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HIS TERRIBLY HARD PENISBy Joy J. I’m a sixty-year old widow who did something she probably should be ashamed of. The truth is, I’m not ashamed at all. In fact, I feel quite good about it. Not only did I enjoy doing it, it made me feel like a woman again. I’ve read that having sex with a younger man will do that.My name is Joy and his name was Eric. He worked for the lawn mowing service that maintains the grounds at the senior complex where I live. I’d been watching him all summer, admiring his muscular body as he walked by my window. After just a few weeks of leering, I realized the unusual effect this young boy was having on me. The older lady wanted him sexually. Yes, that’s right! I needed this handsome young man to screw my still beautiful, still horny body.Eric couldn’t have been much more than twenty, but was very good-looking. And in my old fashioned mind, there was no reason a young handsome man like Eric would want an old woman like me. While it’s true I didn’t look my age, and my figure was extremely nice for a woman of any age, I couldn’t imagine a handsome young man wanting a desperate old woman whose horniness was driving her up the proverbial wall. Then, I thought of a way. When my husband died, he left me rather well off. I have more money than I’ll ever need. His main concern was that I be able to get along and be happy in my later years. Mike was good that way. I had everything I needed and was totally happy. But was I really happy?As I stared out the window at this incredibly good-looking young man, I realized I wasn’t happy at all. Even with all the money, and all the material things I possessed, I just wasn’t totally happy. I hadn’t had sex since way before my husband died. How could I possibly be happy without sex? I loved sex. I needed sex. I needed a man’s penis inside my still beautiful body, the big beautiful penis of this terribly handsome young man who was mowing my lawn. As he worked under the hot, boiling sun, I could see the perspiration rolling down his face and the rest of his wonderfully golden body. Seeing him sweat like that was terribly exciting. So much so, I imagined the two of us making mad passionate love, sweating profusely as we fucked intensely.Oh, Goodness! bahis siteleri I can’t believe I said that. I used the F word. Gosh, I would never say that with my husband. He disliked it immensely in a woman. He never swore himself. He was spanky clean. He was . . .. Christ! He was fucking dead. The man was dead and his wife was very much alive and still very horny. So, the answer was a simple one. I would pay this young man to have sex with me. I would give him whatever he asked for and he would give me what I needed: his wonderfully young, terribly hard penis.With a definite plan in mind, I invited him in for a cold drink. At the time, I was wearing a transparent robe over a bright red pair of baby dolls I had bought at Victoria’s Secret just for this purpose. The nightgown did nothing to hide my plentiful, fully erect breasts. And along with the sexy see through negligee, I was wearing white thigh stockings and a pair of six inch red spike heels. Both items really accentuated my solidly built, if I do say so myself, beautifully shaped legs. To say the horny widow looked hot would be a gross understatement. The fact is, I looked like a trashy whore, but frankly, that’s exactly the look I wanted.“I thought you might be thirsty,” I said to the young man who was even better looking than I thought, and was showing off something of his own as he drank the glass of water very slowly: his wonderfully young, terribly hard penis.”I . . . I was!” he stammered while staring at me like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Only wrinkled up old fogies live at the complex where he earned his money to pay for college, not well built, made-up-for-sex women like Mrs. Joy J. This was good. I had gotten his attention. It was time to hold it. I let my robe fall open as I poured him another glass of water. “Would you like some more?” I asked while showing him my bulging breasts tucked nicely inside the very sexy nightie, as well as my other fine attributes. His eyes bulged and his hand shook. He was unable to answer. All he could do was stare at what the not so old lady was showing off so willingly to him. It was time to give him even more. I casually let my robe slide off my shoulders, then watched canlı bahis his eyes as it fell to the floor, leaving me in all my sexy naked splendor. This time, he spoke.