Sex Stories Grandpa Novels & Stories

Grandma called bossily while I ran upstairs to my room. A minute later, I was sitting in the kitchen with a glass of wine in my hand and was stared at intensively by Grandma and Kira. I had two choices. I could either tell them the whole truth and nothing but the truth, or tell them some part of the truth and become interrogated until they found everything else… They would get what they wanted either way. As strange as it sounded, I already got used to talking about my love life with my Grandma… although, I would rather leave out the details. I guess that I was the shy and boring one in the family, while I grew up listening to my indiscreet Granny discussing how our neighbor could improve hi

I felt the urge to have sex all of a sudden and I was getting really hard. Who the fuck put a sex pill in my food? God damn it, I'm so fucking hard and it feels like my whole body is gonna explode. "Boss is anything the matter?" Penelope smiled walking into my office.Her skirt was shifted above her knees and her shirt was left half buttoned showing off her cleavages. It's obvious she put a sex pill in my food.Why do these girls like being bitches? "What the fuck are you doing here? Get out!"

He really did not want to have this conversation with his grandmother. “You can either start talking or I can tell you about my sex life with your grandfather. Your choice.” He continued to sit in silence not believing her. “Did I ever tell you that your grandfather and I had a threesome? With his best friend?” “Sweet Jesus, Nan!” He said looking at her. “I’m hoping that you’re making that up.” “Keep hoping. You think your generation is the first to get freaky?” “I would like to think so. But you’re making that difficult.” Leaning back, he sat his mug on the table and began to slowly rock. Unable to look at her, he closed his eyes and leaned his head back before he began to speak.

“I can’t deny that but a little birdie told me that a certain man is in love with their mother and is possessive about her, even to her kids,” “Well that birdie is right, the kids told you?” He asked and the man nodded.“I am glad to know that you have finally moved on from Shirley, do you have a thing for girls whose name starts with the letter ‘S’,” He asked and Alexander only rolled his eyes. “That makes me glad like I said, but now I am afraid that you would develop an obsession with the woman, it is too fast,” “Worry about your health, Grandpa, you are too old, you know, you already saw your great grandchildren and all your hair is gray even though, you tint it black,”

“I hope she will be smart like me too” “I hope she won’t become an old perv like you” Meredith said squeezing her eyes at him but being amused. “What is wrong on being an old perv?” Grandpa asked. “Being a perv gave me a lot of satisfactions: you being Max’s wife, I caught a gorgeous girl as my mate” and he winks at auntie Jen how is red like a boiled crab. “And now I received a great granddaughter. So there are a lot of benefits in being an old perv! ”

Cordelia – “Oh nonsense dear! I realize you two were making out and, believe me, I am sure you know how to conceive children. I made out with my husband as well, and I was just thinking about having sex with him in Redwood Alpha's office.” Alexander choked; his grandmother has always been overly informative about her sexual life. “Grandmother, seriously, no child wants to know what their parents or grandparents do sexually, it is just wrong!” I see my grandmother shake her head and laugh at my discomfort, sometimes I think she likes this to purposely embarrass me.

“ This is the greatest gift I have ever received.” SEX WITH THE DEVIL

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?"

By the eleventh stair, the grunts turned to deep rooted growls mixed up with loud moans, all feral and needy. “Urghhh.. fuck me harder... just like that.” A sloppy, obscene sound followed, like fingers...A cock, thrusting into something wet and slippery. I stopped right in my tracks. My stomach flipped. No fucking way he was fucking someone in the same bed he shares with my mother.

Rossy took a breath, "your father never had an affair and Cassandra's mother was also a good woman, not a snatcher of other people's husbands." "Grandma, don't lie, even though I was eight years old at that time. But I can still remember it clearly." "I told you, Eric. Stop assuming nonsense. Listen to Grandma and open the eyes of your heart. Sit down and I'll tell you all about your father's secrets that he kept until he died." "Daddy's secret? What secret?" "Therefore, be quiet and listen to what I say."