You’ve heard of nudist beaches but what about a beach for horny pensioners! Like you I would not have believed it but it does exist. Situated in a tiny coastal town it is privately owned by Hazel and Doug a delightful elderly couple, who also own the adjacent ‘Periwinkle’ boutique hotel. I stumbled across it when I took a holiday staying in nearby small bed and breakfast place run by a lady called Shelia.
At first, I thought she was around 60 years old but later found that 70 plus was more accurate. Shelia let me know she was still sexually active insomuch that I on the first night, I could not ignore the moans and groans and the oohs and ahrs with the occasional “Oh yes that’s it.” Wearing a dress two sizes too small emphasising her wobbly belly and tits that were hardly contained she brought my breakfast and smiling said: Mr James, I hope my naughty antics didn’t keep you awake last night?”
“Well, Shelia they did and I enjoyed them. From the sounds you must have had a good orgasm.” “Strange you should say that because most young men are normally repulsed by old people enjoying sex.” “Call me Pete, Shelia. Well, I am unusual insomuch as I prefer their company and sexual enjoyment, although I prefer the word seniors. You got me rather excited last night. Maybe we could discuss it over coffee later on.” “I would like that. I’ll bring the coffee on the patio at 11.”
Sitting in the sun, Shelia brought the coffee and a change of clothes. Her simple shift dress was extremely thin clearly showing braless tits and very large nipples. As she sat down opposite, she deliberately pulled up her dress revealing chunky cellulite dimpled thighs.
“Pete, so you prefer sex with geriatrics like me."
“Absolutely Shelia, and I must say, your dress looks very inviting.”
“So, you’re not put off by me being fat and wrinkly?”
“Hell no, your body turns me on. I hope you have a nice hairy fanny."
“Actually, yes I do.” Standing up she pulled me up and close to her saying,
“Would you be so kind to kiss and finger me?” Pulling her in tight my cock went really hard against her lovely floppy belly. She didn’t need an invitation as she forced her tongue in and away, we went. After a couple of minutes, she murmured. “Your cock feels huge” as she pushed her tummy really hard against it. With her warmed up, I lifted her dress and cupped her hairy cunt.
And blow me no knickers and her pubes were soaking. Easing two fingers in and my thumb on her clit she was in heaven. “Oh yes, young Pete, you do love us oldies. Now bring me off. Faster you fucker.” As I increased speed and to my delight, she started dribbling hot piss. “Oh fuck, that’s it, more, I’m going to cum.” Which heralded a lovely gush of steaming piss.
“Shelia, you are one sexy old bitch. I love that you piss.” “I’m so glad Pete, virtually every man who I fucked was disgusted.” “Well, I am not. Now, I would appreciate it if you will take care of my cock.” Back in the lounge, she laid down on the sofa and took out her dentures and replaced them with my cock. It was one of the best blow jobs I had. I shot so much spunk she let it dribble down on to her luscious wrinkly droopy tits.
