Only the good die young
We sat looking at the view in the late afternoon sun.
She looked lovely in her summer dress.
I turned slightly to look at her, she turned, smiled, and we kissed.
We’ve been lovers for decades.
I’m old enough to be her dad, and she’s now in her mid fifties, but still very sexy.
I slid my hand under her cotton dress, her thigh, warm and soft.
I thought she’d tell me to behave, but she didn’t, she relaxed back into the bench.
Gently I stroked her leg, she sighed, and her legs parted slightly.
She’s a curvy lady and usually wears proper knickers, big, full knickers.
I think she’s sexy in them, even better out of them.
My hand was caressing her belly under her dress.
We sat in silence. I had my left arm around her shoulders stroking the bare skin.
I slid my hand down, into her bra, her nipple, stiff to my touch.
My right hand was under her skirt, her legs opened a little more, and I cupped her mound in my palm.
“You are so bad” she moaned.
I could feel the heat of her fanny through the thin cotton of her knickers.
She started stroking my leg.
I caressed her belly and thighs my hand still under her sundress.
Her legs parted even more. I teased a finger under the hem of her knickers.
She was fumbling at the waistband of my trousers.
Deftly she undid my trousers, pulling my zip down.
Then her hand insinuated its way in my boxers, gripping my hardening shaft.
We kissed, she sighed. “This is really naughty “ she spoke into my mouth.
I was caressing and manipulating her mound firmly.
My other hand cupped her delicious breast.
“Do you remember doing this as a teenager “ I whispered quietly into her ear.
She chuckled, sexily…”oh yes, and more “
“Take your knickers off” I growled.
She laughed, “that’s what the boys always said”
Lifting her hips, I struggled her knickers from her hips, she wriggled out of them and I picked them up, slipping them into my jacket pocket.
With my hand between her legs again, feeling her breast with the other, we kissed again.
Her cunt was open, and very wet.
My fingers teased into her stickiness.
“Oh yes” she murmured. “That’s nice”
She pulled my cock completely free from my trousers and started wanking me vigorously.
“You dirty bitch” I sighed, “you like having your wet cunt fingered, don’t you”
“Only by naughty boys, though” she moaned.
Then she gripped my cock even harder and just sighed, her legs splayed wide.
I teased her clit, using my fingertip, only, I pushed just in and out, her muscles squeezing my fingers as I did.
“You like that don’t you, I bet a lot of boys did this to you, before I knew you”
She giggled sexily, “But it’s not as big a cock, though” she complained.
“I know but it’s doing it to you, isn’t it. I think you’re going to cum soon”
“Mmmmm” she replied quietly.
“Do you want me to make you cum” I asked.
“Mmm, you better “ she mumbled.
“Do you want me to cum, too” I groaned
Her hand replied for her, she squeezed and rubbed faster.
I stopped teasing her. But covered her mound with the palm of my hand.
Then she was tilting her hips up, pushing against my palm.
“I bet you were a randy fucker when you were young” I whispered in her ear.
“Did you let all the boys finger your wet cunt when you were a teenager “ I asked.
She was really rubbing my cock now. Blatantly wanking me off, in public.
“Not all of them, only a select few” she managed to moan.
“Then I bet they fucked you too” I croaked.
Now I was imagining my lover as a teen, being frantically fucked.
We seemed totally oblivious that we were sitting on a park bench.
Her dress had somehow gone up around her thighs.
“What if someone comes by” I growled.
“Rub me, please” she begged. “I’m nearly there, please don’t stop now”
She was frantically wanking me, trying to get me to mirror her actions and frig her wet cunt.
“Is this what you want” I asked, and started to finger fuck and tease her clit and cunt.
“Oh yes, not so hard, oh yes, oh god, oh yes, please don’t stop.”
I stopped …
“Oh, no” she moaned.
She was thrusting up to my hand which I was pressing down on her.
“Oh fuck, fuck, oh god, rub it” she demanded.
She was definitely starting to cum.
Her naked legs, spread wide, looked amazing in the evening sun.
She was rubbing me, wanking my cock squeezing my bollocks.
I turned towards her legs, her hand was a blur.
I started frigging her again. She was wanking me desperately.
Her left hand covered my hand, holding it firmly against her wetness.
“Oh fuck” and we cried out in unison. “Oh yes, oh fuck”
Almost like a teenager, I shot spurts of hot cum across her thigh and my hand.
And she shuddered and shook as my orgasm triggered hers.
She released my cock, gently removing my hand from her cunt.
She pulled her dress down, and straight and I tucked my cock away.
We got up, and went off to the restaurant we’d booked.
“You’re a dirty old fucker, aren’t you” she said…
I laughed…
“But you like it, don’t you”
