Old Black people should also benefit from white surrender

Yeah, sure people become issues with their health when they get older… but there are still people with dreams and needs. Not just sexually but also in every other aspect of life. We should be more open to elderly people in generell and integrate them more in our life’s and don’t park them somewhere else…
You are absolutely right we are all human and our lives are ending one day at a time.
Like our cars we age and break down
 
It's all about Age Gap play, another example of how extreme contrasts can intensify the sexual pleasure. It's about the unexpected, the unusual.
And, for me, several years back, I was on the opposite side of this sort of extreme Age Gap fun. I wasn't looking for it, but I'm so glad I found it. I was invited to attend a party hosted by a swinger couple in their suburban home. It was a long drive across the outskirts of Los Angeles, and because of a late start, I arrived when the party was winding down a bit. Never one to be pushy, I settled back to just socialize with the few guests still hanging out on the back porch. After a bit, I decided to wander around the house, hoping to find some action, even if only to watch. Nothing, zip, nada. All I could find was a lonely old woman sitting in the darkened rear bedroom. I mean, she must have been in her early-to-mid seventies, and maybe 30 years my senior. My mind couldn't make that leap on the lust meter. I felt it was too indecent to consider a woman that old in a sexual way. We shared weak-but-friendly smiles of acknowledgment more than greeting, and I returned to the back porch. That group started to break up, and I had to resign myself to a long drive back home so soon. And that's when I yielded to horny desperation. I deliberately struggled to chip away at a solid mental barrier which excluded sex with an elderly lady. All of us in the swinger lifestyle were already in Kinky Town, but now I needed to go down Pervert Alley. But it was a walk of shame, and I moved stealthily to prevent anyone seeing that I was going back to where the oldest person at the party was waiting, forgotten. By the time I slowly sneaked back to that dimly-lit room to again find her sitting by herself on a twin-sized mattress laid on the floor, porn softly playing on a small television in the corner, I had broken down most of that mental barrier. She was a slim, petite woman, wearing a short, skimpy black see-through negligee. She still had a decent figure, but it was clear her body had seen a lot of mileage. Medium-length, wavy gray hair, a few liver spots on her hands, low-sagging breasts... but the posture of her slender frame was straight, not hunched at all. She smiled more warmly this time, correctly assuming that my return signaled my interest and carnal intent. I fully undressed while standing right in front of her, neither of us sharing even one word of introduction. Indeed, throughout the entire encounter, we exchanged nary a word at all. I gazed down at her lined, cracked face as I slowly lowered my boxer shorts until my chocolate dong sprang free. This naughty exhibitionism was enough to firm up my erection; I enjoyed exposing myself to her, using one hand to jiggle my dick as she stared at it. But it was the woman's abrupt commencing of fellatio that did the rest. I felt my penis finish its swelling growth right there in her mouth. Annnnnnd welcome to Pervert Alley! Indeed, it was so perverted, watching and feeling this old lady sucking hungrily on my dick, with us knowing absolutely nothing about each other. It was all so sexually deviant. And therein lay the thrill. I let my drawers drop to the floor, stepping out of them. It was so warm inside her mouth, and she was coating my cock with so much saliva. I stood, stroking her silver hair as I enjoyed the sensation of her busy tongue showing such love for my penis. Getting more into it, I silently urged her to place both her aged hands on my round, brown buttocks, while I gripped the back of her head with both of mine. My fingers lightly massaged her scalp beneath that silver mane, and she responded by squeezing my ass with surprising strength, one of her fingers straying absently into my butt-crack. I loved whenever she would release my dong for a moment, to slide her tongue down the shaft to lick my balls, slathering them with as much spit as she had thickly coated my cock. Time was running out, however, and I heard what seemed to be the host cleaning up in the kitchen. His wife had remained in their closed bedroom the entire time I was there. Hmm... Squatting down to join the old lady on that tiny mattress, I helped remove her panties while leaving her negligee on. I fondled her low-hanging breasts for a minute or two, while fingering her impressively wet pussy. Then, after coaxing her to lie on her back and spread her pale thighs, I mounted her in Missionary. I rubbed my dick over her squishing pussy lips, feeling the minor friction of her gray pubic hair. In my head, I still thought, "What the hell am I doing?!?" But the shocking kink of it all was overwhelming. It was too late to stop now, and my inner pervert strongly desired this weird, new experience. And so, I pinned her down, and inserted my penis all the way up into her granny vagina, no condom. Lock. Committed. I paused a moment, hovering above her in a push-up position. I looked down to take in the sight of my lower body nestled between her white, wrinkly thighs, her flabby belly, and the shaft of my penis, partially emerged from her old-lady cunt, fringed with a wild, gray thatch of pussy fur. Stray strands of that long gray fur clung to my rigid shaft. This was due to the blending lubrication of the spit from her mouth, and the milky moisture from her vagina. So wonderfully nasty. I plunged anew into her depths, evoking a gasp from her, and then I ground my pelvis into hers.

