Grandparents Sex Stories Novels & Stories

“We could see it. The way you two looked at each other! That wasn’t just dancing—that was love.” I was going to throw myself into the fire. “Do you know what they remind me of?” someone else piped up. A dramatic pause. “The story of my great-grandparents!” There were gasps. “Oh, yes!” The woman continued enthusiastically. “They met at a festival just like this! And my great-grandfather—strong, tall, handsome—just like your husband—” “He’s not my husband—” “—absolutely smitten!” “—not smitten either—”

“In that case, you and James will keep having unprotected sex until we become grandparents.” “Mom!” I’m horrified. No matter how old I am, I will never talk about sex with my parents. “What? It’s better to have a grandchild while I can still hold him and play with him without getting stuck in my back.” “Now I’m hanging up on you,” I warn. “You’re grown now. You shouldn’t be embarrassed to talk about sex—” I refuse to listen to any more and hang up the call. Next time, I won’t call anyone.

My grandmother looked up at him with such glassy eyes as if she had just seen a real angel. Wait?! I’m missing the real problem here… “No, grandma. We are not dating…” I said firmly. “Really? But yesterday we already…” Hayden said with innocent wonder. “We had dinner. Yesterday, Hayden and I…had dinner,” I quickly jumped in before he could complete his sentence. Is he crazy?! Was he honestly about to tell my grandmother that he and I had sex yesterday?! Hayden chuckled amusedly while my grandmother looked at us with a confused look on her face. This is so bad; he’s going to cause so much misunderstanding between grandmother and me. Plus, as far as my grandmother was concerned, I’m still dati

She was dour at this moment. ... Downstairs. Jay said helplessly, "Grandpa, bigamy is illegal." Grand Old Master Yorks sneered and said, "Don't lie to me. Do you think I don't know about how the rich men in Imperial Capital are all cheating on their wives? Take a look at the men in the Ares and Severe families. It’s not uncommon to have a mistress, so why can’t you?" At that point, Jay just wanted Grand Old Master Yorks to leave. He replied in a firm tone, "Grandpa, their lives may seem great on the outside, but their relationship with their families is terrible. How could I possibly do that to Angeline?"

Grandpa was holding grandma's legs and placing them on his chest. At that time, I felt that this was very unreasonable so I ran to Dad's bedroom and asked right away: "Is grandpa a pervert? I saw him holding grandma's legs and placing them on his chest." "Grandpa was massaging grandma's legs, her health was not good so her limbs were often cold. Grandpa felt sorry for her so he did that. If you saw it, just pretend you didn't see it, it's best not to tell your grandpa about this."

“Grandpa, I’m not Madeline, so I won’t remember what you told her back then.” “It doesn’t matter if you’ve forgotten. Grandpa will tell you again now.” Old Master Whitman’s gaze was loving and patient. “At the time, I asked you whether Jeremy ever had sex with you after he was forced to marry you.” “…” “You know this answer very well, Madeline.” Old Master Whitman smiled kindly. “I don’t know about other people, but I know my grandson very well. If he didn’t like you, he’d never have any physical intimacy with you.”

Because I'm still not old enough to really know if what I feel for him and love can be fleeting, but I don't believe that, and I have no idea when they tell me that, I bet envy for sure. I always say that I want my relationship to last like my grandparents because they were made for each other, they have been married for 40 years and they cannot live without each other, they are the most beautiful and beautiful seniors and they are still in love. Sometimes, when I'm alone with my grandfather, I ask if he ever cheated on my grandmother and stuff. Then he says he never noticed, because when he married my grandmother he promised to love and respect her and she was the one he married and swore l

Maybe that's why my mom married him, after all he doesn't even have a stable job! I watched as Evelyn walked up to him and made him watch as she slipped a finger into herself. "I'm so wet, Frank. I need your hard dick in me right now. I want you to fuck me silly. Make me your fucking cum slut.". She moaned, gripping Frank's hardened dick from his trousers. I heard Frank groan. God, her dirty talk was quickly breaking down any control that he had left. "Fuck," she moaned as she continued to finger her tight pussy. She was voluptuous, and I'm sure Frank was imagining himself grabbing her waist as he fucked hard into her, her screaming at him not to stop. God, I was becoming wet.

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.”

"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.