Yes, an old man is writing those lines you are going to read. A 71 year old man. I probably could be your father, or even your grandfather. But not that it really matters. I decided to share a story of mine with you.
Oh, I am not just old, I am old and married. Married to my lovely, damn hot 69 year old wife. The only women I have ever been with my whole damn life long. Yes, I am the only men she ever had in her life. Despite some up and downs in our relationship – over 50 years of being married, it isn’t always everything happy and awesome – we never ever betrayed each other. No one has ever fucked around or had a drunken mishap.
Yes, despite our age, we still are doing it. We love fucking each other. The sex is awesome. Over 50 years of experience with someone else and being open minded in trying new stuff turn you into an expert in fucking your wife. I know exactly what buttons I have to press with her to turn her on and make her happy. She knows exactly how to make me happy.
But around three years ago my dick began to act up. He didn’t want to get hard as often anymore. We searched professional help, tried a lot of stuff and finally brought in some chemicals. It made my dick work again, but I miss my good old rock hard natural boners. So does my wife. We two have tried a lot to bring my dick back on the track again, but noting seemed to work.
Beside our problems in bed something great happened in my our lives: My 46 year old son and his family where moving in the house next to ours. He came back in his hometown because he found a well paying job nearby and his future landlord, that would be me, didn’t charge him that much rent. It was great having them next to us all year around and not just seeing them for three, maybe four weekends a year. I just love having my family around me.
When summer came around my 20 year old granddaughter began to hang out next to the pool in our backyard. She was sunbathing there for the bigger part of the day. For five days a week, when the rest of the family was off to work. She had some sort of sabbatical going on in her life. At least that was what she told everyone. I didn’t ask anymore questions. And for sure, I didn’t mind her presence. It was nice to have company when I was working in the backyard. We had some chit chat now and then.
And I admit it, damn it, she was – and is – just beautiful to look at. Her curves, her legs, her face, her everything. I had a little crush on her. I might have turned red a little bit when she was around. I might have lost the ability to speak when she was doing some certain move. But I was and I am not not planning to take it any further. I don’t do that to family members of mine. Well, I don’t hit on anyone except my wife.
My wife noticed my behavior. It wasn’t happening the first time that I had a little crush on someone besides her. Stuff like that happens when you are together long enough. But she knew that she could trust me. And I knew that I could trust her. Her way to deal with it was that she joked that I should ask our granddaughter out for a date. Her saying stuff like that always makes my face tun red. I always tell her to stop. And that she is the only one in my life. Then we kiss each other. I just love my wife. And she loves me.
My granddaughter figured out pretty damn fast that I was checking her out. That I had little crush on her. She clearly had no problem with it. She liked the attention she got. She sometimes even posed for me. Nothing better to look at than a young wet girl coming out of the pool. Yes, she loved teasing me. She took it further and further. One day, I think it was a Tuesday, she asked me out of the blue: “Is it okay when I lay here topless? I don’t like those tan lines of mine.”
I took a deep breath. Then I took an even deeper one. My head probably turned red. Then I pressed out a “Yes, no problem.”
A minute later my damn hot 20 year old granddaughter was laying topless in my backyard. Her hard nipples pointing towards the sky. With me just staring at them. Probably with saliva dripping out of my mouth. And with a rock hard dick between my legs. She must have seen the bulge, but she didn’t bother to stare. She was just chilling in the sun. With a satisfied smile on her face. I wasn’t planing of wasting my boner. I hurried back inside the house. Looking for my wife. Horny. Hard. And ready to fuck.
I found her in the kitchen. She was preparing lunch. She stood in at the kitchen counter, cutting some vegetables, moving her hot ass to some tunes that came out of the radio. Wearing one of those hot summer dresses. Yes, she is an awesome cook – not that this matters here. Damn it, I am drifting off. Back to the action.
I approached her from behind. I Gently hugged her. Kissed her neck while doing so. I pressed my rock hard dick against her ass. A shiver drove through her body. She let out a moan. She somewhat embarrassed covered her mouth after it. Then she turned around. Smiled at me. One of her hands exploring my bulge. Passionate kissing set in. My hands were under her dress. Teasing her pussy. Hers were on my ass, well, mostly on my dick.
After warming up I turned her around. I bent her over the worktop. I got rid of my pants and my underwear. I set my still rock hard dick free. I grabbed some butter that stood next to me. I lubed my dick with it. Then I pulled up her summer dress and slid my cock inside her damn hot pussy. She moaned out loud.
Then I fucked her. Slow and gentle in the beginning, because that’s how she loves it. Then I went in faster and harder. My hands grabbing her tits all the time. Squeezing them. She moaned out loud. A huge turn on for me. My thrusts got harder and deeper. Her moaning got more intense. My balls began to ache. I was coming closer. So was she.
Her body began to tremble. My cock was close to explode. One last deep and hard trust. Boom. My balls emptied themselves into my wife’s pussy. She came too. In the same moment. Her body was trembling. Tension left the room. I pulled out, she turned around. With the biggest smile you can imagine on her face. We hugged each other. And kissed each other for some time. While my sperm and her juices were dropping on the kitchen floor. But we couldn’t care less.
Then she asked me what had happened. Why I was rock hard. I told her about our granddaughter. Hearing the story put a smile on her face. She totally approved my doing. As long as I don’t touch our granddaughter. As long as I take my hard one into the house to service my wife. Oh, as mentioned earlier in the text, I never ever touched my granddaughter. Just in case you might ask yourselves.
But our granddaughter brought back the swing in my wife and mine sex live. We had our summer of love. Our 30th or so summer of love. We enjoyed every second of it. But we knew that the summer would end. But we were making planes to keep her topless and around. But as I write those lines, we didn’t come up with a doable solution. Unfortunately.
*And once more, thanks for reading. And yes, just a fictional story. But in case you enjoyed your read, more of my stuff* [*over here.*](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirty_boy69/) *Have a nice day.*
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