IT NEVER ENDS
By Aleq de Satyr
...When asked about older women's sexuality, Ellen Gilman Gill (Age:70) said: "You're hotter than hell. There's no cessation"...
Intro
Yani Devalle is a gentle, slender trustworthy 70-year-old woman who knows what she does not want...always exuding graceful positivism. She was a high school teacher and political activist, particularly in the anti-censorship movement...A woman who escaped her upper-class milieu to work with disadvantaged kids. Yani's moods can swing from tabasco hot to persimmon sweet. She is capable of engaging both the literary and the libidinous at once. She loves white Argentinian wine, which makes her chat heartily, animatedly...Her smoldering sexual aura is abundantly evident even for a woman her age. She has a face that is all bone structure, handsome. Her silvery mane gives her an elegant distinguished looks. Indeed, she looks and feels 20 years younger, she is fit and spritely.
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An Eye Opener
I have always been a fool for love, but I am also a genuine lover. I love people, life myself. I learned how to take things as they come. I enjoy a good conversation; some people like my matter of fact practicality, my creative imagination. There is always something new to try but after I became a widow at age 65 I lost interest in most things even sex and turned to celibacy. Two years ago I began to feel some sexual desire, some horniness that I tried desperately to suppress to no avail. I masturbated once in a while to quieten my aching cunt and raging clitoris; but I needed more than masturbation, I needed a very good, hard fucking. But then who wants to fuck a woman my age...Three days prior to my 70th birthday, my favorite niece 50 years old Eryka called and asked what I wanted for my birthday.
"I want to be fucked into a coma by a very strong, well-hung young man" I declared. Eryka laughed and said.
"Well, would you settle for a gourmet lunch instead". I sighed and agreed to the lunch. She picked me up on Friday, my birthday and we went to lunch at a very posh place. Our conversation over lunch was pretty lewd and we laughed a lot. Eryka and I are BFF, very close and open with each other. She is a very worldly woman with a touch of hauteur...A passionate, radical feminist, bisexual, tough, with good breeding. An admirable attractive woman with a soft gentle mature woman's face. After lunch Eryka took me to her house to give me my Present...As we entered the living room I was startled to see a young well-built Black dude, buck naked lounging on the couch and holy shit, his erect cock was huge, about 12 inches, super thick slightly curved to the left and most of all, OMG tattooed. It was spectacular; I trembled visibly.
"What took you so long Eryka, I've been waiting for hours" he blurted out stroking his missile.
"This is Gary your birthday present Yani" said Eryka then burst out singing happy birthday to you. I was totally speechless for a few seconds then managed a thank you Eryka in a tremulous voice as my cunt clenched repeatedly. I sank into an arm chair my gaze fixed on Gary's dick. "OK guys I' m headed out of town for the weekend, I'll call later, enjoy yourselves" said Eryka as she rushed out of the door still singing...Gary lit a joint and passed it on to me. I was hesitant nervous; I have not smoked pot in a very long time but after a few drags I felt more at ease. Feeling a good buzz from the joint I peeled off my clothes and joined Gary on the couch. A sizzling foreplay ensued with kisses, caresses cock sucking, clitoris stroking;
"Let's go fuck" said Gary walking me to the bedroom. I wanted him like a rage, anticipating his huge hard cock.
"Touch my pussy, see how ready she is" I whispered...My eyes were closed as I spread my hairy labia for him to enter my tight cunt drawing his cock deeper and deeper inside me, filling me completely. We fucked slowly, spinning on the bed like two gyroscopes intense, poignant; I watched Gary intently as he moved in and out of my cunt slowly, rocking inside me gently, drawing it in and out to the rhythm of my breathing for a long time...My cunt was ravenous with lust, milking his cock, my rigid clitoris pulsating mightily, enjoying the exuberance of our intense fucking. I was far away and gone, but alive with feeling, shuddering with pleasure. Then I exploded in all directions, on and on until I finally erupted mightily with a scream, my nails clawing Gary's back as he convulsed between my legs, grunting and pumping a truckload of hot spunk into me. Later he rolled off the bed and walked to the balcony to have his post-orgasmic smoke. I drifted off to sleep...
I drank more wine and had a few drags on the joint when I woke up then I sat astride Gary, facing him my legs bent, my head resting on his chest. Slowly I lowered myself onto his hard cock engulfing him in my molten heat. I simply loved the size and hardness of his dick; It's curve felt like a hook inside my cunt, it was wonderful!! I began to rock gently, back and forth, plunging my tongue into his mouth as I gripped the cock very tightly with my cunt, sucking it inwards. The pleasure was exquisite for me...Shifting my weight on top of him, whispering sweet obscenities, working his cock with my vaginal muscles, letting out ragged throaty cries my juices dripped onto his pubic hairs as I moved up and down the hard cock; my breathing getting faster enjoying the ride. Then I shuddered and let out a long moan, convulsing with a powerful orgasm and was still for a few moments...God, I was drowning in sensation! I panted, taunting his climax as I squeezed his cock with my cunt, very tightly, rhythmically... Gary, cried out loudly sweating with pleasure, finally crowning his explosion that echoed and reverberated in my own second orgasm...We lay there replete for a while, basking in the afterglow, the cool breeze that wafted in. Then he began to thrust firmly into me again from behind as he stroked my clitoris...
My response was instantaneous, fresh, strong, displaying a woman's capacity for slow, continuous orgasms...It was intoxicating, the smell of our fuck reeling from the bed as we became saturated with passion, numb cock stroking an inert cunt; a test of endurance...Then the last and final spurting of semen deep into my writhing, climaxing body; the spinning, the commutation, the collision, the oblivion.