Motherfucker: Part 2 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 2

... these old nipples of mine. They still become erect, believe it or not.

"But then so do lady-parts," Fran said, looking down towards her own crotch, and at the same time, reaching down to gently pat her clothing-covered crotch a couple of times with the open palm of her hand, as if she were petting a small animal. "Everything's still fully-functional after all these years. And I'm just about to prove it to you."

I got down on my knees and placed my right hand around Fran's saggy left breast, and placed her wrinkled-up nipple into my mouth. And I began sucking away on it.

After a few moments, Fran said, "Oh God! Keep going. I feel my lady-parts starting to tingle. Why don't you suck my other nipple."

And I did exactly what she suggested. I sucked on her right nipple for a while. And sure enough, both of her nipples became erect, just like she said that they would.

Her breasts still looked old, and saggy, and wrinkled-up though, despite their now-erect nipples, which were pointing almost straight down to the floor, once I finally let go of her breasts.

"Take off you pants and underwear. I'm going to take mine off, too," Fran announced. "And then I'm going to lie down on my back on top of the bed, and have you eat my lady-parts, so that you can help get me lubricated better with your saliva. You don't mind eating this old woman's lady-parts, before you fuck her, do you?"

While I was getting naked in front of Fran, and she was getting naked in front of me, my ...

... eyes were naturally glued to her crotch area, which she kept clean-shaven, just like Mom's is. And I'm pretty sure that Mom had something to do with Fran's pussy being shaved. Heck, Mom probably even shaved it for her.

After Fran climbed up on top of Mom's bed and spread her bony legs apart, I could finally see that her pussy looked like a withered-up, flesh-colored flower that was about to fall off the vine. And unlike Mom, Fran had a small bean-size clitoris, and much smaller inner pussy lips than my mother has.

After I got between Fran's thighs while lying on my stomach, and finally had her bare, ancient pussy right up in my face, I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. I was surprised that I wasn't grossed out by its wrinkled-up looks.

In fact, it was a very erotic, exciting, and taboo feeling for me to know that I was getting ready to lick and finger Fran's ancient pussy--just like I'm sure my own mother had done to her in the past--and that I was doing it all under Mom's watchful eye, and with her blessing.

For the record, Fran's pussy didn't taste as bad as I was expecting it to. But it also didn't taste as good as Mom's pussy does. Fran's pussy had a much more acidic urine smell, and a very tart taste to it. But that didn't seem to matter, because the smell and taste of her old-lady pussy still turned me on like crazy.

Within seconds after I began tonguing the tip of her clitoris, Fran orgasmed, pressing the insides of her bony thighs up against both sides ...