across his face, and with his right hand he was gently rubbing his still hard cock up and down.

"Oh you're not going anywhere just yet," he told her. He knew only too well that an opportunity like this comes along once in a lifetime if you're lucky, and he wasn't about to let her go without enjoying her some more.

Alison didn't know what to do, she was trapped. As she tried to think, Norman rolled his chair across the room to where she was standing, as he did she tried to move in an attempt to keep some space between him and her. However just as she tried to move he grabbed her arm and in the minor scuffle that followed they both ended up on the floor.

Normans legs were useless, but as Alison tried to scramble away from him he managed to hold onto her ankles. Like a determined sex crazed beast he quickly turned her onto her back dragged himself up her legs and as soon as she was close enough he thrust his head up the front of her skirt.

"No no!" cried Alison, "please don't...no!" 

His hold on her got tighter as she felt his face push against her pussy, the only protection being the thin white cotton of her panties. 

She begged him to stop but his determination was fuelled by his now uncontrollable lust, her incredibly voluptuous and buxom body dressed in such teasing clothing was just too much. He grunted and snorted like a pig as he licked and sniffed her cunt through the crotch of her panties.

Alisons attempts to make him stop were proving useless, mainly because her efforts became less and less forceful as she succumbed to the feelings welling up inside her. She couldn't help it but she was starting to enjoy being used in this way by the revolting old pervert. 

This was what he had hoped for as he tugged her panties aside and sucked on her clit. Soon he was pulling them down and his tongue was lapping up and down the full length of her slit. He knew full well once he had got her excited enough she would be needing it as much as him. He was right, before long her juices started to flow, running from her now soaked cunt and down the crack of her ass. He lapped it up and drank as much as he possibly could, quenching the thirst in his drooling mouth.

Now unable to deny or resist the feelings inside Alison lifted her legs high and wide fully displaying her desperately wet cunt for him to use in any way he wished.

After several minutes of licking sucking and shoving his fingers in and out of it she could take no more and, with a tone of desperation in her voice, told him to lay on his back now!

This was what Alison needed, he was the most disgusting man but his cock was the only one there and it looked so good, so tempting, and she was desperate to feel it buried deep inside her aching wet pussy.

As Norman lay flat on his back he watched eagerly as Alison placed her feet either side of him and squatted over his erection. From where he lay he had a perfect view up the front of her skirt to her naked cunt. He grew ever more excited as he watched what she did next. She reached down behind herself and took the base of his cock in her hand to hold it straight up. Then, still squatting with her feet flat on the floor, she lowered herself down and he watched as his cock slowly parted her pussy lips. It felt so tight as she very slowly lowered herself more and more down his throbbing tool, the wetness and heat coming from inside her and smothering his desperate cock was driving him crazy.

He continued to watch in awe as she took more and more of his cock up her cunt. He didn't think it would ever go in all the way, but incredibly her ass was soon resting on his balls and his cock had completely vanished up inside her.

She let out a long sigh as she reached behind and rested one hand on his knee for support, it felt so good for Alison to at last to get some satisfaction. 

The show only got better for Norman as she reached down with her other hand between her legs and started to rub her clit with her fingertips. Her eyes were closed and she was off in a world of her own, she started to moan and groan as she slid herself up and down on his cock while rubbing her clit faster and faster.

Norman was getting carried away by what he was witnessing and started to buck his hips up and down. She let out a loud groan as she held herself still about halfway up his cock so she could enjoy the pounding he was now giving to her. She could feel the orgasms building as the fast piston-like motion of his cock ramming right the way up inside her was sending her into a frenzy.

Her legs started to weaken and she repositioned herself so she was more comfortable. Now on her knees she sat on his cock and started to grind herself hard against him.

Old Norman was loving the spectacle of her moaning and groaning while she was obviously building up to a huge orgasm. She pulled her t-shirt off over her head and reached behind to undo her bra. As it fell away and her monsterous tits tumbled free she leaned forward and pulled his head up burying his face into them.

"Oh God suck my nipples!" she cried as she held his head to her bosom and rubbed her tits over his face. He didn't need telling twice and bit down hard on one of the bullet sized things. As he did she groaned loudly, "oh yes you dirty horny bastard, harder harder."

She was writhing all over him like a sex maniac. She took her free tit and squashed it against the other forcing her other nipple into his mouth also. Now with both of her fabulously massive knockers squashed against his face he chewed and sucked on both of her huge hard nipples. He was now beyond the point of self control as he reached behind her and grabbed her gorgeous ass, one cheek in each hand. He groped and mauled her like the filthy pervert he was, but Alison didn't care, in fact she was loving it.


Norman could hold back no more and pounded her soaking cunt as hard and fast as he could, his huge hairy balls flying up and slamming against her ass with every upward thrust. They both cried out together as his balls tightened and instantly fired a huge dollop of spunk up through his cock and deep into her drenched pussy. 

Over and over he rammed it up her, spunk spewing from it like a fire hose. His hands went from her ass to her tits and he squeezed them incredibly hard as he continued to pump her full of his filthy spunk.

It was all too much and Alison flew into the most amazing orgasm. Fluid poured from her cunt as if someone had turned a tap on. Norman could feel it gush all over his cock and balls and down his ass crack until soon he was laying in a puddle of it.

As his balls emptied and he started to slow down he looked up at her beautiful face, her lovely blond hair hanging all over it. He felt strangely emotional, she was such an incredibly gorgeous woman and at that moment he was, what could only be described as, completely overwhelmed with love for her. 

He reached with both hands for her head and ran his fingers through her hair as he pulled her towrds him. He opened his mouth and kissed her hard and passionately, his tongue venturing inside to entwine itself with hers. This was the most wonderful feeling as his now exhausted cock enjoyed a slow and relaxing massage inside her gorgeous wet cunt while he held her tight and kissed her. He couldn't resist allowing his hands to slowly and gently roam all over her body, he loved the softness of her skin so smooth and feminine.

After a few minutes Alison climbed off and gathered up her clothes. All Norman could do was watch the most incredibly sexy woman he had ever met dress herself. He felt so proud and satisfied knowing that it was his dirty spunk that was swimming around inside her lovely sweet cunt.

Alison saw the keys for the door had fallen from his pocket onto the floor, and so she picked them up and let herself out..............



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 19



Alison has struck up a deal with Ted, she would call around three times a week so he could vent his lustful urges on her. The return was that he would leave Mandy alone, and Alison knew that as long as she did a good job in satisfying him then he should keep to the deal.

She was also having to submit to Norman at work's demands on an almost daily basis, he was a complete sex maniac and seemed to have an unquenchable thirst for it. 

She was able to do this as it meant that she was keeping her daughter Mandy safe, and that was all she wanted.

Mandy too had noticed that things had gone very quiet on that front, blissfully unaware of course of all the work her mother was putting into it. She just thought that maybe Ted had lost interest, and with George in prison then perhaps life was going to get back to normal.

How wrong she was, George had been out of prison for the past two weeks, the reason he hadn't been in touch was because he was on probation and couldn't risk getting into even the slightest bit of trouble. If he did he would be thrown straight back inside without hesitation, and that was something he really didn't want.

Having a criminal record now meant that poor old George had been evicted from his home and was forced to stay at a halfway house for released convicts. A more filthy and horrible place you couldn't imagine, with mould growing on the damp walls and all kinds of critters scurrying about at night, poor old George felt he had hit rock bottom.

His room was on the first floor, below him lived Billy the caretaker, a nosey man that always poked his head out of the door every time somebody came or went. He was also an ex-convict but one who had been given the responsibility of overseeing the running of the house. Nobody much liked him as he used his authority to bully some of the men that stayed there, something that they had no choice other than to tolerate as apparently he had the power to report them and have them sent back to prison if he so wished.

His unpleasant nature and the enjoyment of the power that this position brought stemmed from one thing. You see Billy, now in his mid fifties, was born severely deformed and had suffered a lifetime of abuse and discrimination as a result. He was probably one of the ugliest most unfortunate men that you would ever hope to find, and it was for this reason that he took the chance to make others suffer as he had for most of his life.

He had many health problems arising from his deformities but the thing that caused him more suffering than anything else was the way he looked. People would stare in the street and many would even be frightened by his appearance, making something as simple as going out a terrible ordeal for Billy.

He was born with a hunched back that as he grew older got progressively worse, added to this was a head that was over sized and badly misshapen. His legs were very short in comparison to the rest of his body and he walked with a limp due to having a club foot. His face too was badly deformed, his left eye sat about an inch lower than his right and his mouth didn't appear to be central underneath his pug nose. If that wasn't enough his face was dotted with warts, some sprouting thick black hairs.

It was for this reason that he had been given the roll of caretaker by the authorities, partly as a form of rehabilitation and partly as they knew he would never be able to get a job on his own.

Now when you look like Billy you find people are not very understanding and some are downright cruel. Suffering a lifetime of teasing and bullying had served to make him a very unpleasant character and he was glad of the little power that his job brought him and took every chance to inflict some sort of cruelty on others.

Now George found him as horrible as everybody else and tried to stay out of his way as much as he could. Unfortunately it wasn't that easy to do and Billy would often intercept him in the hallway to have a moan about some noise or other that he had supposedly been making. Billy seemed to get a kick out of seeing how nervous George was of him and would often threaten to have him sent back inside if he didn't watch himself.

The one thing that most people found about Billy was that he was so obviously a dirty old pervert. Some of the guys had said if they had women to visit then Billy would nearly always make a point of coming out of his room and stand at the foot of the stairs to watch them walking up, something that made the women feel very uncomfortable. Nobody would ever say anything to him though as they all knew only too well that he would have them locked back up before they knew it. The rumour was that the reason for him being sent to prison was for attempted rape although nobody knew for sure. The one thing everyone agreed on however was that he was a pervert who couldn't be trusted.

The fact was that poor old Billy was regarded by everyone as a hideous freak, someone so ugly that people would momentarily recoil at the sight of him. The result of this meant that he had lived his entire life without ever being given the one thing he had always longed for, the chance to enjoy the pleasures of the female form. For as long as he could remember he had been tortured by the cock-hardening sight of gorgeous women everywhere, he had the same urges as everyone else but his dreadfully deformed appearance meant no woman would ever allow him even near to them.

It was late one Saturday afternoon when Billy heard the front door slam, and as he lumbered over to his window he saw George heading off out somewhere. He watched him go feeling irritated at being stuck indoors all the time wishing he could go out but knowing it just wasn't worth the hassle. 

Instead he slumped himself down onto his moth eaten old sofa and reached underneath for one of his pornographic magazines. He flicked through the pages and licked his lips as he looked at all the pictures of the gorgeous girls in various states of undress. He grumbled and groaned quietly as his imagination started to take him to a place where they would allow him to do anything he liked with them.

"Mmmmmm ooh yes you dirty bitch, you want me don't you," he whispered as he started to rub his cock through his grubby old trousers. Just then his concentration was broken by a knock at the door. 

"What the hell!" he snapped as he got to his feet and went to his window to see who it was. Imagine the shock he got when he saw Mandy standing there.

"Who the fuck is that?" he said to himself as he gawped wide eyed at her.

The women that usually visited the men that stayed there were all rough old dogs that had been around the block more than a few times. He had never in all his time seen a gorgeous young girl come and visit anyone, and definitely never one as incredible looking as her, she was unbelievable.

She was there to see George, having been sent as a surprise for the old boy by Ted. Now Alison had made Ted promise to stay away from Mandy, but that didn't mean he couldn't send her to George.

Being as it was later in the day when Mandy got the call, she was already dressed ready to go out to see some friends. As the demands on her were starting to get fewer and fewer she didn't object, after all she knew George and did feel a little bad about what had happened to him.

She dressed herself to perfection as always. She wore a tight white cotton top with just thin spaghetti shoulder straps. She didn't want her bra straps showing so she decided not to wear one. Despite their awesome size Mandy's tits had a gravity defying youthful firmness to them that made them a true wonder of nature. The white top clung to her massive bust beautifully, it looked so sexy, particularly as it was so short that it left her midriff exposed. Her tummy was so firm and tanned and being so slender and narrow it gave even more emphasis to her unbelievably huge tits.

Below she chose to wear a perfectly fitted beige coloured suede effect skirt, very short and very sexy. The outfit was completed by a pair of dark brown suede boots that came all the way up to just above her knees leaving that teasing few inches of tanned young thigh exposed before it disappeared under her naughty little skirt. Her gorgeous soft blond hair was pulled back high into a pony tail, she looked simply incredible, as always.

Billy quickly hobbled his way to the front door, desperate to get there before anyone else. As he opened it he saw the familiar look of shock and horror come across her sweet and pretty face, she was the most stunning creature he had ever seen.

After a moment or two Mandy composed herself and explained that she was here to see George.

Billy knew didn't want to tell her he was out as that would mean her leaving and he didn't want her to go just yet. He had never spoken to a girl as unbelievably gorgeous as her before and he wanted her to stay a little longer so he could get a good look at her incredibly curvaceous and extremely well developed young body. After all he couldn't remember ever being as close to a girl built like her and it was something he wanted to savour.

"U...upstairs on the first floor," he told her as he stepped away from the door to allow her in.

Mandy stepped in and tried to keep as much distance between her and him as possible, she couldn't help thinking he was a little sinister and he made her feel rather uncomfortable particularly the way he seemed fascinated by her tits. 

She had never seen a more repulsive and ugly looking creature, so deformed that the sight of him made her feel quit sick. It wasn't helped by the fact that he was filthy dirty and didn't seem to care, wearing a loose fitting old shirt with thick muck and grime around the collar and cuffs and a grubby stained old pair of trousers held up by braces.

He pointed the way and watched as Mandy started to climb the stairs, as she did he got a good look at her ass, he admired it's shape, such perfection. The teasingly short skirt straining as her gorgeous ass cheeks each thrust out against it in turn with every step.

He followed her up the stairs, his speed impeded by his club foot. Halfway up he stopped and from there pointed through the open banister to Georges door.

"Oh thank you," she said as she walked across the landing towards it. As she knocked on it she failed to notice that Billy was still at the same point halfway up the stairs, his eyes now level with her ankles. He stood there in silence looking hungrily up the backs of her legs, that gorgeous ass directly above him.

She knocked a couple of times but of course got no answer, it was then she decided to bend over and have a look through the letterbox in the middle of the door. As she did, unaware of Billy's position, she had no idea that she was about to give him the thrill of his life. He couldn't believe his luck as she bent over and gave him a perfect view up her skirt. His heart started pounding and his mouth began to water as he took in the incredible sight she presented him with. He felt his dirty old cock harden in his trousers as he cast his hungry eyes over her lovely white panties stretching like a second skin across her ass.

To get a sneaky peek up any woman's skirt was an extremely rare thrill for Billy, but this was something else! To be standing there able to see the fine lace detail of a pair of panties being worn by such an incredibly hot young girl as this was more than any man could ever hope to dream of.

As she called out to George through the letterbox Billy moved forward a little to get a good look straight up between her legs. He was growing more and more excited as he clearly saw the crease of her pussy lips pressing against the tight white material that covered her crotch.

All too soon however she straightened back up and knocked on the door one more time. Billy stepped back and his eyes roamed over her firm tanned thighs still trying to see as far up her skirt as he could. Mandy didn't feel his fingertips as he reached through and lightly touched the back of her suede thigh high boots. He wanted more, much more, but his nerve broke as she turned to walk back along the landing. Quickly he hobbled off back down the stairs before she could realise what he had been doing.

As she got back down to the hallway she found Billy standing there watching her, she knew what he was thinking from that all too familiar look that all men seemed to give her.

"Dream on!" she thought to herself as she looked down her nose at the deformed old freak.

"W...would you like to come and wait in here for him?" Billy had to give it a try.

"No...no thanks," Mandy replied as she gave him a sweet smile, the sort of smile that could melt hearts. Billy had never seen a more beautiful girl in his life, and as she turned to leave he had to tear his eyes away from her lovely sweet face to get one final look at her enormous young tits before it was too late. The temptation to just jump on her and grab her regardless of the consequences was overwhelming, but before he could act she was out of the door and away. 

Billy returned to his room with a desperate need to relieve his aching erection, but before he could he heard the front door open and close, so he quickly shot back out into the hallway.

It was George heading off up the stairs. Billy called him back down to the hallway and explained about the visitor he had just had. Of course George knew instantly who it was, he also knew there were rules about visitors and that Billy had to be asked before anyone could come.

For some reason, possibly jealousy that George should be acquainted with someone like her, Billy got very angry and told him that he was going to consider having him sent back inside for rule breaking. George's pleading fell on deaf ears, the dirty old hunchback was enjoying seeing him squirm and it was then he made a suggestion.

"Perhaps you should ask your friend to come and plead your case instead, I'm sure she would have more luck than you," he said with a sinister grin on his bent old face.

George knew what he meant and also knew he really had no choice, he could see what the old creep wanted and he had to play along. Even George knew it would be asking too much, there was no way he could expect Mandy to give herself to this hideous looking creature. The best he could do was to tell Billy he would call her up and see if she would come and speak to him so they could clear this misunderstanding up.

Billy grinned and licked his lips. "Ok, call her now and tell her to come and see me, then just maybe we can forget this ever happened."

George returned to his room and got straight on the phone to Mandy. He explained the whole situation and told her what she would have to do. Mandy's obvious reaction was one of refusal, there was no way she would let that disgustingly deformed thing even touch her. George went on to explain how he truly understood her feelings and told her that all she had to do was just go and talk to him on his behalf. After some persuasion and reassurance that she wasn't expected to "do" anything, even George knew that would be asking too much, she reluctantly agreed.

Later that evening she arrived back at the house having spent the last couple of hours at a local bar having a few drinks with some friends. She was in no way drunk but a little dutch courage was definitely needed this time.

It was quite chilly out now and Mandy still had on only her skimpy white cotton top with the short suede skirt and boots. As she waited at the door she folded her arms across her front as best she could to try and hide the affect the cold night air was having on her nipples.

After a moment or two the front door opened and Billy stood there wearing the same dirty smelly clothes that he was wearing earlier. The truth of it was he hadn't bothered changing because he honestly never thought she would come back. After a few seconds of silence Mandy spoke. 

"I've come to explain how George didn't know I was coming today and to ask you not to have him sent back to prison," she blurted out all in one nervous breath.

Billy stepped back and invited her in, he couldn't believe the vision before him, she was more gorgeous than anything he had ever seen either in real life or in any of his magazines. As she turned to close the door behind her she unfolded her arms, Billy's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw how much her nipples were poking out.

Mandy knew she had to go into his room, it felt like she was stepping into the lions den but she knew she had to plead for George. The one thing she was certain of more than anything was that she was only going to talk with this strange and ugly looking freak, nothing on earth would ever persuade her to allow him to touch her.

Billy hadn't thought that far ahead, he was just the happiest man alive right now simply for having her to himself in his room, even if all she was there for was to talk.

His excitement was growing and growing, he had never really had any female visitors at all, so to have Mandy there, the most beautiful blond 20 year old, with her incredibly huge tits slender waist and oh so sexy ass all wrapped up in such cock teasing clothes was almost too much for the deformed old pervert to take in. 

Mandy then tried to convince him to let George off the hook, but every time she did he would move up close to her and make some sort of suggestive comment as to how they could easily resolve this mess. Every time he got near she would move away trying to keep some item of furniture between them, the way he kept looking at her made her skin crawl. He clearly had a fascination with her tits as the only time he seemed to take his eyes off them was when he was looking at her ass instead!

He couldn't ignore the throbbing in his rock hard cock for much longer, he was getting desperate. It was almost cruel, "she must know what she's doing to me," he thought to himself. As his mind raced he remembered what he had seen earlier, the sexy white lace panties he knew she was wearing right now under that tiny little skirt. He couldn't just let her leave, he wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything in his life, she was a gift, one that he just couldn't ignore.

As Mandy nervously continued to negotiate the furniture every time he tried to get closer she had no idea what he had planned. He suddenly stopped and went into the kitchen asking her to wait for a minute. 

Billy was on various pain killing drugs and had the idea that perhaps if he gave her a drink with something in it to weaken her defences a little then he might be able to get closer to her. He trembled with both nerves and excitement as he split a few capsules open and poured the contents into a glass of vodka and lemonade. For himself he just poured a simple lemonade.

He returned to the room and handed the glass to Mandy. As he drank from his he told her to drink up and he would let the whole matter with George drop. Mandy was so relieved to hear him say this, and without thinking she drank the cocktail much to Billy's utter delight.

He couldn't believe she had drunk it, quickly he took the empty glass from her and put it back in the kitchen. He waited a moment or two full of excitement and anticipation before returning to the room.

Mandy was standing with her back to him leaning on the table moaning. Billy's eyes widened as he allowed himself a moment to admire the way the outward thrust of her ass caused her short skirt to tighten even more across her beautiful cheeks. As his eyes wandered down her sexy thigh high boots he felt the unmistakable dampness of pre-cum dribble from his extremely hard cock. 

The deformed old freak lumbered across the room and asked if she was ok, knowing full well that she wasn't.

"I...I'm fine," she told him as she placed one hand on her forehead and tried to stand up straight. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 19



"Here let me help you," said the sneaky old pervert, "come on, come and take a seat." He quickly seized the opportunity and slipped a hand around her waist. His senses were on high alert as his hand felt it's way across her exposed stomach, it was so firm and toned, Billy was amazed he had never known such smooth tight skin.

Mandy wasn't completely aware of what was going on and Billy knew it, as he spread his hand further he couldn't resist fingering her belly-button. He took her arm and put it around his neck so she was now leaning all her weight on him. He was easily strong enough to hold her up and took his time manoeuvring her to the sofa, holding her as close as this was so exciting for Billy and he wanted to make the most of it.

He looked down at her huge firm tits, the thin white cotton top stretched across them, her nipples clear to see jutting out. He just had to touch them, the temptation was too much, never again would he get a chance like this.

As he perched her down on the edge of the sofa her skirt rode up as it tightened across her lap exposing more of her smooth luscious thighs. He could see she was weakening more and more, this was his chance he couldn't wait any longer.

He sat close up against her and licked his lips as he looked her over, without a care for the consequences he reached across and gently felt one of her tits. Mandy tried to protest but hadn't the energy. 

"Oh God forgive me," he groaned as he leaned into the gorgeous 20 year old and dragged his horrid wet tongue up her neck and over the side of her face. "Mmmmmmmmm you're just so beautiful," he continued as he groped and fondled her tit through the thin cotton fabric.

"Oooh yes yes yes," he kept on saying. He was now excited beyond anything he had ever experienced, her tits felt incredible, so big and firm as he squeezed them hard with his filthy old hand. 

After a few moments he turned her head towards his, she seemed in a complete daze. "Ooh lovely," he whispered as his eyes explored her gorgeous sweet face, he couldn't resist her and so placed his mouth over her soft and sensual lips and kissed her. She tasted so wonderful, as he kissed her harder and harder he pushed his tongue into her mouth and wrapped it around hers.

In a way it was lucky for Mandy that she didn't seem to really know what was going on, if she had she would have probably been physically sick with having this deformed revolting old man slobbering all over her.

His breathing was getting faster and faster and his entire body seemed to shake with the excitement of what was happening. He slipped her thin spaghetti straps from her shoulders and down her arms. Next he slowly peeled her top downwards, he felt as if he might have a heart attack as it slipped over her magnificent bust and her naked tits came into view. He had never seen anything like it, they were so big yet amazingly firm, a more perfect pair simply couldn't exist.

Unable to wait a moment longer he pushed her back into the sofa and buried his face into them, sucking and chewing them all over. He sucked so hard that her nipple at one point was almost at the back of his throat. It was then that he noticed something that he never in his wildest dreams thought would happen. Mandy let out a long moan as her nipples hardened, she seemed to be enjoying it, she was actually getting turned on! Billy had no idea what was in her mind, it obviously wasn't him, but he didn't care this was more than he could have ever wished for.

He licked sucked and kissed her tits neck and face like an over excited dog. In his underpants fluids were seeping from the tip of his desperately erect cock forming a large wet patch. He had so much more he wanted to do but it was going to have to wait, he was struggling to control himself, he felt he could just ejaculate at any moment.

Time was running out and so he quickly got to his feet and flipped his braces from his shoulders. He pulled his trousers and underpants off revealing the hugest angriest erection you ever saw. As he threw his clothing aside Mandy seemed to try to get off the sofa. Still completely out of it this resulted with her on her knees and elbows on the floor with her ass sticking up in the air. 

"FUCKIN' HELL!" cried Billy, he wasted no time in pushing her skirt up over her hips and revealing her incredible ass with the sexiest white lace panties stretched tightly across it. He fell to his knees behind her and placed his hands on it. So firm and tight it felt as he began to grope it all over, he stooped forward and pushed his face into the soft warm crease between her legs. Her cunt smelled so sweet and lovely through the thin white material, he needed her now his throbbing cock wouldn't allow him to wait another moment.

He straightened himself back up behind her and pulled her panties to one side. He let out a long sigh as he found himself staring straight at the glistening wet lips between her legs. This was his goal, a lifetime of fantasies all come true at once, he couldn't believe what he was about to do as he positioned his bobbing and swaying cock at it's entrance.

He took a second to admire the physical perfection of the gorgeous young blond before him, her ass in the air and her pussy waiting to be fucked. That was it he needed to do it now, so he grabbed her hips and started to push his cock in.

"AAAAAAAARGH YES OH FUCK ME YES!!!" He groaned as he felt for the first time the incredible sensation of a tight wet cunt gripping his aching erection. He could already feel stuff oozing from it's tip, his excitement was such that he knew he hadn't got more than a few seconds to last.

So without any delay he drove his huge cock deeply into her, it was like nothing he had ever experienced in his life, a thousand times better than his right hand. His balls were tight and ready to fire and he could now do nothing to control it. So he started pumping his cock in and out of her as hard and fast as he could.

"UH! UH! UH! UH! UH!" the deformed freak cried as he pounded her pussy for all he was worth. "YES YES YES!!!" he shouted as he instantly felt the surge of spunk powering up through his cock. "AAAAAAAARGH!!!" was all he could cry as load after load of his dirty thick seed pumped itself deep into her. Over and over he kept on thrashing himself against her ass as more and more of the stuff kept on coming filling her cunt until it was oozing out of the sides and dribbling down her legs.

Soon enough Billy found himself running out of energy and his pace began to slow. In that one minute he had just had simply the most amazing experience of his life, and with his cock still slowly pumping inside her he reached forward and lifted her up from her elbows. He pulled her upright so he could give her a long loving cuddle, but as the hunchback wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her magnificent tits he realised that his erection hadn't subsided. She was such a turn on that he was just about ready to go again.

He slipped his cock from her scooped her up in his arms and took her over to his bed where he lay her down on her back. He carefully unzipped her long boots and pulled them off, after that he removed her skirt and top. Now she was laying there in just her lace panties, he still couldn't believe how beautiful she was, her body looked so incredible, even on her back her amazingly huge tits were so firm that they stood proudly out from her chest.

He climbed on the bed beside her, as he leaned across to suckle on her tits his cock happened to lay in her upturned hand. She was obviously still in some kind of dream state because as he pressed his deformed old face into her magnificent breasts and sucked on her hard nipples she let out a long slow moan and her hand instinctively wrapped itself around it. He looked at her pretty young face, with her eyes half closed she was obviously in some kind of dream state. 

It felt so good to have her soft sweet hand holding is dirty hard cock, a feeling that only got better as she squeezed it and started to slowly rub it up and down.

"Mmmm oooh yes yes," he whispered as she gently wanked his aching erection, "you cock hungry bitch, you can't get enough can you? mmmm?"

As he kissed and licked her all over he saw her move her other hand onto her stomach and slowly slip it in the top of her panties.

"Ooh fuckin' hell yes oh yes," he whispered as he licked his lips and watched her hand go down further. She drew her knees up and parted her legs and it was clear to see that she was playing with her pussy. She slowly grew more and more excited, she arched her back and her body started to writhe around. Billy was unable to believe what he was seeing and with her still holding tightly onto his cock he ran his hand up the inside of her silky smooth thigh and slipped his fingers inside her panty crotch.

"Oh yes," he whispered as his hand joined hers and he felt how wet she was. He pushed her fingers deeper inside as far as they would go, she let out another long moan. He was getting too excited he needed relief and needed it now.

Without a moment to waste he clambered between her opened legs and nudged his cock against her crotch. As if acting on instinct she slipped her soaking fingers from her pussy and reached down through the leg of her panties and took hold of it. Billy lay on top of her kissed her hard and rough on the lips, his tongue invading her sweet tasting mouth grunting like a pig as he slobbered all over her face. Mandy smeared her juice covered hand up and down his cock and parted her legs wider as she pulled him closer until his swollen purple head was against the soaked lips of her hungry cunt.

Billy was so desperate that he just rammed himself straight up inside her. Instantly she drew in a deep breath and arched her back thrusting her chest up in the air. He looked down her gorgeous body as he started to fuck her hard like a crazed animal. She pulled her hand from inside her panties and placed them both on her tits and started playing with them, squeezing and massaging them, it looked unbelievable, her hands so small and delicate yet her tits so incredibly huge. He couldn't hold himself back, he was being treated to the most amazing spactacle. Faster and faster his cock plundered her tight wet pussy, his hands all over her grabbing and groping, his filthy mouth slobbering up and down her tits neck and face. Over and over he carried on as she thrashed about beneath him groaning and crying in orgasmic ecstasy.

"Oh God yes! Here it comes here it comes," he cried as he felt himself on the verge of shooting his load. But before he did he hurriedly pulled himself out scrambled up her body and knelt either side of her chest. With the tip his cock against her mouth he took her hand and quickly put it around the huge hard thing. Instinctively she started to wank him off, it was an amazing feeling, from the angle he was at he couldn't get his cock into her mouth but to his amazement she opened her mouth and started to lick it all over.

That was it, he couldn't stop it now, she wanked his cock faster and faster as her tongue licked hard against the underside of his swollen purple head.

"AAAAARGH YES I'M COMING I'M COMING AAAAAARGH!!!" As he cried out he looked down to see a huge dollop of his thick white spunk shoot across her gorgeous sweet young face. Another then another followed as she carried on wanking him off. Huge blobs of the filthy stuff was now strung together all over her face and in her opened mouth. Never had one man produced so much, it was everywhere, and as Mandy slowly milked the last drops from him she moaned quietly as she licked his cock clean all over.

Unbelievably for Billy, once she had finished with his cock she gathered it all up from her face with her fingers, slipped them in her mouth and sucked them clean moaning with pleasure as she did. 

Billy clambered off her and wondered how much longer the cocktail he had given her would last. As he pondered this thought he lay beside her and slowly drifted off to sleep.

As he began to snore Mandy sat up in the bed and looked over at him. For a few moments she was confused as to what had happened, then, as she recounted her dream, she realised what she must have done. This repulsive hideous hunchback freak must have had the time of his life, but then she couldn't deny she had enjoyed it too, even if it was like a dream rather than reality.

There was one advantage she saw with his deformities, although his body and head were all bent out of shape, the plus side was that he had an abnormally long and thick cock.

"Mm no wonder it was so good," she muttered to herself as she took a moment to admire it.

She quietly dressed herself and did a strange thing before she left, she slipped her panties off and left them on the pillow beside him as a sort of momento. As she left she felt no anger towards him, she was starting to understand why these things kept happening to her and the more she thought about it the more she realised she too got enjoyment out of it, so perhaps she should maybe just embrace it.... 



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 20



The following morning Mandy awoke feeling confused and a little unwell. She knew the drink that Billy had given her was spiked and now in the cold light of day felt disgusted and angry by what had happened. All she could remember was taking the drink and then waking up next to him on the bed, the erotic dream she had was forgotten as dreams often are. She remembers leaving the memento of her panties on his pillow and realised that even at that point she must still have been under the influence of whatever she had taken.

She felt dirty and embarrassed by what had happened and as she thought more about it she suddenly had to run to the toilet to be sick. This was partly from feeling unwell but mainly from the thought of that hideous repulsive old hunchbacked freak and what he must have done to her.

She spent most of the morning in the bathroom showering herself, he made her feel so dirty, just the thought of him gave her the creeps and she was desperate to wash any trace of him from her.

Meanwhile Billy awoke to find the panties Mandy had left on his pillow. His mind instantly filled with images of her from the previous evening, he couldn't believe what had happened, it seemed almost as if it must have been a dream. He couldn't get the thought of her from his head and as he brought the panties to his face he filled his nostrils with the gorgeous scent of her expensive perfume. Then as he focused his attention on the crotch it changed to the even more gorgeous scent of her lovely juicy cunt.

"Mmmmmmm," he groaned as he ran his filthy tongue over the still damp fabric, the taste of her pussy seemed to be all over it. Instantly the rancid old hunchback stuffed the pillow between his legs and started humping it like a filthy dog. He stretched the panties across his twisted warty old face licking and sniffing the exact spot where her cunt would have been just hours before. He was so excited that it was only a matter of seconds before the pillow was soaking with his thick smelly spunk.

With images of her racing around in his head he knew he needed to see her again no matter what. She was everything any man could ever want, the sort of gorgeous young girl that usually only exists in dreams and fantasies, and he wanted her so much. The thought of her had him soon stroking his cock back to full hardness, and before long he was pumping another load of spunk from it, something that would happen several more times that morning. 

As the next few days passed Mandy tried to put the disgustingly hideous old pervert out of her mind, but it wasn't easy. The ugly and scary looking creature, because a creature more than human was how he seemed to be, left a deep feeling of revulsion and hatred with Mandy. It got to the point that she considered going to the police to have him arrested for what he had done to her, but she wasn't so sure if that was a good idea.

Whilst at work later that week Mandy got a call, the sort of call she dreaded, it was George and he wanted her to go and see him straight after work. Mandy was now worried as she hadn't been expecting to hear from him, and the thought that she might bump into that grotesque freak Billy filled her with dread.

She had to think on her feet, she needed a plan, some sort of defence against whatever might be waiting for her. As she she thought through the day she eventually came up with an idea. It was a very simple plan, she would go to Billy (just the mere thought of him made her skin crawl) and make it clear to him that she was quite prepared to go to the police and have him arrested for what he had done the other day. The only way he could prevent that happening would be to firstly never make any contact with her again, and secondly to use his position to put pressure on George so that he too would leave her alone.

Simple yet effective, this way she would have the upper hand and there was no way she was going to allow it to fail. She knew Billy had the power over George and she now had the power over him. "Why didn't I think of it before," she thought to herself.

As she left work Mandy wondered if she should go home and change into something a little less sexy just to be on the safe side. The problem was she hadn't really got the time and anyway who was going to be in control here? 

She arrived at the house and paused for a moment before knocking on the door. She felt a little vulnerable in what she was wearing but tried to remain positive and defiant.

That morning she had chosen to wear some rather expensive and sexy underwear, a full matching set of half cup bra, thong panties and suspender belt all in the softest shade of baby blue lace. On her legs she had opted for pure white stockings with a lace design around the tops and on her feet a pair of very pale blue high heel shoes. All so very feminine and pretty, not to mention incredibly sexy!

Over it all she wore a fine lambswool V-necked cardigan in the softest shade of lemon that hugged her incredibly curvaceous body perfectly. It stretched perfectly across her magnificently huge tits, it looked clingy but not tarty.

Below she wore a very short and rather tight powder blue skirt with a tiny slit up the back. Every time she sat down she had to grab the hem and give a sexy little wiggle in order to keep it covering her stocking tops.

After a few minutes uncertainty at the door to the house Mandy plucked up the courage to give it a loud knock.

Inside Billy stirred from his afternoon nap snorting and grunting like a pig.

"W...what...who...eh?" He stammered as he rubbed his eyes to try and waken himself properly. He got to his feet and brushed food crumbs from his lap onto the floor from where he had eaten his lunch earlier. The hideous old freak scratched his hugely deformed head as he lumbered across the room dragging his club foot as he went to see from the window who it was.

As he blinked in the sunlight he got the thrill of his life when he saw Mandy standing there. She had her back slightly to him and he became instantly mesmerised by the shape of her ass in the tight blue skirt. She stood with her back arched inwards which caused her ass to stick right out.

"Oh fuck yes," he muttered to himself as he hobbled as quickly as he could to the door.

As he opened it Mandy felt a chill go down her spine as she found herself face to face with this revolting monster. She instinctively took a step back as she looked him over, not quite able to believe just how ugly and scary he looked. It was worse than she remembered, his deformed old face dotted with warts, some sprouting hairs, his pug nose and lop-sided mouth, his over-sized head covered in lumps with random patches of long hair hanging from it, all these things were a terrible sight for the pretty young Mandy.

Then there was his stooping old body with the huge hump that dominated his back, his knuckles looked as if they could drag on the floor due to his crooked stance and his extremely short legs. A fat belly hung over his filthy black trousers, his stained and smelly t-shirt stretched tight across it unable to cover it completely.

Along with this he had a serious body odour problem, huge rings of sweat stained his t-shirt under the armpits. As he spoke she also caught the vile smell of his rancid breath, he was truly the most revolting unclean person you could ever wish to meet.

As he asked her in she told him firmly that she was going to stay where she was, she could say what she had come to say from the doorstep.

She began to tell him that if he didn't want her to involve the police in what happened the other day then he had better do what she says. All the time she's speaking he can't resist feasting his eyes on her. He was struck almost dumb by her beautiful fresh young face, she looked so innocent, almost angelic. He couldn't help himself from just falling in love with her right there, so sweet and pretty she was, and if that wasn't enough she had the sexiest most voluptuous body he had ever seen. All this wrapped up in a bundle of pure fantasy standing right before him causing his cock to stiffen almost instantly.

She went on to tell him what she wanted him to do, but as she spoke she noticed a stupid expression on his face, his tongue hanging out as if in a trance.

When she had finished and went to leave Billy dropped a bombshell. He again asked her to come in so they could discuss things further, and before she could refuse he went on to say how he was a good friend with the guy that runs the local sex shop.

"W...what did you say?" Suddenly he had her full attention.

"Yeah I was talkin' to him the other day and he was sayin' how he's got so many people pesterin' him for the name and address of a certain popular star of one of his videos."

Mandy just stood there with her mouth open in a state of shock, she figured that George must have told him everything.

"So maybe now you would like to come in for a chat, I mean I was so shocked when I realised that it was you he was talkin' about....."

That was all he had to say, he knew she had no choice other than to come in. It was all rubbish of course, he didn't know the shop owner and had never even seen the video, he just put his own clever little spin on the information he had bullied out of George.

As he turned and lumbered back into his own room Mandy knew she had to follow. She would talk to him and hopefully she could strike a deal where he would agree not to tell the shop owner who she was in return for her not going to the police. She knew she couldn't now anyway because the consequences would be too great, but talking to him was all she was going to do, there was no way she would allow this deformed freak any where near her.

Billy wasn't stupid, he knew she wouldn't just give him what he wanted, you only had to look at him then look at her to realise that. No, he could see that she wasn't now able to go to the police over the other day and this gave him a certain confidence. She was just completely irresistible and he could feel the lust running through his veins, he was determined to make the most of this rare opportunity.

As she entered his room she was hit by a pungent stench, she didn't know which was worse, the smell of him or the smell of the room. She soon realised that the smell was one and the same, it was simply rotten.

She knew this was a bad idea but she was too busy worrying over what he could do to make her life almost impossible. She left the door open as a way of escaping if she needed to, but every time he went to stand close to her she had to move away. Soon she was the opposite side of the room and he was shutting the door, as he did she started to panic as she heard the sound of it locking.

The disgusting hunchback smiled as he hobbled towards her, she noticed his excitement as his mouth seemed to be foaming at the edges. Mandy was unable to get away as she found herself now backed up against a heavy old table.

Billy could see the fear on her sweet young face together with the increasing rise and fall of her beautiful big tits as her increasing nervousness caused her breathing to get heavier.

"I...I don't want to hurt you," he said as he reached out a hand towards her.

"P...please, no, don't," she stammered.

"Look," he said as he gestured towards his groin. The tent that had formed in his trousers from his overly excited cock was simply huge. "See, I...I just want to......love you..." As he uttered the final words his eyes slowly roamed up her body causing a chill to run down Mandy's spine.

As he studied the combination of her incredible figure and her sexy clothing Billy felt no guilt for what he wanted to do. All he could see was an unbelievable cock teaser who couldn't be so unfair as to go around looking as gorgeous as that and not expect what she was going to get.

As the dirty hideous freak of nature got closer Mandy knew things were getting serious. She was torn in half, on one hand the overwhelming urge to turn and run was all she wanted to do, there was no other choice. But then on the other hand if she did the possible consequences were absolutely terrifying.

He could see that she was trapped and knew that if she was going to leave she would have gone. Saliva ran from the corners of his mouth and down his chin as he smiled at her and licked his lips.

Trapped up against the table with nowhere to go Mandy turned herself sideways to him in a useless attempt to try and avoid his reaching hands.

"Oooooh just a little cuddle...eh? As he spoke his voice trembled with excitement. "Come on," he continued as he placed one hand on her forearm and the other on her lower back, "I'm not going to hurt you, surely you can spare a poor old man a nice little cuddle...mmmm?"

"N...no look," she said in a panic, "j...just let me go and we'll forget anything ever happened."

As she spoke she felt the hand on her forearm grip tighter and the other slide down her back and onto her ass.

"Mmmmmmmm," he groaned quietly, "I have a better idea. You be a good girl for me and I'll keep your little secret safe." As he spoke he spread his hand wide and squeezed her ass, he was getting more and more excited, it felt so firm and round with her skirt stretched so tightly across it. As she tried to cower away his fingertips suddenly felt the outline of her pretty lace suspenders through the tightness of her skirt.

"Fuckin' hell," he gasped as his eyes widened, "stockings, oh yes fuckin' lovely." He couldn't believe it, things were just getting better and better and he couldn't resist running his hand down the outside of her thigh and then up the back of her skirt. "Oooh you good girl," he whispered as moved his hand over the tops of her stockings and onto her gorgeous and shapely ass.

Mandy closed her eyes as she again pleaded with him to stop, she couldn't look at him, his hideously deformed features turned her stomach. She couldn't stand the revolting sweaty smell of him, it made her feel sick every time she felt his disgusting breath on her face. She had no way out, he had her up against the table and he was obviously so excited that there was no way he was going to let her go.

It was true, she was just too much, his cock was so hard and he needed to satisfy the lust burning inside him.

"Mmmmmmmmm," he again moaned as he leaned into her, "see a cuddle doesn't hurt....and neither would a nice little kiss...." 

She couldn't move, she knew where this was all leading and felt powerless to do anything about it. As he spoke he leaned in further and kissed her neck, it was so soft and sweet and the scent her perfume filled his head. "Oooh what do we have here?" he grunted as he began to undo the buttons of her tightly fitting cardigan. He gasped at the sight that greeted him as he spread it apart exposing her magnificent bust. "What a lovely bra, oooh it's so full, just look at the size of those tits!" he exclaimed. They looked incredible encased in the fine lace half cup bra, it was such a sexy sight the way they now thrust out from her opened cardigan with just the two buttons at the bottom holding it together.

With the excitement now too much for the dirty old creep he wasn't going to wait for the green light, he simply couldn't resist her for a second longer. His filthy disgusting hands started groping her ass and tits all over, his smelly wet tongue slobbering up and down her neck. "Ooh yes yes," he kept on moaning as the ugly deformed freak felt her fit young body all over.

He knew he had to have her, he had gone beyond the point of no return and so he undid his belt and pulled down his zipper.

"Oh no please don't," Mandy begged as his trousers fell to the floor. She glanced down and was stunned by what she saw. His cock was huge and hard sticking straight out in front of him. It was as deformed as the rest of him, slightly crooked and with lumps and bumps along its gristly hard length. Below hung a pair of balls that would have looked more at home between the back legs of a bull!

He stood and admired her for a second before again moving up close to her. She felt sickened as she again tried to turn away, she didn't want him anywhere near her, she wanted to just get out of there but she knew she couldn't. It was obvious what was going to happen, what he wanted, and she had no choice other than to allow him to have it.

"Ooh yes yes," he grunted as he slobbered all over her, "so lovely, so pretty," he went on as he ran his filthy hands through her soft blond hair and twisted her head towards his. He brought his ugly wart covered face close to hers and as he went to kiss her she screwed up her face and tried to pull away. But he was both too strong and too determined as he kissed her hard on the mouth and tried unsuccessfully to force his tongue in grunting and snorting like a pig as he did. He seemed not to care one bit that she didn't want any of this, all he could do was think of his own selfish desires. 

Excitedly he turned her to face the table and pushed her forward until she was leaning across it on her elbows. The way her ass stuck out gave the the deluded old fool the impression that she was deliberately teasing him with it, which of course she wasn't. Quickly he hooked his thumbs under the hem of her tight little skirt and pushed it up over her hips. "Oh fuck yes, look at that!" he cried as he stepped back and looked down. Her ass looked incredible, two perfect creamy cheeks separated by a narrow strip of lace that widened out into a small triangle at the top. With her matching lace suspender straps in place holding up her gorgeous white stockings, it was a sight that Billy could have once only ever dreamed of.

He needed this more than anything, and so he hooked her thong out of her ass crack and pulled it across to one side. Having deformed short legs meant that he had to drag over a nearby footstool to stand on. 

As he climbed onto it he found himself standing at just the right height for what he needed to do. He bent himself at the waist slightly and offered his raging hot erection up to her sweet moist slit. He ran his hands up and down the sides of her body from the sides of her chest all the way to her thighs. Several times he did this just wanting to feel the outline of her incredible hourglass figure, the way it went in and out in all the right places was just perfection. Soon, however, he couldn't control himself any longer, and with his hands firmly gripping her hips and his fingers spread wide he pressed his cock between the lips of her pussy. He let out a huge groan and saliva ran down is chin as his eyes rolled back in his head as he slowly started to push it in. As her pussy lips parted he felt the incredible tightness of her lovely wet cunt stretching around it.

"Oh God yes!" he groaned as he looked down to see the unbelievable sight of this gorgeous sweet girl bent over the table with his cock slowly pushing its way into her. 

Mandy got a bit of a shock at the size of it and spontaneously let out a gasp as, without thinking, she instantly threw her head back. 

"That's it," he hissed, "you love it you dirty little cock teaser, ooh yeah take it take it." As his words trailed off he started ramming himself into her as hard and fast as he could, his hands grabbing and groping her ass all over. Soon he slipped his arms around her and started to maul at her tits. "Ooh fuck they're big, ooh such fuckin' big tits, mmmmm yeah," he continued. He was now grinding himself hard against her, his cock buried as deep inside her cunt as it could go.

With her eyes closed Mandy tried to ignore the hideous way he looked, she figured the only way through this was to try and imagine it was somebody else. She had to, she couldn't let herself begin to enjoy being used by this monster, because the truth is that's exactly what was starting to happen. She couldn't help herself, her juices were starting to flow and her nipples were getting hard, the one thing she feared the most was starting to happen, she was getting turned on!




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 20



As the filthy sweaty old pig groped and mauled her using her for his own disgusting pleasure, Mandy was experiencing that same old feeling....she was actually enjoying it!!!!

Billy was so excited that he couldn't control himself, he knew he was about to come any second. He couldn't believe he was fucking this gorgeous blond 20 year old, it was all too much. 

Suddenly Mandy arched her back and pushed her ass back hard against him, this was the most incredible feeling for Billy as her cunt seemed to tighten it's grip around his cock and she started to rotate her hips as if trying to milk him. He instantly lost all self control as he felt a surge of adrenalin rush through his body and the feeling of euphoria engulfed him. This was it, he was starting to come, there was no stopping it now. 

Then as he knew it was too late to stop he heard Mandy cry out. "Oh god yes, fuck me you dirty bastard fuck me! AAAAAAAAARGH DON'T FUCKIN' STOP, YES AAAAARGH FUCK ME YOU FILTHY DIRTY BASTARD FUCK ME!!!"

The words were like music to his ears as he exploded a bucket load of spunk from his huge old balls deep into her soaking pussy. Over and over he pounded into her, his huge balls flailing around all over the place. As they continued to empty he reached for her lovely soft blond hair and tugged her head back as far as he could. With his other hand he reached around and mauled her huge firm tits all over, squeezing and groping as his pace slowed and he leaned into her to whisper in her ear.

"Oooooh yeah that was lovely you naughty little slut mmmmmm." His words disgusted her, he made her skin crawl. But she couldn't deny she was still turned on and frustrated by her need for satisfaction.

For the next few minutes Billy just lay over her back with his cock pulsating deep inside her cunt slowly ridding itself of any remaining spunk. He soon straightened himself up and pulled himself out, slapping her hard across the ass and laughing to himself as he did.

He climbed down from the footstool and went across to his moth-eaten old sofa, where he slumped down feeling somewhat exhausted. As he did Mandy straightened herself up and smoothed out her clothing. As she took a sideways glance over to where Billy was sitting she noticed him looking her over. More worryingly he was playing with himself and his cock looked as big and hard as ever.

"Ooh come over here gorgeous," he told her as he arrogantly tried to spread his arms out along the back of the sofa. Unfortunately for him the large hump on his back made it somewhat awkward and uncomfortable for him to do this, it also made it hard for him to raise his hugely deformed head up to look at her. So after a few moments he had to reposition himself with his arms at his side and a cushion stuffed behind his lower back.

She was in no doubt as to what he meant because as he made himself comfortable he spread his legs slightly to display his obvious state of arousal. Although she was still moist with excitement and in different circumstances may well have wanted to take up this offer, she couldn't help but find him so disgusting, so filthy, and so ugly that she simply wanted to escape.

He noticed her look to the door and knew what she was thinking. But he wasn't about to let her go just yet, she was just too sexy for words, a dream come true, and he wanted her more than ever.

"You know that guy at the sex shop said he would pay me a lot of money for your name and address..... But I told him I would have to think about it." His words had the desired affect, Mandy knew she couldn't risk that, she was trapped.

"Oh God look at you," he went on, "I've never seen a more gorgeous thing in my life." The corners of his mouth started to foam and his eyes widened as he told her to take her clothes off.

With no choice she reached behind and unzipped the back of her skirt, she felt sickened at the sight of this aged deformed freak devouring her with his eyes. With a sexy little wiggle she slipped it down her stocking clad legs to the floor. Next she undid the remaining few buttons on her cardigan and slipped it from her shoulders before placing it on the floor with her skirt.

"Oh just stop there for a moment and let me have a look at you," he said as he licked the saliva from his filthy lips. He was blown away by the sight before him, standing there in her full matching set of baby blue lace bra panties and suspenders, (not to mention the sexy white stockings and high heels), she was the ultimate sexual fantasy, he felt as if he was the luckiest man on earth.

His cock grew harder and harder as he looked her over, she was too much and he was already getting desperate to satisfy his needs again.

"Why don't you come and touch my cock, eh? Come on it's not going to bite."

Mandy knew she had no choice other than to just try and get this over with. She came over and stood between his parted feet, she then bent forward and slowly took his raging erection in her soft and delicate hand.

"Oooooooh yesssssss!" he hissed as she slowly started to gently feel her way up and down it's hugely deformed length. As she leaned forward over him the position she was stood at meant he was looking straight down her incredible cleavage.

"Ooh fuck those tit's are so fuckin' massive," as he spoke his voice trembled as she continued to stroke his cock. "Ooh tell me what size that fuckin' bra is."

"Th...thirty f...four d...double F," she said nervously.

"Ooooh fuckin' hell," he whispered as he raised his hands and cupped each tit in his palms, lifting them slightly to feel their magnificent weight. They felt so big and heavy and so amazingly firm and his excitement was getting too much for him to cope with. "Come on then," he told her, "climb on."

"W...what?"

"You know what....I said climb on."

She stood upright unsure of what to do, she knew what he meant alright but she hoped she had got it wrong.

"I don't want to have to make that phone call, even though the money would come in handy," he threatened.

Nothing else needed saying and Mandy slipped her sexy little panties down her legs and stepped out of them. Billy smiled a dirty smile as he looked at her mound of lovely fine blond pubic hair. 

Mandy knew what had to be done and so she knelt on the sofa either side of his groteque body and slowly began to lower her pussy down to meet his erection. As she did Billy groaned as he reached behind her and, with his big dirty clumsy hands, unhooked her bra and peeled the straps from her shoulders. Suddenly he let out a gasp as her huge perfect tits were naked right before his eyes.

"Oh God look at them!" As he spoke he felt the unbelievable sensation of her moist pussy lips stretching over the head of his cock. He let out a huge groan and saliva poured from his opened mouth as he felt the tightness of her cunt slowly begin to slide down it. 

Mandy placed her hands on the back of the sofa either side of his head for support, her huge firm young tits now just inches from his face, her nipples sticking out like bullets. He grabbed one tit with both hands and squeezed it hard stuffing it into his vile smelly mouth as he did.

Mandy couldn't help the feelings inside her as her nipples hardened even more with him slurping and slobbering all over it. He sucked and chewed on her nipple as he pushed his ugly wart encrusted face hard into it. Now more excited than ever he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tight as he squashed both of her incredible tits into his face. He sounded like a pig as he grunted and slobbered all over one then the other, rubbing his face all over them.

Mandy too was starting to lose control, her pussy was getting soaked as she now bucked her hips backwards and forwards on his huge cock. She grabbed her tits and squashed them together to force both nipples into his mouth at once. 

"Ooh yes oh yes," she moaned as she bounced harder and faster on his cock. 

Billy feasted on the gorgeous young body sat on top of him, there soon wasn't an inch of her left that he hadn't groped squeezed licked or sucked. He knew he was about to come, there was no way he could hold out much longer. With the adrenalin pumping he twisted around and slammed her onto her back on the sofa. He hooked his arms behind her knees and pushed them up by her shoulders, with her feet waving around in the air he drove the full length of his monster cock straight into her.

Mandy couldn't believe how good it felt, suddenly she didn't care who he was or what he looked like, she just wanted that dirty great cock pounding into her cunt. Even when he kissed her on the mouth she responded by kissing him back, she even went so far as to slip her tongue in and wrap it around his.

Billy looked down to see her playing with her tits, squashing them with her sweetly manicured hands, it looked just incredible. Harder and harder he rammed his cock in and out of her, the wetness of her cunt sounded around the room as his huge balls slammed against her ass.

Mandy cried out. "Oh yes yes, fuck me you dirty old pervert, fuck me! Oh God I'm coming yes yes I'm coming AAAAAAAARGH!!!"

As she writhed around beneath him in the throws of orgasm Billy felt his balls tighten and he thrust himself into her as hard and fast as he could. He suddenly felt the surge of spunk thundering up through his cock and instantly explode into Mandy's lovely tight wet pussy. Over and over he pumped load after load of the dirty hot fluid deep into her, it was an incredible feeling as a wave of satisfaction washed over him.

After a minute or two Mandy seemed to come back to her senses and she tried to push him off. Billy took the hint and after taking a moment to make sure he had emptied the last drops from his spent balls he rolled off.

Mandy got to her feet and quickly dressed. Billy just sat there on the old sofa and enjoyed the show. He loved the way her beautiful big firm tits bounced and jiggled as she pulled her panties and skirt on. He smiled as she heaved them back into her fine lace bra and stretched her cardigan around them as she buttoned it back up.

Soon she was finished and ready to go, but before she could leave Billy told her he had something that he wanted her to do...



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 21



That evening as Mandy lay in her bed she pondered over what Billy had told her he wanted her to do. It seemed quite easy, something that anyone could do, but for some reason, possibly because he had no real friends, he wanted her to do it.

Billy was in fact in deep trouble and facing the prospect of being sent back inside, this was something he wanted to avoid for obvious reasons. His probation officer had received a number of complaints from the other residents at the house about the way he was abusing his position by bullying them and making threats. Now Billy only had a month to go before his probation was up and he was a completely free man, so the prospect of being sent back when he was so close to freedom seemed extremely unfair.

His probation officer, Mr Roberts, was a doddering old fool who was due to retire in less than a years time. His paperwork skills were, to say the least, poor. Being very forgetful meant that he never seemed to know what he was doing from one day to the next, bad for Mr Roberts but quite useful for some of his more cunning crooks. Billy realised this and had long thought that this was something that he too could use to his advantage.

Now the only time that old Mr Roberts ever looks at any of the files he has on his many probationers is when he's due to see them for their 6 weekly review, so he wouldn't give Billy a thought until the day he was due to see him. This meant that if Billy could somehow get someone to access the old fools diary and remove his final appointment with him then he would be free of his probation long before Mr Roberts would ever realise that he hadn't seen him. By the time anyone would realise what had happened it would be too late to do anything about it and just go down as an administration error....Brilliant!

Now that someone was of course Mandy, and it was to be her for a very good reason. She of course couldn't understand why it needed to be her, it was something that anybody could do, but if that's what he wanted then who was she to refuse.

It was widely known amongst people that knew him that old Mr Roberts was a bit of a lecherous old pervert. There always seemed to be a position open for the role of his secretary, mainly because they never seemed to stay for more than a day or so. The trouble was he would always employ his secretary based on what she looked like and how young she was, qualifications didn't come into it. He had a simple rule, when it came to choosing between possible candidates always go for the one with the biggest tits.

Unfortunately for him however when you're a balding old fart and pushing retirement age then you find they don't much care for being constantly ogled. They also don't like it when suggestive comments are made towards them by such an ugly old creep who obviously hadn't a chance in hell of receiving a favorable response. But when you're an old man like Mr Roberts and you occasionally find yourself lucky enough to be shut in an office all day with a cock hardening young piece of skirt then it's pretty hard to control yourself. 

The result of this was that usually within a day they would always leave, finding his company too uncomfortable. Some had even made complaints, luckily for the old man the general feeling amongst his superiors was to just give him a written warning. They felt that as he hadn't actually been accused of doing anything other than looking and passing the odd comment, and considering he had given many years good service and only had a short time to go then it would be unfair to dismiss him so late in his career. Had he been a handsome young man then probably nothing would have been said, it was just because he was old and not very pleasant to look at that it was felt he suffered these complaints.

You had to feel a little sorry for him, he couldn't help being old overweight and ugly, inside he was the same as every other man with urges and needs that he sadly could never fulfil. He couldn't resist a pretty girl, they would come and go often unaware of how unbearably hard it was for him to look but never touch, he felt it was cruel the way, he believed, they would almost deliberately tempt and tease. 

Anyway a result of the complaints the lecherous old fool knew he was on his last chance and so had to try and control himself, not too hard to do when you can no longer get a female assistant anyway. Most of the employment agencies had stopped sending girls and wouldn't deal with him because of the numerous complaints.

Therefore Billy's reason for sending Mandy was obvious, With a reputation like Mr Roberts had he was certain to offer her the job straight away. Then she would be in a position to access his file and sort out his problem once and for all.

Mandy knew exactly what Billy wanted her to do, and so she took a few days off from her real job and went along to the offices where this man worked to ask for an interview. She figured that if she got the job and started straight away then she should be able to delete this diary entry within the first day or two at the most...easy!

She dressed herself smart for the interview in a pair of black trousers that were lovely and tight from the waist to the knee before flaring out from the knee all the way to the floor completely covering her four inch heels. Her gorgeous tight ass stuck out beautifully and the perfect fit of the trousers showed off the individual perfection of each gorgeous round cheek. Underneath she wore a tiny thong to avoid an obvious pantie line. On top she wore a brand new plain white t-shirt that hugged her as tightly as the trousers. 

As she walked the long corridor towards the lone office at the far end she was blissfully unaware of the old mans reputation. Instead she was more concerned with how old and in bad condition the place seemed to be. Also as it was at the opposite end of the building to where most of the other offices were it felt a little creepy.

She soon found herself standing at the door and paused a moment to compose herself before she knocked.

She heard a deep grumbling voice come from inside the room but couldn't hear what it said, and so she knocked again.

"Come in come in," this time it was clearer and so Mandy quietly opened the door and stepped into the room.

As she entered she saw the old man sitting at his desk, he was looking down through the small round glasses perched on the end of his nose reading some papers on his desk. He didn't even look up as he grunted, "yes?" He assumed it was one of the clerks from upstairs come to collect something as they often did.

Mandy was a little puzzled and unsure of what to do. She gazed around the room, all the furniture was thick with dust and the place looked more like an antique shop than an office. As she looked at Mr Roberts she couldn't help but notice his balding head peppered with a few dirty looking scabs. He wore an old brown jacket that had seen better days, his shoulders seemed covered in flaking skin and dandruff and his tie had some obvious remnants of his last meal down the front. His shirt was probably once white but over the years it had faded to that dull grayish white and the collar seemed to have a ring of dirt around it where it rubbed on his spotty neck.

Mandy cleared her throat before speaking for the first time. "Erm...ex...excuse me sir."

On hearing a female voice that he didn't recognise he suddenly went from virtually ignoring Mandy to instantly giving her his full attention. He took his glasses from his face and sat back in his chair as he smiled at her through yellow tobacco stained teeth.

Mandy noticed his chubby red face was covered in spots and nasty scabs, some of the spots looked like painful boils, he obviously suffered from some sort of skin condition that left him pot-marked all over, it was either that or he simply never washed. He had huge bushy eyebrows with long thick hairs curling back against his forehead. His eyelids seemed to sag, so much so that the red flesh beneath his lower eyelids was exposed like one of those big old drooling dogs.. 

Mandy was momentarily freaked out by his unpleasant appearance, but then she remembered of course that this time it was only a job and nothing else had been asked of her, and so what he looked like wasn't of any real importance. 

He made a disgusting sound as he cleared a load of phlegm from his throat before taking a moment to look her over.

He was completely blown away by this incredibly gorgeous young woman standing in his office, he couldn't quite believe it as his brain tried to take in as much information in those first few seconds as it could.

He instantly noticed the amazing size of her huge tits and the way her white t-shirt seemed to cling to their firmness. It was rare to find a girl with such fantastically big tits that wasn't also overweight in some way, and the clingy t-shirt allowed him to see she wasn't overweight, it showed off both the narrowness of her slender waist and the enormous size of her tits, he had never seen such a figure.

"Y...yes, how can I help you?"

"I've come about the job," she told him, "I heard you had a position open for a secretary."

"Oh yes yes," he eagerly replied as he rose to his feet and gestured towards a chair in the far corner, "please, bring a chair over."

Mandy noticed how scruffy his clothing was, his lower shirt buttons struggled to contain his round belly as it hung over his trousers. His food stained tie was too short and unable to reach over his stomach stopping far short of where his belt was.

As she turned and walked across to get the chair he took the opportunity to check out her ass in the tight black trousers. It was just perfect, so sexy, and as she bent to pick up the chair the tight trousers seemed to stretch even tighter across her lovely firm round cheeks. "Oh what a fucking ass," he thought to himself, "oh thank you God, thank you very much!"

She sat herself down on the opposite side of the desk and he asked her to tell him a bit about herself. As she spoke he found himself mesmerized by her pretty young face framed by her lovely blond hair. He couldn't remember the last time he saw anyone more beautiful, he watched her pouting moist young lips as she carried on talking about herself. His own mouth started to water as he tried to imagine what it would be like to kiss them, they looked so tempting, so soft and sweet. His imagination started to run away with him as he went from thinking how it would be to kiss them to how it would be to slip his cock between them and have her suck him off.

Mandy finished talking and there was an awkward silence for a few moments as Mr Roberts brought himself back from his daydream.

"Good, excellent," he suddenly said as he shuffled some papers, "well, erm the jobs yours, when can you start? right away?" He hadn't heard a word she had said, but it didn't matter, he wasn't about to let her go, no way! 

"Right away? well, erm, yes I suppose so."

The lecherous old pervert got to his feet and came around the table to shake her hand. He was instantly "hands on" with her as he put his arm around her shoulder and took her to the desk in the corner to show her where she would be sitting. He had positioned the desk a long time ago with the possibility of young female staff in mind, it was sideways on to him facing the wall, thus giving him a perfect full length view of whoever sat at it. He was so excited but at the same time he knew he didn't want this one to leave like the others, that was the last thing he wanted and so he knew he would have to be a bit careful.

Most of the morning was spent with Mandy doing some filing and typing out letters, she slowly became aware that every time she glanced over at the old man he was looking at her. This made her a little uncomfortable but then she was quite used to being stared at by men and so she tried to think nothing of it. 

He, on the other hand, was having the time of his life having the company of such a gorgeous hot young thing all to himself. He chatted about all sorts of things, he couldn't stop himself from going on and on, he was just so thrilled with her. All the time he's talking he's also looking, dreaming, fantasizing....lusting. He couldn't stop thinking how it might be to feel those huge lovely tits in his hands, he had never seen a more perfect pair. It would be a dream come true to squeeze them and find out just how heavy and firm they really were.

The more he looked the more he wanted her, she had his cock so permanently hard. Every time she walked across the room to do some filing he couldn't take his eyes off her incredible ass and firm thighs in those tight fitting black trousers. It was driving him crazy, if he didn't break off soon and go for a desperately needed wank then he was starting to seriously worry that he might lose all control and just grab her and force himself onto her.

Luckily lunchtime arrived and Mandy took herself off out to get something to eat, leaving Mr Roberts still sitting at his desk. The moment she stepped out and closed the door behind her the dirty old pervert couldn't wait a moment longer. He hurriedly unzipped his trousers and pulled his rock hard cock out. Within a matter of just a few seconds he had grabbed it pumped it up and down and shot a huge load of thick creamy spunk all over the underside of his desk.

"Oooooh thank God," he sighed as he closed his eyes and slumped against the back of his chair slowly squeezing the remaining spunk from his aching old balls. After a few minutes he cleaned up the mess and put his dirty old cock back inside his trousers. Just in time as it turned out because a couple of minutes later Mandy came back with her lunch.

She sat down to eat it at her desk and started to think about how to get into the diary to do what Billy had sent her there for. As she ate Mr Roberts came across and sat on the edge of her desk and started chatting to her again while munching on his own lunch.

Mandy found it quite hard to eat with him so near, he was actually putting her off her food. He ate like a pig with his mouth open and the grubby state of him, coupled with his scab covered spotty round old face, was making her feel a little sick. 

Like a so many deluded old men he couldn't see it and carried on talking to her confusing her polite kind nature with thinking that she liked him. He was under no false illusion that she fancied him but he did think that she was at least interested in all the rubbish he was spouting.

Through the afternoon he found it impossible not to look at her and increasingly difficult to keep his hands off her. After all he was alone in the office with no chance of being disturbed and before him was without a doubt the most unbelievably gorgeous incredibly sexy young woman on earth. She was turning him on so much but he knew he had to control himself, he had to fight the unacceptable urges welling up inside him.

Half way through the afternoon Mandy called him over to find out how to access his appointment diary on the computer. The overweight dirty old pig wasted no time in coming over to show her. She needed to know, even though it meant having him leaning all over her far too close for comfort while he clicked away on her mouse.

"There you are!" he said as he placed his chubby old hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. As he did he spread his fingers downwards to feel the top edge of her boob where it started to swell from her chest. He thought he was being so subtle that she wouldn't notice, but of course she did. It gave her the creeps and sent a chill down her spine as he paused a little longer than necessary before returning to his own desk.

Mandy soon found Billy in the diary booked in for 2 weeks time, but just as she went to click on the button to cancel it she suddenly had a great idea. From what she could see it looked as if she could turn this to her advantage. Instead of deleting his appointment she could bring it forward and have him thrown back into prison straight away, therefore freeing her from any future demands he may have on her.

As she looked into it she found that the only way for that to happen was for Mr Roberts to fill out a form saying that he was in breach of his conditions of probation and to instruct the police to arrest him and have him locked back up.

Thinking it all through Mandy decided to change his appointment to today obviously without anybody knowing. Instead she would fill out the form herself tomorrow and just somehow get him to sign it for her. She would probably have to slip it in with some other papers and just make sure he doesn't read it. It was obvious to Mandy the affect she had on him from the way she kept on catching him ogling her, so it shouldn't be too difficult to distract him at just the right moment.

With the plan all worked out in her mind she switched her computer off and got to her feet.

"I'm finished now," she said hinting that it was time to go home.

"Ooh right, OK," replied the old man as he got to his feet and came over to her desk. For a second or two he looked awkwardly around as if he had forgotten what he had come over for. Then he put his arm around her shoulders and gave her a friendly squeeze, "have you enjoyed your first day?" he asked.

Mandy tried to lean away from him as much as she could, she didn't like him getting so close. "Yes...yes thanks," she replied.

"Good good, then we'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yes I'll be here."

He was so thrilled to hear her say that as he removed his arm from around her shoulder and said, "that's a good girl." He found being close to her so exciting, she was such a lovely cock tease and as she turned to leave he noticed a small speck of dust on her ass. It was too good of an opportunity to miss, he just had to take the chance.

"Oh wait a moment," he said, "you've got dust all over your trousers, must have been that old chair."

Mandy looked over her shoulder and down her back but couldn't see anything, "have I? where?"

"Here let me," he said playing all innocent and helpful. 

"Oh....thank you," came her reply, the exact reply that he had wished for.

He stepped up and gently patted her ass as he brushed the speck off with his hand. It was such a thrill for the dirty rancid old fart and he was amazed at how firm her cheeks were, he couldn't imagine a more perfect ass, the shape of it and the teasing way it stuck out was simply lovely.

"Hold on, it's not coming off very easily," he lied taking the opportunity to give it a more vigorous brushing down. He was mesmerised by the way it instantly bounced back to it's perfect shape every time he brushed it over. He couldn't believe his luck, he was actually touching this gorgeous young ass, the sort of ass that men like him could only ever dream about. It felt so smooth, the sexy black trousers so very tightly stretched across it. He soon realised that she had no pantie line and a little more daring exploration gave him the thrill of feeling the triangular outline of her tiny thong high up where the steep slope of her ass met the inward arch of her lower back. 

This all only lasted less than a minute but it was probably the most exciting minute of his sad old life. "There you go," he said as he gave her ass one last gentle pat, "all nice and clean for you now."

As Mandy left she didn't think too much of it, some girls might have realised what his game was and slapped him but she had more important things to think about.

Old Mr Roberts on the other hand couldn't believe what he had just gotten away with, it went almost unnoticed by her but meant so much to him, and so he couldn't wait to get home to enjoy some solitary pleasure while recounting the days events.............

The following day Mandy decided to dress a little more sexily, she had no desire whatsoever to turn the dirty old pervert on any more than he already was, but she needed to make sure that she was prepared for anything. If her plan went horribly wrong and she found herself either failing or even worse in some sort of trouble, then she knew there was a good chance that a flash of thigh a glimpse of cleavage and a sweet innocent smile would probably bail her out.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 21



Old Mr Roberts was at his desk shuffling some paperwork when Mandy arrived sharp at 9am. He had been excited since he first woke up that morning at the prospect of seeing her again, he was so pleased that she had turned up knowing that there was a real possibility that she may have not bothered. 

As he looked up to see her his pleasure quickly turned to a sudden flush of excitement, he couldn't help gasping at just how amazing she looked, unbelievably she looked even better than yesterday. His jaw almost hit the desk as his mouth fell open at the sight before him. Unable to speak he just watched as she slowly walked across the office to her desk.

His lecherous old eyes roamed all over the gorgeous blond 20 year old and to be honest he didn't care if she knew it or not, it was just impossible to tear his gaze away.

She wore a very fine quality black suit that consisted of a short jacket that tapered in perfectly to where it stopped at the top of her hips. Down the front it had just 3 buttons that held it closed and a V neck that teasingly showed off just enough of the full swell of her enormous cleavage. It wasn't tarty as it didn't show too much, but what it did show left no doubt as to the wonderous delights contained within.

The matching short black skirt was a wet dream come true for the spotty faced old pervert. It fitted lovely and tight across her firm round cheeks displaying the perfect outward curve of her gorgeous fit young ass. With legs encased in the smoothest black nylon and a pair of black high heels she had his cock growing instantly in his grubby old trousers until within a matter of seconds it was fully hard.

She pulled her chair out and sat down at her desk crossing one leg over the other. As she did he noticed the dark band of a stocking top appear, it was such an incredibly sexy sight and he simply couldn't resist reaching under his desk and giving his erection a little squeeze as he ogled the beautiful scene before him. "Ooh you naughty little minx," he thought to himself as he wondered if she knew what she was doing by wearing stockings with such a very short skirt, did she have any idea of the affect she was having on him?

The morning went on with poor old Mr Roberts unable to concentrate on anything except for Mandy. Everytime she would get up and go to the filing cabinet he would be sat there with his tongue hanging out glaring at her with lust in his dirty old eyes, she was sending him crazy. Everytime she bent over to reach the lower drawers he felt the unmistakable wetness of pre-cum leak from the tip of his cock into his smelly old underpants, her ass in that short tight skirt was just beyond compare. 

As the morning wore on the old boy found it impossible to concentrate on his work, all he could do was look at Mandy and wish beyond all wishes that she would just let him have his way with her. While lost in these thoughts he accidentally knocked a pot of drawing pins over the front edge of his desk causing them to spill all over the floor. 

"Oh blast it," he said as he got to his feet and walked around to the front of the desk to survey the minor devastation.

"Here let me," Mandy chirped up as she got to her feet and came across and crouched down in front of him to pick them up. The dirty old devil just stood there looking down at the position and height of her head, it was just inches away from his stifled erection. He smiled to himself as he fantasized. From this position he couldn't help imagining himself running his fingers through her lovely silken blond hair, and if she was a kind and generous soul she would unzip his trousers and slip her sweet tender mouth over his cock and suck him off.

It was agony having her right there for the taking but being able to do nothing about it. Things only got worse as he realised from this position he had a clear uninterrupted view straight down to her amazing cleavage. The full upward swell of her lovely big tits so smooth and tanned was all there for him to see and enjoy. As she reached forward to pick up more of the pins his eyes almost popped out of his head as he got a glimpse of the black lace edge of her bra.

He was in turmoil, maybe she would see the bulge in his trousers take the hint and fulfil his fantasy. Who was he kidding, that was never going to happen, not in a million years. But the more he looked down at her the more he had to wrestle with the demons within. His mind was all over the place. He could just pull his cock out right now and wank himself off, within a matter of seconds he could be covering her pretty face and huge tits in his filthy old spunk. It would be so easy and the thought was so tempting, he wanted so badly to do it. It was a struggle but he had to keep himself in control.

That control was soon tested to the limit as she dropped to her knees and had to reach under the desk to gather the remaining few pins. 

With her head on the floor looking under the desk her ass was thrust up in the air. The old boy stood behind her as she scrambled around under the desk with his mouth wide open at the sight of her short skirt stretched so tightly across her firm round cheeks. He could now clearly see the edge of her stocking tops, he couldn't believe the sight and fell to his knees behind her. He bite down on his hand as he fought with the incredible temptation to just reach forward and grab it. Kneeling directly behind her like this he could easily imagine himself pushing that skirt up and, taking her beautiful hips in his hands, driving his cock straight into her gorgeous cunt.

"Ooh just imagine," he thought to himself as he grabbed his cock and, lost in the fantasy of it all rubbed it up and down through his old trousers. The dirty old pervert couldn't pull his eyes away from her gorgeous pert young ass in that tiny little skirt as she innocently carried on picking up the pins. He wanted her so badly she was driving him crazy, it took all of his strength and will power to not just take her there and then.

He could fuck her now, she couldn't escape, there would be nothing she could do. "Oh God help me," he thought to himself.

"No no," he told himself, "God no." With his head spinning he got to his feet and rushed back around to his seat, he had to stop playing with himself before he shot his load in his underpants. This was torture, he had to control himself. 

At last Mandy had gathered all the pins and went back over to her own desk where she carried on with her work. Old Mr Roberts was left with a desperate erection that was in need of some serious attention, he knew that as soon as she went to lunch he would have to get it out and relieve himself. 

As lunchtime approached Mandy knew she would have to get him to sign the form that would send Billy back to prison.

"Just these to sign," she said as she placed it onto his desk between a few others. As she leaned forward she saw him looking at her tits, the hungry look on his scabby old spot covered face made her feel sick. She hated the way he looked at her, how dare he? As if she would be interested in a dirty old man like him, with his fat belly and lack of personal hygiene, how could he think anyone would find him attractive? He was revolting and from his constant ogling you would think he had never seen a girl before in his entire life.

But Mandy knew she had to be clever, she needed to be free of Billy, that was more important than anything else. So she smiled sweetly and allowed him his free look waiting patiently while he signed the papers.

When he came to Billy's he stopped and looked at it. Mandy started to panic, this had to work, she had to be free of him, who knows what future demands he might place on her, her plan had to work........no matter what!

Then her biggest fear happened, he told her that this wasn't right and he wasn't going to send him back inside, instead he had already decided that he was just going to give him a final warning. As he continued looking at it he asked her somewhat puzzled where the form had come from and who had filled it in.

Mandy stuttered and stammered as she tried to explain how she had filled it in to save him time. He wasn't having it and sat back in his creaky old chair and threw the paper across the table. "I don't understand," he said to her, "there's more to this than meets the eye."

Mandy just stood there like a rabbit caught in a cars full beam. The old man thought for a moment but couldn't figure out what was going on and why she had done this, it all seemed a little suspicious. As he thought his mind went into overdrive and he started to wonder if he could possibly turn this to his advantage. Just looking at her standing there had his frustrated stinking old cock desperately throbbing in his underpants and crying out for relief.

Mandy could see the thoughts going through his dirty old mind and already had a pretty good idea what he was thinking, it was the same as every other man she had ever met. She had to think, what was she prepared to do if needed? He was a dirty smelly disgusting old man, his face was so ugly covered in those nasty spots and scabs, she didn't want to have to give him what she was quickly starting to realise he wanted, but then the choice was either that or face a lifetime of endless demands from Billy....... She knew deep down there really was no choice.

Now he knew nothing of her problem with Billy, all he could see was an opportunity to threaten her with the sack and the deluded old fool thought that just maybe she might be prepared to do something for him to save her job. He knew there was no way it could really work, but to look at her standing there he knew it had to be worth a try, even to just get a quick feel of those lovely big tits would mean so much more to him than she could ever know.

He pretended to be angry and kicked his chair back as he got to his feet telling her that in circumstances like this he would normally be giving her the sack. Now of course Mandy didn't care about that as she had no intention of ever coming back after today anyway, all she needed was for him to sign that form. 

The blustering old fart went on to crudely suggest that he may be persuaded to overlook this incident. He raised his thick bushy eyebrows and looked her up and down, it was blatantly obvious what he was getting at.

Mandy was disgusted by the suggestion, he was repulsive and the thought of it made her stomach churn. She could see beads of sweat forming on his scab encrusted bald head and a look of hope in his pathetic old eyes. She quickly glanced down at his scruffy unwashed trousers to see the obvious erection that he made no attempt to hide.

The priority for Mandy however was to get that form signed no matter what, the alternative was unthinkable, she had to see this through, it was her one and only chance and she had to take it.

"Oh please don't fire me," she pleaded, "I need this job so badly," it was an Oscar winning performance.

"Mmmmmm....how badly?" His suggestion was obvious and reluctantly Mandy was forced to play along.

"Well, if you just sign the form and forget all about it then maybe I'll show you."

Oh God what an unbearable tease, his cock was straining at the seams of his stained old underpants she was simply mouth watering, he was getting more and more desperate.

He didn't care about the form all he cared about was the gorgeous young creature in front of him. Quickly he grabbed a pen and signed, Mandy was thrilled, surely it couldn't be that easy. She then realised that it wasn't, he took the form and placed it in his desk drawer.

"Well I've signed it.......so now what will you do to get it?"

She now had no other choice, she hated the sight of the filthy old creep but she knew what he wanted, and she knew what had to be done.

Without a word she walked around to stand in the narrow space between him and the desk. As she leaned against it the old man found himself almost drooling at the way her short black skirt stretched tightly across the tops of her luscious nylon clad thighs. As his gaze roamed upwards all he could think was how he wanted to tear open that expensive jacket to see the treasures she had concealed within. Then as his eyes met hers he could control himself no more, such a pretty sweet young face, so innocent so beautiful, the temptation was too much, he couldn't help himself.

"Oh God I'm sorry," he blurted out as he lunged himself at her and, throwing his arms around her, went to kiss her.

"I can't help it, I...I'm...s...so...mmmmmmmmm," his words trailed off to a muffled moan as he forced his mouth over hers and started to force himself onto her kissing her with such incredible desperation.

Mandy was pinned against the desk unable to move as the disgusting old pig slobbered all over her. His breathing was quick and his words frantic and hurried. "Mmmmmmmmm oh God I want you, oh yes yes yes.....mmmmmmm," he groaned as he tried to push his horrible smelly tongue into her mouth.

His podgy old hands slid down into the dip of her lower back until they reached the steep outward slope at the top of her ass. He couldn't stop himself, he found her so irresistible, as they moved lower he felt the smooth tightness of her skirt as it stretched across her firm outward thrusting young cheeks, it was all just so unbelievable, like a dream. 

Within a second or two he let out a sigh as he felt the firm tightness of each shapely cheek, one in each hand. Unable to help himself his hands were soon all over her ass, feeling squeezing groping, he was out of control like some sort of crazy wild beast. 

His excitement only grew as he spread his hand around the outside of her thigh and felt the unmistakable outline of her lace suspenders through the short tight little skirt. 

"Oh God, yes yes," he went on.

Then as Mandy felt him start to tug her skirt up she knew he was getting over excited, she had to try and take some sort of control. It was obvious what needed to be done, she wasn't going to talk her way out of this one, she had seen it all before and knew enough to know that this was a man who wasn't going to stop until he got what he wanted.

With a bit of a struggle she managed to push him back and told him to sit back in his chair. He ignored her request to begin with and came back at her to continue his assault. Several times he did this and each time she pushed him back until the dirty old slob smiled arrogantly at her as he slowly sat himself back down. He gave an obvious look to the drawer where the form was before looking back at her with a broad grin across his spot covered scabby old face.

The message was clear, if she wanted it then she knew what she had to do.

The filthy old pervert licked his lips as he looked Mandy up and down, he wasn't going to wait long and she knew it. He watched as reluctantly she started to undo the buttons on her jacket, his eyes widened and he let out a sigh as she slipped it from her shoulders and it fell onto the desk behind her. All she wore underneath was a very fine quality black lace half cup bra.

"Oh God yes, fuckin' hell," he whispered as he marvelled at the size each lace cup holding her beautiful big tits perfectly in place. Next she turned her back to him and asked if he would be so kind as to unzip her skirt. He had to pinch himself to make sure this was really happening, she didn't need to ask him twice.

He shifted forward in his seat and slowly ran the zipper down, his tongue was hanging out and he started to dribble as he started to peel the fine black material downwards. Right before his eyes her gorgeous shapely ass came into view, and as her skirt slipped down her nylon clad legs to the floor he found himself inches away from the most perfectly smooth round pair of ass cheeks he had ever seen. The image was incredible and made the more exciting by the thin black lace thong panties that emerged from between them and the matching suspender belt.

As she turned back to face him he just stared at the small triangle of sexy black lace that covered the ultimate desire between her legs, the dream of all dreams was right there concealed by no more than a flimsy piece of lace. The image was made even more fantastic by the black suspender straps that ran down her thighs to where they clipped onto her gorgeous black stockings. He sat back in his chair looking up at a vision more beautiful, more incredible than anything the universe could offer. As he stared he unbuckled his trousers and loosened his zipper.

Mandy knew she had to get this done, and so reluctantly she walked around to stand at the side of him as close as she could get. He looked disgusting as she gazed over his scabby bald head and his dandruff covered shoulders. So, not wanting to take the time to think about what she was about to do, she just stooped forward and forced herself to kiss him passionately on the lips. As she did he opened his mouth which left her with no choice and her tongue started to gingerly explore the inside of his mouth. As this was going on he reached up and groaned with pleasure as he placed a hand on each bra covered tit. Slowly he started to squeeze, he had never in his life had his hands on such a huge pair.

He assumed they would be soft and squidgy but was stunned and amazed to find how heavy and so incredibly firm they were. He knew he shouldn't be surprised as she was only 20 years old, but he couldn't get over how they felt, they were pure perfection. He wanted more, he needed them free of their confines, he thought it a selfish crime to hide such wonders from the world.

As if she knew what he was thinking she straightened herself back up and reached behind to unhook her bra. She hated what she was having to do and felt sickened by the hungry lustful look all over his repulsive face. But it had to be done, if she needed an incentive then she would just think of Billy and where all that could lead to. So slowly she allowed her bra to fall away until the filthy old pervert found himself with her huge young tits completely naked right before his eyes. 

He grabbed hold of them and pulled them towards his face, as he locked his mouth over one of her bullet sized nipples he dropped one hand and slowly brought it up between her legs. Apparently without a care for what Mandy wanted he cupped her pussy in his hand and started to slowly massage it through her black lace panties.

"Ooooh yes," he grunted, "feels nice and moist." He was right, she couldn't control the gentle but ever increasing flow of juice that was starting inside her.

Before she got too into it Mandy knew she had to try and finish him off as quickly as possible, she was only too aware of how her body would let her down by responding to this disgusting treatment.

She stepped back and repositioned herself between his legs. "Ooh what do we have here," she teased. She knelt down and pulled the waist of his trousers and underpants halfway down his spotty white old thighs. His cock was now fully exposed and fully erect, in fact it was as hard as stone and soaked all over where pre-cum had been almost pouring from it. He never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever have a gorgeous blond 20 year old like Mandy kneeling between his legs with her lovely sweet young face just inches from his rampant old erection.

She looked up at him through her big beautiful eyes and innocently bit on her bottom lip as she asked in her naive girly way, "now what should I do?" 

"Oh God please please oh please I'm begging you." He knew she was teasing, she knew exactly what to do.

Of course she knew what to do, even though his cock was big and smelly and she really didn't like the look of it. As she looked up at the dirty old bastards greedy sweaty face she knew she had to get it over with.

He watched her pretty fresh innocent face get closer to his disgusting old cock, the anticipation was electric, his cock twitched and jerked as more pre-cum oozed from its tip. Then as she seemed to look up lovingly into his eyes she pressed her soft tender lips gently against it. He let out a loud groan, it felt incredible, and it only got better as she pushed her tongue out against it and began to lick around its sensitive purple head.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 21



She held the base in one hand and slowly started to pump it up and down as she cupped his balls in the other. "Mmmmmmm what a lovely big hard cock," she told him as her tongue gently swirled around it's tip.

Of course it wasn't lovely at all it was disgusting, the horrible dirty old thing made her feel sick but she had to make it look good.

"Oooh that's so good, oooh look at you," he whispered as he watched the incredible sight of her lovely sweet sensual mouth gently slip over his dirty stinking hard old tool.

It was just too much, more than he could stand, he couldn't control the urges welling up from deep within for another second. He grabbed the arms of the chair tightly as she started to suck hard on it with her tongue pressed against the sensitive underside of his glands. He was in heaven, nothing in life could ever better this, he had to do nothing other than just sit there feeling like a God as the sexiest girl on earth worked her beautiful soft wet mouth all over his rigid old cock.

Mandy knew what was about to happen and she wasn't wrong. 

Suddenly he let out a painful sounding cry. "AAAAAAAARGH!" and Mandy's mouth was suddenly full of his dirty thick hot spunk.

The old mans hips bucked up and down as he pumped more and more of it into her, he had never known such a feeling as he kept on coming over and over. He grabbed her head afraid that she might recoil, he needed to keep going until he had completely finished. It was the most incredible sensation, and as she tried to swallow as much as she could she couldn't prevent much of its vast quantity from pouring from her mouth and running back down all over his cock.

He smiled to see her struggling to cope with it all, it looked so good to see her lovely fresh clean mouth full of his filthy sticky old sperm.

Soon enough Mandy could tell he was spent and slowly slipped his cock from her mouth and got back to her feet. She went over to her desk to get a tissue to clean herself up with. It was as if she had forgotten she was only wearing her sexy black lace panties matching suspender belt and stockings. Yet another treat for old Mr Roberts as he watched the gentle bounce of her big round naked tits, she looked so incredibly sexy, so much so that his old cock never really had chance to relax and was soon at it's full hardness again.

Standing with her back to him he admired her slender waist and the way it emphasized the curvaceous shape of her hips and ass. He wanted more of her, and if she wanted that form then she would have to give him what he wanted.

Mandy turned to see he had got to his feet and was standing there in just his grubby old shirt tie and socks, nothing else. It wasn't a very attractive sight but she could see from the familiar look on his spotty red face and the erection sticking out from under his belly that she was going to have to do more.

He stepped up to her and kissed her again only this time he took his time in allowing his hands to slowly explore and feel her gorgeous hot young body all over. Her skin was as smooth as silk and he found himself growing ever more excited as he gently fondled her ass and tits.

She knew what had to be done and suddenly he felt her hand take hold of his hard cock and start to feel up and down it.

"Ooh yes, you dirty bitch, you love it don't you," he grunted in her ear. With that he stepped back and swept his arm across her desk clearing it in an instant. "On the desk," he ordered her.

Mandy sat on the edge of the desk and dragged herself back until she was far enough to lie down on her back with her feet on the edge and her knees in the air. The old man reached for her panties and pulled them down and off in one go. Next he ordered her to open her legs and show him her cunt as he pulled up a chair and sat himself directly between them.

"Finger yourself," said the disgusting old pervert abruptly, "go on, make yourself nice and wet." Mandy had no choice as she slipped her hand down and started to gently play with her pussy while he watched salivating from just inches away. She found it all very humiliating but knew she had to do as he asked if she wanted to be free of Billy.

"Ooh yes yes," he muttered as she slipped two fingers up inside and slowly started to play with herself. She closed her eyes and tried to think of something else, something that would be a turn on, not like the revolting old creep sat between her opened legs.

He grew more and more excited as he could see and hear her getting wetter and wetter. He found it so exciting that he pulled her hand away and rammed the four fingers of his right hand straight into her now well lubricated cunt.

Mandy let out a gasp as the old guy started finger fucking her as hard and fast and deeply as he could. "Oh yes yes, you love it, ooh you dirty little slut you can't get enough can you," he said excitedly. The harder and faster he went the wetter she got and soon it was running out down the crack of her ass and forming a pool on the table. He couldn't control himself any longer and so got to his feet and dragged her closer until her ass was almost off the edge of the table. Then, standing between her legs, he lined his cock up to her now dripping cunt and with one almighty thrust pushed it straight in.

It felt amazing, so tight despite the four finger treatment. He rammed himself into her and started bucking away as he fell on top of her. He instantly went to work on her tits, sucking and chewing them all over muttering away constantly as he did.

"Mmmm oooh yes you dirty bitch, mmmm lovely lovely oooh yes..." He reached up to her face and pushed his juice covered fingers into her mouth. "Ooh yes you filthy slut," he groaned as she sucked them clean, "I bet I know what you want mmm? I bet I know exactly what you fuckin' want!"

As he spoke he quickly pulled himself out and manhandled her over onto her stomach. Now laying face down on the desk he quickly climbed on top of her, and looked down at the gorgeous round cheeks of her ass thrusting up in the air.

"You want me to fuck you in the ass don't you, you want my big fat cock up that lovely tight asshole," he grunted as he puffed and sweated all over her.

Before she could answer she felt him pushing his hardness between her cheeks. She could tell how excited he was from all his heavy rapid breathing and constant muttering,"ooh yes yes yes, oooh fuck yes."

He had never felt anything tighter in his life as his well lubricated cock forced its way deeper and deeper into her tight little asshole. It took some effort and time but soon he was in all the way to his balls and as he lifted himself halfway out again ready to start pounding into her he whispered into her ear.

"I've wanted to fuck that gorgeous ass ever since you first walked in here," he was so crude and disgusting as he went on, "if ever I saw an ass crying out to be fucked it's yours!" As he finished muttering in her ear he suddenly started slamming his cock in and out of it over and over faster and faster.

"oooooh fuck that's tight," he cried, "oooh yes yes yes!" He raised himself up with hs hands and looked down her back to where her ass rose up from it like hills from a valley. It looked just amazing to his cock slamming in and out between those beautiful firm cheeks. It was too much, it just looked and felt too good and already he suddenly felt himself starting to climax.

