Senior Living Sexual Goldmine

As a 70 year old retired airline pilot I knew the conversation with my son was coming but I had tried my best to avoid it for many years. However the time had come in my life where the conversation could no longer be avoided.

You all know what conversation I am talking about. The conversation always starts out the same, "Dad we love you but we are concerned about you living alone and about your safety."

I understand my son's concerns becuse I had the same conversation with my parents many years ago. However the big difference between my parents and myself is that I have always been addicted to pussy all of my life. I love pussy and I need to have it almost on a daiily basis. It is not just the power of the pussy but also the power of the pilot.

Meeting, seducing and fucking women has always been a way of life for me. It stated when I was in the military where I fullfilled my passion to become a pilot. I quickly learned that many women are addicted to fly boys. It did not matter if I was in the United States, Europe, or Asian because women want to fuck pilots. To this day, I still do not understand it, but I took advantage of.

Women's obsession with pilots carried over when I became a commercial airline pilot captain with a major US airline after my military service. The game changer for me was stewardesses.

Just imagine, going to work every day and being surrounded by a crew of four or five young attractive single women staying in the same hotel for an overnight layover. Why do you think they call it a layover?

Every trip was like an overnight road trip with sexy, cock hungry young women that would pretty much do anything we wanted them to do. Believe me, my pilot buddies and I took advantage of it. These traveling stewardesses would turn into total sluts on the road regardless if they were single or married.

Back in the 60's and 70's lovely young stewardesses were pretty much marketed by the airlines as flying hookers to their passengers.

They were forced to wear short skirts, tight blouses, nylons and high heels. They were encouraged to do a lot of bending over serving passengers giving some very revealing upskirt beaver shots to leering passengers.

Even though many of the pilots were married, including myself, we took advangtage of these women every chance we got. Threesomes, foursomes, gangbangs, lesbian sex, interacial sex, vibrators and dildos were an everynight occurrence on scheduled layovers. The shit that we did to these women would probably get us fired and arrested today.

It even carried over to my home life. I had no problem cheating on my wife. I had a true obsession with pussy and I did not care about the consequences. I knew some of my pilot buddies were fucking my 40 year old, big tit, redheaded wife Natalie and I didn't care because I was also fucking their wives on the side. The smell of another woman's perfume, alcohol and her pussy ruled my life.

My wife and I were also well-known for hosting wild parties with pilots and their wives/girlfriends and stewardesses and their boyfriends. The expectation of sex was everywhere.

Our young sons and and their buddies loved to watch our pool parties from their bedroom windows. We would play a lot of games in the pool, including chicken fights, which usually ended with the women's tops being pulled off and thrown into the deep end of the pool. Our boys and their buddies got an education and an eyeful of mature stewardess tits, pussy and ass.

So the point I'm trying to make here is that throughout my life pussy has been a dominant theme. When my wife passed away when I was 60 I continued persuing mature pussy anywhere I could find it.

I found fuckable women in bars, at church, shoppping centers, and grocery stores. Pussy was everywhere and I attacked it like a wild beast. When my son suggested moving into a Senior Living facility I figured my wild pussy days were over. I could not have been more wrong.

My son scheduled a visit to a a very nice upscale Senior community and a meeting with the administrator, Mrs. Vandenberg. She greeted us in the lobby and I almost immediately got a hard on. So did my son.

Mrs. Vandenberg looked very much like my deceased wife with flaming red hair piled up high on her head, large tits in a tight blouse, tight skirt and high heels. Regardless of whether or not I decided to live there, I was going to do my best to rough fuck Mrs. Vandenberg one way or the other.

It happened to be the nightly happy hour as we were taking our tour so most of residents were in the lobby having cocktails and socializing. I was shocked. The ratio of women to men was 20 to 1. Most of the women were in their 60's and 70's, good looking and wealthy. A target rich pussy enviornment.

While we were touring the lobby a couple of ladies jokingly said, 'Mrs. Vandenberg, we sure hope your friend decides to join our community, we already have plans for him." We all laughted but their message was loud and clear. They liked the way I looked and they wanted cock.

