IN SEARCH OF A GRANDMA

The idea for this interview came to me when I was having lunch in a cafe. There were two women chatting at the next table. They must have been in their early fifties, nothing wrong with that. But one of them was talking about a teenage boy. From what she was telling her friend, I gathered that she had a sexual relationship with the boy. Her friend finally left, so I moved in. Not only was she willing to be interviewed, but she was positively proud of her young man, as she called him. She didn't want to take me to her house as she was married and her husband was due home. So we found a quiet pub and sat at a corner table. She wanted to be known as Christine. Tape recorder on...

THE INTERVEW

"I'm happily married," Christine said. "My husband is in his sixties and we have a great marriage. But it's lacking in one department. Sex. I have grandchildren, a lovely home, a wonderful husband... But my sex life... It's not that my husband is impotent or anything. I suppose, as we got older, the sex diminished. I didn't mind that. In fact, I never really thought about sex. Until I met David."

"How old is David?"

"Eighteen, so it's perfectly legal. Immoral, depending on how you look at it, but legal. My husband had a bad back and was resting on the bed when David, our neighbour's son, came round to fix the dripping tap in the kitchen. He often came round to do little jobs for us and we got on very well. We got chatting and I asked him whether he had a girlfriend. He said that girls of his age were silly, childish, and he preferred older women. He admitted to being a virgin and hoped to lose his virginity to a woman with experience. I assumed that he meant a woman in her twenties, but he then indicated that someone of my age would suit him. I'd never thought of David in a sexual way. In fact, I never thought about sex. I was getting old and sex was no longer a part of my life. David said that an older woman would be able to teach him all there was to know about sex. It was then that I started thinking about his body, and his young cock. But, I was old enough to be his mother. His grandmother, even. He finished the tap and said that he found me very attractive. I thought that he must be joking. With all those beautiful teenage girls about, why would he want an old woman?"

"Is that when your relationship began?"

"Yes. I could hear the radio in the bedroom. My husband was listening to the news so he was occupied. Besides, he couldn't get off the bed as his back was so bad. I reached out and squeezed the crotch of David's jeans. I shocked myself and quickly retracted my hand. I could feel my face flushing, and wondered what on earth had possessed me to do such a thing. But, then, David asked me to do it again. I wasted no time and pulled his zip down. Groping in his jeans, I pulled his stiff cock out and gazed in awe at its sheer beauty. It had been decades since I'd seen a teenage cock, let alone felt one in my hand. I did the natural thing and gave him a wank. Within minutes, his sperm shot out and landed all over the tiled floor. It was all so quick. He zipped his jeans and left, and I felt incredibly guilty. I felt like a... like a prostitute or whatever. Riddled with guilt and shame, I thought that it had been a one-off and that was the end of it. "

"And, the next time David came round?"

"My husband was on the bed again when David came round the following morning. Although I'd been feeling guilty, and ashamed, I'd been thinking about his young penis, his sperm shooting from his knob. I then took the plunge and asked David whether he wanted me to please him again. He immediately pulled his jeans down and sat on the sofa with his cock standing proud from his tightly-packed balls. Gazing at his penis, he balls, I just couldn't help myself. Sitting at his feet, I played with his balls, studied his beautiful knob and wanked his stiff cock. My embarrassment soon faded, and my guilt, and I felt at ease with him. He loved it, the way I tickled his balls with one hand and wanked him with the other. I felt like a teenage girl again as I wanked him. Moving his foreskin up and down over his purple knob, watching his balls bouncing, my interest in sex had been renewed. The trouble was, his shot his spunk all over his stomach within a couple of minutes."

"Did you feel remorse or guilt when you faced your husband?"

"Funnily enough, no. It wasn't as if I was seeing another man behind his back. Well, I suppose I was. But it wasn't a love affair. There was no chance of my running off with David, my marriage wasn't under threat. With David, it was just sex. One sided sex, in fact. I didn't think he'd fancy me sexually as I was so much older than him. But I was happy to be reminded of my youth by wanking him."