"OOH FUCK YES YES YES!!!" His cries rang around the office as he felt an incredible surge of spunk powering from his balls and gush through his cock. "AAAAAARGH YESSSS!!!" he cried as he pumped and pumped her ass full of the dirty thick stuff over and over again. All the while Mandy had to just lay there and take it in the hope that after this he would have had enough. 

All too soon for the old boy he was spent and his heavy bulk collapsed on top of her while his cock pumped and pulsated every last drop into her. After a minute or two he pulled himself out, as he did a great big blob of spunk followed and ran down between her cunt lips.

Feeling satisfied the old codger went back to his own desk and slumped down heavily in his chair. For a good five minutes or more they both rested where they were until Mandy decided to make her move. 

As she clambered off the table she thought the time was right to grab that form. She came across in just her stockings and suspenders and nothing else and opened the drawer to get it. As she did he couldn't resist grabbing her and pulling her onto his lap. "Get that in a minute," he told her, "do you have any idea how fucking gorgeous you are?"

As he spoke he started to kiss her neck and the side of her face, he knew he would probably never get a chance like this again. So like a slobbering grunting old pig he made the most of it. "I just can't get enough of you," he told her, "mmmmmm lovely oooh yes so fuckin' lovely mmmmmm.".

P...please don't, please," she pleaded as she tried to pull away. His response was to just laugh and tell her how she was a naughty girl and not to be such a tease. He couldn't believe how sexy she was, he had shot his load twice in the last thirty minutes and his cock was already hardening up again. He had never experienced such feelings, he honestly would never have thought he had it in him, but then this girl was in a whole class of her own, she really was something else.

He ran his fingers through her lovely soft blond hair, turned her face towards his, and kissed her passionately on the lips. His hands again started to wander all over her lovely firm young body, he was finding it impossible not to get excited again. "Mmmmm you're just so lovely," he groaned as he fondled her lovely big naked tits, "mmmmmmmmmmmm," was all he could say as his kissing grew more passionate, more desperate.

Mandy felt sickened by this filthy old creep but knew that maybe if she put in one last great effort then she would be able to get the much needed form and finally get out of there.

Deciding to just get on with it she lifted her ass off his lap and reached down behind herself for his now fully hard cock. As she fumbled with it he let out a series of groans obviously enjoying the touch of her soft fingers taking hold of it.

With her legs still together and to his side she slowly lowered herself down to sit back on his lap. This time however the old boy got the most amazing sensation as he felt the tip of his cock press against her moist pussy lips. Not lowering herself any further for a moment Mandy slowly rubbed the tip of his cock between them so it could find it's way in. As she felt it part her lips she carefully lowered herself down, as she did so his cock started to squeeze it's way into her incredibly tight wet tunnel. 

With her knees clasped tightly together it meant that he felt huge, almost too big in fact as she sat herself down, but a gentle rotation of her hips seemed to make the going a little easier.

"Oh my God!" he cried as the tightly gripping walls of her cunt slowly slid down the full length of his excited tool. Eventually she was sitting firmly on his lap just as before, only this time she had his dirty big cock buried deep all the way inside her.

The whole experience only got better for the lecherous old pervert as she started to rock her hips back and forth. His cock was being squeezed and massaged so expertly by the tightness of her lovely wet cunt that he knew at this rate he wasn't going to last long.

Sitting on his lap like this meant his hands were free to play with her gorgeous body all they wanted. So with her squirming around on his cock and seeming to grow in excitement he decided to make the most of it. He felt her all over, her skin was so soft and smooth as he allowed his hands to roam all over her fondling squeezing and groping every part of her exquisitely voluptuous firm 20 year old body.

Mandy suddenly found to her surprise that she was slowly starting to build to an orgasm. His cock was obviously having the desired affect. With her excitement growing she twisted towards him and put her arms around his spotty old neck as she started to bounce and rotate her ass up and down on his lap. She closed her eyes as she rode him harder and harder, the squelching sound of her soaking cock filled pussy rang around the room.

The dirty old boy just sat and watched as she jumped and writhed around on his monster erection. Her gorgeous tits bounced around right in front of his face, he could see how erect her nipples now were and he wasted no time in locking his mouth over one and sucking it as hard as he could. He tried to devour as much as he could cram into his filthy slobbering mouth groaning and drooling all the time. 

Having her nipples assaulted in this way only got Mandy more excited. "Ooooh you dirty old pervert," she cried as she tossed her lovely blonde hair back with a backward flick of her head. "Ooooh yes eat my tits go on, mmmmm ooooh suck them, squeeze them, use them."

He couldn't believe his ears as she pushed her tits into his scabby red old face and rubbed them around all over it. After a few minutes she found the sitting sideways on his lap awkward and, still impaled on his cock, swivelled to face away from him grabbing the edge of the desk in her hands. With his knees apart and hers still tightly together the sensation just got better and better as she now found with her back to him the position made it much easier for her to bounce herself up and down the full length of his stiff old tool.

He couldn't believe the sight of her perfectly shaped ass as she squirmed up and down on him smothering the full length of his erection with her cunt juices. He reached out and stretched his hands around her slender waist wanting to feel her amazing curves before moving them down and out over her beautiful round cheeks. 

Mandy was getting more and more into it as she started to moan loudly and reached down to feel his swollen old balls in their hairy old sack. Soon it was all too much for the old boy and he needed to take control.

With a huge grunt he got to his feet and pushed her forward until her thighs were squashed against the edge of the desk. She stood there leaning forward as he reached around and grabbed her huge swaying tits in his podgy old hands. He gripped them tightly as he started pummeling into her, his balls swinging violently back and forth between her legs.

"God them fuckin' tits are huge, ooh fuckin' hell yes!" As he spoke saliva ran from the corners of his mouth and dribbled from his chin onto her back.

"Oh yes fuck me you filthy dirty pig!" Mandy suddenly cried, "fuck me come on harder harder!!!"

He needed no more encouragement as he grabbed her hair with one hand and pulled her head right back while the other hand continued to maul and grope her tits.

"Fuckin' take it you cock hungry bitch," he cried as he grunted and sweated away. "Ooh fuck that's deep," he groaned as he felt his cock ramming against the entrance to her womb. He was going at her so hard that every upward thrust almost lifted her feet clean off the floor.

Mandy was now completely lost in the whole experience and she knew the much needed orgasm was only seconds away.

With him slamming himself into her as hard and fast as he could it didn't take long before he let out an ear piercing cry.

"YES FUCK YES YES YES I'M COMING!!!!! AAAAAARGH!!!!!"

At the same time Mandy too let out a shriek and her juices gushed from deep within herself all over his invading manhood.

The old mans cock went off like a pump action shotgun shooting huge dollops of his thick creamy goo right up inside her. It was yet another incredible sensation as he pounded and slammed himself into this gorgeous creature as hard as he could.

He grabbed her hips and held her tight as he filled her tender sweet young cunt with more spunk than it could handle. All he could do was let out a long satisfied sigh as he looked down to see himself emptying his dirty smelly old spunk deep into this most gorgeous sweet thing.

Mandy remained still while he allowed himself a few minutes to finish off, randomly jerking and groaning as he did. It took a few minutes but she knew she couldn't hurry him he was obviously making the most of every last second.

Soon he stepped back and his spent old tool slithered out of her as he slumped down onto the chair completely exhausted.

Taking advantage of his sleepy state Mandy grabbed the form from the desk and quickly took it over to the fax machine. She dialled in the relevant number and then dressed herself as she watched it being sent to it's destination.

Once it was gone she made the excuse that she needed the toilet and left the room with no intention of ever returning...



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 22



It had been over two weeks now since Mandy had successfully got Billy sent back to prison, and Mr Roberts still to this day had no idea who she was. She had left him that afternoon thinking that she would be returning the following day, but of course she never did.

She was trying to get back to living her life how she wanted to and without any interference from George or Ted. She knew deep down that she hadn't seen the last of them but for now she was enjoying being in control and doing the things that she wanted to.

Ted was of course still being kept occupied by Alison and so he wasn't any threat for now. George however was just waiting to be clear of his parole period, and as soon as he was he would be wasting no time in getting back to grips with her. So it seemed that, for the time being at least, Mandy was indeed free of their demands.

Of course when you're 20 years old and blessed with such a pretty young face and the sort of body that makes just about every man stare at you then you're always going to receive a fair amount of unwanted attention. Attention comes at someone like Mandy from all directions and so there is always going to be somebody never too far away looking for a chance. But this was something that she had grown used to, she knew how sad men were and the affect she had on them and yet still she never really saw it as a problem.

Despite everything that had happened to her she still liked to dress in a way that best displayed her curvaceous figure, she felt that she was incredibly lucky to have such assets and never tired of seeing how men reacted to her. However she was still a little naive as to the workings of the male mind, she knew they obviously liked the way she looked and she even knew that most of them would probably give anything to have sex with her. But remarkably she still didn't really think much beyond that, if she knew what most of them were really thinking and wishing they could do to her then she would probably be horrified.

But she didn't and so she continued to naively lay temptation in their path, something that would surely keep on leading her into trouble.......

One of the things she had decided it was time to tackle was learning to drive. She felt it was about time she did something about it and the freedom that being able to drive would bring may be just what she needed. Luckily for her she had a father who spoiled her and had always said that whenever she was ready then he would pay for the lessons.

She felt that the time had arrived as things were changing around her to remind her that she wasn't a kid anymore. In particular her cousin had announced she was getting married in a couple of months and had asked Mandy to be her chief bridesmaid. Of course she was thrilled and honoured to be asked and was very much looking forward to it. So with people around her moving on in life she made the decision to move on herself in some way, hence the decision to learn to drive.

Now luckily for Mandy her father was acquainted with a man in the next street that had recently retired and had taken his driving instructors course so he could keep busy and earn a bit of extra cash teaching people part time.

He was an old Indian guy called Mr Nasim, until recently he used to run the corner shop at the end of his road. He was 67 years old and had been married to the same woman for over 45 years. They were a typical old married couple, seemingly descent people, nice and friendly with a polite nod or smile for everyone they passed in the street.

They had lived in the same house for their entire marriage, things were a little stale and boring between them but they accepted that that was just how it was at their time of life. For the past few years they had even taken to sleeping in single beds as getting a good nights sleep was far more important these days than anything else. Mrs Nasim had long since been through the change of life and so any action in the bedroom department was now a dim and distant memory for her poor old husband.

Now Mandy's Father approached Mr Nasim about driving lessons for Mandy and soon had struck a fairly good deal. His client list was very short, in fact he only had two other pupils so he was delighted to be of help. He of course knew exactly who Mandy was, as did most people in the neighbourhood, and he couldn't help feeling he had scored a bit of a jackpot. Firstly he was glad to be handed a client on a plate in this way, and secondly he was just a little excited at the prospect of teaching that gorgeous blond girl with the huge tits that he had seen and often chatted to in his store.

He went back to tell his wife the good news about having another client, when he told her it was Mandy she too knew exactly who she was. 

"Well you just behave yourself," she told him rolling her eyes back. She had seen the way he often looked at attractive young western girls in the street but knew there was no chance of him ever being unfaithful with one. The reason was fairly obvious, he was a short slightly overweight lazy old Indian man with bad breath and body odor and the sort of girls she would catch him eyeing up were, to say the least, a million miles out of his league. Also because she knew a lovely pretty young thing like her must have the pick of any guy she wanted and would never give a silly old fool like him a second look. 

She knew he liked the look of these girls, who wouldn't? But deep down she had always assumed her husband to be as uninterested in sex as she now was, particularly since it had been so long for either of them and he never really seemed to raise the subject. What she didn't know however was that that wasn't strictly true, he was still a man with urges and would often masturbate alone in his bed when she was asleep. This was his only constant source of release, and as time went on he found that far from being less interested as he grew older the opposite seemed to be the case. Being of the older generation he would have been embarrassed if his wife ever knew and so it was something he kept to himself.

Now obviously when old Mr Nasim would lay in his bed fantasising the one person he never thought of was his wife. She was just a typically plain frumpy old Indian lady, and certainly not the stuff of fantasies. 

Now Mandy had always been a regular in his shop and he had to admit he had always enjoyed looking her over and allowing his imagination to wander whenever she came in. She had everything he ever longed for and she would more often than not be the source of his quiet bedtime fantasies.

The arrangements were made and Mandy was due to have her first lesson the following evening. She was nervous but excited at the prospect of getting behind the wheel of a car and couldn't wait to get started. 

She knew the old Indian guy from his days running the store and although he was always polite and friendly there was always something she didn't much care for about him. She often thought she was being unfair in her opinion of him because he had done nothing to ever upset her. It was just that she always thought him to be a bit dirty and smelly, and although he would greet her with a big smile she often thought she caught him looking her up and down in a way that made her feel a little uncomfortable. She wasn't sure though, perhaps he looked at everyone in that way, or perhaps she was just being paranoid.

However she trusted her Fathers judgement and as he had arranged everything she felt sure it would be perfectly safe and she had nothing to worry about.

Of course what people saw on the outside with Mr Nasim, a polite and friendly old man, wasn't always an indication of what he was thinking and feeling on the inside. The truth is that ever since he could remember he had always had a "thing" for white western girls, they excited him, he found them just so incredibly tempting, especially the pretty blond ones.

He of course knew that they didn't find men like him even remotely attractive, he would have more luck winning the lottery than ever getting close to one. Even when he was younger they showed no interest in him at all, so at his age now he knew the only way he would ever get one would be in his dreams...........

.......The following evening came and Mr Nasim pulled up outside of her house as arranged and beeped his horn. The front door opened and Mandy came bounding out all excited.

"Oh my God," he whispered under his breath as he watched her coming towards him. He couldn't believe it, she was just so gorgeous, perfection was the only word for it. "Oh my...just look at that," he muttered to himself as he revelled in the sight of what had to probably be the sexiest young girl he had ever seen heading towards him.

Her tits looked so big and firm under her tight white t-shirt, her fit slender waist giving extra emphasis to their generous rounded shape. Her hips and ass looked just amazing encased in a pair of the skimpiest tight white denim shorts you ever saw. These in turn showed off her firm tanned thighs beautifully.

As she got to the car he was going to get out to greet her, the only thing was he realized that he suddenly had a slight problem. Without realizing it his cock had swollen at the sight of her, he couldn't help it, so he simply asked her to get into the passenger seat so he could take her somewhere quiet for her first lesson.

As she got into the car she gave him the most beautiful smile, Mr Nasim was momentarily struck dumb by her lovely sweet face, the pretty blond 20 year old had, for a few seconds, reduced him to a gibbering idiot. After an awkward moment or two he asked her to put on her seat belt and they headed off.

The short journey proved to be rather awkward for the old Indian guy as he was torn between the urge to keep sneaking quick glances at the unbelievable body on this gorgeous girl sat next to him, and the fear of getting caught and the embarrassing consequences.

Soon they arrived at a spot on a quiet country lane and old Mr Nasim asked Mandy to jump out so he could shuffle over into the passenger seat.

He couldn't help having a crafty look at her ass in the tight white shorts as she got out from the car, such a beautiful sight, what a cheeky thing. As he clambered across into the seat she had been in he could feel her warmth as he settled into it, it made him feel good, almost as if she was somehow hugging him. While he's doing this he's watching her walk around the front of the car, her blond flowing hair in the sunlight and her gorgeous tits straining the tight cotton vest top looked just incredible.

"Ooh you lovely little cock teaser," he whispered under his breath. He was starting to feel like a dirty old man as he ogled her, but he didn't care, in fact he was loving it.

For Mandy however she was just glad to get out of the car and into the fresh air for a few seconds. There was a pungent smell coming from the old man, she didn't know if it was his breath or a body odor problem but it was clear that he wasn't aware of it. Whatever it was it confirmed her original thoughts about the old Indian guy, and that was that he was not the cleanest of people you could hope to meet.

When she got back in the car she was again hit by the what seemed like the smell of stale sweat and curry, it was bad enough for her to have to open her window halfway before the lesson began. Mr Nasim now had a good reason to turn and face her as he started to give her instructions. It wasn't easy for him to concentrate as he couldn't stop looking at her smooth tanned young thighs, her big firm boobs and her amazingly pretty sweet face.

It was both thrilling and frustrating for him, thrilling for the obvious reasons, but frustrating because he knew that there was no way this unbelievably gorgeous young blond girl would ever allow an old guy like him the unimaginable pleasure of touching her.

However the smelly old Indian enjoyed every second of the one hour lesson and was disappointed when it came to an end. The only comfort was that he would be seeing her again in two days time for her second lesson....

...For the second lesson he collected her straight from work, again she looked stunning, crisp white blouse, short black skirt and tan stockings. He had never wanted anything more in his life as he watched her climb into the car and make herself comfortable. He knew how lucky he was just having her to himself, he also knew that a weaker man would take full advantage of the situation and drive her somewhere remote and just have his way with her regardless of the consequences. He had to admit that it had crossed his mind, he knew that if he really wanted to he was in a position where he could do anything he wanted with her and to be honest there would be no way she could stop him. But he also knew that he would never get away with it and so it would stay his dirty little fantasy.

As the second lesson came to a close he realized that he wouldn't be seeing her for almost a week, that was when he came up with an idea. He explained to her that he had plenty of free time and as she was doing so well then he wouldn't mind giving her some extra lessons at no extra cost.

Of course Mandy agreed and thanked him for his kindness, it didn't cross her innocent mind that he could be offering to do this for any reason other than wanting to help her.

Mr Nasim had figured that he had plenty of spare time and nothing to do, the only cost to him would be the fuel, a small price to pay. When the choice was spending time at home with his frumpy boring old wife or spending time alone with a gorgeous girl like Mandy, then there was no choice.

Over the next week and a half the old boy managed to see Mandy for a free lesson every day, and as each day passed he found himself becoming more and more relaxed in her company and able to more enjoy looking lusting and fantasizing over her.

Mandy however had started to notice his ever roaming eyes, she knew it was probably to be expected as he was only human, but despite that she trusted her Fathers judgement in arranging these lessons and still felt safe with him. She did notice one thing, it seemed she was right with regard to his cleanliness as he almost always wore the same clothes, an old sleeveless patterned sweater, an old white shirt and tie and a grubby old pair of brown trousers.

She was glad though of the extra lessons and could see herself being ready for her test in no time at all, and she had to admit it was all thanks to Mr Nasim.

By the end of the second week he was starting to get incredibly frustrated, being so close to her all the time but never being able to touch her was becoming torture. Since the lessons began he had spent every night in his bed thinking of her, waiting for his wife to fall asleep so he could relieve his aching erection. Every single day she just looked so gorgeous, he had never been more turned on by someone. Everything about her oozed sex appeal, her lovely face, her amazing body, the way she spoke, and if that wasn't enough there was the constantly teasing way she dressed.

He took her out on the Sunday afternoon for a longer lesson, Mandy as ever was grateful for his generosity. It was a warm breezy day and she looked stunning in a thin white cotton vest top and a very short pleated skirt in a red tartan design. The old boy noticed as she sat down in the car that the skirt was so short that it couldn't fully tuck underneath her, meaning her panties were in direct contact with the seat.

He could feel his mouth start to water and his cock began to swell as he started to imagine what it would be like if his face was the seat. Not only was the length of her skirt driving him mad he had to suffer the cock hardening sight of her skimpy little top showing off a fair amount of her ample cleavage, he could even see the white lace edge of her bra. As she began to drive off he couldn't help himself from constantly glancing down her top, he would have given anything to reach inside it and feel those incredible tits. Every time she hit a bump in the road they would gently bounce, they just looked so big and heavy with a real solid looking firmness to them.

It was agony for him, he wanted her so badly, he had never wanted anything more his entire life. He wrestled with his overwhelming urges, she must know the affect she was having on him, was she doing this on purpose? Was she sending out some sort of message that he was too thick to understand? Was she deliberately tempting him in the hope that he would make a move on her?

These were the questions that constantly raced through his mind, he was in turmoil, he knew some men would just say hang the consequences and go for it, take that gorgeous body for their own pleasure. He so wished he was that sort of person, he knew he could and there would be nobody to stop him, this was such a once in a lifetime opportunity.............. Despite all this when it came to it he wasn't that sort of person and he knew these dreams and fantasies would stay in his mind.

All he could do was look and store the images of her for his later lonely bouts of solitary masturbation. So as the lesson progressed he came up with an idea that would maybe allow him a better opportunity to have a good ogle of her. He first asked her to pull over into a quiet country lane and stop.

He then explained how he thought it was a good idea for her to know a few basics other than just driving, and one of these was changing the spare wheel. Luckily for him Mandy agreed as she couldn't imagine how scary it would be to be stuck in the middle of nowhere with a flat tyre.

With nobody for miles around they both got out of the car and went around to the back where Mr Nasim opened up and instructed Mandy on how to first take the spare wheel out.

"You try on your own," he told her as he stepped back, "there's no point in me doing it for you as I will not be here if it happens for real."

He watched her as she started to lean into the back of the car with her blond hair lightly blowing in the soft warm breeze. He took another step back so he was behind her and out of her field of vision, he could now enjoy a long lingering look up and down her curvaceous fit young body. He was even able to slip a hand inside his trouser pocket in order to give his ever growing erection a sneaky squeeze.

His mouth began to water as he watched the tantalising way her little pleated skirt rose up at the back as she leaned in to try and lift the heavy wheel out. In order to be able to lift it she found she had to spread her feet apart for maximum balance. Her luscious thighs now opened looked so pure and smooth and the tiny skirt was only just able to cover her gorgeous shapely cheeks.

The old boy just stared as she struggled to lift it out, all he could think was what a perfect position she was in, he could imagine himself stepping up behind her and, stood like that, it would be so easy to drive his cock straight up her lovely tight pussy. Or he could drop to his knees lift the back of her skirt and bury his face into the crotch of her panties. 

Then as she was halfway through lifting the wheel out the most amazing thing happened, the old boy couldn't believe his eyes.

A sudden strong breeze blew instantly lifting the back of her skirt flipping it over onto her back. Mandy was aware of what had happened and couldn't decide if she should drop the wheel or continue. While she was deciding old Mr Nasim just stared awestruck with his jaw almost on the floor, this was more than he could have ever prayed for. What a sight!!! She wore the purest white lace panties that clung beautifully to the two most perfectly shaped cheeks he had ever seen. He gulped and his eyes bulged as he looked between her legs, from the way she was standing he had a clear view of the thin white cotton strip that covered her pussy. It was pressed so tightly against it that he could easily make out the crease of her cunt, this was becoming too much. He wanted her so badly, suddenly at that moment he didn't care what she thought, he couldn't resist stepping closer, it was as if a dark force had taken control of him, he was unable to control himself as he reached out and grabbed her ass, one cheek in each hand. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 22



Mandy shrieked and dropped the wheel back into the car as she quickly straightened back up. She stepped away and smoothed her skirt back down. "I think we'll do this another time," she told him with an obvious tone of annoyance in her voice.

Mr Nasim couldn't speak, he was still stunned by what had just happened, the sight and feel of her ass in such sexy white lace panties was just incredible, he knew he wanted more, in fact it was getting to the point where he needed it.

The dirty old boy suddenly jolted back to reality and, realizing what he had done, quickly started to apologise as they both got back into the car. 

Mandy had obviously decided the lesson was over as she got into the passenger seat, it was clear she wanted to go home. Poor old Mr Nasim sat ready to start the car as he again apologised over and over saying he didn't know what came over him.

Mandy could see how upset he was, this wasn't exactly the first time that something like this had happened, and so she smiled sweetly at him and told him to forget about it and not to worry. The truth was after all her recent experiences she understood better than he realized just what an affect she had on men, and to be honest she wasn't really surprised at what he did.

Mr Nasim was surprised and somewhat taken aback by her apparent calmness over what had happened, she really didn't mind and she seemed genuinely more concerned for him!

Now his mind was racing, he would have expected her to scream and shout and make an almighty fuss. Why didn't she mind? Could he have gotten away with more? Could he still get away with more? As he drove them back the temptation to exploit her kind nature, or her naivety, or whatever it was about her that caused her to react in such a casual way, was growing stronger.

As they arrived back at her house and Mandy was about to get out of the car Mr Nasim again felt the need to apologise for what had happened.

She turned to him and smiled, "seriously it's OK," she reassured him, "there's nothing to apologise for." As she spoke she placed her hand on his forearm and gave it a gentle squeeze as if to confirm that all really was fine.

"Then shall I pick you up tomorrow after work for another lesson?" he tentatively asked.

"If you're sure you don't mind, yes that would be great, it's very kind of you thankyou."

He couldn't believe it, not only was she incredibly forgiving of his moment of weakness but she seemed truly delighted, even grateful for the chance of more lessons. Her kind understanding sent him into a state of confusion, he knew it was ridiculous but he began to wonder if she would be as understanding and forgiving if he took a few more liberties with her. 

Mandy didn't know it but she was again in danger of having her kind and caring nature misunderstood for something else.

As she got out of the car and headed off down the front path to her house he couldn't take his eyes off her. He dropped his hand into his lap and gave his excited cock a sneaky little rub while looking at her gorgeous ass and the way it made her cheeky little skirt sway from side to side. Soon she vanished out of sight and the dirty old boy knew he had better stop or there was a serious risk that he would come right there in his underpants. 

When Mandy got inside she went to the window to see him drive off, when she looked out she got a bit of a shock. Ted was leaning on the roof of the car talking to Mr Nasim through the window, the exchange seemed to last only a minute or so before they parted company and waved each other goodbye. As Ted came down the path to his front door he saw Mandy at the window, he paused to look at her before smiling and giving her a suspicious wink.

Now Ted had known Mr Nasim as everybody did from his days running the local store, so when he saw him outside in the car he thought it only polite to just say hello and ask him how he was. That was all that was said, they didn't know each other that well, and certainly not well enough to exchange thoughts on Mandy.

She however was understandably paranoid, and couldn't help but worry. She now knew after what had happened that day that Mr Nasim was just a dirty old man with only one thing on his mind, just like all the others. So to see him talking with Ted gave her serious concerns, it was a very real possibility that Ted had opened his big mouth and told him about the tapes. 

There was of course nothing for her to worry about, but she didn't know that, and so over the next 24 hours her mind had gone over it so often that she had convinced herself that Mr Nasim was in a position to possibly blackmail her just like all the others.......

The following evening she came out of work to find him waiting for her as arranged. She now felt unsure of herself and couldn't help being a little nervous, how much did he know, and what might he do about it?

He on the other hand was still thinking over what had happened the previous day. He still couldn't believe he had gotten away with grabbing her ass like that, he couldn't help wondering if he might be able to get away with anything else, the temptation was almost too much.

He watched her coming towards him, she again looked just amazing, he felt his heart begin to race and his mouth start to water as he looked her up and down.

She wore a very dark green suit, and being a warm day she was carrying the jacket slung over her shoulder. She had on a black silk blouse that draped beautifully over her enormous breasts which bounced teasingly with every step she took. As she got closer a gentle breeze blew causing it to cling to her front like wallpaper to a wall giving everybody a clear and unobscured view of the size and shape of her gorgeous big firm 34FF tits.

Mr Nasim could see she had the full attention of every man in the street, all of them slowing down their stride to have a look at her. It wasn't surprising really because along with this the dark green suit skirt she had on was very tight and rather short, and as she walked around the front of the car he couldn't help checking out how her ass looked. The way the skirt fitted so tightly across it, even clinging to the underside of her cheeks and the tops of her thighs, really seemed to show off it's spectacular shape, the way it thrust out against the straining material was just amazing.

She opened the back door and lay her jacket on the back seat before getting into the front passenger seat next to him. As she got in the old boy admired her gorgeous legs encased in the smoothest nylon, she wore black stockings with a dark seam up the back, while on her feet she had a pair of black shoes with a good 4-5 inch spiked heel. 

"Oh my goodness," he quietly thought as he realized just what torture this lesson would be, how could she expect him to keep his hands to himself when she looks like that?

Now Mandy always likes to dress in a certain sexy but classy way for work but the old boy couldn't help wondering in his deluded state if it was somehow maybe for his benefit.

He explained to her that the traffic was quite heavy and he would drive them out of town first, as he spoke she adjusted her skirt, grabbing the hem and giving a little wiggle as she pulled it down slightly so as to not give the old boy an accidental glimpse of her stocking tops.

He was simply mesmerised, convincing himself more and more that she was deliberately teasing him, afterall she had to know what she was doing to him. He had to reposition himself in his seat in order to not let her see the bulge forming in his trousers from his rapidly hardening cock.

As they drove off Mr Nasim couldn't help himself from glancing out of the corner of his eye at her. His mouth began to water as he looked at the way her short skirt pulled tightly across the tops of her sexy nylon clad thighs, and the way her huge bust seemed to fill her silky black top. He was so desperate to touch her, he wished he had the courage to just stop the car grab her and molest her, force himself onto her, grope and feel that incredible body all over. The more he thought the greater the temptation, it was almost more than he could stand. 

He carried on driving until eventually they came again to the same quiet country lane. They went down it for about a mile until he slowed down and pulled into the same field gateway that they had stopped in the other day. He didn't know what he was doing, he had no great plan, all he knew was he wanted her so badly, more than he had ever wanted anything in his life. Maybe nothing would happen, but after the other day and her apparent understanding of the affect she had on him, he knew he had to try something....anything. This was all out of character for him but she was driving him so crazy, his lust for this young voluptuous blond beauty was becoming impossible for him to control. Nobody would blame him for wanting her so badly, there surely wasn't a man alive who wouldn't love to be in his very fortunate position right now.

Mandy was only too aware of the situation she was in, they were miles from anywhere and all alone. She was conscious of the conversation she had witnessed between him and Ted and so didn't want to upset him in any way. She knew Mr Nasim was a bungling shy old fool and if he gave any indication that he wanted her then she knew she would have to comply or risk the possible consequences. Her fear wasn't so much what he may do, but more what Ted may do.

She was worried that if Ted had told him that she would give him what he wanted and she didn't, then it might make him look stupid. Then the result of that could get Ted back onto her again making more demands just to teach her a lesson. Along with this she was mindful of the upcoming family wedding where she was due to be bridesmaid, the thought of Ted possibly using that moment to get back at her was simply unthinkable.

She had come up with this whole scenario based on just seeing the two men exchange a quick hello. She had no idea how far off the mark she was, Ted hadn't even mentioned Mandy to him and there was no need whatsoever for her to worry. But that was exactly what she was doing, even wondering if that was why old Mr Nasim felt free to grab at her ass the other day, it all seemed to fit into place.

With no idea what was going through her mind the sweaty old Indian switched off the engine and turned to face her. Now was the moment, he had to try his luck, he would never forgive himself if he didn't at least find out for sure if he any chance with her at all.

"I....I was wondering about all the lessons you've had," he blurted out. "I...I mean they add up to quite a lot now and I was wondering how you were going to, erm, pay for them."

"But I thought......" Mandy's voice trailed off as she realized what he was getting at, "I thought you said they were free."

"Well," he continued, "I do you a favour, and you.....well, you know." As he spoke sweat started to break out all over his face, he quickly undid his top button and slackened his tie.

Mandy had seen the signs before and knew exactly what he wanted, she felt both sickened and foolish at the same time. What could she do? She felt sure that Ted must have said something to him, she knew she couldn't afford to pay for the lessons herself and she also knew that if Ted was behind this then she really was in a fix.

The atmosphere was intense, Mr Nasim paused as he anxiously waited to gauge her reaction. She hadn't ran from the car screaming, instead she just looked nervously at him clearly unsure of what to do. these were all good signs, better than he dared hope for, he knew he had to push his luck further.

"You see......this is what you do to me...." As he spoke he parted his legs slightly and displayed the huge bulge in his trousers to her.

Reluctantly she knew she had to play along, despite her worries of where it may lead. "Ooh I see," she said, "it looks like you need to, erm, sort yourself out."

"Yes, yes I do," he said as he instantly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper. Mandy was shocked at his speed and eagerness and before she knew it he had got his cock out and was gently massaging it in his hand. It was a dirty smelly old thing but a good size and just about as hard as rock.

He was so excited, just having her look at his throbbing hard tool with those lovely sweet eyes was turning him on. He desperately wanted to come right there and then but he had to hold back, even if just for a short while.

Mandy was surprised at how vocal he had suddenly become, not to mention the sudden change in his personality. One minute he was a quiet shy polite old man, and then suddenly he's sat there right in front of her drooling over her and wanking himself off.

"Huh....huh....huh....huh," he went on as his state of excitement grew. His grunting got faster in time with the increasing speed of his hand on his cock. Mandy felt disgusted as his eyes widened and roamed all over her, she didn't know what to do, the filthy old man was clearly desperate. "Huh...huh...huh...oh you're s...such, huh...huh...huh..a t..tease. I...I...huh...huh...huh, w...want you, p...please sh...show me." 

His bulging eyes glared at her chest, she knew what he wanted her to do and figured that if she did as he asked then he might just take care of himself and that would hopefully be it.

Without a word she began to undo the buttons of her blouse in the hope that this would quickly be over.

As each button revealed a little more his pace quickened and he grew ever more excited. "Oh...oh...oh...y...yes, m...m...more huh...huh...huh...huh, oh...oh p...please sh...show me m...more, huh..huh..huh..huh!" 

Mandy felt sickened by the old man, she had trusted him completely and now she finds out he's just a filthy old pervert like all the rest. As she reached the final button she opened her blouse up to reveal her magnificent firm 20 year old bust encased in a sexy black lace half cup 34FF bra.

The dirty old man had never seen anything like it, he knew he was beyond control and about to come. 

"Oh please please, oh help me please," he begged as he suddenly reached for her hand and manoeuvred it towards his cock. She knew what had to be done and so as he released his own hand from around it Mandy replaced it with hers and took over. "Oooooooooh yes yes yes," he sighed, the firm grip of her lovely soft hand felt incredible as she now expertly wanked his throbbing great erection. She turned in her seat to face him in order to make it easier for her to hold it correctly.

With both hands now free he reached across and placed one on each tit, as he squeezed them through the sexy black bra he could feel the pressure building in his cock.

"Ooh such big beautiful tits, ooh lovely so lovely, ooh God yes," he groaned as he fondled and mauled them all over, pushing them up from underneath so as much cleavage as possible bulged proudly out of the lacy confines.

Suddenly he felt the spunk releasing from his balls and surge up through his desperately hard cock as Mandy continued wanking him faster and faster.

"Oh God I'm coming I'm coming," he cried. With that he squeezed her tits as hard as he could and shoved his face into her cleavage. Suddenly he let out a muffled cry, "AAAAAARGH YES YES AAAARGH!" Mandy couldn't help but find it all a bit of a turn on as ropes of spunk started to fly from his cock and land all over her hand. Dirty old Mr Nasim licked and slobbered his way from one tit to the other moaning and groaning as he rubbed his face deep in her cleavage.

As the torrent of spunk continued he suddenly tried to push his hand up her skirt between her legs. Mandy quickly grabbed his wrist with her free hand to stop him.

"Ooh come on you know you want me to," he whispered through shortening breath as he lifted his head from her cleavage.

"N...no I don't," she told him.

He was now looking deep into her beautiful eyes, all the while Mandy is now gently pumping the final blobs of spunk from his filthy old cock.

"You are so gorgeous," he exclaimed, "too gorgeous....." At that he locked his lips over hers and kissed her passionately, letting out a long moan as he forced his tongue into her sweet young mouth. Again he slipped his hand between her stocking clad thighs and tried to push it up her skirt. Again she stopped him, this time, knowing that she had just about rung every last drop of spunk from his old tool, she grabbed the door handle, threw the door open and leapt from the car.

"That's enough!" she shouted as she turned back to see him collapsed across her seat. He looked pathetic as he gazed up at her with a dumb smile on his sweaty old face. His spent cock was still fairly hard and the sticky smelly mess of his spunk seemed everywhere, including on Mandy's hand. She walked over to the bushes to collect a few large leaves to wipe it with, all the while the old boy can't stop looking at her. Her blouse was still open exposing her lovely full bra and her tight little skirt had risen up to reveal her stocking tops.

Once she had finished wiping her hand she grabbed the hem of her skirt, and with a sexy little wiggle she pulled it back down into place. As she turned to go back to to the car she saw the old man had got out and was walking towards her having pulled his spunk stained old trousers back up. He reached out and took her hand, unsure what to do she allowed him to take her through the gateway into the field. It was a warm day and grass was soft and quite long, he took her to a place behind the hedge where they couldn't be seen from the lane.

Mandy wanted to turn and run but was too afraid, she didn't know it but she had again made a terrible mistake in making a wrong assumption. Mr Nasim just thought it was his lucky day, in fact the luckiest day of his life. Despite having just shot his load the sight of Mandy had him ready and wanting more, she was a greater turn on than anything he had ever seen.

He turned to face her and put his arms around her and, pulling her tight to him, he excitedly started trying to kiss her. She tried to pull away but it was useless. 

"N...no please don't," she begged as she swung her head from side to side trying to avoid letting his foul smelling mouth make contact with hers. He was taken aback by her sudden lack of enthusiasm, he foolishly thought she wanted him but it was now becoming clear that apparently that wasn't the case. The trouble was he was now so excited that he didn't care if she wanted it or not, she had got him so wound up that he knew he had to have her regardless of her feelings.

She managed to break his grip and step away, he looked her up and down as she backed up under the shade of a big old tree, there was no way he was going to let her go until he had gotten what he wanted.

"Ooh don't tease me," he begged as he looked at her state of dress. Her blouse was still opened displaying her enormous tits in their sexy black lace double F cups, her flat toned stomach lending greater emphasis to their fantastic size. Her short green skirt hugged her shapely hips so tightly and the black nylon stockings looked so smooth on her perfect legs. 

His cock was getting harder, she was too much, he wanted her so badly. He licked the saliva from his lips as he admired her sweet pretty face, a face that no man could help falling in love with. The sun shone on her lovely soft blond hair, such temptation, after what had just happened in the car he couldn't see any point in stopping now. He had always dreamt of experiencing the pleasures of a lovely blond western girl, all his life it was something that he wished for but could never have. The only woman he had ever been with was his frumpy old Indian wife, sexy girls like Mandy were always beyond his reach.

Mandy could see the thoughts going through his mind, she knew what was bound to happen, she also knew there was really nothing she could do to stop it.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 22



He could see from her body language that her resistance was quickly fading. He again stepped up close to her, his excitement clear from his heavy breathing, his foul disgusting breath wafting ever more rapidly over her face.

"That's a good girl, you know you want it," he whispered as he slipped his sweaty hand around behind her and placed it on her firm young ass. This was a dream come true as he spread his hand wide and gave it a gentle squeeze. The way her firm rounded cheeks stuck out behind her was something he had long admired, she had an ass that tempted and teased the weaknesses of men so much that it was almost cruel.

"Mmmmm lovely lovely, you're such a little tease," he whispered as he moved his hand around feeling one cheek all over before sliding it across to do the same with the other. He then lifted his free hand and slipped it across the top of her chest and slowly worked his fingers under the lace trimmed edge of her bra.

"Oh my," he groaned as he moved in closer and kissed her on the neck, at the same time his hand slid inside her bra. He was amazed at the smoothness of her skin, it felt wonderful, like a coating of silk over her heaving great breast. As his hand went in deeper he felt the hard stub of her nipple, his excitement continued to grow as his fingers stretched underneath her breast and he gave it a squeeze.

"Oooh I love your tits," he whispered. It felt better than he could have ever dreamt, so big and heavy yet blessed with such youthful firmness.

His other hand meanwhile roamed freely all over her ass when suddenly she felt the small zipper at the back being pulled down. She could feel his erection pressing against her, she knew deep down that there was no coming back from this point. 

She tried to step back but soon found herself up against the huge wide trunk of the tree behind her. Now with her trapped and unable to move the old boy released her from his grip. He looked down her body and licked his lips as he brushed her blouse from her shoulders. It slipped down her arms and onto the floor, he stared at her huge tits still firmly held in their bra.

"Show them to me," he whispered, beads of sweat ran down his forehead as his eyes grew ever wider.

She reached behind and undid the clasp at the back, she placed a hand across her chest to hold it in place while she slipped the shoulder straps down her arms. The dirty old boy held his breath as she slowly lowered the black lace cups away and her phenomenal tits appeared before him.

He found it all too much and took them in his clammy old hands and squeezed them hard, he stooped down and opened his mouth wide as he sucked on one of her strawberry-like nipples. Grunting and groaning he started devouring her huge naked tits in his hungry slobbering mouth. In all the excitement he dragged her down to the floor and was soon clambering all over her licking sucking and kissing her tits neck and face like an over excited dog.

As Mandy tried without success to keep some sort of control over what was happening she suddenly felt her mini skirt being pulled down, she had no choice other than to raise her ass off the floor and pull it off, if she didn't she knew it would be ruined. 

Old Mr Nasim saw this as yet another green light, further proof that this was what she wanted. He rolled off her and took a moment to look down her gorgeous body, now in just stockings and suspenders and the sexiest black lace panties he ever saw he knew he had to make the most of this opportunity and indulge every fantasy he had ever had.

He reached down and placed his hand over her pussy, he could feel the moist warmth through her panties as he began to roughly rub his palm against her. With his middle finger her pushed the thin crotch of her panties between her cunt lips, harder and harder he rotated his finger pushing the fine black lace material ever deeper inside. 

"Ooh yes yes, you girls are all the same," he panted excitedly in her ear, "you're all dirty little cock teasers....." His voice trailed off as he sank his face once again into her tits grunting like an old pig.

"Mmmmm take them off take them off!" came his ever more desperate cry as he tugged downwards on her panties.

Mandy reached down and slipped them off to the delighted groans of, "oh yes yes yes, mmmm lovely, ooh yes."

Once they were off the old man clambered off her and knelt between her now opened legs. He stared in amazement at her exposed pussy all pink and glistening, topped off with the most gorgeous fine blond pubic hair. It looked more tempting than anything he had ever seen in his life, he couldn't resist it as he leaned forward and gently licked it.

All Mandy could do was shut her eyes and try to enjoy it, the smelly old Indian disgusted her but she knew if she could just get it over with then everything would be fine.

"Mmmmmm," he groaned, it tasted so good, so sweet and delicately perfumed, he couldn't wait, he needed to give his aching old cock the satisfaction it was crying out for.

Somehow in all that was happening his trousers and underpants had ended up down around his ankles. He again raised himself up for one more look at her, to see the girl of a lifetime of fantasies laying in the soft grass in nothing more than a pair of sexy black stockings with her legs wide apart waiting just for him was more than he could stand.

Suddenly he lunged at her, landing on his elbows he grabbed her pretty face in his sweaty old hands and kissed her hard. As he moaned and groaned he forced his tongue in deep almost touching the back of her throat. That was when he felt it, something more incredible than he could ever have hoped for. 

His cock had found it's way and was now parting her moist cunt lips, the feeling was out of this world. Slowly he pushed it into her, deeper and deeper it went, the gripping tightness of her cunt around it was remarkable. His excitement was now beyond control and he started ramming himself into her over and over, his heavy old balls slamming against her ass.

Mandy yet again couldn't believe how she was starting to find it all such a turn on. Having this revolting sweaty old pig on top of her using her for his own disgusting pleasure was actually exciting her.

She raised her feet high in the air and hooked her hands around behind her knees to get deeper penetration. "Ooh come on, harder, fuck me harder," she said as she looked straight into his eyes.

He couldn't believe his ears, it was a dream come true, to hear those words coming from her sweet tender mouth almost made him come right there and then, he knew it was only a matter of seconds.

As if she knew Mandy wrapped her arms around him and they rolled over together until he was on his back with her now on top. She placed her hands on the ground either side of his head, the position of her arms squashing her tits together. The old boy felt as if he had died and gone to heaven as he was presented with the glorious vision of her beautiful face directly above him with her soft blond hair cascading forward over her shoulders. Even better was the sight of her huge firm tits hovering just inches from his face. She started to bounce her ass up and down, her pussy gripped his hard cock tightly as it rapidly slipped up and down it's full length. As she worked herself up and down his throbbing erection her huge tits seemed to rock back and forth more and more each time.

He could stand it no more and reached behind her and grabbed the two gorgeous mounds of her ass, the expert way she rotated it and bounced it up and down felt just incredible.

Suddenly he sank his fingers in deep and started ramming himself hard and fast up into her now soaking pussy. He was about to come and unable to stop himself, the sensation of her riding him this way and the sight of her big bouncing tits was all too much.

"AAAAARGH YES YES YES......AAAARGH I'M COMING I'M COMING!!!!!" As he shouted out Mandy suddenly felt her cunt fill with his thick sticky cream. Load after load pumped into her as he continued ramming his cock hard and fast up her tight wet tunnel.

At almost the same moment she felt the sudden rush of an orgasm burst deep from within her body. She quickly scooped his head up in her hand and pressed it into her right tit. He took the hint straight away and bit down hard on her nipple.

"Ooooh yes yes that's it," she hissed as he sucked and chewed on the swollen over sensitive thing. Breathing heavily she squashed his face deeper into her tit and started to rub it round and round against him. "Oh God yesssss," she sighed as she felt her orgasm start to subside, "mmmmm ooh yes yes yes."

Soon she collapsed on top of him and took a moment to gather her senses. Old Mr Nasim had just had the most incredible experience of his life, and as the final drops of spunk leaked from his exhausted old tool, and with her lovely soft blond hair covering his face, he felt the overwhelming urge to hold her tightly. She was so lovely and gorgeous he wanted this moment never to end, but end it must and Mandy pulled herself off him and got to her feet.

The old man watched her dress, he was in love, he couldn't help it she was just the most incredible female he had ever encountered............

..............As they arrived back at her house he asked if she wanted another lesson the next day.

"That depends," she replied, "on if it's what Ted wants."

"Ted?" Mr Nasim asked somewhat puzzled, "what's he got to do with anything?"

A cold chill ran down Mandys spine as she realized what a fool she had been, it suddenly dawned on her how wrong she had got it.

"Nothing," she said, "he's got nothing to do with it......I'll erm, I'll let you know if I want any more lessons." With that she got out of the car leaving the old boy rather puzzled and went indoors.



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 23



Mandy had decided enough was enough with Mr Nasim and persuaded her father to let her take driving lessons from someone else. He didn't ask too many questions as Mandy just pretended that she couldn't get along with him, saying that he wasn't a very good instructor and she thought a more experienced person would be better. 

Besides this they were all wrapped up in the preparations for the forthcoming family wedding to worry too much about it. Mandy's cousin was getting married and had asked her to be the main bridesmaid. She was thrilled at being asked and even more excited over the thought of the expensive made to measure dress she was going to wear. She had been for a couple of fittings and although she wasn't going to see the dress until the actual day she couldn't help being excited at the thought of wearing it, she just knew she was going to look like a fairytale princess. 

After all the preparation the day finally came and everyone met at the brides house to get ready. The dresses had arrived earlier that day and the dressmaker was there to assist in getting both Mandy and her cousin ready. Along with Mandy there were two other bridesmaids, both youngsters whose dresses were bought off the peg, they arrived at the house all dressed and ready to go. 

The brides family were quite wealthy and a good deal of time and money had been spent on every detail. The ceremony was to be held in a small local church with everyone then going on to a big swanky hotel after for the reception and evening party. 

With everyone waiting downstairs the bride finally appeared at the top of the stairs in her full white dress. There were the usual "ooooh's" and "aaaah's" from everyone as she came down. She looked lovely as all brides do, but as she came down the stairs all eyes switched to Mandy as she came into view behind her. The few men that were there could only stand in dumbstruck silence unable to quite believe the wondrous sight that greeted them. 

She looked just about as amazing as it was possible for a girl to be, nobody could deny that they had never seen anything quite like it in their lives. She was not only stunningly beautiful in her bridesmaids outfit but also just about too sexy for words. She lit up the whole room as she stood there like some sort of fairytale Princess, the sort that grown men can only ever dream of. 

Her face was a picture of pure beauty, her hair all gathered up on top of her head with pretty blond ringlets dangling either side of her face. 

Her dress was a very pale shade of lemon, a colour that went so well with her lovely golden skin. The top half was a perfectly fitted bodice made of silk subtly embroidered with very fine lace. It fitted tightly around her slender waist and the two lace trimmed cups fitted the beautiful shape of her huge round breasts perfectly. Being strapless it seemed to be a gravity defying miracle the way it held out her obviously hefty bust in front of her. Her shoulders were completely bare, her flawless young skin was so smooth and taut. All that hung around her neck was a delicate silver chain with a tiny matching cross that sat comfortably just above her exposed mountainous cleavage. 

The bottom edge of the bodice section stopped either side at her waist and followed the line of her hips down the front forming a "V" shape just below her tummy. The lower part of the silk dress flowed tightly over her ass showing off its steep outward curve from the small of her back and its gorgeous shape to perfection. From mid-way down her thighs it cascaded out freely all the way to the floor, as she took each step down the stairs she gathered the front of the dress in her hand just above the knee giving a teasing glimpse of each white stocking clad foot in matching white heels. 

Not only did she look unbelievably sexy but she also looked extremely elegant, the fairytale dress combined with her youthful sweetness gave her such purity that she had an almost virginal look about her. These attributes combined made her a truly amazing sight to behold, there wasn't a man there who wouldn't have given anything to plunder this "virginity." To say she outshone the bride would be an understatement, she looked so gorgeous that hardly anyone even noticed the most important person of the day.  

Anyway they set off for the church and on their arrival they had to pause for a few photographs before going inside, strangely enough there were quite a few people taking pictures, mostly men, and mostly of Mandy... 

The church service went well and the deed was done, all the women thought the bride looked wonderful, but every man from 18 to 80 didn't seem that interested, most of the time none of them could take their eyes off the unbelievably gorgeous bridesmaid. 

After the service everyone gathered outside for yet more photographs, and again it seemed that there were a lot being taken. The truth was that the way Mandy looked in her exquisitely made dress, and the way it displayed her fantastically voluptuous 20 year old body, was just something that every red blooded male there couldn't resist taking pictures of. 

Of course in her usual innocent and naive way Mandy was blissfully unaware that more cameras were focused on her than the bride, and also unaware of the affect she was having on just about every man there. 

For a while everyone was left hanging around outside the church waiting for the cars to take them to the hotel. It was quite a crowd and the glorious sunshine meant that everyone was quite happy to wait around chatting for a while. Mandy of course stuck close to the bride as was her duty and as the cars arrived she stepped back to one side to allow the newly married couple into the main car. 

As she did she thought she felt a hand brush lightly across her ass. She thought nothing of it, there was a big crowd and it was probably a simple accident. Then she felt it again only this time she knew it wasn't an accident as it lingered for a few moments before withdrawing. She swung around to see a few people gathered behind her, it could have been any of them and Mandy didn't want to make a fuss, instead she hoped that her reaction was enough to put off whoever it was. 

A few seconds passed and she couldn't believe it, she felt it again, but this time not only did it linger but it also gave a cheeky squeeze. Mandy quickly turned to see a hand suddenly pull away, it belonged to a little old man in a flat cap standing looking the other way in an attempt to make it look as if it wasn't him. 

She couldn't believe the nerve of the dirty old sod, but rather than cause an embarrassing scene she simple moved away and went to get in the car which had now arrived for her. 

As they got to the hotel and the reception got under way everyone started to relax thanks to the free alcohol being handed around. The food had been served, the speeches done, and now people were happily mixing and chatting with each other as the lights dimmed and the music for the evening party got started. 

It was all taking place in a huge function room on the ground floor of the hotel. At one end was the dance floor with seating around the edges and at the other was the bar where most people were hanging around. 

Mandy, of course, was receiving rather a lot of attention, she thought how nice and friendly everyone was and couldn't see the obvious reason why that would be. Some men were freely chatting her up even though their wives were in the room, this was the affect she had, causing seemingly rational men to act quite out of character and suddenly become like love-struck schoolboys. Mandy of course couldn't see it, she knew men found her attractive but had little idea of how irresistible they all found her, she was just happy to be having such a nice time talking to so many "nice" people. 

While all this was going on Mandy was unaware of the two fat old men sitting over in the corner on their own. They were members of the grooms family, distant uncles that nobody really knew too well, mainly because they never really mixed with the rest of the family, they preferred to keep themselves to themselves. 

The only thing most people agreed on was that they were, to say the least, odd! They were brothers, not twins, but very similar in appearance. Both in their late fifties, and both fat unhealthy looking characters, with greasy hair combed across their balding heads that looked as if they must have cut it themselves. The strangest thing everyone thought about them was that they both lived together, they always had ever since their mother died when they were still quite young. They were rather weird looking, sort of backward and a little scary. Their clothes were obviously very old and clearly the wrong size with their huge bellies straining their shirt buttons and hanging over their uncomfortable looking trousers. They had fat necks covered in unshaven stubble that bulged from their tight shirt collars looking like they were almost being strangled. 

Their names were Roy and Kenny, and they were a right old couple of perverts. They had come to the wedding excited at the prospect of being in the close company of so many attractive women in fine and sexy outfits bought especially for the day. There were indeed many good looking women there, and all of them very eye-catching in lovely summer dresses or nicely fitted suits, a true feast for the eyes of a couple of dirty old men. The truth was however that they had obviously spotted Mandy as soon as she arrived, as did everyone else, and hadn't been able to take their creepy old eyes off her ever since. 

Being brothers and closer than most they shared an almost unhealthy obsession with women. Being odd looking old and very fat they spent much of their time fantasising over them but very little of their time actually in the company of any, so today was a real treat for them both. 

The only satisfaction they ever got normally was from watching pornography on the TV, reading it in magazines or surfing for it on their computer. The closeness they had meant that they had no secrets from each other, they were equally as disgusting and perverted, one would think nothing of it if the other got the urge while maybe watching TV to wank himself off. They couldn't help themselves, whether it was going out at night and peeping through bedroom windows with their binoculars, or stealing ladies underwear from washing lines, or even just parking their car in town to sit and watch all the women walking by, it was a subject that was constantly on their minds. 

Mandy is completely unaware of the affect she is having on these two sweaty old men as she took to the dance floor with everyone else. This gave them the opportunity to have a real good long ogle of her. 

"God just fuckin' look at her," Kenny said to his brother, "just imagine gettin' yer hands on them fuckin' tits." 

"Yeah I know," replied Roy, "what I wouldn't give to pump my spunk up that. Jeez just look at the fuckin' ass on it too." 

She looked just incredible as she maneuvered around the dance floor, as she turned her back to them they both fixed their gaze on her ass. The lemon coloured silk of her dress stretched teasingly across its outward jutting shape, the material was so fine that you could clearly see each cheek give a sexy little jiggle with every step she took. 

"Ooooh fuck yes," whispered Roy under his breath as he allowed his eyes to devour Mandy's extreme curvaceousness. "I may have to go up to our room for a quick wank if this keeps up," he said to Kenny gesturing towards the tent in his trousers. 

"Yeah me too," answered his equally dirty and perverted brother, "I tell you, there's a real chance that she's gonna make me come right here in my trousers if I'm not careful." 

Roy quietly laughed and nodded his head in agreement at his brothers comment. 

They had booked themselves a room so they were free to drink as much as they liked, and they liked to drink a lot, hence the fat bellies and general unhealthy appearance. 

Mandy meanwhile was still blissfully unaware of their attention as she moved her way around the dance floor. She was more concerned with the little old man in the flat cap that she encountered earlier. He had reappeared and was standing at the edge drinking a pint of beer watching her every move. The expression "undressing her with his eyes" came to mind, and it made Mandy feel uncomfortable, especially as he didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that she was aware of his ogling and clearly unhappy about it. 

He had to be pushing 70 years old if not more and seemed to be swaying from side to side somewhat, it was clear that he had obviously had rather a lot to drink. 

After a few minutes Mandy got tired of his constant staring, anyone would think he had never seen a woman before, and so she left the floor to go and sit down. 

With her family all up on the floor dancing Mandy found herself sitting alone still aware of the dirty old man staring at her. It wasn't long before he staggered drunkenly over towards her, she could see him coming and grew more nervous. With nowhere to go she just sat frozen to her seat in the hope that if she ignored him he would leave her alone. 

Within moments he was standing over her still swaying slightly from side to side, she could smell the stench of alcohol on him. She tried to pretend he wasn't there but he was standing so close that it was impossible to ignore him. 

"W...would you l...like to dance y...young lady?" he slurred. 

Mandy looked up at him and smiled politely as she declined his "offer". He was still wearing his flat cap and she noticed the ruddy red complexion of his craggy aged old face, a look that must have come from years of alcohol abuse. 

As he hovered over her she noticed him blatantly staring straight down her cleavage, almost drooling over it. She grew more uncomfortable as he didn't seem to take the hint, instead he continued to stand there admiring the spectacular view. As Mandy's looked down she couldn't help but notice his groin just inches from her face, it was then she noticed the huge bulge pointing north in his trousers. 

Just as she began to panic some of her friends and family came back to join her and one of them ushered the old man away. 

"Don't worry about him," a friend told her, "he's quite well known for being a bit of an old perv' but he's harmless enough." 

All the while Kenny and Roy had been sitting not far away watching the events with some interest, understanding exactly how the old man felt. The sight of Mandy had got them also aroused to the point that they couldn't decide what to do. Go upstairs for some quick relief or stay and enjoy the terrible tease of watching her some more. 

As they sat there they hadn't noticed the old drunk standing beside them. 

"What you wouldn't give for 5 minutes alone with that eh?" 

His voice startled them and they were momentarily embarrassed at being caught out, that was until they realised it was the like-minded old man. 

"I don't reckon them fuckin' tits are fake y'know," he went on with a drunken slur in his voice, "what a lovely pair, she's so young too, I bet they're nice and firm......just like her ass." 

The brothers both looked up at him puzzled by his last comment. 

"Yeah I had a crafty feel earlier," he boasted. He then pondered for a moment as if in deep thought, "she looks just like a girl in a porn video I once saw." 

At that it was as if a bomb went off in Kenny's mind, of course, how could he have not realised? The overweight slob grabbed his equally overweight brother by the arm and pulled him quickly to his feet. 

"E...excuse us," he turned and said to the old drunk as he hurriedly dragged his brother away. 

"What you doin'?" asked Roy somewhat annoyed. 

"Look I brought some videos for us to watch later and if I'm not wrong I think she's in one of 'em." 

Roy suddenly realised what he was saying and instantly knew the one he was talking about. "Oh my God! I think you might be right!" 

They got in the elevator and hit the button to take them up to their room, it was a huge hotel and they were on the sixteenth floor, the journey felt like a lifetime for the two excited brothers. 

When they got there they hurriedly rummaged through Kenny's case for the video. Soon it was in the player and the two of them watched with their mouths wide open as they found themselves watching the gorgeous bridesmaid that they had been drooling over all day straddling some old man on his bed as naked as the day she was born. 

For a few moments neither of them could speak, this was their favorite video and they couldn't believe they hadn't recognised her when it was clearly so obvious. It just never entered their minds that it could possibly be her, never in their wildest dreams would they have ever expected to meet this girl in the flesh. 

The two fat sweaty old perverts giggled like a couple retarded idiots before they gathered the video in it's case and went to take it downstairs. 

"What you going to do?" Roy asked his brother excitedly as they stood in the elevator on their way back down. 

Kenny paused a moment, "well I thought you were going to tell her how we're her biggest fans," he replied, and, well, I don't know." 

"Me?" 

"Yeah you." 

"Why not you?" 

Soon the brothers were bickering amongst themselves over who was going to approach this girl. The problem was that they were both completely inexperienced at talking to women, despite their old age and rampant appetite for the opposite sex when it came down to it they found the prospect of talking to such an incredibly gorgeous young girl like Mandy quite daunting. 

Then as they arrived back at the party they caught sight of the little old man still eyeing her up from a distance. The two fat old brothers turned and smiled knowingly at each other, it seemed they had both had the same idea. From what they had seen of him earlier he clearly hadn't got the same hang-ups as them at talking to her, in fact he didn't seem to care what she thought. 

They went and spoke to the old man and told him how he was right about her being in a porn video and they had got a copy with them. 

After some discussion between them they had decided the brothers would go back to their room with the video and just wait. The drunken old boy convinced them that if they left it to him he would get her up there for them. 

As they departed the two brothers took a quick look at Mandy and nudged one another excitedly. She had gone up to the bar and was standing ordering a drink, they had never seen a more gorgeous creature in their lives. The exquisite dress she wore seemed almost fluid-like as it cascaded over her unbelievably sexy figure, her huge bust and firm inviting ass looked mouth watering good. It seemed impossible to think that this stunning beauty would soon be with them in their room. 

After a few moments they scurried off and the old drunk sidled up to her with his beer glass in his hand. Mandy could smell him before she saw him, she spun around and there he was with a stupid grin on his craggy old red face. 

"I knew I knew you," he said before she could speak, "there's a couple of guys having a bit of a video show upstairs....and guess who the star is?" 

Mandy's blood suddenly ran cold, this was her worst fear, today of all days she didn't want this subject to raise it's ugly head and yet here was someone telling her that he not only knows who she is but that there is a copy of the video in the hotel. 

She was terrified she couldn't let anyone know of it's existence let alone risk it finding it's way down here to the party. 

She didn't know what to say, the old man just stood swaying from side to side staring at her incredible cleavage. With the lace cups of her dress moulded perfectly to each wonderfully rounded breast all he wanted to do was touch them with his dirty old hands. Such things of beauty seemingly offering themselves out so proudly as if deliberately tempting and teasing. They were so big, so obvious it was like they were inviting all to take the dare and just grab them. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 23



"What do you want me to do?" Mandy asked breaking his concentration and causing him to focus on her face. 

"Well," he said as his eyes roamed over the perfectly formed sweet features of her lovely young face, "just come with me and we can get it." 

She had no choice and, despite trying to talk her way out of it, as he turned to leave the party she had to follow gathering her dress at the knees in both hands as she went so she didn't trip on it. When they got to the elevator the old boy stepped inside and Mandy reluctantly followed pretending they weren't together. Thankfully there were other people inside it, all of them casting an appreciative eye over Mandy in her incredible dress, the door closed and there was a moment or two before it started to slowly go up. The confined space soon filled with the stench of alcohol and stale sweat coming from the old man, something that everyone politely tried to ignore. 

He stood alongside Mandy at the back, everyone else was facing away towards the door. He glanced down behind her to see her firm shapely ass encased in the fine silk dress, it looked so sexy the way the dress hugged her narrow waist and flowed smoothly down showing off her phenomenal outstanding ass cheeks. 

He couldn't resist the temptation it looked so good, and so he slipped his hand behind her and cupped one of her cheeks. All Mandy could do was stand there motionless, afraid that if she made a fuss everyone would turn to see what was happening, yet again she found herself in a powerless position. So she stood there feeling sickened by this total stranger, a drunken dirty old man, freely squeezing and groping her ass. 

For the old boy it was pure heaven and his old cock hardened up more so than it had for many years. As the elevator continued on it's journey his hand roamed over the perfectly shaped contours of her ass, his excitement grew as he felt the unmistakeable outline of a suspender. He couldn't believe how sexy this girl was, he wanted her so much and was quickly realising that she may do anything to keep this video a secret. 

As the elevator stopped one floor below the sixteenth the old drunk took her hand and stepped out. He wanted her to himself for a few minutes before taking him to the awaiting brothers. The elevator door closed and they were alone in the corridor, to their left was a door to the stairs, being so high up it was doubtful that anybody would ever use them. 

Mandy was unsure of what was going on as he dragged her through and up the first few steps towards the next floor. He suddenly stopped halfway up and turned her to face him, for the first time he took his flat cap off revealing a bald head covered in red scabs. She felt disgusted as his eyes slowly looked up and down her body clearly enjoying what they saw. 

"Mmmmm alone at last," he whispered, "God just look at you." As he spoke he backed her up against the wall and slipped his arm around her waist. Mandy yelped as he roughly grabbed a fistful of her ass before pressing himself up against her and burying his face into her neck. 

"N...no please don't," she protested as she stuggled to push him off, "I...I'll scream if you don't stop," she continued. 

He lifted his head and looked her in the eyes, his face just a few inches from hers. "I don't think so," he whispered breathing his stinking alcohol breath all over her, "not if you don't want everyone downstairs to see your video." 

He could see the look of defiance slowly vanish from her face, he knew he had got her. He licked his lips and chuckled quietly before leaning into her and pushing his foul old lips hard against hers. 

"Mmmmmmmmmm, ooh yes mmmmmmmm," he groaned, he had never known a mouth to be so soft and sweet. Mandy had no choice other than to kiss him back, as she did she felt his other hand on her left tit. He squeezed and massaged it through the dress muttering how lovely she was over and over before he hooked his fingers in the top and started dragging it down. There was nothing Mandy could do, this disgusting lecherous old stranger had her pinned against the wall using her for his own perverted pleasure. His eyes widened and he licked his drooling lips as he looked down to see the one cup pulled down and her huge left tit completely out of the dress. 

"Fuck look at the size of that thing," he exclaimed, "oh fuck yes!" He grabbed it in his hand and locked his mouth over her nipple moaning and groaning as he sucked it hard, he slobbered and chewed on it as if his life depended on it. 

His excitement was now beyond control as he started humping her thigh. Mandy could feel his huge hard cock pressing against her, she had seen too many men in this state before and knew it was just the affect she had on them. It made her question whether the looks that she was blessed with were in fact a curse. 

Still the old man moaned and groaned as his hands now roamed all over her body feeling groping and grabbing her wherever he wanted. Suddenly he cried out, "OH SHIT....FUCK...FUCK!" He could feel his balls were starting to release, it was out of his control and there was nothing her could do to stop it. 

He instantly released her and in a second pulled his trousers and underpants down to his knees. It was a sudden mad panic as he grabbed his cock in one hand and pushed her down onto the floor with the other. Mandy knew what was about to happen, he had no control over himself and was starting to come. 

With his dirty smelly old cock now inches from her beautiful young face his fist was a blur as he desperately wanked himself. She felt him pull her soft blond hair back until she looked up to see him staring wildly into her eyes. 

It was the most incredible sight for the old pervert as he cried out, "OH YES FUCK YES YES YES....AAAAAAARGH!!!" At that moment a load of stinking thick creamy spunk spewed from his cock and landed all across her lovely sweet face. "Oh yes, oh God yes yes yes," he kept on saying as more and more of it flew from his pulsating member with every pump of his hand and kept splatting her in the face. 

For Mandy it felt so degrading, but for him the sight of this gorgeous girl, her face now almost covered in his filthy spunk, was just incredible. He couldn't help indulging himself as took his cock and pressed it to her lips. "Ooh yes lovely, that's a good girl," he whispered as she reluctantly parted them and began to suck and lick the foul tasting thing clean for him. 

He let out a long sigh as her lovely fresh young mouth tenderly carressed it all over, he had never experienced anything like it. His still hard cock seemed to grow even harder at this treatment, he knew however that he had to get her up to the room where the brothers were waiting. So he reluctantly slipped his cock from her mouth and pulled his trousers back up, knowing that he would get his satisfaction very soon. 

He pulled Mandy to her feet and rushed her up the stairs to the next floor. She had managed to get her exposed boob back into her dress but hadn't any way of cleaning this dirty old mans spunk from her face. 

They soon arrived at the room and Kenny opened the door to let them in. 

"She needs to just wash her face," the old man chuckled. Kenny didn't see the funny side and after directing Mandy to the bathroom both he and his brother bundled him out and shut the door. He had done what they wanted and they weren't prepared to share this lovely creature with anyone........... 

....After a few minutes Mandy emerged from the bathroom, her face all clean and refreshed. She was met with a sight that instantly got her even more worried than she already was. She had no idea who these two fat old men were, she sort of recognised them from the wedding but that was all. 

"Hello young lady, I'm Kenny and this is my brother Roy," said Kenny as he approached her. Roy was sitting on the edge of a large double bed in just an old string vest and trousers held up by braces. Kenny was wearing nothing on top, he looked disgusting with his fat hairy belly hanging over his trousers, also held up with braces. There was a smell of stale sweat in the room and Mandy could see already what these two fat old men had probably got in mind. 

They both looked her up and down as if eyeing up a tasty meal, her worst fears were confirmed when she looked over to see the T.V. They were watching a porn video, but not just any porn video, it was the one with her and Bernard. 

"We're your biggest fans," said kenny, "we've watched your video's so many times." All the while he's talking he's getting closer and closer, there was nowhere for Mandy to run, she was trapped. 

She tried to plead with them, "l...look, p...please don't hurt me, i...if you just let me go then...." 

"Oh but you've only just got here," said Roy now also on his feet and slowly edging towards her. She grew more nervous as he came around behind her, he was so close she could feel his foul breath on her bare shoulders. 

"Ever seen one as good as this Kenny?" Roy asked his brother as he licked his lips and looked down her back to her ass. 

"No, I've never seen one like this," he replied unable to stop looking at her chest. "She's so pretty too." 

"Yeah, a right little tease in that dress, I mean just look at her." As he spoke he slipped his hands around her waist and Mandy shuddered as she felt his fat stomach against her back. He groaned quietly as he placed his fat stubbly cheek against hers and looked down into her immense cleavage. Mandy could do nothing, she saw Kenny had a stupid smile on his ugly fat old face and then felt something she instantly recognised. It was an Roys erection stabbing her in the ass, she felt sickened as he dropped his head as kissed her neck and shoulder. 

"Mmmmm look at the size of them fuckin' knockers," he whispered as he stared down at them, they looked so incredible held out in front of her in their sexy silk and lace cups. "You wouldn't mind if I had a little feel would you?" 

Mandy was again defeated, "n...no........I suppose not." 

Roy looked up at his brother, their faces both lit up as they smiled at each other in a knowing way. Kennys eyes widened and watched in disbelief as his brother raised his hands and slowly placed them on her magnificent breasts. 

"Ooh God they're big, and so firm too," sighed Roy as he started to squeeze and massage them, "ooh yes you lovely lovely thing." He became quickly excited as he fondled and groped her with complete freedom, his mouth slobbering all over her neck and side of her face. He couldn't believe what this gorgeous girl was letting him do, his cock was rock hard and his mouth watered at the thought of where this was all leading. 

Kenny too was excited and reached for Mandy's hand to pull her over towards the bed. "Don't be greedy," he told his brother, "let me have a go." 

With that Roy released his grip for a moment and Mandy soon found herself sat on the edge of the bed with the two dirty old brothers sitting either side of her. Kenny groaned as he finally got his turn, he pushed her back until she was laying on the bed and he was laying against her. He took her face in his hand and forced his horrible smelly mouth over hers, he pushed his tongue between her lips and as she parted them he thrust as far into her mouth as possible. Trembling with excitement he moaned and groaned as he roughly ground his mouth against hers, it was as if he was almost trying to devour her. 

He carried on without any let up while at the same time his hand wandered from her face and down her neck to her chest. Mandy could feel his sweaty clammy hand feeling it's way over her cleavage, then, within a matter of moments, he had forced it down in the top of her dress and was groping and pinching her nipples. 

While this is going on she could feel the other one pulling her dress up her legs higher and higher. He pushed her knees apart and she offered no resistance, there was no point, she knew where it was all leading. 

As Roy lifted her dress higher he almost choked at the incredible sight that greeted him, her white stockings were held up by white lace suspenders with tiny lemon ribbons, the same colour as the dress, tied to them in little bows. He had never seen anything more teasingly sexy and as he went further he revealed her matching pure white lace panties also with tiny lemon ribbons tied either side at her hips. 

He couldn't resist pushing her legs further apart until he had a clear mouth watering view of her pussy with the thin white crotch of her panties pressed tightly against it. The whole vision was like something out of a top quality porn magazine, the sort of image that you never think you will ever see for real, and yet there it was. 

Mandy felt completely exposed but unable to do anything about it, Kenny was still slobbering and slurping all over her face whilst his hand was in the top of her dress mauling her tits. Roy pulled her panties to one side and dipped his head down between her legs, within a few seconds she felt his mouth against her pussy, his tongue worming its way between her now moist lips. As he did he felt her legs all over, the smooth white stockings driving him man with lust, he wanted her and he wanted her now. 

With the two fat old pigs all over her Mandy knew she was going to have to let them take her for their own filthy perverted pleasure, the thought of the two of them using her made her feel sick but she had no choice. 

She pushed Kenny away from her face for a moment to give her a chance to speak, she asked if she could take her dress off before it got completely ruined. The two brothers looked at each other for a moment before clambering off her and stepping away. 

They both watched in complete awe as she unzipped the back of the dress and the entire thing slid from her body to the floor. In a moment she was standing before them in just her panties stockings and suspenders. For the first time they saw her gorgeous big tits in all their naked glory, as she picked the dress up from the floor and laid it over a chair all they could do was marvel at her lovely firm young body. Her ass looked unbelievable with the white lace "V" of her panties rising from between her glorious cheeks. Her slender waist and toned stomach really showed off her hour-glass figure, but even they were eclipsd by her amazing tits, their youthful firmness clear from the way they gently rocked and swayed with every movement she made. It seemed magical the way such clearly heavy things appeared to almost float in front of her. 

Within a moment the two dirty old men both flipped their braces from their fat hairy shoulders and dropped their trousers and underpants to the floor. Both of them stood there with huge erections pointing up against their fat bellies, their huge hairy old ball sacks looked full and heavy hanging low between their legs. 

Kenny stepped up to her, she stood there frozen to the spot as he placed his hand against her stomach. He grinned and sweat broke out all over his face as he slipped his fingers inside the top her panties. Still Mandy did nothing as he went lower until his entire hand was down inside the lace front and his middle finger was probing the crease of her cunt. 

As he ran his finger over her clit Mandy couldn't help gasping and biting on her lip. 

"Ooooh you like that eh?" he whispered with an excited tremble in his voice. She said nothing but that didn't matter to him as he wormed two fingers between her pussy lips and slowly up inside her. "Mmmmm what a lovely wet cunt," he went on as his fingers went deeper and deeper. Mandy didn't know what to do so she still she did nothing. 

She could feel his foul smelling breath all over her face. She turned her head away to one side, all Kenny did was smile and lick his lips as he brought his free hand up to her left tit and gave it a firm squeeze. "Mmmmm lovely great big tits," he hissed as he began massaging it all over, "ooh yes mmmmmmmm." 

Suddenly Mandy felt something else, it was Roy, he had moved around behind her to feel her ass, squeezing each perfectly formed chek in turn with one hand while the other felt its way up and down the outside of her stocking clad thigh. The gorgeous blond 20 year old was trapped and at the full mercy of these two dirty fat old perverts. It felt as if there were hands all over her as they both freely groped her voluptuous firm young body, passing crude comments to each other about her as they did. 

After a few minutes they manhandled her around onto the bed, she was on all fours and Roy had managed to lay himself down so her hands were either side of his head and her tits were dangling just above his face. They looked absolutely massive as he stared wide eyed at them teasingly swaying just above him, he had never seen anything like it and wasted no time in getting stuck in. He grabbed them both in his hands and pulled them down to his face and instantly started suckling on her swollen nipples. Mandy knew what to do, she had been here so many times before, she lowered herself slightly and began squashing them into his face, rolling them around against him. 

She could hear his muffled moans and groans as he grabbed her wrist and guided her hand down his fat sweaty body towards his throbbing great erection. The dirty old pig knew he wouldn't last long as he felt her soft young hand gently wrap around it and start to feel up and down its gristly rigid length. 

Kenny meanwhile was mesmerised by the sight of her ass thrusting out towards him framed by her sexy white lace suspenders. He had never seen a sexier ass and with his dirty great hard cock pointing straight towards it he knew what he had to do. He lifted her lovely white panties out from between her cheeks and pulled them over to one side. Next he placed his hands on each cheek and with his thumbs prized them apart exposing her beautiful wet pink pussy. With his brother gorging on her tits and clearly loving the way she was slowly and gently working her hand up and down his cock Kenny could wait no longer. 

Mandy gasped for breath as she suddenly felt his huge dirty old cock thrust its way into her sweet tight pussy. The old man couldn't believe it and sunk his fingers deep into her firm young ass cheeks as he felt the incredible sensation of his cock forcing its way ever deeper into her tight wet hole. 

"OH FUCK," was all he could say as he drove it in so deep that he could feel it pressing against the entrance to her womb. He too couldn't last long as he drew it back and then rammed it up into her again, and then again, and again. He looked down and tried to get his head around the fact that he was actually fucking her, he actually had his cock buried deep in the cunt of this gorgeous girl that only a couple of hours before they had been drooling and lusting after. 

The two brothers were in heaven and neither of them would be able to hold back for much longer. Kenny gripped her shapely hips tightly as he pounded his cock in and out of her cunt as fast as he could, her juices were now flowing and could be heard squelching with every inward thrust. Roy was moaning and groaning, gasping to catch his breath as she wanked him off while she rubbed her lovely big young tits into his face. 

"Oh God!" he cried, "I'm goin' to come, quick!" Suddenly he grabbed her head and gorced it down towards his cock. Mandy knew what this meant and without a moment to think she slipped her mouth over the end of his swollen smelly purple head. 

"FUCKIN' HELL!" Roy cried, this was just too much and he started bucking up into her, forcing his cock to the back of her throat. Within a few seconds Mandy felt it flex and her mouth was instantly full of his filthy hot thick spunk. He cried out in ecstacy as he pumped load after load of his smelly cream into her lovely tender mouth and down her throat. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 23



At that moment Kenny too found he could hold back no more and reached under to grab at her huge swaying tits as his balls tightened. "OH YES YES YES AAAAAAAARGH!!!" he cried as the spunk powered it's way up through his cock and exploded into the warm wetness of her cunt. 

Mandy couldn't resist pushing herself back against him as he carried on fucking her, filling her up with what felt like gallons of hot sticky spunk. She swallowed down all of Roys without spilling a drop while her pussy milked Kennys from the depths of his balls until he had no more left to give. 

The two brothers were so unfit that they both found the whole experience completely exhausting and after a few moment for everyone to calm down Mandy was able to squeeze her way out from between them and leave them both gasping on the bed. 

As they lay there recovering Mandy managed to slip her dress back on and with some effort zip it up at the back. She could see they both still had semi-erections and knew that it would only be a matter of minutes before they wanted her again. So as quick as a flash and with no time to think she quickly popped the video out of the machine. 

"Hey what you doin'?" Kenny suddenly shouted, "come here you!" 

But Mandy was too quick and as the fat sweaty old boys tried to lumber off the bed she quickly fled from the room holding tightly onto the tape. 

As she ran down the corridor and down the stairs she realised they weren't behind her. With the tape in her posession she felt sure there was nothing they could do and hoped that they would just be glad for what they had just had. 

On reaching the ground floor Mandy went to the toilets to check herself in the mirror. Her hair was still in place with the blond ringlets hanging either side of her face. Confident that she looked fine she left the toilet to rejoin the party. She sill had the tape in her hand and decided that the best thing to do was take it to one of the big outside bins to dispose of it. 

As she came out she turned and walked straight into someone. She was just about to apologise when she realised it was the old drunk from earlier, he had obviously been waiting for her. She was about to push him away when he suddenly snatched the tape from her. 

"Give me that," she demanded. 

The little old man just laughed and held it behind his back as he looked her up and down. "I might be persuaded," he said as he licked his old lips. There was no doubt what he meant and as mandy tried to reason with him he just turned and told her to follow him outside. 

It was a warm night and the moon was full illuminating everything with a cool blue glow. Mandy followed him around to the back of the hotel where there was a huge well kept garden. She already knew what she was going to have to do yet again in order to get the tape back. the thought of it sickened her but again she asked herself what choice did she have? 

As they reached an area a good distance from the hotel and shielded by some trees the little old man suddenly turned to her and smiled. He threw the tape on the floor some way behind him. "If you want it come and get it," he told her. 

She looked incredible in the moonlight in her exquisite figure hugging dress and as she tried to walk around the old man he reached out and grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to the ground. Despite Mandys protests the dirty booze fuelled old pervert rolled on top of her and started kissing her all over the face. She struggled but for such a small man he was surprisingly strong and seemed to have little trouble in controling her. 

"Ooh yes yes," he whispered, "you are a fiesty young thing." As he spoke she felt his hand go up the front of her dress and feel its way up the inside of her thigh. 

"No no...please no," she begged but he was already so excited that there was no stopping now. 

As he pushed his hand further he suddenly reached her still moist cunt. "Ooh yes you dirty bitch," he hissed in her ear. She had left her panties behind in the brothers room and so the old boy easily worked his fingers between her lips and was soon thrusting them up inside her as far as they would go. As he wiggled and squirmed them around inside her Mandy couldn't help getting wetter and wetter, she didn't want to but her body was starting to enjoy it. 

After a few minutes he pulled his fingers out and pushed the lower part of her dress up until it was bunched up around her waist. He raised himself up and looked down at the incredible sight of Mandys legs encased in white stockings and suspenders spread apart with her sweet wet pussy on full display. He wasn't about to waste a second and quickly pulled his trousers and underpants down around his knees revealing a huge angry looking erection. 

With no time to lose he almost fell on top of her and as he did his smelly old cock seemed to instictively find its way straight up inside her soaking wet hole. Before Mandy realised what was happening he was banging away at her like a jack-rabbit licking kissing feeling and groping her all over. The stench of his breath was vile but the feel of his cock was good, so good that she couldn't resist wrapping her legs around his back and pulling him in as tightly as she could. 

Her sudden enthusiasm came as a huge surprise to the old man, he couldn't believe his luck as he continued to hammer away into her. Things got even better as she seemed to want to take control by rolling them over until she was sitting on top. This was her favorite position, one in which she was almost always guaranteed an orgasm. 

The dirty old drunk just lay there looking up at her as she started to rotate her hips and grind herself against him. Gradually she got faster and faster and all he could do was watch in total awe at her sitting upright on his cock milking it for all she was worth. He placed his hands around her firm narrow waist as she bounced up and down on him, her expensive silk dress felt so good stretched tightly around her. 

With her eyes closed she was clearly building to an orgasm, the old man then got an even greater treat as he watched her peel the top of her dress down and her huge tits bounced out. He reached up and grabbed at them, he had never felt anything like them, they were simply incredible. 

"Ooh go on suck them, i know you want to you dirty old pervert," Mandy groaned as she fell forward and they tumbled into his face. He couldn't control himself, he sucked and chewed on her nipples cramming as much tit meat into his mouth as he could squeezing them hard from either side. 

"Ooh yes yes," she cried as he bucked beneath her ramming his cock hard and fast up inside her with all his strength. He reached down behind her and pulled her dress up so he could grope her gorgeous naked ass as he felt his balls ready themselves for release. 

"Ooh you bitch, you lovely dirty bitch," he hissed. He could hold back no more, with her gorgeous ass firmly in his hands, her tits pushed into his face and his cock buried deep inside her cunt he knew that it simply didn't get any better than this. 

Then suddenly he let out a muffled cry as he felt the spunk burst like a tidal wave from his cock and gush into her lovely tight cunt. At the same time Mandy shuddered and screamed as she experienced the most amazing orgasm envelope her entire body. She ground herself down hard against him, her throbbing tunnel seemed to almost suck the dirty thick stuff from deep inside his old balls. The old man had never known anything like it as he continued to shoot more and more up inside her. 

After a good minute or two of pumping and grinding together the both of them soon slowed until they came to an eventual stop. 

The old man just lay there completely exhausted and unable to move. Mandy gently lifted herself off him, her pussy was so tender that she had to be extra careful. 

Not waiting to see if the old man was even still alive she picked up the tape and fled back to the party...



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 24



Ever since Mandy started developing into a young woman her Mother feared she would encounter the problems that she has. To be honest it came as no surprise to Alison, in fact she almost expected it, after it wasn't hard to see where she inherited her stunning looks from.

You see Mandy has grown into the image of Alison in her younger days, to see a picture of the two of them at the same age you would be forgiven for thinking it was the same person. Almost identical in every way, from the gorgeous blond hair and oh so pretty face, to the phenomenally voluptuous figure, and it seemed that Alison too had paid the heavy price of such stunning looks just like her daughter. This is why she understood how Mandy's situation with these old men had so easily come about, and why she was trying to help her in any way she can. 

For over 20 years, and even up to this very day Alison had suffered the almost constant problem of unwanted attention from men of all ages. She had long since lost count of the amount of times she had put up with being groped and grabbed at, or ogled and leered at by all kinds of men from rampant young studs to dirty old perverts. For some reason just because a girl is pretty with blond hair and great big tits some men find it either impossible to control themselves, or just think that a girl must look this way for one reason and one reason only. 

So Alison had a real understanding of her daughters situation because she, more than most, understood from her own bitter experiences how the mind of a man worked. Never a day would go by without Alison having to be subjected to some sort of sexual advance, whether it be something subtle like a sneaky second glance or something as blatantly rude as being openly propositioned, which seemed to happen a lot! 

She had always known the affect she had on men, so many times she had heard how a girl with such attributes as she had only ever comes along once in a mans life, which is apparently why every man would want to take the chance and make the most of it.....

More often than not it was guys of her own age that tried it on, but the one's that stuck in her mind were the others, the dirty old men that occasionally tried it on too. She remembered them because at the time she was so appalled and disgusted by the cheek of them that it left her rather stunned that they thought she would be even remotely interested. 

The more she thought about it the more she realised just how often it had happened, it sickened her to think of the many times she had put up with such unpleasant and at times very serious sexual harassment..........................

...........................At the age of just 18 Alison was already drawing a lot of attention to herself. She had long wavy natural blond hair that she flicked out at the sides and a fresh innocent pretty young face with large deep blue eyes and lovely full red lips that pouted as if asking to be kissed. These features alone were enough to melt the heart of any man who saw her, but the real reason for all of the unwelcome attention was her astounding figure. She had the most amazing pair of tits, her bra size was a mind blowing 32GG, although at her tender age she didn't need to wear one as they were so firm that they could stand out in front of her completely unsupported, something that was a truly mouth watering spectacle. Along with this she had an ass that teased mercilessly with its proud outward thrust and cheeky wiggle, no wonder every man she met could only ever think of one thing.

As she was now 18 and seemed quite responsible her parents decided that they would go off on holiday for the first time on their own, leaving Alison home alone. Before they left they gave her the usual talk about no loud music, parties, or boys. They wanted her to show them how she could be trusted and if she let them down then she would be in serious trouble.

Alison couldn't wait to have the house to herself but wasn't happy that her father had gone and asked their next door neighbour to keep an eye on things while they were away, leaving him a contact number in case there was any trouble.

The neighbour was an old guy named Mr Cramp, a bit of a creepy looking man, but to be fair he always seemed friendly enough. He was married but his wife had some illness that meant she had recently had to go to live in a home for the elderly as the old man wasn't able to look after her. It was at this time that he moved into the house next to Alison and quickly befriended her Father with the odd chat over the fence while out tending to his garden. On hearing the story of the old mans wife her Father felt sorry for him and always made a point of stopping for a quick chat. To be honest there was no need for sympathy as the situation suited the old man just fine. 

His wife was something of an old dragon and after so many years in a loveless and sexless marriage he was at last able to enjoy some freedom from being constantly nagged and hen-pecked. It all came a little late as the old boy was now in his seventies, but he was glad to at last be able to please himself and do as he liked.

To look at him you could see he was a classic example of a down-trodden husband, very short and thin with a balding head and glasses, he looked quite the weakling. Insignificant in every way he had never had the confidence to talk to women although he loved and admired them very much. If he was ever caught looking at one he would soon get a slap around the head and be reminded that no girl would ever be interested in a stupid old fool like him, which of course was very true.

It was true because along with his age and stature he also had a creepy look about him. He had a long hooked nose, a long pointed chin and big bulging eyes, his face was very thin and his cheeks were bony and withdrawn. He lived in the same clothes all the time, an old grey cardigan, a grubby old beige shirt and a pair of dirty brown trousers with a few suspicious looking stains down the front of them. 

It was a few weeks after he had moved into his house that Mr Cramp first noticed Alison, she had just turned 18 and he saw her heading off to college one morning wearing her uniform. He was completely blown away, he couldn't remember ever seeing a more beautiful and incredibly sexy girl in his entire life. He couldn't believe his luck, this was all of his dreams come true, to have such a gorgeous girl living right next door gave him plenty of opportunity to spy on her unseen from behind his curtains.

He soon got into the habit of watching and waiting at the same time every day for her to head off to college in the morning and then return home in the afternoon. The creepy old pervert would drool over her cheeky fit young ass in her regulation short pleated skirt. If it was warm she would occasionally carry her blazer over her shoulder treating him to a wonderfully cock hardening look at her crisp white blouse straining to contain her unbelievable 32GG's.

"Ooh yes yes yes, ooh yes lovely," he would mutter under his breath as he slipped his bony old hand down inside the front of his grubby underpants and wrapped his nicotine stained fingers around his smelly old cock. The sight of her excited him so much that more often than not he would come in his underpants before she was even out of sight. 

So being given the task of keeping an eye on her while her parents were away was something he was going to find easy, in fact he was looking forward to it.

No sooner had they left Alison had invited her current boyfriend around, the prospect of having the house to themselves was something they both had been looking forward to. 

Mr Cramp however had other ideas, on seeing the young man turn up at the house he felt he should do something but wasn't sure what. It was a hot sunny day and the old boy went up to his back bedroom window to see if they were in the garden. 

Peering out from behind his curtains trying not to be seen he saw the young man out there striped to his waist enjoying the sunshine. As he still wondered what he should do he was suddenly presented with the breath taking sight of Alison coming out from the house and laying out a blanket on the lawn. She positioned it in the dappled shade of a tree so as not to be in the full glare of the hot sun.

The creepy old pervert thought he might have a heart attack at the sight of what she was wearing. On top she wore a skimpy white cotton vest top that was cut off just below her boobs leaving her firm toned stomach fully exposed. It cascaded over her huge firm bust and hung loosely away from her body. It was clear to see that she wasn't wearing a bra from the way those gravity defying 32GG's seemed to sway and bounce freely underneath the teasingly small garment, not to mention the fact that her nipples too were poking out for all to see.

As if that wasn't enough to drive anyone to near insanity unbelievably she seemed to be wearing just a pair of white cotton panties down below, they weren't bikini bottoms, most definitely not, they were definitely panties, this was too much. Her ass looked simply spectacular thrusting out behind her stretching the white cotton tightly across her gorgeous round cheeks. This was so much more than the old boy could have ever hoped for and settled down to enjoy the most amazing wank, probably the wank of a lifetime.

Just then the young guy she was with went back into the house and moments later headed off out the front door. 

The old man went to his front bedroom and watched him walk off down the road holding what looked like a wallet in his hand. He was obviously going to the shop for something, a walk that he knew would take at least a good half hour.

The old man couldn't resist it, he saw an opportunity to get a closer look at Alison, and so decided to go and have a word with her. He was understandably nervous at the prospect of talking to her, he had never really spoken to her before, but all he wanted was a closer look at her voluptuous young curves so he could fuel his lustful imagination. Afraid that she might get an idea what was on his mind he knew he had to act as normal as possible and not creep her out. His excuse would be that he wanted to remind her that her father had entrusted him with keeping an eye on her, and one of the things he didn't want was any boys around the house.

Excitedly he went around the front of the house and up the driveway. Even though it was a lovely sunny day old Mr Cramp still wore his usual moth-eaten old grey cardigan, grubby beige shirt and tatty old brown trousers. The scrawny little old man looked like a tramp and the drawn pale features of his creepy thin old face only made it worse.

As he turned the corner into the garden he was about to announce his arrival with a polite cough, however as soon as he saw Alison he found his throat suddenly incapable of such a simple task.

He was presented with the sight of this gorgeous blond 18 year old laid out on her stomach, her eyes closed and her head to one side resting on her folded arms. He gulped back the saliva that was forming a pool in his bottom lip as he admired the sheer perfection of her. The skimpy vest top was gathered around the middle of her back leaving her shoulders and lower back completely bare, her tight skin was so flawless and covered in a rich golden tan. Through the arm holes he could see the edge of her tits bulging out from underneath her at the sides.

