He was old and lonely and nearly past the point of caring anymore. He had no interest in women his age, and no ability to attract women who were significantly younger than him, which is what he wished for himself. Day after day he found a spot to sit and watch the world pass by him like a fleet runner he could never overtake. He also looked at the young women. So sweet. Fresh. Bodies tight and skin soft. He knew, indirectly, that many of them removed or modified their pubic hair, and he dreamed of verifying this directly. He’d also been told they pierced their nipples with little bars. This also was something that he longed to verify in person. Feel their taut nipples with bars in them. The idea was strange to him, yet alluring. In his mind it was an act of sexual rebellion and he liked the idea of it. Just like making their pubic area free of hair. It must be so smooth that way he thought.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lqsvsg/old_mans_fantasies