Sex Stories Grandpa Novels & Stories

It's Grandpa's birthday banquet, and yet my fiancee is working late again, missing her one chance to meet the family. My brother and his wife, still bitter about me taking the project from them, don't waste the opening. "What good is all his money when his fiancee can't even show up on a day this important? She clearly doesn't take him seriously." "That's why Archer's the smart one. He landed himself Claire Donovan, of all people. Even her throwaway gifts start at seven figures." I'm about to fire back when the familiar name stops me cold. My eyes lock onto the bracelet of dark wooden beads the butler carries in. It's identical to the one my fiancee just spent a fortune on a few days ago.

"Oh, nothing really, just my new strains." "Is that what happened to him? He been trying out your stash again?" "Boy, lower your voice. Don't you see these kids are working?" "Where's your wife, old man?" "Hell if I…hey what time is it?" Grandpa looked at his watch and jumped up. "Margaritas on the beach. You done with me, Catalina baby, your old grandpa has a date with your nana." "Have fun, grandpa." "Here, daddy, try a brownie."

Adam's image of pleasuring me makes my cheeks turn red like tomatoes. No one dared to touch me, never in my life. Grandpa always told me it's normal to have sex with someone you don't know. Just be careful. When I was in college, many men tried to court me, but because of my grandpa's strict mess and my disapproval, I never got one until the day I graduated. I am still naked. The thing between my thighs wasn't aching anymore. I think it's because of how rough Adam is. His whiskers made my femininity swollen! It tickles, yes, but it makes it red.

“You claimed you were the chairman’s grandson, and yet you don’t even recognize your own grandfather?” Preston froze, then his eyes flicked between my face and Grandpa’s, picking up the resemblance. Finally, he laughed in mock realization. “I see it now. You’re this woman’s grandfather!” He slapped his thigh dramatically. “You old fool! Your granddaughter is pretending to be the chairman’s granddaughter, and now you’re pretending to be the chairman, aren’t you? Is scamming a family business?” “You!” Grandpa broke into a violent coughing fit. He was shaking in anger.

Then, she went even further, showing up at the school in person and blocking the two of them at the gates when they returned from a date. My mother sized Sadie up, clicking her tongue in disdain. Then, right in front of Ryder, she said to the young girl, "With hips that small, you'll never bear a son! We will never accept a woman who could end our bloodline!" That set Ryder off at once. For the first time in his life, he shouted at his grandmother, telling her to stay out of his business. To my mother, it was a direct challenge to her authority. In her eyes, her precious grandson had been bewitched. Right there in the school, she started causing a scene, her insults growing more and more vic

Grandpa Jimmy inhales heavily. "I can clearly remember when I met your grandma, it was nothing, at first until I came to understand what love is all about…truth be told, even sex will never be compared to love. I look at love every time I look at her" he continues dreamingly. Keane was now staring at him, in disbelief. He can't believe his grandpa is confessing to him right now. "But in all you do, do fast and give me a cutie to keep me and your grandma busy," he said. Of course, such a topic can never be avoided when he is around.

“And if she won’t? You’re a young man, Percival. How about the temptations? When was the last time you get laid? Or jerked off yourself?” My face heated with embarrassment. Why grandpa had to remind me of my boring sex life? Jeez. “Jesus, Grandpa. Can we not talk about my sex life, please?” I rolled my eyes. This is not the topic I wanted to talk about with him, but he had a point. “Up to you, Percival, but if it helps you improve your social skills, then go ahead. Just treat her right, and behave, okay?” “I’m not that a grade-A jackass, Grandpa, especially not to a woman. And please, don’t remind me of my ex-boss because I’m not going to apologize for what I did.”

He fished around in the sex kit and took out a big vibrator. "I'll give you something to make it really special." Gramps said. He went around behind his girl and, as Tiffany continued spitting, Gramps helped Cleopatra out of her skirt. Jim gazed up at her exposed, damp pussy and the bulging firmness of her buttocks. Gramps made her spread her legs, then he reached around and roughly shoved the vibrator up inside her. Jim could hear the muffled buzzing of the toy, before Cleopatra started shouting and moaning. There was a clatter as Gramps' pants fell around his ankles. He was slapping the side of his girl's firm ass with his wrinkled dick, very much like Mr Harvitz had done earlier in the da

“You two got married before us, but I guess I got ahead of you anyway. Grandpa’s been wanting a great-grandson for ages. Looks like I finally made that wish come true.” Kiera smiled, playing along as if she hadn’t heard the sarcasm in his voice at all. “Then Grandpa will definitely be thrilled. Congratulations, Felix.” Sean’s expression grew colder. His voice dropped. “Aren’t you tired? Why are you still wasting time talking to him instead of resting?” Even though Felix couldn’t hear what Sean was saying from that distance, the look on his face was enough to make Felix feel incredibly satisfied. He chuckled darkly to himself. “I’ve been thinking of going to tell Grandpa in person. News like

Suzie kept the heat on him as she kept shoving him. We had all gotten up and were following. Because so help me if my grandfather raises a hand against her, I’ll kill him. ‘Damn fucking straight; we kill him. No one touches our mate.’ Jax growled, ready and eager to rip my grandfather’s throat out. “How dare you! You ignorant little bitch!” He shouted. “How could the Goddess continue to disgrace our family, mating our males to females below our bloodline.” Grandfather was trying to maintain some control. I don’t think he’s used to a woman talking back. Grandmother certainly never does. Case in point, she stood to the side whimpering softly, worried something will happen but knowing not to do