seniorsexlover

After being pleasurably, seduced by a fifty-year-old I was hooked on fucking only old plumb and fat ladies. When I reached 35 my sexual targets were aged 70- to 80-year-olds and when fingering them I found they could not help themselves either dribbling piss or if skilled using their incontinence to squirt it out. 

Of course, I was turned on and developed a real liking for fingering ladies when they were leaking, taking a real piss, or rubbing them hard so they could not stop squirting.   Lastly, the ultimate piss fun was fucking them as they gently squirted, and then after I had cum, piss up their old hairy cunts.

It all started after I had seduced a very attractive 85-year-old lady and she told me that until I told her that her incontinence turned me on, she admitted that for the first time allowing herself to let her bladder go when having sex had increased her satisfaction. In addition, she added that it turned her on too.

I thought about that and concluded that there could be quite a lot of lovely horny old biddies who were embarrassed to engage in sex because of piss leakage. 

But the question was where to find them?

The answer was women’s sex problem websites.  I found a couple that although seemingly above-board did provide almost obscene answers.    They had forum areas and I started on the subject of incontinence and sex.

I wrote:  As a lover of older ladies, I found that all too often they are very embarrassed with incontinence during foreplay. Until I assured them that far from being, embarrassed they should embrace it as it can and often does enhance the sexual experience.  If any ladies have this problem, I would be happy to give them advice.

Logging on the next day, I was amazed to find how many old ladies were looking for my advice. Of course, I gave my answers in reply but added that for an in-depth consultation they should send me an email.

I never expected any takers of course, but no. Four emails were waiting for me over the following week.  They were from ladies ranging from the mid- 60s to early 80s. And they all said virtually the same thing, that before incontinence they all enjoyed a good sex life but after, virtually nothing. A couple said their husbands did not understand or were put off, and the remaining two said they lacked confidence in finding new partners who would understand.

To the married ladies I replied in-depth to their questions and offered positive suggestions. To the two ladies, I wrote saying that I would be delighted to help regain their confidence with my attention.

The first turned out to be a piss-loving horny bitch.

Her name was Susan, aged 72. In her reply, she described herself as fun loving but was not getting any fun at the moment due to ‘her problem down there’ as she quaintly put it.  Also, she mentioned that due to her lack of self-confidence she had let herself go and frankly was desperate for help. She included her address and phone number for me to arrange a visit.

On the phone, she sounded very upmarket and friendly. After some idle chitchat, I asked if she trusted me to help her, and receiving a positive answer, I said that to give her practical help she should drink enough to have a full bladder and if possible hold it in until I arrived. And I would do the same.  She reluctantly agreed and the meeting was arranged.

Luckily she lived only 20 miles away and not knowing more than she had told me, I was pleasantly pleased to see that she was quite nice, overweight but with a lovely protruding belly just as I like them.

In the lounge, I kissed her chastely on the cheek and complimented her looks, and asked how she was feeling.

“Well, but I don’t understand why you wanted my bladder to be full. To be frank, I think I just might pee myself.”

“Susan, you said that your incontinence puts you off looking for a new partner.  Would you believe if I told you there were thousands of men of all ages who are actively looking for ladies who can give them what they truly want – that is your pee?”

Of course, she did not until I opened up at least five pee lovers’ contact sites on her computer.

She was staggered. “You mean to tell me that some want women like me to pee on them, in their mouths, and during sex.  That’s wonderful.”

“Well, now you know what the future can hold, can I now instruct you how your incontinence can enhance your sexual well-being?”

“Oh yes please, I’m ready to burst.”

I arranged some plastic bags on the sofa, plonked her down, and told her to think of me as a lover that knows about her problem and will enjoy it.  With that, I started to kiss her, gently at first and as she warmed up, our tongues were exchanging lots of saliva.

She did not need a lot of encouragement to open her legs as my fingers moved up her chubby thighs.  Coming to rest, they found her uncovered and extremely hairy cunt. 

“Susan, you naughty girl, you were expecting this.”

“Sure was, but not this quick, make me cum, please.”

“Now, just relax and when you want to piss, just squirt it in short spurts out of you lovely bushy cunt.  That just fucking well turns me on.”

No sooner than I had three fingers rubbing away, she let the first one go.

“I never thought pissing could be so horny, faster you piss lover.”

She must have squirted at least three more times and with each one, she orgasmed. She was being hooked on pee play.  Next, my favourite, the piss fuck.

The evening before I was next due to see Susan, I phoned her and told her to make sure her bladder was full and I would do the same. And I added that she had to meet me at the door dressed in a wraparound towel.

With my bladder full, I rang her doorbell and started rubbing my cock until it was hard.

She opened the door and almost dragged me in.

“Oh Robert, I’m looking forward to whatever you have in mind.”

Kissing her deeply, I undid the towel, and she quickly undressed me all the while stroking my cock.

“Rob, please be quick I am ready to piss.”

