My Grandma, Hazel La smithy was a farm girl who grew up in New Madrid County, a small land residential district in the sou'-east Missouri bootheel. The family farm was just over 2000 acres of prime fertile country bordering the banks of the Mississippi River River. The property was two-dimensional and easy to treat. Each harvest was better than the previous. Great grandad La forge had been offered over $ 1500 per Acre back in the 1800s, but he wouldn't sell one acre. It had been in the La forge family since before Missouri River became a res publica. In fact, Great-Great grandfather La forge had been a headwaiter with the survey party of Col. George Sir Henry Morgan, when he established New capital of Spain, Missouri in 1789. He was allowed to lay claim to the farmland as payment for his service to Col. Morgan's outing. The farm has been passed down through the family coevals after contemporaries. When a La Forge baby married, that child and their married person received two Akko of soil to build up a home. They would go on to live on the property and share in the profit of the farm. At stage, 34 category descending from Great-Great Grandpa La Forge live on the kingdom and work on the farm.

Grandma hazel had four sibling ; all male child. She was the 3rd child and the sole female of the five nestling. Thomas was the oldest child followed by, St. George, then granny Hazel, later Earl and Walter, the untried boy. Her brothers were very protective of her and chased off any boyfriend that didn't meet the high touchstone they had set for her.

granny Pomaderris apetala worked the farm rightfulness alongside her brothers and was considered by most as being a yobo, but beautiful girl. She could jactitate a bale of hay just as well as any of her brothers. Her body grew strong and house. At age seventeen she was the effective care and probably the best-looking girl in the high school. She was intermediate top and weight unit. She was friendly, creative and gumptious, but could also be very egotistical and a bit mean.

When she was in high school day, she had sandy blond hair, a fair complexion, sparkling blue eyes, prospicient slender legs, a firm cycle ass and tits that any Playboy Bunny would die for. She always wore her hair in a ponytail to keep it out of the way when she worked around produce machinery. Any other fourth dimension her pilus flowed down over her shoulders. Physically, grannie Hazel is still in pretty trade good physical body. Her mamilla are more substantial and probably sag because of her age. She is still an attractive charwoman, but now she has bronze weathered pelt with some seam from working in the sun, gray haircloth due to old age and wear blue-blooded eye.

Shortly after Hazel's 18th birthday, she began to date a local boy by the name of Andrew Winston. hazel 's buddy gave him a tough meter at first, but after they had dated for various calendar month, her crony George started talking up a spousal relationship between Hazel and Andrew Winston. Everyone thought George V had lost his idea. Hazel and St. Andrew hadn't known each other long enough to contemplate spousal relationship. However, George was instant that they are allowed to splice and also be given a incision of land to build a home. Andrew was a faint man and didn't express himself one way or the other about the proposed wedding. He just kind of went along with the flow. He was probably afraid of gran's brothers.

Within a month Andrew and hazel tree were married, and within the following eight month she delivered a healthy infant boy. Andrew bragged about his new son, but it was rumored that Hazel's brother Saint George was probably the tiddler's true father. Hazel and Saint Andrew went on to hold three more than children ; one young lady and two Sir Thomas More boys. My Dad was one of those boys.

My public figure is Johnny, and I spend about of my summers working on my Grandma's farm. I call it my gran 's farm because she is strong-willed and everyone else in the family issue to her leadership. She runs everything, and no one challenges her say-so. The farm turns a huge profit every year under Grandma 's leadership and the whole sept delight in getting their plowshare. The body of work is, but it does wonderment for my forcefulness and weight. I have learned to handle a bale of hay just as well as any of the former farmhands.

My favorite fieldhand to work with is Chester Lyndon Johnson. He is a twenty-eight-year-old black man who is working summers to pay his graduate school tutelage. He is working towards a Masters of Agricultural economics. He has an undergraduate degree in patronage subject. He is brilliant and considerate, but can also be very sneaky and a bit devious.

He is an old prison term Christian who defines himself as sexually square. Physically, Bob is in pretty good embodiment. He is tall with non-white peel, black hair and morose brown eyes. Chester grew up in a middle-class black neighborhood. He was raised by his mother ; his beginner was sent to prison when he was Pres Young and never returned. Chester is one of the hardest proletarian I have ever known. He has taught me many things about running a farm for profit.

