Grandpas punishmet part 2
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I lay in bed, still trying to get over the shock of having been given the most wonderful blowjob, but not from whom I'd expected. The various ramifications of the experience still swam in my head. Although I wanted to find out if it had actually been from my daughter, in a way I didn't. Angelina lay beside me, and must have felt my discomfort, because she lifted her head and tried to gaze into my eyes.
"What's the matter, Dad? You feel like you're a million miles away."
"Nothing, Sweetheart" I lied. "I'm just going over things in my mind, and thinking about Fancy. Is she really ready for what's happening in this house?"
I was becoming afraid for both my daughter and my granddaughter. Fancy still had her innocence, which I desperately wanted her to protect, even if it was from herself. But I couldn't find the courage to broach the subject of that blowjob with Angelina; not yet, anyway. I mean, how do you tell a mother that her daughter has just sucked you off?
It was all too much for me to tackle at one time. I allowed myself to let it go temporarily, folding my daughter under one arm and pulling her to me as the alternative to pondering my own dilemma. I could tell she wanted to make love, but she gave me the space I needed to sort out the events of five minutes earlier. I knew she had no idea what had happened, but it was something we'd have to face, even if she didn't know what we were dealing with.
It was a fitful sleep for me that night, as the memory of what had happened kept replaying itself in my head. Just the idea that my granddaughter had taken me so unilaterally left an unsettling feeling inside. I finally resigned myself to leave things until the morning, then find somewhere that Fancy and I could discuss her actions without her mother listening in. I hated the idea of going behind Angie's back, but maybe it was for the best until I could make some sense of everything.
The next morning after breakfast, I invited Fancy to help me with the boat, and she happily jumped at the chance to do something with her grandfather. I started to putter with inconsequential chores before I brought up the subject of the previous evening.
"Princess, what you did last night felt great, but it was wrong. Do you understand why?" I began.
"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" she tried to project an air of innocence. I wasn't buying it.
"Fancy, you know damned well what I'm talking about!" I snapped. "I thought we had an agreement. Was I wrong?" She immediately cast her glances to the floor.
"I thought you'd enjoy that, Grandpa" she finally admitted to her transgression. "I sure did. Did I do it wrong?"
"No, Princess, you did it all completely right. But it was doing it at all that was wrong. Remember I tried to explain it to you yesterday? What I want to know is why you defied me and did ... what you did when I've asked you to wait."
I'm ... I'm sorry, Grandpa. I didn't mean to make you angry with me."
Fancy looked up into my eyes, and I could see the hurt and self-recrimination that filled her soul. In that one second, I forgave her completely, extending my arms instead as an invitation to her. She rushed into my embrace.
"Grandpa?" her soft voice pleaded to me. "I know what I want, and that's to make love with you. But I can't seem to get from here to there. Please don't hate me."
"Princess, I could never hate you. I love you too much. I'm just scared that you'll try to run before you've learned to walk. You're little young to understand a lot about sex yet."
"But Grandpa, all my girlfriends are having sex!" Fancy protested. "Why should I feel ostracized like this?"
"I'll lay you odds that half the girls that say they're having sex probably aren't. And of the ones that are, maybe one in ten understands the difference between sex and love. I really want to see you learn what love's all about before you commit yourself to something this important."
Fancy stood before me, her eyes searching mine for the answers to questions she didn't even have yet. I wanted to tell her everything, to shelter her from the tough lessons of life, to make her world soft, safe, and secure. I wanted to, but that isn't something a person can do successfully for someone else. All I could do was to let her make her own mistakes, then be there to help her pick up the pieces and put things back together again. That's about all a grandparent ever has the ability to give.
"Does Mom know?" was all she said as her face pleaded for forgiveness.
"No, I never told her" I reassured my granddaughter. "It's not something she needs to hear right now. Some day maybe, but it would be better if you told her rather than me. A day will come when you're ready to tell and she's ready to listen. Until that day, it'll be our secret."
"Thanks, Grandpa. That means a lot, right now," and she emphasized that with a warm and loving hug. I held her to me until she was ready to strike back out on her own.
"Grandpa, will you teach me?" she murmured.
"Teach you what, Princess?" I asked her to clarify.
"About all that stuff you mentioned. I'm confused, and maybe I'm not ready yet, but I want to be, when the time is right." I held her tightly to me, trying to answer her question, but the tears in my eyes kept getting in the way, and the lump in my throat wasn't helping the situation, either.