His attention was soon drawn to the brief white cotton panties that clung beautifully to the lovely shape of her cock hardening cheeks. The dirty withered old creep had never seen such a sexy ass so closely, with her eyes still closed he could feel the bulge in his trousers grow as he took the opportunity to have a nice long free look at her. He knew that he would soon have to speak or risk being caught out and screamed at for being a pervert, which is exactly what he was of course.

Just then his shadow passed over her face, and without opening her eyes Alison spoke.

"I thought you had gone," she said in a soft sleepy voice. "Before you go could you put some lotion on me."

The old boy didn't know what to do, he could see she obviously thought he was her boyfriend, he was confused yet excited, and as he was thinking she again spoke. "It's just down by my feet."

His mind was in a whirl all of a sudden, what should he do? He couldn't, could he? He had to speak and let her know that it was him, if he didn't she would probably scream "pervert" at him and he would be embarrassed beyond belief.

Just as he was thinking she turned her head to the other side and pulled her lovely soft blond hair to one side exposing her shoulders completely. With her eyes still closed she let out a long lazy sigh as if half asleep.

With his mouth drooling and his stinking old cock growing ever harder his trousers he reached down and took the bottle. He knew he shouldn't do it, God knows what the consequences could be. But as he looked along her gorgeous young body laid out in front of him he could see this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, if he lived another hundred years he would never get another chance like this. It was wrong, so wrong, but surely it had to be worth the risk, he couldn't help himself as without thinking he squirted some of the cream into his bony frail old hand.

He knelt down at her blind side, voices in his head were screaming, "what are you doing? Are you mad?" He had to be, he would never get away with it, but the temptation was just too much. He tried to convince himself that it was only her fault, after all she shouldn't be such a cruel cock teaser, he had to do it, he just had to!

He smeared the suntan lotion in his palms and slowly reached for her shoulders trembling like a leaf. As his hands touched her soft young skin he had to stifle a groan of pleasure by biting down on his lip. Alison seemed half asleep and unconcerned as he spread his hands and started smearing the cream across her back.

He had never felt such perfectly smooth tight skin, and the thrill from just touching her was such that he forgot any worries over being caught and started to become lost in the whole overwhelming experience. He started to gently massage her, if his thin bony old hands felt different to her boyfriends then she didn't seem to notice it. Instead she just let out a long sleepy sigh giving the dirty old neighbour the confidence he needed to carry on.

As he applied more lotion to his hands he looked down at the giant tent pole sticking out in his trousers, his cock was harder than it had been for more years than he could remember.

He licked his trembling lips as he placed his hands on her lower back and started to feel his way around her, she had such a slender waist that he was able to press his thumbs into her spine and at the same time allow his fingertips to feel her tight flat stomach underneath. 

His attention was never off the ultimate prize, he couldn't resist moving down for a closer look at her ass, he wanted it so badly and had to fight every lust fuelled urge in his body. Her two lovely firm round cheeks stretched the white cotton panties tightly across the crevice between them. Such a beautiful sight, and to see it so closely was more than he could have ever dared dream of.

The pool of saliva in his bottom lip overflowed as he moved his face even closer, a drop ran down his chin and landed straight on her panties. He quickly gulped down to prevent more, luckily she hadn't noticed. 

He slowly moved his hands lower into the dip of her back until his dirty nicotine stained old fingers reached the steep upward swell of her ass. He had to go on, the temptation was so intense. 

Still she had no idea it was him, his dirty old hands crept upwards until he was fingering the top edge of her fresh white panties. He paused a moment and, sensing no objection, he guessed it safe to continue. Never had he been more excited as his bony old fingers now crept under the soft tight cotton slowly climbing her cheeks. His raging hard on was throbbing, screaming out for satisfaction, he was growing more and more desperate. He could feel his heart racing faster and faster as he moved his hands slowly down. This was pure heaven, her cheeks felt so firm and tight, he moved his hands further inside her panties until, without a care for the possible consequences, he had a cheek in each palm and was able to give each one a gentle massage.

This was simply unbelievable for the disgusting sex starved old pervert, he was seriously close to just holding her down and fucking her brains out right there and then, it would be so easy, and was so very tempting.

Suddenly Alison groaned quietly, "mmmmmmmmmm." Old Mr Cramp pulled his hands away and froze, had he been busted? Was this it?..... No, she was still half asleep, if anything the slight smile on her pretty young face led him to believe she was actually enjoying it.

His eyes bulged and he nervously licked his lips as he turned back to her ass. With more lotion on his hands he started to rub it into the backs of her luscious young thighs, more confident now he wasted no time in slipping his hands to the inside of them. 

As if in a dream Alison parted her legs slightly. His jaw almost hit the floor as he found himself looking straight between her legs at the thin white strip of cotton that covered her lovely sweet 18 year old pussy.

Tentatively he worked his hands higher up between her legs until his fingers came into contact with the edge of her pantie crotch. She gave no objection and so he lightly brushed his fingertips over soft white cotton. He waited a moment before taking the chance and following along the crease of her cunt. Still she did nothing so he gently pressed the material into the folds of her lips, he knew it was wrong but there was no way he could stop. Bravely he teased his fingers under the edge until he could feel the moist warmth within. 

"Mmmmmm naughty boy," she whispered in her still sleepy state, then she parted her legs even further giving him what he saw as the green light to continue.

"Oh God," he whispered quietly under his breath as he carefully teased the crotch of her panties to one side. The creepy old fossil thought he could have a heart attack at any moment as the incredible sight of her lovely tight pink pussy came into view. He had never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life, her lovely delicate young lips glistened with her juices. His cock was so hard and pulsated in his underpants which were now sticky and wet with pre-cum. As he started to worm his dirty nicotine stained old finger between her moist lips he knew he needed to get his cock in there, it was becoming too much to resist.

He needed relief from his desperate state, he was desperate, and with his fingers now worming their way deeper into her gorgeous tight wet hole he knew he couldn't wait a moment longer.

But just before he could unzip his dirty old trousers he suddenly felt himself grabbed from behind and thrown back across the lawn.

It was her boyfriend, old Mr Cramp had forgotten all about him. What followed was a few minutes of pure mayhem, with Alison confused and disgusted by what she quickly realised had happened but at the same time trying to stop her boyfriend from battering the old boy to a pulp. He on the other hand was trying to defend himself the only way he could against someone twice his size and a good 50 years younger, and that was by blaming Alison and telling what was actually the truth, which was that he was only doing what she had asked him to.

With all the shouting and confusion Mr Cramp managed to somehow free himself from this angry young mans grip and quickly scurried off down the drive like a whipped dog and back to his own house.

Once inside the sneaky frightened old creep waited a few minutes feeling shaken and scared to see if anyone was going to come banging on his door. Nobody did and after a couple more minutes he went up to have a look out of his bedroom window to see if he could see what was happening.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 24



Meanwhile Alison and her boyfriend were having a huge row over the whole event, she tried to explain that she did sort of encourage the old man but only because she thought it was him. None of this seemed to help her case, in fact it only made matters worse and eventually the young guy stormed off out of the house.

The old neighbour watched him go and wondered what he should do. He knew he couldn't leave things as they were, what if she was on the phone to her father right now telling him what had happened, he would be a dead man!

He couldn't stand the worry and so went back around to see if he could apologise and somehow worm his way out of the whole embarrassing mess.

As he came up the drive he saw the front door wasn't closed properly and so pushed it open and stuck his head inside.

"H...hello," he called out nervously. There was no answer and so after a moments pause he stepped inside and slowly crept down the hall. He was unsure what he was doing but he knew he had to try and straighten things out with her.

Then he heard sobbing coming from an upstairs room, this was going to be tough and he thought a moment about turning and getting out of there. But something deep within was driving him on and he crept up the stairs towards the sound. He came to a bedroom door and as he slowly pushed the door open all thoughts of leaving instantly vanished, she was curled up on her bed crying into a pillow, she looked so sweet and lovely and his heart went out to her. But more than this he was instantly reminded why this had all come about, the mouth watering little minx was still in her tiny cotton vest top and panties and straight away he felt the dirty animal urges welling up inside him.

As he stepped closer she suddenly realised he was there and sat bolt upright on the bed.

"Don't be frightened, " he told her in as gentle a voice as he could, "I...I...I just want to make sure you're okay."

Her reaction surprised him, he expected her to scream at him and tell him how she was going to tell her father, but nothing could have been further from the truth. 

I...I'm sorry for the way my boyfriend roughed you up," she started, "b...but that was wrong of you, you shouldn't have done that." As she spoke she repositioned herself closer to the edge of the bed on her knees and sat back on her feet looking so sweet and innocent

"But you asked me to," the creepy old guy insisted, "I only came around to see what was going on, after all it was what your Father had asked me to do." Thinking on his feet and seeing an opportunity, an opportunity for what exactly he didn't know, but there was an opportunity, he went on. "Look, m...maybe I should call him and let him know what happened, I...I don't want any trouble." 

It was a gamble for the old man to say this, if she agreed he didn't know what he would do, he obviously wasn't going to really tell him what happened. But he could see she didn't want him to know that she had had her boyfriend around to stay

Alison looked worried, "no don't, y...you see I thought you were my boyfriend, that's why I asked you to put the suntan lotion on me." 

The cunning old boy thought quickly, "oh I see....... I thought you knew it was me, I...I must admit I was a little surprised."

"P...please don't tell my Father what happened today.....please... let's just forget it.....can we?"

He couldn't believe his ears, she actually thought that she was the one in the wrong! All the time she's talking the creepy old pervert couldn't help looking over her voluptuous fit young body. Her tits were absolutely huge and with the tiny little vest top hanging loosely off them they seemed to take on a life of their own jiggling and swaying with every movement she made. He could see her nipples clearly pointing out through the thin white cotton material and sitting the way she was, with her back arched inwards, she seemed to be almost deliberately thrusting them out. He was astounded that she had no bra on, how could such big heavy things stand out so high and proud completely unaided, it was a true miracle.

As she tried again to apologise it seemed as if she had forgotten that all she was wearing along with this top was just her sexy little white cotton panties, she was such a cock teaser and old Mr Cramp's was growing ever harder with every passing second.

She didn't notice the look in his eye or the bulge in his trousers, all she saw was a frail old man who surely wouldn't harm a fly. She felt disgusted by what he had done earlier, but to see him standing there in his ragged old clothes and looking half starved and really quite pathetic she saw him as no threat at all.

But she was wrong, he wanted to exploit this opportunity as much as he could, he had touched her once and desperately wanted to again. It was those tits, they were driving him mad, he needed to put his hands on them, touch them, feel them, it was all he could think of.

He took a few steps closer explaining that he needed to sit down as his old bones were aching. He sat on the edge of the bed right next to her which made her feel a little uneasy. 

"Maybe we could agree on a way for me to not say anything to your Father," said the lecherous old creep speaking slowly as he eyed her up and down. "Perhaps if I do you this favour then maybe you'll do one for me."

"Yes, yes okay," she responded with an innocent naivety, "w....what is it you want me to do?"

He shuffled up closer to her and very slowly reached with his hand and placed it on her bare stomach. Luckily for him she didn't swat it away, instead she seemed to just freeze from a mixture of shock and uncertainty.

"I...I actually enjoyed touching you earlier," he said nervously as perspiration broke out all over his gaunt pale old face, "so perhaps if I could touch you again then......." His voice trailed off as his concentration moved from what he was saying to his hand.

"N...no, I....I don't think so, p....please no don't please." Alison didn't know what to do, her pleading was falling on deaf ears. She felt sickened as his thin bony old hand with yellow nicotine stained fingertips slowly start to crawl up her stomach. She could hear his breathing getting faster and heavier, she couldn't see his hand as her view was blocked by the size of her tits but she knew he was now under the overhang of her little top.

Just then he touched the underside of her tits, he paused to see her reaction for a second before his dirty old fingertips started to creep along one and then the other. 

"Oh God yes," she heard the creepy old pervert whisper as his hand went higher and gently cupped her magnificent right breast. "Oh my Lord," he whispered through trembling breath as he started to feel his way over it.

Alison could now see the outline of his crawling hand through the thin white cotton as his palm now covered her nipple. 

"L...look that's enough," came her weak protest, but there was no way he was going to stop. Her tits were so big that his frail old hand had to roam around under her top in order to feel just one of them all over.

"Oooh lovely...so lovely," he sighed as his palm found its way back over her nipple before spreading his fingers wide and giving it a mighty squeeze. It was so big and incredibly firm, much firmer than he would have ever thought possible.

Alison was still unsure what she should do, should she scream at him, or should she put up with it to buy his silence.

With his eyes bulging out of his head and saliva dribbling from his wide gaping mouth he slowly massaged it for a while before moving across to the other one. She should have done something as his groping and squeezing became more and more frantic he was clearly getting over excited and desperate. 

It was all too much for him, his cock was throbbing hard in his trousers, he needed her, he needed her more than he had ever needed anything, he could no longer control himself.

The gorgeous blond 18 year old suddenly started to protest as he pushed her top up to expose her magnificent 32GG's. He was all over her trying to kiss her on the mouth as he continued to grope and maul her tits. She moved her head back and tried to pull herself away but he clung onto her as he forced her back down onto the bed. 

With her trapped underneath him he was able to press his ugly old face against hers and lick and kiss it all over. Despite thrashing her head from side to side he soon had his mouth clamped over hers moaning and groaning, "mmmmm i love you, oh yes i love you," over and over.

Alison felt sick and desperately wanted to get the dirty old pervert off. But she wasn't able as the adrenaline pumping through his veins gave him an unbelievable strength.

He grew more and more excited as he dragged his face down from hers and licked and slobbered up and down her neck, she tasted so sweet and the scent of her soft blond hair was so fresh and pure. All these things sent his mind into a whirl, he had never been so turned on and he knew he had to satisfy this massive and overwhelming urge inside him. Soon he worked his way lower until he was gorging on her tits. As he sucked and chewed on her nipples he noticed they were sticking out hard and proud, "ooh yes you love it don't you," he panted as he lifted his head for a good look at them before diving in again.

Suddenly Alison realised that with one hand he was undoing his trousers whilst trying to hold her down with the other. She knew what this meant and she wanted to get this disgusting dirty old man off her. But at the same time she felt confused, why was her body reacting this way, she surely couldn't be getting turned on by this withered old creep....

As he continued his assault on her she realised to her amazement that she was. She knew she didn't want this and she knew she didn't fancy this horrible ugly old man, so why was she starting to feel this way?

The truth was that she was a terrible cock teaser, she loved nothing more than seeing the affect her gorgeous over-developed 18 year old body had on seemingly rational men. She could turn them into quivering blundering idiots as easy as that! So the turn-on wasn't this repulsive old man, it was the feeling she got from seeing the affect she had on him. He was out of control, desperately in need of satisfaction for his unbearable sexual urges, and it was all because of her.

Still though she also knew that this was wrong and her struggling continued, she couldn't just let him have her!

"Stop! No! Get off me you dirty old bastard get off!" Her protests meant nothing and the old man had manoeuvred her so she was laying on the bed properly with her head on the pillow. With his trousers and underpants now down around his knees he worked his way between her legs. There was nowhere for her to go as he reached down and pulled the crotch of her panties to one side.

"I'm sorry...I have to, oh God I have to I'm sorry," he blurted out in desperation as he pushed his dirty hard cock against her cunt. "Oh God yes yes yes, OH GOD YES!!!" he cried as her lips parted around his swollen purple head. Further they stretched as he pushed it into her, the increasing flow of her juices enabled him to force it in deeper and deeper despite her incredible tightness.

The sensation was out of this world and the old boys excitement was such that he could already feel himself starting to come. "OH YES YES AAAAARGH!!!!" he cried as he instantly reacted to the sudden ejaculation by ramming his cock into her all the way to the hilt. He had lost all control and straight away pumped himself in and out of her as fast as he could, spunk gushing like a fire hose from his over excited member.

Over and over he kept on pumping as more and more of his dirty sticky muck filled the depths of her lovely tight tunnel. His hands were everywhere, squeezing her tits as hard as they could, reaching behind to grope and fondle her ass, or grabbing the hair on top of her head and pulling it back as he thrust himself hard and deep into her.

After a few minutes of this frenzied excitement and seemingly endless torrent of spunk he began to slow down puffing and panting with exhaustion. Yet still his dirty stinking sperm continued to dribble from the end of his cock into her ravaged cunt.

Sweating and drained he collapsed on top of her. Even still he continued to squirm and rotated his cock inside her. He thought he had finished but this was no ordinary experience and he soon found he was still excited and his cock remained surprisingly hard.

Alison took the opportunity to push him off to one side. He rolled over onto his back and she sat up on the edge of the bed. She couldn't believe how close he had brought her to an orgasm, she hated him but couldn't deny the feelings inside or the frustration she felt from being left unsatisfied.

She looked over her shoulder to see the dirty old creep laying there looking at her, in his right hand was his still hard cock. He was so disgusting, she hated him for what he had done but still felt strangely smug over the affect she was obviously having on him.

Then it dawned on her, she now desperately needed satisfying and there was a hard cock right there. She could have thrown him out and taken care of herself but then why should she? She was disgusted with herself for even thinking of it, this old man was revolting and never in a million years would she ever think of him as someone to have sex with, but it just seemed the obvious thing to do.

Old Mr Cramp was shocked to see her get to her feet and slip her panties down her legs and kick them off. Then in just her skimpy little top she climbed onto the bed calling him all the names unde the sun.

"You fuckin' bastard, I hate you you dirty fuckin' old bastard," she snapped as she straddled his pathetic ailing old body.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing, then in an instant she reached down and took his cock in her hand and guided herself down onto it. She threw her head back and closed her eyes as her cunt stretched around the big old thing and she slid all the way down it.

"Ooooh yesssss," she hissed as she began to grind herself against him, the walls of her now soaking cunt gripping and massaging his erection as she started to ride up and down on it.

With her sat bolt upright on him he had a spectacular view up under her tiny white vest. From this position he could see the underside of her huge tits bouncing around under the flimsy cotton top, and the more she got into it the more they bounced around. 

He lay there with his mouth wide open as he watched. "Oooh lovely lovely big tis," he groaned, "ooh look at them bounce, ooh go on more more!"

Still Alison had her eyes closed as she licked her lips and rode him harder and harder. She was obviously in a fantasy all of her own as she started to squeeze and fondle her tits through her top. "Mmmmmmmm yes yes yes," she sighed as she ground herself round and round harder against him, "oooh fuck me with that cock, fuck me fuck me!"

As the words left her mouth she fell forwards and started to rub her tits around all over his old face. From this position he was able to take over and start ramming himself into her which was met with satisfying moans from the sweet sexy 18 year old. With one hand she pulled her top up and pushed her naked tit into his face, her nipple finding its way into his mouth.

The two of them were in a state of frenzied excitement. Alison was now moaning and groaning on the brink of orgasm as her pussy took the hammering of its life and her over sensitive nipples were feasted upon by the old mans hungry suckling mouth.

He was taking every opportunity to feel her all over, he groped and squeezed her lovely firm ass, felt his way all over her thighs hips and waist and of course mauled and massaged her tits.

Neither of them were going to last much longer as the bed shook and slammed against the wall with every thrust he made into her.

Suddenly Alison let out a shriek as she erupted into an orgasm, her pussy suddenly squeezing the old mans cock like never before, the juices pouring from inside her.

At the same moment he felt his balls tighten and his cock jerk and pulsate. In an instant their fluids combined as he shot a load of thick hot spunk up inside her drenched cunt. The two of them writhed and fucked like crazed animals milking each other for all they were worth. Over and over they carried on until soon they were both at a state of near exhaustion.

As Alison sat back up and drew her hair back from her face and over the top of her head she looked down at the creepy old pervert and let out one more long satisfied sigh.

He had just experienced the highlight of his entire life, nothing could ever compare to the pleasure he had just had, and as he lay there looking over his conquest he found it almost impossible to believe.

Having reached the satisfaction she had needed Alisons use for the old boy was over. She climbed off the bed and walked on shaky legs across the room. 

She opened the bedroom door and stood there waiting for him to take the hint and leave. He reluctantly clambered from the bed and pulled his trousers back up. He shuffled over towards her, when he got to the doorway he stopped and looked at her.

"Just go!" Alison said with a firm authority.

He just looked at her and went without uttering a single word...........

For the remainder of the week until her parents returned Alison encountered the old boy a few more times. He was very persistent and obviously desperate to get his hands on her again. She enjoyed seeing the way she could tease him, it turned her on somewhat to think of this disgusting old creep being driven to the edge of despair by the mere sight of her. This was something she felt she may play around with and explore in the future................



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 25



The incident with her neighbour had certainly heightened Alison's awareness to the workings of the male mind. No matter how innocent and trustworthy a man may seem, there's no way you can really know what he may be thinking and feeling deep down inside. She wasn't stupid and had a pretty good idea of the affect she had on men, but this was the first indication of just how far over the edge her gorgeous young body could send someone.

It wasn't going to change her behaviour too much, she would still find it great fun to tease and tempt men regardless of their age, playing on their obvious weaknesses just for the fun of it.

At the age of 40 she could look back over her life and see just what a foolish game it was she used to play, but at the age of 18 she couldn't help herself, she just loved the feeling of power that her body gave her over almost every man she met. She could tell from the way they looked at her that they would have given almost anything if she would allow them to just touch her, but it was her choice and hers alone, that was the real power she enjoyed. Some guys were so pathetic, prepared to try anything just hoping and praying that she might just give in and let them have the use of her beautiful and voluptuous young body even if just for a few moments, but she never would. Instead she would just wind them up mercilessly like a cruel prick teaser by allowing them to look and lust all they liked, but never touch.

Sometimes however the situation would get beyond her control and just a few weeks after her incident with Mr Cramp she would again find herself in a fix. Something happened that would teach Alison a harsh lesson about the male mind and the dangerous game she was playing.

Like any 18 year old college student Alison had a need for money, a need that would lead her to search out any work that she could do in her spare time. It didn't have to be anything fantastic just something to make a little extra cash so she could afford the odd night out and a few new clothes.

In the town where she lived up a narrow side street there was a small newspaper shop that sold sweets magazines cigarettes and so on. Alison noticed to her delight as she walked past it one day that there was a card in the window asking for a part-time assistant, this was just what she was looking for and so she went in to see if it was still available.

On entering the shop one of those old fashioned bells rang above the door. It was completely empty and so she waited at the counter for someone to appear. As she stood there looking around she couldn't help noticing the top two shelves on the wall facing the counter were completely full of adult soft porn magazines. Being a fairly quiet shop up a side street she understood that this was probably more the sort of place that people would come to buy such things. She had no problem with this, after all she knew people bought these things, but she did feel a little uneasy and wondered if maybe this wasn't quite right for her.

Just at that moment an old man with a bald head and pot belly came out of a back room and asked her if he could help her. For a moment she was in two minds, should she ask about the job? Or should she just buy something and leave?

The shopkeeper was quite a short rounded man in his late fifties or early sixties. His flabby belly hung over his belt and he had rings of sweat under his arms. He wore small round glasses with a thin wiry frame, the lenses were thick giving his eyes a hugely magnified stare. Having had a quick glance around the shop Alison thought how he looked just as she would expect. With the extensive range of adult magazines on sale she just knew that he would be a bit of a pervy looking old man, and she wasn't far wrong. 

With her standing there in a tight pink t-shirt and figure hugging jeans the old man couldn't help but enjoy having a good look up and down her. The gorgeous young blond was really something else, so incredibly pretty with the sort of lovely innocent young face that you just want to smother with kisses. But that was just a bonus, the real mind blowing shocker were those huge 32GGs thrusting out from her slender frame, he had never seen anything like it, they were just out of this world, so much so that the old boy was momentarily lost for words.

Then Alison spoke, "I wanted to ask about the job in the window."

"J...job? What j.... oh the job!" The old man wasn't thinking straight, his attention at that moment completely taken up by her phenomenal bust.

"Yes," said Alison, "the job?" At that point she could see what was going through his mind and she should have listened to her instincts and just left. But at the same, Alison being Alison, she naively thought that she could maybe use his obvious appreciation of her assets to her advantage in securing the job for herself.

"Oh the job, yes, erm what about it? Do you want it?" He blurted out. 

"Well yes, is it still available?"

"Yes yes, of course, when can you start?"

"Well erm, tomorrow............Don't you want to interview me or something first?" Alison was surprised by him just offering it to her there and then, but she wasn't about to complain. Of course she knew the reason why he offered her the job straight away and being the sort of naughty little tease that she was it didn't bother her a bit. In fact it made her feel quite smug seeing the affect she was having on this sad pathetic excuse of a man.

"No no, we don't need to bother with that, we'll just give you a couple of days and see how you get on shall we?" The truth was that the old boy didn't care about anything else, to his mind she was more than qualified enough! All she would have to do was turn up every day, when you look as incredible as that then the question of whether she could do the job or not seemed somewhat irrelevant.

It wasn't often that pretty young ladies came into his shop and if they did it was a very rare treat, however he couldn't ever remember seeing one with a body like hers she was just amazing, truly the stuff of fantasies and wet dreams. So to have her asking to come and work there was an opportunity this dirty old pervert was never going to pass up in a million years. 

They had a quick discussion about the hours she would work and it was decided that she would come straight from college at 4pm and work until the shop closed at 8pm. The truth was the old boy wanted to give her as many hours as possible for obvious reasons and couldn't wait for her to started, which was why he suggested she could start the very next day.

With a kind and lovely smile Alison thanked the shopkeeper and turned to leave, as she did she flicked her head to toss her gorgeous blond hair back, "see you tomorrow!" she chirped up as she pulled the door open and left.

The pot-bellied old shopkeeper didn't respond, he was too mesmerised by her extremely shapely ass. He hadn't noticed it until that moment and couldn't believe just how incredibly blessed this girl was. The snug fit of her faded denim jeans left no doubt as to what a perfectly formed pair of firm cheeks she had, the sort that men like him can only ever dream of. He really couldn't wait for her to start........ 

The following day the old man waited excitedly for her, being something of an unclean and lazy slob he lifted his sweat stained t-shirt and sprayed a liberal quantity of cheap deodorant under his smelly armpits just before she was due to arrive. It made no difference but he didn't know that, he thought that was all that was needed, why waste time taking a shower when that did the same job.

Alison arrived at 4pm on the button as planned. Having come straight from college she was still in her uniform, something that the old boy very much approved of, in fact it was something he had been hoping and praying for.

She came in with a cheery "hello!" and dropped her back down behind the counter. She looked stunning in her navy blue college skirt, it had two pleats either side to the front allowing it to move freely about the tops of her legs while fitting nice and tight across her lovely firm ass. It was teasingly short just covering the top third of her thighs, and oh what thighs!!! Flawless in every way showing off her youthful fitness and tanned to a perfectly smooth golden sheen. On her feet she wore white socks rolled down around her ankles and wedge heeled sandals.

"Sorry about the uniform," she said as she noticed him looking her up and down, "I've come straight from college and don't have time to change."

"Oh....that's...erm....fine," he eventually said as if not really paying attention. The reason for his distraction was that along with her sexy little skirt he had just noticed her white college blouse, or more importantly what it was attempting to contain.

The buttons could be seen straining to hold back the force of the 18 year olds phenomenal 32GG's! It looked at any moment as if they might bust free without any warning. The detail of her lacy white bra could just about be made out through the clinging white cotton, the old boy had never had such temptation laid in his path and it was at this moment that he suddenly wondered what he had done. 

He didn't regret offering her the job, I mean how could he? Just one look at her and anyone would have done the same. No, he was seriously worried about how he was going to control himself, he could already see how it was going to be absolute torture being in such close proximity to this beauty every day, the temptation of that gorgeous fit young body was going to be just too much. All he wanted was to have a crafty feel, he knew she would never let him but sooner or later he knew it would come to the point where he just wouldn't be able to resist.

As she loosened her college tie and undid the top two buttons of her blouse she couldn't help but notice the obvious affect she was having on him. Beads of sweat broke out on his bald head and he had to remove his wire framed glasses to wipe the condensation from the thick lenses on his shirt. As he placed them back on his podgy ever reddening face she saw the huge patches of sweat under each of his arms. He was really rather disgusting but Alison could put up with that, and if he found her nice to look at then who was she to deny him, after all it wasn't hurting her in any way, in fact if anything she found it quite funny. She figured that maybe if the odd flutter of her eyelashes in his direction meant she would get away without having to do very much work then why not. She was certainly a girl who knew the value of her assets and already began to wonder if she may be able to wrap this sad fat old fool around her dainty little finger.

"What would you like me to do to start?"

"Oh...erm you can tidy up the magazines, they keep getting in such a state," he told her, "oh and call me Brian!"

She went and got started straight away knowing full well that he was probably standing behind the counter watching her every move. Of course that's exactly what he was doing, standing just six feet behind her he had a golden opportunity to let his eyes roam all over her luscious curves. His mouth hung open as he pulled up a stool to sit on and watched her gorgeous fit young ass in the sexy little navy blue skirt. 

It had only been a minute or two and already Brian could feel a swelling in his old underpants. It grew even harder when she started working on the first row of adult magazines, the reason was two fold. Firstly he found it quite exciting to see such a lovely pretty young girl having to handle and look at such things. She seemed intelligent and he couldn't help wondering if it was in her mind that these magazines existed solely for one reason and one reason only. She had to know that men would buy these magazines to wank over, and the thought of her knowing such things as she handled them was turning him on.

Secondly of course as she had to reach up to them which gave him a spectacular view under her arms of her magnificent tits. All he could do was imagine himself reaching around her sides and cupping one in each hand. Now getting carried away in his thoughts he imagined pressing his cock against her ass and rubbing himself up and down against her as he squeezed them hard while burying his face in her lovely soft blond hair.

"I can't reach the top shelf." Her voice suddenly snapped him back from his daydream. He must have had a guilty look on his face, not that she could read his mind but he couldn't help wondering if somehow she knew what he had just been thinking.

"Oh...of course, there's erm, a stepladder in the back."

As she breezed by him to go through to the small back room Brian caught the scent of her perfume. A moment later she returned and he caught it again, everything about her was just pure perfection.

While she set the ladder up a man came in a bought a newspaper, as he left the old shopkeeper smiled as he noticed him take a quick look over Alison and then stopping to look again as if he hadn't believed what he had seen.

As the door closed behind him Alison went up the ladder to the third step and got to work on tidying the top shelf. Old Brian was working up quite a sweat now as he admired her perfectly flawless legs, he just knew they would be silky smooth to the touch and the thought of running his hand up them was such a tempting one.

He then saw a golden opportunity, the hem of her skirt was pretty much at eye level and as she leaned forward to arrange the magazines he watched it raise a little higher.

He couldn't miss the chance of trying to get a dirty little look up her skirt, he didn't want to get caught she had only been working there five minutes and if he did she would surely leave and that would be that. But the urge to have a peek was too great no matter what the risk, he couldn't help himself. So the sweaty old creep leaned forward with his elbows on the counter and rested his chin in his hands. 

Still she continued to work at tidying the top shelf leaning across towards it as she did. His eyes widened and his heart began to race as he looked up and saw the white crotch of her panties between her legs. This was too much, he couldn't believe his luck, what an incredible sight for a sex starved old pervert. He wanted to reach for his now rampant erection but didn't dare, just then Alison bent down and took hold of the top of the ladder to steady herself so she could come back down. Old Brian then got the treat of his life when by doing this she unwittingly gave him a perfect view straight up the back of her skirt. He suddenly and unexpectedly found himself presented with the incredible sight of Alisons pretty white lace panties stretched across her gorgeous firm ass.

As she took a step down he suddenly realised that he had better not make it obvious what he had been doing, so he quickly shuffled a pile of newspapers on the counter pretending that he was too busy to have been looking at her. Alison never even gave it a thought as she asked what she should do next.........the old boy had gotten away with it.

The rest of the evening was spent with old Brian showing her the ropes. Every minute was pure torture, no matter what he was doing he couldn't take his eyes off Alison. She made a cup of tea for them and as she carried the two cups through he found it impossible not to stare at the gentle bounce and sway of her huge bust, praying that the straining button between her 32GGs would give way and make his dream come true. Or he would stand behind her showing her how to work the till unable to stop himself from looking down her full firm cleavage, if he managed to it was only to have a crafty look down her back at her ass and the way it thrust out behind her. With his hand just inches away it would have been so easy to give in to the unbearable temptation and just grab it, God knows this ass was crying out to be grabbed!

As the evening drew to a close the old shopkeeper was so pleased to hear her say that, if it was okay with him, then she would be back at the same time tomorrow. All too soon she had grabbed her bag and blazer and was gone, leaving one very frustrated old pervert behind her.

Unable to wait until he got home the old boy locked the door and went through to the small office at the back of the store. Without a moment to lose he pulled his trousers and underpants down and sat himself in his chair. He grabbed his desperately hard cock in his hand and pictured Alison in his mind as began wanking himself off.

"Oh yes yes, ooh Alison you dirty bitch oh yes yes," he moaned as he closed his eyes and drifted off into fantasy. He imagined it was her hand wanking him off while he dreamed of running his hand up the back of her skirt and groping her ass in those lovely white lace panties. The buttons of her blouse would magically burst open and she would thrust her huge tits in his face.

"OH YES YES, OH GOD YES!!!" He cried as she wanked him harder now pleading with him for sex, begging him over and over to fill her tight virgin pussy with his big hard cock. Suddenly his legs started thrashing around as a huge thick rope of spunk flew from his cock high into the air quickly followed by another then another.

"Ooooh yeah Alison you dirty little bitch oooooh yeassssss mmmmmmmmmmm" As he spoke he slowly drifted back to reality, he was alone and it was his hand on his cock, but oh what an incredible feeling. He had just had the best wank he had experienced for a very long time, which was clear from the sticky mess he had just made, there was spunk everywhere. His imagination had served him well and he just knew that Alison was going to be the source of many many more such fantasies.

Over the following days Alison turned up at 4 O'clock on the dot wearing her college uniform ready for work. Each day was much the same as the first and poor old Brian was finding increasingly difficult to control his feelings. The more time he spent with her the more he wanted her and as the days went on he couldn't resist putting his hands on her every opportunity he got. Nothing serious that might get Alison worried, just touching her arm when he spoke with her, or placing a friendly hand on her shoulder when he was showing her how to do something. His favourite little trick was placing his hands on her waist when they were both behind the counter and he had to squeeze through behind her, that was such a thrill for the fat old pervert. He would more often than not place his hands on top of her hips and as he let go he would allow his hand to fall and "accidentally" brush across her ass. Alison noticed but let it go every time, she thought it was probably accidental as she was aware that her shapely ass did stick out behind her somewhat.

Friday was her fifth evening at the shop and she had been noticing how the sweaty old pot-bellied Brian seemed unable to take his eyes off her chest whenever he spoke to her. The 18 year old wasn't stupid, she knew the affect her 32GG's had on men and had to expect it to a certain extent, but with him it was starting to get a little too obvious.

She didn't really mind men looking at her that way, it was what gave her that feeling of power over them and she was sure it was probably what got her the job in the first place. But all the same she was starting to realise just what a dirty old man he clearly was. 

She also wondered if it was her imagination or was the sad old fool starting to flirt with her. She didn't mind, why would she? It was all harmless fun as she saw it, after all there was no way he would honestly think that she could be even remotely interested in him, he would have to just look at himself to see that.

He was easily pushing 60 and with that fat sweaty gut, balding head and body odour, there was no way he could be deluded enough to think a lovely blond 18 year old who could probably have any man she wanted would ever think of him in that way.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 25



Sometimes Alison would actually find it quite pathetic to see the way he obviously enjoyed her company. But more often than not she found it quite funny, very funny in fact, and would even occasionally get a kick out of responding in a flirtatious way herself just to wind him up. 

She soon noticed how often he got her to go up that ladder too, he had even taken to standing at the bottom to hold it steady for her. He would tell her every time how he couldn't go up it because he didn't like heights, but Alison wasn't stupid and she quickly realised he was just doing it to try and get a crafty look up her skirt. 

Once or twice the devil came out in her and she would bend forward sticking her ass out as she did just to show him what he wanted but couldn't have, teasing him mercilessly with a clear view of her panties. She would act all innocent as if she had no idea of the show she was giving him, but inside she would be thinking what a creepy pervert he was. The satisfaction she got was from knowing that he would be going mad with frustration, a frustration brought on by her, a frustration that she and only she could release him from but of course never would. So instead she would just wind him up more and more with cheeky glimpses of her panties and her sometimes flirty ways, she knew it was cruel but as she saw it the dirty bastard got what he deserved!

Of course he didn't see it that way, he was loving it, who wouldn't?

About an hour before closing time when the shop was always empty Alison stood in the doorway of the little office at the back watching the old shopkeeper doing his banking. As he counted out the days takings she cheekily asked him how he thought she had done that week and if she was going to get a bonus for all her hard work.

"Oh I'll give you a bonus ," he replied with a dirty smile on his fat sweaty face.

To start with Alison was only joking but soon started thinking that actually she deserved one for putting up with him ogling her all week. So she pressed the point again only this time in a more flirty girlie way fiddling with her hair and pouting her lips.

"Ooh you certainly know how to get your way," he went on, "I should smack your ass you naughty girl!"

In an instant he grew excited as her response wasn't what he expected. He thought at that comment she would just call him an old pervert and leave him to it, but instead she just laughed.

"I will you know!" Brian told her.

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Oh wouldn't I?" 

He couldn't believe it, was she flirting with him? He didn't waste time thinking about it, this was a golden opportunity, one not to be missed.

"You better not," she said playfully as he slid his chair out from behind his tatty old desk.

"Come here," he said as he reached for her hand.

She just laughed, which for old Brian was the green light, he could see she thought it was all just a bit of high jinx.

That was exactly what she thought, it was all just a bit of harmless fun. She was only flirting and playing along in the hope that if she got him in a good enough mood then he may throw some extra cash in her wages.

"You asked for it," he said trying to hide his excitement as he pulled her down towards him. His heart was racing and his mouth salivating as she landed face down across his lap, hands on the floor one side of him and feet on the floor the other. He already had a huge hard-on but the unbelievable sight of her ass sticking up in the air right before him barely covered by her little blue college skirt got him even more excited. 

"No no!" Alison cried through fits of the giggles.

The old man laughed along with her to pretend it was all play and nothing sinister as he put one arm across her back to hold her still. Then as she struggled he said, "you asked for it," and brought his right hand down and smacked her sexy ass. She let out a playful shriek which was all the encouragement he needed to smack it again then again.

Her gorgeous rounded cheeks were as tight as a drum, with every smack he felt just how incredibly firm they were giving just a teasing jiggle before springing back to there original perfect shape. He could feel himself struggling to keep control of his excitement, he couldn't let her see how extremely turned on he was. 

"OKAY OKAY I GIVE IN!" Alison shouted as she realised that things were going a bit too far.

"Had enough have you?" Brian asked her playfully. As he paused to speak the crafty old pervert rested his hand on her right ass cheek. He could see she hadn't realised where it was which gave him the chance he had been dreaming of. 

She continued telling him that was enough and he continued pretending he thought she was joking, and all the while he was at long last enjoying a sneaky free feel of her gorgeous firm young ass. It felt so incredibly good and his cock was throbbing in his trousers as his hand started to gently roam over it.

She then seemed to start to try and get up, but with his mouth watering and his mind racing he suddenly started to tickle her back with his free hand in a bid to keep her there just a little longer.

Instantly she erupted into laughter and started to squirm around, she was obviously very ticklish. He looked down at her ass and saw all the movement had caused her skirt to ride up a little. In a flash he took the chance and while he tickled her with one hand to distract her attention, the other "somehow accidentally" pulled her skirt up all the way fully exposing her white lace panties.

He suddenly stopped tickling her and his joking was instantly replaced by a deadly serious silence.

"Oh God," was all he could muster as he licked his lips and and stared for a moment at the glorious sight before him. It was simply too much for a dirty old pervert like him to resist, regardless of the consequences he had to touch those gorgeous pantie covered cheeks. As he lowered his hand and his fingertips felt the fine white lace he let out a long deep sigh. The trembling of his hand was matched by the trembling of his breath as he rested his palm over one firm round cheek.

"Oh yes........lovely......" Brian whispered unable to help himself.

It was at that moment that Alison realised what was going on and she quickly struggled free, but not before the old pervert had managed to give it a desperately needed squeeze.

"I think that's far enough," said Alison firmly having gotten back to her feet. The old boy just looked at her breathing heavily, he didn't care what she thought he was thrilled by what had just happened, there was no way he would have resisted that even if he wanted to.

Alison was unsure how best to react so with just 20 minutes until the shop was due to close she said, "I think I better go home," then turned and left.

Old Brian quickly went out and locked the shop door taking the chance to watch Alison walk off down the road for a second or two before she vanished around the corner. Then, unable to wait, he scurried off back into the office. With the thought of what had just happened still fresh in his mind the filthy old pervert quickly pulled his trousers and underpants down and had the quickest yet most explosive wank. Within seconds he was shooting spunk all across his desk, thoughts of the gorgeous 18 year old racing around in his mind. Soon he was done and as he sat back down in his chair to survey the mess he had just created he hoped he hadn't scared her off for good. Having her around was pure torture but he also knew that the thought of her leaving was unbearable, he needed her, he needed to get his daily fix of seeing her incredible curves no matter how frustrating it was for him.

Saturday came and went and she didn't show, the poor fat old man thought he had blown it, he was never going to see his gorgeous fantasy girl again.

But surprise surprise at 4 o'clock on Monday she turned up as normal. To say Brian was thrilled to see her would be the understatement of the year.

After a talk about what had happened the other day the old man apologised and promised her it wouldn't happen again. He did try to explain however how difficult it was for someone like him, an overweight unattractive old man, to be in the company of such a beautiful young girl like her.

Surprisingly for him she seemed to understand and even went so far as to say that she was probably partly to blame for maybe teasing him a little too much. She also needed the job, there wasn't many around, especially with hours that suited her so well and she definitely needed the money, so all in all she was prepared to give it another go.

Over the following days old Brian knew he had to be a bit careful, he didn't want to frighten her off but he just couldn't help himself from looking at her mouth watering curves. It was hard for him as his lust for her seemed to grow and grow, the more he couldn't touch her the more he wanted to. It was so bad that as soon as she left every night he would have to relieve his almost constant erection with a desperately needed wank. A couple of times when she was up that stepladder and he got a glimpse up her skirt he even had to go out to the toilet and have a quick one right there and then.

Alison had tolerated him to a certain extent understanding that a sweaty old man of his age was only human and the temptation of her lovely firm young body must be driving him crazy. So the odd "accidental" touch here and there along with his roaming eyes was something she decided was only to be expected so she would just put up with it.

Just occasionally however various things come together all at the same time, giving a luckless fat old pervert like Brian what can only be called a once in a lifetime opportunity........

It was one week to the day since the spanking incident and Brian was sweating more than usual from the summer heat, evident from the large wet patches under his stinking armpits. It wasn't only the heat of course that was raising his body temperature. He had given Alison the task of sorting out the chest freezer that held all of the ice creams and lollies. As always he was unable to take his eyes off her, and from behind he had a lovely view as she bent over to reach inside. Working away as she was she had no idea his eyes were burning holes into her ass. Standing and bending over like that had her short blue college skirt stretching nice and tight across her gorgeous shapely young cheeks. Along with this every time she straightened up he could clearly see the affect the freezer was having on her. Her nipples were poking straight out through her bra and blouse, they were so blatantly obvious that he couldn't help but drool at the sight of them.

It was at this point that he decided to announce to her that it was his birthday, it turned out that he was in fact now 62.

"Oh my God, why didn't you say anything earlier?" Alison questioned clearly surprised.

"Aaw it's nothing," he replied, "don't worry about birthdays at my age."

"So what you doing to celebrate?" Alison continued.

"Celebrate? Nothing!"

She couldn't believe it and as she delved deeper she found that he had received no cards or anything, it seemed that nobody really cared about him, not even his family.

"If I knew I would have got you a card," she told him. She felt suddenly so sad and sorry for the old man, true he was fairly fat and disgusting but he was harmless enough and nobody deserved to be forgotten on their birthday.

Now that was the first thing, the next thing was something that the old boy wouldn't know but Alison had in fact had a naughty dream about him last night, to be honest it was her second. Now there was no way she fancied him, it was quite the opposite, just the thought of him in that way turned her stomach, but as everyone knows you have no control over your dreams no matter how unbelievable they may be.

In both of them the dirty fat old pig holds her down and forces himself on her, she tries to fight him off but he's got her trapped under his fat sweaty bulk. As she struggles to free herself he forces his dirty great big cock into her and rapes her. She has no idea where these dreams come from but she wishes they would stop. Partly because they're so horrifying, but more because she woke up each time to find herself extremely turned on, so much so that her pussy is dripping wet and needing instant attention.

Standing there looking at him now she felt disgusted at herself and couldn't understand why she would get turned on by these dreams. Just the mere thought of it made her skin crawl.

The final twist of the day was that Alison was due to go straight out to a party from work that night and had asked Brian earlier in the week if she could get changed there before going.

As it was now 20 minutes from closing time she asked him if it was alright for her to go into the back office and get ready.

Of course that was okay with him, the thought of her stripping off in his grubby little office got him rather excited.

"Now you just stay out there," she told him as she shut the door behind her. He waited a minute or so getting ever more excited at the thought of her getting undressed in there. Should he just go in for a look? What would she say? What COULD she say? As he thought it over in his mind he went across and flipped the 'closed' sign over on the shop door and locked it.

This was the chance of a lifetime, he had to take it, there was no way he could resist the overwhelming temptation.

As it was a party she was going to Alison had changed even her underwear into something a little more special. She had put on a full matching pure white lace set, a half-cup 32GG bra that held her phenomenal bust perfectly, a matching thong with a small lace triangle to the front and a much smaller one emerging from the top of her ass at the back, joined together with thin lace ties either side on top of her hips. The cherry on the cake though was the pure white stockings that encased her gorgeous legs like a second skin with matching frilly white lace suspenders holding them up. On her feet she had on white shoes with a good 5 inch heel, she had put them on already as the carpet was so filthy and she didn't want to get her stocking feet dirty.

It wasn't hard to imagine the shock old Brian got when he came bursting in pretending to be sorry because he had to get something. The moment he saw her standing there in just those sexy undies he instantly froze.

Alison shouted at him to get out and grabbed the only thing within reach which was her white college blouse.

"Get out will you!" She again shouted. 

But the poor pathetic old fool couldn't move he just stood there as if in some sort of trance staring at her. He didn't know what to think, this was a completely unexpected surprise. To see a girl with an unbelievably voluptuous body like hers wearing the sort of underwear that, quite honestly, he didn't think women really wore other than in his fantasies, was just too much. Then as Alison quickly threw the blouse on he seemed to instinctively grab the rest of her clothes from on the desk.

"Give them to me," demanded Alison as she tried to button the blouse up. But still the old man stared at her with his mouth now fully open and his tongue almost hanging out.

After a few seconds the shock started to fade and Brian, as if acting on instinct, threw the clothes out through the door into the shop and closed it. 

Alison grew nervous as he turned his back to her and she heard the key turn in the lock. He then took the key and placed it high up on top of the door frame. There was no way she would be able to reach it from there and get the door open and she knew it.

The fat sweaty old man turned back to face her. "Ooh this is very kind of you, ooh thank you," he said quietly as he removed his wiry old glasses and wiped them on the bottom of his shirt before placing them back on.

"W...what do you mean?" Alison asked nervously.

"Well, you know, isn't this my birthday treat?" As he spoke his eyes roamed all over her and sweat ran from his balding head down the sides of his fat red face. He was so turned on by the sight of her, he had honestly never seen anything like it in real life, she looked like she had stepped straight from the pages of his higher quality top shelf magazines, in fact even they couldn't compare to her.

All Alison had to cover herself was the white blouse that suddenly looked a little on the small side. It was possibly the different sexier bra she was wearing, but the gaping between the buttons told of the strain they found themselves under. It was also short, very short, the bottom of it stretching tightly around her hips and only covering half of her ass. 

Standing there in her stockings and suspenders and tightly fitted blouse she ironically looked an even greater turn on than if she was completely naked.

Again Alison protested and insisted he get her clothes right now.

"Well that depends," said the old man as he stepped up closer to her. "You can have them back, if I can have a birthday kiss."

"W...what!...N...no, look just give me my clothes."

He licked around his mouth with his filthy fat tongue as he took another step closer. "Ooh come on, it is my birthday, just a little kiss, mmmm?"

As his face got closer to hers he glanced down at her cleavage, having only managed to do up a few buttons there was plenty for the old pervert to feast his hungry eyes on.

She had never seen him like this before it was as if he was a different person, he looked to have lost all self control and for the first time Alison found the look of lust in his eyes frightening and didn't know what to do. With his mouth just inches from hers and his vile breath filling her nostrils the pretty blond knew that whatever he was going to do there was really nothing she could do to stop him.

"P...please don't," whimpered Alison as she tried to move her head back away from him. She looked afraid, like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a car, her beautiful big blue eyes watering over.

His voice was now a trembling whisper and sweat ran down his face as he backed her up against the wall. "Ooh you know what you're doing, you're such a tease," he whispered as he brought his hands forward and placed them on her hips. 

As he moved a little closer he felt his way down her white lace suspenders and over her stocking clad thighs. The silky smooth nylon felt amazing and the old man took the opportunity to have a good feel up and down her sexy young thighs. Alison could clearly see he had a thing for stockings and suspenders from the way his breathing grew heavier as he carried on feeling his way up and down them.

"God you're beautiful," he whispered as he looked deeply into her big blue eyes, "so very beautiful." He could see she wasn't enjoying what he was doing but he couldn't help himself, he had to push his luck further.

"Please...ooh please....make an old man happy, just for a minute..." As his voice trailed off he pressed his lips to hers and sighed heavily as, with no real choice, she allowed him to continue.

His breathing suddenly grew more rapid and his excitement started to overwhelm him as he instinctively brought a hand up and cupped her right breast. 

"Oh God mmmmm yes, oooh lovely mmmmm yes yes," his muffled voice quivered as he seemed to tremble all over. 

Completely defenceless Alison tried to protest but he took no notice as at long last his hands were on the 18 year olds lovely big tits, freely feeling them all over through the tight fitting blouse.

Her body felt so amazing, even better than he would have ever dared imagine. He was amazed at the firmness of her young body and as his hands wandered more he found she had such a slender toned frame. He then quickly realised just how much of what was under her blouse was pure tit meat. The smooth feel of her fresh white blouse and the way it coated her body only added to the experience.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 25



Alison tried to push him off,"no stop," she pleaded, "please, please stop."

"Ooh let me please.....just for a few minutes, please," came his reply as he carried on feeling her up relentlessly kissing her face mouth and neck like a hungry slobbering dog.

Suddenly he stopped and held her at arms length pinning her shoulders to the wall while he took a moment to look down her body. His eyes seemed to focus on her chest. 

"Oh God let me see, oh please, just a look," he begged as, without waiting for a response, he started pulling the buttons of her blouse apart. 

Still the 18 year old did nothing, she had never seen anyone so excited in her life, and for the first time she started to realise the dangerously powerful affect her body could have.

As he roughly pulled her blouse open Alison saw tears come to his eyes as he admired the spectacular sight of her huge tits held firm in the sexy pure white lace bra. 

"Oh yes," he sighed, "yes yes yes," he couldn't believe his luck, at long last he was not having to make do with sneaky glimpses of her bra through a partially gaping blouse, this was it, something he could only have ever dreamt of. What did she think? He didn't care, he couldn't resist what was before him, no man could.

Alison could do nothing as he placed his fat sweaty hands on either side of each breast, his sensitive fingertips examining every detail of their beautiful lace cups. Suddenly he pulled her to him and squashed his face into her deep cleavage, biting sucking licking chewing, her bra her bare skin whatever came.

"Ooh I want you, I want you so much," he gasped. His hands went around behind her and grabbed her gorgeous young ass causing him to groan again as he felt for the first time the tight firmness of her perfectly formed cheeks.

Alison could see what this was all leading up to and honestly couldn't see any way out, either from the room or the situation. He hurriedly stepped back from her and pulled his shirt off over his head making some comment about how hot he was, this was quickly followed by his trousers and shoes.

Now things were serious, it was inevitable that he was going to use her in some way to satisfy his lust. She just stood there in her sexy underwear with her blouse ripped open wondering if in some way it was her own fault she was in this mess, after all she knew how she looked and the way she had been teasing him over the last few weeks.

What a disgusting sight he was in his tatty old blue underpants with his gut hanging over and black sock complete with holes with his big toes sticking through. His fat stomach chest shoulders and even his back were completely covered in coarse thick black and grey curly hair, he was horrible. The room now seemed to suddenly fill with the smell of stale sweat.

Alison looked down to see the huge tent pole in his underpants, a wet patch had formed at its tip. It was so big and hard that it pulled the elastic waistband away from his body stretching the grubby blue cotton to the limit.

Reluctantly she slipped the blouse from her shoulders and it fell to the floor. The old boy dragged the back of his hand across his mouth as he now looked down at the flimsy little lace triangle that barely covered the lovely blond mound between her legs. 

"Oh I'm sorry, but look what you do to me," he said as he came around the desk and rested his flabby old ass against it gesturing towards the massive pole in his underpants. "Oh come here sweetheart, just for a moment............ooh please?" 

Alison knew she had no choice, and deep down she knew the sooner she got on with it the sooner it would all be over. So she tentatively approached him unsure of what he might do, she was angry at herself for getting into the fix, especially as she knew what he was like.

Just then he reached for her arm and pulled her closer so she was standing between his parted feet. As she tried to step back away from him he reached around and grabbed her right ass cheek in his sweaty hand and squeezed it hard, there was no escape.

"Oh yes, that's it," he groaned as he fondled her, "fuck you're ass is so cheeky, God it feels good. I've been wanting to grope it ever since the first day you came." With that he let out a long deep groan and his eyes rolled back as he grabbed a good fistful and squeezed it hard.

"As for these gorgeous fuckers," he went on as he looked down at her huge heaving bosom, "I've been wanking myself off every day wondering what it would be like to feel them."

Alison suddenly got a real insight into the workings of his mind, his crude revelation came as no real surprise to the pretty young blond but the very fact that he told her made him look even more of a pervert.

He let out a long sigh as he released her ass and dragged both his hands up her sides. He then pulled her tight up against him causing her tits to bulge upwards as they squashed against his barrel chest.

He looked down drooling like a dog all over them, his eyes seemed to bulge as much as they did.

Although he still had his underpants on she could feel his cock forcing its way between her legs pressing hard against her lace covered pussy. She knew she had to do something, she didn't want to admit it but with the memory of last nights dream still quite fresh in her mind she could actually feel herself reluctantly getting moist. 

The dirty fat pig took her wrist in his free hand and guided it down over his hairy round belly. "Oh please, please just touch it for me, j...just for a second oh God please," he begged her.

"No!" Alison replied as angrily as she could. She knew full well what he meant and the thought of touching this old perverts disgusting cock for him made her feel sick. 

"Ooooh please please, I'm begging you, just a quick touch." As he forced her hand lower she knew she would have to do what he wanted.

"OKAY OKAY!" She barked as she snatched her hand away from his. The thought of pleasuring Brian disgusted her but she could see that this was maybe a way to get it over with quickly. 

She slowly reached down into his underpants through the gap where the worn elastic was being pulled away from his stomach by his erection.

She chewed on her bottom lip as she carefully wrapped her fingers around his hot throbbing cock.

"OH YESSSSSSSS!" Was all he could say, the whole of his body seemed to twitch and jerk as she started to feel her way back and forth along its length. The feeling of her soft sweet hand struggling to reach all the way around the huge girth of his swollen cock was just too much for the old man.

She knew what she was doing as she clenched her fist as tightly as she could around it.

"Oh that's good...ooh yes, ooh you lovely lovely girl, oh yes yes yes..." Brian moaned.

Steadily she began to build momentum, she could see she was driving him crazy, his hands were all over her. Within no time at all she had built up to full speed wanking him off furiously, pumping his cock in her hand as fast as she could.

To turn him on even more she locked her mouth over his and pushed her tongue in as she kissed him passionately. He couldn't believe what was happening as he forced his tongue to the back of her throat with the excitement of it all.

Relentlessly she pounded his cock knowing full well he wouldn't last long, and she was right.

He suddenly cried out, his tongue was still entwined with hers muffling his voice. "I'M COMING, OH FUCK I'M COMING," it was all happening so fast...too fast, but there was nothing he could do. "FUCK YES YES YES FUCK FUCK FUUUUUCK!!!!!!"

At that moment his fat torso jerked violently and Alison felt the unmistakable sticky wetness of his filthy hot spunk cover her hand. For the next few moments her hand squelched around deep inside his old cotton underpants as she carried on bringing him off. She looked down and had never seen so much spunk, it looked like someone had filled his underpants with a huge full pot of yoghurt, it was truly disgusting.

She lifted her hand out and was almost sick at the sight of it. Her fingers were all strung together with a thick sticky web of his stinking sperm. 

She glanced up to see him looking at her with a huge satisfied grin on his face.

"Oooooh you good girl," he said, "that was fuckin' lovely, oooh God I needed that." With that he pulled his dirty spunk sodden underpants off and threw them in the corner. Alison saw how soaked they were and, despite everything, couldn't help feeling a little smug that that was all down to her. Him just seeing her in her underwear was enough to make him produce all that mass of spunk, how much torture must she have been putting through?

Thinking that was it Alison asked him if she could go now. The problem was this dirty smelly fat old man had never been in a situation like this before, locked in a room with a big busted blond 18 year old wearing nothing but her underwear. On top of this he was becoming convinced that she was a horny cock teaser who knew exactly what she was doing. So he would have to be crazy to let her go yet.

Instead he just looked her up and down for a moment before opening the bottom drawer of his desk and pulling out a crumpled old porn magazine.

"Before you go I want you to do one more thing for me," he said with a creepy tone to his voice, "just one more little birthday treat."

The well worn magazine fell open to a particular page and the sweaty old slob turned it around to show Alison.

"Look," he told her with a smile across his face, "she looks just like you."

Alison looked and saw a spread of pictures showing a big busted blond model whom she had to admit did indeed look very much like her. What's more she was wearing the almost identical white lace underwear as Alison.

"Aaaah," sighed Brian as he turned the magazine back around for him to see, "we've had many a happy time together."

Alison quickly guessed that it probably wasn't just coincidence that the girl in this dirty magazine looked like her. She felt disgusted at the thought of this pervert jerking himself off over these pictures while probably imagining it was her!

"This is one of my favourite poses," he went on, "doesn't she look so good there."

He showed her a picture of the girl from behind still in her underwear looking back over her shoulder at the camera all smouldering and sexy. She was leaning forward against a desk sticking her ass out, she was standing with her right foot on the floor and her left knee up on the desk. It was a classic teasing pose with her legs apart just enough to give a naughty glimpse of the white crotch of her panties.

"Ooooh I love that picture," he told her as he seemed to be momentarily lost in it. It was a picture that he had indeed used more than most to masturbate over. His idea was very simple but one that would bring him so much pleasure. 

He told Alison if she would stand against the desk in exactly the same way for a moment then he would let her go. 

She wasn't sure what to do, she knew she should refuse, it would obviously turn him on, but then he was turned on already. She didn't really have any choice, not if she wanted to get out of there. She should stand and argue with him but she could see there was no way he would give in, and as she would never be able to get the key and unlock the door, let alone escape, what could she do? All she could hope was that as he had just shot his load then he wouldn't be capable of doing anything else.

Also she had never seen him quite like this and to be honest he made her very nervous, so she really didn't want to upset him. The best thing she could do was just do as he asked.

"Okay, but just for a moment," she told him sternly as she still wondered if it was a good idea. 

He watched as she turned her back to him and leant forward against the desk. She brought her left knee up onto it exactly as the model in the picture had done. After a few directions from Brian he looked at the picture then looked at Alison. He checked it several more times to make sure she was standing just right. With Alison looking back over her shoulder at him she could see he was clearly pleased with how she looked.

"Fuck me!" He exclaimed as he dropped the magazine to the floor and stepped towards her, "fucking unbelievable!" It was a wish come true for him, she was right there looking exactly like the image in the magazine that he had fantasized over more times than he could ever remember.

Alison knew this was a bad idea from the almost trance like state he seemed to be in, not to mention the erection that was now standing bolt upright against his fat hairy belly.

He looked her over, first from one side then the other. He seemed to be making some sort of funny whimpering noise interspersed with whispers of, "oh God," and, "yes ooh yes."

After a couple of minute just admiring her he went to touch her. Alison flinched nervously as soon as his fingertips brushed over her skin.

He let out a long sigh as he placed his hands on her slender waist, slowly he felt his way down over her shapely hips, on he went until he was feeling the gorgeous rounded curve of her ass. His touch was surprisingly soft and as his hand slipped through to feel the top of her inner thigh she couldn't believe that, despite her disgust, she was starting to find it a bit of a minor turn on.

The other problem was those blasted dreams were still playing on her mind and the more she tried not to think about them the more she did.

The old man wanted this luscious 18 year old so badly but this time he wanted to take his time and enjoy her. He had so often tried to imagine how it would be to touch a girl like this and now here he was, and he wasn't disappointed. His mouth watered and his cock grew ever harder as his hands freely roamed all over her incredibly sexy body feeling her soft smooth skin, her teasing fine lace underwear and her firmly toned yet extremely voluptuous curves.

Just then the naked fat old man went down on his knees behind her to have a close up look at the thin strip of white material that covered her lovely young pussy.

"Oh God that's lovely," he whispered quietly as he ran a finger along it seemingly unconcerned whether she wanted him to or not. He could feel the dampness of the fabric as he ran his finger back and forth along it each time pressing a little harder into the folds of her pussy. Alison could feel his hot breath between her legs as she tried to fight the unwanted feelings welling up inside her. She then felt her panties being gently lifted to one side, something that was met with a simultaneous groan of pleasure from her unwanted molester.

He couldn't believe what she was allowing him to do, this had to be a dream, there was no way this could be really happening he thought. She still offered no objection, he expected her to scream and shout at him to leave her alone but there was nothing, this was all the encouragement he needed to carry on.

She bit down on her lip as she felt a finger slowly slither between her soft pink lips, her juices betraying her by welcoming the invading digit with a wetness that allowed it easy access into the tightness of her cunt.

"Ooh yes you like that....eh?" As he spoke he inserted a second finger, the sound of her wetness could be heard as he pushed them in.

With two fingers probing deep inside her Alison found it almost impossible not to enjoy it. It was all wrong she shouldn't be feeling this way but she couldn't control the ever growing urges welling up inside her. She wished it wasn't this horrible and dirty old pervert, why couldn't it be her boyfriend? It should be, he should be the only one she allowed to do this, he should be the only one who could make her feel this way. But the more she tried to hate what he was doing the more she seemed to enjoy it. 

He rose to his feet and placed his fat sweaty face next to hers. "Ooh you dirty bitch, you're fuckin' soakin'," he whispered as he started to finger her wet pussy harder and deeper. There was no denying it he was right, she was soaking, she was a dirty bitch, and yes she was enjoying it. the more he worked his fat stubby fingers around inside her the wetter and hornier she became. 

"Stop, ooh please stop," she begged, "d...don't do this...p...please."

He just grinned, she was saying one thing but her body seemed to be saying something else.

"You don't really want me to stop....do you?" Just as he said that he pushed a third finger into her causing her to let out a sudden moan.

He smiled as she bit down on her lip to stifle any more moans. He worked his fingers deep into her until he could feel the entrance to her womb. He then started to wiggle them around which only made her wetter, so much so that it was now running down over his hand.

"Oooh take your bra off and let's see those lovely big fuckin' tits."

The old boy leant back and watched as she reached behind and undid the clasp. He groped her ass with his free hand while his other was still buried between her legs relentlessly fingering her tight wet hole.

As her bra slid down her arms and landed on the table he released her ass and put his hand around her neck and pulled her upright so her face was next to his. He looked down her front and almost died at the incredible sight of her naked tits. 

"Oh my God! Look at them fuckers!" He couldn't wait a second longer, he needed to satisfy his overwhelming lust.

He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and offered his cock up in their place. He rubbed the tip up and down her wet slit a few times until he could wait no longer.

Alison let out a gasp as she felt the entrance to her pussy being stretched more than it ever had been by the thickness of his invading erection. 

He rested his chin on her shoulder and watched in awe as his own hands came around and slowly cupped her huge naked breasts. He was amazed at how heavy they were as he cradled them in his palms for a moment. As he started to squeeze he got his first real sense of their youthful firmness, they felt just incredible!

Wanting to turn her on even more he pinched her nipples hard and started to roll them around between each thumb and forefinger. His cock was still just parting her entrance and he hadn't yet drove it in, it was as if he was teasing her with it. 

Alison was finding it all too much, this merciless playing with her was sending her crazy. So much so that she got to the point where she had to do something about it, it was getting to be pure torture and she now needed satisfaction as much as he did.

"Ooh don't tease me, fuck me you bastard fuck me!" Her sudden vocal rant took him by surprise, suddenly she wanted it, this was more than he could have ever dreamed of.

She then slipped her knee from the desk so she was now standing with both feet apart on the floor leaning across it. Then without warning she thrust her ass back against him impaling herself on the full length of his big thick cock.

Old Brian just stood there with his eyes and mouth wide open as she started to dance her ass up and down and round and round fucking herself on his cock as hard and fast as she could. He just stood there and did nothing while she did all the work. She pushed herself back from the desk and ground herself as hard against him as she could moaning and groaning as her hips rotated faster and faster.

To old Brian it felt out of this world, his cock was being squeezed sucked and massaged all at once by her incredibly tight wet cunt. He wouldn't last long and knew he would have to sit down or his legs would give out.

He grabbed the chair and swung it around behind him before pulling himself out of her and sitting back down.

"No, not yet, don't stop," Alison cried as she turned to face him. Of course he had no intention of stopping and grabbed her wrist to pull her towards him. She quickly got the hint and spread her legs either side of his lap and lowered herself down onto him.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 26



It had been several months since Alison had left her job at the small shop and everything in her life seemed to be going well. The pretty blonde 18 year old had made the decision to not be quite so naive with regard to men. She would still dress as she liked and look at her absolute best all the time but she would try not to tease and flirt as much as she used to. She had learned a hard lesson with Brian, one that she didn't want to experience again.

Sometimes however things would happen that were completely beyond her control, things that she could have done nothing to prevent...

...Some people have nothing but bad luck and life seems to constantly deal them a crappy hand. Of course we all make our own luck to a certain degree, but when you get so low that you can't see any way back up it's hard not to be angry and blame the rest of the world for the route your life has taken.

One such person was John, an old homeless guy without a friend in the world. All of his belongings fitted in an old plastic bag that he carried with him everywhere he went. He lived on handouts from charities and whatever he could get from begging on street corners. It had been so long since anyone had offered him a kind word that he couldn't even remember the sound of his own name. He wasn't even sure how old he was, he knew he was in his fifties but as he didn't even know what year it was then he couldn't be sure.

Having lived a hard and lonely life he looked much older. His old face was craggy and haggard and blackened with dirt. His hair was so thin that he had just a few long greasy strands hanging from his head, unlike his grey and black beard, that was so thick and badly matted together that it was almost impossible to separate. 

Poor health through years of malnutrition meant that he had lost all but a few of his teeth. Along with this his pale white skin hung loose on his thin skeletal frame making him look even worse.

Over the past few months John had convinced himself that he was a dying man, he had been coughing up blood in the mornings and, although he obviously hadn't been to a doctor, he knew it wasn't good.

Things just don't get any worse and he felt angry at the world for his life and resented everyone. It seemed to him that all he saw were other people with everything while he had nothing, not even a place to call his own. He would spend his days sitting in a huddled mess on a street corner watching the world go by hoping that somebody might show some meagre kindness by throwing him a few pennies. The trouble is when you're as dirty and unpleasant looking as he then few people seem to have much sympathy. Any money he did get he would use to go and buy himself some extra strength beer, one of his very few pleasures in life. It was all he ever consumed, food served no purpose, but if he could spend his day in a slightly drunken haze then life seemed a little more bearable..........

This day would start like any other, he would try to find himself a place to sit where he might be comfortable. He had managed to steal a couple of cans of beer from the back of a delivery lorry and so had no desire to spend his day begging for what little he could get. Instead he sat himself on a bench in the centre of town opened one of his cans and took a swig.

As he sat there his mind started to wander. He watched all the people walking by, especially the women. He loved watching the women, so many of them, all so beautiful, he longed for one, any one, but of course he knew every one of them was further beyond his reach than the stars themselves. Even the most ugly fat and old were unobtainable to someone like him. That wouldn't stop him looking though, and look he did, often to the absolute disgust and annoyance of many of the passing public.

He had to be careful though, it wouldn't be the first time he had been in trouble with the police for his behaviour. The problem was sometimes the frustration and desperation got too much for the sex starved old tramp. Like the time he got arrested for hiding in the bushes and watching a very attractive young lady doing nothing more than sitting on a park bench reading a book. To be fair her top was rather low cut and she did have an amazing huge pair of tits, so in a way you couldn't altogether blame him. Unfortunately though a passer by saw him and more importantly saw what he was doing to himself while watching her. He got arrested for lewd conduct and held overnight before being released the following day.

That was just one incident, this had happened a number of times, he just couldn't help himself. Temptation was everywhere, the poor old man was only human and he would get an erection at the slightest thing. He only had to see an attractive girl and that would be it, in fact they didn't even need to be that attractive, his standards were so low that he could get excited over almost any half descent looking female. The one thing that always got him going without fail though were big boobs, he loved them and didn't care how fat or ugly a woman was, it didn't matter, if she had big tits then that was enough for him.

The times he had gotten himself into trouble with the law was on the odd occasion when he was presented with a girl who had everything, a young beautiful face, a fit body, AND big boobs, now that was pure torture!

Some guys might have gotten away with leering at these girls but not a dirty creepy old homeless guy like John, strangely enough for some reason they didn't appreciate it one bit. So he had gotten arrested a number of times over the years and the police knew him well. He never got into serious trouble as they didn't consider him to be a real danger. He was just, as they saw it, a bit of a dirty old man but harmless enough.

After a few hours of sitting in the town drinking his beer the police eventually came and moved him on. He wasn't happy about it as he couldn't see what the problem was, but he finished his last can and ambled off.

He cut an insignificant figure as he shuffled off down the road in the dirty old blue anorak that he had found on a rubbish tip some months earlier. The rest of his clothes weren't any better, filthy ripped old trousers that he had been wearing for more years than he cared to remember, old boots he had found by the roadside, and a holey old shirt and sweater that really should have been incinerated long ago!

He had managed to find himself a disused old hut that he had been using as "home" for the last few weeks, he felt safe there as he had never been disturbed in all that time. It was a run down rotten old wooden thing that he had made as comfortable as possible with a couple of stolen hay bales covered in old blankets for a bed and nothing much else. It was tucked away in the woods just on the outskirts of town and he was heading off back there to sleep the rest of the day away.

As he made his way there in his slightly drunken state he stumbled into the path of a passing car. Luckily the car swerved and just clipped him with it's mirror. However it did cause him to spin around and land in a heap on the floor. He wasn't hurt in the slightest just momentarily dazed.

The car was being driven by Alison. She had been having driving lessons but hadn't yet passed her test. The problem was she had an interview for another part time job only this time at a very fashionable clothes store, it was a job she really really wanted, the only trouble was she was late! 

Her fathers car was sitting on the driveway while he was at work, she knew she shouldn't have taken it but it seemed like a perfect solution at the time, and she would easily get it back before he could ever find out. She had no way of knowing something like this would happen, and now she was in real trouble.

She froze for a moment and even thought about driving off before anyone came by and saw what had happened, of course it wasn't in her to do that and she got out and walked around the car to see if the old man was okay.

As she was going to a job interview she was obviously dressed to impress. She had on a fitted cerise pink blouse that she filled out to perfection. It stretched nicely across her huge firm round boobs leaving no question as to their incredible size and shape, and yet somehow it also managed to cling to her midriff and show of how slender her waist was. She wore this blouse with just the top three buttons undone, this was a deliberate ply in case the interviewer was a man. To complete the look and give herself every possible advantage she had on flesh coloured stockings and a teasingly short black skirt that hugged her shapely ass and hips so well that it was almost obscene.

The old tramp rubbed his head and started shouting at her calling her all the names under the sun. His voice was loud and menacing and he was clearly unhappy at what had happened. He looked quite scary and Alison could see he had been drinking, a combination that made her nervous, even frightened.

The thing was old John knew people were wary of him and he used the bad tempered shouting as a kind of defence mechanism to deliberately frighten people.

It worked well, Alison was worried that he might turn violent, he certainly looked unpredictable. Added to this was the extra worry that she shouldn't have even been driving the car in the first place, what a mess!

He stood up and leaned on the side of her car ranting and swearing all the time. The pretty 18 year old wasn't sure what to do, she tried to calm him by saying how sorry she was. She even reached out to place a friendly hand on his arm but stopped herself just before she touched him. This was partly because he may not like being touched and who knows he could lash out at her, and also because she could see how disgustingly filthy he was and she didn't want to catch anything.

It was only then that the dirty old tramp looked up at her, instantly his eyes widened at what he saw. The most beautiful blue eyed blond he had ever seen, her face a picture of pure youthful innocence. But her lovely face wasn't the main thing about her that grabbed his attention. He quickly guessed she was only about 18 or so, yet she had the most amazing pair of tits he had ever seen. He had never seen anything like it, so big firm and round thrusting out invitingly towards him like two huge melons almost begging to be fondled and squeezed. With Alison so frightened by him she hadn't noticed the way he was ogling her chest, all she could do was look sheepishly at the floor and keep apologising while he continued his foul mouthed rant. He could see she was scared and unable to look him in the eye, this gave him the opportunity to also admire the rest of her. 

Her short tight skirt fitted her to perfection showing off almost the full length of her gorgeous legs coated in the silky smooth flesh coloured nylon. He could feel himself start to salivate at the way it stretched so tightly across her curvaceous hips and firm thighs.

As he calmed his rage he began to cough rather violently, the sound was disgusting and made Alison feel sick. She was wondering whether she should offer to run him to hospital or not, the problem was if they started asking questions then it would come out that she shouldn't have been driving, and that was something she didn't want.

As she wondered what to do the old tramp started spitting blood out on the footpath, this was something he had been doing for some time due to his illness. Unfortunately Alison didn't know that and instantly panicked, thoughts of this old man having some sort of internal injuries raced through her mind.

Before she could speak however old John had opened the car door as if to get in. Alison then reluctantly asked if she could maybe run him home, anything rather than the possibility of having to face the police. He just grumbled some incoherent words at her before climbing into the passenger seat, as he sat down he began to get excited and his mind started working overtime as she turned and ran around the front of the car to get in the driver seat. The crafty old man couldn't help noticing her ass as she went. It was the first time he had seen it and was instantly blown away, she really was the full package. He loved a shapely ass and hers was more shapely than most. The outward curve from the small of her back caused it to thrust right out and was truly a sight to behold, a sight made ever more spectacular by the snug fit of her skirt.

As she got into the car he just couldn't believe how things kept on getting better and better. Along with all this as he watched her sit down her skirt, being so tight, rode up a little and gave him a quick flash of stocking top. He was now getting such a hard-on, and as she lifted her ass off the seat she gave a sexy little wiggle as she pulled the hem of her skirt down. If that wasn't enough he then spotted what had to be the faint outline of suspenders under the tightness of her skirt.

All Alison could think, along with getting him back to wherever it was he lived, was how filthy and smelly he was and hoped that he didn't make the seats or anything else in the car dirty. She knew after she dropped him off she would have to drive home with the windows open in the hope that the terrible smell coming from him would blow away.

As he mumbled directions at her she started to realise how lucky she was and how things could have been much worse. Thankfully he certainly didn't look like the sort of person who would try and claim damages from the insurance that she, of course, didn't have. In fact he was probably not even smart enough to know he could. This was a lucky break and Alison could see if she dropped him where he wanted to go and then just left everything should be okay.

They pulled off the road into a dirt track that took them into a wooded area. Alison was hoping they were nearly there as the smell filling the car was getting too much, even with her window open it was growing unbearable. He smelt like an old blanket that had been soaked in piss, it was vile. She was growing more and more concerned for the state of her fathers upholstery, how would she explain the dirt and smell that this filthy old man would almost certainly leave behind.

He, on the other hand, was having the time of his life. He didn't want her to know what was really on his mind and disguised the fact by constantly grumbling at her in an angry drunken slur. This was something that he had learned a long time ago made people uneasy and nervous of him, which usually worked in his favour.

He would keep sneaking glances at her from the corner of his eye, he had never been so close to someone so absolutely gorgeous. Her legs looked so lovely and smooth and he could only imagine the thrill of his hand feeling up the inside of her stocking clad thigh and under her short little skirt. He was so turned on by her, more than he had ever been before. 

But that didn't have as much affect as the sight of her incredible 32GG boobs stretching the front of her blouse to its limit. The buttons were pulling so much that they looked like they could pop at any minute. Every time she went over a bump they gave a lovely little jiggle, he could clearly see how firm they were, the mere thought of taking this pretty teenagers huge tits in his hands was enough to get his smelly old cock throbbing as it swelled in his filthy piss stained old trousers.

He directed her down a track that took them to where his run down old hut was. As they pulled up to stop Alison asked him if he would be okay from here on his own.

As he went to speak he coughed violently. Alisons heart sank as he threw open the door and coughed up a load of bloody phlegm and spat it out on the floor. Instinctively she jumped out of the car and ran around to see if he was alright, on the way she almost twisted her ankle as one of her 4 inch stiletto caught the edge of a large stone.

"Just get me in!" He barked angrily. He made her jump, she found him very intimidating so there was no way she was going to argue with him.

She went back to the drivers side and switched the engine off. She took her keys and locked the door. As she looked up she could see the old man was leaning on the roof of the car waiting for her. She could see she was going to have to help him inside, that meant touching him, something she really wasn't keen to do.

As he watched her walking back towards him he could feel his now full on erection pulsate at the incredible sight. Her big tits bounced and jiggled as she walked on the uneven surface in such high heels, she was concentrating so much on not falling over that she hadn't noticed her tiny black skirt had ridden up and was showing a little more stocking top than it should. A sexier girl simply could not exist, with all the wishes in the world he couldn't create a better image than this, her curves were so incredible she looked almost unreal.

Until that moment all he had been thinking about was getting back so he could use her image while it was fresh in his mind for a nice afternoon wank. She had him so turned on that he knew he was in for a very special time, he couldn't wait to to be alone so he could empty his swollen old balls. 

That's when it hit him, they were alone and nobody knew where they were, she was clearly scared of him, so why settle for a wank? There would be nothing she could do so why not take her and use her? Use that gorgeous mouth watering body of hers to relieve his unbearable frustration.

As the realization of what he could do dawned on him he found himself starting to salivate and tremble with excitement. 

He couldn't do it...could he? Surely he would never get away with it? So what if he didn't, he was convinced he was dying anyway. These were the thoughts racing through his mind, but all this didn't matter as his old eyes drank in the beauty before him, he had never wanted anything more in his entire life, this was an opportunity that he simply couldn't let pass. Just the very real thought that he could possibly get his hands on this gorgeous girl was enough to make his decision for him, the temptation was too much. 

As Alison came along beside him she was relieved when he just put out his arm for her to hold steady. Even then she tried to just hold him with her fingertips to avoid any more contact with this disgusting filthy old man than necessary. 

He could see she was reluctant but didn't want to frighten her off before he had got her inside his wooden hut, so he allowed to do whatever she felt most comfortable with.

She had no idea of the thoughts going through his mind, she was just glad to finally get him where he wanted to be. As they stepped inside there was a terrible smell, like rotten wood, the place was damp and probably crawling with insects. The timber floor seemed sound enough unlike the roof, there was only half of it left and the place filled with sunlight, she couldn't believe that someone could possibly sleep in a place like this. 

All there was inside was a couple of old hay bales that he had fashioned into a sort of makeshift bed with a dirty old blanket thrown over them. 

She released his arm she turned to face him to tell him that, if he was okay now, then she was going to go. As she spoke she noticed the whole time he was just staring wide eyed at her chest. Any thoughts he was having along those lines he had better forget, she thought to herself. He gave her the creeps and she decided she had better get out of there, it hadn't crossed her mind that this dirty homeless old drunk might have thoughts along those lines. 

Just as she thought that he raised a hand as if in a trance and went to touch one of her tits. Quickly she swiped it away, she was shocked at his brazen cheek, how dare he!

This broke his trance-like stare and he looked her in the eye with annoyance all over his disgustingly dirty face, she instantly became very frightened and wondered if maybe that wasn't such a wise thing to do.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 26



He could see her fear and the lust crazed old pervert grew more excited as he realised it was something he could use very much to his advantage.

"Sit down!" The old tramp shouted. Alison jumped and instantly sat down on the edge of his blanket covered straw bed behind her.

"P...please l...let me go," she begged looking up at him with her beautiful big blue eyes. She had no idea that in sitting down her skirt rode up a little higher as it pulled tight across her lap, now showing not only even more stocking top but also the clips of her lace suspenders.

He just looked at her with lust filled eyes and licked his lips as he shrugged off his dirty stinking old coat and sat down next to her.

"I'll let you go," he growled, "if you're nice to me." 

With his vile breath filling her nostrils she knew exactly what he meant. The thought of running for the door flashed through her mind, but in high heels she would never make it, plus she knew nothing of this old tramp or what he may be capable of, it just wasn't worth risking making him angry.

Sitting there in fear she again pleaded with him, "please......p...please don't...." With his craggy old face close to hers she could see just how thick with dirt it was, he couldn't have washed for years. But even worse was his beard, it was absolutely filthy, its grey and black wiry hair was so matted together that it made her feel quite sick.

His heart was slamming hard and fast in his chest, his cock was throbbing hard and he could feel the wetness of pre-cum oozing from it. Her fresh young face was so lovely and pure and her sweetly scented perfume filled the air around him, he had never wanted anything more his entire life.

Alison froze as he brought a hand up behind her and took hold of her soft wavy blond hair. As he slowly pulled her head back she knew there would be no point in fighting him, she found him so scary and she would do anything rather than risk his temper, what choice did she have?

He let out a deep low grumble as he leaned towards her. She flinched as she felt his horrible wet tongue touch her neck, he let out a deep sigh and dragged it slowly up until he was licking her ear.

"Mmmmmmmm," he whispered into it as he placed the side of his face against hers and looked down at her magnificent young bosom. "What lovely big tits you've got," he hissed, "ooh God they are fucking huge....."

Alison again begged him to stop, but he ignored her plea and brought a hand up and gently placed it on one of them. He held the thing for a few seconds feeling its size and weight, he was completely mesmerised unable to believe that that was actually his hand. 

Unable to control his frustration and urges he began to squeeze it. "Ooh fuck yesssss," he went on as he found out just how unbelievably firm it was. "Mmmmm lovely...lovely...," he sighed. His eyes bulged in his head as he mauled and massaged it with his filthy rough old hand. After a few moments he moved his hand across to fondle and grope the other. "Ooooh what big heavy fuckers," he crudely whispered in her ear as he squashed and squeezed them both in turn through her fine tight pink blouse. 

His breathing grew more heavy and rapid as he became more and more excited. Alison tried to keep her head turned away in an attempt to avoid his terrible rancid breath. She felt sickened at this disgusting old tramp and angry at herself for just sitting there and allowing him the complete freedom to molest her in this way. But she knew there was nothing she could do to stop him, the thought of angering the creepy old man filled her with dread. All she could do was try and beg him to stop which she kept on doing, but he was completely deaf to it.

Just then she felt him undo the buttons of her blouse, the outward thrust of her tits causing them to spring apart.

"Oh my," he gasped as her bra encased tits came into view. "Oh fuck look...look!!!" He had never see a more incredible sight as he spread her blouse open. Her full 32GG half cup bra was so beautiful and delicate made of the most subtlety pale pink satin and lace. Delicate yet strong enough to hold such fantastic wonders perfectly, her immense cleavage displayed proudly as if being offered for the taking. 

If there was any doubt where this was leading there was no more, like a starved animal old John buried his filthy bearded face deep into it, both hands now mauling and squeezing her huge breasts through the sexy lace bra as he sank his fingers as deep into them as he could.

He licked and kissed them all over. Alison tried to lean away as he slobbered his way up her neck but it was no use, he was soon pressing his mouth to hers. With the overwhelming excitement he forced his tongue between her soft pink lips, he was desperate to get it as far into her lovely sweet mouth as possible. There was no stopping him and Alison knew it. She hated what he was doing and tried to push him off, but he was too strong and too determined.

The stench of his filthy crusty old beard made her want to be sick, but not as much as his invading foul tasting tongue. She could do nothing as his dirty old groping hand crawled inside her bra. So she decided that, rather than risk getting it ruined, she took it upon herself to unclip the front clasp. As the bra separated and her phenomenal tits bounced into view in all their naked glory Alison instantly got some relief from his sickening mouth.

As soon as he realised what she had done he dropped his head and started to suck and chew on her bullet-like nipples. Grunting and groaning he feasted on them like a starving man, his hands now squeezing and grabbing at her tits with such force and desperation it was as if he had forgotten that they were attached to a person.

Just then he stopped and looked down at her lap, in all the commotion her skirt had ridden up above her stocking tops and her pink lace suspenders were on full show. That was the final straw, a sexier image could not exist. This incredibly beautiful blond girl sat there with the biggest tits he had ever seen thrusting out from her opened blouse, and if that wasn't enough she was now teasing him with her stockings and suspenders. That was it his cock couldn't wait a second longer, if he didn't get satisfaction now it would be too late and he knew he would just come in his trousers.

He quickly got to his feet and pulled the string that held his dirty old trousers up and they quickly fell to the floor. Alison took a fright as she was suddenly confronted with his huge angry erection right in front of her. The smell of his dribbling old cock with its painful looking swollen purple head was disgusting. It was absolutely huge with thick blue veins that seemed to throb along its rough gristly length.

Alisons biggest fear was that he was going to want her to take the revolting thing in her mouth. He placed a knee for support alongside her on the makeshift bed, and for a second she didn't know what he was going to do.....

The old man had lots of things in mind that he wanted to do, but for now he had one need and one urge. The need was obvious, his balls were tight and his cock leaking pre-cum everywhere, and the urge soon became obvious too.........

"Mmmmmmmmmm ooooh yes," he hissed, "I gotta fuck those tits!" 

Alison was so relieved that her mouth had been spared that she quickly took the initiative before he had any other ideas. The thought of it was disgusting but she knew this was surely the best she could hope for under the circumstances.

"C....come on then." She was eager to get it over with, and so to encourage him and keep him happy she spoke in a soft teasing voice as she lifted her huge tits in her hands, "fuck my tits."

This was like music to his ears, he couldn't believe what he had just heard, did she really say that? He wasn't about to wait to find out.

He placed his other knee the other side of her so he was now straddling her lap. Alison knew what had to be done and so she gently squashed her tits around his huge smelly cock.

As she did the old man gasped for breath and muttered "oh fuck, oh fuck," over and over. His cock was so sensitive and on the brink of exploding that as soon as he felt the warm softness of her huge young breasts around it he launched into action. Without warning he suddenly started pumping himself hard and fast up and down between her tits fucking them for all he was worth. The position had him pushing her tits right up against her chin and with every upward thrust his swollen purple head appeared up through her cleavage right in front of her mouth.

He looked down at the incredible sight and grabbed the back of her head to pull it forward. Alison could do nothing as her lips now pressed against it and he ordered her to open her mouth. As she did he pushed her head down over it and shouted at her to suck it, the desperation in his voice told her she had no choice.

The sensation for the old tramp was like nothing on this earth, he could feel her tongue pressing against the underside of his cock and her lips sucking on his throbbing bulbous tip. He could hold out no longer and let out an almighty cry.

"AAAAAARGH, YES FUCK YES, FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!!" At that moment Alisons mouth was suddenly full of his filthy hot thick spunk. There was so much that it went everywhere, she tried to swallow it but there was too much and it made her gag. It poured from her mouth over her chin and onto her tits, and still it just kept on coming. 

The dirty old man kept on pumping his cock into her mouth grunting and groaning like a pig as more and more of the foul tasting muck poured all over her tongue, she honestly thought she was going to drown in the stuff. She tried to pull her head away but he held her tight.

"YES.....OH YES YES," he cried as he rammed into her over and over crazed with excitement filling her mouth with a seemingly endless amount of his revolting old sperm. 

Alison desperately tried to spit out as much as she could but it was a losing battle and load after load poured down her throat making her want to be sick. She never knew a man could produce so much, but then she had never met such a deprived and sex starved man as old John, a man who seemed to have been waiting a lifetime for this moment.

Thankfully though his pace soon slowed and his twitching member oozed the final drops from the depths of his heavy old balls.

He looked down and smiled as he surveyed the damage, her mouth chin and tits were absolutely covered in his thick white spunk. He let out a long satisfied sigh as he slipped his cock from her lips, pausing for a moment to smear its filthy wet tip all over her pretty face.

He stumbled back against the door and slid down it onto the floor. He sat there breathing heavily for a few minutes clearly exhausted.

Alison grabbed a few handfuls of straw and wiped herself over. She was amazed at just how much mess this old man had made, but then she knew the affect she had on guys and someone like him must have been so extremely excited by her that it wasn't really surprising.

She was just about to fasten her bra back up when the old tramp spoke.

"Oh no you don't."

She didn't know what to do, surely he didn't expect more of her, wasn't that enough?

He staggered to his feet and shuffled towards her, his cock still hard and swaying around in front of him. He sat down next to her and told her to stand up and turn around. Worried by what he was going to do next she hesitated.

"I said stand up and turn around!" this time he meant business and Alison did as she was told.

He took her by the wrist and pulled her closer until she was standing between his parted legs. Her short black skirt was still ridden up above her stocking tops and the old man marvelled at the curvaceous shape of her firm rounded ass cheeks stretching the fabric tightly.

She flinched a she felt him place a hand on one of her cheeks and give it a squeeze. "Oh yes lovely," he whispered before dragging his hand across and squeezing the other one.

After groping her this way for a few minutes he ran his hand down the back of her thigh and then ran it up again, only this time he went under her skirt. As he felt his way higher he slipped his fingers between her legs. 

"Oooh what do we have here?" Alison just stood there frozen to the spot as she felt him fingering the silk crotch of her panties. She bit down nervously on her lip as he pressed harder against the soft warm folds of her pussy, the silk panties offering no protection.

His free hand then came up the front of her skirt to join its partner in fondling her pussy through her pink silk and lace panties. There was nothing she could do as he eased the crotch to one side and teased his fingers between her lovely moist lips.

All the while he's muttering to himself over and over, "yes yes, ooh yes yes." Then Alison couldn't help letting out a gasp as he pushed two of his dirty craggy old fingers up inside her. He could feel she was wet and hearing her gasp made him think she was enjoying it.

He manoeuvred her feet further apart with his own to give him better access, in doing this her skirt accidentally rode up even higher and her beautiful cheeky ass sprang out into view. His eyes nearly popped out of his head, what a sight, he couldn't resist pressing his face to it and licking and kissing the silk that stretched tightly across her perfectly shaped cheeks. His cock was now as hard as ever and his excitement was again getting out of control.

Before she knew what was happening Alison had been pulled face down onto the straw bed and the bearded old man had buried his face into her ass, biting sucking and chewing it all over. All the time his two fingers are worming around deep inside her pussy making her wetter and wetter. Despite her reluctance she couldn't control the way her body was reacting, she felt sickened by herself but couldn't help it.

Hurriedly he pulled her panties down her stocking clad legs and off over her feet. Seeing her sweet pink pussy between her slightly parted legs was such a thrill and he knew he had to have it, he was desperate to plunder its moist tightness with his raging hard-on.

