Cathy the Old Woman who kept Exploring her Sexuality beyond her Husband’s Death
Cathy is a 70 years old lady who is a widow. Her husband Roby died one year ago in a tragic road accident. Cathy and Roby loved each other so much that most of their friends and the neighbourhood envied their love. Roby had taken Cathy to visit many beautiful sceneries and together they made so many pleasing memories. Even in their old age, the couple had spent a lot of time together doing things they enjoyed, sex being one of them. Most often, Roby would buy his wife amazing sex toys, to just remind her how beautiful and sexy she was. Upon his sudden death, Cathy was left alone, and she sunk into depression. She isolated herself from the public and spent most of her days indoors.
One day, she comes across one pornographic video recorded by her and her late husband Roby. “Roby used to undress me, bend me over, insert his soft fingers into my anus and me hardest.” She remembers. “He would carry me upstairs, sprinkle petals on my body and fuck my pussy as if there was no tomorrow.” She starts crying and emotions overshadow her. Cathy decides to remain faithful to Roby even if he’s no more and, therefore, starts exploring her sexual fantasies. The old grandam rushes to her safe and finds all the sex toys that Roby used to gift her. “I miss you, love,” she laments while looking at the toys.
Cathy decides that nothing is going to stand before her and her sexuality. She learns how to masturbate, finger fuck, and use other sex toys to pump sweetness into her pussy. She stands before a big mirror and undresses. Her breasts appear saggy and wrinkled. All her skin appears old, but she embraces her old age with gratitude and therefore convinces herself to create wrinkled porn. Quickly, she gets her lubricating gel, dildo vibrator, and butt plugs and sits down on a mat in front of her huge wall mirror. She then separates her legs slowly, exposing her wrinkled legs. She looks straight into the mirror and admires what she sees. Soon, her thoughts are taken away, and wanders around. “Roby used to write smiles on my thighs. He would randomly lick my clit from the bottom-up while swirling his magical tongue around the labia.” She says while touching her pussy. “Since you are no more, Roby, sex must continue.” She adds while sobbing out loud. She leans backward, squeezing her saggy boobs hard, and making little moans. Cathy picks the lubricating gel, applies some on her pussy and some on her right hand. She presses the nipple until it turns pink and soon, her right hand gently reaches out to her vagina. The middle finger finds itself in her cunt and starts finger fucking herself. She bends over and inserts a buttplug in her ass. As soon as it stimulates her anal muscles, Cathy whimpers. Her imagination reminds her of how her late husband used to lie on her body, kiss her temples, and caress her boobs down to her belly button.
She starts imagining how he used to eat her pussy raw and finger fuck her until she gets tremors. Cathy pulls out the buttplug and sits down again. She puts her legs wider apart, inserts the dildo in her mouth. The old woman wets the dildo vibrator, inserts it in her vagina, and turns it on. “That feels good.” She howls. “Make the grandma happy.” She utters. Cathy exposes her hairy pussy more, reaches out to the clitoris, and gently rubs it. After a while, she realizes that she’s squirting. “It’s been long,” Cathy whines, “I had missed that.” She continues. On looking at the mirror, her vagina starts becoming juicier and she smears all the whiteness around her flower. She pulls the dildo out and inserts herself two fingers, rubs her upper vaginal walls, rubs her G-spot until she cums again. “This is the new way of doing things, Cathy!” She concludes, affirming that this will be her new way of enjoying sex.
