Seventy years Old Mary's first cock in years

I’ve lived next door to old Mary for many years; from the day I moved in, we became good friends. I have always made time for her if she needed anything and always made sure she was okay.
She had lived alone since her husband died ten years ago, and she always kept herself to herself.
Never wanting to pry, I could always tell in her voice that she was lonely, so our little chats over the fence became somewhat of a comfort to her.
Since my divorce, she has been the only source of adult conversation I had, which for me just made each day bearable.
I have been divorced for a while, so I know how lonely it can be when there is just you in the house.
I am in my fifties, and because of my job, I do not get the chance to even try and meet anyone new, so for now I just sit and drink myself stupid most weekends.

Then something happened I didn't expect: I was sat in my garden just soaking up some sun when Mary leant on the fence and shouted me over.
"Can you help me, please? My powers have gone off and I can't finish my washing." She said.
Never wanting to not help, I knew her fuse had gone, so I replied,
"No problem, I will pop round and take a look.”
Entering her house for the first time, I noticed how neat and tidy everything was, the sense of everything needing to be in its place with old ornaments everywhere, asking to see her fuse box to see if I could sort the problem for her.
"It's the fuse that's tripped, Mary; all sorted," I said as the power came back on.
"Thank you ever so much for that. I'm totally lost when it comes to those sorts of things. My husband used to be the fixer, but it's down to me now."
"You're welcome, Mary; not a problem anytime, okay?"
We stood chatting for a while on her landing when I noticed that her bedroom door was open, again her bedroom was neat and tidy with the bed well made, but the one thing that struck me was at the side of her bed, you could see a large collection of sex toys all stood neatly in a row with some rather large ones of
various sizes.
What struck me the most for a woman of her age, I am guessing now well into her seventies, maybe early eighties, was that she still wanted to pleasure herself.
When she realised that I had seen the toys, she seemed a little embarrassed, but what she said next I did not expect.
Sorry, I should have closed my door; I didn't expect you to see those,"she said very sheepishly.
"It's totally ok, Mary; it's actually nice to see someone your age still wanting to pleasure yourself." I said.
"Well, it's all I have now; don't get a chance of anything different nowadays.”
That comment nearly floored me; it made me smile that she came out with it, but we laughed and made our way to her kitchen.
She offered to make me a cuppa, so we sat chatting for some time. I did not broach the subject of her toys in case I embarrassed her, but Mary was not a person to she any kind of embarrassment; if she wanted to say something, she didn’t mince her words.
"I hope you don't think I'm too old to want sex; those toys are all I have now. My husband and I loved to have sex a lot, but now he's gone, all I can do is use those bloody things."
We both laughed, and all I could do was agree that not having sex is a pain, but what can you do if you do not have a partner?
She then surprised me by asking when was the last time I had a home-cooked meal. "Not in a year, Mary, since my wife left."
"How about coming around Saturday? I will cook us both a roast as a thank you for fixing my fuse, and I won't take no for an answer."
"How can I refuse a roast? I would love it too,"I said.
When I made my way home, those thoughts of Mary lying on her bed using one of her toys were an image I did not expect to have.

The weekend came, and I thought that Mary’s roast was something I had looked forward to all week.
Picking up the bottle of wine I bought, I made my way over to Mary’s house.
The smell of cooking greeted me at the door, Mary stood in her floral summer dress as she Ushered me into the lounge and I presented her with wine, the smile on her face and said it all, “ I love wine thank you,” she said.

