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It was a shock to Tom. He was a man who’d looked after himself and his family all his life. A loving husband and a devoted father. Life had dealt him a bitter blow when his wife, the mother of their daughter Karen, had left and Tom decided that he would just enjoy himself from then on. Karen was, by that time, married and off his hands so he could do as he pleased and with whom he pleased and there were many ladies who pleased him immensely. Not least of whom was Annie Davies, a woman of a similar age to himself, the Chairwoman of the local Women’s Institute and mother of the local vicar. A nice mannered, cheerful woman. A woman who always had a friendly word to say to others. The sort of woman anyone would want for their grand-mother. And a total slut with Tom!
He smiled as he thought of the accident, wondering what people would say if they heard her language as the car rolled out of control down the hill with her kneeling on the passenger seat and Tom behind her, engaged, right up to the hilt.
Now he sat with a leg and two arms in plaster and having to be ministered to by his daughter. Every little need. It was embarrassing! Not only because she was his daughter and had to - assist - in his bodily functions. But because she was a thirty-six year old attractive, single woman with soft hands and his libido not only kicked in but took over his entire body.
Not that she’d shown too much sympathy for his feelings. The facts of the accident had been laughed at by her and the Vicar ever since and Annie, who visited him often, said that her son was making sure she was the butt of his jokes. Added to that, word had gotten round and all the woman at the institute had heard and had come round to give her sympathy and worm all the sordid facts from her.
Tom smiled again. He was now the local Don Juan.
He and Annie had giggled like school k**s at the thought they were the centre of attention and he was a Lothario and her a ‘Scarlet’ woman.
“I wouldn’t for the world, have put you through this, Annie,” he said. She patted him on the hand.
“Don’t be such a silly old sod,” she said with a smile. “It’s done wonders for my reputation and I’m getting some very good looks from some of the men now. I don’t suppose you’ll go short of ladies either. You can see a few of them getting their knickers wet when I talk to the and they all want to know the full details. Even if they are too polite to ask.”
“Well there’s only one pussy I’m interested in, Annie,” he had said to her. “And that’s yours!”
“Pussy? You don’t usually call it that.”
“Well I didn’t want to……”
“It’s my cunt you old fool,” she said and bent forward to kiss him. “You turned me on to that word and I love it so that’s what you call it. OK?”
“You’ll need to persuade me,” he said with a wicked smile.
“What? Can you with a broken leg?”
“No, I can’t. But you can!”
She smiled and stood up. Hoisting her skirt up to her waist she proceeded to remove a skimpy thong and slid it down over her hold-up stocking covered legs. Tom let out a low whistle. She stood, posed with hands on hips and the thong dangling from one finger.
“You like?” she asked. Tom gazed at the woman Now she was totally bald between her legs.
“I like!” he said. I bet that’s delicious to lick.”
“Well,, you must tell me,” she said and moved towards him. Annie was a slim woman and her hips swayed in the few short steps it took for her to be beside his chair. He thrust her pelvis forward and he twisted and let his tongue explore the sweet, wet lips between her legs.
“Mmmm, Tom Johnson. Just you wait until you’re better and I can really let you lick this. You aren’t going to know what’s hit you.”
After a few minutes she pulled back.
“Are you sure it’s all right.”
“Yes. Karen’s out shopping and…..”
“I meant your leg you silly old sod!”
“Oh! That. Yes. Climb aboard.”
Annie pulled his dressing gown open and untied the chord of his pyjama bottoms. Pyjamas were anathema to Tom who only wore them because he never knew who would be visiting. Annie opened them and gripped his huge erection. She bent forward and engulfed it in her mouth and sucked gently, letting her tongue explore every ridge and furrow of his cock.
“Oh! Fucking hell!” he said. “You’re so fucking good at this. I’d love to know who taught you!”
“You did!” she said as she stood up and swung a leg over him. He watched as she guided it into her wet cunt and lowered herself onto him. “I’d never sucked one until you taught me, you dirty old sod.”
“Oh that feels so good, Annie,” Tom said.
“Tell me if it hurts your leg.”
