Gerontophile

It’s fair to say that everyone has a couple skeletons in their closet. James’ skeleton happened to deal with the Shanghai Metro and little old Chinese women. Jame’s once heard a friend of his talk about the rudeness that’s endured while transiting on and off the metros. One thing stuck out to him.... “These little, old, women just run and push into people.” Ahhhh the idea of some little old woman ramming into him at full speed, thrusting him aside as if he were a paper banner, and they were the varsity football team at a home game. James knew something about himself that he was ashamed to share, he was in fact a gerontophile. He was a handsome man that never had any issues making it with a woman his own age, but he was never truly satisfied he wanted something more mature.
James would often flirt with the older women that made the acquaintance of his grandmother, but they would always just pinch his cheek and call him such a lovely young man. He even did a stint of volunteering at the old folk’s home in his hometown. All of those damned aged angels wanted to hook him up with their grand daughters, or their gay nephews.
It was then and there that he decided he would do what ever it took to move to Shanghai. If Shanghai was as he was told, then he could have elderly woman ram him at full speed and he wouldn’t have to pay for it. He scoured job boards for teaching positions and he did his online courses that awarded him his certificate to teach English. He saved up all of his money and within a few months he found himself in Shanghai. It was time for this gerontophile to finally seize his prize.
James would ride the line 1 metro from Xinzhuang to Fujin in a continuous loop from 9am, until 9pm every off day he had. He always stood right in the middle of the door opening area waiting and waiting for his coveted touch. Quite frequently he would get what he sought. Usually at People’s Square in the late afternoon, the train would come to a stop and there’d be a terrible crowd of people waiting to get on board the train. More often than not as the doors opened up a tiny, fragile looking woman would come out of the blue and bull through the crowd like a bowling ball towards its pins and make her way to James’s spot. When the old women nailed into James he would immediately let out a groan of pleasure. This was the sound that would signal his erection forming. He would usually try to keep in under wraps so that the other passengers wouldn’t hear him. His biggest worry is that his sounds would signal people to look at his bulge and he’d be discovered as a public pervert.
One day he thought to himself, to hell with them. If the French love aged wine, the Spanish love aged pork, and the Italians love aged cheese... then I can love aged maidens!
On this particular day, the metro was quite empty, there were maybe 5 other passengers in his cart and no old women have gotten on or off in the past 6 stops. He was giving up hope when we got to his home stop of Changshu when something hit him out of nowhere... As he was exiting his cart, and old woman appeared and ran into him at full speed knocking him back into the car in a wistful somersault. As he was toppling over he gave the loudest moan he’d ever released.... Within moments of crashing into the ground his erection started to grow with such immensity as the the drum beat of his blood coursing it’s way through his meaty love sausage grew more and more. He stood up and dusted the subway dust off of his pants and to his shock everyone was staring at him. His eyes met only with the old dame who caused his moments of bliss. With a fire in her eyes, she knew what she wanted and she knew damn well what she did. The train took off again in sudden motion causing the little old charger to charge once again into James. This time by accident. James cooed at the top of his voice as he held his doddering mistress in his strong arms. At this point his erection was nearly poking out of his pants as he had her in his arms whilst leaning back on the wall. He couldn’t bear himself any longer and he gave into his animalistic romantic living inside him. He looked into her wrinkly fear filled eyes and said “kiss me you haory goddess.” He leaned in and kissed her on the mouth letting go of every ounce of passion in his body, his lips married hers as they both closed their eyes. Kissing passionately, they bumbled over onto an empty row of seats. She grabbed his erection and clenched tightly in her hand. Shoving his hand into her pants he felt her soft moist love box and whispered sweetly in her ear. “Sit on my face.” She screamed something sexy to him in Chinese but he didn’t know what she said. He assumed it was something about wanting more, so he began to take his pants off and continued kiss her neck as she sang sweet sounds of pleasure. As the train came to a stop at the next station a group of security guards arrested him and charged him with molesting the elderly. Apparently a very serious crime in China.