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This is my forst adult story, I would love to hear feedback.
This story contains adult content and is intended for a mature audienc. 18
Years of age or older,
My wife and I own and operate a small grocery store in a small town, a
couple years ago they built a seniors appartment about a block away from our
store. The apartments were a boon for us, and our business doubled as the
seniors found us to be the nearest store. My wife and I loved meeting the
older folks and helping them out, we often special ordered items for them,
and got to know them all very well. One of these seniors was a wonderful
eoman named Mrs. Peters, she was in often and my wife and I often spent time
just chatting with her. One day she cam into the shop.
Mrs. Peters had always told me I reminded her of her long passed husband, I
took it as one of the greatest compliments one could pay someone. Today
she needed lightbulbs, her kitchen was dark because she lost a bulb in her
fixture. I pointed her to the bulbs and suggested the 60 watt since most
ceiling light fixtures used 60 watt bulbs. She paid and as I rang her up,
I asked her if there was someone to replace it for her. She told me that the
building superintendent would do it, but often took a while till he got
around to it. Upon hearing this my wife spoke up and said "Since we close
in 5 minutes, and I have to run the girls to dance class, and to brownies
after, why don't you help her out and go replace it?" I looked at Mrs.
peters and her face lite up so, that I couldn't do anything but cheerfully
say "Sure" .
I grabbed my coat and Mrs. Peters took my arm as we headed to
her place, My wife beamed in pride at the good deed we were doing. We got
to her place and I quickly replaced the bulb, afterwards Mrs. Peters
insisted
that I stay for Tea since my wife would be busy anyhow. How could I resist,
she was so sweet and I really had nothing better to do. She made Tea and we
talked, the conversation went from the usual around town banter, to her
husband, and on to her loneliest. I told her how she had my wife and
myself,
and that we cared, and she seemed to raise her spirits and then she said
something that changed the whole evening, she said "I love having you and
your wife in my life, but its not the same as having a man, a man beside
your in bed."
I told her that I understand, its not the same as having
someone with you all the time and she came back with "I meant the sex, I
think that's the thing I miss most about my husband." I didn't know where
to
go with this conversation, I mean I am 32, she is 73, How can I advise her.
She broke the silence with "I'm sorry, I shouldn't Burdon you with my woes"
And I came back with the only thing that popped to mind, that was "Oh, I can
somewhat understand, My wife isn't as interested as she used to be." Her
eyes lite up, a little smile came to her face. there was a long silence as
we finished our tea. I got up to leave, and told her if she ever needed
help, or just someone to have tea with let me know, she walked me to the
door and as I reached to open it she took my hand, she looked me right in
the eye and said "I have a idea, please, stay a moment more." And without
waiting for my reply she lead me to the counch and I sat down.
She sat next to me and said "So Laura isn't taking care of your needs at
home?" It was a
blunt question, but I was a little intriqued by having this conversation
with her so I said "No, I am lucky if I get Sex twice a year" She looked me
in the eye and said "Its been 9 years for me, well except for what I can do
for myself" I was dumbfounded, the mental picture of this old woman
masterbating instantly ran through my head, and it aroused me, I think that
might be the intent of her saying it. As blunt as the initial question she
suddenly said "Maybe we could help each other out, I used me to pretty
good." with that she reached over the the now growing bulge in my pants, I
felt as if there was nothing I could do, I was on one side turned on, and on
the other hand respecting my elder as I had been raised to do. By time I
came out of my daze she was working down my zipper, My erection was almost
at full mast. I reached and unbuttoned my pants and freed my member. She
quickly grasped it with her boney wrinkled hands and slid up and down, as
she did, she slowly lowered her mouth to my cock and begain to wrap her lips
around it.
Her mouth seemed to be milking my cock, it was amazing I looked at her and
noticed her left hand held her teath, I was getting a no teeth hummer and it
was awesome. As she went down on me I started to rub her back, and i felt
her
bra strap, it had been a long time, but I reached and unsnapped it like I
was
17 again. Once loose I slipped my hand into her housecoat and felt her
breasts, they were like no others I had ever touched. The skin was soft, but
her breast were like partially deflated ballons, as if once wonderful
breasts
has lost some of what was once inside them.. I was taken by the extreme
softness of the skin and the deflated breast, as I found her nipples they
were stiff, and i couldn't help but to concentrate on them. Shortly after
finding her nipples I exploded in her mouth, she didn't miss a stroke and
sucked down every drop of my cum, after milking me dry she looked up at me
and smiled.
She got up and took my hand and lead me into her bed room, once in there she
stopped and I wrapped my hands around her and undressed her, quickly her
housecoat dropped to the floor along with the unhooked bra. My hands
explored her body, feeling those breasts as they hung normally, kissing on
her neck and slowly roaming down her stomach to the waist of her panties,
she was breathing very heavy. I slipped my hands into her panties and felt
her pubic hair, it seemed natural, un trimed and hairly, and combed through
it with my hands and came to a very wet spot, and I peeled the soaked
panties from her pussy the whole area was soaked. I gently rubbed her lips
and clit, she tensed up and I think she has a small orgasam on my touch. I
spin her around to sit her on the bed, and hooked my fingers in the band of
her panties and I gently pressed her back on the bed. As her panties came
down as she sat, I saw the biggest, hairest, grey haired bush I could even
imagaine. She scooted up the bed as I undressed, I could see the hair
nearest her pussy matted down with her moisture, I slid up to position my
face between her legs and her scent was so strong it made my mouth water
like a dog in heat. Quickly I buried my head between her legs. The taste of
her pussy was so sweet, it was like I was eating a virgin for the first
time, and wrapped her legs tightly around my head as she came only seconds
after starting. She relaxed and I was able to make her cum 3 more times
before she begged for me to fuck her. My cock was a raging hardon at this
point, I almost came when she did a couple times there, I moved up and
positioned my cock at her pussy. She was so wet I couldn't resist rubbing
my cock on the outside of her pussy, then I pointed it for insertion, she
was begging to be fucked that this point, I was a little worried her
neighbors might hear her, I slowly inserted my cock, her pussy was tight
like a young girl, but wet and lubercated like a experianced woman, quickly
I was slowly stroking my cock in and out. She has orgasam after orgasam til
I no longer could hold it, my orgasam felt like it was comeing from my feet
all the way up, and she new it, the two of us moaned louder and louder til
we both came together in a sweaty, noisy event. Then we collasped on
each other, I rolled off her after about a minute, my cock still pulsing and
glistening with her juices.
Right then, when I thought we were in the afterglow, she sat up, grabbed my
cock and begain to suck me clean, my cum and her juices were expertly sucked
off my cock. Then she got up and went to the bathroom, after a min or two,
she came out in a housecoat with a wet towl, she cleaned me off, wiped my
face, and my cock and arranged my clothes on the bottom of the bed. I took
the hint and got dressed. She was out of the room while I dressed and I
soon joined her. In much the demeaner of a older woman who just had her
lightbulb changed and said "Thank you so much for all your help," I told her
she was welcome, and she ushered me out the door.
Since that day Mrs. Peters still comes into the store, and not allot has
changed in our relationship. But sometimes she looks at me with a little
grin, and I think she is running the events of that day through her mind.
Hopefully some day she will need more help.