While I am 39 years old, I have always thought of myself as shy. By nature I am a sensible and cautious woman, but over the past few years I have developed a strong fantasy that has begun to consume me. This is the story of that fantasy becoming a reality.

When I found myself single a few years ago following a difficult break up, I had trouble sleeping. At night I would browse the Internet, at first just reading news and current affair sites. After stumbling across a few porn sites and at first ignoring them, out of boredom I began to spend more time exploring the different categories.

It didn’t take long before I had to admit to myself, shameful as it was, that the porn I most often watched involved dirty old men with young women. They were also the videos that most excited me, never failing to get me wet and eagerly touching myself. The older the man the better. In fact I preferred the most ugly, fat, old men, using women for their pleasure. None of my friends would ever guess this would interest me. It simultaneously repulsed me that I enjoyed it while making me super horny.

After a few months of compulsively watching dirty old men porn videos I began to join sex chat rooms. Only chatting with very old men, I loved describing to them how I would service them and hearing them talk about fucking me hard. The fantasy was just getting stronger.

Eventually I put a profile up on a sex dating site. Never having done anything like this before I was surprised by the huge volume of messages I relieved in the first day; there certainly are a lot of men out there looking for sex. I was selective, only responding to men over 60 years of age. I exchanged messages with a few but it was clear from the beginning I had a favourite.

Ron was 69 years old. From his messages he sounded very naughty and very horny. He did not say much and that suited me as I was just looking to act out my fantasy, not have a relationship. We sent each other links to porn videos we liked and it was clear we had similar tastes. I was so nervous, and a bit afraid, but finally agreed to meet Ron at his home. Part of my fantasy was being with a stranger so we decided not to meet at a public location first.

It was 8 pm when I knocked on his door. We had never seen each other’s faces. Ron was tall. He had probably been very muscular when he was young as he was a big man, with strong arms, but he now had a large belly also. His face was wrinkled and leathery and he had grey stubble. I am slim and curvy, but toned. I have long red hair and green eyes. It was clear from his expression as he opened the door that Ron was very pleased with the way I looked. I was also very aroused by him. He was so much older than me, overweight and looked like the dirty old men in the porn videos I liked so much.

I walked in the door and he gave me a glass of wine. I had worn a coat and upon entering the lounge room I removed it. All I was wearing underneath was a black corset, stockings, suspenders and black lace panties. I sat across from Ron and sipped my drink as he tried to make conversation. He seemed to be struggling as he was staring at my body. I could see his desire and it was turning me on.

For a moment he seemed a bit shy and I was worried this would not be the dirty old man fantasy I had always thought about. No need to worry, Ron, suddenly stood up, reached his hand out to me and said, “I am going to take you to the bedroom now.”

I followed him silently. As we entered, I sat on the edge of the bed and watched him undress. His belly was large, fat and flabby. The rest of his body was wrinkly also. Momentarily he appeared self conscious, even though I had told him many times that this is what turned me on. Not wanting him to feel insecure and deciding now was the time to dive in to my fantasy, I dropped to my knees in front of him. I looked up and him, “mmmmmm…so yummy.”

His cock was semi erect and seemed average in size. I slowly stuck my tongue out and licked the head. His dick began to twitch. I ran my tongue down the shaft and lifted it with my hand. My head dipped down and began to lick his sagging, hairy old balls. I licked and licked and licked and then gently took his balls fully in my mouth. I could hear him moaning as he reached down and put his hand on my head.

I heard him say, “Suck my cock like a good girl. Suck it!”

Ron no longer seemed reserved; this was just how I had wanted this fantasy to go. I moved my tongue back up the shaft of his cock. For an old man, I was surprised how hard he had become. Now erect, it was clear to me that Ron was actually a very well endowed old man. It may not have been exceptionally long but it was thick and his head was like a mushroom. I opened my lips wide and slid my mouth around his cock.

Slowly I began to suck up and down his cock, looking up into his eyes. I could only just see his face as he leaned over his fat belly, his eyes wide open as he watched me sucking him. I began to suck faster and harder and I felt Ron moving his hips, pushing his cock deeper into my mouth. His hand reached around behind my head and he began guiding my head onto him.

