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Dirty Old Men


	Nice kid is Meena.  Bloody cheeky mind.  The things she says 
I'd never take if it weren't for the fact she is cute 17 and very 
pretty.  But nice kid none the less.  I'd luv to fuck her but I'v no 
illusions that she fancies me.  I mean I'm 56 and look it.  Fantasies
is 
a different matter - I dream of shuvving it up her tube with her 
begging for more... You get the idea.  She knows damn well what I'd 
like to do with her and she doesn't mind a bit - even encourages me 
tell her so she can tell me what a dirty old man I am.  I guess she 
sounds like a bit of cock tease.  Dunno, maybe she is but if so I sure 
as hell don't want her to stop.
	She works in a newsagents.  Asian family.  That's how I met 
her 'cos that's where I buy my porn mags.  She used to tease me 
rotten about it - that's how we got to know each other.  
	It was six months ago.  I was buying a mag and instead of the 
usual teasing she says: "Can I meet you afterwards."
	"Finally succumbed to my masculine magnetism, Eh?"
	"Don't make me cringe.  You'v been decrepit since before 
the war - Boar war that is"  Educated kid see.  I didn't even know 
there had been a Boar war until she started telling me I was old 
enough to hav fought in it.  "But" she added "I reckon you're in for a 
pleasant surprise."
	"I won't hold my breath unless the surprise is your wet cunt 
on my cock."
	"Just be patient," she said givving me this really funny look.  
Sort of knowing and dirty and cheeky all at the same time.
	We met in a cafe.
	"You're a real dirty old man," she began as she sipped her 
coffee, "and that's dirty with a capital D."
	"I do my best."
	"But for all that you're OK.  It's funny but I feel safer with 
you than a lot of guys who make out they'll real straight."
	"Always a gentleman, that's me."
	She stared at me.  "Nah... Gentleman? Nah" and then she 
laughed.
	"Thanks a bunch."
	"Anyway my best friend Anita, she's a virgin but she doesn't 
want to stay that way.  Well she reckons you can only lose your 
virginity once so it might as well be something to remember so she 
wants to lose it to a perv that's so old wrinkled and repulsiv that no 
one in their right mind would fancy.  So I thought of you."
	"Now hang on there..."
	"Of course," she said smiling ever so sweetly "if you don't 
think you qualify I could ask someone else."
	"Ah... Er, No, No... That's OK.  You describe me perfectly."  
Hell there are some things more important than pride.
	"Good," she replied smugly.
	"Is this for real."
	"Would I lie to you."
	"Yes."
	"No this is for real."
	"In that case how would this friend of yours feel about losing 
it to two dirty old men?"
	"Two,"
	"My mate Fred, he's even more repulsiv than me."  Meena 
looked at me disbelievingly.  "Believ me he is.  Real fat."
	"Look I'll put it to her.  But one last thing.  Anita has a real 
complex about her weight.  She doesn't diet or anything silly but she 
thinks she's fat.  She's not, she's only a size 16, but if you even
hint 
to her she is anything but incredibly sexy I'll kill you.  Call her a
slut 
if you like but not fat."
	"Sure, what kind of bastard do you think I am."
	"No, I know you're OK.  That's why I'm asking you."
**
	So there we were two Sundays later waiting for this Anita 
kid to show up.  Fred asked if I minded it he lit up.  I told him he 
didn't hav to stay - I hate fag smoke when I'm nervous.  
	She was due at two.  Almost dead on there was a ring on 
the door bell of my flat.  I opened the door while Fred waited in the 
bedroom.
	She took my breath away.  I'd been ready for some plump 
bint with braces and frankly would hav considered myself lucky ( 
you can't afford to be choosy at my age) but she was a real stunner.  
Sure she were no Kate Moss but who wants that (OK sure I'd fuck 
Kate Moss if I had the chance but like I said I'm not choosy).  
Everything about her, the way those round metal frame glasses sat 
on her long straight nose, the hint of chunkiness in her cheeks the 
untidy dark brown hair falling over face, the way she fingered 
nervously the strap of her white canvas bag to the look in her eyes 
that said she was way out of her depth but wasn't scared to go 
deeper (scrub that, she looked scared as hell but was getting off on 
being scared), everything about her was 100% Phwoaar.  She was 
the type you see at your local college who you just know are 
feminists, lesbians or both but knowing they'll totally out of reach 
doesn't stop you knowing that you'd risk death to get your cock 
inside them.  And get my cock up her virgin fuck tube was exactly 
what I was going to do.
