Old Pussy Craves Young Cock Part 7

I was deeply shocked. I am in my late 70s, and I have never done anything like this before. My husband always stayed away from such things. It feels very strange and uncomfortable. Just thinking about it makes my heart race.

I said, “Karan, I never do this before. It feels very weird. Do people really do this thing?”

Karan moved closer. He whispered, “Don’t be shy, aunty. It feels amazing. I want to feel your warm mouth on me. Just try it, and I will help you.”

I looked at him and then at his cock. I was nervous, but I wanted to make him happy. He made me feel so good a few minutes ago. We were already being very playful, so I thought I should try something new today.

I slowly went down on my knees on the wet floor. The water was splashing everywhere. My heart was thumping. I looked up at him and said, “Okay, but please be patient with me. I am a beginner at this.”

He smiled and put his hand on my hair. He waited for me to start. My mouth was close to his hard cock, and I could feel the heat coming from it.

I touch it with my fingers first. It was so hot, and the skin felt very smooth but hard like a stone. I was very nervous because I had never done this in my whole life. I slowly opened my mouth and let the tip go inside. It feels very big, and I didn’t know how much I could take.

I started to move my head slowly up and down as Karan guided me. My mouth felt very full. I used my tongue to lick the sides, and I could hear Karan groaning. He was holding my hair, and his breath was getting very fast. I was worried about my teeth hitting it, so I tried to hide them with my lips.

I said with a muffled voice, “Is this okay? Am I doing right?”

Karan gasped and said, “Yes, aunty… Just like that. You’re doing so nicely. Suck it harder for me.”

I was a bit more confident when he said that. I started for suck it like a lollipop, and I could feel him pulsing in my mouth. It was a very strange feeling for a woman of my age who only knew the old ways.

I never thought I would be on my knees in a shower doing this for a young man. But seeing how much he was enjoying it made me feel very powerful.

Suddenly, Karan grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up. He was breathing very hard, and his eyes were dark. He said, “I can’t take more of that, or I will come in your mouth. I want to be inside you now.”

I was out of breath, and my jaw was a little tired, but I was smiling. I felt like a young girl who had just learned a secret. I said, “So, did you like your gift from this beginner?”

Karan didn’t even answer in words. He picked me up and pressed me against the tile of the bathroom. My heart was racing as I felt his naked body against mine. He kissed me again, and this time we were both in very different moods. Our kiss was very sweet.

Then Karan dried my wet body with the towel, and then he dried himself. He was so gentle with me. He picked me up in his strong arms and carried me to the bed. I felt so light, like a young bride again. He reached into his bag and took out two small things.

I looked at them and asked, “Karan, what are these things? I never saw them before.”

He smiled at me and said, “Aunty, this pack of condoms. And this one is a special gel for your pussy. It will make everything very slippery so my cock can go inside you easily. You won’t feel much pain.”

I was surprised. In my time, we never used such things. He opened the small bottle and put some clear gel on his fingers. When he touched me down there with that cool gel, a shiver went through my whole body. He rubbed it slowly and even put a finger inside to check. It felt so slippery and different.

He said, “See? Now it is very smooth. It will help with the tightness.”

I lay there with my legs open, just watching him. At my age, I never thought a young man would care for my body like this. He put on the condom and moved between my legs. Everything felt so wet and slick because of that gel.

He put the head of his cock against me and asked, “Are you ready for me now, aunty?”

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I reached up and held his strong arms. My heart was beating so fast. I said, “Yes, Karan, it’s been so many years… My body is not like it was before. It is hurting a little, but don’t stop. Just go inside slowly.”

He gave a small push. As his thick cock entered me, a loud cry came out of my mouth. “Ah! Karan… Stop, stop! It’s so tight… I feel like I will break.”

Karan stopped right there and started kissing me to make me relax. He whispered, “Shhh… Aunty, don’t worry. The lubricant is working. Just give it a little more time.”

I opened my legs even wider and said, “Okay… Try again now. I want to feel you deep inside. Fill me up completely.”

This time, he gave a stronger push, and his whole cock slid all the way inside me. A tear came out of my eye, but it was not from pain; it was from happiness. After so many years, a man was touching me so deeply.

I wrapped my legs tight around his waist and said, “Oh god, Karan… You tear my pussy. I can feel you hitting the very end. Don’t move yet, hold me like this.”

He smiled and said, “Is it feeling good now? This is just the start, aunty. Tonight I will show you what a real man can do.”

