Note: Hazel just is learning about sex as an acceptable activity. For all her life, she has felt guilty about masturbating, even embarrassed to discuss it with her husband Henry. He has been patiently exposing her to sex without guilt for longer than twenty years. Surprised, Henry has learned watching her videos that a lot of things he thought all his life were wrong.
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After 70 years of guilty sex, Hazel had opened the door to guilt-free love for herself and her husband by the simple act of spending $49.99 to buy a mail-order set of DVD. She had impulsively ordered them. Henry had retrieved the package in the mail and inadvertently viewed one before she told him about having ordered them.
He asked her to explain. When she did, they knew for sure that the barn door was wide open for dialog, discovery, experience, and participation in sex acts of what seemed like an almost unbelievable variety of possibilities to her and to him.
They were in their 70's full of conservative upbringing. She was raised Catholic, while he was given the choice of as many different churches as his mother could take him to learn about first hand. He had chosen Episcopal because he liked the preacher and the pomp and formality. He attended the Baptist Youth Group because his girlfriend was the Baptist minister's daughter. He held no great sway for a church, as he eventually didn't use one anymore. But the community influence was strong and conservative for both of them as kids growing up in the western US. It consequently influenced how they thought today at age 70. Additionally, they had both read 'Atlas Shrugged' and 'The Fountainhead' and were able to relate to each other and discuss them when they first met.
When he asked for her explanation of the priorities of the subjects of the DVD's since there were over fifty titles to select from, she told him that she ordered them in the order of her lifelong curiosities. She had chosen, in this order, the following titles: masturbation, anal, lesbian, group, female Dom, toys, and fantasy. She had received a bonus DVD about exhibition and voyeurism.
Hazel had always liked masturbating as a teenager. She only did it infrequently, but once she married at eighteen years of age, wouldn't do it again until she was single and thirty years old because the church always had said it was a sin. She was suspicious that when she died she was going to have a few fingers missing from the constant rubbing she had learned to do now that her DVD's had proven to her that it was okay, and even healthy for seniors to do a lot for health and strength.
They were able to position themselves in the living room to watch the DVD so that they could in the strong bright light see clearly each other's genitals. His cock was hard as frozen chicken and looked a lot like a chicken neck with a bright reddish comb on the end which was what the crown of his cock looked like this afternoon with the white leather shoelace he used as a homemade cock ring. He had it wrapped twice around the base of the crown and it was turning the head of his cock dark red.
She had two white bath towels folded beneath her in preparation for any possible mess that her jilling herself would cause. On the pool deck where she had been sunning, her first fingering after watching the DVD 'Masturbation,' had led to an apparent ejaculation which had created a mess and possibly a dark stain. She hoped the sun would bleach the stain away.
They each had a remote for the DVD player so that either of them could control the show. They had learned to do that years ago to ease sharing the many viewing features available on the new TV. That way they could routinely both tweak different features when they watched something together.
When the DVD started, they were holding hands, and that lasted only until the credits had faded away. Then and the smallest, blackest cock and the wettest, whitest pussy ever placed in the same room were shown getting comfortable in a room a lot like their living room. She adjusted the sound, he adjusted the image to HD. They both blew each other a kiss and reached for their genitals as though choreographed to be a synchronized grope. She then asked him to stop and stand in front of her so she could take a picture of his little cock with the girly looking ruffle around the crown. He was proud to have himself photographed. Hazel had to hurry because he said he was getting an erection and it was happening fast. As soon as she had the pictures, he tightened a white leather shoelace twice around the crown of his cock. His cock's head immediately started to swell and the skin pulled taut and shiny.