Alison seemed to know what he was going to do as he got to his feet behind her. Reluctantly she accepted the inevitable and got onto all fours with her knees close to the edge of the straw bed. With her ass sticking invitingly up in the air and her big heavy tits swaying beneath her through her opened blouse a more tempting and incredible sight could not exist.

The dirty smelly old tramp leant his knees against the edge between her parted legs, he couldn't believe what was about to happen. With her skirt up around her hips his huge erection was pointing straight at her exposed cunt.

He placed his grubby old hands either side of her gorgeous ass and pushed his cock against her. Alison could hear his heavy breathing and felt him tremble as his cock started to part the lips of her moist pussy. 

"AAAAAAAAARGH!!!!" His cry signalled the incredible sensation as he instantly drove himself straight up inside her as deep as he could go. He had never known a feeling like it, a million times he had wanked himself off but nothing could ever compare to the feeling of this beautiful wet cunt wrapped tightly around his big hard cock.

He wasted no time and instantly started ramming himself in and out of her, the smacking sound of their bodies colliding every time he slammed himself in up to the hilt rang around the confined space.

"OH FUCK YES YES YES!" His cries were endless, "YOU DIRTY FUCKIN' BITCH," he shouted as he slapped her hard across the ass. "YOU DIRTY FUCKIN' SLUT.....YOU'RE CUNT'S SOAKED!!!"

There was no denying it, her cunt was soaked, she didn't want to but she was starting to enjoy being used by this horrible old man, the feeling of his monster cock driving in and out of her was sending her over the edge.

"Don't you fuckin' stop you dirty old bastard.....don't you fuckin' dare!" Her words surprised him but only added to his excitement. He reached underneath her and sank his dirty old fingers into her huge swaying breasts. With his head down beside hers he wormed his tongue into her ear muttering all kinds of obscenities as he did. He ground himself into her as hard as he could as if trying to get deeper and deeper inside.

Alison wanted it all to be over, but not before she had gotten some satisfaction for herself. She was confused by how but the old man had managed to get her so turned on that she now needed to see it through to the end.

"On your back!" Alison cried as she seemed to take over. The old tramp didn't need telling twice, he was eager to see what she had in mind.

No sooner was he on his back than she straddled him and sank herself down onto his rock hard erection. Instantly she started riding him like a wild thing, his hands came up and grabbed at her huge tits as they now bounced freely around right above him. 

"Ooooh squeeze my tits, oooh go on squeeze 'em squeeze 'em," she moaned. 

This was too just much for the old man, he knew that he wasn't going to last much longer at this rate. She dropped to her hands either side of his head and her tits tumbled into his filthy bearded old face. She didn't care what he looked like now, she was too close to reaching a climax to worry about that.

"Ooooh you love my big tits don't you eh?"

"Mmmmmmmmph," was all he could reply with them squashed into his face as he sucked and chewed on her nipples.

"Suck them ooh go on, suck them hard," she went on. With her excitement was reaching it's peak she rammed her cunt up and down on his cock as hard and fast as she could, its walls gripping it tightly.

The old mans hands went around and grabbed her ass as it bounced up and down on him, he couldn't hold back any longer and with a muffled cry he started pounding into her as fast as he could. 

This was what Alison needed and she let out a shriek as she suddenly experienced the most amazing orgasm. On and on it went and she wondered if it would ever end, she had never had one like it.

At the same time old Johns cock exploded a mass of spunk up into her, over and over he pounded dumping load after load of the stuff inside her.

The two of them writhed against each other as their juices mixed deep within Alisons now satisfied cunt. The old man held her tightly in his arms for a few minutes as he expelled every last drop from his pulsating old cock.

After a good few minutes Alison was able to climb off. The old man was so exhausted that he didn't notice her pulling her panties back on and straightening her clothes.

As he lay there with his eyes closed and a huge grin on his filthy old face Alison quietly crept out of the door.

As she drove away she thought how that was a hard lesson learnt...



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 27



Stan was one of those horrible bad tempered old men who felt his life was pretty miserable and seemed to think it was everyone's fault except his own. At the age of 59 he knew there was nothing to look forward to on the horizon except the inevitable downward spiral into old age.

Many years ago when he was in his late twenties things seemed so different, he was married then and was looking forward to a bright future, but unfortunately that just wasn't to be. After almost 5 years his wife finally came to the point where she couldn't stand him any more and she left him for someone else. It wasn't surprising really, you see Stan was never very loving or caring, he treated her badly and acted as if she was there solely for the purpose of keeping him happy.

Unfortunately for her what that meant was satisfying his insatiable appetite for sex. His demands were constant and although it was fun at first it soon became unbearable for his suffering wife. He was never satisfied and wanted it all the time, and he really didn't care if she wanted it or not.

So many times she would even awake in the middle of the night to find his sweating body on top of her, having sex with her while she slept. 

Along with this he thought nothing of ogling other women while in her company and passing crude comments about them. It got to the point that she found she couldn't even trust him around female friends. Not because something might happen but because she was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself around them. She knew from the way he looked at them and spoke to them that he was turned on in their company, and they too began to see him as a bit of a creep and a pervert.

His disgusting ways and constant preoccupation with sex eventually became too much to live with. So she left and took everything of any value leaving him with no choice other than to go back and live with his Mother. Sleeping in the same bedroom and even the same bed that he had done since he was a small boy does nothing for a mans self esteem, and Stan took it hard. It was his own fault but the whole experience left him bitter and angry.

That was over 30 years ago and in all that time nothing has really changed for the now rather fat and lazy old man. He was still sleeping in the same room and still had the same appetite for sex, the only satisfaction he ever got now though was from his right hand, in fact that was all he had really had since his wife left.

He knew women didn't much like him, and that was never going to change. He was never attractive even in his youth, and now he was old fat and bald he knew he had no chance, especially since along with this a few years ago he got so drunk that he fell down the stairs and knocked out his top four front teeth. This was something he was very conscious of and partly the reason why ever rarely smiled. He knew it looked ugly, not that he really cared what he looked like, but it was embarrassing nonetheless.

These disadvantages didn't stop him from looking at and lusting after women all the time though. He seemed to be in an almost permanent state of excitement. Life was so boring that he had nothing else to think about, and so he allowed himself to fantasise and dream of all the beautiful women that he could never have except, of course, in his filthy mind.

The only time there was ever a break in the boredom was when family came to stay, which they used to quite often. Obviously his Mother was always pleased whenever anyone came but as the years went on Stan began to resent this constant invasion. Of course Stan had no right to resent anything because it was his Mothers house and he was little more than a free loading lodger.

This was also how the rest of the family saw him. Nobody had much of a good word to say about him and when they did come it they made it pretty obvious that it wasn't him they had come to see.

Anyway 30 plus years is a long time and the hostile feelings got stronger and stronger so the visits got fewer and fewer. It was a shame because the old woman's house was in a small town right by the sea and with six bedrooms it was always a good way for everyone to enjoy a cheap holiday.

It was the first week in August and Stan wasn't happy at the news that his annoying overweight cousin and her equally overweight daughter were coming to stay next week. He hated them both and the prospect of them being around for a full week really was something he could do without. Stan, being the sort of man he was, based his whole opinion of them on their looks, which of course wasn't fair. It has to be said they were rather large and shapeless and far from attractive. They were not his idea of what a woman should be at all, if a woman didn't turn him on, even slightly, then he had no time for them whatsoever, this was the sort of arrogant sexist old pig that he was. Some might say he should look at himself first, the balding fat old pervert was definitely no oil painting himself, far from it in fact.

The only glimmer of hope was that the daughter was bringing a friend that she used to go to college with. That meant she would be the same age, about 20 years old, which on the face of it sounded good to him, but he couldn't help but think she was probably going to be just like them, a fat ugly cow.

He spent the week leading up to their arrival as any other. He would go out in his beaten up old car to get the shopping for his house bound Mother as usual. Old Stan even resented having to do this!

It did have its bright side though. The supermarket had its fair share of attractive young females both employees and customers. He would spend more time looking at them than shopping, he just couldn't help himself. 

This, it turned out, was a good day. As soon as the dirty old pervert got there he spotted a hot Italian looking girl with an unbelievably sexy ass in a very tight skirt. He made a point of following her pretty much all around the shop, trying to be discreet but all the time thinking dirty thoughts about what he could do with an ass like that. This was something he had done many times before. He was convinced she, and girls like her, did this on purpose. They would deliberately dress in such a way that showed off their sexy curves just to tease men like him. 

He then saw an opportunity, she had stopped at a crowded area where people were all jostling for some bargains. He joined the crowd and the sneaky old pervert managed to get close enough to her to "accidentally" brush against her ass with the back of his hand. It was the slightest touch that went completely unnoticed but to old Stan it was the most amazing thrill. He was rarely this lucky, this was such a huge turn-on for the sex starved old man, to actually touch such an incredible fit young ass, even this slightly, was so unbelievable that he couldn't resist having another go. This time however he took a huge risk and turned his hand so this time his fingertips brushed across it. Again she hadn't noticed a thing, she had no idea of the cheap thrill this old boy was getting at her expense, if she had he would have probably gotten a slap or probably even arrested!

The crowd soon dispersed however and before he knew it she was gone to the checkouts, leaving him to finish his shopping with a bulge in his underpants and feeling like the luckiest man there, he was sure that every other man in the store would have spotted her and would have loved the chance to experience what he just had.

His mind was taking in so much information all the time, he even picked a checkout with the prettiest girl, even though it meant a longer wait. He was such a sad and dirty old man that he got more than a little excited just because the checkout girl gave him a pleasant smile and spoke just a few words to him. If only she knew of the filthy thoughts that were going through his mind.

Even the drive home would have him slowing down to ogle the women in the street. Now in the private safety of his old car he could have a little fiddle with his cock as he looked at them all. 

Then he suddenly saw a real stunner walking in the opposite direction, maybe in her early twenties, a bit on the chunky side but he didn't mind that one bit. The most important thing was that she had a huge pair of tits that bounced and wobbled under a rather clinging t-shirt. He drove slowly by to have a good look. Further up the road he decided he had to turn around and go back, this definitely deserved another look. He went slowly by again before pulling over a little further down the street to wait for her to walk by. He didn't care if she saw him looking, which she did, and thought him a dirty old man, which she also did. He just had to get another look at those tits, he couldn't help it. He wished more than anything that she would walk over to him lean in through the window and offer him a feel of them, of course that would only ever happen in his rather vivid imagination. 

By the time he had got back home he was in such a state of excitement that he had to go straight into his bedroom and shut the door. He lay out on his bed and closed his eyes. In no time at all his imagination would have him fondling and groping the women that he had just seen, and in his mind they would be loving it, even begging and pleading with him to use them in any way he wanted. Imagination is a wonderful thing! 

As he lay on his bed with his trousers and underpants now down around his ankles he took hold of his desperate cock and started to stroke it up and down. He would single one girl out in his mind to focus his thoughts on. It would be the first girl he saw with the gorgeous ass that he touched. He would be back in the supermarket only this time he was free to do with her as he pleased. He ran his hands all over that beautiful firm ass, it felt incredible, like nothing on this earth. She called him a dirty old man and asked him to stop. Of course he ignored her and carried on, groping and squeezing it more and more. She did nothing to stop him as he took his rock hard cock out and started rubbing it up against her. His hands reached around and started to maul her tits, she seemed to let out a sigh as his cock nestled in the deep crevice between her gorgeous rounded cheeks.

In the real world he's laying on his bed with his fist pumping up and down on his cock, his eyes are closed and he whispers, "ooh yes you dirty bitch, ooh fuckin' yes, you love it don't you!"

In his mind she answers. "Oh yes yes, fuck me....fuck me please fuck me, I'm so wet please!"

He forces her down onto all fours and pushes her skirt up around her waist. He can't wait as he drives his cock straight past the crotch of her silky panties and deep into her tight soaking cunt. He fucks her hard and fast and she loves it, he can hold back no longer and his cock erupts inside her filling her with his dirty thick sperm.

"Oh God yes! yes yes yes! Take it you bitch take it!" Stan cries as he opens his eyes to find ropes of spunk all over his fat hairy stomach and barrel chest. As he continues to wank himself off more thick sticky spunk continues to pour from his cock covering his hand. If only this unsuspecting girl knew the affect she had had on him.

At that moment his mind switched to the girl he saw on the way home, suddenly he was sat in his car with her leaning through the window. As he pumped away on his cock he imagined it to be her hand working on it while she allowed him to play with her massive tits. The dirty bitch loved having them squeezed and groped, she couldn't get enough of it. He groaned as she kissed him on the lips, the last drops of spunk dribbled from the tip of his now satisfied tool and slowly he drifted back to reality

As always he lay there a moment recovering from his exertion, his mind still full of thoughts of all the beautiful women he had seen that day. His joy soon turns sour as he realises that this is all it will ever be for him, it will only ever be in his head, never for real. The frustration was so unbearable, if only his dreams could come true, just once!

The rest of the week leading up to the arrival of his cousin was much the same. Going out and ogling all the unsuspecting lovely females out there, then storing their images in his filthy mind to enjoy later. 

The only time he didn't do this was when he had his monthly plain brown envelope delivered containing his selection of mail order pornographic magazines. Endless pages of big busted beauties for him to drool and lust over. The grubby 59 year old man would shut himself away in his bedroom for hours at a time masturbating over and over as his imagination brought them to life. 

He knew that the girls in these magazines may as well live on another planet for all the chance he would ever have of seeing one for real, but he could dream, and dream he did.....countless times.

Soon Friday came and Stan's elderly Mother informed him that their visitors would be arriving early evening, apparently they had to pick up the friend straight from work on the way.

Being in her eighties the old lady found it difficult to get up the stairs so it fell to Stan to prepare the bedrooms for them. There were four bedrooms in all, Stan had one and so that left one each for the visitors. 

Along with having to do this, his Mother had been getting on at him all day to have a shower and a shave and clean himself up for their arrival.

The lazy miserable old boy just couldn't be bothered, he didn't see why he should, he hadn't invited them. All he could see was an intrusion that would make it difficult for him to enjoy his much valued time alone whenever he wanted it.

At around 6 o'clock the doorbell rang and Stan remained where he was, slumped in front of the television with a beer in his hand. The useless slob knew the old woman would get the door and sure enough he was right. 

Choosing to try and ignore everything that was going on he noisily slurped at his beer, the noise a side affect of his missing front teeth. As he heard them coming in and all greeting one another he rolled his eyes back in his head, he was instantly irritated by the sound of all the voices, this was going to be a nightmare week.

He heard his Mother calling him to come and say hello, but the lazy old lump wasn't about to lift his fat hairy ass off his seat. 

"Hello," he called out in a sort of half hearted way. Just as he did they all came into the room, knowing what he was like they knew they would have to come to him.

His cousin and her daughter hadn't changed a bit, still ugly shapeless great lumps, the sort that no man would ever be interested in, even someone like him. 

"Yes...hello hello," he grumbled. Then as he looked up to give them a forced smile he noticed a figure behind them.

"Oh this is Mandy," a voice informed him.

As she stepped forward with her hand outstretched and he got his first look at her he was shocked to his very core, he felt like he had been hit by a bolt of lightening, was this real? Was he seeing what he was seeing? For a few seconds he couldn't believe his eyes, she was unbelievable, more stunning than any girl he had ever seen. He hadn't expected this, never in a million years, he tried to speak back but his words just stuck in his throat.

His throat had dried but his mouth instantly started to salivate. His heart started to race and he could feel his face flush as he took in the vision of complete perfection before him.

Perfection was the only word for it because to a dirty old pervert like Stan there could be nothing or no one more perfect. What he was looking at he thought only truly existed in his dreams, even the fantasy girls in his many magazines couldn't compare to this.

Having come straight from work Mandy stood there with her lovely blond hair pulled back as it often was into a pony tail. She was wearing a black ribbed sweater that clung tightly showing off that phenomenal set of 34FF's in all their glory. To add to the look she wore a black skirt that again clung beautifully to her extremely fit and amazingly shaped ass, it was nice and short showing off her firm thighs looking so sexy sheathed in silky smooth pure black nylon. 

The silence was awkward for a few moments, the others knew him only too well and his reaction came as no real surprise to them at all.

Mandy stepped back and old Stan's Mother asked him if he would help them take their bags to their rooms. The old boy didn't need asking twice and instantly got to his feet and grabbed one of the suitcases, of course it just happened to be Mandy's. 

He directed the other two up the stairs ahead of him but managed to get in front of Mandy. As they went he then took the opportunity at the foot of the stairs to step back and "politely" allow Mandy to go first.

As she slowly climbed the steps Stan took this perfect chance to have a good look at her ass. He stared in complete awe with his mouth wide open, not caring if anyone saw him looking or not. 

As if the teasing way her ass thrust out against the tightness of her skirt wasn't enough, with each step her wondrous cheeks would take it in turns to rise and fall stretching it even tighter!

As they arrived upstairs old Stan directed each one of them to their respective rooms. He was only too aware of the erection that was quickly forming in his underpants. He took Mandy's case into her room and as he turned to leave she gave him the most beautiful smile and thanked him very much. As she spoke his gaze wandered instinctively down to her chest, there was nothing he could do to help it, he couldn't remember seeing a more incredible pair of tits in all his life, she was so slender at the waist yet they were just so big!

Mandy failed to really notice where his eyes were. She was too distracted as he smiled at her for the first time and she got to see the huge gap in his teeth. It looked so ugly and at the same time ridiculously funny, how could somebody live with their whole top front row of teeth missing? She couldn't understand why he wouldn't have got them sorted out.

Stan went back downstairs not really knowing what to do with himself, he was so excited at the mere thought of this unbelievably sexy girl being here to stay for the whole week. To be honest he already wanted to slope off to his room for a quick wank, but that wasn't really possible. He knew though when he got to bed later he was going to have a pretty wonderful time alone with his imagination.

Soon they all came back downstairs where the old lady had prepared them all something to eat. Old Stan couldn't take his eyes off Mandy all evening, she was giving him a permanent erection, he just couldn't get over her.

His roaming eye didn't go unnoticed, all the others could all see that all too familiar look. His reputation as a dirty old pervert was well known and it seemed that everyone except Mandy could see the way he kept on looking at her.

It had been a long day and soon they all made their way off to bed for a fairly early night. Stan waited for them all to go up and followed a few minutes later, he had no choice, he knew how obvious his state of excitement would be as soon as he stood up. 

As he got upstairs and crossed the landing to go to his bedroom he noticed the door to Mandys room wasn't quit shut properly. It was open barely an inch but the old man couldn't resist the temptation to hang around on the landing for a few seconds to see if he could see anything.

Just then he got such a shock as he caught a glimpse of her walking across the room. It only lasted a split second but what he saw was something that he knew would be imprinted on his mind forever.

Her hair was down and she was in the process of getting ready for bed. She had taken her skirt and sweater off and what Stan saw left him completely stunned beyond belief.

This was unreal, like a dream. He saw her in a full matching black lace underwear set, bra panties and, unbelievably, stockings and suspenders! He froze to the spot knowing he could get caught at any moment, but it was worth the risk, this was an opportunity not to be missed!




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 27



He could hear the others in their rooms moving about and just as he thought he had better go he was rewarded with another thrilling glimpse.

Mandy came into view again, this time the old boy stepped closer for a better look. He just could not believe it, she had the most incredible body and she was standing there with her back to him in such incredibly sexy lace underwear. His cock hardened as the sneaky old pervert continued to peep on her. The confirmation of seeing her slender toned midriff coupled with her voluptuous curves left no doubt as to what a phenomenal body she truly had.

She turned sideways and started to brush her hair, this was just too much, she looked just like a glamour model in one of his magazines....only even better. From the side her tits looked incredibly huge, beautifully encased in their fine lace cups. Not only that he could see the way her sexy black panties stretched lovely and tight across the two most perfectly shaped ass cheeks he had ever seen. It was all too much, and along with that he still couldn't believe she was wearing stockings and suspenders! Her thighs looked pure perfection sheathed in the silky smooth black nylon, she was an absolute dream. He found himself seriously considering just going in and helping himself to her, the temptation was unbearable.

Just as the thought went through his mind one of the other bedroom doors opened and he quickly turned and darted into his room.

As soon as he got in he couldn't wait another second, his mind was in complete turmoil. He pulled his trousers and underpants down and grabbed his throbbing cock, he had no way of holding back, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, he could feel himself already starting to come. He pumped his fist up and down on it and dropped to his knees, as he did a huge torrent of spunk instantly spewed from it several feet into the air. With his face contorted as if in agony he continued to pound himself mercilessly. Images of Mandy raced through his mind as he shot load after load of thick creamy spunk all over his carpet, it was an absolute mess. He didn't care though, he had never needed anything as much in his life.

"Oh God, oh God," the desperate old man kept on whispering as he continued to think of her. The last of his spunk spilling all over his hand. 

As he calmed himself down he couldn't quite believe how lucky he was to have seen what he had seen, and this was only the first night! there was a whole week ahead of him........this was going to be pure torture, but the most enjoyable torture imaginable. 

As soon as he got into bed his mind was full of thoughts of the lovely Mandy again. In no time at all his hand had founds it's way down to his dirty old cock once more. To think this incredibly gorgeous girl was probably now in bed herself just a few yards away. As he thought he began to wonder if she might be playing with herself too right now. To his mind the underwear she wore certainly indicated that she was a horny little bitch. It was just too unbearable for the sex starved old boy and all too soon he found himself shooting more of his load all over his sheets.........................

.........Over the next two or three days it soon became obvious that the first night was pure luck, the old boy hadn't really managed to get any more sneaky peaks, (not through a lack of trying of course). That's not to say he wasn't making the most of her being around. Every chance he got he would have crafty lustful glances at her.

It soon became more obvious to Mandy what was on his mind. Along with the looks she noticed the way he seemed to talk to her. As he got to know her better he grew more and more confident, making subtle but suggestive remarks that grew more crude as time went on. It embarrassed Mandy and all she could do was uncomfortably laugh it off. Of course when it comes to someone like Stan this isn't the best thing to do, her apparent lack of annoyance would only encourage him even more. 

Of course he couldn't help himself, he would come down for breakfast after a night in his bed fantasising over her and there she would be. 

Her pure sweet face alone was enough to have his imagination running wild. She was just so lovely, he would have given anything to kiss those beautiful full young lips, just the thought of it made his heart melt and his cock stiffen.

His presence made her feel so uncomfortable that she would soon have to get up and leave the table. As she did he wouldn't be able to help himself from staring at her amazing 34FF boobs, he would do it all the time. They were so big and round and he could clearly see just how incredibly firm they were. His toothless old mouth would water as he imagined touching them, something that dirty old men like him of course can only ever dream of.

The others would have found his behaviour quite funny if it wasn't so pathetic, after all did he really think that a gorgeous 20 year old like Mandy would ever be interested in a disgusting old fart like him? 

By the third day there Mandy was starting to grow tired of old Stan leering at her constantly, she had had enough of disgusting ugly old men over the last year or so, she certainly didn't need the attentions of another. 

The thing she needed was a day out. the following day with the sun shining brightly in the sky the two friends decided to spend the whole day shopping together.

As it was a lovely day Mandy had dressed herself in a teasingly short baby blue pleated skirt. It was so short that it only just covered her extremely shapely cheeks. On top she wore a pale pink t-shirt with a low scooping neck so as to give her generous cleavage a chance to catch the sun. Clinging to her amazing curves it looked almost too sexy for words, her massive boobs stretching it so tight that it left no question as to their tremendous size and shape.

Old Stan awoke and could hear them about quite early and figured that they were obviously going out somewhere. Not wanting to miss seeing Mandy before she went he quickly got out of bed and threw his dressing gown on. 

The dirty old creep opened his bedroom door just in time to see her crossing from the bathroom back to her bedroom. "Fuck me!" Stan thought to himself as he caught sight of what she was wearing. She really was testing his will power, he had never seen anything like it, that skirt so short and her top so tight, it was just too much! Within a second his excitement, and his cock, grew.

He went to her bedroom door, he didn't care what she thought, he just had to get another look at her, it was her fault she shouldn't be such a prick teasing bitch!

The lecherous old pervert licked his lips as he gently pushed the door open. He prepared himself for a scream of "get out!" But as luck would have it she had her back to the door making up her bed.

He just stood there with his mouth wide open and a pool of saliva forming in his bottom lip, she was everything he had ever dreamt of, everything he had ever fantasised of, everything he ever wanted. He quickly swallowed as he felt dribble start to run down his chin. His eyes widened as he got a sudden and unexpected treat.

The gorgeous blond 20 year old leaned forward across the bed to smooth out her sheets. As she did her tiny pleated skirt rode up at the back to within an inch of her panties. The dirty old man looked on in total amazement unable to believe what he was seeing. Suddenly she leaned further forward to reach the far side of the bed, as she did he got a flash of white fabric between her legs. It was her panties! Just a teasing glimpse but it was more than enough for old Stan.

Even though he was just a few feet behind her she still had no idea he was there. As she straightened back up Stan was thrilled at what he had seen but had no idea of what was about to come.

She knelt with one knee on the edge of the bed and with her other foot still on the floor she again reached across to the far side. This position though caused her ass to stand proudly up in the air and skirt rode up again, only this time it went higher, much higher. Stan began to tremble with excitement as suddenly her lovely white lace panties came into full view stretched tightly across the most perfectly rounded ass cheeks he had ever seen. He could not believe his eyes, he had never experienced such a thrilling sight. Did she have any idea of the affect she was having on him? Was she doing it on purpose? Did she know he was there?

Of course the answer to all three was no, but that didn't matter. All he knew was he was getting the thrill of his life watching this gorgeous fit young girl unknowingly giving him a full display of what she had hidden under her sexy little skirt. It was too much for a frustrated old boy like Stan, he couldn't control himself, his cock was as hard as hell and he instinctively moved towards her.

As he did the floor creaked and Mandy quickly turned, she was just in time to see him reaching out his dirty old hands towards her. He had dribble running down his chin and his stare was fixed on her ass, she knew that look only too well and in an instant she turned and slapped him across his dirty old face.

"What do you think you're doing?" Mandy cried.

With her now facing him he just stared into her swollen cleavage as he again reached his hands out for her. He was mesmerised by those huge tits and was drawn to them like a magnet. 

"Get out you pervert!" Mandy shouted as she slapped his hands away.

His eyes were wide with a mad looking stare, it was as if she hadn't even spoke as he again reached for her. Yet again she slapped his hands. She took a step back, as she did she noticed the state of excitement he was in. He had a stiff pole between his legs forming a huge tent in his dressing gown. This instantly struck fear into her, it was something that she recognised only too well.

He licked his around his horrible drooling mouth as he moved towards her still staring at her chest. He seemed to be almost in a trance, it was as if he had no control over himself. "Oh please j....just a quick feel," he pleaded with eyes fixed on their target.

Then all of a sudden Mandy was taken by complete surprise as he went to grab her.

She didn't know what to do and again shouted, "NO GET OUT!" 

"Oh please...just for a minute," he went on as he kept coming towards her.

She was too much, it was impossible for him to fight the urges taking over inside him. She had teased him too much, the temptation of this girl was greater than any temptation he had ever known.

Then suddenly he lunged forward and managed to reach around her waist and pull her to him. His breathing was rapid and heavy as he leaned into her trying desperately to kiss her. His mouth disgusted her, surrounded by horrible grey stubble and drooling from the sides he opened it up wide showing her the huge ugly gap where he had no top front teeth. 

"Oh please please please," he kept on saying as Mandy fought to push him away. But he was determined as he managed to get his other hand around her waist and now pulled her body up tight against his. He opened his mouth and his dirty slobbering tongue writhed like a snake as he again tried to kiss her. She leaned her head as far back as she could in order to avoid his vile stinking mouth.

"Oh God please, oh please," he puffed through trembling breath. With her making it difficult to kiss her on the mouth he looked down. With her massive tits now crushed against his chest his eyes widened as they bulged upwards from her top.

"Oh God yes!" Stan sighed loudly. 

She knew where this was going and fought and fought to push him off but there was no way he was going to let her go. 

"Oh I want you I want you I want you," he said quickly over and over as he held her tight. "Ooh come on please please!" He was uncontrollable, the desperation was clear all over his red sweating face, but Mandy was quick. She was wearing shoes with a high heel and before he could get his hands or mouth anywhere else she stamped her heel hard into his foot.

Instantly he let go and jumped back with a shriek of pain. Mandy ran around to the door and out to the top of the stairs. He went after her but he wasn't quick enough. She told him to get away before she called the others.

It seemed to do the trick and old Stan limped back into his own room feeling very angry and even more frustrated. Everything had happened so fast and the desperate old man had even shocked himself. However there was a more urgent situation to deal with. After shutting the door behind him he sat straight down on the edge of his bed and untied his dressing gown. He had the hugest hardest erection he had ever known, and as he grabbed it in his hand he instantly shot torrents of spunk into the air.

He was so excited that it took a good minute or two for him to milk himself dry.......this girl was driving him to levels of desperation and frustration that he had never known.

Meanwhile, after taking a moment to compose herself, Mandy went downstairs, and 20 minutes later both she and her friend went off on their shopping trip..............................

...........................That day they covered miles, they must have gone in every shop in the town. Mandy had put the whole business with Stan out of her mind in the hope that it was a one off. She had realised what he must have seen and wondered if maybe she was somewhat partly to blame. After all she knew the affect she had on men so, on reflection, she wasn't altogether surprised.

The day soon wore on and by the time they had got back to the house they were both feeling completely worn out. They had something to eat and together finished a bottle and a half of red wine before settling down for the evening to watch a film.

Stan spent the whole day in a dream, he couldn't get Mandy out of his head. He needed her so badly, she clearly had no idea what she was doing to him. He would masturbate several more times that day, he couldn't help it. Every time he thought of her he would get so turned on that it became a necessity. 

When early evening came and the two friends hadn't returned Stan decided to go out for a few beers.

By the time he returned just before midnight he was quite the worse for wear. He stumbled into the house with his clothes all dishevelled and stinking of booze. He took a moment in the kitchen to compose himself before going into the front room.

As he entered he noticed the television was on but it was talking to itself as both girls had fallen asleep. He stood there a moment waiting to see if either of them would wake up and notice he was there. He couldn't take his eyes off Mandy curled up on the sofa. She had her knees drawn up to her chest and looked just so sweet and lovely clutching the cushion that her head rested upon.

He couldn't believe how these opportunities just kept on presenting themselves to him. He crept across the room towards her and couldn't resist giving himself a little rub through his grubby old trousers as he looked her over. His focus was on the short pleated skirt that draped so teasingly over her shapely ass.

He looked back across the room at her friend and saw fat lump was still sound asleep snoring like a pig. He licked his lips as he turned his attention back to Mandy, he took this golden opportunity to have a good long lingering look at her. Where she was laying on her side he could see the way her massive tits were squashed together which forced them to bulge from her top.

He was thinking all sorts of perverted thoughts, he had rarely ever seen such a perfect specimen of the female form. 

Taking great care not to wake her the dirty old man gently sat himself down on the sofa at her feet. His mouth watered as he admired her smooth tanned thighs clamped tightly together. Remembering what he had seen earlier he couldn't resist his lust fuelled urges.

He just had to try and get another crafty look up her skirt, and so with trembling sweaty hands he carefully took the hem of it between his thumb and forefinger. He paused to check they were still both asleep, to wake either of them now was the absolute last thing he wanted. This could get him into all sorts of trouble, but the temptation of what was before him was too much.

Old Stan's heart was pounding in his chest as he very slowly lifted the back of her skirt. He held his breath and chewed nervously on his bottom lip as his eyes widened. This was just so unbelievably exciting for a sex starved old man like Stan, as gradually he exposed more and more. 

Inch by inch he lifted it further until he could see the white strip of material between her legs. It was so incredibly thrilling for him and he could feel his cock now throbbing in his smelly old underpants.

He licked his lips as he went to lift it higher, he hoped she wouldn't wake before he got to see her ass in those lovely white lace panties.

"What the........?" Stan jumped at the voice coming from the other side of the room. Mandys friend had woken up and had seen what he was doing. With a guilty expression all over his old face he dropped the hem of Mandys skirt. There was a moment of awkward silence and Stan's eyes narrowed as his expression turned to one of anger. Anger more at having to stop rather than being caught.

They never spoke a word, Stan just gave her an evil glare as he got to his feet and left the room.

Her friend thought for a few moments before deciding that the whole incident was just too weird, not to mention embarrassing, and it would be better not to say anything to anybody about what she had seen........

The next two days were far less eventful for old Stan, the frustration of having to see this gorgeous blond 20 year old with a body to die all the time was so hard. He wanted her so much, his poor old cock was taking the beating of its life. He had such a dirty mind, full of fantasies of Mandy that would only have to see her and he would get an instant erection.

Then an opportunity came along that he could only have dreamt of, something that was going to make him the happiest man alive.

It was now the sixth day of their visit, so with tomorrow being their last full day Stan could see that he had probably had all the luck he was going to get. He spent most of that day just hanging around the house ogling Mandy every chance he got.

The time was going far to quickly for the old man, and as the day came to an end he knew he was going to spend another sleepless night alone in his bed dreaming about Mandy and all the things he so desperately wished he could do with her.

It was just before everyone went up to bed that Stan was walking through the kitchen when he heard a strange noise. He looked around and saw it was coming from Mandy's handbag where she had left it on the table.

Curious, he looked around to make sure nobody was around before opening it up and looking inside. There he saw her phone, it was all lit up and vibrating away to itself. He picked it up and saw she had a missed call and the caller had left a message.

He had no idea why but he pressed the answer button so he could listen to what the message was.

As he held the phone to his ear he checked outside the door to make sure that it was still all clear, that's when he heard the angry voice of the man who had left the message.................

"Mandy, it's Ted, where are you? You didn't tell me you were going away! How long are you going to be? I'm getting a bit tired of this, you seem to forget that I still have copies of those tapes. So call me back!!!"

He stuffed the phone in his pocket just in time. Everyone came through the kitchen and Mandy picked up her bag as they all headed off to bed.

Stan waited about ten minutes before he made the decision to call the mystery man back. He had to, he was just too intrigued by what he had heard, and as luck would have it, it turned out to be the best decision he had ever made.......................




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 27



It was now just after midnight and Stan was laying awake in his bed wondering how he could use what he had just found out from Ted. He hadn't told him everything, but he had told him enough. 

The dirty old boy lay there thinking about Mandy and playing with his smelly old cock, he seemed to have an almost permanent erection since she had arrived. As he lay there imagining her luscious curves he suddenly heard a creaking floorboard. A few seconds later it sounded as if somebody was creeping down the stairs.

Stan got out of bed and looked out onto the landing. It was obviously Mandy as her bedroom door was open and the light was on. He grabbed her phone from where he left it beside his bed and headed off down to see her. 

He spat in his hands and tried to smooth down the little bit of grey hair he had left on his head. All a bit pointless really as he had hardly any, just a few greasy strands. The old boy didn't really care that much how he looked, which was just as well as he was wearing the dirtiest old pyjamas you ever saw. 

They were all frayed at the edges and badly stained with stale sweat. The trousers also had some rather unpleasant and suspicious looking stains, particularly around the crotch area. Unable to comfortably fasten the bottom few buttons of the jacket he left them undone. His ageing round belly stuck out from under the top and hung like a disgusting sack of hairy blubber over the tie cord that held the trousers up.

But to someone like Stan his appearance didn't matter one bit, he never went to bed thinking anyone would ever see him anyway, so why worry.

As he got to the kitchen and pushed the door open he saw Mandy clearly looking for something. He knew exactly what she wanted but before he spoke he took a moment to admire the unbelievable sight before him.

This was the first time he had seen her in what she wore to bed and he wasn't disappointed, in fact far from it. 

All she had on was a simple fine white cotton vest top that hugged her body perfectly. He licked his lips at the way it clung to the deep inward arch of her lower back before stretching tightly over the steep outward curve of her ass. Clearly designed for wearing to bed it only just covered her perfectly formed cheeks. That was until she stooped over to look in a cupboard under the sink. Without realising it she again gave him a free flash of her cheeky little panties. The dirty old boy just stared in awe, they were the purest white cotton to match her vest, he had never known such a cock teaser.

Apart from a pair of white bed socks that was all she had on, nothing else. She looked an absolute picture of beauty with her lovely blond hair draped over her bare shoulders. The dirty old boy instantly felt that all too familiar sensation in his rapidly swelling cock and had already begun to start getting ideas.

As he stepped into the room Mandy suddenly spun around to see who it was. Stan nearly choked when he saw her chest, she obviously had no bra on, and with the white cotton clinging so tight her nipples were clear to see. Not only that, somehow her tits looked even bigger without a bra and he could see her youthful 20 year age meant, despite their size, she didn't really need one. She looked such prick tease the way they thrust out in front of her, she had to know the affect they had. 

He knew she had big tits but had no idea of just what an incredible pair they really were.

Stan thought he had died and gone to heaven she was just too much, too good for a rampant dirty old man like him to resist any longer. 

Mandy couldn't believe how disgusting he looked in his filthy worn out old pyjamas and she saw the way he was looking at her. She already knew what he was like and could see that this was not a good position to be in. She could see him salivating at the mouth as he took a step towards her.

"If you touch me I'll scream!" Mandy told him firmly.

"You looking for this?" Came his reply as he threw her phone across the kitchen table. He smiled at her displaying the ugly big gap in his top front teeth. The scruffy unshaven old pervert didn't seem to care that saliva dribbled from the sides of his mouth and down his chin.

Still trying to remain firm and in control Mandy snatched it up and told him that he was now in trouble as he must have stolen it from her bag.

"I had a nice long chat with Ted," he told her. She was visibly stunned into silence, "you remember Ted....right?"

"Wh....what?"

"Ted......you remember him? I don't think he's very happy with you."

Mandy didn't know what to do, this was the last thing she expected to hear so far away from home. 

She realised that Stan must have made contact with him somehow with her phone, but what had Ted told him? She didn't want to make the same mistake she had made so many times before, but at the same time she didn't want to risk the possibility that this horrible old man might know her secret. She didn't know what to do, if he told the others, including her friend, then she would want to curl up and just die.

She hated this man for the way he had been perving over her all week and wasn't prepared to just give herself over to him, at least not without first finding out if she really needed to.

"I....I don't know what you're talking about," she said trying to sound convincing.

It was as if he hadn't heard her, he hadn't taken his eyes off her voluptuous curves for a second. The dirty old man moved towards her with his eyes wide and staring as if almost in a trance.

"N....no, y.....you stay away from me," she said. Her voice now suddenly a nervous whisper.

"Ooh I only want a touch," he drooled as he came closer and closer, "look what you're doing to me." 

He glanced down at the huge tent that had now formed in his pyjama trousers. His old cock was clearly as hard as hell and Mandy knew it was all down to her. She knew he wasn't going to just go away, she had seen too many men in this state before and recognised that open mouthed wide eyed look of desperation.

The dirty old sod wanted to feel those beautiful tits so badly, he couldn't resist it any longer. He went to grab her but somehow Mandy managed to step back out of his reach. Old Stan just smiled as he lunged at her again this time grabbing her by the left wrist. Mandy turned and tried to pull herself free. In the struggle and with her back to him somehow he managed to get hold of her other wrist. 

"No!" Mandy cried, "I'll scream!"

He looked down at her cheeky ass barely hidden under the tightly stretched white cotton vest. He licked his lips at the sight, she was going to have to scream because there was no way he was letting her go, not this time. A whole week of her flaunting that incredible body in front of him, on top of a lifetime of frustration had driven him too far.

"Don't be like that," he sighed. "Ted did say I should call him if you became difficult."

He sensed the fight in her fade away. "P...please don't do this," she begged, her tone clearly one of defeat.

The disgusting smelly old man tried to calm her, "I'm not going to hurt you," he said as he slowly released his grip on her wrists. His excitement was already way off the scale, he couldn't believe it looked like he was actually going to get his wish come true. 

"Why would I want to hurt you? You're beautiful," he whispered as he stepped up close behind her.

Mandy was trapped, he had her up against the kitchen worktop with nowhere to go. She shuddered as he placed his creepy old hands on her waist and gently began to run them up and down her sides.

She felt absolutely amazing, her body was so firm and toned. The old man now knew that this was his chance, she wasn't pushing him away, there was no fight, no cries of "get off," nothing.

"That's a good girl," he whispered as he lowered his face next to hers and kissed her bare shoulder. Her skin was so soft and as smooth as silk, the faint scent of her perfume wafted over him. At the same time he felt his way up her sides until his hands were under her arms and his fingertips were touching the edge of her boobs.

Mandy instinctively brought her hands up and grabbed his wrists in an attempt to try and push his wandering hands back. "S.....stop....please."

Stan almost felt sorry for her. But the sight that greeted him as he looked down her front was more than he could resist. "Come on," he whispered in her ear, "it's not as if it's going to hurt you."

She was determined not to just give in to him, but what could she really do? She knew he was going to get his way sooner or later, she had seen it all too many times before.

Her grip on him slackened and she felt the disgusting old perverts fingers began to crawl forward along the sides of her now heaving breasts.

"Just let a poor old man have a little feel eh?" Stan whispered as he licked the saliva from around his drooling mouth. His voice now trembled as his hands went further, "ooh they are so lovely and big."

This was something he had dreamed of a thousand times, but never thought would ever really happen. He felt his way underneath them until he soon had one cupped in each hand.

"Oh God," he sighed as he began to squeeze and fondle them. He knew they were big but hadn't expected them to be so full and heavy, this was beyond his wildest dreams.

Excitedly he buried his mouth into her neck and began to kiss and lick up and down it as his hands now massaged her huge breasts through the thin white cotton top. "Lovely, ooooh lovely," he kept on muttering.

The seriousness of the situation became all too clear when he released the cord of his pyjama trousers and let them drop to the floor. Mandy tried to put up a token struggle, but it was useless and she knew it.

Old Stan grew ever more excited as he pressed his desperately hard cock up against her ass. While still molesting her tits he nestled the pulsating member between her lovely outward thrusting cheeks. Instantly he began to rub himself up and down against her. The sensation of the silky smooth white cotton of her tightly stretched panties against his cock was just too much.

It was throbbing so much that pre-cum was almost pouring from its tip and soaking into the ass of her panties. The old man knew he wasn't going to be able to last very long but he was determined to make as much of it as he could. Chances like this never come along for someone like him so he wanted to relish every second.

Mandy could do nothing as he turned her to face him. "Mmmmmmm how about a kiss?" Stan said as he leaned into her with his mouth open licking his lips. "Come on," he went on, his voice trembling with excitement, "just a little kiss."

Mandy pulled her head as far back from him as she could, but he wasn't about to give up. "Ooooh you tease," he whispered, "ooh yes yes yes." With his arms around her tight there was nowhere she could go. He was so ugly and his foul breath made her want to be sick, but there was no choice for the poor girl other than to give in.

He leaned in closer and began to kiss her hard and rough, slobbering and salivating like a disgusting dog he devoured her mouth with his. Mandy tried to squirm away but it was useless, soon the old man had forced his tongue between her lips and was licking around inside her sweet and lovely mouth.

He had never known such feelings as his tongue entwined with hers and grunting and groaning like an old pig he reached down and grabbed her cheeky firm young ass. He squeezed it hard sinking his fingers in as deep as he could. The smooth feel of her tight white panties was just incredible. He was so over excited that he grabbed them and pulled them up tight into the crack of her ass causing Mandy to let out a little squeal.

"Ooh yeah you love it don't you," the deluded old fool hissed. He looked down at her chest crushed against his, he dropped his head and started slobbering all over her huge swollen cleavage. With his free hand he grabbed the front of her vest and tugged it down causing her left tit to pop out into view.

Mandy felt sick and still begged him to stop even though she knew it was useless. He grabbed her free tit and stuffed as much of it as he could into his mouth. His muffled grunts and groans became more desperate as he sucked and chewed on her now hard nipple. With her tit covered in his disgusting saliva he brought his face back up to hers and kissed her again.

"Ooh I want to fuck you," he groaned as he continued rubbing his erection up and down against her. Over and over he kept on rapidly muttering, "ooh I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you."

"Oh God I can't wait any longer," he went on as he spun her around to face the table.

Knowing time was of the essence he began to tug her panties down. Mandy again tried to object but it was futile, he was now going to have his way no matter what, and she knew it.

"Ooh yes bend over," he puffed breathlessly.

Mandy knew she was defeated, there was nothing she could do to stop the inevitable. So with her panties still rolled halfway down her thighs she reluctantly stepped towards the kitchen table and took hold of the edge.

As she gripped the table tightly she bent over at the waist keeping her legs straight. As her back arched inwards her ass seemed to raise up before his eyes.

"Oh fuck yes," he hissed as he drew the back of his hand across his salivating old mouth.

He couldn't imagine a greater sight than the one that now confronted him. With her panties rolled halfway down her thighs she wasn't able to open her legs very far, but it was enough.

There was so much that he wanted to do, but the sheer desperation of his hard dribbling cock could not be ignored.

Wide eyed and unable to believe his incredible luck he stepped up behind her and nudged his purple pulsating cock against her glistening pink slit.

Mandy waited for the sudden thrust into her. But instead he slapped her hard across the ass and ordered her to slide herself onto him.

What happened next can only be described as pure ecstasy for the sex starved old man. He watched in complete awe as she slowly pushed herself back towards him. He let out a huge long sigh as her sweet pussy lips parted around the swollen purple head of his stinking great tool. It was as if he was watching someone else as she arched her back inwards to raised her ass higher in order to get the angle right.

"OH FUCK!!!!!!" Stan cried as she slid her tight wet cunt very slowly down the full length of his good 7 or 8 inches of throbbing gristle.

"Oh you dirty fuckin' bitch," he hissed as her gorgeous ass cheeks came to rest against his fat hairy belly. Gently at first she began to slide herself up and down on it. She was unable to open her legs wide because of the position of her panties, which only added to the sensation. He couldn't resist slapping her ass to make it wobble as she began rotating her hips slowly getting faster and faster.

It was all too much for the old boy and he could feel he wasn't going to be able to hold out for much longer. "Oh God you're so tight," he sighed, "ooooh what a lovely wet pussy." 

The pretty blond 20 year old couldn't halt the ever increasing flow of her juices as she expertly worked her way up and down it gripping it tightly with the walls of her lovely young cunt.

The old man enjoyed the thrill of having this gorgeous creature fucking herself with his cock for as long as he possibly could, but inevitably he came to the point of no return. 

Suddenly he grabbed her hips and took over, he had too he was fast approaching the end. Grunting and groaning like a pig he pushed her vest up high under her arms causing her huge breasts to tumble out. He reached under and took the freely swaying monsters in his palms and felt them all over. He couldn't believe he had the biggest most beautiful pair of tits he had ever seen in his dirty old hands. They felt so full and heavy as he lifted them to feel their weight.

Mandy just took it as she had done so many times before, desperately determined not to enjoy any part of it. But as he pinched her nipples and his cock thrust over and over deep inside her she couldn't help it. Her pussy got wetter and wetter and without thinking she couldn't help reaching down to feel his heavy old balls.

That was the final straw, the old man could hold back no longer and with a huge groan he felt the huge surge as he suddenly filled Mandys pussy with his thick steaming spunk. Over and over the dirty old boy rammed himself up inside her as deeply as he could, pumping more and more of the filthy stuff into her. Grunting and groaning he pumped and pumped into her, his entire sweating body trembled with every deeply penetrating thrust. It was a pleasure like none he had ever experienced as he finally let go of a lifetimes worth of frustration. 

With his legs about to give out he rested his full weight on her back as he continued to grind himself around deep inside her wet pulsating tunnel. 

He held her tight and continued to fondle her huge swaying breasts as he lovingly nuzzled his face into her neck through her soft blond hair.

She was so lovely and still he pumped and jerked into her as he continued to rid himself of a seemingly endless amount of his filthy sperm.

All Mandy could do was stand there and wait until he had finally finished. She could tell from his slowing breath and his constant sighing that he was just about done, although he was clearly in no hurry to pull himself out.

Soon realising after a few more jerks and grunts that he must have finished Mandy struggled out from under him. The old boy quickly grabbed a nearby chair to sit himself on.

He watched with a smile on his grubby unshaven old face as this beautiful blond 20 year old pulled her top back down over her massive bust and pulled her panties back up.

Without a word Mandy grabbed her phone from the table and fled from the kitchen.

It took the old man a good few minutes before he could summon the energy to get to his feet and make his way back upstairs too.

As he reached the top step he could hear the shower running in the bathroom and smiled to himself as he lumbered back into his room and fell into bed.

Having spent some considerable time showering herself Mandy eventually emerged from the bathroom and went to her room to go to bed. She obviously didn't want to wear the same things she had just had on, and as it was her last night she had no other bed clothes that were clean. So all she could do was put on the only clean underwear she had left in her case. A very expensive and sexy matching pale pink lace bra and panty set that was normally too good for just wearing to bed. But it was all she had.

She knew how sexy she looked in it and was worried that if old Stan saw it then he might think it was for his benefit. The half cup bra held her massive breasts perfectly, the pretty lace cups looked so teasing. The matching panties had an exquisitely detailed triangle of fine lace to the front and an even smaller one rising from between her very shapely cheeks at the back. Mandy glanced at herself in the mirror and hoped that the dirty old bastard in the next room was sound asleep and was going to stay that way, she really didn't want him seeing her looking like this.....................

Meanwhile old Stan had fallen asleep, exhausted from his earlier antics. He woke early the following morning having had the best nights sleep he had had in a long time. As he came around he lay there a few minutes trying to figure if what had happened really happened or if he had just dreamt it. A smile came over his old face as he began to recall the events of the previous night, yes it had indeed happened and as he thought about it he instinctively reached down under the covers to stroke his hardening cock.

He lay there a good few minutes recounting what had happened, getting himself more and more excited. As the whole episode came flooding back and he remembered how it all came about he suddenly asked himself what was he doing? Why was he laying there playing with his cock when she was right next door!




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 28



Being a gorgeous blond 20 year old with a body to die for means that attention is attracted from all directions, and along with her continuing problems with Ted and his videos occasionally Mandy will undoubtedly encounter other unwelcome situations.

Obviously A girl like Mandy has many admirers, it has to be expected and in the main she deals with it very well. Some are obvious with their lustful stares crude comments and occasional attempts at grabbing a quick feel. But in reality by far the majority are not so obvious, instead keeping their thoughts and fantasies a well hidden secret never having the nerve to say or demonstrate their true feelings and desires.

One that fell into the latter category was her great Uncle Mike. He was a relatively new addition into the family having married Mandys great Aunt Margaret just a few years previously. They had met and married all within the space of a year. It was second time around for both of them and both being in their late seventies meant it was clear to all that it was more about companionship than anything else.

The whole family never gave him much thought either way. He was one of those characters that went pretty much unnoticed by everyone, saying and doing nothing of any real interest, he just always seemed to be in the background. He was clearly a little shy, particularly around women, and seemed to find it difficult to look them in the eye when they would ever speak to him.

So he was your typical boring old man, reasonably pleasant and seemingly very genuine. Noticeably very short, barely 5 feet tall, skinny and weak looking but with a tiny pot belly, balding head and a slightly scruffy dress sense he certainly looked nothing special. But Mandys elderly Aunt seemed to enjoy his company and that was all that mattered.

His appearance and confidence were not helped by two separate factors. Firstly, as we've said he was short, very short, not a dwarf or midget, but at just 5 feet he wasn't far from it. Couple that with a tiny and pathetic looking frame he was not what you might call a "catch". 

Secondly he had suffered some illness early in his life that he never spoke of but had left his face partially disfigured. The left hand side of it drooped causing his left eye to sag exposing a huge area of red flesh just under the eyeball. If you saw it you couldn't help your own eyes from watering, it looked so uncomfortable. Along with this the left side of his mouth hung open constantly causing him to dribble from the corner. He would have to permanently carry a tissue to mop it every minute or two. Of course it couldn't be helped and people understood completely so no attention was ever drawn to it.

It made life difficult because the assumption of everyone when first meeting him was that he must be retarded, he wasn't, but at first glance he certainly looked it.

But as Mandys Aunt was an old and lonely woman with very poor eyesight these things were of no importance, at her age it was the company she wanted and nothing else. Of course she thought him to be a very nice and kind old man, just as everyone else did. Nobody would ever think he might have improper thoughts about anyone, but then nobody really knows what goes on in someone's mind.

The first time he saw Mandy was on her 18th birthday. It was a family gathering and old Mike was clearly nervous, although he had met some of the family and everyone was aware of him, it was his first time meeting just about all of them. 

When the birthday girl was pointed out to him from across the room he couldn't help but notice what a stunning beauty she was, young and fresh with beautiful blond hair and with a body that almost defied belief.

She wore a figure hugging strapless blue satin dress, short but definitely not tarty, despite the fact that it clung to her phenomenal ass and showed off a good amount of her huge cleavage. 

Being the sort of man he was he simply glanced across the room giving away no sign of how stunned and impressed he was by what he saw. The thing with this old man was that to be honest he was the same as most men in keeping his true thoughts a closely guarded secret. He would never dream of letting anybody know of the dirty thoughts that so often went through his mind. Like most men he would simply take an almost unnoticed second glance at a pretty girl and nothing more. He would never want anyone to think badly of him, especially an attractive young woman, and so he had gone through life as the sort of descent likeable kind of guy that nobody ever really took any notice of.

As he was taken to be introduced to Mandy he could see the what an absolute stunner she was. Being quite shy he was slightly embarrassed when he quickly glanced down at her her firm young breasts and saw just how big they were. Pretending not to notice he looked down at the floor when a voice said.

"Mike this is Mandy, Mandy this is Mike, Auntie Margarets husband."

"Oh hi! So pleased to meet you," she said in a chirpy sweet voice.

His reply stuck in his throat as he was momentarily taken aback by the most incredibly beautiful smile he could ever remember seeing. She was clearly not shocked by his unusual appearance, whether she had been told what to expect or not he would never know, but her reaction to him seemed genuine enough.

As he coughed awkwardly in an attempt to regain the power of speech she leaned forward to give him a kiss on the cheek and a generous hug. Mandy wasn't tall herself but even she had to bend at the knees slightly to avoid suffocating him with her ample chest.

He could feel himself go red in the face as he felt the silky smooth softness of her cheek against his. God she was so gorgeous, he couldn't believe it, it was just an innocent friendly hug but in that moment the old man took in everything. Her lovely scent, the feel of her hair as it brushed the side of his face and most of all the firmness of her huge breasts as they pressed against his chest.

That was it, from that moment on poor old Mike was infatuated, he couldn't believe that a girl like this was related to his new wife and in so being related to him. That hopefully meant he would get to see her fairly often, a thought that filled him with such delight, not to mention excitement.

The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful and Mike appeared to be bored, and so eventually his wife asked him if he wanted to leave. He shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't mind either way. This wasn't strictly true, the old boy was quite happy sitting there looking at Mandy on the dance floor, wishing he was up there with her. Of course that was never going to happen, there was always a queue for that pleasure.

So they got up to leave and his wife went over to say goodbye to Mandy. Like an embarrassed schoolboy old Mike remained where he was hoping to maybe get a smile smile and a wave from the gorgeous birthday girl.

But instead she came over to say goodbye in person again with that beautiful big smile that just melted his heart, and as she did she again leaned in to give Mike a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Lovely to have met you Uncle Mike," Mandy said, "hopefully we'll see you again soon."

Her words were more than the old man could have hoped for, calling him Uncle Mike sounded affectionate and gave him a sense of closeness to her. He smiled, conscious of his lop-sided mouth, but before he could speak someone had called her over back to the dance floor and she turned and bounded away with all the excitement typical of an 18 year old.

When they arrived home that night old Mike could see his elderly wife was exhausted and so he told her to go up to bed as he was going to watch some TV before coming up. 

Now alone he slouched back into the sofa and closed his eyes as he thought of Mandy. Before he knew it he had started to do something that had become a regular habit for the pathetic old boy. He unzipped his trousers and released his cock. He couldn't resist taking it in his rough old hand and start to slowly masturbate himself. His breathing grew heavy and his hand quickened as thoughts of her raced through his mind. The dirty little old pervert couldn't help but wonder what underwear she must have been wearing as he imagined her slipping that dress off and offering herself to him. In no time at all he started to come as he tried to imagine what it would be like if she allowed him to feel her lovely huge breasts and grope her fit young ass. All too soon he had shot a huge load of his dirty old spunk all over himself, he was in a mess but didn't care, she was definitely worth it............................ 

.......................Since that first meeting old Mike came to see Mandy on a fairly regular basis. She was quite close to her Aunt and that gave the old boy plenty of opportunity to get to know her and spend some time with her, something he was obviously keen to do.

She quickly became the source of all of his sexual fantasies, nobody else could come even close. Given the choice of all the celebrities and all the models in the world he would still pick her. She would have no idea of the thoughts going through his mind every time they saw each other. All she saw was a shy and bumbling little old man, very friendly and very polite, and that was how old Mike wanted it to stay. He was happy just seeing her and gaining her trust and friendship, that way he would only get to see her more and more.

He was under no illusion that his fantasies would only ever be in his head and knew that he would never get to act them out, he would never dare. But his obsession with her just grew and grew the more he saw her. 

He would have crafty admiring looks at her beautiful ass whenever she would have her back to him and nobody else was around. In his mind he could almost picture his hands roaming all over it. He could see her cheeks were firm and the way they thrust out so perfectly rounded would have his mouth watering at just the thought of it. 

Then there were her massive breasts, so big and firm he couldn't resist taking quick sneaky glances every chance he got. He was so subtle that again nobody, especially Mandy herself, would even notice. He had never seen a more spectacular pair, and again if she had her back to him he could see himself slipping his hands through under her arms and reaching around her front. He could only imagine how it would be to take them in his hands and squeeze them.

Whenever she wore a clingy top he could see how slender toned and narrow her waist was which only served to confirm, if confirmation were needed, just what a truly phenomenal pair of tits they were.

As the months went on, the unfortunate looking old man spent more and more time thinking off Mandy. It was getting to the point that she was in his head so much that he was having to secretly masturbate over the thought of her every single day. It was even worse when he saw her. For the next few days his mind would be full of fresh images of her giving him the urge to do it two, three, or even four times in a day!

About seven or eight months after old Mike had met Mandy both he and his wife were invited over for a family barbecue. The thought of spending a whole afternoon in the company of his number one fantasy brought such a smile to the tiny old mans disfigured face that it was hard to hide his excitement.

But hide it he did and when they arrived he made gave no indication of how thrilled he was to see Mandy. She was outside in the garden with everyone else and looked absolutely stunning and, as always, just so unbelievably sexy.

The old man didn't go over to say hello straight away, instead he got himself a drink and made polite conversation with other family members. All the time though he can't help glancing over at Mandy. She was wearing a short cotton summer dress that, when the sun shone on it, was almost see-through. It was cream with a tiny red floral print and fitted her voluptuous young body like a dream, almost fluid-like the way it cascaded down over her gorgeous curves. The loose and flowing material seemed to cling where it touched and allowed her lovely big boobs to bounce freely and her ass to jiggle almost uncontrollably, a truly cock hardening sight.

Every now and then she would have to pull the dress out from where it would keep creeping up between her ass cheeks. Old Mike couldn't stop himself from looking at her and imagining himself running his hands all over her, feeling her curves through the fine cotton material. As with the many other times he had now seen her all he could do was keep stealing glances at her lovely big tits and her shapely fit young ass and wish he could just touch them, if only for a moment. He had to pull a tissue from his pocket to mop up the saliva that was running from the side of his disfigured mouth.

Throughout the early part of the evening Mandy spoke to him a few times which would leave him, as always, tongue tied and slightly embarrassed. 

At one stage she sat on a garden chair opposite him and as she spoke she crossed her legs giving him a view of almost the full length of her silky smooth tanned thigh. As she continued to speak all he could think of was kissing those beautiful full pouting lips and running his hand along her firm young thigh and under her dress, it was pure torture. 

The longer he was in her company the more vivid his imagination would get. Nobody would ever guess his thoughts from his look and apparent politeness, but in his mind he was thinking all sorts. From simply touching and feeling her all the way to picturing her slipping those lovely lips over the end of his swollen cock or spreading her legs and offering him her sweet young pussy........ If only she knew....

At about 9 o'clock he noticed she had vanished and after a few minutes innocently enquired as to where she was. He was told that she had gone out having arranged to go to a friends party that same night. Of course old Mike was gutted at the news and so now all he wanted was to go home. He told his wife he was tired and went to use the bathroom before they set off.

Alone in the house he had to walk by Mandys bedroom and as he did he noticed the door was slightly open. Knowing there was nobody around he couldn't resist pausing to have a quick peak inside. He was nervous and wasn't going to go in, he just couldn't help his curiosity and wanted to see where she slept. 

As he pushed the door slightly he straight away noticed her clothes screwed up on the bed, she must have changed before she went out. It was then he felt a sudden rush of blood when he saw on top of the clothes was what looked like a pair of her panties. Nervously he glanced left and right to make sure there was nobody around, he didn't know what to do, this was a once in a lifetime chance, he had to take it. He had never done anything like this before, he knew it was dirty and wrong, but something inside him was pushing him on.

He paused a few moments until he was absolutely sure that the coast was clear before he took the two steps into her room that brought him within reach of the clothes. He was terrified of being caught but knew that if he didn't at least touch them he would regret it forever. So, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead, he reached forward and picked them up. Trembling all over he held them up, eyes wide and bulging he gasped as he found himself looking at the prettiest pair of white silk and lace panties he had ever seen. He knew they had to be the pair that she would have been wearing that evening before she went out.

He knew he had to put them back before anyone came. But just before he did he couldn't resist bringing them to his face and sniffing the crotch. As soon as he caught the unmistakable scent of Mandys pussy he had to grab his now erect cock through his trousers and give it a desperately needed rub. This was just the most excited he had been for many years, he couldn't believe his luck.

Just then he heard voices and realized that someone was coming. Without thinking he quickly stuffed them in his pocket and left the room. Just in time as it turned out as his wife was now coming to use the bathroom also before they left.

He didn't know why he had taken them, surely she would notice they were missing. But the more he thought about it the more he realized the advantage to being perceived as a kind and polite old man. If she did notice they were gone there would be a lot more people in the frame for it before him, so with that thought he decided not to worry.

When he got home old Mike again told his wife to go to bed as there was something he was wanting to watch on the TV. As soon as he was sure she was upstairs and in bed he closed the lounge door and made himself comfortable on his sofa.

He pulled the panties out of his pocket and held them up for a proper look. They were so pretty and feminine, white silk crotch and rear with a white lace triangle at the front.

"Oh my God......Oh Mandy Mandy," he whispered as he tried to picture her wearing them. He could only imagine how sexy she would look in such things, but the real thrill was knowing that she actually was wearing them only a few hours earlier. He could feel his cock throbbing and straining to be released as he brought them close to his face.

He could smell the sweet scent of her pussy as he sniffed the crotch, his mouth trembled and saliva ran down his chin as he poked his tongue out and ran it over the fine silk and lace.

This was completely unreal, the old man never in his wildest dreams thought that he would ever get to smell and taste Mandys most sweetest and intimate area. What he held in his hand was something that was so private and personal to Mandy that maybe only a few, if any, had ever been in such a position before. It was dirty and so wrong, but so exciting to think how Mandy would never know the deep dark secret of just how much pleasure her pussy was giving him.

"Mmmmmm ooh yes you sweet sweet baby," he whispered excitedly. He was picking up the taste of her juices as he licked the piece of silk that would have spent most of the day pressed against her lovely fresh young cunt.

He couldn't believe he was actually sniffing and tasting Mandys pussy, (well as good as). He knew he had to release his desperately throbbing cock before he had an accident in his underpants. He pulled it out and had never seen it so hard in all his life, it was twitching and pulsating as if about to blow all on its own. 

He knew this would be over in a flash and as he wrapped his hand around it he buried his face into the crotch. Excitedly he licked sucked and sniffed them, with such a vivid imagination he could easily imagine Mandy was still wearing them. In his mind she was sitting on his face grinding her pussy against him and calling out his name.

That was it, the dirty old pervert suddenly felt a massive amount of spunk power its way up through his smelly old cock and in an instant launch itself high into the air. Over and over he pounded his hand up and down the hugest hardest erection he had ever enjoyed. Load after load of hot thick spunk now covered him, it was the most amazing experience he could ever remember having.

After that he used the panties many more times, every one as good as the last. Always worried that they might be discovered however he knew he couldn't keep them forever. So the dirty old man decided for the last time to wrap them around his cock. The feel of the silk brushing over his swollen purple helmet was just incredible and in no time at all he had filled them with his filthy spunk. The thought of his juices mixing with hers was too much and he actually managed to go a second time without a moments pause, God she turned him on so much! After that they were unfortunately pretty useless and so had to be discarded.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 28



As time went on old Mikes wife became ill and eventually in a few months she became bed-ridden. Although it made life harder it did have a couple of advantages.

Firstly the old man had the freedom to enjoy himself alone anytime he liked. As she was stuck upstairs in bed he could freely masturbate any time he liked downstairs without the fear of ever being caught.

Secondly Mandy would visit far more often, partly to see her sickly Aunt and partly to make sure her old Uncle Mike was coping okay on his own. Of course he was coping fine, but if it meant seeing her more often then as far as she was concerned he wasn't coping at all well. The crafty old boy would have her believe he was struggling emotionally and physically with everything, which had the desired effect of having Mandy pop in at least once or twice a week.

The only area in which he wasn't doing so well was in his personal hygiene. His wife always washed all the clothes and now that task was down to him. It hardly seemed worth all the effort to old Mike and so he would often wear the same things for well over a week. People had noticed his general grubby appearance but again they put it down to the fact that he was clearly not coping.

His shirt collars and cuffs were often black and grimy and his trousers certainly looked like they could do with a wash and an iron. All down the front there were the obvious tell-tale signs that, like many old men, he must often dribble when he took a wee. Not a nice thing to see but on the whole people had a lot of sympathy for him and so nothing was ever said about it.

Over the next year or so Mandy would call as often as she could, and old Mike never grew tired of seeing her. In fact he looked forward to it so much that it seemed to be the only thing he ever thought of. He had even grown more brave and confident around her and was now at the stage where he would always greet her with a kiss on the cheek. Even better, when leaving, he would again kiss her on the cheek and also give her a hug.

Mandy was aware of how unclean he had become and didn't really enjoy getting so close to him. She was not only able to see the grubby state of him but could also smell just how dirty he was becoming too. It was more that just the usual smell of an elderly man and it was getting worse with time. She knew however that if she commented on it then it would almost certainly upset him and she didn't want that. Along with the disfigured face, that Mandy had never drawn attention to, she was finding the hug and kiss on the cheek that he always gave her increasingly hard to stomach.

But she could see he wasn't like some of the other old men she had unfortunately met and thought he was simply being affectionate and she honestly did feel sorry for him. 

Old Mike however thought of it as much more than just affection. It was his chance to touch her, although it seemed like a simple hug and certainly not anything dirty, it was a thrill and did turn him on. Just to hold her for a mere second and feel her body against his was the highlight of his week. Of course he would never dare touch her anywhere inappropriate, no matter how much he longed to. But he would often get an erection in his stained old underpants just from slipping his hands around her and feeling her incredibly firm midriff.

Occasionally he would position his hand around her waist quite low at the point where her ass started to swell from the small of her back. He wasn't actually getting to feel it but it was close, and that was a lot for a dirty sad old boy like Mike.

Along with this there was of course one other thing that was unavoidable. When you have a pair of tits as big as Mandys its impossible to give anyone a hug without them getting in the way. Of course this was just another bonus for her aged Uncle. After all the time he had now known her he still couldn't quite get over them. Even as a younger man tits like Mandys were only ever the stuff of dreams. 

It just got harder and harder for the poor old man every time he saw her, the way her incredible bust filled out whatever top she was wearing would have his mouth watering beyond control. He had lost count of the times he looked at them wishing for the impossible, that she would take pity on him and just offer him a feel. He found it so frustrating knowing that it would cost her nothing, it certainly wouldn't hurt, in fact it wouldn't even inconvenience her. They were right there in front of her so big and proud and it would mean so much to him to just be allowed to touch them, maybe even give them a gentle squeeze. He could never understand the workings of the female mind, after all he wouldn't mind if it were him, but of course it wasn't his decision to make and so it was never going to happen. 

She was driving him crazy with lust, he would fantasize about her all the time, he would have given everything he had for just one minutes use of her incredible body. It was getting to the point that she was the first thing he thought of when he awoke and the last thing he thought of before going to sleep.

Sometimes the old boy would get a lucky break that would give him such a thrill but would leave Mandy none the wiser. Like the time that he spilt a hot cup of coffee that he was taking up to his wife on the carpet at the foot of the stairs. A genuine accident that needed cleaning up straight away. 

At the same time Mandy had just arrived looking absolutely stunning as always in a lovely white t-shirt and pleated tartan skirt that was short.....very short! The old boy was torn between cleaning up the mess and standing up to greet her.

"Oh dear what's happened?" She asked.

"Oh I spilt the coffee I was just taking up to your Auntie Margaret." Mike replied as he scrubbed the carpet with an old brush.

After some conversation and offers of help it was decided that Mandy would make another one to take up to her. The dirty old pensioner was still on his knees trying to clean the carpet when Mandy breezed by him with a fresh cup.

As she started climbing the stairs old Mike suddenly realized the position he was in. He couldn't resist looking up as she went up the stairs in front of him. She was clearly concentrating too much on not spilling this cup aswell to notice what he was doing.

His crooked old mouth dropped open at the wondrous sight that greeted him. The outward jutting shape of her ass combined with it's movement as she carefully climbed the stairs caused the short pleated skirt to sway back and forth. With every step higher the dirty old pervert would see a little more. Seeing an opportunity he leaned forward and stooped lower for a better look. His eyes nearly popped out of his head as she neared the top of the stairs. The swaying of her tiny skirt gave him a few brief flashes of her ass in what looked like white cotton panties. It was only a few quick one second glimpses but it was more than enough for dirty old Uncle Mike.

As she vanished from site he had to give the erection that had quickly formed in his underpants a quick squeeze. What he really needed was to pull it out rid himself of the spunk he could feel welling up in his old balls.

Just then Mandy reappeared at the top of the stairs. The old boy was too afraid to look up, he knew he wouldn't be able to help looking up the front of her skirt and she would then catch him out.....he couldn't risk it.

Seeing how he was struggling to clean the carpet mandy suggested he let her have a go. She took the brush and went through to the kitchen before returning with a bowl of clean water.

This was turning out to be the best visit he had ever had as she got down on the floor and started to scrub the carpet for him. All he could do was step back behind her and watch in complete awe. She was on all fours and as he was behind her he was able to stand there and admire her all he liked. Her ass stuck up in the air and gave a sexy little wiggle as she scrubbed away. Her tartan skirt was so short that it only just covered her gorgeous fit young ass. The way the material teasingly draped itself over her firm round cheeks had him reaching into his pocket to have a much needed discreet play with himself.

He could so easily see himself dropping to his knees behind her and slipping his erection straight up her. He wouldn't even have to lift her skirt, his cock could easily snake its own way up under the material and find its way all on its own. What a sight, he wanted so much to take her there and then the temptation was almost unbearable.

What must it feel like, he thought, to take hold of those hips and bury his cock deep inside that sweet waiting pussy. From where he was standing it looked like she was offering just that. Her legs were even slightly parted and in his imagination it looked like she was waiting there begging to be taken. More times than he could remember he had fantasized over her in this mouth watering position. 

The old boy had to suddenly stop fiddling with his cock because he realized there was a real danger that he would come right there in his trousers.

After a minute or so Mandy got back to her feet. "There, that's as good as it's going to get," she told him.

"Uh...oh....ok thanks for trying anyway," he spluttered out, "I....I'll have another go at it later." He was clearly flustered but then he was often like that around her so she thought it quite normal.

They went and sat at the dining table to drink their coffee and have a quick chat. As Mandy looked at the filthy state of his shirt and glanced around at the dusty untidy room she was glad she had washed the cups and made the coffee herself.

Meanwhile poor old Mike was so turned on by now that it was proving to be pure torture. His senses were on high alert now and all he could see was those gorgeous huge tits thrusting out at him it was driving him mad. The lovely fresh white t-shirt she wore looked as if it had been sprayed onto them. His cock throbbed constantly crying out for attention, the sight of those tits was the final straw and he knew he needed to release the pressure in his balls.

Just then she got to her feet saying that she only planned to pop in for five minutes and that she had better go. The truth was that she couldn't stand the look and smell of him any longer, she truly felt bad about it because she knew he couldn't help it, but it was getting to the point where she was starting to feel sick.

The old boy loved this moment when he would always get his hug and kiss on the cheek. However he knew that if he got to his feet she would see the obvious tent that had formed in his trousers. So all he could do was make some excuse about his back hurting and reach out for her from where he was sat.

Mandy couldn't let her sad old Uncle see her reluctance and so she came around the table and gave him a peck on the cheek and a rather awkward hug. Her lovely soft blond hair draped over his face and her scent enveloped him. As she went to straighten up the sneaky old boy got a quick glimpse down the front of her t-shirt at her phenomenal cleavage......this was too much!

She said goodbye and left through the back door. As he heard it shut he quickly got to his feet and unzipped his trousers as he scurried across the room to the front window.

"Oh God oh God," he sighed as he watched her walk away through his grubby old net curtains. He lifted them to one side slightly so he could get a clear view of her while with his other hand he grabbed his cock and began to furiously pump it up and down. Before she even reached the road he was shooting ropes of thick sticky spunk all up the curtains. 

"Oh fuck Mandy Mandy Mandy, oooooh fuuuuuck," he groaned. His entire body was shaking as he continued to watch her walking away while still pumping load after load of his filthy dirty sperm all over the place.

As she vanished from sight he collapsed in the chair and gradually brought himself back down to earth.

"Fuckin' hell!" was all he could muster.

After that experience he knew he had to find some way, any way, of getting his hands on her. He didn't know how but he knew there just had to be some way, he couldn't go on like this................................

..............A few months had gone by and the now 20 year old Mandy just looked more gorgeous every time he saw her. Having been at work for almost a year now she had got into the habit of popping in to see her great Aunt and Uncle once or twice a week on her way home.

Things were just the same for old Uncle Mike, in fact if anything they were worse. Working in an office all day meant that Mandy was arriving in all sorts of cock hardening outfits. She looked so classy and sexier than ever in her array of expensive business wear. Although he considered himself one of the luckiest men in the world to have the pleasure of such an incredible beauty as Mandy dropping in on him on a regular basis, he still couldn't help finding it all such a teasingly cruel trick that fate was playing on him.

He spent every waking moment trying to think of some way in which he could at long last have the girl of his dreams. He considered drugging her, but he knew nothing of drugs and anyway it was far too risky. He wondered if he could maybe get her so drunk that she would be incapable of knowing what she was doing, that way he could maybe try and "help" her and in the process have a free feel. Or she might even be so drunk that she would have to stay the night, then he would have to undress her and put her to bed! But to be honest that was never going to happen, how would he ever get her that drunk in the first place? He even considered trying to learn hypnosis!!! Of course that was probably the most ridiculous idea of the lot, he was just dreaming, it was clearly obvious that there really was no way.

So the poor old boy had to face reality and resign himself to the fact that he would never get to caress those beautiful mouth watering breasts or stroke that teasingly cheeky ass, it was useless. 

Or so he would have gone on to think......until the day an old friend that he hadn't seen for a number of years was passing and decided to call in unannounced.

His friend was a good few years younger than him but he was one of those people that old Mike just clicked with from the moment they first met. They had similar interests and in the past they had shared all sorts of secret thoughts with each other, the sort of thoughts that you would only share with a trusted good friend. This was why within ten minutes of them sitting down and catching up with each others news Mike was already telling him about Mandy.

It was so good for the poor old fool to finally tell someone about her. It was almost a relief to just say out loud how he felt, and this was a friend that he could tell everything to, his fantasies, the way he found he continually had to masturbate over her, even the stolen panties! Once he had started he couldn't stop, it all came out.

The friend could clearly see the affect this mystery girl was having on poor old Mike and as he listened to all the vivid descriptions he started to get an idea.

He told Mike of a story he had read a few years ago where two people were forced to have sex at gunpoint by a masked man. He knew it sounded rather drastic but went on to tell him how it turned out to be all a set up. It was just a way for the male "victim" to have sex with a girl that he had lusted after for so long.

It quickly became clear that this was something that his friend had given a great deal of thought to. Quickly old Mike began to see that his friend too had a fantasy. It wasn't however to be the one having sex but rather to be the masked man, the voyeur, something that had always excited him. He had often thought how it would be to see an old man, like Mike, having his wicked way with a hot piece of ass, like Mandy.

Old Mike listened carefully as his friend went on to explain how it was the perfect plan. 

"Firstly it would appear to anyone else that you would have no choice in what was happening and would therefore be just as much the victim as she." His friend went on. "If we played it well enough and she was convinced that the you were both in real danger then she would do whatever was asked of her."

"Oh I...I don't know," stammered old Mike, "it sounds a bit risky, surely we would never get away with it."

"Of course we would," his friend continued, "you would just have to be sure and do one thing."

"What?"

"This is the genius part of the plan," he went on. "Afterwards when she will almost certainly suggest going to the police, you will be so embarrassed and upset by what had happened that you will easily convince her not to. Just tell her that you felt so ashamed and humiliated that you couldn't stand for anyone, especially your wife, finding out. If that doesn't work then tell her you're terrified that the masked man may come back, you know, just use a bit of common sense."

Old Mike sat and thought about it not sure what to say. It certainly sounded like a perfect plan and definitely the only way he would ever get to live out his fantasy with Mandy. The thought of it really excited him. But at the same time he had never done anything like this before and to be honest he knew deep down he would never have the nerve to go through with it.

The decision was that he would think about it for a while, much to his friends annoyance, and call him up if he decided to go ahead with the idea.

Over the next couple of weeks it was all that the sad little old pensioner could think about. Every time he saw Mandy it didn't help either. She looked ever more gorgeous and the urges inside him grew stronger and stronger. The thought of doing what his friend had said became more and more tempting giving the old boy more fuel for his already over active imagination. This in turn gave rise to an unbelievable increase in his need to masturbate. 

Then, after one of her visits, as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightening, the old man decided he would do it!

The gorgeous blond 20 year old had teased him with that voluptuous firm young body of hers one time too many. He convinced himself that it was her fault and she deserved it, turning up all the time dressed in such sexy clothing, the sort of clothing that did nothing to hide her phenomenal curves. What else could he do, she would wear skirts that were so short and clung to her oh so shapely ass, and tops that strained and stretched under the pressure to contain her enormous firm young tits.

He had run every possible outcome through his mind a thousand times and kept coming up with the same answer, it was indeed the perfect plan. She would see him as much the victim as herself. She would never suspect he was in any way involved, and he would be able to use his "poor sad old man" act to his full advantage.

When he phoned and told his friend of his decision he was obviously delighted and the two of them soon constructed a plan............

......................It was several weeks after her trouble filled holiday with her friend and Mandy was feeling pretty good about everything. The reason was that a few days earlier Ted had been rushed into hospital with a suspected heart attack and it looked like he was going to be there for some time. Of course it wasn't in Mandys nature to wish anything bad on anyone but the thought that he may be out of the way for some time, or who knows maybe permanently, did fill her with a sense of relief.

It was a Friday and Mandy awoke showered and prepared herself for work. She knew she had to go and see her Auntie Margaret and Uncle Mike straight after work but after that she was free to go out and meet some friends for a few drinks and enjoy a relaxing evening.

The day before she had gone out and treated herself to a new haircut as a sort of celebration over the whole Ted situation. She had had it trimmed to a shoulder length bob and had her natural blond color touched up with a few subtle highlights. She was pleased with the look and had already had a few comments about how pretty it looked. Being a little shorter and framing her face the way it did it gave even greater emphasis to just how truly beautiful she was.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 28



With the world looking a little brighter and loving her new hairstyle Mandy wanted to carry on with the feel-good factor and chose what she would wear that day with a little more care than normal.

To start with she had decided on some of her more expensive underwear, a very pretty full matching 3 piece set of bra panties and suspenders. As she slipped them on she couldn't help admiring herself in the mirror, she knew just how sexy she looked and that was a good feeling on this lovely bright morning. It was a full white lace set with exquisite faint powder blue detail. The panties were trimmed at the front with very tiny pale blue ribbons tied into little bows along the top edge. The suspender belt too was trimmed with the same at the bottom of each strap with a tiny trail of ribbon hanging over the stocking clips. Of course the gorgeous white lace half cup bra matched too, with a tiny blue bow where each shoulder strap meets the bra and another directly between the two phenomenal 34FF cups covering the front clasp.

Onto her legs she pulled a fine pair of lovely pure white stockings and clipped them to the pretty lace suspender belt. 

Over the top she wore a pure white fitted blouse that tapered in perfectly at her narrow waist while around the chest it managed to accommodate her huge bust without putting too much strain on the buttons. 

Over it all she wore a matching two piece suite of a powder blue jacket and skirt. The skirt was a little tight across her beautifully shaped ass but Mandy didn't mind that, today she was happy to look sexy and maybe tease a few guys with her cheeky bum. It stopped a good few inches above the knee too, and Mandy knew she would have to be careful not to flash her stocking tops whenever she sat down or bent over.

She slipped the jacket on and headed off to work. She certainly got a few looks, both on the way and then when she arrived. This wasn't least because the jacket had the usual problem. In order to get it to fit correctly she had to go for a smaller size, this then meant that it could never meet across her outstanding chest and so she could never button it up. The result was a mouth watering temptation for just about every man that laid eyes on her.

The day passed quickly by with nothing out the ordinary happening. Mandy had to smile to herself when she occasionally saw the obvious "trouble" some of the men around her were having. The pretty 20 year old always understood the affect she had on them and sometimes found it fun to tease them a little. Knowing they clearly wanted her and would probably give anything to have her was something that gave her a real feeling of power over so many of these sad and pathetic men.

As the day came to an end she remembered that she had to pop around to see her great Aunt and Uncle on the way home, something that she was starting to find a bit of a chore.

Meanwhile old Uncle Mike and his friend were ready and waiting for her to call having talked their plan through countless times. The old boy was still unsure about the whole idea and clearly very nervous. But as the doubts crept in he only had to think about Mandy and that incredible body of hers and that would be all the convincing he would need to see it through.

Unable to get their hands on a real gun they had managed to find a fairly realistic looking child's toy gun. It looked far more realistic when staring down the barrel at it in the hand of a man wearing a balaclava. So they were ready, nervous but ready.

As she was about to arrive Mikes friend told him to do nothing except to trust him and just follow his lead. His wife was safely out of the way upstairs in bed and, having opened the back door slightly so she could just come straight in, they waited..................

............Mandy strolled up through the garden and knocked on the back door as usual. She waited a moment for the old man to appear as he always did. When he didn't come she saw the door was open slightly and so she pushed it and stepped inside.

Calling out for Uncle Mike she stepped into the front room and saw him sitting on a dining chair looking very upset. As she approached him she suddenly felt something push against her back. She swung around and found herself staring straight down the barrel of a small handgun. Looking at the man holding it she thought for a moment that it was some kind of joke and almost began to laugh.

"No.....Mandy run just run!" Uncle Mike suddenly cried. 

At that moment Mandy realized this was something serious, very serious. She could tell from the tone of her Uncle's voice that he was scared and so she backed away from the masked man asking nervously what was going on.

As the masked man looked up and down Mandy he suddenly realized what all the fuss was about, she was just utterly stunning. He never in a million years expected her to be in this kind of league, just to see her standing there was getting him hard. She was the hottest piece of ass he had seen in a very long time.......this was definitely going to be worth it.

Old Uncle Mike too was stunned into momentary silence. Her outfit was mind blowing, she looked incredible, he couldn't have asked for more. If he had any doubts then they were gone. He couldn't help but take a moment to look her over, her huge tits straining the fresh white blouse as they burst forth from her opened jacket. The short and very sexy matching powder blue skirt, and her legs coated in pure virgin white nylon.....it was almost too good to believe.

After a couple of minutes of the masked man waving his gun around threatening all sorts, and poor old Mike pleading for him to leave them alone, it became clear to Mandy that this was some sort of robbery that had gone wrong. There was no money in the house and nothing of any value and the man with the gun was clearly getting very agitated.

It was then that the masked man turned his attentions to Mandy. "Well maybe this wasn't such a waste of time after all," he said as he went towards her looking her up and down.

"No! You leave her alone!" Old Mike had suddenly leapt to his feet and blocked the mans path. Mandy was surprised at her Uncles sudden bravery and was touched by this urge to protect her.

Of course he wasn't brave at all, it was all part of their carefully worked out plan.

"Oh I see," said the masked man, "you want her for yourself do you old man? Well I'm sure she'll be pleased to oblige." He said as he backed up towards the door and put a chair across it. "Well come on then you two, don't let me stop you," he went on as he sat himself down.

"Don't be so disgusting!" Mike protested, "how dare you!" 

Over the next few minutes Mandys Uncle did an amazing job of making it look as if that was the last thing he wanted. He seemed surprisingly brave, a whole different side to him that Mandy knew nothing about....apparently.

That was until the stranger angrily got to his feet and raced across the room waving the gun around shouting obscenities at him. Mandy could see that poor old uncle Mike was suddenly terrified and all the apparent bravery vanished in an instant.

The masked stranger then turned to Mandy and brought his face up to her ear and said in a sinister tone. "You want to give this old man the time of his life don't you? Think about your answer carefully.......if you don't then I think I might make use of you myself instead." As he spoke he looked her up and down.

Mandy looked horrified at the suggestion and felt disgusted, then, momentarily forgetting that he was holding a deadly weapon, she told him to go to hell.

He then said something that she hadn't seen coming. "It's your choice of course," he continued, "but if I don't like what I see then maybe we'll have to get the old lady down here too.....what do you think Granddad?" As he turned to the old boy Mandy could see the fear suddenly etched on her Uncles face. It was an impossible situation but Mandy had no choice, she knew what she had to do.

This was the last thing she wanted and couldn't believe what she was about to say.

"O...Okay I....I'll do it, just leave her out of it...p....please."

Old Mike couldn't believe his ears, was she really going to go through with it? He had to appear afraid and unwilling, but the truth was he was hardly able to contain his excitement.

"Just forget I'm here," the gunman said as he sat himself back into the chair that he had pulled across the door. "But this had better be good, I don't want to have to go get the old woman...." He then laughed and lifted a half drunk bottle of whiskey up from beside the chair and took a swig. Another prop to add to the impression of how unpredictable and dangerous he was.

Old Mike just stood there unsure what to do, he wanted to just reach out and grab at this object of his wildest fantasies, he had waited so long.

But he didn't have to wait much longer as Mandy slipped her jacket from her shoulders and lay it on the table behind her. With her back turned he glanced over at his friend and gave a knowingly sinister smile, his friend in turned winked back at him, it was looking like it had worked!

Mike kept up the act. "Please Mandy don't do this, y...you don't have to, it....it's not right."

A bigger lie had never been told, he wanted this so much more than anyone could ever imagine. Just to see her standing there was giving him an erection. The way her huge bust filled out her blouse causing the buttons to gape slightly was just such an awesome sight. Then there was that short skirt. With her jacket now off he could see the incredible shape of her ass thrusting out behind her pulling the pale blue material tightly across her delicious firm round cheeks. He could feel himself going red in the face and the saliva start to gather in his crooked bottom lip, she was just so gorgeous in every sense of the word.

"I know it's not," she whispered back at him, "but if we don't do as he says then who knows what he'll do."

"I....I don't know," he went on, "w...what if anyone found out...I couldn't bear the thought of it, I would be branded as some kind of pervert."

Suddenly the whispers were broken by the sound of the gunman's voice. "Right if you're not going to do as I say," he shouted, he was clearly getting impatient.

"No...we are," replied Mandy in a panic. She was terrified of what he might do and desperate to save her Aunt from whatever he may have in store for her.

"Listen, nobody ever has to know. Look at him, he's drunk and he's got a gun, we have no choice. I...I'm so scared...please...we must do this."

He couldn't believe his ears, she said "please," she was actually asking him, in fact almost begging him, this was beyond anything he could have ever hoped for.

As she moved in closer she whispered. "Make it look good, make it look like you're enjoying it, I...I think that's what he wants."

It had worked, she was convinced that old uncle Mike didn't want this any more than she did, they were "victims" together.

"Okay," he whispered back, "We must get through this for your Auntie Margaret."

The truth was Mandy felt sickened by the thought of what she was about to do. Not only because he was a relative and someone she knew, but more because he was utterly filthy. His collars and cuffs were black with dirt, his trousers were stained with God knows what and on top of that he gave off a very unpleasant aroma, a sort of mixture between stale pee and sweat.

His facial deformity did nothing to make the whole thing easier, but she had to remind herself that it wasn't his fault, it wasn't him, it was the masked man, poor old Uncle Mike was clearly suffering in his own way as much as she.

Wrong!!! This was the moment he had been waiting so long for and as Mandy came in close and brought her mouth to his he thought he might pass out as she began to kiss him.

Her lips were so soft and sweet and the old boy couldn't resist slipping his hands around her slender waist to hold her tight. They had done nothing yet and already yet his cock was raging hard and throbbing in his tatty old underpants.

"Oh yes yes that's it," came the voice from the other side of the room, "go on have a good feel you dirty old pervert."

"Just do as he says," Mandy quietly whispered.

He was indeed a dirty old pervert, but Mandy had no idea, and in her innocence she continued to encourage him.

"I...I'm sorry," he whispered as he began to slide his hands down into the deep arch of her lower back.

"Don't be.....please.....don't worry, let's just do what he says." 

This was it, he was sweating heavily and his body trembled as at long last he moved his hands lower feeling his way down the slope of her ass. He couldn't believe it as she again moved in and kissed him on the lips. At the same moment he had found his long awaited target, after years of waiting he finally had one of her incredible firm cheeks in each hand. He had forgotten everything, his friend the plan everything as he clutched her ass firmly and began to squeeze and fondle it.

Mandy felt sick as his grubby old hands roamed all over the back of her clean fresh powder blue skirt groping at her ass. Even worse was having to kiss his drooling deformed mouth, it was horrible but she had to remind herself that he too was only doing what he had been told.

The old boy was in heaven, the youthful firmness and incredible shape of her ass felt better than he could have ever dreamed. As if that wasn't enough he soon realized something that he thought only existed in his fantasies. He could clearly feel through the smooth tight fabric of her skirt that underneath she was wearing suspenders. He had to hold back a huge sigh as he felt around the tops of her thighs, he couldn't believe it, she really was wearing suspenders! Stockings and suspenders!

"Come on come on!" Came the demand from the "audience". It was clear from his tone that he was getting more annoyed and impatient.

Mandy knew what he wanted and directed old Mike back to the sofa that was just behind him. "You know what we're probably going to have to do," she whispered to him as she moved him back to sit down on it.

"W...what?" Mike asked as if having no idea what she meant.

As she perched herself on the edge of the old sofa next to him the dirty old boy slumped back and she leaned forward into him. "Sex," she whispered, "he's going to want us to actually have sex."

"W...what?....No, no way," he replied as if shocked at what she was saying. He was a better actor than he ever imagined himself to be, it was very convincing.

"I'm sorry, we have no choice." As she spoke all that was in her mind was her fear of the man drinking whiskey and holding a gun. Along with this was the threat of what he may do to her sickly Aunt if they didn't do what he wanted.

All her elderly Uncle Mike could think was that not only was she telling him that they would have to have sex, but on top of that she was actually apologizing for it! This was unreal!

"I...I suppose we have no choice," he said as he placed his hand on her stocking clad thigh and started to feel his way along it.

"No we don't," Mandy replied as she leaned in closer.

"We...we have to think of M...Margaret," he went on as his hand slipped under her skirt causing it to ride up exposing her white stocking tops and her pretty white lace suspenders.