We finished our tour and went back to Mrs. Vandenbergs office to talk business. My son and I sat across from Mrs. Vandenbergs desk. To our surprise she got up from behind her deck, came around and sat on her desk right in front of us.

Mrs. Vandenberg proceeded to do a classic slow Sharon Stone leg cross with her her lushious mature legs right in our face making sure both of us got a good look at her smooth thighs and her bright yellow panties.

My son and I both looked at each other and smiled. Mrs. Vandenberg was putting on quite a sales presentation and we were liking what she was selling. I signed the agreement right then and there that I was going to join the community and moved in a month later.

I also knew in the back of my mind that at some point Mrs. Vandenberg was going to feel my large thick cock balls deep in her mature pussy pushing up against her cervix just like I did with my wife. However, her pussy would have to wait. There were more mature pussies that needed to be satisfied.

Once word got around that I was a retired pilot, I was elevated to rock star status. The pilot mystic still worked, even on mature senior women.

I was single, good looking, wealthy and had one more thing going for me that the ladies didn't know yet. I was extremely well hung. The ladies were about to discover my secret.

I found out quickly that the women hung out in groups. One particular group of 5 ladies were the prettiest, the wealthiest and the most aggressive about sex. They really came on to me and made it very clear that they wanted me to visit their rooms for sex.

The best thing about this group of ladies was that there was no jealousy. They didn't mind if I was fucking one of them or all of them. They just wanted cock and I was readty to give it to them. They were about to experience the biggest, thickest white cock that their pussies had ever experieced and I was not going to be gentle.

Mrs Vandenberg made it clear that romantic interludes in the community were frowned upon because it creates drama between the residents. Well, Mrs. Vandenberg didn't know what was hanging between my legs. I knew that once she found out about the size of my swinging dick she would become more interested in me. I would deal with her later.

The 5 ladies didn't care about drama. I also knew from experience that once the ladies found out that I had been blessed down below word would spread like wildfire.

Helen was the first to invite me to her room late one night. Helen was in her late 60's, blonde with a tight body, big tits and oversized botox lips perfect for sucking cock.

Helen met me at the door, wearing a short black nightgown, matching black panties and high heels. She made us a couple drinks and we sat down on the sofa. It didn't take Helen long to start seducing me putting one hand on my thigh and the other around my neck as she kissed me with her luscious botox lips. I would soon feel those lips wrapped around my cock.

I figured there was no reason to be shy so as I worked my tongue inside Helen's mouth, I also slipped a strap off her shoulder, exposing one of her nicely shaped hanging mature tits. I squeezed it hard and pinched her nipple letting her know I as going to manhandle her.

She threw her head back, moaned and put both her hands behind my head pulling me towards her. It was almost as if she wanted me to rape her and I was more than willing. She had no idea what she was in for, and she would certainly feel it the next morning.

I sat back on the couch and told Helen, " Stand up sweetheart and strip for me." Helen was more than willing. She stood up right in front of me and pulled he nightgown over her head showing off her big, hanging, blue veined milkers that were begging to be squeezed.

I pulled Helen towards me, grabbed both tits and started sucking her silver dollar size nipples. I started to softly bite her nipples, and she said, "Harder." I bit down harder on her nipple and pulled it towards me, stretching it until she started to whimper. I let her loose and did the same her other nipple.

I kissed my way from her nipples, down her stomach to her panty line and told her, "Drop your panties sweetheart." Helen stepped back, put her fingers in her waistband and let her panties fall down around her high heeled ankles showing me her 60 something year trimmed pussy. I kissed her puffy pussy lips and told her, "Sit on the couch Helen but leave your high heels on."

Helen sat on the edge of the couch, and I stepped in between her wide open spread legs. As I took off my shirt, I told Helen, "Unzip my pants and pull out my cock Helen." I wanted to see the expression on her botox swollen lips and face when she saw the size of my whopper.

She didn't disappoint me. I had always gone commando so she had easy access to my swelling cock. She looked up at me with wide eyes, and surprise as she got the first feel of my cock. She said, "Oh my God," as she struggled to get my entire cock out of my pants. She used her forearm to measure the size of my cock. It reached from her wrist to her elbow and was as thick as her frail forearm.

