‘A cute over-sized teddy bear’ – that is what his spouse and her friends termed him as. Well, they were not the first ones and they would definitely not be the last. For the last 55 years or as long as he remembered he had been that way and he did not mind.
After initial years of bullying, Manish did not let these frivolous trains bother him. Instead, he took them in his stride and learned to live with that moniker. So much so that he used to leverage it for his advantage in personal and professional life to charm his way in.
So much so that he had a gorgeous wife and a very successful career. Basically, nothing to complain about. All was well until a recent medical check-up when the doctor advised him otherwise. The doctor had ordered him to take care of his health else all this hard work on the personal and professional front will be for nothing.
He was shattered. The years of acting like a couch potato had taken its toll. What bothered him more was the uphill task ahead. So without much delay, Manish started his morning walks. But the trouble was, the years of inactivity was making him regret every step that he took.
The middle pain in his leg and shortness of breath was a clear symptom. The location where he went for his walk did not help him as well. It was on the foothills making the trail full of climbs and descents. One fine spring morning, Manish stood panting near a tree with his face flushed and his semi bald head drenched in sweat.
He saw a gorgeous young lady jog past him looking at him with concern in her eyes. She jogged away for some distance and then returned to check if Manish was alright. She definitely did not seem from around here. Because if she was, she would know that this was a daily affair another there was nothing to be worried about.
Manish thanked her for showing concern. He assured her that he was ok and that she should continue her work out. She smiled at him and hurried off only to turn back and check on him after some distance. By then he was back on track dragging himself and thinking about the ‘Good Samaritan’ in her.
The next few days they continued crossing paths during their morning workouts, often exchanging smiles. As Manish’s capability on the track improved so did their encounters. They had now graduated from mere smiles to casual pleasantries. Manish has initially not noticed her.
But with each passing day, he was more aware of her presence. She was about as tall as he was, very fair in complexion -a contrast to his wheatish one, with a perfect hourglass figure. He used to look forward to seeing her every morning, jog past him gracefully.
Every step that she took was measured and perfect which would make her muscles ripple over her body fitting clothes. Her hair tied in a single pony bounce and the shapely bosom juggle in just the right way to make his loins stir. Many a time he would stare at her with his mouth agape. She undoubtedly noticed it.
Yet the exchange of pleasantries never stalled. He thought that he had noticed her blush a couple of times looking at his dumbfounded expression. It was when he saw her in a noodle strapped top and shorts. The place where they both went for their walks was on the outskirts of the town.
Hence sparsely populated which helped him continue their exchanges and graduate to the next stage. For the next few days, Manish did not see her and was concerned if this was the end of his morning exchanges. But then one fine day to his respite, he bumped into her.
This time instead of exchanging mere pleasantries he stopped to actually ask her about her absence. She willingly obliged and said that since she was unwell she decided to take a few days off. But now she was back to her morning runs.
With a hope that he will continue seeing her, he beamed unabashedly and she giggled. He unknowingly started walking along with her in the same direction He started indulging in some small talk about health and his reason for putting himself through this torture day in and day out.
She giggled at his funny remarks and continued egging him to talk further while she walked along. By the end of the walk, they both knew basic details about each other and promised to catch up soon. The next day, they bumped into each other again. But did not speak much apart from the customary good morning!
However, at the end of the trail, Manish stood waiting for her to finish her run. So that he could chat some more. When she arrived he asked her if she would like to have some tea at a stall nearby. She agreed and they both headed off in that direction, chatting up some more.
This became a routine. Both of them would complete their workouts and wait for each other to have their morning tea and chatting up. During these morning excursions, he got to know that her name was Priya, in her early 30’s. She had moved here with her husband after quitting their corporate jobs to run a cafe and restaurant.
Though they were married for a long time. They did not have kids and they were not planning to have any until their business venture was established. He too shared that he was married for the last 25 years. He was living with his spouse as their children had scooted off to the urban cities to pursue their independent careers.
Their daily discussions varied from everyday things to sometimes spiritual or philosophical aspects of life. Sometimes they would complain about their respective spouses. Since both of them were avid readers, they had a lot to talk about and shared with each other making them unusual buddies.
During one such morning chat, Priya mentioned that she was going on a day-long hike in the nearby hills along with a group. She mentioned that her husband had no interest in these hikes and was anyways busy with their business. So she had to go alone.
