[C/NC][reluctance][coersion][blackmail][agegap][humiliation][praise]
All stories written by me 28F. This is pure fantasy only, being played out between consenting adults who respect each other. Imagine these two as a loving couple both the same age anywhere between 25-80 , role playing this scenario. After they have finished the role play they engage in a long aftercare session where they cuddle, eat chocolate and check in with eachother about how it went. The next day they continue with their equal relationship as usual. Enjoy.
We met in a bar when I was out of town for work. You were sweet.
After talking together for an hour we exchanged numbers, I thought nothing of it at the time, you seemed like a sweet older man who wanted to give a young 25 year old some carer advice. You were smart and charismatic. You had spoken about your wife, kids and grandkids.
I messaged you when I got home, to let you know how nice it was to meet you, and for some reason your reply felt like I was messaging after a date. I brushed the idea aside, you were 70 years old, old enough to be my grandad, you didn't see me like that.
A week later you offered to take me out for dinner, again it seemed innocent enough. You emphasized that you would pay, and that the restaurant was very up market.
For some reason as I was getting ready, I wore a tight fitting dress. I wanted you to see my young body. It clung to my small tits, waist and hips. My soft and toned arms were on show. When I arrived you looked like you wanted to eat me.
You complimented me a lot, bought me lots of delicious drinks and food. The conversation was mostly innocent but walked it's way into suggestions every now and then, where you would comment on my body, how beautiful I was, and ask about my love life. You "casually" showed me a picture of the hotel you were staying in that night, very spacious, clean, a great view ... Private.
I didn't know where it would end up, I was confused at the time.
By that time I'd had some drinks, the dinner had come to over $350 and you made a point of paying.
You offered to walk me home, and I agreed. But the way we took went past your hotel, you invited me in, just for one last drink. I initially said no. I looked at you in the night, I was pretty sure at this point what you wanted and wasn't sure if I wanted to give it to you. 70 years old, 45 years older than me. You had balding grey hair and a gut that flowed over your trouser buckle. Rough and wrinkled hands. A look that displayed a kind and pleasant demeanour but occasionally your lips would curl and your eyes would change and I would again get the sense that I was prey. But right then, in that moment, you insisted I come inside, it started to rain, and I didn't know how to say no so I walked in with you. Your arm was now on my waist. What was I doing? I told myself I could still back out.
We got to your bedroom and you poured some scotch for the both of us and sat on your bed. Not before taking the key card out from the door, rendering it locked.
The privacy of the hotel seemed to loosen your lips. You told me how your wife didn't want to have sex with you anymore, how it had been years since you had felt a woman's touch.
"It's been such a nice evening with you, Fliss. You really are so beautiful and sweet. Come sit here a second." You pat the bed next to you. I sit, my heart is pounding, I can feel the alcohol I've drank, my reactions are slower, I can't think of a way out. "You know this dress is very beautiful. You look so strong too, let's feel those biceps." You smile, taking a swig of whiskey before placing the glass down and turning to me, grabbing both of my exposed arms and squeezing them, holding me in place. You laugh and look in my eyes.
"So Fliss, why did you come all the way to my bedroom? I think you're a bit naughter than you've let on, following an old man home like this." You are still gripping my shoulders, your gaze lowering to my nipples. I firmly regret not wearing a bra as I watch you lick your lips. Maybe you're right, I thought. I did follow you all the way here, I must want this to some extent. Right?
I look again at your slightly red, face, wrinkles and hair. You're drunk too. Your gut is showing between your shirt buttons and your breath is heavy. 45 years older than me. Before I have even realised what you're doing, your hands have moved from my arms up to my shoulders and are sliding down the straps of my dress. I try to protest but all that comes out is a short
"Oh."
Your mouth is hanging open, that snarl returns, when you finally push the top of my dress down over my tits, letting your palms slide over my nipples as you do. I flinch.
"Yes just perfect. " You caress my breasts with your hands. "I knew this is what you wanted, you wanted to show me these, wearing that dress, you tease. Now, come sit here." You pat your lap.
With my breasts exposed I'm not sure what to do, I feel vulnerable, and for some reason I oblige despite not really wanting to.