“Jesus Christ, lady! What . . . what are you do . . . doing? You’re not supposed to . . . I’m not supposed to . . . Holy fucking shit, lady! You’re half undressed!” he said, then turned to leave like he couldn’t wait to get away from this crazy old women who thought she could lure him into bed with her sexily clad body. Well, she was wrong. Her little teasing act didn’t work. All it did was scare the crap out of the poor young boy who probably had never seen a woman in a sexy negligee. Having failed big time, it was time for plan B.“Wait! Don’t go!” I said in desperation as I fumbled through my purse, looking for the hundred-dollar bill I had tucked away for this very purpose. “I need you to stay! Please stay!” I said as I placed the bill on the small table by the front door. I figured this made my intentions quite clear.Eric looked down at the bill and back at me. “I can’t believe this! You wanna pay me to do you? Jeez, lady? You don’t have to pay anyone to do this hot looking body. Shit, lady! You may be my grandmother’s age, but she sure as shit don’t look nothin’ like you. Christ, lady! You’re hot, real hot!”If I’m so hot looking, why won’t you screw me? I asked myself as I moved right up to him. “What is it then? You don’t need money? This grandma’s much too old for you?” I asked as I slid the straps of my nightie off my shoulders. A few seconds later, the flimsy red garment was lying by my feet and I was totally naked except for my stockings and shoes. “Or is it maybe you don’t need this!”“Holy fucking shit! You can’t be no fucking grandma!” he said in words I wasn’t accustomed to hearing. Nevertheless, I took his foul words as a compliment. I did so because I wanted to take something else of his, the terribly hard penis he rubbed against my belly after he grabbed my waist and pulled me against his oh-so-manly body. “You don’t have to pay me for this, lady! I’ll do a hot body like this for nothing!”In a split second, his mouth pressed to mine and our lips parted. As my tongue found his tongue, both his hands gripped güvenilir bahis my ass tightly and he rubbed his hard mound wildly against me. I loved what was happening and couldn’t wait to have his big hard penis inside me. Then it happened. Oh Lord, did it happen.Not caring if I looked like some hussy, I lay on my bed and spread open my solidly built legs for him. Then, just like some cheap whore, I cried out with words I didn’t know I knew, words my dearly departed husband truly despised. But, as I said before, my dearly departed husband was dead and gone and his horny wife was alive and kicking. Oh, yes! She was fucking too, fucking like she never has in all her Goddamn life. “Fuck me baby!” I yelled to my very alive Eric. “Stick it in my cunt and fuck me hard!” I cried out and Eric did exactly that for the horny old lady.“Sure, Joy baby!” Eric said as he knelt on the mattress between my opened legs, his hand holding his massive cock, the cock I wanted more than anything. “I’ll do you gladly, baby!” he told me, then leaned forward, letting his stiff rod surge between my moist cunt lips. What I felt was like nothing I’d ever felt before. I became insane with a newfound lust.With a sudden surge of youthful energy, I wrapped my legs around the k** and started doing the incredible. We fucked and we fucked, not stopping until his giant cock exploded inside me and my rejuvenated body shook in orgasm after orgasm. I don’t have to tell you how absolutely wonderful that was.Needless to say, I fell asleep immediately after. It was wonderful, but it was truly exhausting too. When I awoke hours later, Eric was gone and so was the money. His note said he took it because he needed it. It also said I was terrific and he’d love to do me again whether I paid him or not. Not too bad for an old broad, huh?I’m terribly happy now. I no longer feel alone and unwanted. I have someone who wants me on a regular basis. It doesn’t matter that he’s only twenty and I’m forty years older than he.It also doesn’t matter that I give him one hundred dollars each time he comes. The only thing that matters is that Eric gives me the cock I need, and he gives it to me in places my dead husband would never dream of doing. Mike never cared for anal or oral sex. Eric likes them both and in fact, so does Joy. She now sucks cock and she takes it in her beautiful ass too. Oh, yeah! There’s one more thing. She talks dirty too. Thanks for reading my story,Joy J.

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