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Since my wife passed 7 years ago I never wanted to carry on with a sexual life, I had never in my life found anyone else who was sexually what I had been looking for as she was, some of you will have already read about some of our amazing sexual adventures. So I gave up sex even though I still loved women I couldn’t bring myself to get back out there. In 7 years since she has been gone I have had one sexual adventure and that was purely by chance. This is how I got to have sex with a 70 year old woman I met at a bus station.

My car was in for some repairs so pubic transport was my only option. I was stood at the bus station and there was a guy older than me talking to this woman. I couldn’t believe the things he was coming out with, I could see the woman was getting uncomfortable with the things he was saying, most women would and some would have reported him for sexual harassment. I decided to pull him up on the things he was saying and went and stood with the woman. I struck up a convo with her and when she told me she was 70 years old I called BS, she told me it was true. Anyway the bus arrived and I helped her with her shopping then when she got to her stop I helped her again. She lived about a mile from me so it wasn’t a issue just as well as when I was off the bus helping her with her bags the frikkin bus drove off. I carried her bags to her house and she invited me in for coffee. The more I looked at her the more I saw how attractive she was and how well she had looked after herself, my mind thought a couple of times and I could feel a semi beginning in my pants. I was about to leave when she asked if I wanted to stay for a bite to eat. Of course I said yes.

After dinner we sat in her lounge, on the wall were two nude pictures, they looked like two different people because the ages were different. She explained the young woman was her in her 20’s and the other was her aged 65. I looked at her still struggling to believe the age of this woman. She then pulled out two photo albums. The albums were full of naked photos of her all tastefully done and totally professional. She explained she had loads more but the albums were of her favorite shots he late husband had taken. She excused herself and a few minutes later returned wearing a housecoat I was about to figure out she was naked under it. In the painting and photos of the older model the model had a tattoo. We were really comfortable with each other we seemed to gel so when she asked if I still didn’t believe she turned on the sofa and lowered her housecoat, and there it was the identical butterfly tattoo on her shoulder. Don’t ask me why I did it, I know it was a risk, but I leaned in and kissed the tattoo. She shivered but didn’t move away, I placed my arms around her under her breasts and kissed it again but then carried on to her neck. Her breathing began to change, she shivered as I continued on her neck, she sank back into me and my hand made contact with her breast, her nipple was hard, I rolled it through my fingers and a soft moan came from her mouth. She moved away, I wondered that was it I was about to apologize, she stood and faced me, I wasn’t sure what to do. She undid her housecoat and left it drop to the floor. She looked amazing, my cock was bursting in my pants. She moved toward me the only words she spoke to me were to ask me to be gentle because it had been a while. I took her hand then laid her on the floor and began to kiss her body all over. I’m not a fan of pubic hair but the neatly trimmed patch she had just seemed to sexy. She was so wet even before I put my tongue on her I just buried my face into her lapping as much of her juices as I could, the smell and the taste of her sex filled my nostrils, I spread her wide and pushed my tongue in as far as I could, She was moaning loudly and orgasmed pretty soon. I kissed her and she began to pull my tee shirt over my head and then fumbled for my pants before eventually getting them down. She didn’t want to waste time, she pushed me onto my back and got astride me lowering herself onto my cock, I don’t think I have ever felt a pussy so wet slide down on me, she wasted no time at all as she began to ride me, her breasts pressing into my chest felt good, she was biting my shoulder and my neck, this was no gentle fuck this was her cutting loose and enjoying the ride. She was in complete control, this gorgeous 70 year old woman screaming her house down calling me everything from “fucker” to “Cunt” every name in between. I was not ready for the amount of sexual energy she had. She came hard way before I did, I felt her teeth bite down on my shoulder, damn it hurt but in a good way. I eventually felt myself cumming and unloaded into her, she came again shortly after but continued to ride me until my cock begged for a break. When it fell out of her I expected her to stop instead she moved her pussy over my face and lowered herself for me to eat her and as I did I felt her mouth on my cock again. Very soon it was time for round two.

She kept me there for just over four hours, at the end of it I was drained, she had managed to get 3 loads out of me. What made the whole thing for me is when her phone rang while she was riding me, she got off me went to get her phone and as she answered it she lowered herself back onto me and carried on riding. It was one of her friends on the phone and she was giving her a running commentary on what she was doing and how good it felt, even telling her when I filled her pussy. When we eventually stopped we sat and talked, “You should come round when my friend is here” she said, I just laughed. To be honest handling her was hard enough if her friend was anything like her I would have been hospitalized. I never saw her again, I wondered about it but for some reason I felt guilty, not because in my mind I let my wife down but more because she wasn’t alive to experience it with me.

That would have been 3 years ago I still see her and we say hello and I have great memories of what we did. Here’s the irony, 4 days ago I was contacted by an old friend who I hadn’t heard from in over 4 years. There was nothing sexual we were just friends, I supported her when her husband was in the last years of his life. We lost contact not sure why but we did. I hadn’t even wondered about her until she messaged me. Out of the blue I got this message, we have been messaging ever since, and yes I will be visiting her in the summer when my work load calms down. Oh I mentioned irony didn’t I. The irony is she is 70 years old and lets just say her messages to me have left me in no doubt we won’t be just going out for walks.

So is 70 the new sexy, I think it just might be.

NSFW: yes

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