Without any preamble, I leaned her against the wall and rammed my fingers up her fanny and she immediately started dribbling.

“Oh yes, fuck me darling I can’t hold it in.”

Opening her legs, I eased my cock into her cunt and started fucking her.  After about three strokes, she orgasmed and let out a torrent of piss.  Boy, it was wonderful, and as I shot my spunk, I followed it by pissing right up her.

Susan was reluctant to lose my services and to be honest; she was fast becoming a piss slut. She would do it anywhere. In the pictures, she would scrunch down in the seat giving me easy access and as she came, she squirted all over the floor.

Walking anywhere, she loved to dribble it down her legs and into her shoes.

And her masterstroke was to choose a spot in the open to squat down and let go of a massive stream, so she could be seen doing it. 

The second lady was Jackie who was 60. Her long email read:  Hello, I read your article about incontinence and sex and discussed it with my hubby. You see, a few years ago when my first “leakage” occurred during intercourse it seemed to put him off and to be blunt, he has not touched me since.  I hope very much you can help us.

I phoned her and she appeared very distressed. “I am at my wit’s end, young man. You don’t mind if I use naughty words to describe my predicament do you?”

I agreed. “Good, because my incontinence is making me so sodding frustrated. I am using the biggest dildo but I miss my hubby’s nine fat inches.  But he just won’t fuck me thinking piss is dirty, even when I told him that urine is sterile.”

I was at a loss as to how to help her. So I suggested we meet at her house in a couple of days when hubby was at work.

Jackie greeted me nicely and even gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek.  “It’s so good of you to take such a personal interest in my problem. Do you have any ideas?”

“Well Jackie, I think so, but they might be extreme. You see, I am a piss fetish and would rather like to fuck you right now or better when you are full up. But that is not going to happen. So here are some alternative ideas. Does hubby like blow jobs?”

“He loves ‘em and loves to shoot his spunk all over my face.”

“Good. When you next want a pee, take him with you into the toilet and tell him that you will give him a BJ but you must have a big piss at the same time. He will then associate piss with pleasure.  You could then ask him to piss on your face, but that is taking things a bit far, I think.

“Second idea. Have you had anal sex?”

“Yes, before our wedding, we used to do that so I did not get pregnant. But that was a long time ago.”

“Well, you could use your dildo to ensure your shit hole was ready.  Then entice him to fuck you like that and he won’t even see you pissing.”

Jackie readily accepted both ideas. As I was leaving she added, “But what if they don’t work?”

“Then call me again and we’ll both do the business right in front of him.”

She phoned me three weeks later and reported good progress. He was now happily fingering her cunt when she was taking a piss and was ok with pissing on her. And she added that when he fucked her shit hole, she was able to squirt to her heart’s content.

I am an old guy (70) who takes an age to get a good boner.  It has its benefits because I also love lots of snogging/kissing and fingering old ladies' hairy cunts and shit holes, which not gets me hard but also gets old ladies’ bladders leaking and so worked up they beg for a good fucking.

Although retired, I am a part-time volunteer in a charity shop working and interacting with a lot of nice old ladies, some still interested in things sexual.

Elsie

She was exactly my type. Nice and fat with a pleasant face and her lips were plump. Looking at her, you would not think she was in any way sexual. And like a lot of oldies in their early eighties, she wore simple shift dresses that hid their big tits and lovely fat bellies.

The rain had stopped customers from coming in, so it was a slow day. I rearranged some books, and Elsie was seemingly daydreaming behind the counter.

I noticed that she also had one hand between her legs and moved it slightly. The dirty old bitch, I thought. Not one to miss an opportunity I crept around her back and putting my hand up her dress said I could help her with that.

Opening her fat thighs, she in effect permitted me to do her. First, I just rubbed her lovely fat hairy cunt and found it nice and moist and as I pushed my fingers in, she said, "Oh yes, that's lovely. Don't stop." She did not take long to cum which was good as I saw some people outside giving us some strange looks.

After that, Elsie insisted I visit her every Saturday afternoon.

Hazel

She had moved in as my new neighbour this summer and being neighbourly; I introduced myself and welcomed her. She invited me in for a cup of tea and we exchanged pleasantries. She was just my type with short curly hair, a nice chubby face, and a body with huge tits. Initially, she did not seem the type who went in for sex.

A couple of weeks later I saw her in the garden weeding, went out, and asked if she needed some help. She accepted with alacrity. I noticed she was wearing just a simple sack-type dress and more to the point, no bra.

After an hour or so, Hazel said she had to pee. "Normally, when I'm here I just have a tinkle. You wouldn't be embarrassed if I did it here , would you?” smiling as she squatted down, legs apart and her gaping hairy cunt staring me in the face, I got a pleasant lob on.

As she started to dribble, I could not resist and cupped her cunt to feel her warm piss.

"Oh, that's nice, Paul. Go on, have a good feel, and finger me. I love piss and obviously, you do too."

