THE SIXTY YEARS VIRGIN LADY

For many years in her youth, one of Spencer's favorite things to do was deflower Florida girls. He, since he was sixteen, has always had a special way of getting to them and managing to remove the much-desired seal. Living in Groveland, a big city, but where many people knew each other, the news spread and thanks to that he deflowered some girls until he finished high school and went to live in Italy, in order to work and earn a living there, far away. the swamps and alligators of Florida. What he never thought would happen in his life is that he would have the opportunity to deflower his aunt Bridget, who was sixty years old and who many years ago had been married by proxy to an Italian who lived in the United States and owned a vast farm where fruits of various types were planted. Her husband died before she went to Europe and it was up to her to inherit everything and continue with agribusiness.

As soon as Spencer arrived in Italy and stayed in the village of just over a hundred inhabitants, which was on the land of his aunt Bridget. He saw that the women worked at home, in the orchards and the men in the city, with the rare exception of women who went to work in factories, or men who also worked in the fields. But her aunt Bridget was another exception, as the whole village worked for her in the orchards.

Bridget was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither ugly nor beautiful... She was an ordinary sixty-year-old woman who was totally respected. Spencer's aunt had many orchards that she inherited and many more that she had bought with part of what she inherited from her husband. She had recently acquired a pair of pruning shears to cut dry branches and round the treetops, and who did she call to cut them? Well, Spencer, her favorite nephew. The truth is, Bridget started asking Spencer to work when he was sixteen. She called Spencer's mom when he was on vacation from school, paying for his ticket and stay in Italy, because she knew he was going to need money for college.

On one of those days, already working in Italy, Spencer went to cut some dry branches from one of his aunt's many orchards. Bridget was driving a tractor and Spencer was sitting next to her. They were in complete silence until they reached one of the mountains that belonged to Bridget's property. As soon as they arrived, it started to rain. Even in the downpour, Spencer cut the pines while it rained while Bridget, cautious as she always was, sheltered from the rain under an umbrella.

Bridget told Spencer to wait out the rain, but he wanted to finish and cut into the rain, covered in a small raincoat that more than protected him from the rain, helped the thirty-year-old man soak himself from the waist down. He cut the dry branches and then cut them into pieces. After that, the man put the branches on the tractor and the two returned to Bridget's house, which was large, but did not match the fortune that the woman had, due to its simplicity. After unloading the branches into a shed, the man went to Bridget's house to eat, as food was included in the service. Spencer knocked on the door and she said:

- Enter and close the door, so that the heat from the fireplace does not decrease.

The iron stove was lit and there was welcome warmth in the hearth. Spencer was soaked from head to toe, even though he'd worked in a raincoat. But he stopped feeling the moisture in his body, when the smell of food prepared by his aunt reached his nose, so hungry he felt.

-You said lunch was on her.

Bridget, stirring pots over the fire, looked at her nephew and smiled.

- Why don't you take those clothes off and put them on a chair to dry?

Spencer, already thinking about being naughty, thought that his aunt Bridget had ulterior motives, because for him, if it weren't like that, she wouldn't tell him to undress and, as he hadn't had sex for a long time, he was quite malicious at that time:

- Until... Not a bad idea.

The thirty-year-old man took off his small raincoat, rubber boots, sweater, shirt, and pants and laid the garment over the back and seat of a chair. Her aunt Bridget was quite distracted, enjoying herself stirring the food and putting wood on the stove. When she turned around and saw Spencer naked and with his cock dangling, she blushed as red as a bell pepper. As she kept looking at her nephew looking for his dick, he asked her:

- Do you like to look at my dick?

Bridget was shocked by Spencer's question and said:

- I didn't want you to undress completely. I... I wanted...

Spencer walked up to her aunt Bridget and gave her a French kiss. When he took his mouth from hers, he saw that her eyes widened as if she was scared. The thirty-year-old man thought he had made an idiot of his aunt, but no: an idiot she almost left him with the slap in the face she gave him. And placing his hand on his aching cheek, with a little anger, he said:

- Why did you tell me to undress if I didn't want to fuck, you bitch?

Bridget made an even more angry face and slapped Spencer again, this time on the other side of the face.

- You're a deviant: a deviant son of a bitch.

Spencer wrapped his arms around his aunt's body and put his tongue back in her mouth. But Bridget grabbed it with her teeth. He opened his eyes, saw the angry expression on her face and thought she was going to leave him speechless. Luckily she let go and said:

- I'll boot next time.