I sit initially with my legs across you but you instruct me to straddle you, holding onto me at the hips as I do so, pushing me into your crotch and staring at my tits.
You open your mouth and slowly enclose it around my left nipple, your movements are slow. You let out a moan. You suck and run your tounge all over my nipple, pausing to gasp for air. Your making loud sucking noises and then you stop, sticking your tongue out and licking my nipple very quickly, first one, then the other. You're still holding my hips and pulling me into you. My arms instinctively lay around your neck.
You pause to put your head in-between my tits and breathe in. Licking at my cleavage. Letting out another groan.
There is a bit of a pause and then suddenly you push me off you. Your voice changes, it's firm and commanding, loosing some of the softness it had earlier.
"Undress. All of it. Now." You say, glaring at me. I do so, slowly. As I do you watch and unbuckle your belt.
Eventually I'm totally naked standing in front of you and your eyes are taking me in.
"Take my shirt off" I walk up to you, shaking, naked, and start unbuttoning your shirt. As I do so you take some more time to nip and lick at my nipples. I don't know what's happening but I start to get wet.
With your belly exposed you look even older. You run your hands all over me as I stand in front of you, sitting on the bed. They grab at my ass and your gaze fixates onto my pussy. You run your hands up my inner thigh and stare as your fingers work their way around my labia. I'm ashamed of how wet I am, standing naked in your hotel room, letting you inspect me like this. Your fingers enter me, but it's not for my pleasure, it's for you to feel my insides. You sigh again. Taking out your fingers you lick them, your eyes roll back for a second.
"You are such a beautiful girl. Such a good girl. We had such a nice dinner and now you're going to reward me. Do as I say now Fliss. I want you to get on your knees and get sucking." You slip off your trousers as you say this, still sat on the edge of the bed. You pull out your cock, it's hard, poking out from underneath your belly, your pubes are wirey and long.
So now we are both naked. I can't think how I got here. Stood in front of you like this. Your breathing very quickly and look like your about to pounce on me as you hold your hard cock in your hand. I realise a part of me thought you wouldn't be able to get that hard, and for that reason, there would be no penetration, but clearly I was wrong. But what could I do? I'd come this far.
I could hardly leave now, could i? And where had my clothes gone I wasn't sure.
"Fliss. Come on now." You beckoned. And I found my knees folding and I shuffled across the floor to where your legs parted on the side of the bed. Your hand reached for the back of my head as I got there, and you guided your cock with your other hand towards my mouth. Initially rubbing the small amount of precum over my face. It was hot in-between your legs. I noticed that the inside of your legs were wrinkled, your gut was stretched and your balls were saggy, hairy and hot, but your bulging cock looked surprisingly... young. I'd only ever seen men my own age naked before and they'd all been young and fit, like me. The unexpected bulges, skin changes and wrinkles were not sustaining my arousal, but with your age came authority.
You prodded the tip of your cock at my closed lips, and pushed the back of my head with your hand. I olbigled and let my mouth open, feeling your cock slide past my lips. I was in this now, I was doing it. I could no longer leave.
"Oooh, ahhhhhhhhhh. Good girl." You let out a long moan as you entered my mouth. "Yes that's it. Suck away like a good little girl. Uuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhh. You are such a sexy little slut wanting me like this."
You held my head and moved it up and down your cock. I let my tongue press underneath it and kept my lips pursed around your shaft. Eventually you pressed down the back of my head, pushing my face into your tangled mess of pubes and holding it there. Your hard cock hit the back of my throat and made me gag but you didn't care. I could hear you slowly panting over the sound of my throat making slopping sounds. I wondered if it was nearly over, if you'd ejaculate now, maybe this was it?
A few more seconds passed, during which time you held me in place, my nose pressing into your gut, and gently shook my head side to side around you, forcing me further and further onto your cock, eventually my throat opened up a bit and I could feel you enter down my throat. I started trying to push away with my hands as I struggled to breathe. My eyes started streaming.
A few more seconds and you let go of me. I coughed and spluttered as I caught my breath.
I was ashamed to notice I had become extremely wet again.