I immediately opened her fat labia lips and began to finger her roughly. The more I did so the more she pissed. "Oh yes”. With four fingers up her cunt, she gushed like a fountain and fell back as she orgasmed.

Later as we cleaned up and had our tea, she told me of her likeness for squirting but not many men liked it. But she was pleased that I was not one of them.

Our routine was then a weekly session of mutual wanking with her squirting and sometimes she liked it when I pissed all over her in the bath.

Maureen

I had a phone call last week from a lady called Maureen who asked if I was the gentleman who gave old ladies nice orgasms.  After confirming that fact, I asked how she got my number.

“I got talking to an old flame of yours who told me all about the wonderful things you did for her 89-year-old body.”

“That’s interesting Maureen. How old are you?”

“Eighty-two and if you don’t mind me using dirty words, I am so fucking frustrated as I have not had a cock up my fat hairy cunt for 5 years since my husband passed.”

“I like it when my ladies use dirty words, Maureen. I would love to give you a lot of relief but you must be willing to try new things.”

“I am so desperate, so yes, anything.”

Well, Maureen was a lovely surprise.  Opening her door, she was ideal. A nice fattish plump body, biggish tits, and more to the point were well preserved.  She was wearing a simple low-cut and shortish smock-type dress and looked fucking lovely. I wanted to see how desperate she was.

She immediately gave me a nice kiss on the lips and as I pushed my tongue into her mouth, I pushed my hand up to her fat cunt.

“Oh that’s quick, Paul, but nice. Do you like my twat?”

“Maureen, I had to check to see if you were still hairy and I can feel you are. And it is nice and wet.  Are you incontinent?”

“Fucking hell Paul, what do you think?  I am constantly dribbling piss.”

“No need, you sexy bitch, I am a granny pee lover so you can piss as much as you want.”

She was fucking perfect for me and was game for anything dirty. One thing she especially liked was taking me shopping and all the while, giving me a commentary. In the supermarket, she went to the ladies toilets only to return a minute later.  “Oh shit the queue is too long. If you don’t mind I’ll just have to pee whilst shopping.”

“Oh Paul I’m dribbling lovely. It is soaking my stockings. Does it show?” 

Going behind her, I saw a damp patch on her calves. It was so fucking perverted I was getting really turned on and told her so.

“That’s sweet of you. But I do not think I can hold it in for very long. Let’s go back to the car and enjoy ourselves.”

I made sure to park the car next to a section of grass well away from prying eyes.  As we walked slowly to it, she said, “Oh, yes Paul I’m getting really hot baby, feel it.”

“Are you mad Maureen, someone will see us.”

“Ok, we’re nearly at the car anyway.”

Standing up on the grass and using the car as a shield, she said “Quick you fucker, kiss me and feel me up now.”

She really wanted it and no one or thing was going to stop her or me.

As we started kissing her legs moved apart giving me all the space to finger her soaking wet hairy cunt.  We were in heaven.

“Oh Paul, I have not done this for years.”

Playing with her thick clit, she did not take long to get going as she gently started pissing.  Her lovely hot piss flowed over my hand and down her fat thighs and chunky legs.

My name is Ken and in addition to having a granny fetish, I also have a love of water sports or put another way piss sex. To find an old lady who avidly enjoys piss play is not easy. But one afternoon I met Pat and I was over the moon.  She was around 70, overweight but carried a big pair of tits. We got chatting in the supermarket restaurant and got on well, so well that after a month we started playing with each other in the car park as she was married. What she liked was me fingering her hairy fanny whilst she squirted little spurts of piss.

One afternoon she said, “Ken you know I get so horny when I go for a pee, I have to wank my clit. But hubby thinks it’s dirty and won’t give me what I want in that department.  So, as you said you liked my piss squirt, I was hoping you will help me take a piss tomorrow afternoon when he’s playing golf?”

“I would be more than do that, Pat. Have you ever been pissed up your cunt?  And what about your shithole? Or what would you say if we pissed over each other?”

“Oh fuck me, Ken, that sounds fucking lovely feel my knickers right now.”

She was right, her granny pants were soaking. I could not resist giving her a quick finger. 

“Oh Ken, that’s lovely, I know you like my dribbles.”

“You can dribble away as much as you like you dirty piss tart” I replied as I rammed four fingers up her now soaking wet hairy cunt.

After she calmed down, I noticed that her stockings were soaked as were her shoes, I presumed.

“Ken, honey, you know how to get me sexed up, you fucking sex god. Will you call round to mine at about 1.00 pm?”

“Pat, to start as we mean to go on you must make sure your bladder is really full when I arrive.” 

Wearing a see-through blouse showing off her lovely thick nipples and tight short skirt that strained against her fat belly, she had made an effort to get me turned on. And it worked. As far as I was concerned dressed like that she was sex on her cellulite-addled legs.

“I’m full Ken, -- lifting her skirt revealing an extended belly -- that’s why I had to take off my girdle.”

“Come here you horny piss tart and give me a lovely sloppy kiss.”

