A story about a man on vacation in Spain who meets two older ladies. They are lesbians, but he is still able to get a blowjob after quite a bit of beer. A photo accompanying the story is of an elderly live woman, who speaks Spanish and German named Rubi
It was hot. The sun burned on my skin as I walked along the road, balking. The usually fairly busy road seemed to be extinct on purpose now. Okay, probably a lot of people were busy at this time preparing for the New Year’s Eve party, which was about to begin. I didn’t care. I had traveled to Fuerteventura for some winter sun. My days were filled with reading and cycling. The latter was killing me now. Although the rented road bike was of good quality, the road surface had other plans for me. One puncture could have been fixed, but the second time was no help at all. With more than six kilometers to go, without water, I walked on in a daze. The surrounding dryness seemed to emphasize the dryness in my throat more and more.
Actually, I was kind of bummed. It wasn’t that I had any plans for this evening, but the walking combined with the lack of water and the few passersby who invariably drove by meant that my mood was not New Year’s Eve. When I saw a van in the distance at the top of another slope, it didn’t do anything for me either. Vehicles were often abandoned because their owners had gone to sea.
As I approached, there seemed to be two figures standing near the dark van. As my footsteps moved in that direction, the figures became more and more feminine. The warmth and my state also ensured that it could also be the wish of thought. Yet it turned out to be no mirage. One of them stood quietly sipping a cigarette, while the other was still doing some packing. Two older ladies. Estimated to be between forty-five and fifty. Not for a moment did they look at me.
‘Ola,’ it came from their side when I approached them at ten meters. I greeted them back. ‘Need help? Apparently, they realized I wasn’t from there. The accent, as well as their appearance, did make it clear that they were Spanish. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were just from this island, but that could also be an ignorant thought on the part of the tourist. I explained what the malarkey was. “Water?” the smoking lady asked from behind her large, dark sunglasses. Even before I could have answered, she deftly threw a water bottle at me. Without much effort, I was able to catch it with my left hand. ‘Thanks.’ I opened the water bottle and let the water dispel the dryness in my body. Meanwhile, after taking a short gasp, she said I could drink it down. After doing so within moments, I thanked her again.
As it was still a few kilometers to the hotel and I could now get going again in good spirits, I wanted to continue. “Wait. It was the other lady who had turned around after she had packed the last thing. The black shirt with spaghetti straps could not hide the absence of her bra. ‘If you want, put the cycle in the car, and we’ll bring you.’ Her greenish eyes were friendly. Without any further thought, but after asking once if they really didn’t mind, I accepted the offer. My rental bike went easily into the back of the van, next to the necessary water sports equipment, after which the three of us took our seats in the front.
The two older ladies brought my back
While I had taken a seat on the right-hand side and was surprised at the absence of functioning seat belts, the minivan was started. Immediately, the conversation also started. The lady next to me, who was smoking and had not yet taken off her big sunglasses, introduced herself as Valeria. The few kilometers along the coast taught me that the two were staying together in a small villa just outside Corralejo. They had come here from the Spanish capital to be able to start living again. The property belonged to an uncle of Valeria’s.
When they stopped in the parking lot of my hotel, I knew more about them than they knew about me. The lady, who did not yet have a name, asked me the moment I got out of the car what I would be doing that night. ‘Nothing. ‘Nothing. Looking at what the hotel offers, but nothing special. Don’t know anyone here either.’ ‘You can come with us too.’ Both I and Valeria looked at her. ‘At least that’s not as impersonal as in this hotel.’ ‘That sounds cozy. If that’s okay with you guys…’ ‘Yes, yes, of course,’ Valeria replied a little hastily.
After taking my bike to the parking lot and quickly grabbing some clothes, because I could freshen up there, I stepped onto the bus. Valeria was standing at the open door with her cigarette for a moment. Her smile was of the same Hollywood-like finesse. With that, I couldn’t gauge whether she was really behind her friend’s idea. Valeria put out her cigarette and stepped into the car in front of me. I followed, only to be driven out of town before I was even properly seated. Less than five minutes later, I was standing in front of a modern villa on the slope of the volcano. The view of the city, with Lanzarote lying behind it, was mighty. The rising darkness provided a beautiful play of lights. The lady who had driven the car and whose modest but not too small facade was clearly not covered by a bra, had meanwhile identified herself as Dorita. She also pointed me to the bathroom, after which they decided it was the first time to toast this evening with the older ladies. Three cans of San Miguel were brought out from the fridge and then raised high and placed to our lips.
