Aunty Norma at 78 - Sex Stories

Aunty Norma at 78

The following story is pure fantasy and it involves sex with a lady in her 70’s. If this offends then don’t read it, if it intrigues you please carry on and enjoy. The misconception that many people have is that when women get to a certain age that they are not interested in sex. This might be the case with many ladies but certainly not with all, in fact some of the sexual innuendo I receive from women in their 70’s and 80’s is quite extreme and I know that if I wanted to take advantage some of them wouldn’t take much persuasion. I am though happily married to a woman who is extremely horny and I thus wouldn’t want to jeopardise our relationship. It doesn’t stop me having lots of fantasies though, mainly about older women like my own mother, my mother in law, neighbours and so on. This then is a story that could easily happen though and the first part of it is all fact, when we get past the touching and innuendo into actual sex that part I have simply made up, for me and you to enjoy. My Mum has had the same neighbour for 45 years, her name is Norma and during my c***dhood she was simply Aunty Norma, although she is no actual relation. She and her husband Jack, even came on holiday with us at times and I have always got on really well with her. When I was a teenager I can remember having Aunty Norma fuelled masturbation sessions and like many of the females I know I have trawled through her knicker drawer on more than one occasion. However it has only been in recent years ...

... when Norma has made little comments here and there, that are sexually suggestive. She has been a widow for 6 years and is now 78, but a couple of years back she took me by surprise when I went to see how she was one day. So I had visited my Mum and then knocked on Norma’s door. She let me in and we were soon sitting in her lounge drinking tea, whilst she asked me how life was going. After a while she got up and fetched a photo album from a shelf and sat next to me and opened it up. It was full of photos from 1975, when I was 12 and they were of a holiday we all took together in Wales. Norma pointed out each place we visited and then came to some shots taken at a swimming pool in Rhyl. “Oh I remember this day dear,” she said, “Do you?” I did actually but wanted to hear what she had to say. “Remember I came into your room in the caravan when you were putting your trunks on and saw your penis. Ooooo you went so red. It was funny because your Mum had recently told me you were coming into some hair down stairs and there it was all young and sprouting.” I nodded and gave a half hearted laugh. “Yes I do remember that Norma.” She squeezed my leg and said, “Mind you I expect quite a few ladies have seen it since then eh?” I smiled and agreed with her. “And just think if old Aunty Norma had been a naughty girl that day, I could have been the first not just to see but maybe feel too.” “Mmmm well that’s not what happened,” I said but part of me wish it had and another part of me was ...