Post by kingfaraday on Aug 26, 2017 9:23:29 GMT -6
PLEASE NOTE:
The following story contains sexually explicit descriptions and language. It also deals with age progression that ranges from late teens to very old age which may not be to everyone’s taste. You have been forewarned.
He’s Got the Power
By Youthdra1n
The truth about his family was never obvious to Tim Casen. There was never any hint of proof of his family’s secret while growing up. That is, until now, as two strange elderly women stood before him, begging and pleading with him to have sex with them - a bizarre and unexpected situation. He would always dismiss the family stories as just that, stories. He never thought that once he hit the age of, his penis would actually be imbued with the power to control a woman’s physical age, just as those of his ancestors in centuries past.
Annabel and Mildred had been waiting for this very moment for 45 years. In their late teens and throughout their twenties, they enjoyed successful careers in modeling. They were gorgeous. At the time, they thought of themselves as untouchable by the hands of time. But the years went by fast and before they knew it, Father Time had gotten a hold of them and began to leave his mark in wrinkles and sags. In their mid-thirties, they heard of a man who could reverse the effects of time, Tim’s grandfather, Wallace Casen. They spent six desperate months seeking him out but by the time they tracked him down it was too late. He was being laid to rest in an oak casket at Norfolk Cemetery. Now in their eighties, the ladies were contacted by a secret society known as “The Guild of the Hands of Time” and were told that a new “blessed one” had come of age and that only HE possessed the power to reverse the years that had taken their youths away. That “blessed one” was Tim.
Though he never really believed in the family secret, Tim did always have a certain fascination with women aging. He often wondered what it’d be like to watch a woman age quickly, right before his eyes - to see the changes in intimate detail - as if he had clicked on the fast forward button of that woman’s life. If the family legacy was true, then he had surely struck gold.
He invited the two wrinkly prunes into his home. Fortunately, his parents were at work and so he had the perfect opportunity to put his new abilities to the test. He led the tired ladies to his parents’ bedroom and excused himself to put on some appropriate music. When he re-entered, to his surprise, the two elderly women were standing before him on each side of the queen-sized bed, bare-naked. It was a bit of a shock. Not just because of the nudity but also because he found himself being aroused by it. And it wasn’t the typical arousal. There was something different or special about it. It was almost magical.
The ladies had told him their sob stories by the front door earlier of how they used to be stunning beauties. He had to take their word for it because as hard as he tried, he couldn’t quite imagine them any younger. Especially now that he was looking at them naked. He was accustomed to viewing shapely Playboy honeys in magazines and not the rotting pear-like shapes of the ladies that stood before him. Their bodies were backlit by the yellow incandescent light emanating from the table lamps and so Tim’s eyes followed the outer lines of the women’s silhouettes. He followed the numerous ridges along their cottage-cheese thighs to the overlapping rolls of fat along their waists. He found himself being fascinated. Annabel and Mildred were becoming restless.
“Timothy,” said Mildred “Take us! Please take us!”
Annabel joined in, “Timothy, don’t make us wait any longer. Please.”
And with that, young Tim, took his own clothes off and jumped into the middle the bed as the women slowly and carefully crawled in to lay beside him.
Mildred found herself incredibly drawn to his penis. It was like a beacon calling to her. She quickly moved in to place her lips on it. Up and down, up and down - her wrinkled, age-spotted, frail, arthritis-ridden hand found new life in this simple action. She removed her teeth and moved her pruned lips ever closer. Tim could feel and was highly sensitive to her irregular breath - he could feel his penis grow even larger in reaction to it.