“Just ride im love,” he said. “Ride him to ecstasy.”
Annie began slowly rising and lowering herself onto him and watching the expressions on his face.
“Oh, Fuck!” he moaned. “I can see it going all the ay in. It’s lovely and I wish I had a camera now.”
Annie rode, slowly building up speed and Tom moaned and cried out as he felt his orgasm building. Annie was also crying out as hers hit her and he peaked and she felt the hot spurt of his spunk deep inside her belly
“Oh, God!” she cried. “Oh Yes! OH YESSSSS! FUCKING YESSS YESSSSSS1 YEEEEEESSSSSSSS! OH, GOD! OH…..KAREN!”
There was a flash and Annie had buried her face in Tom’s shoulder.
“Oh this is wonderful,” Karen said walking into the room. “I’m so glad they put cameras in phones.”
As she spoke she was pressing keys and the pair just sat and watched.
“There,” Karen said at last. “David is going to love that picture.”
Annie’s head shot up.
“David?” she said. “My son David?”
Karen nodded.
“He’s going to love this.”
“Oh, NOOOOOOO!” Annie wailed. “My life’s been made a misery by his jokes at my expense. He’ll never let me forget this one.”
“Serves you right, you randy old cow! But it’s put a smile on Dad’s face and that’s great as far as I’m concerned. Now, Fancy a tea or coffee? You must be thirsty after that.”
Annie smiled.
“I’ll come and help you,” she said. “And thank you for being so understanding. Contrary to popular belief, sex doesn’t cease after forty.”
Karen gave her a look.
“All right. Fifty. But that’s my final offer!”
“Hmmmm. And David’s forty-one. That means you were a very advanced girl. And a naughty one.”
“No it’s him. He’s getting older faster than I am. He’ll overtake me in a few years.”
They laughed and left the room and Tom opened his hand, He brought the thong up to his nose and inhaled. Annie had been wearing them all morning and by the feel of them she‘d been very excited.
That had happened two days ago and Tom was reliving the memory and wishing he could bend his arms to help relieve the tension.
“Hi, Grandad!”
Kelly, his grand-daughter strode into the room and put her school bag down on the floor. Tom looked at her. At sixteen, she was studying for her A levels and Tom watched as she rummaged in her bag for her books. She was facing away from him and keeping her knees straight. The short skirt gave him a clear view of a tiny pair of white knickers. His eyes seemed to home in on the twin bulges either side of a deep cleft.
“A Camel toe,” he thought. “Beautiful but I wonder what it’s like without the wrapping.”
“……..and Mum said she was going to be a couple of hours yet,” the girl was saying as Tom began to register. “So I’m going to be looking after you.”
She stood up and turned to face him and his gaze slowly rose taking in the long, slim legs with her skirt only inches below her crotch. A white blouse, still crisp and pressed after a day at school, the green and gold tie around a long neck and her pretty face with a smile that lit up the room and a pair of dark green eyes that sparkled like emeralds.”
.
“Oh,” Tom said as her words finally registered. That’s nice.”
“So what do we want first?”
“Errrrr……” Tom suddenly realised that his immediate need was to empty his bladder. “Nothing I think love. When’s your mother home?”
“Not for a few hours so if you’re wanting a pee…….”
“NO! No! I’m OK.”
“No you’re not. You’ve been alone all afternoon and you must want to go. I’ll get the bottle.”
“No, really, Kelly. I can’t.”
“Course you can,” the girl said and grabbed the odd shaped bottle from the floor beside his chair. “Come on, Grandad. Let the dog see the rabbit!”
“No! Kells!”
She pushed his dressing gown open and pulled the cord on his pyjamas and stood back, her eyes wide.
“Not so much a rabbit. More like a bloody hare!”
“Look, Kelly. I’m sorry I…..”
“Or what’s bigger than a hare? A wildcat?”
“Kelly! I’m your Grand-father!”
“No wonder Mrs Davies couldn’t control herself the other day.”
“Kelly I…..What do you mean? “ he asked and realisation dawned on him. “Oh my God, NO! Your mother showed you the picture didn’t she?”
