Granny Taboo Stories Novels & Stories

My great-grandmother had been the favored one among our relatives—old, yet remarkably agile, and undoubtedly the kindest person I had ever known, even more so than my own mother. Granny Lily had originally been an orphan who had grown up on the streets, but through her own sweat and blood, she had created a legacy for herself, a small company that had been the life's work she had poured her heart and soul into. That legacy, however, had been cruelly snatched away by the man she had once trusted the most, the man she had loved the most—Wester D. McCabe.

“Not yet, Sister. First you’re going to tell me more. While you speak, you’re going to spread that pussy with your hands. I want to see your little fingers opening those juicy lips while you confess your filthy sins.” Clara obeyed instantly. Still kneeling, she spread her legs wider, planted her feet on the floor, and used both hands to pull her pussy lips apart, exposing the shiny pink interior and the twitching hole. A fresh strand of honey dripped down and splattered onto the wooden floor of the church.

IRISH I have pictured different ways this man would render my grandmum cripple, and I don’t want to go mad. Just how do I convince him to abstain right now? “Can I ask some personal questions, Mr. John?” “Yes.” He still had that same crooked smile. He was dragging his trousers up to his belt, trying to tighten them. I really need to know why Granny has such a bad taste in men. What if Granny wants to give him a blowjob, won’t his stomach cover her mouth? Then she’ll suffocate and die. Oh no, save her, Lord.

"And the taboo... the fact that you're my student... only makes it all more delicious." "Yes... yes..." Dirly panted, her hips arching, trembling, "...impossible to resist... I want more... I can't control myself..." He smiled, pulling her by the waist and positioning her on the counter again, sliding his hand inside her panties firmly, provoking, penetrating with his fingers, each touch bolder, each movement more intense. Dirly held the edge of the counter, trembling, arching her back, her moans turning into muffled cries of pleasure and guilt, the taboo making everything even more exciting.

Granny scoffed. “I fed and clothed you. Thinking you’d be the right choice for my son,” she paused. “But it appears that an animal will always remain an animal,” Granny spoke angrily. “Drop all the credit cards I gave you. Including the ones my son Lucian handed over to you in his name.” She commanded. “Everything belongs to me.” Granny heaved a sigh. “Fine,” Katty frowned in surprise. “Now, get lost, before I order my guards to throw you out!” Granny concluded.

She took one of Eva’s hands, and one of mine, and pulled us both close like she was gathering her chicks under her wings. We followed her like children trailing their mother. Eva, in her shyness, nearly tripped on the hallway rug, but I caught her quickly. “Be careful there, my dear,” Granny said, concerned. Then she turned to me with a sly smile. “It’s probably a boy. Boys love to stress their mothers from the womb.” Eva and I burst into laughter. “Can’t believe you’re still superstitious even in this day and age,” I teased.

NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> "Paw-paw, from a guys perspective, how important is it for a woman to swallow?" my granddaughter asked, shocking me more than I thought possible.

Pascal wasn't interested in discussing nonsense with him. "Okay" Noah replied, and his demeanour changed drastically, his facial expression became stern. He stepped forward, and stood above Granny Fray, Pascal stepped backwards "Granny Fray" he called. Granny Fray sat up with a blank facial expression, she was looking like someone that is hypnotised "what have you seen?" Granny Fray recounted all that she has seen throughout the day "you will wake up, and will never remember it again, repeat after me" Granny Fray recited "I will wake up, and never remember it again"

Raven asked, surprised that her grandmother knew about that night. Granny sighed deeply, struggling to control her emotions. She felt the weight of the years on her body and the burden of a secret that she had kept for so long. She knew that she had to reveal it to Raven, her granddaughter. Granny gently climbed out of her bed and walked over to the window. She looked out, trying to gather her thoughts. “I didn’t know until Jansen visited few nights ago,” Granny said, her voice trembling. “I’m losing my memories, but before I do, I wanted to tell you everything. I’m sorry I kept this from you.”

“You haven’t met her. She doesn’t listen to sense. She doesn’t believe anything I’m saying. I couldn’t explain something to her and turn her loose, back into the world. She’d know too much.” “You told her everything, and you’re going to turn her loose anyway, with a butt ton of money, just hoping that an NDA and a couple billion is going to keep her from talking?” Granny slaps her thighs and lets out a hoot. “Oh lord, the stench is real.” “Real good?”