"I'd be happy to, Princess," I answered her when I finally got myself under control again. "In the meantime, no more blowjobs, or anything else, until we're ready, okay?"
"I promise, Grandpa" she whispered. "I promise."
Still with our arms around each other, my granddaughter and I returned to the house.
"You two were out there a long time," Angie quietly mentioned once we were inside. "What's going on?"
"Sweetheart," I began, "Fancy's going through a bit of a rough time, trying to sort things out. We had a talk, and I think she'll be just fine," I tried to reassure my daughter.
"What were you talking about?" Angie wasn't about to let this go, and I couldn't blame her. But I'd given Fancy my word, and now wasn't the time to break that.
"I promised to keep her secrets," I replied. "She'll share them with you when she's ready, but right now, she's still trying to understand things herself. Let her have some room. I went through the same thing with you when you were her age. Hopefully I'll do a better job of it this time. She needs to find herself, and that's something she has to do on her own."
"Dad, she's my daughter! She's not supposed to have secrets from me!" Angie bombarded me, her anger quite obvious. I took a deep breath before answering her.
"Angelina, do you love me?"
"Of course! You're my Dad, dammit! But what's that got to do with anything?"
"Do you trust me?"
There was a moment's hesitation before Angelina replied in a quiet and subdued voice.
"Yes Dad, I do trust you. More than you'll ever know."
"Sweetheart, remember when you came to me with that problem you were having with your roommate at college, the girl that kept trying to seduce you?" I tried to trigger her memory.
"Umm, yeah, but I'm trying to forget it." My daughter contemplated the incidents again, not sure how that applied to Fancy.
"I never told your mother about that because you asked me not to. Now it's Fancy's turn to have a confidant, so please don't ask me to betray her. I love her too much to do that, and you too much to create a rift between you two."
Angelina looked at me with a serious face, and I could see the confusion in her eyes. It ripped my heart apart, but I had to keep my promise to my granddaughter at all costs. I just hoped it didn't cost me a daughter in the process.
"Okay, Dad. Whatever you say. Just don't take my little girl away. I need her, almost as much as I need you. But you sure have a crappy way of doing whatever it is you're trying to accomplish."
"I know," I told her, "but would you rather it be me or her father? Right now, she needs a man's perspective, and it looks like I've been drafted for the job. When the time's right, I'll fill you in. And just in case you've forgotten, I love you, Sweetheart. Try to keep that in mind."
Angelina's stare softened, and she folded into my arms, then leaned up to kiss me, deep and passionately. Under any other circumstances, I would have melted and told her everything. It was hard to hold my tongue, but I managed. Just don't ask me how, because I doubt I could do it twice.
"Hey you two love-birds, get a room!" Fancy quipped as she came in from outside. "Gawd, I leave you two alone, and the next thing I know, you're in the middle of an orgy!"
I giggled my relief as the tension in the room suddenly dissolved with Fancy's remark, then offered her a sheltering hug under one arm while still holding my daughter with the other. Fancy glided into my embrace, and I held both of these two women that had invaded my life. They were precious to me, and a lone tear of happiness escaped my eye. It felt damned good too, as it slid down my cheek.
"Hey girls, how about we explore your new neighbourhood after lunch?" I invited in an attempt to change the subject. Fancy broke from my embrace as she went to look for a jacket, while Angelina just looked into my eyes with pure love.
"Gawd, Dad, you always could make me feel special. Still do, too. Remind me to make mad, passionate love to you tonight, and screw your brains out."
"Deal," I promised her.
We had a quick lunch on the deck, then climbed into my car for a tour of the neighbourhood. I took them all over town, pointing out the high school, hospital, and various other landmarks. We stopped for an ice cream before I showed them some of the town's residential neighbourhoods, pointing out the differences between each one. It's a small town, but we toured for a good three hours. Both girls seemed to absolutely love that time of togetherness.
I had stopped by the local super market to pick up something for supper, and when we finally got back home, Angie and Fancy bustled around in the kitchen while I sat in the livingroom watching. It did my heart good to see the two of them working together co-operatively. Each seemed to know what the other was thinking, and there were very few words between them; they weren't necessary. That mother-daughter bond grew, and I could feel their glow of love permeate the entire house.
Our evening was spent just being together, the three of us slowly becoming a real family. Angelina started a discussion of what the two girls wanted for their next year, with me supplying suggestions whenever I was asked. It felt like mere minutes before it was bedtime, but it was actually several hours, proof that time files when you're having fun.
