Old Mr Sykes (Part 1) / page: 26 - Erotic story Collection

I used to work in a small family Indian run newsagents. There was an old guy, around 70, that would come in every day for his newspaper. He was a cheeky bugger and used to spend most of the time while talking to me looking at my breasts (I'm 36D), which I did like and it did turn me on. One night while making love with my husband Phil I told him about Mr Sykes and him being a dirty old man and it seemed to turn him on. He told me to enjoy the attention and lead the old fella on. I started leaving my bra off and wearing the type of tops that showed my breasts off at their best. Low tops, tight white T shirts etc. This really got Mr Sykes interested and one day in summer when wearing a tight white T shirt and shorts I was feeling really sexy and waiting for Mr Sykes to call in for his paper. When he came in, as usual he spent his time staring at my breasts. I could feel my nipples harden and looked down to see them sticking out against the T shirt material. I looked back at Mr Sykes and smiled. He said "you my lady are a prick teaser" and "they look good enough to eat". I told the story to Phil that night and he said I should ask if he wanted to see them and eat them. Next day I did just that. When he came in I said 'So Mr Sykes, would you like to see my breasts and have a nibble on them". His jaw dropped open and he blurted out "oh god yes please". OK I said, Phil said come round for a drink at our house on Sunday afternoon and told him my address. He did not come in for his paper next day so I thought I had frightened him off. But just in case he decided to visit I dressed in MILF gear on the Sunday and waited. Sure enough just, mid afternoon we saw Mr Sykes coming up the drive. I went to answer the door and when I opened it his eyes immediately fell down to my breasts. I asked him in, took his hand and lead him out into the back garden. Phil got up and said "so you are Mr Sykes that Kathy tells me all about, welcome". This was a different Mr Sykes than usual...quiet and shy. Phil said "so you want to see and eat my wife's breasts do you" He smiled and said 'oh yes, if that's ok?" Phil said, "ok she's all yours, off you go". I went and sat on one end of the picnic table and told him to come and take what he wanted. He stepped forward and stood in front of me. I told him to kiss me, which he eagerly did...deeply as I took his tongue into my mouth. He reached up and pulled by sheer white see through MILF blouse open and cupped my breasts as if they were made of glass, he was so gently. Phil said "so that's what you dreamed of doing every day was it" He said "OMG yes, I used to dream about Kathy's breasts, about seeing them, about playing with them.....I would go home and wank while thinking about them. Phil said "OK so she is yours for the afternoon to use as you wish, fuck her as well if you want to" While we were kissing and he was fondling my breasts I opened his fly and eased out his growing cock. I asked when he had last had a woman and he said 7 years ago. I laid back on my elbows on the picnic bench table section Told him to pull up my MILF pencil skirt and fuck me. As he lifted my skirt I heard him take a deep breath and he moved forward, placed his by now wet bell end against my pussy lips and pushed his 7 inches deep inside me. His passion mounted until he could hold back no more and shot his load inside me...this made me orgasm and I pulled his face down between my breasts as I squirted. This was the start of what we ended up calling our Mr Sykes Sundays. Part 2 and more to follow!!!!

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