I have been following a well-known website where older guys like myself get to have sex with a much younger girl, no holds barred.

I never thought it could or would happen to me, as most of the girls in the videos are about twenty, and I am in my sixties.

I have given myself several rubs when I am alone, fantasising about this happening to me and dreaming about who the lucky girl might be, and several came to mind. However, I knew it was never going to be with someone I knew or cared about.

Then a new family moved into our street. In the house straight across the street from us, a much younger family than the rest of the community, which is mainly retired couples.

The mother was tiny, a bit of a goth, but very pretty, with an incredible figure once you looked past the pink hair and strange clothes. The husband reminded me of a construction worker, all muscle, long hair and beard, but ultimately very pleasant.

Initially, I hadn't realised they had a daughter, an eighteen-year-old daughter who was stunning. I was so attracted to the mother, Ashley, and her nice, rounded tits and erect nipples that I didn't hear much of what she said. It was only when my wife asked if I had met the daughter that I sat up and took notice.

My mind began racing and dreaming up scenarios of how I could get to know her better, and wondering if she looked as hot as her mother, that when I finally met her, I had an instant erection, which didn't go unnoticed by my wife.

When we were alone, my wife asked about the erection brought about by the sight of Paris, the neighbour's daughter.

I said, "In all my years, I have never seen a woman as beautiful as Paris, and it just brought back memories of you when we first met; I had a permanent erection then whenever we were together."

She chuckled. "As long as that is all it was, you dirty old man," she said.

Over the following weeks, I spent a few hours with Ashley. When I met her in the street, I invited her in for coffee, and we became closer and closer. We just sat in my lounge or in the garden and chatted as we drank our coffee; during these chats, I found out more and more about the beautiful Paris.

Ashley gradually stopped wearing her goth-type clothing and became more feminine and sexier; I wasn't sure if this was for my benefit or hers, but she certainly looked hotter and hotter by the day.

Ashley stopped wearing trousers or leggings and switched to summer dresses or skirts and tight-fitting T-shirts that emphasised her firm, natural breasts and big, juicy nipples.

When Ashley was dressed like that, I had to use a hand or cover my bulge as I didn't want to get caught with an erection that was clearly brought on by her appearance.

I didn't realise Ashley had seen my predicament or was as confident as she was, as I had only met her a few times, until she said, If that is because of me, I am flattered; there is no need to hide it, I do love a guy who appreciates a woman."

From that day, Ashley became even more of a tease; she wore something even more revealing and sexier each time she came in for coffee. On one occasion, she went home and got changed when she met me in the street, and I invited her over, just to tease me even more.

About a month passed from them moving, and we were now seeing each other most days just for a chat, a sandwich and coffee or even a glass of wine, when Ashley said, "I know this is a bit cheeky, but would you mind if Paris and I used your hot tub one afternoon if you are not using it?"

I was more than happy to see two beautiful women in my garden wearing nothing more than a bikini while I was at home alone. My reply was instant; I said, "Yes, but I will have to run it by my wife."

Ashley got up to leave and gave me a huge hug, her erect nipples poking into my chest through my t-shirt, and she kissed me on the cheek and said, "Thanks."

I spoke to my wife that evening, and she had no qualms about sharing the hot tub with our new neighbours as long as I was going to behave myself and be the perfect host.

I saw Ashley a few days later and told her the news; she was very excited and explained that she had never been in a hot tub before. We arranged for her and Paris to call around the following day; it is a six-person tub, so I explained that she could invite other people if she wished.

Ashley said, "The only person we want to join us is you, so get your trunks ready."

I was surprised and excited and couldn't wait to see them both in some nice swimwear.

That evening, I explained to my wife what was arranged. She would have loved to have been there, but had to work, which worked for me as I don't think that would have worked and certainly would not have been so exciting.

That night, I put a couple of bottles of wine and a bottle of prosecco in the wine fridge, ready for the following day, as I wanted to be the perfect host.

The following day, after my wife went to work, I made a trip to an out-of-town pharmacy where I purchased some little blue tablets that help guys with erection problems. I don't normally, but when it came down to it, I wanted to be sure I could rise to any occasion.

I waited until an hour before the arranged time, I read the instructions through twice, then popped a tablet. Within twenty minutes, I felt slightly lightheaded, and I could feel my cock thicken. I knew the pill was working, but didn't know how long it would last and certainly didn't want to walk around all day with a full erection.