Fancy was the first to say goodnight as she headed up to her room, and Angelina and I weren't far behind her. I had just gotten out of my pants and T-shirt, still wearing my undershorts, when I heard Fancy calling for me. It was a bidding that I couldn't refuse.
"Grandpa," she seemed to plead as I opened her door, "I'm so damned horny right now, I think I'm going to go out of my mind."
"I doubt that's anything new, Princess," I almost giggled at her frustrations. "I'll leave you alone, and you can take care of it. I said that you and I would wait before doing anything sexual, but I don't remember mentioning that pleasuring yourself was verboten. Just try to keep the screaming down a bit."
"Grandpa," she asked, the wonder and worry unmistakable in her voice, "what did you do when you were horny, before Mom and I moved in?"
"Same thing you're about to do. It's nothing to be ashamed of." I could see her hand slowly making its way down her flat tummy on its journey to the juncture of her thighs, and had to smile with the visions of my granddaughter playing with her own pussy.
"Night, Princess. I hope you find what you're looking for down there. I love you."
"Night, Grandpa. Thanks for a wonderful day ... and for our talk this morning. I might not like waiting, but I think I'm beginning to understand what you're trying to tell me."
As I closed her door, I caught a glimpse of her young body tensing up as she threw her head back and gasped deeply. I knew she'd just found her pearl of passion. A smile of understanding snuck past my lips, and I felt my cock twitch as I anticipated the same reaction from Angelina just as soon as I was beside her in our bed.
"Is she okay, Dad?" Angie's concerned question greeted me as I stepped into the darkened bedroom.
"Yeah, she's fine. Just a little horny and in need of some relief. I suggested she do something about it herself, and I'm expecting a good scream any minute now."
As if on queue, we both heard Fancy's howls of delight as she achieved orgasm, and I caught myself grinning at thoughts of her pleasure.
"I knew she got that from me," my daughter chuckled, the happiness for Fancy quite evident in her tone.
"Oh really? You mean my own daughter's a screamer, too? Hmm, I'll have to check that out, won't I?"
I crawled into bed and Angelina's waiting arms. As she pulled me to her, I felt her lips seeking mine, and met them as she pressed into my shoulder. Her tongue probed against my lips as she sought my own tongue, and we dueled passionately for several minutes. I found her breast and caressed it, her nipple caught between my thumb and forefinger. It was almost instinctive to tease her teat, and I marveled as it engorged and became hard and rubbery, elongating a good half inch. Angelina moaned in delight, and as our lips parted, I moved down her neck, her shoulder, her upper chest, then gently took her nipple between my lips. My tongue ran lazy circles around it before I moved to her other breast, and my free hand luxuriated in the soft smoothness of her skin as it glided along her side between her arm and her waist.
Angelina was enjoying my attention, but I could feel her pushing me further down her belly. I complied with her request, kissing my way towards her navel, then on to the rise of her mound. I could smell the muskiness of her arousal as I approached the juncture of her thighs, and the moisture of her juices tasted like nectar to my palette. Lapping her outer lips, I was rewarded with the sound of her groans of delight. Then easing my tongue between those puffy folds of feminine flesh, I lightly grazed the tip of her clit several times in rapid succession, and was rewarded with the emergence of her little pink pearl. Angie thrust her hips upwards, forcing her sex tighter to my mouth, especially whenever I dipped my tongue into her entrance.
I licked and lathered her pussy for a few minutes more, and heard her breathing becoming faster and more irregular, punctuated by her sharp gasps whenever I touched a particularly sensitive spot. I wanted to feel her cum for me, and with my tongue now augmented by the clasping of my lips over that sensitive little button, slipped two fingers inside her in search of her G-spot. She jerked as I touched that pleasure-producing point, then inhaled deeply as I pushed up on it, raising her clit deeper into my lips. Lightly flicking on that knotted nubbin was all it took to send her to the point of no return. One more kiss at the top of her slit, and a modicum of suction, and I felt her inner walls begin to flutter, then grasp my fingers as she raced up to the peak of her pleasure. Her assent was accompanied by the screams of passion. I held her there for a little over a minute before I allowed her to relax and come down from her adrenalin-fueled high.
"I think you're right," I teased her when she let her eyelids open, "Fancy does get her screaming from her mother." Angelina looked at me with eyes of love, and smiled her acknowledgment of my observations.
"Dad," Angie begged softly. "I need to feel you inside me, being a part of me."
