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Broken Hearts Breakfast Club (from the Chronicals of Mike Bates)

"Broken Hearts Breakfast Club - 40 year olds ore older, single, divorced, or widow/widower. Call for location and information". It gave the number in Anchorage, Alaska.

I was stationed at the military base on the east side of town, and had a rental truck for the two months I needed to get around and to do my job with. I had never been to Alaska, and the entire experience thrilled me to no end!

My job was to support the Olympic Games in Korea. The military used the base in Alaska as a staging and organiztional base, and there were three flights onboard military contracted aircraft to get us to and from Seoul, the South Korean capital, and back and forth. I wished that I could have earned frequent-flyer miles for the flights.

I earned something else: Ellie's love, her unyielding sucking ability, and that narrow pussy of hers. Never mind that Eileen (her given name; I started calling the woman "Miss Ellie" after the character on the TV show "Dallas") was 84 years young. I had never dated, let along fucked, anyone that old before.

Even teachers I "had" in college were in their 40s and 50s.

I met Stuart, the "moderator" and "vetting official" of the group for lunch and told him about my situation: I am divorced from my wife and am looking for a date while I am in Alaska. Military protocol calls for me not to tell anything but I am "on a tour as a Reserve officer, learning about the uniqueness of the Alaskan Command." Nothing about going back and forth to Korea and definately nothing about me being the aide-de-camp to a one-star General officer supporting the Olympic Games. He contacted two of the people I offered up as references and they told me all about me -- the fact that I'm Black, work for the military, nice with everyone, a talker and a writer, and his wife and him did go separate ways and was not an "asshole" about it.

Stuart told me the brief rules.

"With us, we don't have time for a lot of games. Some of the women are looking for new husbands, and some are just looking to get laid on a regular basis. I leave that to you. We don't allow sex play at our events, but if you find someone and take her to your truck and bang her, you just need to let someone know what you're doing..."

I nodded up and down.

"I don't have to tell you that you have to protect yourself and your "dates", he stated.

I nodded up and down again, sipping some of my coffee as I listened to him.

"You might want to steer clear of Doris...she wants to try out every new man who joins us. She scares away more guys than she needs to."

"Who's Doris?" I asked.

"She's 77, horny as hell, and always come to our events alone and leaves with someone. Most of them don't come back to our group, but they're okay..." Stuart smiled at me.

I smiled back.

"We meet for breakfast at the Golden Nugget Restrurant and bar on Fourth Street on Saturday mornings. We sometimes have an activity that evening and you'll welcome to come participate. "

With that, Stuart stood and extended his left hand. It was then I realized that he had no matching right hand -- or arm. I grasped his hand and shook it.

"Some of us have some injuries," Stuart stated, "that also includes cancer. Please be as sensitive with them as you are with me."

"Always. I have a grandmother who lost both legs to diabetes. She still gets out and around..." I truthfully stated.

"Good. Good luck and I'll see you Saturday for breakfast!"

Two weeks passed -- I had to go "overseas" for some taskings -- before I attended the first breakfast with my new friends. There were nine of us, not including Stuart.

At the far end of the extended table was Doris, keeping track of me and the other "newbie", Clark. She was more interested in Clark, who came to breakfast in a loud yellow and black jumpsuit. Beside Clark on the other side not occupied by Doris' large body was Claire, a 50-so year-old clerk at a doctor's office. There were two other women and another man -- I cannot remember their names -- and there was Elleen.

There were two seats between Elleen and Claire. After I finished some small talk with Claire and Clark, I excused myself and moved my coffee mug over to the other side of the table. I then walked around the table, pulled the chair out, and sat down beside Elleen.

"I hope you don't mind me being so forward, but I really came here to meet you. Mike's my name..." Of course I was lying...I have never heard of her until that moment.

"Elleen." She sipped her tea and glaced at me while smiling.

"Stuart told you about me, right." I nodded no.

"So why..." She was interrupted by the waitress, wanting to take our orders.

While I listened to her ordering, it gave me a chance to look at her.

Elleen easily could be a late 30s to early 40 year-old woman, even with the stretched skin. Her silver head of hair was cut short, and it had streaks of dark hair -- dark brown -- within the hair. Her brown eyes were hidden by the oversized menu she referred to as she made her order.

