Grandparents Sex Stories Novels & Stories

The casual touches, the long stares when he came home sweaty from work I thought I’d hidden them better. “What were you watching exactly?” he pressed. “Tell me.” I swallowed hard. “Gay p**n. Older guy… taking control. Big cock. Making the younger one submit.” Max’s eyes darkened. I glanced down involuntarily and saw the thick outline of his cock straining against his jeans. He was hard. My own dick throbbed in response, pressing uncomfortably against my shorts. “Stand up,” he ordered. “Drop the shorts. Show me how you were touching yourself last night.”

By the eleventh stair, the grunts turned to deep rooted growls mixed up with loud moans, all feral and needy. “Urghhh.. fuck me harder... just like that.” A sloppy, obscene sound followed, like fingers...A cock, thrusting into something wet and slippery. I stopped right in my tracks. My stomach flipped. No fucking way he was fucking someone in the same bed he shares with my mother.

That one finger that had penetrated me was now joined with another and his thumb was now circling my clit, while I stood there and took this pleasurable abuse from my own stepbrother, Gabriel. “Oh my god, were a woman in a past life?” He knew exactly what he was doing. He was touching on my G spot, which was not something that any man could easily do. “Damn it, you’re making it very hard to resist you… Jesus… Oh yeah, right there… Yes, right there… AHHHHHHH.” We were both semi dressed and he had just made me cum all over his fingers and the inside of my shorts. I was just glad that I was wearing my black ones, because the white ones would’ve shown the obvious evidence of what we had done tog

He spun me around again with my back to his chest as he lodged a bulge between my ass cheeks humping me harder. "You're dripping for me. Does Jake know his bride's this wet for his own father?", he groaned, his fingers reaching down to finger-fuck my pussy. "No," I murmured, grinding back on his hand. My clit throbbed under touch. His mouth latched onto my shoulder, sucking hard till a hickey formed there then he pulled away licking the spot with reverence. A bell dinged at the front of the store, and new customers were chatting. Their heels clicked on the marble floor. Gerald froze, his fingers buried deep in me. "Hear them? One moan and they'll hear you."

Her Dad has been trying to sleep with me, but he can't tell me directly because he sees me as a sweet innocent woman that would never do such a thing. News flasshhh!!! I help her with it anyways because why not? And before you ask how I know he wants to sleep with me.. you need to see the way he looks at me, it's terrifying. An couple minutes later there's another knock is on my door and it's her Dad coming to thank me for my help and takes Cassie back when she's done. I almost asked him to stay back so he can fuck me, but I remember I have a reputation to keep and not let everyone know I'm a sex freak, so I just wave them goodbye and eat my lasagna and go to sleep.

Dad said. "Weird," I said. "If you got someone pregnant, and you're already old enough to do so, your Mother would become a grandmother," he pointed out. "And she's only forty-two." "True enough," I agreed, my head having to get past the idea that grandmothers were in their sixties or seventies. "Although I've had sex with women in their seventies as well," Dad added. "Gross." "They appreciate it way more, son," Dad explained.

He was extremely sweet, and we spoke about a lot of things. I was tempted to tell him about my grandfather, but then I stopped when I realized that I would end up giving myself away because there was no way I could tell him the story without telling him the connection it had to him and my other two mates. Our night was busy, really, very busy. The maid who arrived in the evening must have been shocked at how many times we had sex since our moans were loud and we could not seem to get enough of each other.

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

Grandma warned him when we informed her and Grandpa. “Yes. She is right. There are enough empty rooms in the building. We do not condone premarital sex,” Grandpa supported her. “Grandpa!” I exclaimed, my eyes widening in shock at his bluntness. “What?” he flicked his gaze at me, “is that not normal among this generation?” “Very disgusting,” grandma shook her head. The way they looked so disgusted talking about sex, you’d think they were virgins. A smile touched my lips at how adorable they looked.

The rest of the time my cock is either in her pussy or up her asshole running its full length back and forth. It's lucky Grandma is too old to have any more children, otherwise we would be overrun with brats. But I loved to fill up her womb with my seed irregardless. She loved it too. When we fucked we talked about making babies and how good it was to cum right into her cunt without a condom as many times as I wanted. Grandma told me she loved the feeling of my cock hardening even more, stretching out, and pumping cum into her pussy. It sent her over the edge to have my meat come alive inside her and spit out its fluid into her innards. She dreamed about become impregnated with my baby. She