Old & Young Having Fun: 5 Stories Of Elderly Men Enjoying Sex With Hot Girls, Aged 18+

By D.F. Darke

Old men’s fantasies come true as they enjoy lashings of sex with gorgeous, young beauties (aged 18+). Imagine yourself getting this lucky...

Arthur’s Dirty Movies: When 19-year-old students Tara and Claire meet elderly Arthur on the train, they think he’s such a sweet old man. But 80-year-old Arthur has a side line that might just scare off the sexy young women: he shoots homemade porn – and he needs hot actresses to take part. Will Tara and Claire be up for it? Only one way to find out...

Peeping Pays Off: Clifford Brook is a dirty old man. He's proud to be known as a peeping tom and often spies on the sexy ladies (18+) as they strut around town. Clifford doesn't care what people think. After all, he's 78. But when hot babes Tara and Ella get a little dutch courage after a night out, they decide to put the pervert straight... but things don't go exactly to plan for the party girls.

Games, Sex & Match: When hot Vicky Halewood is stood up by her husband at the local tennis club, 83-year-old George Fowles, club secretary and randy old git, is called upon to break the news to the attractive young lady. But Mr Fowles has other games planned for vixen Vicky – and she turns out to be a very willing partner as the pair serve up some ace action... but it’s not over yet for Vicky as three of Mr Fowles’ buddies want in on the game, too. Can Vicky handle it?

Opa On Top: Hot live-in babysitter Zahirah has been left home alone while her employers enjoy a day out. She is free to be naughty. And dressed in her sexiest lingerie, it’s what she’s planning to be. All she has to do is phone her handsome boyfriend and invite him round. But her plans go awry when she realizes she’s not entirely alone in the house. The family’s elderly German grandpa is staying with his English relatives. And when Opa and Zahirah bump into each other, “naughty” takes on a whole new meaning for the horny 21-year-old girl...

The Student Body: When retired professor Jock Reeves, 73, agrees to take a week-long teaching assignment at an infamous college little does he know what's in store for him when he walks into a geography tutorial with sexy 20-year-old student Carli Day. Minx Carli soon has the elderly educator in a sweaty with her offer to take him “around the world”...

About the Author
By day, DF Darke is someone else. By night, he is who he is... That will be a 78-year-old from England who likes writing about chaps his age, and older, getting lucky hot young women – and why not? It’s every elderly guy’s fantasy, isn’t it? And his stories will help you play out yours.

Warning
These stories are for adults only and feature vivid descriptions of sexual acts between older men and younger women. All characters featured are consenting adults.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rebecca Ryatt
• Release date: Jul 19, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463617441

D.F. Darke

D.F. Darke is an Englishman from Hampshire. During his working life he was a handyman. He’d like to think he’s still a bit of a handy man, now. The ladies might not agree, though. He is in his 80s and has been writing dirty stories all his life — but it’s only in the past few years that he’s had the confidence to dig them out, type them up, and publish them. He supports Southampton Football Club in England and would really like to be a porn star. He’s got a Twitter account, @df_darke.

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5 Stories Of Elderly Men Enjoying Sex With Hot Girls, Aged 18+

D.F. Darke

Copyright © 2019 by D.F Darke

All rights reserved.

No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law.

Contents

1. Arthur’s Dirty Movies

2. Peeping Pays Off

3. Game, Sex & Match

4. Opa On Top

5. The Student Body

About Author

Arthur’s Dirty Movies

TWO very pretty girls came on the train and Arthur smiled at them. The carriage was busy, and he was sitting at a table seat. The two seats opposite him were empty. The girls, both about twenty, maybe, looked around then one smiled at Arthur and said, ‘Anyone sitting here?’

Arthur said, ‘No, girls, they’re free.’

The lovelies slid into the seats opposite Arthur. He couldn’t help it, but he felt something stir in his loins.

Arthur was eighty years old. He had white hair, combed over his bald head. He was thin and wrinkly, but very sprightly for his age.

He had been to London to visit his great-grandson, and now he was headed back to his home in Hastings, where the famous battle took place in 1066.