I looked up at you, and to my horror, could see you had your phone in your hand, pointing down at me. How long had that been recording?! My cheeks flushed red and I could only look dumbly up at the camera, which looked as though it was still going. You brought a hand down and stroked my chin, wiping some spit off of my lips. Then put the phone on the bedside table. Your face was bright red now and you were sweating. You looked like you'd aged another 10 years since dinner.
Your cock was still hard in your hands.
"I'm going to fuck you now..." You looked at my body as you spoke, eyes moving all over me, but you did not look directly at me. I felt as though you were talking through me. "I'm going to fuck you, you are so sexy. This cock is going inside of you and I'm going to watch those beautiful tits bounce around underneath me. You little slut following an old man home just to fuck him in his hotel. I'm so lucky."
There was a pause as you stroked yourself.
"NOW! I said now. Get up."
You pulled me onto the bed, laid me down and spread my legs, again inspecting my vagina with your fingers. Then you made a move on top of me. It seemed like you were at least twice my size, and the differences in our skin tone, texture and general age showed much more now we were pressed together. You kissed me, which somehow was more difficult than taking your cock. Your slow lips laped around mine, your tounge pushed itself into my mouth, it was not like any kiss I'd ever had. More like being licked all over my mouth and tongue. As you did so you pushed your crotch close to mine. I could feel your member making it's way around my inner thighs. You grabbed a leg of mine and hooked my knee under your elbow, pushing my leg up towards my face.
Your red face bulged. Your eyes widened and your panted into my face, letting out a loud. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh." As you finally slid into my pussy. Immediately I could feel you harden even more inside of me. And I could feel my pussy react with pleasure and pulsations. You took a few long trusts while your face was still close to mine, licking at my lips and cheeks. Then you pulled away slightly, grabbing my other leg and pushing it up to my face as well. You used my legs as support to then thrust quickly into me, staring at my tits and they moved with each thrust. Your belly also moved as you thrust and thrust and thrust for what felt like ages. Your face contorted as you trust up there, you were decidedly even more ugly now.
The noises you made sounded like you were nearing climax, and I mentally urged you to get there. Suddenly you pulled out of me, I was confused. You panted and grunted, clambering over my body on the bed until you were straddling my head, your legs pinning my arms down beside me. You loomed over me, all I could see was your cock and balls, your saggy balls were swaying and brushing over my nose and lips. Your ass too sagged behind them both, which now only inches away from me. You readjusted your position now to point your cock yet again at my lips. You did not even speak you were so out of breath. Instead you slapped the side of my cheek and looked expectantly at me. I opened up and in again it went.
This time straight to the back of my throat as your balls hit my chin and again I could feel your pubes scratching at my nose. This time with the weight of your body pinning me in place on the bed. You thrust and grunted on top of me. Once more. Twice more. Three times. Four times. I began to gag again. And then I could feel it coming, the veins in your cock became noticeable in my mouth and everything felt warm and hot as cum started pouring out from you and into my mouth and down my throat. You yelled, a deep and primal orgasm escaped you. And even more liquid came, more than I thought would be possible. It overflowed around your cock inside my mouth and started to dribble out onto my chin. Some was continuing to go straight down my throat, and some even ended up shooting back out of my nose. I was overwhelmed by the smell of your cum and sweat and the weight of your body on top of me. All I could do now was swallow as you left your cock inside my mouth, trying to catch my breath at the same time.
"Good... Good... Girl." You panted.
You let your cock fall out of my mouth but continued to sit on my chest for a moment while you caught your breath. Your cock still resting on my chin. My arms were still pinned so I could do nothing about the cum around my lips, chin and nose. I could still feel it lining the inside of my mouth too. You reached to the beside table and picked up your phone, I was overwhelmed as I watched you snap pictures of me with your limp dick resting on my chin, cum all over my face. You put the phone down.
"I think we got a good angle for the video tape too." You smiled as you shuffled off me struggling with each movement to get up. You walked across the room and removed a small go pro type device from the dresser near the bed. "Yep, it's all here on tape. You'll understand when you get to 70 Fliss, my memory is not so good these days, I need this."
You sat back down next to me on the bed. "Plus. How else would I ensure you will come back to me?" You pushed the cum around my face with your hands as you spoke to me.