To this day, I still count that as one of my most memorable and enjoyable sexual experiences, bareback-fucking a woman in her seventies. It was only a kinky quickie, but it felt SO gooooooood to pump her full of my cum. Despite looking so frail, she was not the least bit delicate as I got into a savage, slamming rhythm, bracing her in place under my assault by holding the crown of her head in both my hands. The staccato slapping of our flesh filled the room, and doubtlessly resounded out into the hallway. I like to think the sound brought a smile to the lips of our gracious and patient party host, as he knew that his elderly friend was getting some energetic younger meat. Yeah, so, I had firmly resolved myself to seriously fucking a senior citizen, this AARP member, a sweet little old lady who must have looked so innocent in everyday life. Out of curiosity, I had watched pornos with old folks before. But this was the real thing for me, and it turned out to be better than I expected. I honestly liked it! Old folks can still have a lot to offer. We humped in verbal silence for maybe 10 or 15 minutes before I came in a gushing flood within her ancient pussy. Then we shared one last smile, I got dressed, and drove home, completely free of all sexual tension. Weeks later, still reflecting fondly on that encounter, I wanted to find that old woman again somehow. This was difficult, because I never got her name. It was only after asking around among my swinger friends that I was able to get back in touch with her. She was happily-married, with a Hall Pass, apparently, her husband fully approving of his wife's extramarital adventures. I got to meet the very likable husband when I was invited to their lovely home. He was no longer active in the lifestyle, and he had encouraged his wife to continue pursuing her need for sexual fulfillment without him. After a fascinating tour, the hubby retired to his den, and the wife guided me to their cozy bedroom. And that's where I got to fuck her again and again over the course of two more visits. Each time, we did the deed right there in their marriage bed, which is always a different experience than that of a hotel room liaison. By now, she must be in her eighties, and I would welcome an opportunity to fuck her once more, but she has an even younger boyfriend!
 
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Kim my wife has had a few older black men over the years , as we were reading this page she mentioned one very special evening we had together with an older black man, we had just arrived in London and when booked in our hotel we ventured to the bar, we got talking to a black gentleman , he was so curious on where we had come from and asked many questions, he olso flirted with Kim which she really enjoyed,over the next few days we bumped into him several times and enjoyed his company , on the Friday night we arranged to meet up in his room , he opened the door in just a towel we both looked at each other with a smile this man was very fit , he was a little flushed at first but I got some drinks from the fridge and we sat on the lounge , is towel slipped of leaving him naked , Kim just got up stroked his cock then kissed him , she removed her dress standing in only bra and panties , he removed the bra and sucked her nipples while fingering her clit , Kim knelt and sucked his cock as she did I removed her panties telling him to use her in anyway he wanted , he did and it was great watching.
 
What a sweet story! I wish you had revealed at least the age of your wife at the time. And you only implied a sexual flirtation which may have been more overt, so as not to be shocking to the older gentleman when what eventually occurred did occur. Very exciting, that spontaneous sexual chemistry. Really, who was seducing whom? The old guy's use of the slipping bath towel was brilliant. Was the sex bareback? Even better.

