Juicy Meat

09/22/08 0800 hours


I was in the back of my unit cooking me a steak on the grill. My new next-door neighbor Betty walked over and said hello. She had on a bikini and smelled of a sweet sun tan lotion. Betty is about 5 ‘ 8″, nice and tall with long skinny legs. A good medium size breasts which where popping out the top and sides of her little top. Some small love handles and the usual little paunchy stomach for a woman around the age of sixty-five.Since she moved in about a month ago, she has been trying to get my attention. She likes to walk around barely covered up and tossing flirts everywhere. She always wears her long salt and pepper hair in one of those curled up buns on top of her hair.

Our combined back corner was closed up on one side by the back of the maintenance building wall on my side, the laundry room back wall on her side and the eight foot cement wall surrounding the complex was on the backside. The only opening to our back session was the small double pathway between our two units. So we do have about the best private seclusion a back yard could have, except that for the fact it was open between us.

As she stood there in the secluded corner of our combined back yards, she kept switching around her body positions from one leg to the other and flaring out her chest, reminded me of some female bird prancing around trying to attract a mate.

I tried not to stare, but it was impossible to keep my eyes off her for some reason. I kept moving around myself. Moving around the grill, turning and flipping my steak, trying to watch out if my dick started to move around in my loose fitting shorts.

She sat down on the other side of our shared picnic table that was scattered around the complex. She sat directly across from where I had my plate and things set up. My steak was finally done cooking and I placed it on my plate and sat down, now my tube could go ahead and hang loose or grow a little firm without me getting embarrassed or embarrassing her.
I opened me a long neck and interrupted her talking, long enough to offer her a cold beer too. She took the beer and sat there talking about how her life was so lonely since she moved in the complex. Of course like must of them that are looking, her topic switched to sex in a matter of a minute or so.

After the ice was broken on the sex topic, it didn’t take her long to get to really throwing her flirting remarks out to me. When she finally hit the subject of how she had heard through the great grapevine her in the complex that some of the girls where talking about how great my maintenance work was, my after hours caretaker I had been performing, she called it.
As I looked up from cutting my steak, she was sitting there with her boobs resting on the tabletop and a sly little smirk on her puffy mouth. I got the hint with no problem, she was looking for some activity and was one who looked and sounded like she was in no way short of experience on how to get what she wanted.

“Damn Gunny that looks delicious, I see you know how to handle your meat well.” she said.

“Thanks. Would you like to have some?” I asked.

“Yes, some of the ladies have been talking about how handsome and handy you are to have round. They definitely got the handsome part right, I must say.” She kind of cooed at me in a sexy sweet mumble.

“Thank you, Miss Betty. I try to do my best work when called on.” I answered.
Figured a throw a few remarks into the conversation to see just how bold and brash she was willing to go. She wasn’t ready to back off at all.

“Oh, that hunk of meat looks so good. May I have… just one bite, to taste it?” she asked.

I picked up my knife and cut bite of steak, and went to hand her the fork but she didn’t take it. Instead she bent over the tabletop and closed her eyes as moaned in a delight sound as she wrapped her mouth over the piece of meat. Moving her lips a little like she was kissing something, she took a second or two to try pulling the meat from the fork. Her boobs were not to be unnoticed; she had them squished down on the table so hard, that they about sprung out all over my plate. She withdrew her both from my fork, sliding her puckered lips along the tines. She sat all the way back down before opening her eyes again. As she chewed a few times and made some more little noises she reached up and tried to get her boobs worked back down into her top.

It had been a couple days since I had been with someone and my need of relief was starting to grow in my shorts. I could feel my cock growing slightly in my shorts; it wasn’t just dangling over the edge of the bench anymore.
Betty turned and swung a leg out from under the table and sat over the bench seat with her thighs spread some. I figured she must have been getting a little wet herself with all her teasing actions. I kept trying to concentrate on my steak, but did notice she had slipped an arm down to rest between her legs. Of course this didn’t help my situation, because I then imagined her rubbing her wet pussy.

What she did next about made my eyes bug out like and old toad frog. Not sure if she meant for me to notice or if she even cared if I did. She moved her hand up to her mouth and sucked on her finger she evidently had on her pussy. I sat there amazed at this point. She sucked at the tip of her finger like someone sucking the juice left there after eating a piece of fried chicken. This gal was bolder then I had imagined.

I looked back down to my plate a stabbed the last piece of steak with my fork as my cock was now at a full erection under the table. I wasn’t a hundred percent sure that she realized I had caught her little maneuver until she blurted out to me “I’d like to have some meat”

Trying to stay out of trouble I swallowed the last bite and answered back “Sorry Miss Betty, I just chewed up the last piece” and took a long draw on my bottle of brew.

