The Proud Old Men Remember

Certainly, for many, my participation in a website visited mostly by young people will surprise many, and in advance I ask for your understanding that I am "taking advantage" of your website's hospitality. I am now at an age where tomorrow is quite uncertain, and I would like to share the most beautiful, the most intense, the most vivid, and finally the most sensual experience of my life with you.

I don't know if you will like what I have to tell you, but for many and varied reasons I would like to share it with you. After all, many years have passed since then, and I do not intend to touch upon people and consciences. I have not shared this experience of mine with anyone except for a very good friend of mine, who even today never tires of hearing it again and again whenever we meet, so impressed was he from the first time I told him.

First of all, I want to tell you that I belong to those who enjoy working with computers, and although the computer is not a product of my generation, it is something that, apart from being necessary for many years now, is also very constructive, both professionally and personally. But I think it's time to start my narrative: I have now reached my seventies, and although I am of course sorry that I am no longer young, I can say that I lived my life, and the events I am about to narrate to you are in a way the swan song of an intense and tumultuous life.

The story begins exactly 20 years ago in a city in what was then still West Germany. It was the spring of 1988. I had been living in that city since 1960, where I had ended up as a young immigrant. In 1988 I was a 52-year-old middle-aged man and had a shop that sold vegetables and fruit. Despite my age, I can say I was holding up quite well, as I belonged and belong to those people who liked exercise and much more so walking and long strolls. That year, then, I also met the greatest pleasure of my life.

It was the graduation year for the third grade of high school at the Greek lyceum of the city, and I often saw the kids passing by my shop, which was 2 streets down. After school ended, I had excellent relations with them and many greeted me warmly, but with one of the female students I was destined to feel something I had never felt before. I had heard many stories from many acquaintances about various sexual experiences they had, and I confess I felt very uncomfortable during their narratives of the type: "I really want to lick her" or "I want to tear her little ass apart."

I considered all these things disgusting and considered sex to be something very stereotypical, like I did with my wife where simply one opens their legs and the other puts it in and moves for a few minutes until they cum and it's over. Very soon, I would not only reconsider everything, but enter into a completely new logic around sex.

One of the female students made a particular impression on me, and I had a particular weakness for her, and I confess I liked her as a woman too. Her name was Voula and she was 20. Every time I saw her I felt strange. I would glue my eyes on her without being able to unglue them for as long as I looked at her. It was as if I was disoriented and had a sense of losing my bearings for the duration I looked at her. She was around 1.75m tall with straight, long jet-black hair down to her back. Her face strongly resembled the actress Joan Chen, whom I had seen in those days in Bertolucci's film "The Last Emperor," a film I liked very much and which made a good impression on me.

She was a voluptuous woman but, as I used to say, with a proper distribution of weight, with large breasts, large and round buttocks, and thick thighs. She always painted her lips with a bright red lipstick without any other makeup. She had a strong, very feminine, and very sensual voice and snow-white skin. Her smile was very warm and intense, like a small child's. Of course, I knew she could have been my daughter, but despite that I couldn't stop admiring her and marveling at her and feeling very strange every time I saw her. Her "good evening" still echoes in my ears, after so many years.

One day I noticed something that aroused me immensely. One afternoon after school ended, I saw her coming out with another girl from the lyceum, and as they reached in front of my shop, they said goodbye as they were going in different directions. Besides the "hello," "see you tomorrow," they kissed almost on the mouth. That image was stuck in my mind and wouldn't leave for days. Until one Friday dawned like all the others, but I had no idea that night I would go to sleep as a completely different person.

That afternoon, class ended almost at the same time as always, and everyone was leaving for home amidst intense joy and voices about the upcoming weekend. Voula was among the last to leave. Passing by my shop, she said good evening and stopped in front of a crate of nice Belgian tomatoes that had arrived for me at noon.

- "Please, young lady, can I help you?" I asked her.

- "Nice tomatoes!" she told me. "Could you give me 4-5?"

- "With pleasure!" I told her.

- "Did your family forget to shop today?" I continued, making small talk.

- "No, but my parents work at the shop," she told me, "and I don't know what I'll find at home."

And with that intense, sensual voice of hers, I began to feel a very great tension and didn't know what to do. For the first time in my life I felt like this, and at my age it seemed somewhat. With difficulty I kept my hand steady as I placed them on the scale. "I'm going to collapse," I was saying to myself. Without being aware of what I was saying, I told her:

- "You are very beautiful today, Voula!"