She immediately started licking and kissing my cock from my balls to the head before she wrapped her puffy lips around my cock. I put my hands on my hips and watched Helen face fuck herself on my white whopper. She was in heaven and so was I. It was obvious Helen had a lot of experience sucking cock.

I dropped my pants and pushed Helen back on the couch. Helen was spread wide open with one leg over the back of the couch and the other leg on the floor. I kissed my way up her thighs and started licking her pink swolen clit with my tongue. Her pussy tasted like sweet wine.

She moaned in ecstasy as I shoved my tongue chin deep Immediately making her toes curl with a leg shaking orgasm. She would not let me loose. She put both her hands behind my head, grinding my face in her pussy and said, "Eat me you son of a bitch." I did not disappoint her as I bit and tugged on her pussy lips. She finally pushed me away and said,"Fuck me hard."

Her pussy was wet but very tight. She was struggling to handle my cock as I worked it into her pussy inch by inch. She started moaning and crying at the same time as she tried to handle what I figured was the biggest cock she had ever had.

She finally blurted out, "I can't take anymore, please stop. I can't take any more."

I had heard that same plea for mercy from women all my life as they tried to handle my cock. I had learned from experience that if I kept pounding away at a woman's pussy it will eventually stretch to accommodate my cock.

I ignored Helen's plea for mercy. Instead I pinned her arms over her head against the armrest and continued giving Helen slow, deep deliberate strokes causing her pain while stretching her pink, mature pussy inch by inch. Helen wanted cock and she was going to get it but she would pay the price for many days after.

I knew Helen would be talking to her friends about her big cock experience, and I wanted her friends to know what to expect. Helen's pussy was soaked but I was still only halfway in when Helen started to shake and tremble with multiple orgasms.

I finally decided to show Helen's pussy some mercy. I stood up and straddled Helen's face, I wanted to see her swollen fish lips wrapped around my cock one more time. Helen opened her mouth and eagerly took my cock flicking it with her tongue. She wanted me to come in her mouth and I did not disappoint her.

I unloaded my jizz load until it was flowing out of the corners of her mouth. I told her," Swallow it Helen, swallow it." Helen winced and gagged as she struggled to swallow my load. She eventually closed her eyes and choked it all down her throat. She smiled at me and pulled me in for a deep tongue goodnight kiss and said "Thank you."

Helen did not show up for breakfast the next morning with her usual group of friends but I could tell they had talked to her because the ladies gave me a lot of attention the next morning. When they finished their breakfast, one of the ladies stopped by my table and slipped me a note. It simply read, "My name is Martha. I want the Helen experience. 8 o'clock tonight.

Martha was a wealthy, 71 year old woman from New York City. The rumor was that she inherited a lot of money when her husband passed away. She was a slender woman with shoulder length, red hair, deep, green eyes. She had very large firm breasts and always showed a lot of cleavage.

The young servers that worked at the facility were always checking out Martha and looking down her blouse to get a peek at her magnificent tits. Those magnificent tits were on full display when she met me at the door.

Martha was wearing a very tight deep green knee length dress showing a lot of cleavage. It was obvious Martha was aroused and not wearing her bra. Her nipples were pushing against her immediately drawing my attention.

Martha put my face in her hands and met me with a deep, warm, wet kiss. My cock was already starting to get hard and I wanted her to know it. I always went commando so I knew she could easily feel my growing cock as I pressed it agains her thigh. Martha looked at me with wide eyes as she got her first sense of my size. She said, "Helen was right."

Martha poured both of us a glass of wine, took my hand and took me straight to her bedroom. She was not only anxious to see my cock, but she also wanted to show off her beautiful body.

She turned her back to me and said "Please unzip me dear, I have something I would like to show you." I unzipped her dress down to her lower back and she let it fall to the floor.

She stepped out of her dress, wearing nothing but her ruby red high heels. She turned around, showing me her large firm breasts with rockhard nipples and her totally shaved hairless pussy.

It was obvious that Martha came from wealth and power. It also became obvious that Martha liked it rough. She wanted to be in charge. She raised her arms over her head, and slowly shook her magnificent tits and told me, "Pinch my nipples."

