Crack Goes Her Hip

It was not the proudest erection that Sam had ever raised. Yet he was hard, as he slipped the condom on over his stiff prick, which was sticky with her yellowish saliva. She sucked on the remains of the candy, tasting his dick in her mouth as they switched positions: her perched on the edge of the bed, those thin buttocks hanging off the edge, the thin, droopy-looking thighs stretched apart to show a dull pink slit with stretched, dark lips amid a pale forest of curly hair.

Sam knelt down and spread the labia with his fingers. The insides were pink...and there was an absurd thankfulness that washed through him as he saw there were no liver-spots down there, no moles or skin-tags, and just the barest hint of moisture within the pink folds. He leaned forward and ran his tongue up, over, and in that twat to get it wet for his entrance...

...and almost immediately regretted it.

Sam shuddered...it was like kissing his grandmother goodnight. That same kind of dry fish lip feel against his cheeks, and the flavor was grapefruit sour, but also somehow gritty. The flesh was actually cool to his tongue, with just a bare bit of heat deeper within...and as he worked his tongue deeper, fighting the desire to retch, Sam heard the old woman begin to pant...and each pant grew longer and longer, the pitch rose in a kind of moan, and out of sight Sam had his fist on his prick, pumping the shaft to keep himself hard because he was determined now...

"Fuck...fuck me now...please..." her voice came out as a gasp.

He rose. The faded nipples, almost the same color as the pale, sagging teats, were stiff. There was color to those faded cheeks, and she stared at him like the witch out of some old Disney movie, about to get plowed by Prince Charming...

Well, Sam was no Prince charming. He bent over her and guided his dick into her hole. She reached up and those cold, bony hands made his skin crawl...but raw sexual determination fueled him as he pushed into her...all the way...until his body was almost lying on top of hers, and her nails gripped his shoulders and face twisted and she whispered hoarsely...

"Fuck me...fuck grandma...hard!"

Shame burned through Sam's brain that his dick didn't wilt immediately...but he pushed forward. The entrance was baggy, loose, cold, but inside it was tighter...almost too tight...and warmer. Better, anyway, than Sam's hand. Better than another night jerking his pathetic prick as he watched someone else go through the motions in another porn video. He pumped into her, slowly at first, and then faster as she began to grow slicker...as her moans grew louder...the heat began to build between them, and he surprised himself by kissing that wrinkled neck, by feeling those tits flop against his chest, and the aching, throbbing need behind his prick built up and up with each thrust, and he knew he was getting close.

A terrible, utter thought filled Sam at that moment. He wanted to cum in this old bitch. Wanted his spunk in this GILF. She was far past any worries about getting pregnant, he just wanted to make his mark and send her home with his sperm leaking into her fucking diaper. The old woman was into it too, as he whispered his terrible desire, her hands reaching down to grab his ass, her thighs stretched as far apart as she could manage.

"Yes...yes...do it! Fucking cum in me! I want to feel it...ah...ah...AGH...AAAGH. AAAAGH!"

The screams rang out shrill. The nails broke the skin as they dug into his back. A flush of triumph swept through Sam's chest as he was sure he had just given this ancient cunt her first orgasm in years.

Except she was screaming, sobbing, beating against his chest, and finally the toothless GILF muddled out the words...

"My hip...my hip!"

This time, Sam's erection did die. he pulled back and saw the livid bruise along her crotch, the weird way her leg left...and the few drops of spunk he had managed to shoot oozing out between her pussy lips.

"Please...call...911..." she panted as she tried to get up.

It was like the world slowed down. He watched the unsteady old woman try to lift herself up...totter...Sam reached out for her and his arms closed about empty air. His half-hard erection shook, and specks of jizz landed on her face the moment after she hit the floor.

"I've fallen...oh God...I've fallen and I can't..." She struggled to rise, but Sam was there this time. He scooped the old woman up in his arms...she barely weighed anything...and laid her on the bed. He swore he could hear bone scrape on bone.

The rest of the night was spent in the emergency room. The nurses were polite, at least when they mistook him for her grandson. Less polite, when the doctor operating on her hip found the traces of fresh cum in her pussy. Someone mentioned the "R" word...and Sam sighed as the cops closed in on him in the emergency room. Provided she survived the surgery, the GILF would probably corroborate his story that everything was consensual. Probably.

All that, and he still hadn't really gotten off. Not like Sam wanted.