It wasn't that long ago when I was the younger man in this lifestyle. Now, time has flipped things, and my Age Gap fetish must shift focus to include much younger females. I confess that my youngest sex partner was only 19. That was way back when I was in my late thirties. These days, I get to be the "dirty old man," I suppose. While I've noticed the extreme beauty of the young girls today, with their elaborate tattoos, funky piercings and nose rings, and purple or green hair, I've never really cultivated any sexual desire for them, deeming it too improper, and too shamefully cliché of men from my generation. The very idea of a "Barely Legal" fetish still angers and disgusts me. Yet, with the seemingly sudden proliferation of seductive young ladies on sites like Tik Tok, Instagram, and Fet Life, flashing their anatomy with wild abandon, I've caught myself staring too long and lustfully at these comely college co-eds, and even the ones claiming to be fresh out of high school. I have to shake myself free of their teasing, tantalizing spell. It's so wrong! Case in point, there is a porn performer called Dolly Little who starred in a video I watched on Blacked dot com. Now, this young woman is verifiably in her twenties. I checked that right away. However, she has exploited the fact that she looks so much younger, building her career on this illusion, a fantasy for the extreme freaks. In the video, she seduces her French tutor, an adult black male possibly in his mid-thirties, and I had difficulty disbelieving what the producers were clearly suggesting, that she was under-aged. As much as I wanted to tear my eyes away, I admit to being mesmerized, and then powerfully aroused. Yikes! Yeah, she got me. It was only because of the fact that I knew how old she really was that I permitted myself to watch the rest of the video clip. But I won't deny that it was the combination of and her redheaded paleness, and her very girlish appearance that summoned my deep arousal.

I do not want to fuck teenagers or twenty year-olds. But, clearly, a part of me might yield to temptation. I allowed my curiosity to lead me over to peek in the forbidden well. Leaning too far over the edge, I've tumbled partway in, grasping at the rim of the stone wall. Where I know I should flee such an opportunity should it arise, I don't think that I would. In truth, I know that I wouldn't, based on my history.

