Date: Wed, 10 May 2006 10:03:52 +0300
From: CHRISTY MARS <hopladamos@hotmail.com>
Subject: NASTY GRANNY (fisting)

	It was a very hot day in Guatemala. The invisible God Sun was
scorching relentlessly the arid land and the hapless citizens, who were
running panic-stricken, desperately seeking a shady refuge. Even the dogs
in the streets had withdrawn long time ago, lugging slowly their tired
limbs, one after another, carrying away the burden of their existence.

Veronica was sitting on her brown leather armchair, sweating and breathing
heavily. Her tiny peacock-blue bikini was soaking wet and her black
stiletto high heels reflected the sunlight which was coming through the
blinds. Thick beads of sweat had taken shape on her face and perspiration
was trickling down her freckled cleavage. She was working on her laptop and
speaking at the same time to her friend Carolina on Msn messenger.

They had been friends and lovers for many years and used to share their
sexual fantasies both on bed and online. Hardcore lesbians as they were,
they had tried every fetish you could imagine. However, the only thing that
could turn them on so hard and absolute had been and was anal fisting.

Veronica would never forget the first time Carolina had fisted her tight
ass. The pain had been so intense and immense that she had been crying her
heart out for hours. Once Carolina had inserted two fingers in her rear end
and started pushing them inside, it felt good-at that moment. Her husband
used to abuse her dark hole when she had her period and two fingers inside
her butt had never been a problem. Actually, she always enjoyed having her
hubby's thick tool deep inside her "forbidden path"; she would never stop
rocking her pelvis very fast up and down, roughly milking, that way, his
stiff mast with her muscular fatless buttocks, even after his orgasm, until
it waned into nothing more than a drained innocuous small worm. But when
Carolina managed to add a third and forth finger inside, she had screamed
and almost passed out.

Carolina had never been a person who would take a "no" for answer and
therefore, she had proceeded in shoving her right palm in Veronica's
overstretched rectum, despite her pathetic cries for help. Veronica
remembered very well the way she had been squirming in agony like an
impaled snake, clenching the sheets with her fists and banging her head on
the pillow, for many minutes, until a thunderous orgasm knocked her out
unconscious.

Veronica at her 55 looked no more than 35 years old. Of course the wrinkles
on her face, hands and neck would definitely betray her true age;
nevertheless the sight of her firm fatless body would send any previous
impressions to the litter-bin in a fraction of a second. She was 5'2''
tall, with 32 C cup size and weighed 128 pounds. The features of her face
were rather classical for her nationality, reminiscent of Incas; her
hawkish eyes were black and sharp, her hunched nose was thin and she had a
boyish haircut-the hair was dyed red. Her figure was slim and athletic and
her legs were rather short in comparison with her body. She had divorced
her husband a few years ago and had a daughter-36 years old Carolyn-and two
granddaughters-13 years old Amber and 9 years old Vero.

Carolina had come across some incest pictures in the net and was showing
them to Veronica. Veronica had stopped her work and was looking at them
while still chatting with her. There were various poses with older females
involved in oral action with youngsters, two of which had attracted
Veronica's attention.

The first one had a totally surprised 13 years old naked boy standing up
with hands on the waist. His 35 years old mommy, with eyes closed and hands
on her knees, was knelt before him-her straight brown shoulder length hair
was parted in the middle; she had a pearl necklace around her neck and was
dressed in a black evening gown-and had sweetly trapped the tip of her
son's erected small dick between her scarlet lips.

The other one was the close-up of a 14 years old boy's crotch who was laid
on a carpet. His legs were spread apart and the pelvis was lifted 3 inches
above the ground. His 40 years old blonde mommy-completely naked, with eyes
half closed and her sweaty matted hair disturbed and messy-was laid on her
right side and had her head rested on his tummy. Her right hand -very
inconvenient; someone would expect the other one- had cupped his testicles
and the super red bulge of the very well-salivated pole was leaned lazily
towards her wide opened mouth, while a thick crust of musky milky semen
covered her lips and the tip of the nose.

Veronica had already placed her right hand inside her bikini and was
rubbing slowly her shaved slit when the door bell rang. At first she tried
to ignore it but the bell-sound kept piercing her ears and nerves. Upset
and furious to the highest degree she got up and went to answer the
door. At the door stood a 14 years old girl dressed in white t-shirt and
shorts.

Veronica: "What do you want Marietta?"

Marietta: "I am very sorry Miss Veronica. I didn't mean to bother you but
my mother sent me to ask you if you could give us a cup of sugar. She is
making a cake and unfortunately we run out of it."

Veronica: "You always find the right moment to disturb me Marietta. You
could have come an hour later than that. Can't you see I am
busy?...Damn!...Step inside young lady."

Marietta: "It isn't my fault Miss. My mother sent me and..."

Veronica: "I know very well you and your mother, Marietta. You are always
bugging me with your nonsense. I wonder what you mother told you this
time."

