Rosewood Circle

NOTE: Not all of my stories can be about young virile boys with a perpetual erection. Let’s face it guys we are all older than that and we are just trying to recapture our own lost youth in a fantasy world here at XNXX.

Before anyone suggests a part two, I already did that and then I combined them into this one story.


Rosewood Circle


I was recently watching a Disney movie about a youth retention camp called ‘Holes.’ There was a passage in that movie that made me think. One kid told the kid digging the hole next him that ‘it shouldn’t be labor to help your neighbor.’

Well I had been helping my neighbors for many years now and it was definitely becoming labor for me. Hell I was getting older too. When we all moved into this community together we were much younger, we were all married, and we all had children. We always helped one another out whenever we could too. Over the years we have watched as our children grew up and moved away. We watched, as our spouses grew old, got sick, and died. We clung to one another in our times of need.

Soon on Rosewood Circle I was the only man left. The other six houses on our circle all contain women. We were all at least sixty-five years old and fully retired too.

I got to climb up the ladders to clean the leaves out the eve troughs, cut the dead tree limbs, and to mow the lawns in the summer and snowplow our sidewalks in the winter. I got to all of minor repairs, knock down the bee’s nests, and retrieve the mouse traps too.

It was as if I owned all seven houses and was responsible to six wives but I had none of the advantages that I really wanted and needed. I was only good for labor and I finally got discouraged. I complained about it to my neighbor and then hid inside my house for a few days.

I had blown off steam with my neighbor Agnes that day. I even mentioned to her that it shouldn’t be labor to help your neighbor. Then for some strange reason I told her how much that I missed sex too. Of course I regretted what I had said to her and was so embarrassed that I went into hiding. Well then I didn’t answer the phone or the door for those two days either.

Agnes knew where I kept my spare key and opened the door one night shortly after I went to bed. Everybody seems to know everyone else’s schedule and mine is pretty consistent. The six women came in and then climbed up the stairs silently to my bedroom. For some reason I was restless and sensed that something was wrong and then I started to reach over to turn on my nightlight. That is when Agnes turned on my ceiling light from the doorway.

There, standing around my bed were my six neighbor ladies Agnes, Ethel, Helen, Mildred, Phoebe, and Ruth. They each had on a very sexy transparent negligée and were smiling at me. I looked from one to the other of them standing around my bed. I had always wanted to see their tits and now that I could I wasn’t sure what to do. I was trying to figure out if I had died in my sleep and was in heaven when I heard a voice.

Agnes said, “Your wife once told me that you wanted to see all of us naked. The girls and I talked it over and decided that this was as close as we wanted to get the first time around.”

Ethel said, “We talked about your problem too and we also miss sex with our spouses just as much as you do. We are all willing to help you out if you are willing to help us out too.”

Helen said, “We have done a lot of talking over the last couple of days and some of us miss flashing our husbands once in a while when he was around. We would love to flash you if you don’t mind.”

Mildred said, “Some of us even like to do our housework in the nude too. Maybe you will let us clean your house in the nude. You can watch us if you want too.”

Phoebe said, “Some of us like to go out into our Jacuzzi without our bathing suites on too. You are welcome to join us if you would like.”

Ruth said, “My husband loved it when I took my teeth out and gave him a blowjob. He didn’t have to do a thing he could just lay there and enjoy it. Would you like that?”

Agnes said, “What we are trying to say is… it shouldn’t be labor to help your neighbor and we miss sex too. So if you will accept sex from us as payment for everything that you do for us…then we have a deal.”

Ethel said, “We drew straws and it’s my night to sleep with you. Which side do you sleep on?”

I simply slid over to my side of the bed and Ethel got in under the covers with me. She reached down under the covers and came back up with her transparent panties. She carefully let them drop to the floor. Then Ethel lifted her negligée up over her head too and let it drop to the floor. Everyone knew that she was naked and in bed with me. They also knew that I slept naked too. As Ethel held the covers up tightly to her neck she asked the other ladies to leave us alone and to turn the light off on their way out.

