Grandpa Sex Stories Novels & Stories

She scolds me, face red with anger. “Hmm-hmm.” I nod vehemently. Either that or I will scream a moan. I hear the soft chuckling of the stranger. Frankly, I want to shove him in his cock, but hell no, I still need that doing whatever the fuck it's doing right now. I grab the pole to steady myself and stand upright, but slightly bent for a good position. “Silly.” The granny murmurs. Her loss. My thighs part, begging him to swell and fill me up as much as I can take.

"Grandpa, it's not true. Wendy is lying." "Who is your grandpa?" he snapped, stepping back as if she were toxic. "I don't recall having a granddaughter like you." Bianca collapsed, her face white as chalk. Rupert turned to the butler from the Reilly family, his voice ringing with authority. "Tell Mr. Reilly Sr. that his grandson is marrying my true granddaughter, Wendy Pittman, not some impostor playing dress-up." The butler nodded hastily and scurried out. Tessa dropped to her knees, crawling toward Rupert. "Please, Bianca is practically your granddaughter, too. You watched her grow up."

I panted heavily. He stilled his movements, then looked up to give me a wolfish smile. "No, you don't." Marcello moved my panties aside, plunging two fingers straight inside me, kissing my lips to stop me from crying out. I hadn't had sex in over two years, so I was tight as fuck. He didn't care as he kept moving in and out of me, his thumb stimulating my clit. He was right. How could I hate someone who gave me this kind of pleasure? "Marc… more." I breathed out.

He parted his lips and Toussaint’s thick cum-coated fingers slid in, the warm saltiness of semen flooding his taste buds. “Fuckkk!” Toussaint rasped at the sexiness of the sight. After licking Toussaint’s fingers clean, Jace stood up, cock erect and facing him, then knelt down as ordered. “Take them off,” Toussaint ordered and Jace complied. Toussaint’s humongous cock sprang out like a viper ready to bite. Jace’s jaw dropped at the length and size of it. He’d seen cocks of various sizes but none like THIS. It was at least thicker than his wrist and longer than most.

Men and women were having sex openly on leather benches, padded tables, and plush rugs, using whips, restraints, and various toys. Unfiltered moans echoed off the walls. It was a complete sex den. "Welcome to the den of freedom," I said, trying to sound confident and smooth. "I found this place a few months ago when I needed an escape." I turned to look at Jay, expecting to see curiosity or excitement, but the words died in my throat. The warmth on his face was completely gone. His eyes were wide with pure horror, his lips parted as he took in the sight of two men on a table nearby.

Uncle Kilton was single at 53, I remembered I was in High school when his wife died with pregnancy. My first older men adventure when when my maths teacher caugh me touching myself after school in the bathroom, and we had hell of a time banging and fucking each other. Since then, my uncle became my next catch. We started with the ta,king stage last week, and this week, Mum left to visit my grandmother on how to settle the issues with Dad. Today was the day, last night we could barely do anything, but today... I skip cheerleading practice I loved so much.

His grandmother had told him that sex was overrated, she had been a widow for years, and when had he ever seen her taking men home or coming home at dawn after a night of sex? All of this had weighed on her, along with her shyness in the guise of being the bad guy, it had taken her longer to start her sex life, at least longer than most guys she knew, and when it happened, it was much better than she had imagined, and her grandmother was dead wrong about sex being overrated, but he wasn't going to tell her that, obviously. Amidst his late father's workbooks, when he reached the age of thirteen, erotic magazines were also kept and it was there that he relieved himself several times a day with

"Then grandpa told me, he didn't even have a son to consider leaving his ranch to. That part didn't hit me until last night after we were in bed." "Am I still in safe waters, grandpa?" Grandpa nodded his head again, so I continued. "Snake last night was the first night I went into grandpa's bed. I only meant to cuddle with him and then because I was naked and he had a hard-on like you did, I was going to give grandpa a blow job. I don't have any experience with sex, but I was going to do the best I could. Then I remembered the kids in school telling me about doing sixty-nine so both partners can cum at the same time without having intercourse. One girl told me sixty-nine was Chinese sex, "tw

Frank groped her breasts through her nurse uniform, making her moan. He started to undo her buttons. She pulled away. "Frank! Sophie's home!" she warned. "I'm sorry. It's just been a long time since we had sex.". She pecked him. "I know. But I promise, I'll find time.". I'd seen and heard enough, so I stomped down the remaining stairs. They quickly realised it themselves. "Sophie!" my mum exclaimed. I wasn't bothered; I was horny as fuck too. But I'd never be turned by a man like Frank. How did my mom even find him attractive?

“You’re twenty-one now, but… damn.” I wanted the floor to swallow me. My stepdad had just seen me jerking off to gay p**n. Specifically, to a scene with a huge age gap and domination. My heart pounded so hard I felt dizzy. Yet underneath the burning embarrassment, my cock hadn’t softened at all. If anything, being caught by Max made it throb even harder. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him quietly. The click sounded final. “Your mom’s not home. Good thing, huh?” He exhaled slowly, eyes flicking to the laptop. “That what you’re into?”