Sexy Susan

Susan was a 66 year old widow who lived on my street. She was very friendly and always had a nice smile and some kind words for everybody. I offered to help tidy up her garden and also did some jobs round the house. We spent a lot of time drinking tea and chatting. She had been widowed 10 years and missed her husband terribly. I often wondered if she missed/liked sex. She was very pretty and had great legs and good sized tits. I had many wanks thinking about her. Especially after I’d been in her house and got a look at some of her sexy underwear, which she’d left lying around.
We were talking one day and I couldn’t stop thinking about getting her into bed. I decided to take a big risk and asked her if she had enjoyed sex. She drew me a look and then blushed and said. “I loved it. I couldn’t get enough.” After some more probing she admitted to being “a bit of a girl” when she was younger. As she put it. “I made sure I enjoyed myself “ Bold as fuck I asked her.”would you like to get fucked again” She looked at me and said “ come over here and kiss me” I took her hand stood her up and kissed her. A very passionate lingering kiss. Our tongues were wrestling and our hands were all over each other. After a few minutes of this she pushed me away and I thought that was it. She’d come to her senses and there would be no more. But she fixed her clothes and hair and told me to come back in 2 days. I went straight home and wanked myself stupid for about an hour thinking about her and what would happen in 2 days.
I turned up at hers 2 days later. I walked into the living room and she was sitting in her chair. Hair all done, make up perfect and a beautiful dress on. I looked at her and let out a low whistle. She smiled at me and said “will I do?” She stood up and took my hand and led the way to her bedroom. I pushed her onto the bed and she fell back and her legs flopped open. Fuck me she had stockings on. I pushed up her dress and got a great view of her sexy legs and undies. I pulled down her panties and marvelled at her neatly trimmed pussy. Some grey hairs nestled in among the darker ones. I ran my tongue up her leg until I reached her pussy. I took a deep inhale. She smelled wonderful. My tongue was inside her and she let out a scream. “Oh my fuckin god” she said. “Keep doing that” I did, for about ten minutes and suddenly she clamped my head with her thighs and let out an almighty scream and her juices flooded over my face and the bed. I dragged myself out of my clothes and she almost tore off her dress. I put her legs over my shoulders and guided my rampant cock to her soaking wet hole. One push and I was in her. Right up to the hilt. I started fucking her with good firm strokes and kissing her. She was loving the taste of her own pussy on my tongue. I was about to suggest changing position when she beat me to it. “Come on, fuck me doggy style” This is my kinda woman I thought. She got on her hands and knees and I couldn’t resist licking her from behind. “ Hurry up and get back inside me” she screamed.This woman was absolutely gagging for it. I grabbed her hips and rammed my cock into her and kept ramming her as she screamed with every thrust. I spanked her arse a few times and finally my spunk shot into her. She fell forward on the bed and looked at me with a huge grin. I lay down next to her, totally spent. We lay there for about half an hour and then she said.”When we doing this again” I felt like I’d won the lottery. We continued fucking for about 5 years. Incredible sex sessions. Then she died. Very suddenly. No warning. No illnesses. Nothing.I was gutted. Took me years to get over her death. But what incredible memories I have of our sexy times together.