She had her tongue in my mouth and was starting to squirm. That’s just the way I wanted her. I had a great hard-on and a very full bladder and intended to give a good going over.  Pushing my cock into her tummy she pushed back.

“Oh no, I’m dribbling. Quick, in the toilet now.”

As she sat on the pan with her legs wide apart, my semi-hard dick was ready to give her a hot shower.

She was now ramming four fingers up her hairy hole and she was pissing faster.  “Fucking hell, Ken, don’t disappoint me -give me a drink, mamma’s thirsty.”

I stood over her face and pissed hard into her mouth. She could not take it all, so I directed it over her tits and between her hairy snatch. Her face lit up and she was in sexual heaven as she had a massive orgasm and piss squirted to boot. Then taking out her dentures she gobbled my limp cock. Each suck it got harder and didn’t take me long to shoot a few heavy wads of spunk that splattered all over her smiling face.

I am a sexual paradox. First, I am 35 yet only attracted to old women – I get so fucking turned on by their droopy tits, flabby bellies, wrinkles, fat hairy cunts, and shitholes.  Secondly, after being seduced by a plump geriatric nympho I also fell completely for girdle sex. Lastly, my old nympho made me piss on her hairy cunt every time she fingered herself on the toilet.

Now, I cannot often find randy old birds that wear girdles and have saggy tits and bellies but none at all to date who enjoy or will have piss sex.

What I wanted was a fat randy old lady who had some fetishes and liked piss play. Little did I know that the answer was Rosemary who was a tenant in a small block of flats let out to seniors, and I was the general factotum?

She was around 65, buxom going to fat but and good looking with great legs. On Tuesday last week, she asked me if I could help her with a ‘delicate situation’.

On the web, she found a site called dark secrets and had struck up a friendship with an elderly couple who had sent her some personal videos and they wanted some of her.

“The problem is I cannot film myself, can I? Would you do it for me? I am desperate because, for the first time in my life, I have found someone who shares my long-term but sadly unfulfilled interest in what I now believe is now called water sports.”

As soon as she said water sports, my nice thick eight-inch cock took notice and I agreed to help her.

That evening whilst having a sherry in her apartment, I asked how her interest in water sports started.

Well, one day, I was lying enjoying the sun in a field and started daydreaming of the usual stuff. I was horny and as no one was around, I took off my knickers and my clit started getting stiff, so to speak …and as I was coming, I had this massive urge to pee urgently, so just let it gush out which triggered the most fantastic orgasm.”

She added that she continued with her fetish on her own for many years as she thought she was a freak and not something, elderly ladies should enjoy.

“You know, this is the first time I have truly found someone like me and I intend to enjoy it.”

“Well, Rosemary, I am pleased to tell you I too am a devotee of piss sex and like you, have never found a lady to share it with.”

“Oh, that’s divine.”

We arranged a time for us to shoot the video the next day. Arriving that evening, Rosemary opened the door wearing a simple blouse covering a pair of ripe 36 DD melons finished with a light brown skirt that stretched over her bulging sexy belly and finished about 2 inches below the knee.

“Go through to the living room, I have set up the basics, so to speak, but we need to get run through how we will film this….I am just going to have a drink, would you like a beer?”

Bringing the drinks, she added, “Whilst I am not embarrassed in acknowledging my ‘kink’ so to speak, this is the first time anyone has seen me do it. The last thing I want is to feel humiliated. So, if what I am about to do is going to make you feel uneasy, please say so now and we will forget all about it.”

“Fuck me, Rosemary; I share your interest too. So no, I will not be embarrassed….more like excited. Shall we have another pint?”

She beamed and hurriedly refilled the glasses. “Now we know where we stand, let’s make a great movie”. Lifting the settee cover, she showed me the plastic sheets and those around it

“Now, I am not very creative, how you think we should film this. Do not forget this couple has been kind to send me some movies but they are rather basic…her on the toilet, him peeing on her at the same time. I would like something a bit different. What do you think?”

My mind was going into overdrive. “What about this? You are sitting down reading and sipping a drink, very refined. Then, think back to when you first started, slowly pulling up your skirt and start fingering yourself. You are daydreaming, the book falls and you undo your blouse to show off those luscious tits and pert nipples.

“Now bearing in mind that I am not here, you slowly open your legs wide for the close-up of your clit... and then I pan away. The thing is it will surprise the viewer. What do you think?”

Her smile gave me the green light.

My opinion of porn videos is that they are never very erotic; an erotic video, as opposed to a porn film, is harder because you have to engage and build up the viewers’ emotional climax as well as their physical climax.

“You are great. Now let’s start.”

She was in the mood and quickly finished off another pint of larger!

With her on the sofa, I started shooting but there was a problem …stage fright, I suppose. She looked like a very bad actress. “Look Rosemary, will it be ok if I help get your imagination going. That should get you in the mood.”

