Mature Loving

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Mature LovingI had enjoyed visiting my local toilets for regional cock fun! I was edging on the age of thirty. One spring day I took a visit to the scene of so many of my earlier sexual adventures. I stood there at the urinals, cock in hand, waiting for someone familiar to fulfill my carnal needs. It didn’t take long for one of the usual suspects to make an appearance, so to speak, and for them to come alongside, release themselves from the constraints of their underwear and profess their undying love for my semi aroused member! On this day, however, I just wasn’t feeling it. Maybe it was the smell of other people’s defecating and the smell of strong bleach, or perhaps it was the simple fact that a change in the law had made what happened in these toilets, technically, no longer i*****l and the thrill that accompanied it, seem somewhat out of date. Needless to say, this scene was getting old, pretty quick.An older guy, somewhere in his 70’s, stood beside me, slapping his semi-erect cock against his big gnarly old hands, smiling over to me. I looked over to him and half-heartedly smiled, and he asked if I would like some ‘cock fun’?! I laid my eyes on his impressive member that he was beating half to death, and answered that I would love to take that big thing he had in his hand and bring it to life! I could see that he was taken aback by my candour, and probably taken aback because nobody else could have conveyed such thoughts into words! He shuffled over towards the doors of the vacant toilet cubicles, and asked if I would care to join him inside. I replied that I didn’t want a cheap thrill. The elderly gent put away his semi-aroused member, and asked if I would care to take a short walk with him. I didn’t know where this was leading, but it had aroused my curiosity, so I nodded in agreement, and followed his lead. He headed out of the toilets, I followed, and we made small talk for a couple of minutes as we walked along the busy main street of the town. Suddenly, the older guy stopped, produced a key, bahis siteleri canlı and the next thing I know is that we are stood in an unfurnished flat, looking over the main thoroughfare of the town, looking through shaded windows where we can see outside, but no-one can see inside!This started as something I wasn’t sure I wanted. As this older gent came in and started stroking the back of my neck with one hand, and stroking my cock and balls with the other, I was left in no doubt that I was totally on board with what was about to follow. If you have read any of my stories previously, all of my urges have basically been primordial, purely of a base nature. This changed, in an instant. This older guy, who I had been rather dismissive of, leaned in and brought his face to mine. I immediately melted, closed my eyes, and let our lips and tongues entwine in the most erotic of kisses I have ever had to this day! I felt this man’s hands fumbling around my belt, but I removed his own hands and quickly released myself from the confines of my trousers and underwear, my fully erect member pointing directly at my older lover. He slowly undid his own trousers, pulled them down to his knees, then slid his underwear down to reveal his engorged member, still filling up with blood, waiting to be adored! Our tongues were still locked in embrace, our hands exploring each other’s member, stroking with one hand and exploring each other’s body with the other. I don’t think there are words enough to describe what I felt that day, as those big old hands went down my back, over my buttocks, along my perineum and up the front of my torso and tweaked my swollen nipples! It was pure ecstasy, and I loved how my older lover caressed and kissed me, making me feel special, working my cock into a lather, never touching it, but looking at it, seeing how it glistened, excitedly, wanting so desperately to cum!Within a few strokes of his own cock, he was now fully erect, his member standing proud and erect. I don’t like to canlı bahis measure a man by the size of his cock, but he was big! He looked big in the toilets, but believe me, this thing was looking fucking huge now! And it was all mine. I’d only had one big guy before, and he was only focused on making me cum! I estimated he was at least nine inches, and hard as a rock! I leaned in and we sucked on each other’s tongues again, and I felt a twinge in my own cock as I did so, feeling it bob up and down as I sucked on my lover’s tongue. ‘I want to make him cum’ was the thought running through my mind.I worked my way down his partially hairy chest, stopping to kiss and gently lick his sensitive nipples, going down his slightly bloated stomach, running my tongue around his balloon knotted belly button, running my wet tongue along the track of hairs to the base of his big hard cock, encased in greying hairs, but standing proud, defying age and conceived wisdom on what such a glorious member should be doing at his time in life! My tongue lapped out to lick this big hard cock, also lapping at his big wrinkly testicles, my fingers searching along the corridor of his anus and testicles to caress his erectile tissue, feeling him take a large intake of breath as I did so. He moaned in guttural pleasure as I took the whole of his engorged tip into my hot mouth, my tongue working it’s way around his peeling tip, working the skin over the glans to expose the sensitive helmet to my hot mouth and tongue, my tongue teasing the tip of his meatus, darting in and out, making him twitch and teeter about in anticipation! And then I went to work, seeing how much of that big member I could pleasure in one movement! I bobbed my head and took in, what I guessed, was about four inches. Then I took him out, and estimated five inches. By the time we are getting to between seven or eight inches, there is a problem! My mouth is full! We are going down my throat now. My eyes water. But I take him. His hips start to rock quicker. My bahis siteleri tongue works as fast as it can as he pumps quickly in and out of my mouth and throat. Then there is the taste of something slightly salty, but undeniably sweet. He’s going to cum! He picks up the pace. My own hands are all over his body, exploring his perineum, stroking his buttocks. Then I decide to stick an inquisitive finger into his backside. His anus clinches onto me! I roll my finger around up there, and I feel him relax. I stick another up there, and I feel my lover jerk forward, presenting even more of his swollen member to my loving lips!One more finger, curled up, and he lets out the most primeval of moans, and a hot gush fills my mouth! I have time to swallow, before another hot pulse of thick cum fills my mouth, salty and sweet, and then lots of little pulses of thin, runny spunk, coat my throat, shooting down into my stomach. Then he comes to a halt, and I get the last of his jizz, rolling my tongue over his softening cock. Suddenly, he looks ashamed, embarrassed by what he has just done. I hold him. Cuddle him. I feel the embarrassment wash away. I look down and I see his once softening member filling up, becoming aroused once more. Is he in his seventies or in his teens?He holds my own cock in his big hands, only a bright red tip sticking out from his big grasp. He leads me without a word towards the bathroom, all the while gently masturbating my throbbing cock. Slowly, methodically, he rubs me. I want another kiss, but post orgasm, he finds it repulsive! I’m left wanting. He makes the strokes faster. With one hand wrapped tightly around my member, and another stroking my ever so sensitive bottom, I can stand no more! I start to ejaculate, my orgasm shooting several feet into the ether, splattering onto bathroom tiles, a low moan emanating from me, unable to communicate in any form whatsoever. When it’s over, I see the elderly gent is wondering how long it will take to clean my love juice up from the flat! At this point, he can’t even look me in the eye. I made him feel like a king and he can’t even look at me! Ho-hum, I suppose.I clean up the tip of my prick with some toilet roll and we awkwa
rdly embrace. If you are looking for a happy ending, we both had ours!

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