Manish remarked that if he was younger, he would have loved to explore the countryside. He confessed that though he had lived near these foothills all his life he had barely venture anywhere beyond the current walking trail. Priya chided him at first but then begged him to accompany her along with the group on the hike.
After some reluctance and with nothing better to do since his wife was visiting their children, he agreed to go. On the day of the hike, he was picked up by Priya from a pre-decided spot early in the morning and drove him to the starting point.
She was dressed in black synthetic slacks, black body-hugging razor back tank top and a very loose white sleeveless on it. She looked drop-dead gorgeous. Manish’s mouth went dry when saw her. On the contrary, he was in black shorts and a grey t-shirt with his paunch stretch the reams of the t-shirt.
His t-shirt had a print of a cartoon character on it which made him look funny. She said he looked cute in that outfit and giggled a bit. He blushed at her sarcasm. They soon reached the starting point and parked their car in shade. They met the group whom they would be accompanying on the hike.
Manish was shocked to see a bunch of youngsters looking at him in disbelief. Some of them giggled at the back. But most of them were worried about his ability to survive the hike. Manish brushed their worries aside by being his charming self and cracking a couple of jokes at his expense.
But deep within Manish had started doubting himself. Nonetheless, the group started their journey on foot. Since it was mid-summer, there was no one other than them on this trail. Soon the summer heat started taking its toll on him and by mid-morning Manish started lagging.
The group initially tried to wait for him and encouraged him. But soon they realized that they will never be able to reach their destination at this stage. Manish could gauge their impatience and displeasure. He urged them to proceed without him and he will meet them at the end.
Taking this as a cue, the group proceeded without him. Priya asked him if he was okay with this and on his assurance joined the group and disappeared in a distance. Manish started cursing himself for signing up for this hike. He was all alone in the countryside of dry wood walking on dead leaves in the sweltering Indian heat drenched in sweat.
He had no clue where he had come from or where he had to go. He had only his instinct to rely upon. But going by his lack of experience in such a situation, was not much to count upon. He dragged his feet along occasionally stopping to wipe the sweat if his balding head.
The heavy backpack(filled with water and food) for the day did not help his cause. Soon around the afternoon, he stopped in the shade of a small hillock made of boulders for some shade. Making up his mind if he should proceed or walk back the way he had come.
The probability of getting lost was high in both scenarios. But it was less if he decided to go back and wait for Priya near her car. Since they were in the middle of the jungle the cell phone reception was non-existent. While he was resting and thinking of his next steps, he heard a rustle of some leaves.
He looked up the trail to see Priya standing there with her hands on her hips staring at him with relief in her eyes. She was covered in a thin film of sweat that glistened in the unforgiving sunlight. She looked like an angel sent to rescue him. He beamed at her and she started laughing and he joined her too.
After both of them were done laughing at the current state of affairs Priya said, “You were planning to go back, weren’t you?”
Manish: Yes. Sorry for being a burden. But like I had told you before, I am too old for this kind of adventure Priya: Hmmm. Never mind let’s head back.
Manish: Oh you don’t have to cancel your plans for me. I will find my way around.
Priya: No you will not. And I already feel guilty about bringing you here I don’t want to feel responsible for you getting lost in the wilderness.
Manish: I am sorry for ruining your hike. I hope I can make it up to you someday.
She smiled and both of them started walking back. They resumed their usual conversations. Priya recommended that since they were not completing the hike, they might as well take the longer route back to which Manish willingly agreed to. They went off the trail and started walking.
Manish was walking behind her and was unabashedly checking her out, fully aware that she will never know where his eyes were hovering. At one point, Priya got tired and sat down and Manish came up in front of her to see if she was ok. As he looked down, a welcoming sight caught his eye.
Priya was looking up to him panting. Her face covered in sweat and chest heaving. From where he was standing he could easily see her cleavage and a drop of sweat rolling down her neck, then chest and then vanishing in her cleavage. He stood there dumbfounded staring at the beautiful sight.
She sat there looking at his eyes tracing the bead of sweat rolling on her chest. The sight gave him an instant hard-on and started making a tent. She called out.
Priya: Manishji! What happened? Where are you lost?
Manish: Nothing, nothing.
Priya: Give me a hand, let’s go.
