Cindy's Old Tale SeXStoRY

Cindy sat on the bed, lazily chewing her gum as she waited. She was neither overly excited, nor completely indifferent and reasoned it was a small price to pay to get what she wanted. She would explain the new sneakers and jeans to her parents somehow, but that was still off in the future. There was a chill in the bedroom, and she shuddered slightly as the cool air caressed her bare skin. Her nipples hardened into tiny pale peaks and she thought that he would appreciate that. Cindy ran her finger through her red mane and tossed her head to fling her hair to the side. He let out a small grunt as he lowered his pants and underwear to his knees. Cindy’s gal pals would never understand why she would submit to such an old man… and her parents even less so, but she enjoyed sex in what ever form she could get it – and she enjoyed the monetary benefits even more. She knew the old man for a very long time, since she was knee high to a grasshopper. He was always nice to her, and never treated her in a c***d-like condescending manner. He also never tried to take advantage of her, and perhaps that was the reason she agreed to be here this afternoon. He didn’t want much from her, even though she would have gone the distance if he wanted. He was more than generous and paid up front with no questions asked. He even joked that he wanted just one last kick at the can before he was too old to appreciate it. Finally, he was undressed and joined her on the bed. His skin was the colour of ash and sagged in a very unflattering way. In places, he looked boney, in other areas he bulged and in still others; his skin was taut and thin. His hair was silver white, and his trembling vein carved hand reached towards her. Cindy laid back after flumping several pillows behind her. She spread her long lean legs wide exposing her freshly shaved mound to his hand. His fingers traced the contours of her rosy outer labia, gently caressing the folds until they opened to his touch. She could not help but get slightly moist, and her toes curled subconsciously as he slid a finger inside her. He moved closer, until he was near enough to lick her slit. His tongue began to lap her inner lips, her gaped opening and the soft fleshy hood covering her tiny clit. Cindy closed her eyes as she felt his tongue slide deep inside her. He licked her urethra, then the small rough part directly behind it. His fingers pried her open, forcing the opening to her canal to almost hurt. A moan escaped her lips, and Cindy threw her head back as the first wave of pleasure rocked her petit frame. His lips sucked her clitoral hood deep into his mouth as his tongue searched for the small erect nub hidden inside. His teeth grazed her gem, and Cindy let out a loud yelp. He centered his focus, and Cindy knew she could not help but orgasm with this old man’s mouth attached to her. He held her tight, forcing her hips to remain firmly attached to his mouth. She came once again and he finally looked up towards her. “See, I told you I could make you cum… and thank you so much for allowing me the opportunity!” He whispered. -30-