Seducing Grandpa Novels & Stories

This time I received it all and turned it over in my mouth savouring the taste. I rested for a moment, looking around the room. I watched as cousin Oliver and cousin Percy fucked Grandma from each end. Percy looked as though he might cum there and then at Grandma's cocksucking skills, having now removed her teeth. Dad had moved back to Auntie Mary and George was relaxing to watch his wife get railed in her ass. "Get up whore. You don't rest until all these men have drained their balls into you." Grandpa snapped, picking me up by my arm and groping my tits as he pulls me close.

Adriana Jensen ~•~ “You’re living my dream life, Adriana.” I laughed at Sophia’s words. “Your dream life is to go on a trip with your ex and find out he’s cheating on you, so you end up going after his uncle who you’re not sure really likes you but wants to keep you around anyway?” “I don’t mind going through all that as long as the uncle is a handsome rich young man who commands attention wherever he goes.” Saint did command attention wherever he found himself.

Beau was sitting on the chair, right in front of my kids. Mr Beau quickly turned his gaze to the door, and when he saw me there, a look of surprise crossed his face when he caught my eye, and for a brief moment, he looked almost vulnerable. Trying to shake off the feeling, I pushed the door open. “Hey, kids!” I called, stepping inside. Mr. Beau straightened up, a smile on his face, but there was something in his eyes that made his smile seem extremely fake. “Grandma is here!” I said cheerfully.

And before we could react, the shed door rattled violently again—someone trying to force it open. Jace spun toward me, hand gripping mine. “Hold on,” he growled. “This is about to get messy.” And in that moment, trapped in darkness, close enough to feel his every heartbeat, I realized—the game of seduction had officially begun.

"The boat is here, Grandpa. I have to hang up." "Be careful there, grandchild." I smiled because of the tenderness of Grandpa's voice. He's always soft when it comes to me. "And please, at least try to get along with your mother, hmmkay?" "I will try it for you, Grandpa. But I'm not saying promise, hmmkay?" I even imitated Grandpa's tone so I could hear him laugh from the other line. "Yes, grandpa. Thank you. Take care. Grandpa loves you so much, my princess. Please don't come back here with someone as your boyfriend because I'm not yet ready, hmmkay?"

Everyone else had gone home hours ago, but I stayed behind, like always, me, a glass of scotch I hadn’t touched, and a damn picture I couldn’t stop staring at. It was old, worn around the edges. My grandfather, still strong in that photo, stood holding a girl with wild red curls and a grin that made your chest ache. Seraphina, she was called. The girl I was supposed to marry. The last wish of a dying man. A promise I hadn’t yet fulfilled. Didn't Grandfather say he made that promise to her father as a result of his sacrifice. Taking a bullet in place of him and dying in the process. Too bad his daughter had been moved immediately after his death. I hadn't found out what foster home she'd been

Every turn was sharp, every step deliberate. "You are staring, Isla," Alaric whispered, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as he spun me beneath his arm. I gasped softly as he pulled me right back against his chest, the impact sending a shockwave of heat straight down my spine. The fake, strategic seduction I had planned in his study was suddenly starting to feel very real, and very dangerous. My heart was hammering, not out of fear, but from a breathless, intoxicating attraction that I could no longer deny.

I lowered my head, wishing the ground would swallow me whole, wishing I could disappear into the tablecloth itself. Grandpa's laughter softened into a warm smile before he turned back to Adrian, his tone shifting into something more decisive. "Since work has stolen you away from me..." He folded his arms. "I've decided Ethan belongs to me today." Adrian remained silent, watching Grandpa with an expression I couldn't quite name. Not quite approval. Not quite resistance either. "We're going shopping." Grandpa continued proudly, clearly pleased with his own plan. "And this evening..." He pointed a finger toward Adrian, stern now, mock stern, but stern all the same.

Grandpa told us to go to the side of the stage because we will start later. "Are you ready now?" Samuel asked me. I smiled at him and kissed him on the lips. "I'm born ready, Love." I said smiling so he smiled too. I saw grandpa go upstairs and speak. "Good evening to everyone here. Today is the day everyone has been waiting for. To meet my only granddaughter. The next one to be the Mafia Queen," he said making everyone cheer. "I will introduce you to my granddaughter. Arianna Velasco, the new Mafia Queen. Along with her husband Samuel Hemsworth is our new Mafia King.” added grandpa.

I will make you fall in love just as I am with you. Iñigo Petrakis's POV "You know I can give you your wedding night right now." the little minx whispered in my ear as I drove her to her apartment. My knuckles gripped the steering wheel as she seductively ran her hand through my arms. Wielding all my will power, I began to count sheeps on my head as I speeded to her place. She laughed as she noticed me step on the gas to get to her place in record. "My soon to be husband is resisting my charms." she teased "I can make you cum like last time."