Going Back for More Pt. 01

I don't suppose there are many 60 year old guys, having regular sex with three women. Certainly not with ones that don't stand on street corners.

What makes it almost far-fetched, is that two of these women were formerly married to me and the other still is.

But I'm ahead of myself here. I think I need to give some historic information.

I was kind of late getting serious with a girl. In my younger years I tended to focus on sports. I was never a professional but I was a good standard amateur at both boxing and soccer. I made sure I kept fit and, of course, I did score with a few girls but nothing was long-term, just as I liked it.

In my late 20's I suffered anterior cruciate ligament damage, whilst playing soccer and that pretty much ended my sporting career.

No more games as a striker in soccer and goodbye to my boxing at welterwight class. I had kept my weight at a steady 145 pounds but the next few years saw me put on some weight and also gain a wife at the age of 33.

Ellie was the same age but her mother didn't take to me, or more accurately, she didn't take to anyone threatening to take her daughter away. Ellie was a pretty girl, with such a cute smile and button-nose. Oh and did I mention her tits? They were huge but unfortunately she had little feeling in her nipples and so we could never truly share the fun. She was rather straight-laced and was a 'missionary' position only girl. She did not give head and so my first marriage was sexually dull. Ellie gave me two sons but work got between us and we drifted apart after eight years together.

I met my second wife, Sandie, when I was 42. She was the polar opposite of Ellie, sex-wise. She was small in size, 5 foot 4, but was a chubby ball of lust. Good tits and a lovely big ass and she just loved sucking cock. Too good to be true? Sadly, yes, because she just couldn't be faithful and after nine years of marriage, she went off with a church elder.

That then took me to wife number three, Jan, who is still there. She is five years younger than me. Jan is big in all the right places and our sex-life started great but her existing family demand so much of her time that I often feel an afterthought.

So now you're up to date with the main 'characters', as it were. I just have to fill you in on what happened next.

It really started when my mother died last year. She was 80 and she fell foul of a virus, not COVID.

I had to inform all who knew her and advise them of the funeral date. I contacted my oldest son, Cammy and he said he would tell his mum. I didn't have her number and had barely spoken to her since we had split up. I had always been friendly with a neighbour of Sandie and she kept in touch with her. Olivia said she'd get her to call me, as Sandie had changed her number.

Both women subsequently called me and said they would be there.

On the day, Ellie turned up with my two lads, now in their 20's. I couldn't help but notice her. She now had grey hair but still I was drawn to those tits. Even in my grief I imagined suckling on her huge nipples.

Sandie had brought a female friend as company, which did cause a laugh, as my current wife remarked through gritted teeth that my ex was making eyes at me. Jan had never met Sandie and I had to inform her that it was her mystery companion that was looking at me.

All were invited to the 'wake' and both Ellie and Sandie turned up. True to form Jan had to leave to take her eldest son to the airport. Ellie was first to pounce and after the usual niceties dived in with a shock comment.

"I never wanted us to split up, you know."

"Ellie, not here, not now. If you want to talk about stuff give me a call and we can maybe have a drink?"

"Will you tell Jan?" she asked mischievously.

I shrugged. "Just let me get this out of the way Ellie, please."

She then surprised me as she leant forward and kissed me on the cheek.

"I look forward to it darling." She smiled and went back to sit with my sons.

Sandie wasn't going to let that lie and she was next at my side.

I admit I was quite cold to her.

"Thank you for paying your respects Sandie. Isn't it time you were back to your man?"

Sandie looked a little embarrassed "Me and Colin broke up last year."

"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that." I said sarcastically.

A wave of guilt came over me "Look, I'm sorry, that was a crass comment. I really am sorry."

Sandie smiled "Don't be, he was hopeless in bed. Never gave me what you did."

"Errr look, now isn't the time, we could maybe have a coffee soon, if you like?" I was a little surprised but also aroused.

"Oh, I would like" and she passed me a little note with her number on it.

With that, she returned to her friend. I watched her go and she still had that sexy ass. Was she wiggling it at me or was I just dreaming? She now had short hair dyed with a deep red.

I suddenly realised that two women of my past were going to become a part of my present and my cock was rock-hard at the thought.

That night, Jan was all apologies for having to leave early and was super-attentive in the bedroom. As I've said, she is a big girl, with lovely soft skin, barely a blemish on it. Not bad for 50. Oh, didn't I tell you she was ten years my junior? She had a healthy sexual appetite, although she was a little selfish in bed. I loved licking her pussy and regularly made her cum that way but cocksucking was a problem. She would do it but would stop just as I was getting close, complaining of a sore jaw. On the occasions she went further, the stop came when she suspected I might cum. On this night, there were no complaints and even when I told her I was ready to shoot, she carried on sucking my 8 inch tool. I loved her lips around it and her tongue explored as it rarely had before but the picture in my mind was of Sandie, in the same situation, eagerly sucking like crazy, coaxing the cum from my cock and swallowing greedily. It was no wonder that I spurted soon afterwards. The surprise was that Jan's lips were still wrapped around my cock. She swallowed most of my jizz but some dribbled out of our mouth. She quickly downed an open can of coca cola, lying beside the bed.

