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The Life and Loves of Jared Jackson
by Jared Jackson [jaredjackson749@yahoo.com]

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Old age and beyond... [MF, 1st, mast, oral, anal, 
voy, orgy, rom]

***

Part 8 - Retirement and Beyond

I was seventy. I was still in mourning for Chrissie, 
the love of my life, and Jessica who had died a month 
later. Jessica was eighty-two when she left us and it 
was pretty much just her body giving out. Chrissie as 
I have said died of ovarian cancer last year. She had 
fought it valiantly. I took her to her chemo and 
waited on her hand and foot. I was at her hospice 
with her when she died. As you know, Jessica had 
moved to Santa Maria to be with her lover, Jeremy, 
some thirty or more years ago. And now I had found 
out that Anna had died. Who was next?

I received a short note from Jeremy who was now 
Jessica's husband saying that she had passed away in 
her sleep. I called him and he was completely 
distraught with sadness over her passing. We vowed to 
keep in touch, but I don't think either of us cared 
that much. I released the running of the clinic to 
Mandy. She had proved to be fully capable. I kept an 
office there, but stayed out of Mandy's way for the 
most part.

I would go to my office one or at the most, two times 
a week. It was still my money running the show and 
Mandy liked to consult with me from time to time and 
she still loved my nine-incher. We enjoyed watching 
from the viewing room together at times. Mandy and I 
would get it on occasionally, but the fire was mostly 
gone, still she had turned into a beautiful woman and 
had feelings for me and I her.

It was shortly after my seventieth birthday that I 
got an intriguing call from a woman. She wanted to 
know if I was the Jared Jackson who was a singer-
songwriter back in the fifties. I confessed that I 
was. She told me her name was Margaret, but her 
friends called her Maggie. She didn't tell me why, 
but she seemed thrilled that she had finally found 
me. Search engines like Google had made it virtually 
impossible to stay hidden, not that I didn't want 
anyone finding me, especially former fans.

She excitedly asked me if there was a day that week 
that I could come by and have lunch with her. She had 
a million questions for me. I figured what the hell 
and I chose the next day which was Wednesday and at 
about eleven thirty that day, I left for her house in 
Brentwood not too far from mine.

She met me at the door in a warm brown top, maybe a 
bustier, and dark skirt. The top seemed to bring out 
the color of her big brown eyes. She wore very little 
make up, but she didn't need it. Her skin was that 
Italian olive variety and blemish free. Her lips had 
a maroon lipstick that enhanced the pouty fullness 
and heightened the allure of the whole package. Her 
nose was classic with just a slight curve. I guessed 
her to be in her mid-forties. Her body looked good 
and well taken care of and her breasts pushed up 
against the bustier, yeah had to be, covering them.

We stood sort of staring at each other for a moment 
until she offered, "You're just like my mother 
described."

"Did I know her?"

"Well she said you did. She was probably one of your 
groupies that you've long forgotten."

"What was her name?"

"Cherry, she said you took hers."

"Oh my God, Cherry. Yes I remember her and you are 
just like she was, dark and haunting. I met her soon 
after my song Always You became a hit. We only had 
one fantastic week together in Italy, but I'll never 
forget it."

"Well she never did. Twenty years later when my 
father died, that was all she talked about. She would 
play that song and some of your other songs over and 
over. I can probably sing them all by heart. She 
tried for many years to find you, but we were in 
Italy and there was no Google. I moved to the states 
to go to USC and after I graduated, I stayed and 
became a citizen twenty years ago. She died two years 
ago, probably moaning your name."

She linked an arm with mine and led me towards her 
dining room. The table was set up with china, 
silverware and neatly folded linen napkins. She 
seated me and left to get the salad she had made. I 
studied her profile as she scurried around serving 
the salad, heated rolls and getting the wine. The 
more I watched her the more I became attracted. She 
had a classic beauty that had me in its grip.

She sat next to me and put her hand on my thigh. 
There was instant heat and my trousers began to tent. 
She handed me the wine opener, "Would you do the 
honors?"

I opened the wine and poured us each a full glass. 
Glancing at the label I saw it was one of my 
favorites, Au Bon Climat Chardonnay. We each took a 
sip and smiled. I had a feeling this was going to be 
a memorable afternoon. I held up my glass, "To new 
friends and old ones not forgotten." We clicked 
glasses and began to tackle the luscious salad.

One glass a piece later I was pouring our second when 
she asked with a twinkle in her eyes, "So was my 
mother a good lay?" 

I nearly dropped the bottle I was holding with a 
thumb in the punt. "Funny you should ask, I was just 
thinking about that. She was a younger you, but very 
sophisticated. A few years before I had had a 
relationship with a French woman, who had run out on 
me. She was basically my first love, she took my 
virginity. She was like fifteen years older than me 
and taught me pretty much everything I know about sex 
in a wild three months."

"Why did she leave you?"

"I wish I knew. Maybe she had a husband back in 
France and I was just a stateside fling. I was 
crushed for a while."

"What reminded you of mom?"

"I guess her classy sophistication. She was only 
twenty, but she was an old soul. I guess the other 
thing was she had a large expanse of hair on her 
delta region and hair under her arms. I know that was 
sort of the norm then in Europe, but I had become 
addicted to it with Anna, that was my French lady's 
name."

She gave me a searching look and then raised her arm 
nearest me. There were tendrils of hair peeping out 
from her bustier. "I always loved mom's pussy and 
pits. I can assure you that my mons is covered as 
well."

It was me with the look now, "Do you want to show 
me?"

She knocked back the rest of the glass of wine, took 
my hand and got up, "You don't mess around do you 
Jared? I thought this would take some time." We 
started walking towards her large living room divan, 
"I've been living with your memory for at least 
twenty five years. I know everything you did and how 
you did it. I thought if you were alive I would like 
to put it to the test and here you are." She studied 
me, "How old are you?"

"Approaching seventy, does it matter?"

As we sat she put her hand on my thigh again, "Still 
get it up without any additives?"

I pulled her hand over my erection, "See for 
yourself." She squeezed my hard-on and brought her 
face near mine. God she was beautiful and so sexy. I 
bent down and gently touched her lips with mine, 
brushing them open. Talk about heat, her mouth was 
like a searing furnace and her tongue entered my 
mouth searching for mine.

