I was 22 and finishing up my last summer after graduating college. I was a wild party girl working at a dive bar in a rural area. Regulars were truckers from the interstate and some older gentleman who got together for drinks most evenings. They were generally mild mannered, but would sometimes get a bit drunk and rowdy. When they did, the dirty old man inside of them tended to come out. They were all in their 70s and 80s and loved talking about the pussies they fucked, the porn they watched.
I had 38DD tits that poured out of every top I wore. I also admittedly loved to wear low-cut tops and enjoyed the stares I got from men. Especially older men. I'd found myself turned on by my professors in college and increasingly would get wet at the stares I got from old men sizing up my big tits. I'm talking men in their 50s, 60s and even older. It seemed the older the man staring at me, the wetter I'd get. In the last months of college, I'd finally started giving into my desires and enjoyed several hookups with much older men. But up until that point, I'd only had encounters with men in their 50s and 60s.
When these old men at the bar would get raunchy, I couldn't help but get wet hearing them. They were so old, but it turned me on to think about them jacking their hard old cocks watching hardcore porn. One night, a new old man joined them. I overheard them talking about him just moving to the area in a new senior living community. He was 82 and widowed. It was a night where they got a little tipsy. And while I was serving the table, they asked the new old man the last time he'd felt a pussy on his cock. He said it'd been 11 years. But that he still got rock hard and loved edging to porn. But that his hand was the most action his cock had in a long time.
My pussy immediately tingled at the thought of the 82 year old man rock hard. One of the old men in the group turned to me as I leaned over the table grabbing glasses and said, "Well, we can't give you a pussy. But maybe young Misty Rose here would be willing to share a flash of those big, hot tits of hers with you." I was known for sometimes flashing the bar, so it wasn't out of the ordinary to ask me. I told them to let me take care of the truckers waiting for their check, and I'd be back for the old man.
As I walked away, I felt my pussy juice oozing between my legs. I gave the truckers their check and watched them walk out. I walked back over to the old men and asked if their buddy was ready to see the best tits of his life. My 38DDs are all natural and sit perky. I loved wearing them in a push up bra, but pulling them out of the bra while working. My nipples would show through my shirt and the cleavage would bounce to all the old men's delight. I've been told more than once that I have tits made for porn and once I started fucking old men, heard the same about my pussy.