"Take a seat,” she said. "Dinner won't be long."
After ten minutes, we sat down to the best roast I had had in the year, thanking her. She poured wine and chatted all evening.
The one thing that struck me was Mary’s conversation skills, she would talk about anything and everything, I guess for us both it seemed very refreshing that we got on so well.
As the evening progressed the wine flowed as they say.
Then Mary brought up the subject of her sex toys that I had seen earlier.
She once again apologised that I had seen them but I could tell the wine may be having some sort of affect on her as well as myself.
“Mary, it's fine, okay, like I said, if those things give you some pleasure, then there is no need for an apology.”
It was then I could tell the wine was having an affect on her when she just came out with “ To be honest, they don't have the same effect as a man's cock pounding the hell out of your pussy." She said.
Again taken aback by her comment all I could do was knod in agreement.
Something about her comments made me wonder if sex for her was far more important than she was letting on, this old lady still wanting to fuck at her age, and the fact she uses vibrators, made me think it's a shame she was on her own.
She then made an excuse to go to the loo, and I guess the amount of wine we had affected her more than I had.
On her return, as she came back into the room I noticed that her dress was tucked into her knickers, she then bent over to pick up something, I was surprised to see that she was wearing a very revealing pair of see-through panties.
Not wanting to embarrass her, I just said,
“Mary, you might want to just pull your dress down a bit."
"Turning to me, she realised her predicament and quickly tidied herself up.
Thinking she would be shocked at what I had seen, she said,
“ Oops, sorry, it's been a while since anyone's seen me in my underwear,”.
"It's been a while since I've seen a woman's underwear let alone ones like yours." I said.
We both just burst out laughing as she tidied herself up but
As we chatted, I noticed my cock started to bulge in my pants; the sight of Mary's underwear just seemed to set it off, as my cock stiffened I had to adjust myself in my seat so Mary didn't notice my predicament.
Mary though did happen to see and again piped up,” oh my looks like someone's joining the party,” she said.
"Well, at least it still works." I replied.
"It looks as big as one of my toys, from what I can tell,” she said.
Looking down at my now large bulge in my pants I replied
"Maybe but Also, it doesn't need batteries," I said laughingly.
Our conversations becoming rather erotic, and she asked me again something I didn't expect.
"I haven't seen one of those in years Would you mind if I could see it? I would understand if you said no, but it's been years since I've seen a real mans cock”.
I think the wine was beginning to have an affect on me when all I could say was.
"Mary, after that meal and your wonderful company, you can ask for anything”.
Standing up, I unzipped my trousers, and my 8-inch solid cock flopped out in front of Mary's face.
"My god, that's huge, and it looks so hard. Can I touch it?"
Nervously, I said, "Go for it."
With that, I felt Mary's warm hand cradle my hard shaft; to be honest, it's been so long that any woman's been near it that her touches felt amazing.
Watching this old lady hold my cock, the look on her face said it all, “ it’s been so long since I’ve held one,,” she said.
It was then I felt her fingers gently grip my hard shaft as I watched her slowly start to rub it with both hands.
“ oh my, it feel wonderful, thank you so much for reminding me what it feels like to hold one again,”. She said.
Standing in front of this old lady watching her holding my eight inch cock and how she was revelling in what she was doing made me realise how much she really missed being with a man.