The kiss quickly became hotter with our tongues 
dueling and I gently brought my hand over her breast 
causing her to gasp. Obviously she was a very sexy 
woman. She squeezed my now turgid pole, milking it 
with hot, hot fingers. "I want you."

I undid the tie at her waist and pulled her skirt off 
as she lifted her buttocks. The sight that greeted me 
was unbelievable. It was not only a bustier, but it 
was part of a complete corset with straps holding up 
her stockings and a huge expanse of brown curly hair 
adorning her center.

Without hesitation, I knelt in front of her and 
slowly spread her thighs wider until the pink inner 
folds of her pussy appeared, glistening with 
moisture. I was in for a feast. As I brought my face 
closer and closer to her lips, the aroma of pure sex 
hit my nostrils, that heady combination of her cream 
and the musk of her essence. I entered the forest and 
stuck my tongue into that liquid delight.

She had been acting sort of nonchalant to here, but 
she gasped and quickly grabbed the back of my head 
and pulled me deep into the forest of hair and I was 
licking her juice with abandon and sucking on her 
clit and pussy lips. "Quit teasing me you fiend, mom 
said you gave the best head she had ever gotten so 
prove it."

She was gonna get it now, I ran two fingers up into 
her cunt lips and began to fuck them in and out. At 
the same time I got her clit in a lip-lock and sucked 
it in and out of my mouth. She was beginning to pump 
her hips with her growing climax when suddenly I 
assaulted her clit with an all out fluttering tongue 
attack and shoved a digit up her asshole. She 
exploded with cries of pleasure and, "You are not a 
fucking old man. Suck me dry Jared!"

She was filling my mouth with the honey from deep in 
her body. That pristine liquid we're always digging 
for. This time delivered into my waiting mouth with 
squirt after squirt until she collapsed back onto the 
couch. She began rubbing the back of my head, "You'll 
do old-timer, you'll do."

I crawled up next to her and brought my cummy lips to 
hers. She not only didn't flinch, but aggressively 
started licking the cream off my face. To see a 
classy dame like her getting down in the trenches was 
a turn-on. I kissed those luscious lips and imagined 
them wrapped around my cock. My little friend was 
about to burst out of my pants.

I figured I had better free him so I unzipped and 
unfurled him to her gasp of joy, at least I think 
that was what it was. "Mom said you were big, but 
that's huge and gorgeous." She looked at me with a 
devilish look, "Something tells me you want my lips 
on that beautiful organ. Is that what you want/"

All the time she was talking she was sliding to the 
floor between my legs. She reached up and undid my 
belt and pulled my pants off, "Ooh look at him, all 
primed and ready to go." She eased my balls out and 
started licking them, "You got some creamy jizz in 
here for me. I like it thick and chunky. I want to 
feel it sliding down my throat when I swallow it."

I guess there was no asking now. She had laid down 
her plans and they fit well with mine. I was ready to 
avail her of a hot chunky load. She continued to 
admire my meat for a moment, "I love uncircumcised 
dicks." She pulled the skin back off the head and 
licked around that purple-headed crown and licked 
under the head of the nine inch, gnarly stalk causing 
me to writhe in anticipation, "Talk about teases, go 
after it girl. You know what you want. Come and get 
it."

Now it was me holding her head and guiding it at the 
pace I wanted. God she looked good gobbling my rod. 
Her lips were stretched to receive it all and every 
once in a while she would deep throat him and I would 
lurch up into her mouth. "We're real close now baby. 
Soon you get your reward. 

I was trying to pretend I was cool, but inside I was 
going nuts. "Here it comes Maggie, your hot... 
chunky... load." And I was spurting wad after wad 
into her sucking mouth and she was swallowing almost 
convulsively. I wondered if she had just cum again 
from swallowing my cream. Her red-faced look up at me 
confirmed it. 

I bought my lips down to her cummy ones and we shared 
a soul kiss, savoring each other's juices. "You done 
good girl." I tousled her hair, "Is the rest of your 
day free?"

"It is now. You think I'm gonna pass up the chance to 
get that... what... nine inches into my pussy? She's 
been longing for someone like you for a long time."

I studied her face. I couldn't get over her classic 
beauty, the straight perfectly proportioned nose 
above full exquisitely shaped lips which I kissed 
again tenderly. "Well did I match up to your mother's 
stories?"

"The day's still young and there are many more 
chapters if you're up for it old man." She said this 
with a little giggle as if she were jerking my chain. 
"Yeah, I think you'll do. I can't wait for you to 
fuck me."

I unhooked her bustier releasing two of the most 
perfect breasts I had ever seen. She had large 
areolas which quickly hardened into long erect 
nipples that were held high by the pert mounds of 
flesh as I manipulated them. They were perfect in 
every sense of the word, high and proud. When I 
started sucking them I realized how sensitive they 
were and without a doubt an erogenous zone.

She panted as I sucked her breasts and molded the 
free one in my caressing hand. I removed her 
stockings and garter belt and for a moment just 
stared at her body, "How old are you?"

"Forty five... not bad huh?"

"That's an understatement if I've ever heard one. 
Every part of you looks to be in the twenties."

"Are you just gonna sit there admiring all of this or 
are you gonna fuck this twenty-year-old pussy?"

I pushed her back on the couch and rubbed my cock up 
and down her labia and then began to slide gently 
into that hot cunt. I fucked her slow at first just 
letting her get used to the feel of my nine inches. 
She started moving with me running her hands over my 
back muscles urging me on. I shifted gears and began 
to pound that hairy wonder. Maggie was really getting 
into it now scraping my back with her nails. "Fuck me 
you wonderful beast... oh god fuck me silly. Give it 
to me."

My hips were in my highest gear and the feeling was 
building in both of us. I was sucking her breasts, 
lightly biting her erect nipples. She was panting out 
loud and crying out again and again...fuck me...fuck 
my pussy... ahyee."

I could hardly control her jerking and sobbing with 
passion as I let loose a huge stream of hot cum and 
as she felt it she cried out again and shuddered in 
orgasm. As we came down, she gave me a pondering 
look, "I think that was the best fuck I've ever had." 
She patted my cheek, "Nice going dad. My mom was 
right. You're one in a million, even at seventy." She 
kissed me tenderly, "Should we move to the bed?"