- "You know me?" she answered.

- "I just hear you talking with the kids sometimes," I told her, "and I heard your name." And I put the tomatoes in the plastic bag.

Leaving, she passed in front of me as the scale was at the front of the shop. I felt her warm breath on my face. I wanted so much to give her a kiss, and indeed I did, I couldn't hold back any longer. As she passed in front of me to leave, I kissed her quickly and almost spontaneously on the mouth, right where her friend had kissed her the previous time. She jumped as if she had been shocked.

- "What did you do?" she said to me in a sharp tone.

- "I'm sorry..." I told her, "I would like 2 minutes to explain to you."

- "I'm listening..." she answered directly but in a relatively calmer tone. I explained to her that I couldn't hold back, that I was about to collapse, and that I had been watching her for months now.

- "I feel so awful about what happened..." I told her. "Believe me, he didn't do it on purpose, but because I like you more than you can imagine. I know I'm middle-aged and you're a young girl." She calmed down and came next to me and took my hand.

- "Calm down," she said to me, "everything is okay. Nothing terrible happened." And she looked at me with those big brown eyes of hers. For a few seconds I looked at her too and then the unexpected happened!

I approached her lips again and kissed them. She didn't pull away this time but grabbed me by the arms, pressing her soft lips against mine as well.

- "I've never made love with a man," she told me, "but I would like to with you." My stomach knotted up and almost reached my throat. I stood up and despite the fact that it wasn't yet time to close, I headed towards the shop's outer door and locked it, literally not caring about the crates of fruit and vegetables I had in front of the entrance. At the back of the greengrocer's was an enclosed space; there I did the cashiering every day, I also had a sofa in a corner where I often rested on days when the schedule was split as my house was somewhat far away.

With successive kisses and caresses on her back and her long black hair, I led her to that space and we sat on the sofa while I kissed her neck. She had embraced me and was enjoying every kiss of mine on the white skin of her neck. Her skin was soft like silk. At some point, I felt her lips kissing my neck. My cock was about to tear my pants!

She pulled back and looked at me with an expression so sensual, I felt my breath becoming a knot. She took off the blouse she was wearing and I couldn't believe what I was seeing: two quite large, pendulous but very sensual tits in a red lace bra were looking at me! Two thick dark-colored nipples were visible through the lace. I embraced her again and kissed her on the lips again while my palms began to explore her bust.

I reached her shoulders and pulled her straps down, pulling them downwards. Her tits protruded with their nipples swollen from arousal. I grabbed them both, squeezed them tightly together, and began a crazy dance with my lips and tongue on them. I heard her breathing becoming heavier and heavier and moans of pleasure filled the walls and my ears.

- "Ah.. ah. ah! How beautifully you're doing it to me! I want more."

I was throwing fleeting glances at her face, contorted with pleasure. Her lips were half-open as she licked them with her tongue every now and then, her hand with nails painted a bright red color was caressing my cock over my pants. As I licked her tits for several minutes, I opened my pants at some point and pulled them down along with my underwear to my ankles. And leaving her tits which had reddened from the intense squeezing and licking, I kissed her on the lips several times and directed her head towards my chest while her hand played with my cock.

I felt her lips and tongue making circles on my stomach and belly and I began to have spasms. I took my cock and rubbed it gently on her cheek.

- "Caress it with your little tongue, my girl," I told her, "don't be afraid." Her tongue began timidly making circles on my cockhead and I had pulled her long hair aside to one side and was caressing her face. Pressing her head lightly downwards, I moved my cock over her lips and felt her tongue licking me gently.

Gradually my cockhead disappeared inside her mouth. I felt the absolute madness of her warm mouth embracing more and more of my cock and her tongue making circles around it. Soon it was no longer under control. She had leaned over me and was licking vigorously almost my entire cock as if she were suckling it and her tongue was licking it sideways from every side. I had put my hand underneath and was cupping her breast and rubbing her aroused nipple. At some point I took my cock and pulled it out of her warm sweet mouth and lifted it upwards. Her tongue began to lick it up and down and reach all the way to my balls.

