My Dirty Chat Buddy Fran

My daughter stayed overnight when we flew home from our holiday in Mallorca and we had a washing blitz. She left next morning to catch an early train to London and resume work in the hotel off Park Lane.

I was going to ring Frank to organise his "Wank on Wheels" service as it was over a month since he had watched me ride my machine.

However my period began and turned into a long cramped affair. I had to disappoint Frank for 2 weeks. He was literally aching for my company and offered to buy me lunch. After an uncomfortable week I took up his lunch offer in Brasted and we had agreed to a non dirty chat there.

I told him of our holiday-perfect weather, quiet hotel, interesting wooden train and tram combination from Palma to Port Soller in vintage electric vehicles high into mountains through citrus groves. Frank told me of the heavy rain and winds we had missed and of his ultrasound examination of large benign growth on one of his testicles which had subsequently gone away. Frank told me he had a medical condition (for decades) which resulted in extremely large testicles and increased volume of emissions. "I suppose this explains the extraordinary power you have to shoot across a room." I smiled.

"Partly my dear. You see I have been a lifelong daily practitioner of Kegel Exercises for men. Now they give you immense power to squirt. You would know them as pelvic floor exercises."

"Oh I do those daily too!" We have something in common and that was worth saving to try together on my next visit!

So we had a pleasant lunch and I was so sorry to disappoint him. "My wife had very heavy periods too later in life. It could be painful and rather lousy."

"Yes last week was uncomfortable and I think I may have ovulated again so I am into another heavy flow. I am afraid I feel very unsexy Frank."

He was very understanding given that he was dying to unload his giant swollen balls and to talk dirty whilst he did that. Frank has great charm as well as exciting me with his dirty chats. It was a thoroughly friendly meeting and I felt awful at being unable to satisfy him.

He telephoned each day to seek reassurance from me on progress and at his suggestion I called my doctor. She felt that I should have another vaginal ultrasound to be on the safe side but also felt that menopause could be starting and suggested HRT if that proved to be the case.

I rang Frank and told him that I was finally ending bleeding and hoped to see him later that week.

Finally I drove to his home and followed instructions to let myself in through his garden. Frank was naked upstairs and I saw him on the landing of his home with a huge erection. One of his balls was huge stretching his bag downwards.

"Hello Frank you dirty flasher I see what you meant about the swelling!"

"I am so fucking horny you beautiful young cunt; what do you want to do today."

"It looks like this is going to get messy; a bathroom wank perhaps?"

"I have prepared for that."

I felt bad about his delay in seeing me but was naked under a wrap around skirt and felt warm, wet and longing to watch him relieve his swelling. I had decided there was no need for me to wear clothing. He had seen everything last time.

"I would like to hold you to wank you Frank. How about you feeling up my cunt in return if you put on a latex glove. I don't want your nails to scratch me." " If you want to smell my cunt perhaps start with that."

I stood naked open legged against the tiling of the wall and he knelt and licked around me. I bent forward and my tits were gently caressed. My cunt was twitching at his touch, gently and rolling my nipples until I came with the sensations of his tongue and hands. After so long without sex myself this was a huge relief to me. H e lay back on the floor and said "Please rub your cunt over my face I love to be kissed by a cunt".

I face sat him for a few minutes, turned over and handled his cock. He slipped on a latex glove and began to play at first with my creamy outer lips then slowly fingering my twitching cunt lips and sliding three finger in my cavernous wet cunt gently smoothly and then curling his widening fingers upwards. I came repeatedly. It was so good to feel a friend inside me after years without.

I slowly and gently lathered his cock with the tingling lubricant he loved. I wanted to try and deny him a climax for as long as I could but felt he needed to unload. He was fingering slowly and began to push his hand in to fist me.

"Fuck Frank that is exciting me. Do you want to cum yet?"

"Fuck yes I want to explode and spunk. I rolled him between the palms of my hands from his balls up his shaft and then...woosh he pumped a fountain of spunk high above us. I had pointed him away from us but was splattered in the downpour. He moaned "Don't stop more wank me more".

I wanked him faster and faster around his knob this time and he responded with gentle slow fisting which had me there as he exploded again unable to control his spurting cock.

I came over and over; he had his thumb gently running the length of my erect clit which brought me many many orgasms.

"Oh you dirty man i have never been fisted before and you love me wanking your cock don't you?"

"You filthy cunt you taste so sweet and you come like an express train sexy cunt."

He knew he would need to shower, his spunk was all over us and the tiles. I took the squeegee and ran the shower head, then pushed the water from the tiles. Frank showered; I lathered him around his balls and cock which could not harden again; the slipped under the shower myself and washed his spunk from her breasts and washed between her legs. Frank dried himself and returned to bed to sleep as he felt exhausted. I cleaned and dressed, freshened make up after drying my long black hair. I had been to the hairdresser and had my silver hairs died black. I liked my hair long and want to remain black haired despite the silver hair change.

I slipped into his bedroom and sat open legged waiting for him to waken so that the first thing he would see was my gaping cunt. I was still horny and wet, twitching although my cunt was calm now and clit was no longer erect. I would drive home and hop on a machine until my cunt had felt satisfied completely. I was dressed when he woke and murmured with the satisfaction of seeing my cunt greet him.

"Thank you you sweet cunt."

I moved over and kissed each of his cheeks with my cunt lips then straightened my skirt and said "Farewell Frank come over and visit next month. Hope your balls feel more comfortable."

Both balls were now about the same size big despite doing all they could. He was limp though so unable to empty them again.

Some days I love my secret life with him!