"We have to make it convincing," she said as she gave him a quick tender kiss on the lips, "who knows what he'll do if we don't." She kissed him again, longer and with more forced passion this time. As she did the old boy reached further under her skirt until he soon found himself fingering the edge of her sexy lace panties. He had never known excitement like it and couldn't help the constant flow of saliva that now ran from the corner of his mouth.

Mandy found kissing him such a horrid experience and she began to feel that she might actually be sick.

The old man didn't care, he was happier than he had ever been his entire life. His cock was as stiff as a board and pulsating away as his hand crept around under her skirt now freely feeling her lovely cheeky ass through her underwear. He was so excited and wanting more, there was no way he could stop now.

His mouth and breath were so disgusting that Mandy had to take a break from kissing him before she threw up.

As she straightened up he removed his hand making sure as he did he left her skirt pushed up where it was. The sight that greeted him as he looked down at her lap was just unbelievable, like something from an top class erotic magazine. He had fully exposed the entire length of her legs. Encased in pure virgin white stockings they looked so beautiful. The silky smooth tanned skin of the tops of her thighs contrasted with the white lace suspenders that clipped onto them. But the most incredible sight was of the matching pure white lace triangle between her tightly clamped together legs. He couldn't believe he was looking at her panties, and she was just letting him, making no attempt to cover herself.

Mandy saw the expression on his face and was unsure what to make of it. "Are you okay?"

The old boy couldn't answer, he seemed at that moment to have lost the power of speech.

Worried and not knowing what he was thinking she again reassured him. "Don't stop now, you're doing so well."

The old man was still shocked by her words of encouragement, it truly seemed that he was going to be able to do just about anything he wanted, and what he wanted was something else, something he had wanted ever since he first laid eyes upon her, something he never imagined he would ever get the chance to do. His eyes moved up from her lap towards her chest, he stared at it in complete awe, what he wanted more than anything was to feel those phenomenal tits!

Mandy saw where his eyes were and realized what his unspoken words were saying. She glanced over at the masked man who was still sitting there with the gun in his hand resting on the arm of the chair pointing straight at her. He had put the bottle down and his other hand was now in his lap fiddling with his groin, he was clearly getting off on what he was watching. She knew she had to go on, what other choice did she have?

She straightened up and, still perched on the front edge of the sofa, began to unbutton the front of her blouse. This was what old Mike had been waiting for, this was what he really wanted. One after the other the buttons gave way as a little more cleavage sprang into view. The dirty old pervert couldn't help just staring wide eyed with his crooked drooling old mouth hanging open. He looked like one of those love-sick old dogs but he couldn't help it. It was all beyond his control now, all he could hope was that she would see his reaction as part of the "act." 

She left the final two buttons at the bottom secured as she opened her blouse to expose her huge firm breasts encased in their incredible 34FF bra.

"Oh God," the old man sighed unable to believe what he was seeing.

They were so big and inviting, thrusting out towards him in the prettiest sexiest lace bra he had ever laid eyes upon. This was the stuff of all his dreams and fantasies. As he stared at the swell of her cleavage it was clear to see that her youthful age meant that they were incredibly full and firm.

She knew she had to expect this stunned reaction and didn't blame him at all. He was after all only human, and she knew he had to be wrestling with his natural urges, urges that he couldn't help. If anything she felt sorry for him, knowing he was a good man who didn't want to do this but at the same time he couldn't help but find her obviously desirable.

She was so wrong, there was no internal struggle, quite the opposite, this was everything he had ever wanted and was unwavering in his determination to make the most of this unbelievable opportunity.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 29



At just a few weeks after her 19th birthday Alison found herself in the unthinkable position of being pregnant. It was always a risk for her as she and her boyfriend were of the same age and enjoyed a very active sex life as most teenagers do. 

Her boyfriends name was Steve, and he just couldn't ever quite believe his luck at being with Alison. He knew the stir she caused whenever she walked into a room, every man would turn and look at her, and some of the women too. Everyone wanted her but she was with him and he knew he was the envy of all. He could never get enough of his lovely big breasted blond girlfriend. Every chance he got he would be all over her like a rash, she used to swear that he had an almost permanent erection and often joked about it with him. The truth was he did, and it was all down to Alison.

So they were now going to be parents at such a very young age, but neither of them saw it as a problem and within the year they were not only parents but also married.

Life wasn't really too bad for the young couple, and by the time Alison turned 21 they had their own house and the future was looking bright. Poor Steve had found that period rather frustrating and couldn't wait for his new wife to regain her curvaceous figure and for their sex life to return to normal. Luckily for him the advantages of youth coupled with a little daily exercise meant that Alisons figure soon snapped back into shape. It wasn't long before she was as firm and toned as ever, the only difference she found was the whole motherhood thing had caused her already very large boobs to swell! They weren't ridiculously bigger but there was definitely more there than before, and although Alison was always very proud of her 32GG bust she was in two minds over whether the increase to a 32HH was a good thing or not. Not only that but the maternal changes meant that they were very full and hard which meant concealing them was near on impossible, no matter what she wore they would just thrust out in front of her in a very obvious way. 

As if that wasn't enough she carried a little extra on her already rather cheeky ass which only added to the look of a very pretty young girl who appeared to be a very deliberate cock teaser. 

Obviously Steve loved this change in her and He now found himself unable to imagine a sexier and more beautiful sight than his lovely young wife and her mind blowing figure, a figure that would put almost any porn star in the shade. As if he wasn't lucky enough she seemed to have a greatly increased appetite for sex, something that he obviously took full advantage of. 

Steve was a very protective and quite jealous sort of guy and was convinced, not wrongly, that every man Alison met wanted her and would probably do almost anything to have her. But at the same time he found it quite a turn on to think of the effect she was having on them. This was something that was brought home to him back when he caught old Mr Cramp her neighbour rubbing suntan lotion onto her. At the time he was angry and wanted to kill him and it almost split them up. 

But since then he had come to find that every time he thought of the dirty old pervert with his hands all over her he couldn't help but get rather aroused. He found it strange and confusing that he would feel this way, but the fact was he did and as time went on he grew to just accept it. If anything it became something he would sometimes fantasise about when he and Alison were having sex. Knowing that so many men must have spent so much time wanking themselves off over his lovely young wife, and here was he the only one who was having her for real while they could all only dream of being in his position.

Although he knew nothing of her unfortunate encounters with the fat shopkeeper the tramp and of course what ultimately happened with Mr Cramp, there was one thing she had told him about.....

Before she fell pregnant she had taken a temporary job in a local factory, not on the factory floor but in the office just answering the phones and doing some minor clerical work. She would often come home to Steve and mention some old boy that worked there as a maintenance man who gave her the creeps. She was reluctant to tell him too much in case he got angry and took off down there to sort him out. Of course Steve was angry and his gut reaction was to do just that, but unbeknownst to Alison he also found the thought of what she was saying fuelling his fantasies.

Ironically if it had been some young stud then things would have been different, but as the feelings would obviously only ever be on the old mans side as Alison found him horrible and creepy then he knew there was nothing to worry about. 

Over the weeks Steve grew more and more curious and began to coax more information out of her. Gradually she felt more comfortable telling him what was happening even finding it a relief. She could see he was understanding and not just jealous and angry like she would have maybe expected. But What she couldn't see and she would never see as she confided in him on a daily basis was that he was getting off on everything she was saying.

It turned out the mans name was Ernie, a 60 year old with a bit of a reputation for being an old pervert. At first Alison would only tell Steve that he kept staring at her making her feel extremely uncomfortable. He could easily see why, after all she went to work in a series of short tight skirts and blouses that certainly did nothing to hide the fact that she had a most magnificent bust.

Then she began tell him more, it started out as just creepy looks but he was soon regularly becoming more and more of a pest. It started with her accidentally overhearing him saying to a couple of the other guys that worked on the factory floor what he would love to do to her. He obviously had no idea that she was just in the next room and with the door slightly open she heard every disgusting word.

"Fuck what about that new blond working in the office," he said as the others mumbled their agreement. "God I would love to fuck the ass off her, just imagine it!" Again the others agreed this time with boyish laughter. "How big do you reckon those fuckin' tits are? Fuck me what I wouldn't give to get my hands on them and have a fuckin' squeeze! "

"Yeah yeah," came the replies.

"And as for that cheeky fuckin' ass," he went on, "I watched her bendin' over earlier in that tight little skirt, gave me a fuckin' hard-on, I nearly went over and stuffed it straight up her!" They all fell about laughing loudly, it was then that Alison had heard enough and ran off upset and disgusted. 

Steve was again angry at hearing this and his first feeling was to go down there and batter the dirty old sod, but at the same time he couldn't deny it made him horny and he wanted to hear more, and so he pretended to be understanding and sympathetic. 

Over the next few weeks things got worse for the beautiful curvaceous young Alison, and Steve was always there with an ear to listen to the whole saga. Just a few days after hearing what he had said about her there was a leak from one of the radiators in the office, and Ernie had been given the job of fixing it. He came in and stood in front of her desk and immediately Alison felt uncomfortable.

"Hello gorgeous you're looking lovely today, I'm here to fix the radiator, which one is it?" His familiar tone annoyed her, who did he think he was? She accepted this sort of chat from some of the younger guys but not from this grubby old man in his sixties! But that was just the start of it, as she looked up she noticed he was blatantly trying to see down her top. She had on a nicely fitted white blouse but the top few buttons were undone allowing him a partial view of her very impressive cleavage. He was a horrible old man and didn't seem to care that she saw him looking, in fact he took a good few seconds to drag his gaze away from her chest and up to her face.

"It's over there," she said pointing at the radiator on the other side of the room.

"Show me," he replied.

"What?"

"The leak!" He said, "show me exactly where it is."

With that Alison got to her feet and came around her desk and walked over to the other side of the office. It was at this moment that she began to regret wearing such a short tight black skirt and black stockings. She could sense him right behind her and could feel his eyes burning into her. She bent over slightly to point out the obvious drip that was coming from one of the pipe joints, as she did that's when she heard him whisper, "fuck me!"

She quickly straightened back up and turned to face him, from where his eyes were he was clearly staring at her ass. 

"Pardon?" She replied.

"Nothing," he said as calm as anything while his eyes took a slow wander up her body only pausing to linger on her chest for a moment before carrying on up to look her in the eye.

"I...I'll leave you to get on with it then," she said, her voice clearly showing how nervous he made her. With that she quickly went and sat back down at her desk to carry on with her work.

As he set his tools out and sat down to the floor to start fixing the radiator Alison was aware that he kept on looking over at her. She tried to ignore him and concentrate on her work but it was proving near impossible. Every time she looked at him he would give her a dirty smile and even a couple of times a wink! Enough was enough and Alison got to her feet and left the office to go and find something else to do until he had finished. It was only as she got to the door and glanced back at her desk that she realised what he had been doing. Her desk had an open front and from where he was sitting on the floor opposite her he would have had a fairly good view up her skirt! 

Again Steve found the cheek of this old pervert angered him, yet the thought of this dirty old boy lusting over Alison still excited him. Then to help him get a better image in his mind he asked her what this Ernie looked like.

"Disgusting, old and ugly" came the quick reply. "He's supposed to be 60 but looks older to me. His skin is covered in pot-marks and he's got a fat spotty neck and no chin, you know?" She went on, "his hair is grey and always greasy looking and he just looks dirty and sweaty all the time." 

"Mmmm sounds like a right catch," Steve sort of half joked.

"Oooh he's horrible," Alison replied with a shudder.

About a week later Alison came home quite angry and clearly upset by something. When Steve asked her what was wrong he sort of had a good idea already what the answer was going to be.

"Oh it's that filthy old pervert at work, he's really getting on my nerves!" 

Steve just listened as she went on to explain what had happened. She was walking down the corridor that afternoon carrying a huge pile of paperwork when Ernie came up alongside her. Instantly she felt uncomfortable, partly because she was rather defenceless with her hands full, and partly because he had already made some remark to her earlier that day about how great her ass looked in the tight skirt she was wearing. Without any warning he slipped his grubby old hand around her waist and asked if she would like some help. She told him as she tried to pull herself away that she could manage and she was fine. His response was to look her over giving her one of his creepy smiles and saying, "I know you are." 

With his vile breath on her Alison turned her head away, he must have clearly been able to see that she wasn't happy but for some reason he just didn't seem to care. Then as she pulled herself away and he released his grip she couldn't believe the nerve of what he did next. He slipped his hand down onto her hip and then across over her bum pausing on her right cheek for a second before giving it a gentle pat. 

"He did what?" Steve asked angrily. "Then what?"

"Well that was it really, I didn't know what to do so I just walked away as quickly as I could. I could feel him standing there staring at me though."

Steve knew probably more than Alison that this old boy would have gotten a real thrill from touching her beautiful firm young ass as it clearly had to be something he had been longing to do. The thought of it got Steve so horny that later that night they had the most amazing sex, a bit rougher than normal but Alison didn't seem to mind that. 

She continued to work there for several months before she got so fed up with it all that she left. In that time Steve heard how this dirty creepy 60 year old man grew in confidence and became a constant nuisance to his lovely young busty blond girlfriend. It eventually got to the point where he was pestering her on an almost daily basis, often just coming right out and asking her to show him her tits. Along with that she had to stay alert all the time so as to stay out of his reach, it was sexual harassment at the worst level. Just before she left he even went so far as to offer her money if she would let him feel her up for a few minutes. It was clear to Steve she was driving this old guy mad and to be honest it annoyed him, but at the same time he could easily understand how frustrating it must be to have to look at her every day but not being able to touch! He couldn't help getting a kick out of the thought of this desperately frustrated old man probably wanking himself off endlessly over Alison wishing he could be doing what Steve was free to do to her anytime he wanted...........................

That was a couple of years ago and Alison and Steve were now married and settling into their new life together and she really hadn't given old Ernie another thought since leaving that job. 

Steve however had carried the thought with him ever since, and it held as strong in his mind as ever. Like most men, no matter how gorgeous their partners were, he would enjoy taking the time alone with his thoughts to masturbate from time to time, and almost every time he would think of that dirty old man drooling over his lovely Alison. He would fantasise how it would have been if she had given him what he wanted, he would put himself in the old mans mind and imagine him getting his wicked way with her. This would always get him so excited that he would come almost instantly. 

Not that Steve needed much incentive to get himself in the mood. When you have a beautiful young wife like Alison, with a perfectly shaped ass that would rival many black girls and firm toned slender body yet with tits like water melons thrusting out in front, then you're in the mood pretty much all the time! He knew he was the envy of all his friends and often noticed the way they and most other guys looked at her, he knew he was a very lucky man.

Just down the road from where they now lived there was a small local bar, nothing special but it was cheap and seemed to have a fairly friendly atmosphere and so the young couple would pop in now and again for a quick drink whenever they got the chance. Obviously Alison caused quite a stir the first time they went in, for many of the men, especially the older ones, a girl like her was clearly something rarely seen. This became more obvious as the night went on, it seemed that none of them could take their eyes off her. But this was something that Alison had grown used to and she seemed not to mind too much. That is until one night when the two of them went in and there was somebody else in there, somebody that Alison certainly hadn't expected to see........Ernie.

He was at the far end of the bar and she saw him instantly and pulled Steve to one side hiding behind him as she did. She pointed him out and explained who he was expecting that he wouldn't remember as it had been a couple of years since she had last spoken about him. Steve pretended to not remember at first and then seemed to vaguely recall who she was talking about. Of course he knew straight away who he was, the whole scenario with Alison and the old pervert had been something he had played through his mind many times, giving him one of his most frequently used fantasies, but of course she could never know that.

Now he could at last see what she meant when she described him, he really was an ugly and dirty looking old man, the sort that a beautiful young girl like his Alison would definitely never in a million years have any association with. Steve thought how he looked much as he had always imagined, balding old and fat. Not massively fat more overweight and flabby, even for a man in his sixties he looked in poor shape, clearly he took little care of himself. Along with this he was very grubby and looked as if he could definitely benefit from a good wash, add to this the state of his tatty old clothes and you start to get the picture of a rather sad and pathetic looking specimen.

The young couple took a seat at the far end of the room in the hope that he wouldn't see her, and it seemed to work until Alison had need to use the bathroom. Steve was unsure how he felt but watched with great interest as she crossed the room trying her best to be discreet and keep a good distance away from him. Unfortunately with her lovely blond hair and stunning figure there was no way she could really expect not to be noticed, and almost straight away she was.

Steve saw the old man almost drop his glass as his mouth fell open in what appeared to be total disbelief at seeing her again. He watched her walk across the room without so much as a blink as she vanished into the ladies room. At that moment he put his glass down on the bar and excitedly nudged his two friends, he was clearly talking about her as he seemed to hold his cupped hands out in front of himself as someone does when describing a big pair of tits.

Steve couldn't help but be intrigued and wanted to know what he was saying. So quickly he gulped down his beer and went to the bar for another, deliberately standing within earshot of the old men. Without them realising it he could just about make out what they were saying over the background noise of the bar.

"Oh that's that girl you used to keep going on about," one of the others said.

"Yes yes," he replied, "I told you she was fuckin' gorgeous didn't I? Have a proper look when she comes out."

This was followed by some leg pulling by the other two saying he was a dirty old pervert and asking what a girl like that would ever see in someone like him.

"I'm tellin' you," he said, "she used to tease me all the fuckin' time!" The others laughed but the clearly deluded old fool went on. "Yeah yeah, she knew what she was doin' wearin' such tight little skirts and with them big bouncy boobs and all!"

Just then she came back out from the ladies room. "Look at her tits look at her tits," Ernie excitedly told the others. 

"Phwoar!" Came the response as they all ogled the pretty blond and her phenomenal 32HH bust as it jiggled with every step as she made her way back to her seat.

"Fuck look at that ass too, oh my God!" One of the others said.

Rather than the sad and pathetic specimen that he first appeared it quickly became obvious that Ernie wasn't someone deserving of any pity, in fact quite the opposite, he wasn't a very pleasant character at all. Steve knew he should have probably said or done something, but instead for some unknown reason he just took the drinks he had just bought and went back to sit with his young wife without a word of what he had just heard..........

.........Over the next few weeks Steve had taken to going into the bar for a quick drink on his own, Alison having seen Ernie in there obviously was not keen to return. Each time he went in he would see the old man, sometimes with his friends but more often than not on his own. It was always the same, the dirty old pervert would sit at the end of the bar eyeing up every female that came in, old or young, fat or thin, it didn't seem to make much difference, he clearly had a one track mind. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 29



After a few weeks Steve got to know the barman in there quite well and it wasn't long before his curiosity got the better of him and he started asking about the lonely old man that sat at the end of the bar.

It turned out he was single and had been for many many years, the rumour was that his wife had left him about 20 years ago when he was apparently sent to prison. It came on good authority, apparently, that he had been convicted for a serious sexual offence. Some thought it had just been some sort of misunderstanding, some thought it was more than likely some sort of minor offence, while others were convinced it was something far more serious. The truth is that nobody really knew, but he certainly had a bad reputation for being something of an old pervert, something which of course Steve pretty much knew already...............

As he continued to observe the old boy it soon became obvious to Steve why he had been such a constant pest to his lovely Alison. A filthy old fart like that with only one thing ever on his mind must have thought all his Christmas's had come at once when she turned up with her fresh youthful beauty and extremely curvaceous figure. He knew everything about the old man was disgusting and he knew he should maybe have gone over to him told him who he was and knocked his block off. 

But for some unknown reason the thought of this old dirty pervert who was well into his sixties lusting over his gorgeous sexy young wife still seemed to excite him. He couldn't help but smile smugly to himself at the thought of all the nights the filthy old creep must have spent in his dingy old bedroom wanking himself off his head spinning with images of her. 

Above everything else he must have prayed endlessly for an opportunity, a chance, a chance to enjoy her firm young body, just once!

Steve knew from what Alison had said in the past that he had a thing for her huge tits, and who could blame him. He knew that he would have probably given just about anything to get his hands on them and give them a good squeeze, something that Steve was free to do any time he liked. He also knew that he must have been driven crazy by her shapely and incredibly cheeky ass, especially when she wore some of her short tight skirts, hence the reason for touching her up that day in the corridor. He must have longed for a chance to grope and fondle it, again something that Steve was free to do any time he liked. Oh yes, Steve certainly had good reason to smile smugly to himself.

Several months went by and Steve went to the bar less and less, until one day the two of them had an invite to go to a new years eve party being held by some of his old friends from college. It was celebrate the coming of 1990 and as it turned out the party was being held in that very bar. As it also had accommodation above a few of the guys had booked rooms to stay the night, obviously the plan was for a heavy nights drinking. Surprisingly for Steve Alison thought it a good idea and said she would look forward to it. He thought this a little strange as she wouldn't normally go near the place and it caused some suspicions he had had in the past to raise their ugly head again.

He had nothing to base his suspicions on but he always felt that Alison had a bit of a thing for some of his old college buddies. She had always had quit a high sex drive and when you look as good as she does then you can't help but be a little nervous, especially when there are hot blooded young men around, even if they are friends.

Anyway Steve tried to put these worries out of his mind and soon the night of the party came and Alison, of course, looked absolutely gorgeous.

She wore an electric blue dress made from a stretch fabric that looked as if it had been literally painted onto her incredibly curvaceous body. With every step she took the fine material stretched tighter across her lovely ass. There was no doubt she had to be wearing a thong from the way you could see the separate individual shape of each of her beautifully rounded buttocks. Alison was convinced it made her bum look too big, but after some persuasion from Steve she decided to go with it. The truth was it did make it look bigger, but that was no bad thing, in fact it just looked even sexier than ever! It was nice and short too but still just long enough to cover the tops of the sheer black stockings that coated her shapely legs.

It had a single zip that ran full length up the front, all the way to the neck so no cleavage on show. But the tease of the large round silver hoop on the zipper hanging at her neck conjured up thoughts of how easy it would be to just pull it down. 

Being a stretch fabric it clung to her slender waist, something that was the envy of many women when you consider she was less than a year into motherhood. The way her body seemed to just ping back into shape was the source of much amazement, and not just a little jealousy. The only noticeable change her recent maternal condition had left her with was an increased swollen firmness to the pair of 32HH breasts that stood out proudly in front of her. Without shame they seemed to push the dress to its limits inviting everyone to glare in mouth watering disbelief.

She was a true spectacle, and to finish the look of she wore a pair of black shoes with bright blue 5 inch heels that matched the colour of her dress.....she was complete perfection.

The party was quite loud and busy and Steve as always was proud to be with the girl that everyone seemed to be looking at. Within very little time Alison had had a few vodkas and started to enjoy herself. Steve had seen it all before and recognised the signs. She was starting to get a little drunk, it wasn't obvious to those who didn't know her because she always looked outwardly fine, but Steve knew and as the night wore on he could see her inhibitions fade, a clear sign that she was maybe having more to drink than she should. 

While all this is going on Ernie had arrived and was rather pleased to see his local bar full of so many young people enjoying themselves....in particular, well in fact only really, so many young women.

Then he saw Alison, he couldn't believe it, she was looking even hotter than ever, if that were possible. He felt his mouth fill with saliva and his old cock twitch in his trousers as he drank in the vision of the lovely 21 year old in that incredible tight blue dress. He took a seat at the bar and never once took his eyes off her. The hair on the back of his neck seemed to rise as he thought of all the fantasies that he had unknowingly given him, so many more than he could ever hope to remember, and now there she was again, right in front of him! 

Alison had no idea he was there, but Steve saw him straight away. He smiled to himself as he watched the old man staring wide eyed at her clearly thrilled with what he saw. As the evening went on Steve made a point of checking on the old boy from time to time. He began to see what a dirty old man he was, particularity when he saw him leaving the toilet with what was obviously piss dribbled down the front of his trousers. Not only that his shirt was half tucked in and half hanging out, not a good look.

Ernie didn't care what he looked like, all he cared about was watching Alison, trying to remember every wonderful curve of her young body for when he would be alone in bed later. He knew he was in for a good time with nothing more than a vivid imagination and his trusty old right hand.....If only she knew how much pleasure she gave him.

She may have not known, but Steve had a pretty good idea, and as the music changed to a slow love song the thought of winding the dirty old pervert up some more suddenly seemed rather appealing.

He dragged his young wife out onto the dance floor and held each other close as they began to dance. Steve moved around until they were only a few feet away from old Ernie and Alison was positioned with her back to him. He glanced over and saw the old guy blatantly staring at her ass with his tongue almost hanging out.

It was then that Steve slipped his hands around her waist and into the dip of her lower back, slowly he felt his way down the steep outward slope of her ass until eventually his palms came to rest over each lovely rounded cheek. The old guys eyes widened and he took a visible gulp as Steve firmly gripped each one and began to massage them, something that Ernie could only ever hope to dream of doing, and he had so dreamt of doing it....many many times.

Steve rested his face into Alisons shoulder but kept an eye on the reaction from the old man. Knowing just how much Ernie would have given to be in his position Steve took great pleasure in demonstrating to him how only he and nobody else was free to do this with his sexy young wife. 

He gently fondled and squeezed her ass as a way of deliberately winding the filthy old pervert up. As he did he knew the hem of her dress was slowly riding up at the back. He smiled smugly to himself as the old boy sat at the bar frozen to his stool with his drink in his hand halfway to his mouth unable to believe what he was seeing.

Ernie felt like he could have a heart attack at any moment as the dark band of her stocking tops came into view. He had no idea that this sexy young girl that he had fantasised over so many times wore such things. It was more than he could have ever dared hope for and he stared in continued disbelief as to his utter amazement the dress went higher revealing sexy black lace suspenders too. To his mind anyone that wore stockings and suspenders knew what they were doing and it looked like it was turning out that she really was the naughty little cock teaser he had always hoped she was after all.

It was such an unbearable thrill for him, more thrilling than anything he could ever remember seeing. He couldn't tear his eyes away despite the intolerable agony of knowing he would only ever enjoy this dream girl in his mind and never for real. It was that thought that tortured him more than any other!

The old guy held his breath as he waited to see how far the hem of the skin tight blue dress would go, was he going to get to see her oh so cheeky ass? Surely not.....surely not!

He watched with his jaw almost on the floor and saliva actually dribbling from his bottom lip oblivious to the room full of people around him. He had an erection that you could hang your coat on as the sexy tight blue dress went higher. Then, just as he thought he might see her panties, Alison reached behind herself and pulled it back down. Steve's reaction was to give her a sharp slap on the ass before continuing with their dance......something else that Ernie had longed to do.

As the night drew close to an end and people started to drift off home Steve and his friends were now seated around a table talking loudly, clearly rather the worse for drink. there was five guys, including Steve, and they all had their respective partners either sitting on their laps or at their sides.

Now there had been talk that a couple of the group had indulged in a little wife swapping a few times, and strangely enough the conversation soon got around to that very subject. The pro's and con's of such an activity was debated over several more drinks until someone suddenly piped up that as they had rooms booked upstairs why not give it a try. 

Steve was instantly against the idea but before he could speak everyone else seemed to cheer and be up for it......including Alison. To say he was angered by her apparent enthusiasm would be something of an understatement. He knew she had been drinking and he knew the way that affects her but he didn't expect her to be quite so keen to go along with the idea. 

Without anyone really asking Steve it was soon decided that the guys would take their relevant partners upstairs, one to each room, and return with the key to that room and put it in a hat. Everyone seemed to know how it worked and it soon became apparent that this was something they had obviously done before. It all seemed to happen so fast and a very annoyed Steve felt like he had just been railroaded into the whole idea. 

As they all went upstairs he knew there was no way he was going to let any of his friends have his wife, it just was not going to happen! Even worse was the thought that she was keen on the idea, he knew she always fancied a few of his friends but never thought she would do something like this.....he was very angry and very upset.

Deep down he knew it was the drink that had lightened her inhibitions but if she thought she was going to have a good time with one of these guys then she was very much mistaken! His mind was working overtime on how he was going to get out of this fix, he didn't want to appear to be a bore and a prude in front of his mates but at the same time he couldn't stand the idea of his lovely young wife with any of them.

It was as they reached the top of the stairs that he suddenly had an idea, an idea that would get him out of this impossible situation and maybe even give him the last laugh.

They went into the bedroom and Steve told her that he would only agree if she put a blindfold on so she couldn't know which of the other four she was going to be with. Acting rather tipsy she smiled and agreed thinking if that was what he needed her to do for him to be okay with it then that was what she would do. Besides she thought it might actually add an exciting dimension to the whole experience. 

Steve took a clean white handkerchief from his pocket and tied it tightly around her head covering her eyes so she couldn't see, luckily it was long enough to put a double knot in it so it would stay firmly on. 

He couldn't believe how she was up for this, even more annoyingly he couldn't believe that she hadn't seen his reluctance to play along, it was as if she didn't care whether she hurt him or not. Of course she did care and never intended to hurt his feelings, but under the influence of slightly too much alcohol as she was she honestly thought he wanted to do it too.

Anyway all he planned to do was leave the room and then return himself a few minutes later....simple! In fact he quite liked the idea of fucking while she wore a blindfold, maybe he could push the boundaries a little further with her than she would normally allow. As far as she was concerned he could be anybody, and with her being a little intoxicated she would never have to know it was really him.

As he left the room he told her that whoever came wouldn't be allowed to speak so she would never be able to figure out who it was. Leaving her sitting on the edge of the bed unable to see anything she just giggled childishly and said 

"okay."

When he returned back down at the bar he could see the look of excitement on all the other guys faces, it was clear to Steve that Alison was the real prize that they all wanted. 

"I'm sorry guys," he said, "but she doesn't want to do it now....sorry." 

The look of disappointment was clear on all their faces, and after some attempts to persuade him to go make her change her mind it was obvious that she was out of the game. Steve couldn't believe he had gotten away with it without losing face in front of all his mates.

All the while this had been going on there was somebody who had been taking a very keen interest in events....the scruffy elderly man at the bar......Ernie.

All the others got on with the "game" on their own and Steve went to the bar to get himself a drink. As he ordered it he sensed someone come and stand next to him.

"You not playing then?" 

It was Ernie, this was the first time the old man had spoken to him and Steve was slightly taken aback. He obviously had heard everything as he seemed to know all about what had just happened. 

"Nah," Steve replied as he dropped the room key on the bar and took a long swig of his fresh beer. He noticed from the corner of his eye the old boy looking at the key.

Steve pretended not to notice as the old man continued. "Y....you not going back to let her out then?"

"She can wait a few minutes," he replied.

"Ha ha," the old man laughed nervously, "bit too keen was she?"

Before Steve could answer the old man went on. "I....I know her y'know, I..I used to work with her.....Alison isn't it?"

"Yeah.....yeah that's right," Steve answered him rather puzzled by where this was all leading.

"I....if you want I'll go and let her out, y.....you know...if you're annoyed at her and don't want to speak to her...."

Steve turned to face him, it was the first time he had been this close and could straight away see why Alison used to get so irritated by his constant sexual harassment. To say he was an unattractive old boy would be an understatement. He looked every bit his sixty plus years, with cracked and wrinkled skin and thinning grey greasy hair. But if that wasn't enough he had horrible yellow teeth and froth at the corners of his mouth that caused him to constantly spit as he spoke. Even the whites of his eyes were yellowish and under his thin hair line Steve noticed a number of scabs dotted about all over his head.

Couple that with his grubby shirt and urine splattered trousers it was easy to see why he disgusted Alison so much.

Steve pretended to be surprised at the fact that he knew her and without thinking and for reasons that, to this day he didn't fully understand, he picked the key up and tossed it into the air for the old man to catch.

Of course he caught them straight away and it was then that Steve said to him, "I'm off, tell her she'll have to get make her own way home." Clearly he was still upset with her.

With that he got up and made his way to the door. Before leaving he turned just in time to see the dirty old man scurrying off up the stairs clutching the key in his grubby little hand. He had no idea why but as he left he decided to just let fate take it's course. But deep in the back of his mind was a thought that he couldn't help but find exciting, the thought of of the possibility that this filthy old pervert just might finally get his hands on his lovely young wife...............................

.................................Ernie couldn't believe his luck at what had just happened as he hurriedly climbed the stairs. 

When he got to the top he looked behind to see if anyone was following him. It was clear, he was the only one around and couldn't help but grow more excited by the second as he looked along the door numbers trying to find the one that matched the key gripped firmly in his dirty old hand. 

As Ernie got to the door he was trembling from head to toe. He licked his lips to clear the froth that was forming at the edges of his drooling old mouth. 

With clammy sweating hands he reached for the door handle, he had no idea what awaited him on the other side but he was prepared for the inevitable scream that would surely come for him to get out. The thought that Alison was the other side all alone was all the encouragement he needed, it was just too much of an opportunity, one that he would certainly never have again.

The door creaked a little as it opened alerting Alison as to somebody's arrival. Still a little the worse for drink she stood up wondering with some nervous excitement who the mystery man might be.

Old Ernie simply could not believe his eyes when he saw Alison rise to her feet, he was so stunned that it took him a few seconds before he realised she was blindfolded! things were just getting better and better!

The gorgeous 21 year old blond looked like nothing on earth, the tight dress that clung to her phenomenal curves had ridden up slightly showing the teasing dark band of her stocking tops. The clinging fabric showing off her huge firm mouth watering bust in all it's splendour and glory. 

Hurriedly but quietly he closed the door behind him.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 29



"Hello?" Alison called out with a playful giggle.

Old Ernie approached her somewhat cautiously. As he did she reached out her hands much as a blind person would trying to find where he was. 

"Ooooh I wonder who it is?" Again her voice had a playful tone.

He was somewhat unsure of what to do as he came closer to the young woman that had been the source of all his fantasies for the past couple of years. As he looked up and down her gorgeous body he felt his already semi-hard cock stiffen more and more. There she was, the same lovely young thing that used to tease him daily, and it didn't take more than a few seconds before he realised just how this could be his one big chance, a chance he never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever get!

He was desperately excited but knew he had to be clever too. As he came within her reach he dragged his forearm across his heavily salivating mouth before nervously taking her by the wrists and moving her hands back down by her sides.

"Oooh...okay," said Alison clearly convinced it was one of her husbands hunky friends. She sensed him moving around behind her, the closeness of his body and the tension in the air starting to get her a little turned on.

She couldn't have been further from the truth, if she had known the man standing behind her was the dirty ugly old pervert that had dogged her life for so long she would have ran screaming from the place!

Stepping up behind her Ernie looked down to see the huge bulge in his filthy stained old trousers just an inch or two away from that lovely cheeky ass that he had so long worshipped. It was pointing straight at it and the temptation to go the extra inch or two and rub himself up against her was almost too much to resist. He licked his lips and breathing so heavily that he felt sure he would give himself away he placed his trembling hands onto either side of her slender waist. 

This was his first touch and it was only her waist, but she felt so good!!!!

Alison turned her head to one side and Ernie noticed her bite down on her bottom lip as she let out a quiet sigh. It was then that the filthy old pensioner felt his erection touch against her ass.

"Oooh......someone's pleased to see me," Alison whispered with a naughty smile on her face. 

He didn't know quite what to do next, but if he was worried that she might be shocked he needn't have been. Obviously lost in the thought that he was someone else Alison arched her back and pushed her ass out against him. His eyes rolled back in his head and he had to stifle a groan of sheer pleasure. She clearly knew what she was doing as she moved her ass around until his throbbing cock nestled neatly between her firm round cheeks, he was truly worried that he might easily just come right there in his underpants.

He couldn't believe his luck, was this really happening? How far would he be able to get before she realised who he was?

But suddenly none of that mattered as Alison leant her head back and rested it against the side of his face, he closed his eyes and let out a long sigh as he felt her beautiful blond hair so soft and clean against his cheek. The stale unclean stench that seemed to hang around Ernie all the time was luckily masked by the strong smell of alcohol on his breath. This was coupled with the fact that Alisons senses had also been numbed somewhat by her own alcohol intake. 

This was such an unbelievable thrill for the the dirty sad old man, but he wanted more, and as if she knew she did something that left him with no doubt that he was now the luckiest man alive.

With his mouth hanging open in stunned awe he looked down her front to see her bring her hand up and slowly start to tug the zipper at the front of her dress downwards from her neck. At the same time he couldn't resist feeling his way down over her curvaceous hips, as he did he felt her suspenders through the fine material of her dress. While she pulled the zip down inch by inch slowly revealing more and more of her cleavage his sweaty trembling hands found their way down to her now exposed stocking tops. As he began to feel her smooth nylon clad thighs he pressed his cock harder against her ass while all the time watching her pull the zipper lower and lower slowly revealing more and more of her phenomenal bust.

She stopped at her waist and as if by magic the stretch material parted in an attempt to return to it's natural shape giving way to the force of her huge thrusting knockers. The filthy old pervert just watched in stunned silence unable to quite believe his eyes as they fully emerged in all their glory. 

She was wearing a beautiful black lace half-cup bra containing the most incredible pair of tits he had simply ever seen! It was too much for him to resist as he brought his hands up the front of her body towards them. Nothing was going to stop him, he had to touch them, no man alive would be able to resist such unbearable temptation.

Alison said nothing as his hands gently cupped them from underneath, his fingers exploring the fine lace detail of her magnificent 32HH bra. Slowly he felt his way outwards along their underside until his hands were positioned over the front of them. At long last he had this gorgeous girls magnificently huge breasts in his hands and couldn't help but groan in ecstasy as he finally got to do the one thing he thought he would never get to do.............he gently squeezed Alisons lovely big tits.

She let out quite a loud sigh and Ernie began to realise that as long as he kept his identity a secret there was a good chance he would be able to do pretty much anything he liked. In her mind he was a handsome young hunk of a man who was making her wetter and wetter by the minute. She had no idea that the reality was a disgustingly dirty grey haired old man with yellow teeth scab encrusted head and filthy clothes, had she any idea she would have been out of there like a shot.

This was too much of an opportunity for old Ernie, all that time he had spent lusting after her, fantasising over her, wishing he could just touch her. All those lonely nights he had spent in his stinking bed with his mind full of images of her unable to control himself, having to wank himself off constantly just to get some relief from his torment! Now here she was showing him her phenomenal breasts contained in her lovely lace bra allowing him to fondle and feel all he liked.

Growing ever more desperate to make the most of this unbelievable situation he began to massage and squeeze her tits all over with his dirty groping old hands. He was amazed at just how incredibly solid they felt and Alison gave no objection as his handling of them grew rougher and rougher. 

Saliva ran from the sides of his mouth trickling down his chin and soaking into her hair as he desperately grabbed and mauled every inch of the most phenomenal pair of tits he had ever seen. 

Alison turned slightly towards him giving him his first real chance to grab a feel of her gorgeous bum, and oh was it gorgeous! It felt so firm and cheeky as he fondled one perfectly shaped buttock and then the other with his left hand while his right hand continued to grope her huge tits.....pure Heaven! 

He looked down into her smooth swollen cleavage and went to slip his fingers inside her bra. As he did Alison brought a hand up between her breasts and in an instant released the catch that held the beautiful black lace cups together. The bra instantly gave way to the outward thrust of her contained tits as they literally sprang free.

He had never seen anything like it, they looked just incredible, so big and round standing out so proudly in front of her topped off by bullet hard erect nipples that were clearly crying out for attention.

Without hesitation the rampant old pervert dipped his head and locked his filthy drooling mouth onto one sucking it hard. 

"Ooooh yes you naughty boy," Alison hissed as he slobbered all over them sucking and chewing on her ever growing nipples. 

He was clearly growing more and more desperate as his other hand found its way up the back of her dress forcing it's way between her legs. He could feel the moist warm softness of her lace covered pussy as he wormed his fingers deeper between her thighs. Like the amateur he was he roughly rubbed them back and forth against her in an attempt to get her even more excited. But he didn't need to, she was already excited and becoming desperate for satisfaction too. 

She went to touch his face as if to kiss him. He paused to look at her, he would have loved nothing more than to taste those sensual young pouting lips, but he was afraid that it would give the game away. So he released his grip on her and quickly took hold of her wrists. Before she had the chance to wonder why he had turned her away and towards the bed.

As Alison felt the edge of the bed against her knees she leaned forwards and placed her hands flat on the mattress, thrusting her ass in the air in the process! Old Ernie couldn't hold back his urges any longer, he needed to satisfy the throbbing pulsating cock constrained in his dirty old underpants. The sight of Alison bent over the bed with her dress now ridden exposing the sheer perfection of her beautifully rounded buttocks was more than a mere mortal could withstand, he needed satisfaction and he needed it now!

Hurriedly he unbuckled his belt and his dirty smelly trousers dropped to his ankles quickly followed by his even dirtier and smellier underpants. Breaking out in a full body sweat and in too much of a hurry he pulled his shirt straight off over his head.

He took a second to admire in almost total disbelief what was waiting for him before slipping her sexy black thong over her hips and letting the lace garment slide slowly down her stocking clad legs all the way to the floor. 

The sex starved old perverts cock was as hard as stone and bulged thick with throbbing veins, the swollen head a dark shade of purple from being almost strangled by his retracted foreskin. A sticky string of pre-cum oozed from it's tip trailing all the way to the floor, never was a man more in need of satisfaction. 

With an almost feline-like motion she took her position on all fours on the edge of the bed. He placed his trembling sweaty old hands on her beautiful ass cheeks and gently prized them apart slowly exposing the glistening pink lips of her sweet juicy waiting cunt. This was it, the moment he had only ever dared to dream of, never for a moment thinking it could ever really happen!

He stepped up behind her and pressed the tip of his desperate erection into the folds of her now slightly gaping lips causing it to jerk and twitch uncontrollably. Shaking all over he started to push himself forward into her completely overwhelmed by the absolute ecstasy of feeling the tightness of her warm wet hole around his manhood. 

At the same time she pushed her ass back against him and in no time at all she had taken his full length deep inside her. He couldn't believe it and watched in complete disbelief as she started to ride herself up and down on his rigid pole flexing the muscles in her pussy gripping it so tightly.

He wasn't going to be able to withstand this sort of treatment for very long, his cock already dribbling a sticky stream of pre-cum into her. He couldn't hold back a moment longer, there was no point in even trying. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back hard against him, over and over he did this ramming himself into her with a violent roughness that Alison couldn't help but enjoy.

With every thrust the slapping sound of her now soaked pussy rang around the room. He reached forward for a fist full of her lovely blond hair and pulled her head back towards him as far as the arch of her back would allow. He then reached around her and squeezed the obscenely massive pair of tits that now thrust far out in front of her. 

Unable to control himself he bit down onto her neck with his filthy yellow stained teeth sucking as much of her soft sweet skin into his mouth as possible. Slobbering and drooling like a rabid dog he frantically thrust himself back and forth inside her as deeply as he could possibly go. Her massive tits bulged out between his tightly gripping fingers as he squeezed them as hard as he could relishing the feel of their unbelievable firmness. 

The sensation of her pussy tightly wrapped around his stiff throbbing cock was all too much and the filthy pig of a man felt his aged old balls tighten as he pounded himself into her with all the energy he could muster. 

This was it, there was no holding back now, as all too soon he felt the massive surge of spunk that was now powering it's way through his shaft. In a moment of unbelievable ecstasy he exploded a vast torrent of his filthy seed deep into Alisons lovely waiting cunt. Over and over he pumped himself into her puffing and panting as he filled her up with more and more of the dirty smelly stuff.

Alison writhed against him thinking that she was milking the cock of one of her husbands fit handsome friends oblivious to the fact that she really being pumped full of the dirty stinking spunk of a pervy old man, an old man that was enjoying the single most incredible experience of his life.

On and on he bucked into her spewing a seemingly endless river of his hot creamy spunk inside the pretty blond 21 year old, his hands feeling and groping all over every last inch of her lovely voluptuous young body.

As his pace inevitably slowed he took long deep hard thrusts into her, almost pulling himself out before ramming himself back in right up to his balls over and over again. Alison was loving it and every time his cock was buried as deep as it would go she couldn't help but grind herself back against him, the walls of her cunt wringing every last drop out of him. 

Then all too soon he found himself running out of energy and wrapped his arms around her as he lay his full weight down on her back. Twitching and jerking his old cock spilt the final drops from his tired old balls as he slowly came to a halt. It was then that he began to realise that this girl was turning him on so much that he might actually be able to go again, he was still hard and very excited, quite something for a man of his age.

He rolled off her and flopped onto the bed on his back as he tried to catch his breath for a few moments. 

But Alison hadn't finished, it had all ended too quickly for her and she still needed satisfying. With the blindfold still in place she was unaware that laying on the bed next to her was a tired worn out old man in his sixties, a vile dirty old man that she knew only too well. 

Old Ernie could only watch it utter disbelief as without any warning she removed her dress and let it drop to the floor along with her bra. Standing before him in only a very sexy pair of black lace stockings and suspenders was a vision too incredible for words. He had never seen anything more beautiful and sexy in his entire life. Those firm thighs and shapely hips, that slender toned midriff and of course those simply incredible gravity defying knockers!

As he admired the smooth tight freshness of her lightly tanned skin he watched as she found her way between his feet, which were still planted firmly on the floor. His old eyes widened in expectation as she knelt down between his legs and her fingertips felt their way with a soft delicate touch slowly along them.

Still laying back on the bed he raised himself up on his elbows for a better view. He could feel the sides of her huge swollen breasts pressing against the insides of his hairy old thighs as she felt her way further and further until she found his dirty old ball sack.

He gasped and tried to catch his breath as she took his balls lightly in one hand and started to feel her way along the length of his now fully erect cock with the other. Her soft touch caused it to twitch uncontrollably, something that put a smile on Alisons oh so pretty face. He truly thought he had died and gone to heaven as she wrapped her fingers around the base and lifted it from his stomach towards her mouth.

Luckily for them both it was so coated in her juices that that was all she could smell and not the filthy rotten stench that usually emanated from the gnarled old thing. 

He watched in amazement as she extended her tongue and lightly flicked it across the underside of his exposed swollen purple end. She did this several times sending him crazy before pressing her lovely sweet lips over the tip and letting out a long husky sigh as she gently kissed it.

The taste and smell of her juices clearly fooled her senses, she had no idea of just how truly disgusting the dirty old thing was. Ernie couldn't believe what he was seeing, the sight of his neglected old cock being so lovingly caressed by Alisons beautiful sweet mouth was just out of this world.

If that wasn't enough things suddenly got even better as she slipped her lips down over it letting out a long moan of pleasure as she did. Already he could feel his balls starting to well up.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, lovely," she sighed as she slipped it from her mouth and held it against her cheek. "Ooooh what a lovely hard cock," she whispered seductively as she again slipped her mouth over the top of it. 

The old man couldn't believe what was happening, she was loving it. It was as much as he could do to stop himself from crying out as she sucked it harder and harder while swirling her tongue around all over his sensitive purple glands.

For several minutes he just lay there feeling like a spoiled King being treated to the most incredible experience of his life. He just wallowed in the treatment being lavished on him like the lazy pig that he really was.

Alison was still convinced it was one of her husbands friends and even thought she knew which one. The cock in her mouth felt so good and she was excited by just how hard she was able to make it, especially after she had just a few minutes ago already milked it dry.

Ernie reached down and gripped either side of her head, holding it down as he started to buck into her face with ever growing desperation, forcing his cock hard to the back of her throat. She started to gag but the old pervert just pushed her head down further and held it tight as he grew rougher and rougher with the excitement.

Alison was starting to choke as there came no let-up from his assault on her mouth. She could feel herself begin to panic as she realised that he wasn't going to stop and so with one almighty shove she managed to pull herself away from his grasp.

As she sat back on her heels trying to catch her breath Ernie was now way too over excited and wanted more....much more.

"Wow!" Alison said with some relief, "steady tiger!"

She was obviously not too upset by what had just happened and that gave Ernie all the confirmation, if any were needed, that there was more to come....much more.

At that moment Alison got to her feet and went to remove her blindfold. The old man saw what she was doing just in time and grabbed her wrists and pulled her towards him. Luckily she was still lost in the belief that he was someone else and without too much encouragement she clambered astride his haggard old body and knelt upright positioning her pussy directly over his now rock hard cock.

The dirty pervert couldn't wait for what was about to happen. Her huge tits thrust out in front of her firm tight body directly above him looked just out of this world. 

He bit down on his bottom lip as she reached behind herself, took his shaft in her hand and slowly lowered herself down onto it.

"Oooooooh yes," she sighed as she gradually impaled herself on it more and more. 

Ernie was just completely lost in the overwhelming excitement of it all as her beautiful firm ass came to rest on his balls. She sat there with his cock inside her just about as deep as it was possible to be, her entire naked body offered to him on a plate. For an old pervert like him it just didn't get any better than this!




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 30



Mandy had finally passed her driving test and was enjoying the freedom that came with having her own car. It wasn't much of a car just a small runabout, but it was enough for a 20 year old girl to get around in who, at the same time, was saving hard for a place of her own and so didn't have much money.

It was a warm Saturday night and the pretty big busted blond was on her way home from spending the day with a friend who had moved away about a year or so ago. It was a journey of about 30 miles that took Mandy through some narrow twisty country roads that she didn't know very well at all. 

The two of them had planned a couple of games of tennis as they often used to play together, but there was a problem. Although Mandy was dressed for it she had forgotten to wear one of the most important things, her sports bra. The half cup lacy number that she had on was a good fit and an expensive garment but not really the sort of thing that a big busted girl like Mandy could wear for something like a good game of tennis. 

So in the end they spent some of that afternoon catching up over a couple of drinks in a local bar. Mandy knew she had to be careful not to have too much as she had the long drive home and having just got her license she certainly didn't want to risk losing it already. But as is so often the case one drink led to another and before she knew it she had probably had one or two more than she should have, she wasn't drunk at all but she was a little concerned.

Anyway the couple of coffees and bite to eat she had before she left hopefully had put things right.....................................



................................Seth Green was your typical middle-aged lazy slob of a man, with a dead end job no money and fat nagging wife that made his life a complete misery. The years of slouching in front of the television swigging beer all night had taken their toll on his already ailing 57 year old body. He hated his life and what he was but he never seemed to try to do anything about it. It had gotten to the stage where everything was so boring and mundane that he sometimes wondered what the point was in going on. Not that he was the sort to ever really consider taking his own life, he was far too cowardly for that, and besides he would probably get it all wrong and fail miserably as he did with most things. He could easily see the rest of his life ahead of him and it wasn't something that filled him with much in the way of optimism. This was not least because he was such a useless lump that who just couldn't be bothered to make things change, so he really had nobody but himself to blame.

On this particular Saturday he had been doing much the same as any other, sitting on his fat sweaty ass watching television while his equally fat and sweaty wife spent most of her time going on at him. He tried his best to ignore her moaning on about the state the house was in and asking him when was he going to do something about it....but it wasn't easy!

By about 5pm he had had enough of the constant irritating sound of her voice and got up from the sofa he had been slumped on all day to go out. 

"Oh about time!" She shouted with a roll of the eyes, "not going to actually do something is he!"

Still taking no notice of her he glanced at his reflection in the hall mirror as he passed it. Looking back at him was an overweight unfit lump of a man who seemed to be looking older with every passing day. Pausing for a second he leaned forward to inspect a yellow stain he had noticed down the front of the smelly old string vest he was wearing. He remembered the runny egg sandwich he had for lunch and with a shrug of indifference he just ignored it. The tatty old garment did nothing to conceal his flabby man-boobs or the round hairy beer belly that hung over his trousers.....he wasn't a pretty sight, and he knew it. 

Without a word Seth walked out through the front door and went to get into his car, his wife following closely behind asking him in a sarcastic tone where on earth he thought he was going.

Years of practise gave him the ability to just completely ignore her as he got into his car, started it up, and shoved it into gear. "Anywhere where you're not," he grumbled through clenched teeth as he pulled out of the driveway and headed off down the road.

As he drove out of town he stopped at a small corner news agents to buy something before heading off to a secluded spot on a quiet country road that he knew well. His beaten up old car rattled it's way along the deserted narrow lanes until he came to the clearing next to a field where he had pulled in so many times before. He liked this spot because he rarely saw anyone else and he knew he would be undisturbed so he could have some time alone to indulge himself in what was probably the only pleasure he still had in life.

He turned the engine off and reclined his seat a little before opening the brown paper bag containing his new purchase. Inside was the latest edition of his favourite adult magazine. He always picked this one because it came crammed full with pictures of young big busted models, and as far as he was concerned there was nothing better on this earth than beautiful girls with huge tits. 

As he pulled it out a smile came across his fat unshaven face as he cast his eyes over the picture of the scantily clad girl on the cover. He wasn't a complete fool, he knew the girls inside were the kind that he could only ever hope to dream about.....but then what's wrong with dreaming? Girls like these didn't exist in his world, and even if they did they would never give someone like him even the time of day, more than likely they would look at him as if he was something they had just trod in. But so what! Seth had a good imagination, and in the privacy of his thoughts he could be with girls like this and they would let him do whatever he wanted. 

He made a quiet low grumbling noise as he made himself comfortable by propping the magazine up against the steering wheel so his hands were free. He began to thumb his way through the pages licking his lips and muttering his delight at the pictures of all the beautiful girls inside. The sad old perv' soon came to the pages that contained the photo set of the girl on the cover.

"Mmmmmm ooooh yes, you dirty bitch," he mumbled to himself as he looked her over. 

She had everything he loved. A very sweet pretty face, lovely blond hair an incredible firm round ass and, most importantly, an absolutely huge pair of tits. 

He took a moment to read the article that accompanied the pictures which told him she was 19 and just out of college. Apparently she loved to have men ogle her tits and, if they asked nicely, she was quite happy to let anyone have a feel. 

"Oooh yes I bet you would you cock teasin' fuckin' bitch," he whispered. Everything that was written was complete bullshit of course but the old man obviously knew it, but it was so much better to believe what he was reading no matter how ridiculous it sounded.

The first pictures were of her looking a right tease in some very sexy white lacy underwear sitting on the edge of a bed. Instantly Seths hand dropped into his lap to take care of his swelling erection. He squeezed the ever growing thing through his trousers as he began to imagine himself there in the room with her.

He continued mumbling under his breath, "ooh fuck me....you want some of my cock?" 

He looked every bit the filthy old pervert thumbing through his dirty magazine licking his lips as he slowly examined each picture in turn. He could almost hear her voice so soft and seductive in his head......"Ooh yes touch me....please touch me."

He made a strange deep grumbling sound and smiled as he slowly continued through the sequence of pictures. They were the usual sort of thing, laid out on a bed in her sexy underwear very slowly removing it little by little as they progressed. He turned the page to find the next picture was of her laid on the bed with her knees up and wide apart, her bra was gone and her tits stood up like mountains as she held one of them in her hand. Her other hand had slipped into the front of her lace panties making it look as if she was fingering herself.

"Oh yes yes, you want it don't you, you want my cock in your lovely wet pussy...." He continued.

In his mind he could hear her almost pleading with him, "yes yes yes, mmmmmmm ooooh yes please...." With a lick of the lips he began to rub his cock harder and faster through his trousers, the deluded dirty fat old fool was in a complete world of his own. 

The next few pictures showed her slowly peeling her panties down her legs. "Yes ooh yes you dirty fuckin' cock teaser," he went on as he now gripped his erection firmly through the material of his trousers and wanked himself as furiously as he dare, he didn't want this over yet.

Now he was looking straight down at her facing him with her legs wide open, her eyes shut with one hand massaging her huge left breast while the other now fingered her glistening gaping pussy.

Old Seth came back to the real world for a second and had a quick furtive look around to make sure there was no sign of anyone else on the quiet country road before unzipping his trousers and releasing his huge throbbing cock. It sprang out with ease standing up hard and straight, he was such a lazy slob that he hardly ever bothered putting any underpants , and today was no exception. The unclean smell of the dirty old thing seemed to fill the car as he turned to the next page.

She had turned herself over and was now on her knees with her gorgeous ass in the air, her face turned towards the camera with a look of pleasure all over it as her huge heavy tits swayed beneath her. The fat old slob puffed and panted as he grabbed his cock firmly in his sweaty fist and pumped it up and down trying desperately not to go too fast, "you want it you bitch You fuckin' want it!"

The next picture was the same only now she had reached down along under her body and was parting her wet pussy lips with her fingers. He could still hear her voice in his head, "ooooh Seth what a huge cock, mmmmm you dirty bastard please I want it in me oooh please...please fuck me with it!"

The dirty old wanker imagined himself kneeling behind her rubbing his swollen purple helmet against her gorgeous juicy slit. He wanted it to last as long as possible but the thought of forcing his cock into that lovely wet cunt was almost too much to take.

Just then his concentration was broken by the sound of a car coming along the road. 

"Shit!" He cursed as he dropped the magazine onto his lap to cover his erection and quickly leant his elbow on the door handle and rested his head in his hand trying not to look suspicious.

It came from behind and the old boy closed his eyes so it would look as if he was just having an innocent nap in the peace of the countryside. As he heard it drive by he pretended not to notice it and waited for it to carry on it's way. After a few seconds he figured it safe to open his eyes, but as he did he was annoyed to see it had pulled over on the side of the road about 50 yards ahead.

"Oh for fuck sake!" His anger soon grew as he noticed from the slight angle it was parked at that it seemed to have a flat front tyre. "Oh shit! Might as well fuck off home," he grumbled.

The driver was Mandy, and as she turned her engine off she sat in there for a second trying to figure out what to do. Something was wrong, she had no idea what, all she knew was that the car felt funny and was making a funny noise. As she got out it didn't take her too long to see what the problem was, she had a flat tyre. This was a first for the novice driver and instantly she felt a mild panic wash over her....now what was she supposed to do?

From where Seth was parked the car obscured his view, but he could definitely see she was a girl, and a blond one at that, suddenly he seemed in a little less of a hurry to drive off.

Mandy wasn't even sure exactly where she was, and even if she knew she couldn't call anyone because she had no signal on her phone. She instantly felt anxious and close to tears as she just stood there at a complete loss. It was then that she looked back down the road at the beaten up old car that she had just passed with the old man sleeping in it. Knowing she was miles from home and feeling rather frightened at the prospect of being stranded out in the middle of nowhere she wondered if the old man might be the sort of good samaritan to help her out.

With no choice other than to give it a try she started the brief walk back down the road towards him. She prayed that he would know what to as the alternative didn't bear thinking about.

Old Seth saw her walking towards him and sat up straight as his eyes focused on her. He hurriedly stuffed his swollen erection back into his trousers and slipped his dirty magazine under his seat.

"Fuck me!" He muttered as he watched the gorgeous young blond coming closer and closer.

It had been a hot day and Mandy was still dressed for the game of tennis that never happened.

She wore a yellow cotton vest top with a fairly low scooping neck that displayed an ample portion of her impressive cleavage. Being yellow it showed off her golden tan beautifully, but Seth wasn't paying too much mind to that, he was too busy ogling the clearly massive pair of tits that were gently bouncing and swaying within. The little stretch cotton top clung tightly to her curves displaying for his hungry eyes the phenomenal contrast between the size of her incredible knockers and her tiny slender waist.

In recent months Mandy had found her bras getting a little tight and having gone out to get fitted for some new ones she found she had now gone from a spectacular 34FF to a mind blowing 34GG.

As if that wasn't enough she wore the sexiest little white tennis skirt that was so short that that it offered a very real possibility that it may reveal a little more than it should.

"Jesus Christ!" Seth whispered under his breath as she came alongside the car.

"Excuse me," Mandy asked politely,leaning forward so she could speak through his opened window. "I don't suppose you know anything about changing wheels do you?" 

Old Seth couldn't quite believe his eyes and couldn't help but stare straight down into her huge swollen cleavage. Without realising it the pretty 20 year old was treating him to a spectacular view of the full firm roundness of her incredible breasts.

"Look at the size of those fuckin' tits!" He thought to himself. Still feeling the pulsating erection in his trousers he wondered if he was dreaming, it was as if someone had sent him this "angel" as an answer to all his prayers and wishes. It was one of those unbelievable situations where you kind of wish there was someone else there to witness what was happening. But there wasn't, and it was real....and he had to answer her question before she started thinking he was some sort of weirdo.

"Er, yes...yes, I think so, let's have a look. I..er...I'll just get me jack out of the back and I'll follow you back over there."

Mandy was so relieved to hear his words that she didn't pay any mind to how fat old and dirty he was, she didn't even notice the fact that as he got out of the car he had a suspicious looking lump in his groin area. All she could see was a knight in shining armour who was going to save her from this nightmare situation that she found herself in. She was so pleased that she could easily have thrown her arms around his neck and given him a huge hug, but as he was a stranger and may have thought her a bit weird she decided best not to.

Old Seth got his jack and wheel spanner and started to follow her back up the road to where her car was. It was only then that he got a good look at the unbelievable shape of her cheeky ass draped in the sexy little skirt. He had never seen a girl with so much going for her, her ass was as perfect as her tits. He could feel his cock harden as he watched the movement of each beautifully rounded cheek thrusting out in turn stretching tight the fresh white fabric of her skirt.

"Ooh you fuckin' cock teaser," he thought to himself as he watched the sway of her fit young ass in that lovely short skirt. "You know what you're doing you little bitch, you know I'm looking too don't you..."

The fact that he had been interrupted mid-wank was enough in itself to leave him in an excited state, but this girl was sending him over the edge, it was almost unbearable. This couldn't be happening, all the times he had dreamt of the gorgeous girls in his magazines and now here he was presented with a girl that, as unbelievable as it sounds, easily put them all in the shade.

As they got to her car he could feel his heart pounding in his chest like he had never felt it before. Sweat broke out across his forehead and his mouth dried as his eyes continued to roam up and down the body of this stunningly beautiful fresh blond haired girl.

"See!" Mandy said pointing at the wheel, "flat as a pancake!"

The old man had to quickly avert his gaze and focused on the tyre. "Oh yes, I see," he said as he struggled down onto all fours to have a look, puffing and wheezing as he did. 

"Anything I can do?" Mandy asked feeling a little awkward at seeing this overweight old man struggling, he was doing her a huge favour and she couldn't help but think she should be doing something to help.

"No no," he puffed, "it's okay I can manage." As he spoke he took the wheel spanner and started to loosen the wheel nuts. "Shouldn't take too long," he told her as he started to jack the car up off the ground.

The trouble was being so out of shape he found the physical exertion of changing the wheel quite hard, but the real problem was the hardness in his trousers. All he wanted to do was finish what he had started earlier....preferably all over this lovely cock teasing little bitch!

"Oh my names Mandy by the way," she said as she sat on the grass verge at the side of the road.

"Seth," he answered, "my names S...." His concentration was broken by the view he suddenly found himself presented with as he looked over at her. 

Mandy had no idea that from the way she was sitting, quite low to the ground with her head in her hands and her elbows resting on her knees, that she was giving him a view straight up her skirt. He couldn't believe his luck! Although he tried not to let her see him looking he couldn't help himself, he could see all the way up to what was clearly the white of her panties between her lovely tanned legs.

He just stared with his mouth open as his eyes focused on what he could now see was a thin strip of very sexy white lace, and not only that, he was sure he could see the crease of her pussy pressed against it.

The sex hungry old man's mind was now racing. She had to know he could see! Was she doing it on purpose? Was she deliberately trying to wind him up? 

It was only the briefest glimpse as Mandy suddenly realised what she was doing. "Ooh sorry about that," she said as she quickly repositioned herself. Quickly realising that she was never going to hide her modesty sitting there she got back to her feet.

Old Seth tried to focus his attention back on the job in hand, but it wasn't easy. She was just so beautiful in every way and he couldn't get the image of what he had just seen out of his mind. 

But he had to concentrate and with some effort he soon had the wheel off. He looked it over and could soon see why the tyre was flat. "Here's your problem," he said, "look!"

Mandy crouched down beside him this time with her knees tightly clamped together as he pointed out the small nail sticking out of the tyre. She pretended to be interested, but to be honest she didn't care what the problem was, all she cared about was if he could fix it so she could be on her way.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 30



Seth could feel his heart pounding in his chest at having a beautiful girl like this so incredibly close. With her attention on the damage to the tyre he was able to cast his eye over her chest without her knowing.

"Oh God look at them fuckin' tits," he thought to himself as he marvelled at their youthful firmness, very impressive for such a huge pair. He could feel his cock hardening up even more, which with no underpants wasn't something he could easily conceal. The thin cotton of her low cut top clung tightly to them showing off the perfection of their fully rounded shape. 

Being so close to this gorgeous girls mind boggling 34GG's meant the old man was starting to struggle to control himself, the way they stood out in front of her so big and proud made the temptation to touch them almost overwhelming. 

With a gulp to swallow the saliva building in his mouth he quickly took himself round to the back of the car to get out the spare wheel.

"Oh no!" He said.

"What is it?"

"Where's the spare?"

Mandy came around to have a look, she had never bothered checking to see if there was one. As she leaned forward to look into the back of the car old Seth was again treated to the sight of her huge full cleavage spilling forward from her top. This was pure torture, all he wanted to do was take them in his hands. He was desperate to feel the full firm ripeness of this gorgeous girls monstrous jugs! 

Still Mandy hadn't seen the now huge and obvious bulge in his trousers. She simply stepped back as he went back to the front of the car explaining that he would have to put the old wheel back on in case the car came off the jack.

Neither of them knew what to do from here, but as Seth replaced the wheel, and with his mind still spinning with thoughts of this girl, he did come up with a crafty little plan.

He attached three of the wheel nuts and slipped the fourth and final one in his pocket.

"Oh no!" He said.

"What is it?" Mandy asked, becoming worried at the thought of not knowing how she was going to get home.

"I think one of the wheel nuts must be somewhere under the blasted car!"

The car was still on the jack but the flabby old man wasn't able to bend enough to have a look under and so that task fell to Mandy.

Excitedly he moved back as the busty beauty got down onto all fours and with her head at ground level looked under the car. 

"I can't see it," she called back to him.

"It must be," he replied, "have a proper look."

With that she shuffled forward a little and with her head now under the car and with it being quite dark under there she reached out and started to feel around underneath.

The dirty old bugger took this golden opportunity to position himself just behind her to see if he could get a sneaky look under her sexy little skirt.

"Keep looking, it must be there," he said to her. As he did he stooped lower as if trying to look under the car from where he was too. 

His eyes nearly popped out of his head at the sight that greeted him. The white skirt was so short that it now just lay over the top of her ass. From the angle he was at he could see a good portion of her beautiful smooth round cheeks together with the crotch of her panties.

He instantly grabbed his throbbing erection and gave it a quick rub through his trousers. He wanted to see more and without even thinking he carefully took the hem of her skirt between his thumb and forefinger and gently lifted it up.

He had to bite down on his bottom lip as he found himself now staring straight at her absolutely incredible ass, the pretty white lace panties she wore clinging tight to her gorgeous fresh young buttocks. It was too much, his mouth watered and his cock stiffened even more, and Mandy hadn't even noticed!

But she was about to....

He could control himself no more, the temptation was more than anyone could be expected to withstand, especially a sex mad old pervert like Seth. So without a thought for the consequences he reached forward and touched those lovely white lace panties with his fingertips.

"Oh God," he whispered as he spread his fingers wide across her right cheek before bringing his palm to rest on it so he could feel the smoothness of its beautifully rounded shape. 

He couldn't believe she gave no reaction, surely she could feel what he was doing. But the truth was Mandy was confused for the few vital seconds that gave him this golden opportunity. She wasn't sure what she could feel, perhaps it was the evening breeze, or perhaps her imagination, surely it couldn't be the old man....could it?

Amazed by her lack of any reaction old Seth did what any man would do, he gently squeezed it. Instantly he could feel the incredible firmness, a firmness that had his cock twitching violently in his trousers.

Mandy suddenly jumped at what he was doing and as she did she banged her head hard against the underside of the car. It was a loud bang and she had clearly hurt herself, but as she groaned with the pain the old boy just saw this as another opportunity.

"Are you okay?" Came the concerned sounding response as he leaned forward to see what she had done. 

He had let the hem of her skirt drop but left his hand where it was. Seeing she was a little dazed and her attention was momentarily on the bang to her head the dirty old pervert continued to enjoy feeling his way around under her skirt. 

Mandy pulled her head out from under the car rubbing where she had hit it seemingly oblivious to where his hand was. Old Seth wasn't about to miss this unbelievable opportunity and continued for several seconds to fondle this incredibly sexy girls cheeky ass through her lovely white lace panties.

As she got to her feet the old man thought he had better not push his luck and after another second or two allowed his hand to fall away. 

"Ooh that hurt," she said as she continued to rub her head. He couldn't believe his luck, it may have been the shock from banging her head, or momentary amnesia, who knows...but she seemed completely unaware of what he had just done....he had gotten away with it.

He had to lick his now heavily salivating lips before he could speak. "Are you okay?" He said still pretending to be concerned.

"Yes...yes I'm fine thanks, ooh I don't know what happened there." She seemed a little confused and old Seth suggested she go and sit in his car while he finished sorting the wheel.

His mind was racing with what had just happened as he hurriedly replaced the final wheel nut. He dropped the jack and the car came to rest back down on the completely flat tyre.

He walked back to his own car looking around the deserted countryside. The light was starting to fade and he could see it was looking like she was stuck and he would probably have to give her a lift somewhere. As he approached the car he caught a whiff of stale sweat and lifted his arms to sniff his pits. 

Having just changed a car wheel and with it being such a mild evening the dirty fat old boy wasn't too surprised that he was giving off a bit of a stink. Being so unfit and overweight he often smelled like this and had become used to it seeing it as quite normal. So he just shrugged his shoulders as if to say, "so what!"

He opened the car door and climbed in only to see Mandy sitting in the front passenger seat with her head against the window and her eyes closed.

"Er...h..how you feeling?" Seth asked unable to help himself from casting an eye over her fit curvaceous young body.

There came no response and he became concerned that she may be knocked out. It was a concern that only lasted a few seconds though as he found his attention focused on just how hot she looked.

He brought his hand up to his mouth and bit down on his knuckles as he turned in his seat to face her. His mind went into overdrive as he again spoke to her to see if she was awake. Again there came no response and the old man shuffled a little closer.

"Oh fuck," he whispered as he freely ogled those gorgeous firm tits straining the flimsy yellow cotton top. He watched the swell of her massive cleavage rising upward with each breath. His face was now inches from hers as he continued to look down in stunned awe at the most incredible bust he had ever laid eyes upon.

"Are you awake?" Came the almost silent whisper from the creepy fat old man as he reached over and gently placed his hand on the far side of her face.

"Mmmmmmmm," she quietly sighed. With her eyes still closed it was obvious that she was at least very very drowsy, if not completely asleep.

With his mouth hanging wide open and spit dribbling from his bottom lip the disgusting old pervert couldn't believe his luck. Less than an hour ago he was looking at pictures of gorgeous big busted blond babes in his magazine, and now as if by magic he had a real one right in front of him!

He lowered his hand from her face and down her neck to her shoulder. Still there came no response and trembling with excitement he leaned forward and kissed her tenderly on the cheek. It felt so incredibly silky smooth and he held his breath in silence as he found it impossible to resist moving his hand down towards her breast. 

With eyes bulging from their sockets and sweat breaking out all over him old Seth couldn't quite believe what he was about to do. With still no reaction from the pretty blond he took this once in a lifetime chance and gently placed his clammy old hand onto one of those incredible lovely big tits.

He couldn't help letting out a deep long sigh of sheer pleasure as he slowly tightened his grip and gave it a gentle squeeze. This had to be without a doubt one of the biggest tits the sex hungry old boy had ever laid his hands on. As if it's size wasn't enough he was shocked and surprised by how firm it was, much firmer than he would have ever imagined.

"Oh Lord...." He whispered as he began to carefully fondle the incredible thing, "oh dear....oh my dear sweet Lord..." 

His hard-on was raging and without a care for whether she might awake he brought his other hand up and took hold of her other tit. He made a sort of strange whimpering noise as he squeezed and began to massage them both through her thin cotton vest top.

"Oh fuck lovely....so fuckin' lovely, mmmmmmm ooooh yes yes yes," he sighed still unable to quite believe what was happening. It was like a dream, almost impossible to believe that he had this lovely girls beautiful big firm knockers in his hands.

For several minutes he just stared at them while he took his time to enjoy squeezing and groping them all he liked. Dribbling and sweating he would excitedly squashed them together forcing her cleavage ever upwards. The sight was unbelievable and the dirty old pig pushed his face down into them and licked sucked and kissed all over the massive swell of tit meat.

He was getting so carried away that even if she now woke he probably wouldn't be able to stop, the urges that filled his body seemed almost beyond his control. 

In no time at all he had slipped the shoulder straps of her yellow top down her arms and exposed her incredibly sexy white lace bra. It was huge and Mandys boobs filled it to the absolute max. 

Again he lowered his head into them, but this time opened his mouth wide over her lace covered nipples and sucked hard. Grunting groaning and slobbering he feasted on her bra encased tits as if his life depended on it. 

He reached down unzipped his flies and, having no underpants on, his cock sprang straight out looking hard and angry as it throbbed and oozed fluid from it's tip. 

It was then that he lifted her sexy little skirt to reveal the delicate white lace panties concealed underneath.

"Ooh fuck look at that....look at that!" He whimpered as without hesitation he reached down and touched them. "Oh fuck me," he sighed as he traced the outline of her pussy with his fingertips pushing the fresh white lace slowly into the damp folds.

He brought his fingers to his nose and sniffed them. "Oh yes you dirty bitch," he whispered as he picked up the scent of her juices.

He was so excited, more than he could ever remember being and he wanted to do so much. But with his cock pulsating so much and dripping with copious amounts of pre-cum he knew there was a real danger that it could go off all by itself. With things becoming desperate he knew he had to do something quick. 

Luckily he had a big spacious car and he was able to kneel on the edge of her seat with one knee and throw his other leg across her to rest the other knee on the other side. Now straddling her still sleeping body he looked down at the gorgeous girl, he knew he couldn't lower his fat sweaty bulk down onto her lap, if he did he would probably crush her.

Instead he manoeuvred forward a little until his cock touched against her tits. He had never known a feeling like it, he was so close to the brink and had no idea how he was managing to restrain his overflowing balls.

Without a moment to spare he rubbed his erection up and down in her cleavage, it felt so good and the sweating old pervert knew he wasn't going to last long. With things now desperate he lowered his cock below her tits and pushed it up between them pulling the front clasp of her bra forward so he could go up behind it.

"Oh God!" Seth sighed with trembling breath. With the sexy lace bra holding her tits firmly together and his cock smothered in pre-cum the dirty sweaty old boy found he slid easily between the incredibly tight gap.

With an upward thrust his swollen purple helmet emerged from the depths of her cleavage just below her chin. It was a sight he never thought he would ever see and he couldn't control himself any longer. It was all too much as he drew it back down before thrusting upwards again, Feeling he was about to come he knew there was no holding back, all he could do was go with the inevitable.

He reached down and grabbed either side of her tits, squashing them tight around his desperately hard cock. With sweat pouring from him he rammed it up and down between Mandys amazing 34HH boobs.

With all the excitement he didn't notice her start to awaken. He was lost in a world of unbelievable ecstasy as he relentlessly pounded her with his cock.

Mandys eyes fluttered open to see a big fat hairy belly through a grubby old string vest right before them. It only took her a second to realise what was happening and immediately tried to push him off.

"Get off you dirty bastard!" Her cry fell on deaf ears and so she struggled and shouted again. "GET OFF ME! NO STOP STOP!!!"

Seth looked down to see her trying to shove him off, but he was too heavy and too determined. There was no way he was able to stop now.

The smelly fat old man shook all over with excitement as his thrusting grew faster and faster. "Oh God uh..uh..uh...I...I'm sorry ...uh..uh..uh," he hissed through gritted teeth. "I.....uh...uh...uh, I c....can't...uh..uh..uh...I...oh fuck fuck yes!" 

All of a sudden it happened, as his dirty stinking tool thrust upwards and emerged from her cleavage once more a huge rope of thick creamy spunk flew from its tip landing all across her sweet face.

"YES OH FUCK YES!!!" The old man cried as he tit fucked her for all he was worth covering her with load after load of his dirty stinking sperm. He had never known anything like it, never had he experienced such an orgasm as a seemingly endless torrent poured from him all over her huge breasts.

Mandy coughed and spluttered as she shook her head from side to side trying to avoid the deluge. 

"Get off m..." she again tried to shout, but as soon as her mouth opened she instantly tasted his spunk as it found it's way inside. Spitting and spluttering she still tried to push him off, but it was useless......and now too late.

The relief for the dirty pervert was overwhelming as he emptied his frustrated old balls of their creamy load. As he continued his pace slowed and soon he was squeezing the final drops from himself.

Mandy fell still realising there was no point in fighting now. At the same time letting out a long deep sigh old Seth slipped his cock out and carefully clambered off.

He took a moment to look over the wondrous sight, a sight he never imagined he would ever see, a gorgeous sexy girl like Mandy covered in his spunk. 

Mandy however just sat there in silence, shocked by what had just happened. 

The old man slumped back in his own seat and as he raised his fat sweaty ass to do his trousers back up he spoke. "Phew...that was good...thank you." The satisfied smile on his face said it all.

Still Mandy sat in silence. Sensing her obvious annoyance Seth changed his attitude. "Well you shouldn't be such a prick teaser should you," he said as if it were somehow her fault. "What do you expect walking around with huge fuckin' tits like that eh?"

Still ignoring him she opened the car door got out and headed back down the road towards her own car. As she walked she wiped away the dirty sticky mess that covered her face with her fingers. It seemed to be everywhere and as she approached the car her first thought was to get a cloth to try and clean herself up.

Meanwhile Seth started his engine and slowly began to creep along behind her to where she was parked. As he drew up alongside he saw she was just finishing cleaning herself up and as if nothing had happened asked her if she wanted a lift.

It was then that the pretty blond suddenly changed launching a barrage of insults at him. It was like water off a ducks back though and the old boy just sat there until she had finished before again asking if she wanted a lift. 

It may sound crazy but she knew she had no choice. There was no way she wanted to be stranded out there all night, and besides he had done what he had done now and hopefully that was it. Even after everything she had been through over the last year or so she was still so naive as to the workings of the male mind.

Soon after a token stand-off she reluctantly got back in the car and the two of them were driving through the narrow twisty roads.

Mandy was uncomfortable at the way he kept on looking at her. She now wished her skirt wasn't so short or her top so revealing. It was clear that he approved from the way he was unable to keep his eyes on the road for more than a few seconds at a time.

The truth was he could feel himself getting turned on again, how could he not? She was sat there with that white tennis skirt so teasingly short displaying her lovely firm young thighs in all their glory. Along with that he still couldn't quite get over her tits, and despite what he had already done he still had an unbearable urge to reach out and fondle them.

After about 10 or 15 minutes Mandy began to realise that the road they were on didn't look familiar, in fact she had no idea where she was at all. Then, as the realisation of her situation dawned on her, the old man pulled the car over onto a dirt track and stopped.

"W...what are you doing?" Mandy nervously asked, not really wanting to know the answer.

"Oh I think you know," replied the sweaty old man as he shifted in his seat to get a little closer.

Of course she knew, it was written all over his fat ugly face. She watched him lick his lips as he looked her up and down, the thought of this stinking fat pig coming anywhere near her made her feel physically sick.

"Ooh you're just so lovely," he said as he ran his hand along the top of her leg and moved in closer. "How about a little kiss, mmmm?" 

As his face came close to hers she felt his hand creep under her skirt and his fingers slip down the inside of her thigh.

He looked down at her cleavage. "God those tits are so big....let's have a little look eh?"

She was about to say no when suddenly he launched at her and planted his filthy wet mouth over hers. She struggled to pull away but there was nowhere for her to go, he had her trapped. As she tried to push his fat sweaty bulk away she felt him force his hand up between her legs. She clamped them together but it was too late his fingers were already probing her panties rubbing them into her pussy.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 30



As he tried to push his tongue into her mouth she fumbled for the door handle. At the same moment he managed to worm his way past the the thin strip of white lace and he plunged two fingers straight up her tight cunt.

"N...no...n.." It was impossible for her to speak with his filthy slobbering mouth locked over hers. He grunted and groaned as he started to ram his fingers up and down inside her. 

"Ooh yes yes," he went on, "ooh you dirty bitch you love it." He could feel she was getting wetter by the second, something that she didn't want to happen but was unable to prevent. "Mmmmmm ooh yes come on," he begged her as he squirmed his fingers around deep inside her, "what a lovely wet cunt, you know you want it."

"N...no no...stop!" Mandy cried as she tried to struggle free. Suddenly she pulled the door handle and it swung open. Without a moment to lose she somehow managed to clamber out from under him and tumbled out onto the ground. 

She quickly got to her feet and started to run back down the dirt track. As she did she heard Seths car door open and close behind her followed by the sound of him laughing. 

"Where do you think you're going? It's miles to the nearest town, and even if you knew the way It'll take you all night to get there."

Mandy stopped, he was right, where was she going? She was completely lost, and to make things worse it was starting to get dark.

The old boy leaned against the back of his car and took a good long look at the curvaceous outline of the gorgeous 20 year olds body. His cock was as hard as rock as he again admired her incredibly cheeky ass draped in that teasing little tennis skirt. A sexier girl just could not exist and as she turned back towards him his eyes instantly found their way back down to those gravity defying knockers.

After a few moments she realised she was completely at his mercy, he was the only one who knew the way back, what was she going to do?

She wondered if she might be able to appeal to his better nature, perhaps forgive him for what he had done in return for taking her safely home....it had to be worth a try.

As she approached him she was about to suggest her "deal" when without warning he reached forward and, taking her by the arm, yanked her towards him.

"What the...." Mandy said as she stumbled against his horrible fat gut.

"Ooh that's it," he hissed, "you know what you need to do." Before she could answer the old man had slipped his hands around her waist and pulled her tight against him as he again tried to kiss her.

"N....no stop, p....please no," she pleaded as she tried to push him away, but it was useless, she could feel his erection digging in as he started to rub himself up and down against her. There was nothing she could do as she felt his filthy old hands behind her groping the cheeks of her ass. 

"Mmmm oooh yeah, that's it," he whispered as he sensed the fight draining from her. "Mmmm ooh yeah that feels so good," he went on as he lifted the back of her skirt and felt her lovely lace panties stretched tightly across her shapely young buttocks.

The lovely round cheeks were hard and tight, the old boy had never felt an ass like it. Excitedly he kissed her hard and forced his tongue deep into her mouth. He couldn't believe his luck yet again, she was just so gorgeous and her body defied belief!

Mandy felt sickened by his assault and still tried to struggle free of his grip. She knew however that even if she got free there was nowhere for her to go, but still she needed to get away from him.

As she struggled the old man suddenly got angry at her and grabbed her hair pulling her head back. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way," he sneered, "it's up to you!"

Suddenly Mandy was very frightened, the look in his eye told her that he meant business. She didn't want to give in to him, but more than that she didn't want to make him angry. She knew nothing about him and so didn't know what he may do, she was miles from anywhere and he could do anything!

The dirty old pervert saw her expression change and knew she was scared, this was something that he could certainly use to his advantage. He had no intention of hurting her, but if her believing he would meant her giving in to him then that was fine by him.

"Ooh my cocks so hard," the old pervert said as he stared deep into her eyes. There was a pause for a few seconds. Then, licking his lips with a look of hopeful expectancy he continued, "why don't you just feel how hard it is mmmm?"

"W...what, n....no....no!" Mandy replied. Then, worried that he might get angry, she quickly added, "er....s...someone might see us." 

He just smiled displaying a mouth full of rotting yellow teeth, the stench of his breath wafted over her. She hadn't realised he had already spotted the run down old barn in the field next to them. "You're right.....better not let anyone see us," he whispered.

Before she could respond he was already taking her by the wrist and leading her through the gateway towards it. Mandy suddenly saw what he had in mind and knew straight away that she had made things worse rather than better.

The barn was at least dry and reasonably clean and as they entered a flock of birds took fright and flew out through the various missing sections of the roof.

Still clutching Mandys wrist old Seth headed straight for the rather comfortable and dry looking mound of hay in the corner. Within seconds the fat sweaty pig was laying on his back pulling the lovely 20 year old down to her knees beside him. His eyes seemed to be out on stalks as he lay there ogling her phenomenal curves.

"Now where were we?" He said, "oh yes, you wanted to touch my cock to see how hard it was." He had a sinister and dirty grin on his greasy old face as the busty young blond struggled to find some way out of this mess.

"I....I...I didn't say...." Mandy began before Seth interrupted her.

"Ooh come on now, let's not be playing games!" He said trying to look as annoyed as possible at her apparent sudden reluctance. 

As he spoke he let go of her wrist and lay back waiting with an arrogant look of expectancy. "Oooh you are gorgeous," he sighed as he brought a hand up and cupped one of her breasts. "Mmmmm such lovely big tits," he went on as he fondled the hugely impressive thing. As he spoke he reached down and slid the zipper down on his trousers. Having on no underpants meant that the desperate erection concealed within sprang straight out giving Mandy something of a fright.

"Now," he went on, "touch it."

Mandy could see that he was serious, she had no choice other than to do as he asked. As she moved her hand towards it she could see it twitching all on it's own. It was big and thick and as she slipped her lovely soft fingers delicately around it the fat old man let out a long deep groan.

"Oh yes, mmmmm ooh God that feels good," he sighed as her hand began to feel it's way up and down the dirty big thing. "Ooh come here," he said as he slipped a hand behind her head and drew her pretty face towards his. 

Mandy felt sickened as he licked his lips before planting them onto hers. She knew she could do nothing to stop him, he was in a position where he could do whatever he wanted, she was helpless.

Again he let out a long deep groan as she allowed him to kiss her passionately. At the same time she took a firmer grip of his cock and started to pump it up and down harder.

Old Seth was trembling and his breathing became heavier as he began to enjoy the most incredible wank. With her having to lean across his huge bulk to kiss him Seth was able to run a hand up under the back of her skirt and freely feel her sexy ass. Her lovely lace panties stretched tightly across her beautifully rounded cheeks added even more to the thrill.

She came up for a breath of air before she suffocated from his horrible slobbering over enthusiastic kiss. Without realising it she was suddenly presenting him with a spectacular tempting view of her huge knockers still contained in the tightly fitting top. As they hovered like two huge balloons just above his face he was clearly getting desperate as he told her abruptly to get her top off.

Now defeated Mandy did as she was asked without question, peeling the yellow cotton top off over her head. Leaning back across him she watched the look on the overweight 57 year old mans face as he stared wide eyed at the sexy white lace 34GG bra that held her spectacular big heaving breasts.

Mandy continued to wank his dirty throbbing cock as he went for them like a rampant animal sucking and chewing as he feasted hungrily on them, tits bra everything.

"Mmmmm mmmmmm...lovely...fuckin'..tits," he grunted excitedly, his voice muffled as she squashed them hard against his red sweating face.

Then, before Mandy could do anything, he put an arm around her and heaved her across his body, her legs spread wide as she straddled his huge fat belly. He paused a second to have a look at her before telling her to take "it" off. She knew he meant her bra and so she reached behind herself and released the catch before letting it slide down her arms and off.

"OH FUCK ME!" Seth exclaimed as he marvelled at the wondrous sight of her huge naked breasts thrusting out right above him. He had never in his life seen a pair like it, tits like these only existed in his wildest fantasies! 

Experience had taught Mandy there was no getting away from the inevitable and she knew what she had to do. Now in only her little white tennis skirt and panties and sitting across his stomach she leaned forward lowering them into his face.

He couldn't believe her sudden willingness to get involved and without hesitation seized the opportunity. He took them in his hands and squeezed them hard as he licked and kissed all over her nipples. "Ooh yes yes yes," he kept on repeating as he sucked and chewed on one then the other over and over. Never had he been treated to a more incredible experience, he had never had his hands on a bigger or firmer pair.

With Mandy now actively rolling them around over his face he released them from his grip and ran his hands again up the backs of her smooth firm thighs. With her legs spread wide across him and her skirt too short to hide anything he found himself free touch and stroke her pussy through the tightly stretched strip of white lace that covered it.

"Ooh you lovely lovely dirty bitch," he puffed as he slipped the fingers of both hands under from either side. There was nothing Mandy could do to stop him as he ran them along her now very moist slit. "Mmmmm ooh yes yes," he went on as he fingered her juicy wet lips for a few moments before driving the middle finger of his right hand straight up inside her. Mandy couldn't help but gasp as he started to finger fuck her as hard and fast as he could. He couldn't believe how tight and wet she was, and wanted desperately to get his cock in there.

It was only inches away pointing straight at its goal. The old man slipped his finger out and tugged her panties to one side as he started to push her back down towards it.

"N...no...please no," Mandy pleaded in one last act of defiance.

"Oh come on please," he begged as he continued pushing her back towards his rock hard erection, "you know you want to."

Suddenly Mandy felt it touch against the lips of her pussy. The old mans eyes rolled back in his head as he let out another long deep moan. He was excited beyond belief and there was nothing the pretty busty blond could do as her pussy lips started to part around it's huge swollen tip.

Seth watched as Mandy arched her back to raise herself up until her tits were beyond the reach of his salivating mouth. With her hands on his barrel chest for support and her arms locked straight squashing her tits together he saw her eyes close as he felt the tight wetness of her pussy lips slip over the helmet of his cock. It was just the most incredible sensation and again he groaned as she slowly slid herself down its gristly length.

The old man was in stunned disbelief as she began to pull herself back up it before lowering herself down it again. She did it a couple of times slowly at first but then got quicker and quicker...she was actually fucking him! he wasn't fucking her, she was fucking him!!!

He lay there knowing he wasn't going to last very long as she now danced her ass up and down, her pussy getting wetter and wetter as it tightly gripped his manhood.

Again she lowered her now bouncing tits to within reach of his mouth and he wasted no time in taking them in and suckling roughly on them.

"Oh God yes yes yes," he cried as she expertly worked her tight wet cunt up and down his over excited tool. There was no turning back, the old man could already sense the onset of an orgasm. He reached around her and grabbed her bouncing ass cheeks sinking his fingers into them as she rode his cock faster and faster.

"Oh fuck I'm coming!" Seth cried out as he suddenly took over and started ramming himself hard and fast into her. He sucked and licked and kissed her tits all over as he pounded her cunt like a man possessed driving his cock as deep into her as it could possibly go. 

Mandy could feel the inevitable orgasm building within, there was nothing she could do as her body again betrayed her. This filthy stinking fat old man made her feel sick, but his huge plundering cock felt so good as it drove in and out of her like a piston.

Suddenly Seth grimaced and let out a loud cry as his balls released a torrent of spunk that thundered up through his cock and flooded into this lovely fresh young pussy. 

"AAAAAAARRGGHH YES YES YES YOU FUCKIN' BITCH!" He shouted as he pumped load after load of his thick creamy muck into her. 

All Mandy could do was take it and make the most of the orgasm she was now forced to enjoy. She said nothing as her pussy contracted around the invading length of manhood. Her juices pouring from deep within mixing with the flood of sperm that was pumping into her.

Old Seth just held her tight as he continued to ram her lovely wet cunt with his cock, his balls squashing against her lips as he pushed himself in hard and deep.

Mandy held herself firm as he finished himself off squeezing every last drop from the depths of his old balls until he had no more to give.

With a long sigh he kissed her on the mouth while his hands ran up and down the curvaceous outline of her body. She could feel the pulsating throb of his hard old tool as it expelled it's final dribbling blobs of spunk. 

"Mmmmm I needed that," he whispered as he nuzzled her freshly scented neck through her lovely soft blond hair.

Mandy was having no more of it and climbed off the fat old pervert, not before he gave her one last hearty slap on the ass though.

She got to her feet and without a word quickly dressed before heading back to the car. As Seth followed he looked the 20 year old beauty up and down and couldn't quite believe what he had just done. For Mandy he was just another dirty old pervert who couldn't control himself........  



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 31



Like any other 20 year old Mandy found the urge for independence ever growing but knew a career change was needed if she ever to have any hope of affording a place of her own. She enjoyed her job but it didn't pay anything like enough, and couple that with the constant harassment from that old weasel Walter she knew a change was overdue.

