Novel & Cerita Grandparents Sex Stories

Jax groaned, his hips snapping against her ass. Then she felt a thick, lubed finger press against her other hole. She tensed. “Relax, legacy,” a calm voice soothed, even as the finger pushed in, working her open. “Gonna fill this sweet ass next. Gonna make you take cock in every hole at once. That’s how you become a Phi Kap bitch.”

“Yes. I like her attitude. She’s kind of a known personality here in New York and very wealthy. And I’m here in the same restaurant as her and dancing with a millionaire. I’ve got a lot to tell my grandkids when I grow old.” He snorted. “That’s a long while away to even think about,” he said near my ear as he turned me with his body in between two dancing couples. “It’s tradition. Grandparents should have a lot of stories to tell to their grandkids, and I’m thinking this should be a good one to tell.” I frowned. “I’m not sure what my husband-to-be would feel about it, though. I should get someone who will not mind any adventurous story I tell. Or not get jealous of me.”

“Please. If Susan and Rose are dating Rayan and Kamron, then they must know about werewolves, and Harry and I have known for years.” “H-how?” Mr. Graycort asked. “You’re not exactly subtle, Kai,” Dad laughed and clapped him on the shoulder. Mom grinned at her friends. “I used to have a hard time believing those stories my grandfather used to tell about my grandmother. She immigrated to Louisiana from Colombia. Grandpa loved talking about the day he met my grandmother. He’d been setting traps for animals, and swore he saw a lynx walk into one. When he went to check it, he found a very naked, very angry, very pretty Colombian woman swearing at him in rapid Spanish. Grandma would just smack him

“Only after living with my uncle’s family did I find that I should know more about this world. One day when my grandma is watering plants I asked her why uncle is fooling around when he is already married” “She said all men are not like my dad. I questioned her why is grandpa sincere to you and why is uncle not? She sighed and said my grandpa also had an affair when my grandma is recovering in the hospital because of surgery she had to her shoulder” Val stopped at this point and clutched his t shirt tightly in her fists controlling her sobs. “My grandparents worked hard before my mom got married to my dad. Because of heavy work my grandma's shoulder bone dislocated. She had a surgery for tha

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.

My legs quiver and I clutch it against his fucking dick, needing all the pressure on my clit that presses hard on my panties, jealous, aroused like a slut. ‘This is crazy, Isla!’ My brain yells when it’s not fried with pleasure. But isn't crazy the best thing on earth? ‘Hmm… Oh, yeah…’ I bite my bottom lip and swallow a bloody groan that almost ruined me. My fingers around the pole are so tight that my knuckles go white. I’m nearly tumbling upside down, with blood clogging my head. “Hey.” The granny in front of me groans out of the blue. “Don't be a silly brat and stop encroaching on my space.” She scolds me, face red with anger.

My clit throbbed painfully, begging for attention. As if reading my mind, the old man shifted his hand. His thumb found my swollen nub and began rubbing slow, firm circles while his three fingers continued their deep, stirring thrusts. The dual sensation made my eyes flutter. “Mhhh… ah…” I breathed shakily, barely audible. My face burned with humiliation. Why does it feel so good? Why am I getting wetter? This isn’t me… I shouldn’t want this… “You’re soaking again,” he whispered triumphantly. “Your young pussy is loving grandpa’s fingers. Admit it.”

I teased. “That’s probably for the best. I’d die of embarrassment if my kids ever knew details about my sex life. I get creeped out that I know as much as I do about my grandparents' sex life, and that doesn’t involve my grandmother with three men.” She giggled, smiling as she shook her head.

I tried to smooth my hair and look normal, but the second I stepped into the hallway, Grandma was there, leaning against the doorframe with a knowing, mischievous smile on her face. "Who was that in that big, shiny car, Pearl?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. "He stayed until you got all the way to the porch." "Just someone from school, Grandma," I said, dodging her gaze and heading straight for the stairs. "A ride home because I stayed late for the group presentation." "Just someone?" she teased, following me with a slow, rhythmic shuffle. "He looks like a very important 'someone.' Is that your boyfriend? The one you finally decided to replace that Davis boy with?"

“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