The old man paced in his home waiting anxiously for Charlene to show up. He looked at his watch noting that it was a few minutes before 9:00am their scheduled meet time. He looked out his living room window down the street towards Charlene's home and saw her walking awkwardly in his direction. She stopped along the way as a delivery truck passed slowly. She seemed to be trying to flag the driver down but was unsuccessful. Finally she walked up the path to his door and knocked.
The old man opened the door to a dishevelled Charlene. She was again dressed professionally in a suit jacket, blouse and tight-fitting skirt that fell just above her knees. This time however her hair looked uncombed and she seemed unsteady on her feet. The old man noticed that one of the heels on her shoes was missing and he could have sworn that she was not wearing a bra given the sensuous sway underneath her blouse which had the three top buttons missing.
"Good morning Charlene," the old man said as if nothing was amiss.
"Morning Vincent," she replied stepping into his home as if there was nothing unusual.
The old man closed the door and entered her mind. He had to find out what was going on with her. He quickly learned that she had tried to attract the attention of the delivery driver by undoing her blouse but had only succeeded in popping the three top buttons. Her goal had been clear -- she had wanted to be fucked and, at the time, any male would do. The old man was a bit shocked and released her aware that nymphomania had taken hold.
Charlene casually opened her brief case and took out the plans of the completed interior decoration which she placed on the old man's kitchen table and began to unfold. He watched her closely as she bent at the waist thrusting her ass towards him seemingly occupied with straightening the paper plans. He watched her wiggle her ass in astonishment. Could it be possible... he thought.
Without hesitation the old man walked up behind her, took hold of her hips and pushed his erection up against her ass. He remained ready to occupy her mind if he had misread the signs. Charlene grabbed the edge of the table tightly and without looking back let out a sensual moan that encouraged him. He moved back a step and reaching around undid her skirt, dropped to his knees and pulled it to the ground at her feet. Charlene had not been wearing panties and to say that she was wet would have been an understatement. The inside of both her legs was wet to her ankles and she had begun to pant. The scent of her was overpowering and the sight of her luscious rounded ass caused his cock to harden further.
The old man got to his feet and quickly removed his pants and underwear. He couldn't remember being this hard as he quickly moved into position and thrust deep in one smooth motion. The old man and Charlene both yelled "fuck" at the same time.
Charlene thrust her hips back as if to dislodge the old man but she wanted, no needed, the motion of a long hard cock thrusting steadily and deep. The old man didn't let her down as he pushed aggressively into the wanton beautiful woman at his complete disposal.
As he fucked her deep he reached around and felt her upper body confirming that she was not wearing a bra. His fingers latched on to her nipples and squeezed as his erection pummeled her cervix. Charlene screamed as her pussy clenched the old man as her first orgasm hit her hard. "Oooohhhh..." she growled, "More! More Vincent! My pussy, my tits, my ass are yours!".
The old man reluctantly let go of her breasts so he could fuck her with longer strokes which she definitely appreciated. "Fuuuccckkk..." she yelled, "I'm coming again...". She didn't have to tell him as he felt a vice-like grip on his erection a second time as she convulsed and shook. "Don't stop Victor...keep fucking me like that, "Oooooohhhhhh...". "I need it so bad!!!"
The couple worked feverishly against each other enjoying the sensations of their connection. Minutes passed by as the speed of the penetration began to increase. "Come in me Vincent!" she said as she thrust back against him. Vincent bent his knees and found the strength for a final burst of energy. "Dammmm.." he yelled as his cock swelled and let loose three quick bursts of semen deep within her driving her to another orgasm. "Ooooohhhhhh Gawddddd....", she yelled as she came moments after him.
Their pace continued for another minute until they stopped with the old man's pelvis in full contact with her ass. "Mmmmmm..." she moaned in post-coital bliss. The old man was breathing heavily as if he had run a marathon but he was recovering quickly as he felt her pussy gently squeezing him as if in thanks.
The old man patted her buttocks and pulled back staring down as he withdrew a very wet and contented semi-erection from a very fulfilled pussy. Charlene stayed in that bent-over position for a bit as if to give him a chance to view her in detail before standing and turning towards him. She looked into his eyes and gave him one of the sexiest smiles he could remember in his lifetime. Then without warning she reached down and grasped his penis slowly stroking it from base to tip. She shuffled forward as it hardened directing it to her opening. The old man matched her movement and moved slowly back into her until their pelvises were again in full contact. She looked into his eyes and smiled again. He felt her pussy squeeze him again as they rocked gently against each other.
The old man smiled back, "Darmar right?".
She nodded. "He taught me many tricks", she said as her eyes partly closed as she felt his cock beginning to return to full hardness. She reached for her blouse and undid the remaining buttons peeling back the fabric revealing her amazing large breasts capped with hardened nipples that seemed to throb in anticipation. The old man obliged her by leaning forward and sucking each nipple deep into his mouth. Charlene leaned back thrusting her tits hard into the old man's mouth. She felt his hands move down to grip her ass as his full erection returned. He began to push more aggressively against her. She quickly returned the favour as they fucked each other standing up.
