Where it happened: Bottom of the Atlantic Ocean
Langauge: Back in my day...
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My buddies and I boarded the boat. We were going out to do some fishing and diving. Dave had joked we were going to give Mary the ‘ole swordfish. He knew I liked Mary, I reckon she did too. We done anchored out in the middle of nowhere. The site was beautiful, the scenery tremendous lookin’ behind Mary’s voluptuous body. She was very well set up in her teenage body. Not an hourglass figure, but a bigger bust. What scoundrel wouldn’t enjoy that view? Dave raised her up fine. And as old coots, we found her as a reason to get up in the mornin’. He-haw!
Down to business, though, folks. Dave fell asleep in at his fishin’ post and Mary, I say, Mary was in her wetsuit, she was, and the actual suit made her look even more appealing. She’d come to the side of the boat, slapping at it for me to pull her up in. I made a deal with ‘er, I say “Mary, you want up, you have to help me go down.” She says okay and I pull her on in. Don’t you think she was gon think I wanted to go in the water, well naw she wanted this old bag of bones just as much as I wanted her. She done took pride in taking me down to her bunk in the boat and unzipping her wetsuit to reveal her pink swimmer’s suit. She grabbed my hand and touched the side of her face, making a sort of innocent pout, the ones them kids use to take pictures of and upload on this here internets. She slid my hand down the exposed area, and I tugged at her swim suit. She laughed a bit, sitting me down and removing all her dressins. I’d become quite aroused, as any old man could be. She pulled off m trousers so quick I couldn’t see her hands move. I guess Dave had skilled her back in Alabama.
And her hands were skilled in other things, she guided my ole friend into her, and she took it with a grin as she pushed herself down. I guess I shoulda seen it beforehand, but Mary wasn’t a sweettalker, quite a dirty mouth. She kept on telling me I could die like this, but I’d rather die with her on me than in any other way.
I felt like a million bucks finishing inside that young lass. It got my heart poundin so fast, i love that there little lady. She made my life wonderful. Mary is my lover, and she makes me my tea. I almost forgive her for castrating my little, wrinkled friend, but now that I’m JUST SOME DICK-LESS, WRINKLED, OLD MAN I CAN’T EVEN BECOME THE NEXT HEFNER. FUCK YOU, MARY!
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