We poured two glasses of the Chardonnay, killing the 
bottle and headed for the bedroom with Maggie leading 
the way. Her incredible heart shaped ass was swishing 
in front of me as she looked back over her shoulder, 
"Like what you see?"

"You bet and soon I'm gonna make it mine."

"Promises, promises, on second thought though, I 
don't know if I can take that monster up my beautiful 
ass."

I caught up with her and we pulled the covers back 
and climbed into the bed. We immediately began 
kissing and running our hands over each other. I 
massaged those perky, hard-nippled breasts and Maggie 
started panting. Yeah, they were definitely a turn on 
for her. I gently rolled her over and settling 
between her legs I kissed one butt cheek and then the 
other and she shivered. I brought my nose into that 
nether region and just took in the aroma and the 
incredible allure of her anal valley. I tentatively 
licked at the crinkled rosebud before me.

Maggie tensed but I was still able to run my tongue 
over her anus and then plunge my tongue deep into her 
ass. She moaned and pushed back and I started dipping 
in earnest into that pungent moist hole. I pulled a 
pillow under her and ran my hand into her hairy 
pussy, massaging her clit. She was dripping wet and I 
brought some of that up and sank a moist finger in 
her anus and it was joined by another finger and she 
was opening up to me. "I'll take it easy, but it's 
time girl." 

I rose up and put my engorged fuck tool at her 
dripping opening and slowly pushed until I cleared 
the ring and carefully sank deeper and deeper into 
her bowels. She was moving her ass around, "God that 
feels so good. Take my ass Jared. Make it yours. Oh, 
he's so big. You're killing me."

I reached under and stroked her clit and sank all the 
way in. I lay still for a moment and then began to 
move slowly in and out, watching that butt hole 
stretch and blossom to take that monster as she 
called it. Soon I was moving faster and faster and 
Maggie was shoving her ass up to take it all. She 
started moaning and groaning, but I could tell she 
was winding that inner spring, heading for a 
monumental orgasm.. 

She knew it too, "Fuck me you dirty ass-fucker. Give 
it to me... shit... I'm cumming, oh God I'm gonna 
faint... fuck meeee."

I shot a huge, one long streaming spurt of joy juice 
up her clinching channel. It seemed to go on forever 
and then I slumped down, trying to hold my weight off 
of her. As I pulled out she turned over kissing me 
with open mouth, her breath filling my lungs. "Jared, 
you are without a doubt the best fuck I've ever had. 
And at seventy, shit, I guess experience does 
matter."

I looked down at that beautiful classic face and 
wondered how I had gotten so lucky. I didn't want 
this day to end.

We spent the next hour regaling each other with 
stories of our sex lives, but also gleaning some 
information about each other. Maggie was taken with 
my stories about the sex clinic, especially those 
about my she-males and the hermaphrodite. She said 
she would like to come see it and I agreed to show it 
to her on Friday.

***

Mandy greeted us at the door as we entered. I had 
called earlier. She seemed attracted to Maggie, but 
who wouldn't be. "We don't have much action today, 
but in about an hour I'm working with a new young 
client, Clare, who's a college student. She was date 
raped about three months ago and is having difficulty 
dealing with men and thinks she might be gay." She 
threw me a wry smile, "Want to help out?"

Of course I did. I got Maggie settled in the view 
room. We necked for a while on the sofa as Maggie 
expressed her excitement. When Mandy brought the 
stunning young woman out Maggie got even more turned 
on. She was voluptuous in just the right way with 
honey blond hair and bright blue eyes. We watched as 
Mandy patiently questioned Clare.

All through the interview I was kissing Maggie on the 
neck and fondling her breasts. I ran my hand under 
her skirt and went right to her dripping hairy sex, 
no panties as always. I ran a finger round and round 
her clit and her breathing became ragged.

Mandy was holding Clare's face in her hands and 
giving her probing kisses that were slowly 
escalating. "I want to eat your pussy...is that OK 
with you?"

Clare answered in a shaky voice, "Yes, I think I can 
handle that...I mean another woman"

Mandy slowly knelt at her feet and pushed her legs 
apart and raising her skirt revealed her hairless 
camel toe. I mean, I like hair, but if there is 
none...this was the way it should be, all pink and 
puffy like a precious cupcake ready to eat.

Mandy wasted no time and brought her lips down to 
sample the juices already flowing from that pink 
fountain. Clare gasped and reaching behind Mandy's 
head pulled her mouth and tongue deep into her liquid 
center, "Oh God, this is so good. Eat me...eat me up.

Meanwhile in the viewing room I brought my juice 
covered hand up to Maggie's mouth and she was licking 
and sucking her juices off of it. I brought my mouth 
close to hers, "You want to be eating that pussy 
don't you? Licking that sweet honey off of that 
delectable cunt.?"

"God yes...eat me Jared...while I watch."

I was on the floor and pulled her hips forward and 
spread her thighs. She kicked off her shoes and 
brought her feet up next to her thighs, spreading 
that glorious hairy grazing land wide open. I put my 
hands under her butt cheeks and began feasting on 
that liquid honey pot. I soon had her bucking and 
begging me to suck it all out, "Suck me dry, baby."

When I slid my finger into that dripping rosebud, her 
legs began to flap and for a moment I thought she 
might get airborne, but I finger-fucked her ass and 
clamped down on her clit and she came...oh how she 
came, shouting my name and shooting her honey into my 
sucking mouth.

I looked into the clinic room and almost the same 
scenario was being played out as Mandy brought Clare 
to a roaring climax, "Eat me Mandy... I'm all yours."

Mandy was rutting in that pink camel toe. We could 
see her sucking the folds and licking up the cream 
that Clare was spurting. They stayed that way for a 
moment and then Mandy kissed Clare sharing her 
sticky, cummy lips with her. She lapped up the juices 
avidly and they kissed passionately.

Mandy turned to look my way, "Would you come in 
Jared? I think our pretty miss wants to be fucked. I 
walked out of the room and approached the ladies. 
Mandy was in charge, "Drop your pants Jared and bring 
us that nine-inch boner."