The girls sat down. They were even prettier now that Arthur had had a good look. One had straight hair, black with blonde streaks; the other’s hair was wavy and beige blonde, also with highlights in it. The black-blonde-haired girl wore a beanie hat and had on very short denim shorts, and patterned tights. Her legs were very slender and shapely. The beige blonde beauty wore a crop top that showed off her toned tummy, a little diamond in her belly button. She had a baseball cap on her head. She sat by the window and gazed out as the countryside started to race by as the train got going.

The dark-haired girl smiled at Arthur and said, ‘It’s really busy, isn’t it.’

‘Very busy. Have you been shopping?’

‘We’re students,’ said the girl. ‘Just off to college.’

‘That’s nice. I’ve just been to London to visit my great-grandson, he’s at college there.’

‘Wow, your great grandson’s in college?’ said the pretty girl.

‘Yes, I’m eighty years old you know. He’s eighteen. Same age as you, probably.’

‘We’re nineteen,’ said the girl.

Arthur felt that familiar stirring again.

‘So, what do you do at college, girls?’ he asked.

‘I do fashion,’ said the pretty dark-haired girl. ‘And Claire does admin,’ she added, jutting a thumb at her friend, who smiled nonchalantly.

‘Admin, that’s nice, do you like that?’ asked Arthur, trying to engage the quieter one.

‘Yes, it’s all right. Not as much fun as fashion, though,’ she said, her voice very sweet and warm.

‘No, I bet fashion’s fun,’ Arthur said, turning his attention to the other girl again. ‘I’m Arthur, by the way.’

‘Like the king,’ said the girl, smiling, and then added, ‘I’m Tara and that’s Claire.’

‘Nice to meet you, girls,’ said Arthur,

‘What does your great-grandson do at college?’ said Tara.

‘Oh, he‘s doing medicine.’

Tara’s eyes went wide, and Claire also turned to look at Arthur.

‘Wow, he’s clever,’ said Tara.’

‘He is,’ Arthur confirmed.

‘Is he handsome?’ Tara asked, her eyes flashing playfully.

‘Of course he is,’ Arthur said. ‘He gets his good looks from me, you know.’

Tara laughed, and Claire also smiled. It was nice to see her smile. She was a gorgeous girl. Her blue eyes were vivid, and really sent chills down Arthur’s spine.

‘You’re very lovely, the both of you,’ he said. ‘You should be actresses or models.’

‘Ha! Ha! Flattery will get you everywhere,’ said Tara, a really delightful, flirty girl.

He glanced at Claire, who gazed out of the window, and he said, ‘Well, I’m sure you don’t want an old man boring you, you look like you need time to yourselves.’

‘No, it’s okay,’ said Tara.

Claire smiled too. ‘It’s fine, sorry, I’m just tired.’

‘She’s got a hangover,’ said her friend.

‘I see,’ Arthur said.’

‘I hope I didn’t seem rude,’ said Claire.

Arthur shook his head. ‘Not at all, not at all. I was the one who may have been forward; you know, chatting to two young ladies and all that.’

‘Nothing wrong with that is there,’ said Tara. ‘So, where do you live Arthur?’

‘Hastings,’ he said. ‘What about you?’

‘I’m from Hastings, but Claire’s from Kent. We’re both down here studying.’

Arthur thought for a second. ‘Do you have jobs outside of college? It must be difficult being a student these days.’

Tara pulled a face. ‘We do some bar work, but it’s not a lot of money and you have to do a lot of it.’

Claire said, ‘My mum and dad help a little bit, but I work in a book shop; it doesn’t pay well.’

Arthur considered his next statement carefully.

‘Well,’ he said, ‘pretty girls like you could make good money modelling, you know.’

Tara laughed. Claire raised her eyebrows.

Tara said, ‘Oh, yes, is that what you call it these days?’

Arthur laughed.

Claire was still eyeing him suspiciously.

He swallowed, his throat dry.

‘I do photography, video work, too.’

Claire gasped and stiffened, as if she wanted to bolt. Tara gawked now, her apparently permanent smile suddenly gone.

