Grandma Lingerie Novels & Stories

grandma smiled, tugging me through the mall. I turned bright pink as she pulled me into Victoria's Secrets. “Grandma…” I protested. “Excellent.“ Cassidy smiled, doing that weird tapping her fingertips together like she’s Mister Burns from the Simpsons hatching an evil plan. “Hello, ladies. Do you need any help or just browsing today?” an employee greeted us. “Oh, we will need help. My granddaughter…” grandma smiled, tugging me forward. “Has recently started dating a very handsome young man, and she doesn’t have cute or sexy underwear and lingerie.” she explained.

I really had no idea what to get first but mom pulled me inside a famous shop for lingerie. “Mom, I don’t peg you on these kinds of under linen,” I suppressed my laugh while looking at the seductive items. She twisted her lips “Silly! These are for you,” I was greatly astonished by what I'd heard. “A...are you s...serious mom?" I trailed off "Do I need to wear those kinds of strings and laces?” I murmured hastily but cleared enough for her to understand. “Honey, sexy moves won’t kill you,” she winked at me and selected the items with my sizes.

Yet now, it felt as if every one of my efforts had been turned into some cruel joke. In that instant, fragments of my past life surged back, replaying themselves before my very eyes. It felt as though a pair of invisible hands was dragging my entire family toward the same abyss once more. Watching Sarah's figure disappear into the distance, I felt compelled to chase after her and beg for forgiveness. However, once again, Mia's voice cut through the moment. "Grandma, you're so annoying! Why can't you just leave Mommy alone? She hates you right now. If you keep bothering her, she might actually kill herself."

She seemed to find it completely incomprehensible and shook me off first. "I know that you still have feelings for me. Don't do anything rash while you're still angry. Hurry up and beg your father to let me off the hook! I've already sunk all of my savings into this hospital… "I'm only doing all this for the sake of our happiness, Lucas. You should be more understanding of me." I felt the rage in my chest burn harder as I listened to her shameless, unapologetic words. She had abused and tortured Grandma to this extent and even livestreamed her hymenoplasty to the entire country. Grandma had always been a very proper lady, coming from a scholarly family her whole life, and had never had to su

my dad replied as he turned their favorite channel down a bit. Giving me a nasty little smile, Grandma peeled off her cardigan, giving my eyes a chance to feast on the impressive swells and thrusting nipples of her braless breasts, alluringly displayed in her sexy pink top. She gave me a naughty wink as she leaned over and put her head in my lap. "I think I'll put my sweater over me so it's a bit cozier. I'm sure it'll help me sleep better," Grandma said before pulling the garment over her shoulder and almost to the top of her head.

"I'll do it!" Jenny put a bright smile on her face. "Mom how are the clothes? I spent a few thousand dollars on them, do you like them?" Grandma Lia smiled and nodded. "Yes I like them! I like them!" She could tell that this clause didn't cost a few thousands of dollar at all, they were probably on a discount at some department stores. But she didn't dare to say any of it. Her own eldest daughter was very imposing and if she said anything, her daughter were scold her for sure.

“What happened? You look like sunshine today!” Lena hurried closer, almost bouncing. “Grandma, I signed a business partnership today!” Grandma Grace’s eyes widened in surprise, then joy filled them. “Business? Tell me everything!” “It’s jewelry,” Lena said proudly. “My designs. A real company accepted them. They offered me a partnership. I will get fifty percent of the profit from any jewelry I design for them.” Grandma gasped, placing a hand on her chest. “Oh my! Lena, that is wonderful! I knew you had talent I always knew it!”

“Why are those your only options though, darling? Didn’t you go shopping the other day?” “Yes,” I breathed frustratingly, dropping onto the armchair opposite them. “For work clothes. Just formal, beige shirts and pants fit for the office. And as for the rest of my formal dresses…” I gestured vaguely down my body. “They don’t fit my hips or chest anymore.” Grandma Jo’s eyes flicked down my body, then back up. She clicked her tongue. “Tragic.” I blinked. “What?” She smiled wickedly. “The consequences of being blessed, child.”

A plump baroness, Grenwick asked her while exchanging meaningful looks with other ladies standing in a circle close to the table with the cakes. “Soon I’m going to launch a very exclusive line of lingerie. It will be called Night’s charm. I sincerely hope you will become my clients.” Arya smiled, enjoying the shocked expression. “I always believed true fashion begins with what we wear under our dresses. A comfortable and sensual underwear can lift every woman’s confidence, not to mention the impact it will have on your husbands.” A few women laughed, however the baroness made a disgusted look. “Well, you should know that best, Miss Arya.” These words were probably meant to be offensive.

Sabrina smirked, giving Gemma a side-eyed glance and biting the inside of her lip. Gemma was dressed in a beautiful green set of lace bra and panties. They didn't give her any support whatsoever - the bra was all lace, cupping over her bountiful breasts and just tugging them together enough to make a ridiculous amount of cleavage. Her areolas and nipples could be seen through the gaps in the lace. The panties were similar, hugging her mound. But the real surprise was the garter belt and the dark green stockings it was holding up. Gemma looked like a pornstar, or you guessed pornstars were supposed to look like this when they achieved the look properly.