“Mmm,” the girl grinned. “Dirty old Grandad now come on, let’s get this monster into the bottle.”
She placed the neck of the urine bottle over his erect cock and bent it down. Tom almost rose in the chair.
“Kelly! I can’t! Not like this. Not when it’s - well - hard.”
“Oh, no. Of course not. Silly me. Now lets see what we can do about that.”
Kelly gently stroked Tom’s cock and he grunted as he felt the tingle travel along the shaft an into his body.
“Kelly. You mustn’t! I am your grandad. It’s wrong.”
“But what’s wrong with a girl wanting to do what is necessary to help out her poor helpless old grandad when he’s in trouble?” she said adopting an innocent expression as she looked into his eyes and gently rubbed his cock. “And if Mummy can do it…….”
“Oh, Fuck!” Tom said, closing his eyes with the thrill of the feelings going through him. Kelly had stood, still massaging his huge erection and brough her face close to his.
“No, Grandad. Fuck comes after we’ve had some tea. Wank now then piss.”
Tom’s body convulsed as the spasms of his cumming ran through him.. His spunk was like hot soup as it pumped out of him. Vaguely he could feel her hand fully covering his knob and he just abandoned himself to the feelings.
Slowly his senses returned and he saw her licking her hand.
“There, that’s better isn’t it,” she said. “Now let’s make you more comfortable.”
Once again she took the bottle and held it. His cock had softened and the flow started, stopped briefly then began and finally flowed freely. Kelly gently held him until he’d finished then removed the bottle. She gave him a broad smile before turning back and, with bottle in one hand, bent her head and sucked his cock into her mouth, letting her tongue swirl over the knob of it.
Tom moaned as he felt himself stiffen again as his grand-daughter moved her head up and down. She was giving him a wonderful blow-job and was obviously used to giving them.
He wanted to say stop.
He wanted to say that she was his grand-daughter
He said.
“Oh, Fuck! That is so good.”
Kelly grunted without losing rhythm and he knew he would be cumming in just s few moments. Just a few, short……….
“Aggghhhh! Kelly. I was almost there!”
“I know Grandad,” she said with a wicked grin as she stood up. “But think how much you’ll pump into me after we’ve had tea and I really give you a good fuck.”
“Wicked girl!”
Kelly grinned.
“Oh, Grandad,” she said. “You do’t know how wicked I am. But you will. You will.”
He smiled as he thought of the accident, wondering what people would say if they heard her language as the car rolled out of control down the hill with her kneeling on the passenger seat and Tom behind her, engaged, right up to the hilt.
Now he sat with a leg and two arms in plaster and having to be ministered to by his daughter. Every little need. It was embarrassing! Not only because she was his daughter and had to - assist - in his bodily functions. But because she was a thirty-six year old attractive, single woman with soft hands and his libido not only kicked in but took over his entire body.
Not that she’d shown too much sympathy for his feelings. The facts of the accident had been laughed at by her and the Vicar ever since and Annie, who visited him often, said that her son was making sure she was the butt of his jokes. Added to that, word had gotten round and all the woman at the institute had heard and had come round to give her sympathy and worm all the sordid facts from her.
Tom smiled again. He was now the local Don Juan.
He and Annie had giggled like school k**s at the thought they were the centre of attention and he was a Lothario and her a ‘Scarlet’ woman.
“I wouldn’t for the world, have put you through this, Annie,” he said. She patted him on the hand.
“Don’t be such a silly old sod,” she said with a smile. “It’s done wonders for my reputation and I’m getting some very good looks from some of the men now. I don’t suppose you’ll go short of ladies either. You can see a few of them getting their knickers wet when I talk to the and they all want to know the full details. Even if they are too polite to ask.”
“Well there’s only one pussy I’m interested in, Annie,” he had said to her. “And that’s yours!”
“Pussy? You don’t usually call it that.”
“Well I didn’t want to……”
“It’s my cunt you old fool,” she said and bent forward to kiss him. “You turned me on to that word and I love it so that’s what you call it. OK?”
“You’ll need to persuade me,” he said with a wicked smile.