Spencer's cock had grown erect and was rubbing against Bridget's pussy as she was struggling to get rid of it. He then tried one more time. He kissed her again. This time, his tongue roamed between Bridget's clenched teeth. She looked at her nephew with imposing seriousness and asked:

- Do I look like a rich whore, you deviant?

- No, you look like an ugly bitch.

- You think you can fuck me by force, just because I'm not pretty?

- No.

Spencer was really upset that his advances didn't work out.

- So you want to let me go finish making the fucking lunch!

Before releasing her, the thirty-year-old man said to her:

- I think I screwed up: I won't eat you and I won't have lunch either.

- You talk like you ate something, you deviant.

- What did I eat?

Spencer released her.

- I'll speak slowly, so you can understand: put on your clothes and leave.

- Won't I get paid for work?

- You've already been paid.

Spencer stopped for a moment and thought: it's one thing for him to try to have sex with his aunt and another thing for her to take advantage of not paying for his service. He approached Bridget from behind, placed his hands on her soft breasts, placed his cock at the entrance of her pussy and said:

- Either you pay me or I'll do a sexual madness here at your house.

But as threatening as her tone of voice was, her aunt was a tough nut to crack.

- Go... Try, go. As soon as you let me go, I'm going to give you a spanking like your mother never gave you. You depraved piece of shit!

He, who wasn't going to let his aunt scare him, said:

- We have a dilemma here, auntie: if you give me my daily rate, I'll stop with all this naughty thing. Isn't it better you give me my money?

Bridget dropped her menacing tone, only to say,

- The food will stick to the pan.

-For me, it can even burn. Will you give my money?

Bridget felt her nephew Spencer's hard cock poking her ass and gave up.

-Okay, I'll give you the money. But you get dressed, leave, catch the first plane to Florida, and don't say a word to anyone about it.

Spencer released her. The first thing Bridget did was look for her nephew's hard cock. She had never seen anything like it even in her dreams, because she crossed herself as if she had seen something from the other world. And before she went to look for Spencer's pay money, for the weeks worked in her orchards, she said to herself: "These are things that the devil puts in the world to bother us!" Anyway, with or without an attempt to catch his aunt right there in Italian territory, Spencer was paid and fulfilled what his aunt demanded: he packed his belongings, took the first plane back to Florida and upon arriving at his house , said nothing to anyone about what had happened.

The months between July and December passed. Spencer didn't think his aunt Bridget would call him anymore wanting him to come work for her in Italy, but the day before Christmas Eve, she told his mother that she was at her house in Florida and wanted to talk to him about go to work with her on winter break. He went to Bridget's house, which despite being closed for months, was still a very cozy house. When Bridget opened the door for him, she looked taller, and she was, because she was wearing black stilettos. She, with her sixty-one years just completed, looked at him with her blue eyes and smiled:

- Enter Spencer. I was looking forward to you.

The thirty-year-old man entered the house. As always the weather was warm, because the fireplace was lit, as the Christmas cold was quite inviting. Bridget went straight to the kitchen. Spencer followed behind her, looking at her ass: a plump ass that was highlighted by her long red dress. On the table, there was a yellow envelope, a bottle of bourbon, two glasses and two red handkerchiefs on the back of a chair. She sat down at the table, first than him and was direct:

- Sit down, I want to propose something to you.

Spencer sat down at the table. Bridget poured two glasses of whiskey, downed hers in one gulp, and got straight to the point:

- I'll give you two thousand dollars in cash, money that's inside that envelope, for you to celebrate the end of the year with everything you're entitled to, if you let me feel the heat of your body.

Spencer, after hearing that, felt offended, but he also didn't hide his desire.

- You don't have to give me anything, auntie. I would pay to fuck you. You must have a tight, delicious pussy.

- You didn't understand me. I want to feel the heat of a naked man on my naked body, that's all. If I like it, I'll pay you to fuck me later.

Now, who sent the glass of whiskey in one gulp was Spencer.

-If that's what you want... Although it's hard to resist the temptation to fuck you all over, I'm up for it.

- I don't want you to fuck me.

-It is... And it's been from Italy.

-No, I wasn't in Italy, and I'm not either. I'm a virgin, but...

Upon hearing that, Spencer didn't let her aunt finish talking.

-Don't play with me, aunt! Are you a virgin at sixty?

- Yes, I am. I didn't have the opportunity to lose with my late husband and I want to continue to do so after knowing how much body heat a man gives. That's why I'm going to pay you two thousand dollars, not only because you're my oldest nephew, but because of your fame and also because I don't want to do this to a stranger.