While Mildred was occupied with the lower parts, the green-eyed Annabel focused on his upper parts. Though she had difficulty, she hovered above Tim’s torso, supported by her weak, old, saggy arms. Her hanging 82-year-old breasts grazed Tim’s abdomen as she tried her darnedest to kiss his chest and nipples. After 2 minutes, she could no longer bare it, her arms could no longer support her own weight, so she plopped herself on top of him, chest to chest. Tim was surprised at how soft her breasts felt. He immediately began to fondle them but no sooner did he begin to rub his hands on them that the pair began to feel a bit firmer to the touch. He opened eyes and noticed that changes were taking place. The women were getting younger just by the mere touch of him.
Tim thought to himself, “I must be giving out some freaky pheromone vibe or something. This is sweet!”
Mildred’s bobbing head seemed to be picking up speed while strands of black hair sprouted out of her head. They became more numerous by the minute, replacing the lifeless gray.
Tim yelled out in pain, “Uuuh! Something rough and hard was rubbing against his penis. It was Mildred; in the heat of the moment, she hadn’t realized that her natural teeth had grown back in. Tim’s exclamation got her to stop and look up.
Now looking like a spry 58-year-old, with fewer wrinkles and a hint of a youthful glow, Mildred said to Tim, “Come inside me! COME INSIDE M-”
She was interrupted by Annabel, who though looked a little younger than before, didn’t look close to as young as Mildred did now. Annabel mustered enough strength to knock Mildred off of the bed. Determined, she sat herself on top of Tim, grabbed his penis and inserted it into her dry, hollow, gray crotch. “Now fuck ME!”
A few hours later, all was quiet and Tim laid on his back, in bed, looking spent. In front of him, at the foot of the bed, stood two gorgeous 19-year-olds, one redheaded angel and one raven-haired vixen. Annabel and Mildred. The two haggard crones had been transformed into their youthful former selves of yore, thanks to the gift of Tim’s magic sausage.
Tim looked up and said, “Annie! Millie! That was the best sexual experience that I’ve ever had in my life. Remember to spread the word.”
The girls turned, “Why of course baby! You can count on us!”
The now young women let themselves out and bounded down the street feeling more alive and sexier than ever. They were walking past a bus stop outside Tim’s high school when they couldn’t help but overhear a pair of 18-year-old girls, Macy and Kim, complain about how sex with their individual boyfriends was disappointing, “I mean, come on! It’s not like he’s the only one who’s supposed to have fun. Y’know?”
Just then, Millie interrupted them, “I know what you mean honey, I had to deal with a lifetime of that.
“Huh?”
Annabel interjected, “Let us let you in on a little secret.”
“Oh yeah?”
“You know Tim Casen from down the street?”
“Yeah, we go to school with him,” replied Kim.
“He’s in my Spanish class,” added Macy.
“Great. Well, we just came from there and we just had the best sex of our lives!” said Millie “That boy has a gift. One you just have to experience!
Annie added excitedly, “He makes you feel so incredible. It’s rejuvenating! It really is!”
“Wow! Scrawny Tim Casen is that good? What do you say we go check him out?” Macy asked Kim.
Fifteen minutes later, Macy and Kim were ringing Tim’s door. The door opened and Tim was surprised to find the two girls that he’d been lusting after all through his junior and senior years, standing on his doorstep. Macy, a beautiful Asian girl with China doll features approached Tim, ran the tips of her lovely, long fingers down his chest and said, “Hi there big Tim, we heard you can give us the ride of our lives.
The beautiful blonde Kim added, “Yeah, why don’t you prove it to us. We’ll promise to make it worth your while. Trust us.”
Whether that was true or not, it didn’t matter to Tim at all. What truly mattered was that his longtime fantasy of bedding these two girls was about to become reality.
“Come on in girls. Come on in.” And he led them to his parents’ bedroom.
Tim made his way to the bed and sat there eagerly waiting for them in his underwear. Kim slowly removed her top and revealed that she was not wearing a bra to support her perfect, milk-white, D-sized breasts. His head was spinning. They were more beautiful than he had ever imagined. They seemed to defy gravity despite their size. She then removed her panties and showed off her rich golden bush.