Of course when you look like Mandy you have something of a head start over everyone else and she quickly managed to secure herself a position as a sales negotiator for a local estate agents. It wasn't the sort of job she was particularly looking for but with a salary of almost double what she was previously on and a generous commission on top it was the opportunity she was looking for.

Luckily she found herself working a with a nice group of people and being a very professional outfit it came as a pleasant change to not have to suffer the sort of constant sexual harassment she had in the past. No crude comments, no leering lecherous old men, no wandering hands, nothing. Of course there was no way of telling what was going on in the minds of her male colleagues, and the truth probably was that there wasn't a man there who wouldn't have given anything to fuck the busty blonds brains out, but they were professionals and that sort of thing simply didn't go on.

So Mandy settled in nicely and was enjoying every part of her new job. Her stunning looks gave her a distinct advantage when dealing with male clients, an advantage that more than made up for her lack of experience. Something that didn't go unnoticed by her all male management team. 

It was company policy that all staff wore a uniform, with the female staff in a striking red suit consisting of a top quality fitted skirt and blazer. Underneath they had to wear a pure white blouse with the company red and white silk scarf tucked into the top. The overall look was very much like the uniform of an air hostess, sexy yet very classy. The skirt came in a choice of three lengths, but strangely enough for some reason the choice wasn't offered to Mandy. It was decided by those in charge that she would get the shortest as a way of them making the most of her very obvious assets. To be fair it wasn't overly short, but finishing high enough above the knee to display a good portion of her smooth and luscious thighs. This maintained a sexy look while being classy and still acceptable for a professional position. Not only that but whoever ordered it somehow managed to order it just half a size smaller than what she had asked for! This of course made it just a little on the tight side, again not very tight but definitely snug and rather figure hugging showing off her curvaceous ass to its fullest. It seemed that whoever did the ordering could clearly see an opportunity, and it was obviously one not to be missed.

To finish the look off she would wear flesh coloured stockings and red patent leather 5 inch stilettos. With such shapely legs and not being particularly tall Mandy could wear such a high heel without it looking improper for work. 

So she would arrive every day looking like she had just stepped out of a top class glamour magazine, very sexy yet still maintaining a professional and classy image. With her lovely blond hair pulled back into a pony tail and her pretty fresh young face with no more than the subtlest touch of make-up she was without a doubt a sight to behold. 

Obviously looking as she does Mandy always attracts a lot of attention. Her colleagues would smile to themselves at the almost embarrassed looks on the faces of male clients as they would try to avert their gaze away from her phenomenal bust. Nearly always they would fail miserably and one of either two things would invariably happen. Either they would try to look her in the eye while being unable to help themselves from having a sneaky glance down every few seconds. Or there would be those who would blatantly just stare holding virtually their entire conversation with the mouth watering pair without as much as a glance up at her face. 

With the odd trip to the filing cabinet thrown in giving the unmissable treat of a look at her spectacular ass in that short tight red skirt most couldn't help but find themselves rather distracted from the matter in hand. Of course these were things that Mandy had grown so used to that she would hardly even notice, in fact it all seemed perfectly normal to her.

The company had for some time now been trying to secure a deal with a developer who wanted to build luxury homes on a site that they had managed to locate for them. The deal was worth millions with the agents standing to get a very healthy commission for their part. The only problem was that there was a rundown old house sitting on the plot of land with a disabled old man living there refusing to move.

They had tried everything including offering him way over the odds for the virtually derelict old building, but he wasn't interested. It wasn't that he couldn't see how generous the offer was, and it wasn't like he couldn't use the money. It was more the fact that he was a stubborn old bugger who didn't like the way these flash money men in their expensive suits thought they could do whatever they wanted. 

It was a difficult situation as he was 82 years old and they knew it wouldn't look too good if they appeared to be forcing such an elderly person from their home of almost 60 years. They maintained a gentle approach, despite his rude and obnoxious nature, and had been to see him a few times with offers of nice new homes to view but to no avail. 

He wasn't the easiest of people to speak to as he was rather hard of hearing. Most things had to be repeated several times which tried even the most patient of men. One time the bad tempered old boy had gotten so irritated that he virtually threw one of them out of the house leaving the poor unsuspecting salesman with no idea what he was supposed to have done. One minute they're talking and the next the old man has pulled himself up on his walking frame before thumping it down onto his feet shouting at him to get out.

It was frustrating for them because they all knew he was being offered more money than he could ever hope to spend and with a nice brand new house into the bargain, it really was a fantastic offer, but nobody could make him see it.

This was when, as a last desperate attempt before the developers pull the plug on the whole deal, they decided that maybe he would respond better to someone else, someone he hadn't seen before, a female perhaps, an attractive female......like Mandy.

Now this wasn't the first time a female member of staff had tried to talk some sense into him. The previous attempt however was by one of the female senior managers, an overweight unattractive woman in her mid fifties. Despite being a tough business woman she was taken aback by his prehistoric sexist attitude. He basically spoke to her like a piece of dirt, he was rude arrogant and unbelievably disrespectful. It was obvious that he was of the mind that a woman couldn't possibly have a thought or an opinion worthy of being heard. It was a terrible attitude but being in his eighties meant he no longer really cared what other people thought of him. Despite this there was nothing else the company could do, they had no choice, they had to give it one last chance. So it was decided that Mandy would take one of the company cars and try to get him to come with her to look at one of the nice new homes they had lined up for him. 

Despite being a miserable sexist pig it was still considered perfectly safe, after all being disabled meant he was barely able to stand without the aid of a walking frame, and besides she probably wouldn't even get through the front door anyway. So the appointment was made.

The very next day Mandy was given the address together with a brief on the whole situation including what this deal was potentially worth to everyone. She arrived in one of the bosses shiny new cars and knocked on the door. It took a few minutes and several knocks on the door before there were any signs of life stirring inside. The old man was obviously having trouble as she could hear him bashing into things and cursing as he worked his way to the door.

With a loud creak it slowly opened and Mandy saw this rather frail and pathetic looking old man struggling to open the door while clinging to his walking frame. There seemed to be a lot of junk around which gave him virtually no room to manoeuvre. The pretty 20 year old looked him over. He had almost no hair on his head and from the way his jaw stuck out and his bottom lip came up over his top lip almost to his nose it was clear that he had not a single tooth in his head. His back was also very badly curved which caused him to stoop forward over his walking frame.

"Hi I'm Mandy from...."

"I know who you are," he replied in a manner that fitted with everything she had been told about him.

"Oh," replied the busty young blond politely. "Well then, you know why I'm here."

The old man turned and shuffled off back down the hall towards his sitting room knocking into all sorts of pieces of junk with his frame as he went. Her experiences with old men hadn't been very pleasant up until now and so Mandy felt a little apprehensive. But she had to remind herself that this was different, she was here to do a job and there was nothing to be worried about. Besides this old man could barely stand let alone anything else, and she could see he certainly looked his age and clearly way past any untoward thoughts.

This was true, he felt every bit his 80 plus years. His body was riddled with arthritis, something that was obvious from not only his stooping back and somewhat bowed legs, but also from his badly bent and twisted old fingers and hands. They looked painful but thanks to a steady supply of strong pain killers it was pain that could be controlled. The real trouble was they were almost useless for doing anything intricate of fiddly, even writing was virtually impossible for the crippled old boy.

But as far as any untoward thoughts go, well there was a side to this miserable chauvinistic pig that very few people knew about. The people that knew him best were the ones that knew him from years back when he wasn't so disabled by old age.....people like Alison.

Mandy had no idea but her mother had come across this horrible old man some 20 years ago. You see this was Ernie, the dirty old pervert that had made her working life such a misery all those years ago and eventually took advantage of her one unforgettable night. There was of course no way that Mandy could ever know this, but to the old man it was an experience that he would relive in his imagination even to this day.

At his age memories were really all Ernie had and so with his ever advancing years and his disabling health issues, including the now visibly obvious arthritis that ran throughout his twisted old body, there wasn't much to look forward to for the old boy. 

His only minor pleasure was the weekly visit of his community nurse to administer the pain killing drugs that kept him relatively active. She wasn't anything special, middle aged and very plain looking, but over recent years she had become his only female contact and consequently the source of many a fantasy. The main reason being that she was a plump woman, which he didn't approve of, but that meant she had a huge pair of knockers that he delighted in ogling every time she called. 

Every week after her visit he would lay in bed at night and imagine the overweight middle aged nurse leaning over him and tearing her tunic open, her gigantic jugs would tumble free and she would beg the toothless old man to squeeze and suck them. 

Despite his age the old man hadn't really changed at all, he was still a dirty old pervert and still capable of raising an impressive erection, and this thought would never fail to get the old mans cock hard and throbbing. The real torture was that his crippled old hands made it virtually impossible for him to masturbate successfully. So with pre-cum dribbling from his rigid purple cock he would more often than not eventually fall asleep frustrated beyond belief................................. ....................Now he was in his living room with Mandy showing him leaflets of possible homes that he might like to go and view. This was when the old man got his first proper look at the beautiful busty young blond. His old eyes widened as he focused on her lovely fresh young face. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen such a pretty girl with her silky smooth skin lovely full lips and sparkling eyes. His gaze didn't remain on her face for long however, he looked down over the outline of her gorgeous curves, to say he was impressed by what he saw would be the understatement of the year. 

Standing there in her red suit and heels with her beautiful blond hair back in a pony tail he was couldn't quite believe what he was seeing. His eyesight was still very good despite his age and being the sort of man he was he quickly noticed just how short and tight her skirt was. He looked down the length of her lovely legs sheathed in smooth flesh coloured nylon, this was a real treat for the miserable old git....and he couldn't help thinking she looked familiar.

"I have a few houses here that we thought you might be interested in seeing," Mandy said to the old boy as she flicked through the leaflets she was holding. "They're not too far from here and they're all very nice," she went on.

As she spoke his eyes went upwards, his old fashioned arrogance giving him the confidence to enjoy feasting his eyes on this young beauty without a care for what she may think. Despite her smart red jacket being buttoned up it didn't conceal the fact from the dirty old man that she was hiding a seriously big set of knockers.

"Mmmm, can see why they sent you," he grumbled as he made no attempt to hide his lustful gaze. It was then that it dawned on him, she did look familiar, she looked exactly like the girl he fucked that night all them years ago. But surely it couldn't be her, she hadn't aged a day.

"Don't I know you?" Ernie asked.

"Er, no I don't think so." Instantly his question made her nervous. Not surprisingly she wondered straight away if he was going to be another dirty old boy that had seen her video. "Yes....Alison isn't it?" There wasn't a day that went by over the last 20 years that he hadn't thought about that night, and so her name and image were emblazoned on his memory.

To say Mandy was relieved would be an understatement, she realised that he must have known her Mother and that was why he thought he knew her.

"No, I think you must be confusing me with my Mother," she explained to the old man.

"Oh I see," came his reply as he went on to explain how they used to work together and how she was the image of her Mother at that age.

This whole situation seemed to put Mandy more at ease and soon she continued with her sales patter. She realised she now had his full attention and quickly offered to take him to view a couple of the houses they had lined up for him. You can imagine her surprise when he readily agreed and with a gruff arrogance, which reminded Mandy that she was still dealing with a miserable old git, he instructed her to get his coat from the coat hook in the hall. 

Excited by the fact that she had already gotten further than anyone else she quickly did as he asked.

Obviously the old boy took the opportunity to get a good look at her ass as she trotted off down the hall and reached over a pile of old boxes to get his coat from the hook.

"Mmmmm," he grumbled, impressed by the incredible perfection of her fit young ass in the tight red skirt. As she returned with his coat held out for him to take he could see the weighty bounce of her magnificent bust. "Just like your Mother" he muttered under his breath, already he was having dirty thoughts of all the things he would love to do to this unsuspecting pretty young thing.

Soon he was in the passenger seat of the car ready to be taken on a sightseeing tour of the new properties that had been lined up for him. Unfortunately for the unsuspecting Mandy the only sight he was interested in seeing was the one sat next to him in the driving seat. She hadn't noticed how much her skirt had ridden up tight across her lap, and every time she pushed her feet down on the clutch pedal it seemed to rise just a little more. By the time they had reached their first destination the dirty old boy was getting seriously turned on. It was a sight that he never thought he would ever see again in his lifetime, a pretty young girls stocking tops. It was a sight that had his frustrated old cock stirring into life.

As she got out of the car she still had no idea what she was doing to him as he just sat and watched her lovely ass tightly wrapped in the now even shorter skirt. As she stood out of the car she quickly realised what had happened and appearing a little embarrassed subtly straightened herself out.

The whole viewing process obviously had its point but to be honest the sight of this big breasted gorgeous young blond parading around in front of him in her sexy uniform had his mind fully occupied.

Mandy thought it was all going well and he seemed to be genuinely interested in some of the places she had shown him. So as they drove back to the old mans house she asked, with a misguided air of confidence, which property he preferred. Of course he didn't really care either way about any of them but thought that if he appeared interested he could possibly get to enjoy the company of this cock hardening piece of skirt for a while longer. 

"Uh.....the first one seemed alright," he begrudgingly said. "When we get back you can go through what the deal is again."

Mandy was delighted to hear this, had she finally cracked the grumpy old man? Had she succeeded where so many others had failed? She felt a rush of enthusiasm. The thought of possibly getting this deal and what it could mean to both the company and her standing within it was something that was starting to excite her.

When they arrived back Mandy still had no idea of the lustful thoughts going through this apparently decrepit 82 year old mans mind, she was too busy imagining the look on every ones face when she went back and announced the good news.

It was a slow walk back down the path to the front door of the run down old house. Old Ernie shuffled with his walking frame trying not to get tangled in the overgrown weeds that crept all over the broken concrete. As they got inside he asked Mandy to remove his coat and hang it back up for him. Standing behind him she gladly obliged slipping it from his shoulders and tugging it down his arms.

She noticed the filthy grime covered collar of his shirt for the first time and it dawned on her that he had no one to look after him and probably hadn't washed since God knows when. Then as he turned to face her she could see just how much difficulty he had moving and couldn't help but feel some pity for him.

"Would you like a hand?" Mandy politely asked seeing him struggling to manoeuvre towards the living room door. Then just as she spoke he seemed to lose his footing and stumbled forward towards her.

Instinctively she reached out to catch the frail old boy and as she did they both tumbled to the floor. Now they found themselves on the floor, and with old Mr Granger on top Mandy was momentarily trapped. It was clearly an accident but instantly wondered if the miserable bad tempered old man would blame her. She knew how fragile the situation was and something as silly as this could cost her the deal.

She began to apologise, even though it wasn't her fault. At least he had landed on her so his fall was cushioned and he hadn't hopefully injured himself.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 31



Of course different thoughts were racing through his mind as he suddenly found himself laying on top of this gorgeous girl, a position that he never imagined he would ever be in. All he could feel beneath him was her massive firm bust supporting his meagre weight. His body rolled about on what felt like two over inflated balloons as he tried (not too hard) to get to his feet. 

With his face so close to hers and looking down into her big brown eyes old Ernie, never being one to miss a trick, was overwhelmed by the urge to kiss those beautiful moist young lips. He couldn't help it she was just so irresistible. So without a thought he acted on impulse and went to plant his foul old mouth over hers. As their lips made contact Mandy suddenly realised what was happening and went to push him off.

"No no! What are you doing?" Mandy cried as she struggled her way out from beneath him. "O...Oh my God...w....what on earth are you doing," she went on as she clambered to her feet leaving him in a heap on the floor. 

"Can't blame a man for trying," he replied with an unbelievable arrogance.

"God you men are all the same!"

Mandy was angry at him for thinking he could get away with such a thing, but at the same time she was still aware of the deal and knew it more important than anything else.

She watched the arthritic old man trying to get to his feet and it was obvious he couldn't get back up on his own. Despite what had just happened the kind hearted girl couldn't just watch him, she had no choice, she had to help him up.

This was another chance for the dirty old pervert. As they both struggled he clung tightly to her as she pulled him up onto his knees. He grumbled and groaned as she tried to lift him all the way to his feet. As he held onto her he again found it impossible to resist the urges surging through his feeble old body, he knew he would never again get the opportunity to have a girl like this holding him so close. With his arms around her waist and her bending at the middle to get him up he couldn't help but let his hands slip from her waist down over the smooth tight fabric of her skirt.

With Mandy not really aware of what he was doing old Ernie couldn't believe his luck as he felt his way over her hips, it felt incredible to have his hands on her. He thrilled at the unmistakeable outline of her suspenders under his fingertips and knew if he didn't try his luck further he would never get a chance like this again. So he stumbled and groaned as a distraction as he craftily slid a hand around and down the steep slope of her ass.

"Are you okay?" Mandy asked now rather concerned that he may have hurt himself.

"Ouch! Oooh my back," the old man cried out as his face grimaced as if in a lot of pain. It was all a ploy to distract her further as he took the chance and slipped his hand over her lovely rounded buttocks. It was such a thrill as he felt his palm come to rest over one before gripping it firmly .

"HEY!" Mandy shouted as with one hand she pushed the offending arm away. "I'll thank you to stop that!"

The old man just smiled arrogantly as he again said, "like I said, can't blame a man for trying." 

He was in heaven as he memorised the feel of that lovely firm round cheek in the palm of his arthritic old hand. "Well what do you expect wearing a skirt like that?"

"I don't expect to be pawed by a man of your age for a start," she quickly answered.

"Then don't wear such a short skirt," he said as his eyes went down her body, "mmmm and so tight too." As he spoke a filthy smile came over his face and Mandy felt sickened at the thought of what was obviously going through his mind.

"Shall we get back to the matter in hand?" She asked as she went through to the living room.

"I've got something you can take in hand," he replied with a suggestive arrogance.

"I thought you were a friend of my Mothers! What do you suppose she would say?" Mandy said sternly.

The old man didn't seem to care as he just smiled to himself in that arrogant way. "Seem to remember she was a cock teasing piece of ass too, a great fuck though if I remember rightly."

Mandy couldn't believe her ears and decided the best thing to do was try and ignore what he was saying, he was obviously just trying to get a reaction from her. It was a ploy that seemed to work as after a few moments awkward silence he went through and sat himself down at the dining table. As she followed him over to the table he snatched the paperwork out of her hand. 

"Come on then, tell me again what you can offer?" He said in his usual grumpy fashion.

Mandy was pleased that they were now back on the subject of the deal and so began to explain again just what he was going to get. All the time she's talking Mandy looks the old man over with a renewed perspective of what sort of man he really was.

He was just so old, his skin was so white and wrinkly that he looked like someone who could draw his last breath at any minute. He had on a worn out old blue checked lumberjack style shirt that had clearly seen better days. With it he wore a pair of grey baggy joggers that were obviously easier and more comfortable than regular trousers, despite the fact that they looked ridiculous on such an old man, especially one wearing regular brown shoes. All his clothing looked as if he had been wearing it for a very long time, and the general bad odour he was giving off made her feel a little queasy. But she had a job to do and hadn't lost sight of the fact that if she closed this deal she was going to be something of a superstar to her bosses.

As she finished explaining the deal he asked her with a more sinister tone, "so what else can you offer?"

The way he looked her up and down as he spoke left her in no doubt what he was getting at.

"Um, well, that's about it really.......I think you'll find it is a very generous offer." Mandy nervously replied.

He just smiled showing her his gummy old mouth completely void of any teeth. "No, what else can YOU offer?"

She stepped back unsure what to say or do. "Er...n....nothing," was all she could muster.

There was a few moments awkward silence as the old man continued to look her over before realising he wasn't going to get any response to his very obvious hint.

"So, you got a boyfriend then?" The old guy asked out of the blue.

"I....er..." Before Mandy got the chance to answer he carried on.

"Yeah course you have, a hot piece of ass like you, bet they're falling over themselves."

Mandy didn't appreciate his crude comments, or his line of questioning. So, not knowing what to say she said nothing. 

But still he continued.

"Bet he can't wait to get home to you every night," he went on. "Bet his hands are all over you soon as he walks in....eh?" He then laughed as if he was sort of joking, which Mandy knew he wasn't.

"Ah well, an old man like me can only dream of such things." There was again a moments silence as he seemed lost in thought before getting back to the job in hand. "So....have you got a pen then?" He suddenly asked holding out his hand.

Thinking he was about to sign the paperwork Mandy quickly unbuttoned her jacket and took a pen from her inside pocket.

"Holy Jesus!" He cried as his eyes widened at the sight he was presented with. Mandy realised straight away what she had done and could see his attention was suddenly back on her. It was obvious he was referring to her incredible 34GG bust that was now very obvious displayed to him in her nicely fitted white blouse.

"Bet your boyfriend can't keep his hands off those beauties!" He exclaimed. "What a lucky bastard!"

There was a silent pause before he again arrogantly tried his luck. "What about a quick feel?"

"Certainly not!" Mandy told him firmly. She was now getting tired of his relentless crude suggestions.

"Oh come on, it's won't hurt you."

"No! How dare you!" She snapped.

"Well what do you expect? Shouldn't have such big fuckin' knockers then should you!" He went on, as if it was her fault!

"Oh just give me the dam pen then!" He answered somewhat angrily. What a cheek, what had he got to be angry about? Mandy found his attitude unbelievable.

With that she handed him the pen. He left her holding it for a few seconds while he looked over the paperwork. 

"What does this bit mean?"

The pretty 20 year old stepped up closer to see what he was referring to. As she leaned over he brought his hand up from the table in an attempt to touch one of those beautiful big tits that was now just inches above.

As the backs of his bent old fingers brushed against the fine white fabric of her blouse she instantly figured his game and quickly straightened up out of his reach. At the same moment she realised his other hand had somehow gotten behind her and as she stepped back the persistent old bugger grabbed the back of her thigh. In an instant his hand was heading upwards in an attempt to reach up the back of her skirt.

"For goodness sake!" Mandy cried as she stepped out of reach from his dirty groping hands.

His response surprised her. Rather than being apologetic or laughing it off as if he was only joking. He shifted around in his seat to face her as he told her not to be such a little tease. "Come and sit on my lap and we can fill this form in together," he suggested as he patted his lap.

That was it, she had had enough. She gathered up all the paperwork spun on her red stilettos and stormed out of the place.

All the way back she was wondering how her bosses would take the news that she had possibly blown the whole deal. But the more she ran it through in her mind the more she convinced herself that they would understand and maybe even sympathise with her and be angry at him............she couldn't have been more wrong.

She reported the events to her immediate superior who then got onto the phone to the top manager. Standing within earshot Mandy listened as the mornings events were explained. Then, all of a sudden she heard something that shocked and quite frankly frightened her.

"WHAT!" She heard the manager shout down the phone. "SIT ON HIS LAP? I DON'T CARE IF SHE HAS TO SIT ON HIS FUCKING FACE! TELL HER WE NEED THAT DEAL!"

The poor guy making the call was left red faced as after a few more choice words from the boss he put the phone down. "I don't think I need to tell you what he said."

"Er...n...no," she replied with her gaze downward to the floor.

"I would suggest you go back and try to salvage this mess, before we're all looking for another job." 

Realising just how serious the situation was Mandy had no choice other than to apologise before agreeing to go back to see old Ernie to try and save the deal.

In the meantime back at the house the old man had dozed off as he was prone to doing at his age. After an hour or so he awoke on his moth eaten old sofa with an erection and his mind filled with thoughts of Mandy. He even wondered for a moment if she really existed or whether he had just dreamt of her. But as he came round he realised she was indeed real as he excitedly recounted every detail. 

Soon he found himself in a state of arousal like he hadn't experienced for quite some time. He hooked his thumbs into the elastic waist of his filthy old joggers and lifted them down exposing his smelly underpants. His old cock was rock hard and formed an impressive tent, quite a remarkable thing for a man in his eighties. He smiled at the all too familiar wet patch of pre-cum that had seeped into the grubby old cotton.

"Oh you horny little bitch, see what you've done to me," he whispered to himself.

His mind was spinning with thoughts of the gorgeous young creature and her devastatingly curvaceous body. He just couldn't believe that she was Alisons daughter, and even more to the point she was just as sexy if not more so! It was as if fate was playing some sort of game with him. The memory of that night with Alison, as you would expect, has remained with him to this day. It was simply the most incredible experience of his life. Girls like that are well beyond the reach of men like him, and would only ever exist in their lust fuelled dreams and fantasies. Yet here again was a girl being presented to him that simply defied belief.

But in a way he saw it as a cruel trick, a reminder of what he could never have no matter how much he longed for it. He encounter with Alison was like a jackpot win on the lottery, and that's something that never happens twice. But his imagination still served him well and as he recounted what had just happened he placed a cushion over his lap and closed his eyes as he pressed it hard against his erection.

"Mmmm oooh those tits, those lovely big tits," the toothless old boy muttered as he began to imagine how they would feel in his hands. "Oh and that short tight skirt, ooooh you lovely cock teasing bitch," he went on with her picture still clear in his mind. Then he suddenly remembered the glimpse of stocking top and rubbed the cushion harder against himself as he tried to imagine what sort of underwear she would be wearing under that sexy red uniform.

The dirty sex starved old pensioner would have given anything to see this beautiful busty blond girl peel away her clothing and reveal the pretty lace garments he knew she had to be wearing underneath. His cock throbbed like it hadn't in a very long time as excitedly the old boy threw the cushion aside and pulled his underpants down to his knees. 

He admired the angry purple swell of the head of his cock along with the incredible hardness of its deeply ridged shaft. He couldn't remember the last time he felt such excitement and knew this was a time to forget the discomfort in his arthritic old hands, there was a far greater urgency to relieve the pressure in his balls.

"Ooh see what you do you teasing bitch," he again muttered convinced she had to know the affect she would have had. Then, just as he gripped the dirty stinking old thing in his crippled hands, there came a knock at the door.

"SHIT BUGGER DAM!" Ernie shouted angrily. "WHAT? IT'S OPEN FOR CHRIS SAKE!" He hurriedly pulled his trousers and underpants back up angry at having what would undoubtedly have been his best wank in a very long time disturbed. 

His anger soon evaporated away when he heard the voice in the hall. "It...it's me, Mandy, f...from the agents.....sorry to bother you again."

The sound of her voice was like music to his ears and as the living room door opened he thought his cock might spontaneously explode right there and then. She was back, only this time in the warmth of the afternoon she had left her jacket in the car. The sight of this prettiest of girls in a white blouse that could barely contain the most magnificent set of jugs imaginable was almost too much to comprehend. Her slender waist and figure hugging skirt displaying the most amazingly curvaceous hour glass figure he could ever remember seeing.

"Sorry to disturb you," Mandy started, "but I....." It was at that moment her gaze fell upon the enormous tent in his tatty old grey joggers. "Oh I....I see it's not a good time, I....er, I'll come back later."

The dirty old pervert thought quickly, this deal was obviously very important, probably more so than he had ever realised. She must have been sent back, there was no way she would have come of her own accord. He seized the opportunity.

"Look!" He barked. "I'm not going to be messed around, either we sort this deal now or it's off! Now either leave or shut the door and come and sit down!"

Mandy paused for a moment unsure what to do. She could see the old man was clearly in an excited state and experience had taught her only too well what that meant. But ultimately she knew she had two choices, either stay and try to get this deal sorted, or turn and leave. The second wasn't an option, not if she wanted to save her job, and just as importantly it seems the jobs of her colleagues.

So, reluctantly, she stepped forward with the document clasped firmly in her hands and sat herself on the edge of the sofa. Not wanting to upset or anger the old man she smiled a sort of sweet yet clearly uncomfortable smile at him. He responded by turning in his seat to face her before looking her up and down, concentrating on her bust for a few seconds before looking down at her short skirt stretched tightly across her lap.

"I...I've got all the paperwork here," the lovely 20 year old said as she handed the papers to him.

"We'll go through that in a minute or two," he answered as he took them and placed them on the arm of the sofa just behind him, "there's plenty of time for that."

As he spoke he placed one of his bony old hands on her knee. Mandy didn't know what to do, should she repeat the mistake she made earlier by upsetting him and swatting his hand away? Or should she pretend she doesn't mind in the hope that by being nice he'll sign the deal?

Ernie took confidence from her lack of any reaction and did what anyone would do, he began to feel his way around her knee before slowly gliding his palm back and forth along the top of her thigh. Mandy tried to keep talking about the business in hand trying to act as if she hadn't noticed what he was doing.

Unfortunately he was overwhelmed and almost unable to believe what she was letting him get away with. He loved the sensual feel of the silky smooth nylon stockings that coated her firm young thighs. Growing braver by the minute he grunted yes and no answers to what she was saying, obviously not paying any attention at all, as his hand moved further along her thigh towards the hem of her skirt.

Mandy fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat hoping that he wouldn't go too far, but of course she was kidding herself. The old man licked the saliva from his lips as his twisted old fingertips crept under her skirt. He couldn't help himself as he muttered, "ooh yes lovely...lovely." Soon his fingers had completely disappeared from sight and Mandy could feel them exploring her stocking tops until they touched her lace suspenders. "Oh yes, oh my word yes," he sighed with a filthy grin on his old face.

He was very obviously turned on and Mandy didn't want things to go too far. So in an instant she leapt to her feet and thinking quickly suggested she make them both a cup of tea.

But the old boy was having none of it and, grabbing her by the wrist, told her to sit back down. She felt the anger in his surprisingly strong grip and tried to pull away. 

"Now let's stop messing around," he shouted. As he did he pulled her towards him and in her high heels lost her footing and stumbled forward landing face down across his lap with her ass in the air. In the mayhem her skirt had ridden up exposing her stockings and suspenders. As Mandy struggled to get back to her feet she felt the old mans arm across her back effectively pinning her down where she was.

"Ha ha," he laughed as he smacked her ass with his free hand. "My you are a feisty young thing."

His cock was as hard as hell and Mandy could feel it digging into her stomach. The old mans excitement reached a new high and in his arrogance thought nothing of holding her still while he freely fondled her lovely firm young ass. It felt so good. Just to be touching such perfection would have been enough, but he was squeezing and groping it, first one cheek then the other, it was just the most incredible thrill.

Still Mandy struggled to get back to her feet and old Ernie took the obvious opportunity that was presented to him. He grabbed the hem of her skirt and pushed it up completely exposing the most beautiful ass he had ever seen encased in the prettiest silk and lace panties.

"Oh my God!" He cried. "Oh yes yes yes." With that he grabbed a good fistful of firm round ass cheek and gave it a mighty squeeze. "Ooh you cheeky fuckin' bitch!" He went on.

She was just irresistible, he couldn't help himself as he groped and molested the unbelievable gift that was being offered to him. He was amazed at just how smooth round and firm her gorgeous young cheeks were, they felt like nothing on earth.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 31



Salivating like a hungry old pig he forced his crooked old fingers between her tightly clamped legs in an attempt to get near to her pussy. "Hee hee, ooh yes come on come on," he went on as he rubbed the white lace crotch of her panties hard against her moistening lips.

Mandy couldn't believe it, even though she had seen it all before. Her body seemed to get turned on by this treatment. She could never understand it, this vile old man was disgusting, but still the urges welled up inside her.

"No stop stop!" Mandy cried as she writhed and squirmed until eventually and with great effort she managed to slide off his lap and landed on the floor in front of him. Thinking she had managed to free herself from his assault she paused a moment in order to catch her breath, but this proved to be a big mistake.

The old man took the opportunity and followed her sliding off the sofa and onto his knees beside her. Realising what was happening she turned to face him and soon found he was on top of her forcing her onto her back. Suddenly he was all over her, it was as if his disabling illness had just evaporated away.

"Get off me!" Mandy cried as he held her to the floor and his vile toothless old mouth began kissing and slobbering all over her pretty young face. The adrenalin surging through his body seemed to give him a huge boost in strength and energy.

"Ooh tits tits ooh yeah lovely big tits," he moaned as he brought his hands up and started to squeeze and maul her magnificent bust through her crisp white blouse. He was beyond all self control. He couldn't believe his luck as his hands roamed all over those magnificently huge young knockers. He sunk his arthritic old fingers deep into the flesh as he massaged them roughly stunned at just how incredibly firm they felt.

"Oh at last at last oooh so fuckin' big," he went on with an ever increasing tone of desperation as he squeezed them hard before tugging at the buttons of her blouse. "Oooh I want to see them ooh yes come on come on," he puffed as he pulled the front of her blouse apart sending buttons flying everywhere.

"No get off! Get off!" Mandy cried, but with his whole weight on her it was proving almost impossible to push him off. It was then she felt him reach down and it didn't take long before she realised what he was doing. He had somehow managed to pull his jogging bottoms part way down together with his underpants and was now puffing and panting trying to pull her skirt up.

"Oh no you don't!" Mandy said with a renewed determination. Then with a rush of adrenalin of her own and one almighty shove she pushed the filthy sweaty old man off and quickly scrambled out of his reach. 

She got to her feet and rushed over to the door. She stood there a moment and tried to compose herself while catching her breath. She quickly smoothed her skirt back down in place, but her blouse was now missing the top four buttons. The trouble is when you have a massive pair of 34GGs trying to bust their way out that's a major problem. There was nothing she could do as she just stood there with her huge boobs displayed for all to see in their beautiful white lace bra. She again tugged the hem of her skirt down to make sure it covered her stocking tops. She knew how she looked and was unsure what to do or how to deal with the situation she now found herself in.

The old man reached for a dining chair that was next to him and slowly managed to pull himself up onto his feet. He was a truly disgusting sight with his grubby old grey joggers and equally grubby old underpants rolled down to his bony white knees. His cock stood out straight in front of him proud and extremely hard surrounded at its base by a thick forest of matted grey hair. The tip was the deepest purple and swollen beyond belief. It jerked and twitched as if it had a mind of its own while at the same time from the pee slit it trickled clear slimy fluid. It was clear to see, (as if there were any doubt), what was on his mind.

Mandy backed up nervously towards the door. "L....look, let's forget what just happened and if you sign the papers we can say no more about it." She knew from experience that this was a bit of a long shot, but she couldn't think what else to say.

Ernie just sat himself on the chair taking a moment to catch his breath. "I don't think so," came his reply, "what do you expect me to do with this!" He gestured towards the huge erection, "look at my hands."

The pretty blond looked as he held them up, his fingers twisted out of shape by the arthritis that afflicted his 82 year old body. 

"I need help!" He went on as he sat back in the chair spreading his legs apart. "Well? Come on then!" The old man snapped as if it was all her fault and it was down to her to sort his predicament. 

"W....what? Y...you want me to...." Mandy began.

"Well I can't do it myself can I? Not with these hands!" There was a pause. "If you're not going to help me then just take these papers and sod off!" With that he placed his hand on the papers where they sat on the table and angrily flung them over the edge.

"I....well, I don't know what...." She started to say before he interrupted her.

"Well come on then!" He said even though she hadn't even made her decision. "I'm sure your hands are far more capable than mine!"

What could she do? Leave? Of course not! That just wasn't an option. She knew ultimately this deal had to be sealed, it was an impossible situation. In her shocked state her feet seemed rooted to the spot, she couldn't move.

He took the fact that she hadn't left as a green light and leaning on the table slowly pulled himself to his feet. Taking small shuffling steps with his joggers and pants still down around his knees he edged his way closer to her unaided by his walking frame. His eyes were fixed on the exposed lace bra crammed full to bursting point with the most incredible set of knockers imaginable. 

The vision of Mandy still in that sexy little skirt and stockings only now with her white blouse open wide and those huge tits thrusting forward like a pair of over inflated balloons was all the encouragement he needed. It seemed like ages but in fact it was less than a minute before he reached out and placed his old hand on her shoulder for support. Mandy was backed up against the door with nowhere to go, she was trapped.

"Now are you going to be a good girl?" Ernie asked her as he shuffled ever closer.

"P....please," she whispered as tears began to well in her pretty eyes, "p....please don't."

"Now come on, nobody's going to hurt you," he told her as he eyed up her fantastic cleavage licking his lips. "I only want to touch you, you wouldn't deny an old man that would you? I mean you wouldn't be that selfish....would you?" As his words trailed off he buried his face in her sweetly scented neck and began to kiss her. His twisted creepy old hands came up and cupped her massive young breasts. "Ooooooh yes yes yes," his mumbled into her neck as he began to fondle them in their gorgeous white lace bra. 

Mandy could do nothing other than to again beg him to stop which she tried time and time again. But she knew it was useless, he would never stop, he had already gone too far, she had seen it all before. She closed her eyes and tried to put her mind somewhere else as the creepy disgusting old man grew more and more excited from molesting her voluptuous firm young body. Slowly he rubbed his erection up and down against her while one hand crept around behind and fondled her ass.

"Oh God you lovely fresh young thing," he whispered as he moved his face across hers and placed his dirty old lips over hers. "Mmmmmmm," he groaned as he excitedly slobbered all over her soft sweet mouth. The old man was in heaven as he massaged her lovely big tits with one hand and her firm ripe ass with the other.

Mandy knew she had to get him off her as he roughly began trying to pull at her bra. Being part of an expensive set she didn't want the fine garment ruined by this clumsy ham-fisted old perverts attempts to get it off. The stench of his body odour combined with his breath was going to make her sick, it was all getting out of hand, she had to take control. She knew there was only one thing she could do. She had to finish him off as quickly and painlessly as possible, it was the only way. 

"L...let's move over to the sofa," she said as she tried to gently push him away while being careful not to upset the volatile old boy. 

He didn't need asking twice. All the standing was difficult for him and now it sounded as though she was now going to play ball, this was a dream come true.

With a little help from his busty blond victim old Ernie managed to shuffle his way over and sit himself back down on the moth eaten old piece of furniture. Mandy could still turn and run, but there was no point, she had come this far and hopefully in just a few minutes it would all be over and she could leave with the signed papers.

As the old boy relaxed back into the sofa Mandy had a good idea from the state of his throbbing dribbling cock that it probably wouldn't take much to get it all over with.

Arrogantly he lay himself down along the full length of the sofa as if it was now up to her to take control. Of course she knew what needed to be done and so she stepped up alongside him and looked down at the disgusting shrivelled old man expectantly waiting with his drooling mouth hanging wide open. Mandy knew the drill by now and in an attempt to save her expensive bra from being destroyed she reluctantly pulled the huge lace cups down and lifted her magnificent breasts out. 

"Oh my God!" Was all he could muster as his eyes bulged from their sockets. Her breasts were simply like nothing on earth. They looked so big and heavy yet perfectly shaped and thrusting forward as if they were weightless. He had never seen anything like it as her nipples stood out hard and proud, a sign, as he chose to see it, that she had to be excited too.

Mandy felt sick as she gently knelt down on the floor alongside him, her huge naked boobs now right in front of his face. "I....if I do this you'll sign the papers....deal?" 

"Oh yes....deal....DEAL!" Ernie excitedly replied his eyes fixed on the phenomenal jugs now right in front of his nose.

The pretty 20 year old looked along the old mans body until she found herself staring at the painful looking erection that stood up hard and proud. While trying to think of something far less unpleasant she reached her hand out to it. As her fingertips brushed across it the old man suddenly let out a cry and grabbed her tits in his hands before biting down hard with his gums onto one of her nipples. Mandy leaned further forward shoving her breasts into his dirty ugly face as she took a firm hold of his smelly old cock. Clear slimy fluid trickled from its swollen purple head which Mandy gently smeared around all over it with her thumb.

His balls seemed to spontaneously dance up and down in their sack as if they had a mind of their own. He groaned over and over as her thumb continued to circle the over sensitive glands, the more she did the more smelly fluid seemed to dribble from it. 

"Oh you beautiful thing oh my yes yes don't stop," he moaned as he desperately fondled and squeezed her massive tits all over. "Mmmmmmm," he went on as he sunk his old gums into their firm ripeness licking and slobbering like a disgusting old dog. Ernie couldn't believe what was happening, this was like all of his dreams come true and he was making the absolute most of it. 

Mandy could see that it was all too much for the horrible old man and despite the fact that he disgusted her she couldn't help but get a little pleasure from seeing the affect she was having on him. All his arrogance and grumpy attitude seemed to vanish and were replaced by a desperate quivering wreck of a man who was now firmly under her control. She couldn't understand it as her own unexplainable sexual urges grew at seeing his almost unbearable state of excitement. She wanted to tease him, both as a way of making him suffer but also to satisfy her own growing urges. 

But for old Ernie it was all about to come to an all too quick yet explosive end. The feel of her soft sweet hand on his throbbing erection was too much, especially combined with the teasing trick she was pulling with her thumb as she continued to circle it over his slimy wet glands. Suddenly his old legs began to twitch as he drew his knees up. Mandy watched his old balls rise as they tightened up, she knew what was about happen.....and she wasn't wrong.

"Oh God yes! Oh God don't stop don't stop!" Ernie said desperately with ever quickening breaths. The sensation in his cock was incredible as at long last he felt the massive contents of his balls begin powering their way up through it.

"Oh fuck these big fuckin' tits!" The old man puffed as he squashed them together hard sinking his twisted old fingers deeply into the firm mass of flesh while rubbing his filthy old face all over them. 

"AAAAARGH YES YES YES AAAAAARGH YES!!!!!" He cried out as all of a sudden a huge rope of thick stinking spunk surged high into the air. The old man cried out as Mandys thumb gently continued rubbing the underside of his bulbous swollen cock head. As a second and a third rope quickly followed she tightened her grip around his shaft and pumped it hard. This was pure heaven for old Ernie as an endless amount of stored up spunk was finally released from his long suffering balls. 

As Mandy worked her magic fingers up and down his pulsating cock the old pervert was gorging on her beautiful naked breasts, groping and massaging them all over as he sucked and chewed first one nipple then the other with his drooling toothless old mouth. 

All too soon the lovely Mandy was squeezing the final drops of sperm from a very grateful and satisfied Ernie. Expertly she carried on masturbating the old boy getting gradually slower and slower until she was sure he had nothing left to give. 

As she stopped and held her hand to look at it dripping in an old mans sperm she felt a mixture of feelings. Firstly disgust at what he had just made her do, but also a strange satisfaction at knowing what a relief it must have been for him and how much he must have enjoyed it.

Ernie seemed too exhausted to move as he finally released her breasts from his vice-like grip and lay there catching his breath. Mandy got to her feet and went through to the kitchen to wash her hands. 

Unable to help himself the dirty old sod watched her generous shapely bum swaying in that tight red skirt, and as he did he realised far from being spent she was still getting him excited.

Obviously he was in a state of virtual disbelief at what had just happened, it was more than he would have ever dared dream of. But this was an opportunity, one that most people never get in an entire lifetime, girls like Mandy truly are one in a million and he certainly would never be in this position again. So he knew it was unfair on the poor girl but he wanted more, much more. 

"Are you now ready to finally sign these papers then?" Mandy enquired as she came back into the room.

"Oh...er...yes yes, of course lets have them then," he answered as he pulled his jogging bottoms and underpants back up and shuffled over to sit himself at the table. The pretty young girl hoped that he was now going to honour his word so she could finally leave. 

Mandy, feeling safer now, stood alongside him. Even with her tits back in her bra but the missing buttons of her blouse still leaving everything exposed she was sure she would be safe. But she underestimated just what a sex starved old pervert Ernie was, she had no idea that just by standing so close to him something was already starting to stir.

"Oh what's that?" he suddenly enquired noticing something on her skirt.

"What?"

"That!" Ernie went on pointing at it, "looks like we've made a bit of a mess."

Mandy looked down to see a rather large sticky patch of sperm all down the side of it. "Oh dam! That's going to stain!" She sounded rather upset, partly because the skirt will be ruined but more because she would have to explain what it was when she got back to the office.

"Take it off and go soak it in the kitchen sink," he told her. Seeing the look on her face he carried on, "don't worry I haven't got it in me again, besides what choice do you have if you want to save it, I've got an old dryer out there too."

Mandy knew he was right, she didn't want to take it off in front of him, but at the same time she couldn't go back like it as it was pretty obvious what it was. So after a few moments debating with herself she reached behind and unfastened the zipper, what choice did she have? Stepping away from the old man, just in case, she slipped the skirt down to the floor and stepped out of it.

This was all Ernie needed. The sight of this girl in her stockings suspenders and matching panties was too much. Add to this the blouse held together by just two buttons at the bottom so her bra was on full display, she was basically standing there in just her underwear and nothing else! His ancient old cock stiffened rapidly in his underpants and it was then he knew he was going to have to fuck her, no hand jobs this time, he needed to take this one last chance to feel his cock inside a tight young pussy! 

Unaware of what was on his mind the still ridiculously naive girl took her skirt through to the kitchen to wash it in the sink. The dirty scheming old pervert chewed hard on his bottom lip when he saw her cheeky buttocks in the white lace panties she was wearing. What a shape, her body was almost too good to be true. But true it was and he couldn't wait a moment longer, he knew what he wanted and he was sure he was going to get it, no matter what she may say!

He reached inside his joggers and gave himself a little rub as he watched her through the opened kitchen door standing at the sink. Seeing her sideways on he couldn't picture a more impressive sight. The provocative way her ass thrust out was unbelievable especially when coupled with the sight of her huge tits bouncing and swaying in front of her, she really was a true wonder of nature. 

After a minute or two she took the soaking skirt out of the sink and as she threw it into the dryer she suddenly realised the potential position she could be in. The dial said it would take 20 minutes, she couldn't just stand around in her underwear for 20 minutes!

That's when the old man called her back through to the front room to ask her where he was to sign the papers.

"At last," Mandy thought to herself as she hurried back in to show him. She looked like a cock teasing porn star in her stockings and suspenders with her tits bouncing and swaying heavily in her bra as she hurried in.

"Here, here, and here," she said as she leant over the table alongside him pointing out where on the papers.

"Mmmmm....what about here?" Ernie said as without warning he brought his hand up between her legs and pressed against her panty covered pussy.

Mandy quickly jumped back out of his reach, "look you promised!"

"I know I know," he answered in a slightly annoyed tone, "and I will sign, but I just need one more favour...."

"What?" Mandy replied, as if she didn't know.

A smile came across his dirty old face as he eyed her up and down. "You are just so gorgeous," he whispered as he reached forwards, "come on, be a good girl". Mandy didn't know what to do think as his creepy old hands began to feel their way up and down her stocking clad thighs. Again she suddenly stepped back and tried ordering him to stop. But the old man wasn't interested in what she wanted and honestly didn't care what she thought, he had just one thing on his mind.

He then turned back to the table and picked the pen up, holding it awkwardly in his twisted old fingers and signed the first part of the forms. "There you go," he said, "now your turn to do something for me."




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 32



The recent encounter with Ernie had left Mandy questioning many things about herself. She knew deep down she had always enjoyed being a tease. Even way back when she first encountered old George she knew she got a certain thrill from seeing the affect she had on him, and this thrill was something that had been becoming more and more obvious as time went on.

She knew all the men she had encountered were disgusting, but at the same time she also knew that if she had really and truly wanted to she could have refused their demands, surely that's what most people would have done! So why didn't she? After all she was a beautiful 20 year old blond with a body that staggered everyone she met, she could have literally any man she wanted without question. So what was it about these dirty sad old men that she despised without question that left her feeling so aroused?

The answers to these questions were staring her in the face, they always really had been, but she only began to accept it one morning as she awoke from a deep and satisfying sleep. As is often the case she couldn't remember what she had dreamt about, all she knew was that whatever it was it had left her feeling very moist between the legs. So much so that the lovely 20 year old needed to play with herself to bring about a quick and desperately needed orgasm before she could even get out of bed. 

This was when, for the first time, she had the courage and self honesty to accept the answer to the question that had been bugging her for so long. As she brought herself to a very powerful climax she saw the faces of all the sad and lonely old men flash before her eyes. Every one of them appeared a disgusting and filthy specimen of a man, not the sort that you would normally expect a pretty young thing like Mandy to think of when needing to fulfil her sexual urges. It was then that the reason hit her, of course, it suddenly seemed so obvious. It wasn't their ugly faces that excited her........what she truly found exciting was the expressions on them!!!

You see she knew just what a sexy girl she was, and she knew the almost unbearable temptation these men felt when in her presence. At the same time she knew just how deprived and desperate dirty ugly old men like these had to be, which led to them being ultimately so incredibly grateful. They would have dreamt of girls like her so many times, and they would know they would have more chance of flying to the moon than ever even meeting one. Then she would come along like an answer to their prayers, with the gift of her incredible body being flaunted before them like some sort of dream.

They couldn't help being the way they were, they were only human and still had the same urges as any younger man. The trouble was they were never given the opportunity to vent them in the same way. This was what made them more grateful, and it was that gratitude and disbelief that she saw in every one of their lust fuelled faces.

So, still feeling incredible horny and with these thoughts flying around in her head, Mandy dressed for work. Even yet she debated with herself whether to even consider giving in to her true desires or not, after all the very idea was almost perverse. She knew it was wrong and anyone would be disgusted if they knew, but she couldn't help but wonder about the satisfaction she might get from teasing some poor unfortunate.

It was a lovely sunny day and as she made her way on the bus to work she was soon presented with a situation that she could maybe use to try out her theory. She wasn't going to throw herself at anyone, but she did wonder if she might get a small thrill from teasing some poor unsuspecting guy. 

Mandy wore her estate agents uniform as usual but being a hot day she had decided not to wear her jacket. She knew how she looked in the crisp white blouse that hugged her figure tightly as it struggled to contain that massive pair of 34GGs. Her short red skirt too attracted a lot of attention, the tightly fitting garment displaying the most incredibly sexy ass imaginable. As a change from the usual, and partly because of the way she was feeling, she wore a fine pair of black seamed stockings that looked so sexy with the red of her skirt.

It was standing room only, as always, and Mandy had noticed while waiting at the bus stop a scruffy old man that she guessed to be about 50 - 60 with his dull and dreary looking wife. He looked familiar and after pondering why for a moment she realised she had often seen him walk by her house. 

She caught him craftily eyeing her up, not in an obvious way, more in a sneaky terrified of being caught sort of way. There was nothing unusual about this, it happened all the time with men of every age. But this man looked a bit of a sad old boy with nothing much going for him. It was obvious too that his wife looked like the typical sort of old battleaxe that had long since closed the door on any sort of sexual activity. He wasn't doing anything wrong, most other men at the stop had checked her out too. But he was obviously being careful though in case the wife caught him looking. 

Mandy actually felt a little sorry for the bespectacled little man while at the same time having to stop herself from giggling as she looked him over. He wore a pair of old khaki shorts that hung baggy around his scrawny white legs. On his feet he wore grey ankle socks and open toed sandals, not a good look. He had on a plain white t-shirt that had obviously had all the shape washed out of it as it didn't seem to fit all that well. The most noticeable thing though was his greasy grey hair, or rather its style. He was obviously bald on top but had combed his hair forward from halfway down the back of his head, it looked quite ridiculous.

Everything about him looked old and tired and rather sad, from the scruffy baggy old shorts to the ludicrous comb over. The sight of Mandy in her work attire was probably the highlight of his day. Every time she glanced in his direction he quickly looked away, it was obvious that he couldn't take his eyes off her....and who could really blame him.

His wife had managed to get the last seat on the bus and didn't seem to care that her husband was left standing. The seat was near to the front and the poor old boy was left out in the centre aisle gradually being pushed further and further towards the back. Mandy too was left standing and as the bus filled up she too was shunted further and further back until she was standing right in front of him. 

There was an unpleasant whiff of body odour in the air but that didn't deter Mandy from her thoughts. She knew that if she wanted to this would be a golden opportunity to be rather naughty and do some serious cock teasing. She found herself standing with her back to him and as the bus lurched off couldn't help but wonder what thoughts would be going through his mind. 

As she glanced around the bus at all the early morning "zombies" gazing blankly out the windows she noticed a chrome light fitment just above her head. It was almost mirror-like and as she checked herself in it she noticed the old mans reflection right behind her as clear as day. With nobody much paying any attention she could clearly see him looking down and soon figured he was staring at her bottom. He had no idea she could see him and probably wasn't even aware that every few seconds he was licking his lips as his eyes feasted on the glorious sight right before him.

Mandy again glanced around the bus. A couple of guys were obviously checking her out as they looked away rather awkwardly when they realised they had been caught. Other than that nobody was paying much attention to anything. She again looked at the old boys reflection and watched as his eyes roamed up her back before moving his head slightly to one side as if trying to see over her shoulder. As he kept on ogling her in a not very subtle way it quickly became obvious he was trying to have a sneaky look at her magnificent bust.

She knew that like all the others he would have probably given anything to be allowed to reach around and take them in his hands, a thought that, as it so often did, made Mandy feel rather smug. She continued to watch as he looked furtively around the bus before again casting his old eyes over her fit young ass. 

She didn't know why but the urge to give him a treat was beginning to overwhelm her, all she knew was the affect she was clearly having on him seemed to excite her. It must have been the devil within but she just knew what it would mean to the pathetic scruffy old guy to accidentally get a quick touch of the untouchable.

That was when she decided to do something. She arched her back a little which caused her shapely ass to stick out even more than usual and waited for the bus to slow down. She again checked the reflection and saw the old man looking down at her rear, the expression on his sad old face was a picture. Now she was feeling mischievous and all she needed was a way of breaking the ice with this pathetic looking loser, and so quickly came up with an idea. 

As the bus picked up speed again she pretended to lose her balance and stepped back to steady herself. As she did she felt her bum make contact with his groin area and, acting as if she lost her balance, she fell backwards against him. In an instant he instinctively grabbed her by the waist to steady her. Mandy grabbed his wrists, apparently by accident, to save herself from falling. The lucky old boy just stood there as she pushed them down as if she was trying to hold herself up, and in doing so she moved his hands down over her hips. Then, taking a second to compose herself, (and giving him a generous opportunity to freely feel of the smooth tightness of her skirt), she turned to face him keeping his hands in place the whole time.

"Oh thank you," she said quietly enough so as to not draw attention to the situation. Standing extremely close and with her breasts now lightly pushing against his chest the cruel little cock teaser looked straight into his eyes.

For a few seconds the old man didn't know what to do, being this close he could have so easily leaned forward and kissed those succulent pouting lips, the temptation was mouth-watering. At the same time his mind was focusing on two other things that had grabbed his immediate attention. First his hands resting on her hips and his fingertips now just reaching the start of the swell at the top of her delicious ass. Secondly the two magnificently huge firm knockers that were now gently pressing into his chest. 

"Y...you're welcome," he replied politely but clearly very nervously.

Mandy noticed his ever reddening face and, as she slowly stepped back from him she asked, "I know you don't I?"

"Er...y....yes yes," he replied sounding rather surprised. "I live behind you, er, m...my garden backs onto yours."

"Oh yes!" Mandy replied as if she now remembered. The truth was she had never known who lived in the house behind theirs, she had never really paid it much attention at all, but he clearly knew who she was. 

They exchanged pleasantries for a few seconds, all the time the old boy was clearly embarrassed, he seemed to trip over his words as he tried to speak and his face grew redder by the second. The fact was the old man wasn't used to speaking to attractive young women especially ones that look like Mandy.

Soon the conversation dried up and they both turned away and gazed off out the window. Mandy couldn't help but wonder if he was excited by this brief and apparently innocent experience. She wondered what thoughts were really going through his mind, and if she had caused him to have any swelling down below.

Just then the bus stopped and a few people got off leaving a seat available next to where they were standing. Mandy pretended not to notice it and so the elderly man sat himself down next to some kid with headphones on in a world of his own staring out the window into the distance.

Now rather enjoying her teasing little game and feeling the urge to give the stranger a bit more of a thrill Mandy stood a little closer holding onto a ceiling strap with one hand. Turning away slightly she discreetly popped the third button on her blouse, the one under the most strain directly between her outward thrusting tits. 

As she turned back to face him she appeared to casually gaze out of the window apparently unaware of her slight wardrobe malfunction. But as she glanced down at the old boy it was clear that he had noticed straight away. He fidgeted uncomfortably in his seat and, although he knew he could get caught at any minute, he couldn't help but take advantage of the situation and feast his eyes on the cock hardening spectacle. 

She had positioned herself so her chest was directly in front of his face and just a matter of inches away. She knew he exactly what he could see, the pretty little red bow between the two huge 34GG black lace cups of her bra. Not only that but also, she felt sure, a small part of her deep cleavage. She felt so powerful and smug as she took a few quick glances down delighting in the gormless expression of complete wonderment all over his silly old face.

Then, as the bus went over a bump in the road, the huge pair bounced and swayed gently in their lacy confines giving the old man a treat that caused him to gulp down the excessive saliva welling in his mouth. 

Just then the bus stopped and the guy sat by the window next to the old man stood up and got off the bus leaving the seat vacant. 

"May I?" Mandy asked gesturing towards the empty seat.

"Oh yes, s..sorry," he quickly replied with an air of nervous embarrassment. It must have crossed his mind to let her clamber across him, but he couldn't, that would just be too obvious. Instead he shuffled across leaving his seat for the pretty young blond to sit down on.

Mandy now had another opportunity to exploit in her mission to mercilessly tease the old boy. 

She sat so close that her thigh was hard up against his and then, acting all innocent, she crossed one leg over the other exposing the dark black band of her stocking top. This was too easy, she knew she had to be sending the poor old boys head into a spin. From the corner of her eye she could see him furtively glancing down every few seconds at the wonderfully sexy spectacle she was freely giving to him. With her hands clasped together on her lap she pretended not to realise, and as she gazed down the bus she was surprised by his next move, a move that confirmed what she was doing to him.

He seemed to have an itch as he scratched his knee quite vigorously for a few seconds. When he finished however he left his hand on his leg and it seemed to somehow "accidentally" slip down between them so the backs of his bony old fingers were now touching her stocking clad thigh. Mandy pretended not to notice but he was definitely trying to have a feel as his fingers moved slightly as if rubbing against the nylon. 

Still she ignored what he was doing, he was now obviously excited as he lay his other hand in his lap directly over where he was undoubtedly having trouble with his swelling erection. As Mandy was now approaching her stop she decided to "notice" her unbuttoned blouse and subtly she fastened it back up.

With her little game now coming to an end Mandy readied herself to get off the bus. As she did she slid forward on the seat and, holding the back of the seat in front, paused a moment before getting to her feet. The old boy must have had a near heart attack because in that moments pause Mandy had exposed not only her stocking top, but also a portion of her bare thigh together with a length of black lace suspender strap. Then, feeling quietly smug, the naughty little tease got to her feet and left the bus.

As she began to walk the short distance to work she heard a woman's raised voice behind. A quick glance over her shoulder confirmed it was the old man's wife, they had got off at the same stop. She was giving him all sorts of grief over what had just happened. Although he was completely innocent of any wrong-doing it didn't seem to stop her from accusing him of all sorts.

Mandy slowed her pace to try and listen to what was being said. "You stupid pathetic old fool," she ranted, "I saw you drooling over that blond tart like an old pervert!" The old man just looked down at the ground mumbling some sort of apology. 

"Tart?" Mandy thought to herself, "how dare she!"

Still it didn't take away the feeling of power that came with what she had just done, not to mention the slight turn-on of knowing the frustrated state she had probably left him in. Mandy smiled to herself as she imagined the pathetic sex starved old man alone later desperately poubding on his cock masturbating over the whole experience, even though it seemed pretty mild and innocent to her.

Anyway the events of her working day soon put the whole thing to the back of her mind. Until, that is, she was again on the bus heading home. She remembered that the old guy had said he lived in the house behind hers, and with it being Friday and with the whole weekend ahead of her she felt the teasing little devil within once again begin to stir. 

When she got home she poured herself a glass of lemonade and went to sit out in the garden for a while before getting changed. With the sun still hot and the early evening breeze she relaxed back in her chair and decided to take a short while to just chill out.

Still dressed in her skirt and blouse and with her legs sheathed in the black stockings she decided to undo the top buttons of her blouse to catch some sun on her cleavage. She considered removing her stockings so her legs could get the sun too, but figured it wasn't worth bothering with as she would be getting changed to go out shortly anyway.

Sitting out on a reclining chair on the lawn she began to doze off in the heat of the sun. For about 20 minutes she sat there in that half asleep half awake state when she suddenly thought she heard a rustling sound coming from the bushes at the end of the garden. The pretty young blond listened for a moment before coming to the conclusion that it had to be birds. 

After a few minutes she heard the noise again but still thought nothing of it. Looking down herself she undid another button on her blouse and spread it open revealing even more cleavage along now with the edge of her pretty black lace bra.

As she settled down to enjoy just another 5 minutes in the sun there was an almighty crash that sounded like something heavier than a bird hitting the fence and landing in the bushes. It was quickly followed by a strange groaning sound.

Mandy quickly leapt to her feet and went to see what all the commotion was about. The fence at the bottom of the garden was quite high but with the aid of a conveniently positioned rock she managed to peer over the top and down the other side.

"Oh my goodness!" Mandy exclaimed as she saw in a crumpled heap on the floor surrounded by broken bushes the old man she had met earlier. Laying across his chest was an old stepladder, he seemed to be in some pain. "Don't move!" She cried.

Without hesitation the kind hearted girl rushed as quickly as her stilettos would allow out into the street and around the corner to the old mans house. She rushed through the gate and into the garden where he had managed to crawl out from the bushes and onto the lawn.

As he lay there staring up at the sky he heard the "click click" sound of her heels on the garden path as she hurried over to him.

"Where does it hurt?" The concerned 20 year old asked. 

"M...my leg," he groaned as he held the top of his thigh. "I...I think I've pulled something." His face was beaded with sweat and his expression was one of somebody in pain.

"I'll go and get your wife."

"She's not home, she's away now for the rest of the weekend," he replied.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 32



"Oh no!" Mandy said, "okay let's see what we can do." She looked down unsure of what to do. "Look don't move it, I.....er, I know a little bit about massaging and muscles and stuff....perhaps I could try and massage it, would that help?"

"Erm....yes, th...that might help," he replied rather taken aback by her kind offer. "I'm sure it's only a muscle pull, it's got to be worth a try." 

"Yes of course, let's have a look," she said as she knelt down on the soft grass beside him. She saw him looking at her chest with some obvious interest and it was then that she realised the top few buttons of her blouse were still undone. She was giving him a spectacular view of her incredible cleavage together with a glimpse of her lace bra. 

Mandy then suddenly wondered what he was doing on a ladder at the fence. Was he spying on her? The absence of any gardening tools would certainly suggest so, perhaps this pathetic old codger wasn't quite as innocent as she would maybe have originally believed. She couldn't help but wonder, had he been playing with himself while spying on her? But it was a fleeting thought and she quickly put it out of her mind, he deserved the benefit of the doubt....but he had definitely been spying on her, she was sure of that.

Kneeling down she noticed she was displaying a portion of stocking top too. Just as she thought she should adjust her clothing that prick teasing little devil popped into her head. "Why not let him look, if it makes his day then what the hell," she thought to herself as she placed her soft hands gently onto his scrawny white knee.

This was suddenly turning into a golden opportunity to do some serious teasing, and without giving it too much thought Mandy decided that's exactly what she was going to do..........

The old man was still wearing the same baggy old khaki shorts and so she carefully began to feel her way under them and along his leg. "Tell me if I hurt you," she said in a kind caring tone.

"Er...y....yeah, yeah I will," he replied with that look on his face that Mandy had come to know so well. It was that same old look that she was now beginning to realise she delighted in seeing. Nervously he stroked his greasy grey hair with the palm of his hand in an attempt to keep it forward over his bald head, it wasn't really working as strands of it hung over his ears and down the back of his neck. This was one seriously unattractive man, but to the voluptuous young blond that just made him even more of a target for her fun and games.

Now she was in full cock teasing mode, and nobody did it better than Mandy. She knew exactly what she was doing as she felt her was along the inside of his thigh gently massaging as she went. His face was a picture, clearly lost in the whole experience he had no idea how obvious he was being as he just stared at her. 

"Oh my name's Mandy by the way."

"Donald........or...or you can call me Don," came the somewhat distracted old mans reply.

"Oh, okay Don, well let's see if we can't help you with this pain.

To be honest the pain was the last thing on his mind as the beautiful 20 year olds hand teasingly felt its way higher and higher under his old shorts. Her touch was something he hadn't experienced in a very very long time. Couple this with the incredible display of her cleavage and stocking tops he couldn't control the inevitable reaction of his rapidly swelling cock.

Mandy could see he was enjoying it but continued to act all innocent as she slipped her fingers inside his thigh and started to gently rub it. His balls were only a few inches away yet still she manipulated and massaged further and further up. She knew exactly what she was doing. The old man had suddenly become very silent, the air was electric and Mandy noticed the lump growing inside his shorts. 

"Is that helping?" She sweetly asked pretending to be unaware of the spectacular view she was giving him.

"Yea...." he squeaked before quickly clearing his throat, "yes, yes that's certainly helping."

"Good," she replied as she realised not only was her hand up his shorts, but also inside his equally baggy old boxers! This became obvious when she felt the back of her fingers brush against something. The old man gasped as if struggling to catch his breath and Mandy realised that what she was touching was his hairy old ball sack. It was only a light touch, one that she could easily pretend not to notice, but it was a touch none the less, and one that seemed to have the old man beginning to tremble with excitement.

Mandy continued for a few seconds massaging his inner thigh with the backs of her fingers lightly tickling his hairy old scrotum. As she moved her hand around she extended her little finger slightly causing its tip to stroke one of his balls. 

"How's that?" She innocently asked, "any better?" The old guy was clearly thrilled by what she was doing, it was probably the biggest thrill he had had for many years. Unfortunately it left him incapable of speaking, all he could do was nod his perspiration covered head in agreement.

After a few more seconds of this merciless teasing she slowly withdrew her hand back down his skinny old leg. She figured that was just enough, she couldn't continue for fear that he might soon get the wrong idea.

She took this moment to suddenly look down at her gaping blouse. "Oh my word, look at me, oh how embarrassing!" She cried. With that she pulled her hand out from his shorts and, standing up, quickly began to button it back up.

Old Don felt the wave of disappointment wash over him, firstly at her removing her hand, and secondly at her doing her blouse back up, (although the tightness of her blouse stretched across those huge knockers looked almost as good). All was not lost however. He noticed that in standing astride him this way he could see straight up her skirt between her legs. Not caring now if she saw him looking or not it was clear this was an opportunity not to be missed. He could see the bare inner thighs above her stocking tops and with a slight duck of the head he could just see the triangle of black lace that was her panties.

Mandy saw him looking, but still in full teasing mode gave him a few seconds to enjoy the view before eventually stepping over him and moving to one side.

She felt she had now gone far enough. He was clearly a dirty old man under that innocent looking exterior and she had managed to tease him as far as she dare. She knew only too well what she could drive these men to, and not wanting to push her luck she decided enough was enough.

"Let's get you in the house," she said.

His reaction couldn't have been more obvious as he reached out a hand for her to help him to his feet. She knew if she helped him he would almost certainly try and grab a free grope. But the whole point of her teasing was the feeling of power and control it gave HER. She was making the decisions and she decided she didn't want him going that far......which makes the whole experience for her even more of a tease.

"Sorry, I don't think I'm strong enough.......I'll get something for you to lean on so you can pull yourself up," she suggested. 

The old man seemed to turn a bit grumpy. He was obviously disappointed which annoyed Mandy a little. She felt he should have been grateful for what he had already had, and not been so greedy, "what a cheek," she thought. 

After a few moments pause to see if she would give in and offer him a hand he told her there was a walking stick in the house.

Mandy quickly turned and as she got to the back door she heard him shout after her that it was probably upstairs in his wifes bedroom. Instantly she picked up on the fact that they obviously had separate rooms, something that explained even more the reasons for his lusting after her.

As she entered the house she noticed it was a typical old persons place, it was rather damp and musty with decor that dated back to the seventies. When she got upstairs she noticed the door to his wifes bedroom was open and as she entered she saw the walking stick propped up against the wall. She grabbed it and hurried from the room and went to go back down the stairs. It was then that she saw the closed door to what had to be his bedroom. She didn't know why, perhaps just plain curiosity, but she felt the urge to have a quick peek inside.

Knowing old Don was still laid out in the garden she knew there was no chance of being caught, and so she opened the door and crept in. 

It was exactly as she expected, a tired looking old bed with an old fashioned candlewick bedspread, an old battered wardrobe and wallpaper that looked as if it was put up during the war. The pretty blond smiled to herself in a knowing way, it was just as she would have imagined.

But then as she was about to leave, something caught her eye. She noticed a chair positioned at the window just to one side facing out. In the seat there was a pair of very old binoculars and she couldn't help but wonder what they were there for, and so went over to have a quick look. 

She looked out of the window and should have guessed that he had a clear view straight across the gardens to her house, and more importantly she realised, straight into her bedroom window!

Mandy felt a chill run down her spine as she thought of this dirty old pervert spying on her. A million thoughts raced through her mind. How much he would have seen? How often had she gotten changed without drawing the curtains? How long had he been doing this? Then she saw something else. It was confirmation, as if it were needed, of what the dirty old man had been doing......On the window sill was a half empty box of tissues.

"Oh no! You disgusting old pervert!" Mandy said out loud realising what they were so obviously for. Then she could smell something rotten, was it stale food? Or worse? There was a bin with a lid on it beside the chair, the smell was coming from there. Curiosity again got the better of her and she just had to lift the lid and look inside.

"Oh my God!" She shrieked.

Inside it was rammed full of what looked like hundreds of old screwed up tissues. She felt physically sick, it was obvious what they had been used for, every one of them screwed up into a tight crusty ball. "You dirty old wanker," she again said out loud. It made her angry to think of just how many times he must have sat there watching her while jerking himself off. The bin full of spunk encrusted tissues told her it was a hell of a lot, no wonder he couldn't take his eyes off her earlier that day.

She left the room and hurried back down the stairs and out into the garden. Giving him the walking stick she made her excuses and quickly left. Old Don was left somewhat confused by her sudden hurried departure and couldn't help but wonder what had just happened. His question was soon answered when he went back into the house and going up stairs he found his bedroom door open. He always closed it without fail, he knew she had been snooping around and quickly realised she must have seen his chair and binoculars........his only hope was that she hadn't seen the bin that he constantly forgot to empty.

Now Don had been watching Mandy for the past two years or so. It began when he and his wife decided that their marriage was in effect over and he moved into the back bedroom. It was by chance that he saw Mandys bedroom light on one evening and was treated to the most wonderful spectacle. To secretly be able to watch a beautiful big busted blond 18 year old parading around in her underwear was a dream come true for the old man. Add to that the very occasional briefest flash of her naked body and he was in heaven! Since then he had got to know her routine and made a point of being seated at the window with binoculars at the ready when he knew she would be probably getting changed. 

The past two years had been consumed by his fascination and lust for this girl, so to have her standing just inches away from him on the bus today was like a dream come true. Add to that the unbelievable cock teasing antics that followed and the day turned into one of the best he could ever remember.

Mandy meanwhile had gone home and as soon as she got indoors she went straight to her bedroom window and, briefly glancing up at the Dons, she closed the curtains. 

She spent the rest of the evening feeling disgusted by the goings on of the old man living behind her. It was more the downright cheek of someone thinking they have the right to spy on her in the privacy of her bedroom. She still couldn't help but wonder however how long he had been doing it and how many times. Also what had he seen? Obviously he must have watched her getting dressed and undressed, but did he ever see her naked or just in her underwear? What about the times she had spent with Ted? What about the time George came sneaking around her bedroom window? The possibilities were endless, so much so that she knew she had to stop thinking about it or she would drive herself mad with it all.

The following day started for Don much as any other Saturday. As usual, with his wife being away as she so often was, he had been watching Mandy's house for much of the morning. He knew she was alone as he had observed her parents going out together first thing. 

Of course this was the other thrill he got, the fact that there was another big busted beauty living there, Mandys mother, Alison. For a frustrated old wanker she too had been the inspiration for many bouts of lonely masturbation. Whether she was gardening or hanging the washing out or even just heading off to work, he would always need to relieve the swelling she caused in his cock. Her tits too were the stuff of many a fantasy, and if Mandy wasn't around to lust over then she was always a good second option for a sex starved old pervert like Don.

The one thing that always puzzled him however was the regular visits she seemed to make to the old man living next door. As he kept a fairly close eye on the place it wasn't long before he noticed something seemed to be going on, especially as she only ever seemed to call round when the rest of the family had gone off to work. He couldn't see how she would be having an affair with him, he was just too old and fat, but there was definitely something suspicious about it all. Anyway it didn't concern him and so he never really gave it too much thought.

She was however always worth a good old lust over and that very morning was just such an occasion, one where an opportunity arose that couldn't be resisted. He watched her following her husband out of the house looking very sexy in a tight pair of white trousers and a pale blue blouse. As she had to stand in plain sight and wait for her him to get the car out of the garage he took the opportunity to focus his binoculars on her voluptuous curves. Quickly realising he probably had a good minute or so of uninterrupted viewing he quickly unzipped his trousers and pulled out his poor frustrated cock.

He had a habit of speaking out loud when he played with himself. "Ooh yes you dirty fuckin' slut," he muttered as he began to stroke his hand up and down his quickly stiffening shaft. This was the real Don, the one nobody really ever saw, the one who spent every waking minute having dirty thoughts about women he could never have. "Bet that wanker husband of yours fucked you good and hard this morning," he went on as he rubbed up and down on his solid erection. "Ooh yeah, bet he pumped your cunt full of spunk. Oooh yeah and I bet you're still wet and wanting more." Faster and faster he rubbed himself when all of a sudden Alison turned her back to him and bent over to stroke the neighbours cat that was now purring around her feet. With the white trousers now stretched incredibly tight across her gorgeous meaty buttocks he could easily see through the thin white material to the white lace thong that she wore underneath. It was a sight that just looked simply too good for the frustrated old pervert.

"Oh fuck yes you cock teasing fuckin' bitch, look at that lovely big ass." He was now losing control and trembled with excitement as he wanked himself harder and harder. "You're doing that on purpose," he spat, "you know I'm watching you don't you, ooh you slut you love teasin' me and making me hard you bitch." 

He imagined himself standing behind her grabbing her hips and rubbing his cock up and down against between those glorious buttocks. "Oh yes you want it you bitch," he hissed through gritted teeth as he focused his binoculars on the outline of her sexy lace thong. "Oooh look at that, ooh fuck me fuck me!" He rarely got such a great view and couldn't believe his luck as she remained bending over for a good while. 

As his excitement reached fever pitch he imagined yanking those tight trousers down her thighs and pulling that ass back onto his cock. "You want my cock in that lovely big ass, you want me to fuck you hard you dirty fuckin' bitch, oh yes you love it you fuckin' love it......aaargh AAARGH AAAARGH FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!" Then, as his imagination went into overdrive, a rope of hot sticky spunk shot from his cock all up the curtains. His knees began to buckle as his fist became a blur. He had to sit himself back on the chair that was behind him as another load was quickly followed by another and another. It was a hell of a mess but it didn't matter, he had just enjoyed another one of many such incredible experiences. As he pumped the final drops from his balls he watched Alison get in the car and leave having no idea what she had just done for this sneaky old pervert. 

He had done this so many times before but rarely had he enjoyed such an uninterrupted and perfectly staged display. 

It wasn't long however before his thoughts were focused back on his ultimate fantasy, Mandy, who he knew was alone in the house. After the very unusual events of yesterday involving the gorgeous busty young blond, old Don found his appetite even more insatiable than usual. Just the thought of what he experienced was enough to send him into a cock hardening head spin.

As the afternoon wore on he went about his daily routine, periodically darting up to his bedroom to see if there was any activity from the house behind. Then at about 3 o'clock he finally saw her walk by her bedroom window. It was only the briefest glimpse but it was enough to have him rooted to the spot with binoculars in hand for a good 15 minutes. 

Mandy had enjoyed a nice long lie in and awoke feeling refreshed and in a happy mood. Strangely enough she also felt rather naughty and mischievous just as she had the day before. She was still disgusted at the thought of old Don spying on her but it didn't seem to bother her as much as it had yesterday. 

Realising her parents had gone out for the day she was at a bit of a loose end with nothing really to do. After spending a good hour showering hair washing and general pampering she decided to have a relaxing afternoon in the garden with no more than a cold drink and a good book for company.

She decided to set up her lounger in the shade of the apple tree that grew at the end of the garden. Although it was close to the fence that adjoined Dons garden it did mean that she was out of sight of his prying eyes.

Of course as soon as she emerged he saw her, it was as if he had some sort of sixth sense. Quickly he grabbed his binoculars for a quick look before she vanished from sight again. What she was wearing literally took his breath away, so much so that he let out an audible gasp followed by an exclamation of "FUCK ME!"

She looked incredible as she walked bare foot across the lawn. She wore a pure white off the shoulder gipsy girl top that looked simply mind blowing. All that held it in place was an elastic top edge trimmed with a subtle frill that went over her bust and under her arms. It also had the same along the bottom edge, all in all the garment covered about as much as a tube top would. The difference was that the fabric was very fine white cotton with a looseness to its shape that enabled her huge tits to sway and wobble freely underneath. She had decided not to wear a bra underneath, which was blatantly obvious. The result in such a top was her huge knockers looked absolutely amazing, and incredibly they looked even bigger than usual. It only took the slightest breeze and the flimsy top would mould itself to her body, clinging to the gravity defying 34HH pair showing them off to perfection.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 32



Without hesitation old Don instinctively thrust his hand down inside his pants as she went back to the house to fetch something. Her ass too looked unbelievable in the incredibly short powder blue wrap around skirt that she was wearing. The way her shapely cheeks jutted out caused the garment to stretch so tightly across them that it looked as if they were trying to tear their way out. The skimpy little thing swayed in tune with her cheeky wiggle and the old man prayed for a gust of wind to blow and give him a flash of her panties. The whole cock teasing look left the old man salivating profusely. 

Soon she returned with a cold drink and a book giving Don another quick glimpse of her freely bouncing and swaying tits. Clearly with no bra on it left no doubt in his mind just what a pure miracle of nature they were. To see such big full knockers but with that amazing firmness that comes with youth on such a beautiful sweet girl was a treat rarely equalled.

As she vanished from site and it became obvious that she wasn't going to return the dirty old boy became increasingly desperate to see more of her, but how could he?

Mandy was enjoying the peace and quiet of her garden when all of a sudden she heard something rustling in the bushes just the other side of the fence. Instantly she knew it had to be Don. He was persistent she had to give him that, and despite everything she couldn't help but smile to herself at the thought of what she was obviously doing to this pathetic old boy. 

After a few minutes Mandy saw his face appear over the top of the fence. "Good afternoon," he said realising straight away that she had spotted him. 

All she could see was his eyes and nose peering over the fence, nothing else. She couldn't help but wonder what he was doing behind there......surely he wouldn't be playing with himself.....would he?

"Oh hi there," she replied in a polite chirpy manner, "how's your leg now?"

He seemed distracted for a moment before answering. "O...oh well i...it's ok thank you." As he spoke Mandy noticed he seemed a little breathless and was breaking out in a slight sweat. "Um well actually it's been giving me quite a lot of pain," he said suddenly changing his mind. "Th....thank you for the massage yesterday, that certainly helped."

Mandy wasn't that stupid, she could tell that he was fishing, he must have suddenly realised there was an opportunity here.

Behind the fence old Don was wearing the same baggy old shorts and out of shape t-shirt. One thing she had got right however was that while he was talking to her he had his hand down his shorts and was gently masturbating himself while drinking in the sight of her voluptuous curves. He was going gently because he knew if he wasn't careful he could so easily ejaculate and that would be something he would find hard to conceal. But he was enjoying getting a much closer look at the pretty young blond with her huge knockers while at the same time being able to discreetly play with himself.

Then came the answer he honestly hadn't expected. "Well if it helps," she said, "would you like me to come round and massage it some more? Y...you know, try and ease the pain a little." 

It was hard to say which of them was the more shocked. Mandy because she couldn't quite believe she had said it, although she did still feel rather naughty and the thought of teasing this decrepit old man some more did strangely have its appeal. Or Don because he just couldn't believe his ears, it was more than he could have ever hoped for.

As she headed round Mandy still couldn't quite believe what she was doing, she wasn't going to give him any more than the massage, but she knew only too well what that massage would do to him. 

As she entered his garden she saw him laying a blanket out on the lawn and then rolling another to act as a pillow. She realised as she approached him that the fences and hedgerows were such a height that they were hidden from view of all the neighbours, in fact nobody could see in at all. She knew it was possibly a slightly foolish thing to do but the thought of teasing this old pervert some more still excited her. It was after all just a game, even if a rather cruel one, but it was one that she was in full control of and so why shouldn't she have some fun at this pathetic old mans expense?

Old Don lay himself out on the blanket and watched the object of all his fantasies walking across the lawn towards him. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her magnificent tits and the teasing way they jiggled in that sexy gipsy girl top while the sun glistened on her bare tanned shoulders. She knelt down beside him and exchanged a few pleasantries before asking him again where it hurt.

"Just here," he said pointing to the very top of his thigh right next to his groin area. Mandy knew this was higher than yesterday but decided to play along. She had to stop herself from giggling at his ridiculous hairstyle. Again his attempt to comb it forward across his bald head had failed miserably. Instead it lay back across the rolled up blanket exposing his crusty old head for all to see, not a pretty sight.

His view however was far more pleasing. As Mandy slipped her hand up the front of his shorts feeling her way up his scrawny old thigh she leaned forward slightly. The old man couldn't believe the sight that greeted him as her massive knockers swung forward in the loose fitting top. They were right there just inches above him in all their glory in a top was almost transparent and left very little to the imagination. He could easily see the full shape of each one through the fine cotton, it was such an incredible sight, and already he was desperately wishing he could bring his hands up to cup them and feel their size and weight.

The pretty 20 year old was well aware of what she was doing, and as she reached further up his shorts she found he hadn't any underpants on and at that moment realised that the backs of her fingers were in fact once again brushing against his hairy old ball sack. 

She brought her other hand up and placed it on the ground beside him to support herself, as she did her upper arms gently pressed her boobs together from either side causing them to swell forward. "Is that the right place?" Mandy asked in a sweet girly manner.

"O....oh yes," he sighed as he gulped back the saliva that was now flooding his mouth. It was so obvious now that she was turning him on, not least of all because she clearly noticed the rapidly growing bulge in his shorts. But to Mandy in her mood it was like a red rag to a bull and she couldn't resist pushing him further towards that state of agonising frustration that she thrilled in seeing.

Now she was massaging his thigh right at the top and as she extended her fingers she managed to touch the very base of his cock right behind his balls. She pretended not to realise what she was doing and as she moved her hand around she could see his erection was now forming an impressive tent in the front of his shorts. Now she had an urge to do something, something that she shouldn't want to do, something that she knew was wrong and couldn't do. It was the urge to wrap her fingers around his rock hard cock and begin to pump it up and down for him. 

One look at him and she knew it was something he would have dearly loved, however his ugly sweating old face convinced her that it wasn't going to happen. So she would just continue to enjoy her merciless tormenting of this man that she now knew was nothing more than a filthy old pervert.

Old Don couldn't stop himself from drooling at the sight of those huge young knockers swaying freely right before his eyes covered only by the flimsiest white cotton of her top. He was becoming more and more desperate and didn't know how long he was going to be able to keep his urges under control. Things got even more unbearable when the pretty neighbour appeared to become uncomfortable on her knees and so changed to crouching on one foot and one knee. His eyes nearly popped out of his head when he found himself looking straight up her skirt between her legs. He was so close that he could see every tiny detail of her pretty lace panties. He was sure she had to know what she was doing, she just had to.

Mandy continued to massage his leg but now moved her hand away from his swollen erection. She could see the look of desperation on his face, she knew he would have given anything for her to release him from his frustration. But she was in control and she wanted him to suffer, and that's exactly what he was doing. She watched his eyes one minute ogling her gorgeous big tits, and the next minute peering up her skirt to look at her panties, he was clearly being driven to the point of despair.

Then all of a sudden it was as if something had taken over him he couldn't help himself it was like a reflex action. The most beautiful pair of tits he had ever seen were right there, so close and tempting and it was more than he could do to keep his basic animal instincts under control. So without a thought he brought a hand up and went to touch one, he had to, it was as if he had no choice. For just a second or two before Mandy realised what he was doing he brought his hand up under it and felt its weight 

But Mandy was quick to react, she had seen it coming and no sooner had he got his hand on it she managed to back away. Then his stupid sensibilities took over and he instantly apologised for what he had just done saying he didn't know what came over him.

Mandy of course handled the situation with her usual innocence and understanding. "That's okay," she said, "it was my fault, I should have realised what I was doing."

Old Don couldn't believe his ears, she obviously knew what she was doing and was prepared to take the blame for "making" him lose control. His head was still spinning with what he had just experienced, even if only for a second, it was the greatest thrill to have touched one of those incredibly magnificent boobs that he had been fantasising over for so very long. 

His mind was now in a complete whirl as he recounted what he had just done. In the space of just a second or two he had felt her nipple quite stiff and erect in his palm and as he went to squeeze the huge thing he noticed instantly that rather than being all soft and squishy it was in fact surprisingly hard and firm. No wonder they just sat there thrusting outwards like that completely unaided!

It was then that Mandy decided enough was enough and began to withdraw her hand from under his shorts. The look of disappointment on his face was a picture, and as she pulled it out he stuttered and stammered as if trying to say something but really didn't know what. 

"Ah well," Mandy said trying to act as normal as possible, "I suppose I had better get back, I hope that's helped a little bit."

Suddenly the old man grabbed her wrist and shoved her hand back up his shorts. "No wait!"

Desperately he tried to think of something to say, he needed a reason for her to stay. His cock was as hard as hell and desperately crying out for attention, the sight of this huge breasted young beauty was killing him. Then as she tried to free herself from his grip something came over him, something that was completely out of character, something that he would have never dreamt he would do, but then that was the affect that Mandy had.

The expression on his face changed as he tried to force her to touch his raging hard on. Mandy had never seen him like this and quickly became quite scared. He then grabbed her other arm so she couldn't get up and tried to pull her closer, as she struggled to free herself he glared at her huge swaying boobs just inches above his face. 

He had to say something, he knew he had already gone too far but he was more desperate than he had ever felt in his entire life. His cock was throbbing like crazy and he knew he could spunk in his shorts at any minute. Then like a flash of inspiration he blurted it out, he didn't know where it came from but he just said, "I.....I thought you were the same as your Mother!"

Mandy just froze and looked at him confused, she had no idea what he was talking about.

"Y...you know," he went on, thinking as quickly as he could, "with the old man that lives next door to you."

She knew straight away he had to be talking about Ted, but still didn't understand what he was getting at.

"Yeah...you know," he seemed to calm down as he realised he now had her full attention and the struggling had all but stopped. "They're at it a couple of times a week, I've seen her, y'know sneaking round there when you're all out, been goin' on for a couple of months now."

It didn't take long for the penny to drop as Mandy quickly put two and two together. It was obvious, why hadn't she guessed before now! She had often wondered why Ted had suddenly stopped pestering her, she knew there had to be a good reason. Her Mother must have been giving herself to him as a way of saving her.

Don could see the thoughts going through her mind, he knew this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, he had to take it, this was no time for being shy or nervous, he had to seize this chance with both hands. 

"I wonder if you Father knows what's been going on?" 

"W...what?" Mandy asked looking somewhat confused. She knew he had to be telling the truth, it all just made so much sense. Couple that with the fact that the old pervert had obviously been spying on their house for some time, it had to be true.

Old Don still couldn't take his eyes off her huge young breasts swaying gently beneath the thin white material of her top. He was mesmerised and knew an opportunity would never come along like this again, not even if he lived another hundred years. 

Mandy was still in a state of shock as she thought of what her Mother had been doing for her all this time. She had no idea what this dirty old pervert knew or could prove, but she couldn't risk putting her own Mother at risk knowing the great sacrifice she had been making for her.

The salivating old boy licked his wet lips as he released his grip on her and again brought his hand up towards her breast, only more slowly this time expecting her to swat it away. His voice was now a trembling whisper as he said, "I wouldn't want to be the one to break up a happy marriage." As the words left his mouth he nervously cupped it in his hand and, realising she made no attempt to resist, he carefully took hold of it and very gently began to feel it through her fine white cotton top.

Words couldn't describe just how he felt, it was as if he was dreaming, was she really letting him do this? "Ooh you lovely girl," he whispered in an almost trance like state while watching in total disbelief as his hand began to fondle this beautiful girls massive young boobs, squeezing and lifting each one in turn to feel their impressive firmness and weight.

Mandy didn't know what to do, she could have called his bluff but couldn't put her own kind Mother at risk. It was then that she realised just how stupid she had been yet again. She had wound this old man up into such a sexual frenzy that she now had only herself to blame, she could have kicked herself.

Old Don knew what he had said to Mandy but wasn't completely sure why it had had such an impact on her. One thing he did know was something had got this reaction out of her and he had to make sure he played it to his full advantage.

Mandy couldn't look at him, he was so ugly and she knew after all her "encouragement" he was going to make the most of this....and she was right. She closed her eyes and turned her head away as she felt his other hand also start to squeeze and maul her tits. "Ooh yes, that's a good girl," he stammered as she felt her top being slowly pulled downwards.

Still unable to believe what was happening old Don just stared in complete awe as she allowed him to drag her top down inch by inch. He could feel his balls tighten and his cock throbbed like never before as with one last gentle tug Mandy's huge full knockers finally bounced free into the fresh air.

"Oh my God!" Don cried out as he watched them swing majestically a few times before coming to a standstill just above his face. He couldn't hold back a moment longer and with his eyes bulging and sweat breaking out all over his crusty old head he squeezed them together as he pulled her closer. His excitement was like nothing he had ever felt before as he opened his salivating mouth wide and stuffed one of her swollen nipples into his mouth. Mandy could see from the huge tent in his shorts and the random gyrating of his hips that he was about to lose all control. With her hand still up inside his shorts she decided to get it over with and moved it higher towards his erection.

Old Don gasped desperately for breath as her fingers touched it and felt their way up its deeply ridged length. It wasn't the biggest that Mandy had ever come across but it was certainly as hard as the hardest of them. 

"Oh God thank you," the desperately frustrated old pervert puffed, "ooh at last...at long long last!" then all of a sudden her finger tips lightly glanced across the pre-cum smeared bulbous head and instantly the old man cried out as if in pain. "AAARGH AAAARGH AAAARGH OOOOOOH GOD!" His face contorted and his entire body jerked violently. It wasn't pain, it was pleasure, a sheer and utter pleasure like he had never experienced, a pleasure that was beyond anything he could control.

Mandy froze unsure what was happening, she hadn't really done anything and yet he twitched and writhed as if he was having some sort of a fit. Then he suddenly squeezed her tits painfully hard and sunk his fingers as deeply into the firm ripe flesh as he could. His eyes bulged and his face turned a deep shade of crimson and instantly it became obvious. Just from that one slightest touch the old man had come in his shorts, he must have been just about as desperate as it's possible for a man to be. 

Mandy just froze where she was as her fingers became immersed in a hot sticky pool of his filthy spunk. She went to pull her hand out but old Don grabbed her wrist and guided it further up until her fingers came to rest on his pulsating hard shaft. With a look of pleading in his eyes he just uttered the word, "please." 

Mandy knew what he wanted and without a thought she almost instinctively wrapped her fingers around the dirty spunk sodden thing.

"Mmmmmm ooooh yes lovely ooh so lovely," he groaned as he returned to kiss and suck on her magnificent jugs while the pretty young blonde squeezed the final drops from his hot throbbing tool. She had never seen anyone go off so quickly, she hadn't really done anything yet his shorts were so absolutely full of spunk that it was soaking right through them. As she slowed her strokes to an eventual stop she just watched as the old mans entire body relaxed and he let out a huge sigh. "Oh I needed that," he whispered quietly as Mandy clambered to her feet and lifted her top back over her now rather tender breasts.

She was unsure what she should do, was that it? Had she done enough to prevent him from spilling the beans about her Mother and Ted? 

