All my previous stories have been true (use Search with username jbim04 to find them) but this is from dreamland. I am a sex-starved, old married man. As I get older it is more difficult to find sex, even bi-sex with men, so I do a lot of looking and longing. I love the summer when the weather warms up and the necklines plunge because I enjoy tit watching. One Sunday my wife went to an all-day event at her church so I caught the bus into town and went to the supermarket to pick up a sandwich and a bottle of pop. I lingered near the biscuits because there was a busty middle-aged woman there in a loose, low top. She glanced at me a couple of times as I pretended to be choosing between the various packets, then she bent down low to get something off the bottom shelf giving me a good down-the-blouse view. Nice tits almost to the nipples. She paused there deciding whether to take the pack or not and then put it back before straightening up. She looked directly at me and gave a little smile, then quickly turned away as her husband approached with something for the trolley. Round by the freezer cabinets was a young woman in a tight thin t-shirt bending over the vegetables. The cool air had its effect and, as she straightened up, there were two large nipples sticking out. Her partner laughed and pinched one before they looked round and saw me watching. I smiled but they looked awkward and walked away. Walking back along the seafront provided more opportunities. It’s amazing how many young mums cannot resist bending over the buggy to speak to the child, displaying lots of beautiful flesh. Then from the prom you can always look down onto the beach where more is on display. Next there is the cycle track along the prom where women lean forward with their hands on the handlebars, arms pushing their breasts in and up, giving more views. For a sex-starved old tit-lover, it’s quite a good place to be. So I reached a bench where I could sit and eat my lunch, watching the women go by. There were two benches here almost at right-angles, mine in the shade, the other in the sun. I was just thinking about moving on when a couple strolled up, both in their 60s I guessed, both carrying a little more weight than was good for them. He slumped next to me in the shade and gave a sort-of “Whew” sound as he put the shopping bag down on the ground. She sat on the sunny bench and grinned at me: “Too warm for him.” She was of interest – light summer dress almost see-through where it pulled over her bra, and her bra must have been thin as well as I could make out a darker patch on the tips of her breasts. She untucked her top from the skirt and flapped it slightly spoiling my view of her nipples but loosening the top more. Then she bent over to get something out of the bag he had put down. Her top, now loose, flopped forward and I could see her beautifully big tits snuggling in her bra, which was see-through adding to the view. She struggled with the bag, moving down almost to her knees, and finally found the bottle she was looking for, sitting up to take a drink. Realising I had been staring I glanced sideways at the man who had obviously watched me watching her. He grinned: “Nice views you get here.” Feeling safe I answered “Some better than others.” Then he caught me out by turning to his wife and saying : “He likes the look of your tits, give him another flash.” She laughed at my surprise, put the top back on the bottle and bent over to put it back into the bag. “Nice ain’t they?” he asked as we looked together and I confessed they were quite beautiful. After giving me the view she straightened up again and started chatting. They were on holiday here, staying in a self-catering flat just across the road with nice views across the bay. I told them a bit about myself and the conversation drifted and we introduced ourselves – Jean, David and me, Jay. They exchanged glances and then Jean invited me to come up to their flat for a cup of tea, and David added: “You can admire the view better from there.” Once in the flat, Jean disappeared into the bathroom while Dave and I decided cold drinks were better than tea on this warm afternoon. We had our shoes off, shirts open and feet up on a stool before Jean reappeared wearing a thin dressing gown. Without the bra she was clearly a different shape - big tits yes, but sagging somewhat as was to be expected at her age. David got up to get her drink and Jean sat next to me on the settee, putting her feet up next to mine on the stool. Her gown fell away from her knees and exposed a lot of thigh while the top opened up a bit more and I could see some tit. She drank her drink and put her glass down. I pulled the belt of the robe undone and the overlap slid open a little more. I gently opened it the rest of the way and a wonderful sight met my eyes. She had enough body on her to be classed a BBW, but she was not grossly overweight. Her breasts were large and well formed, but hanging down her chest and off sideways over her ribs. Her belly was large, and would look larger when she stood up, but with only a small overhang at the bottom. Her mound was clean shaven and I could see the start of her bare pussy lips squeezed between her thighs. She was my dream of an older BBW. She sat back quite still as I started to touch her right breast, running my finger gently over the large brown nipple which rose to my touch. I was aware of David moving near me and looked up to find he had stripped off and was sporting a semi-hard cock, fairly small at present and uncut. He went round the side of the settee and leaned over for her to suck him, while I stood up and stripped off. I then leaned over her, squeezing the other tit and putting my mouth near hers. She turned to kiss me but his now erect cock was between us so our mouths opened and met round it. After a moment she leaned away and I took Dave’s cock deep into my mouth, pressing down with my lips to roll back his foreskin as I did. He wasn’t very big, less than 5 inches I’d guess, but reasonably thick so he made quite a nice mouthful. “Let’s move to the bedroom” – so I broke off from my sucking and we moved next door into the bedroom. Jean and Dave stopped by the door to kiss so I flopped on the bed to see what would happen next. “Lay across the bed with your head by this side” she instructed me. She leaned down and kissed me upside down which seemed