ing thing about Janice was her face. She had an accident as a young girl, and it left a scar on her face and upper lip. To almost everyone, Janice was thought to be as ugly as they come. But, she had a body that would not quit. And I wanted it.

    This was only a fantasy for me for a long time. I was married myself, and did not want to run the risk of getting caught. So, I only fantasized about her. After I lost my wife, I began thinking of how I could possess this woman of my dreams.

    Then, as it turned out, things just started falling into place. My brother, who is an alcoholic, had let his house fall into a state of uncleanness. I knew that Janice, who had left the plant years ago, had started a home cleaning service. My brother had been put in a home for several months until he dried out from alcohol. I called Janice up and explained the situation to her, and asked if she would consider cleaning his house. She said she would love to. I picked her up the next afternoon and we drove over to his house.

    She looked so good sitting there in my truck next to me. She was wearing jeans and a tight blouse, with her dark, brown hair in a ponytail. Damn! She looked good! This had to be the day I would try to make my move.

     We arrived at the house and went upstairs. His house was in very bad shape. An alcoholic will let his house go to the point where it is just filthy. And it was. The living room and kitchen(where he mostly lived) was filthy.

But, the back bedroom was spotless.(He never came back here, even to sleep) So, this is where I decided to steer her to eventually. As we toured the house, she told me how much she would clean the house for, which was acceptable to me. I steered her to the back bedroom and we chatted for a few minutes about the cleaning job. We were standing beside the bed, which is exactly where I wanted her. We were very close to each other, so I took the bold step of planting a soft kiss on her lips. She responded immediately by returning it with a few soft pecks on my lips. My arms went around her slim waist, and I drew her close and kissed her deeply, asking for her tongue. She slipped her tongue into my waiting mouth and I sucked it hard. Janice was a heavy smoker, so every part of her reeked of tobacco. But, I didn’t care. I was kissing the woman I had fantasized about for years. So, the tobacco smell didn’t bother me in the least. It was then that I decided to go as far as she would let me. I dropped to my knees and kissed her belly. My hands went to the front of her jeans and found the snap. I undid the snap. Janice just stood there looking down on what I was doing, and smiling through those deformed lips. As ugly as she was, Janice had a beautiful smile.

    I began to pull her jeans down. She just stood there and did nothing to stop me. So far, so good. I pulled them to her ankles, and saw that she was wearing the sexiest pair of bikini undies I have ever seen. She was beautiful! I continued kissing her belly and thighs. Then, I began pulling her undies down. And what I saw almost took my breath away. Janice had a beautiful, hairy pussy. I brushed my cheek against her pussy hair, and it was so very soft, almost like velvet. I looked up at her again, and she just stood there smiling at me. I could not believe that this was happening. I began to kiss her soft pussy hair. My tongue began to move along her pussy until I spread her lips a bit and touched a little pink. I licked as much as I could with her standing. It was hard to lick her that way.  So, I asked her to  lie on the bed and let me suck her pussy. To my surprise, she laid down on the side of the bed and spread her legs open. Words can not explain the sight my eyes beheld. I was gazing at the most perfect pussy I have ever seen. It was beautiful! My lips immediately began to kiss her pussy hair. I worked my kisses closer to the pussy opening. Spreading her open finally, I did what I had dreamed of doing since the first day I saw her. My mouth completely covered her pussy and I sucked. I sucked Janice Oaks so hard I thought I would suck her insides out. I could her hear above me with a few soft moans of pleasure. I could not believe it! I was actually going to fuck Janice Oaks! I sucked her for a while. Unknown to her, I was removing my clothes while all this was going on. So, when I finally come up for air from sucking her pussy, I was completely naked. It didn’t shock her any, so I began to undress her the rest of the way. I pulled her sneakers and socks off, then her jeans. I had already managed to pull her bra up over her tiny titties before. So, I un-snapped her bra and took it off, along with her white blouse. So, there we were. Janice Oaks and I were both nude before each other. We stood on our knees facing each other on the bed. I kissed her deeply again, once again receiving her tongue as a reward. My hands moved down her back and I caressed her small and tight ass. I laid her back on the bed and began loving her. I kissed her small but beautiful titties, making her nipples grow twice their size. My hand went between her legs and I found her soft, hairy pussy. I felt what soon would be mine.