Macy could not stand by, watching idly. She had already undressed herself. Though she was not as blessed in the cleavage department as Kim, she more than made up for it in sizzling exotic sexiness. Her exposed, tight and perfect rump made its way to Tim’s bedside in no time. Tim got an overwhelming temptation to slap it hard and so he did. Macy squealed but it was a squeal of delight. She turned around to face him with a big smile and her neatly trimmed crotch in his face.
“What a sight to behold,” he thought.
The tight lips of her perfect vagina were blushing and wet. The few hairs surrounding it were a healthy jet black and almost seemed alive. Peering out just a bit from the top, Tim could see her rosy clit and the closer she got to him, the more it seemed to throb. He had never seen this before. He was amazed and incredibly turned on by it. He couldn’t help himself - he grabbed her - it was instinctive - placing each of his hands on each of her firm butt cheeks, pulled her in and began to perform cunnilingus on her. Macy’s body began oscillating wildly. Tim could barely see her C-cup breasts bouncing high above him. She was now in a state of euphoria and nothing could possibly pry her off of him.
Meanwhile, Kim was busy herself. She had positioned her naked self behind Macy and had taken Tim’s boxers off. His immense boner had made it difficult but she managed to get the job done. One of the major complaints she had about her boyfriend was that he didn’t perform foreplay. Somehow, this wasn’t an issue here - the sight of Tim’s immensely huge rod was all she needed. She pounced on it and began giving him head. Tim freaked out. He closed his eyes and thought, “This is what heaven must be like.”
After a few minutes, Tim noticed something different. His fingers began stretching out and under them he could feel Macy’s muscle tissue getting softer. His tongue noticed that the lips of her vagina were somewhat less taught. Curious, he opened his eyes and saw a lone gray hair staring at him in the face amongst the forest of black. Up above, Macy’s breasts had a little less bounce and she seemed to have gained a bit of weight.
“That’s odd”, he thought. “She’s getting older. How about Kim?”
He noticed that Kim’s pacing was off by a bit and had slowed down a tad. So he looked down between Macy’s now ridged inner thighs to get a look at Kim.
Kim looked even older than Macy. While Macy seemed to have aged about 20 years or so, Kim had aged closer to 35 years. Her long hair was now longer and had lost its golden luster. Many gray hairs were now interspersed and the blonde that was left had darkened. Her forehead was riddled with lines and her lips began to prune. Her thighs had thickened and were growing irregular ridges of fat. Her once gorgeous, perfect breasts no longer defied gravity. He was pretty sure of that. Although he couldn’t see them, he could feel them hanging lower and cradling his legs.
He was having so much fun but he became concerned and so he called out to them, “Girls! GIRLS!!”
Kim didn’t hear him. She was too busy and was now becoming hard of hearing.
Macy turned down and said, “Why’d you stop?” Her face looked a little more haggard than before and was now resting on a double chin.
“You’re older. You’re getting older!” Tim said.
“We’re all getting older Timmy, it’s a fact of life. Now get back to the business at hand.”
She took hold of the back of Tim’s head and forced it back up against her crotch. So Tim went on pleasuring her. Only this time he kept his eyes open and watched, as Macy grew older. Her breasts were now hanging lower and were pointing more towards his face. Her nipples, which originally were a pale brown, had now darkened and the pores surrounding them grew and became more prominent. Her tummy began to sag and he could feel it just gracing his forehead. Her ass became very soft and as he held on to her cheeks, the flesh would now roll out between his fingers like bread dough.
Just then he sensed a familiar feeling around his penis - irregular breathing, a softer, gentler and wetter touch. That’s how it felt when old-woman-Mildred began sucking on him earlier that day.
“It can’t be,” he thought. “Kim must be in her eighties now.”
Just as soon as the thought came to mind, Kim stopped. Tim pushed the now 60-something Macy aside to see if Kim was alright.
