Old Ladies' Needs Pt. 01

This story is fiction and written for lovers of really old horny ladies and their varied sexual needs. I am Paul, a 30-year-old guy, and sell expensive kitchens to (mainly) retired oldies. Which is ideal for me as I am sexually attracted to old ladies and couples of 70 years plus.

One of my clients was a widow, Hazel. She was very refined with a generous size 18 body and well over 80. One thing that stood out from the first meeting was that she seemed to love obscenely displaying her largish wrinkly tits much to my delight. It got to the point where at every subsequent meeting I got a massive boner. And as she kept looking at it I made sure it stood proud.

Anyway, before our last meeting, she phoned me and said she was having a meeting with a decorator at a hotel in the county and could he ask for her at the reception.

I arrived early; I was told to wait in reception until Hazel arrived.

"Oh, I am sorry Paul. This meeting place might seem strange but to be blunt as your cock kept getting hard looking at my lovely big tits every time we met, I thought you might like to join our lovely geriatric fuck club. I take it that you appreciate us old horny women and all their charms?"

"Well Hazel, I apologise for ogling your lovely large wrinkly titties, and you are right, I do have a very strong sexual fetish for old and very old women like yourself."

"Oh Paul, don't call it a fetish -- look at it more like a strong desire. You'll understand more as the afternoon wears on."

As we went into the dimly lit private meeting room we sat on a lovely comfy sofa. She explained that through her various other clubs, she found that there were quite a few old and like her, very old women who still had strong sexual urges. And found that some had seduced very young men who at the time had not a clue about how good randy old ladies were but after a while became hooked and wanted a lot more.

"Hence this special society, we meet here once a month. It is extremely private and we can let ourselves go, so to speak. All the young men here, like you, take an avid interest in us oldies and their only desire is to fuck them for mutual sexual fulfilment. Our ladies prefer young men because their cocks are really hard and they can shoot a lot of nice thick spunk lots of times in an afternoon."

As his eyes became accustomed to the low light, he looked around and saw what could only be described as a discreet orgy. The more he saw, his cock grew stiffer.

"Now, young Paul, as you liked my titties so much, why don't we relax and get to know each other a lot better."

Hazel eased him back and started kissing him exchanging lots of saliva with their tongues. Undoing his fly, she released his dick and gently started wanking him. "Now isn't this nice? My tits are all yours."

As soon as he touched them, it was obvious there was no bra, so he took them out and started playing with her large wrinkled nipples. "Oh yes, Paul, you do like my titties. Suck them, please, it makes me so fucking horny".

Putting his mouth over her elongated nipples he sucked each one in turn. But the problem was his cock could not take much more stimulation.

"Ease off Hazel, I don't want to cum yet."

"Oh yes you do, right in my mouth."

Bending down, she engulfed his cock and gave him the best blow job he had in a very long time. She did not stop until he shot great gobs of cum into her mouth. And she swallowed every drop."

Easing back up she kissed him and said she wanted a good fingering.

With her legs wide apart, he began stroking her lovely wrinkled and cellulite-covered soft thighs before reaching her very wet and surprisingly hairy sloppy cunt. Of course, she had no knickers on to impede his fingers. He ventured into her love hole so easily with his thumb finding her clit which was engorged with anticipation.

"Oh yes, yes, more fingers."

With four fingers now working in and out and his thumb, playing with her clit, she was now getting sexed up good and proper. She was also pushing out little squirts of piss, which got him randy.

It didn't take more than a couple of minutes before she was whispering "Oh, you lovely boy, harder. I'm cumming."

After getting her breath back and pulling down her skirt and her tits back in place, Hazel started telling him more.

"It's a very sad fact Paul, that the older men get, they lose interest in sex because they can't or have problems getting a hard-on. Whereas us old horny fuckers, the older we get, the more sex we want."

"Maybe young Paul I should introduce you, Mabel. She's over there in the corner on her own."

Paul looked over and saw straight away why Mabel was on her own. She was very plain and looked very old.

"Mabel is coming up to 80, Paul, and she has told me in confidence that not many men will help her enjoy her sex fetishes. Let me introduce you to her."

"Hello Mabel, sorry to see you with no playmate. This is Paul, he is a bit older than our usual lovers, so I thought he might be more amenable to helping you."

"Now this is a lovely surprise Hazel, thank you. You trot off now and let Paul and me get to understand each other."

Easing herself up she went over to Paul and stood very close to him. " You won't mind Paul if I give you a nice welcome kiss?"

Hugging him tightly she quickly had her tongue in his mouth. And just as quickly he responded and as he did so, she was pushing her fat cunt into his erect cock.

As they sat down on the sofa, Mabel, explained her situation. "Paul, let me be perfectly honest with you. I am 77 and am highly sexed. I appreciate that I am no looker but I am one hell of a fucker. Just as you like fucking old ladies I like fucking young men -- so we are together about that, right?"

"Absolutely Mabel but I suspect there is more than a simple fuck?"

"I think Paul, that sex is more enjoyable when we act out our fantasies. To give you an example. When younger, I was a cleaner for a married guy living in a big house. He was always looking at my tits and legs so I started to show off. First I started wearing shorter skirts and dresses so that when I was vacuuming the at the top of the stairs, he had a great view of my fat hairy cunt and fat arse. I made a big point of bending over all the time. It got to the stage where one day he came up behind me and started fingering me. It was fucking lovely. And I would very much like to act out that fantasy again."

" I would be more than happy to help you there Mabel."

"Now young man, we come to the hard part. I am a devoted and slavish lover of water sports. In other words: piss sex play. Have you ever considered it, Paul, or do you think it perverted?"

"Certainly not perverted, Mabel. I'm sure I would like to learn more about it. Because, when I finger fucked my first randy lady, she could not help herself dribbling piss when having an orgasm. And the same thing when I was licking her cunt. I bet you are now lovely and wet right now!"

"Well, you might be right." Opening her legs she added, " Have a good feel you lovely granny fucker."

No sooner said than done as Paul's fingers felt her extremely wet granny pants. Hoping that she still had some hair, his wish was rewarded. And as he fingered she dribbled over his hand. "Paul, don't rush me. I want to hear about your fantasies and perverted likes."

"Mabel, apart from this club I always found it hard to find lovely old ladies like you. When I did I really enjoyed lots of kissing and heavy petting. I know it might sound weird but virtually all elderly women are usually very plump or even fat. And I adore caressing their droopy titties, bellies, and arses. And most important, they cannot get enough of my fat cock up their cunts and shitholes".

After about an hour Paul forgot about Mabel's plain looks. He wanted to enjoy everything they could give each other. So they agreed he would meet her the next afternoon. (Continued in part 2)