We would all love to think that there are  mature ladies out
there who just love fucking. But, in truth they are very few old
ladies who still want sex. So we have fantasies. I have several.
Here  is one in story format. Hope you enjoy.

THE FANTASY FUCK STORE FOR MATURE LADIES WHO LOVE WEARING GIRDLES

First, let me own up. I am a mature man, yet ever since I was
young and saw a gorgeous mature buxom lady wearing a girdle and
on top of guy fucking his brian out, I have maintained a fetish
for plump mature women with big floppy tits wearing open crotch
girdles and no underwear ...oh yes, and they should have a lovely
hairy cunts.  Hope you enjoy, will write more if there is
interest.


So when a friend, who owned a fashion and shoe shop for shall we
say, mature women, found out that I was semi retired she asked if
I could help her for two days a week, who was I to argue?
I told her that I had no experience.
`Well, Ken, you know how to sell -- shoes and clothes are no
different, and you do have a great sense of what suits a woman.
All you have to do is help them and assist fitting as our more
mature clients like a `personal service'...with the emphasis on
personal'.

I was intrigued. `Well all good service is personal...what other
kind is there?
`Come on, Ken', replied Heather, `how do you think an expensive
old fashioned show like this stays viable. You must have noticed
that all our specialist products designed specifically for
highlighting and making our older `ladies' look and feel  sexy. 
In short we provide a discreet and private outlet where mature
ladies feel safe - and satisfied -- to buy fashionable, sensuous
garments and lingerie that flatter them. Also our service
includes fulfilling their sexual fantasies whilst doing so.'

`You mean to say every one of your customers pays top money to
get their rocks off in one way or another?'
`That's it precisely. You see Ken' - Heather was warming to her
specialisation now....
`When highly sexed older women, they are maybe lonely, lost a
husband or lover, they still get the horny hots and have
fantasies.  I provide this discreet outlet for them to fulfil
their fantasies and try new things...and above all, am pampered,
admired and serviced without any fear or humiliation'.

Well, who was I to disagree and confirmed that I would start the
following Wednesday morning. During the interim my imagination
went into overdrive, thinking of all kinds of scenarios ranging
from mild to downright disgusting. Well, time would tell if I was
right or way off the mark!


Come Wednesday morning I entered an empty shop ready to be
briefed by Heather.
Going round the store she pointed out the sections.
`As you see, we provide items  to enhance, show-off, as she  held
up a pair of sheer nylon open crotch pyjama bottoms  as an
example.   As most of our ladies curvaceous we also specialise in
all types of girdles - from sheer see through gossamer to
all-in-one types.  But in all cases they come only with a high
cut open crotch.  The ladies prefer them as it seems they like to
show off'.
"Ken, our ladies like to `be seen'. So it is essential that you
are confident in being able to provide an admiring `personal
perspective'  when measuring  and when they ask, hint or wantonly
show off'.
Looking at my cock bulge,  Heather added "I can see that will be
no problem for you".

Our tour included other section: shoes, dresses, skirts etc and
then I noticed a discreet sign saying `fitting and beauty
centre'.
Opening the door  I saw a swanky massage type table several easy
chairs and a small sofa ...and lots of mirrors.
 Looking around Heather added  `if you have done you job well 
and the ladies request  more assistance, this is where you are
free  do whatever they want in any  way or method they prefer'.


Come 10.00 the open sign went up and our first customers entered
around 11. Not knowing what to do exactly or where to start,
Heather told me to go to the shoe department.
`It is amazing how many mature ladies just love showing
themselves, to an appreciative audience", she remarked'.

No sooner was she gone when an attractive if slightly plump lady
of I would guess, about 55 to 60, asked if she could try some
gold strappy sandals that she wanted for her next holiday.
 `Certainly madam, what size?'
`Four and a half but four if they are a wide fitting' she replied
as anyone buying shoes would do.

But this was not self service. This was old fashioned personal
service and befitting such she went and sat down whilst I went
for the sandals. As you will recall, years ago shoe shops
provided a full service - measuring and fitting.
And we too had that old device that allowed me to sit on one end
to facilitate fitting the shoe which of course meant that the
ladies had to lift up their leg to place their foot on the
platform just below my crotch. Those old shoe shop guys must have
seen some sights!

Returning with about 6 pairs of appropriate sandals she said,
`you're new aren't you'?
`Just started today Ms?'
 `Johnson', she said, 'but please call me Cathy'. And you are?
" Ken ....pleased to meet you Cathy'.

Not knowing what she was into so to speak, I invited  her to take
off her coat and in doing so, I surveyed her. Bearing in mind my
real task I set to work with the compliments and respond to the
innuendo.
It  wasn't difficult as her curvaceous figure was encased in a
simple line skirt that ended a couple of inches above the knee.
They were indeed beautiful sheer nylon clad legs. But the big
surprise was the blouse. Definitely not Laura Ashley: more Dior
black hiding - not very successfully - a staggering 40 D pair of
delicious tits, in a low cut black bra- they were almost falling
out. Yes, this was a fantasy customer all right.

`Cathy, that outfit is really stunning. You have excellent style'
`This is one of my favourites. It makes me feel good and at my
age, anything that does that, has to be good. Besides my belief
is that if you've got it flaunt it. What say you, Ken? I can see
you are a man with a keen eye,  her eyes roving over by crotch.

