HELENAS TITS
Already told you about Helena RIP who left this earth from stomach cancer twenty years ago. I can truthfully say she was the only true nymphomaniac I fucked in my life. Like the old Martini ad ery she,d fuck or suck Any Time Any Place Any Where. I began to see why she,d been so successful in Hollywood as she had no qualms showing me photos she,d posed for in real hardcore porn where NOTHING was left to the imagination! She continuously begged me to piss on her. So I pissed on her, was amazed she,d then suck the pee away and suck me off for my young sperm! The problem was she was actually wearing me out, twenty years old and I was exhausted, plus activities like fishing had to be put on hold. Helena actually went fishing with me once, but that was enough. I had to bait her hook, throw her line out and take the fish off when she caught one. As ever she was more interested in the hard worm between my thighs and as we were not alone it was embarrassing to me that two elderly fisherman not far away saw her as I fucked her doggie style and just stood fascinated by the way her magnificent titties swayed back and forth with the thrusts I made into her sweltering hot pussy. Helena Didn,t care. She was more concerned with the three school girls who recognised her on the street, asked for a signed photo of which Helena always carried a few in her hand bag and signed autographs for them. She gave me some of her more pornographic ones to “jerk off to remind me of our wonderful fucks”! Looking back they Were Wonderful Fucks, but also exhausting ones and I have no doubt added to her two broken marriages. She Didn,t do herself any favours boasting openly to me on past Lovers she,d cheated on and I knew she,d do the same to me if we ever got serious. Thankfully Uncle Sam came to the rescue and following her driving me to the airport, having people take photos of us myself in my uniform and Helena in tight brief shorts and tight top which showed off her trade mark titties to full advantage then a long passionate snog while she rubbed my cock through my uniform trousers regretfully. “Write me as soon as you get to your base and I,ll be sure to send you more private pictures to keep your mind set on me!” She sobbed (she was a great actress as well). Of course she loved my Cock more than me. She DIzd write to me for all of six months and sent loads of pictures of her in all sorts of acts including eating pussy of other women and having her gorgeous cunt licked, but she was not really a lesbian when it came down to it. I vowed after Helena I,d find a woman who at least liked me for more than just my young talented trousers snake! I never saw Helena again till many years later she was with her eldest daughter who reminded me so much of the vibrant young woman she once was. Sadly her mother had recently passed away so she,d flown back with her daughter and two sons for the funeral. Helena still had her golden tresses, but her trademark tits now sagged, her face now lined and I doubted even a face lift would help now. She told me of her successful husband who ran an advertising agency in Van Nuys, but he seemed to always be busy. “I still keep my boyfriends happy though as Perry seldom takes me to bed now, gotta keep Fucking, Right?” She joked to me out if the hearing of her daughter. “Saw in the papers some years ago Ma sent you married some british broad in London while you were still in the Air Force can t recall her name,” she prompted me. “Sarah,s my wife,s name!” She kissed me then full on the mouth. “Adios my old lover!” and she and daughter walked away from me. But even now I dream of Helena’s legendary titties!