Manish extended his hand for her to grab it and get up. As soon as she held it and started to get up, their hands lost grip because of sweat and she slipped. To keep from falling she landed up catching his shorts near the crotch and accidentally grabbed his erect tool.
Both of them were shocked by the sudden turn of events. But the profanity of the situation was such that no one apologized. Manish did not apologize because it was Priya’s fault when she held his tool. Priya did not apologize because Manish was sporting a hard-on when he shouldn’t have.
There was an awkward silence as both were offended for the invasion of their privacy. Priya, this time got up on her own and started walking. Manish stood there for a couple of seconds and after coming back to his senses started following her.
That is when Priya turned around and stared at him and blankly said, “ I thought you were too old for this shit!”
Manish: I am.
Priya: Oh really? Then what is this?
Manish (feigning innocence): What? What are you talking about?
Priya (Now pointing finger at his shorts): This… mister!
Manish (looking down and showcasing cluelessness): What are you referring to? I don’t get it.
Priya was irritated by now. Without thinking much she grabbed the tool again and stared in his eyes and yelled, “THIS!”
Manish’s eyes split wide open. His tool, whose erection was subsiding, became erect again at her touch. He was dumbfounded by her action. He stared at her gulping. Priya was surprised at her actions as well. She could feel his tool growing in her palm to its full glory and making a tent.
She always liked Manish for his funny nature and cuddly appearance. But was his reaction a few moments ago was something she was not prepared for. Many men drooled over her and Manish was no different. She had noticed him letching at her before but had brushed it away as an old man’s perverted fantasy.
But today was something different, she was simply not ready to handle this. What surprised her more was her reaction. She did not understand what in the world had made her catch hold of his crotch. She released his tool, gulped and apologized.
Priya(fumbling): I am sorry. I shouldn’t have. I didn’t mean to…
Manish fathomed the gravity of what had conspired, smiled.
Manish: Are you?
Priya: It was a mistake, Manishji. I did not intend to…
Manish: I agree… the first time was a mistake… but the second time was intentional.
Manish’s smile broadened.
Manish: So what made you touch it again? Was it the size of it? Or the fact that an old geezer like me can sport a hard-on? I suppose it’s the latter.
Now Manish let out a short laugh to tense down the situation and elicit a response from Priya. But Priya was unmoved.
Manish (snapping his fingers): Priya!
Priya (coming back to her senses): Ji!
Manish (smilingly): What made you so curious? Can’t an old geezer like me have a hard-on? You seem to either underestimate your beauty or my prowess?
Priya blushed a little at his last remark and a hint of a smile appeared on her face!
Priya: So what?
Manish: What made you so curious?
Priya smiled nodded her head and turned around and started walking. Something got hold of Manish by now. He would not let go until he had an answer.
Manish: Oh come on! The least you can do is answer me!
Priya (playing along): You know my answer.
Manish: So it’s true. You underestimate my libido madam!! Just because I look like a cuddly panda does not mean I cannot procreate! Hahahahaha
Priya (playfully): Oh am I? Maybe it was the padding of your clothes or simply an enlarged prostate because of old age…
Manish: Oh! That was harsh… you forget even I have a fragile ego and it hurts!
Priya: Don’t worry, the pain will subside like your hard-on. Probably it already has subsided.
Priya: Both. The pain of your ego hurting and your hard-on.
Manish: What if it has not?
Priya (sarcastically): Ya right…
Manish: I am not kidding.
Priya: I don’t believe you.
Manish stopped in his tracks and did something he would not do in his right senses. He pulled down his shorts and undies and yelled at her, “See!” Priya turned around to see Manish standing there naked waist down with his hand wide apart. His shorts and undies bunched near his ankles.
He had an erect tool slightly tilted towards left staring at her. He was decently sized and had a huge ball sack. The pubic hair was not as thick but was white in some places. She was pleasantly surprised not just at his daredevilry but also at his ability to sport the erection. She smiled at him at said.
Priya: I am impressed, old man! I never thought you had it in you! But now, at this very moment, you are walking on thin ice. Be careful what you wish for.
Manish: What I wish for has got me here. I am curious about the consequences now.
Priya: The consequences are predictable. You will climax within a few strokes.
Priya looked at him seductively and smiled.
Manish: Oh there you go underestimating me again! Let me tell you, young lady, you are in for a surprise. It’s not just the pole that I have beneath my belt, I have the experience, too.