“Think back to those days, the sun is hot and you’re reading a saucy book.” Suddenly, as if a switch turned on, she was in the mood. The music and the effect of the larger took over. Languidly she slowly opened her creamy fat thighs and started caressing her silver-haired cunt, which highlighted her open crotch girdle.

Rosemary had a lovely bush of fanny hair. Whilst dreamily fingering herself she gradually unbuttoned her blouse, revealing those great tits. She was getting into the mood as I swear those nipples had grown by at least another quarter of an inch. She was shedding inhibitions as fast as her clit came out of her labia.

So far, I was just the cameraman, but I was also the voyeur. And boy did I want to fuck her. Fully reclined with her eyes dreamily half-closed, she started talking extremely dirty.

“I love my clit. It’s like a small cock in a way, don’t you think? And when I do this – rubbing her finger over the top - it makes me want to spurt.” As she said that, a shower of piss arched across to me. With three pints of larger in my straining bladder and a very big lob on, I was getting both randy and uncomfortable.

Seeing my bulge, she added, “I do believe I am turning you on – look at those trousers”

Looking down I saw a large wet patch.

“You’re dribbling, you naughty man. Take off those trousers right now and come over here.”

Still filming, I scrabbled out of my trousers and walked over. Taking my semi-hard dick Rosemary put it in her mouth and tongued my piss hole.

 It was fantastic but it also loosened my bladder and I squirted. With my piss, dribbling around her mouth Rosemary smiled and swallowed. “Now you know how to squirt too,” she said.

Never once during all this did, she let up pulling and tugging her clit and was getting very excited. “I don’t think I can hold out much longer, time for the close-up. This will make it easier for you.”

Lifting one leg up and still rubbing and tugging her ever-protruding thick clit, she was gone…. Sighs and moans and then, “Hey, I have a great orgasm when I piss, but I was thinking, it would be even better if you piss inside me at the same time. I know you can.”

This was not in the script, but my bladder was near to bursting, and not having taken my magic tablet, my semi-hard cock was up to the job. Why waste this experience?

Placing the camera low and checking that we would get a great scene, I went over and eased my piss proud cock into her very wet cunt.

“That’s great; you are going to make me very happy.”

“Oh, that’s lovely, not hard, not soft…just the way I like it. Then, slowly but steadily, surges of hot piss gushed from her hole as her orgasm started.

She started writhing underneath me and I opened my bladder and pissed deep into her. As soon as it hit her wall, she went nuts and I was covered in more piss. It went everywhere.

Suffice to say that as soon as it started it was over.

The film?  With editing, it looked great.  Rosemary’s cyber couple loved it so much that they invited her to bring ‘her friend’ when she visits them next month. I said that I was not sure as piss sex can only last as long as one’s bladder is full.

“Oh, you are a silly one. Look, Philip and Gwen, my new piss friends are into all sorts of perversions and fetishes. And as for me, I am looking forward to having lots of your lovely spunk up my cunt as long as you don’t mind if I squirt.”

Before meeting Philip and Gwen, I wanted to explore kinky fucking with Rosemary.  One thing that she fucking loved was when I put my hand up her skirt in the morning and shoved all my fingers up her hairy hole. Of course, she always pissed herself when she orgasmed.

And to my surprise, she took great delight in pissing in public. Her favourite was wearing a plastic mac and walking with me in the park. So when she pissed herself while she walked in front of me, I told her she was a dirty, fucking piss whore. She loved being spoken to like that.

 Needless to add of course that at home she always wanted me fuck her shit hole so she could piss freely as possible. I preferred fucking old ladies’ arse holes, as they are usually much tighter than their cunts.

Before we left to drive to our hosts, Rosemary informed me that it had been agreed, that the first lot of sex play would be focused on piss, as she and they wanted to, as she said, “Soak up and enjoy the fun.” She had no idea what they had in store. But we had to arrive with bladders nicely filling up and ready for action.  Rosemary added that the hosts had kindly said that it would be best if we both wore minimal light clothing and no underwear

Philip and Gwen, you could tell were a very sexual couple. 

Gwen was similar to Rosemary in build, fat with big tits. Philip was a small guy and looked very unassuming.

They made us extremely welcome with Philip giving me a very tight hug, grinding his crotch into mine, which I liked, as I was pleasantly surprised to feel his cock get nice and hard as was mine.  Rosemary and Gwen were also hugging pressing their massive titties against each other and I swear I saw Rosemary put her hand up Gwen’s very short skirt but it could have been my imagination.

After a few minutes, Gwen said that she was positive that we would all like a nice big drink and went to make the coffees. Of course, I should have guessed, the coffees came in very large mugs. 

I looked over at Rosemary who had the biggest smile.  Suddenly she said to Philip, “Tell me, Philip, when did you first enjoy piss sex?”

