Our local
council had taken an initiative during lock-down to encourage older people to
use skype to meet new people on the basis that there were quite a lot of lonely
silver surfers out there.
I signed up
as I was bored out of my skull during this isolation due to the fact that I
could not visit any of my local granny fuck mates.
I was not
expecting very much but there could always be some old biddies who would give
me a show to wank to.
I struck
lucky on my third outing with Felicity. She emailed me saying that she would
rather speak to a young person rather than some old fogies. This was
interesting as she was in her late sixties and I was just 24.
When she
answered I was pleasantly surprised to see her. A nice slightly wrinkled
smiling face and more to the point a pair of quite large tits and as she was
wearing a quite daring lowish cut button down dress, her cleavage was nice and
winkled too.
This is how
our video chat went. (F means Falicity,
M is me)
F – How nice
this is, I was hoping it would be a nice young man . What’s your name?
M - Hi
Felicity, I am Robin, pleased to be having this video chat with you. I must
say, you are not what I expected.
F – And what
was that?
M – Well
someone not as attractive as you. You know, someone who was more conservative,
dressed more like an elderly lady.
F. Well,
Robin, I still like to think I am desirable. But what interests me, is why
would you want to talk to an oap like me why not a younger lady?
M – I must
own up Felicity, I find that young women a very fickle and they just like my
money and what it can buy them. Whereas most of my most intimate lady friends
are like you. They are more genuine and they don’t muck me about.
F- You
mentioned the word intimate. That sounds to me that you have a ‘personal understanding’?
M – Now
you’re putting me on the spot here Felicity and I don’t want to shock or
embarrass you. Let’s just say we fulfil our needs with each other.
F – Oh all
right, what else do you want to talk about?
M – Well,
are you married, have children are you happy. I know it’s hard during this
lock-down.
F. Yes I was
married, but now widowed only last year and I miss him terribly. I have two grown up kids who can’t be
bothered with me unless they need money and to be frank with you, I am now 68
and have decided to, excuse me for saying this, but screw them I now want to
live my life the way I want – not how they want.
M- Well,
that is a brave move. You said you
missed your husband, in what way?
F – Now you
have put me on the spot, Robin. As you have been honest with me, I will be the
same with you – although I have never ever said this to anyone else – but I
hope you will not think me as some wanton woman.
M – I really
like wanton women Felicity. Nothing you say will shock me.
F- I
suspected that to be the case Robin. So here goes. My husband Peter and I,
unlike a lot of couples, had a very healthy sex life right up to he died. It was amazing but he could still get very
hard erections even at the age of 75. And to be totally honest, I miss his
penis, and all the things we did with each other. I suppose looking back at
what we did sexually, you could class me as very highly sexed.
M – What
about meeting someone new?
F – Robin,
how many me in my age group can even get a hard on let alone maintain one – sorry
to be blunt but that’s the truth.
M- Well, I
understand you there, in fact hearing you talk about your problem is getting me
quite aroused, Felicity.
F – Oh
Robin, that’s lovely, let me see it now!
M – Ok, but
only if you show me you lovely tits.
F – Deal and
I throw in my hairy cunt – I love that word it always sounds so dirty.
With that she undid her dress and took it off and I did the same with my trousers and pants.
Seeing
her naked got my cock so very hard. She was sex on legs. Her extremely wrinkled
tits were hanging down almost to her lovely flabby belly covered in stretch
marks which just overlapped her nice, now quite wet, hairy cunt.
F – Oh Robin
you have a massive thick cock it must be a good 10 inches. I would love
that up my hairy cunt right now.
M – Shall we
have a wank together Felicity and talk really dirty.
F- Oh yes
please.
We move
our chairs back so we both could see each other bodies and proceed to wank off.
Needless
to say, we did not last long, and after about 10 minutes we made arrangements
to meet on line all through lock down.
Our next
chat
I was very
keen to find just how perverted old Felicity was in the day and even now.
Here’s what
she told me.
F- Before I
was married, I was a very nice girl but I am happy to say that my hubby was a
really dirty so and so and he was so good to me with his cock giving me great
orgasms that I became a sex addict.
One of the
strangest things I found was that I got the strongest orgasms when I was
washing up in the morning. He would come up behind me and start playing with my
tits and nipples and then move down to diddling my prominent clit – which
always got me fired up. As I got more randy, I started to piss myself – I could
not help it. I believe it’s called squirting these days.
He was
really into it and then stuck his cock up my shit hole and fucked me like mad.
With four fingers up my cunt and his cock in my arse, I literally pissed all over
the floor when I came and he shot wads and wads of spunk right up into my
bowels.
I tell you
Robin, it was fantastic, when he pulled out, his cum oozed down my legs. We stood there mesmerised. It was so
perverted it was good. And we used to do
that ever week as part of our what I called our play time.
When we were
younger we had sex at least twice a day but as the kids came along that tailed
off. But when they had left home we were back to being sex mad. I really loved feeling his spunk shoot up my
cunt and Oz out down my legs. But as he got older that to reduced in flow so to
speak.
So, one
afternoon, I asked him bring some of mates around to fuck me- my record was 4,
one after the other. And boy did I enjoy all their thick lovely cream.
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