Our break of day always start around five o'clock. Chester arrives at five, and grandmother serves a orotund country breakfast complete with eggs, bacon or sausage, biscuits or goner, and Milk gravy or gritrock. grannie believes everyone who works a farm should start their workday with a hearty breakfast. What one of her favorites says is ; `` Eat breakfast like a King, lunch like a Prince and supper like a Pauper. ``

We usually begin our work day cleaning the barn and pitching hay. We also have to do general handiwork like making sure all fencing are intact, tend to livestock, and some plowing during planting season. I usually start in the barn while Chester helps Grandma with sorting account and paying bills. His college degree in job studies is why Grandma lets him serve her with the paperwork.

One morning I forgot my work baseball glove, so I had to reelect to the house. I was shocked at what I found. Grandma always wears her bathrobe when she cooks breakfast. I always assumed she did that because it was well-off. When I step through the book binding door into the kitchen, I observe nanna laying on the breakfast mesa with her bathrobe exposed and no clothes under her robe.

Chester is standing between her legs. His pants are around his articulatio talocruralis, and his big dark cock is slowly moving in and out of grannie 's pussy. They did n't listen me return to the house, so I stood frozen in post as I watch. She seems almost spellbound by his big black dick. Her legs are around his waist, and her heels are hooked around the back of his second joint pulling his cock back in every time he eases it out to the bound of her kitty-cat. His hammer looks like it is at least a infantry long and she is absorbing it all in her pussy. Her irreverent white meat are on display, her mamilla hard, her fingers running over her own body so sensually. I get hard just watching. I have the urge to jack-off, but I am afraid they will bewitch me. It looks like the belief she is drawing through his hardness are just incredible. He is looking down at her lean thighs parted for him, at her graying pubic hair, and at her kitty that is instinctively squeezing and then releasing on his intemperate shaft.

He keeps up a steady rhythmic humping and somehow does n't blow up rightfulness away. It is a miracle he doesn't climax immediately considering the sensory overburden Grandma is putting him through. I can tell by his grunting and breathing that he is close, but he apparently does n't want it to end, so he holds on and steadily continues to pump away on nan's snatch. He is sweating profusely, but it looks like he never wants it to stop fucking her.

nan is pinching and pulling her mammilla as he moves his cock in and out. She is rolling her grueling pap in her fingertips and looking into his center as she milks his fatheaded sinister cock with her slopped pussy. I stand spellbound watching her biting her lip, and both of them moaning melodiously. He casually reaches up to extend to her tit himself, and as the rhythm between them intensifies, she pulls him down to osculate his rima oris before whispering into his ear : `` You feel incredible inside me, Chester. maintain fucking me until I faint again. ``

Her words almost make him break out inside her, but somehow, he manages to adjudge on prospicient. But now it seems that she ca n't arrest onto to her own orgasm. Chester seems to recognize the signs of her approaching coming, and soon enough she is getting there. Locked together with Chester on top, the two of them seem to be trying to push themselves together, to achieve as much middleman as is humanly possible. Their backtalk are pressed together, her breasts squashed against his chest and as he grinds his peter into her, he places his men on her suave behind to rend himself as far into her as possible to maximize the sensations of his cock moving inside her keen pussy.

Grandma is shaking and almost battle cry by the prison term she hit the top of her climax, and if she is feeling anything like the sensations I am feeling, I can understand why. I am almost to the detail of Cumming in my own pant. As she yelps and chill, her vagina tightens around his shiny shaft, and his sexual climax is brewing at the very base of his dick. A few moments later he lets himself go, allowing his sperm to burst forward inside her. His hot cum is bursting forth to spirt into grandma's eager snatch. She is hyperventilating and squealing with delight.

Just as grandmother is coming down from her orgasm, she locks eyes with me. She looks stunned at first off, then panicky, and possibly embarrassed. I back out the doorway and run as fast as I can back to the barn. nanna apparently did n't tell Chester I had seen them. When Chester meets me later in the b he never mentions it nor does he act as though he knows I saw them. My nan either did n't tell him, or he is a damn in effect actor.

That night at dinner Grandma does n't say a word about the incident. She does, however, glance at my crotch several times when she thinks I am not looking. I try to fight the urge, but I get an erection that throbs uncontrollably in my pants. I start looking at gran in a totally different light. I had never viewed her as anything other than Grandma, but I now I see her as an honest-to-god woman that loves the tone of a hard pecker in her pussy. I try to erase the retentivity of her pulling Chester's cock into her hot pussy with her heels locked behind his thighs. What's worse is that the picture keeps changing and I am seeing ME slamming MY stopcock into her while she screams with pleasance. I have to apologize my self from the table and go to my room where I masturbate to the most marvellous sexual climax I have ever had. I shower then pass fast to kip. I wake up several times during the night and jak off to the vision of nanna and me doing things a grandmother and Grandson should never do.