The lips of her small mouth was covered by a dark brown -- cinnamon colored -- lipstick. She had several age spots attesting to her advanced age, but they were moderated by the multicolored skirt she was wearing with the cream-colored top covering the medium-sized breasts covered by a bra.

I smiled as she moved her legs under the covered table top and waited for my turn to order.

"And you sir?", the waitress asked me.

When I provided that I wanted French toast and bacon, Eileen smiled and said, "You could get that at the pancake house down the street. Why don't you have a omelet?"

It was then that I felt her hand on my covered upper thigh.

"I think I WILL have a Western omelet," I told the waitress. "And the French Toast and coffee please."

She lightly squeezed my thigh after the waittress left.

"You and I are going to be great friends...I just know it!" Eileen said.

She was so correct. During breakfast, she eventually reached for my cock, strong and hard in my pants and was at one point she was trying to one-handed move my zipper down to get to it better. Elleen had to stop and moved her hand back to her lap as she was interrupted by Doris, asking me questions about where I come from, who my people are, and what were my plans after breakfast.

I smiled at her and responded, "I don't know. I don't have any plans -- I'll let things develop and spring up as the morning goes."

After breakfast, Eileen walked over and treated me to my first Alaskan blowjob in the cab of my rental truck. She removed her teeth before she engulfed my cock, swirling her tongue around it as she pumped more and more of me into her mouth with her right hand. She did not stop sucking and slurping on me until I came in her mouth and down her throat. She then raised back up, swallowed what was not already down her gullet, and said "Welcome to Alaska, Mike!" before kissing me deeply.

I returned the kiss, mauling her C-cup sized bra and tits. After a couple of minutes, hearing her moan as I pleased her breasts, she stopped me, found her purse, and placed her teeth back into her mouth. She then fished around for a pen or pencil.

She then found the pen while looking into her purse. Within it, she found a receipt from a store, turned it over, and wrote her address and phone number on it. She then placed the pen back into her purse and held the slip of paper up to my face.

"I ask of you please to please be gentle at first. I lost my husband several years back and as you can see, I am a little starved for attention and intimacy. But after we really get to know each other, you can fuck the shit out of me and I'll never complain!"

The fact that a 80-year old woman used the words "fuck" and "shit" together to describe what she wanted me to do to her -- that startled me.

What else can I say but "Yes, Ma;'am. I will do my best." I took the address from her hand and placed it into my pocket beside my reading glasses.

"That's all anyone can be expected to do. You do know how to put on a condom, right?"

"I do," I answered.

"Good. When you get to my place this afternoon, bring two condoms and a street map. And if you don't know how to eat cunt, I'll teach you how. I expect you to do that to me every time we meet, understand?"

I nodded.

She reached for the latch to let herself out of my truck, but I stopped her and kissed her deeply again. "Thank you", I said.

"Thank you...and that was a downpayment." I watched her go over to her car and leave the eating place.

I did exactly as she asked and rolled up to her house three hours later. I went back to my military quarters, showered and changed, and trimmed my thick bush flecked with silver strands of pubic hair before dressing. I grabbed the three-pack of condoms, some lube, and my street map of Anchorage, Alaska.

Eileen greeted me at the door and pointed to the living room. "Make yourself at home, Mike...I'm not quite ready. I am used to people being late, not early." She went away.

Inside, her house was a cross between rustic and Victorian, with many artifacts from what appeared to early days in the city surrounded the room. I sat down, looking up, down, and around her living area. There were photos of what I gathered were her husband, built on the Kirk Douglas or maybe Clint Eastwood molds but with a lot more facial and crown hair than those two.

There were photos of young children, a woman in a bridal gown, and another woman in a different gown. One of those have to be Eileen...she has a daughter, or a step-daughter. Or a lover.

Nah...I didn't think she "played" with the gals.

A young man-- in his middle 20s -- broke into the house and moved to the living room where I was sitting.

"Hey!! Sorry...I'm Nick. I take it you're waiting for my Grandmother, right?"

I stood and waited for him to move over to me, extending his hand as he walked over.

"Mike," I introduced myself, adding "Nice to meet you!" We shook hands strongly.

"My Gran is a wonderful woman. Do me a favor, be sober and hang around her more...the last guy she brought here lasted for about a week and would come over here high."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah. Bastard just took off and we've never seen hide or hair of him," Nick said. "Where are you from?"