I couldn't take it anymore, I lifted her up and kissed her passionately on the mouth many times, laid her down on the sofa and took off the black slip-on shoes she was wearing and the white athletic socks. I opened her jeans and reaching her waist, I opened her pants and took them off. Her red lace underwear was mismatched with her bra which had become like a strip at the height of her belly. I slowly pulled her slip down and took it off too. Her pussy was thick and juicy with her pussy lips protruding slightly. NO, I was no longer disgusted by anything, I had a crazy desire to lick her pussy, her asshole, and for her to spill everything she had and didn't have on my tongue.

I took her foot and was caressing it while looking at her with a lustful gaze. Her sole was in front of me. Her toes were somewhat thick but well-shaped. I took them in my mouth timidly at first, but I began to lick them more and more intensely as well as the sole of her foot. The soft flesh of her sole was driving me crazy as I licked it. Soon I went down with my tongue step by step to the inner part of her thigh. Her youthful flesh was becoming smoother and smoother, that's the sensation I had. I reached in front of her pussy lips which protruded slightly from her virgin pussy, I touched them with the tip of my tongue. She flinched a little. With my thumbs I opened her cunt and shoved almost my entire mouth inside it.

A strong and intense sigh was heard. My eyes were fixed on her beautiful face as my lips sucked her pussy lips with ever greater frenzy. Cries and spasms of pleasure filled the walls.

- "Ah. ah. more. more. don't stop. I'm coming!" My thumbs were holding her pussy wide open and I was thrusting my tongue as deep inside her as I could, I was sucking her swollen clit, sucking her pussy lips and fucking her with my tongue for a long time. She was coming continuously, and I was sucking all her sweet juices as if I didn't want to let a single drop go to waste.

At some point I pulled my soaking wet face from her pussy which was still dripping and opened her buttocks, touching her asshole with the tip of my tongue. She flinched! The sensation it had was like baby skin. I made my tongue flat. I licked her asshole vigorously while she was writhing with lust and shaking with spasms. I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted to fuck her finally!

I got up and spread her legs by holding them from her soles, I licked both of them for a bit and guided my cock into her soaked cunt. I rubbed my cockhead over her and pushed it inside. She flinched and an expression of pain formed on her face.

-    "Slowly." she told me. "Don't hurt me." I leaned over her as I was between her thighs.

-    "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever made love to!" I told her and gave her successive kisses on the lips, while simultaneously pushing my cock inside her little by little. She embraced me and then I pressed forcefully and shoved it all the way in.

-    "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" She was heard shrieking.

My lips were stuck to hers and as I began to slowly move in and out of her she started moaning with pleasure.

-    "What am I doing to your cunt, my girl?" I kept saying to her

-    "You're tearing it apart!" she answered me shrieking from the heat. The blood running from her cunt -remnants of her virginity- aroused me even more. I lifted her legs high and rested them on my shoulders. Her sexy soles were dangling and drove me crazy to see them. and I, with all the strength I had left, put it all the way in her, fucking her pussy hard for quite some time. Her face had taken on such a slutty expression as she shrieked with pleasure that I couldn't take it, I pulled my cock out of her and after spreading her legs wide open, I opened her pussy with my thumbs as much as I could and started to suck on it.

She was thrashing like a demon.

-    "I can't take it." I was telling her, "come so I can suck you!" She came and I sucked her juices hard. I climbed up then and put my cock between her tits pushing it up to her lips which were kissing my cockhead. I grabbed it then and put it inside her mouth which sucked it hard almost all the way in, while her tongue was licking it sideways.

I couldn't take it anymore, and I started to come inside her mouth. She took my cum out and her beautiful face filled with my thick white fluids. And while her tongue was sucking the last drops, she brought them out onto her lips and they ran down her cheeks. a strong wave of shivers as if struck by electricity shook me! Without thinking much, and while my cock was still wet from my cum, I opened her legs and shoved it all the way in her again. I then grabbed her feet and joined them holding them from her soles which I started to lick both as my cock was tearing her cunt again.

-    "I can't take it, my girl." I was telling her, "I want us to fuck all day and all night!" I was telling her as I watched my cock disappear inside her soaked pussy.

-    "I want it too" she was telling me between moans, "more. put it in me more." But I didn't last long. soon I came again on her thick thighs, before I fell exhausted next to her and we both sank into a deep oblivion from which we recovered hours later. my girl got dressed and left.

We never made love again. She would greet me warmly of course but nothing ever happened again. I understood. I didn't suit her, being 30 years older, but someone of her own age. I learned that after 2-3 years she got engaged and married a young man. I am sure she will have made a nice family.