Forever Stuck In The 60's - Sex Stories

Forever Stuck In The 60's

... led..." "And since you're about the only person alive who knows any of this, if somehow any of this got around," Peggy explained with rare seriousness. "I'd be hurt." "Understood." "So Mac," Peggy concluded. "After I let you in on me being a really really old lady, I tell you my sorry life story complete with my pervert uncle, my flying late husband and being a slut for the masses, and what's poking me in the hip?" "Can't help it," Mac shrugged. "What time you due at the tavern?" Peggy asked but didn't wait for an answer, simply rolling the plumber over onto his back and lifting his plump tool upright. Peggy lavished affection on Mac's re-energized manhood, skinning back the shroud and letting her lips wax the bulbous knob before swooping down the shaft as far as she could while Mac looked down and saw little besides the frizzy red hair flying. Peggy brought Mac to the brink of orgasm several times, but each time she noticed the young man's legs churning as his fists went clutching at the sheets she let up at the last minute. "What the matter baby?" Peggy said with a smirk as she climbed up on her knees between his muscular thighs and wiggled the swollen organ which was getting crimson with the veins throbbing. "Can't you cum?" "I'm gonna kill you," Mac cried/laughed as the old woman teased and taunted her lover. "Aw! Mac's big fat cock wants to cum sooooo bad," Peggy chuckled. "Where do you want to cum honey?" My mouth?" "Yes," the plumber grunted as Peggy licked the ...

... sensitive tip of his drooling dick, causing him to churn in the sheets and tear at the bedding before she stopped. "That would be fun, but then again you could always cum in my pussy one more time," Peggy suggested while climbing up and straddling his tool briefly, long enough to rub the head up and down the insides of her messy labia. "Not fair!" Mac protested. "That's a lot like life babe," Peggy reminded him as she knelt back down for a moment with his tortured cock in her fist. "Let's see - oh - this is one I bet you would like." With that Peggy leaned over and lifted her left arm up and brought Mac's cock up into the underarm, and as she rubbed the swollen member up and down the swirl of hair like it was a roll-on deodorant she cackled, "Gonna cum now aren't you?" "Oh shit!" the plumber howled as he watched his cock glide through the thicket, and as he leaned upward he chanted deliriously, "Yes - omigod - harder - faster!" "No, can't do that," Peggy teased as she straightened up and watched the pre-cum start to drool out of the beet red tip of Mac's manhood. "But I will keep that in mind for the future." "Really Peggy - I have to cum," Mac said, laughing from the torture he loved. "Maybe sometime I'll tie you to the bedposts and spend the whole day licking your joy stick, sucking your nuts and rubbing your cock under my arms and stopping right before you cum. How does that sound?" Peggy teased before deciding to end the young man's suffering. "Here. How about this?" Peggy ...