I flopped onto my back and invited my daughter to curl up on my chest. She responded by pressing her lips to mine, her tongue pushing itself past my lips as she sought a duel with mine. I sucked on her tongue, then let it return to her own mouth, only to have her suck on my tongue while she had me again. We kissed passionately for several minutes before I rolled her over onto her back so that I could fondle and pleasure her breasts. Running my cupped hand up and over the swell of her heaving orbs, her nipples found my thumb and forefinger, daring me to twist and pull them, their owner moaning in pure delight. Once again my lips found Angie's, and she wrapped an arm around my head and pulled me into a passionate embrace.
I began to kiss my way down Angelina's neck, over her shoulders, then captured a nipple between my lips. As I suckled on her, she moaned a little louder, and much more insistently. My hand trailed its way down her belly, stopping to tease her navel, then continued to the warmth of her mound. One finger eased itself between her puffy outer lips as I dipped into the heat of her entrance, coating it with her oozing juices. With my finger now moistened, I returned to her hooded clit, and began to tease her slowly rising nubbin by circling it lightly. Soon I was presented with her little pearl of sensitivity, and caressed it softly and lovingly. Angie rewarded me with a deep groan of anticipation, then pushed her hips up against my hand in a plea for more. I slowly stroked her love tunnel with two fingers, gently stimulating her inner ridges as I pushed up on her G-spot and exposed a little more of her excited clit to my thumb's explorations.
My lips started to migrate from Angie's breasts down towards that magical juncture of her thighs, but she stopped my progress as I lovingly kissed the top of her tummy's slight bulge.
"Dad," she whispered, "right now, I want you inside me."
Angelina set her legs so that her heels were pressed tight to her butt cheeks, letting her knees flop onto the bed. I perched in the vee of her thighs, then leaned forward until the tip of my cock grazed her pussy slit. Lubing me with her juices, she reached between us and guided my throbbing member to her entrance, then encouraged me to slide inside her. As I slipped between the delicious folds of her lips, I found her pussy to be broiling with heat. She was so wet that there was virtually no friction between her velvety walls and the head of my cock, and in one slow thrust, I was buried inside her to the hilt, my pubic bone grinding on her engorged clit.
We began a luxurious rhythm of our hips, perfectly synchronized, with more passion than lust. God, how I loved this woman! All I could think about was giving her all the pleasure I was capable of sharing. We gently thrust against each other for several minutes before I felt Angelina start to flutter against my shaft. I sped up my strokes, and was rewarded by the changes in her breathing, which became raspier and more ragged with each stroke. Her vaginal muscles suddenly gripped me tightly as her climax grew inside her. She relaxed for a second, and I was able to push my cock to the depths of her before she locked onto me again. I rocked my pubic bone over her passion pearl, sending her over the edge, and she shuddered under me. I heard her inhale sharply, then hold her breath as her orgasm consumed her very being, finally being released in the form of a muffled scream of passion and pleasure, her mouth pressed against the hollow at the base of my neck.
Angie's shudders and the grip she had on my cock took me to the point of no return. As my own orgasm swept up my cock, I launched pulses of my seed deep inside my daughter, sending ripples of lustful joy through her as she shuddered with several aftershocks. I had thrown my head back and closed my eyes, and waves of dancing lights ran across the inside of my eyelids. When Angelina let out a series of high-pitched squeaks, I thought I heard another scream echo in the room. It was only as we flowed into our post-coital bliss that I understood that my granddaughter had also enjoyed another of her own self-induced orgasms. There was a beautiful irony to all three of us cumming simultaneously.
I rolled us both over so that Angie was resting on my stomach, holding her tightly in my arms and basking in her warmth. Every muscle in my body seemed to go slack, and I could feel the waves of sleep attempting to take my consciousness away. It was only the soft sound of my daughter's voice that broke the spell.
"Mmm, I think I heard your granddaughter enjoying another orgasm," Angelina murmured in my ear. "I just hope hers was as wonderful as the ones I just had."
Angelina pressed her lips to mine, kissing me deeply and passionately for several minutes before relaxing her purchase on me. I could feel her hot breath searing my ear, and it sent shivers of happiness down my spine. Soon, my cock softened and slipped out of her pussy, allowing our combined juices to leak out and over my lower groin. I wondered if maybe I should take a shower before we fell asleep, but I really didn't care. Just having Angelina in my arms made everything else secondary.
Angie re-arranged herself so that her head was on my chest, and one leg draped over my thigh. She really did enjoy being in that position, and I appreciated the warmth of her heavenly and feminine body. Once she was settled, I felt her arm pull against my midriff in a show of love and affection.