Still, I couldn't believe what she was doing. Looking down at her, I said, “ You okay, Mary?” “It's bigger than I thought,” she said.
“Well, if you keep doing what you’re doing, you are going to get a faceful,” I replied.
It was then I could feel her grip tighten slightly and rub a little harder.
“Be careful, Mary, if you carry, I'm going to cum at this rate.”
“Oh, please do, I would love to see that again,” she said.
Still, she kept pumping my cock. I didn't have the heart to stop her, so I let her just continue.
I did my best to try not to shoot any cum, but the way she was rubbing me, I felt it was inevitable if she carried on.
“Mary, I'm going to shoot,” I cried.
It was then she just stopped, loosening her grip. I felt my orgasm subside.
“It would be a waste of cum if you came, don't you think,” she said.
“I know I’m not much to look at, but holding your cock reminds me of what it used to feel like when it was inside my pussy.”
Surprised, I looked at her, saying, “ What do you mean as in sex?” I said.
“ yes sex, It just seems a waste, to shoot cum over my hands that's all. It’s hard and needs a pussy, don’t you think?”
I couldn't believe what she was asking of me. This old lady wants me to fuck her, and I'm stood in her living room with her hands wrapped around my cock, trying to decide whether to grant her wishes.
Then the thought struck me. She hasn't had sex in years. Yes, she’s old, but I bet her pussy would be as tight as hell.
She still looks in good shape, maybe a little chubby, and a nice pair of tits still looking firm even at her age.
I couldn’t believe what I was about to say to her. I looked down, and still, she had my cock in her hands.
The realisation even for me that I hadn’t fucked anyone since my ex-wife left, that was over a year ago, and now I’ve got this old woman in front of me asking me for sex.
If I hadn’t got a hard-on and she wasn’t holding my cock, which I must say would have shot cum over her face if she had continued rubbing it as she was doing, the thought then turned to should I or shouldn’t I.
“You sure it's what you want, Mary?” I asked.
“Well, it's a very strange after-dinner request, but as you’re already holding my cock, I guess I could,” I said.
“I know I'm old and not much to look at,” she said.
“Look, Mary, it’s not about looks or age, okay? It’s about still wanting to have sex. That’s all that matters,” I said.
She smiled at me, saying, “You sure you don't mind?” “Mary, it’s fine, I would be happy to, ok”.
With that, she smiled at me, then letting my cock loose, we both made our way to Mary’s bedroom. Standing by the bed, she just turned to me, saying, “Can we just dispense with any pleasantries and just have sex? I don't normally do things like this, and the fact you want to have sex with me means so much to me,” she said.
“If that's what you want, Mary, that's okay with me,” I replied.
What struck me the most was her eagerness; she just promptly stripped off, dropping her panties and unclamping her bra, which just fell to the floor.
Climbing onto her bed, she just laid back and just opened her legs, no fuss, no embarrassment, just waited for me to climb aboard and have sex with her.

Looking down at her laid there, I noticed she was in good shape for a woman her age, nothing saggy with a nice pair of breasts and still a good bit of bush covering her pussy.
“God, I'm nervous,” she said, “it's been so long since I've had sex that I'm hoping I can remember how it feels.”
“We can stop if you want,” I said. “Christ, no chance. I want to feel that cock of yours in my pussy.”
“Ok well it's going to be, trust me,” I said.
“Would you mind putting some lube on your cock? I might be a bit dry as it's been a while.”
With that, she rubbed a small amount of her lube on my cock, saying, “That better, it will make it a lot easier.”
I still couldn’t believe what I was about to do; fucking my old neighbour wasn't something I thought would ever happen.
Looking down at her naked body, her legs wide open, ready to revive my throbbing cock, her pink, untouched pussy just open and waiting to be satisfied.
“You ready?” I said. “My god, I'm ready,” she replied.
With that, I climbed onto her bed and moved between her legs, placing my arms either side of her body. I guided my cock towards her open pussy.
As I knew she might be very tight through lack of use, I gently just nuzzled my tip against her opening, not wanting to rush things. I gently allowed my tip to gently part her pussy lips.
She looked up at me and gave a gasp as she placed her hands on my shoulders. I looked down at her, saying, “You okay? You still want this.”
“Just take it steady. It’s been so long since any cocks have been anywhere near me,” she said.
Well, all I could do then was push in and see how she felt.
Leaning in, my cock slid inside Mary’s opening. The lube she put on allowed me to slide inside her far more easily than I thought.
“My god, I had forgotten how this feels. I've wanted this for so long.”
“I'm not hurting you, am I?” I said. Christ, no, could you just hold it in for a while? I just want to enjoy this moment.”
Still hovering over her body, I held my cock in place for her to feel for the first time a cock inside her.
Looking at her face, the sheer delight that she was having sex was evident. Her eyes closed as she just enjoyed the fact she had my cock nearly all the way up this woman’s old pussy.
Myself, I couldn't believe we were in this position. I was fucking my neighbour, and as I hadn't had sex either in so long, I was going to make sure I enjoyed it as much as she seemed to be.
Feeling my cock now all the way inside her, I felt I shouldn't rush things. “My god, that feels so amazing. Way better than my toys,” she said.
Smiling at her, I slowly slid out a little then back in.
She started to softly groan with each soft push as I slowly started to have sex with her as she wanted.
This woman was taking my cock like a pro; even at her age, you could tell she was enjoying being fucked again.
With both of her hands still on my shoulder and the sight of her breasts gently bouncing in time with my thrusts, I began to enjoy the sensation of my cock in Mary’s tight pussy.
The enjoyment we were both having was evident as the sounds of her moans and my balls slapping against her echoed around the room.
Still not wanting to go in too hard or going too deep as not to hurt her, I started to pick up the pace a little. “You still ok Mary?” I said.” god your cocks amazing; I can feel every inch of you inside me. You can go a little harder; I don't mind it hard.” She said.
“Me neither, Mary,” I replied.
With both our bodies now rhythmically in tune, I started to fuck her pussy just a bit harder. I could feel myself slipping deeper into her with each hard thrust of my cock.
“Bloody hell, Mary, your pussy feels so tight,” I said.
She then seemed to lift her waist up slightly to allow me to sink deeper into her pussy. At the same time, I groaned as she did at the way our bodies just kept going.
It was then I felt the sitting of my orgasm. I was about to fill Mary's pussy with a load of my cum but wanted to make sure she would get the full experience before I did.
She then looked up at me as I'm pumping her pussy. “I can feel myself wanting to cum,” she said.
“Well, at this rate, Mary, you’re going to get a load from me when you do,” “ my god, please don’t stop, go harder, I’m going to cum,” she begged.
With that, I went for it. I let every inch of my cock penetrate her pussy harder and as deep as I could.
She then let out the loudest groan, feeling her body twitch under me. Her pussy just seemed to open further to revive my full load of cum.
Her orgasm just made her stiffen under me while I suddenly shot my full load deep inside her.
I grunted loudly in tune with her groans, we both came together and made sure we both got the most from the thrill of having sex together.