She watched him struggle to his feet before heading off into his house, staggering all bandy legged like someone who had just wet themselves. He left her standing there in the garden all alone and confused as to what she should do. She thought about just leaving but couldn't be sure if it was safe to do so.

After a few minutes she decided she had to check that he was okay and see if she could leave. So reluctantly she stepped into the house and nervously looked around for him. 

"H....hello!" 

"Up here," Don replied. He had hoped she would follow him in, and now that she had he was even more confident that his chance comment about her Mother had far more meaning than he ever dared imagine. As he heard her coming up the stairs he clasped his hands together and looked up to the heavens as if to give thanks. He couldn't believe his luck, things like this just never happen in real life.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 33



Mandy had been thinking for some time now of getting a place of her own. Of course it wasn't going to be cheap and although she had not yet reached her 21st birthday she felt the time was right. She was earning good money for a girl of her age so paying the rent shouldn't be too much of a problem, as long as she remained realistic about what she could afford. 

Her only stumbling block was going to be raising the deposit and the first couple of months rent. Being a sensible girl she didn't want to stretch herself to the limit of her finances, and a cushion of a few months rent would ease any worries that would come with living close to the edge of her means.

It was for that reason that she decided to find herself a job she could do in her spare time to supplement her income and hopefully boost her savings by enough to achieve her goal. Of course it didn't take her long to find something, in fact she had a few offers in a very short space of time....it seemed that the local employers, of course all being male, were falling over themselves to give this stunning voluptuous blond a job.

After some deliberation she decided to go with a receptionist job at a small doctor's surgery not too far from where she lived. The hours were perfect, most evenings 6pm till 8pm and Sundays all day. She thought Sunday was a strange day for a doctor's surgery to be open but when she asked she was told that it wasn't actually open then. They just wanted someone to watch the phones and call in the doctor if there was an emergency while using the quiet time to do paperwork. This was just about perfect for Mandy and with thoughts of how the extra money was going to help get her independence so much quicker she decided to start straight away.

It was a very small surgery and the first thing Mandy noticed was how quiet it was, not that she was complaining, but it did seem a bit strange. There were also only a couple of doctors and even they seemed to be there just part-time. The only full timer was one other receptionist, a rather scary looking woman in her fifties with a serious facial hair problem and an unpleasant nature to match. It soon became apparent to Mandy that she resented her being there, not the first time that some clearly jealous old hag had taken a dislike to her, but it did make things a little uncomfortable.

The doctors all seemed very nice and friendly, and of course being doctors meant Mandy was instantly at ease with them. The eldest of them was Dr Smith, he was easily way beyond retirement age and looked a little creepy. She wondered if they kept him on out of some sort of loyalty as he had been there by far the longest. It was clear that he wasn't in the best of health from the way he seemed to struggle to walk and, even something as simple as getting up from his seat seemed to take an age. But she wasn't there to question, she just wanted to get on with the job and start stashing some money away. She also noticed one other thing, his appointment book was much emptier than the others, obviously, she thought, because at his age he wouldn't be able to cope with a busy schedule. 

Mandy had been there only a few days and was already getting to grips with the job. It was all fairly straight forward really and despite the obvious attitude from the full time receptionist she found it all fairly enjoyable. She also found it fairly easy as she could come straight from her estate agents job to this one as the timing fitted together perfectly. It was helped by the fact that she didn't have to worry too much with fussing over what to wear as the receptionist job also came with a uniform. A simple change at either the estate agents or the surgery and she was done, especially as the uniform consisted of a one piece tunic somewhat similar to a nurses outfit that, once she had removed her skirt blouse and jacket, she could slip straight on over just her underwear.

It was a very pale powder pink, almost white but not quite so as to not confuse it with a real nurse uniform. It had a button up front and looked very smart, except Mandy found that, as it was supplied very quickly and without too much attention to her measurements, it did fit a little on the snug side. It wasn't uncomfortably tight, but it definitely clung to her curves to the point that she couldn't really comfortably wear anything underneath it even if she wanted too, except her underwear of course. At least it wasn't too short, coming to just over halfway down her thighs meant she could sit down without too much risk of her stocking tops showing. The buttons however were under constant strain across her mammoth 34GG's and with two darts sewn down the back it really pulled in at the waist accentuating the inward curve of her lower back and of course the outward swell of her perfectly formed ass.

All in all she was happy however as it did look a thousand times better on her firm young curves than it did on the lumpy mess that was her full time colleague. Also it soon became obvious that it didn't go unnoticed by both the patients and doctors alike. Often Mandy would sit at the reception desk thumbing through the appointment book while some old boy was stood opposite leering at her magnificent tits struggling to bust their way out from their restrictive confines. Even better if she had to reach across to the computer keyboard that was positioned to her right, then the uniform would gape and with her turned to the side the slightest glimpse of either lovely firm tit flesh or lace bra would be offered to the lucky onlooker.

Occasionally she would also have to show patients through to whatever room the doctor they were seeing was in, especially if they were elderly. This would then catch the attention of any man present in the waiting room as all eyes would be on her spectacular ass cheeks as they jostled together under the powder pink material of her tight tunic. With the room being quiet the unmistakable rustling sound of nylon coated thighs against tightly fitting fabric could clearly be heard as she walked. 

Constantly the sweet 20 year old would have to grab at the hem of her skirt and give a little wiggle to pull it down straight as she returned to her seat giving another unbelievable treat to the room, if only she knew what she was doing to these people.......but then maybe she did.

The doctors also quickly noticed how "well" her uniform fitted, and despite their obvious codes of conduct they all saw just what a turn on this voluptuous yet innocent looking girl was. The other receptionist soon noticed something too. Old Dr Smith started making a point of spending more time in reception than usual, often stealing obvious glances Mandy's generous curves.

This didn't really come as too much of a surprise though as she knew he was a bit of an old pervert, hence the almost empty appointment book. Although no official complaints had ever been made it was fairly well known, especially as many of his patients and in particular just about all of his female patients had long since changed doctors. The general reason given was more often than not the same, he just made them feel uncomfortable, not really grounds for taking any action, but enough to raise concerns.

As a result old Doctor Smith was kept on more out of a sense of loyalty than anything else. 

It started as little things that went completely unnoticed by Mandy, but instantly noticed by her sour faced frumpy colleague. Such as the old Doctor giving her a shoulder massage when she was at her desk, or slipping a hand around her waist when showing her some paperwork or other. Together with the constant glances up and down her curvaceous body it was obvious to others if not Mandy where his thoughts were. 

It wasn't surprising really, the closely fitted uniform did raise temperatures and the Doctor was after all still a man, albeit a very old one. The sight of Mandys buxom firm young body moving around the place was pretty hard not to notice. Then at the end of her second week the old Doctor struck up a conversation with Mandy that the other receptionist quickly saw through. But being bitter and twisted and not Mandy's biggest fan, she just sat back and smugly watched events unfold.

Dr Smith seized the opportunity to ask the pretty young girl when she had last been to her Doctor for a general examination. She had to admit that she hadn't visited her Doctor for a couple of years as she had no cause to.

"Well," said Dr Smith, "a young girl like you has to be careful, being as well, erm, endowed as you are, you erm," he stumbled on, "you erm need to check yourself regularly.....d...do you?" Mandy didn't know quite what to say, "I um, well, um, no I suppose not."

"Well as you're lucky enough to be working with someone as experienced as me, perhaps you would like me to just check you over." His pink watery old eyes seemed to widen and he began to salivate at the corners of his mouth as he made his bold suggestion, something that again Mandy didn't seem to really notice.

"W...what sort of um...."

Before Mandy could finish her sentence the old Doctor took her by the hand. "Mind the phones will you," he said to her jealous twisted colleague.

"Of course Doctor," she replied knowing full well what was on the lecherous old Doctors mind..

Before Mandy knew it she was being led into his consultation room. She had never seen the old boy move with such a bounce in his step but still thought nothing of it. She had no idea this was the first time the old man had had a female in his consultation room for a good few years, all he ever saw now were mainly old men and even they were getting fewer and fewer.

Mandy closed the door and the old Doctor turned to face her, there was a moments pause as he studied her figure in the perfectly fitted uniform. Mandy found the silence a little awkward and despite trusting him she began to feel a little uncomfortable at the way his eyes seemed to be already undressing her. 

"Right then, let's see if we have any problems," he said as he cleared his throat while gesturing towards her magnificent chest. "If you would like to undo your buttons so I can check them over," he went on as he nervously coughed filling the air with the stale stench of an old mans breath. 

Mandy did as she was instructed and began to unbutton her tunic starting at the neck and slowly working her way down. She hadn't noticed the Doctors eyes widen as more of her spectacular cleavage revealed itself to his lustful gaze. As the buttons gave way the powder pink uniform opened wide yielding to the unstoppable force of her huge firm young breasts thrusting forward.With her fingers nervously releasing more of the buttons the poor old Doctor was soon treated to the heart stopping sight of her beautiful 34GGs fully displayed before him in an incredibly sexy white lace half cup bra. 

"Is that enough?" Mandy asked as she stopped unbuttoning at her waist.

"Er...er...yes yes of course," replied the somewhat flustered old Doctor as he stepped forward and brought his trembling hands up to start his "examination".

"Should I remove my....." before she could say the word bra the slightly flustered old man interrupted telling her not to worry as he could manage as she was.

Mandy found that a little strange, but she accepted he obviously knew what he was doing and so she simply looked to the side and down as she felt both his clammy old hands come to rest on her right breast. She trusted the geriatric Doctor despite his unorthodox methods. But she still felt slightly uncomfortable as he placed a hand on the pretty lace cup and held her breast quite firmly through it while at the same time working the fingers of his other hand over her cleavage and inside. Still Mandy looked away as he began to squeeze and fondle it with both the hand that was now inside her bra and strangely enough also the hand that was outside holding on. 

She was sure she could hear his breathing getting heavier as he manipulated her huge firm breast with his probing hands. He continued to hold it with one hand outside her bra and Mandy was sure she felt it move over the lace cup while holding it possibly a little too firmly. Still she stood still and patient as his other hand now roamed inside her bra for a few moments before he again spoke. 

"Right, let's have a proper look then," his voice sounded quieter now and a little creepy. That was when he heaved the magnificent tit out with the one hand while pulling the lace cup down with the other. Mandy chewed uncomfortably on her bottom lip as he now had the one tit completely out on full display. "Ooh yes," she barely heard him say.

"P....pardon," she chirped up.

"Er...yes....um....yes that seems fine," he spluttered as he held it in both hands squeezing and feeling it all over. Mandy allowed him to continue, even though she was sure he deliberately brushed her nipple with his thumb several times.

"Mmmm, that seems okay," he whispered, "let's see how this one is." With that he pulled the other bra cup down and heaved that tit out into the open air too. There was a moments silence as he seemed to admire the magnificence of her impressively full and firm young boobs. Without a word he quickly took the other one in hand and manipulated it, fondling and squeezing it with even more rough vigour than he had the other. Again his thumb glanced across her now reacting nipple several times before he eventually held one in each hand and giving them one final squeeze proclaiming they were fine.

"Oh....erm, g...good, " Mandy replied still rather confused and more than just a little uncomfortable. Before she could even start to straighten her clothing and redress herself the old Doctor asked her to turn around so he could give her a quick internal examination. She now began to feel very uncomfortable, he seemed a little too keen for her liking as he placed his hands on her waist and spun her around. But again with his air of authority she somehow couldn't refuse and did as he said turning her back to him and facing the examination table behind her. 

"We can do this with you standing," he hurriedly said as he placed his hand against her back and pushed her forward. Unable to really refuse Mandy just did as he told her and bent across the examination table resting on her elbows on it. With her ass now thrust in the air and her magnificent breasts still out of their bra she looked a sight to behold. Again she was confused that he hadn't asked her to remove her underwear and instantly felt uneasy as without a word he lifted the tightly fitting uniform up and pushed it over her ass to her waist.

She couldn't be sure but she would have sworn that she heard him let out a quiet sigh. She knew she had worn a very skimpy pair of sexy white lace panties that matched her bra, not only that but she was wearing her favourite champagne coloured stockings and white lace suspenders too. She was now really beginning to worry that she might be turning the old boy on, even with him being a Doctor she knew the affect she had, after all he was still a man.

Mandy waited a moment as the Doctor seemed to go silent. She was aware how she looked and was pretty sure he had to be taking a moment to admire the view. "Mmmm, don't often see young girls in these anymore," he said in a quiet and slightly creepy tone as Mandy felt him finger her pretty lace suspenders. "W.....well," he coughed to clear his throat, "they make something like this a lot easier." The lovely 20 year old didn't much care for his topic of conversation, she really didn't want to discuss the fact that she was wearing stockings with this apparently dirty old man. 

"Now this won't take a minute," he said as he took charge and returned to the job in hand. Mandy shuddered as without a word he placed a hand on her left buttock and held it firmly while with his other hand he lifted the crotch of her panties aside exposing her naked pussy. She was becoming less and less happy with the situation and wondered if this was right. Should he be doing this? Should she allow him to continue? Her suspicions grew worse when she felt him place the other hand onto her right buttock and with a firm grip on each of them he prised them apart. With his thumbs meeting just either side of her pussy he began to pull it open and Mandy could feel his breath on her bare ass as her now moist lips separated. 

He was clearly having a good close look and the pretty young blond thought it strange the way he seemed to massage her ass cheeks slightly as he held them tightly.......she was sure he was getting off on it. Still she did nothing as he removed one hand and she suddenly felt something probing her....it was his bony old fingers!

"Just need to check inside," he whispered in what was now clearly a voice that trembled with excitement. Without waiting for a response from the busty beauty the old Doctor slipped two fingers between her moist pink lips and very gradually drove them deep inside her tight juicy hole. Mandy didn't know what to do, she was clearly wet , probably from his mauling of her breasts, and with his fingers being so long and thin they slipped in without much effort. Again she thought she heard him sigh as he began to wiggle them around inside.

"I just need to check.........." The old Doctor made it sound as if he was concentrating on giving her a thorough and proper examination, but Mandy still had her doubts as she felt his fingertips circle the entrance to her womb, something that almost caused her knees to buckle.

What she didn't know and couldn't see was the look of sheer wide eyed excitement on the salivating old mans face. He licked his lips as he worked his fingers around deep inside her now soaking cunt. Still he had one hand on her ass gripping the beautifully firm and round cheek firmly, enjoying the feel of such a rare and splendid specimen. He knew he couldn't continue for long and so he slowly drew his fingers back admiring the sight of her glistening juices that now coated them. 

Soon he had pulled them out and as he watched her puckered pink wet lips slowly close together he couldn't resist bringing his fingers up to his nose and drawing her scent into his bushy old nostrils. As he did he noticed Mandy remained where she was, clearly waiting to be told what to do.

"So...you're not a virgin then...." he proclaimed. As he spoke he casually rested his other hand on her ass giving it a very gentle rub as if not fully aware of what he was doing, (which of course he was).

"N....no, no I'm not," the awkward and now rather turned on girl replied. 

"Mmmmmmm," the old man replied, "how many partners have you had?"

She was confused by his line of questioning but figured it had to be something to do with the examination he had just performed. "Uh..n...not sure," she replied.

The old mans eyes widened as he began to see she was clearly a girl who enjoyed sex. Still she remained bent over before him, her pussy exposed and moist just inches from his own crotch, her huge firm breasts swaying magnificently beneath her slender toned torso. He had never seen a more tempting sight as he seemed to drift off into an almost trance-like state.

It was becoming all too much for the sexually deprived old man and so without really thinking and without a care for the consequences he unbuttoned the flies of his trousers and released what was now a fully erect and very excited old cock. It swayed before him, the swollen purple helmet shone and dripped with pre-cum. With it pointing straight at her moist inviting hole the temptation had become impossible to resist.

"Is that it now?" Mandy asked as she went to straighten herself up.

"N....no," he suddenly replied as he pushed her back down. "Just one more thing to do." As he spoke saliva dribbled from his opened mouth down his chin and onto the cheeks of her lovely young ass.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 33



Then without warning and like a man possessed he applied pressure to her back holding her firmly in place. He moved a little closer and with Mandy unaware of what was about to happen she suddenly felt him press his swollen cock against the lips of her pussy.

Suddenly she panicked and as she protested she quickly realised the seriousness of the situation. Then with no warning other than a loud groan he gave an almighty shove forward and drove his thick stiff tool straight up inside her.

Instantly Mandy began to struggle. But the old man had her pinned against the table and she couldn't move. "Oh yes yes yes," he groaned as he dribbled in her ear, "oh come on it won't take a minute," he excitedly said as he reached under and took hold of her massive heaving young breasts. "Oh my dear...my sweet sweet dear," he went on as he began to drive his red hot steel cock in and out of her lovely warm tight wet tunnel.

Still she struggled and tried to break free of his grip, but it was useless, he was so determined and Mandy knew a man in this state wasn't going to stop until he had had his way. The old Doctor grunted and groaned excitedly as he squeezed and fondled her tits as hard as he could, his slobbering tongue now all over her neck as he rammed himself faster and faster into her.

"Oh God yes yes yes," the old man cried as he felt his aged old balls tighten, "you're so beautiful, oh God yes, so beautiful." As he spoke he continued to maul her tit with one hand while the other worked its way over her ass and down her thigh. "Oh God I'm sorry, I'm so s....s...sorry," he cried out clearly completely unable to control himself. His pounding grew faster and faster until it reached speed that the pretty young blond knew only too well. This was it, the old man had clearly passed the point of no return. 

Mandy had no choice other than to allow him to continue, struggling was useless. All of a sudden he let out a cry as if in pain and in an instant Mandy felt herself fill up with the unmistakeable burning hot fluid of the old man's spunk flooding into her. Over and over he hammered against her spewing more and more of the filthy sticky stuff from his dirty old cock as she felt the full weight of the old Doctor now laying over her back, his legs had clearly given way as he jerked and twitched on top of her. Still he groaned as he emptied the final remnants from his withered old balls into her. 

It was all over in a matter of seconds, ending as quickly as it started, and Mandy just remained as she was, shocked by what this old man, a Doctor, had just done. 

Slowly he came to rest as his cock slowly throbbed and pulsated inside her. "Oh yes, that was lovely, oh God yes...I'm sorry," he said, "but what did you expect?" 

Mandy was amazed by his sudden arrogance and suggestion that it was all her fault. But she said nothing, instead she just remained still as his throbbing pumping cock slowly began to shrink inside her. He let out a moan as it eventually slithered out like a shrivelling snake followed by a small river of fluid that ran down the inside of her thigh.

The old man finally released her tits and stood up straight behind her as he did his trousers back up. Once he had he flopped into his chair and just watched as the beautiful 20 year old girl re-dressed herself. He couldn't believe what he had just done, it wasn't the fact that he had forced himself on her, it was that he had just fucked this stunningly sexy young blond, what an achievement!

Mandy said nothing and just quietly and calmly left the room.



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 34



Mandy spent the rest of the day after her encounter with Doctor Smith at the very least feeling betrayed by a man whom she should have been able to trust, and at worst angry at herself for letting him get away with it without putting up more of a struggle. On top of this she was also angry at him for his sheer nerve, who did he think he was? What gave him the right to think he could just take advantage and use her without so much as a care for how she felt, just because he couldn't control his excitement did that mean he could just vent his perverted lust? No of course it didn't, but he clearly didn't see it that way.

Thankfully her shift was almost finished that evening and she managed to get out without seeing the dirty old sod again.

Unfortunately the following evening when she came in he was there as bold as brass and seemingly acting as if nothing had happened. Mandy decided the best way to deal with it was in the same way, she didn't want to raise the subject and would sooner it was all forgotten. The rest of that evenings shift went without incident and the pretty blonde 20 year old was beginning to hope that that was it and the previous evening's events were a one off.

The following evening however the perverted old Doctor was soon back to his old tricks being overly familiar and a little too touchy feely for her liking. At one stage he even approached her from behind as she was sorting some files and patted her gently on the bum before allowing his hand to rest on her firm cheek for a few seconds feeling it through the tightly fitted uniform. Mandy soon straightened up and spun around as she snapped, "kindly keep your hands to yourself!"

The old man just smiled rather arrogantly and simply replied by reminding her that she was in this Sunday and not to forget. How could she forget, she was dreading it, a full 8 hours! All she could hope for was that she would be alone for the day.

"It may be a long boring day, I'm afraid you'll be on your own for the most of it." He saw the look of relief on the pretty young girls face. As he spoke he sidled up next to her and slipped his arm around her waist. Mandy drew her head back as the stale smell of his breath wafted over her. "It's far more casual on a Sunday," he continued as Mandy tried to hold her head as far away from his as she could. "I expect nothing much will happen, so you can dress casually if you like." As he spoke his gaze wandered down the front of her tightly fitting tunic. Mandy felt sickened by the old man and was so busy trying to avoid his stale breath and lustful gaze that she hadn't noticed his hand around her waist had crept a little higher. As she decided to forcibly release herself from his overbearing embrace she suddenly realised his hand had reached under her arm and his fingers were blatantly feeling the outer side of her breast.

So with a shove and a quick sidestep the busty blond managed to remove herself from his grip and, after cutting him a look that left him in no doubt of her annoyance, she turned and went back to her desk.

These little instances seemed to keep happening more and more, nothing had been said about the other day's events but it was clear that he seemed to be under the impression that they were somehow closer now and he could get away with more than would be considered acceptable. So when Sunday came she was glad to think that she would have a day off from the dirty old perverts wandering hands.

When Sunday came Mandy remembered what she had been told regarding what she could wear and so decided to dress in a more comfortable and casual way. It was a hot day and she figured if she was going to be alone for much of it she would be able to get away with her little white cotton vest top and her short pleated powder blue skirt. It was the sort of outfit that did draw a lot of attention and had men gawping at her in disbelief. The tiny little skirt draped teasingly over her cheeky ass and swayed as she walked giving onlookers the hope that they might catch a glimpse of the unbelievable treat hidden beneath. Her top too had men drooling with lust. The skimpy tight white number demonstrated the incredible size shape and firmness of her 34GGs as it stretched across them. With the upward swell of her cleavage visible due to the low neckline it was clear what a miracle of nature they were, particularly as the visibility of her protruding nipples made it obvious she had on no bra. The outfit was finished off with a pair of white shoes with a 5 inch stiletto heel that made her ass wiggle even more with every step she took. 

She knew how sexy she looked and wondered if she wasn't tempting fate a little by dressing in such a way. She decided to take a cardigan just in case anyone turned up so at least she could conceal to a degree her bountiful bust.

When she arrived at the surgery Mandy was pleased to find the place deserted and quickly settled down to do some filing. After about an hour or so she had finished and slowly began to realise it was going to actually be a long and boring day. The pretty young girl was about to find however that a boring day maybe would have not been such a bad thing.........

The door swung open and Mandy looked up to see the one person she really didn't want to....Doctor Smith! Thinking she had better quickly reach for her cardigan the blond beauty was surprised as he just walked by barely acknowledging her except for throwing a file across the reception desk towards her.

"Oh I forgot I have a private clinic today..........the details are all there," he announced as he vanished into his consulting room.

Mandy was both shocked and annoyed. He obviously knew he had this planned for today and probably didn't tell her in case she didn't turn up! She opened the file to see that he was running a drop-in clinic for men with "Erectile dysfunction and sexual problems " the sort of thing that men of a certain age would maybe rather not see a regular Doctor about.

"Oh great!" Mandy thought as she began to regret coming in. What was supposed to be an easy and relatively boring day, had soon turned into a day with a steady stream of older men coming and going, most of them taking the opportunity to enjoy the view Mandy presented them with.

One, a very scruffy unwashed man easily in his sixties, came in off the street and instantly had Mandy feeling very uncomfortable. He was clearly not quite all there and obviously homeless, but what unsettled her the most was that he made no attempt to conceal his appreciation of the busty young blond. He smiled widely displaying a mouth void of any teeth as he openly ogled her massive tits tightly stretching the flimsy white cotton top. He gave his name and Mandy went to the filing cabinet behind her to get his file. 

"Phwoar," she heard the old man quietly say as she bent to open the drawer. There was then a silence and she knew he was staring at her bum in the short pleated skirt, she could almost feel his eyes burning into her. She took care not to bend too far and show him more than she should, but she knew what was obviously on his mind.

As she returned to the desk he continued to stare at her magnificent bust and made no attempt whatsoever to hide the fact. "You're very pretty," he said in that rather loud and clumsy way that simple people speak. Mandy just looked up at him and smiled politely. His unshaven dirty face and lack of teeth was one thing, but the froth that formed in the corners of his mouth and the saliva dribbling from his bottom lip are what really turned her stomach.

He sort of chuckled and then shocked the beautiful 20 year old by blurting out , "you've got big tits!" Again he was quite loud and seemed unaware that he had said anything wrong.

Mandy was extremely embarrassed and didn't know what to say or do, and so, red faced, she just gave him his appointment card and told him to sit down and wait to be called. 

"Thank you," he said still in that rather embarrassingly loud simple tone. This was followed by a few awkward seconds where he just stood there staring at her before going to take his seat.

Unable to avoid her curiosity Mandy quickly thumbed through his notes to see what he was all about. It turned out she was right, he was homeless and used the local Y.M.C.A. as his contact address. Also there was no date of birth but the form showed it was estimated that he was at least in his late sixties. As she read on she saw he had been in and out of both mental institutions and also prison for much of his life. Remembering this was a clinic aimed at sexual problems and not mental health she looked further down his notes.

It turned out that he had been in prison for a number of minor sexual offences brought on it seemed by his erectile dysfunction......... Mandy had always assumed that that meant men who could no longer get it up, but it also means, as it does here, men who struggle to keep it down. Reading onto his diagnosis she saw that he suffered from an almost permanent state of arousal, hence is minor offences. He had been given tablets to help control things but he was notoriously bad at taking them and despite his age he would get an erection at the mere sight of an attractive woman. The notes went on to show that due to his age, his simple mind and being homeless he had had no close female contact for years which only compounded the situation, basically making him about as frustrated as it's possible to be.

As Mandy looked up from the notes she saw he had gone into the consulting room. A few minutes later she watched him come out with a small glass jar and head off into the toilets. Before he did however he stopped and took a long lingering look at Mandy, which she of course pretended not to notice.

Not more than two minutes had passed when he returned and approached her desk with a huge grin on his filthy old face. "Sample for the Doctor!" He loudly announced as he handed the jar out for Mandy to take.

Somewhat taken aback and without thinking she reached out and took it from him. As she did she quickly placed her other hand underneath it as she felt it begin to slip through her fingers. 

"Mmmmmmm," he groaned as he looked at the jar in her sweet delicate hands. It was only then that she realised what she was holding. The small glass container was full of what Mandy instantly recognised as the old man's sperm, and not only that but it was all down the outside and she now had it all over her hands. She quickly placed it down on the desk and the old boy couldn't hide his excitement as she looked down at her hands to see the thick white goo strung between her outstretched fingers.

"Huh huh, lot aint there," he chuckled, "did it all thinkin' bout you."

Mandy was disgusted and felt sick as she quickly grabbed a handful of tissues and wiped her hands clean. "I....I'll see the Doctor gets it," she said as she placed it over to one side. There was indeed a hell of a lot and she knew he had just that minute produced it, she had to admit to being rather amazed. "He must be so desperate," she couldn't help thinking as she recounted everything his notes had said.

There was an awkward silence as he continued to stare at Mandy for a few minutes before saying goodbye and just walking out.

After that little episode the day went quiet and with about 2 hours still to go Doctor Smith appeared from his consultation room for the first time and announced he was going home.

"Can you just get that file for me?" 

"Oh...o...of course," Mandy replied as she picked it up and walked around her desk to hand it to him.

Instantly his eyes lit up as he admired the voluptuous 20 year old in her teasingly short pleated skirt and oh so tight top. He couldn't resist reaching out to slip his hand around her waist in an attempt to pull her in close to him. But Mandy was too quick and as he did she thrust the file against his chest and stepped away forcing him to grab it as she let it go before it hit the floor.

"Ooooh you look good today," he said in a creepy tone as he stepped towards her licking his lips while his eyes roamed over her voluptuous curves. Again Mandy was too quick and as he brought a hand up to grab at one of her huge outward thrusting tits she swatted it away and shouted at him to stop it.

"Mmmmm, feisty eh," he continued as if she was just playing a teasing game. "Come on, you didn't mind the other day," he said as he again reached out for her. It was then that the pretty young blond suddenly turned and threatened to tell the other Doctors what he had done if he didn't leave her alone!

That seemed to do the trick and the old man just stood there for a moment as his mood changed to one of anger. He told her that it was all her fault for being such a cock teasing bitch and with that he turned and walked out of the building.

Mandy was left shocked by his angry outburst, as if it was all her fault! But she was just glad to see him get in his car and drive off as she realised at last she was alone again. One look at the clock however told her that she still had about 1 hour 50 minutes to go before she could leave.....

She decided to use the time sorting out the filing cabinet that stood against the wall behind where she sat. It was in a right mess and the busty blond wasted no time in getting stuck into it. Every drawer was crammed full and she could see it was a task that would certainly keep her occupied until it was time for her to go home. As she was expecting nobody else in she put the radio onto her favourite station and turned the volume up to help her with the boring task ahead. 

She was soon so engrossed in what she was doing that she didn't hear the door open and someone come in. It was the old homeless guy from earlier. He stood there watching while Mandy busied herself at the filing cabinet, his face was alight with a smile that stretched from ear to ear as he delighted in the sight that greeted him. The beautiful busty blond stood with her back to him bent at the waist rummaging through the drawers as he walked around the desk and approached her as quietly as he could. The sight of her short pleated skirt flowing over her shapely ass barely covering it was one to behold and in no time at all the dirty old man had an erection that stood out as stiff as any he had ever had. He could tell she had no idea he was there and he found himself struggling to control the urge to just reach out and touch her. Even tougher was resisting the urge to just slip his hand up under the back of her skirt, it was so tempting, he could see the short flowing garment offered no protection and knew he could easily reach under and touch that cock hardening bum. It was a once in a lifetime chance for a homeless old pervert that had never been lucky enough to enjoy such pleasures.

As he stood there staring he seemed to go into some sort of trance as he reached forward with his left hand and slowly lifted the hem of her skirt. Mandy still had no idea he was there as she now rooted around deep in the back of the middle drawer trying to sort the mess that it contained.

Drooling from the corners of his mouth the old man slowly raised the skirt up and nearly passed out as he saw her lovely white lace panties stretched tightly across the most perfect and beautiful set of firm young buttocks he had ever seen. He couldn't resist such temptation and without a care or thought for any consequences he brought his other hand up under the powder blue skirt and placed it over her right ass cheek giving it a firm squeeze as he did. Instantly Mandy leapt out of her skin and spun around somewhat unsure of what was going on. About to shout her objections at who it was behind her she suddenly stopped as she saw she was confronted with the old tramp from earlier. He filled her with a nervous fear and she was unsure as to how he would react if she got angry at him, and so she instead decided to firmly tell him he should perhaps be the other side of the counter.

"Doctor said I need to come and give another sample," he blurted out in his loud and simple voice. 

"W...what?" Mandy said, "w....when?"

"Erm, just now. He said to come and give another sample to the pretty girl."

Mandy realised he had obviously gone straight to see him as a way of maybe teaching her a lesson. She was now unsure what to do as the old man didn't take her hint to get the other side of the counter and instead he just stood there in front of her blatantly staring at her huge tits with his tongue partially hanging out.

Again she tried to suggest he go the other side of the counter but still he didn't move.

"Need a jar," he said while still staring wide eyed at her phenomenal chest. 

Mandy side-stepped him and reached for an empty jar that was on the shelf to her left. "H.....here you go," she said thrusting it into his hand.

Now cornered with a desk to one side of her and the filing cabinet to the other the big breasted blond was rather hoping he would take the jar and head off to the toilet to produce his "sample".

Instead however the simple minded old pervert just stared continually at Mandy's huge bust straining the flimsy white cotton top and unzipped his trousers right there in front of her. She didn't know what to say, she wanted to yell at him but was still too afraid to upset the unpredictable old simpleton. He smiled and licked his lips displaying the disgusting sight of his toothless old mouth to the pretty girl as he opened the front of his trousers and his rock hard cock sprang out pointing straight up at her!

"Ooooh," his voice trembled, "p....please....just want to touch for a minute," he went on as he eyes devoured her ample chest. 

Mandy was too afraid to object, knowing he wasn't quite right in the head and knowing he had spent time in prison meant she wasn't about to do anything to upset the feeble minded old boy.

Saliva dribbled from his toothless old mouth as he brought his trembling hands up towards her huge heaving breasts. His watery eyes widened and he let out a long slow gasp as he took each one in his hands and held them for a moment before sighing as he began to gently squeeze them.

"Oooh nice," he said in a trance like state, "nice big tits." He began to fondle them in his grubby leathery old hands, "oh yes.....I like big tits," he went on as his eyes bulged from their sockets and his hands roamed all over them. 

Still Mandy was too afraid to say or do anything simply chewing nervously on her lip as she allowed him to continue. "Oooh you're so pretty," he went on in his simple monotone voice, "so very pretty."

Still unsure of what to do Mandy looked down and saw a steady stream of clear slimy fluid trickle from his twitching stinking cock, a cock that was so hard and swollen that it looked like it might burst wide open at any minute.

"See them, oh yes want to see them," he went on, his voice now sounding more and more desperate. Without waiting for a response from Mandy he pulled the shoulder straps of her tiny white vest top down her arms. Slowly he peeled it down revealing more and more until eventually her huge naked boobs sprang out into view.

"Jar!!! Get the jar!!!" He suddenly shouted.

As Mandy reached for it and offered it up in front of his pulsating dribbling erection the old tramp squeezed her naked tits hard amazed by the solid feel of them. "Oh yes yes yes," he went on as he mauled and groped them all over before stooping forward and stuffing as much of one as he could into his mouth. Grunting and groaning he sucked and chewed on her now swollen nipple with the desperation of a starving man. 

Mandy knew what was coming and with his squeezing and chewing on her tit becoming ever more painful she decided it best to get things over with as quickly as possible. So without a word she held the jar in place and gently slipped her delicate soft finger around his hot raging erection.




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"Uuuugh uuuugh uuuugh!" The old man cried, as the instant she touched it a thick rope of spunk shot out from its tip straight into the back of the jar. "God...o...oh God...y...yes yes yes, oh God yes," he went on as she squeezed it in her hand and began to pump up and down it's impressive length. At the same time rope after rope lurched from it forming a huge arc of dirty thick spunk that filled the jar more and more. Mandy had seen many men in a desperate state but this homeless old pervert really was right up there. He slobbered over her tits as he fondled them in his filthy old hands while Mandy milked his smelly old cock. 

The old man had never experienced anything like it as her sweet delicate fingers expertly felt their way up and down his gristly old length drawing the final remnants of his thick sticky seed from the depths of his heavy old balls. Still he made the most of her magnificent firm young tits, squeezing and fondling them all over while slobbering his tongue across her bullet like nipples.

He moaned and groaned as the final drops of spunk were squeezed from his spent old tool and after a few minutes he released Mandy from his grip and she was able to step back from his reach. Putting the jar on the table she pulled her top back up over her ravaged tits. The old man stepped back and reached for a chair and flopped into it exhausted. Mandy looked at the jar and saw it was filled to the brim with more filthy stinking cream coloured spunk than she had ever seen from one man. 

"I'll see the Doctor gets it," she said not really knowing what else to say.



An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 35



Alison had always understood and tried to help Mandy in any way she could. Her constant endeavour in trying to keep Ted next door away from her daughter was starting to tire the voluptuous 40 year old, so much so that she was considering upping sticks and moving the whole family somewhere else. How she was going to get her husband to accept the idea was an obstacle she would have to overcome without him ever knowing the real reason.

The more she thought about everything the more she wondered if it wasn't somehow all down to her and the way she had been when she was younger. She used to love the power that came with her undeniable sexuality, it turned men into jabbering idiots, they were like putty in her hands. In a way she still did love it, after all if she hadn't got this gift she wouldn't have been able to keep Ted away from Mandy for so long. 

Even before her encounter with Mr Cramp she was already blatantly exploiting the phenomenally well developed body she was blessed with. She had quickly learnt that most men, however old, could be manipulated like stupid puppy dogs with just a flutter of her eyelashes. Just the vaguest glimmer of hope from the busty beauty was all it took to have them eating out of her hand. This is the definition of a cock teaser, and this is most definitely what she was. So maybe she had somehow passed this teasing habit of hers on to Mandy without even realising it and that's how she has found herself in this mess.

The fact was that Alison had experienced so many sexual encounters as a result of the way she looked, some minor, some major, that she had probably forgotten more than she could ever remember. Like the time when she was 18 and in the final few months of school, a while before her memorable meeting with Mr Cramp..........................

..................................It was the turn of the 1990's and as an 18 year old 6th form school girl Alison was truly a sight to behold. She was the cause of a good many accidents by drivers distracted by the sight of her voluptuous curves in her uniform. She would sway her ass a little more and walk in such a way that gave her huge boobs even more bounce whenever she caught sight of some old pervert ogling her from behind the wheel. She would then smile to herself as she heard the inevitable screech of brakes and sounding of horns that nearly always followed. When you look like she did then you get used to these things, along with having everything your own way pretty much all of the time too. She was in constant trouble at school, usually for flouncing the strict uniform rules, but she never seemed to pay the price that others did. The main reason being that most of the teachers were male, and for Alison that was all that was needed.... 

It got to the point however that something needed to be done to curb her teasing ways, the way she dressed and behaved could get her into trouble if she wasn't careful. The female staff were worried that she didn't know the dangerous game she could potentially be playing. However one or two of the male staff took a rather different view, they seemed to quite enjoy having this big busted blond tease them and didn't really care if it meant she got away with the odd misdemeanour ........

She did occasionally find herself in trouble however, and her first real experience of the affect she had on men and the subsequent consequences happened just several weeks before the start of her final exams.

After a minor disagreement with one of her female teachers regarding her non compliance with the strict uniform rules the teacher had had enough. She was constantly being told but never seemed to take the telling offs seriously. So this time she was sent to the heads office.

This was a first for Alison, she had been sent to the head before, but not this one. The old head master had just been promoted to another school, a private school well known for turning out some of the highest achievers in the country. Good for him, but not so good for the school he left behind, this was due to the fact that there was a real shortage of qualified staff coming through. 

So the job of overseeing the school had been put in the hands of the local authority until a suitable replacement could be found. This meant they had to put somebody in there to take charge of the day to day running of the place, this wasn't a teaching post, more an administrative one. Again the local authority too were short staffed and so they gave the temporary position to the only person they had available, Sidney Spooner.

Sidney had been worked most departments during his 40 plus year career with the local authority and was just about as experienced as anyone. He started out as a bin man all those years ago and worked his way up from collecting rubbish off the cold streets to eventually being completely in charge of the refuse collection department. Over the many years that followed he worked in various departments including parking, traffic, housing and now schools and education. At 60 years of age he was set in his ways and didn't welcome yet another change in jobs, albeit a temporary one.

Being not the most pleasant of characters Sidney was probably best suited to an overseeing role, he didn't really care whether people liked him or not and if his presence shook things up a bit then it was considered not a bad thing. He was one of these characters that didn't seem to have much of a life and was pretty much "married" to his job. Everyone wondered how he spent his free time as he had no family and apparently no real friends. 

The truth was he didn't really have much of a life. He lived in a dingy little flat and was quite well known for being rather tight with his money. He wore the same old clothes day in day out and never took a holiday, instead he stashed his money away like scrooge, which was one of the many nick-names his work colleagues used when talking about him. 

The other equally unpleasant side to his character was one that the women he worked with came to know only too well. He was what can only be described as a typical "dirty old man". They all felt uncomfortable at the way he seemed to ogle them constantly. He had a stare that made them feel he was undressing them with his eyes and he was well known for his inability to keep his hands to himself. 

The younger more attractive females around the office were always nervous at being alone with him as he would always try to put an arm around their waist as he spoke to them. If he succeeded he would hold them a little too closely for comfort and often reach with his fingertips and touch the edge of their breasts. He wasn't too subtle if he walked behind them either, especially if they were bending over, he couldn't resist brushing his hand across a tight skirted ass. 

As a result he had a reputation, and he knew it too, but he didn't care. Why would he? He had nothing to lose and everything to gain. Such was his daily frustration that he couldn't help himself even if he wanted to. He wasn't a fool he knew he was old and unattractive in just about every way, but so what. The way he saw it they were asking for it, if they didn't want the attention then don't come to work looking like that. To lay temptation in the path of a frustrated and sexually deprived old man like him was the risk they took by dressing the way they so often did. He was a truly lecherous old pervert with a one track mind, and didn't care what people thought.

He especially loved the summer months when tops would get flimsier and skirts even shorter. It was during these months that he would often become preoccupied with using any means to try and get a glimpse up one of the girl's skirts. Whenever the opportunity arose he would take it, sometimes successful, sometimes not. His best chance and highest success rate was on the stairs.

There was a stairwell that went up several floors in the outside lobby and Sidney would always keep an eye on out in case he saw one of the short skirted lovelies heading for it. He would often get to the door first and being a "gentleman" he would hold it open and let whoever it may be through first. He was sure they were on to him but again he didn't care. He would follow them up the several flights of stairs trying all the way to get a look up there skirts. Every now and then it paid off and he would glimpse the beautiful cock hardening sight of a pretty girl's panties. That was it! The poor old boy would get so turned on that he could barely control himself, often slipping his hand in his pocket to give his erection a little rub as he got off on it. It was no wonder he had this reputation of being a creepy little pervert, it was a reputation that he accepted and even acknowledged as well deserved! 

Being quite an unpleasant man meant that he was quite happy to spend much of his time in his own company. He valued his privacy because he could spend his evenings doing whatever he liked, which was usually watching television then going off to bed to do what most lonely men do. He would lay there in the dark and within a few minutes his hand would always find its way down to his permanently frustrated old cock. A dirty smelly cock so long deprived of the pleasure of a females touch that it would get hard at the drop of a hat. 

He couldn't help himself, he would more often than not be thinking of one of the several young girls at work. He would think of the pretty younger ones in their tight skirts and sometimes revealing tops. He would picture them bending over and imagine himself touching them, feeling their lovely tight bums, or running his hand up their silky smooth thighs and under their skirts. More than anything he would imagine them spreading their legs and hitching up their skirts and offering themselves to him. 

He would lie there muttering one of their names as he imagined peeling her sexy panties down and slipping his hard cock into her lovely tight young pussy. He would have given anything to be allowed just once to live out his fantasy, but it was never going to happen. Instead he would have to just carry on using his right hand and his vivid imagination while at the same time taking any opportunity that came along to exercise his dirty mind. 

So now he was to spend the next few weeks in the head masters office as a sort of stand in. He was going to miss seeing some of the lovely girls he worked with, but he figured he would just keep himself to himself for the next few weeks and soon all would be back to how it was. They, on the other hand were almost certainly over the moon to get a respite from his dirty wandering hands. 

With no qualifications he wasn't permitted to involve himself in the teaching side of things, all he was there to do was basically be in charge of managing the place. He knew this, but his exact roll wasn't clear to all the staff. Most thought he was a fully fledged stand in head master, and being a rather pathetic nobody Sidney didn't really go out of his way to put them right. This minor misunderstanding boosted his fragile ego somewhat and it made a nice change for him to feel like somebody for once. 

So Alison is standing outside the office door, there is no secretary in the outer office as she went with the head master to his new post. Alison hadn't yet seen this new "head" but was quietly confident that he would be just like any other male teacher, all it would take was a pout of the lips and a quick flutter of the eyelashes and things would be ok. If not then she knew that if all else failed arching her back and thrusting out those incredibly impressive tits of hers would almost certainly get the old boy in an embarrassed fluster and achieve the required result.

She pulled a brush from her bag and brushed her lovely fine blond hair, and then checked herself in the mirror before knocking on the door.

Inside Sidney was startled, he wasn't expecting anybody, so he took a moment to appear busy with some papers before clearing his throat and barking "Come in!" 

Alison went in and closed the door behind her before stepping up to stand in front of the heads desk. He didn't seem to acknowledge she was even there, instead he carried on busying himself with his papers for what was probably only about ten seconds but felt like ages. As the pretty 18 year old stood there looking him over she noticed how old he was. "This is going to be easy," she thought as she cast an eye over him. He was just what she had hoped for, a sad old boy who would surely be rendered helpless by her obvious "charms". As she stood there she noticed his crusty balding head and greasy grey hair left the shoulders of his shiny old jacket with a scattering of flakes of dry skin and dandruff. He was rather a scruffy man and she thought how he didn't really look much like a head master. 

Just then he cleared his throat again and looked up. There was an embarrassing moments silence as his eyes widened and his facial expression turned from one of gruff annoyance to an open mouthed look of almost stunned disbelief.

"W....what can I do for you young lady?" He asked as he tried once again to clear his throat.

As Alison explained why she had been sent poor old Sidney couldn't quite believe his eyes. He could hear she was talking but her voice seemed distant as his concentration was instantly focused on what she looked like rather than what she was saying. Wow, this girl was just incredibly beautiful he had never seen such a sweet and pretty face, the sort of face that a man could so easily fall in love with. She had such lovely blond hair that cascaded down over her shoulders looking so soft and fresh. The navy blue college cardigan that she wore hung open, unbuttoned all the way down revealing a white blouse and loosely fitted tie. Sidney's eyes widened even more as his wandering gaze stopped at her chest. It was impossible not to notice the size of this girls tits....they were huge! He was stunned he had never seen anything like it. They were big and round and obviously very firm from the way they were thrusting out against the tightness of her blouse straining the buttons to the absolute limit. 

For a moment he was unsure what to do, the vision before him had him in something of a fluster. Alison of course could see the affect she was having on him, it was the same affect she had on most men. This was what she wanted and felt confident that this was going to be easy. Being a real tease she couldn't resist arching her back a little and thrusting her boobs out even further. The expression on his face was a picture and right away she knew what he was thinking.

"S....sorry, w...what did you say?" Sidney suddenly piped up as he shook himself back to reality.

"I have been sent for breach of uniform rules again sir," she said rolling her eyes as if it were all so trivial. "Also apparently I shouldn't answer my teacher back."

The old man coughed and, trying to be as firm as possible said, "well, you shouldn't answer your teacher back! What's your name young lady?"

Still trying to look like he knew what he was doing he spun his chair around to the filing cabinet behind him and went to where he knew all the student files were kept. As he pulled hers out and spun the chair back round to face her again he asked. "What do you mean breach the uniform rules?"

"M....my skirt sir," she answered all coyly, "I've been told it's not the right length...." 

With that she stepped back and looked down. Sidney's eyes hadn't got that far, he was still trying to come to terms with that unbelievably spectacular chest. As his eyes went down he could see from where her blouse was tucked into her skirt just how surprisingly slender her waist was. At that moment could see what a rare and wonderful creature she was, such a slender toned body yet with such huge tits. It was quickly becoming obvious that she was one in a million, a truly cock hardening wonder of nature. She was about as close to perfection as it's possible for a girl to be, the sort of girl an old pervert like Sidney would so often fantasise about when alone in his little flat, but obviously never get to meet.

Still Alison just stood there feeling rather smug at the blatant look of disbelief on his old face. She loved the feeling of power that came with the body she had been blessed with. It always amazed her how a man could be instantly reduced to the most basic of levels regardless of how intelligent he may or may not be. She understood why he was looking, it came as no surprise to her, although he was staring rather intently which freaked her a little. It was obvious from the look on his face what he was thinking. She didn't normally mind as this affect she had always worked in her favour, but this old man was rather creepy and seemed a little too interested.

"Oh my God!" He said out loud as he noticed her skirt. Instantly he realised what he had done and clasped his hand over his mouth. To his relief she didn't appear to have noticed his unplanned outburst. 

It was just getting better and better for the sex starved old pervert, he was in heaven, he couldn't remember in all his years ever seeing anything like this. The navy blue skirt she was wearing had pleats to either side at the front and it was short......very short! Displaying a generous amount of her strong young thighs he began to realise what a lovely cock teaser she was. Her silky smooth skin had a light golden tan and as he looked at where they vanished under her tiny skirt he felt his mouth begin to water.

"It's my gym skirt sir, so it is actually uniform." She sort of blurted out in an attempt to break the silence. 

Suddenly aware that he was staring old Sidney quickly started thumbing through her folder. As he read her notes with her standing there he saw a few things that caught his eye. She had been up before the head a number of times in the past. He read on and found that, among other things, a few of the teachers had complained about her flirtatious and overly familiar ways when talking to the male staff. They were concerned at the way she "used her sexuality" as a means of getting herself out of trouble.

Now he was interested and so he read on. She also had been threatened a number of times with expulsion due to her blatant disregard for uniform rules and subsequent attitude when reprimanded. 

This made good reading for Sidney and he quickly figured that what they were basically saying was that this 18 year old was a cock teasing flirt who thought her obvious sex appeal meant she could get away with murder!

Luckily old Sidney had done some research before he took up the post and some of what he had learnt involved uniforms. His mind was working overtime, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and he quickly had to think of a way that he could take advantage of it. There was no way he was going to let this cock hardening piece of skirt go with just a few stern words. All the girls at the office where he worked collectively didn't measure up to this beauty, he had to try his luck, if he didn't he would regret it for the rest of his days.

He hesitated for a moment unsure what to do. But just looking at her standing there had his deprived old cock stirring, he knew it was wrong but why should he care? He didn't ask her to come in looking like that, perhaps she needs to learn the consequences of dressing in such a way, especially when blessed with such voluptuous curves. "What the hell," he thought, "nothing to lose....."

"Right young lady," he began, "you know the test."

"T....test? What test sir?"

"You know, the test! The way of testing the length of your skirt!" He barked trying to sound as annoyed as possible so he could maintain control of the situation.

"Er...n.....no sir."

"Right, well turn around and face the other way," he ordered.

She stood there confused by his request. She looked at him for a moment unsure if she had heard him right. As she did she began to realise just what sort of man she was dealing with here. He was just about as unattractive as it was possible for a man to be. At 60 he looked so old, and she began to feel worried as she saw him lick his craggy dry old lips as he just stared at her chest. She could see his teeth were stained a brownish yellow and he made her feel rather sick as again she watched his tongue circle the entrance to his filthy old mouth. This was new territory to Alison, she didn't know how to deal with this situation and so she decided that all she could do was exactly what she was told. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 35



As she began to turn around the dirty old bugger leant forward resting his elbows on his desk. Just when he thought things couldn't possibly get any better he found himself presented with an ass to just die for. Rounded off to perfection and with her short navy blue skirt teasingly draped over its outward thrusting shape he just could not believe his luck as he picked his glasses up off the desk for a better look.

With her facing the other way he was able to drop one hand into his lap and adjust his ever tightening pants. "Now bend over and touch your toes," he told her.

"W.....what?" Alison asked.

"If your skirt is the correct length then your........" there was a pause before he went on, "erm, your...........panties.......will remain covered."

She knew what the result was going to be and she was sure he did too, it didn't need a test to find out what a blind man could see! But despite this she felt she had better do as she was told and if the old pervert got off on it then so what. With that she stood with her feet a few inches apart and began to bend at the waist.

As her skirt rode up showing more and more of her luscious thighs old Sidney brought his other hand up to his mouth and bit down on his knuckles. He could feel the sweat breaking out all over his forehead and he couldn't help himself from squeezing his now extremely hard cock through his grubby old trousers. He had to stifle a groan as her skirt rose higher and a pair of the prettiest white lace panties stretched tightly across the most beautiful ass he ever saw came into view. "Oh God...oh God...oh God!" he muttered under his breath. His cock began to throb in his underpants as she reached lower until she could grab her ankles and he found himself staring straight at the thin strip of white silk that covered her delectable 18 year old pussy. 

He tried to speak but the words got stuck in his throat. Alison knew what she was doing to him and despite him being a dirty old man that turned her stomach, she still felt rather smug. She waited for him to tell her what to do next, but after an embarrassing silence she realised if she didn't say or do something she would be there all day. So, being the relentless tease that she was, she released her ankles raised her head and looked back at him over her shoulder while keeping herself bent fully at the waist.

She couldn't believe the look on his face, he was an absolute pervert. He was sat mesmerised with his mouth hanging wide open and was actually dribbling down his chin. Not only that but she could also see his hand was in his lap out of sight, and his arm was definitely moving in such a way that he was obviously playing with himself. He was just so disgusting, she felt strange, sort of angry at the cheek of him. How dare he think that it was ok to get himself off by ogling her! She knew it was all wrong but she also knew that the very fact that he was an old pervert actually worked in her favour, it was ultimately that that would keep her out of trouble.

"Sir?" She said, "excuse me sir........can I straighten up now?"

Suddenly his eyes blinked and he came back to the real world, "y....yes, yes o....of course," he stammered. 

As he watched her straighten up and the curtain that was her teasingly short skirt fell across her lovely ass once again concealing it from his view he had to think quickly what to do. He didn't want to get into trouble, but at the same time he had never been more excited, things like this just don't happen to sad old men like him. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, he would have to be crazy to just let it pass. Then, as if he had been struck by lightning, he remembered something.

"Wait!" he cried, "what are they made of?" 

"What do you mean sir?" Alison replied somewhat confused.

"You know," he said, "your panties! They are supposed to be plain white or navy blue cotton." He didn't know how but somehow he was sure this was right.

"Um.....I.....um, I don't know," she answered.

With that he placed both hands on his desk clasping them together. He then told her as firmly as he could to come around to his side of the desk so he could have a closer look. The pretty blond 18 year old was unsure what he had in mind but knew she had better do as she was told.

"You know you're facing possible exclusion for this constant disregard for the rules," he said trying to strike an element of fear into her. It was working, she was now worried, she knew how angry her father would be if she flunked school. He had made it very clear right from the start that if she wasn't going to go out and get a job then she had better take this further education seriously.

Her head dropped as she walked around the desk towards him, giving old Sidney the first indication that she was accepting his authority over her. He couldn't help himself from staring at the gentle rocking motion of those huge tits in that straining blouse as she approached him. His cock was now raging in his underpants, he had never seen a more incredible looking girl. What he wouldn't give for those buttons to give up their ongoing battle to contain those gigantic knockers and allow them to burst free.

He was now trembling with excitement as she came and stood alongside him, he couldn't quite believe what he was about to do. "Well let's see what they're made of then," he said trying desperately to sound as casual and matter-of-fact as possible.

Alison was unsure of what to do, did he want her to bend over again and show him? Surely not. She was becoming nervous as she looked down at this old man, a man she really knew nothing about, a man who she dare not push her luck with. From this close all she saw was his scabby balding head edged with straggly greasy grey hair, and as he sat back in his chair her suspicions were confirmed. She could see a bulge in his lap, although his trousers were fairly loose there was definitely a tent in them, she now knew he was getting off on the whole thing. She didn't know what to do, she couldn't risk being expelled and didn't want to anger him.

At that moment he muttered something again about having to have a closer look, and before Alison could do anything he reached out and took the back hem of her skirt in his hand and went to lift it up. 

The old man was expecting some sort of objection, and was amazed when it didn't come. So without hesitation he seized the moment and raised her skirt high enough to fully expose her gorgeous ass encased in those sweet lace panties. With his bottom lip quivering and saliva filling his mouth he again spoke. "Well I don't think these are allowed," he said as Alison just stood there subjected to his perverted gaze. "What are they made of?" He questioned as he brought his other hand up almost trance-like. It was obvious what his game was, "I don't think they're cotton......" he went on as if there was any doubt. 

Alison knew he could see that they were lace and she knew they were too sexy to be allowed, so surely that was that! But it wasn't, and the pretty young girl got a shock when she felt his fingertips touch where they stretched tightly across her delectable young cheeks. She just froze to the spot, she couldn't move as she felt his dirty old fingers lightly feel their way from one cheek to the other. 

This was unbelievable for the wretched old man, he was so excited. He was still amazed that she didn't object, and his mind raced as he began to wonder how far he could go. He was starting to find it impossible to control himself, he wanted to feel this beautiful girl in a way that he would never normally be allowed. He couldn't let this once in a lifetime chance go by.

Alison could do nothing, she had to be careful or she could find herself in real trouble, and if that meant letting the dirty old bugger have a crafty feel then she quickly resigned herself to the fact that that's just what she will have to do. She heard him groan quietly, it was obvious he was enjoying the whole experience just a little too much. She glanced down again to his lap and saw the huge lump in his trousers move, it was obvious the dirty old creep had a full on erection.

He seemed to again be in something of a trance as he watched his yellow nicotine stained old fingers start to lightly feel their way over the pure virgin white lace of her panties. He muttered something about the front and as he did he let go of the hem of her skirt leaving his wandering hand where it was. He spread his probing fingers wide until his palm came to rest over one of her glorious cheeks. He then began to manoeuvre her around to face him, all the while leaving his hand up her skirt. He took the front hem and began to raise it, his other hand now firmly holding her ass as if he had forgotten it was there. Of course he hadn't, he took the opportunity to grip it quite firmly and give it a gentle squeeze. It felt so good, lovely round and tight, and still this luscious creature said nothing.

Now facing him Alison began to feel very uncomfortable. She watched his eyes widen and his jaw drop even lower when he saw the front of her panties. She wondered if he might pass out being so close to the skimpy lace triangle that covered her pussy. Despite her feelings of discomfort she also felt something else, a sort of smugness at seeing the way she was reducing this man to a quivering wreck.

He again groaned as he took a closer look. He could feel the desperation of his erection as it throbbed in his trousers, he knew he was leaking pre-cum, he could feel it soaking into his pants. 

"Mmmmm, what's this?" He said as he noticed a pretty pink bow at the centre along the top edge.

Holding the skirt up and trembling he dragged his other hand from behind her making the most of this golden opportunity to have a good feel of those beautiful firm round cheeks as he did. He didn't want the moment to end but knew even yet he had to be careful not to go too far. Gradually his hand worked its way around her hip, the skin felt like silk so smooth and tight. Then, as his hand came round, he touched the front of her lace panties with the tips of his grubby nicotine stained old fingers. 

"Oh my dear girl," he sighed without thinking. His erection was now screaming out for attention and he could feel the clear slimy fluid oozing from its tip. He so desperately wanted to relieve his lifelong frustration, this was the closest he had ever come to such a girl. He was struggling to control the urges flowing through his entire body.

It was at that moment that Alison decided enough was enough. She could see the look of desperation on his pathetic old face and knew she had better do something before things got out of hand. 

"Sir?" Alison tentatively said as she took a few steps back leaving him sat there with his hands hovering in front of him completely motionless. She smoothed her skirt down and after a few moments the old man seemed to again jolt back to reality.

"Right...........uh...............yes, right!" It was as if he suddenly realised what he was doing and so quickly began to busy himself at his desk. Just then Alison went to move. "Where do you think you're going young lady?" His tone was rather firm and made her even more nervous. 

"Well......I......"

"Stay right where you are."

He began to take notes telling her that they, (her panties), were not uniform regulation and this was yet another breach of the rules. He considered confiscating them but knew that if her sent her home with no underwear then he could find himself in a whole lot of trouble......he had to be cleverer than that. Besides he hadn't finished yet, he had one other idea up his sleeve.......

"They aren't allowed either," he barked pointing at her chest.

Alison almost laughed, did he mean tits? How can they not be allowed? 

"Padded bras," he went on, "padded bras are definitely not allowed!"

"B....but it's not padded," she went on to explain. 

The old creep nearly choked! Was she serious? Surely there had to be some padding involved, they couldn't be that big really..........could they? He felt his poor old dick straining as he considered his next move. Was she really this gullible, could he get away with it? He had to try his luck, he just had to. 

"I don't believe you," he said as his bulging eyes roamed all over her mountainous chest, "they're just so big................" his voice trailed off in a trancelike state again before he quickly corrected himself. "Erm I mean too big, they're too big, there has to be some padding involved."

"No sir honestly," she insisted, "this is my natural size, I know they're big but there's nothing I can do about it."

The filthy old pervert was now getting more and more excited (if that were possible). He couldn't believe that he had this gorgeous big busted beauty talking about the size of her tits! This was pure heaven to a sexually deprived old man like Sidney. They were every dream and fantasy he had ever had right there. He had never been so close to such wonders, and he had never even seen such an enormous pair on such a fit and slender young body.....he had to ask........

"Natural size?" Sidney barked trying to sound as angry as possible. "I don't believe you, you're only 18 aren't you?"

"Y....yes sir, it was my birthday just a few weeks ago."

"Well then," he went on, "surely they can't be that....erm..........big......"

"Well sir, they have grown a lot lately, the bra I have on at the moment is a 32GG."

He instantly felt his face flush red as he tried to maintain his composure, had he heard her right? He could see they had to be at least that, but to hear her confirm it still came as something of a shock. With no padding and with her being just 18 years of age it was clear that not only were they big, but they also had to be firm.........very firm. Seeing them right there thrusting out before her stretching her blouse to its very limits had his mouth watering and his poor cock on the verge of exploding. He had to take this opportunity, there was no choice.

"Well I don't believe you," he said as he just stared at them, "I'll need to see."

There, he had said it, he couldn't believe it but he had. There was a moments silence as Alison tried to see if he was being serious or not. It was crucial that Sidney maintained a stern expression on his face, he had to let her know that he was deadly serious.

Now, just standing 3 feet away from him, this stunning girl clearly saw she had no choice. Slowly she began to undo her tie, pulling it until it hung loose around her neck. The old creep just stared in utter disbelief as next she carefully brought her hands up and began to unbutton her blouse. As each button sprang free a little more of her cleavage began to appear. 

With his erection weeping pre-cum into his grubby old pants the poor old man was in turmoil, but he knew he could do nothing about it. With bulging eyes and a wide gaping mouth he watched as finally the button between her tits gave way, followed by the next, and the next. He wanted desperately to just tear the blouse from her, it was all taking so painfully long. 

Then it happened, the moment he had been waiting for, the moment of sheer disbelief. This beautiful blond girl opened up her blouse and there they were in their mind blowing spectacular glory. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, she had done it. His eyes drank in the vision before him, not only were her tits big and beautiful but the bra that contained them was too. Matching her panties it was a half cup white lace number, and it even had the same tiny pink bow between the cups as on her panties.

Alison took a nervous step back as he got to his feet and walked towards her. His eyes were locked on her exposed chest. She knew things were getting out of hand when she looked down and saw the size of what was obviously his fully hard cock sticking out forming a tent in his trousers. She had seen how men can get excited in her presence before, but this man was different, she could sense his growing desperation. 

The drooling old pervert muttered to himself as he took a step closer, this girl was all his dreams come true. His mind was racing as he studied the most incredible tits he had ever seen. He wanted to suck them, squeeze them, kiss them, lick them, but more than anything he wanted to bury his cock between them and fuck the hell out of them! But he knew he had to be careful, no matter how hard it was he still had to be so very careful. 

"Well, are they padded?" Sidney asked as he brought his hands up towards them. "Do you mind?"

What could Alison say? Of course she minded but there was nothing she could do? Still she reasoned that it wouldn't actually hurt her, and if it gave him a bit of a thrill then so what, at least she wasn't being punished.

"No.........no of course not," she said.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing, the softness of her voice and the way she spoke made it seem like she was deliberately being a naughty little tease. Or at least that's the way it sounded to him anyway.

His trembling nicotine stained old fingers came up and he gently began to feel the underside of her bra. Alison said nothing, instead she just looked down at the floor to her side as she allowed him the freedom to continue. 

"Oh my," he sighed quietly as he placed his palms against them and began to lift them slightly feeling their weight. They seemed so heavy yet they just sat there almost hovering before her as if they were weightless. His hands weren't small yet they seemed dwarfed by the size of these gorgeous huge melons that he unbelievably found himself holding. He had never been so excited as he got his first idea of just how incredibly firm they were. Still pretending to be checking out her bra he squeezed them gently at first, but sensing no objection he couldn't help himself from sinking his fingers in deeper and getting a good true feel of these glorious monsters.

"Oh yes yes," he whispered. He had completely forgotten himself, he was too lost in the moment. 

Alison could see he was getting too carried away. She watched him lick his lips as he stared at his dirty old hands now roaming freely all over her magnificent firm young bust. She got a reminder, as if it were needed, of just what a vile old man he was when his mouth opened wider and she saw for the first time his brown and yellow stained teeth. 

Enough was enough, she found him repulsive and didn't like the way this was going. As he moved his hands over the front of them and started squeezing them she summoned up the courage needed to do something about it. The wide eyed look of excitement on his sweaty face told her all she needed to know.

"You shouldn't touch me like that," she told him as she pushed his hands away and took a few steps back. He didn't know what to say, all he could think of was those tits and how his whole life he had longed for a moment such as this. He wanted more and didn't care about anything else as he again reached his dirty old hands out for them. Alison swatted them away and, as she hastily began to button her blouse back up, she again told him quite firmly that he shouldn't be touching her that way. 

The old man sat back down in his seat. His disappointment was clear to see as Alison straightened her clothing out. Realising that he had probably pushed things as far as he dare he grabbed her file and scribbled down a few notes.

The pretty blond 18 year old looked puzzled and, as he continued to write, she had to ask what he was doing. 

"Well," he said as he placed his pen down in front of him. "Your file makes interesting reading young lady." His tone seemed to change to one of a more serious nature. "I'm just recording our meeting so there is no confusion."

"What do you mean confusion?" 

"Well, I do feel rather uncomfortable at the way you just acted, you know.....showing me your underwear and inviting me to touch you and so on......I don't think it's very appropriate."




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 35



"W....what?"

"You heard me! I have to record events in order to protect myself from a girl like you." 

"What!" Alison shrieked, "what do you mean a girl like me! It was you, you told me to do that, and you wanted to touch me!"

He smiled in an annoyingly arrogant way giving the busty young girl another view of his horrible rotten old teeth. "Well with a reputation like yours who do you think they'll believe? Let me just read a few things that others have written down here....."

With that he took a moment to gaze over her voluptuous young body one more time without a care for how uncomfortable it made her feel, before looking down at the file and slowly thumbing through the pages.

"She often comes across in an overly familiar way....." he began.

"Uses her very obvious assets to try and manipulate....."

"Seems to enjoy seeing the affect her sexuality has on others....."

"Plays a dangerous game by teasing the male members of staff and being extremely flirtatious...."

"Shall I go on?" Sydney asked....

Alison said nothing, she just looked at him stunned by what he had said. There was a few moments silence before she looked at the clock on the wall and said she had to go. Quietly confident that he had done enough to prevent her from saying anything he simply gave a waving gesture with his hand signalling that she could leave.

As she turned and headed for the door the dirty old pervert couldn't resist squeezing his hard cock through his trousers as he admired her cheeky ass in that tiny skirt. God he wanted her so badly, he had never seen such an exquisite creature in all his life. Even the girls in his collection of porn magazines couldn't hold a candle to this beauty, she had everything he had ever longed for in bountiful proportions.....and then some! He was so desperate to relieve his frustration and knew he was in for an absolutely "explosive" time when he got home.......................if he could last that long..................................

That was Friday and over the next few days poor old Sidney couldn't get this girl out of his head. She had him in an almost permanent state of arousal. He was a dirty sex starved old pervert who couldn't stop playing with himself at the best of times........but this girl was the sort that a man would be lucky to meet once in a lifetime, and he needed to see her again......

When Monday finally arrived the old man quietly slipped into work with an element of trepidation. He shut himself away in his office and couldn't help worrying whether Alison had told anyone what had happened. Every time the phone rang or someone knocked on his office door he wondered if it might be someone with some awkward questions for him to answer. Although he felt he had done enough to keep her quiet he couldn't be completely sure. But, as the day wore on, he began to relax more and with nothing being said he realised she must have kept it to herself. His little "warning" must have worked.

With a renewed confidence the frustrated old boy began to think more and more about the lovely 18 year old with her sassy figure and stunningly huge knockers. The more he thought the more excited he would become. He was still in a state of disbelief, was it all a dream? Did he really see her underwear? Did he really have his hand up her sexy little skirt? Did he really touch those wonderfully huge young tits? 

Of course he knew he had, but he knew if her were to tell anyone they would never in a million years believe him. Possibly that's why he found it so hard to believe himself, but it was true. The more he thought the more he remembered just how incredibly firm, almost solid, her tits were....and big....so very big.....

He spent much of that day, and the next, with his mind full of thoughts of the beautiful girl. He was in an almost permanent state of arousal, his cock fluctuated between semi and fully hard every time she entered his head. He wanted to see her again, in fact he needed to. But confined to the office all day he couldn't see how it was going to happen.

Then, at around midday Wednesday, he was sat in the office daydreaming when his thoughts again turned to Alison. As he did his cock began to stiffen and he couldn't help giving it a little rub through his trousers. The more he thought the more excited he became, and the more excited he became the more he rubbed it. He sat back and closed his eyes and, confident he wouldn't be disturbed, he unzipped his flies and reached into his grubby old underpants. Just the thought of this girl had him as hard as hell, and as he took himself in hand ready for yet another dirty little wank someone knocked on the door.

"Just a minute!" He shouted as he hurriedly put his cock away and zipped his trousers back up.

Then the door knocked again and as the old boy shouted out for whoever it was to come in he had no idea his dreams were about to be answered. As he placed his pen down and the door opened he got the shock of his life when one of the old female teachers walked in followed by Alison.

The school was having a charity fund raising day and Alison had been roped in to be one of the girls stood outside the school with a bucket collecting donations from passing motorists. As part of this "fun" day the 6th form girls were allowed to dress up. Alison thought it would be fun, and it would certainly mean her raising more money, if she came dressed as the stereotypical sexy schoolgirl. Unfortunately this didn't go down well with some of the teachers that had already had issues with the busty blond 18 year old and her appearance.

The frumpy old teacher went on to complain to Sydney about the state of her dress and how it was wholly inappropriate. Not only that but she wasn't happy about her attitude and the teacher wanted something "done" about it!

This obviously wasn't really a part of the old man's job, he was just a sort of overseeing administrator and not qualified to deal with the students. It was clear that, like the rest of them, this teacher hadn't understood this.......but he wasn't about to put her right.

The teacher then said something that struck a chord with the sex starved old boy. "Someone should educate her about the possible consequences of looking the way she does, not to mention the dangers of being so flirtatious and the trouble that could get her into!"

"Okay I'll deal with it from here," he replied as authoritatively as he could.

"Well you have all afternoon to try and talk some sense into her, because I don't want to see her again today!" With that the door slammed and the teacher was gone.

There was an awkward silence for a few seconds before Sydney broke it by joking that she was probably just jealous.....

That seemed to ease the tension slightly as the corners of Alison's pretty mouth turned up and she gave a tentative smile. This pleased the old man who could not believe his eyes as he looked at her standing there all sheepish. She looked absolutely stunning, even more so than the other day (if that were possible). Instantly the creepy pervert felt his neglected old cock begin to twitch. What she was wearing just about bowled him over, he had never seen such an image in all his life.

Alison hadn't even spoken yet but the old boy was already having ideas. She stood there in her white school blouse, nothing unusual there, except it must have been a smaller size than the one she wore the other day as it seemed even tighter across her huge bust. Not only that but she had undone the top three buttons and was showing a generous portion of her voluptuous cleavage, and Sydney figured this was one of the main causes of the teachers disapproval. The remaining buttons were clearly under immense strain and he could clearly see the pretty white lace of her bra where they gaped.

The shock wasn't over there however. As his eyes roamed down her curvaceous figure he saw she was again wearing her tiny gym skirt, only this time he wondered if it was an older one that perhaps she had grown out of as it seemed a little shorter and somewhat tighter. Another reason, he again figured, for the teacher's outburst. What a dream she looked, especially as on her legs she wore long black legging socks, the sort that come right up over the knee and end just short of the hem of her skirt showing a teasing few inches of bare thigh. 

It was all a deliberate part of the whole look she was trying to achieve. The 18 year old girls in the 6th form of course wouldn't normally dress like this. That only happens in the fantasies of dirty old men like Sydney. But now he had to "deal" with her and so ordered her to come and stand directly in front of his desk while he again reached for her file.

Realising what a once in a lifetime opportunity he was being presented with, and as this was probably his last week in this role, he knew he had to make the most of it. He was already excited and could feel his pants tightening evermore as he sat back in his chair and looked her over. He found it impossible to take his eyes off those unbelievable knockers trying to bust out of that straining blouse. He had never wanted anything more in his entire life, she was every fantasy and every dream the dirty old sod had ever had all rolled into one. 

Alison on the other could see that look in his eye, it was a look she had seen before and began to wonder just how much trouble she was in. She soon found out when the old man eventually put his eyes back in his head and announced that he had a couple of choices. 

"Well I can either exclude you until the end of term," he said. "Or, if you would prefer, I can deal with this quickly by administering an instant punishment."

"W....what instant punishment?" Alison nervously asked.

"The cane of course," came his simple reply.

The pretty blond was stunned, had she heard him right? Neither was what she was expecting, she thought a good telling off, possibly some detention or extra work, and that would be it.

"Well?" 

She couldn't believe he was expecting her to just choose right there and then. She knew exclusion was the last thing she wanted, it would mean her missing some of her exams and her Father, being a strict man, would kill her! Not only that but more importantly, he wouldn't buy her the car he promised her if she returned all good reports during her final year!

But she also had a very low pain threshold and the thought of the cane absolutely terrified her. It was a no win situation.

She tried asking if he was allowed to dish out such punishment, but before she could finish speaking he waved the file at her shouting "it's all in here!" 

Sydney could see the dilemma written all over her sweet face and almost felt sorry for her. But he knew he had to stand firm in order to achieve his aim. Again he barked at her. "Well!"

"The cane, sir.....I'll take the cane...." She answered in something of a panic. 

This was just what he wanted to hear and watched her hang her head as he got to his feet and fetched it from the stand behind him. Walking around the desk towards her he was growing more and more excited. He could feel his mouth start to water as he approached her voluptuous young body. He knew he wasn't allowed to do this, but she didn't and that was all that mattered. She was just so lovely, and as he walked around behind her he brought his face so close to hers that she flinched when she felt his vile breath on her cheek. His bottom lip started to quiver as he took a good long look over her shoulder and into the depths of her phenomenal cleavage. Her huge young bosom looked just so full and firm, swelling upwards with every nervous breath she took. The urge to reach around and take them in his hands was almost unbearable......but that was to come later. He had to play things carefully, he couldn't just grab her and couldn't risk her taking fright and running away.

He turned to the door and locked it. As he turned back he looked down at the way the outward thrust of her sexy ass gave her tiny skirt a real snugness. He licked his flaky old lips and couldn't help giving his swollen cock a sneaky squeeze through his trousers as he ordered her to bend over the desk. He trembled with nervous excitement as she tried to reason with him. His response was to tell her it was her choice and just for effect he swiped the cane downwards, the sound of it slicing through the air sending a shiver down Alison's spine. Resigned to her fate she slowly did as she was told. He watched her skirt begin to ride up as she bent at the waist. Higher it went and as her lovely round bum pushed out towards him, until soon he found himself looking straight at her lovely white panties clinging tightly to her glorious firm young ass. He was struggling to control himself, and saw she was now wearing pure white cotton panties, although still trimmed with the prettiest fine lace, it seemed she may have taken what he said the other day seriously.

He just stared in awe for a few seconds at the way her skirt teasingly draped over her ass cheekily allowing her panties to peek out from underneath. He admired the way they moulded tightly to the perfectly rounded shape of each cheek. What he wouldn't give to just tease them to one side and bury his aching erection deep inside her lovely warm and welcoming tight young pussy right there and then. But, no matter how hard it was, he had to try and keep control of himself.

As she folded her arms on the desk and rested her head on them the salivating old pervert watched her boobs bulging at her sides from where they were being squashed against it. He had never seen a sight that turned him on more than this beauty bending over before him. After a lifetime of waiting for such a moment he could already feel wetness seeping from the tip of his unimaginably hard cock.

Alison waited for the searing pain that was about to come. She knew it was going to hurt like hell and held her breath in a state of near terror. As she waited she wondered what was taking him so long? If he was going to do it she wanted it over quickly. Just then she heard him swish it sharply through the air one more time.

"P....please sir," she begged, "please, I'll be good, I....I'll do whatever I'm told....please."

The old man knew he had her, this was the moment he had been waiting for. With his heart pounding in his chest he nervously told her......"Well I suppose there is a third option........"

"W.....what?" Alison asked desperately hopeful that it had to be better than the other two choices.

"Well, as everyone keeps telling me you have to be taught a lesson. You need to understand that your actions have consequences, and you need to learn what those consequences are."

He was now shaking with a mixture of nervousness and excitement and with her still bent across the desk he carried on talking to her as he gently placed his dirty old hand on her cheeky young bum. "Perhaps an education into the workings of the male mind would be an idea." 

Alison just remained still as she felt his hand spread across her ass. It was making her stomach churn but she knew that letting the old creep get himself off on having free feel was far preferable to the alternative. He carried on talking about how she needed to understand the way men thought and what affect she had on them. All the while it was obvious that he was concentrating more on what he was doing rather than what he was saying. He even groaned a little as he sank his nicotine stained old fingers into the full firmness of her right buttock. His chatter began to fade as he placed his other hand on the other cheek and began to squeeze and fondle that one too. He began to salivate at the feel of her silky smooth cotton panties stretched tightly across the most perfect ass he had ever seen. It was just the most amazing experience to have his hands freely roaming all over the ass of this lovely girl without any objection. He never thought he would ever be in this position, freely groping the ripe ass of such a fit and sexy 18 year old girl.

"Oh my," he whispered as he fingered the lacy edge of her panties. "You are such a naughty girl," he went on as he drooled over her sounding more and more like the pervert he really was. He couldn't help himself from extending his middle finger down to the soft area of her panties between her legs. "Oh dear," he sighed as he pressed it gently inwards.

Alison suddenly realised what was happening as she felt his hardness pressing against her and his finger pushing her panties into the folds of her pussy. Without a thought she suddenly stood up straight and objected asking him what he was doing. 

"This is your lesson my dear," he told her with a slimy smirk on his face. "The best way to teach you the consequences of what you do is by showing you......... It's either that or I will have to exclude you."

"B....but what about the cane?" She asked thinking that may be the better option. 

"Oh I don't think that'll work," he said with a sarcastic grin as he took a moment to admire the soft sweetness of her beautiful young face. She was not only the sexiest thing he had ever seen, but also the absolute loveliest, with her pretty innocent face and flowing blond hair he thought he had died and gone to heaven.

She on the other hand felt sickened by the sight of his ugly craggy old face, the stench of his foul breath, and his disgusting mouthful of rotten yellowish brown teeth. She wished the ground would just swallow her up, but she knew she was caught between a rock and a hard place with really only one choice. 

"I think if you refuse this lesson, then I will have no choice other than to exclude you until the end of term," he told her.

There was nothing she could do. The truth was she if she was honest, letting him have his bit of fun was clearly the lesser of the evils. She knew she wouldn't want the cane even if it was an option, and as for exclusion, well that was definitely not an option. The trouble was just that he was so old and dirty and just looking at him now made her feel physically sick, but what could she do? After a moment's thought she hung her head and said she would like to carry on with the lesson.

Old Sydney's eyes lit up, but surprisingly he seemed to hesitate. "I don't know," he said, perhaps I should exclude you and be done with it."

Alison was shocked, what was he playing at? That was the last thing she wanted. 

It was a gamble, but the dirty old creep knew what he was doing and was sure it would pay off. The more he seemed to suggest that he might prefer to exclude her, the more she pleaded with him not to. He couldn't believe what was happening as she was soon almost begging him to carry on with his lesson.

"Please sir," she begged, "please, I don't mind you doing whatever you have to, I.....I need to be taught, I can see that now." She wasn't stupid, she knew it wasn't a lesson at all, she knew enough about men to know it was all just an excuse for him to fondle her. But she was so desperate to avoid the exclusion, and the old codger knew it. He only had to run his eyes over that unbelievable body of hers and feel the erection straining in his stinky old pants to know what an incredible once in a lifetime chance this was.

He went and sat back down in his seat and told her he wasn't sure. He opened her file and reached for his pen. The pretty 18 year old couldn't let him do it, she would rather anything. She came around the desk and stood beside him. Looking down at his scabby balding head she wanted to throw up, but she had no choice as she placed a hand on his bony old shoulder and said...."please sir, show me.....show me what can happen.......I would rather you teach me your way than be excluded. "

Had he heard her right? If he had he couldn't believe his luck, this busty blond 18 year old was going to let a dirty old codger like him feel her up? He couldn't wait a moment longer and said, "well maybe I could teach you a thing or two," as he looked her up and down. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 36



Sidney Spooner spent the days and weeks following his encounter with Alison in something of a daydream. He never in his wildest dreams thought he would get his grubby old hands on a gorgeous young girl like that. She was the first thing he thought about when he woke up in the morning, and the last thing he thought about before going to sleep at night. Of course every time he thought of her he would get instantly aroused, just picturing that voluptuous body in his mind would invariably have him reaching down for his rapidly swelling tool. He was a filthy old pervert, and to be fair he knew it, which was why he enjoyed reliving his experience with the unbelievably curvaceous blond 18 year old on a daily basis, albeit all on his own.

He would lay in his bed and try to recount every detail of her phenomenally fit young body, those massive yet incredibly firm tits, that ripe cheeky young ass and the way it teasingly stuck out, her beautiful blond hair, and of course the sweetest prettiest face he had ever seen. He couldn't help himself from taking his hard cock in his hand and as he began to stroke up and down its rigid length he would remember the feel of her delicate young fingers wrapped around the gnarly old thing. Nobody would ever believe what had happened and how lucky he was, he knew if he ever told anyone the tale would be met with laughter and total disbelief, in fact he sometimes couldn't believe it himself. But the more he thought about her the faster his hand would work its way up and down on his desperately hard tool. He could see her in his mind's eye, peeling her lace bra from those gigantic jugs, lifting her sexy little skirt to show him her lovely white panties, he could see his grubby old hands freely feeling their way over her incredible 18 year old body. Then, as he remembered the moment when he pressed his erection against her tight panty covered ass, it would happen again. With his clenched fist pumping his bent dirty old cock for all he was worth he would let out a cry as he ejaculated copious amounts of stinking hot sperm all over his already stained sheets. This would happen at least twice a day, and every time he found the pleasure from these lonely masturbation sessions so incredibly intense that he wondered if he would ever stop.

The truth was he couldn't help himself, he couldn't stop, simply because to a sad lonely dirty old man like Sidney the thought of a busty 18 year old bond like Alison was the stuff of every far-fetched dream and fantasy he had ever had. So to have tasted the pleasures of such a girl, however briefly, was possibly the most overwhelming experience of his entire life. His only regret was that he hadn't exploited the situation more fully, he regretted not making the most of that once in a lifetime chance and taking her completely. He could only imagine the thrill emptying this old man's spunk deep inside her. But imagination was all he had, because he knew he would never get so lucky again. His time as the stand-in headmaster was coming to an end and any hopes he may have had of having one more chance her were finally dashed when he received notice that his services were no longer required and he was being sent back to his old job. 

Several weeks went by and Sidney was back in his old routine of looking at and lusting over the girls in his office. His relentless frustration was sometimes unbearable, and the sight of a short skirted lovely bending over to get something from the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet opposite would have his cock throbbing in no time. 

There was even an embarrassing moment when he experienced something that he hadn't had happen for a very long time. One of the girls, a twenty something blond named Anna crouched down opposite his desk to rummage through one of the bottom drawers. The trouble was she had on a very short black skirt and, as it turned out, black stockings. This quickly became apparent because she was unwittingly giving him a sneaky peek of the edge of her stocking tops the whole time she was there. 

It turned the dirty old bugger on so much that he couldn't resist slipping his hand under his desk and giving his cock a nice little rub through his trousers. It was pure torture, his eyes widened at the way her skirt stretched tightly across her thighs slowly riding higher showing more and more, and still she had no idea of the free show she was treating him to. Then, just as he thought his frustration couldn't get any worse she suddenly dropped to her knees to reach right into the back of the drawer. Now he found himself staring straight at her ass thrusting in the air with her skirt stretched tightly across it. Couple this with the display of her stocking tops it was all too much for such a poor frustrated old man. He glanced furtively around the room to make sure nobody was watching him before fixing his lustful gaze back on the delectable vision before him. Then all of a sudden his excitement became too much and before he could do anything to stop it happening he felt his cock pulsate and he knew all too well what was about to happen.

As he felt himself start to cum he knew he had no choice other than to see it through, he couldn't stop now. He gripped his erection tightly through his trousers and clenched his teeth as his balls began to empty themselves into his grubby old underpants. He ogled the sight before him, his head spinning with thoughts of grabbing her womanly hips and ploughing his cock balls deep into her. It was all he could do to maintain his composure and avoid drawing attention to himself. He could feel his face go red and sweat breaking out all over his head as he squeezed and massaged his throbbing cock over and over. The girl had no idea what she was doing as the old man felt the unmistakeable wet gooey mess filling his pants. It was useless, he had no choice, he had to rid himself of every last smelly glob while trying not to give the game way until he was all spent. 

It took him a few minutes to catch his breath and then compose himself as he watched her stand up, straighten her skirt, and then walk off back to her desk. This of course left him with something of an embarrassing problem, what to do with the mess that he had made of himself? In the end he had no choice, he decided to just leave it and within an hour or so he was able to slip off unnoticed to the bathroom and clean himself up. He knew that the girl would have been horrified if she knew what he had done, and it could well have cost him his job, but he truly couldn't help himself. Every day his mouth salivated over the hot young women at work, and every day he had the problem of a throbbing erection to deal with.

His daily frustration was only getting worse, it seemed that there were beautiful sexy young women everywhere. He loved to look at them and didn't care most of the time if they caught him or not. But it was the looking but not touching that was driving him crazy. He reasoned that it probably drove every old man crazy, the endless supply of cock hardening material out there for all to look at but never touch. But such was life, and like everyone else, old Sidney just had to accept the way things were.

He had been back at his old job almost 2 months and the old man decided to take a week's holiday. Not that he was going anywhere, or even had anything to do. The way he saw it he got no thanks for not taking it and so as he was entitled to it then why not? Even though it would mean not getting his daily fix of office eye candy. 

For the first few days he just hung around at home doing nothing but laying around in bed spending much of his day thumbing through his extensive porn collection. It certainly passed the time and with his imagination working overtime he was enjoying "spending time" with some of his favourite busty young beauties. Each day he would spill load after load of thick creamy spunk all over their asses and tits until the pages of his magazines were so sodden that the pictures were virtually unrecognisable. He would mutter all sorts of crude and disgusting comments about how they loved it as they caused him to shoot yet another load of stinking sperm over them. He would smile through his dirty rotten old teeth as he wondered how the girls in the photos would react if they saw the affect they had on him and the resulting mess.

The reality was to anybody watching it would be a truly perverse and disgusting sight. Seeing this vile 60 plus year old man with his lank greasy grey hair hunched naked over his dirty magazines wanking furiously on his gnarly old cock was an image that most would rather not witness. So it was probably just as well that nobody did.

Old Sidney awoke early on the Wednesday morning knowing he had to go into town for a few essential bits and pieces. Being something of a lazy old sod he really couldn't be bothered, but as the sun was shining he consoled himself that at least there might be some hot pieces of ass for him to have a good old lust over. So the old codger got himself ready, which didn't mean showering or even brushing his teeth, it literally meant throwing on the same stale old clothes he had been wearing all week and heading off out in his battered old car.

He really was a relentless old pervert, it was like a full time pre-occupation. As he drove along he couldn't help ogling all the young women walking along the footpath giving his cock a sneaky squeeze every time he saw an attractive one. Even when he pulled up at the lights he had to wait while two young ladies crossed in front of him. Both young and pretty and wearing rather tight jeans he again dropped his hand in his lap to have a little fiddle with himself as he looked them over. 

"Oh yes you dirty bitches," he muttered as he watched their jiggling tits and sexy wiggling asses as they hurried across the road. "Ooh fuck yeah, ooh you dirty cock teasing bitches," he again muttered as he licked his crusty old lips and his imagination began to wander. Then, as he instinctively began to rub himself more vigorously, he found himself so engrossed in the sight of their two peachy little asses that he hadn't noticed the lights change. That was until he heard a horn blast him from somewhere in the queue behind. As he went to pull off he noticed the blasting horn got the attention of the two girls. They both looked back over their shoulders straight at him and giggled as they saw him staring. "Ooh yes lovely, ooh you lovely, dirty bitches," he once again muttered as he took one long final ogling look at them before driving off.

Once he got into town and parked he headed for the shops, the whole time not missing any opportunity to cast his eye over any passable piece of skirt that he saw. 

Just then a little way in front of him he noticed a young lady with a head full of lovely wavy blond hair come out of a shop and walk on ahead. "Oh God look at that," he muttered under his breath as he watched the purposeful way she strode off in her stilettos. The hair caught his eye at first, but he was soon distracted by the exaggerated sway of her incredibly sexy ass, an ass that was contained in a very tightly fitted little black skirt. Not only was it tight, but it was short, very short and he quickly noticed something else. Her shapely legs were sheathed in sheer black nylon, and that wasn't all. He noticed the skirt had one of those teasing little splits up the back, not very long, but with the skirt being so short it was long enough. Not only that but because she had one of those incredibly shapely asses that stuck out making the skirt so tight it caused the split to gape rather more than perhaps it was supposed to giving anybody following her a glimpse of her stocking tops. 

He couldn't believe it yet again he was being mercilessly teased by a girl who was blissfully unaware of the affect she was having on him, this was something that excited him no end. So much so that he decided to forget what he had come out for and instead follow her around for a while, all the time trying to keep back so as to not be too obvious.

The dirty old pervert couldn't help smiling as he noticed he wasn't alone in his admiration of her, she was getting some rather long and lingering looks from just about every man that saw her. Old Sidney could feel his cock swelling as he stared at the sexy sway of that incredibly shapely bum and the way it seemed to stretch her skirt to the limit. His imagination quickly began to wander, what he wouldn't give to have his hands roam all over it, squeezing and groping it as he dragged her skirt up to reveal more and more of whatever treasures were hidden underneath.

Just then he shook himself out of his daydream as she stopped to look in a shop window. It was then that he got his first look at her from the side....and what he saw without a doubt absolutely blew his mind!

He had been so engrossed in her ass and the brief flashes of stocking top that he hadn't, until that moment, paid much attention to her upper half, and what an upper half it was! His jaw almost hit the deck when he saw the size of her tits, they were absolutely enormous!!! He was taken completely by surprise as from behind all he could see was how slender her waist was and how it emphasised her curvy hips. This now was a whole different matter. Wearing a tightly ribbed cream sweater there was no denying what a phenomenal pair they were thrusting boldly out from her trim little body. He couldn't believe his eyes, he had to take a moment to admire her and as he did he instantly felt his pants start to tighten. He could feel his cock begin to harden right up without even touching himself, quite something for a man of 60, an indication, as if it were needed, of just how frustrated and desperate he was. It was then that he looked up and saw her face. Along with everything else he could see she was also incredibly pretty. He thought for a moment how she looked familiar, then he suddenly realised, how could he be so stupid.......it was her! Alison!

He couldn't believe he hadn't recognised her out of her college uniform. The way she dressed made her look older than her 18 years. Instantly his head was in a spin, he had to think quickly, it was like the Gods were giving him one more chance, and it was a chance he knew he had to take!

Then, just as she turned to walk away, he went forward and tapped her on the shoulder. He had no idea what he was going to say, but he knew he couldn't just let her walk away. As she turned to face him he was momentarily struck dumb before blurting out the first thing that came into his head. 

"Erm, excuse me young lady," he said trying to sound as authoritative as possible, "but shouldn't you be in college?"

She looked puzzled at him for a moment before eventually recognising the creepy old pervert, and the moment she realised who it was she felt a wave of panic rush over her. "Oh, h....hello," she nervously replied. 