“Well, Rosemary, it started when I was obsessed with wanking but I used to cum too soon. But I found that if I had a full bladder, I could last a lot longer and after shooting my spunk, I just pissed myself and it was glorious. Then afterward I was highly turned on when I used to visit my granny and listened to her having a very loud piss. One day she caught me outside the toilet door and whilst I thought she would be annoyed, but she just smiled and said then next time she wanted to ‘go’ would I like to help her?   Of course, I agreed and it got to the stage where she would give me a blowjob whilst taking a piss. It went further as I wanted to finger her as she pissed.  We both enjoy doing that even though shewas85.

Whilst he was telling us his story, Gwen was looking at me and at the same time, pulling up her skirt and parting her fat thighs to give me a bird’s eye of her grey hairy cunt.  I could see that Rosemary had taken this as the sign previously agreed she said to Philip: “Philip, your story has got me quite excited.  I just love my cunt filled with spunk and then washed out with strong streams of piss. Have you ever tried it with Gwen?  Here let me show you, you don’t mind do you, Gwen, you’ve told us to help ourselves.”

Gwen, now unashamedly fingering her gash said, “Of course take him into the conservatory and your young man and I will watch”.

Their conservatory was extremely warm with under floor heating and with the lack of rugs and plastic-covered easy chairs and sofa it was their pissing palace.

My now naked Rosemary was getting Philip nice and hard and I was jealous. His cock was not big it was very thick.  Lying on her back, he entered her hairy twat and started humping her.

Gwen had got my cock out and said, “I bet your bladder is fit to burst – mine is. Now let’s get you nice and hard and you can fist me. I don’t know if they both timed it but we all came at the same time. Philip then pissed up Rosemary’s fanny for a least a minute and, I don’t know what came over me, but Gwen and I were pissing over each other she urged me to piss in her mouth saying, “Give momma another hot drink.”  It was fucking wild and very erotic.

After we cleaned up and showered, it was time to leave but they promised us some more fun and games next Saturday.

The following Saturday could not come quick enough as far as we were concerned.  Arriving in the afternoon, Gwen invited Rosemary to go shopping with her and said for us boys to amuse ourselves – “We have some lovely horny videos you can watch”.

Phil made us a drink and put on one of the videos. It was kinky. There were two guys dressed in stockings and knickers feeling up and double fucking a fat granny with a massive hairy twat. 

I must admit it was making me very horny and my cock was tenting in my trousers.  Phil’s cock was doing the same.  So we agree to wink each other as a change.   It was lovely; lots of pre cum made it very easy. And we took it very slow so as not to cum too soon. 

Phil said asked if I was bi like him.  I said that I had not considered it, but I must be a bit as I was enjoying our wanking.

Then he shocked me by admitting that not only was he bi but also cross-dressed. He said that he loved wearing ladies’ panties and sheer nylons and his favourite thing was being fucked up in his shithole while fucking his wife. “But the best bit is that when we’ve all cum, we piss up the holes and then let it all ooze out.

“It is the ultimate orgasm, “he added.

We both agree that our piss session was good. But I said the trouble was that they didn’t last very long as you can only piss so much.

Then he started telling me how he and his wife can make it last for hours.

“First, you make sure that your bladders are full to bursting but you hold it in. For us guys it’s easy as when we have a hard-on we can’t piss, I cannot at least.”

The wife and I go shopping and she just loves dribbling her piss all over the place and nobody knows a thing.   And back in the car, I start fingering her and as she cums, she also squirts out a fuck load of hot piss. You will have to teach Rosemary how to dibble her piss. It is so fucking erotic”.

You lucky so and so.  Stefan 

Hi all, I am an old guy who has three very strong fetishes namely,  old ladies who enjoy piss and piss sex, pissing myself, and pissing up old ladies cunts.  I have written about 70 porn stories around these fetishes and I was hoping that members might be able to suggest some good hot piss storylines I could use.   If you want to read my piss porn stories go to

www.literotica.com and my writers name is writinguy48.

Look forward to hearing from you  Stefan, seniorsexlover  

I am an old guy (now 75) and a very strong lover of piss sex. Also prefer old ladies who prefer me to  finger their old cunts whilst they take a nice long piss.  I write heavy porn stories about piss sex. They can be found at www.literotica.com. Look for stories by writinguy48. So, are  there any older ladies with similar tastes?

Background

I own a shoe shop specialising in foot ware for elderly ladies. Having a very strong fetish for sex with old ladies, my initial objective was just to look up their skirts. To make that easy I use an old-fashioned footstool, one end for me to sit on, and a raised plinth for them to place their feet.  However, a few of my more liberated ladies freely opened their legs and enjoyed me looking at their covered and uncovered old cunts. And if I showed them some interest and flattery a select few wanted me to help them sexually. Old Beth was my first conquest.

It had been a while finding another lovely old piss pervert like Beth. But that all changed when a largish lady around 80ish asked me to help her find some slip on shoes with a very low heel. I invited her take off her coat and sit down.

“I am sure I can help you madam. I pride myself on providing a fulfilling personal service. My name is Brian and you are?”

 “Hazel, I was recommended by my dearest friend, Beth. She said that you provide a very intimate service. Now, what about those shoes?”