I gave her more than she expected. I not only pinched and tugged on her nipples, but I used them to lift her hanging tits up off her chest and held them up until I could see tears starting to well up in her eyes.

I pinched her nipples harder until she gasped. I released her nipples and let her mature tits fall back to her chest. I was now in charge. I told her, "Sit on the bed honey and take out my cock." She obeyed.

At that point my cock was straining to get out of my pants and she knew it. She unzipped my pants, and my cock immediately popped out, almost hitting her in the face. She had heard from Helen that I was well hung but she was not expecting this. She put her hand over her mouths and said, "Oh my god."

I had her right where I wanted her. She was totally naked, sitting on the bed with my cock, staring her in the face. This green eyed beauty was about to suck the biggest cock she's ever had but first I wanted to eat her pussy.

I stripped off my clothes and stood in front of her letting her stroke my rock hard cock and my hanging balls. I pushed her back on the bed grabbing her by her ankles and spreading her pussy wide open. She was pink, wet, and defenseless.

I drove her crazy kissing my way up both her inner thighs, circling her pussy, making sure not to touch it.. After a few minutes, she was literally begging me to lick her pussy.

Her swollen clit was an easy target and I locked on to it and sucked on it genty massaging it with my tongue. She grabbed onto the bedspread with both hands as she convulsed in a twitching screaming orgasm. It was now time for Martha to experience what Helen had experienced the night before.

Martha was a small woman, but her 71 year old pussy easily handled my entire cock. She locked her ankles around my waist still wearing her ruby red heels and pulled me deep into her pussy. She pinched her own nipples as I pounded sweet Martha balls deep.

Martha was whinning and wailing as I pounded her wealthy pussy until she squirted the bed in a thunderous climax. I wanted to give her the full Helen experience, so I pulled my cock out and laid it across her lips and said, "Open."

She immediately started to gag as I pushed the head of my cock into her mouth and started to unload my balls with my hands on my hips, looking down at her deep green eyes with my cock in her mouth. I grunted and growled as I straddled her face while she drained my balls and took it all.

Looking down at her I commanded her to, "Swallow, swallow all of it." She gulped down my entire load making sure to lick the head of my cock not wasting a drop. She gave my hanging balls and my drained cock a good night kiss and told me it was time for me to leave.

Martha was not at breakfast the next morning with the other ladies and they all knew why. Helen made it a point to give me a nod and a wink acknowledging that she enjoyed our night together.

After the ladies had finished their breakfast, I was slipped another note. The note read, "I want the Martha experience. Tonight 8:00. Maria.

I found out very quickly that Maria was much more kinky than Helen and Martha and it totally turned me on. Janice was a 65 year old hispanic with dark hair, big hanging tits, a strong Mexican accent and a wild personality.

She knew what she wanted and was not shy about it. She was into bondage and punishment. She wanted it rough. Right up my alley.

Maria met me at the door wearing tight black leather pants, high heels and a black leather push up bra. Her hair was piled high with bright red lipstick.

I immediately started to get hard as she greeted me with a deep open mouth kiss. Maria mixed us each a powerful margarita, and took me to the couch.

As soon as I sat down, she climbed on my lap and straddled me with her tits in my face. She reached around behind her back and undid her bra, unleashing two magnificent large nippled tits. She squeezed her tits together and pushed them in my face telling me to please bite her nipples.

I sucked, bit and tugged on her nipples pulling them towards me. I noticed two clothespins on the coffee table in front of us. I knew exactly what she wanted me to do with those clothes pins.

I grabbed the clothes pins, pinched one of them open and hung it on her left nipple. She winced in pain, which is exactly what we both wanted. I did the same to her right nipple. I bucked Maria up and down on my lap, watching her nipple ornaments flop up and down, causing her more pain.

Maria climbed off my lap and walked me down the hallway towards her bedroom, looking like a cheap whore in leather pants and high heels with clothes pins hanging off her magnificent nipples.

We got to the bedroom and she had a variety of her sex toys laid out on the bed waiting for us, including ropes, handcuffs, and a leather strap. I immediately sat topless Maria down on the bed and unzipped my pants right in her face.