I had always had a thing for my neighbor Eleanor; she was in her late fifties but had an incredible body for a lady more than twice my age. She stood around 5'8 had legs that went up forever an ass that was big and round and her breasts had to be at least DD's.
One day as I was sneaking around my parent's room I went to my favorite spot, my dad's plethora of porn he had stashed in a box deep in his closet. As I tore through the various magazines I came to the conclusion that he must have stopped purchasing the magazines after he met my mother because the dates on the porn stopped at over nineteen years ago. I found one with a girl on the cover that kind of reminded me of my neighbor but at a much younger age and took it to my room.
As I leafed through the mag I came to the spread with the cover girl. In big bold letters it said "Lady Eleanor. It had to be my neighbor and my cock throbbed as I looked at the pictures and though much firmer Eleanor held the same bodacious body now that she did way back then. Turning from page to page I slowly stroked my cock as I stared at her beautiful hairy bush and tight ass. The way she opened her cunt lips splaying it like it was a butterfly on display had my cock oozing precum. I put the magazine down on my favorite picture, she was bent over at the waist with her head turned looking at the camera, legs slightly apart and her hands were pulling her ass cheeks apart.
As I stroked my cock faster and faster I imagined her asking me over and posing for me just that way now. The thought of coming in behind her and sliding my cock in that wet pussy or tight ass sent me over the edge and my cock erupted sending wads of cum all over my floor.
I cleaned up my mess and hid the magazine in my room for future jerk off sessions then took a shower and headed outside. I couldn't believe my luck when I saw Eleanor out in her back garden bent over pulling weeds. The images of her in the magazine swept through my mind and I felt myself getting a hardon. I called over to her and said hi and asked if she needed any help. She graciously accepted and I hoped the fence and went over to her. When I got right in front of her she looked up, the lump in my pants was right at her eye level and her gaze seemed to linger there for a few seconds.
Eleanor showed me what she wanted me to do and I went in front of her on my knees and began to pull weeds. From my spot I had a perfect view of her ample bosom. Her cleavage made a deep valley and her fullness was almost spilling out of the low cut top. My cock twitched each time I looked at the older woman. It didn't go unnoticed to her either; she had caught me staring on more than one occasion. After we were done she asked me in for a beer and I followed her into her house, the whole time I stared at her ass as it swayed too and fro.
I washed my hands and sat at the kitchen table and gawked at the beautiful mature lady as she made chit chat. Then she hit me up with a question that left me speechless for a few seconds.
"Brad I couldn't help but notice the way you have been staring at me all afternoon. Not that I mind, it makes this old broad feel good but I was curious to why you would?" She asked.
