Fingering old wet cunts

[seniorsexlover 63]

 

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 was rearranging 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 very large tits. Initially, she did not seem the type who when 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 so now, 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 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.

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.