As an avid granny fucker I went on a cruise to find willing old or even ancient ladies to have sex with me. Little did I know just how much success and enjoyment I would have.
On the first night at dinner, I was placed on a table next a single lady who I judged to be in her late seventies early eighties – my favourite age group. She was nice and tubby verging on fat. But at 5’ 3” she looked good and had nice pair of tits.
I introduced myself ( Spencer) and she said her name was Agnes. I asked if she was travelling alone, and she answered that the company had messed up allocating tables and she agreed to dine on her own, not with her lady friends. “And to be frank I am glad of the mix up because I am sitting next to a handsome young man like you” “I disagree, I’m the lucky one in having such an attractive lady thinking I’m handsome.” Gently placing her hand on my thigh she said “Well you are, and I wish I were 40 years younger”. Leaning in towards her I whispered “Well you know what they say, you’re only as old as the man you feel” and gave her a wink. “So, how old should I feel?” “I’m 35” and added, “My apologies, Agnes, I didn’t mean to make you feel older than you are”. She said that I was a lovely flirt and she was 84. “No way” I replied. “You need glasses, Spencer.” So I said.” You know what they say, Agnes lust and love is blind”. We both laughed.
After dinner as I was about to leave the table she said with a lazy smile “Spencer, I am not usually this forward, but would you care to join me for a drink in the Jazz Bar?” I told her that I would love to.
We found a quiet corner and started to chat, just general chit chat about the cruise and life on the ship. Then out of the blue, she asked me if I were married, I told her I was divorced and added, “What about you Agnes surely a lovely lady like you must have a man somewhere.” “I’ve been a widow for twelve years and, honestly Spencer I really miss the company of a man friend. “I perplexed Agnes, why such a sensuous and nice lady like you hasn’t found someone. “Well, to be blunt I don’t fancy another old man. “But what about a young man then? “Chance would be a fine thing. What young man would be interested in an old lady like me?” “I would jump at the chance”. I replied.
At that moment her group of lady friends joined us. “Looks like Agnes has found a toy boy.” That broke the ice and after introductions the night went well. They flirted with me and me with them. Agnes had disappeared for a pee and when she rejoined us discreetly pressed a note into my hand. And straight away she said she was very tired and needed some sleep. Escorting her to the exit of the she told me to meet her in her cabin in fifteen minutes. “Are you you sure?” “I am if you meant what you said about lust earlier.” As she said that, my cock stirred. And it was nice and hard when I quietly knocked her cabin door. “Hello sweet pee,come in before anyone sees you”. Strangely, she was in the same dress “I thought you were going to slip into something a little more comfortable Agnes “ “I was but thought you might think that I was being a little bit presumptuous. But I have freshened myself up for you.” I said “From when I first saw you darling I knew you would always fresh enough for me.”
My cock was aching for action and I pulled her in for our first long lingering kiss with our tongues playing with each other’s. This old lady was fucking passionate pushing her belly into my cock. She seemed desperate to have me and I was going to give her just what she wanted.
I broke away from our wet embrace and whispered “Let me take off your skirt.” I pulled down the zip and eased it over her fat hips as it slid to the floor leaving my hands free to roam. Before I could get going she was undoing and taking down my trousers and pants letting my rock hard cock spring out. “Oh, dear boy it’s beautiful, long and thick, just as I like it”. she exclaimed.
“Agnes, now your turn” I said as I pulled down her tights and then her knickers which were nice and wet. She was a piss dribbler, lovely. Her cunt was was nice and and plump and still quite hairy. Her labia lips were wrinkled just as I knew they would be. I was going to ravish this lovely wrinkly lady. As usual I was producing loads of pre cum and she was ready.
“Spencer it’s been such a long time please be gentle”. I told her not to worry as I got the KY gel from my jacket pocket. We were soon fully undressed Side by side on the bed, I told her that to really enjoy our time together we must use dirty and swear words. “Oh that’s a relief, Spencer. I love talking dirty. Now lets fucking get down to it.” As noticed when we met, Agnes naked, was quite plump but not fat by any means. Her tits were full and saggy but for an 80 plus woman she was pretty good shape.
I began kissing her. She was a great kisser and soon she had crawled on top of me and really going for it with her tongue playing with mine. I ran my hand down her back and over her big bum cheeks and fingered her bum crack. I wanted more so slipped my hand onto my cock and got it covered with pre-cum. I revisited my her bum crack with my middle finger. She continued snogging me while I worked my wet finger into her puckered bum hole and pushed it in slowly to the second knuckle and wriggled it around. To my surprise she loved it. “Oh I adore my shithole being fingered Spencer.” Our kissing then progressed with even more passion than before. I then broke away from her embrace and removed my finger from her shitter.
I gently rolled her off me and started flicking my tongue over her nipples while my hand went between her chubby thighs and gently stroked her plump hairy cunt.
I was expecting her labia lips to be dry but no, she was dribbling minute piss drops. It was so erotic to me. I had to get my tongue in it, so I broke away from her breasts and made sure her knees were as wide as possible. Then lying down I clamped my mouth over her gapping cunt slit and began sucking, licking and probing her hole with my tongue. “Oh no, darling, if you eat my cunt any more, I am going to piss.” “Piss away, I love it.” God she smelt and tasted good. She started to moan and convulse her hips, her hairy cunt lips engorged with blood and her piss wet hole were just right. “Come on Spencer, fuck my old granny cunt please, I want to feel that lovely long fat cock inside me.” With the bulbous head of my cock just into her hole, I slowly fed it into her with short stokes getting deeper and deeper with every thrust until I could feel my balls slapping against her shithole crack.
It took all my will power not to cum because it felt so good, she was really making a lot of noise saying stuff like “Fuck me harder baby boy”. She was really a great old shag. I took her hand and put in on her clit and she started moaning even loader as I really started to give this old granny what she wanted.
As I was pounding I felt her piss dribbles get stronger and run down between her arse cheeks. Which was ideal as I then finger fucked her shit hole. She could not get enough. She quickly orgasmed then pushed me off, turned over on all fours,and then commanded me to fuck her arsehole.
With long slow strokes her tight shit hole was a delight. Of course it did not take long for my spunk to shoot out into her bowels. I finished her off my giving her clit a vigourous rubbing.
After we had recovered, she remarked, “Spencer that was really nice, my first, second and third orgasm in 10 years. I hope my pee didn’t repulse you, I am slightly incontinent.”
“Agnes, I loved it that you pissed. I have kink for piss sex.” “Really, you should have said before we started, I too like it. So will we be doing this again before the cruise is over?” “Of course we will, and I want to discuss our sexual likes.” I did get lucky with some other old ladies one of whom was fucking really perverted. Maybe I will tell you more soon.
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