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Mark was in his late thirties. He was what some consider a late bloomer. During his teens and twenties he was shy, nerdy, and a little heavy. He didn’t get much attention from girls. His only sexual experiences were post-college with two long-term relationships.

He was successful in his tech career. He exercised regularly and was no longer heavy. He was now more handsome, but he was still generally a shy, timid person.

His last relationship ended a year ago. He had not put much effort into dating yet, partly because he was so busy at work and partly because he was not that confident with women. Thus when his friends, Angie and Tom, invited him on a weeklong trip to Palm Springs, he accepted.

Angie had relatives with two properties in Palm Springs. They lived in one and used the other as a vacation rental. If the house was not rented they offered it to family members to use for free.

“Hey, Earl and Gwen, invited us over for dinner tomorrow.” Angie said as they were lounging around the pool the first day. “And, Mark, you are welcome to come.”

“Um, I don’t know… I’ve never met them.”

“Ah, come on” encouraged Angie. “I haven’t seen them in a while. They’re my mom’s cousins, from the Canadian side of her family. They must be in their 60s by now. I think they’re kinda conservative… Christians. You know, the church-going type. But I remember them being pretty outgoing and friendly.”

“OK, since they are allowing us the use of the house, it’s probably the polite thing to do… so count me in.”

The next evening, Earl and Gwen greeted the three of them with enthusiastic hugs and smiles. Everyone was given a glass of champagne as Earl insisted on giving them a tour of the house. He made sure they saw the expensive cars in the garage. They lived in a very upscale seniors-only neighborhood.

Earl was 70. He was a retired engineer who had worked in the oil industry. He talked non-stop. Although he was friendly, he was arrogant and boorish.

Thus Mark was relieved to be seated next to Gwen at dinner at the opposite end from Earl. Gwen was 65 years old and energetic. She gesticulated dramatically as she talked. Her voice became louder with every sip of her wine.

She bragged about her many physical accomplishments such as her European bicycle tours and squash tournaments. She was quick to disparage her female acquaintances for not being in as good of shape as her.

As far as her male acquaintances, she implied there was sexual tension with all of them, regardless of any age difference. By her account, her dentist, accountant, and several neighbors were all in love with her.

Mark decided Gwen was just a rich conceited snob. Soon he was completely ignoring her words, nodding and smiling periodically. Maybe he was a little tipsy too, because he found her annoying yet a little hot.

She was slender and petite. She had thick straight gray hair with bangs that stopped just above her shoulders. She had high cheekbones and a slender nose. She maybe had a little botox, but she looked very natural with wrinkles in all the right places. Mark was certain she must have been a knockout in her youth.

She frequently leaned into him, brushing her bangs out of her face as she talked. She used every opportunity to make sexually charged jokes or innuendos. She probably flirts with every man she meets, he thought.

Mark had to hide his erection the rest of the evening as he mentally vetted different possible scenarios, all of which ended with him fucking her. He had never fantasized about having sex with a 65 year old before.

The next morning, Mark showed up unannounced at Gwen’s house. He knew from the dinner conversation that Earl would be at a golfing tournament. He was hoping Gwen would be home and alone. He smiled when she opened the door.

“Uh… well…Hello Mark” she stammered, obviously surprised to see him. She was wearing a slim white athletic tank top and white capri linen pants. She had on white ankle socks and white sneakers.

She quickly regained her composure and defaulted to her usual flirtation. “Well, if I had known I was going to have company, I would have put on something a little more appropriate.” she said playfully.

“Well, I think you look great in white!” he said as he nodded approvingly.

Gwen was not sure, bonus veren siteler but she suspected this was his attempt at flirting. “You’d better come in, I don’t want my neighbors seeing me entertaining strange men while Earl’s not home. Heaven knows what kind of reputation I’d have!”

Mark was already getting hard. He had hoped she would flirt with him. Things were going according to his plan as he laughed and walked into the living room.

“Thanks Gwen! Sorry to bother you, but I just wanted to take you up on the offer of getting a few grapefruits from your tree.” He said innocently.

“Oh, Ok… if that’s all, I suppose that’s fine, too” She pouted and feigned disappointment. “But you can’t blame a girl for hoping!”

“Actually, the grapefruits are for Angie and Tom. I like grapefruits, but they make my tongue itch. And my tongue is one of my best assets… so the women tell me.” This was the cheesy line he had mentally rehearsed.

Gwen was surprised at the directness of his now obvious flirtation. He seemed innocent enough, but more importantly she did not want to be outwitted. She replied “Awww, if only I was as lucky as them.”

Mark stepped forward and reached around her small waist and squeezed her ass. “Oh Gwen, today’s your lucky day.”

She gasped. “What are…” He silenced her with a finger to her lips. He brushed her gray bangs off her face, tucking them behind her ears. He placed his hands firmly on her hips and guided her backwards until she bumped into the couch.