“What? Can you with a broken leg?”
“No, I can’t. But you can!”
She smiled and stood up. Hoisting her skirt up to her waist she proceeded to remove a skimpy thong and slid it down over her hold-up stocking covered legs. Tom let out a low whistle. She stood, posed with hands on hips and the thong dangling from one finger.
“You like?” she asked. Tom gazed at the woman Now she was totally bald between her legs.
“I like!” he said. I bet that’s delicious to lick.”
“Well,, you must tell me,” she said and moved towards him. Annie was a slim woman and her hips swayed in the few short steps it took for her to be beside his chair. He thrust her pelvis forward and he twisted and let his tongue explore the sweet, wet lips between her legs.
“Mmmm, Tom Johnson. Just you wait until you’re better and I can really let you lick this. You aren’t going to know what’s hit you.”
After a few minutes she pulled back.
“Are you sure it’s all right.”
“Yes. Karen’s out shopping and…..”
“I meant your leg you silly old sod!”
“Oh! That. Yes. Climb aboard.”
Annie pulled his dressing gown open and untied the chord of his pyjama bottoms. Pyjamas were anathema to Tom who only wore them because he never knew who would be visiting. Annie opened them and gripped his huge erection. She bent forward and engulfed it in her mouth and sucked gently, letting her tongue explore every ridge and furrow of his cock.
“Oh! Fucking hell!” he said. “You’re so fucking good at this. I’d love to know who taught you!”
“You did!” she said as she stood up and swung a leg over him. He watched as she guided it into her wet cunt and lowered herself onto him. “I’d never sucked one until you taught me, you dirty old sod.”
“Oh that feels so good, Annie,” Tom said.
“Tell me if it hurts your leg.”
“Just ride im love,” he said. “Ride him to ecstasy.”
Annie began slowly rising and lowering herself onto him and watching the expressions on his face.
“Oh, Fuck!” he moaned. “I can see it going all the ay in. It’s lovely and I wish I had a camera now.”
Annie rode, slowly building up speed and Tom moaned and cried out as he felt his orgasm building. Annie was also crying out as hers hit her and he peaked and she felt the hot spurt of his spunk deep inside her belly
“Oh, God!” she cried. “Oh Yes! OH YESSSSS! FUCKING YESSS YESSSSSS1 YEEEEEESSSSSSSS! OH, GOD! OH…..KAREN!”
There was a flash and Annie had buried her face in Tom’s shoulder.
“Oh this is wonderful,” Karen said walking into the room. “I’m so glad they put cameras in phones.”
As she spoke she was pressing keys and the pair just sat and watched.
“There,” Karen said at last. “David is going to love that picture.”
Annie’s head shot up.
“David?” she said. “My son David?”
Karen nodded.
“He’s going to love this.”
“Oh, NOOOOOOO!” Annie wailed. “My life’s been made a misery by his jokes at my expense. He’ll never let me forget this one.”
“Serves you right, you randy old cow! But it’s put a smile on Dad’s face and that’s great as far as I’m concerned. Now, Fancy a tea or coffee? You must be thirsty after that.”
Annie smiled.
“I’ll come and help you,” she said. “And thank you for being so understanding. Contrary to popular belief, sex doesn’t cease after forty.”
Karen gave her a look.
“All right. Fifty. But that’s my final offer!”
“Hmmmm. And David’s forty-one. That means you were a very advanced girl. And a naughty one.”
“No it’s him. He’s getting older faster than I am. He’ll overtake me in a few years.”
They laughed and left the room and Tom opened his hand, He brought the thong up to his nose and inhaled. Annie had been wearing them all morning and by the feel of them she‘d been very excited.
That had happened two days ago and Tom was reliving the memory and wishing he could bend his arms to help relieve the tension.
“Hi, Grandad!”
Kelly, his grand-daughter strode into the room and put her school bag down on the floor. Tom looked at her. At sixteen, she was studying for her A levels and Tom watched as she rummaged in her bag for her books. She was facing away from him and keeping her knees straight. The short skirt gave him a clear view of a tiny pair of white knickers. His eyes seemed to home in on the twin bulges either side of a deep cleft.