I whispered in his ear, “Yes… Make me yours tonight. Do whatever you want, don’t stop.”

As he stayed still inside me, that stinging pain slowly went away. My body started to remember how it felt to be wanted by a man. Because of the gel and the heat from his skin, I felt my own wetness coming back again. It was a wonderful feeling.

I looked up at him and gave him my full support. I moved my hips just a little bit to show him I was ready for more. Karan was very smart. He understood my feelings and my capacity. He didn’t just rush like a young boy. He watched my face and changed his speed to match my flow.

He moved with my breath and my rhythm. He went slow when I gasped and pushed harder when I pulled him closer to me.

I said, “Yes, Karan… Just like that… hmmm.. You are doing it so perfectly. I feel like I am a young girl again.”

He leaned down and whispered, “You feel better than a young girl, baby. You are so tight and warm around me. I love it.”

I like the way he called me baby. He started to move in a steady way, sliding in and out so smoothly. Every time he pushed deep, I felt a wave of pleasure that I had forgotten. My breath was coming in short gasps. I was holding onto his back with all my strength. I did not care about my age or anything else. I only cared about the way he was making me feel.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his face down for mine. I told him, “Karan, this is the best sex of my life. Please… Don’t stop. I want to feel every bit of you inside me.”

He growled softly and started moving faster. His body was hitting against mine with a beautiful sound. I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the rhythm. He was respecting my old body but taking everything I had to give. I felt so alive and so happy.

Karan pulled me up from the bed and made me sit on his lap. He started to fuck me in different positions that I never knew about in my life. I was always very simple, but he was moving my body in ways that were new for me. I never did this before, but it felt so good to be moved like that by a young man.

Suddenly, he took his mobile in his hand and started to record our sex. I got scared and tried to stop him. I said, “Karan, no! What are you doing? Please put that away.”

But he was not listening to me anymore. He was busy moving inside me and holding the phone. He whispered, “Don’t worry, aunty. It is just for my good memory with you. I want to see how beautiful you look when I am inside you.”

He started to kiss my lips very hard, and then he went down to suck my boobs. He was recording everything on the mobile. At first, I was shy, but then I looked at the screen. I saw myself in the selfie camera. I saw my messy hair, my face turning red, and Karan’s body moving against me.

Watching myself on the screen made me feel crazier. I never see myself like this. I started to give very sexy expressions on the screen because I liked how I looked. I was not an old woman in that camera; I was a woman who was full of life and desire.

We were both having very good sex now. I forgot about the phone and just started to enjoy the feeling. I was moving my hips on his lap and looking straight into the camera, showing him how much I was enjoying his big cock. He was groaning and recording every bit of my pleasure.

I felt like a star, and the sex became even more intense because we were watching ourselves do it. A little while later, my whole body started shaking. I felt a big wave of pleasure, and I climaxed so hard, but Karan showed no signs of stopping.

He was still full of energy. After I calmed down a bit, he moved me to the bed and put me on all fours. He placed his phone right in front of my face on the pillow so I could see everything. Then he went behind me and began fucking me from behind.

I looked at the screen and saw his big, hard cock sliding in and out of me. It was such a wild thing to see. I wanted to watch myself getting fucked from a better angle, so I reached out and took the phone in my own hand.

I started to record a video of us myself. I held the camera so I could see his strong body hitting against my back. The rush of sex was so strong that I was ready to do anything. The sexual passion was so intense that I was ready to do anything.

I didn’t feel like a 67-year-old woman anymore. I felt like I was very young and desperate for sex. I looked at the screen as my body moved with every push he gave. I was making loud sounds and giving the camera a very dirty look. I liked watching how my skin looked under his hands.

Karan was growling behind me, pushing deeper and deeper. I was so lost in the feeling that I just kept recording. I wanted to capture every second of this madness. It was the most exciting thing I have ever done in my life.

I wanted him more, but my body was tired. My age did not match his power and energy. After some time, I started to feel much pain down there. It was becoming very hard to take his heavy thrusts anymore. I was literally crying from the pain and the heat.

My old body had been pushed to its absolute limit by his youthful strength. I glanced one last time at the phone screen, seeing a woman I barely recognised.

“Karan… please…” I began to gasp, my voice breaking. “I can’t… it’s too much…”

He did not slow down. He gripped my hips even tighter, his eyes locked on mine in the reflection, revealing a side of him that was now nothing short of a beast.

Will Usha aunty survive this night of wild passion, or has she made a mistake she can’t take back? Find out in the next part! Send your feedback to .