“When you reach the church in Castleconnell village, give me a buzz and I will give you exact directions from there”, said John. “Ok, will do !” I said, as I drove on that foggy December night on the new dual carriageway bypass in the direction of Dublin, away from Limerick.
My numerous escapades with many young escorts had almost saturated me sexually in recent times. Escort Ireland was officially an integral part of my life now………like some newfound obsession. I used to frequent street prostitutes even long before I had found EI. Those escapades took me to countless spots on outskirts of lovely Limerick, hitherto unknown, for those 50 Euro quickies, which used to be always in the crammed backseat of my car.
In the car
Being a big man, I never quite enjoyed screwing in a car. But the taste of enjoying that half-an-hour in the cozy comfort of some apartment, screwing some new babe each time, had changed my preferences forever. But Debbie was one rare gem. She was special. Very very special !! I had once picked her up from Dock Road and screwed her on the bank of Shannon, far-far away from the city centre, about six months ago. “Oh yeah, what a man, oh yeah, what a man, cream it and spunk that fanny”…….those magic words spoken by Debbie, an aging but immensely horny prostitute, had done magic for my male ego, as I pumped harder, pressing those firm boobs, about six months back.
On our way back that evening, I confessed to Debbie that she had been one helluva fuck, but it would be far nicer to screw her in the comfy sorroundings of indoors, rather than in a car. She instantly nodded in agreement, saying that she herself loves doing it in style, preferably after some wine and fine dining, by the fireplace inside a house, rather than in a car.
“What age do you think I am?” asked Debbie unexpectedly. “About 50…….?” I told a white lie, not wanting to upset her. “Well, 60…….no……. 63 to be precise !!” Debbie winked proudly. The idea of just having screwed someone my mother’s age had a strange effect on me. I stopped the car, hugged and kissed her warmly as she confessed “Wish I had met a man like you when I was younger. I have been through a lot of physical abuse, beaten mercilessly by my man”, said Debbie in an unmistakable Limerick accent. As I dropped her back on the Dock Road, I promised her that I would see her very soon, and next time, it wouldn’t be in a car !!!
I almost forgot that promise, blissfully carrying on with my quest to screw newer/younger girls spotted through EI ever since then………….well, their menu never dissappoints, and always keeps giving an endless supply of atleast two new choices every week……………..until today. Right since morning, I had been suddenly gripped by memories of my unique encounter with Debbie six months ago.
Giving Debbie a call
By midday, it became a desire of uncontrollable proportions and I was left with no choice but to give her a ring. “Must take a break from all those young babes, it would be great to fuck old Debbie for a change” ——- I thought as the phone rang. “But I am away from Limerick hon, with my boyfriend” coaxed Debbie in a half-hearted refusal……….she had recognised me immediately, which was grrreat !!! “How far away ? “……..well, I was’nt going to give up that easily, and was prepared to travel ANY distance to hump Debbie today.
Never before had I found myself hostage of such an uncontrollable urge to sleep with any particular woman………”if not this one, look for another one” had been my motto……..until today. But today, I knew, I just HAD to mount Debbie, come what may……. “I am in Castleconnell with John,” pleaded Debbie.
I knew John. He was an aging fellow, about 70, a companion of Debbie, who knew exactly what Debbie did for a living. In fact, he used to follow her on her outcalls in his black Nissan Sunny, just for her safety,without ever interrupting. So I knew, John would be the least of my problems. “Ok then, John’s house in Castleconnell, 8 o’clock”, said Debbie, resigning to my bully-ish posturing. ” But it would be €100″ said Debbie, as if to forewarn me. Such opportunism from a clever minx was always expected…………and it turned me on even more !!!
“No probs I will bring some red wine and grub too”, I said delightedly. This was still going to be better value than 150 bucks for a hurried 30 minute fuck. The car smelled of Pizza and shawarma rolls, as I pulled near the kerb outside John’s townhouse in Castleconnell. I was received with a big hug and a nice peck on the cheek by Debbie, dressed in a fashionable top, sexy silk scarf , woollen beany cap, leather gloves and boots and a frilled skirt, as John welcomed me in, taking the bottles of Château Lafite Rothschild from my hand, to ease the weight.
