Norton House -Rosemary' s Secret

(Part 1 from 1)

Being employed as Norton House general factotum and handyman, my life took on an entirely new meaning and taught me that life really does begin at 60. Everything was discreet and the tenants very nice and pleasant. One thing I did learn was that all of them changed inside out, so to speak. When going out, one would think they were just ordinary middle class oldies. Inside however, they all dressed and acted as they perceived when they were in their prime and with style and grace. It was fantastic.

Rosemary was a good example. I was guess she was around 65, buxom and good looking with great legs. On Tuesday last week, she asked me if I could find her help her with a ‘delicate’ situation. Blushing, she mentioned that whilst her husband left her quite ‘well off’, she had been surfing the net and found what she described as ‘ intimate desires mature chat room’ and had struck up a friendship with a couple who had sent her some ‘nice videos’ and they wanted some of her.

“The problem is Robert, is that I cannot film myself can I? Would you be love and do it for me….I am desperate because for the first time in my life, they share my long-term but sadly unfulfilled interest in what I now believe is called ‘Water sports’. Well, what could I say, but yes.

I was intrigued, so when having a sherry in her apartment, I could not resist asking how her interest in water sports was triggered. “Well, Robert, I was kid and in boarding school when I discovered masturbation. But the difference was that unlike other girls, I had a very big bladder, like my clit – believe me it was embarrassing at the time. Well, one day, I was lying enjoying the sun in a field and started daydreaming of the usual stuff. I was really horny and there being no one around, I took off my knickers and wanked like mad…as I was coming I had this massive urge to pee urgently so just let it gush out which triggered the most fantastic orgasm.”

She added that she continued with her fetish on her own for many years as she thought she was a freak and “it was not something that ladies should enjoy. You know Robert, this is the first time I have truly found someone like me and I intend to enjoy it. So will you help me, please?”

What could I say, but yes. Arriving at 8 that evening, Rosemary opened the door dressed not too dissimilar to that of young public school girl. Simple blouse covering a pair of ripe 36 DD melons finished with a flared light brown skirt stretched over her sexy belly and finishing about 2 inches below the knee.
“Go through to the living room, Robert. I have set up the basics, so to speak, but we need to get run through how we will film this….I am just going to have a drink, would you like a beer”?

Bringing me and herself a generous pint of larger, she added “ Robert, whilst I am not know embarrassed in acknowledging my ‘kink’ so to speak, this is the first time anyone has seen me do it, so to speak. The last thing I want is to feel is humiliated. So if what I am about to do is going to make you feel uneasy, please say so now and we will forget all about it”.

“What, Rosemary, I share your interest but have never ever met a lady who likes it as well. So no, I won’t be embarrassed….more like excited. Shall we have another pint?

She beamed and hurriedly refilled the glasses. “Now we know where we stand, let’s make a great movie”. Lifting the settee cover, she showed the plastic sheets and those around it”
“Now, I am not very creative, how you think we should film this. Don’t forget this couple have been kind to send me some movies but they are rather basic…her on the toilet, him peeing on her at the same time. I would like something a bit different. What do you think?”

My mind was going into overdrive. “What about this idea? We set the scene, first you’re sitting down reading and sipping a drink, very refined. Then, think back to when you were younger, when it first started, you start daydreaming and slowly you pull up your skirt and start fingering yourself. You get carried away, the book drops, you undo your blouse – you will have to take off your bra beforehand, of course – to reveal erect pert nipples and then decorously take down your knickers.
Now bearing in mind that I am not here, you slowly open your legs wide for the close up of your clit... and then take it away. The thing is, the film will surprise the viewer. What do you think?”
Her smile gave me the green light.
Making an erotic film as opposed to a porn film is harder because you have to engage and build up the viewers' emotional climax as well as the participants climax.
“You have great taste, Robert, I can see you like the finer things in life. Now let’s start”

I set up the lighting and put on a soft jazz cd whilst Rosemary went to remove her bra. Stepping out of the bedroom, she said “ This doesn’t look tarty does it, Robert?”
What Do You mean tary, you look wonderful” I replied, not referring to those lovely jugs with rich brown auolaes surrounding very pert nipples. She was getting into the mood and finishing another pint of larger!
With her on the on the sofa I started shooting but there was problem …stage fright, I suppose. She looked like a very bad actress. “Look Rosemary, will it help if I help get your imagination going. That should get you in the mood”….
Think back to that first day, the sun is hot and you’re reading a saucy chapter…she leaned against her and felt his manhood against her hot surging womanhood…… suddenly, as if a switch in her was turned on, she was in the mood. They music and the effect of the larger took over. Languidly she pulled up her skirt to caress her cunt through (in keeping with the schoolgirl image) her old fashioned green knickers.
However, unlike the young girl of past these knickers could not hide that lovely bush which in also in the past would probably have been trimmed.

Whilst fingering herself Rosemary gradually unbuttoned her blouse, revealing those slightly drooping by great tits. She was obviously getting into the mood as I swear those nipples had grown by at least another ¼ of inch. She was shedding inhibitions as fast as she was taking off her knickers.
So far I was just the cameraman, but I was also the voyeur….there but not there. Fully reclined stark naked eyes dreamily half closed, she murmured, “Robert, I think we should do the close up now, I think this will make it easier for you”
Then she then placed her left leg over the top of the settee … and started wanking her ever protruding thick clit. Now she was gone…. Sighs a moan and then:. “Hey, Robert, I have a great orgasm when I piss, well I was thinking, what it would be even better having someone piss inside me at the same time. I know you can’t piss with a hard on, but would you like to help me try and find out?

This was not in the script, but my bladder was near to bursting and not having taken my magic tablet, I did have a semi-hard lob on which had been oozing pre-cum for a while. Why waste this experience. So I started undressing. “That’s great, Robert, you are going to make me very happy”.
Holding the camera I walked over focusing tightly into her clit and very wet fanny. As I began to kneel down, she gently took cock and slowly began to want it with my pre-cum.
“Oh that’s lovely, not hard not soft…just the way I like it”. Here we are, she is still wanking and getting hot and now also wanking me whilst still trying to film. Then, a slow spray of hot piss gently flowed from her clit hole as her orgasm started. “Quick Robert, put the camera on the tripod, I’m ready. Leaving it there, and wanking to slightly harden my cock further I slid it into that lovely moist hole.

She started writhing underneath me and I forced my cock to piss deep into her. As soon as it hit her wall she went nuts and I was showered in a literal torrent of piss. It went everywhere.
Suffice to say that as soon as it started it was over….the climax.

The film? It looked great. And with a bit of editing Rosemary's cyber couple loved it so much they invited her to bring ‘her friend’ when she visits them next month. I said that I was not sure. It’s all right some times …but not every time. There are so many other things one can do.

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