She was stunned as she felt him unbutton her pants. “Um… um… but, Mark, I’m married.” she stammered. He casually squatted down and calmly pulled off her sneakers one by one.

“I’ve… I’ve… never cheated on Earl before…” She paused, then almost whispered “I’ve only ever been with him.”

He stood up and moved his mouth close to her ear and whispered “Well, that makes it even hotter.” He slid his fingers under the waist band of her pants and panties. “If you want me to stop, just say the word, OK? Do you want me to stop?”

She was breathing hard now. She was speechless as she found herself shaking her head no.

He pushed her pants and panties down around her ankles. Then he pushed her backwards onto the couch. He dropped to his knees and eased her pants and panties completely off.

He spread her knees apart. His hands moved slowly along the inside of her thighs from her knees to her crotch. He leaned in between her legs.

Being rich and attractive, she was accustomed to being in charge, especially in interactions with men. But now she was a little scared being in this situation and not in charge.

For Mark, too, this was a role reversal. He was usually shy, especially with women. But now, clearly in command and full of confidence, his cock became completely hard.

He nuzzled her full bush with his nose before giving her pussy a slow long kiss. Her body quivered and she groaned softly the instant his lips made contact.

He looked up. “Oh Gwen, I don’t think this pussy has been licked for a long time! Do you want me to lick your pussy, Gwen?”

Almost without thinking she blurted out “Earl’s never done it… he thought it was dirty. We’ve only done it missionary.” She instantly regretted her confession. But it was somehow cathartic. Suddenly she felt a little lighter and strangely happier.

The thought of him being her only second sex partner made him giddy. He was barely more experienced than her, but she did not know that. He mentally steadied himself to stay in character.

“Oh well, no biggie.” He said flatly. “If it’s not your cup of tea, that’s fine. But if you want your pussy licked, you should ask me politely.”

“Yes, please. Please lick my pussy.”

Mark energetically kissed and licked her pussy. She was moist. Quickly she was wet, wetter than she had been in years. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as he sucked on her clit.

He looked up as he lifted both her legs over his shoulders. “Wow Gwen! You have a lovely pussy. Did you know that? It deserves a good licking.” He dove into her again with his tongue exploring her inside and out. Her moans got louder.

One hand was under her ass squeezing her butt cheek while the other hand was hooked around her thigh rubbing her clit. The whole time he bedava bahis sucked, licked, and kissed her cunt.

Mark was not very experienced in the art of cunnilingus. But by the way he felt her body quiver, her thighs squeeze his head, and hearing her quickening rhythmic gasps, he knew he was on the right track.

He paused and looked up. “Do you like it or shall I stop?”

Mark was not expecting Gwen to reach forward with both hands and push his face back into her crotch with alarming force. “Oh no, don’t stop!” she almost yelled.

Her hands and thighs were tight around his head. He frantically licked and sucked her pussy knowing she was close. Suddenly, her whole body tensed up. Her pelvis thrust forward off the couch pressing into his mouth. Her hands still held his head firmly as she shrieked and shuddered violently.

Soon, she went limp. She slumped back into the couch and her arms fell listlessly to her sides. Mark gently lifted her legs off his shoulder and stood up in front of her.

She was in a half smile. Her breasts were stretching her white tank top with each deep breath. She still had on her white socks but otherwise was naked from the waist down. Her legs were spread apart completely exposing her glistening pussy.

Too exhausted to use her arms, she blew her bangs off her face. Mark had never imagined a 65 year old gray haired woman could look so sexy. “Oh Gwen, I think you liked having your pussy licked. Did you? Did you like me licking your pussy?”

The reality of the situation was coming back to her as she recovered from the throes of ecstasy. She tried to act calm but her body was slightly trembling as she stood up.

Her voice faltered a little as she said “Yes, Mark. I did like you licking my pussy. Thank you.” She started to step around him when she felt his hands on her shoulder push her back to sitting on the couch.

Mark took off his polo shirt. He kicked off his shoes. He unbuttoned his shorts and pushed them along with his underwear down to his ankles. Suddenly his erect cock was fully visible. He took a step forward out of his shorts.

He bent his knees a little and thrust his pelvis allowing the tip of his cock to nuzzle her lips. “You know, instead of saying Thank You, you could show me Thank You. Gwen, can you think of some way you can demonstrate your gratitude?”

Gwen turned her head slightly and looked down at the floor. “I don’t know how… I’ve never… Earl said it was dirty. We only do missionary.”

He reached out and lifted her head. He could feel her breath on his cock. “Aw, that’s a shame. I think you would really enjoy sucking my cock. In fact, I bet you’re great at sucking cock… a real natural.”

He continued cheerily “Well that’s OK. How about I put my cock in your pussy instead? Is that OK? Would you like me to put my cock in your pussy, like Earl?”

Gwen resigned herself to nodding yes as she reclined on the couch with her arms at her sides. She opened her legs offering her pussy.