Arthur continued. ‘A young lady could make upwards of £1000, you know. Even before you start, you’d have £200 in your pocket.’

‘Doing what exactly?’ said Claire, eyes narrow.

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Arthur didn’t expect the girls to get in touch. It was a big risk. Always was, especially with amateurs. You could hire a professional and they would at least consider your request. Some said they preferred not to. Others were more game. It was a big ask, expecting them to have sex with an eighty-year-old man.

Yes, that’s what Arthur did. He made porn for the internet. He’d only started five months ago, after his beloved wife died. He’d always been fascinated by porn, from the dirty photos of the 1950s, to the advent of dirty films and video, especially, in the 1970s and 1980s. And then came the internet.

His grandson got him online a few years back, while his wife was still alive. And once he was online Arthur found a whole new world of porn.

He could barely contain himself. He’d stay up after his wife went to bed and trawl the Net for dirty movies.

Oh, how he wished he were young again!

He’d become a porn star.

But after his wife died five months ago, he initially entered a long gloom. He was naturally sad. But then he returned to his new-found pastime – internet porn.

Online he met some old fellas just like him. And one of them showed him his website. It featured the old chap, who was in his late seventies, filming himself having sex with hot young girls, aged over eighteen.

It nearly gave Arthur a heart attack watching. And it also gave him an idea.

His website was called Arthur’s Dirty Movies. And now he needed some actresses. Most of his videos thus far were downloads from other sites. They included all the old man-young woman videos.

But Arthur wanted to star in his own films.

He had met the lovely girls on the train, and thought, Why Not? He had offered them his card and now he waited. And hoped.

*

‘Absolutely no way,’ said Claire, feeling flushed.

‘Why not?’ said Tara.

‘For starters, I don’t want to be a porn actress. And for enders, I don’t want an old man seeing my tits.’

‘You’ve made a sex tape with Andy.’

‘Andy is my boyfriend, and it’s not public.’

‘I’ve seen it, Claire.’

‘Tara, you’re my best mate. And anyway, Andy is twenty and hot. He’s not, like eighty – eugh! The thought of even letting an old man like that see my boobs or anything else is just sick.’

‘They’re just boobs, Claire.’

‘They are my boobs. And only my boyfriend gets to see them and touch them.

‘Have some more wine,’ said Tara.

‘You can’t get me to do this by getting me drunk.’

‘I’m not trying to.’

‘You are. Tara, I can’t even believe you’re thinking about this.’

‘It’s good money. And he was sweet.’

‘He was a dirty old man.’

‘But he was sweet.’

‘Yes, okay, he was sweet.’

‘And it’s good money,’ Tara repeated.

‘Yes, it is, but you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.’

‘There’d be two of us, we’d be okay. I mean, we could easily sort out a doddery old man like that if he got too much – but I don’t think he would.’

‘There might be more of them when we get there.’

‘Get there?’ said Tara. ‘You mean we’re going?’

Blushing hotly, Claire said, ‘That’s not what I meant.’

‘What did you mean then?’

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‘Really?’ said Arthur, barely able to contain his excitement.

Tara, on the phone, said, ‘Yes, why not?’

‘And your friend, too?’

‘Yes, Claire’s up for it.’

‘Oh, lovely.’

‘She’s a bit scared. We’re not going to get raped or anything are we?’

‘Good grief, no,’ said Arthur, completely shocked at the suggestion. ‘It’s all consensual.’

‘Thought so. How much do we get paid?’

‘Well, you’ll both get £200 up front, then after we’re done another £200 each. Then, when we get it online, depending on the number of downloads, you’ll get five per cent of every download, and it’s £9.99 to download.’

‘Okay, that’s all right. And what will we have to do?’

He told her.

‘All right, though I’m not going to tell, Claire everything.’

‘Why’s that?’ asked Arthur.

‘Well, she might be a little put off.’

‘Is that because I’m old?’

‘That’s a little to do with it,’ said Tara.

‘That is understandable, but it’s one reason this type of erotic situation is well rewarded.’

Arthur was erect just thinking about Tara and Claire, and he rubbed