"Kentucky," I answered.

"Yeah? What do you do...I mean, how did you meet my Gran?"

"I work for the military out at Fort Rich. I am on an orientation tour with them.." I had no reason to tell him more than that.

"Well, I've got to git. I hope you really take good care of her...and I wish you well. Maybe I'll see you for dinner sometime..."

I smiled as Nick gathered a light jacket from the closet, closed it, and then left out the front door, half closing it behind him.

A couple of minutes later, Eileen came in from another room, walked over to me, and kissed me.

"Male or female?"

I looked at her and then answered, "Your grandson."

"Nick. Good. Glad you met him. Don't want him to get all high and mighty when he sees me sucking your cock while you are eating me...69?"

"Does he walk in on you like that?" I asked.

"Yeah. He thinks that it would make the guy get up and leave. He owns the house but he doesn't own his Granny's pussy. I hope you don't mind having someone watch us fuck. It happens sometimes."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Nope."

"Let's go. We have some looking around and then some fucking to do, Mike!"

With that, she led me out the front door, closed and tested the knob to see if that it is locked, and we got into my truck and we drove away.

Anchorage is a beautiful city, still reinventing itself. Eileen took me around the historic downtown area, the more urban shopping areas, the typical "tourist traps", and we had coffee and tea together at a restrurant near Explorer Glacier on the southern edge of the city. She was a wonderful tourguide, making mention that she lived in Alaska most of her life and was a retired elementary school teacher.

"Ready to go back and fuck?:" Eileen asked,

"Sure!" I said, as I left the tip on the table and we walked to the cashier.

"I've never been with a military man before..Win -- my hubby -- was a bush pliot."

I paid for our coffee, tea, and desserts.

I started to say "I've never been with an horny grandmother before," but that was not true. I chose not to say anything.

We returned to her home, whereby she directed me to the bathroom and then pointed to the master bedroom.

"I have a feeling that we're going to be using this room together a lot, Mike. Clean up and then come join me please..."

I moved toward the bathroom to her instruction, "Don't forget the condoms".

"I brought lube too," I said as I entered the bathroom. "Just in case..."

"My ass is clean and well-iubed before we went on our tour around town. My twat stays wet in anticipation. So hurry up before it dries out!"

"Okay!" I yelled back from the bathroom.

She wasted no time in bringing me to her large bed. She opened her legs wide and grabbed my hard cock. If it was not hard, the next few seconds as she held my seven inches of thickness felt like it grew a bit before before she placed the head to the entrance of her pussy.

"Remember what I said earlier...take your time...we have plenty of it..." She said before she sighed as my member entered the wettest pussy I have ever fucked. It sloushed juice as I entered in and completely ended the connection between male and female. She then raised her legs and wrapped her thin legs around my midsection as I started to slowly move back and forth inside Elleen.

"Oh FUCK Mike, just FUCK ME!" she yelled out after a few strokes inside her. "I"m going to cum," and almost at the word "cum", she tensed up, tightened her legs around me, and tightened her cuntal tube around my covered dick.

"Yes, Ellie, CUM my love!!" I said, while I was attempting to pump a bit faster as she moved through her orgasm.

It was at that time, I asked her, "You mind my calling you Ellie?"

She moved her hips back against me, bucking me as she held my head while we fucked.

"You can call me your silver-haired BITCH if you want...just keep fucking me, Mike!!" She emphasized the words with her hips as she continued to fuck her mate. I could feel the bed wetting under her ass as she continued to rock her hips in time with my thrusts.

We stayed that way for a good thirty or fourty minutes, she continuing to cum and I get faster and faster with fucking her.

"I can't hold on too much...I'm going to cum all in this pussy," I said after a few minutes more of her rocking, squeezing, and kissing me all over as she fucked me. She fucked me more than I could fuck her.

I came in the condom in the middle of Ellie cumming again. After my last big squirt from my tube, she dropped her legs and rolled me over onto a dry area of the bed. She then removed my condom, puitting in on the carpeted floor, turned back to me and immediately placed her mouth all the way down my cock while licking and sucking it clean.

"Holdover from my dead hubby. He said that I always finish a fuck with the cleaning of his dick," she said after three or four deep sucks, adding "hope you don't mind."

