A Little Cream In The Coffee

I have no hang-ups about being seen naked and, even after 41 years together, my wife loves watching me naked. I am very fit, with a beautifully toned, muscular body, five-foot-six tall with dark hair and hazel eyes. I keep my cock and balls shaved clean and baby smooth. It is my cock that draws most of my attention though: it is long and very thick!

Our neighbor, Gretta is a German war bride, whose husband died years ago. She is about 10 years older than my wife and I, but in exceptionally good shape for her age. She seems to find a in the morning all sorts of excuses to drop in when she knows I am home. She never knocks if the back door is open; she just comes right on in and stares. She hardly ever takes her eyes off my cock. She will look at me when she is talking to me in particular; otherwise, my cock is the focus of her attention. It always reacts to this and starts to fill out and raise just a fraction. Edith wanted to show Gretta just what I had, so she planned that the next time she came around she would show him fully hard and perhaps more. I didn't have to wait long—the very next day, in fact!

Not to brag, but I have a 4 1/2-inch cock in its relaxed state, extending to a full 7 inches when fully erect and hard as a rock. My ball sack hangs about 1/2 inch longer, which neatly frames my penis. As I walk my balls bounce back and forth off my legs, keeping me in a semi state of erection. I was in the kitchen drinking coffee, naked as usual, when Gretta sailed in. I let them talk a while, then I stood right up close to Edith with one of her boobs pressing my cock as it twitched. "He likes all this attention," I said, as my gaze focused on my rising cock. Gretta stared at it and the conversation stopped as it filled out increasingly. "It gets really big," I told Gretta as my right hand dropped to grasp my shaft and my left hand played with my hairless balls. My rod was hot and smooth and jerked more at the touch of Edith’s fingers. She began to jerk off my hard cock, pulling the foreskin over the big purple head and back again. She jacked me harder and faster than normal and soon got me rocking my hips and fucking my hand. Suddenly three jets of come shot out into each of our 3 coffee cups, all over Gretta, and her dress covered tits. I kept massaging that lovely big cock until there was nothing left. Then I stirred each of our coffee cups and offered Gretta hers while Edith orally cleaned up my dripping cock as usual. We were so carried away by this, I didn't hear Gretta leave, without finishing her cup of cream topped coffee.   I'm sure she will be back for more tomorrow!