Straight Male / 50
Fun With An Old Stripper.
As a kid I was hard working boy, my family didn't have a lot of money but I had a paper route and mowed lawns. I did whatever I could to earn a buck ! When I was 16-17, I was up before daylight delivering papers and on Saturday morning I'd knock out 2-3 lawns before noon.
I had this one lady customer who I always saved for last because she didn't like to hear the mower noise at 8 in the morning. She was in her mid 50s, and you could tell that at one time she had been a real looker, but she had a lot of rough miles on her now.
I'd usually get done at her place around 10:30 or so and when I went to the door to get paid she always invited in while she searched around for her purse. She always had the same old oriental silk robe on that hung open, barely covering her breasts as she moved around. Her house smelled of cigarette smoke and she always kept the curtains closed. I never saw her when she didn't have a beer or a mixed drink in her hand.
Every time I went there, she would offer me a beer, but I mainly just wanted to get paid and get the hell out. After maybe the 3rd time there, when I went in ,she asked my to sit down and take a break. Then she sat down beside me and opened a scrapbook that was on the coffee table, She said "You might not believe this but at one I used to be a big star". She started to turn thru the pages and there were pin-up type pictures of her. There were pictures of her ranging from maybe her 20s up thru about 40 years of age. In many of them she was wearing just a G string . She had traveled all over the U.S and Canada as a big time stripper.
She sat up straight and tipped her head to one side as she opened her robe exposing big round breasts and said " I used to be known as "Luscious Loretta". I looked at her and looked at the pictures and she grinned and said " You wanna beer, I'm having one too". I told her sure, but I knew this wasn't her first of the day.
She came back and sat down beside me and we had a beer while she kept going on about show business, telling me she knew Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin when she was the hottest thing in Las Vegas, blah, blah ,blah.
The she opened he robe back up and placed my hand on one of her breasts and said " What do you thing of these, these made me a lot of money back in the day." I laughed and I thought, I bet they did. Well Loretta was about 5'9" had long legs. Her boobs were big ,round, firm and her nipples pointed straight out, obviously she had gotten a boob job back when and it was money well spent !
She kept flipping thru the book , just yacking away and I kept looking at her boobs, her nipples must have been 3 inches wide. She asked me if I wanted another beer and I told her I needed to be going,( I hadn't finished the first one).. "No No" she said " I wanna show you something" as she rushed out and came back with 2 more beers. Then she disappeared down the hall and stayed like what seemed forever.
When she came back, her hair was fixed , the robe was open and just tied loosely around her waist and she was wearing spike heels "Now watch me, this used to knock 'em dead" she grinned as she flipped on a cassette player. Well she went into this dance routine, swinging and swaying. She peeled off the robe real slow and seductive like and dropped it to the floor. She was wearing a G string and had tassles on her boobs. She twisted and grinded round, with her belly and thigh fat shaking. Then the big move was when she started to shake her boobs in big circles and the tassles were spinning like a fuckin' airplane propellers. I couldn't help but reach down and rub my hardening young cock.
When the music stopped I gave her a big round of applause and she was eating it up. She sat down beside me and chugged about half a beer as sweat beaded up on her face. She leaned over and reached down to feel my hard cock. " I told you that would always knock em dead, I see it got to you too" she laughed. Then she dropped down to her knees and pulled out my hard cock , stroked it a little and gave me a helluva blow job. As she wiped a little cum off her chin she whispered in true show biz style, "Thank you for being a wonderful audience" and laughed and chugged the rest of her beer.
I told her the pleasure had been all mine and when I was leaving, she said "See you next Saturday"? "Oh Absolutely" I said as I went out the door. As I started pushing the mower home, I chuckled and I thought " I wonder if Frank Sinatra enjoyed that as much as I did ? ...LOL.
I had this one lady customer who I always saved for last because she didn't like to hear the mower noise at 8 in the morning. She was in her mid 50s, and you could tell that at one time she had been a real looker, but she had a lot of rough miles on her now.
I'd usually get done at her place around 10:30 or so and when I went to the door to get paid she always invited in while she searched around for her purse. She always had the same old oriental silk robe on that hung open, barely covering her breasts as she moved around. Her house smelled of cigarette smoke and she always kept the curtains closed. I never saw her when she didn't have a beer or a mixed drink in her hand.
Every time I went there, she would offer me a beer, but I mainly just wanted to get paid and get the hell out. After maybe the 3rd time there, when I went in ,she asked my to sit down and take a break. Then she sat down beside me and opened a scrapbook that was on the coffee table, She said "You might not believe this but at one I used to be a big star". She started to turn thru the pages and there were pin-up type pictures of her. There were pictures of her ranging from maybe her 20s up thru about 40 years of age. In many of them she was wearing just a G string . She had traveled all over the U.S and Canada as a big time stripper.
She sat up straight and tipped her head to one side as she opened her robe exposing big round breasts and said " I used to be known as "Luscious Loretta". I looked at her and looked at the pictures and she grinned and said " You wanna beer, I'm having one too". I told her sure, but I knew this wasn't her first of the day.
She came back and sat down beside me and we had a beer while she kept going on about show business, telling me she knew Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin when she was the hottest thing in Las Vegas, blah, blah ,blah.
The she opened he robe back up and placed my hand on one of her breasts and said " What do you thing of these, these made me a lot of money back in the day." I laughed and I thought, I bet they did. Well Loretta was about 5'9" had long legs. Her boobs were big ,round, firm and her nipples pointed straight out, obviously she had gotten a boob job back when and it was money well spent !
She kept flipping thru the book , just yacking away and I kept looking at her boobs, her nipples must have been 3 inches wide. She asked me if I wanted another beer and I told her I needed to be going,( I hadn't finished the first one).. "No No" she said " I wanna show you something" as she rushed out and came back with 2 more beers. Then she disappeared down the hall and stayed like what seemed forever.
When she came back, her hair was fixed , the robe was open and just tied loosely around her waist and she was wearing spike heels "Now watch me, this used to knock 'em dead" she grinned as she flipped on a cassette player. Well she went into this dance routine, swinging and swaying. She peeled off the robe real slow and seductive like and dropped it to the floor. She was wearing a G string and had tassles on her boobs. She twisted and grinded round, with her belly and thigh fat shaking. Then the big move was when she started to shake her boobs in big circles and the tassles were spinning like a fuckin' airplane propellers. I couldn't help but reach down and rub my hardening young cock.
When the music stopped I gave her a big round of applause and she was eating it up. She sat down beside me and chugged about half a beer as sweat beaded up on her face. She leaned over and reached down to feel my hard cock. " I told you that would always knock em dead, I see it got to you too" she laughed. Then she dropped down to her knees and pulled out my hard cock , stroked it a little and gave me a helluva blow job. As she wiped a little cum off her chin she whispered in true show biz style, "Thank you for being a wonderful audience" and laughed and chugged the rest of her beer.
I told her the pleasure had been all mine and when I was leaving, she said "See you next Saturday"? "Oh Absolutely" I said as I went out the door. As I started pushing the mower home, I chuckled and I thought " I wonder if Frank Sinatra enjoyed that as much as I did ? ...LOL.
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