“Come on, baby. Give me that cum. I want that fucking cum,” said the six-foot blonde.
She was one of the sexiest women that Vince had ever seen in his 50 years of life. Decades ago, he would never have been able to get a woman this attractive. It’s amazing what success can do for a man.
Vince had made a career of the military. He served in infantry throughout most of it. His career lasted 30 years since he was 18 years old. Now in his second year of retirement, he just wanted to have as much fun as humanly possible.
Crystal was one of the many ways of accomplishing that. She towered over him at six feet tall. He was only 5-foot-8, but he loved taller women, and he especially loved young women.
Crystal was a high-priced whore, but Vince had acquired a gift during his last ten years in the military in which he left the physically demanding role of infantryman to become a recruiter. He had the gift of gab. He could talk anyone into doing anything he wanted without giving the slightest hint that he was manipulating them.
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Crystal wanted $1,000 for the night. Vince charmed her for two hours while intoxicating her with glasses of expensive Courvoisier Cognac until she was tipsy and horny like a Spring Break tramp, so horny that she was willing to settle for $50.
They arrived back at his condo about twenty minutes later. Crystal was sucking his cock through the whole ride home. As soon as they entered the house, they went to the bedroom. She pushed him on the bed and started ripping his clothes off. She rode him like a bronco while clawing at his chest with her long, painted nails.
Vince’s cock was hard as a brick, but then, without warming, it started to go limp while Crystal was riding him. No, not again, thought Vince. His cock popped right out. She put it back in and it popped out again as soon as she started moving.
She managed to get him hard again after sucking his cock. She lay on her back and Vince rammed her shaven cunt with aggression. He was so hard his cock was throbbing inside of her. Crystal screamed as she wrapped her legs around this older gentleman, surprised at the amount of energy he had.
The bed was rocking and banging against the wall. Her twat was oozing pussy juice all over Vince’s hard cock. She felt his balls smacking hard against her ass. She had a powerful orgasm as Vince’s muscular frame continued to pound on her tender pussy hole.
She felt his cock start to go limp again inside of her. She smiled and asked, “Did ya cum, sweetie?”
“No,” said Vince, disappointment obvious in his voice.
She rolled them over so she could be on top. She kissed his belly, bit his thigh, and started sucking on Vince’s limp cock. “Come on, baby. Give me that cum. I want that fucking cum,” she said.
She even licked his balls but old Vince’s cock didn’t seem to be responding. “Oh, please, baby. Give it to; I need it. You know I need it. ” He was limp so she was able to swallow the whole cock and both balls in one gulp. A minute went by, then another minute and another minute—still the same floppy cock.
Vince pushed her head away and started to get dressed. Crystal could see that his pride was hurt. She tried to make him feel better. She said, “It’s okay, sweetie. It’s bound to happen to all men once in a while.”
“That’s the problem. It doesn’t happen once in a while. It happens every time.”
She gasped, said, “Get out of here. You mean you’ve never been able to cum?”
“Just get dressed.”
Vince dug a 50-dollar bill out of his wallet and tossed it on the bed. Crystal stuffed it into her bra when she was fully dressed. Vince led her to the door and opened it for her. She said, “Maybe next time, huh?”
“There won’t be a next time,” said Vince as he shut the door in her face and locked it.
Straight to the liquor cabinet is where he went next. He poured himself a double shot of Vodka, downed half of it in one gulp and staggered back to the bed. He watched the ceiling become fuzzy as the alcohol took effect. He yawned and reached into his pants.
Visions of his army days started replaying in his mind. His fondest memories were of Germany. That was a man in uniform’s dream cum true. German women were eazy when it came to US soldiers. Their husbands didn’t get jealous either. Once, a man in a pub had paid him $20 to have sex with his wife while he watched because he felt he was too drunk to fuck her himself. Germany was a splendid place, in deed.
Vince massaged his hard cock. The thought of fucking that man’s tanned wife had brought the life back into it. He thought of how shocked he was when the man had made the offer. They usually only made these kinds of offers to black men.
He stroked his cock vigorously as he replayed the events in his mind’s eye. He thought of the look on the woman’s face when her husband walked through the door with him and said, “I’m too drunk tonight. He is fucking you; I will watch.” Her face was blank and she nodded her head as if this was something they did all time.
He started humping his hand as he thought of the way she laid back and lifted her panties up and off her body, revealing a hairy, wet pussy. They didn’t shave back then like they do now. All women had hairy muffs back then. He felt an orgasm brewing inside as he thought of the way he fucked her horny cunt with gusto as her husband ran around the house naked cheering him on.
A load of hot spunk shot into the air. Most of it landed on his stomach and hands. He reached for the box of tissue that he kept next to his bed for this purpose and wiped it away.
Why? Vince thought as he finished the remainder of his drink. Why can’t I have ever have an orgasm unless I’m masturbating? I’ve been like this since I started watching porn two years ago after I retired and had all that extra money to spend on personal pleasures.
As he drifted off into a drunken sleep, the answer suddenly surfaced in his head. Watching so much pornography had made him a voyeur who was so in love with watching other people fuck that he couldn’t have an orgasm any other way.
Vince was a happy man as he drifted off to sleep. He’d finally figured out a way to get his kicks and he was going to get started on it first thing tomorrow morning.
THE PLAN
Vince woke up and headed straight for his computer. He did a search to find men who were looking to get into porn films and/or modeling that lived in the Florida area. There were plenty of them. Actually, there were way too many of them so he narrowed it down by searching for men with portfolios.
The first that caught his eye was a man named Kevin. He had a handsome face with dark features—long black hair and a black goatee. He had a medium sized build.
He set up a meeting with Kevin and told him what his plans were over lunch. He explained that he was a lonely old man who just wanted to make some amateur videos of women getting fucked in a care while they rode down the street. The videos were for his own personal enjoyment and the young man would be able to make some extra money just to get his dick sucked.
“Sounds good,” said Kevin. “Where’s the chick you want me to bang?”
A huge smile appeared on Vince’s face. He said, “That’s the beauty of it, son. I don’t know who the woman’s going to be because we—you, me, and whoever I get to drive the car—have to go out and find her.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“I mean I’m not going to hire a woman to fuck you. That would be boring. If I was gonna do that, I could simply subscribe to an adult web site and save myself the bother. No, what we’re gonna do is we’re gonna ride around until we find a woman that you think you might wanna put your boner in, and then we’re gonna talk her into fucking you right there on the spot while we drive down I-95 on the express ramp while I tape the whole thing.” Vince smiled, leaned forward, and extended his hand. “How’s that sound?”
Kevin was silent as he took it all in. Then he returned Vince’s smile and said, “Sounds like a plan to me.” They shook hands; the hunt was on.
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