   Then, in a surprise move, Janice rolled me over and began moving down my body. She began kissing my chest, all the while moving lower. When she got to my already hard cock, she took it in her hand, looked at it for a few seconds, and then, Janice began licking it all over with her tongue. When she got to the head of my cock, I felt like I was about to cum, but I tried to hold off. I wanted my cum in her pussy. She took my cock in her mouth and began sucking. Janice was so good. She knew how to use her lips and her tongue on my cock. She sucked me for about five minutes, taking it all inside that grossly deformed mouth. She would have sucked me until I cummed, but I pulled her away and motioned  for her to lie on her back and spread her legs for me. As, I gazed at her spread eagled before me, I couldn’t believe what was going to happen. I was going to fuck Janice Oaks! And she was going to let me.

    I got on top of her and slipped my rock hard cock into her tiny little hairy pussy. I couldn’t believe how well it went in. My cock is very big, and her pussy is very tiny. But, it was like it fit perfectly. A perfect match! I savored the feeling of being inside her pussy for a while, then, almost in unison, we began to move. Slowly at first. Then, Janice began moving her hips to meet every thrust I was giving her. Before long, I was pounding away viciously at her pussy, and she was meeting every thrust with a scream of pleasure. I pounded that pussy-faced woman for the longest time, until I could not hold my cum back any longer. I exploded into her pussy with such force, that she said she felt it when my cum hit the inside of her pussy.

     We lay there for a while in each other’s arms. Looking lovingly at each other. And I thought to myself that I could do this with Janice for the rest of my life. I looked at her and did not se a particularly beautiful person, as the world sees beauty. But, I saw in Janice something I just could not explain. Janice was ugly. She had a face that could stop a clock. But, damn it! I was hopelessly in love with her. And had been for years. I just didn’t know how she would feel if I told her of my love for her.

    Well, let me tell how this amazingly true story ends. I did tell Janice how much I loved her. And today, she is my wife. And the sex we have together is better than the sex I had when I was 21. I am 57 now, and Janice is 52. We fuck every night. Our lives could not have turned out better.

     I have included a picture of my wife, Janice. Ugly to most, but the most beautiful woman in the world to me.

hat casually. She never had any idea that I was hot for her.

     Well, Wilma started having some health problems and was out of work for the longest time. I found out that she was going to have to have a hip replacement. Not being very close to her at that time, I passed her off and had given up on ever getting together with her.

      One day, I overheard some of the other ladies talking about her. It seems that she had had the hip replacement and was at home, but not doing very well. Linda said that she just sat in her mobile home all day and had not left it for weeks. One of the ladies suggested that some of us ought to go down there, and bring her some food and just give her some company. I immediately volunteered to go along(in case there were any “man” jobs that needed done around her trailer)

     One day, we all went over to visit Wilma. I could not believe what we saw. As we entered her trailer, we noticed that it was all dark, with the shades pulled down. There was no light in the room at all.  It was very sad to see anyone live that way. We all came in and sat down. Then, poor Wilma started to cry. The depression that this dear sweet lady was going through was so terrible. She just broke down and cried like a baby. We all pitched in and began cleaning up her trailer. Some of them went to get her some groceries. I found out that her water pipes were leaking badly, so I tackled that job. It took a couple of days, but we basically got Wilma back on her feet, as far as her living conditions go. She thanked us all, hugged our necks, and said she would never forget what we did for her. We all left feeling good about her, and ourselves.

      This may have been the end of the story except for one thing. The next day, Wilma calls me and tells me that her icemaker is broken, and would I mind trying to fix it. Being the Good Samaritan that I am, I drove over and worked on it for a couple of hours. I finally did get it fixed, and was preparing to go home, when she invited me to stay for supper. Having all but forgotten about my earlier lust for her, I declined at first. She acted a little down(I guess because no one ever came to visit her). I quickly changed my mind and told her I would be glad to stay for supper.

    Wilma fixed a very good meal and we had a good time talking about what had happened to her and how we all had helped her. I was just fixing to go, when the TV weather came on and said that a bad storm was brewing with a lot of wind and possible tornadoes, and that travel was dangerous. We had been so absorbed in conversation, that  we hadn’t even bothered to look out the window. And they were right. It was very dark and foreboding outside.  Wilma said that she was sorry she had kept me for so long.  Wilma suggested that I stay there for a while, and leave when the weather improves.. By now, I was feeling that urge I felt several months earlier. I couldn’t believe this opportunity! I was in her trailer, alone, with her!  My cock began to swell. I tried to hide it from her, because I’m sure that fucking was the fartherest thing from Wilma’s mind.

