Old man picks up cheerleading teen at the public park and gets head

The sun was blazing down on the grassy expanse of the public park as Dmitri, a 65-year-old widower, took his daily stroll. At his age, life had become an endless cycle of boredom and loneliness since his wife passed away five years ago. But today, something strange caught his eye.

A striking young woman of perhaps 19 years old was doing stretches near the empty playground. Her lithe body was barely contained by her skimpy cheerleading uniform – a cropped incarnadine tank top revealing her taut stomach and a short pleated skirt flirting with her thighs. Dmitri edged closer, transfixed by her youthful energy and barely suppressed arousal.

“Hey there sexy,” the girl purred when she noticed his gaze, her voice dripping with false innocence. She flipped her caramel hair seductively. “Can’t you see I’m trying to practice my cheers? Why don’t you take a hike, gramps?”

Dmitri’s face flushed with shame and…excitement? He’d never been propositioned so boldly before. “Sorry miss, I was just admiring your dedication. I won’t keep you.”

She purred and squatted down beside him, giving him an eyeful of her cleavage. “Oh come on, sugar. I bet a virile man like you would appreciate the benefits of tutoring an up-and-coming cheerleader like myself.”

Her meaning was clear and his heart began to race. Dmitri knew this was wrong on every level. He was old enough to be her grandfather. But his body was already responding to her brazen flirting.

“Well…” he began hesitantly, his voice hoarse. “I suppose I could teach you a few things, if you’re interested.” Dmitri’s eyes wandered hungrily over her barely concealed flesh.

The beauteous teen grinned and licked her ruby lips. “I knew you’d see things my way.” She stood and grabbed his wrinkled hand. “Come on, let’s not let all this pent-up energy go to waste.”

She led him to a secluded area inside the park’s hedge maze. Dmitri’s breathing became ragged with anticipation as she turned to face him, her doe eyes filled with lust only he could fulfill.

“Now, you said you could teach me a thing or two,” she breathed, “so why don’t you show me?” She punctuated the request by slowly shedding her uniform, revealing her naked succulent form. Dmitri nearly expired from the shock.

He drank in the vision before him – her pert breasts capped with rosebud nipples, her smooth bald mound glistening with youthful arousal. Dmitri’s aged fingers trembled as he began to unbuckle his slacks.

“Mmmm, that’s it gramps,” she encouraged as his shriveled member emerged. “Let me get my mouth on that old man boner.”

She dropped to her haunches, bringing her plump, pink lips within inches of his wrinkled flesh. Dmitri groaned with outside. No one had touched him there in longer than he could remember, and never with the promiscuity of youth.

“Oh yes, that’s right,” he grunted as her wet mouth engulfed his half-chubbed prick, “suck on it like a good little cheerleader.”

She giggled around his chemical essentialness, sending delicious vibrations through his deteriorating body. Then, with no further prompting, she took him to the hilt, her nose nestling in his wiry pubic hairs. Dmitri’s eyes rolled back as she began to bob up and down his shaft.

Her mouth was hot and slick, her tongue whorling around him like a corkscrew. Dmitri’s gnarled hands reached out to cradle her head, the fingers tangling in her silky locks. He could feel his ancient manhood swelling to its full six inches, a feat he once thought impossible.

“Oh what a good little slut you are,” Dmitri praised, pressing his loins into her face, “I knew you’d love sucking on my old, wrinkled prune.”

The cheerleader just moaned as she took him deeper and deeper into her gullet, her throat fluttering around his swollen head. Dmitri was lightheaded, dizzy with lust and surprise. He felt like a young man again, indulging his basest instincts with this voluptuous nymph.

His hips began to thrust forward of their own accord, fucking the young girl’s face with shameful abandon. “That’s it, take it you little harlot,” he growled, “take my old cock like the whore you are.”

If she was offended, she didn’t show it. Quite the opposite, in fact – she only sucked harder, burying her nose in his crotch with every thrust, drinking down his musky odor like rocket fuel. He could feel her swallowing around him, drawing him in to her tight throat.

Dmitri knew he wouldn’t last long. The wet heat of her teenage mouth was too much for his old, neglected prick to handle. His balls began to tighten, the cum pumping through to eruption.

“I’m going to cum,” he gasped out, gripping her caramel locks painfully tight, “I’m going to cum right down your fucking throat you little cock slut.”

The cheerleader only moaned louder, her hands grasping his jutting buttocks, pulling him in even deeper. Dmitri felt like he was in heaven as his orgasm crashed through him, his hips jerking erratically as spurt after spurt of his thick semen flooded the girl’s greedy mouth.

She swallowed it all down like a champion, not spilling a single drop. When his orgasm finally subsided, Dmitri nearly collapsed, his bones feeling like jelly. The girl withdrew and stood, licking her lips obscenely.

“There,” she said with a grin, still completely nude, “I knew you’d be able to teach me something, gramps. But I think I taught you a thing or two as well.” She winked and gathered up her clothes.

Dmitri watched her leave in a daze, his used cock still leaking in his pants. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. Did that really just occur? Did a barely legal teenager really just give him the best blowjob of his life?

His mind raced as he righted his clothes and began to walk home, his body tingling with unfamiliar sensations. He felt alive again, rejuvenated. Maybe age wasn’t such a barrier to lust after all.

Next time he visited the park, he’d make sure to keep a look out for the naughty young minx. He had a feeling she’d be back for more instruction <3.