- If I were you... – Spencer was immediately warning – I wouldn't play with fire.

But Bridget had already planned everything.

-Don't worry Spencer, I'll make sure you won't be able to do anything to me.

-It will be interesting to know how… - Spencer said smiling – I will love your intentions.

Now the one who didn't let Spencer finish talking was Bridget. The man's aunt must have been dying to feel her nephew's body heat, as she was quite serious:

- You are disappointing me with your chatter. Get naked.

Spencer undressed. His Aunt Bridget took a handkerchief and tied her nephew's hands behind his back. Then she took the other one and blindfolded him. After a while, the thirty-year-old man felt his aunt's breasts tighten against his chest and felt her arms around his neck. He felt that body heat she wanted to feel. His cock came up and was between his aunt's legs. The man wanted to kiss her, but she had her head on her neck and he couldn't. Then he decided to start moving his pelvis back and forth. Spencer's cock got wet when it slipped between his old aunt's labia. When she lifted her head from her shoulders, her nephew sought Bridget's lips. Her aunt let them find them and he French-kissed her. Bridget has already started going crazy:

- You're making me very horny, you naughty man.

Spencer bent down and cupped her aunt Bridget's right breast with her mouth. He found her breast quite cute. He licked the nipple and then sucked on his old aunt's breast, moving from one to the other.

-Stop now... Stop... Oh... Stop now, because you're leaving my pussy like a flooded puddle.

Spencer knew his aunt didn't want him to stop, because if she wanted him to stop, she'd walk away from him, and she wouldn't tell him how her pussy was doing. With his hands he made her turn, bent down and her tongue was lost in the crevice of her aunt's ass. He started licking her ass. That's when she reared up and moaned:

- You're making me feel like a whore.

Her words encouraged him to continue the naughty thing further:

- Separate the buttocks with your hands.

Bridget was mad with desire. She parted her buttocks and pushed her ass back. He licked her ass, inside and out. His aunt was already moaning loudly and her moans were making his cock throb.

-I shouldn't say... But I really like it that way. - Bridget breathed heavily - Why don't you continue?

- Because you will like it even more, when I lick your pussy.

She turned. Spencer ran his tongue over his aunt Bridget's pussy. She was soaked. So much so that on the fourth lick, she bit her lips:

- Oh... I... I'm dying of pleasure, Spencer... Suck!

Spencer only had time to lick it twice more when his aunt started pissing all over him. He didn't back down. She pissed on his face and all over his body. When Bridget finished urinating, her nephew got up and went back to looking for that sixty-one year old woman's mouth, only this time she was the one who came up to him, put her tongue in his mouth, sucked and then licked all over his face, his nephew's neck and chest. She also bent down, licked his cock and gave his balls a treat, then got up to kiss Spencer again with her tongue:

- For the first time in years you, my own nephew, have played me for a whore. And after all these years, I finally know what's coming.

Bridget accidentally told her nephew that she had never masturbated.

-You didn't come, Aunt Bridget: you peed. Enjoying is something else.

It was hard for that thirty-year-old man, who had already devirginated several women, to believe that his aunt hadn't come.

- Are you saying that what I felt is not coming?

- No, it's not. Want to know what it's like to enjoy?

- Of course I want.

- Take the chains off my hands.

- I untie, but do not remove the blindfold.

She untied her nephew's hands, who quickly crouched down. Bridget turned around, spread her buttocks with both hands and Spencer deflowered her ass with his tongue again. Only this time licking everything: the buttocks and also the ass. After a few minutes he got up, rubbed the cock in his aunt's ass, putting the head of the cock in and out, while he caressed his aunt's cute breasts. Bridget was moaning a lot and was moaning louder and louder. That's why he didn't try to stick his entire head up his aunt's ass, preferring to go for pussy. Turning her aunt again, her pussy was already more than juicy with so much drooling. The man's tongue slid over her as he placed the middle finger of his right hand inside Bridget's pussy: a finger that went in tight. Spencer caressed her ass with the tip of a finger of her left hand, always licking her clit. And when the index finger started to enter her aunt's ass, she said:

- My pussy will give you something!

What Bridget was going to do right now was come. Spencer fingered her ass. And while he fucked his aunt from behind, he stuck his tongue out at her:

- Rub your pussy on my tongue.

It was so hot that it didn't take Bridget a minute to comply with her nephew's request. She came shuddering, moaning and releasing thick juices that flooded Spencer's tongue. And when she finished shaking and moaning she opened a huge smile of satisfaction:

- That was... It was wonderful!