   The weather just kept getting worse. Thunder and lightning,and  wind. I could tell that Wilma was scared. It got to be going on 1100 PM and it was still storming. Wilma asked me to stay the night because she was so scared. My cock had been semi-hard all evening. But, when she asked me to stay, that did it! My cock swelled to full erection. I had to place my hand over it to hide it.

    Wilma said that she was getting sleepy, so we readied for bed. I didn’t know what her idea of sleeping arrangements were, so I just let her take the lead. My heart fell when she told me that I could use the spare bedroom. Like a gentleman, I resigned myself to spending the night in another room. Well, at least, I could jack off, cum, and pretend she was in bed with me. She said good night, and went off to her room. As I lay in my room, I began to think of what might have been. I was so down that I didn’t even feel like jacking off.

     Just then a huge clap of thunder sounded, and I heard Wilma cry out in the other room. It wasn’t long before she was standing at the door of my room. “Bill,” she said. “I'm scared. Would it be alright if I stayed in here tonight?” There went my cock! It hardened immediately again. I wanted to screw Wilma in the worst way. “Sure,” I said. She came over to the bed and slipped under the covers. We must have talked for about ten minutes or so. Then, feeling more secure, Wilma again said goodnight. Well, it wasn’t long before another clap of thunder sounded. It startled her so much that she jumped. I asked her if she was all right. Then she said something that almost made me cum. She asked if she could move a little closer to me. I again said yes. She moved a little closer, almost touching. You see, what Wilma did not know was that I sleep naked. So, any closer for her, and she will feel my cock. It then that I made a decision. I was going to fuck Wilma that night. I may have to do it forcefully. But, Wilma was going to be fucked that night. I began to inch closer to her body. Inch by inch. She does not even know I am doing it. I move so close that our faces are within inches of each other. Now, is the time. I must make my move now. My hand gently goes to her cheek. I gently brush her cheek with my fingertips. We look at each other in the dim light, and I kiss her gently on the lips. Not a long kiss. Just a couple of short kisses. To my surprise, she does not pull away. She returns my kisses with a small, nervous kiss of her own. So sweet and tender. My hand begins to wander a bit. I caress her ass cheeks. Tenderly squeezing them. Then, my lips meet hers again. Only this time, I demand her tongue. She pushes her starved tongue into my waiting mouth, and I suck her hard. Then, she searches for my tongue and almost sucks it out of my mouth. I am on fire for Wilma. And she is for me. I undo her nightie and her titties fall out. Her titties are a little saggy, but still beautiful. I lick her nipples and begin to suck her titties. It is then that I let my hand explore down her leg to her wet pussy. Damn! It felt so good. So wet and sloppy. I kiss her titties and begin moving down her body until my mouth reaches her pussy lips. I completely cover her wet, dripping cunt with my mouth and suck her for all she is worth. I suck her pussy for a while. It is then that she discovers that I am naked. Her trembling hand reaches for my rock-hard cock. She slowly jacks me off a bit. Then, in a surprise move, Wilma takes my cock to her lips and starts sucking me. Man, Wilma knew how to give a blow job! I almost came!

    Sensing that I was almost ready to explode into her mouth, Wilma withdraws my cock from her lips, rolls over on her back, spreads her legs, and invites me into her. I get between her waiting legs, my cock throbbing with desire, and slip inside her. We just lay there for a few minutes, with my cock imbedded in her pussy. I knew that she had probably not had a cock in her pussy for many years, so I was prepared to hear her scream in pain. But, she just whimpered a bit as my hips began to move. I wanted her so bad. My first thrust was a huge one, and it went all the way into her man-starved cunt. She shuddered a bit. Then, her hips began to move, also. She was beginning to meet my every thrust with one of her own. Soon, we were humping and fucking like crazy. Her pussy felt so good! I could have fucked Wilma for hours, She was that comfortable to be inside of. Finally, we both came together in a torrent of lust and cum. I felt my cum slam into her juicy cunt and ooze out the sides.

     We lay there in each other’s arms for a while, gently kissing. She told me that until that night she was in a deep depression, and had even contemplated suicide. But, because of the attention I had shown her, she was a new person. We gazed into each other’s eyes, and kissed. And we both knew that this was something more than just a chance piece of pussy from an old woman. We both knew that we had found something special.

     That was 20 years ago. Wilma is now 71, and I am but 48. And we are married. Some may think I am crazy to marry a woman who is old enough to be my mother. But, I am in love with Wilma. And I always will be. Oh, by the way, a 71-year-old woman still knows how to use her pussy. We fuck every night. And sex for both of us has never been better!