Little Old Annie

I met Annie at a party my friend held over the holidays. She was introduced to me and I extended my hand to say hi. She quickly grabbed my face and kissed me on the lips. I was quite frankly shocked, and then she said, ” I should take you home with me right now.” I must admit I was quite intrigued. She was quite a bit older. 65 plus I suspect. But extremely well kept and dressed to the nines with beautiful black hair. And had a very nice tight little body.
Anyway, I just laughed and said, “Not today,
I guess.”
About a week later I was working from home when the doorbell rang. I was in shorts and a T-shirt, which is my ussual work from home clothes.
At the door was Annie, and she looked great. Her medium lenght black hair was combed behind her ears. She was wearing a fairly short, tight black skirt, high heel black shoes and a black, fairly see-through blouse, which had a black bra below. She looked like a woman from a Humphrey Bogart movie.
Iwas kind of shocked when I answered the door. I could not even remember her name. She looked at me and said, “I looked for you at the party, but you left early.” I had indeed because it was boring. I asked her, “How did you get my address?” “Not very difficult in this neighborhood if you try!” she said.
Okay…..and what can I do for you? I asked. She responded, ” You can help me disprove a myth.” What, I asked. “Well, young guys like you, (I am 50, so not so young), think we older women are not very hot” To what I responded, “One, you should find a really young guy, say 25 or so, and two, I have always liked older women.” She looked at me square in the ey and said, “One, I don’t like young guys, they don’t know what they are doing, and two, I like you. So let’s have some fun and get me a glass of wine.” She pushed my shoulder aside and walked in the house.
I got a great bottle of wine and we sat in my living room and talked. She told me how she hated to be alone, since her husband died, and how she wanted to have some fun, once in a while.
After bottle number two, she asked me to take my T-shirt off. I’m not a buff guy but do take care of myself. When I did she remarked on my body. “Very nice for an old guy!” she said, and laughed a bit. Then she stood up and removed her blouse and bra. Her breasts were very pert for her age age and she had huge nipples. “Do you like them?” she asked. I nodded and she came and hugged me. “I love skin to skin.” she said. All of a sudden she went to her purse and pulled out a small bottle of gel. She looked at me and said, “At my age I need a little help, but it’s flavored.” She dropped her skirt and panties and began rubbing the gel on her bushy little pussy. Then she came over to me and dropped my shorts and began stroking me with her hands filled with gel. “I love the taste”‘ she said. And started to suck my cock. “don’t come yet.” She said. And then took off what was left of her clothes. She laid back on the couch and I knew what to do. I put my head between her legs and began to suck and lick like never before. Then I put her hand on her own clit and began to lick her ass. That was it she came right away. She stopped me and sat her pussy on my cock. She kept moving and bucking until she came again. Then she said, “Okay, I know what guys like!” And she stuck my cock in her ass. It was amazing, very tight but at the same time very unlike anything I had ever felt. She then stuck her fingers in her pussy and just bucked up and down. I came in her ass and she just finished the last with her mouth.
She just looked at me and asked, ” Okay, what do you think of old babes, and will we do this again?”
I just nodded from fatigue.

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