Grandpa Sex Stories Novels & Stories

“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

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

The dusty air made their skin feel gritty where they touched. Mira moaned into his shoulder. She held on tighter, nails digging into his broad back. Her pussy made loud, messy sounds every time he thrust up. His cum from earlier mixed with her fresh wetness and leaked down his balls, dripping onto the floor below them. The smell of sex grew stronger in the warm attic. Malik fucked her harder. He used his strong arms to bounce her up and down on his cock. Her soft ass cheeks slapped against his hips. Her hard nipples dragged across his skin.

I groaned as I sank deeper, inch by inch, until I was buried balls deep inside my stepmom’s pussy. “Fuck… Laura… you feel so good.” She moaned loudly, head falling back. “Oh my god you’re so big…” I started thrusting slowly and deep at first, then harder. The wet sounds of my cock sliding in and out of her filled my ears. Her tits bounced with every thrust. I leaned down and sucked on her nipples again while fucking her. Down the hall, the grandfather clock ticked softly. We were fucking right in the middle of the house my dad paid for.

“Oh, Father, the thoughts I had about this man... they were really, really dirty. I took off my bra and showed off my tits to him. He seemed to really like it. His eyes glazed over; I was going to bury his face in them until he was out of breath…” I sucked in a deep breath. I didn’t know when it happened, but my zipper had come undone and I had slipped my hand inside my briefs. Caution had been blown completely to the wind. I didn’t care where I was, or that I had returned to a habit I’d struggled to let go of for years. All I knew was that I was painfully hard and I had to rub one off to Candy telling me, in that sweet voice, all the naughty things she wanted to do to me. At least it would

I rubbed her swollen clit in fast circles. “Look at you,” I taunted, voice husky. “Soaking wet because your cousin fucked your little brother. Does that turn you on, Lila? Knowing I rode Jeremy’s cock in your family basement?. I know you've done it with him before too” I guessed--She tries to deny it but her face betrays her "I know you... Lila" She whimpered and ground harder against my hand. “Shut up… fuck… keep talking.” I smiled wickedly and pushed two fingers deep inside her. “He was so eager. Came so fast the first time. Then I made him fuck my ass while I told him how much better it felt than anything his big sister could ever give him.”

She kissed her favorite man on the cheek, "No harm done; can we order Chinese for dinner?" "Sure sweetheart." I responded. This 65-year-old grandfather had only fucked one other woman since my wife had died of pancreatic cancer, nearly three years before. That had been an Avon saleswoman who offered more than perfume, for a price. The Avon lady took home a very good commission that day, for a job well done. It had been a long time since I busted two loads in one day but, with the image of Amanda's gorgeous tits in my mind, I was compelled to visit my bathroom again, for relief.

Her face became red with rage. “You?” she shrieked. “You think you can call your boyfriend grandpa. I won’t buy this lie. I will let everyone know that you’re dating an old man. I am sure everyone will be interested in the new gossip,” she turned to grandpa. “This one you’re dating, she was just begging another man to sleep with her the other day. You should look for someone who is suitable instead of a whore.” This time, it was grandpa who asked the question.

"Fuck... this is hot as fuck, getting screwed and recorded while I can see it... this is too much... I want the whole package... like grandma got. Please, start the recording then put your bad fella into me... then fuck me like a slut bent over you desk. If it's secure. Can you burn me a copy?" I let the strange "grandma" comment pass, it seemed out of place but maybe it was something from those Penthouse Letters.