“Suck it dirty slut!” he said loudly and firmly.

I was so turned on. The sound of this fat, ugly, dirty old pervert ordering me to suck his cock was making me so wet.

“Suck my fat old cock.”

He was moaning and thrusting his cock into my mouth as I sucked him. We both knew that this cock was by far the oldest that had ever been in my mouth, more than 18 years older than any other man I had been with. My hand cupped his balls as my tongue circled the large, bulging head. I sucked up and down his cock as he shoved it deeper in my mouth, gagging a little. Even now I know how disgusting this sounds but that is what turned me on so much. I could have sucked on his fat old cock for ever.

After about 10 minutes, Ron pulled abruptly out of my mouth.

“I don’t want to cum just yet,” he said.

He pulled me up and pushed me backwards on the bed.

“My turn to play with you, my little slut.”

His eyes were gleaming. He rushed over to the side of the bed, pushed his hands under my back and undid the corset I was wearing. He flung it across the room and gazed at my now exposed breasts. He bent his head and began to lick my nipples, making them erect in seconds. His mouth opened and he began to eagerly suck on them. He was pushing my full breasts into his mouth, making gulping noises. Nibbling on my nipples. I was squirming with pleasure.

Suddenly he grabbed my wrists and pushed my hands above my head. Forceful and strong dirty old man. Just what I wanted. But then I felt them, the cold hard handcuffs. How had I not noticed them already attached to the bed head? I was suddenly panicked. Yes, handcuffs in videos had turned me on and I had shared that with Ron, but was this really safe?

He continued to devour my tits as my hands were cuffed together above my head. The feeling of fear at being tied up in the home of a complete stranger, mixed with the delicious warm feel of his tongue on my nipples was thrilling. He then placed one hand on either of my hips, tucked his fingers inside the elastic and swiftly pulled my panties down and off. As his mouth went back to sucking my nipples. He moved his right hand down, pushed my legs apart and immediately sunk a wrinkled old finger into my pussy.

“Mmm… My slut has a very wet cunt.”

I was squirming on the bed, moaning with pleasure as this dirty, ugly, fat old pervert groped me. His lips continued to suck my tits as he fingered my pussy. He had not touched my clit yet, but I knew he was doing what he wanted and the idea that him fingering my pussy was driving him wild was so naughty and so erotic.

Eventually, Ron began to slow down. I knew he had been so overcome with desire he had been unable to control himself. He slowly moved his finger from inside me and began to stroke my clit. He lifted his head from licking my tits and just looked at me as I wriggled with pleasure. I could see the grin on his face as he tickled my clit with his finger.

I closed my eyes, overcome with pleasure, only for him to abruptly stop touching me. Silently he left the room, leaving me naked and handcuffed to his bed. I was frozen. This could really have been a very stupid idea.

It seemed like an eternity but was probably only a few minutes before Ron returned to the room. I had shared some risqué videos with him. Was he really planning on replicating them on our first meeting? This had not been my plan.

“I’ve never done that,” I said feeling apprehensive.

He was silent.

“Ron, I’m not really sure,” I said.

“I told you this dirty old man was going to use you however I want”, he replied.

I watched as Ron bent down, his body between my legs. His face was so close I could feel his breath.

“Let me look closely at your young wet pussy.”

“I think we will start small. I am going to see what I can get into that young cunt of yours. I think I will fuck you with this carrot first.”

Nothing like that had ever been inside me before. I wasn’t sure this was for me. I began to express my concern, but Ron was not to be deterred. I felt him spreading my pussy lips with one hand as he slowly slid the carrot inside me.

It wasn’t especially large, but was hard, and I could feel it as he slid it in and out of my cunt. At first I was so focused on the unwanted vegetable inside me that I was decidedly not turned on. Then I heard Ron. It sounded like he was panting. He was moaning and licking his lips. Clearly this was turning him on, driving him wild.

He began to move it faster.