"When did your relationship go further?"

"I'd been wanking David every day for a week. One afternoon, as my husband's back had been improving, he'd gone out for a walk. David came round and took his usual place on the sofa with me at his feet and I began wanking him. Gazing at his purple knob, I recalled my teenage years when I'd enjoyed sucking cocks. David's cock was so hard, his knob so inviting. I leaned forward and sucked him into my mouth. Wonderful memories came flooding back as I tasted him. He gasped and panted as I tongued his knob, and I could hardly wait for his sperm to fill my mouth. I sucked and gobbled frantically, which was a mistake as he pumped out his sperm far too soon. But the feel of his sperm bathing my tongue, the taste of his fresh cream... I can't describe the feelings I had. I knew then that I was hooked on sucking his knob. And, judging by the way he'd quivered and squirmed on the sofa, I knew that he'd be back for more."

"Your husband had no idea? He'd not noticed a change in you?"

"He did notice a change, a big change. He said that I had a spring in my step, he said that he'd not seen me so happy in years... I felt good inside, and it showed. To think that a young man was coming to me for sexual satisfaction was like a tonic. I felt like a woman again, rather than an ageing housewife. I felt feminine. I didn't delude myself. David came to me for sex, and that was it. No love, no kissing, strings. I knew that the day would come when he found a girl of his own age. I knew that my time with him was limited and he wouldn't always need me."

"Did your husband suspect anything?"

"No, not at all. Good God, he'd hardly expect me to be having a sexual relationship with a eighteen-year-old boy. But, there was one occasion when I almost got caught. My relationship with David was progressing. I'd taken his place on the sofa with him at my feet. I felt embarrassed as he pulled my skirt up and slipped my panties off. I was no spring chicken, and I wasn't sure how he'd react to seeing an ageing fanny. My fears were allayed when he parted my sex lips and began licking my clitoris. I'd not been licked for... God knows how long. The sensations were heavenly. He licked and sucked on my clitoris and pushed at least three fingers into my fanny and I... I just shook uncontrollably. And then I climaxed. God, it was incredible. It was my first orgasm in something like fifteen years. I was as wet as hell, panting for breath, writhing about... And I heard the key in the front door. Panic, panic. David leaped to his feet, I pulled my skirt down, and my husband walked into the room. David made a clever move. He said that I'd been feeling dizzy and he was about to get me a glass of water. That explained my flushed face. Had I not heard the key in the lock, I don't know what would have happened."

"Did you not think it too risky to have David round for sex after that?"

"Where else could we go? I could hardly go to his house, and I was too old to play sex games behind the bushes in the park. David was still a virgin, and I was more than ready to have his cock inside me. In fact, I was desperate. We had to meet at my house, and we had to be careful. My husband went to the local pub with a few friends every Friday lunchtime. And David and I made the most of it. I was in my dressing gown when David arrived. He was like an animal opening my gown and sucking hard on my nipples. And I loved it. My gown falling to the floor, he squeezed and sucked on my breasts, he dropped to his knees and licked and fingered me... I was in a dream-like state, quivering all over and desperate for his cock. I sat on the sofa, he knelt down, and he was in. The feel of his young cock entering me, opening me, was fantastic. It had been so long since I'd had full-blown sex and, when he began fucking me hard, I climaxed straight away. Fortunately, he managed to hold back and shafted me long enough for me to reach another climax. I'd never come more than once during sex, and I couldn't believe how turned on I was. I watched his wet cock driving into me, sliding out and driving in again. He reached his climax and I could feel his sperm gushing into me. He fucked me hard, ramming his young cock into my fanny again and again, losing his virginity and finding manhood. I felt young and alive, as if I'd just lost my virginity. Fantastic."

"Did you have to wait until the following Friday to see David again?"