"Not in the slightest, Ellie," I responded, cupping her tits with my hands as she continued to suck me.

"When you are ready again," she said between sucks, "It'll be time for you to share your oral skills with me!"

"With extreme pleasure, Ellie," I told her as I moved my body around to take a look at that wet area between her legs.

For the first time, I visually examed Ellie's honey hole. For a older woman, her pussy and ass appeared to belong to a much younger woman...at least in my experience over the decades. She had very little pubic hair and what is there, has a silver and brown tint to them. Her pussy is still open from my dick's previous engagement with it. Her small asshole is puckered but it appeared to have been fucked recently -- probably by a dildo earlier in anticipation of my later engagment with that orifice.

I placed my mouth over her outer pussy lips and sucked lightly. Ellie moaned with the touch. I smacked my lips and tasted her fluids for the first time. Lightly salted but still with no real taste. I found her clitoris with my lips and slowly sucked it into my mouth, running my tongue around and around it.

"Awww...that is SO FUCKING NICE, Mike!" Ellie yelled, her face partly muffled by the sheets and bedspread.

"Good!" I paused, before I returned to sucking in earnest this old woman's pussy. I touched her asshole from time to time as my tongue dipped into her closing pussy and then rubbing up and down, and then around and around her clit. I sucked and then licked, sucked and licked, several times back and forth, while touching her ass, occassionally, placing a finger at the entrance to that hole.

"Oh!! You're going to get me off again, Mike..." Ellie stated. I did get her off, but not before she rolled me back and climbed over my body. The color contrast betwee her pale white body and my dark brown one was reveled to me by way of a full-lenght mirror on the edge of the bed.

"Oh, what I would pay for a video of this!" I said to myself as I felt Ellie reach and place my half-hard cock into her mouth as she rocked her pussy over my mouth and nose.

It felt so good, having this woman, experienced, horny, and wanton, enjoying my cock as she pushed my body toward her face and mouth...and her body to my mouth and tongue as we rocked back and forth.

"Eat me, you wonderful fucker!" she commanded before returning to sucking and jacking me off at the same time. She gagged a couple of times as I got too thick for her little mouth and stopped, jacking me off.

"So good, so good," I said, as I continue to eat and suck at this woman's cunt, licking her inner thighs, and feeling her ass and asshole as we stayed in that position until I once again came, this time a little smaller but all of it in Ellie's mouth as she flooded my face, mouth, chin, and tongue with her female fluids.

We stopped long enough to move our bodies back to a side-by-side position, with her kissing my face, my neck, and my forehead.

"You know this means you're spending the night. And any other nights you would like also," Ellie said.

"You know this means that I'll be calling on you almost daily to get more of this, please," I answered, kissing her forehead, cheeks, and kissing her mouth with mine, our tongues searching for its' mate as we hugged each other.

"Okay. Why "Ellie"?", she asked, breaking the lingering kiss from me.

"Ever watched "Dallas"? I asked, scooting over close to her. I licked her left tit nipple, then looked at her.

"A long time back. The one with JR, right?"

"Okay," I said, licking the nipple again. I then looked at the woman.

"Miss Ellie was JR's mother...and the lead of the Ewing family. Beautiful, charming, and if you cross her, dangerous. You remind me of her."

She looked at me.

"Dangerous?"

I kissed her tit.

"Yeah. Dangerous. I don't know how many guys you've been with since his death, but I know that if you were my wife, you wouldn't have to worry about fucking anyone else for the rest of your life, lady. You had me on clouds nine and ten so far...:" I moved a little. "...and we just met!! I am looking very forward in learning more about you...and spending a lot of time with you when we can!"

I meant every word I said. She reached over and kissed me deeply again.

"So tell me, Mr. Military Man, is this a one-time or do you really intend on fucking me on a regular basis. Either works for me, it just means I'll have to get it all in before you move onward." She leaned on one side, looking at me.

"If I could move here, I would to get this all of the time. Let's continue this over breakfast. In the meantime, you got plans for the rest of this evening?" I answered, looking at the thin body as I rubbed her back and forth.

"Fucking you. You have one more hole of mine to christen. Are you coming back to the Breakfast Club?"

"As long as you are there and enjoy the French toast, Ellie!"