As I got near, Mandy took my cock and milking it 
brought it to Clare's lips. "Look at that pre-cum, 
that's gonna be so good. Take it in your mouth sweet 
thing," she put her hand on the back of her head and 
pushed it until Clare's lips encased my throbbing 
member. "Suck it baby, savor the taste and smell of 
it." Mandy was really getting into playing teacher 
and was visibly turned on as well as our new friend.

Mandy kept stroking me as she fed my cock into 
Clare's mouth, "I think he's ready baby. Lie down and 
spread your legs." When she complied, Mandy lead me 
by my cock until I was poised between Clare's thighs 
looking down at that plump, hairless mound. Mandy 
guided me to the sweet, pink folds and began to run 
my cock up and down those pouty lips and then pushed 
me forward until I had the tip inside and then I took 
over gradually sliding into her depths.

God she was tight, but I could see by the look on 
Clare's face that she was digging it, she wanted 
more. I pushed gently until I was completely 
sheathed. Mandy began masturbating her clit in a 
circular motion and watching my prick as it slid in 
and out. She got up quickly and stripped off her 
skirt. Her cunt was dripping as she put a leg over 
Clare's body and brought her hairy pussy down on to 
her mouth, "Oh baby, I hope I don't smother you but 
I'm in desperate need of your tongue. Oh god... eat 
me child."

I watched as Clare's tongue began to shovel juice 
from Mandy's wide open pussy lips. Mandy started a 
fucking motion with her hips, feeding her cunt to 
Clare's sucking mouth. In the meantime I became a 
fucking machine, pounding that tight, sweet pussy. 
Clare had both hands on Mandy's butt cheeks, feeding 
that fucking cunt to her mouth and her body began to 
shiver with her approaching orgasm.

I was a goner, "Here it comes baby, cum with 
me...what a load." Clare was gnawing on Mandy's cunt, 
Mandy was cumming all over her sweet face, but Clare 
was taking it all, slurping up that honey cream I had 
experienced so many times before. Because of the 
tightness of Clare's pussy I came in one long steam, 
like I had a cock ring on or was fucking her ass. I 
pulled out gently and Mandy dropped down and cleaned 
my cock with her talented tongue and then knelt 
between Clarisse's legs and sucked our combined 
juices out of that pretty pink pussy.

I bent down and gave Clare a big kiss, tasting 
Mandy's pussy juice. "I want to see you again little 
one. I have an offer to make you."

She looked at me with those big luminous, innocent 
eyes. "Alright... does it include me sucking that 
wonderful cock?" I kissed her again, "Absolutely!"

I thanked Mandy for the experience and she smiled, 
"Sure thing, boss."

Maggie was slumped down on the couch when I got back 
to the viewing room, "Just shoot me. What an 
experience. I came three times watching that show and 
jerking off." She struggled to her feet and I helped 
her get her land legs. When we exited the room, she 
drew Mandy aside and had a private conversation.

As we exited the clinic, I couldn't resist asking, 
"What was that about?"

She smiled that little quirky grin, "I invited her to 
lunch. I need to improve my gamahuching."

"That would be sucking pussy?"

"You know how oral I am. I'd invite you, but we would 
be paying too much attention to that big cock."

***

Maggie and I were tripping along enjoying each 
other's company for the next two months when she 
called me one day and said, "I'm going to Italy to 
interview for a position with an international 
conglomerate. I'll keep you informed, but I really 
want to do this."

What could I say? I wished her well and hung up with 
a pall hanging over my day, but I was feeling good 
about the future for the first time since Chrissie's 
death.

I had Clare over for lunch. She oohed and ahed as she 
walked around the house. I explained to her what I 
had in mind for her. I wanted to support her college 
career and offered to let her live at my house and 
use one of my cars.

She gave me a crooked grin, "Would there be other 
obligations?"

"Not if you don't want any. I never force myself on a 
woman."

She knelt at my feet, "I want to see that monster 
again." She unzipped my fly and unfurled the monster 
as she put it.

"I got a taste of him at the clinic and I've been 
thinking about it ever since." She took the head in 
her mouth and sucked. "I can't wait for you to spurt. 
Do you have a big load for me?"

"It will be bigger if you put your hand up under your 
dress and play with that sweet little hairless 
pussy."

She got up and pulled her dress off and quickly 
shucked her panties. When she got back on my knob, I 
could clearly see her digging into that pretty pink 
cunt. I held her head and fed her my cock.

She was really going after it when she paused, 
"You're so sweet." She started fingering her cunt 
again. She brought a hand up to my mouth dripping 
with her honey. I licked her hand clean and began to 
fuck up into her mouth.

She paused again with a hot flush on her face. "I'm 
so close, baby. I need your cream." She started 
digging deep into that sweet little cupcake and 
running her thumb over her clit. I reached out and 
grabbed her face and guided her on and off my cock. 
She started moaning and I let loose a monstrous load. 

She was almost sobbing with joy as she swallowed my 
hot love juice. I could see her honey squirting out 
around her fucking fingers. She palmed her puss and 
brought a loaded handful up to my mouth, looking at 
me inquisitively. Of course, I licked it all up, even 
sucking her fingers into my mouth.

When she sat back on the couch and raised her legs 
invitingly, it was me at her feet. Her pink, moist 
pussy was even better than the handful I got. It was 
still leaking this sugary liquid which I availed 
myself of as I dug into that pink paradise. Though 
she had just cum, Clare was wiggling her hips in a 
way that I knew she was already close to another 
orgasm.

"Oh Mr. Jackson you eat pussy so good. I hope I don't 
drown you. I'm so excited. I can still taste your cum 
on my tongue. I want more, baby." She crawled over me 
onto the floor and soon my cock was dangling in her 
mouth as she sucked it and I was digging deep into 
that marvelous cunt.

She had a shuddering climax as I flicked her clit and 
believe it or not, I ejaculated another load into 
that sweet sucking mouth. We lay like that for 
several moments, nursing on each other's organs.

It took us a while to come down, but when we did she 
giggled, "I think I would like to live here next 
semester. You can protect me." She batted her eyes. 
"And provide for me."

"Yeah I'll protect and provide for you, alright." I 
kissed those precious lips and hugged her to me, 
"I'll take good care of you."

Next semester started in six weeks so we agreed to 
talk on the phone near that time and to set 
everything up. In the meantime I gave her my three 
year-old Honda Civic to drive herself back to San 
Diego. She would have taken the bus if I hadn't. She 
waved excitedly as she drove off.