“What size, Hazel?”

“Either 4 and a ½ or 5 depending on type.”

I went to the stock room and brought back several types, and placing them down in front of her, she picked two designs.

“Right Hazel, will you put your feet on the plinth so I can take your shoes off.”

If Beth has told her everything, tubby Hazel needed warming up. Picking up the new shoe I got her to put on foot on the plinth. But I could see by her face she was in some distress. She, playing about, saying she was not comfortable and getting up, pulled her dress up above her knees. 

“That’s a lot better”, she said with a smirk on her lips.

Lifting her leg up I slipped on the shoe and remarked that she had very nice legs.

“Oh Brian you flatterer, I bet you say that to all you old ladies.”

Lifting up her leg I laid it on “Well, actually no Hazel. You do actually have sexy legs if I may be as bold.”

Putting her leg down she slowly opened them giving me a good view of her piss stained wet knickers nestling over her open crotch girdle.

“Brian, Beth was right, you do make us oldies feel good. Do you prefer old ladies to young ones then?”

“Definitely Hazel, if I may be blunt, I love everything about them from their hairy vaginas to large floppy tits. I’m sorry if I have offended you using such coarse language.”

“You haven’t Brian; in fact my dead husband used dirty filthy words because he knew it got me sexed up. So what else do old horny ladies do that gets you excited?”

“Now, if I tell you, Hazel, promise me you won’t get upset because some people think it is extremely perverted.”

“I think I know. Beth told me that you love water sports. Why else do you think I came here? My lovely dead hubby introduced me to it and for the last 30 years I have done virtually all types of sex play involving piss. I bet I can show you a few new moves. In fact I am very happy to have found you Brian because we piss lovers are not perverts.  Why not come round to my place tomorrow night and we take things from there?”

Of course I was round her place like a shot with bladder getting full! As Hazel appeared at the door, my fat cock rose like a rocket. Her skirt was tight showing off her lovely fat belly straining to get out.  Up top she had left off her bra highlighting her lovely big tits and bullet nipples outlined against a tight blouse. She looked so ripe.

As soon as she closed the door, she cupped her hand around my cock and whispered, “I hope you getting full, and I can hardly hold mine in.” I n the lounge, she had the coffee ready. I wanted to find out all about her piss play history. “There is so much to tell, Brian. But let’s make it nice and wet as I tell you. Don’t worry I have tailored made plastic cover under this settee.” We were ready, cock straining and oozing out pre-cum and she with her dress up.

“Brian, you have a massive cock, let me suck it and give you an exclusive extra.” Taking her dentures out, she had my half-stiff dick down her throat.  Boy, could she do the business. It was not long before I was ready to cum. “I’m Cumming Hazel” expecting her to ease off, but no she took all the spunk I had. Moreover, what she said afterwards when my limp dick fell from her mouth shocked me? “Now young man give you can wash all that nice creamy spunk down” as she took my limp cock back in. Well, I was learning something new as I re-started to piss.  It was a massively strong hot stream and she couldn’t take it all. However, that did not stop my lovely old lover directing it over her face and blouse.

Rubbing her large fat tits under her soaking wet blouse was so  erotic I felt my cock rising again.  “Oh fuck me Brian I want that lovely piece of meat up this old cunt.”

Following her upstairs, I was in awe of big fat arse and could not resist putting my hand up her skirt. 

“Oh that’s lovely, but be patient only a few more steps.”

We stripped off and as she got on the bed, I heard that familiar sound of plastic. Laying there in all her glory, I could not help myself as I knelt over her lovely bushy cunt.

“Oh yes you perverted fucker eat my cunt. But be prepared I dribble and piss a lot.”

Hazel started groaning as I burrowed my tongue into her hairy folds, seeking out and finding her engorged, clit. Sucking it she started pulling his head into  her slack wet sex.

 “Yes, yes you fucker, give mummy what she wants.”

Her piss hole was pushing out lovely hot nectar which was flowing down between her fat arse cheeks. He drank from that well, tasting it as it flowed from her. She started to lift up her arse and he did not need to be told.  Wantonly my fingers went up her shithole pushing them in  as far as I could.

Hazel just loved it and as she pushed her arse down covering all his fingers. “Fist fuck me you sexy fucker.” It was all new to me as it seemed like an out-of-body, especially when I felt her push out a massive piss explosion and at the same time could feel a fat turd.

As Hazel calmed down, she said, “Brian that was one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. Now get the lovely cock into my wet hole.”

He was so ready to cum that he shot four or five times. Moreover, as he calmed down pissed for ages up her hole.

Over a nice cup of tea in her living room the following week Hazel told me some more of her piss adventures, but that is for the next story.

As an avid granny lover and being relatively young (35) I decided that to get up close access to old ladies (the older the better) three years ago to open a small shoe shop that specialised in shoes for elderly ladies. Everyone said I was mad and would go bust in short order.  But the point is that elderly women really do appreciate the very personal service and I have been proved right. 

