Older, But Keeping It Fire!
Well, sooner or later it happens to us all: we get older. As I looked in the mirror, I noticed some gray starting to appear in my hair. I mean there wasn’t a lot, but it was enough to catch my eye. But what really got my attention was noticing a few mixed in with my pubic bush. Why hadn’t I seen it before? Surely Ben would have noticed it, but he never mentioned it.
As a former hair dresser, I have seen countless women come to have their hair colored, mainly to hide the gray and traces of aging. And I must admit that I considered doing the same. Yes, my kids are grown, and yes, I am a grandmother of two. But damn, I didn’t feel old—and I sure wasn’t ready to get old.
“Babe, how does it feel to be married to an old woman?” I said, as I walked into the living room where Ben was sitting in his recliner watching television.
Ben looked at me trying to comprehend what he just heard me say. “Do what? You’re not old, hon!” He said with a half chuckle.
“Well, this gray hair tells a different story! Besides, you’re just biased,” I said as I continued to the kitchen.
Ben got up from his recliner and walked over to join me. “We all get older; it’s part of life. You’re just as beautiful as ever. Besides I didn’t marry you for your hair color. I married you because I love you. Anyway, I’m older than you are!”
I looked at him, smiled and replied, ” I love you too, old man!” we both laughed and then hugged.
“Old? I can show you old!” Ben laughed, then groped both my ass cheeks.
“Mmmm, is that an invitation, mister?” I replied, as I reached between us and gave his cock a squeeze.
“Always an open invitation for you! Why don’t we go to bed and find out?” Ben said, then kissed me rather passionately.
Ben locked the front door as I walked to the bathroom and grabbed the lube. I still get wet but didn’t want to dry up on him while making love. I walked into the bedroom about the same time as Ben. We embraced and kissed, our tongues exploring each other’s mouth
“Why don’t you sit on the bed for me?” Ben said as he led me to the bed and had me sit on the side.
I knew what he wanted, and I was only too happy to oblige him. His cock was slowly thickening as he stood before me. I looked up at him as I took his cock in hand and began to slowly stroke it. I then kissed the tip, flicking my tongue over and around the head before taking him into my mouth.
Ben let out a deep sigh as I started sucking his dick, still slowly jacking him with one hand. With my other hand, I gently toyed with and tickled his balls while his dick grew in my mouth. Once again Ben groaned, and his hips began to move as he fucked my face.
I continued eating his dick for another few seconds, until he pulled away from me. He leaned down, and we kissed, then he had me lie back on the bed.
I did as he instructed, and lay back with my legs spread. I reached down and touched my cunt, which was wet, but still thought the lube would be good. Better safe than sorry!
“Baby, can you hand me the lube?” I said, still rubbing my cunt.
“Sure thing, beautiful!” Ben replied, then grabbed the lube and handed it to me. He stood there smiling and watching me apply the lube as he slowly jacked himself.
“Here, you need some?” I said softly as I offered him the lube.
“No, I’m good!” Ben said as he got into bed between my legs. His dick was pretty much fully erect when we kissed once more.
“I love you my angel,” Ben said, before kissing and suckling on my nipples, which soon became hardened by his stimulation.
“Oh baby! I love you, too. I love you so much!” I replied, then gasped as I felt the head of his cock penetrate my pussy lips. Slowly he pushed into me. My body trembled and my legs wrapped around him, pulling him in deeper.
“Oh, Ben! I want all of you! Having you inside me completes me and never gets old.” I panted as he slowly began to thrust and rotate his hips. It felt so good, and I began to work my hips as well. Together we moved in unison in our love dance.
The sounds of our lovemaking echoed throughout the room. The moans, groans and hot talk filled the air.
“Baby! Yes, give it to me! Ohhhh, baby, fuck me, fuck me!” I groaned as Ben supported himself with his arms and fucked me in a steady, most pleasurable way. He grunted and groaned with each thrust.
We kissed and locked eyes as we made love. Suddenly I began to feel my orgasm build up from deep within. I began to groan, and my breathing grew fast and shallow. I began to cum.
” Ohhhhhh, baby! I’m cumming! Baby, I’m cumminnnnnng!” I cried as my body trembled from the intense orgasm. Ben kept pounding my pussy, bringing me to yet another climax. It was like I couldn’t stop—just one orgasm after another.
We rolled over until I was on top, and I began to ride him, my juices escaping me and running down his cock and balls. I continued until I came again. Then, my body spent, I collapsed on top of him with his dick still encased in my throbbing cunt.
After a couple minutes, we again kissed before I rolled off the top of him and let his dick slip from my pussy. He hadn’t cum yet, and his dick was still hard and slick with my juices. I took it in hand and began to jerk him off.