As we let the Spanish beer slide down our throats in portions, I was briefly shown around. It was clear that not only the detached villa itself was fully equipped; so was the garden. There, in the modestly shining light, adorned a beautiful swimming pool. The two sunbeds next to it made it clear that there had been recent activity there because a black and dark blue bikini was still hanging there to dry. Valeria had finished her beer first, which meant she had the bathroom to herself first. Teasingly, she tossed her shirt and into the room as her footsteps moved further and further away from us. Valeria granted us another glance at her completely naked back just before she went through the dividing door. Her black bra had also had to go, just before she was out of sight. Enthusiastically, she exclaimed that the bathroom was hers. Dorita and I walked to the kitchen. A second canister was welcome.
In the short time with these two older ladies, it had already become clear to me that they were more or less in a relationship with each other, but that, despite the progressive thoughts in their region, they did not make this known very openly. ‘Valeria is the best pussy licker ever.’ Her eyes turned into shining orbs when she said that, then she quickly took a sip of beer. ‘Ha, you say that.’ For a moment I waited. ‘You haven’t given me a chance yet.’ ‘Haha,’ at which Dorita almost choked on her beer. ‘You’re a man, dear.’ For a moment she looked at me, sparkling. ‘And I go for women.’ Smiling, we toasted that and sat down outside.
The conversation on the terrace was promptly ended when a voice sounded behind us. Both I and Dorita looked back. Valeria. Almost with a nonchalant flair, she asked why there was no beer ready for her yet. But why did I immediately think of sex with two older ladies anyway?
The turquoise towel she had put on rendered us speechless for several reasons. Dorita saw her lover who would be naked in a jerk, where I saw a lady I didn’t know until recently and now apparently hadn’t been able to find a bigger towel. Her buttocks then demanded emphatic attention under the edge of the fabric, not daring to think to where the front ran. Valeria grabbed a can just out of sight and then came to stand in the doorway.
‘You can shower,’ she said to me. ‘And you go to the store quickly. Beer done.’ Those last words were the ones that went in Dorita’s direction with slight coercion. ‘It was your turn.’ ‘Too bad, but I’ll go. Anything else you need?’ ‘Something tasty, make sangria?’ ‘I’ll check what they have. We’re going to make it a fun mini-party.’ Dorita then got right into the action. Teasingly, she tapped Valeria’s buttocks as she passed. My eyes had to make an effort not to follow the physical delights too emphatically.
Less than a minute after Valeria had asked Dorita to go to the store, the latter was already outside. When the car was started, Valeria escorted me to the bathroom. At some distance, I followed her upstairs. My bag of clothes I had already left there during the tour. Following Valeria made my heart pump blood faster. Her slightly hip-wiggling walk up the stairs was more challenging than many an actress could portray. Upstairs, she opened the brand-new bathroom and told me that if I needed anything, to call her. After Valeria closed the door, I began to quickly strip off the cycling clothes. I had been wearing those long enough now. My cycling togs had just come off when the door opened. Sorry, I forgot a towel for you,” Valeria said. The unexpected entrance had meant that I couldn’t cover my case very adequately. Valeria’s eyes were therefore quickly drawn there. She excused herself again, then closed the door. My heart was racing even faster now. The rain shower could therefore now double its cooling effect.
After I had landed on my feet again and could really start freshening up, I turned the knob a bit further so that the temperature of the water rose a bit. I washed thoroughly, then dried myself just as well with the towel Valeria had brought. Just as I was doing that, the door opened again. Valeria. It only surprised me now that I hadn’t locked the door. “Sorry. The twinkle in her eye was there as she almost sneaked in. Still she had the towel on. Mine covered my noble parts. ‘Sorry, but…’ For a moment, it remained silent. Valeria looked back as if to make sure this could stay between us. In a more oppressive voice she continued, ‘It’s been so long since I’ve seen a man like this.’ Her voice could almost be called hoarse. Valeria’s beautiful, light eyes continued to rest on my crotch. I felt my brown cock stir.
Valeria came further in. Loosely, she leaned against the vanity, using her buttocks as support. This lady had a great look. From the moment I first saw her, quietly smoking from behind big sunglasses, to the seductive finesse with which she showed herself in just a towel, Valeria was an appearance to be admired as a man. For the woman, the same applies. The dark brown hair was now in a small ponytail backwards, with the front strands hanging loose. When her arm reached forward and her fingertips caressed my chest for a few centimeters, I felt that my case was not at all bothered by the hours of being firmly wrapped up.
‘If Bella hears about this, she’ll kill me,’ she said in a soft, hitched way. Valeria didn’t let it grow any grass after that. Her body came to stand close to mine, her hands semi-subtly taking care of my towel. Our heads danced sultrily around each other, without our lips finding each other. Valeria’s fingertips seemed to subtly want to touch every bit of my torso, then let the rest of my body within her reach experience these gentle touches as well. Teasingly, she came close to my now hard rod, extremely skillfully not touching it. It was clear that my member could not have aligned itself more tightly in its skin upwards. The head showed in all its glory, yearning for attention that had not been enjoyed earlier that vacation.