"No, we did it again that evening. As I said earlier, I knew that he'd find a girt at some stage and I'd be discarded. I had to make the most of my time with David, make the most of his hard cock while our relationship lasted. My husband had a friend over that evening and they were chatting in the garden. David came round and joined them for a while. He always wandered in through the back way so there was nothing odd about it. He finally came into the house and started chatting to me in the kitchen. I could see that he was stiff my the bulge in his jeans, so I lifted my skirt and showed my that I wasn't wearing my panties. We went into the lounge, I leaned over the back of the armchair, and he fucked me from behind. It was risky but it was the danger, the excitement, that drove me on. He held my hips and repeatedly rammed his cock into my wet fanny and I climaxed for the third time that day."

"How long have you been seeing David?"

"Er... About six weeks. Six weeks of glorious sex and more orgasms that I can remember. I'm not exaggerating when I say that my relationship with David has given my marriage a new lease of life."

"In what way?"

"David went for a weekend break to France with his parents. On the Sunday afternoon, I was watching television with my husband. And I was feeling as horny as hell. I went over to his armchair, knelt down, and yanked his cock out of his trousers. He asked me what on earth I thought I was doing. I said nothing as I pulled his foreskin back and sucked his knob into my mouth. I wanked and sucked and licked him and he finally flooded my mouth with his sperm. He couldn't believe what I'd done and kept asking what had come over me. I said that I loved him, which I do. That night in bed, we made love. It was fantastic."

"So, you have two men on the go?"

"Well, one man and one boy. On the Monday, David came round for sex. After a whole weekend away, he was desperate to fuck me. He helped my husband put up a shelf in the garage and then came into the house to see me. It was too risky to fuck. I use that word because David and I fuck and my husband and I make love. Anyway, in the kitchen, I pulled his cock out and wanked him. Not wanting him to make a mess on the floor, I knelt down and sucked his knob into my mouth as he was about to come. He held my head and rocked his hips, fucking my mouth in his sexual frenzy. He then pumped out his sperm and I drank the lot. But that wasn't enough for David. Later that day, he came round again. We went into the garage, supposedly to look at the shelf he'd put up, and I sucked out his second load of sperm. My husband was in the garden, so we were safe enough. I couldn't believe it when, that evening, he was back again. My husband was doing something in the garage and wasn't aware that David had come round. There was no time to fuck, so I sucked David's cock again and drank his sperm. If I swallow much more sperm, I'll end up looking like a tadpole."

"Have you thought that David might still come to see you even when he has a girlfriend?"

"Yes, I've thought about that and I hope it happens. He'd be cheating on his girlfriend, and I'd be committing adultery, as I am now. But I've never looked at it that way. David and I don't love each other. We have sex, and that's it. Some would say that I'm a whore or a slut, a tart or a slag. Maybe I am. But the point is that David is happy, my husband is happy with our rediscovered sex life... And I'm happy. I doubt that David will come to me for sex when he has a girlfriend. But, if she's not satisfying him, then I will. If I was eighteen years old and married, and I fucked David behind my husband's back, then I would be a cheating wife, a slut. At my age, it's different. OK, people will argue with that. I'm an adulteress, end of subject. People reading this will feel sorry for my husband. They'll say that I've betrayed him and..."

"Haven't you betrayed him? I mean, if he found out what you've been up to..."

"I wasn't going to mention this but... My husband knows what I get up to. He's not said anything to me about it and I'll tell you why. This isn't some weird voyeur thing, but I know that he watches David and me. I suppose he is a voyeur, but watching me suck David's cock turns him on. "

"When did you discover that he was watching you?"

"He was doing something in the garage one evening and I'd taken the opportunity to suck David's cock. We were in the lounge. David was standing and I was kneeling on the floor enjoying the taste his beautiful knob. As I wanked David and gobbled on his knob, I saw my husband out of the corner of my eye. He was hovering in the hall and I was about to leap to my feet but David shot his sperm into my mouth. I thought that I was going to have some explaining to do as I stood up and David zipped his jeans. I also thought that the end of my marriage had come. But my husband slipped into the kitchen and that was that. When David had gone, he didn't say anything about it. I thought that he'd call me all the names under the sun, but he said nothing. That night, we had great sex in bed. I realized that, watching me suck David's cock had turned him on. He obviously doesn't feel threatened because he knows that I'd never run off with David."