“Ooooohhhhhh. So fucking hot! So close up! Oh my God! Watching it go in and out of your hot, wet young cunt! I am fucking my young slut with a carrot!” He was virtually shouting.

“The fucking hottest thing I have ever seen!”

Ron kept pushing the carrot in and out of my wet cunt, deeper and deeper. I began to get turned on by his pleasure and started to moan as he continued to play with me. Ron was also giving a running commentary, continually calling me his young slut and talking about fucking me with the carrot. In between he would occasionally lean forward and lick my clit for a while, but I think he was uncontrollably drawn to watching the objects plunge into my pussy.

After playing with the carrot for a while, he then stated he was going to try the banana. I could feel the bend. It was thicker than the carrot as Ron began to push it inside me. He moved it in and out of my wet pussy, grunting and groaning, his eyes glued to the sight of my cunt lips gripping the banana as he fucked me with it.

It seemed like he was becoming overwhelmed with desire again and was getting impatient. I saw him lift himself up and toss the banana aside. His eyes looked crazy and I thought he was about too fuck me himself. Instead this strange grin came across his face. He slowly lifted up from the bed a large, thick cucumber and showed it to me. I was really scared now and began to beg him to remove the handcuffs.

“You are my little slut and this perverted old man is going to do what he wants, but I won’t hurt you.”

Ron began to lick my pussy. He was flicking my clit with his tongue and lapping my slit. He kept swirling his tongue around my clit, licking and sucking, and licking and sucking. The heat was building and I felt the tingle in my clit begin to intensify. Suddenly it exploded, the shooting wave of pleasure, spreading from my clit down my legs to the tops of my toes. I cried out with pleasure as the orgasm overtook me.

It was then I felt it. It was big and cold against my pussy lips. Ron began to slowly rotate the cucumber. He knew I was very wet from the orgasm but it was still big.

“I am going to fuck you with this cucumber,” he snarled, looking like a dirty pervert.

Ron began to push and the cucumber entered me. It was so tight. I was grateful that he was so careful as it certainly filled me. I could feel the cold hardness against the walls of my cunt. He slowly began to move it in and out. It wasn’t in far at that stage as he began to shallow fuck me with it. He was moaning again, grunting with pleasure.”

“Oh my fucking God! Fuck, fuck ,fuck, look at that cucumber in your cunt! I’m fucking your pussy with this huge cucumber!”

“Fuck, fuck, oh my god! Fucking my dirty slut bitch with a cucumber!”

“You are such a dirty little bitch!”

Ron was shouting. His excitement was turning me on. The dirty, disgusting, naughty taboo thing he was describing, and in fact doing to me, was getting me off. I was so wet and I closed my eyes as I could feel him gently but excitedly pushing the cucumber further inside me. I was moaning with my eyes closed and my arms handcuffed above my head as I gave in to the dirtiness of what was happening. An ugly, fat, dirty old pervert, 30 years older than me, was fucking me with a cucumber.

I felt it hit my cervix as he pushed the cucumber all the way up my pussy. He moved it in and out, the pace quickening.

“Oh fuck yeah! I have shoved that cucumber right up your fucking cunt, right up you, filling your tight young pussy with it!”

“Ooohhhhh my god! Fuck! Look at that cucumber shoved right up your tight cunt. That cucumber buried deep up you, stretching your young cunt!”

Then suddenly, I felt him pull it out. He was on top of me and had his cock inside me in no time. His belly was falling on top of me as he grabbed my legs to spread them wide. For such an old man he was really hard.

The thought flashed through my mind that I had told him I wanted to use a condom. That wasn’t happening. Ron was pounding my pussy with his old cock. It felt so good, the pleasure increased by the sight of this fat, wrinkly old man above me, fucking me like I was his sex toy.

He didn’t last long. He was grunting so loudly and thrusting in and out of me when he gave one final shove, burying his old cock deep in my cunt, and erupted inside me. He held himself inside of me as he emptied his load, filling my pussy with his old cum.

It was an amazing experience and one I will never forget. I had wanted so badly to turn my dirty old man fantasy into a reality and I was not disappointed. I have not repeated the experience yet, but am thinking about it.

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