"Dad?" my daughter whispered. "Fancy tried to get you inside her yesterday, didn't she?"
"Umm, yeah, she did. Why, Sweetheart? Were you worried for her?" I replied.
"Worried? No. But even after she tried to give herself to you, you didn't take her, did you?"
"No, I didn't. She's not ready to lose her virginity yet, in my opinion, but she doesn't believe me," I mumbled.
"Most men would die to be able to make love to your granddaughter, and I'm trying to understand why you didn't. Was it because of me?"
"A good part of it was, Sweetheart," I tried to explain. "Fancy's still got some learning to go through before she'll be ready to make that leap into womanhood. Maybe the difference between her and you is that, at her age, you were ready. She still isn't. Giving herself now, even to someone she thinks she's in love with, could leave her with scars that you never had to deal with."
Angie raised her head and propped it up with one hand while drawing lazy figure eights on my chest with the other.
"Like what kinds of things are you thinking? What is it that you think she has to learn before she'll be ready? I don't understand," she quizzed me.
"Angie, you know what the difference between love and just sex is, right?" I asked.
"Yeah, I do, and I vaguely remember you and I talking about it when I was, what, fifteen? I guess it must have sunk in, because I really was in love with Jay Coswell. He was the boy that I gave my virginity to. I thought I was in love with Darren, too, but looking back, I think it was just uncontrolled lust. Once we were married, I couldn't feel any warmth from him. Gawd, I was such a fool for that man!"
"Yeah, well, that's all water under the bridge, Sweetheart. But he sure wasn't a good example for Fancy anyway. I get the feeling she doesn't understand that difference yet, and until she does, she's not ready. Oh, and don't give me that bit about her being almost seventeen, and most girls have lost theirs by this age. It won't wash. I love my granddaughter too much to see her get hurt by some young bozo in the back seat of a car."
I looked into my daughter's eyes, and thought I could see a sparkle of laughter hiding in there somewhere.
"You and Jay? In the back of that old Buick he drove? No!" I asked incredulously. Angie just chuckled, but didn't say a word. Then I remembered when Fay had given me her cherry, and I joined my daughter in laughter.
"What's so funny, you old goat? That Jay and I first did it in his Buick?"
"No, Sweetheart. At least in a Buick, there's some room to move. Your mother and I did it for the first time in that little Austin Mini I had. Gawd, that was a real contortionist's nightmare! It wasn't the only time, either."
"You're kidding? An Austin Mini? Dad, I thought you were a little more considerate than that. Poor Mom!"
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“You have such a nice pussy. It’s so soft,” he moaned into my ear. “Let me taste you, sweetheart.” He lowers his mouth to my cunt and pulls aside my panties. His tongue licks over my folds and laps in between my cunt lips. Grandpa’s lips work over my clit sucking. His tongue swirls around my sensitive bud making me moan. He moans delighting in the taste of my pussy. The old man finished tasting me. He moved back up to face me and he kissed me. I taste myself on his lips. It made my...
100% fiction! My name is Michelle and I live in South Alabama, near the coast. I am a light skinned (yellow) black girl who is 5ft tall and curvacious. I have a big firm ass, tiny waist and perky B-cup breasts. My aereolas are large, brown and puffy with nipples made for sucking. I have a flat tummy that leads down to a shaved pussy. One day I was home alone when a dress I had ordered online was delivered by UPS. I was super excited and I ran upstairs to try it on. It was a blistering hot day...
IncestI learned about sex from my grandpa in my preteen years by sneaking into his bedroom where he slept naked and I would look and play with his penis. Once, when I laid on top of him in bed, I began humping him and we both had orgasms. It was after this time that we began to talk about sex and he told me that I could ask him anything and he would give me a straight answer. When I became a teen, I began to have sexual feelings (a tingling between my legs). In school we also had a health class that...
Introduction: How I saw my first penis This is not a very erotic story, just some memories of my childhood, lets say 18 for legal reasons, when I was just getting interested about sex. I was about 46 and weighed about 80 pounds as best I can remember. I had no breasts or hips and my mound was bald. My favorite time was when I went to visit my grandpa about once every month or two. We would go to the zoo or aquarium, ice skate, or just play games. We played hide and seek, board games, and, my...
My world was turned upside down. Grandma and Grandpa were here for the week, and I had to stay at home to spend quality time with them. It’s tough when your teen to take time out from your busy and important teenage duties. My parents decided to take a couple of days off just for them and head to the beach. Grandma and Grandpa were left in charge. I had noticed something different about Grandpa when he was down to visit when I was young. We had been playing a game of cards...