"Don't expect that every night." she exclaimed, pulling a face. It was clear she was not a lover of the taste of cum.

"What made you do it tonight honey? Not that I'm complaining."

"Maybe I felt you needed a lift." she hesitated a little then said "And maybe to mark my territory. Those two ex's of yours gave you too many looks that said 'here I am, fuck me'."

I laughed as convincingly as I could.

"You forget, they both left me. I hardly think they are interested in any affair."

I continued, trying to dispel any doubts. "Also, they are both remarried. Ellie to some Turkish guy, don't ask me the details and Sandie to that phoney church creep."

I lied about both. I knew Ellie had married a Turk she met on holiday, Cammy told me but it was over when she found out he was only after a visa, catching him on her laptop, talking to a woman back home who had her tits out on the camera, as he wanked away.

Sandie had told me that day, that Colin was now off the scene.

Both ladies had talked to me after Jan left and my mind had me wanting another chance with both, even if it was only in the bedroom.

I felt guilty, I admit but cock always rules head, does it not?

I waited four days before I called Ellie. She was clearly surprised I had got back to her.

"Thanks Stuart, I really didn't think you'd call. I know my timing was terrible, I'm so sorry."

"What about?" I was fishing to work out her agenda.

"Us, mostly! I messed things up, I know it now. I let my work take centre stage and ignored you."

"Enough of the apologies, the past is the past......so when are we going for that drink.?"

" I'm free tomorrow. You still working for the bank in the city? I could pick you up there?" I wanted to set the details.

"Okay Stuart, I look forward to it, love you."

Those last two words took the wind out of me but I couldn't help but say " Love you too, Ellie."

I had told Jan that I would be later in, as I was going to the pub with my mate Geoff, to watch the televised football that night. I had primed Geoff, so he knew what to say if asked. I felt bad lying to her but I felt the magnetic pull of Ellie's pussy.

When I reached her work at 5pm, Ellie was already waiting for me, which was a surprise, as she had rarely been on time for anything in our time together. She'd even been 20 minutes late for our wedding. She looked good. Her grey hair had just been put in a bubble perm and she had not overdone her makeup, a fault of hers in the past. She wore the bank uniform of dark blue jacket, white blouse and dark blue, pleated, knee-length skirt, with black hosiery.

She smiled as soon as she saw me.

"Hi Stuart, I wasn't sure you'd come."

"Ellie, you always made me come. I'm not stopping now."

My opening salvo was a bit straightforward but I felt as horny as fuck and I suspected she did too.

Ellie giggled softly "You are a bad man, Stuart." Her smile told me I hadn't been wrong.

"So, are we going to that wine-bar you used to like?" I asked, trying to take control.

"Would you mind if we skipped the bar. I always feel uncomfortable with all these guys ogling my tits."

"You can't blame them, they are a pair of beautiful babies."

"I don't mind you ogling them." and at that she pushed her chest forward. Those 42C beauties nearly took my eye out.

"So where do you suggest we go, Ellie, love?"

"How about my place?" she suggested nervously.

My eyes lit up "You sure? You know what will happen?"

"Oh I know full well, Stu but I may have a few surprises for you."

"You've not got your mum there dressed in a dominatrix costume, I hope."

She laughed and took my right hand as we walked the short distance to the tram stop.

Thirty minutes later we were at her door. It was just on the decent side of the city. An apartment in a ten-storey block. It looked clean and the elevator worked.

As it moved up, she caught me unawares and kissed me full on the lips. Her left hand had wandered to my crotch and she rubbed my already hard rod, through my pants.

"Oh Stuart, I want to make things up to you." she whispered in my ear, as her hand now pulled my zip down and she grabbed my cock.

Her cool fingers made me gasp and my 8" cock was rock hard for her and she had me exactly where she wanted me. She kissed me like she was a new woman.

The escalator doors then pinged and opened. Fortunately, no-one was on the other side, as she led me by my cock to her door. As soon as we were inside, Ellie had her jacket off and those tits of hers intoxicated me.

"I have some little surprises for you Stuart." Ellie was teasing me and I loved it.

"Well as long as your mum isn't in the lounge, I'll be pleased with anything"

"Oh, don't worry, we are quite alone. You'll soon find out the surprises and I promise you'll like them."