I will relate yet another experience, this one from back in my late thirties, where a twenty-one year-old cutie kept following me around at a swinger party in the Hollywood area. I was acquainted with this girl's mom, though she and I had never gotten sexual. We did come close, however. That night, the girl had shockingly accompanied her mom, and although she was cute, with her pronounced overbite, I only flirted with her one time as we were being introduced, and never seriously. I was just trying to be charming, nothing more. It's my suspicion that the young one had cajoled her mom into bringing her along to the swing party that evening. Maybe Mom relented just to shut her up. Maybe she did it to satisfy the girl's naughty curiosity, and so she would at least know where the girl was while Mom got her own kinky groove on. And maybe, coming from a split household, the mom somehow sought to score points over her estranged spouse in the battle for their kid's affections. She wanted to be the "cool" Mom. I don't know. Bad parenting? Not for me to judge. And in all honesty, it's entirely possible that the mischievous young girl was really only eighteen, and she persuaded her mom to lie about her age in order to gain her admittance. The kid certainly showed zero interest in any of the alcoholic drinks available, which would have typically identified a brash twenty-one year-old, strutting her fully legal status. Of course, I offer no conclusive evidence, just a hunch. In any case, I went about my business, wandering the premises in hopes of finding more suitable and interesting adventure. Still, the little cutie followed me around the house most of the night, rebuffing advances from other horny single men, and catching up to me whenever I would shake her once her head was turned. I worked to find distractions for her outside by the pool, slipping back inside the house on my own. But only minutes later, she was right there with me again. So, what ultimately happened? Well... Yes, as the evening grew late, I finally gave in to her persistence. I admit that her unwavering attention was flattering, rather than annoying. I believe that if I had met someone to play with, some woman closer to my age, this girl would simply have watched us fuck if she could, perhaps hoping I would take her next. Anyway... We found a private room on the opposite side of the darkened house from where her mom was indeed playing, and I was pleased to discover this girl's very bushy young pussy. I mean, it was a black, luxuriant mound, like something found on the models posing in classic 1970s Penthouse magazines, or in one of my old art anatomy books. That was the only thing that made her appear to be a full-grown woman, those very furry genitals. All at once, she was more than cute. She was beautiful. Her pubic hair added an arousing primal contrast to her girlishness. And that's when I fully committed to fucking her. I needed to grind my junk all over that wild bush. I wanted the musk of my balls to mingle with the musk of her hairy snatch. She was a bit noisy in her orgasms, and she needed some training up in the passionate kissing arena. She also could have used braces for that overbite. Still, I remember how much I reveled in fucking her without a condom, pushing my bare erection through that dark, tangled forest growing between her legs was utter bliss. She never asked me to put on a condom, so that gave me the impression that she wanted me to raw-fuck her young, naughty twat. I held her down in Missionary to better exert my dominance over such a young white girl, so eager for an older black man's dick. Maybe I was her conquest as much as she was mine. The moment of truth that arrived as I mounted her plays out in slow motion as I look back upon it in my memory. The tingling anticipation... my dick dangling as I maneuvered into position over her... the gap in our ages making me old enough to be her Dad... seeing her open her legs to me without reservation... The moment of truth was, yeah, I was gonna fuck this little girl, lying about being twenty-one, little interest in boys her own age. I remember deliberately ejaculating so massively inside her hairy vagina. I loved feeling the coarse friction of her pubes scratching at the shaft of my penis on every thrust. I enjoyed her sweaty fragrance as I went down on her during foreplay. And I confess that the irresponsible pervert in me, already awakened by this Age-Gap sex, thrilled to the risk of getting her pregnant. Indeed, she was surprised that I came inside her instead of quickly pulling out, never asking if that was all right with her. I'm sure that they drove home with my sperm still swimming around inside Mama's little girl, some of it seeping out to stain her panties. I have no idea whether or not she told any of this to her mom. I never saw either of them again.
Today, that irresponsible pervert has returned in my old age, and I like the prospect of intentionally getting some other much younger white girl pregnant.
But breeding is different fetish topic!
Kim was 25 at the time we were in London , the chemistry between us all was exiting from the start and it grew over the few days we met him , I believed the invitation to his room was intentional for sex and Kim was ready and willing , I was very comfortable with him fucking her bareback , they both really enjoyed the evening it was erotic to watch .
 
Kim was 25 at the time we were in London , the chemistry between us all was exiting from the start and it grew over the few days we met him , I believed the invitation to his room was intentional for sex and Kim was ready and willing , I was very comfortable with him fucking her bareback , they both really enjoyed the evening it was erotic to watch .
Bareback is so much more genuine, and enjoyable. And it greatly enhances the beauty of interracial sex.
I visited London once, as a business trip related to the Harry Potter films. It was in October, so I needed to revert back to my cold-tolerance days from living in New York City.
 
The old man and the wife. White ladies, learn the lesson !

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I grew to like this sort of crude amateur porn better than the more corporate professional variety. There's no annoying music, there are minimal attempts at acting, and there's no obsession over getting "the money shot," instead of allowing for spontaneous internal ejaculation. It's far more arousing because of the realism, and lack of studio polish. I like it because it's raw, featuring average, genuine folks off the street getting the chance to meet up with and fuck independent creators. These creators are still considered amateurs even though they do make money with their content off their own websites.

Public sex has tremendous appeal due to the real risk of getting caught, of course. In a situation like that one, I think the cooler temperatures at that time of year add so much. Exposing my penis in the chilly night air provides a nice contrast upon penetrating Lauren DeWynter's warm pussy. Emerging again and again between plunges back into that cozy warmth, the temperature contrasts would be intensified because of my cock becoming so saturated by her wetness. DeWynter is one of the nastiest amateur porn creators out there, particularly when, as a submissive, she doesn't hesitate to obediently and lovingly lick a man's asshole during fellatio. I would love to meet her for an in-person sex adventure.
 
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