1 - Visiting Grandpa Jones 2 - The Secret of Life 3 - The Secret of Death 1 - Visiting Grandpa Jones "Hi, Grandpa," Brie called in greeting as she pushed her way into the hospital room. Ben Jones looked up at the movement he caught out of the corner of his eye, and smiled. Brie was the youngest of three grandchildren, and the only one he seemed to have a connection with. She had turned eighteen the month before, and was looking forward to her high-school graduation in a few short...
Mona lost her parents in a car wreck when she was sixteen and was sent to live with her grandpa who lived alone on a small farm. He had a one bedroom home so he put a rollaway bed in his room for Mona. Grandpa was a handsome energetic man and happy to take Mona in. The first night Mona was there grandpa heard her crying. He got out of bed and went to her bed and hugged her telling her not to be sad that he was going to take good care of her. He held her tight and kissed her on the cheek. She...
My favorite time was when I went to visit my grandpa about once every month or two. We would go to the zoo or aquarium, ice skate, or just play games. We played hide and seek, board games, and, my favorite, card games. I would sit on the couch on one side of the coffee table and grandpa would sit in his lazy boy chair on the other side. It was a hot summer day when I first saw a penis. We were playing cards, sitting across from each other. Grandpa usually wore shorts in the summer and...
Mom was naked on the bed. Her eyes were closed. Her legs were up with her feet planted firmly on the mattress. Sweat sheened her skin, which had a faint red glow. Her left hand held open the lips of her pussy and her right middle finger was sloshing in and out. She was moaning softly and her muscles were tightened and relaxed rhythmically. Grandpa stopped in the doorway to stare at her. “Isn’t she magnificent, Rick? God, what a woman. I’ve always thought she’d be a hot, squirming creature...
Mom said, "Silva don't forget we have to go to Grandpa's birthday on saturday".Sila didn't answer, the last place she wanted to be on a saturday was at a party with all the family. Oh yes she loved her Grandpa very much, when she was younger she would spend every summer with him and Grandma. Silva been the only Girl in a family of five all her brothers much older than her, made her, her Grandperents favorite.Grandma thought her how to bake and Grandpa would bring her fishing out on the...
I was lying on my bed with my boyfriend, I was a junior in high school and he was a freshman at the local college. The most we'd ever done was give each other hand jobs. I wanted him to fuck me but he refused saying he wanted to wait till I turned 18. He wouldn't let me suck his cock for the same reason, I wasn't yet legal in the eyes of law. I didn't care but he wanted to get into politics, he had big future plans. So I made do with letting him finger me while I gave him hand jobs.We were...
One day i asked my grandpa to go see a friend since i was done with work. I ended up staying late at his place. I reached Dans house pretty late. I guess he thought i was going to end up having a sleepover at my friends but i didnt. I entered the house and on the way to my room i could hear sounds coming out of Dans room. His door was open too and i went to see if everything was okay. What i saw i couldnt comprehend. Dan was on his bed and stroking his cock. His cock, i cant even tell you how...
Red-skinned and sheened with sweat, her pussy wet from her orgasm, her legs splayed, her wrists tied to the headboard, her nipples hard with ongoing passion, Julie was a carnal vision. As she watched me undress, her face reflected her needs, which made my need for her even greater, if that was possible. When she stared unabashedly at my cock as it popped into view, she licked her lips. “Rick? Are you going to rape me now?” “Yes,” I replied. “It’s about time,” she whispered in a low,...
“Wake up. Look alive. Breakfast is in fifteen minutes.” I opened my eyes to see Patty smiling down at us. My arm was asleep because Julie was lying on it as she curled against me. She yawned, looked at her mother, and gasped. “Mother,” Julie said, “You’re naked.” “How about that?” Patty quipped. “Why don’t you come down to breakfast naked, too, dear?” “But Rick’s mom and grandfather are still here.” “That’s all right. They saw you last night. Remember?” “Yes, but I want to wear...
OK this is just fantasy, not real, but intended to appeal to some My wife Linda and I were making our regular visit to her grandpa in the nursing home. But this week was special though, as it was his 85th birthday today. Bill had Alzheimer’s and remembered little and almost never recognized us. Every visit he would call us by someone in his history's name. Sometimes it was funny as he often mistook Linda for his deceased wife Betty or some old girlfriend. I would giggle when he would do this...