As he sat up, he could see Kim easing herself into his mom’s rocking chair. She looked frail. She sat with her legs wide open which gave easy view to a very loose vagina. It was almost a gaping whole and was still surrounded by a fair amount of hair, even though it was now completely white. A nest of long gray hair also hung from her head. She had no teeth. They were left scattered among the bed sheets. Her face was criss-crossed with wrinkles. Her breasts hung very low, painted with stretch marks and rested on her now pouched out tummy. Her skin had become translucent, peppered with age spots from her thinning head to her knobby, crooked toes. Her joints had thickened in size and flab hung from just about everywhere. She was old now, very old, but it didn’t seem to faze her.
“What honey? Don’t you worry about me. Give me a minute to catch my breath and we’ll give it another go.” She spoke in a cracked voice and flashed a wrinkled smile.
Tim was a little shocked. He wasn’t going to risk having sex with her some more and possibly kill her. And then Macy jumped on top of him. She was still pretty spry for a 65-year-old.
“Come on baby! Let’s go!” Macy grabbed hold of Tim’s dick and rammed it up her vagina. She was still very wet and so his monster slid inside her like butter.
“Give it to me! GIVE IT TO ME!” she repeated over and over again.
She took control and began thrusting her pelvis up and down. Her salt and pepper hair still had some life to it even though, just like the number of wrinkles on her face and body, they were now rapidly increasing. Unlike, Kim, Macy’s skin was becoming leathery and incredibly wrinkled. Being Asian, it was completely normal but Tim was fascinated nonetheless.
At about 72, Macy let out a great big yell. She was experiencing an incredible orgasm - the sexual climax of a lifetime.
“Uuuuh! That - is - fucking - AMAZING!”
And with that, Tim witnessed Macy’s hair go completely white. He looked to see if that was the case with her vagina and was surprised to see that it wasn’t. The few hairs that she did have had fallen out with advancing age. She had maybe one or two straggly white hairs still attached. The rest were left scattered on his abdomen. Her vagina was feeling looser and looser on him as time progressed and the flaps of her vagina’s lips were hanging down and out.
She was now 87 or so and was slowing down. Almost her entire body was covered in wrinkles - her face most of all - and some of her teeth seemed to be missing. The fat that she had gained about an hour ago had all but disappeared. She was left with a lot of sagging, wrinkled skin, including that hanging from her arms, her chin, her abdomen, her rear and her thighs. She then stopped to rest and got up to sit by the side of the bed. Her posture had changed. She hunched over a lot - a certain sign of advanced osteoporosis.
Just as Kim, Macy now had inflamed joints all over her body. She looked down at her feet. They were calloused, aged, spotted and were lined with visible veins. She used to pride herself on her perfect toes and feet.
“Oh look at what I’ve just gone and done to myself. That’s a shame.” She said half-jokingly with a smile. She didn’t really care because the sex had been THAT good. It was worth sacrificing her youth.
Kim called out to her, “Macy Lyn, my dear, how do you feel?”
Macy turned and said, “A little winded but I feel better than I ever have.”
“Me too. I’d like to give it another go with you there, sonny, but it’ll have to wait until some other day. Too tired right now,” she said to Tim.
Tim helped them up and also put their clothes back on for them. They looked very strange wearing them. Two 80-somethings dressed in tube tops and mini skirts walked out of Tim Casen’s house that night. Macy, having difficulty with her feet, was using Tim’s grandmother’s walker to get around. Kim, also having problems, borrowed her cane.
As they walked off, Kim turned around and said to Tim in a shaky voice, “We’ll make good on our promise Timothy! We’ll spread the word to our girlfriends!”
“Yes!” Macy added, “You were the best lay that either of us have ever had.”
And with that, Tim’s legacy began. Macy and Kim checked themselves into a nursing home and told a couple of new friends about him. After spending an afternoon with him, those girls registered at a local high school and told another two friends. And so that cycle continued on and on. Tim never had a day or night without sex for the rest of his life and he got his fill of young and old.