***

It was about a week later. I had finished my shopping 
and was waiting in the checkout line at my local 
Ralph's grocery store, when a pretty middle aged 
woman brushed up against me, "Looks like you cook?"

"As a matter of fact I do. You wanna come over for 
dinner some night?"

She was a redhead and blushed furiously, "God you 
must think I'm something else. I wasn't fishing for 
an invite."

I studied her for a moment. Her red hair was natural. 
She was a little frumpy, but mostly because of the 
clothes she wore. Her breasts were full, but didn't 
seem to be droopy. The thing that drew my full 
attention were her very generous red lips. It crossed 
my mind that they would look perfect wrapped around 
my dick. "I wasn't implying that. I'm just attracted 
to you and I'm sort of lonely right now in my big 
empty house." 

"Tell me about it. My husband just ran off with a 
twenty year-old after thirty years of marriage and 
two kids. I've been devastated. She studied me now 
for a moment, "Where do you live?"

"I have a four bedroom house in Brentwood. I'm 
serious. Come have dinner with me. No obligations, 
just two lonely people sharing some time together." I 
held out my hand, "By the way my name is Jared."

She took my hand in her hot sweaty ones, "Mines 
Frida, like the Mexican artist."

She was definitely uncomfortable, but I liked the 
smile she gave me, "Alright, this may be just what 
the doctor ordered." After we checked out we talked 
on the way to our cars. Tomorrow night was agreeable 
to both of us so I gave her my address and we parted 
with a brief hug.

***

I had just put the pasta into the boiling water when 
the doorbell rang. She stood there looking not at all 
frumpy when I opened the door. In fact she was 
beautiful. She had really done something to her hair 
and she was in a green sheath dress that showed off 
her body and accented her hazel eyes and red hair. 
"Well, well, well, how are you beautiful? 

She actually blushed under my strong gaze, but then 
broke into a smile of satisfaction, "A little better 
than I looked at the market?"

What the hell, "I was attracted to you there, but now 
I want to see more."

She gave me an enigmatic smile, "Remember, just two 
lonely people having dinner together."

She stood beside me in the kitchen as I finished up 
our Pasta Primavera and salad with arugula, pecans, 
sliced pear and blue cheese. She was impressed, "No 
one's ever cooked dinner for me." She put her arms 
around me, "I could get used to this." She leaned 
forward and kissed me. I almost dropped the pasta, 
but recovered, set the pot down and drew her into a 
full kiss.

Her lips were unbelievable, soft and pliant. I felt I 
could lose myself in them. She gave a little moan and 
her tongue came looking for mine. I held her away and 
she looked at me with passion. A smile broke my lips, 
"Let's have that dinner and then we'll see what 
happens."

All through the meal we were staring at each other. I 
couldn't take my eyes off of her lips and she knew 
it. "See something you like?"

"Yeah, your lips."

"Imagining them wrapped around that erection I felt 
when you kissed me?"

She was really putting it out there, "Yes, and what 
your pussy looks like. I've never eaten a redhead."

She flushed with excitement, "I'll show you mine if 
you'll show me yours. I'm very oral." 

We had finished our meal and were both sipping our 
Chardonnay. I could be just as forward. I got up and 
stood beside her. "I don't have any dessert." I began 
unzipping my fly, "Unless this will do?" As I brought 
out the nine incher she gasped, "God I've missed 
this."

With that she enveloped me in those butter lips and 
sucked me deep. I grabbed her head with both hands 
and began to gently fuck her face. Those lips were 
even better than I imagined. It's impossible to 
describe the pleasure they gave me as they sucked and 
caressed my cock. She looked up at me with pure 
desire. She wanted my load. I couldn't resist, "Your 
dessert is on its way. Do you want it, baby?"

She gave a gurgled sob and then I was spurting. I 
hadn't cum in three or four days so I felt it would 
be large, but she stayed with it sucking and 
swallowing until I was drained. As it turned out, the 
load was massive, but she managed to swallow it all. 
I leaned down and kissed those perfect lips, licking 
some of my cream off. I pushed her chair back to give 
me room and knelt between her legs, "Time for my 
dessert."

I pulled her stockings and panties down and it was my 
turn to gasp. Her bush was a deep red and expansive, 
running from thigh to thigh and disappearing into her 
butt crack. She spread her legs and I smelled her 
essence and began to lick those liquid lips, tasting 
the tangy sweetness of her honey cream. I brought two 
fingers up and started finger fucking between her 
pussy lips.

I looked up at her as she had done with me, showing 
her that I wanted to drink her cum. It was too much 
for her so she grabbed my head and fucked my face, 
"Here it comes Jared... be careful... I'm a squirter. 
With that she let loose and started expelling the 
sweetest cream into my mouth and shaking with her 
deep orgasm. I didn't miss a drop. What a dessert, or 
was it an after dinner drink?

We fucked and sucked all night. I asked her to sleep 
with me and she said yes. She had to be at work in 
the department store she worked at by ten. She left 
at eight. I had tried to entice her into taking a 
shower with me, but she declined saying we'd never 
get out. She was probably right.

A month went by very quickly. We had sex every day in 
some form. She loved eating my chunky sperm. She said 
that her ex-husband didn't like her bush so refused 
to eat her, so she didn't suck him as sort of 
punishment. I would crawl across a bed of hot coals 
to get her to suck me with those perfect lips. What 
an asshole.

She took a trip to the east coast to visit her two 
daughters and three grandchildren. I drove her to LAX 
and we had a tearful parting as she got ready to 
board the plane. We were going to miss each other, 
but especially the sex.

I spent a little more time at the clinic while Frida 
was gone. I had a couple of hot couplings with Mandy 
as we watched one of the new instructors as she 
worked with a woman suffering from frigidity. The 
client had come on to the woman instructor and she 
took the bait and seconds later they were in a sixty 
nine with their clothes on, panties pulled aside and 
devouring each other's hairless cunts. I did not like 
this new trend of hairless, lasered-off pussies.

It was too much for Mandy and me. We just dropped to 
the floor, me on my back and her fucking my face with 
that juicy pussy while she was devouring my love-
stick. We were a mess afterwards, but we lay on the 
floor licking the other's face like a couple of 
animals, which in fact we had been.

