Grandfather Granddaughter Sex Stories Novels & Stories

They’ve done it again. “Ahhh!” She groaned in her head. How? How did she do it? They were not partners at all, and they’ve had sex two times. How did they have sex again? First of all, she was telling him how his grandmother had embarrassed her and the next thing, he was leaning forward, capturing her lips and pulling her to his laps. “Ahh.” She groaned again, shooting the thought of it off her head before moving towards the bathtub.

She let the towel drop, cupped those full tits, and looked right at me with those wide eyes, inviting me in. “Fuck, Stella,” I whispered into the dark, stroking faster. I imagined sucking one hard nipple into my mouth while my fingers dipped between her legs, finding her wet and hot. Sliding two fingers inside her tight pussy, curling them while my thumb worked her clit. Her moans filling the room as I bent her over that dresser and slammed into her from behind, claiming my new stepsister like I owned her. The taboo hit me hard Dad’s wife’s daughter. Family dinners with this secret between us. It only made me stroke harder, rougher. My balls tightened, pressure building fast. In my mind, she

The people of Rue City could not say no about Grandma going to tell her life story because they all felt happily jealous of my grandparents’ relationship and that they were waiting for this moment since the Strawberry’s Coffee Shop was built when they first met them. Grandma clears her throat and sighed deeply before she started. “I used to write love stories wherein I make the female ones to die in the end so that the male ones would suffer extreme pain till they die with their broken stone hearts. . . .because I was mad of all the love stories I heard in the world that boys couldn’t turn into a man because of their stupid lusts!” she sounded angry when she said the last two words. She inha

My muscles are taut as I try not to get my cock into her pussy like I want to. Layla rubs her tits against my face, moaning and shuddering as the orgasm crashes into her. Her pussy gushes against my thigh, her release all over me. Everything becomes quiet in that moment, till it’s just her breathing mingling with mine. Maybe this isn’t so bad. Maybe I could give in to this power that we’ve created, and it would be okay after. She wants me too. I could show her what big, bad Daddies do to their little girls. But a flash of lightning illuminates the pink in her hair.

Hippie grandma brings shy grandson out of his shell. NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy ******* Frustrated with her son's shyness, Sonja called her brother for advice. "Russ, remember how shy you were in high school?" she asked. "Yeah, it was crippling. Why?"

A ride on her brother's lap changes everything for Grace. NB: Please note that this story contains themes of incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> "Grace, come on," Evan shouted up the stairs, drawing out the final word. "We were supposed to have already left by now." "I'm coming, jeez. Cool your fucking jets," I yelled back. Slamming my body down onto my suitcase, I finally managed to get it to compress enough that I was able to finish zipping it up.

Gramps asked, a tease in his voice. I didn’t respond. I looked in my glass, wondering what the blogs were typing away and what people would read our story as. “I approve” he continued. “Gramps, it was just a kiss” I stated, looking him in the eye. “Really?” A mischievous grin crept up his face and I wanted to wipe it off. “Yeah. I know you are old but when two people are sexually starved and live in the same house, they tend to do stuffs together”

“After that, you have him take you from behind first—deep and forceful, like a stallion covering a mare—then roll onto your back quick with your hips tilted high so his seed stays deep. None of that lazy lying on your side!” The old woman gestured crudely with both hands, demonstrating styles. Mrs Sinclair let out a sharp, horrified gasp, her face turning bright red as she covered her mouth. “Mother!” I sat on my hands, my lips twisting as I desperately suppressed a massive wave of laughter and pure amusement. The sheer absurdity of Tyler’s grandma giving me fertility advice was the funniest thing I had experienced in weeks. “I’m just stating facts!” Grandmother Sinclair bragged, lifting her

Grant grinned and groaned softly, his eyes were full of desire. He carried me up suddenly, my back pressed against the wall of the shower. His strong hands held my ass firmly as he kissed my neck slowly, sucking on my skin. Then he moved down to my breasts and sucked my big breasts hard, licking and biting my nipples gently. “D…daddy..” “Say, thank you!” He ordered, spanking my ass making me yelp. “Thank you, daddy.” I gave him a slutty smile as I bit my lower lip.

Russell’s grip on my arm was firm but not bruising as he led me up the wide, curving staircase toward our master bedroom. My legs still trembled from the intense double penetration downstairs, and with every step I could feel the warm, sticky evidence of Viktor and Elias’s release slowly leaking down my inner thighs. The mixture of their cum made my skin slick, a constant, humiliating reminder of what I had just done — what I had been made to do — in front of my husband.