“A Camel toe,” he thought. “Beautiful but I wonder what it’s like without the wrapping.”
“……..and Mum said she was going to be a couple of hours yet,” the girl was saying as Tom began to register. “So I’m going to be looking after you.”
She stood up and turned to face him and his gaze slowly rose taking in the long, slim legs with her skirt only inches below her crotch. A white blouse, still crisp and pressed after a day at school, the green and gold tie around a long neck and her pretty face with a smile that lit up the room and a pair of dark green eyes that sparkled like emeralds.”
.
“Oh,” Tom said as her words finally registered. That’s nice.”
“So what do we want first?”
“Errrrr……” Tom suddenly realised that his immediate need was to empty his bladder. “Nothing I think love. When’s your mother home?”
“Not for a few hours so if you’re wanting a pee…….”
“NO! No! I’m OK.”
“No you’re not. You’ve been alone all afternoon and you must want to go. I’ll get the bottle.”
“No, really, Kelly. I can’t.”
“Course you can,” the girl said and grabbed the odd shaped bottle from the floor beside his chair. “Come on, Grandad. Let the dog see the rabbit!”
“No! Kells!”
She pushed his dressing gown open and pulled the cord on his pyjamas and stood back, her eyes wide.
“Not so much a rabbit. More like a bloody hare!”
“Look, Kelly. I’m sorry I…..”
“Or what’s bigger than a hare? A wildcat?”
“Kelly! I’m your Grand-father!”
“No wonder Mrs Davies couldn’t control herself the other day.”
“Kelly I…..What do you mean? “ he asked and realisation dawned on him. “Oh my God, NO! Your mother showed you the picture didn’t she?”
“Mmm,” the girl grinned. “Dirty old Grandad now come on, let’s get this monster into the bottle.”
She placed the neck of the urine bottle over his erect cock and bent it down. Tom almost rose in the chair.
“Kelly! I can’t! Not like this. Not when it’s - well - hard.”
“Oh, no. Of course not. Silly me. Now lets see what we can do about that.”
Kelly gently stroked Tom’s cock and he grunted as he felt the tingle travel along the shaft an into his body.
“Kelly. You mustn’t! I am your grandad. It’s wrong.”
“But what’s wrong with a girl wanting to do what is necessary to help out her poor helpless old grandad when he’s in trouble?” she said adopting an innocent expression as she looked into his eyes and gently rubbed his cock. “And if Mummy can do it…….”
“Oh, Fuck!” Tom said, closing his eyes with the thrill of the feelings going through him. Kelly had stood, still massaging his huge erection and brough her face close to his.
“No, Grandad. Fuck comes after we’ve had some tea. Wank now then piss.”
Tom’s body convulsed as the spasms of his cumming ran through him.. His spunk was like hot soup as it pumped out of him. Vaguely he could feel her hand fully covering his knob and he just abandoned himself to the feelings.
Slowly his senses returned and he saw her licking her hand.
“There, that’s better isn’t it,” she said. “Now let’s make you more comfortable.”
Once again she took the bottle and held it. His cock had softened and the flow started, stopped briefly then began and finally flowed freely. Kelly gently held him until he’d finished then removed the bottle. She gave him a broad smile before turning back and, with bottle in one hand, bent her head and sucked his cock into her mouth, letting her tongue swirl over the knob of it.
Tom moaned as he felt himself stiffen again as his grand-daughter moved her head up and down. She was giving him a wonderful blow-job and was obviously used to giving them.
He wanted to say stop.
He wanted to say that she was his grand-daughter
He said.
“Oh, Fuck! That is so good.”
Kelly grunted without losing rhythm and he knew he would be cumming in just s few moments. Just a few, short……….
“Aggghhhh! Kelly. I was almost there!”
“I know Grandad,” she said with a wicked grin as she stood up. “But think how much you’ll pump into me after we’ve had tea and I really give you a good fuck.”
“Wicked girl!”
Kelly grinned.
“Oh, Grandad,” she said. “You do’t know how wicked I am. But you will. You will.”
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