We stayed locked together for a while until both our orgasms subsided.
Then after a good minute, I withdrew my now whitling cock from her, again she gasped as she felt my hot cum start to dribble from her spent pussy.
Lifting herself up onto her elbows she looked across at me saying” my god you are good, it's the best fuck I've had in ages or should I say the only fuck I've had in ages.”
“I thought I would never get the chance again to have sex,” she said.
“To be honest may that pussy of yours deserves sex, and as much as much as any woman.”.
Smiling at me she said” well it needs sex even as old as I am.”
Standing up off the bed, my limp wet cock hung down between my legs, Mary’s open legs still splayed out as she recovered from the fucking she had just had.
“ that was amazing, my pussy is tingling so much after that and I can feel your cum inside me, something I didn’t think I would ever feel again,” she said.
“ well I aim to please Mary,” “ oh you pleased me so much,” she said.
It was then I felt my cock start to stiffen again, the sight of Marys naked body once again causing my cock to start to stiffen.
“ my word it doesn’t take you long” “ can’t help it, looking at you lying there all naked,” I said.
“Well could I have it again, if you don't mind,” she said.
“ ok well at the rate this things going I might have to,” I said.
“ promise me one thing though,” “What's that,” I asked.
“ this time I want you to do your worst, I might be old but I love it a lot harder and deeper than last time, “
“ you sure” I said.
“ oh I'm well sure,”
With that I climbed back onto her bed, and this I made sure I fucked her as hard as she wanted me too, no holding back, I went at her pussy like a bloody piston, fucking her pussy with as much cock as I could.
After we had finished I left Mary to recover, she was the most grateful person I had ever met.
The next few months turned out to be the most fun I had had in years, Mary just wanted sex most days, if she did I gave it to her, if I did she opened her legs for me whenever I needed sex.
It became a ritual of sorts, she made me happy and I made sure she was as happy aswell.