After we cleaned up, she told me about the horny pensioners’ beach. “It started five years ago when Hazel and Doug, the then new hotel owners discovered that virtually all their income came from old ladies and young and middle-aged men who used it as discreet meeting place for sex. When they asked why their hotel the oldies said that when they used normal hotels the staff and some guests sneered and made them feel uncomfortable. She continued. “It was by accident when a couple of horny old fuckers booked in and they found that Hazel and Doug were not condescending but actively encouraged them to be sexually outrageous.” “How outrageous.” “Well, things like fucking on the lawns, having a piss in the open air, public wanking, you get the picture?” When they bought the beach and fenced it off, well the oldies loved it. There was one big problem, most of the old guys had problems getting hard or worse, not getting hard. And not many over 60s could shoot a lot of spunk and only once a day. The answer was young blood, men like you who preferred playing with and fucking old ladies.” So, like everything it was left to the ladies to solve the problem. First, they canvassed the ladies who already had young admirers and second, they put ads on granny porn sites asking men to enjoy a weekend with nice ladies who had their best interests at heart. To make it perfectly clear the included several phots all showing ladies in revealing clothing. Within a month the hotel was full-up for 4 weeks!” “Wow Gloria, we’ll have to visit it tomorrow. In the meantime, it’s is time we fucked.” She grabbed me by the hand and guided me into the bedroom. "Kiss me". She demanded. As I went to do so she whispered, “Down there.” I adore sucking and licking old cunts. To make sure she enjoyed it I started on her fat inner thighs and slowly worked my way to her very hairy and piss-soaked cunt I covered all the bases licking the protruding outer labia then I split her inner labia with my tongue, and feeling her old juice on the way up to her pleasure button. As I caressed her clit and enjoying myself, she pulled my head hard against her groin. “Oh yes, my boy you really know what to do. "Yes, yes, yes, yes," she said as she orgasmed pissing in my face. She shook several times and then collapsed with a guttural sound whilst pulling my head out from her thighs. She was one fucking horny OAP! As Gloria was lying on her back, her tits were flat but I grabbed them. They were soft and flabby. I licked over a nipple. She liked it because she stopped jerking off and the grip around my cock tightened. I sucked on one tit and then the other. I was getting so hard it hurt, so I pushed it in. "Yes, take me," she said and she pushed and I was in. She was so warm that my cock felt wonderfully squeezed. Slowly pushing in and back felt good. I reached down between her legs pushed two fingers up her shithole. "Yes, yes, " give it to me hard." She was a great fuck. But as she said, there was a lot more to come. The following afternoon she appeared in a dress that was obscenely short and hardly contained her wrinkled mummeries. She suggested we had coffee in the hotel lounge. “Pete promise me you will be discreet as there will be action that will surprise you.” “Sure Gloria, let’s go.” The lounge was dim and it took a while to acclimatise as I went to order the coffee. Gloria already had her legs wide open as I sat down. Discreetly looking around I was dumbfounded. In a dark corner booth were a granny (who must have been late eighties) and a guy no older than 19, kissing and wanking each other. There was a group of genteel looking old cunts having tea, who on closer view, had their hand up each other’s skirts. All the old ladies wore short dresses or skirts and see through blouses flashing various shaped and sized tits. I said to Gloria, “This is too much to take in, I am going for a stroll on the beach.” Gloria had told me that nudity was not allowed on the beach. That could account for the fact there were not many sunbathing. As I strolled along the shore line my potential granny fuck eyes zeroed a lovely BBW granny, sunning herself. What really caught my eye was the amount of hair poking from the gusset of her swimsuit. I suspected she deliberately pulled some out to give everyone a good eyeful.
I was too good an opportunity to miss. So having nothing to lose I went up to her and asked if I could keep her company.
“Do you want to keep me company, or just get a better look at this,” as she opened her legs.
I was intrigued. Here was a large lady aged at least 75 and a brazen exhibitionist. “Ok I’m hooked, do you enjoy showing off or is there another reason”.
“It’s far simpler than that, yes, I like showing off and, strange as it might seem for a woman of my age, I enjoy sex and the only way I can get it these days, is by showing off my best attributes. And it never fails. Men of all ages just can’t resist. How old are you sweetie, early 20s?”
Her name was Connie and she asked me to lie next to her so we could ‘get to know each other better’. She asked if I was attracted to her hairy fanny, to which I said yes.
‘” You know, sweetie, I just adore it when men like a really bushy fanny.” Turning on her side, added, “Go on have feel, I know you want to, nobody is interested in what we’re doing’.
Turning on my side facing her I slipped my hand down into her undergrowth, pulled the thin gusset aside, and started fingering her. “Oh, that’s nice; now let’s see what you’ve got”.
Deftly sliding her hand down my shorts she smiled and said, “That’s a lovely piece of meat, sweetie. Now, we are in the right place, let’s cum together”.
Finding her clit now swollen, I rubbed it gently as she rubbed my pre-cum over and up and down my cock. We must have been at it for a good 10 minutes, when we both cum.
Rolling back, Connie remarked that was a good beginning and asked if I had any special requests. But just as I started to answer, she stopped me. “Hold that thought sweetie, I need a pee”. Lying back, she pulled up her knees, pulled the gusset aside and pissed into the sand.
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