"How often does he watch you?"

"Just about every time. I've not told David because he'd probably run a mile and that would be the end of it. My husband seems to conveniently have something to do in the garage when David comes round. To make it easier for him to watch, I usually suck David's cock in the kitchen. That way, my husband can spy through the window at us. When David and I fuck, we use the lounge and my husband hovers in the hall."

"How would you feel if you saw your husband was with a teenage girl?"

"Turned on, knowing me. You have to bear in mind that this has strengthened my marriage and revived my sex life with my husband. I'd better be going. My husband will be back soon and David's due round later."

"Thanks for talking to me, Christine. It's been enlightening, to say the least."

 

Copyright Tony Graves © 2005

 

ANOTHER TALE OF MILF SEX

 

I joined this online dating site. And of course wrote up my personal profile and aeverything else. Within 1 week i had 70 replies. I thought it was funny at first but then got really turned on when i started reading the replies i was receiving. I got this one from lets call her Stacey.....a blonde, 5"5, 58 yr old lady....her pic looked greATTTTTTTTT.....normally i would not believe the pic was her and i didn't so i knew i had to meet and see for myself.... We started talking and within 2 weeks we had arranged a session where i was to have my way with her. I worked a tuesday night and she picked me up from work. When i entered the car, she complimented me on how cute i was and i complimented her on her body....cause damnnnn it was FINEEEEEE.....for a 58 yr old.....baby got back and front.... my dick was hard and bulging out of my pants she noticed and felt it.....she drove to her house where we started kissing and touching.....we went up to the bedroom and i took her clothes off and gave that juicy body a good lick....she was moaning and groaning and i then started teasing her juicy pussy by sucking the clit....she was bawling by now and i was seeing neighbours lights being switched on.....lol Neighbours were saying "what the hell is this at 3:30am in the morning"...but we did not care.....when i took out my dick she bawled again.....i thought she was going to pass out......she saw all 12"s of black dick she started shaking uncontrollably.......i thought she was having a fit then all of a sudden she grasped my dick and held it close to her mouth and sucked on it as if it was the last dick on earth......for a 58 yr old...damn she gave me a damn good BJ........i pounded her mouth and she enjoyed it..... I did not cum as yet and wanted her to take it up her pussy now......she begged me to cum in her mouth but i said no....and spread her moist pussy and began pumping.......fast then slow then fast then slow then fast then slow and again and again and again....she was going madddDDDD.....and turned me over and began flexing on top of me......riding my dick like she would a horse....i was going mad underneath sucking on her big ass  titties......and squeezing her ripe ass..... By this time she was begging me to cum again but i said no once more and began pumping doggy style.....she was complaining that she was feeling my black dick in her stomach .......that's all i wanted to hear...i pumped even harder now......the neighbours were shouting to keep it down but that just drove her even more horny and I switched from her pussy to her ass....cause she was telling me she liked doing it anal..... She went mad....all 12"s could not fit in her ass as i would have liked.....but i pumped her really hard........she was sweating although we had the window open and it was cold...... i had to have been doing something right...smile i switched back to her pussy and started doing different positions.......missionary, head game, sexy scissors, sideways samba, sensual sppon, erotic accordion and many many many more......she was game to all positions and duly spread eagled for my dick to enter....by now we were at it for 2 hours and i had not cum as yet.....She was beginning to get impatient and told me to shoot in her mouth now now now........i duly obliged and pumped her mouth with some hot cum........her big blue looked so good i had to do it again and again..... she rolled over and said u are by far the best partner i ever had in 58 yrs of life.......but don't ever take so long to break again....with me..... lol

From Luvdover40s 

 

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