Frida flew back to L. A. on a Friday and I picked her 
up at LAX. We kissed passionately at the gate. After 
picking up her luggage, we walked to my car. Frida 
was having a hard time keeping her hands off of me, 
brushing her hand over my fly, nibbling on my neck 
well you get the idea.

It got worse when we got into the car. I was erect 
now and she kept running her hand over it and 
squeezing it. I reached over and ran my hand under 
her skirt...no panties. I milked her pussy and she 
moaned, "Honey, I can't wait." As we got on the 405, 
she unzipped my fly and somehow over the center shift 
box, she engulfed my cock with that incredible mouth.

She took over stroking her pussy and began to go 
after her juice like crazy. "Frida baby, you're 
killing me. You've missed sucking this guy for nine 
days haven't you, well I have an inch for every day. 
Oh baby, go after it." I put my hand down on the top 
of her head and pushed it down on my hard meat, "You 
want your love juice bad, huh baby. Have you been 
craving that sweet, tangy load?" 

She groaned in agreement. I tried to keep one eye on 
the road ahead and one on her hand milking her twat. 
What a sight, "I've got a week of cum stored up, are 
you sure you can drink it all?" She harrumphed what I 
interpreted as a yes. "I don't want to get any goo on 
my pants. I'll have to spank you if you don't swallow 
all my jizz." Again a heated groan, "Eat that hot 
load,...oh baby I'm gonna blast." I shoved down on 
her head pushing that super hard rod up into her 
throat... oh yeah... here it is." 

My ejaculation was immense, but she stayed with it 
sucking me dry and milking her pussy through what 
appeared to be a sizable orgasm. She finally released 
my cock from her lips and lapped all around the head 
and down, licking it clean. As she put her personal 
pop-sucker away she gave me a wry grin, "Don't want 
to get spanked tonight? Where did that come from?" 
She blinked her eyes, "You want that? We haven't done 
that yet. I'm game if you are."

"Let's put it in the mix."

"Cool. But oh my God, I needed that. I tried to enjoy 
my family, but all I could think about was that 
marvelous nine inches of love in my mouth and 
spurting. The only way I could get to sleep was to 
fantasize giving you head and jerking off. I would 
then lick my hand clean imagining that it was your 
cream."

That got me to thinking, "Have you ever eaten another 
woman's pussy?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"I need to level with you Frida. A couple of weeks 
before I met you, I had sex with a young woman and... 
we hit it off."

"Don't tell me she's twenty and you're leaving me."

"She is twenty, but I'm not about to leave you. I 
promised her I would help with her tuition. Told her 
she could live here with me and use one of my cars. 
There was no sexual favors implied, but the fact is 
we've had sex several times...and I know she has been 
with other women."

She looked like she was about to cry, "I'm just 
heartsick right now. I give you the best blowjob I 
can muster and you thank me by bringing another woman 
into our lives. Been there and done that."

I was pulling into my driveway. "I made us that 
primavera pasta that I made for our first night 
together. Let's have a nice dinner and then we'll 
make love and talk."

She threw me a sly grin, "With or without dessert?"

I drew her to me as the car came to a stop, "I don't 
want to lose you. I'll do anything you want to prove 
that, but I think we'll both enjoy this young lady."

I got out and opened her door, always the gentleman. 
She took my offered arm and we entered the house. She 
quickly spun around and took me into her arms and I 
was lost in those comforting lips. She broke the 
embrace and stuck her nose into my hairy chest. "I 
don't want to lose you either, Jared. I had lots of 
time to think on the trip and I realized that I love 
you." She leaned back and grinned up at me, "All nine 
inches."

I tweaked her nose and went searching for those 
special lips. "Let's just see what develops. If at 
any time you feel uncomfortable or pressured, we'll 
sit down and decide what to do about it. I emphasize 
again, I don't want to lose you."

"I'm not going anywhere. You know I'm yours. I'll 
try... very hard to let you know that."

After dinner we undressed as we headed for the 
bedroom. Since she had had dessert first, none was 
offered. We had sex in every way we could. It was so 
good to have her back and she seemed extra pleased to 
be back. I woke up with those buttery lips wrapped 
around my cock. When she sensed that I was awake she 
looked back at me. "I want one more load to last me 
through today and tomorrow." 

I had told her that I wanted to be alone with Clare 
for one day since she didn't know about the situation 
and I wanted to set it up for her. I pulled her hips 
over me and went after that red-headed cunt. God her 
mouth felt great. She was gonna get another prize 
load, that was for sure.

***

I heard Clare motor into the driveway. So I went out 
to meet her. She got out of the car running and 
jumped into my arms. I could feel the heat of that 
sweet hairless pussy as she slammed it against my 
stomach. I was immediately hard as her lips sought 
mine and her tongue plunged into my mouth. She was 
panting with passion, "God I've missed you old man. 
Let's get inside I want that cock... now!"

We were hardly in the house when she dropped down on 
her knees in front of me. She tried to unzip me, but 
she was trembling too much. I did it for her and then 
brought out that thing that she sought, hard as a 
rock. "Is this what my little girl wants? This old 
man cock? Is this what you need?"

"Yes, don't tease me. I've been thinking about it all 
the way up here." She reached under her skirt and 
grabbed a handful of that nubile flesh, "Baby's 
soaking wet. I need my cream."

I milked it onto her lips and she quickly licked the 
pre-cum off and took him into her mouth. Her young 
face looked so good poised over my big boner, "I've 
missed my baby too. I'm so glad you're here. I've got 
such a sweet load for your mouth. Come after it baby. 
Come get your love juice that you've been missing."

I started a gentle fucking motion watching my dick 
disappear and then reappear between those young 
greedy, seeking lips. That's what made it so special. 
She wanted my load. She craved my cream. She wouldn't 
be content until my sticky white sperm was cascading 
down her throat. Still I had to ask, "That's what you 
need isn't little lady?"

She broke off, "I need it bad. I want that hot chunky 
love juice filling my mouth and sliding down my 
throat."

When she started sucking again I was ready, "Oh yeah, 
baby, you're such a good little cock sucker....here 
comes your load... oh god... drink it up baby... eat 
meee. I came so hard I almost collapsed and Clare 
hung on for dear life shuddering with her own orgasm 
and trying to suck me dry, which she did.

