A Trip To The Supermarket

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A Trip To The SupermarketThat horny old couple again.A TRIP TO THE SUPERMARKETI’ve lived in the small block of retirement flats in Bangor, North Wales for a little over two years and I’ve seen my next door neighbour just a couple of times. All I know is, Mrs. Evans is a divorcee and had been for several years before moving into the block. I guessed her to be in her early to mid sixties, I found out later that I was wrong by almost ten years, she was actually in her early seventies. Mrs. Evans, Hazel, is an attractive lady with short, blonde hair. The few times I’ve seen her is when we’ve passed on the corridor or in the street.Last week I was walking past her flat, heading for the supermarket when she came out and asked me if I was going to the shops. When I said I was she asked if I’d mind getting her some milk. I said I’d be glad to, and she popped a couple of pound coins into my hand. “That should cover it,” she said, as she squeezed my hand. For some reason, that squeeze started a chain reaction in me and as I walked to the supermarket I could feel my cock hardening in my slacks.About fifteen minutes later I got back and knocked on her door. She called out, telling me to come in and wait in the kitchen and she’d be with me shortly. With all the flats being the same layout I knew where the kitchen and as I made my way down the hallway to it, I had to pass the bedroom and I heard her in there, humming softly. The thought of her in there doing whatever she was doing, finished off the hardening process in my cock and by the time I reached the kitchen, my cock was fully erect. A couple of minutes later, she came into the kitchen and what I saw almost knocked me over. When she’d stopped me on the corridor, she’d been wearing a tee shirt and slacks but she certainly hadn’t got them on now. Instead, she was wearing an ankle length, black satin robe, open at the front. Under it I could see that she was wearing a lacy black bra and pantie set, teamed with a matching suspender belt and black stockings. She stood bursa escort for a minute, as if posing for me then walked across the kitchen towards me. I was rooted to the spot and didn’t even react when she reached her arms around me and got me a hug. I was standing there with a scantily dressed woman I knew little about hugging me. I moved back just enough to look down at her black bra with her full, mature breasts bulging over the top of it. I could see down into her cleavage and my cock twitched as she pressed herself against me. She smiled when she felt my erection pressing against her stomach and stepped back herself, looking down at it. “Mmm,” she said, “it looks like you’ve brought me more than just milk Mike.” Before I could reply, she reached down and started to stroke my erection through my pants then moved her hand lower and rubbed my balls. “Oh yes,” she whispered, “it feels like you’ve brought me the cream as well.” I suddenly realised I hadn’t said a word since I’d entered Hazel’s flat but what she did next certainly got an audible response from me. She moved her hand back up and unbuttoned my slacks and unzipped them and slid her hand inside. I groaned loudly as she took hold of my cock and started to lead me out of the kitchen. We went into the hallway and I knew we were on our way to her bedroom. As soon as we were inside and she’d closed the door behind us, she pushed me back onto the bed. I just lay there dumbfounded, as she unbuttoned my shirt and then pulled my slacks and boxers down. I was now lying on my back with my cock sticking straight up and she smiled as she stood and slipped the robe off her shoulders. She looked stunning, standing there in just her bra, panties and stockings and my cock twitched. Without the restriction of my slacks the response could be clearly seen, as it bobbed lewdly infront of her. She smiled again and came and sat on the bed beside me, taking my cock in her hand and massaging it gently, working her fingers up and down mersin escort it. She kept this up for several minutes, smiling as she forced bead after bead of pre-cum from the tip of my knob. I knew at this rate I’d be blowing my load in seconds but she pre-empted that by standing up and pulling my shoes off then removing my slacks and boxers. Next, she stood back and slid her panties down her legs, kicking them off as they dropped around her feet, then reached behind her back and unclipped her bra. As got back onto the bed and straddled me, her breasts swayed from side to side and I reached up and stroked my hands over them, teasing her erect nipples. Now it was her turn to groan as she settled down on top of me, trapping my erect cock against her warm, wet pussy. I moved my hand down from her breasts, onto her hips and worked her backwards and forwards on it, sliding the wetness of her pussy lips up and down my length. I knew this wouldn’t just stimulate the underside of my knob, the most sensitive part of my cock, but also her clit. I could tell it was having the desired effect, as her groans grew louder and she pressed herself down harder onto me. Kept up the assault on her pussy until I felt her body stiffen and she lifted herself slightly then moved forward. She slid her hand between us and wrapped her fingers around my shaft, raising my cock to vertical, then started to work it slowly inside her. She slowly lowered her body taking my cock into her an inch at a time until I felt her pubic hair brushing against mine and knew she had all of my eight inches in her pussy. She just sat still for a few seconds then started to move up and down very slowly, pausing every few seconds. She leaned forward until she was laying on top of me, then rolled to one side, pulling me with her. We ended up with me on top and she lifted her legs and then wrapped them round my waist. Now it was my turn and I began to slowly slide my cock into her wet, willing pussy. As I worked it in and sakarya escort out of her I looked down at her face. She had her eyes shut, her head was rolling from side to side and her breathing was coming in short, sharp gasps. I started to slide in and out of her harder and faster, causing my balls to slap against her ass. She raised her hips every time I drove into her and I increased my speed as her moans got louder. I could feel her pussy gripping and releasing my cock and could tell she was close to coming. I was now fucking her as deep and fast as I could. As her orgasm got closer, her legs tightened around my waist and her moans turned to squeals of pure pleasure. Finally she reached her climax at exactly the same moment as I did and she gave a loud scream as my cumm exploded into her. She had both hands on my hips pulling me closer as I filled her pussy with an huge load of cumm. Finally, we just lay still, Hazel giving out small moans and sighs. After a few minutes my cock began to soften and I felt slip out of her. She groaned her displeasure and told me to roll over onto my back. I did as she asked and she sucked and licked my cock until I began to get another erection. I reached out and grabbed her ass cheeks, turning her around till her cumm filled pussy was in reach of my hand and slid two fingers into it. I worked them in and out of her until I felt her tense up again and her muscles contract around them and knew she was heading for another orgasm. Suddenly she stopped sucking me and just held my cock in her mouth and I knew she was going to come. I continued working my fingers in and out of her pussy until I felt them bathed in her juices then pulled them out. I’d never seen anything like it in my life, as her love honey literally poured out of her, washing my cumm with it. The bed under her was soaked with the combined results of our orgasms and she eventually rolled onto her side and lay beside me. After she’d recovered she turned to me and smiled. “Thank you Mike, I haven’t enjoyed sex so much in years. That was wonderful.” I just lay there, gathering my wits before I finally turned to her. “Hazel,” I said, “what the hell brought that on?” She kissed me and smiled at me again. “Why Mike, you’re not complaining are you?” she laughed, “I love this way of paying my debts.”

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