Author's note: This is a stand-alone sequel to "Six Women Take a Cruise Ch 03."
It tells more of the story about sex among the residents of The Villages. Hope you enjoy it.
In The Villages, a large, planned 55+ community in Florida, Tony was busy. He and a group of unattached men were in high demand. The abundance of widows, divorcees and other unattached women kept them occupied. Most of the women just wanted sex without commitment once a week or so. It gave them something to anticipate and bragging rights at their daily ladies' bridge parties where the talk always turned to their latest romps in bed.
Other women were looking for additional financial security and needed to attract a new husband, or at least a live-in partner who would help pay the expenses. Tony needed to avoid these ladies. He had no need or interest in marriage. He serviced women's sexual needs for fun and the occasional well-cooked lunch or dinner.
Each day, a knowledgeable observant could see many golf carts parked in driveways nowhere near their owner's homes. The owners were keeping appointments and women were being serviced at all times of the day. Hundreds of women were customers, most of them satisfied. All were post-menopausal so carefree intercourse was the rage.
A typical morning for a willing and able man would be a mid-morning coffee service with newly baked pastries and a side of sixty-year-old pussy and a blow job with or without her dentures. With experience, a man could perform a service stop in less than 45 minutes and that included dipping his stick in both her pussy and ass. For some reason, older women loved to be fucked in their butt, maybe because their vaginas were stretched by so much experience they could no longer feel the smaller cocks of the older men. As all know, everything shrinks when they age, the exception being the volume capacity of well-used vaginas.
A typical afternoon on the hot Florida days would be a soak in an outdoor Jacuzzi or pool followed by a late lunch and entertainment in the bedroom. Women in The Villages were eager for sex, many were desperate. Dildo's just didn't have the feel of a real cock that could still perform. Time was running out for those in their seventies and eighties. There was one woman, age 93, who claimed she could get cock anytime she felt the need. She was also very wealthy and word was out that she paid well for services. On occasion, a maintenance man would be seen entering her house without tools and emerging an hour later. That fed the gossip network but no one knew for sure what he had maintained.
At age 61, Tony was well past his prime, but he could still get it up with the proper medication and incentive. Maria, his 55-year-old live-in maid and a widow from Mexico City had proven to be a great occasional fuck as well as a good housekeeper. Her cooking was also good, especially when preparing her native dishes. She was well worth the high salary he paid.
Tony had been a professional photographer for more than 35 years. After starting as a crime scene photographer for the police in Chicago, he found there was more money in filming porn, both videos and stills. He sold his creative work to many porn sites and the demand for his product was booming. He always needed new talent and Maria was his assistant.
She had a large network of other Mexican families, many illegally here, and willing women who always needed money. The adult-age daughters became a steady, dependable source of fresh faces and photogenic asses. While rare, the occasional virgin volunteered to be filmed. The video and stills of virgin pussies sold for top dollar if their hymens clearly showed as being intact. Virgins are usually nervous and difficult to film, however, and Tony needed Maria to help with assurances and encouragement to overcome their shyness. For most, it was the first time they had shown a man their open pussy.
While a few of the resident women had posed for Tony, most were embarrassed by their aging bodies. The fear of their children seeing them on porn sites was also too great. For those willing to be filmed, their sagging breasts, fat asses and Rubenesque figures appealed to only a small segment of porn viewers. However, they felt fulfilled by Tony's appreciative words when in bed with legs spread. Of course, any man would flatter a naked woman about to let him fuck her, no matter how she looked.
Maria proved many times that she could talk young women into most anything if money was involved. Unlike with American college girls, the Mexicans here without papers worked cheap and many were very attractive.
While Tony's primary incentive was photography, he never passed up an opportunity to fuck. Occasionally, a young woman here illegally was interesting in having a baby with shared DNA of an American that would cement her right to stay in the country. Tony was always willing to help her.
Sunday night, Maria's latest recruit arrived. Arabella was 19 and in very nice form with a pleasant face and beautiful dark eyes. She wasn't married but her easy discussion about being filmed indicated that she was experienced. She spoke no English but seemed to understand some words. As usual, Maria had prepared dinner and favorite tequila drinks for everyone. As they talked, Tony learned Arabella was the cousin of a girl he filmed a month earlier. The word got out that Tony was paying $300 for photographs and another $200 for videos and the girls didn't need to have sex to earn it. Self-masturbation was expected, of course.
After dinner, Maria walked with Arabella to the studio room and showed her a recent set of photos and a video of another girl. It was always best to show the models what was expected before they completed the legal paperwork required for the protection of everyone. Once she agreed and all the forms completed, Maria asked her to pose for Tony with her clothing on. He would take 20 to 30 "glamour" images that showed how beautiful she was. Close ups of her eyes and lips were made as well as her beautiful smile.
The second set of images was of her bare body from the waist up. Lots of those were extreme closeups of her breasts, nipples, her neck and her torso, especially her navel. He'd learned early on that men love to see beautiful women's navels.
Once she slipped out of her slacks, photos were made of her shapely bottom, the taper of her bubble butt and her asshole. Lots of men like to see assholes and many of the young women had very photogenic virgin ones.
With Maria's language help, the model was positioned for photos of her open crotch. Many were extreme closeups of her clit, open vulva and the wet vagina. To help the model with moisture, a small container of KY jelly was on hand for Maria to apply in the appropriate areas. One time, a 23-year-old model asked Tony to lick her vulva to get her juices flowing. He was happy to help, of course.
Maria was also trained as a masseuse and had worked at a parlor giving happy endings in Miami for many years. Tony's videos often were of Maria massaging a young woman. Those videos left nothing to the imagination. His photography was up close and very personal.
For those models willing to be videoed with a man, Tony had secured the services of Mario, a pool maintenance man, age 29, now a citizen but originally from Monterrey, Mexico. He'd worked for The Villages for six years. There were many pools in the development, and all needed routine maintenance.
Mario also made a nice living on the side. A dozen or so women residents hired him for special services after hours. Two of them were married but, with their husband's agreement, were serviced by this cute guy as the husbands watched. He charged only $75 per engagement, a steal, but many women would slip him an extra tip. Business was good and customers were happy.
Tony was earning about $120,000 per year from his photography. That was sufficient for a nice lifestyle since his house was debt free. He occasionally traveled and cruised in groups from The Villages. These tours were legendary for their rowdy, sex-filled nights with many women sharing beds with the unattached men on the trip.
Unlike younger women, the senior women no longer were suspicious of a man's intentions. It was the other way around in The Villages. Every invitation to a party, a lunch or dinner extended to a man, usually involved a trip to the bedroom "to see her paintings." Women wanted and needed sex even more than when they were younger. Their egos demanded it.
Following are interesting examples of happenings in The Villages.
Like thousands of other New Yorkers, Rachel Goldman, 58, moved south with her husband four years ago. They had been married 35 years and were owners of a jewelry store in Manhattan. It had been very profitable for many years and money was not a problem for them. Health was. Her husband had a bad heart and only a year after moving to The Villages, he passed. Rachel expected that might happen and was not shocked but saddened by the loss of his companionship.
Their children came often to visit and bring the grandchildren. That was something Rachel always looked forward to. She wondered if she should move back to be closer to them, but the thought of cold winters and snow muted that idea.