I carried her into the bedroom and deposited her on 
the bed. We snuggled kissing and feeling each other 
up. Believe it or not I was hard again and she seemed 
to have great fun stroking him through my pants. I 
finally got her dress off. She didn't wear a bra or 
panties. I started to get down on the bed and she 
gave me some of my own medicine as she spread her 
legs high on each side of my face and brought her 
poochy slit up to meet my mouth.

"Is this what you want old man? You wanna suck this 
pretty little twat until I squirt my juice? You 
craving some of this sweet honey?" I was furiously 
lapping up all the liquid leaking out of her cunt. 
"Suck me dry you old pervert, seducing a sweet little 
angel... oh God, but you have a very talented old 
tongue. And I'm gonna cum all... over... it." She 
came with those long legs flapping on like a 
butterfly ready to soar and that's what she did, 
pulling my face into her squirting fuck-hole with 
both hands behind my head.

We stayed that way for a minute or two, me lapping, 
she carrying on and then I collapsed beside her. She 
was immediately contrite, "Do you mind me calling you 
old man? I mean it really turns me on, like your some 
pervert taking advantage of this young girl."

"No more than my calling you little one or young 
thing. Those terms get me hot too. Nothing you do 
will be offensive to me and I hope visa-versa." I 
paused to choose my words carefully, "Which brings me 
to something I want to talk to you about." I told her 
about Frida and her unreal lips and that I had told 
her about our relationship. 

Knowing her love of Mandy's pussy, I told her Frida 
was a natural redhead and that she wouldn't believe 
her red-haired cunt. I also explained that when I had 
asked Frida if she wanted to join us she had 
cautiously said yes. I proposed I would like to have 
her over tomorrow and just see what developed.

I told her how Frida often licked her fingers clean 
after she jerked off. She had never had a girl on 
girl experience, but I thought she was ready for one. 
I closed by telling her about the experience I had 
had when I picked her up at the airport. That story 
had her stroking her clit and she suddenly pulled me 
on top of her guiding my love muscle into her honey 
hole. "That story got me so hot old man. I wanna see 
her suck your cock and eat your juice. Why don't we 
have her over tonight?"

What a sweetheart she was. Her panting breath was 
caressing my face as I moved into over-drive. She was 
moaning with her approaching orgasm, "Give it to me 
old man." Her nails began to scratch my back, "Fuck 
your precious little pussy... oh yeah... keep it up 
old man...Fuck meeee."

I dropped what seemed like a quart of cream in her 
hot hole. "You sweet little fucker. I've missed you 
so very much." I buried my mouth in her open one.

Clare looked at me with those innocent blue eyes. "I 
wanna see that red-haired cunt tonight"

I called Frida about ten minutes later and she was 
thrilled, saying in an excited voice, "She said she 
wanted to see my red-haired pussy?"

"I told you she's a little vixen. Just wait till you 
see her and that hairless snatch. We're gonna have 
fun. Could you stop and get us some sushi at Hakata? 
We'll take it slow and get to know one another." 

So much for the plans of man. Frida had no more than 
gotten in the door and was introduced to Clare than 
she was leading her to the couch and sitting her 
down. She knelt in front of her, "Show me it." Just 
like that. 

Fortunately Frida hadn't worn any panties and she was 
in to it. She slowly slid her dress up her thighs 
revealing that red bush I had come to love. "You want 
some of this little girl? You want to lick this... 
mature pussy? Come here sweety, let me fill that cute 
little mouth with some real cum, some old woman, 
tasty cream."

With a sob Clare dove in licking and sucking like a 
tiger on new kill. Frida drew her legs up alongside 
her body with her feet on the couch giving her more 
access and me an incredible view of that hirsute love 
garden. I being who I am, knelt behind Clare with the 
intent of just fucking her cunt, but when I pulled up 
her dress, her tender little rosebud was pushing in 
and out with her passion and I couldn't resist 
nature's call.

I furiously began tonguing that little hole that 
seemed to have a life of its own as it squeezed my 
tongue. I rose up and placed my cock on the winking 
wet hole and slowly pushed in, past the sphincter, 
until I was fully imbedded. I reached under and got a 
handful of that hairless twat and began to milk it. I 
looked up at Frida who was taking it all in with 
excitement, "You gonna unload in her little ass old 
man. You gonna show her how we old folks... oh shit 
little girl... get your juice... lick my hairy old 
hole... oh god here it is little one... eat me up.

Frida started flapping her legs back and forth and 
fucking up to meet Clare's face as she came. It was 
too much for this horny old man. With a flurry of 
thrusts I shot a load up that ass chute just as Clare 
started shaking with a huge orgasm.

*** 

As the old man, I still had enough strength to put 
out the dinner with the sushi Frida had brought. I 
got out another bottle of Au Bon Climat, but this 
time the Sauvignon Blanc which would go better with 
the sushi. We were so gone I don't think any of us 
cared. I repeated the pear salad Frida and I had 
shared since I still had the ingredients.

We literally dragged ourselves off to bed. It had 
been a little too much even for the young one. We 
snuggled together in bed with Frida in the middle. 
Clare fell asleep with her head on Frida's chest and 
with a hand on her pussy. Frida turned to me when we 
both knew she was gone. "I'm so glad I decided to 
trust you. We're gonna have so much fun with this 
little jewel." She laid those perfect lips on mine 
and I lost myself in them. "I can't wait to feel 
those precious hummers on my cock again."

She raised an eyebrow, "Why wait?"

I smiled at her, "I don't know if I could get it up 
and she's exhausted both of us. I can assure you I'll 
be ready for you tomorrow."

"I can't wait. Good night you old fart."

"Same to you magic lips."

***

I woke next morning to the sounds and smell of bacon 
frying. Clare was now on my shoulder and looking 
angelic. Her puffy pussy was calling to me. I 
disengaged myself and crawled between her legs. Her 
eyes suddenly popped open and she grabbed her legs 
and pulled them up brining her juicy honey pot fully 
exposed under my lips. She was smiling down at me, 
"You want some of this old man? Go for it."

