Grandma Lingerie Novels & Stories

Camille's POV "Too much?" I grinned at Gavriel who eyed my lingerie like it was some forbidden contraption that I shouldn't be wearing. Perhaps it should be forbidden. I gotten it a year ago when I had been on one of my many shopping sprees. It was a one-piece black lingerie made from ropes and tiny patches of fabric. The tiny patches covered my nipples and a bit of pussy. Asides from the patches, well I was practically naked. But that was one of things I loved about lingeries. They made covers just wanted men to see but let enough to tease a reaction out of them.

Lillian Laurent held her selfie stick high in one hand as she strolled through the main doors of the establishment. Her live stream was actively broadcasting to tens of thousands of viewers. A subtle, practiced smile rested on her face, while a large, discreet security guard trailed a few paces behind her. "Today we are hunting for the ultimate dress for my grandmother-in-law's upcoming milestone birthday," she announced to her phone screen. "I need something that strikes the perfect balance—modest, elegant, but still fashion-forward."

Jean raised her thumb excitedly which was greeted by laughter by her friends. "Okay!" they answered at the same time. Ashley was blushing and bashful when they were at the women's lingerie shop. Nightgowns that don't even cover the body are on display in a row in this shop, various colors and models that make Ashley unable to look at it. Why do they sell clothes with less material like this? She thought. Just look at the panties there, what's the point if the middle is split like that? Isn't it use to protect what it covers? Ashley covered her face imagining her wearing such clothes.

"Do you want to fuck your old Grandma?" "Yes." I said. "I want you so much." "Good." She giggled. She crawled up and straddled me, slowly lowering herself onto my cock. She was wet, but God, she was so tight. My 73 year old Grandma was slowly taking my cock into her pussy. She smiled, seductively. She looked so fucking sexy. She pulled her gown off over her head, throwing it across the room. Her tits sagged just a little but there were no wrinkles. They were so smooth and white with bright pink areola and nipples. Her nipples were hard to the point that they stuck straight out. I reached up and took them between my fingers.

Becca laughed, she shoved a tiny black lacy…thing into my hand. “Change into that.” “I don't even know what I'm looking at!” I said, trying to figure out where all the holes were meant to be. “I may tear this.” “Dad has money…stop stalling and go change, a vibrator is calling my name.” The lingerie consultant laughed, “Don't worry ma'am. I'm here to help.” “Bag it!! The red too of this size” Becca said as I stepped out. “Don't worry Mimi, uncle Evans will have no choice but to stick his cock in you when he sees this.”

Their guards and the attendants seemed to be making an effort to keep their faces neutral. “Oh. Don’t look so flustered. This is a women’s shop my dear.” Grandma Alexakis chuckled, looking at her. Not with these very male guards that just saw you hold up lingerie that looks like bondage. Good grief. She could not even imagine the images that would be running through their heads at the moment. “Well, do you like it, child?” “Yes, Grandma.” Prim smiled politely. The old lady nodded in satisfaction and held it out to an attendant who claimed it and added it to the pile of other things they had collected so far.

But instead, Grandma led us directly toward the fashion wing of the mall. “That doesn’t look like the produce section,” I said with a raised brow. “I lied,” she replied without an ounce of guilt. “We’re doing a little clothes shopping first.” I laughed. “You really are something else, Grandma.” “Oh, honey,” she said, stepping into a boutique that looked like it specialized in flirty elegance and bold confidence, “I might be old, but I still have a knack for things like this.” She didn’t waste time. As soon as we walked in, she was rifling through racks, flipping hangers with practiced ease. Her fingers brushed over silk, lace, chiffon. She turned to me, holding up a slinky red dress with a p

Holy fuck! I never knew what she was wearing underneath that coat, there is no way in hell that I would have let her go on a date with another guy, dressed like a fucking whore. She wore a black sexy lingerie set with garter belts. The bra features adjustable shoulder straps, floral lace cups, v neckline, and a hook and eye back closure. It is made of 50% polyester and 50% Acrylic, the garters belt of this lingerie set is full of stretch, easy to adjust to get the best fitness with 3 breasted eye closure, and the graters belt hugs her curves and hides the extra weight on the waist. Sexy and fit all right!

I say closing my eyes, waiting for the shouting. "Oh, hell no, I am not letting some little boy fresh out of leather pants school, dictate where I'm going to go every day." Grandma says rising form her chair. She is sporting another of her famous moo moo's which she swears allows her to move around quicker. This one has a black and white zebra print design all over it.

Gemma said and flopped down beside Ivy. Ivy opened the wrapped box with care and what she found inside amazed her. In it was a gown. When they carefully took it out, they realized it was from the famous cloth brand Elites. Their pieces cost nothing less than millions. "Wow!! This is hot girl!" Gemma gushed over the cloth. "It's gorgeous but I won't be wearing this," Ivy said and carefully placed the cloth back into the box. She couldn't allow herself out on a cloth that cost more than what she spends in probably a whole year.