Old Age Pornstar

Michelle was looking for a new hobby in her retirement, but what she had in mind was far naughtier than knitting…

Sliding on my knee-high white stockings and mesh body suit, I admired myself in the mirror.

‘Perfect,’ I said.

There was just enough on show to make the men go wild.

And I knew by flashing my famous big bazookas, I had them right in the palm of my hands.

Quickly, I grabbed my phone and lay myself back on the bed to start recording.

But as I slowly opened my legs to reveal the crown jewels, pain shot through my body.

‘Damn it!’ I cried, clutching my hip.

Since having a hip replacement four months before, I’d struggled to give my fans the full Monty they deserved.

I’d been posting on Only Fans for the past 18 months.

I was 70 and old enough to be most of my subscribers’ grandma.

But when it came to my raunchy moves in the bedroom, age really was just a number.

I’d do everything from nude photos, live sex videos with willing volunteers and saucy content with my life-sized silicone torso dildo called Cliff Branch.

My saucy content proved such a hit, within months I rose to become within the top one per cent of creators in the world.

However, my life hadn’t always revolved around the world of X-rated videos.

I was a mum to two children, including my son, Harry, and I’d raised them alone.

As they grew up, life had been a struggle.

Money was tight and working at below minimum wage as a secretary, I often had to choose between the basic necessities such as milk or toilet paper.

Then at 55, I suddenly lost my job.

Not knowing where to turn and with rent due, I got chatting with a friend.

‘Why don’t you do full body sensuous massages with happy endings?’ he suggested.

‘Well, that sounds nice,’ I replied, curious. ‘What is that?’

He explained how it worked and I didn’t bat an eyelid. I wasn’t easily shocked.

‘I can definitely do that,’ I said.

So, without wasting another moment, I went online and purchased a massage table.

I then popped an advert up on the internet and waited.

Within four days, I had 25 appointments.

Well, there’s clearly a market for a woman my age, I thought.

Before I knew it, business was booming as I welcomed dozens of men into my home for an extra special treatment.

But after six months, the massages were no longer enough to satisfy their thirst.

‘Do you offer more?’ they’d ask.

Business was beginning to run dry.

So, I decided to take it a step further.

I started offering an escort service where I’d sleep with the men too.

For the next 12 years, I continued my work as a sensual masseur and escort, building a solid client base.

But when I was 68, my health took a downwards turn.

I was having extreme pain in my stomach, and I needed abdominal surgery to remove an ovarian mass.

Following the operation, not only was I thrown right into a second menopause, but for six weeks, I was unable to continue with my work as I recovered.

At the same time, my son Harry’s health had rapidly declined.

It had got so bad, he’d ended up disabled, moving in with me for emotional and financial support.

‘I need to do something,’ I said.

Then one day, someone told me about the content selling site, Only Fans.

I did some research, and I loved the fact there was no requirement to post a certain amount of content.

I could be my own boss and do as much or as little as I liked.

Plus, the money sounded great too.

So, I went ahead and signed up, calling myself ‘the GILF of your dreams’.

I already had a bunch of pictures, so I uploaded them alongside a few videos.

But still, I knew it wasn’t enough.

Then I had an idea.

Logging on to Twitter, I pulled on my sexy blue lingerie, and began to film a video.

‘I’m looking for volunteers to come and sh** me,’ I said. ‘I’ll show you a good time.’

Feeling happy with my work, I pressed ‘post’ before heading off to bed.

But what I woke up to the next morning was beyond anything I could have imagined.

Overnight the video had gone viral — gaining over five million views.

My phone had completely blown up and I had 200 missed calls and 400 texts.

It turned out guys from all over the world were queuing up, desperate to get a piece of my pie.

I was astounded.

Quickly I sifted through the volunteers willing to film content with me for my Only Fans.

But I wasn’t accepting just any old riff-raff.

My one condition was each of my volunteers had to have proof of a Covid vaccine.

With all my health issues, I wasn’t about to risk my life for a bit of hanky panky.

Although there was plenty of younger men gagging for me, they had to be at least 35 too.

Over the next few weeks, men came over to my house to film all manner of steamy content.

Each day I’d slip into a new piece of naughty nightwear to do private video calls with fans and create solo videos with toys too.

I even filmed myself reading sexy stories.

It was a right hit, and within the first month alone I’d raked in £33,000.

My subscribers were growing by the day, and they were men of all different ages.

Although most were in their 40s and 50s, my oldest client was 96 years old!

It was clear men just couldn’t resist an older lady.

Just over a year after creating the account, I had to have a hip replacement, and although I had to learn to walk again, even that didn’t stop me posting.

I couldn’t open my legs the same way, but people continued to lap it up.

However, not everyone shared the same enthusiasm about my work.

Online people would write all manner of nasty comments.

‘This is disgusting, grandma,’ they would say.

My family, including my daughter, cut me off, refusing to talk to me.

What they didn’t understand was that I was doing it to survive and to give Harry the best chances for his future.

My biggest fear was always that I’d die without him having a place to live.

I couldn’t let that happen.

I told Harry what I was doing, and in time, he came to accept it as he knew I was doing it to support him.

Now, I’ve been doing Only Fans for three years, and I’m making more money than I ever have in my life.

So far I’ve raked in a total of £350,000.

It’s more than I could ever dream of.

More than a thousand men have contacted me, asking to volunteer in my videos and I have 1,100 regular subscribers too.

But I don’t care what people think.

I may not be your typical older woman, but you won’t find me sitting there crocheting blankets.

People think when you reach a certain age, you can’t unleash your wild side, but that couldn’t be further from the truth.

Older women should be able to embrace their sexuality just as much as the rest.

One day I hope I will be financially secure enough to retire in peace.

But for now, this GILF is growing old disgracefully!

By Michelle Hardenbrook, 71