When the other ladies had all left Ethel snuggled her breasts into me and kissed me on the cheek. Then she ran her hand down my body and stopped with it on my semi-hard cock and balls. I was slowly raising to the occasion. Ethel seemed to like that. She lay back flat and pulled my hand over to cup her breast then after a moment she pushed it down to cup her pussy. Ethel was one of the older gals on the circle. She was probably seventy-five years old. She had white hair and not a bad figure. She had always been so prim and proper around me before so having her in bed with me was not in her nature. She told me that it had been more than ten years since she had had sex and asked me to go slow and to be gentle with her. She also said that she always liked a lot of foreplay. She asked me to manually stimulate her clitoris and to give her oral sex too if I didn’t object to that. She assured me that she had cleaned it out real well before walking over here in just her negligée. Now that surprised me to think that an older woman like Ethel would walk to my house in something like that. Then I asked her what she was going to wear home in the morning. She started to giggle. She hadn’t thought about that. I told her that I still had my wife’s robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door. She thanked me for the offer and then thanked me for finding her clit. She told me that she might need a lot of stimulation to get her pussy wet enough. After all as you get older you have less internal fluids to coat your pussy. I told her that my wife kept some lubricant in her nightstand. She said that she would wait until I was done first.

So I fingered Ethel’s clit and felt around her pussy. I put my fingers up to my nose and she did smell clean so I put my head under the covers. I could feel her holding them up to her neck as I moved down. She parted her legs in cooperation too. It had been a few years for me too but I still remembered what to do. When I was completely between her open legs and kneeling I placed my face in her crotch. My fingers told me that she had very little hair left on her pussy. I opened her pussy lips with my fingers and put my tongue in between them. I tentatively licked her clit and she moaned to let me know that she liked it. So did I. I licked her for as long as I could stay in that position. At my age cutting off the flow of blood to your legs is not such a good idea. I put as much saliva in her vagina as I could while I was down there. I told her that I thought that it might be enough. Ethel reached down and said that she wanted to put some lubricant on my cock first. I had never heard this lady say the word cock in my life. She got the tube out of my wife’s end table and applied a liberal coating to my cock. She seemed to enjoy stroking it. Then she even aimed it into her opening for me since her hand was already greasy. I eased my member into her slowly and gently and Ethel liked it. She said that she used to enjoy being on top when she was younger. She also liked to do it in the backseat of a car too, especially at an outdoor theater. She liked the chance of getting caught. Then she laughed and thought that maybe she should just walk home in her nightie in the morning and see if she attracts any attention. As I pumped into her I got more and more excited. So did Ethel. Then when I came inside of her Ethel said that she was having her orgasm too. She cried. It was her first orgasm since before her husband had died. She didn’t know how much she had missed sex.

After we had made love Ethel and I cuddled into one another and fell asleep. In the morning I woke up first. I could hardly believe what it felt like to wake up next to a woman. I held one of her tits until she too woke up. Then I kissed her and not on her cheek either. As I lowered the covers to take a look at her breasts Ethel tried to hold them up to her neck. I explained that we had made love last night and that I was going to see her naked one way or the other so she let go. I lowered the covers slowly so as not to scare her too much. Her breasts were just fine. They were not too big or too saggy they were just right for her. I leaned down and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. Ethel liked it and held me closer to her. I pushed the covers down further. Ethel was not too sure of that but she didn’t stop me either. I was right she didn’t have much hair down there and what she did have was just as white as what was on her head. I tried to part her pussy lips so Ethel parted her legs for me. I remember my wife’s pussy lips gluing themselves together after sex too. I got between her legs since I was getting hard again and then parted her pussy lips. She was still full of cum so I just slipped my cock into her. Ethel asked me if she could get on top and I said that she sure could. So for the next several minutes she very gently did her pelvic thrusts on my cock. I didn’t cum that time and neither did she but we sure enjoyed ourselves.

We took a shower together and Ethel put her negligée back on but not her panties. I offered to make breakfast for her so she didn’t feel the need to put on the robe behind the door either. I just slipped on my pajama bottoms and walked her down the stairs. With her bad knees I didn’t want her to fall.

As we went into the kitchen the other five ladies were already there. The coffee was on and the bacon was sizzling. I should have been able to smell it but apparently my mind was elsewhere. The women asked Ethel to tell them all about it and she did. She made me out to be the nicest man in whole world. After we ate breakfast we all walked Ethel home in just her negligée however the ladies used their bodies to protect Ethel from any outsiders.