At first, my perverted objective was just to look up their skirts. But what amazed me was that quite a few of my late sixties to eighties ladies freely opened their legs and enjoyed me looking at their covered and uncovered old cunts. And if I showed them some interest and flattery a select few wanted me to help them sexually.

One such lady was Beth. She was smart in her late seventies – overweight, big bust, and lots of wrinkles.  To make things easier for my ladies (and to look up their skirts), I use an old-fashioned footstool, one end for me to sit on, and a raised plinth for them to place their feet.

As I was holding her ankle to put on the shoe, she mentioned that I had nice soft hands and it made her feel “warm inside” I think that was what she said.  She then went on to ask me why I specialised in shoes for the elderly and I told her that seniors were greatly unappreciated and I enjoyed their company very much.

“So, you like us old biddies?”

“I do very much Beth, especially elderly ladies such as yourself. It gives me great pleasure in looking after their needs.”

“Well then, would it be too much to rub my calves”

As I gently caressed her lovely fat calves she said: “You really do like us oldies” and lifting up her leg, asked me to stimulate her thighs.

Giving me the invitation to finger her cunt. I didn’t because other customers were browsing.  So, I suggested that she came back for a private fitting tomorrow after the shop was shut.

On the dot of 5.30 the next day, in she walked. This time she was dressed in a nice flared skirt and jacket and sat down. 

“Now, young man, I don’t want you to think I am some kind of sex-crazed granny, because I’m not. But yesterday, you made me feel so desirable I could barely contain myself.  But first, what is your name? 

“Brian, at your service Beth”

“Well Brian, when you were massaging my calves yesterday, I had the naughtiest thoughts. I won’t tell you what they were, but I would like to continue where we left off. Would that be okay with you?”

“As I said Beth, I am at your service and to serve you, if that is what takes your fancy?”

She sat down and I was at the end of the stool.

“Now, ease up your skirt and open your legs, and I will give you a lovely surprise”.

“Oh, you naughty boy, do your worst.”

Not bothering with her calves or thighs, my hands made a beeline for her cunt. Surprising me, she wore small knickers which made it much easier to finger her. And as a bonus, she was as hairy as fuck.

She was very encouraging, lifting up her skirt further and moving down on the chair so I could see her lovely hairy shit hole as well. As I put two fingers in her hairy hole, she started.

“Oh yes, Brian, that’s really good, play with my clit.”

She had a nice thick protruding clit and it took only a couple of minutes of vigorous finger rubbing for her to cum and with it the added kinky benefit of a little piss squirt.

As she recovered from her orgasm, she pulled me forward and we kissed deeply exchanging lots of lovely saliva.

“Now Brian, it’s your turn”

With that ,we changed places and she proceeded to give my raging hard 7-inch cock a fucking great blow job and insisted I shot my cum over her wrinkled face.

Wiping it off, she asked if I could make a house call to her next week.

How could I resist? 

Of course, my predilection for old and very old ladies soon got on to the geriatric grapevine and I had lots of clients, but the most interesting were the ones who had fetishes, like pissing/squirting, anal, or better making their partners watch.

Now, I must own up, piss play and fucking arseholes are my two favourites.  A lot of old women, seem to like anal play as it is something they have never tried.  My ideal fuck, is to shove it up her bum, playing with her fanny, and then when I have shot my bolt, piss up the shithole and watch it dribble down their wrinkly legs.

Now, not many old ladies have a liking for these types of things, so I have to train them. Beth was a willing pupil.

At her home, I took her to the toilet and kissed and played with her nice droopy tits. Taking her by surprise I turned her around so she was leaning on the toilet cistern. Her hairy arse looked so inviting so I started coating her rosebud with pre cum from now hard cock.

"Oh, your filthy sod, yes push it in my bum hole, oh you horny sod."
Within a few quick jerks, my spunk was shooting up to her old bowels.

"Was that good?" she asked as she held my dick.

"Wonderful, a long-held fantasy fulfilled. I can honestly say that I have had plenty of fantasies about you and  I hope that you will let me fulfil them with you"

"Oh Brian, what sort of fantasies, really naughty ones I hope?"
Using the foulest dirty language I could muster, I told her.

"I love this dirty talk  tell me what you want to do next?"
When I outlined my love of water sports and especially when my old ladies are pissing so I can finger them at the same time.
"You want to me really do that?"

"Yes Beth, people call it water sports or having a golden shower, my wife does it for me on a regular basis, but doing it with an old lady like you is much sexier."

"And what about my bum then? I loved it when you fucked it.

“What if I said that I want to lick your hairy arsehole?"

"You are a dirty sod, but you are driving me wild with all this talk. I haven’t had proper sex for years, but I must admit to having a good feel of my fanny most nights thinking of you.

"Well you dirty boy, you can have your wish, but first Aunty Beth gets her wish and that is to feel you inside me. She then took me to her bedroom and on her big king-size bed, I fucked her until both of us were exhausted.