Lusty Grandmother Novels & Stories

Grandmother's thoughts echoed with a pang of concern, her heart heavy with the realization that her grandson remained unaware of the complex history between him and the woman he addressed so casually. "You are absolutely stunning, Ana! I truly hope my grandson has left a lasting impression on you, because I can't help but envision you as his girlfriend," Grandmother exclaimed, her voice infused with genuine warmth and affection. In her eyes, Ana represented not just beauty, but the potential for happiness and fulfillment for her beloved grandson.

The guests criticized me again, “People get married to build a life together. You got married just to scheme against your mother-in-law, didn’t you?” “If everyone could get a million dollars just by getting married, why bother working? They might as well get money by taking a wife.” Their gazes were as sharp as blades that could kill. “A man as wicked and cunning as you would’ve been beaten to death back in the old days.” I did not bother arguing with them anymore. Instead, I walked over and turned on the giant screen in the banquet hall. Everyone could see the record of Emerald’s transfer to my bank account as well as our chat history.

She loved how my eyes lit up when she pulled on them or rubbed her clit. "Oh papa, your cock feels so good! Granny was a lucky woman! Don't stop fucking me papa!!" "Sweetheart, your tight young pussy is going to make me cum!" I moaned. "Yes papa! Cum in me! I want to feel you flood my pussy! I want to feel what Granny felt all of these years! Cum in my tight pussy papa! I want your cum!!!" She moaned as she orgasmed on my thick hard cock.

She was completely unaware that her desperate beseeching was only making his dark desire burn hotter. Alexander needed more of her. Ignoring her tearful pleas, his hands tore at her blouse, ripping the fabric to reveal her cream-colored undergarments. Alexander saw absolutely nothing beyond blind lust and her smooth skin. He ravished her like a starving lion, biting and sucking on the soft skin exposed by the plunge of her bra. His hot mouth trailed down from her chest to her stomach, placing wet, bruising kisses near her belly button, before moving down to her hips. Alexander felt her shudder in sheer surprise when his lips connected with the soft spot on her hip.

Pakiramdam niya ay agad siyang nanlamig nang marinig ang pamilyar na tinig na iyon, tinig ng taong kanina lamang ay katabi niyang natulog sa malambot na kama sa kanyang hotel room. “No, she can’t dance with you… Touch what’s mine again and I will f*cking kill you.”

My interfering grandmother stood there, face twisted in disapproval. "Have you no shame, rutting about like animals?" she scolded, hobbling closer to rap my arm sharply with her cane. Nala seized the chance to escape with a hasty bow, scurrying from the room. I gritted my teeth in frustration. "Oh grandma now you ruin my entertainment." I snarled. Grandmother's eyes flashed. "You are alpha, not some hormone-addled youth! Control your baser urges." "I am in my prime," I retorted. "Not all of us are content to die alone like you."

Disregarding the pain, I used my free hand to part my pussy folds, presenting myself to him. "I'm your greedy girl, Sir. Please, punish me with your cock. Fill this slut with your cock please!" I cried out, shaking. Probably moved by my need, he began to stroke his cock that was coated with pre-cum. The musky scent invaded my nostrils and my pussy pulsed harder. Shit, I was such a craven slut.

All he cared about was to get his release. They had been going on for hours now, and he didn’t mind one bit who caught him in the extremely unorthodox position. “Cum for me baby,” the woman beneath him squirmed as she closed her eyes and her jaw hung open at the vicious force he was fucking her with. And it didn’t take long for him to reach his release as he came into her not bothering that she was just one of his whore, who warmed his beds occasionally. Grunting and groaning, he spilled his cum inside her, not caring if she had cum nor if she was pleasured.

She moved with the authority of someone who had seen too much drama to tolerate even a sliver of nonsense. Tamara’s smirk faltered the instant she saw her. “Enough!” the grandmother snapped, her voice like thunder. Before anyone could react, her hand shot out, connecting hard with Tamara’s cheek. The slap echoed through the room, making Aria flinch. Tamara staggered backward, stunned, one hand clutching her burning face. “What..how dare you?!” she shrieked, her voice breaking in disbelief. “You..” the grandmother hissed, her eyes flashing dangerously, “you are nothing but a drama-creating slut, trying to sully the Harlow mansion with your lies and tricks!”

"She is the least creative of all five of you; and yet she won that bloody contest. Now she is a millionaire. In fact, she is five million dollars richer, just like that trash loser. Are you happy with yourselves now? Do you even deserve to call yourselves my grandchildren?" "Did you seriously just ask me that question?" an enraged Chloe replied to her grandmother. "What did you say, young lady? Do you know who you are talking to?" warned Madam Louise.