Although I love old ladies, I was getting fed up with not having a regular companion and fuck playmate -- an older lady who enjoyed simple and erotic sex play. One of my greatest turn-ons is coming up behind a fat old lady when she is washing up and using my hands to feel and explore her saggy titties and engorged nipples, then down to rubbing rolls of fat on a lovely flabby belly, and then down to a lovely prominent hairy sloppy cunt. Then if she is in the mood, she will bend forward and let me fuck her shit hole. In between; times there is the simple delight in kissing and heavy petting -- just like old days.
Of course, life never matches the fantasy but when I first met Pauline in the park, I had hope. My name is Derek,40, widowed, and lived alone for the past 10 years. And, although my sex drive has reduced it is not dead, and with a lot of stimulation and a little blue pill, I am the proud owner of seven inches that can, surprising to me, still, shoot lots of quality spunk.
Anyway, back to lovely Pauline. I was taking a stroll in the park, minding my own business, and I saw her alone on the bench. She looked about as far removed from sex on legs as you could imagine. But when I asked if I could join her, she smiled and agreed. Like you do, we got to talking about nothing in particular and the conversation got around to our dead spouses. She told me he was a boring accountant who never treated her right and was, as far as she was concerned, a complete waste of 30 years of her life -- except for her two daughters and now 5 grandchildren, which I put her age to be around 60.
I told her about my departed wife, Gloria, and was honest to say that it was a good marriage -- a very intimate one. On hearing the word, intimate, Pauline asked if we had relations, (such a quaint word) all through our marriage. When I confirmed we did she was surprised, saying that her old man, had lost interest in that side of things after 15 years of marriage. "So, I suppose I missed out in that direction too", she added.
"So, Derek, not wanting to appear nosey, how do you cope now, so to speak, without that side of things?"
"I had several lady friends but never found one that enjoyed what I call romantic relations. You know, kisses and cuddles."
"Oh, I agree with you, that's what I miss too. Derek, you can say no, but would you like us to get to know each other better? I don't mean intimately, but as a good solid friendship?"
I said yes, well, it was better than being alone. And although she was quite plain, she had the body, I lust after. Fattish and had a nice full chest from what I could see under her coat. Underneath? That was for me to find out.
It was obvious that Pauline, was not a worldly-wise lady and I didn't think that sexual pleasure rated high on her desires. But, as they say, it's the quiet ones that always surprise you.
Over the next few months, we met every week, going to the cinema, tea dances, coach trips, you name it and little by little she began to loosen up, use make-up and dress more interestingly. In fact, at a restaurant last week, I complimented her on her nice appearance. She was beginning to look very desirable.
The following week as it was a nice summer day, and at her request, we drove to the countryside for a picnic. Pauline directed me to an out-of-way place next to the river, saying it was where she used to come with some of her boyfriends when she was a young girl.
Blushing she added, "I loved this place, so quiet and no one about."
When she took off her coat, it was nice to see she had a tightish short-sleeved dress that showed off her assets very nicely including her voluptuous protruding tummy. She looked very fuckable. About an hour in and we lay down side by side Pauline made a comment about how we seemed compatible, how she enjoyed my company etc. And then finished with, "Derek, we have known each other for several months now, and not once have you made a pass or come on to me, why?"
"Well, Pauline, you made it quite clear you only wanted friendship and I didn't want to spoil that. I find you very sexy and desirable and often had to fight my urges, so to speak."
"Well, that's good to hear," she said, leaning over to kiss me.
What started as a few innocent pecks quickly moved to us exchanging copious amounts of saliva with tongue kissing. She was getting my cock twitching.
After breaking off after a good 10 minutes, she sat up and looking at me right into my eyes started with more questions.
"Derek, you kissing me, ignited stuff in my body that I thought I had lost. You said you found me sexy, what is it exactly that makes me so desirable in your eyes? You can be as frank as you like and I would love it if you included some naughty words."
Well, Pauline, here goes. Placing my hand on her flabby belly -over her dress -- I adore your lovely flabby belly". Then gently rubbing it I guessed she wanted more, so I moved my hand down and pushing it into her crutch over her dress, added, "you also have very prominent cunt which I hope is nice and hairy as that turns me on".
"Oh, that's lovely and filthy -- keep going."
Moving my hand up to her tits, I noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra -- she had planned this -- so went for it.
"And your titties, they were the first thing I noticed." Rubbing a nipple which was getting harder by the second I added, "I adore big saggy tits, Pauline, especially when they are wrinkly.
By now, my cock was getting harder. Undoing my fly, I fished it out and said, "look, Pauline, this is how you turn me on."
"Oh Derek, isn't it big, my hubbies were tiny. Let me play with it." As she slowly wanked me off, she went further. "Derek sweetheart, my late husband was no romantic so I have missed out on a lot of the -- what did you call it, oh yes -- intimate things. Your late wife must have been a very happy woman. Would you make me happy in that way too, Derek? Tell me what did you two got up to, all sorts of naughty things, I hope".
Her technique of wanking was terrific and I was really hard and started to put out some precum, which she eagerly used to great effect. "Come on Derek, give me all the juicy details."
"Pauline, I am going to be very straight with you. Some things will undoubtedly shock you because we as a couple could be considered perverted."
"Oh, that's even better, you're making me feel ever so, what's that naughty word? -- horny, that's it"
I gave her chapter and verse about our exploits with anal sex, role-playing, piss play and even the fact that my dead wife liked being gang banged when we went dogging so she could get as much spunk up her cunt as possible and then put on her knickers and go shopping feeling it run down her legs.
When I finished, Pauline said she was not shocked at all. Which astounded me. (The quiet ones you see). When I said I was about to shoot my load, she calmly placed her mouth over my cock and said, "shoot big boy". Then with my cum dribbling down her chin she kissed me, cum and all -- and it looked promising that she was well on the way to becoming my lovely granny sex friend.
We made arrangements for her to visit me the following afternoon and as I was not sure how far Pauline was prepared to enter my world or kinky sex so I planned to introduce her to as many variations as quickly as possible. I was keenly aware that when I fucked her, I could only manage to shoot one big load of spunk, so before that, I would first show her the delights of piss play, then give her more fingering and sucking and finish with a lovely shag.
So, I told her that she had to have a full bladder.