There was a light crust around her folds. Probably my 
cum, but maybe hers too. Anyway it was wonderful, 
adding a spicy edge to her natural juice which began 
to be emitted from her sweet hole. I couldn't get 
over how perfect that poochy little pussy looked. Two 
sweet mounds on each side of her hole, framing those 
folds on each side. I was tonguing for all I was 
worth and she was splaying her legs and urging me on, 
"Eat your cunny old man. She's all yours... well 
Frida's too. Oh god eat me...you're the best. She 
began flapping her legs and I started digging for the 
good stuff.

She shouted out, "I'm cumming... Frida... I'm cumming 
for this wonderful old man." And she did, giving my 
face a squirty bath. Of course, I got a lot of it in 
my mouth'

Frida hurried in having heard Clare's call. "Let's 
train this little hussy the right way."

She straddled Clare's face and pulling back her labia 
lowered that red headed cunt on those seeking lips 
and tongue, "Here it is baby girl, eat me up." She 
began to fuck her face and looking over her shoulder 
said, "Fuck her Jared...feed her that nine inch fuck-
pole.

I obeyed my new leader and slipped my cock into her 
dripping pink pooch. She was so tight. Her cunt 
caressed my rigid invader and I fucked like crazy. 
Frida was really getting into it fucking Clare's face 
and beginning to pant loudly and encourage her 
partner. "You precious... little sweetheart, you're 
gonna bring your... old mama off. Oh God little 
one... I'm gonna shoot... take it all."

Frida's hips were bucking over Clare's face and Clare 
started trembling with the cream she was swallowing 
and the sight took me over the top and I unloaded 
spurt after spurt of my joy juice in her spasming 
hairless quim.

Frida freed herself from the face she had been 
fucking and kneeling beside her began to lick off her 
own juices and planting thank you kisses on her sweet 
lips. "I love you so much little one. I can't wait to 
share more fun with you. Let's go have breakfast." 
She pulled Clare up and gave her one of her 
enveloping kisses. They held the kiss for a few 
moments and then Clare broke if panting, "I see what 
you mean about her kisses."

***

I found out over the ensuing days that Clare was a 
vegetarian. She was one of those who ate fish and 
eggs, but abstained from all other animal products. I 
guess my semen was a whole 'nother thing, thank God. 
So one Wednesday morning we left for the Farmer's 
Market in Santa Monica. It's the biggest in Southern 
California and always gets my juices flowing as it 
did Clare's. She couldn't get over all the fruits and 
vegetables on sale there.

By the time we left with three loaded down market 
bags, she was clapping her hands and bouncing around 
in glee. When we got into the car she immediately 
started to massage my manhood. By the time I had 
exited the parking garage, she had me unzipped and 
exposed and she was sucking me, "Baby girl you're 
gonna get me pulled over for indecent exposure. What 
if someone sees us?"

She released my joy stick long enough to pant, 
"That's the fun of it. If the cops stop you, you can 
just say it's you and your granddaughter having a 
little fun." She then went right back after my juice 
which was building up nicely."

I began to fondle her hair and pushing her mouth down 
harder on me, much the same as I had done with Frida, 
"You little cum freak...go for it. Baby doll needs 
her semen... ohh shit that's so good, little one. 
You're nursing up a big load. Can you handle it all?" 
I had a handful of her hair and was enthusiastically 
guiding her head up and down on my boner, "Do you 
want it bad?" 

"Harrumph."

"Real bad?" 

"Harrumph, Harrumph."

By now my toes were curling, I was looking out for 
cops and the traffic ahead and I was fucking up into 
that sucking mouth, pushing her head down... And I 
came, boiling jizm spurting out of my dick and she 
was joyfully swallowing it all. 

When I let her up she gave me a big wet kiss, "That's 
for taking me to Farmer's Market."

"Are we on for next Wednesday?"

***

One of the things that was apparent to me and became 
the same for Frida as she got to know Clare, was that 
she had the sweetest juice of anyone I had ever 
eaten. It could be that it was just her youth and 
all, but over the next few weeks I started wondering 
if maybe the vegetarian thing might have something to 
do with it. Long ago, I had started eating celery, 
pineapple and grapefruit because I was told it would 
increase the volume and taste of my semen.

I decided we would try the vegetarian route for a 
while. Clare was ecstatic. Wednesday mornings became 
one of those days I looked forward to. I didn't get a 
blow job every Wednesday, but when the girl was 
excited, I couldn't keep her off the sweet candy 
pole. 

My life had settled in to a routine that I liked. The 
rest of my week looked like this: Monday and Friday I 
went to the clinic. Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday 
were my workout days at the local Y and Sunday was a 
day of rest. Let's face it, most of my days were 
really days of rest.

Clare was doing well in school. With all our demands 
on her time, she was still able to study and get good 
grades. She was still a constant source of joy for 
Frida and me. We both loved eating that sweet little 
pussy. As I said earlier, I loved her nectar. I would 
tongue and lick her until she was ready to let loose 
and I'd be waiting with bated breath for the first 
squirt of that magic potion.

She loved looking down into my eyes with those baby 
blues when she came. She knew how much I loved her 
honey. "Here it is old man. Taste it...your sweet 
elixir, baby's long-life cream. Eat... it... all 
up... Yeahhh." And she would get that glazed look on 
her face.

I, on the other hand, knew how much she craved my 
cream. There was nothing like the feeling of looking 
down at her adoring face, those guileless baby blues 
begging for a load of my nut juice. When I came she 
would come with me, even if she hadn't been playing 
with herself. She would be riding her heel and when 
my first squirt hit her throat she would be gone.

I usually had one or two hands on her face lovingly 
caressing her and encouraging her with the words she 
loved. "Come and get it baby girl. Suck that juice 
out you love so much." I'd pat her cheek, "Suck your 
old man's cock." Her eyes would be begging for it. 
"You want it baby, really want it?" She'd make a 
guttural sound deep in her throat... and I'd fill it. 
Her eyes would grow moist as she came... and 
swallowed, swallowed that big load.

She would immediately jump into my arms and bring her 
cummy lips to mine. I was so happy and grateful for 
everything, especially at my age. Sure I was a little 
slower. I had a bad knee that caused me to limp at 
times. But all that would end soon. Still there were 
many adventures still ahead of me. Stay tuned for 
what lies ahead in my old age. God I hate even saying 
those words.


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