The girls arrived at the pre-arranged time, each wore a sarong and a t-shirt with sandals so as not to arouse any suspicion from the neighbours.

I had popped on a pair of baggy swim shorts rather than tight trunks in an effort to hide what was going on with my cock.

The girls accepted a glass of prosecco each and a big beach towel, and they changed out of their normal clothes to reveal they were both wearing bikinis, just regular ones, not tiny ones, but they still showed off a lot of flesh.

Whereas Ashley was a good C-cup, Paris was a sensational DD-cup, and it was clear through the flimsy material she had pierced nipples, a bar through them or something similar.

Once the girls were in the hot tub, laughing and enjoying the bubbles, I topped up their glasses and went to go back into the house and left them to enjoy their afternoon in the sun.

I had not gotten very far when Paris called out, "Hey! Where are you going? Get your ass in here with us".

I turned back, said, "Only if you are sure, I thought you wanted to enjoy an afternoon together just the two of you."

Ashley said, "Come on, join us; it will be fun."

I climbed in over the side wall and took up a position opposite the mother and daughter, who looked more like sisters and were so alike, apart from the hair. Paris was a brunette, unlike her mother, with her pink locks.

My eyes were transfixed on their breasts, which were right on the waterline, jiggling to the rhythm of the bubbles. Of course, this set my cock, which I could feel rise and become erect in a matter of minutes. I wasn't sure if the pills helped or if it was just the reaction to the jiggling breasts.

The girls couldn't see my problem; fortunately, that was until they asked me to refill their glasses, and I had to stand up to reach the bottle.

Ashley spotted the tent formed in my shorts and said, "This has to be a recurring issue, or do you just always walk around with an erection?"

I blushed and apologised, I said, "I don't always have an erection, but being in the company of two beautiful women wearing only a bikini, I have no control over my cock, sorry."

Paris said, "He is huge, Mum! By the way, have you seen it before?"

Ashley replied, "No, but he had a huge bulge in his trousers the other day when we were together, and he was staring at my tits."

I sat back down, hoping my erection would subside. I could hear the girls whispering over the drone of the bubbles compressor. Their discussion became obvious when, in unison, they removed their bra tops and dropped them over the side of the hot tub.

Two of the best pairs of tits I had ever seen came into view. Paris had big natural tits with dark nipples, with a bar passing through each pierced nipple; they were not as firm as Ashley's slightly smaller tits with rose pink nipples and wider areola.

This did nothing to help me lose my erection; it just became harder, stronger and more uncomfortable in my shorts.

Paris made the first move; she took a band from around her wrist and tied her hair back in a ponytail, then she stood up, walked the pace or two across the tub and sat astride my legs, her tits now level with my chest.

She smiled at Ashley, then kissed me full on the lips, forcing her tongue into my mouth and wrapping her arms around me. I naturally responded, pulling her in close. The sensation of her pierced nipples against my chest was incredible.

When we broke for air, she whispered in my ear, "Your cock feels enormous."

I smiled and was unsure where this was leading, or if I was being tested by my new sexy neighbours.

We kissed again, only this time I felt a tug on my shorts. I glanced over Paris's shoulder as we continued kissing and saw that Ashley was directly behind her, and her hands were on my shorts.

Ashley said, "Lift your bottom so we can get those shorts off."

It wasn't easy with Paris sitting on my lap, but I managed to raise my bottom just enough for Ashley to pull my shorts down and dispose of them, leaving me naked.

Paris didn't move; she carried on kissing me and pushing her tits into my chest as Ashley cupped my balls.

I didn't want to make any moves; I just went with the flow and allowed these hot women to use me as their plaything, enjoying every second.

Then, to my surprise, Paris stood up, slipped off her pants, gave her shaved pussy a few rubs and slipped a finger inside to loosen it up, then sat back down. Only this time, Ashley guided my cock into her daughter's tight, wet pussy.

She was very tight, and my cock is very fat and long. She took it slowly and carefully, every few seconds stopping and rising before lowering each time again, taking an extra inch or so of my shaft.

Eventually, she took as much as she could manage, she stopped briefly, looked at me and said, "It is huge! I love it! Now fuck me."

Paris started to ride me, rising and lowering her pussy up and down my shaft as I helped by forcing my cock inside her. She was moaning and shaking, and in just a few strokes, she had her first orgasm, followed seconds later by a longer, harder one, causing her to stop.