“Stop it silly, get over here and help me. You know exactly what I’m talking about.” She stated.

What the hell, I thought, as I got up from my side of the table. Besides I do like a little desert of supper sometimes. I stepped around the table and glanced down at the bench seat, sure enough there was her bare pussy poking out the side of her bottom and a wet spot on the wooden bench. I giggled out in a low voice that it looked like I was to late to help.

“I’ve always been well lubricated” she stated as she got up and crawled up on the table top and sat there with her legs spread apart and rubbing the flat of her shaking palm over her pussy lips. She stopped long enough to reach both hands to the outside of her hips and pull the strings tied together holding her bikini bottom on. As the material fell from between her thighs, I focused in on her dripping wet snatch. Clean-shaven except for a small triangular patch of gray pubic hair just above her slit opening. Big puffy lips and a few wrinkles around the outer edge showed off her true ripeness of age. She kept herself looking decent enough on the uncovered parts of her daily look to pass for an earlier age, but she couldn’t hide her age very much laying there with her snatch exposed to the air.

I sat down on the bench and took in a big whiff of her excited aroma as I reached up between her thighs and rubbed the outside of her wet lips with my finger. She moaned out loud and leaned back on her elbows, giving me better access to my target of attack.

I took my now slippery finger, covered with her juices, and I licked it, tasting her sweet honey. I then took my wet finger and inserted inside her hot pussy and began to move it slowly in and out. Then bending over to touch my tongue against her clit that was sticking out of her lips and standing erect like a little pecker. She moaned. I thrust my finger in and out, faster and harder, licking her clit faster and harder at the same time. When I looked over her little pooch right under her waistline I seen that she had removed her bikini top and her breasts were finally released from their confines and exposed to the evening air. They were a nice set of jiggling flesh, with hard, big brown nipples. They bounced around like lumps of jello as she rocked with the motion of my thrusting finger. I snuck two more fingers in on the action and finger banged her puss real good.

Betty was trembling in shivers when she finally spoke out in a groaning voice “stick your cock in me, Gunny.”

I helped her roll over to her stomach; she was now kneeling on the bench with her arms and breast on the top of the table and her ass sticking up in the air. I stepped up between her spread legs, grabbed my shaft with one hand and lifted up on her dropping ass cheeks with the other hand. I guided the head of my hard dick towards her pussy and stopped at the opening long enough to spread her lips with just the head and moved it up and down her wet lips a couple of times. Her hot wetness felt fantastic in the cool air of the now setting sun.

I pushed forward and felt her wet walls as I plunged all the way in her sloppy puss. I stroked her pussy in and out with my dick a few times, slowly. She moaned and wiggled her ass back towards me with each stroke. She didn’t need no soft stroking to get her stretched out for some wild hard fucking, so I let go of my shaft and started pounding at her cunt. 

To help steady her, I took my left hand I reach under her and grabbed her bouncing left tit, teasing the big fat nipple between my fingers. With my right hand I reached around under her puffy stomach and up between her thighs till I found her hard clit again, I started rubbing it furiously.

I could feel a huge load of sperm filling up in the bottom of my throbbing cock and I knew it wasn’t going to be long before I exploded. I kept rubbing the hell out of her clit as hard and as fast as I could manage in this position. She began to shudder and jerk under my body, moaning loudly and slamming her ass back against me as she exploded finally all over my dick.
I felt her pussy tighten and clamp around my dick as she climaxed hard and let out a little muffled scream from her closed lips.

I couldn’t hold back my pressure any longer and grabbed hold of both of her plump hips and plunged a few more hard times up inside her quivering puss. A then relaxed my groin muscles and began to fill her up with my hot, sticky cum. I groaned loudly as I emptied my full balls of every bit of jizz that I could pump out of the end of my dick.

I turned and tucked my wet hard dick back into my shorts and sat down on the bench as she lay down on the table and giggled for a few seconds. She reached back with her hand and scooped up a mixture of our rewards that was dripping down the inside of her thigh and sucked it off her fingers in the same fashion she had taken the piece of steak off my fork earlier.
She then stood up positioned her bottom back on her box and sat down on the bench and tied it back on.

“Now that was a juicy piece of steak,” she giggled.

“Yea tucked in between two hot buns’ I stated.

We both laughed as I reached back in my little cooler and pulled out two cold longnecks.

“You do good yard work, caretaker!” she blurted out.

We laughed and joked till late into the evening. 

 

 

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