Sitting down ,  she slowly  lifted her right leg on to it and 
smilingly said ` help me see which of these delightful sandals is
going to  have the effect I am looking for?'
So playing it by instinct I took gently took hold of her ankle
and went to take off her black pumps she was wearing.
`Just a minute Ken, they are rather tight, let me help you". With
that Cathy opened her legs to bend over and  to pull off her shoe
giving me my eyes  more than enough time to travel up her lovely
plump thighs to her pussy jungle of fabulous salt and pepper
curly hair nestled just below her girdle line.
And she did the same again with the other leg. "There, that
should make it easier for you"
What ...tickle her clit or fit the bloody sandals? Then the penny
dropped. Cathy was a classic exhibitionist and obviously enjoyed
showing off and obviously wanted more.

Fitting  the second pair,  instead of taking her ankle, I held
her calf. ` You know Cathy, it  will make it easier for  me to
see how this clips fit if you could possibly lift up your leg a
bit more'.
Her eyes lit up.  ` That's going to be hard in this skirt, Ken',
she said breathlessly.  `I'll have to pull it up a wee bit'
Demurely she pulled up her skirt about 3 inches and  spreading
her milky white fat thighs lifted up her leg  revelling in
showing  her luscious and very  moist hairy cunt lips.
Smiling she added,  ` can you see better now, Ken?'
Then,  as if she had just discovered she was not wearing
underwear,  she added, ` making all the arrangements for this
holiday is very stressful, I clear forget to put my undies on
this morning, so I am sorry for any embarrassment I may have
caused you'.

Pushing it further, I replied, `No not at all. In fact, I am a
great admirer of woman who likes going commando , if I may be as
bold to say so'.
`Oh Ken,  it is so nice to find a real gentleman of discernment'.
After about 20 minutes fitting her sandals and her  showing  me
all of her very fat and now noticeable wet hairy cuntbox , 
Cathy, mentioned  a swimsuit .
As  innocently as a she could muster, added ` do you think it
best if we went into the changing cubicle so you can measure
me... it's a long time since I last bought one?'
Closing the door I replied,  `Now Cathy, here we do not guess
sizes, we take pride in personally measuring.  First, please
strip off so I can do a good job for you.'

`Will you unzip me please?'  Turning around to show her luscious
arse, I gently unzipped and pulled down her skirt revealing her 
arse globes through the sheer see through Spandex panty  girdle.
 Turning around  her  then very slowly and sensuously took off
her blouse revealing a see through balcony bra that just held up
- let alone covered - those fabulous milky smooth tits.  She was
in great shape for an older lady and boy did she know it.
` Ken, to clearly get your  honest opinion, this swimsuit thing
is worrying me, frankly.  I don't want to be parading around
showing off my belly so I though  that this would do".  Holding
up a one -piece costume with build in tummy control  panel  she
added " what do you think?'

 As she started removing her exquisite girdle I decided to take
her and her obvious needs  in hand
`Now Cathy , let me see what concerns you', I commanded. Well, as
she slipped out of her girdle, she took  my breath away. The 
woman did not  shave, but appeared to actually cultivate her
pubic hair. From whispers of hair at the belly button, it got
fuller and bushier all the way to her cunt. And  boy was I turned
on . By now my cock was inching for action.

`You see my problem, Ken. I always come out in the most awful
rash when I used to shave - now I just let nature take its
course. Problem is most men do no like this', pointing down to
muff . `And it and it gets worse'.
Without missing a heartbeat she turned around  and bent down and
pulling  her arse cheeks apart revealing her puckered shit hole
surrounded by softer hair. "What do you think"? She said.
Not wanting to miss an opportunity like this I answered  `Well,
Cathy, why don't you   lean against the chair and let me take a
closer look'.

Crouching down  and slowly  placing  my hand on her arse I had to
find out how far she wanted to go.

` Running my finger around her  sphincter hole and caressing her
lovely hair, I said ` As a matter of fact  Cathy I really love
ladies with lots of pubic hair'.  Sliding my fingers around her
fanny, added: ` in fact, its far my hygienic as it helps retain
all that love juice I can feel right now, see?'

Bingo!  "Now Cathy, I am going to show you exactly  my opinion
and  I think in this case actions are far better than words".
As she started to grind her fanny into my hand, she turned her
head around and  added, ` Ken this is really good.  Why don't you
give me a complete inspection.
I quickly  downed  trousers and pants  and  guided my normal 6
inches cock, literally oozing with anticipatory pre cum over her
crack and around her fanny.
 Then  gently  opening her arse cheeks  pushed it into her  hairy
crack slowly rubbing and lubricating it.  Gently I whispered ,
`you see Cathy, I really appreciate very hairy women.'
`Oh yes,' sighed Cathy, "I can definitely feel that "...as she
pushed her arse so tight into my cock that the cheeks covered it
completely. Boy this was fucking great. Her hairs stimulated more
pre cum and on the up stroke; it lodged in her ring hole and
slipped right in.

"Are you ready for the full inspection Cathy", I asked.
And leaving her lady-like chat outside she replied, `I sure
fucking am' again ramming her arse against outwards easily
forcing my bulging cock right up her shitter.
 `Ken,  this really turns me on'. Gently at first, in and out.
Her sighs and panting increased.....and just as I thought she was
ready to cum, she grabbed my hand and guiding it to her very wet
and exposed clit and added, `wank my clit'.
 I could not believe it. Her clit was  rock hard and a good half
inch long.
  `Make me cum, lover. Fuck my arse and wank away...and I'll give
you the best orgasm you've ever had".

Stroking and masturbating her clit she chocked,  `open that draw
Ken, and don't be surprised".
 Lying there was a vibrating dildo that must have been at least
10 inches long and 10 in circumference. Handing it too her, she
leaned back into my still stiff member and calmly pushed the
entire phallic member into that hairy snatch. I could feel it as
well.
 As she switched it on the vibes not only sent my cock into
overdrive but Cathy bucking and fucking for her life.