Grandpa didn’t bother dressing and neither did I. As I followed him out of the bedroom, I looked back at Mom. She was already asleep. My cum was dry on her face and Grandpa’s cum between her legs. There was a smile on her face. Damn, she looked good. “How did you like that?” he asked. “It was as good as I imagined, but I want to fuck her,” I replied. “You will in good time,” he said. “Can we talk? I’ve got a million questions.” “Start,” he said as he plopped down in Dad’s old easy chair...
Melinda and I were making our regular visit to her grandpa in the nursing home. this week was special though as it was his 85th birthday today. He had alzheimers and remembered little and never recognized us. Every visit he would call us by someone in his history's name. Sometimes it was funny as he oftn mistook Melinda for his deceased wife Betty or some old girlfriend. I would giggle when he would do this and grab Melinda's ass or boobs or make some lewd suggestion. Today was one of those...
Grandpa comes to me one night after a hot and steamy love making session and asks me if I would be interested in having sex with multiple guys. He said he had joined a private club a few years back where he and a few other older gentleman,some still married but most widowed or divorced,get together and have sex or sometimes just hang out and drink. He said he had already spoken to the other members and told them about his crossdressing grandson and they were very excited to meet me. He said...
IncestSara stood at the bus stop holding her suitcase and waiting. At sixteen Sara had been expelled from the last of a line of schools and her parents had enough. Her father had died when she was lttle and her mother had remarried and with her stepfather had several small c***dren. They decided they no longer had the time or patience to del with her disobedience and had arranged for her to live with Grandpa Mike in Kansas. He lived on a farm outside of smll town and he was willing to take her in.It...
Tom was in a deep sleep when his phone rudely woke him up. He glanced at his clock as he reached for the phone and wondered who in their right mind was calling him at 2:13 am. Lifting the phone to his ear, he heard the voice of his youngest daughter, Renee. As his sleepy mind began to function, he asked her what was wrong. She told him that she was at the emergency room and they were getting ready to admit her. He continued to listen as she said they were going to do surgery to remove her gall...
One day, when I was about 18, my grandpa called and invited me to a football game. Being a big football fan, I decided to go with him. However, the day of the game I woke up and it was about 30 degrees outside. After putting on 2 shirts and a couple coats and pairs of pants, I drove out to meet my grandpa. We met in a parking lot to take the bus to the football stadium since it was faster and cheaper. Well we got there, and it was still freezing outside. My grandpa repeatedly told me how cold...
GayGrandpa and I - A new love I had been orphaned when I was only 16 and my grandparents had taken me in. It was quite a different style of living for me. I had been brought up in the city where everything was literally at your fingertips. Gran and Pa lived on a hobby farm of about 20 acres just outside a small town about 300 miles from my original home. As I said, I was 16. I had a trim curvy body and pale skin. My hair was a chestnut red and my eyes green. Grandma and Pa were in their late 50s...
IncestBev was leaving her daughter Lily at her own fathers house so she could spend time with her grandfather. He had raised Bev and she knew what would be in store for Lily. He loves young girls and even his own daughter. He had fucked her all her teen years and shared her with his friends. When she took Lily in he looked at Bev and smiled and said "Are you staying for some of my cock too? I know you must miss me fucking you." He then sat Lily in a chair and took Bev to his bedroom and pulled her...
Introduction: Grandpa helps Jackie seduce her dad This is a VERY bad story, you should not read it. If perhaps you like incest, slutty girls, horny wives, revenge and the occasional big cock. Well go ahead, but for the rest of you, especially if you are under age then GO AWAY My story starts a few years back my wifes cousin and her husband had stopped by for the holidays with their daughter Jackie. To say she was an oops is an understatement. While her mom and dad are almost our age I was...
For those of you that havent read This teen loves her Grandpa then here it is https://xhamster.com/stories/this-teen-loves-her-grandpa-9933334I woke a few times in the night to find Jack cradled in my arms, her tits were pressing into me and I could feel her hairy bush on my stomach. I still couldnt believe what had happened last night, however when I woke up in the morning Jack was gone. Gone from my arms, gone from my bed and indeed gone from my house. I had a quick look in her room, at least...
My story starts a few years back my wife’s cousin and her husband had stopped by for the holidays with their daughter Jackie. To say she was an oops is an understatement. While her mom and dad are almost our age I was introduced as Grandpa Bob. Jackie certainly seemed to have no problem with it though. Ellen and her husband appeared to be getting "frazzled" with keeping up with their younger girl and talked at great length about the problems they had with raising what appeared to be a good...
