Sex Stories Grandpa Novels & Stories

He came back and sat beside me, his phone in his hand. "I've never told anyone about this, but since you're my wife, you have the right to know." He opened his phone and showed me the screen. I saw a video. A sex video. Two people were making love passionately. Their bodies were shaking, their fat moving, and their expressions showed immense pleasure. I was shocked. "What is this?" Julian scrolled to the next video. Same. A fat woman with a thin man. Then the next video. A fat woman with two men.

She felt like she was going to pass out from the pleasure. The brothers got rougher, talking dirty the whole time. “Such a greedy little slut. Two cocks and you still want more.” “We own these holes now. Every night if we want.” They finally pulled out and made her kneel again. Both of them stroked their cocks fast over her face. Alexander came first, shooting thick ropes of cum across her tongue and cheeks. Sebastian followed right after, covering her tits and open mouth. Elena swallowed what she could, breathing hard, cum dripping down her chin.

She then looks at the old grandma and grandpa and said," Grandma, grandpa Hearing this I can say that you two have a lot of things to say can you two say me about your love story pls grandpa pls grandma" Looking at her twinkling eyes The old couple comes to her and sits in front of her as if there were no other customers. Alexander and Victoria were only the ones there. Grandpa then lovingly looks at his wife and said" Grandma was the daughter of a rich merchant. I was the son of a servant in her family. In our 20s we fell in love with each other. So, she ran away with me".

"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."

But I wondered why the boys were fighting over a human. Footsteps rose from the stairs. I rushed back into my room and waited for a confrontation from Ziah. Over an hour passed. I was trying to calm my nerves when I heard Ziah's distinct voice; he sounded furious, and his grandmother was scolding him. "I'm never going to accept that baby, Grandma!” "How can you say that when you had sex with the girl? Were you forced to shove your wandering dick inside her? Don't be a coward and take responsibility.” "Responsibility for what, Grandma?" he replied. "She worked in a brothel and-”

"Okay, I get it. What do you need from that kind of store?" "I forgot to bring along my strap-on," Essence said. "You are not fucking me while my Grandpa is in the house," Sheila objected. "You say that now," Essence said, "but I know you can't resist me. Plus, I bet your pussy got so wet when you saw Grandpa Charlie's huge, fat dick." "You're fucking sick," Sheila said, shaking her head, although she'd be lying if she claimed that her Grandfather's cock hadn't indeed impressed her, and it had somehow corkscrewed its way into her head.

Gerry ground his teeth together as he introduced Grandpa. Grandpa cleared his throat a bit when he realized what he just did. I almost felt sorry for him. ALMOST! But then he did the unexpected. AGAIN! He took Chastity's hand and placed a small kiss on the back of it. "You my dear can call me Wes." He said, stressing the 'S' sound at the end. JUST KILL ME NOW! Grandpa was behaving like a sex-craved teenager. Mom and Dad were just there, looking as embarrassed as I felt.

It could never compare to the city, but it wasn't the ruin Phoebe had painted. Grandpa had already prepared a room for me: a wooden bed, a simple desk, a bookshelf — the air full of warm wood scent that calmed me. My suitcase didn't hold much, so I unpacked quickly. Grandpa came back from the fields with a hoe over his shoulder, carrying a chunk of meat. He didn't say much, but I knew he had bought it for me. He was a man of few words, yet he kept piling meat onto my plate.

"Grandpa, it's not true. Wendy is lying." "Who is your grandpa?" he snapped, stepping back as if she were toxic. "I don't recall having a granddaughter like you." Bianca collapsed, her face white as chalk. Rupert turned to the butler from the Reilly family, his voice ringing with authority. "Tell Mr. Reilly Sr. that his grandson is marrying my true granddaughter, Wendy Pittman, not some impostor playing dress-up." The butler nodded hastily and scurried out. Tessa dropped to her knees, crawling toward Rupert. "Please, Bianca is practically your granddaughter, too. You watched her grow up."