Grand Daddy Assjob Novels & Stories

“Fuck… you like it, huh? I want to spank you so hard. Can I?” The pleasure and delight of being fucked so hard and fast like had me in daze, I could barely understand his question. But I spoke. “Yes… Daddy.” His hand came down, landing hard and hot on my ass and I cried out. “Daddy!” My hand swung to the back, grabbing his back and pulling him closer to me. He began to plant kiss on my body, his hand still landing hard and hot on my ass, perfectly timed to each drilling thrust into me.

The elderly man sat alone while casting a glance at Seminyak Beach, which was about to show its beautiful sunrise charm. "You guys?" Grandpa was surprised and cleared his throat. "I guessed wrong. I thought you guys would be late this morning. It turned out to be the other way around." Keenan just spluttered and took the seat next to his grandfather which was bordered by a round table as high as an adult's waist. While Lily sat next to him. "Just call der opa. He'll get mad if you call him grandpa," Keenan whispered to his wife. "I'm not deaf, Keenan. You think I'm like you who's easily offended, huh?"

“Of all the things you can do for your age, you throw yourself at men. Since your parents won’t restrain your behavior, I’ll have to do it for them.” She pulled out my tongue, dumped acid all over me, and dug out my snewly transplanted heart to give as a birthday gift to my grandfather, who had been waiting for my return. “Mr. Sims, the skank tried to impersonate Ms. Sims, but I got everything sorted out for you.” … I lay on a sewage-soaked concrete floor, my body mangled and battered from torture. Flies buzzed above me. The rats squeaked as they feasted on my flesh.

I swear it. I owe all this pleasure to Travis I guess. I don't know who the hell that man is, but he is a great fucker. He's got raw power in him. Damn! We can have a threesome. That'll work if Stanley comes back to me. Probably before our little contract expires. I heaved a sigh of relief and rolled over on the bed. My whole mind is flooded with the thought of his giant eggplant between his legs. I call it eggplant because it was more like a purple color stained with mud.

I let out a whine at the sudden lack of fullness, reaching back for him. "It’s okay, baby. I understand," he said, the sound of a sharp slap against my ass echoing in the room. "Daddy’s gonna make it all better." He eased himself back inside of me from behind. He picked up a brutal, relentless pace. It felt like he was on a mission to rearrange my insides to the shape of him. I couldn't do anything but bury my face in the pillows and take it, my cries muffled as he claimed me all over again.

But now, when there is a penis sitting in-between my legs expecially when it belonged to my step father. Eventually mom said nothing, she just turned her head satisfied and continued climbing the stairs. I let out a sigh of relief with great care then turn my head to look at my dad.. He's been awake all along. It down on me and the reality taste like charcoal in my mouth.. All this while he's been awake as I've been grinding my ass against his cock. The reality feels like nightmare i immediately wants to wake up from. What is he going to do to me? Will he punish me? Is he going to tell my mom I've been grinding my ass against his cock for the past few minutes?? Either way, "Am cooked".

“Your ass is so beautiful, so tight…ahhh…fuck….yes…” I winced at the pain. “Babygirl, you OK?” he was on top of me, supporting his body with one hand and the other hand was lightly touching my clit, making light small circles. The sensation of the pulsing egg and his fingers on my clit was just perfect. As I relaxed, my sting in my little hole was gone, Granddaddy filled up me much easier, and each inch came out smoother. The pain turned to pleasure fast. Granddaddy pushed his cock in nice and slow until it disappeared in my ass. I was entirely filled, I loved the sensation, I felt sated by Granddaddy’s cock in my ass.

“Daddy— wait— not there while Mom’s home—” He pushed forward anyway, forcing the thick head past my tight ring. I sobbed in pleasure and pain as he slowly sank his massive cock into my ass. The stretch was insane. He was so big, and my tiny hole fought to take him. “Fuck… this tiny ass is even tighter,” he groaned, gripping my hips as he buried more of his cock inside me. He started fucking my ass — long, deep strokes that made me see stars. I was moaning loudly now, unable to hold back as he railed my asshole while I weakly stirred the ruined sauce.

The moment she found out I had enrolled Ryder in a vocational school, she stormed into my room in a rage and flung the admission letter straight at my face. "Rebecca King! What are you trying to do?" she shouted, pointing at me, her whole body trembling with fury. "How dare you send my grandson to learn something as lowly as fixing cars? That's work for the lower class! I raised him with such care, and now you want him to serve other people?" I looked at her flatly, not even bothering to defend myself. "Grandma!" Ryder's voice came from the doorway. He rushed in and stepped in front of me, shielding me with his body—for the first time in 15 years.

Tomorrow, I was supposed to move into a gilded cage and pretend I didn't absolutely despise my new step-father. But tonight, I just wanted to forget my own name. The bass in the underground club was so heavy it vibrated right through the soles of my heels and settled deep in my chest. I was sitting at the far end of the mahogany bar, nursing a ridiculously expensive bourbon, trying to melt into the shadows. It wasn't easy, though. Not when I was wearing a dress that was practically painted on.