The following story contains sexually explicit descriptions and language. It also deals with age progression that ranges from late teens to very old age which may not be to everyone’s taste. You have been forewarned.
He’s Got the Power
By Youthdra1n
The truth about his family was never obvious to Tim Casen. There was never any hint of proof of his family’s secret while growing up. That is, until now, as two strange elderly women stood before him, begging and pleading with him to have sex with them - a bizarre and unexpected situation. He would always dismiss the family stories as just that, stories. He never thought that once he hit the age of, his penis would actually be imbued with the power to control a woman’s physical age, just as those of his ancestors in centuries past.
Annabel and Mildred had been waiting for this very moment for 45 years. In their late teens and throughout their twenties, they enjoyed successful careers in modeling. They were gorgeous. At the time, they thought of themselves as untouchable by the hands of time. But the years went by fast and before they knew it, Father Time had gotten a hold of them and began to leave his mark in wrinkles and sags. In their mid-thirties, they heard of a man who could reverse the effects of time, Tim’s grandfather, Wallace Casen. They spent six desperate months seeking him out but by the time they tracked him down it was too late. He was being laid to rest in an oak casket at Norfolk Cemetery. Now in their eighties, the ladies were contacted by a secret society known as “The Guild of the Hands of Time” and were told that a new “blessed one” had come of age and that only HE possessed the power to reverse the years that had taken their youths away. That “blessed one” was Tim.
Though he never really believed in the family secret, Tim did always have a certain fascination with women aging. He often wondered what it’d be like to watch a woman age quickly, right before his eyes - to see the changes in intimate detail - as if he had clicked on the fast forward button of that woman’s life. If the family legacy was true, then he had surely struck gold.
He invited the two wrinkly prunes into his home. Fortunately, his parents were at work and so he had the perfect opportunity to put his new abilities to the test. He led the tired ladies to his parents’ bedroom and excused himself to put on some appropriate music. When he re-entered, to his surprise, the two elderly women were standing before him on each side of the queen-sized bed, bare-naked. It was a bit of a shock. Not just because of the nudity but also because he found himself being aroused by it. And it wasn’t the typical arousal. There was something different or special about it. It was almost magical.
The ladies had told him their sob stories by the front door earlier of how they used to be stunning beauties. He had to take their word for it because as hard as he tried, he couldn’t quite imagine them any younger. Especially now that he was looking at them naked. He was accustomed to viewing shapely Playboy honeys in magazines and not the rotting pear-like shapes of the ladies that stood before him. Their bodies were backlit by the yellow incandescent light emanating from the table lamps and so Tim’s eyes followed the outer lines of the women’s silhouettes. He followed the numerous ridges along their cottage-cheese thighs to the overlapping rolls of fat along their waists. He found himself being fascinated. Annabel and Mildred were becoming restless.
“Timothy,” said Mildred “Take us! Please take us!”
Annabel joined in, “Timothy, don’t make us wait any longer. Please.”
And with that, young Tim, took his own clothes off and jumped into the middle the bed as the women slowly and carefully crawled in to lay beside him.
Mildred found herself incredibly drawn to his penis. It was like a beacon calling to her. She quickly moved in to place her lips on it. Up and down, up and down - her wrinkled, age-spotted, frail, arthritis-ridden hand found new life in this simple action. She removed her teeth and moved her pruned lips ever closer. Tim could feel and was highly sensitive to her irregular breath - he could feel his penis grow even larger in reaction to it.
While Mildred was occupied with the lower parts, the green-eyed Annabel focused on his upper parts. Though she had difficulty, she hovered above Tim’s torso, supported by her weak, old, saggy arms. Her hanging 82-year-old breasts grazed Tim’s abdomen as she tried her darnedest to kiss his chest and nipples. After 2 minutes, she could no longer bare it, her arms could no longer support her own weight, so she plopped herself on top of him, chest to chest. Tim was surprised at how soft her breasts felt. He immediately began to fondle them but no sooner did he begin to rub his hands on them that the pair began to feel a bit firmer to the touch. He opened eyes and noticed that changes were taking place. The women were getting younger just by the mere touch of him.