Spencer was still in the dark about it and took a long time to ask.

- Shall we fuck now, auntie?

The man still blindfolded, felt Bridget walk and then felt her take a sip of whiskey, the smell of the drink that rose when being placed inside the glass. Then he heard her ask:

- Will I come again with that same intensity if we fuck?

- You will cum several times.

- So let's... Let's fuck, but don't take the blindfold off.

Bridget didn't want her nephew to see her naked. She must have been feeling embarrassed and couldn't allow it. Spencer believed, and still believes, that every woman is beautiful, no matter how old she is. But he was respecting his aunt's every wish, thinking more about screwing her than the money itself.

Bridget took Spencer by the hand and the two went to her room. The heat from the fireplace warmed the whole house. It warmed up so much that you could fuck in any room. The man felt that he had stepped on the scarf with which his aunt had bound his hands. He bent down with a little difficulty, picked up the handkerchief and carried it in his right hand. The left hand was held by the aunt, so that she could take him to the bedroom. When he reached the bedroom, he stopped walking after tripping over the bed. Bridget felt her nephew's eyes over the scarf that blindfolded them.

- Do you want us to have sex equally?

She asked that maliciously. But Spencer really wanted to take the blindfold off and see her rich Aunt Bridget naked:

- Yes.

The man heard the noise his aunt made as she lay down on the bed. Spencer took off the blindfold and saw her naked. Bridget's plump breasts had big brown areolas and her nipples were plump. Her pussy had more hair than he'd realized when he sucked on it. A few strands of hair were sticking out of her armpits and she had more hair on her legs than he had on his. The man liked her body, he liked it a lot. And he liked it so much that he went to bed and kissed her ardently:

-I'm going to fuck you all, you naughty.

Upon hearing this, Bridget spread her legs and let her nephew finish the job. Spencer started kissing and licking the tips of her toes, her fingers… Sele moved up kissing and licking the insides of her thighs, always looking her old aunt in the eye. After that he licked the juicy pussy a few times and continued up, always licking and kissing. He reached her belly and went up until he reached her breasts. He licked the nipples, the areolas and then I sucked his aunt's breasts, taking my time. After a few minutes suckling Bridget's breasts, the man kissed and licked her shoulders, her neck and ended up kissing her ardently on the mouth. His old aunt received his tongue along with hers and the two were lost in a long, wanton kiss. While the two were kissing, he put his finger in and out of Bridget's pussy and with that finger he opened space to place two more, moving slowly, making his aunt moan louder and louder until he came. When she finished coming, Spencer licked her pussy as he wanted to get her excited again so he could penetrate her. But his aunt was overly excited:

- Put it inside me, so I can feel what it's like.

Spencer rubbed his dick on her pussy and put the little head in the entrance. She didn't complain. Then he kissed her, pushed and the cock head went in. Only after truly feeling inside, she complained:

- Take it off, take it off... It hurts... Take it off!

Spencer slowly took the cock out and slowly he put the little head back. Slowly he took it out again, slowly put it back and decided to stick it until he came inside her. Her aunt Bridget, upon feeling her nephew's cum inside her pussy, grabbed the man's ass and pulled him hard against her body. She pushed half of her nephew's cock inside as Spencer continued to come and pant. Bridget took off Spencer's blindfold. He saw that she wasn't wearing a blindfold, but she only had time to say one thing:

- I got stuck in your dick, you can punch, because I want to come!

Bridget's pussy squeezed Spencer's cock and she began to come like a pervert as she pulled him inside her and his cock went deeper and deeper inside her pussy. When they finished enjoying, with the whole cock inside her and between several kisses, the woman asked:

- Did you come when you saw that I wasn't blindfolded?

- No, it was because I saw something else.

- What did you see?

-I saw his eyes roll up as he came.

After they rested, Bridget came twice more intensely: once on top of Spencer and the other on all fours. They fucked until they couldn't take it anymore. Then they blacked out and when they woke up, they decided to take a shower and get dressed. Bridget led her nephew to the door, but before he left her house, she kissed him and asked:

- One more shag tomorrow, before Christmas dinner?

- Tomorrow and whenever you want.

- I'll stay here in Florida until the new year and then I'll go back to Italy. Don't worry, I'll pay for all your visits.

Spencer left her Aunt Bridget's house with a package containing two thousand dollars and a smile from ear to ear: the smile that comes after a "job" well done.