For a moment our eyes looked deeply at each other. The small smile on the beautiful Spanish’s face said feeling. Two moments later her right, delicate hand grasped my cock. The brief movements toward her felt heavenly. My hands now seized the opportunity to join her towel to mine. I now felt the freedom of being able to enjoy her nakedness. Her breasts showed as a beautiful bulge with nipples pointing slightly upward. Even before I had touched them, these buds were hard. My left hand explored her right breast first and then gave the left as much attention. Valeria began to pull on my cock a little more fanatically at this. My right hand was allowed to explore the soft skin of her back and buttocks. That hand was then also in seventh heaven. Her ass made it clear that she was training her body well, without being an exaggerated lump of muscle. A buttery gasp was audible near my right ear.
Now that her beautiful body, perfect of Mediterranean color, shone close to me in full nudity, I decided to take charge. My hands both slid to her buttocks and as I gave Valeria a kiss on the neck, I deftly lifted her onto the sink. My mouth didn’t know where to go. As I bent over a little to her breasts, her hand could no longer hold my hard cock. Valeria put both her arms around me in approval of my oral indulgence.
Although her provocative, great-feeling bosom more than deserved my attention, I quickly descended further. The fact that Dorita wasn’t allowed to know anything provided an incentive to not let things get too long. My mouth, therefore, soon found the inch-wide, short-trimmed signage to perform my oral arts there. As my tongue slipped between her lips, it was clear that Valeria didn’t really need any extra prep work. Still, I grabbed her buttocks firmly with two hands, to show her my skills in the area of petting. As my tongue made her moan, Dorita’s words were still dancing through my head.
Valeria grabbed my short, still wet hair firmly. My mouth caught on that the intensity could be stepped up. Every now and then she pressed her lower body against my face with great force. The Spanish beauty was completely absorbed in the oral gratification between her thighs. More and more I got the idea that Valeria was approaching a magical moment. Apparently, she didn’t want to experience it yet, because suddenly she pushed me out from between her legs.
Deftly the gorgeous older lady wiggled off the sink and immediately went through her knees. With her right hand, she grabbed my cock firmly and pulled the foreskin back. From my gleaming glans, she looked up. I didn’t have to give approval, because immediately she was already licking upwards from my shaved balls. She repeated this a few times before sucking my cock halfway into her mouth at once. With deep, buttery strokes, she began to suck me. When she briefly let my rock-hard cock slip from her mouth and let her hand play with it briefly, she said, “Not the first time, but it’s been a long time. Right after those words, she resumed the heavenly blowjob. Valeria was clearly adept at orally satisfying my love rod. Time after time she sucked him all the way in, only occasionally letting my pole slide out of her mouth completely, so that while licking and sucking she could also give my balls attention. Where Valeria until a few moments ago was still stored in my gray matter as an older lady who only loved women, here she showed more. This unexpected turn of events made this New Year’s Eve already a success.
When Valeria let my cock slip out of her mouth again for a moment and continued to pleasure it while pulling. She looked up at me questioningly. I wanted this older lady to experience everything she could not experience with a woman in bed. Valeria kissed my glans and came up, teasingly her fingertips went over my chest, then she turned around. She rubbed her delicious buttocks along my cock, then placed her elbows on the sink. Her legs she gracefully set a little apart.
I stroked along her beautiful, even back and at her buttocks I planted my hands. ‘Oh yes, lick me,’ Valeria moaned. Even though I had intended to give her my rod of lust, I decided to comply with her yearning request. After all, a brief lick of her buttery pussy could never hurt. I pulled her buttocks a little apart and dropped to my knees. The delicious, salty smell of her love juices entered my nose.
My tongue caressed Valeria from behind. The conviction this one put into licking seemed to have saved the best until the end of 2021. Fervently, I stroked her while crouching in that luxurious bathroom. In the process, the soft yet firm flesh of her buttocks felt wonderful in my hands. Honestly, what didn’t feel good about this Spanish, natural beauty?
Despite the fact that this exciting union involved some haste, I licked Valeria’s pussy. The Spanish moans that slipped across her lips in a horny tone probably only wanted to underscore how delicious she was enjoying it. “Fuck. Valeria suddenly pushed me back with her buttocks. ‘Dorita.’ I still had no idea if Valeria had regretted this moment or if Dorita was back. Valeria had already rushed out of the bathroom.