Tim thought to himself, “I must be giving out some freaky pheromone vibe or something. This is sweet!”
Mildred’s bobbing head seemed to be picking up speed while strands of black hair sprouted out of her head. They became more numerous by the minute, replacing the lifeless gray.
Tim yelled out in pain, “Uuuh! Something rough and hard was rubbing against his penis. It was Mildred; in the heat of the moment, she hadn’t realized that her natural teeth had grown back in. Tim’s exclamation got her to stop and look up.
Now looking like a spry 58-year-old, with fewer wrinkles and a hint of a youthful glow, Mildred said to Tim, “Come inside me! COME INSIDE M-”
She was interrupted by Annabel, who though looked a little younger than before, didn’t look close to as young as Mildred did now. Annabel mustered enough strength to knock Mildred off of the bed. Determined, she sat herself on top of Tim, grabbed his penis and inserted it into her dry, hollow, gray crotch. “Now fuck ME!”
A few hours later, all was quiet and Tim laid on his back, in bed, looking spent. In front of him, at the foot of the bed, stood two gorgeous 19-year-olds, one redheaded angel and one raven-haired vixen. Annabel and Mildred. The two haggard crones had been transformed into their youthful former selves of yore, thanks to the gift of Tim’s magic sausage.
Tim looked up and said, “Annie! Millie! That was the best sexual experience that I’ve ever had in my life. Remember to spread the word.”
The girls turned, “Why of course baby! You can count on us!”
The now young women let themselves out and bounded down the street feeling more alive and sexier than ever. They were walking past a bus stop outside Tim’s high school when they couldn’t help but overhear a pair of 18-year-old girls, Macy and Kim, complain about how sex with their individual boyfriends was disappointing, “I mean, come on! It’s not like he’s the only one who’s supposed to have fun. Y’know?”
Just then, Millie interrupted them, “I know what you mean honey, I had to deal with a lifetime of that.
“Huh?”
Annabel interjected, “Let us let you in on a little secret.”
“Oh yeah?”
“You know Tim Casen from down the street?”
“Yeah, we go to school with him,” replied Kim.
“He’s in my Spanish class,” added Macy.
“Great. Well, we just came from there and we just had the best sex of our lives!” said Millie “That boy has a gift. One you just have to experience!
Annie added excitedly, “He makes you feel so incredible. It’s rejuvenating! It really is!”
“Wow! Scrawny Tim Casen is that good? What do you say we go check him out?” Macy asked Kim.
Fifteen minutes later, Macy and Kim were ringing Tim’s door. The door opened and Tim was surprised to find the two girls that he’d been lusting after all through his junior and senior years, standing on his doorstep. Macy, a beautiful Asian girl with China doll features approached Tim, ran the tips of her lovely, long fingers down his chest and said, “Hi there big Tim, we heard you can give us the ride of our lives.
The beautiful blonde Kim added, “Yeah, why don’t you prove it to us. We’ll promise to make it worth your while. Trust us.”
Whether that was true or not, it didn’t matter to Tim at all. What truly mattered was that his longtime fantasy of bedding these two girls was about to become reality.
“Come on in girls. Come on in.” And he led them to his parents’ bedroom.
Tim made his way to the bed and sat there eagerly waiting for them in his underwear. Kim slowly removed her top and revealed that she was not wearing a bra to support her perfect, milk-white, D-sized breasts. His head was spinning. They were more beautiful than he had ever imagined. They seemed to defy gravity despite their size. She then removed her panties and showed off her rich golden bush.