Priya: Oh is it? What if I am right this time? What do I get?
Manish: Anything that you ask for! Gentleman’s promise! But what if I am right as it has been for the last few minutes. What do I get?
Priya: Anything you ask for!
Manish had her right where he wanted her to be.
Manish: Why don’t you prove me wrong, dear?
Priya walked closer towards him assessing the situation and her options. She bit her lower lip and said, “Maybe I will.” With that, she held his tool in her hand and started stroking it. The touch of her palm on his tool made him roll back his head in pleasure and a gasp escaped his mouth.
He rolled back his eyes and started enjoying the handjob. His reaction gave her confidence that he shall not last long. She started with slow long strokes and then graduated to short fast ones.
Priya: You don’t know what you have signed up for, old man. You will regret this.
With this, she smirked. After a few minutes, the status quo remained. She continued stroking but he was remotely not close to cumming. Now he looked at her squarely in her eyes and smiled.
Manish: You don’t know what you have signed up for, young lady, and you will not regret this at all.
With this, he put a hand on her shoulder and pushed her down on her knees. She did as she was directed, internalizing the fact that she had lost the bet. She was his captive now – down on her knees in front of a half-naked man who was almost twice her age in the middle of nowhere.
They both looked at each other and smiled. She willingly opened her mouth to swallow his dick as if it was destiny. She pulled his foreskin back with her fingers and started sucking his cock the way it was meant to be. Her lips on dark manhood looked exquisite.
The sight of a gorgeous young lady blowing an old fat fart in the middle of nowhere, itself was cum-worthy. She had given complete authority to Manish now who was holding her head while it bobbed up and down on his hard cock. She was giving him a gold standard worth blow job.
With all the acts of twirling the tongue on the tip of his dick and sucking his ball sack and he was enjoying every moment of it. Soon he pulled her up and took her to a nearby rock. Both of them were dazed in the heat of their passion by now. The ambient temperature was no more their concern.
He pulled down her slacks and panties and made her sit down on the rock. Slowly her spread her legs wide open and plunged his mouth in her love hole. He was surprised to find her dripping wet. She traced the length of her pussy with the tip of his tongue for a few moments.
Then explored the folds of her pussy walls by charging deeper with his tongue. He flicked her clitoris and then circled it with the tip until she writhed and moaned in pleasure pleading for more. The onslaught of his tongue was too much for her and she kept on moaning and howling in pleasure.
Now it was her turn to pull him up. She looked him in the eye and planted a wet kiss on his lips. Both of them were hungrily sucking on each other’s lips. There were zero etiquettes in the way they were kissing each other. It was pure lust in motion.
Instinctively he pulled her legs up and she wrapped them around his waist. Then he picked her up like she was some play toy and took her to a nearby tree. His physical prowess was on display. She was taken aback by it wondering what lay ahead.
With the tree trunk against her back, he pushed his cock in her wet pussy. That was one of the best sensations he had had until then. She gasped, “Ahhh,” with pleasure as he plunged his manhood deep in her. The feel of her pussy on his bare cock was heavenly.
Slowly he started pumping that wet pussy with long slow stroke gradually increasing his pace. He grabbed her nice juicy boobs for grip and started pounding her pussy faster. Intermittently, they locked eyes in disbelief of what was conspiring between them.
Neither had imagined that they will be deriving pleasure from each other. The air around was filled with animalistic grunts of “Ah ah ah ah ah ah,” and the pounding of their bodies. They were copulating like untamed beasts in the open without worry of the world.
They continued pounding each other, scratching and biting as well for maybe 7-8 minutes. Post which she grabbed his shoulder and dug her nails deep in it. Closing her eyes, leaning her head behind and arching her back she gave a guttural moan and shivered indicating that she had cum.
He felt a flood of her pussy juices on his cock. But he did not stop and continued banging her till her orgasm subsided. Slowly Priya started getting back to her senses. She noticed the fervent pace with which Manish was moving and the way his dick was twitching inside.
She realized that he was about to cum and that he was not wearing a condom. She asked him to pull out but it was too late. He was already pumping his seed in her round after round. They stood there for a couple of minutes panting and gasping for breath while his clock squeezed the last drops in her pussy.
Slowly it popped out and Priya looked up at Manish and said, “Let’s just hope I don’t get knocked up by this.”