I turned sixty years old this year and I started having some problems with my blood pressure, my cholesterol, and just plain growing old. Then I lost my vision. My granddaughter Eleanor was visiting me at the time. She had just turned sixteen and I had taught her to drive. In fact she was here celebrating the fact that she had just passed her driving test. Now Eleanor is a cute little shit. I had enjoyed teaching her to drive because my car is standard and she has to shift and push in...
Sara woke up the next morning praying it had been a horrible dream but as she laid in bed she knew even though alone she was naked under the blankets and her body was cramping. She barely made it into the bathroom where she took a long hot shower trying desperately to feel clean. She noticed as she dressed she had bruises along her breasts and her body. As she dressed she desperately hoped if she continued to be good it would not happen again. She knew if she told her mum she would be locked up...
Grandpa and I Ch. 2 A fulfilling loveA couple of times over the next few months, Pa encouraged me to go out with other guys. As much as they tried they couldn't match the feelings I had for my darling Pa. As our relationship became more intense over the next few months, Pa suggested that I move my things into the master bedroom, which made me very happy. After about 6 months, I started to get nauseous each morning. I realized that I was pregnant with Pa’s baby. When I told him, he was so proud,...
IncestIntroduction: Grandpa helps Jackie seduce her dad Part 3 of the story. The next week started off with a bang, that much is for damm sure. On Sunday morning my wife received a call from her sister, I could hear Ellens ranting and screaming in the background so obviously something had happened. When she hung up my wife said better get dressed, theyre coming over. Naturally I prodded her with questions, she finally revealed all she knew. Somehow something had happened and now Ellen was calling...
Introduction: Grandpa helps Jackie seduce her dad This is part 2 of this story. I am pretty much writing it all at once. Just breaking it up to make it easier to read. I am hoping that I did a good job of feigning surprise the next day when my wife got a call from her sister telling her that Jackie had been sleepwalking again. My wife mentioned that to me and I immediately suggested that it may have been because of the change in home routine. That since her parents had not gone out together...
I am a retired gent, fairly fit for my age but due to a few health issues I didn’t get out much. My usual summer wear for indoors consisted of an open front shirt and baggy shorts, I never was a fashion icon.My days usually consisted of a short walk to the paper shop to get a paper and then lounging about watching TV or a bit of gardening, nothing that would make a good story until today.The sun was shining and I had been for my short walk to the paper shop, I settled down with a cup of tea and...
This story is fictional and is only used for entertainment only.My wife Patty and I finally got to retire and move into our dream house in New Hampshire. Everybody else goes to Florida or the Carolina's when they retire, but we already came from the south, and having a home on the lake in New England seemed a lot nicer. Plus, it was very quiet and tranquil. There weren't many houses,and the few neighbors we had, were friendly and caring, but left you to your own business.It was our first summer...
One day i was told by my family to go and stay with Joe. Joe was getting old and needed some help around the house, since i was free for two months they wanted me to go. Joe lived alone. My brother dropped me at Joe's. I hadnt seen Joe ever since he got a divorce from Grandpa. It had been years. I knocked the door and he opened the door in his towel. I never liked Joe to be honest, he always scolded me and was very intimidating. He showed me around the house, explaining the chores that need...
This is the story about when my grandfather and I had sexual relations. It kind of just happened. We had an amazing evening, but it was one of those once in a lifetime situations. My mother is a single mother. She said she never even told the man who got her pregnant. She only dated him a little while. She wanted a baby and once she found out she was pregnant the relationship ended shortly after that. My mother was twenty-one when she had me. She is now 38 and I am eighteen. I am a small...
It was shortly after midnight. The New Year had just started few minutes ago and a lonely girl was laying in her comfortable bed, unable to fall asleep, thinking about her sexual life. To say the truth, there was none. She'd been still a virgin and there seemed to be no man who would be willing to make a woman of her in the closest future. She was desperate. She wanted someone to make love to her. Or rather to fuck her to unconsciousness. She'd longed for the great feeling of a big cock inside...
IncestThis is the last part of the story with my grandpa and his maid and includes group fuck with his friends [email protected]
IncestThe next week started off with a bang, that much is for damm sure. On Sunday morning my wife received a call from her sister, I could hear Ellen’s ranting and screaming in the background so obviously something had happened. When she hung up my wife said “better get dressed, they’re coming over.” Naturally I prodded her with questions, she finally revealed all she knew. Somehow something had happened and now Ellen was calling Jackie a slut and a whore and that they were sending her to...