Macy could not stand by, watching idly. She had already undressed herself. Though she was not as blessed in the cleavage department as Kim, she more than made up for it in sizzling exotic sexiness. Her exposed, tight and perfect rump made its way to Tim’s bedside in no time. Tim got an overwhelming temptation to slap it hard and so he did. Macy squealed but it was a squeal of delight. She turned around to face him with a big smile and her neatly trimmed crotch in his face.
“What a sight to behold,” he thought.
The tight lips of her perfect vagina were blushing and wet. The few hairs surrounding it were a healthy jet black and almost seemed alive. Peering out just a bit from the top, Tim could see her rosy clit and the closer she got to him, the more it seemed to throb. He had never seen this before. He was amazed and incredibly turned on by it. He couldn’t help himself - he grabbed her - it was instinctive - placing each of his hands on each of her firm butt cheeks, pulled her in and began to perform cunnilingus on her. Macy’s body began oscillating wildly. Tim could barely see her C-cup breasts bouncing high above him. She was now in a state of euphoria and nothing could possibly pry her off of him.
Meanwhile, Kim was busy herself. She had positioned her naked self behind Macy and had taken Tim’s boxers off. His immense boner had made it difficult but she managed to get the job done. One of the major complaints she had about her boyfriend was that he didn’t perform foreplay. Somehow, this wasn’t an issue here - the sight of Tim’s immensely huge rod was all she needed. She pounced on it and began giving him head. Tim freaked out. He closed his eyes and thought, “This is what heaven must be like.”
After a few minutes, Tim noticed something different. His fingers began stretching out and under them he could feel Macy’s muscle tissue getting softer. His tongue noticed that the lips of her vagina were somewhat less taught. Curious, he opened his eyes and saw a lone gray hair staring at him in the face amongst the forest of black. Up above, Macy’s breasts had a little less bounce and she seemed to have gained a bit of weight.
“That’s odd”, he thought. “She’s getting older. How about Kim?”
He noticed that Kim’s pacing was off by a bit and had slowed down a tad. So he looked down between Macy’s now ridged inner thighs to get a look at Kim.
Kim looked even older than Macy. While Macy seemed to have aged about 20 years or so, Kim had aged closer to 35 years. Her long hair was now longer and had lost its golden luster. Many gray hairs were now interspersed and the blonde that was left had darkened. Her forehead was riddled with lines and her lips began to prune. Her thighs had thickened and were growing irregular ridges of fat. Her once gorgeous, perfect breasts no longer defied gravity. He was pretty sure of that. Although he couldn’t see them, he could feel them hanging lower and cradling his legs.
He was having so much fun but he became concerned and so he called out to them, “Girls! GIRLS!!”
Kim didn’t hear him. She was too busy and was now becoming hard of hearing.
Macy turned down and said, “Why’d you stop?” Her face looked a little more haggard than before and was now resting on a double chin.
“You’re older. You’re getting older!” Tim said.
“We’re all getting older Timmy, it’s a fact of life. Now get back to the business at hand.”
She took hold of the back of Tim’s head and forced it back up against her crotch. So Tim went on pleasuring her. Only this time he kept his eyes open and watched, as Macy grew older. Her breasts were now hanging lower and were pointing more towards his face. Her nipples, which originally were a pale brown, had now darkened and the pores surrounding them grew and became more prominent. Her tummy began to sag and he could feel it just gracing his forehead. Her ass became very soft and as he held on to her cheeks, the flesh would now roll out between his fingers like bread dough.
Just then he sensed a familiar feeling around his penis - irregular breathing, a softer, gentler and wetter touch. That’s how it felt when old-woman-Mildred began sucking on him earlier that day.
“It can’t be,” he thought. “Kim must be in her eighties now.”
Just as soon as the thought came to mind, Kim stopped. Tim pushed the now 60-something Macy aside to see if Kim was alright.