Ellie led me to the couch and we collapsed down on it. My hand now darted under her pleated skirt and the first surprise soon hit me. Ellie was wearing stockings, which she never had before. My fingers were caressing the top of her legs now, her soft legs parting, as her grip around my cock tightened. Ellie had never been one for touching my cock in the past but now she wasn't letting it go, in case it tried to escape! No danger of that. Her soft hand moved rhythmically up and down my shaft, causing waves of pleasure to hit me.

Then another surprise hit me. My fingers had slowly travelled from her stocking-tops and now had reached the promised land. She wasn't wearing any panties! She stopped kissing me for a moment to say

"I took them off in the toilets before I left work."

"This was all planned, wasn't it?" I replied quite happily.

"Oh yes, I was always getting hold of that cock of yours and I wanted to make it easy entry, wherever we ended up."

I pulled her closer and kissed her passionately, my tongue exploring and teasing with hers.

"Get on top of me babe." I more ordered than asked.

Ellie complied happily and I felt her wet pussy lips descend onto the tip of my cock. She stopped, to remove her blouse and unhook her bra, letting those boobies tumble out. Now she lowered herself and she moaned in pleasure as my cock started to enter her. Soon, I could feel her lovely big ass nestling on my balls, my 8 inches deep inside her. Then it was like a prize race had started and she started to ride me like a jockey. Her tits bounced up and down and she was making sure she took my whole length as she rode me. Her stamina surprised me but after a few minutes, she climbed off and put her knees on the couch, with her ass pointing out.

I didn't need an invitation and quickly positioned myself behind her. I rubbed my glistening cock on her pussy lips and also nudged her ass-hole.

"Now then! Don't be naughty.....at least not tonight."

Her words made it clear that this wasn't going to be a one-off.

I plunged my cock inside her soaking pussy and started to fuck her hard. Her tits were now swinging with every stroke and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer.

The inevitable happened and my cock exploded inside Ellie, sending shocks through me. I counted three big spurts of cum and Ellie was squealing with delight.

"I've got one more surprise for you, Stuart."

Ellie said as my cock shrank out of her sodden hole.

My eyes widened as Ellie turned and took my softening cock and started to lick it, teasing the last of my juice out.

This was a new Ellie and at that moment, I wanted her back.

I held her silently for a couple of minutes, until Ellie broke the silence.

"I'll bet you're wondering how I gained such skills. Am I right?"

"You could say that. You never did these things when we were married. "

"I know and I'm sorry. It was only when I went to Turkey and met Ardem, that things changed. He showed me what I was missing out on."

"Was he big?" I asked with a touch of jealousy.

"Not really, he was smaller than you. I'd forgotten how big you are." Ellie said and blew me a kiss.

"I never stopped loving you, you know. Now we're an age we can enjoy each other. Maybe start again?"

"Whoah there Ellie! One fuck, however good, doesn't mean we should get back together."

Ellie looked disappointed but nodded.

"You're right. I've got to make you want me again. How am I doing so far?"

"You're certainly showing promise, baby" and I laughed.

"You'd better get yourself a shower. Don't want Jan smelling my pussy on you."

"I can't argue there" and I headed off to her bathroom.

When I came back, there was a can of cold beer waiting for me.

"You were meant to be at a bar, were you not?"

"You think of everything. Quite a devious mind you've developed."

"I haven't even got going yet, honey."

After a couple of drinks, I headed off, flagging down a taxi after a few minutes.

As I sat in the back, I blanked out the driver's inane chatter and tried to work out what had just happened.

That was not the same woman I was married to. She was more fun, sexually, at 60 than she ever was at 33. But it seemed clear her end goal was for us to get back together and that, all things considered, was something I didn't want. I needed to remind myself of what a dullard she was. No meaningful conversation to be had with her.

I could just end things there but my cock had the casting vote in such affairs. I would let things ride, so to speak, letting fate take its course.

Jan was asleep when i got home and I snuggled into her. My cock rubbing against her arse cheeks. She moved a little, giving me some room to make a path berween her legs. My body was't quite up to a full fuck but I decided she deserved to be licked out. My fingers found their way to the back of her pussy and I rubbed her, making her purr softly.

I made my way down the bed and gently laid her on her back, then softly licked at her landing-strip. Her hips moved as my tongue slipped inside those plump wet lips and she moaned out loud. I licked her clit in a circular motion, then put full force on her love button, making her squeal. Her hands held my head in place but she had nothing to fear, I wasn't moving! It wasn't long before I felt her body tighten up, then let loose in a sexual seizure. Her juice flooded my mouth and I loved it. I rarely fucked Jan after licking her to an orgasm, as she was just too wet for my cock to enjoy. Instead Jan started to wank me between her tits. I soon shot my recently created cum all over her mountains.

Now I was exhausted. It had been a busy night and I had the feeling that nights were going to become busier, as I still had to get together with Sandie.