Marietta: "Eeeemm...She said: "Why don't you go to that old lady and bring
me some sugar for my cake?" That was exactly her words."

Veronica: "OLD LADY? OLD? Did she say that?"

Marietta: "Exactly Miss."

Veronica: "The filthy bitch! She always envied my class and body. She may
be younger than me but never took care of her body and now looks like a fat
cow. She never believed that I would have the guts to divorce my husband
and live my life the way I wanted. Tell me Marietta, does your mother have
the body I got? Are her tits firm and bulky as mine? Tell me the truth. I
have noticed the way you are looking at my breasts."

Having said that Veronica lifted her arms and entwined her fingers behind
her head, forcing her breasts to perk up and show their true power. She
sucked her tummy in and her hands slowly traced the curves of her bulky
breasts and then continued down along her stomach and around her wide hips.
After that, she turned around, straddling her legs for better balance, and
flexed the muscles of her back and ass. Her hands stroked many times her
hard-as-rock muscular back orbs and then her agile fingers tucked the rest
of her bikini into her back slit, leaving only a thick line of fabric to
protrude. As if it wasn't enough, she began-teasingly-bending over very
slowly, exposing and parting her magnificent ass and crotch inch by
inch. By the time she completed her movement her hands were touching her
ankles. She, then, slid her palms along her stringy calves, fondled the
back of her thighs and went on to part wide her "muzzled"-the fabric had
split it in two-labia, constantly looking at Marietta through her straddled
legs.

Veronica: "What do you say now, young lady?"

Marietta: "Miss Veronica you make me blush! Ummm...what I should say?...I
suppose you have..."

Veronica: "I see that you are a doubting Thomas. So, you don't believe
me...Come on now and touch them! Feel them and tell me your opinion or else
I wont give you the sugar."

Marietta: "But...but..."

Veronica: 'Shut up girl and do as I tell you. I'll make it easy for you."

Veronica leaned forward and protruded the bulk of her breasts with a
teasing smile on her face. Marietta had frozen in her position and couldn't
move a muscle as the image of the horny old lady, being scantily dressed
and drenched in sweet glistening sweat, was absolutely
irresistible. Veronica uncovered her nipples, by dragging the fabric of the
bra underneath her breasts, and began stroking and rubbing them slowly.

Marietta, as if she were in trance, raised her hands in slow motion and
cupped Veronica's erected nipples. Veronica let out a soft moan and put her
own hands on Marietta's and started to move them in lingering circles.
Marietta expected to find them shaggy and very soft but she got surprised
by the fact that besides being shapely, they were firm too-in some degree
of course. They were slippery, fleshy and very warm and she could feel the
engorged nipples poking the soft flesh of her palms like ultra sharp
arrowheads.

Veronica placed her hands on Marietta's head and began to caress her curly
shoulder length black hair. Marietta was gradually putting aside her
earlier inhibitions and started to get bolder as the scene had stimulated
her senses to the highest degree. It was as if she were in heaven; she
couldn't stop weighing those severely used balloons on her hands, kneading,
massaging and squeezing at her heart's content. She even found the courage
to roll Veronica's brown swollen nipples between her thumbs and index
fingers, over and over, not missing the opportunity to pinch them hard each
time.

Veronica: "Ohhh God!!!...You are a little animal, aren't you?...Mmmm...I
like it rough...Don't stop please...Put them in your mouth, you hungry
beast...Come on now...Don't be afraid to hurt me...Suck my inflamed
nipples...Bite them!...You naughty girl...show mommy how you do
it...Aouch!!...Keep on...If you stop now, I'll strangle you...I
swear...Aaaah..."

Marietta couldn't believe in her ears but she had no reason to protest. The
moans, coming out from Veronica's semi opened mouth, the scent of her
sweaty body, along with the desperate pleas to abuse her sensitive spots
without remorse, had resulted in Marietta's wildest arousal. An arousal so
undeniable and imperative that the cells inside her sopping little slit
were whimpering their urgent need for immediate relief like forsaken
babies.

She opened her baby mouth and stuck out her little red tongue, while
Veronica was pulling impatiently the head on her naked breasts. Marietta,
hesitatingly, licked the skin around Veronica's left aureole and tasted the
salty flavor of her sweat. She, shyly, passed her tongue over the engorged
nipple and then she tickled it with the tip of her tongue. Veronica was too
aroused to withstand such a timid treatment and immediately she grabbed her
left tit, from under, and forced it into Marietta's half-opened mouth. She
started feeding the hapless teen with her breast, by shoving it deep into
her mouth.

Marietta closed her lips around the basis of the nipple and started sucking
it as if she were a sex-starved leech. Veronica was moaning and groaning
like a pregnant mother who is expecting her child in any moment, as her
right hand was working overtime over the fabric of her crotch. Marietta
couldn't help herself and she bit the nipple hard. Veronica cursed her
fate; nevertheless she urged her not to stop.