odd. Then she moved down to lick my chest and nipples, with her tits hanging each side of my face. I pulled each in turn and sucked them hard raising good sized nipples. I’d happily die like that, being smothered in tit, but Jean moved on down my stomach, licking me and sliding her tits down my body with her belly now smothering my face. Finally she settled with her knees each side of my chest on the bed, with me looking straight at her lovely smooth pussy. Then she sat back lowering her slit into my face. I set about licking and sucking every bit I could reach, with a bit of help from my hands to pull her cheeks apart. She was doing something to my cock, rubbing her tits over it and licking it I think, but I was too distracted sucking her clit as my nose went in her cunt, then sliding back to tongue her cunt as I got an eyeful of her puckered arsehole. With a bit more effort I managed to reach my tongue up to her bum hole, but then slid back to concentrating on her clit. She was moaning now from my attention and her sucking of my cock virtually stopped as her concentration went. She was arching her back and pushing her pussy down on my face. Then she eased up and I realised Dave was standing behind. He moved closer and his cock slid over my face and into her cunt. I kept sucking her clit, with occasional licks covering her clit and his cock. Dave’s balls were banging into my face as he ploughed into Jean faster and faster while she was moaning loudly now. They came almost together, as he thrust into her hard and she pressed back and I sucked her clit. There was a slight pause, then Jean slid forward covering my body with hers, while Dave’s cock fell out of her cunt straight onto my mouth where I sucked it gently to clean off their cum. As his cock grew tender he pulled back. Jean sat up and cum dripped out of her cunt onto my chest and then all over my face. She turned and straddled me face to face, lowering her sloppy cunt onto my cock. She sat up and pushed down hard so my cock went up into the place unreached by Dave’s short cock. Then she squeezed her cunt muscles and raised herself so her cunt sucked my cock. She repeated this move – hard down as deep as it would go, grip and raise until I was nearly out of her – several times, and I knew I was getting close to cumming. She suddenly speeded up but still with the exact same sequence and I was yelling as I felt my cum rising into her. Jean rolled off me and lay on her back with her legs open. Dave bent to suck my cock and cleaned it in two slurps, before moving his head between Jean’s legs to lick her clean as well. She was soon bouncing on the bed in another orgasm. Another pause, then “Time for a rest”. Jean went to the bathroom but Dave was still active and set about my cock again. It was still tender and I pulled away, so he ran his tongue over my ball sack and then on down. I raised my legs over my body and his tongue reached my arsehole – hell I had never had such a rimming. If his cock was small his tongue made up for it. He seemed to be able to make it stand up like a small cock and this cock was going right up my bum. Jean re-appeared and slapped his arse. “Time for a rest, I said! Go and make a cup of tea.” So we were soon sitting on the bed drinking our cuppa swapping stories of our sex lives. It seemed that their holidays were all aimed at sexual adventure, while at home they were surrounded by family and friends who were straight laced. I thought perhaps this was the end of the afternoon, but, after they had put their cups down, they began to play again. Dave got down to sucking my cock, with his arse in the air, so Jean slipped in behind him and licked his arse. Then she got a tube of lube and began running several fingers up his bum. After a while he moved off me and Jean opened a condom and put it over my cock, rubbing some more lube on the outside. Dave was still kneeling up on the bed so I got up behind him and slowly forced my cock up his arse. He grunted a lot but didn’t cry stop, so I finally was up to my balls in him. Then I started fucking him – he was so tight it really wasn’t long before I began to feel the tingle of my orgasm building. I told him it wouldn’t be long and he immediately said it was time to stop and pulled off me. Before I could feel too disappointed Jean had pulled the condom off, pushed me on my back and sat on my cock again. She just sat there not moving, and then I realised that Dave was lubing up and lining his cock up with her arse. I felt him enter her and the movement of his cock against mine, albeit separated by a thin muscle wall, really got me going again. Dave did most of the work, thrusting in and out of Jean’s arse, while she just flexed her cunt and arse muscles in time with his movement. I just lay there, my orgasm building, pinned down by Jeans beautiful body. Suddenly everything changed: Dave was obviously cumming up Jean’s arse, Jean was reaching her climax as felt his load flowing, and all the movement in her cunt brought me to a shuddering peak within seconds. The noise was incredible, we were all shouting in complete abandon. For a moment all was still and quiet and then the sensitivity of my cock picked up Dave’s cock sliding out and then Jean ease up just a little to allow my cock out, before dropping her body back onto mine, crushing me in the bed. I could feel Dave licking my cock and balls and then he moved and Jean began to wriggle slightly as he cleaned her up as well. I realised that my bladder was very full and was being squashed with Jean’s weight, so I said that I must get to the toilet. Dave came with me and before I could get to the pan he had stepped into the bath and asked me to piss on him. He knelt in front of me and I started to wash his body with my piss, but then he bent down and took my cock into his mouth and started drinking me. Jean stood in the doorway and watched. “He really is a dirty sod,” she said. As I finished, Dave lay back and Jean stepped into the bath and straddled him. Soon her pee was cascading over him as mine had done and he sat up to catch some in his mouth. As Jean finished, Dave’s own pee began to flow from his cock in an upward fountain which fell back on his own body. Finally sated we took turns to shower, with a little help from the others. When I left, they asked me if I could return anytime in the next week before they went home