Paris looked beautiful and fulfilled as she was enjoying the best orgasm of her young life, but was too sore right now to continue.

Ashley was watching us, and at no time did I expect her to join in, but she was full of surprises and moved Paris from my lap, slid off her own pants and took the place of her daughter. She slid down my whole length with no problem, then began riding me.

Ashley had her first orgasm very soon after and looked to have enjoyed the experience, forcing her tits into my face and demanding I suck on her nipples.

My explosion was getting close, and Ashley could feel this through the walls of her perfect pussy. She looked at me and said, "Please don't cum inside me. Let me blow you."

This was an offer I couldn't refuse. Ashley climbed off my lap and instructed me to stand up. Ashley and Paris knelt in front of me. I stood before them, my cock pointing skyward, dripping juices and pre-cum.

Not once did they touch me with their hands; they just jointly licked me along the length of my shaft together on either side, occasionally stopping to share a kiss as my explosion came closer and closer.

Ashley knew what was about to happen, and for the first time since I was riding Paris, she cupped and caressed my balls, milking me for my juices.

It was time; I took my cock in hand and instructed them to open their mouths wide. They were willing partners and waiting for me to fill their mouths and faces.

Paris received my first load. It hit her right across her face and her eyes, not to mention in her hair. Ashley waited for my next load, which hit her tongue; she swallowed just before the next huge load flew into her eye and dribbled down her face.

Ashley was scooping up the mess from her face as Paris locked her lips around my shaft and sucked hard to extract the remaining cum from my balls.

I withdrew from her mouth and pushed my cock deep into Ashley's mouth, where she did what I needed and sucked and licked me until I was drained.

Paris wanted to suck me more and continued until her mouth was aching; my erection never subsided, probably due to the blue pills.

I could see that Ashley wanted more, and I wanted her. I picked her up and turned her around onto one of the hot tub seats, her ass in the air. I had to have her, and I wanted to fuck her properly.

I positioned myself behind her, she looked over her shoulder, smiled and said, "Fuck me."

I took that as my invitation, I eased my cock inside her and made love to her long and slow for what seemed like ages as Paris looked on, playing with her pussy.

This time, I had to cum inside her; she didn't tell me to stop. This time, she just kept pushing back, helping our rhythm as I finally unleashed my load deep inside her pussy only stopping when she became too sensitive for me to continue.

The best was yet to come, as when I pulled out, Paris was on my cock in seconds and sucked me until I had no more to give, and I finally lost my erection.

It was always Paris I was interested in, but I could not reject the beautiful Ashley and her hot body, who came back for more the following day when we were both home alone.

I had just finished a night shift, I had squeezed in a few hours of sleep and showered, and I opened the blinds on the lounge windows.

I was still damp, wrapped only in a towel around my waist, and in my kitchen brewing a latte when there was a knock at the door.

I opened the door, and Ashley stood there in a tiny crop top and minuscule denim shorts. She pushed past me and went straight to the kitchen. I closed the door and followed.

Ashley looked tiny; she was barefoot and gorgeous, her nipples erect and proud through her flimsy, tight top, and her camel toe very obvious.

I offered her a coffee as I poured mine, but she declined and approached me, looking devious and sexy.

She said, "I am only here for one thing," as she tugged on my towel and my cock sprang out, "this," as she took my cock in her hands and gently rubbed it.

Seconds later, she was on her knees, she removed her top as she dropped to the floor, freeing her perfect, firm tits, her lips were around my shaft in the blink of an eye, and she was giving me the best kitchen blowjob ever.

Askley didn't want sex; she wanted me to caress her tits, and she gave me a blowjob that lasted at least fifteen minutes, kissing and sucking on my cock and balls, rubbing my shaft harder and harder before I filled her mouth with spurt after spurt of hot sticky semen.

Once she had cleaned me up and licked off the last few drops she managed to squeeze from me, she climbed to her feet, pulled on her top, kissed me hard on the lips and left.

Since this event, she has repeated it at least once, sometimes twice a week, right up until I penned this story, and I am guessing it will continue. We have never had sex; well, since the threesome, she just wants to suck on my cock and pleasure me.

I am ever hopeful that Paris will one day do the same, but I have seen her with a guy who is believed to be her new boyfriend, so until that day, I am happy to have Ashley service my cock.