Having stabilized the grip of her teeth around Veronica's abused nipple,
Marietta, started to flick her tongue over the tip of the nipple like a
humming bird. Veronica was shaking her body like a spoilt fidgety child and
when Marietta bit the nipple harder and pulled her head away, without
leaving it, she threw back her head and screamed her orgasm out.

Marietta: "Are...are you...alright Miss Veronica? I didn't mean to hurt
you...I swear God!...but...you kept provoking me to do so...Oh my God...I
hope you are alright..."

Veronica: "Oh my God...Oh my God...I have never felt like this in my whole
life...Look at my hands...I'm still shaking...I see exploding stars
everywhere...Dammit girl... you are very good...Now its my turn..."

Marietta: "Oh no! Please let me go. My mother will be looking for me right
now...Give me the cup of sugar and please don't tell mommy..."

Veronica: "No way! You'll do as I say or else I'll tell your mom what you
did to me. Take off your clothes and underwear, straddle your legs and look
at the wall over there. Support yourself with hands on the wall...NOW!"

Marietta: "Oh no...Nooo...What are you going to do to me?...You are scaring
me..."

Veronica: "You are really silly, aren't you? I'm going to give you a very
exquisite treatment... You are going to love it...Don't you think that I
know exactly what is happening inside your pants right now?"

Marietta: "I don't want it! I'm leaving right now!"

Veronica: "As you like. I'm picking up the phone..."

Marietta stared Veronica in the eyes, with her puppy eyes full of tears,
for quite some time and realized that her appeal wouldn't stand a
chance. She let out a deep sigh and took off her white t-shirt. Veronica
put down the phone and waited there, looking hungrily at her prey.

Marietta unclasped her A cup bra and put it on a chair, exposing her virgin
budding breasts, whose nipples, strangely, stuck out like small cherries.
Veronica passed her tongue over her upper lip, sweeping the beads of sweat
which had collected there, and pinched her aching nipples hard, once more.

Marietta dragged her shorts down to the floor and stepped out of them. She
turned around, bent over and slipped her pants down to her ankles, exposing
her boyish-butt and tight-lipped vulva. After getting rid of the last trace
of her dignity, she faced the nearest wall, straddled her legs and
supported herself by putting her palms there.

Veronica approached her from behind and kissed her magnificent hair,
inhaling their aroma as deep as she could. Her hands went on Marietta's
breasts and cupped them carefully. Using her nose and chin, she put aside
Marietta's curly hair, exposing her right ear and side-neck. She kissed the
right-shoulder tenderly, while her hands were running along Marietta's
nipples, tummy and hips.

Marietta shuddered with delight and closed her eyes, as she was enjoying
the feeling of being there, totally naked and helpless in the hands of that
weird mature woman, who, obviously, knew exactly what to do. Veronica
nibbled her way around Marietta's little red ear and then put the earlobe
between her lips. She trapped Marietta's nipples between the intersection
of her index and middle fingers and squeezed them hard, forcing them to
bulge above her knuckles, swallowing, at the same time, the earlobe deep in
her mouth.

Marietta moaned loudly and immediately felt a velvet stream of honey juices
trickling down her inner thighs and along her calves; she just couldn't
quit scratching the surface of her lower lip with her white teeth, as she
had never been so wet and aroused throughout her entire life.

Veronica stuck her body on Marietta's, pressing her breasts against her
back, and plunged her experienced tongue inside the ear-hole. She started
moving it inside out the hole, kneading Marietta's left breast with the
left hand and rubbing her little crotch with the other. Marietta was
trembling and wriggling furiously as if she was following the rhythm of
some kind of an exotic dance, twisting her upper body left and right in
sharp turns, swaying her hips like a belly-dancer and bucking her bum like
an untamed mare.

Suddenly, Veronica knelt down and positioned herself between Marietta's
straddled legs, right under her crotch. She raised her head and put her
wide tongue on the bottom of Marietta's wet slit. By pressing her tongue
against the hairless pussylips, she proceeded in sliding it upwards, slowly
separating the burning lips, going all the way up to the clit.

Marietta: "Aaaaah...What are you doing to me Miss Veronica?...My God...I
can't control myself...Be careful Miss...I'm going to cum...You must take
your mouth away from cunnie...I...I don't want...to flood your mouth with
my "dirty" juices...Please Miss...I'm so close...HURRY UP!..."

Veronica: "Shut up little girl...I have been doing this in all my life...I
know what I'm doing...Let me see what you are made of...Give it to me...
Surprise me...Don't keep it for yourself...Share it with me...Come on
now...CUM NOW!..."

Veronica stuck her lips on Marietta's exploding vulva as if she were
kissing her lover, mouth to mouth, and waited for the inevitable cataclysm
of celestial bliss...

END.

Written by Christy Mars Copyright 2006
Especially made for 55 years old Veronica (Guatemala)