Old Black Willy and the Fountain of Youth
My name is Willy Green but everyone who knows me calls me Old Willy. That's because I'm 62 and I've had wrinkled looking skin since my early days. If you ever asked about me my friends would always say I was a hard-working man that loves pussy. I don't care what color size or shape a woman is, if she's willing to spread her legs for Old Willy I'm willing to fuck her! I was blessed by the All Mighty with a 13" cock and stamina to go with it.
I live in Mississippi near the southern Delta town of Rock Hill. There ain't many good-looking women around these parts and even fewer white ones. One exception is little Sarah Cahill that lives down the road a bit. She is one sexy little redheaded bitch and dresses the part to. Don't know much about her except she is going off to College next year.
Sarah is one of those girls that when you see her, you remember her forever. Athletic body with a huge set of titties and I mean huge. I aint no judge of size mind you but they had to be 44EE or somewhere close. Like I said she dresses the part and I'd seen her run out on the road in skimpy running shorts and a sport bra. Those big titties were a bouncing up and down like she was on a trampoline. Enough to make a man's dick hard and that's what she done to me.
Sarah's daddy was the local banker so they had money. All the whites down here have money. Hell, they own everything around! Me I'm just a handy man but a damn good one if I may say so myself. Turns out that's how I came to discover the fountain of youth. Young pussy will keep an old black man feeling young. Especially if you can get some young white pussy. Make him feel like he's on top of the world even though he ain't got a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of.
It happened on a hot summer day while I was driving down the road. I turned a corner and got an eye full. Sarah was standing to the side of the road with her bike in her hands. I saw the all three of the James boys from down the road a bit circled around her. I knew right away they was up to no good and poor Sarah would be in a world of shit if I didn't intervene.
I pulled my old pickup truck to a stop much to the dismay of the boys, and asked Sarah if she was all right. I could tell she was scared and she immediately dropped her bike and came over to the truck window. She had on a green stretch top and those tits of hers were poking out the top like two huge ripe watermelon. It was all I could do to keep from staring at them myself. I had to admit them titties looked even bigger up close than from the distance I normally saw em from.
She said her bike was broke and asked if I could drive her home. I got out of the truck and shoed the boys away. The started walking down the road swearing at me as they went. I picked up her bike and noticed the chain had come off. I placed it in the back of the pickup and opened the door on the passenger side for her to get in. That sweet little white ass looked good when it slid onto the seat. Best thing that's sat on that ratty old seat in my truck for a long time I thought with a smile.
We headed down the road and she couldn't thank me enough for helping her out. After a while she calmed down and we began to talk about her going to college at SMU in the fall. I told her I was surprised she even knew who I was when I turned the corner.
"Your Mr. Green that lives down the road. My daddy told me you were a good handy man and a hard working and honest man at that."
I had always liked her daddy and I told her that was a right nice thing to say about me. I told her if she ever needed anything fixed she could always count on Old Willy.
"Do you want me to call you Mr. Green or Old Willy," she asked with a smile.
"Old Willy if you please," I said smiling back.
As I approached our road I said "Let's stop at my place and see what is wrong with your bike. I'll fix her up and you can ride it home from there."
She agreed and we turned off the road and headed for my house. Well I say house, but it really is just a double wide trailer. I am proud of owning my own place though, and it does sit on a nice piece of waterfront property overlooking the bay.
We stopped and I got the bike out of the back of the truck and rolled it around to the back porch. Now I could have fixed the bike right there on the spot, but I figured I had earned the right to look at them titties for a while, cause of the good deed I had done for young Sarah. I screwed around with it for a while making like it was a complicated job and then offered her a coke while she watched.
I sent her in the house to fetch us both one, and watched that fine tight young ass of hers, walk through my screen door. I thought how nice it would be to take her back to my bedroom and knock out the young pussy of hers, but I knew that was going to take some real sweet talking and a whole lot of luck. I didn't know, she would play into my hands like she was about to.
When she came back she asked me if she could ask me a question. She said it was kind of personal in nature but she just wanted to know if she could ask first. I stopped what I was doing and looked over at her standing there.
"Whatcha wanna ask me?" I said looking at her.
"Well, I heard word on the street that young women need to keep their distance from you, because you're dangerous."
"In what sort of way do you say dangerous?" I asked her, looking surprised and a bit upset.