As he sat up, he could see Kim easing herself into his mom’s rocking chair. She looked frail. She sat with her legs wide open which gave easy view to a very loose vagina. It was almost a gaping whole and was still surrounded by a fair amount of hair, even though it was now completely white. A nest of long gray hair also hung from her head. She had no teeth. They were left scattered among the bed sheets. Her face was criss-crossed with wrinkles. Her breasts hung very low, painted with stretch marks and rested on her now pouched out tummy. Her skin had become translucent, peppered with age spots from her thinning head to her knobby, crooked toes. Her joints had thickened in size and flab hung from just about everywhere. She was old now, very old, but it didn’t seem to faze her.
“What honey? Don’t you worry about me. Give me a minute to catch my breath and we’ll give it another go.” She spoke in a cracked voice and flashed a wrinkled smile.
Tim was a little shocked. He wasn’t going to risk having sex with her some more and possibly kill her. And then Macy jumped on top of him. She was still pretty spry for a 65-year-old.
“Come on baby! Let’s go!” Macy grabbed hold of Tim’s dick and rammed it up her vagina. She was still very wet and so his monster slid inside her like butter.
“Give it to me! GIVE IT TO ME!” she repeated over and over again.
She took control and began thrusting her pelvis up and down. Her salt and pepper hair still had some life to it even though, just like the number of wrinkles on her face and body, they were now rapidly increasing. Unlike, Kim, Macy’s skin was becoming leathery and incredibly wrinkled. Being Asian, it was completely normal but Tim was fascinated nonetheless.
At about 72, Macy let out a great big yell. She was experiencing an incredible orgasm - the sexual climax of a lifetime.
“Uuuuh! That - is - fucking - AMAZING!”
And with that, Tim witnessed Macy’s hair go completely white. He looked to see if that was the case with her vagina and was surprised to see that it wasn’t. The few hairs that she did have had fallen out with advancing age. She had maybe one or two straggly white hairs still attached. The rest were left scattered on his abdomen. Her vagina was feeling looser and looser on him as time progressed and the flaps of her vagina’s lips were hanging down and out.
She was now 87 or so and was slowing down. Almost her entire body was covered in wrinkles - her face most of all - and some of her teeth seemed to be missing. The fat that she had gained about an hour ago had all but disappeared. She was left with a lot of sagging, wrinkled skin, including that hanging from her arms, her chin, her abdomen, her rear and her thighs. She then stopped to rest and got up to sit by the side of the bed. Her posture had changed. She hunched over a lot - a certain sign of advanced osteoporosis.
Just as Kim, Macy now had inflamed joints all over her body. She looked down at her feet. They were calloused, aged, spotted and were lined with visible veins. She used to pride herself on her perfect toes and feet.
“Oh look at what I’ve just gone and done to myself. That’s a shame.” She said half-jokingly with a smile. She didn’t really care because the sex had been THAT good. It was worth sacrificing her youth.
Kim called out to her, “Macy Lyn, my dear, how do you feel?”
Macy turned and said, “A little winded but I feel better than I ever have.”
“Me too. I’d like to give it another go with you there, sonny, but it’ll have to wait until some other day. Too tired right now,” she said to Tim.
Tim helped them up and also put their clothes back on for them. They looked very strange wearing them. Two 80-somethings dressed in tube tops and mini skirts walked out of Tim Casen’s house that night. Macy, having difficulty with her feet, was using Tim’s grandmother’s walker to get around. Kim, also having problems, borrowed her cane.
As they walked off, Kim turned around and said to Tim in a shaky voice, “We’ll make good on our promise Timothy! We’ll spread the word to our girlfriends!”
“Yes!” Macy added, “You were the best lay that either of us have ever had.”
And with that, Tim’s legacy began. Macy and Kim checked themselves into a nursing home and told a couple of new friends about him. After spending an afternoon with him, those girls registered at a local high school and told another two friends. And so that cycle continued on and on. Tim never had a day or night without sex for the rest of his life and he got his fill of young and old.