After the newly converted-to-sex daughter Peggy left for home, it was back to just me and horny ole' Helen romping in her boudoir every day or so. Peggy stayed around long enough to have my baby-making sperm fill up her still fertile, egg producing womb. She wanted to have another child, and Grandma Helen wanted another grandchild. Helen's other child, a son a few years older than Peggy, was as gay as Hollywood hairdresser and was not about to populate the earth anytime soon. So, I was the sperm donor designate, as well as the hunky guy to sex-up Peggy as her mother Helen taught her a bit more of how to attract other cocks to meet her needy pussy's desires. We spent a lot of time together in bed for two weeks under Helen's watchful whorehouse madam-like supervision. When Peggy had to get back home to work, and figure out her new life with impending child, Helen and I just went back to our senior love nest life on the beach. I was beginning to think I might just like to quit work up North and stay here, but I wasn't sure how to make the finances work. Helen was generous, but not real wealthy.
So, while Helen and I spent many evenings together fucking like old rabbits, she still had a few older sugar daddies on the string who took care of her more elaborate fiscal needs with little sexual payback needed. In fact these old guys just got this horny old bitch even hornier, and I was there to take care of that needy wet pussy. I decided I had a good thing going here and extended my stay in Fort Lauderdale on for another month or so. Rent was cheaper in the autumn, and with my sexual desires more than adequately being met by a voluptuously fleshy grandma-type, who cared for me in many ways, what more did I need in life?
Helen, however, began to have other ideas for the long-term use of my private parts. She, not being the jealous or selfish sort, was sharing, in a somewhat obtuse manor, with a few similarly older friends she met about the studly middle-aged guy she had snagged to take care of her physical needs and desires. It seems that the notion of decreased sexual desire in older women is truly a myth, mostly related to those women's inaccurate belief that one must be a twenty year old hundred pound blonde little-nothing to be sexual attractive to men. "It's not what you got but what you do with it, girls," Helen would tell her Florida beach acquaintances. "The men will swarm around you like a bunch of horny bees if they think they smell an available wet pussy." Her colorful language socked a couple of the old broads, but made more giggle like school girls. Helen began to enjoy her role as the most promiscuously old slut in town, and knowingly controlled her information flow.
"So who is this young man who likes, well, mature full-figured women?," they asked Helen. "Fatties, girls, fatties; not 'full-figured women'. He likes a babe with meaty tits like these," she explained, lifting up her pendulous boobs. "But he's mine, girls, not yours, and he's not that young. There are others out here, though, who all like something we got, big or small, fat or thin, and the issue is availability. The male ego is a fragile thing, and once rejected they just slink way to whack their Willies by themselves, thinking we're not interested. Be a little flirty, slutty even, if you want to get some attention."
Helen had gotten to know one particular older babe named 'Midge'. She and her husband Sydney were from New York City and had retired to the Gold Coast. Midge was pushing seventy, I would guess, and sported a dandy set of big city knockers and a lively bouncing big ass. She was very pleasantly plump underneath her tailored casual duds. Early seventies Syd was way too wrapped-up in himself to pay attention to much of anyone, least of all his horny needy wife. She had sired a couple of spoiled kids, and was bored beyond belief. Small town Helen, with her earthy farmer attitude and colorful sexual experiences, was an intriguing breath of fresh air for her.
"Come on, Helen," Midge whispered. "Let me meet this young man of yours; just lunch; my treat. I want to meet a man who likes what I got. Syd hasn't even looked at me for years, I think. We only have sex when I get him half drunk, and he thinks he's in the Navy again on shore leave."
"I don't know," Helen demurred. "I'm not sure I want to share my new found treasure," she slyly lied to her. Helen was plotting and planning another taking-of-a-virgin, even if the subject wasn't technically a virgin. Midge had only had one sexual partner in her life, and to Helen THAT was virginal!
"Midge's husband always plays golf every Wednesday," Helen began to tell me one evening after a particularly passionate fucktime. I lay recovering from unloading my balls into her grasping pussy, this time riding this horny old babe from behind, slapping that magnificent ass as she yelled into the pillow, "Fuck me, fuck me you big stud. Fill my cunt with your cum, make me your bitch. Spank me, spank your mama on her fat pillow ass!!"
"Ah, yeah, so you're old bitch friend's hubby plays golf. I don't. So what?"
"Well, I just thought we three could have a nice quiet luncheon here at my place next Wednesday. Midge would like to meet you. I've told her how nice a young man you are, and...well...how much you appreciate mature women's assets."
"Young Man? Sounds like I just got out of college, or something. I'm no young man. Your little slut granddaughter thought I was an old man when I popped her cherry last month. And so what that I like big fleshy tits and an ass to match? What's that got to do with your old babe friend?
"She is quite a looker, for a seventy year old woman. She has a magnificent pair of big soft boobs, and a very curvy tush. I bet you'd just love to get your hands on those tits and into her panties!"
"Yeah, well, maybe, but I've got you, right? Or you trying to dump me? And besides, she has a hubby. What's this all about?"
"Look, you twit, I want you to fuck my friend! Her husband has a limp dick and no interest in sex. I just feel real sorry for her. She is vibrant older woman who really needs to get laid! She doesn't think any man would want her, just like her asshole husband doesn't. She needs you to slam your big dick into her pussy to bring her back to sexual life."
"What am I, a public service? I fucked your granddaughter and popped her cherry as a personal favor to you. Then I knocked-up your almost frigid daughter and turned her into a well fucked slutty whore, too. So now you want me to fuck every needy pussy around? What's in it for me?"
"Fuckable female flesh, you lame brain! Huge, soft tits and willing, horny pussies...on my friend and me too...both of us! I will be here, and I just love a bit of an orgy. You can have all the soft female flesh you want and maybe, if you play your cards right, even some financial help on the side, if you know what I mean. You could have a real fine life here, with my help, if this works out."