	"I'm Anita," she said nervously.
	"Then get inside quick before I start doing things to you that 
will get me arrested."
	She hesitated and just for a moment I thought she was going 
to chicken out but walked in and shut the door behind her by 
leaning back on it.
	"God, Fred," I called out, "we're in luck.  This has got to be 
the most unbelievably pokable bit of skirt I'v ever laid eyes on."
	Poor kid didn't know what to do.  You could see she was 
offended but despite herself she also clearly , flattered, thrilled
even, 
to be the object of such blatant lust, even from a perv like me.
	Then Fred came out the bedroom.  Anita's face was a 
picture.  I mean Fred is a slob at the best of times but he was really 
playing it up today with his belly hanging over the waistband of his 
jeans and a days stubble on his chin.  You could see what she was 
thinking - 'My God, I'm going to let my self be fucked by that?!!'
	"Get em out then," he said.  Anita just stared.  "Your tits, 
lets see em."
	And she did.  Almost reluctantly she lifted her T-shirt to 
reveal a black lacy bra and she closed her eyes as she slipped her 
fingers into each bra cup to pop first one breast and then the other.  
Fred smiled and reached out to tweak one of her nipples.
	"Oh," she squeaked now suddenly wide-eyed.
	"You'v got such gropable tits it just ain't possible to keep my 
hands off them," said Fred who promptly gave them a good squeeze.  
And then he grabbed her round the waist and lifted her up so she 
was face up and her legs dangling.  "Now get those knickers off," he 
told me.
	So I pushed up her skirt and grabbed her knickers (white 
ones with red strawberries), grabbed them between her legs so my 
fingers brushed her quim and pulled them down while she was going 
"Oh my god. Oh my God."  She mainly just let it happen but helped 
me slip them over her feet once they were round her ankles.
	"Ain't that the most gorgeous quim ever.  Bet you'v been 
playing with yourself for years to get those lips so swollen like that 
you little slut."  I tell you she blushed.  She knew I was talking bull 
but I'll lay money that at 12 she was one of those girls writing to the 
problem page of their teen mags saying they'd ruined their life 
because their quim had swollen up from too much wanking.  I 
reached out and caressed those folds.  She didn't react, just 
breathed a little quicker, that's all.
	"The bedroom," I said and Fred carried her through and 
dumped her on the bed.  "I get first go," I added as I fumbled with 
my flies as I pushed my knees up between her legs.
	"No!" she squealed.  I froze, I could tell from the tone that 
this time she meant it and to confirm she added, "Safeword!" which 
I'd suggested to Meena should be a stop word.  Damn, damn I 
cursed to myself, I should hav realized we were taking her too fast.  
Fred was mouthing curses silently and I was glad Anita couldn't see 
that.
	"Relax, no problem."
	Anita sat up.  Her skirt was still in a bunch round her waist.  
"I'm sorry I guess I just panicked."
	"That's OK,"
	"You don't mind."
	"You're a really attractiv girl.  It would hav been nice but 
what you let us do is still enough to giv us some real nice memories.  
You don't need to say sorry - we should be saying Thank you."  I 
said not really believing a word I was saying.
	"It should hav been perfect.  Everything was just like my 
fantasies, I mean both of you are really quite gross," she smiled 
cheekily.
	"We do our best."
	"Pity, I mean what a way to lose my virginity, Huh?"
	"Yep."  There was a pause.  No one spoke for a bit.
	"Look can I change my mind again?" she said in a rush.
	"You need to ask!" I said, my easy going act disappearing in 
an instant.
	"I really mean it this time.  Forget that safe word just fuck 
me what ever I say."
	"No," I told her firmly "the safeword stays, I'm going to treat 
you like a total slut and I don't want to be worrying about going too 
far."
	"OK,"
	Without warning I grabbed her ankles an lifted them up.  I 
told Fred to hold them and he pulled them back over her head so 
that Anita's quim was pushed upward and exposed.  I fumbled to get 
my cock out.