The old man had rarely used this position and had forgotten how intense it could be. Clearly Charlene was a pro thanks to Darmar and she angled her hips downward that increased the old man's sensation encouraging him to speed up. Together they rocked against each other moaning and groaning their way to aan orgasm which, this time, hit them at the same time. The old man grabbed at Charlene's tits as he came. The swelling of the old man's cock and spray of semen sent her over the edge into yet one more orgasm. She felt the sensations emanating from her neck to her toes as she finally was satiated. She hugged the old man in the throes of orgasm whispering her thanks into his ear. What man on the planet wouldn't give one of his testicles to have passionate sex with a woman like Charlene only to have her thank him for the privilege.
The old man hesitantly withdrew from her taking in every inch of her luscious sexy body and thought of the three college kids that had attended the recent party at her home. He had initially dismissed the idea of an encounter between her and the three boys as too risky but after today's events he believed he could pull it off and use it to his advantage to help explain her disappearance. He also believed that she would willingly participate but he would not know for sure until the day had passed. There was much more he wanted to do with Charlene.
Standing near naked Charlene looked at the old man, "do you want to go over the decorating plans now?" she asked coyly.
The old man laughed, his eyes running up and down her beautiful body. "What do you think?" he asked.
Charlene laughed. "That's what I thought."
"Charlene I have something to show you in the basement," the old man said.
She tilted her head to one side looking at him longingly, her eyes drifting to a semi-erect penis that had pleasured her immensely.
"I think I can trust you Vincent," she began, "is there something in your basement that I will enjoy?"
The old man nodded, "I guarantee it!" he added.
"Well then maybe we should get to it," she said.
"We should clean up first," he said, "why don't you use my shower Charlene."
"Will you be joining me?".
The old man continued to be shocked by the beautiful woman who was half his age.
He grinned and said, "I accept the invitation and perhaps I can help you reach certain places much more efficiently."
"Oh I'm counting on that Vincent!" she said with a sexy smile.
Thirty minutes later after washing, fucking and toweling off they sat in the darkened living room in light bath robes with the blinds closed. The old man had brought Charlene to two more orgasms -- one with his mouth as he loved eating pussy and one with his substantial cock. The primal sounds she made while cumming would be part of his dreams for weeks to come. But before introducing her to the machines it was time for a frank discussion. Charlene was unlike any other woman he had ever encountered and he needed to learn more. Truth be told, if it wasn't for her nymphomania and the promises he had made to his client he would have done his best to keep her although he knew that even with his stamina that he wouldn't be enough for her. As it was he was sure that he was finished for the day while she was eyeing him clearly ready for a lot more.
They sat in silence for a few minutes appraising each other before Charlene spoke up.
"Vincent how do you know about Darmar?
The old man just looked at her and remained silent.
"You have been watching me for awhile haven't you?"
"It is hard not to," he replied with a smile.
She stared at him in playful curiosity. "I am guessing that you hired private investigators?".
Again the old man remained silent.
"Do you know where Darmar is?" she asked hopefully.
"No," the old man lied.
"I know what he is to you though," he said.
"I don't believe you know the half of it Vincent. Before Darmar I avoided men. To me they were predatory only caring about themselves and their pleasure. Then there were the lying women who were more like men than women with lust for other women. They wanted women like me to use and abuse over and over again. My upbringing kept me sheltered for so long until I met Darmar. He was a real charmer. He listened to me and cared for me. He never made advances that would have made me uncomfortable. I slowly began to trust him and when that trust was complete it was me who made the advances. At first he kindly rejected those advances telling me that he did not want to take advantage of me based on what was expected in societal norms. The more he rejected me the more I wanted him. Then one day the rejections ended and he not only accepted me completely but he took me under his wing and introduced me to the world of pleasure. In time I became what you see today. I did everything with him and craved more. He was a skilled lover and well endowed, even a bit larger than you Vincent. But the key was he knew how to pleasure me in so many ways. I was devastated when he was deported. I didn't know what to do. The lessons I learned remained strong in me just under the surface. I wanted to experience more and more orgasms and I didn't care what I had to do to achieve them but my upbringing finally came back to haunt me. I repressed those feelings and thought that I had them under control, but you know that is no longer the case. The cravings have begun to overwhelm me and I don't know what to do. My husband Jim would never understand and even if he did I have reached a point of no return where one man is no longer enough."
She suddenly sat forward and uncrossed her legs and opened the robe. I watched her spread her legs wide.
"You see Vincent!," she said looking down at swollen pussy lips which glistened with her secretions, her clit standing upright.
"Even after everything we did the cravings are returning," she said her eyes locked on my covered crotch which was temporarily out of commission.
"I can help," the old man added wagging his tongue.
She laughed. "This pussy needs a hard cock Vincent not a soft tongue but I appreciate the offer." She looked toward the front door as if expecting hard cocks to come strolling in.
