My name is Virginia Wechsler. I'm 76 years old. Don't let my age surprise you, because I've been told by numerous people; including people I meet frequently and countless lovers that I look decades younger.
Not to be conceited, or perhaps just a bit, I absolutely do look decades younger. Due to a pampered lifestyle and never having children I have not aged like most women my age or a lot younger even.
From the age of eighteen to my late twenties I was a swimwear and lingerie model. Standing five feet nine inches tall with measurements of 34G-23-36 and weighing 118 pounds brought me to many exotic locations for photo shoots in swimwear and lingerie.
My modeling measurements are still the same today, thanks to a healthy lifestyle and a regiment of workouts with personal trainers.
While my husband is on business, which is quite often, a large part of my exercise regimen includes tireless fuck sessions with my young trainers and other lovers.
My husband, Abe is 85 years old. At 85, he could easily pass for a man in his early fifties. Standing 5' 10" tall, with a slender build and a full head of silver hair he is better health and shape than most men in their thirties. He is a distance runner and competes in triathlons.
He is extremely distinguished looking and has the type of charm that could win anyone over, especially young, impressionable teenage girls. His eleven inch cock is also something that teenage girls devotedly worship.
About, Abe and I. We both have unquenchable sexual appetites. From the very beginning of our relationship, we had an understanding that each could indulge with other partners at any time, if the situation arose.
The agreement was that we each could indulge in any sexual encounter we wanted, with the stipulation that if we met someone, we would let the other know about it.
It wasn't about being voyeuristic as much as it was not to interrupt the sexual activity we were experiencing, even it was an absolutely urgent matter.
Abe owns one of the largest entertainment companies in the world. He himself manages the most successful. He focuses on up-and-coming rising stars. They are generally young, between eighteen and twenty years old.
He manages most of the big-name recording artists and up¬ and coming young bands and singers. He is also one of the three largest music promoters in the United States and in Europe. The name, Abe Wechsler Entertainment is sought-out by everyone interested in becoming a star in the recording industry.
He recently signed a young rock band to his label. The band was performing at a popular venue in New York City.
I generally do not attend these types of events with my husband, because I am much more of a classical music fan, with season subscriptions to Lincoln Center and Carnegie Hall.
One reason I went with my husband was because this venue was written-up in many New York magazines as being the hottest, trendiest club in the country. But there was a special real reason I went along.
My husband wanted me to accompany him because the lead singer, Johnny 13 (as he was called) insisted to my husband that I come to the show.
Apparently, Johnny 13 had seen pictures of me in my husbands office and made comments about me being really sexy and even said to my husband, "Your wifes fucking hot."
Once my husband told me, I grinned to myself. I now knew my husbands ulterior motive for inviting me. I had been in similar situations where I basically was what sealed the deal for my husband. Young artists that were dying to fuck me.
A few years ago my husband was trying to sign two singer-songwriters to a long-term contract. They were from Australia and had over ten million followers on their social media pages.
There were other agencies that were eager to sign them too. My husband flew them over from Australia and had them stay in our South Hampton home for a week.
When they arrived we had drinks by the pool and then a barbeque in the evening. Seeing me in a slingshot bikini and high heels when I came out to meet them had their mouths open, drooling and their eyes riveted to my body.
After a few Margaritas my husband said he had to take a business call and that it would last up to an hour, and for us to enjoy ourselves. The two boys and I made our way into the pool.
Within minutes each of the boys was on a side of me telling me how sexy I looked. Playfully, we began kissing. As I was kissing one the other was kissing my neck, mumbling how sexy I was. It was playful at first and led to us kissing each other hotly.
When I looked up at my husbands office I saw him in the window looking at me. He was nodding approvingly, with a sly grin on his face.
At one point the boys had pulled the tiny strings of my slingshot that barely covered my nipples to the sides. Turned on by the size of my nipples they both began sucking and biting them with intense hunger.
I was groaning and panting and could feel my breasts heaving and my pussy heating-up by the second. My nipples are ultra-sensitive. I threw my head back as sparks of lust shot right through me.
Within a minute one boy named Jack had his finger going in and out of my pussy while the other named Conor had his finger shooting-up into my ass. The sensation of having both my holes fucked at the same time had me going insane.
Within seconds I squealed, "Cumming."
After I came my husband returned to the pool area with food for the barbeque. I knew the boys were beyond disappointed when they heard my husband come outside.
"Fuck," they each said under their breath. I knew they were super-horny and wanted to fuck me bad.
I reassured them, telling them that I knew my husband was going into the city after the barbeque and staying at our penthouse, than flying to London. This was part of his plan all along, and I was thrilled to be a part of it.
"We have the whole week to fuck," I whispered softly, as I reached down and gave each of their cocks a reassuring squeeze.
Squeezing their cocks I nearly came as I felt Conor was really endowed. Absolutely huge! I looked at him and he shot me a perceptive glance.
Getting out of the pool I toweled off and after stepping back into my high heels I went inside to shower and change. Looking back I grinned slyly as I saw the hunger in their eyes as they watched my swaying ass.
I knew right then and there that my husband had the deal signed. I was also looking forward to the week ahead, fucking these two young boys, especially Conor, the one with the huge cock.
I went to my bedroom, took a shower and changed. In the shower, and while I was dressing all I could think about was Conors huge cock.
Knowing I was going to fuck both of them for the week I masterbated in the shower thinking of the three of us. Playing with my pussy my mind was focused on Conor, and his huge cock.
I knew I'd be fucking those two horny boys the second my husband left, so I decided on a mid-length pencil skirt and a sheer white blouse.
Under the skirt and blouse I wore a short corset that went high on my waist and had an open-cut bra. The open-cut bra would have my huge nipples exposed through the sheer- white material of my blouse.
Attached to the short corset were two long garter straps. Because they were attached to the high-waisted corset instead of a traditional garter belt and with me being tall the straps were almost two feet in length. This made for a sinful look.
After attaching the garters to my sheer stockings I stepped into my high heel pumps then walked in front of my floor-length mirror. I had to admit that not only did I look sexy, but I felt sexy, and above all, ultra-horny to fuck the two young men.
The open cup bra presented my full 34E breasts and my huge nipples perfectly. Looking at myself admiringly I thought about how crazy I was going to drive both these young boys. Hoping especially to drive Conors huge cock insane for me.
When I came to the terrace I could see the hunger for me written all over their faces.
Walking to the grill my husband whispered," My love, they couldn't sign the contract fast enough thanks to you."
"The pleasure was all mine darling." I then paused and added, 'and the pleasure will most certainly be all mine this week," I whispered back as my husband kissed me on the cheek.
Shrewdly, he said, "Enjoy yourself darling."
During the barbeque, both boys could not stop looking me over. There was so much lust in the air between the three of us.
My husband could easily sense our hunger to fuck, so after a toast to their signing to his company he announced that he had to leave for the city and his early flight to Europe in the morning.
As he was leaving he told the boys to enjoy themselves, and said he would see them in the recording studio in two weeks.
