Lucky Collision

‘Where the hell did he come from?’ She cried.

Jean was reversing her car out of her driveway and somehow managed to hit a cyclist. Although Jean was reversing slowly she hadn’t noticed Scott the cyclist powering along the road with no intention of slowing down.

Jean clipped Scott’s back wheel and sent him flying into the road. She got out of the car as quickly as she could and hurried over to him. Scott looked a bit shaken up and his legs were badly grazed. His pained face turned to anger as he saw Jean approach and try to help him.

‘You stupid old bitch, couldn’t you see me?’ He growled.

‘I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you, please let me help you.’ Jean replied guilt-ridden.

‘I don’t need your help thanks, although I will need some money from you to repair my bike.’

He got up and wheeled his damaged bike to the pavement and rested it against Jean’s fence.

‘Of course, I’ll give you want ever it costs!’

‘Maybe it’s time you think about giving up driving.’ He said self-righteously.

‘I’ve never had an accident in all my life!’

Jean invited Scott into the house so that she could clean his wounds and also give him some money for his damaged bike. Scott agreed and followed Jean into her house.

‘We need to clean this with running water.’ Jean said pointing to Scott’s bloodied knees.

Jean led Scott to her bathroom.

‘Stand in the bath while I rinse your wounds with the shower.’ Jean said.

‘You don’t have to do this.’ Scott replied.

‘Don’t be silly it’s the least I can do.’

Scott stood in the bath and Jean began to rinse the wounded knees. Jean felt strange being this close to a man at least 40 years her eryaman escort junior in her bathroom. A very fit young man by the looks of things. She began to admire his hairy muscular legs, broad shoulders and big strong arms. Jean couldn’t help but look at the bulge in his lycra cycling shorts too.

‘Very impressive!’ She thought.

Jean had been a widower for the past 10 years. She had been on a few dates in the intervening years but men her age just didn’t do anything for her. They seemed so old and decrepit. Jean still felt youthful and didn’t see the point in wasting her time with boring old men. She was mostly happy by herself, she had hobbies and friends. There were times when Jean did miss the company of men though. Jean and her husband had an active sex life right up until their 60’s. It was only in his last couple of years that Jean’s husband could no longer perform properly due to ill health.

Once Jean had finished rinsing Scott’s legs she delicately dried them and then expertly dressed the wounds.

‘Seems like you know what you doing.’ Scott said gratefully.

‘Yes dear, I used to be a nurse in my younger days.’

Jean thought it was her imagination but the bulge in Scott’s cycling shorts was getting bigger.

‘Surely this lovely young man isn’t being turned on by an ancient old crone like me?’

Once the dressings were completed they both went into the kitchen.

‘I have some cash I can give you for your bike. I think it’s in this drawer here.’ Jean said.

‘Don’t worry about giving me any money.’ Scott replied.

‘Are you sure? I feel like I should give you something.’

‘Well, there is something you could give me.’ Scott eryaman escort bayan said smirking.

Jean looked down at Scott’s bulge. She was right it was getting bigger, it was now nearly a full erection.

‘And what might that be young man?’

‘I think you know what.’

‘You do realise that I’m at least 40 years older than you?’

‘I don’t care, I’ve always liked older women.’

Scott stepped towards Jean and started to kiss her passionately on the mouth. Jean hadn’t been kissed like this since her early 20’s. Scott grabbed her waist and pushed her towards the kitchen work surface. Jean could feel his rock hard erection against her flabby belly. Scott pulled his top over his head and revealed his muscular torso. Jean ran her hands over Scott’s hairy chest. Scott quickly undid the buttons of Jean’s blouse and helped her out of it. The Bra Jean was wearing wasn’t particularly sexy or flattering but Scott could see that they were holding back some very impressive breasts. He then started to undo Jean’s skirt and let it fall to the floor revealing some rather large ‘granny’ knickers. This seemed to drive Scott wild and began kissing her with even more vigour and running his hands all over her body. Scott didn’t care that Jean had scars and stretch marks or flabby thighs and thread veins. He couldn’t get enough of her elderly body.

‘I think maybe I should help you out of your shorts?’ Jean said.

She pulled Scott’s lycra shorts down to his ankles. His huge weapon sprang out and stood proudly erect almost touching his belly. Jean got down on her knees and held the throbbing young cock in her hands. It felt so good. The head of Scott’s cock was glistening escort eryaman with pre-cum and Jean felt like he could explode all over her face at any moment. She would have enjoyed it if he had, but she wanted some fun first. She gently wanked his cock, Scott groaned and then forced his cock into Jean’s mouth. Jean had never taken such a big dick and began to gag. She soon got into the swing of things and began to enjoy the gagging sensation and started to suck and slurp on his rod like there was no tomorrow.

Scott wasn’t sure how much longer he could last so he told Jean to stop and get up off the floor. He reached around Jean’s back ad undid her Bra. Jean’s large breasts fell down and nearly rested on her plump belly.

‘Wow, you have amazing tits.’ Scott said breathlessly.

Scott began to suck on Jean’s huge saggy tits and then gently bite her erect nipples.

Jean couldn’t take anymore.

‘You really need to fuck me now!’ She demanded.

Scott didn’t need any encouragement and quickly pushed Jean on to the kitchen floor and spread her legs apart.

‘Oh God!’ Jean yelled as Scott thrust his cock into her wet cunt.

‘Fuck me!’

Fuck me, harder, harder!

Scott obliged and fucked Jean’s old pussy like there was no tomorrow. He managed to get Jean’s elderly legs over his shoulders so he could fuck her deeper. This drove Jean wild and it wasn’t long before she had her first orgasm. It was probably the most intense and powerful orgasm she had ever had. Better than the orgasms she had with her husband when they were in their prime.

As the orgasm subsided she could sense that Scott was about to cum.

‘Oh fuck!’ He yelled.

Scott pumped his youthful seed deep into Jean’s ancient pussy.

‘Wow, that was a lot!’ Jean said as they both lay together on the kitchen floor.

‘I’m still hard, I wanna give you another load.’ Scott replied.

Jean couldn’t believe her luck.