	"Wait, slow down," she gasped.  She knew her remaining 
time as a virgin was numbered in seconds.  "Oh," she squeaked as 
she felt my cock touch her quim.  I thrust.  "Ouch, that hurt."  I 
buried myself deep inside her.  "Oh god, I'v done it havn't I."
	"You sure hav," I told her as I thrust again.
	"Ooo, it's really sore ... but don't stop."
	I didn't need telling.  There just nothing that beats sliding 
cock inside a warm wet cunt and wet she sure was.
	Fred got in on the action whipping his prick out and waving 
it Anita's face.  "Suck it you slut" he said.
	Anita just smiled sweetly and said "Guess I must be if I'm 
doing it with such a repulsiv slob like you."
	"Cut the cheek, just suck." and she did.
	I was nearly coming, I needed a respite so I said to Fred, 
"Swap places?"
	"Sure,"
	I pulled out.
	"Look can my quim hav a rest for a bit, I'm feeling quite 
sore" said Anita.  We nodded.  I thought of asking her to suck me 
but it seemed a little unfair when Fred weren't being seen to so we 
slipped off her remaining clothes and the three of us sat on the edge 
of the bed with Anita in the middle.  It was really quite nice Anita 
alternativly kissing Fred then me while we ran our hands over her 
body groping anything gropable.  Every time she kissed one of us 
she gave a little shudder as if she was thinking 'I can't be doing
this!' 
but she kept coming back for more.
	Then Fred began running his hands between her legs.  Then 
he began groping her real rough, at least that's how it must hav 
seemed to Anita but I knew what he was really doing - grabbing 
roughly the outer bits of her quim that weren't so sensitiv while 
lightly running a finger lightly over her clit.  Anita's eyes were wide 
open.  You could see she was feeling that she was being mercilessly 
raped by Fred's hand.
	"Do it to me now.  Do whatever you want.  Don't listen if I 
say no again.  Just do it."  In a moment she was on her back and 
Fred was between her legs.  Her head was between my knees and 
my cock was in her face.
	"Suck!," I ordered but she kept her lips tightly closed with a 
'make me' grin across her face.  I grabbed the nipples of both her 
tits.  "You'd better start sucking."  Still that cheeky grin.  I
squeezed.  
Couldn't hav hurt her much but it sure scared her.  Her mouth shot 
open in a gasp and in that moment I plunged my cock in.  She 
sucked enthusiastically even though with too much teeth but hell it 
was still heaven.  Fred was grunting away and from the shivers 
running through the girl beneath us she was pretty close to coming 
but however good it feels sucking is never enough to make me cum 
on its own.
	Anita shuddered beneath us.  She was coming for certain 
now.  I pushed my cockhead to the back of her throat.
	"Swallow.  Cum on don't kid yourself you can't do it.  Just do 
it!"  And she did.  I felt the muscles of her throat giv and I was down 
her throat.  Bliss.  Almost at once I felt her throat muscles tighten 
and I let them force my cock out.  I gave a moments respite and 
then my cock was pushing insistently at her throat again.  For a 
moment it seemed that her throat tensed even harder against my 
invasion but then resistance seemed to collapse again.  To hav a 
cock inside her throat was too strange a thing for her to keep it in 
for a brief moment but she kept letting me back for more.  Three, 
four, five - god the tightness, especially the moment before my cock 
got pushed out by her gag reflex.  Then six and I was coming down 
her throat.  As I slipped back she milked my cock of it's spunk as 
she ran her tongue round.
	That was something.  As my cock softened I sat back letting 
my cock run across her face as it slipped out.
	"I swallowed it all," said Anita looking ever so cute and 
pleased with herself.
	"You did and all you dirty sweet beautiful slut," I said bending 
down to kiss her briefly on the lips while my hands reached up to 
tickle her on her sides which had her instantly shrieking.
	Afterwards we lay for a bit cuddling her in the middle.  
When I was younger that would hav got me hard again but it still 
felt really good havving her naked body touching mine.  Finally Fred 
got up to leave.  Then I made her coffee and she left.  I knew it was 
the last time I'd see her.
	I ask about her now and then when I see Meena.  Meena 
never really answers - just says something about Anita always says 
losing her virginity was quite something.
	"Hey why don't you cum round and I'll giv you the same 
treatment," I always say.  Meena  just makes a face but she's 
weakening, she's weakening I tell you.





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