Old Sidney could see he had caught out the pretty 18 year old clearly she should have been at school. This immediately filled him with added confidence, he could see the look of fear in her eyes and that was all he needed to now try and milk this situation for all it was worth. As she blustered something about being off to go for job interviews the old man just took a moment to once again look her over. Her top stretched so tightly across those beautifully big round knockers that it caused his already swelling cock to twitch in his pants. He hurriedly swallowed the saliva that was building up in his rotten old mouth before speaking again. 

"Well, if this hasn't been agreed I'm afraid you could be in a lot of trouble." He watched her with great interest, she was clearly nervous and as she tried to protest her innocence it became more and more apparent that she was lying. She even tried to charm him with a half-hearted smile in the hope that she might be able to appeal to his kinder side, if he even had one!

But it wasn't working, the vile old man told her that although he was no longer at the college he was still working at the local authority in the education department, and part of his new role was catching truants. 

It was working better than he had expected, he could see the fear etched all over her lovely sweet young face. He wasn't even sure himself where he was going with it all but seeing she was unable to offer any real defence he decided to take things further. 

Desperate to have her completely at his mercy, he went on to explain how he could make sure she got expelled and how that in turn would result in her exams all being marked as "non attendance," in other words....failed! He told her he would have to take her back to college and how her new head and then her parents would be told of his decision to exclude her. 

Thinking he had done enough he instructed her to come with him back to where his car was parked as he was going to be taking her back to college right now. However she had other ideas. She knew once she was alone with him she would be completely at his mercy, and so she refused to go. She said she would make her own way back and face whatever consequences were to come.

The old boy thought he had done enough but clearly he hadn't. He had to think fast, the sight of this incredibly curvaceous 18 year old was sending his blood pressure through the roof. He knew he would never get another chance like this he had to somehow get her under his control. 

Seeing he had no answer to this Alison turned to leave. Unable to allow this to happen he ordered her to stay where she was. His voice must have carried some authority because she stopped dead in her tracks. It was then that she turned to him and said that she didn't trust him and there was no way there was going to be a repeat of what happened before...."I should have reported you," she said.

This sudden act of defiance began to worry the old boy. He knew deep down that blessed with a little more intelligence she probably would have reported him and he would now be in all sorts of trouble. But he couldn't get away from the fact that she was right there, and looking like every depraved fantasy he had ever had, he needed to think of something fast. It was then that he took a gamble.

"Okay have it your way," he said as he turned to walk away. But just before he did he said that if she had come with him she might have been able to convince him not to go through with it. But now she had left him no choice, he would go and report the matter right now and he hoped she was prepared to live with the consequences.

He took no more than a few steps when, just as he began to wonder whether he had blown it, his seemed his prayers might be answered. "Wait!" The busty 18 year old cried, "What do you mean?"

He went on to tell her how she had no idea how much trouble she was in. He said when he was in charge there he had been told what a trouble maker she was and they had asked him to keep an eye on her. He knew that certain female teachers were looking for any reason to have her kicked out, so much so that he had to fill out a report on her constant disobedience. "It was not a good report," he told her, "in fact I think you're on your last chance and this is all it's going to take to give them what they want."

Funnily enough this all seemed to make sense to Alison, she knew she had been pretty troublesome and she always felt that some of the female teachers didn't like her. Whether it was jealousy or not she had no idea, but what he was saying had struck a chord with the ditsy blond. 

What could she do? This was an impossible decision. She knew what was on the dirty old perverts mind and it went without saying that she didn't want the filthy pig anywhere near her. But then the alternative was also unthinkable, she would be in all sorts of trouble and the consequences? Well who knows what they could be!




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 36



As she debated in her mind without realising it she found herself walking with him. Despite trying desperately to think of anything that might get her out of this fix she once again found herself in she knew deep down she was ultimately at his mercy.

Glancing over at the grubby looking old man as he led the way she was already thinking of what she may have to do. She couldn't imagine a dirtier smellier more repulsive person. His thinning grey hair was lank and greasy, his breath was vile (even from this distance), he had a mouth full of rotten teeth, and his clothes were filthy! How could she be even mildly flirtatious with this disgusting old man? Let alone anything else! She couldn't imagine a more repulsive individual, but what could she do? What was the alternative?

Once they got to the car she had one more go at pleading with him to give her one more chance. Old Sidney just ignored her as he opened the car door climbed in and started the engine. Reluctantly Alison opened her door too and with a resignation to her fate she got in. As the car pulled away the dirty old pervert couldn't believe his luck, it was like his dream of dreams coming true. 

He glanced over at the busty blond beauty, she had tears in her eyes as she again explained how much trouble she would be in if she got a fail on her exams. Of course all she was doing was sealing her fate this was exactly what he wanted to hear. He was as sure as he could be that he had got her, now all he had to do was take full advantage of the fact. Of course every time he looked at her he couldn't help also glancing down at the way the seat belt nestled between those lovely big tits, separating them slightly and in doing so showing off the gloriously huge rounded shape of each one. It was a mouth watering sight, and as if that wasn't enough a glance lower treated him to the teasing sight of that little black skirt stretched tightly across her lap. It was so short that again it gave him just the slightest glimpse of her black stocking tops. He was now getting so excited that he had to adjust his pants to make himself more comfortable, something that Alison couldn't help but notice.

As they headed off Sidney, confident he was in control, started the next phase of his hastily thought out plan. He pretended to be annoyed and angry at her for not paying attention to the lessons he had already taught her. When she looked puzzled he explained her dress sense was still too provocative. "I told you what men are like," he barked, "I told you what would happen if you dressed like that!"

Nervously Alison fidgeted in her seat as she tried to pull the hem of her skirt down to cover her now obvious stocking tops. Unfortunately this only served to excite the old codger even more. "You clearly haven't learnt a thing have you?" 

"Um...n...no," she replied sheepishly, "I....I was only dressing like this because I needed a job and I thought....."

"You thought that if it was a male interviewer then looking like that would get you the job!" he barked before she could finish what she was going to say.

"Um, well, I.....I suppose so."

The salivating old pervert was visibly trembling with excitement as he kept glancing down at the shortness of her skirt and phenomenal swell of her bust. His plan was to take her back to his place, but with it being a good 20 to 30 minutes away he didn't know if he could contain the lustful urges boiling up inside him for that long. His cock was as hard as a rock and his head was in a total spin, God he wanted so badly to just touch her. She was just so gorgeous in every way, not only that ridiculously curvaceous body, but the sweetness of her pretty young face and the softness of her lovely blond hair, he was really struggling. 

Then, as they drove through a wooded area Alison suddenly piped up. "C....can we pull over somewhere along here?" 

Sidney was shocked by her request. Did she mean what he thought and hoped she meant? Surely not! Surely there must be some other reason. But he wasn't going to argue, all he could think of was getting his grubby old hands on that voluptuous young body of hers. So he pulled off the road into a secluded spot under the trees. A quick glance in his mirror told him they couldn't be seen from the road and so he switched the engine off, unfastened his seat belt and turned to face her.

All Alison knew was she had to stop him and convince him by whatever means not to take her back to college to face the music......and this was the only way she knew how. She was afraid of what she might have to do as she took a sideways glance at the wretched old man, but whatever it was it would ultimately be better than the risk of exclusion and a fail mark across all her exams. All she could hope for was to get this over as quickly as possible.

"Well?" Sidney asked expectantly as his bulging eyes roamed over her curves. His bottom lip quivered and his tongue circled his gaping mouth as he slowly reached out and placed a bony old hand on her stocking clad thigh. 

The big busted teenager felt sick but did nothing to resist as she also released her seatbelt and turned in her seat to face him. "Perhaps you need to show me again the consequences of the way I look......" she quietly said as she looked down at his creepy old hand.

Her words were like music to his ears. "Oh God yes, you naughty girl," he whispered as he slowly slid his hand along her silky smooth young thigh towards her skirt, "ooh yes, yes, let me show you what all those men will want to do......" 

Alison looked at him and saw foam building in the corners of his rancid old mouth as his trembling fingers worked their way under the hem of her skirt. She could see the state he was in, his excitement was almost off the scale. 

"You really shouldn't wear these," he went on as he pushed her tight black skirt up to reveal her full stocking tops complete with black lace suspenders. "Oh look at you," he muttered as the vision before him caused his now throbbing erection to twitch in his pants, "ooh it's so cruel to tease....."

He couldn't believe what he was seeing as he shifted forward in his seat, she was every dirty fantasy he had ever had all rolled into one. The sight of her thighs clad in sheer black stockings was unbelievable. Couple that with her pretty lace suspenders and short skirt teasingly pushed up just high enough to show her the bare tops of her thighs he knew he was losing control. Unbelievably she did nothing as she allowed his hand to wander all over her lovely nylon coated legs. He couldn't resist pushing her skirt a little higher and amazingly she even raised her ass of the seat slightly to make it easier for him. This one act of compliance was all it took to let the old man know there was going to be no objection from the lovely 18 year old. He pushed his hand down between her thighs and was amazed when she again offered no resistance. He couldn't believe how willing she appeared to be.

The truth was the lovely 18 year old just wanted to throw up, this dirty stinking old pervert made her feel physically sick, but she wanted this done with and she knew this was the only way. 

"Oh baby," he drooled as he saw the black lace triangle of her panties appear. There was nothing he could do to control himself any longer as she let his hand go further until his finger tips touched the silk gusset that covered her pussy. "Oh you naughty naughty girl," he hissed as he pressed his fingers into the warm softness, "ooh yes yes." 

His eyes began to water and his bottom lip quivered and Alison could now see him for the truly vile old pervert he was. As she began having second thoughts he suddenly lunged at her locking his stinking mouth over hers as he tried to kiss her in excited desperation. In an instant she reacted as anyone would, she tried to fight him off. There was a struggle for a few moments before she managed with one mighty shove to push him back in his seat. 

For a few seconds he looked puzzled before telling her that she had made her choice and now she had to learn the consequences of looking the way she does. Before Alison could respond he began to unfasten his belt and in no time at all he had pushed his trousers and underpants down over his knees and they fell to his ankles. "You see!" Sidney said as he sat back in his seat and gestured towards his huge throbbing hard-on. 

The pretty blond looked down to see what can only be described as a very painful looking erection. The head was a deep purple and shone with a coating of slimy fluid, the thick deeply ridged shaft bulged with veins that looked like they could explode at any minute. The whole thing bent back with an agonising stiffness towards his stomach.

The old man took great delight in seeing her pretty blue eyes widen as she seemed to stare at it with a look of total amazement.

"This is all your fault," he said with a creepy tone to his voice as he shuffled a little closer. Again he licked his lips as he asked her to touch it. "Go on it won't bite," he told her as he focused his lusty gaze on the unbelievable vision before him. "My you're a lovely young thing," he whispered as he reached for her wrist and guided her hand towards his lap. This time there was no resistance, just a wide eyes look of uncertainty from the big breasted beauty. Old Sidney was literally drooling at the mouth as he ogled her huge tits thrusting out in stretching that tight sweater. Coupled with the fact that her skirt was still pushed up high enough to give him an unhindered view of her suspenders and pretty lace panties he was now struggling to keep control of himself.

Slowly he moved his head closer to hers and again with no resistance he began to kiss her neck just below the ear. Alison felt repulsed by the filthy old man, the stench of his breath on the side of her face made her feel physically sick. But there was nothing she could do she knew she was completely at his mercy.

Just then old Sidney felt her fingers lightly touch his erection which caused his whole body to suddenly jerk. "Oh God," he sighed as he felt her hand softly wrap itself around the hard gristly old thing. He was already struggling and this made it even harder for him to keep control, he desperately didn't want to cum, not yet. He wanted this to last, there was so much more he wanted to do with her.

Alison was amazed at how hard his cock was it felt like concrete, only hot. She knew the state he was in was all down to her and couldn't help feeling a little smug, and this was only from him looking at her! In a strange way she sort of enjoyed teasing him, seeing how just from looking the way she did the way she could get him in such a state of desperation!

With the old man still slobbering up and down her neck Alison gripped his gnarly old tool a little tighter and instinctively started to mover her hand up and down it. She could feel the way his skin rolled back and forth over the deep ridges of his shaft, she couldn't help being somewhat fascinated by it. Then, all of a sudden Sidney clamped his knees together and said "no, no, no.....ooh careful."

He was obviously so excited that he was right on the verge, and Alison realised at that moment how she could "hurry" things along a bit and make things a whole lot easier for herself.

With the filthy old man moaning and groaning as he went back to kissing and licking all up her neck and over the side of her face Alison knew exactly what to do. She teasingly circled her fingertips around the shiny purple knob causing him to twitch and jerk uncontrollably. She then moved her palm over it causing him to let out a trembling sigh, again she moved her hand down and gripped it firmly.

As she did she felt his creepy old hand worming its way under her sweater and shuddered as she felt it against the bare skin of her stomach. Slowly he moved his hand further up until she felt him fingering the underside of her lace bra, she knew there was going to be no stopping him now. All she could hope for was to get it over with as quickly as possible as the old man brought his hand up and gently cupped her left breast. "Mmmmmmm, oh God," he sighed as he began to squeeze and feel his way all over it, "oh yes, yes, such lovely big tits!" He looked down to see the outline of his hand under her sweater as it roamed around freely groping those massive jugs, he was so excited. Then all of a sudden he felt her grip tighten around his rigid shaft.

"Ooh steady, steady," he gasped. But this time she wasn't listening she had other ideas. With the slimy pre-cum that now coated it Alison's hand slid easily down its length.. "No no!" he cried as her hand picked up speed and she began to pump up and down on the filthy old thing. With a frenzied excitement his body seemed to convulse and jerk violently. In an instant he knew there was no fighting it, he couldn't hold back any longer. Suddenly he thrust his hips up and down in his seat as he fucked her tightly gripping hand. "Uuuugh, uuuugh, oh God, oh fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Suddenly he squeezed her tits as hard as he could, his hand rapidly darting from one to the other over and over as he mauled them all over. At the same time he locked his mouth over hers grunting and groaning like a pig as he kissed her roughly forcing his tongue to the back of her throat. At that moment he let out a muffled cry as he felt a huge surge thundering up through his cock and a thick rope of spunk launched into the air. Still he thrust himself up and down in her hand as his balls spewed their heavy load. His hands were all over her grabbing and groping as he slobbered like a disgusting pig all over her mouth and face. Alison continued to squeeze and pump his throbbing erection in her hand as the old man puffed and wheezed as he struggled to catch his breath. 

"Oh God, oh God," he gasped as he backed away from her face and looked down at that incredible body, "oh yes lovely, so lovely." At the same time Alison also looked down only to see a thick white river of sperm flowing from his cock, running down his deeply ridged shaft and completely covering her hand. She found it disgusting, yet at the same time fascinating. To see the spunk of a dirty old man all over her hand was a truly stomach churning sight, but she couldn't help but feel quite proud in a strange sort of way that it was all down to her.

Still the old man's body jerked and twitched with every movement of her hand as the torrent slowed. "Oh God I needed that," he sighed as he slouched back in his seat, the whole time not taking his eyes off her.

The pretty blond went to release her grip but the old man grabbed her wrist and said, "no wait, not yet....just another minute....."

She did as he asked and kept a hold of it as she continued moving her hand slowly up and down its full length, each time she reached the top the sad old pervert gasped as her thumb glanced across his shiny purple knob. She couldn't believe how much mess there was, and yet he still wasn't finished. As she squeezed and gently massaged it she watched in amazement as the filthy stuff carried on oozing from his gaping pee slit. 

"Ooh you're beautiful," he whispered as she milked him of the final drops. Finally she came to a stop and he allowed her to let go. Her hand was covered in his dirty warm spunk, there was so much of it and as she spread her fingers it strung between them like a filthy gooey spiders web. Unsure what to say or do the pretty 18 year old wiped it as best she could on the edge of her seat. 

Old Sidney on the other hand simply pulled his trousers and underpants back up seemingly without a care for the sticky mess in his lap. Alison was amazed, she didn't think he could be any more disgusting but not even trying to clean himself up before putting his trousers back on was beyond believable. 

With a satisfied look on his ugly smug old face Sidney started the engine and pulled away. All Alison could do was adjust her clothing as she wondered where they were now going. She was almost too afraid to ask, but she had to know, and as she started to speak he interrupted telling her they would have to go back to his place so he could clean himself up.

Funnily enough she was almost relieved she would rather anything than face the unthinkable consequences of a meeting with the headmaster back at college. As long as she could keep that from happening there was a chance she might get away without this revolting old man carrying out his threat to have her excluded, regardless of what she may or may not have to do.

Old Sidney was already growing excited again as they pulled up outside the dingy block of flats where he lived. "Right," he started, "I'm going in, it's up to you what you do, you can either come with me or wait in the car." He knew it was a gamble, but he hoped she would understand his badly veiled "choice" and do what was needed to get herself off the hook. 

Luckily for him she seemed to realise that waiting in the car meant only one thing, next stop, college! He knew he had to play it clever, but couldn't help being mouth wateringly hopeful as to what she might do to save herself.

The dirty old pervert watched in disbelief as the busty blond unfastened her seatbelt and got out. It looked like she understood, or at least he hoped she did. He let her walk on ahead telling her he lived at number 10 which and it was on the first floor. The reason for letting her walk in front was obvious, even to a relatively naive 18 year old like Alison. This meant she would have to walk up the stairs giving him ample opportunity to have a good look at her cheeky ass in that lovely tight skirt, an opportunity that he was obviously going to take full advantage of.

He couldn't believe his luck, on top of everything else she was also blessed with an ass that was just about as sexy as any he had ever seen! With her little black skirt clinging so tightly across it he could again feel his semi erect cock stiffen up even more. The way each beautifully rounded cheek thrust out with every step causing it to stretch even more was just too much, never had he seen an ass that filled him with so much want and desire. It was like a lovely sweet ripe peach ready for plucking, he couldn't help licking his lips as his eyes roamed hungrily over it.

With the tiny split in her skirt again showing a teasing glimpse of stocking top he could feel a throbbing once again in his underpants. God she filled him with such mouth watering lust, a lust that was getting out of control as it boiled up inside him, he had never been more excited in his life.

When they arrived at his front door he hurriedly got his keys out and opened it letting her walk in first. As she did she wasn't in the least bit surprised at the sight she was presented with. It was typically untidy and dirty just as you would expect. Not only that but it had a stale musty smell, much like the smell that came off Sidney himself, only stronger and with no fresh air moving through the place it made her feel quite sick. 

As she turned to the old man he vanished into what she assumed was the bathroom. With the sound of running taps coming from behind the door she figured he was at least finally cleaning up that horrible sticky mess in his pants. She hovered nervously in the hallway unsure what she should do. She turned to see a dusty old full length mirror at one end and couldn't help but check herself out. Adjusting her skirt by giving it a little downward tug to make sure her stocking tops were covered she wondered what the hell she was doing there. Here she was a stunning 18 year old with a body that would get her any man she wanted, she knew how much guys her own age drooled over her big tits and sexy ass, yet here she was in this stinky old flat probably about to let some decrepit old pervert do God knows what to her.

Just then the bathroom door opened and Sidney appeared in just a grubby old blue dressing gown. "I just have to get dressed and then we'll get you to the head masters office," he said. Again he was hoping beyond hope that she would be starting to panic a bit now and becoming more desperate. There was a pause for a moment, then, as he went to walk past her and into his bedroom she spoke. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 36



"No wait, I, erm, I was hoping that you might give me one more chance." She knew deep down what she was saying but she still clung to the vague hope that he still might just take pity on her. She felt disgusted by the stench of his breath as she stood uncomfortably close to him. With one last ditch attempt she looked at him with tears welling in those big baby blue eyes, "please......."

The sex starved old fart was so horny for this huge busted beauty that he didn't know how he was keeping control of himself. Her fresh fragrance filled the air around him, she was so overwhelmingly beautiful. Her sweet young face melted his heart and hardened his dick at the same time. 

Alison could see his bottom lip quivering uncontrollably she knew he was excited, not least because as she glanced down she saw what looked like a tent pole sticking out under his robe. There was an uncomfortable pause as it seemed they were both waiting to see what the other was going to do next. With one last gamble old Sidney again went to walk past her as if heading to his bedroom to get dressed. 

That was it, Alison knew what had to be done. Then, not quite able to believe what she was about to do, the stunning 18 year old stepped into his path threw her arms around him and simply said, "please," as she held her breath and planted her lips on his.

The old man was momentarily stunned as her heaving breasts pressed against his chest and her soft sensual lips smothered his. Within a few seconds of realising what was happening he responded by pushing his rancid old tongue into her mouth groaning as he hungrily kissed her back. At the same time he instinctively put his hands around her waist pulling her tightly to him, neither of them now in any doubt of the state he was in as his erection pressed hard against her. 

"Mmmmm, ooh yes, mmmmm," he moaned as he felt his way down her lower back until at long last he cupped those glorious ass cheeks in his groping old hands. There was nothing Alison could do as she reluctantly allowed him to drag her tight little skirt upwards until she could feel the cool air on her exposed buttocks. Sidney was now out of control as he grabbed and squeezed her panty covered ass, the feel of the delicate lace clinging tightly to those perfectly formed cheeks fuelling his lust. "Oh God yes, yes, yes," he sighed as he kissed and slobbered all over the beautiful 18 year old. His cock was again raging in his pants and his mouth watering as in his he excitedly backed her up against the wall. 

Alison needed to get things under some sort of control. She knew where it was going to lead and she knew there was now no turning back. All she could do was try and get things over again as quickly as possible. She knew that taking his cock in her hand wasn't going to get her anywhere, she had done that once and still here she was. As the old man groped and fondled her she realised that the only way out of this was to really give what she knew he wanted, regardless of how repulsive the thought was.

"Wait, wait," she said as she wrestled to free herself from his groping hands. They were everywhere, it was like trying to fight off an octopus! But soon she managed and as she stepped to one side she uttered the words that neither of them ever expected to hear......"let's go to the bedroom."

Old Sidney didn't need asking twice, the door was just behind him and in an instant he had thrown it open to reveal a bed that had clearly not been made in a very long time. "I knew you wanted it you dirty girl," he said with an irritatingly smug grin on his wrinkled old face.

Alison stepped inside and watched as he arrogantly threw off his dressing gown and clambered onto the bed. He was a disgusting sight, wearing only a pair of grubby old grey socks and with an ailing old body that was so white that it clearly hadn't seen the sun for decades Alison began to wonder whether it was all worth it. He laid himself on the bed as if waiting expectantly for whatever was to come. The first thing Alison noticed was again how hard his cock was, bending back towards his stomach and with thick veins bulging along its deeply ridged length it looked terrifying. His huge balls sat on the bed between his parted legs in their wrinkled hairy old sack. He was such a disgusting sight, this was going to be a huge sacrifice for a gorgeous 18 year old girl relatively inexperienced in these things. 

He lay there with his head propped up on a couple of pillows muttering, "yes, oh yes, yes," to himself as his eyes roamed up and down the full length of her body. The poor girl knew she had to get on with it no matter how much the creepy old pervert repulsed her. Rubbing his stubbly old chin and licking his lips he began to grow impatient as she seemed to stand there frozen to the spot. "Come on, come on," he said as he fidgeted on the bed, "let's see you in your underwear then!" 

His words sent a chill down her spine. Knowing she had no choice the busty young blond reluctantly she reached behind and slowly unzipped her skirt. The old guys eyes bulged as she gently teased it down her thighs, being so tight she had to give a sexy little wiggle as she did. "Oh my," he sighed as it fell to the floor and she stood there before him in her black lace panties and matching suspenders, her legs looked incredible sheathed in those black nylon stockings. 

"Oh you sweet, sweet girl," he whispered as without taking his eyes off her he instinctively took his cock in his hand and began to slowly play with it. This only disgusted Alison even more, but she knew she had to get on with it and so she took the bottom of her tightly ribbed sweater in her hands and in one swift movement peeled it off over her head.

"Oh my God!" Sidney blurted out. He couldn't believe his eyes as her huge bouncing knockers gently rocked themselves to a standstill. He could see properly for the first time just how slender and toned her body was, yet she had these absolutely huge tits. They were beautifully encased in a sexy black lace half-cup bra that seemed to offer them out for the taking. His mind was working overtime, he couldn't believe it, surely this wasn't happening, not to him..... This was a dream come true, a more perfect girl simply could not exist, if he could wish for any one thing then it would be her exactly as she was. She was standing there right in front of him in his bedroom looking even more incredible than any of the hundreds of glamour models in all the magazines he had ever masturbated over. 

Alison could see the look on his face and as he patted his hand on the bed next to him she knew what had to be done. Without a word she walked around to the side of the bed. Now within his reach he placed his hand on the inside of her stocking clad thigh and began to feel his way upwards. "Oh yes baby yes," he sighed as his hand slowly crept higher until he was touching her soft silky gusset. The poor girl felt sick as she felt his probing fingers moving back and forth along her crotch. She looked down to see an expression that could only be described as looking retarded on his ugly old face as he stared spellbound at the delicate tiny lace triangle of her panties. He let out a groan as he gently pressed his fingers into her, the soft black silk sinking slowly into the moist warmth between her pussy lips. "Ooh you naughty girl," he whispered, his excitement was beyond anything he had ever experienced.

It was then that the pretty 18 year old knelt on the edge of the bed and looked down at this disgusting pathetic wretch of a man. Having just kissed him and experienced his rank foul smelling breath she knew above all else she wanted to avoid having to do that again. Just the thought of it made her wretch and she was afraid if she did she could easily throw up. She knew she would have to do something though, and seeing his eyes bulging and his tongue hanging out as he stared at her panties she suddenly had an idea of what he might like.

She held the headboard with one hand to steady herself and after a few moments of slightly awkward positioning she managed to straddle his face, his staring eyes fixed on her crotch the whole time. With her knees now on the pillow either side of his head the busty blond gripped the headboard tightly and grit her teeth as she began to gently lower herself. 

The old man thought he might have a heart attack as her lovely black silk panty crotch inched ever closer to his face. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," he whispered as it touched the tip of his nose. Heaven wasn't enough of a word for it, as he drew her scent into his nostrils he had never in his wildest dreams imagined he would experience anything like this. 

Alison felt sickened by what she was doing, but she knew she had no choice if she was ever going to get him to let her off. It was then that she suddenly gasped for breath as she felt his filthy slimy tongue run along her soft silky crotch right between her legs. He brought his hands up and cupped her cheeky ass squeezing each buttock firmly as he pushed his face into her and began to slobber all over her panties groaning as he did. The poor girl couldn't believe what a filthy old pervert he was as he sucked and chewed on her now moist gusset. All of a sudden she got a shock as she felt him tug it to one side and amidst groans of "yes oh yes, oh God yes," she suddenly felt his tongue forcing its way between the lips of her sweet fresh young pussy. 

"Oh God," she instinctively cried without thinking, her voice trembling as she tried to catch her breath. Old Sidney knew what he was doing, he could taste her juices as they started to flow. He sounded like a pig snorting and grunting as he pressed his face harder between her open legs. "Oh yes you dirty bitch," he groaned as he feasted on this beautiful girls exposed pussy. 

Alison knew she should have been repulsed and disgusted, but she couldn't help but find the whole experience becoming a turn on. Still he licked and slobbered, his tongue reaching as far inside her as it could, this was his holy grail, his utopia and as he ate her pussy he knew his cock was desperate for attention. He could feel it throbbing as it dribbled pre-cum onto his belly, he knew he wasn't going to be able to last very long. 

The naive 18 year old had no idea what was happening to her, why was her body reacting this way? Surely she couldn't be turned on by this repulsive old man! She didn't know what to do and so with all the confusion running through her body she raised herself up before she started to enjoy it all a bit too much.

The old man just lay there licking his lips, his mouth wet with her juices. As she clambered off and positioned herself on her knees beside him she looked down to see him staring at her tits. She knew she couldn't stop things, not now, she still needed to give him what she knew he wanted. So reluctantly she reached behind herself and unhooked her bra. The old man's eyes bulged even more and saliva trickled from his gaping mouth as she allowed the black lace garment to slowly slide down her arms. 

"Oh fuck me!" He whispered, he had never seen a more incredible pair of tits, they were simply spectacular! They didn't so much tumble free as spring free from their lacy restraints. He couldn't wait a moment longer he never wanted anything so much in his life. She sat there a moment before leaning in towards him. He marvelled at the way they thrust out firm and proud before her as they came ever closer. "Oh fuck me!" Sidney again said as unable to wait any longer he grabbed them in his hands and pulled them to his face. Poor Alison nearly tumbled on top of him such was his over-zealous excitement. Instantly he squeezed and fondled her huge knockers all over forcing them into his mouth grunting like a pig as he did. She leaned closer and knowing she had to appear to enjoy it she squashed them to his face rolling them around all over it. The truth was she couldn't help the tingling sensation she was getting as he sucked and chewed on her hardening nipples. Despite the rough treatment he was inflicting on her boobs and the way he was using her she knew it was still preferable to having to kiss him.

Old Sidney feasted on the huge pair making the absolute most of this once in a lifetime opportunity. They were the stuff of fantasy, in all his years he had longed to just once get his hands on a massive pair of jugs, and now here he was and not only were they massive, but so young and incredibly firm. 

Alison felt sickened as she looked down at the top of his crusty balding head as the creepy old pervert slobbered all over her lovely ripe young boobs. As he did she couldn't deny the reaction her body was having to this treatment, despite trying everything to prevent it she couldn't help but begin to feel more and more turned on.

Every now and again the old man would bring his head up and reach for hers moaning as he clearly wanted to kiss her. Prepared to do anything to avoid this she would take hold of her tits and squash them to his face begging him to suck them. "Ooh please, please," she begged, "ooh please suck my big tits, ooh yes you dirty old bugger." It was all a ploy to keep his foul smelling mouth away from hers, and it worked. The old man couldn't believe his ears as she seemed to want it as much as he did. 

After several minutes the poor girl's boobs were becoming sore and tender from such a relentless assault. Along with his sucking and chewing he sunk his bony old fingers in as deeply as he could as he squeezed and mauled them without a care for how she felt.

Alison needed a break and went to pull away, but as she did old Sidney seemed to have other ideas. "Oh, no you don't," he snarled as he gripped her upper arms and with a strength she hadn't yet witnessed he flipped her onto her back. "Don't play games with me," he told her, "I know what you want!"

Alison lay there on her back defenceless as the dirty old man tugged at her panties and pulled them part way down her thighs. Knowing the outcome was now inevitable the lovely blond decided to take over and slide them down her stocking clad legs and off herself. The sweaty old man licked his lips as he picked up the discarded underwear. Without a care for what she thought the old pervert brought the lacy garment up to his face and buried his nose in it before taking a long deep sniff. With a smile that showed off his mouthful of rotten teeth he wormed his revolting tongue around the gusset making moaning noises as he did. 

After a few moments he tossed them over his shoulder and focused his attention back on her. With bulging eyes he lifted her knees and parted them as wide as he could. He moved around on the bed and positioned himself between her feet taking a moment to stare completely dumbstruck at the unbelievable sight that greeted him. 

Laying there on his bed was the most incredible vision of beauty. Now completely naked except for her black lace stockings and suspenders Alison looked like every fantasy he had ever had. With her lovely blond hair spread across the pillow, her huge naked breasts thrusting upwards like two mountain peaks and her opened legs displaying the sweetest thing he had ever seen, (not that he had seen many), he began to move towards her. His eyes bulged as he stared at the glistening pink lips that surrounded her fresh 18 year old pussy, never had he seen a more inviting sight.

"Mmmm look what you do to me," he whispered as he raised himself up on his knees. Gesturing towards his cock he went on, "oh God I'm so fucking hard, look." With that Alison couldn't help glancing down to see his huge hard member straining back towards his stomach with a rigid stiffness that looked almost painful. The shiny purple head looked like it might explode at any minute as clear slimy pre-cum oozed from it and trickled down its deeply ridged length.

"Ooh you're so lovely," he sighed as unable to wait any longer he dropped his head between her widely parted legs. With a long deep groan he pressed his tongue against her pussy and dragged it slowly upwards before locking his lips over her tender nub and sucking it hard. He smiled as he heard her let out a spontaneous moan, he knew what he was doing.

Gradually he wormed his way up her body, licking and kissing her slender toned stomach. As he went further he paused on her breasts as he took a moment to suck on each hardening nipple. Slowly he dragged his vile tongue over her breasts and up to her neck kissing and slobbering into it like a dog. With his hands now either side of her he raised himself up locking his arms straight so he could take a good long look at the beauty beneath him. 

"Oh yes, yes, look at you," he groaned as he brought his painfully hard erection ever closer to the goal between her thighs. "Oh God you lovely thing," he carried on as saliva dribbled from his opened mouth. "Ooooooh yessssss!" He hissed as his swollen purple head nudged against her. This was it this was what he wanted more than anything. His excitement left his whole body trembling as he pushed forwards and her delicate moist lips began to part. "Oh God yes," he sighed as he felt her warm wetness begin to yield to his unwanted invasion. 

Alison could do nothing other than brace herself for what was about to come. She looked up and saw the look of total wide eyed amazement on his old face as he stared down in disbelief at what he was doing. Beads of sweat had broken out all over his head and his hairy old nostrils flared like a mad mans. He never in his wildest dreams thought he would see the day when his dirty old cock finally got to invade a lovely fresh 18 year old pussy.

Again he groaned and his eyes rolled back in his head as his swollen purple helmet slowly parted her tight juicy lips, when all of a sudden they gave way and it slipped inside. Nothing was going to stop him now and poor Alison bit down on her lip as he now drove himself forward forcing his huge hard cock slowly further into her. She was so tight that he had to draw back a little before driving himself further forward. 

"Ooh at last, at last," he sighed as he felt the incredible grip of her lovely sweet cunt enveloping his rigid tool. He couldn't believe it as he watched his huge bent old cock slowly vanishing inch by inch into her beautiful pussy. "Oh fuck yes, yes, yes," the salivating old man went on as he felt her stretching to the absolute limit around his burning erection.

Alison raised her knees and parted her legs even further in an attempt to try and make things easier. It was then that she looked up and saw his crusty old mouth frothing at the edges coming towards hers. There was nothing she could do as with a huge groan he locked his lips over hers and began to kiss her with such a desperate passion. "Mmmmmmmm," he moaned as at long last his cock sank balls deep into her while at the same time his tongue forced its way to the back of her throat. The pretty 18 year old gagged as his vile tasting mouth slobbered all over hers. His excitement was now beyond control as he drew his cock back before ramming it hard into her again. As his balls slammed against her ass she let out a muffled cry, something that didn't go unnoticed by the filthy old pervert. Again he drew his cock back before once more driving it right up into her. 

"Mmmmm, ooh yes, yes," he mumbled without removing his mouth from hers as like a huge bent old piston he slowly picked up speed as he started to drive himself in and out of her. He already knew this wasn't going to take him long, he had never been more excited as the squelching sound of her ever moistening pussy rang like music in his ears. The busty girl grew more and more confused, in her mind she was hating every second, but her body was telling a different story, surely she wasn't starting to enjoy this?! 

Faster and faster he pounded into her, his hands excitedly roaming all over her naked body, the old boy was in heaven. Just then as she began to think she might be sick from the stench of his foul breath he removed his mouth from hers and started to suck on her huge tits. She couldn't deny the affect he was having on her, his cock was so big and hard and whether she liked it or not it felt so good ramming into her now soaking pussy. Old Sidney kept muttering over and over how lovely she was as she hooked her hands behind her knees and drew them up towards her shoulders giving him maximum penetration. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 37



Mandy found the almost constant harassment meant her second job at the Doctors surgery just wasn't worth the effort. She really needed the money but didn't need to be fending off the randy old Doctor almost every day. So when she decided to give her notice to the senior partners stating in no uncertain terms why she wanted to leave, she was a little surprised by their reaction.

It soon became pretty obvious to the busty 20 year old that they were fully aware of the Doctors reputation and seemed to be at great pains to ensure she wasn't going to take her complaint any further. They even went so far as to offer her another position. They had a small hospital about half a mile away that gave ongoing treatment to patients incapable for whatever reason of looking after themselves. They went on to explain that it would be a job much the same as the one she was doing now. The only possible difference would be that she would also have to undertake very minor caring duties, nothing that requires medical training, just simple tasks assisting the nursing staff. 

Mandy thought about it and was about to decline when they suddenly came up with an offer of more money. This was obviously whey she needed a second job and so after reconsidering it for a few minutes she knew she would be stupid to turn it down. The hours were more or less the same, which fitted with her day job, and with the thought of getting her own place still on her mind she decided to give it a go.

She could sense the relief in the room when she accepted and said she would start there the very next evening, as long as they kept the old Doctor away. All agreed and she was given the details of the job, where to go etc, and everyone left happy.

It wasn't a main hospital more a small community affair with capacity for only about 20 patients. As Mandy would be working a later shift this meant she would be there after any visitors had left and so they told her there was no need for a uniform, she could wear whatever she liked. It also gave her time to go home after her day job and get changed before she started.

As she arrived the next evening she had a good feeling about the whole place. The nurses seemed friendly and the only Doctor ever on the evening shift was rarely there, and even if he was he seemed a regular decent guy, not a raving pervert like Dr Smith. 

As they explained what the job entailed Mandy quickly realised that this was going to be even easier than her last position. It involved a little office work but her main role was to really just keep an eye and ear out on the patients and to look in on them from time to time.....easy! 

Everything was going fine for the first few days, in fact she rarely saw anybody at all. She did of course get the odd lingering look from a few of the male patients as she went about her chores, but then that was only to be expected. She kept herself busy much of the time and was looking forward to getting a little more involved in caring for the patients.

On the first day of her second week Mandy arrived at around 6:30 PM as usual. She checked herself in the mirror that hung in the entrance lobby and, as always, liked what she saw. This evening she was wearing a simple pale pink t-shirt that clung beautifully to her huge juicy knockers and a pair of figure hugging black leggings. With a skimpy black thong underneath the leggings vanished deep between her ass cheeks flawlessly showing off the perfectly rounded shape of each one. So with her pretty young face and soft blond hair pulled tightly back into a ponytail she had a fresh young glow about her, a glow that when coupled with her phenomenal curves made her a mouth watering prospect to all who laid eyes on her. 

Quietly in sheepskin lined suede ankle boots she strode along the corridor to the reception area where she spent most of her time. As she took her seat she noticed two nurses preparing to end their shift and breathing a sigh of relief at the prospect of going home. Unable to avoid overhearing them she became intrigued at what they were saying. They were clearly talking about one of the patients, and from what she could gather they were being rather disrespectful about the elderly man in room 7. 

"God I hate going into his room, he just stares at you the whole time, I mean you can't go anywhere near him without....well you know what happening," said the first nurse.

"I know, he gives me the creeps, but I suppose you have to feel sorry for him, it must be hard," said the second as after a moment's pause they both burst out laughing.

"Oh it's hard alright," replied the first, "that's the trouble!"

"Well you could always, you know, help him out," said the second with a smirk. 

"Ew yuk, can you imagine," she replied with a shudder as she acted at being sick. 

"Is it a private joke?" Mandy asked trying to find out what they were talking about.

"Oh nothing for you to worry about," answered the first nurse, "but let's just say," she paused as she looked up and down the voluptuous young blond, "I would stay out of room 7 if I were you, I really don't think the old codger would be able to stand it....." With that the first nurse bid her farewell and left.

Still she couldn't help digging some more she wanted to know what they were talking about. So, unable to resist the urge of a quick gossip the remaining nurse went on to explain. 

It seemed that he was an old man in his 70's who apparently couldn't walk and had no use of his arms. The real problem was all the nurses were of the opinion that despite this he was a dirty old bugger with a one track mind. They said as soon as a female would walk into the room he would be eying them up sometimes making crude comments without a care in the world for what they may think. Along with that he seemed to be constantly aroused with a tent forming in his bed sheet almost every time. To be fair the nurses did understand to a point, after all being unable to move his arms meant he had no way of "relieving" himself and so the frustration must be quite tough for him, even at his age. 

Mandy being a kind and understanding soul went on to ask if he had a wife or somebody that could come in and "help him out." 

"No," the nurse said, "I've never seen him have any visitors, I don't think he's even got any friends." She went on to joke that if Mandy felt so sorry for him then feel free, at that they both burst out laughing and Mandy acted at being sick just like the other nurse had. "Seriously though, I wouldn't go in there, he can't move so you'd be quite safe, but he is rather disgusting and has a way of making you feel rather uncomfortable..." 

"Anyway," said the nurse, "I have to go or I'm going to miss my bus," and with that she too was gone. 

Now all alone Mandy kept thinking over what they had said. She already knew full well the affect she had on men, and seeing that these nurses weren't exactly overly blessed in the looks department she couldn't help wondering what he would make of her. Not that she was big headed or anything but she knew from experience how just about every man she had ever met wanted her so it would be only natural to wonder. 

For the next hour or so the old man in room number 7 kept going through her mind. The gorgeous blond was such a tease and despite everything she had been through she still loved to see the reaction she got from men. Despite everything she had been through still nothing gave her a greater kick than seeing some desperately frustrated old boy driven to the very edge by her teasing ways. Deep down she loved the thought of men lusting after her and knowing they would probably sell their souls for just a quick feel of her firm buxom young body. So, being the insufferable tease that she is she couldn't help thinking what a golden opportunity this might be to indulge in some serious fun. The thought of being in full control over some defenceless dirty old pervert for a change could be the chance to have a little "payback". 

With that thought in mind she went through the files to see what she could find out about this poor old soul. 

It turned out he was in fact 72 years old and apparently had been living rough as a homeless tramp for much of his life up until about 5 years ago. That was when he fell ill and was found apparently motionless in an alley by passers-by. He had suffered a stroke that left him completely paralysed down the left side. After that he was taken into care as he could no longer look after himself. Then, about 6 months ago he had a nasty fall on the stairs leaving him with several broken ribs and a badly broken right arm. This coupled with his previous stroke left him completely bed ridden and virtually incapable of doing anything for himself. Being the age he is together with the severity of his injuries meant recovery was slow and he had spent the last 6 months with his right arm and his right shoulder in plaster with no sign of having it removed any time soon. 

With no next of kin and no contacts in case of an emergency it seemed the nurses were right, he really was all alone in the world. Mandy being the type of person she is couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him, if he had spent the last 5 years partially paralysed and now the last 6 months unable to move his only good arm as well, no wonder he's frustrated. It was obvious from what the nurses said that despite his advanced years he was still capable of getting aroused, some might call him a dirty old man, but either way Mandy knew the fact that he couldn't relieve his frustration must be very difficult for the poor old boy. 

Reading on she found the notes on his psychological state, and they made for an interesting read. Unsurprisingly it seems he often gets depressed feeling life has always dealt him a crappy hand even before he had his stroke. But now with the stroke and his resulting disabled and useless body things were just about as bad as they could be.

As Mandy read on further she got to the Doctors notes and summary of his findings, all very confidential but with curiosity getting the better of her the 20 year old read on. With a quick scan through she found a very interesting section regarding, among other things, his sexual thoughts and attitude towards females. He apparently had a very low opinion of women, basically seeing them as little more than objects that were there for the benefit of men.

As she looked through several transcripts of interviews the psychiatrist had had with him she could see he uses quite derogatory language when talking about them. For example he tells of how he had spent years living rough on the streets deprived of any female company while having to watch all the "cock teasing bitches" and "tarts" in their short skirts and skimpy tops walking by. Reading on she can see he's clearly bitter and twisted by the fact that being a tramp meant that they would look down their noses with disgust at him. He even goes on to say how he was "forced" to pleasure himself constantly to relieve his endless frustration. 

"Mmmm, nice guy," Mandy thought as she began to understand what sort of man he was. No wonder he's having trouble keeping his urges under control, after all this time it must be driving him close to insanity!

As she put down his notes she stood up and walked across to again look at her reflection in the mirror. Admiring her curvaceous young body the teasing little minx couldn't help wondering what he would make of her as she traced her fingertips around the outline of her shirt stretching 34GG's. She smiled knowingly as she flipped herself around to admire her tight shapely ass in her sprayed on leggings, it seemed the devil in her was starting to emerge once again.

The thought of his attitude towards women seemed to only encourage her even more. He was obviously an arrogant sexist pig, and under normal circumstances the sort of person a girl like Mandy should stay away from. But after the experiences the busty blond has had to endure over the past couple of years at the hands of just such men, she rather liked the idea of the boot being on the other foot. So with a wicked smile she wondered whether she could indulge in a bit of "fun".

With curiosity getting the better of her she couldn't resist taking a casual walk passed room 7, just to see what all the fuss was about. With it now being after 9pm it was all very quiet and as she got to the door she peered through the round glass to look inside. There was clearly a bed with somebody in it but beyond that in the dim night lights she couldn't really see anything. 

After a moment's pause she couldn't resist quietly opening the door and stepping inside. All she could hear as she entered was the deep grumbling sound of the old man breathing as he slept. Approaching the bed she could see he had just a thin sheet loosely laid across his body, the hospital was always quite warm so this wasn't unusual. Quietly she stepped up to his bedside and as she did she got the shock of her life when she noticed he had his eyes wide open and was looking straight at her.

"Oh, I, erm, I was just checking that you were erm okay...I...I mean that you were, you know, erm......."

He quickly interrupted her making a sort of deep grunting noise before asking her who she was. 

"M...Mandy," she said, "my names Mandy, I....I'm new here, on....on the late shift...." 

With that the old man grunted at her to put the light on. Sensing she was unsure where the switch was he barked at her, "by the door!" 

As the light flickered on the old man's eyes widened as he focused on this new stranger. Mandy remained facing the wall for a few seconds while she glanced over her shoulder at him. She couldn't believe it, she had only been there a few seconds, they hadn't even spoken yet and already his gaze was fixed on her ass in those skin tight leggings. On first impressions it seemed everything she had heard was right. His eyes widened and the expression on his face changed, he was clearly impressed with what he saw. So, just to see his reaction, she couldn't resist arching her back a little and thrusting those firm round cheeks of hers out just a little more. 

The old man couldn't believe his eyes as they roamed up her strong young thighs and over her incredibly fit ass. The fine black material of her leggings seemed virtually painted on leaving nothing to the imagination. "Mmmm...........bet you could crack walnuts between those," he grumbled as he ogled her firm round buttocks. 

"Pardon!" Mandy said as she turned around to face him. 

"I said......." The old man stopped mid sentence and just stared with his mouth gaping open his breath momentarily taken away by the sight of Mandy's unbelievably big knockers. "Oh my G......" 

He seemed to have lost the power of speech as the gorgeous young blond slowly walked towards him. With each step he just stared in awe at the way her boobs bounced and jiggled in an almost cartoon-like way as if they had a life of their own. Her pink cotton t-shirt was doing an admirable job at containing them despite the fabric being stretched seemingly to the limit. 

Mandy could see that familiar look of awe-struck wonder that she had seen so many times before. With eyes bulging and mouth gaping the pathetic looking old man stared straight at her boobs with seemingly not a care for how blatantly obvious he was being. Laying there he looked as helpless as she knew he was. With his right arm in plaster from his shoulder down to his forearm and his left arm and leg lying lifeless beside him he certainly looked a sorry sight. 

It was clear to the pretty blond why he was so frustrated, looking the way he did it must have been a very long time since he had any female attention. With unshaven scraggy grey stubble covering his chin and neck and a mouth completely void of any teeth the 72 year old wasn't a pretty picture. The only hair on his head was a few sweaty grey strands spread across his pillow growing out from behind his ears. With the room being quite warm the pathetic looking old boy just had a thin sheet covering his frail old body from the chest down. 

As Mandy came closer she couldn't help casting her gaze over the thin sheet. She could clearly see the outline of his aged frame. With a recognisable small lump visible in the area of his privates she could tell he was naked underneath. Another glance at his right arm confirmed what the nurses had said, yeah sure his hand itself wasn't in plaster and seemed able to move freely, but the cast covering his upper arm and shoulder meant it was stuck by his side. 

"Can I get you anything?" The pretty 20 year old asked.

"Water," he said quite rudely without a please or thank you. 

With that she turned on her little suede fur lined booties and went across to the sink. Taking her time she gave her ass a little extra movement as she went giving the old boy plenty to look at. As she reached the sink she took a glass from the side and, bending a little at the waist, she pushed her ass out in those ever tightening leggings as she slowly filled it with water. She knew what she was doing she could almost feel the dirty old tramps eyes burning holes in her firm young cheeks. 

As she turned to face him he again shamelessly stared at her huge gently swaying knockers as she carefully carried the full glass towards him. A glance down at the slowly swelling lump under his sheet told Mandy all she needed to know. 

This was going to be a perfect opportunity for the voluptuous young blond to try out her favourite sport for once in absolute safety. Now standing right before him she offered the glass forward for him to take a sip from. As she did this she leant forward over him a little. At the same time she couldn't resist bringing her upper arms in either side of her huge boobs gently squashing them together as she pretended to be steadying the glass. The look on his face was an absolute picture and as he lifted his head off the pillow to drink from the glass his eyes looked like they might pop out of his skull. She knew what she was doing and comfortable in the knowledge that there was nothing he could do the cock teasing minx allowed him to stare all he wanted.

After a few seconds he moved his mouth away and so she asked if he had had enough. The old boy distracted by her incredible knockers took a few seconds before looking up into her eyes. He was mesmerised by her pretty sweet young face, her eyes shone like diamonds and her mouth.......oh her mouth! It looked so inviting with plump soft lips that seemed to pout with the teasing offer of a kiss. After a moment she took the glass away and straightened herself up, as she did she glanced back down the bed. She almost choked when she saw how the lump under the sheet had suddenly transformed into what can only be described as a tent pole! Pretending not to notice the gorgeous blond turned and took the glass back over to the sink, giving her ass even more of a very deliberate cock teasing sway this time. She was sure she could hear him mumble something but couldn't tell what.

The fact was the old man couldn't quite believe his eyes. He had always lusted after beautiful girls, beautiful girls that were always way beyond his reach, but this one was something else. He even wondered if he was dreaming! 

Unsure what to do next Mandy turned to face him and telling him he had better get to sleep now as she had to go. Still the grubby old man stared at her as if he was in a trance. She watched his eyes trail down her curvaceous body lingering on her bountiful young breasts before continuing downward finally stopping at her crotch. She watched in amazement as he blatantly licked around his lips a couple of times before mumbling, "ooh yes...." 

Unsure what to do she simply turned and said a cheery goodbye to the poor old fella and left the room leaving him in something of a state. As she went back to her desk she paused to look at herself in one the full length mirror that stood in the corridor, it was then she realised what had caught his attention. Her black leggings were so skin tight that she had a very obvious camel toe, the crease of her pussy was clear to see through the fine material. She couldn't help smiling to herself as she thought of what she must have done to him knowing he was an ogling old pervert anyway. Even so she still couldn't believe how quickly he had got excited, and just how hard he a got for a man of his age. She now knew what the nurses meant, and she understood why they weren't keen to go into the room. He may have been harmless but it was clear what he was thinking and being such a very old and decrepit man it was understandable how they would be disgusted. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 37



For the poor old boy however it was going to be a long night. He had a hard-on that was as always going to be left so in need of attention, attention that it would never get. But no matter how cruel it was he knew his one plastered arm and his other useless arm meant there was as always nothing he could do about it. The image of that gorgeous young blond with her simply astounding body was going to be going round in his mind all night. This was a time more than any other when he really needed to take his old cock in his hand and release his endless frustration. 

A few hours later Mandy took a stroll down the corridor one more time before going home. As she approached the old man's room she noticed she must have left his light on. Quietly she opened the door and reached in for the switch. As she did she glanced over to the bed and saw the old man lying there with his eyes closed and his toothless old mouth hanging open. Then just as she went to flick off the light switch she noticed something.....................unbelievably that tent pole was still sticking up under his sheet. Admittedly it had gone down a little, but it was definitely still there! "You poor poor thing," she thought to herself...............while at the same time grinning all over her face.

That night Mandy couldn't stop thinking about the poor frustrated old man. As she did she found herself getting something of a kick out of what she had done to him.......especially as she hadn't really done very much to get him in such a state. The more she thought the more she saw an opportunity for some real fun, and maybe just a little vengeance for all the times she had been subjected to the demands of other such dirty old men.

The following evening came and she again set off for her evening job, only this time she went a little more prepared to indulge her favourite pastime. She decided to wear her favourite pale blue skirt, the tantalisingly short one that had had such an affect in the past. The one that fitted nice and snug around her bum and hips but had a fluidity that gave it that teasing sway as she walked. With it she decided to wear one of those short white t-shirts that hung from her massive boobs leaving her trim nicely tanned tummy exposed. To finish the look off she decided, after some debate with herself, not to wear a bra, instead allowing her big firm knockers to move freely under the flimsy cotton.

When she arrived she wore a cardigan so as to not raise any ones suspicions. But as soon as she was alone it came off and the gorgeous busty creature checked herself in the mirror before heading off for room 7. Feeling rather smug about herself, Mandy opened the door and strode confidently in asking the old boy how he was this evening. 

To say the old man was taken by surprise would be an understatement, all he could do was stare in complete awe at the incredible vision that appeared as if from nowhere before him. "Uh, uh what, uh....." he stammered as his ever widening eyes focused on the sight of this gorgeous girl once again. 

"Is there anything you need?" Mandy asked before he could get out whatever he was trying to say. 

"Oh my God," whispered the toothless old fart as his brain took a moment to register what his eyes were seeing. He had never seen anything like it, the sight of her massive tits draped in what appeared to be the flimsiest piece of white cotton, her exposed slender tanned stomach, and the tiny skirt flowing from her shapely hips barely covering her ass. To say he was stunned didn't come close, he was completely blown away.

Mandy just looked at that all too familiar expression on his gaunt old face, "I said is there anything you need?"

The old man snapped back to reality and managed an answer despite being somewhat distracted. "Need? Oh! Oh yes, yes....erm, water, a drink of water...." 

His lust fuelled eyes devoured her phenomenal curves as he watched her turn and head back across the room to the sink. Her tantalisingly short skirt swaying with the movement of her incredible ass, the smoothness of her exposed thighs so mouth wateringly firm and tanned had his mind struggling to comprehend such beauty. Instantly the stale contents of his old balls began to stir and his cock once again began to rise uncontrollably. Never in his life had seen such a cock hardening creature.

Mandy knew exactly what she was doing as she bent at the sink to fill the glass from the tap. "Oh God," she heard the old man groan as she looked in the mirror above the sink and gave herself a wicked smile. Unable to resist the urge to tease the old fart she bent a little further. Glancing to the left of her reflection she could see the old man, the expression on his face was a picture. Pretending to be rinsing the glass out she bent even further, as she did she felt her skirt rise up to where she knew she had to be partly showing her panties. Again she looked at the old man's reflection, she couldn't believe it, his mouth was literally hanging open and his eyes were out on stalks. 

Slowly she straightened herself up as she turned with the now full glass to face him. Still his facial expression was the same and so she asked him if he was alright. He seemed to have lost the power of speech and instead made a strange sort of groaning noise as his eyes drew themselves up from her skirt to her balloon sized knockers. Mandy could see what she was doing to him but continued with her "innocent" little girl act as she leant forward and placed the glass on his bedside table.

Gently she placed her hand on the back of his in a caring manner. "Are you sure you're alright?" She again asked, "would you like a sip of your water?"

This time he didn't speak, he just stared in complete awe at the way her huge firm breasts seemed to take on a life of their own under her flimsy cotton t-shirt. With every movement she made the hefty pair freely moved completely unhindered by any underwear. He gulped heavily as his mouth filled with saliva and his old tool grew more and more rigid. 

Mandy then perched one cheek of her ass on the edge of the bed and took his hand in hers. She got something of a surprise when she felt his fingers close around hers. He may not have been able to move his plastered arm but his hand was clearly still working. She didn't panic, his grip was so weak that she knew she could easily pull away at any time.

He lifted his head slightly off the pillow to get a better look at her. Mandy could see what was going through his mind as his eyes slowly wandered up from her chest to her face. She wasn't sure if he was aware of what he was doing or not but as he looked at her mouth he licked his lips in a rather creepy manner. She knew how cruel she was being and she had to admit she really was enjoying it. 

"Ooh you're sweating," she suddenly exclaimed as she saw beads of sweat running down his forehead. "Let me see, there must be a cloth here somewhere." It was then that she noticed a small hand towel on the bedside table on the other side of the bed. Releasing his hand she got to her feet and walked around the bed to fetch it. All the way she could feel his eyes burning into her, undressing her as she went. As she picked it up she gave him the sweetest loveliest smile before walking back round the bed and taking a seat back in the same place. 

The old man could not believe it, what a body! Those tits thrusting out before her gently jiggling and swaying under her top, and the teasing way her ass jutted out behind her under that sexy little blue skirt, he had never seen anything like it! Obviously he was fully aware of his huge erection and the fact that it was forming a very noticeable tent in his bed sheet. But more importantly he was sure he saw her glance down at it, something that only excited the old pervert even more. 

Mandy took the towel and reached forward to dab his fevered brow. She could tell he was enjoying the attention of a pretty young girl, an attention that for once she was in full control of. She made small talk as she gently wiped his head and face in such a caring way. As she gently moved the towel down his neck and onto his upper chest she clearly heard the old man groan. His eyes were still fixed on her big bountiful boobs......until she crossed her legs and caused her skirt to ride up even higher. Suddenly his attention was drawn to the very generous portion of silky smooth firm young thigh she was displaying, God she was gorgeous.

Then, as she moved the sheet down exposing more of his frail old torso Mandy decided to up the game a little. She looked down beside her at the tent he was making in the bed sheet as if it was the first time she had noticed it. "Hey," she said as she rose to her feet and stepped away from the bed. "What the....!"

Looking back at him she could see his eyes blatantly devouring her voluptuous curves. "That's your fault my lovely.....what do you expect looking like that?" 

"Oh I um," she said pretending to be all overcome and flustered, "I, um, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to, um, you know.....I'm sorry!" 

He knew he had to seize the moment, this was a rare chance that he knew he couldn't let pass as he saw her staring wide eyed at it, "ooh go on beautiful," he said with a bravery brought on by desperation, "do an old man a favour." 

She was genuinely taken aback by just how forward he was, but decided to continue her naive yet slightly flirtatious act. "Hey you," she said, "that's enough of that." As she spoke she noticed the towel had fallen to the floor just behind her. Seeing an opportunity to continue her little game she turned her back to him and bent over to pick it up. Knowing exactly what she was doing she kept her legs locked straight and bent at the waist as she reached down to the floor. 

The old man just stared in complete awe not really able to quite believe what he was seeing. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest and the blood surging through his veins as he watched her skirt ride up higher and higher as she stooped down. "Ooh fuck me yes, oh God yes," he groaned as it rose higher exposing the unmistakable thin white strip of her panties between her legs. He was so unbelievably close that he could easily make out the fine white lace detail pressing into the folds of her lovely sweet young pussy. "Uuuugh, y....yes oh yes," he again sighed as dribble now ran from his gaping mouth down his chin. 

"Hey!" Mandy exclaimed rather indignantly as she straightened up quickly smoothing her skirt down over her ass as if she hadn't realised what she was doing. She could see the pain of frustration etched all over his tired old face, not to mention the now huge and constantly twitching rod under his bed sheet. 

"Oh God please love," the toothless old fart pleaded, "you can see the state I'm in......"

"What! You mean....... No I won't! You dirty old bugger!" 

He sensed an almost playful tone to her voice as if she almost didn't fully mean what she was saying which only encouraged him even more.

"Ooh go on baby, please!"

"Now that's enough of that!" Mandy told him as she folded the towel. She did however have one more trick up her sleeve. Rather than walk around the bed to put it back where it came from she decided to reach across from where she was. She rested her elbow on the headboard directly above his head and leant across the old boy before carefully tossing it back onto the bedside table. Again she knew exactly what she was doing as she looked down to see him moving his head to one side to try and get a look up under the overhang of her t-shirt. 

"God he is such a dirty old pervert," she thought to herself, yet despite this still decided to drag the moment out a little. She pretended to have pulled her back while leaning across him and reached around with her free hand and placed it in the small of her back. "Ooh," she sighed as she arched her back inwards.

The old man couldn't believe his luck! "Uuuuuh, uuuuh oh God!" Was all he could muster as his eyes widened in total disbelief at the view he was presented with. He had moved his head close to her bare stomach so he could see straight up under her t-shirt. His cock was straining, crying out for relief as he found himself catching a glimpse of her exposed jugs. As if that wasn't enough as she reached behind to place her hand on her back her chest thrust out further causing the bottom of her t-shirt to hang even further away from her stomach. "Uuuuuh ooooh yes, yes, yes," the toothless old fart groaned as she began to rub her back and he suddenly found himself with an unobstructed view of the full underside of her gently swaying knockers. "Oh God please, please," he whispered with tears welling in his eyes.

Mandy took her time proudly allowing the old boy a good long look at her magnificent firm young 34GGs. The look on his face was a picture, not only that but the disappointment as she straightened up and stepped away was equally as satisfying. She knew she had done enough for now, particularly as she noticed the tiny wet spot that had appeared on the sheet at the tip of his cock. Her merciless teasing had the result she was hoping for. She took one last look at him lying there before turning on her heels to leave the room.

"No! P....please," she could hear him plea as she gave her ass a little more sway than usual walking out through the door. She giggled to herself as she went back to her desk knowing the state she had left the raving old pervert in. 

Again the poor old boy was in for a long night of lying there trying to fall asleep with a screaming erection that refused to die. He could feel the sticky seepage of pre-cum oozing from his pee slit. This hot busty young girl had left him literally aching to shoot his load, but there was nothing he could do, he had to just wait it out.

As he lay there trying to fall asleep all he could do was imagine how it would be to get his hands on that lusty young body of hers, the thought of squeezing those huge knockers and groping that fit firm ass was doing nothing to calm his desperate state. He couldn't remember the last time he had been in such close proximity to a hot young girl, and he was pretty much certain that the only time he had ever been close to a girl as hot as her was drooling over pictures in magazines! 

Over the next few nights Mandy found there were other members of staff floating around which meant she wasn't able to indulge in her little game. She did however manage to pop in on the old boy a few times just as a cruel reminder of what he could never have. She couldn't help again checking his notes and was somewhat surprised to find they had been updated in just the last few days. It seemed his sexual urges were at a very heightened state! "Can't think why," Mandy whispered to herself with a naughty smile across her pretty young face as she read on. He was also becoming increasingly agitated, probably as a result of his constant frustration. It was even suggested by one of the Doctors that there were very real medical grounds for relieving his state of frustration. Mandy couldn't believe what she was reading. The Doctor was advocating the use of masturbation as a way of averting the possibility of some very real detrimental effects to his health.

She now knew for sure her game was having the desired effect and despite the apparent suffering she was causing him she couldn't help looking forward to teasing and tormenting the dirty old pervert some more. She was of course a very kind hearted and thoughtful soul and really wouldn't want to see anyone suffer, but she knew deep down that despite everything this old man was really having the time of his life.

It had been a week since her first teasing encounter and as Mandy arrived at work she again saw the same two nurses talking as before. Pretending not to be taking much notice she overheard them again moaning about the old man in number 7. "He's worse than ever," said one. "I know," said the other. "I'm dammed if I'm going to do what that Doctor said we're not paid enough for that!" 

Mandy soon figured they were talking about the suggestion that he should be relieved on "medical" grounds and guessed that they might have been asked to perform the dreaded task. Clearly they had no intention of doing so as one went on to say how it was a good thing his plaster was coming off tomorrow as he would then hopefully be able to take care of himself. The other then burst her bubble somewhat by telling her that his shoulder will still be pinned and so he probably still wouldn't be able to reach.....but they should maybe be aware that his hand may be more prone to wandering.

As they left still going on about the whole situation Mandy realised that if he could reach his private parts then her game wouldn't be as much fun. She decided maybe she should step it up a gear while she still could.

By now she again had the place pretty much to herself. This time she had come straight from her day job at the estate agency. As luck would have it she was wearing her shortest and tightest red skirt with matching red heels and her favourite champagne coloured stockings. As she slipped her red blazer from her shoulders and placed it on the back of her chair she couldn't help smiling as she looked down at the way her pure white blouse stretched tightly across her incredible bust. With it gaping between the straining buttons this was a good look for the beautiful 20 year old to indulge in her favourite pastime.

She waited 20 minutes or so just to make sure she had the place virtually to herself before heading off down the corridor to room 7. This time her heels clicked on the floor and as she approached the old man's room she paused a second to straighten her tight little skirt before going in.

The toothless old pervert must have heard her coming because as she entered the room he was looking straight at her. "Oh my....." he whispered as he stared at her with his slack jaw hanging open. He couldn't believe his eyes she looked absolutely out of this world! He drank in the vision of beauty before him, like everyone he had a real thing for the whole sexy secretary look! His eyes roamed from her sweet young face down over her crisp white blouse straining tightly as it tried to contain her huge tits. He could see the gaping buttons promising a glimpse of the treasures concealed within. As if that wasn't enough to get the old boy going he audibly gasped when he laid eyes on her skirt. "Oh yes, oh God yes yes," he whispered to himself as he saw just how teasingly short it was, so short in fact that he could see the edge of her stocking tops peeking out under the hem. This was an ultimate fantasy for the old boy, he didn't think girls like her really wore stockings anymore, but there was no doubting it. It stretched so tightly around her incredibly curvaceous hips that he could see the outline of her suspenders. Already he could feel his cock rapidly harden as his eyes slowly wandered down the full length of her nylon clad legs to her red patent heels.

Saliva pooled in his bottom lip and began to spill down his chin as the gorgeous blond slowly walked towards him. Mandy thought just how revolting the 70 plus year old man looked, but in spite of this she still couldn't resist the urge to have her fun. 

"How are you feeling today?" She asked.

Unable to help himself all he could say was, "oh fuck me!" 

He watched her as she perched her cheeky young ass on the edge of his bed once again and took his one good hand in hers. She went on to apologise for not having been in to see him much over the past few days and that she hoped he was okay. She could see his widening eyes staring at her straining blouse, it was clear he wasn't listening to a word she was saying. As she spoke she crossed her legs which caused her skirt to rise even higher giving him a glimpse of pretty lacy stocking top. Then, as if unaware of what she was doing, she placed his hand down on top of her leg just above the knee. The old man audibly gasped as he looked down at his hand resting inches from the hem of her sexy little skirt. Of course Mandy knew exactly what she was doing as she gently rubbed the back of his hand while still chattering mundanely about the weather and such.




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 37



The dirty old pervert couldn't believe it as he slowly spread his hand until his palm rested squarely on top of her firm young thigh. His bottom lip quivered as he felt the silky smooth nylon that coated it. Distracted momentarily by the gentle swaying of her restrained knockers as she made herself comfortable, the old pervert could feel his cock was already as stiff as a board. 

He couldn't resist spreading his fingers over her thigh revelling in the sensuous feel as they inched their way towards her skirt. Still she didn't react as he fingered the hem lifting it with one finger trying to see what she was hiding underneath. Just as he caught sight of a white lace suspender strap Mandy lifted his hand off and clasped it between hers rubbing it as someone does for someone when they're cold. 

"Would you like a drink or anything?" The beautiful young blond asked him.

Realising this was another opportunity to have a good look at her curves the old man said he would. Of course he wasn't thirsty but watching her ass trying to fight its way out of that tight red skirt as she went across to the sink was definitely worth it. Again she bent over to fill the glass and as she did her skirt was so short that he was treated to a flash of her stocking tops! Tears welled in his eyes as he drank in the spectacle before him. God he would have given everything he had to be able to go up behind her push that skirt up and bury his raging erection deep inside her lovely fresh young cunt! Just the thought of it had pre-cum once again seeping into the bed sheet, something that didn't go unnoticed by Mandy as she came and sat herself back down on the edge of his bed.

With the glass in one hand she again took his hand and rested it on her lap just above the knee. The old man again took a long admiring look at her huge young tits trying to bust their way out of her struggling blouse. It was all he could do to stop the saliva that kept filling his smelly old mouth from spilling over and running down his chin. Then, all of a sudden something amazing happened!

Mandy leaned forward to place the glass against the old boy's lips for him to take a drink and as she did her left tit came to rest against the back of his hand. Instantly she could feel his fingers moving as she pressed her bountiful young boob against his squirming hand. Knowing full well what she was doing she paused a few moments before taking the glass away from his mouth and straightening up out of his reach.

"More, more," he asked with his bulging eyes fixed on her straining blouse. 

Mandy carried on the act as she again leaned forward to place the glass against his lips. She pretended not to notice as again her huge breast squashed itself against his hand.

The water spilt down his chin as he hungrily slurped at the glass, his concentration was obviously elsewhere. The reality was he had never known anything like it as he felt the warmth and weight of her massive young boob resting on his hand. He couldn't resist moving his fingers in an attempt to feel as much of it as he possibly could. He could feel the lace design of her bra through her blouse as he spread his fingers out and pressed them upwards into it. God it was so incredibly firm, almost solid.......and still she didn't react! With a hurried desperation he manoeuvred his fingers so he somehow managed to slip his thumb between her gaping buttons and unbelievably he found himself touching the smooth tight skin of her breast.

"Uuuuuh, uuuuuh" he groaned as he pressed his thumb between her tits and it sank into the warm depths of her cleavage.

"Hey you!" Mandy said as she felt his grubby old hand squeeze her firm young boob. "Stop that you dirty old bugger!" Surprisingly she didn't seem angry as she took the glass from his mouth and again straightened herself up. In fact she spoke in what sounded to him like an almost playful teasing way.

The old man was so overcome with excitement that as soon as her breast was beyond his reach his fingers began to crawl their way up her lap and under her skirt. "Oh yes, yes oh fuck yes," he sighed as his grubby bony old fingers felt their way underneath the tight red material and over her pretty lace stocking tops.

Mandy again said "hey!" as she took his wrist and leapt to her feet. "God you are unbelievable!" 

"Oh please, oh God please," he begged as she stood there with her hands on her hips looking at him as if trying to at least appear annoyed.

"Oh not again," she said as she looked down at the pole again forming a tent in his sheet. "Oh my goodness," she went on as she spotted the wet patch that had once again formed at the tip, "what have you done?" 

The crafty old man smiled as she stood directly over it and told him she would have to change the sheet. He couldn't believe what was happening, the nurses wouldn't come near him they left any close contact stuff for the male porters to do. But here was this incredibly sexy young thing now dragging the flimsy bed sheet off him, the only thing that covered his naked old body. The feel of the soft cotton raking over the unbearably sensitive tip of his erection was excruciating and yet wonderful at the same time. 

As she gathered the sheet up she stood for a moment somewhat dumfounded, rather surprised at what she had revealed. His cock wasn't only just about as hard as any she's ever seen, but it was also thick, very thick, easily as thick as her wrist! Not only that but it was a fair length too, not the longest she had seen, but a good 6 or 7 inches hard. With deep blue veins bulging up and down the gnarly old thing, and what looked like a generous coating of slime all over its swollen purple tip she had to admit she was rather impressed.

Encouraged by the impressive hardness and surprising girth of his 70 plus year old tool the busty young blond folded the sheet and placed it on the bed leaving him fully exposed and naked.

The old man smiled as he saw her staring wide eyed at it. He couldn't resist flexing himself and causing it to bob up and down. "Ooh go on," he goaded her, "touch it.......please."

"N....no I can't.......I'd get in all sorts of trouble," she protested. "Let me just wipe this mess up for you though," she said referring to the tiny pool of pre-cum on his stomach directly beneath his painful looking bell-end. 

With that Mandy grabbed a small hand towel from the side and proceeded to dab his stomach mopping up the sticky slimy fluid, all the time taking great care not to touch his cock. Again he pleaded with her to touch it, but still she said no reminding him how she could get into trouble.

"Anyway," she went on as if suddenly remembering the way she was supposed to react, "stop being such a dirty old sod. I know you can't help it, I mean I suppose I do have this effect......" She paused as she looked coyly at him, "but that doesn't mean you can act like some sort of dirty old pervert!" 

"Oh but I am a dirty old pervert," he replied smiling at her with a mouth void of any teeth, "and I don't care who knows it." He was getting braver by the second spurred on by the sight of her voluptuous curves in her tightly fitted clothing.

Determined to tease him even more she decided it was time to ratchet things up a bit. The sweet busty blond could see the pained expression on his face, not to mention the almost skin splitting hardness of his stinking old cock. She told him she could see he was clearly suffering, and even went on to say how she wished there was something she could do. As she spoke she traced her tongue around the inside of her succulent lips as she eyed the dirty old thing up. Not surprisingly she was succeeding in teasing him even more, sending him into a state of desperation beyond any other. 

"Oh there's always something you can do...." 

"Mmmm, I don't think so," she calmly replied, "what sort of girl do you think I am?"

Oh God, please, please," he again begged as he undressed her with his wandering eyes. "Oh you got such lovely big tits," he suddenly blurted out from nowhere. 

"Hey you!" Mandy replied, "don't be so cheeky....." She couldn't believe she was playing along. After all, his frail skeletal frame, ugly unshaven old face and filthy toothless old mouth didn't make for a very attractive sight. But she had to admit she enjoyed her little game and couldn't resist pushing him even further.

Again she sat on the bed, this time just out of reach of his plastered up arm. She crossed one leg over the other giving him a clear view of virtually the full length of her thigh including a glimpse of the naked skin above her lace stocking top. Without a care she placed her hand on the very top of his leg right beside his ever tightening balls and lightly stroked his skin with her delicate finger tips as if oblivious to what she was doing. "Oh isn't it warm in here," she began to say, "phew, it's warm......"

At that the gummy old pervert just stared with his jaw hanging open as she casually began to release the top buttons of her blouse. With a deft flick of each one her blouse sprang open a little more as her massive jugs made their bid for freedom. He groaned and saliva ran down his chin while he watched as with the release of each one more and more of her incredible cleavage came into view. When she got to the button directly between her tits she paused and seemed to think for a moment before deciding to stop there.

"Oh you poor thing," she said as her attention was back on his predicament, "try not to get yourself in such a state." She seemed genuinely sympathetic as she reached forward to wipe his face with the small towel. Yet even in carrying out this supposed act of kindness she only succeeded in torturing him even more. Her swollen cleavage bulged forward and the old man just stared at it like a dumbstruck imbecile. He could see the delicate white lace trim of her bra peeking out from the edge of her opened blouse. The flawless perfection of her taut golden skin was truly mouth-watering. 

Mandy again knew exactly what she was doing pretending not to notice his staring eyes as continued to dab his sweltering forehead. After a few more cock teasing seconds she sat upright and again looked down at his erection. It was now throbbing, the bulbous purple helmet constantly weeping clear fluid that trickled like an endless stream down it. Once again she folded the towel and in a repeat of what she did the other day got up and reached across the frail old boy to put it back on the far bedside table.

He just lay there staring in wide eyed disbelief as her beautiful huge knockers hovered just above his face. He had never been more excited, he so wished he could relieve his frustration, he would have given anything to get his hands on those glorious big fuckers!

Mandy again prolonged the tease by a few seconds knowing full well her boobs were just inches from his face she could even feel his breath on them. Then as she went to straighten herself back up all of a sudden the old man seemed to break down.

"P...please....oh God please, please, please...." He pleaded as he appeared to actually cry. "Please help me, please....." 

With that Mandy stepped away from the bed and again told him there was nothing she could do, she wasn't that kind of girl and besides it wasn't allowed. 

All the old codger could do was watch her sexy fit young ass as she got another sheet from the cupboard. He didn't know how much more he could stand. Then just as he was going to once again make a desperate plea to this busty young blond there came the sound of footsteps out in the corridor. Instantly and in something of a panic Mandy threw a clean sheet over his naked body before hurriedly buttoning her blouse up and straightened her clothing. As she turned to leave the door opened and in walked one of the nurses, an older woman with a rather matronly appearance.

"What's going on here?" She asked noticing the young girls flustered appearance.

"Erm..n....nothing," Mandy replied looking as guilty as hell.

The nurse looked at the old man in the bed and instantly noticed his very obviously excited state. She looked suspiciously at the pretty young blond, "really," she said with a tone of disbelief. "Why is this poor old man not asleep?"

"I, erm, I don't know," Mandy nervously replied. "I, erm, I had better get back to my desk..." With that she hurried by the frumpy old nurse and left the room. 

Back at her desk she waited nervously for the old nurse, but after several minutes she still hadn't left the old man in room 7. Then after a good ten minutes she came up the corridor to where Mandy was patiently waiting and stood the other side of the desk looking down her nose at her. 

"I don't know what you were doing in there, and I don't really want to, but I'll have you know we've been having an awful lot of trouble with that old man and I hope you haven't been doing anything to make the situation, shall we say, worse."

Mandy didn't know what to say. Not only was she afraid that she would be in all sorts of trouble, but she also felt extremely embarrassed, she couldn't help thinking how weird everyone would think her if what she had been doing came out. The pretty young blond just bowed her head and looked at the floor without saying a word. The nurse went on to say how the old man's crude and lecherous behaviour had been a nightmare for the female staff to deal with, and people were starting to wonder why it had got worse in the last week or so. 

Mandy knew what she was getting at and became even more worried when she said they would be speaking to the old man when he was properly awake to get to the bottom of what was going on. Then the nurse told her to get herself off home, which came as a huge relief to the frightened girl. So, without so much as a word, she gathered her things and left.

That night Mandy lay awake thinking over what the nurse had said. She was genuinely worried that her little game might have backfired on her. She reasoned with herself that she hadn't really done anything wrong and besides nobody saw anything anyway. But either way there was nothing she could do about it, she was sure they wouldn't believe anything the old man might say anyway, after all it would be her word against his. 

The following evening the gorgeous 20 year old arrived at her usual time and took up position at her desk. Luckily she hadn't seen the matronly nurse from the previous evening, which was just as well considering what she was wearing. She had again dressed to impress this time choosing to wear a powder pink fine cashmere button front cardigan with a deep V neck which displayed an ample amount of cleavage. With only three buttons holding it together it was fairly clear to see that underneath she wore nothing but a fine white lace half cup bra. The cardigan stretched tightly across her chest perfectly displaying the awesome size of her firm round tits, their impressive gravity defying quality causing it to ride up a little showing a cheeky glimpse of her slender toned belly. Below she wore a short white cheerleader type skirt, the kind that was pleated all around and had an almost fluid like movement when she walked. With frilly white ankle socks and white pumps he looked hot, and of course she knew it. 

To make sure the coast was this time clear Mandy waited a good hour or so before heading off down to room 7. She had to admit she was a bit anxious after the previous evenings events, but as all seemed calm she figured that was probably the end of it. As she approached it she was confident there was nobody else around and so the busty young blond pushed the door open and wandered in. 

"Took your time," the old man said quite arrogantly as if he had been kept waiting. Her instant reaction was to think, how dare he make the assumption she would come at all. She paused and looked at him for a moment. Thinking there was something different about him she suddenly remembered what the nurses had said at the start of her shift last night. His plaster cast had been removed from his right arm and shoulder. Unfortunately for him it had been replaced with a bandage that was tightly wrapped around his chest and upper arm keeping it in place. "They just need to make sure the pins have set right," he grumbled seeing her looking at his virtually useless limb. 

Mandy felt rather smug as she could see that he now had movement in his elbow and could easily raise his forearm up and down, but unfortunately the way it was strapped and pinned up meant he still couldn't reach across to his sadly neglected private parts. She could see the look of annoyance in his face, she felt sure he must have been hoping to finally be able to relieve himself after all this time. All this did was encourage her, if it were needed, to wind the dirty old creep up even more.

With what had happened the previous evening put to the back of her mind she decided to continue her merciless campaign of teasing. She could see him looking her over, she had pulled her lovely blond hair back into a pony tail to add to the overall cheerleader look, and with one look at his bed sheet she knew straight away it was having the desired effect.

She started by making small talk about the weather and such before telling him she thought she might have lost something when she was there the previous night. One look told her the filthy old pervert wasn't paying any attention to what she was saying, instead his eyes just fixed on her body darting between her little cheerleader type skirt and the straining buttons on her soft pink cardigan. 

"An earring," she said, "I'm sure one of my earrings must have fallen out last night. Have you seen it?" Of course it was all lies she never really wore much jewellery, especially earrings.

With a zombie like stare he just shook his head, his eyes watering from where they were bulging so much. Mandy again glanced at the huge pole that had once again formed in his bed sheet, amazingly it was already wet at the tip, her outfit was clearly doing the trick. "I'm sure it must be here somewhere," she went on as she began to pretend to search for the missing piece of jewellery.

The old boy just watched as every time she moved her teasing little skirt swayed offered the possibility of a glimpse of her beautifully cheeky ass. She looked out just incredible, already he could feel his erection throbbing at the very sight of her. Every inch of the fine powder pink cardigan clung tightly to her body leaving no aspect of the size and shape of her tits to the imagination. They thrust out before her like two lovely round melons, the flimsy cashmere garment being forced to stretch more than it should to accommodate them. 

"Oh I wonder where it is," Mandy whispered to herself as she looked at the little cupboard under the sink. "Ooh! Maybe if it went under there," she said in a slightly louder and more obvious tone. The cupboard stood on legs and had a gap of about 8 or 9 inches underneath it, an obvious place for a missing earring to find itself.

First she squatted down to try and peek under. With her back to him the old man watched the unfolding events intently. For a few seconds she remained where she was, crouching down on her feet with her knees tightly together. Her short pleated skirt draped over her ass hanging straight down with the hem just above her heels. Already he was imagining the view at ground level from the front, a view he couldn't see but knew was there. Then all of a sudden he couldn't believe what he was treated to next! 

Saying she thought she could see something the beautiful pony tailed blond dropped forward onto her knees and tried to reach under the cupboard. She couldn't help smiling to herself as she thought of what she was doing and what affect it would have on the frustrated old creep.

Saliva pooled in his mouth while he watched the unbelievable sight as she lowered her head to the floor and stuck her ass in the air to look underneath. "Uuugh, uh, oh God," he sighed as she knelt on the floor before him groping around under the cupboard. Her tiny pleated skirt had now risen up over her ass displaying the most beautiful white lace trimmed cotton panties clinging tightly to her glorious cheeks. He couldn't believe his eyes she looked like a glamour model posing for the ultimate cock tease shot. As she reached around he watched the gentle movement of her perfectly rounded ass, it was as if it had taken on a life of their own. 




An Opportunity Not To Be Missed



He was now desperate to shoot his load and was surprised, and extremely relieved, to feel her hands undoing his trousers, she unzipped them quickly and without hesitation thrust her hand inside. It was an incredible feeling as her slightly cold hand fumbled around in his trousers. Going in too low into his baggy old pants she trailed her finger tips up the inside of his wrinkled old thigh until she got to his balls. She raked her finger tips across his sack, allowing his balls to tumble through her fingers before grabbing his smelly old cock and pulling it from his trousers.

That was it, old George cried out, "YES.....YES... OH GOD YES!!! WANK MY COCK, GO ON, GO ON, WANK MEEEEEEEE.......OOOOH YESSS!"

She began to pump it with her hand as he continued mauling her with his filthy old hands, it took only a matter of seconds before torrents of spunk burst from his cock, load after load flew all over the place as she squeezed and massaged every last drop out of him.

Covered in sweat and exhausted he let go of her and collapsed to the floor. She looked down at the wretched old man sat there and felt so disgusted by him that she thought she might be sick. She stepped away from him and began to do her bra back up.

He looked up at her as he realised that although he had just come he still wasn't satisfied, his cock was still hard and wanting more. Such was his state of excitement, he would never normally be able to go again straight after but this was not a usual situation, he was so incredibly turned on. 

"No you don't," he said getting to his feet, "I haven't finished yet! Oh God no, not by a long way."

"No," she said, "no thats it, we're even."

"I can still call the cops you know..... is that what you want me to do?"

"You know it isn't," she said in a rather deflated tone.

"Go and sit on the sofa!" he barked.

She was stunned by his abrupt tone and did as he said, knowing full well she had no choice. She crossed the room and sat herself down on the edge of the sofa wondering what would happen next.

"Spread your lovely legs," he ordered, licking his lips. 

Slumping back into the sofa she resigned herself to her fate and, reluctantly, her knees fell open.

"Well what do we have here?" he said kneeling down between her parted legs and lifting her skirt up. "Ooooh looook, looooook," he drooled as he moved his face closer to the crotch of her white panties. She felt his breath on her as he drew ever closer, and then, very gently, kissed her panties where they stretched across her cunt. Surprisingly, she found it all a little exciting as he kissed and sniffed at her crotch. As she closed her eyes she felt his tongue run along the length of her cunt pressing the fabric of her panties against her now damp pussy.

Moving back he pushed her knees back together and tugged her panties down her thighs. He got back to his feet and quickly undressed himself until his scrawny old body was naked before her.

"God he's revolting," she thought to herself as he stepped towards her, his big angry cock bobbing around in front of him all dirty and old. Instinctively she moved her panties the rest of the way down her legs and kicked them off completely, knowing what was going to happen.

Opening her legs again he was now more excited as he now saw her cunt in all its splendour for the first time. Getting back down into position he looked almost lovingly at it. In all his life he had never been so close a womans cunt, not even his late wifes. As he drew closer and closer he began muttering to himself, "so beautiful, oooh so beautiful, mmmmmm oh God I want it oooh yesss."

Taking her ankles he lifted her feet up and perched them on the edge of the sofa so her cunt was now fully opened on display. Slowly he pushed his face into it as his tongue penetrated its folds for the first time. The taste was better than he imagined, surprisingly sweet. It was so clean and perfumed which was a stark contrast to his face, which was dirty and his breath smelt rotten.

Making all sorts of grunting noises like some sort of a pig, he began to rub his face all over it, licking and slobbering at it with more excitement in him than she had ever seen in a man.

As he went on he couldn't resist pushing one of his boney old fingers in. It was tight, even around his thin fingers as it slipped in deeper and deeper. He looked up at her to see she had her eyes closed and was chewing on her bottom lip.

"You love it don't you....eh?" he said. All she could do was nod her head in agreement, confused and unsure as to how she felt. "This is what you want," he said, raising himself up into position.

"I've waited my whole life for this," he said as his dirty smelly old cock nudged the entrance to her cunt. Leaning forward slightly it began to slide in, it felt out of this world as the walls of her cunt got wetter and wetter and seemed to suck it inwards.

He looked at her tits, so big and hard with nipples that pointed straight up at the ceiling. He eagerly grabbed them with both hands, squeezing and squashing them together, his grubby old fingers digging deep into the firm young flesh.

As he did so his cock thrust all the way into her and his balls came to rest against her ass, he pulled back and then plunging in harder causing his eyes to roll back in his head as the feeling was like nothing he had ever experienced in his whole life. Gradually he got faster and faster until he was going like a man possessed. Falling on top of her he locked his mouth over hers, she tried to resist as his dirty smelly tongue thrust deep into it, touching the back of her throat. She found it disgusting but allowed him to continue, as he moaned with desperation as his cock thumped at the entrance to her womb, his balls tightened and with the "slap, slap, slap" sound ringing around the room he shot his spunk deep into her, it was more than he could cope with as he seemed to jerk and twitch as if having some kind of fit. He slowed down as he emptied himself into her, feeling her cunt pulsating away as he did so.

Rolling off of her, he lay there for several minutes unable to believe what had just happened. Raising himself up on his elbows he looked across at her, what a sight. She lay there with her huge tits sitting exposed through the opened blouse, her charoal grey skirt up around her waist. Her knitted white stockings still on her legs which were open showing off her ravaged cunt with his dirty old spunk dribbling from it. 

She seemed half asleep as he leant across and kissed her on the mouth, unable to let his prize go just yet. She just moaned slightly as she lay there with her eyes closed. Looking her up and down he felt his cock rise again as he realised she was just too much, he couldn't help himself. He hadn't had a woman for more years than he could remember and he knew he would never be in this position again. As for this one in particular, well she was the stuff of fantasies, they just don't exist in his world.

With that he rolled her onto her stomach, her skirt fell back over her ass covering it. She was still half asleep as he lifted it up to look at her bare ass. "Oh my dear lord," he whispered as he placed a hand on one of her lovely firm rounded cheeks. Greedily he began to maul her ass unable to resist the temptation as he pushed two fingers back into her cunt as far as he could. This seemed to wake her up as she leapt to her feet and stepped away from him, somewhat confused by her enjoyment of the experience.

"Last time........I promise," he said to her, unaware that she was also now in need of something. She hadn't had a full orgasm and needed to finish off before she could leave.

"This is your lucky day," she said to him, "get on the sofa and lie down."

He did so in double quick time and lay there stretched out naked with his cock standing up hard and desperate for attention.

Looking at this filthy dirty old man she couldn't believe what she was about to do, but she needed satisfaction quick.

Old George just lay there with his mouth open as she peeled all her clothes off until she stood there naked except for her stockings. What a sight she was, so firm and tanned, her tits were so huge as they stood firm with not the slightest sag, their size emphasized even the more by her tiny waist.

She knelt onto the edge of the sofa and, throwing her leg across him, she straddled his body, slowly she lowered herself down until her cunt was touching the swollen tip of his cock. Taking her tits in her own hands she lowered herself down. 

The old boy just stared in a state of shock as he watched his cock vanish inch by inch into her. Looking back to her tits he saw she was playing with them, rolling them around in the palms of her hands, "I must have died and gone to heaven," he thought to himself, "this just doesn't happen to me."

His thoughts were broken by her moaning noises as he realised she was actually enjoying it. She sat herself down until her ass was resting on his balls and then started to grind against him. She leant forward and took his skinny old wrists in her hands and put them either side of his head pinning him down. He couldn't move as he looked at her huge tits hanging just above his face just out of reach.

"You dirty old bastard," she said with a tremble in her voice as she began to lose herself in the moment, "who do you think you are? Look at yourself, you're disgusting.......how could any woman ever want you?" she went on as she continued to grind her cunt harder and harder against him squeezing his cock with it.

"Oooooh you love my big tits don't you!" She teased. "You dirty old sod, I bet you never thought you would ever touch tits like these, mmmmm? I bet you think about it all the time don't you! Feeling a big pair of young tits like mine."

"Oh yes, yes, yes," he said as the sight of her tits and the feel of her cunt drove him more and more crazy.

"Aaaaw do you wank yourself off at night thinking about it...eh? Do you wank that dirty smelly old cock dreaming of girls like me?"

"Yes, oh yes yes all the time."

"You dirty randy old sod, I know what you want, mmmm? I know what you want." With that she lowered herself further pushing her tits into his face, swaying them from side to side causing them to roll about as his hungry open mouth sucked and licked at them. Struggling, he managed to free his hands and grabbed at them sqeezing them from either side making her nipples expand as he chewed on them.

She was now, at last, about to orgasm as she bounced up and down on his cock, his hands released her tits and gripped at her ass as he thrust harder and harder into her, his balls jumping all over the place as he bucked away. Her tits jumped and bounced around, hitting him about the face, when she screamed out..."YES...YES...YES...I'M COMING...AAARGH!!!!" As her juices flooded from her cunt all over his cock, that was it for old George, all he could take as he exploded his spunk deep into her one more time. Holding her tight as he pumped his final drops into her he sucked on her tits one more time. "Oh I love you, your so beautiful," he muttered as she climbed off of him. He watched her dress herself still not quite able to believe that he had actually fucked that gorgeous creature in front of him.

"Now we're all square I think!" She said.

He just lay there looking at her and said, "God you look so sexy, you must know that... especially in that uniform, it's such a tease."

"I know that, its such good fun winding up old boys like you," she said with a cheeky smile on her face. "You didn't have to send me up that ladder the other day you know....if you wanted to see my panties you only had to ask."

Then turning her back to him and keeping her legs straight she said, "look I'll show you," then she bent over and touched her toes, causing her skirt to rise giving him a perfect view of her panties stretched across her ass.

Standing back up she turned and said "see!" then went to the door to leave before looking back to see him holding his cock in his hand rubbing it up and down.

"I'll leave you to it!" she said, and with that was gone, leaving old George with enough to keep him wanking until he's a hundred years old....