“Ask me politely.” he said in a lecturing tone.

“Please put your cock in my pussy.” she murmured. “I want you to put your cock in my pussy, please.”

He surprised her as he leaned forward and grabbed her by her arms pulling her up off the couch. He spun her around and with his hands on her shoulders, he guided her into the dining room stopping just in front of the table.

“But this is the dining… we can’t in here…”

He reached around her and placed her arms one by one on the table. He positioned her bent forward, legs slightly apart, with her ass up in the air. He caressed and kissed both her ass cheeks. “Oh Gwen, this was all I was thinking about at dinner last night.”

She involuntarily straightened up as she suddenly felt his fingers slipping into her pussy. He pushed her back down into position with his other hand.

He fingered her until his fingers were completely wet. Then he lubricated his hard shaft with her pussy juice.

It almost felt unreal as she felt his cock enter her. This could not be happening she thought. She briefly wondered if she was dreaming.

She felt him slowly slip all the way inside her. He gave an unexpected thrust that caused her to lurch forward. She resumed her pose and tightened her grip on the edge of the table.

Mark started deneme bonus slowly. He took his time sliding his cock in and out of her wet pussy. It felt so good being inside her. “Oh baby, your pussy feels so good, so fucking wet.” He said earnestly. He heard her start to breath harder so he went a little faster.

He slapped her ass. “Do you like my cock in your pussy?”

“Uh huh, yes, yes I do” she said breathlessly. He started pumping her a little faster and harder. Her breaths now were ending with a grunt. Her grunts were getting louder with each breath. He reached under her shirt and fondled her jiggling tits.

Mark could feel her pussy tighten around his cock as she started to buck in rhythm with him. Her head bobbed up and down. Her gray hair swished around wildly as he fucked her from behind.

He released her tits and gripped her hips firmly. He started going a little harder. He slapped her ass. “Do you like getting fucked? Does it feel good?”

“Oh my God! Oh Yes! Yes! Oh my God!” she said frantically.

He could sense she was getting close as she bucked harder and grunted louder. He reached around her and started rubbing her clit as he repeatedly plunged his cock into her 65 year old pussy.

Her body started to quiver. The quivering continued to increase in intensity. Mark held her hips firmly as he continued to fuck her hard.

Suddenly, the bucking stopped and her body went rigid. Her back was arched. Her intermittent grunts turned into a sustained high pitched moan as she shuddered violently in a long climax.

Mark continued to pump her pussy as he felt her body relax. “Uh…uh… I’m going..” He gasped. He knew he was very close, too.

Suddenly she felt herself being roughly spun around and pushed down. She landed on her knees in front of him. Mark held the back of her head with one hand while he stroked his cock quickly in front of her. She grabbed his legs to steady herself.

With a loud grunt, he exploded. Gwen felt a blast of warm ooze hit her forehead. She tried to recoil, but his hand held her head firmly. Another grunt and another blast, this time on her cheek and nose. The third shot covered most of her chin.

Mark released her and staggered back a step. Panting, he looked down at her.

Her hair was tussled with a few strands framing her cum splattered face. Her mouth was slightly open. A long strand of cum dripped down from her chin onto her cleavage and disappeared under her white tank top. She was breathing slowly but hard.

A drip of cum fell from her nose onto her lip. She collected it with her tongue and swallowed. She paused. Then proceeded to clean her face as best as she could with her fingers and licking them clean.

“Wow! you are a stone cold hottie, did you know that?” He was still catching his breath. “So tell me who’s better, me or Earl?”

She snorted which turned into a genuine uninhibited belly laugh.

He watched her stand up and walk past him into the bedroom. She was still naked from the waist down except for her white socks. He heard her laugh again “Earl!” she snarled with derision. “HA!”

Mark was dressed and standing in the living room when Gwen emerged. Her hair was combed and her face was clean. She was now wearing a pair of shorts. She was smiling and seemed radiant.

She strode up to him and draped her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her small waist. “You can pick my grapefruits anytime. In fact, I think you should pick my grapefruits every day.”

He paused for a second pretending to think. Then he nodded in agreement. “I think I’d like that.”

“But you do realize that next time…” Gwen shrieked and jumped a little as she felt him suddenly stick a finger in her asshole through her shorts. “You’ll have to suck my cock.”

She looked up at him and broke into a large smile. “I think I’d like that.”

Mark paused before getting into his car. It was a beautiful sunny day. He noticed two older women walking down the sidewalk towards him. They were chatting and laughing. Each of them had a rolled yoga mat under their arms.

They both paused as they reached him. They smiled and waved. “Hello! What a beautiful morning, huh?” One of them said.

“Oh yeah, perfect!” He responded cheerily. He watched them walk away from him in their yoga pants until they turned the corner out of sight.

In the car, Mark thought of several scenarios that ended with him fucking the yoga women. Several scenarios ended up with him fucking them both together. He had an erection the whole drive back to the vacation house.

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