Stunning woman
If anything, fashion had never been Debbie’s weak area. I got reminded of that beady bottle-green G-string which I had found her wearing on our first encounter……….a welcome break from all those size 18 knickers from Penneys which her counterparts on Dock Road used to wear. No wonder, Debbie used to demand 80 euros for a screw in the car even as the others used to charge just 50………..and she got it too !!
“We are just back from a stroll from the village center”, explained Debbie, looking at my admiring glance. My pecker was unable to hold it’s excitement as she naughtily (but discreetly) ran her hand on my crotch, leading me into the living room. The fire was glowing and the warmth inside the house had caused frosting on the windows giving the room a cozier effect.
We drank some wine (which John dutifully served) and Debbie greedily took a bite of the Kebab, but sheepishly said, “I will leave the food for after the action, but it smells so tempting, I couldn’t resist” (secretly, even I prefered that), but insisted, “go on,help yourself” “No no, it’s okay, I am not hungry yet”, said Debbie. “Let me show you around”, she said after sometime.
It was a one storied townhouse, small but impeccably kept. As she led me to the second bedroom, I almost threw Debbie on the bed, unable to hold my excitement. “What about John?” I asked. “Ahh, don’t mind him, he will be okay, he’s had a few ciders and the wine will keep him happy”, said Debbie. I don’t remember when I had stripped, but within seconds I found myself on that double bed, totally bare, holding Debbie desperately.
In a hurry
I peeled off her clothes and wouldn’t have stopped had Debbie not said, “take it easy hon, whats the big rush…….look what I wore, specially for you”. She was indeed wearing a red padded bra and a white underwear with ‘kiss my pussy’ written on it. Debbie never fails to delight………I thought. “Dirty old bitch”, I thought lovingly. “Jaysus, where do you buy such crazy stuff ?” I asked. She laughed sexily and stroked my willy, “he is all up’n’ready to go, eh?” “Been like that all day”, I said…… I ripped off Debbie’s underpant and started licking her pussy. She had very soft short brown hair but the pussy smelt of urine, which turned me off a bit.
“Wash yourself, I’d love some 69”, I proposed and she immediately obliged. Back from the en-suite, she was all fresh. I lay on my back as she mounted me in the reverse. I parted her soft labia and started flicking her clit with my tongue. She was deepthroating me like never before. At her age, it was remarkable how well she had looked after herself…….perfectly manicured nails, her arse was soft but not saggy and legs still pretty firm. Of course, her zeal for sex could put even some girls in their 20’s in the shade. The thought that a woman could not only be sexually active, but actually enthusiastic about it at her age made my dick so erect that it began to ache.
I couldn’t wait much longer as she reached for a pink strawberry flavoured condom and rolled it expertly over my penis. Then she sucked it again, liberally coating it with her saliva to provide lubrication. It wouldn’t be fair to expect someone that age to give me a cowgirl, so I threw her down, lifted her legs bending them at the knees and parted her pussy. I had one last good look at that pinkish red piece of heaven which I had yearned all day. Then, I swiftly got off the bed, pulled her to the corner, took her legs on my shoulder and shot straight for her hole entering her, as she moaned loudly.
Before we knew, I was inside her, pumping madly. Believe me, she was very very tight………..dunno if this was a result of her lacking some sexual homones (which makes pussies naturally lubricated in younger girls), but she was as tight as a virgin !! Honestly, I came within 30 seconds………I had been holding the excitement all day……..a little too long for my capacity. Just as I was leaving, I noticed John sipping wine and watching the telly. “Bye, all yours !!!” I winked at John, as I left. “What about the food and wine”, asked John. “Enjoy that too”, I said contently. I had got what I wanted.
Since then, he has specialised in articles on the battle for equal rights for sex workers, sexual health, as well as bringing the readers fun news from around the world. He also has a major interest in LGBT rights, and is an active campaigner in this field.
When he isn't fighting the good fight, he enjoys spending time with his girlfriend, and young daughter. He also enjoys reading and taking long walks.
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