18/03/2012
Well I can’t blame you (letters page) this time, 3 years ago the old lady next door passed away & because she had been very good to me, I helped John out until he stopped grieving and was able to cope. As he got more of his old self back he started trying to look up my short skirt every chance he could, I didn’t even mind and sometimes I even laughed a little to hard (at his jokes) and let my legs drift open far wider that would accidentally. Move on to last December and John slipped in the icy condition’s and twisted his back causing him a lot of pain to stand up-right and had to walk with a stick.
One morning as I stooped over to pick my milk up off the door step I saw John doing the same. As he supported himself with his walking stick and leaned over in his bath robe I saw what looked like an Elephant Trunk hanging between his legs, I just couldn’t believe that thing was a man's wily. As I told in my last letter 10 years ago I had only had sex with the three boys then I was Pregnant, 10 years without sex and I was getting all these strange feeling's seeing an old mans wily.
I went in and sat down the more I thought about it’ I became aware of my breasts tingling as well as my pussy throbbing, I touched my pussy and it was open and very wet, and for the first time in year’s I masturbated. The next day I went shopping for John & my-self’ all the way back from the shops I couldn’t stop thinking about what I saw or thought I saw. Then I got this mad idea of how I could get another look not thinking of the consequences, instead of taking John's shopping round in the evening I'd wait till the morning.
After I had seen my Boy get on the school bus I went in and collected John shopping then at the last minute I whipped my knickers off and went round and using my key let myself into John's Kitchen. John was sat at the table eating his breakfast' I put his shopping away in the correct cupboards but instead of squatting down to got to the lower cupboards I bent over from my hips (which gave John a look at my bare bum & Pussy) or when I reached up into top cupboards. I poured my self a cup of tea and sat in his rocking chair as normal and chatted for awhile (john eyes never strayed from my thighs) then I left.
Then on the third week of doing this and me practically opening my legs as wide as I could John stood up dropped his pants and there stood almost straight out was his monster wily, Is this what you want he said as he shuffled across to me. God it was big and his balls hung down almost to his knees like oranges in a plastic bag. My poor pussy was throbbing like never before, John just knelt down and rubbed the end of his monster in my wet pussy and gave a mighty thrust forward, OMG I thought he would split me in two but it felt good but sort of hurt at the same time. After a few seconds rest he pulled on my hips at the same time as he pushed forward Whoosh he was buried deep inside me and I was shuddering with my first real orgasm.
I never thought about contraception sti's or anything just how much pleasure i was getting, John then started to shunt back & forth getting faster just as I was about to cum he slowed down to an almost stop, then he changed to a circular motion which had me gasping then he changed again to long slow in-out then short fast stabs. He kept this up for over an hour until I agreed to scream out begging him to fill my cunt with his baby juice, When I did I felt him explode deep inside me God how hard I orgasm. Another thing I discovered was that when John's wily was erect it wasn't like those boys iron hard, John's was spongy but stiff enough to do the job of penetrating my tight pussy I think that why it didn't hurt painful but a nice hurt (it's difficult to explain).
This scenario was the same twice each week for 3 months And today I found out I’m 6 weeks Pregnant knocked up by an 77 year old.
Poster:
Suzanne