No words were spoken as I worked my hand up and down his meat in a steady but rapid motion. I looked at him. I loved watching his face as he enjoyed the pleasure I was giving him.
“Baby, tell me when you’re about to cum. I wanna taste you! I want you to feed me!” I said as I continued to beat his meat.
“Yes, keep doing it! Just like that! Yes! You’re going to make me cum soon!” He groaned as I jerked him off.
“Yes, baby, cum! Feed me!” I said, then put the head of his dick in my mouth.
“Fuck! Gonna cum! Ahhhh, fuck, hon!” Ben groaned, and his hips jerked as he unloaded his balls into my mouth.
I swallowed hungrily, enjoying the salty but tasty treat he gave me. Then, taking my mouth off his cock, I looked up at him and smiled seductively as I continued stroking to milk another drop or two from him. We then lay together, spent and content.
We may be getting older, but that desire and love we have for each other will never grow old. I so love my “old” man, and I know he loves me—gray and all!
Stay horny, my friends, and God bless you!
Hubbie here:
Good morning, HGG, and thanks for this good post. Your sexual writing is always great, and you also convey your relationship, love, and desire for Ben as well. Not always easy, and not very common. Queen and I both love the contributions you and Ben make here on MH! Thanks.
Weird as it may sound, I love the challenge of keeping the passion between Queen and I “fire”, as you say. I think we are a little ahead of you and Ben chronologically, but so many of us have or will have the challenge of keeping our passion fires blazing! Or letting them go out. Some see challenge; I see opportunity!
Don’t get me wrong. I hate the lack of “chems” (hormones) that reduce the “automatic drive”, the aches and pains, the ED, etc. But where our “chem game” is weak, we have opportunity to substitute the “brain game”! And the creativity, passion, drive, and lust (the good kind) of the brain game can be almost unlimited!
Special kudos to your apparent love of cock and cum just because you love it! There seems no “compulsion” in your oral. I feel the same way when I “pay attention” to Queen’s pussy. I hope she likes it, think she likes it, but I know I love it and delight in bringing her pleasure this way! I think this “voluntary engagement” is rare.
In any event, thanks for the story, and it reminds me of Mark Twain’s quote, “Do not complain about growing old. It is a privilege denied to many.” I thank God for this privilege with Queen! Blessings and passion to you.
Q&H, I really appreciate your comment. That Mark Twain quote was priceless! We can relate to taking the challenges to physical intimacy as challenges we can overcome. And we take what I think is appropriate pride in each of our sex successes!
"Stay horny, my friends, and God bless you!"
That is so awesome! Yes, getting older can suck, but it is also a time for you. Not so busy with work, kids etc. It is time to enjoy life and sex to the fulliest! Sometimes we have to adapt, but it can be wonderful too!
Keep the fire burning!
Beautiful post of hot married sex! I loved it. The image – a long-time husband and wife joining in their skilled dance of love – appeals to me so much. Yes, that passion should grow and not die with the years. That is something I would absolutely work on if I ever marry.
About your gray hair…don't feel bad about it. I started getting gray hair at nineteen! The poor guy who marries me will wonder how old I really am!
Yes, the image also appeals to me. The post by hornyGG is so beautiful written. While dancing in public (even a little erotically) is socially acceptable, in the bedroom (or wherever) it can and should not have any boundaries, as was portrayed in the story. I love the way hornyGG and Ben thrust and rotated their hips. My imagination ran wild to the point of full arousal which led to a satisfying release..!
GG n Ben this is a wonderful story! (As usual for you two!) As we age it definitely makes life sweeter (& bearable) to keep that fire hot! Melody & I know that from experience & we are probably 10-20 years older than you two “old” people.
It started here with one grey hair on my chest. Slowly my body hair gets more grey. Also on my head it already started. It's something we can't stop. Thanks for this hot married sex story. Please keep them coming.
Another hot story GG! Thanks for sharing!
Great story and wonderful to read again about married couples who understand the joys of pleasuring each other. After 36 years I still delight in my wife's breasts and her sweet shaved pussy.
As always, it is a pleasure to read your stories
As a couple that has passed through that veil of being older in deep love, GG, you captured that ever living, loving story of intimate, sexual married love! My dear Anne is so beautiful inside and outside that she mesmerizes me. Sex may not be as intense in our more mature days, yet it inexplicable more intimate, sweet, and intoxicating! Thanks, GG, for your lovely, sensuous story!
Absolutely one of the best stories I’ve read here! God bless you and your loving marriage!
Gina, your writing kept me hard from start to finish. I hope my @passionatpastorswife and I are equally passionate when we're grandparents.