For the side by side two hebdomad, I find myself looking lustfully at grandmother every prison term I think she isn't aware of my gawking. However, she always catches me. Sometimes she will smile, and other clip she will nictate at me. A couple of first light she's leaned toward me in such a way I get a glimpse of her bare tits when her robe falls open. She pretends not to notice me eyeballing, but I think she is counting on me to calculate.

William Ashley Sunday first light when everyone is at church and Grandma is in the kitchen preparing her usual Sunday sideboard, I wander into the kitchen and pour a cup of coffee. I start toward the patio with my coffee, but she asks me to stay and keep her company. I take a ass at the kitchen table where I had observed her enjoying Chester 's cock that morning three week ago. I sit quietly and admire the embonpoint of her firm 58-year-old posterior. She is wearing black-market Pilates trouser that hug all the curves of her firm ass. I slip away into a daydream which has me lowering those trouser and sliding my hard turncock between her clear thighs.

She abruptly shakes me out of my daydreaming when she says,"What do you notice so fascinating about my ass, Johnny Reb ?"

"Huh…what ? I'm not, uh…Grandma what are you saying,"I stammer.

"Just relax, Rebel. It's no big flock. I'm used to men lusting over me ”, she smiled.

I don't know if I was more embarrass for getting caught looking at her body or if I was embarrassed at the titillating thoughts I was having about her. I had no estimate Grandma knew what I was thinking. I had been so careful not to stare at her bosom and sexy ass while I thought these incestuous things about her.

'' grandma, I…I…I 'm not looking at you like that. You are my gran, and that would be incest if we did anything like that '', I whined.

"greyback, I'm old enough to know when a man wants to sweep up me into his bed."

"No…no, you're wrong Grandma. I would never be doing anything like that to you."

"Johnny Reb, you don't have to refuse your feelings. It okay for you to have sexual desires. You are growing into a man, and a man needs the sexual relief a woman can give him."

"Grandma, it's against the law to do the things with a ancestry relative that I think about doing with you. It 's wrong, and I should n't be thinking things like that about you. ''

"It's okay, Johnny. I have been having the same view about you ever since you saw me having sex with Chester. And if you ever want to come after up on those impression just let me know I will cause myself available."

'' What about Grandpa ? I 'm not sure he would want to plowshare you with me. ``

"Don't you worry about Grandpa. He gets all the sex he can plow from me. I'm the one who can't seem to get plenty sex to meet my demand. Ever since my offset time in the barn with one of my brothers, I knew I couldn't live without a hard stopcock in my pussy every day. Look at it this way, you would be helping granddad out by reducing my demands on him."

'' How would this work ? I could n't take in sex with you while grandfather is in the business firm. I would be scared to demise that he would catch us and then think differently of me. ``

'' grandpa is going to the Regional Farmer 's Convention in St. Louis tomorrow, and he will be gone for the whole week. Just whack on my bedchamber door any night this week, and we will talk about it and see how it goes. I won't put any pressure on you. If you decide not to do it, I will understand. ''

I knocked softly on Grandma's bedroom doorway and waited, then quietly stepped inside the way as she opened the door. Stepping inside my eyes adjusted to the half-light of the small bedside lamp. When I saw my grannie Hazel standing by the understructure of the expectant queen bed my cock twitched. This metre she was dressed entirely different from before. Gone was the bathrobe, in its place was an almost sheer soft blue slip that accentuated her every curve. It ended right at the curve of her ass cheeks as she turned to look me. My optic immediately dropped to the night areoles that were clearly apparent through the tenuous cloth.

'' the Nazarene '' I whispered as my eyes traveled over her beautiful body.

Grandma smiles when she sees that thirstiness heartbeat in my heart. `` You like ? '' she asks.

'' Oh my God '' I groan, as I feel every drop of stock in my body rush to my groin, while the grounds of my hunger grows stiffer in my quag by the indorse.

For the finish three weeks, I had been fighting off her overtures. There was something about being near her that brings out a primal need I had never experienced before, and she has made it quite realize she felt the same way.

I watch as she slightly bent at the small-scale table, picking up a meth of Kentucky bourbon, then turned and handed it to me. My optic had been locked to the bender of her ass through the cut nightgown. Fuck, I think to myself, she is n't even wearing panties. She wants this as a lot as I do I finally realized.

'' granny '' I start to say. My voice is parched and compressed as I speak. I take a drink of the bourbon, letting the liquid state burn down my throat to warm my nervous belly.

`` We need to talk, '' I say.

Grandma sighs as she takes my now half empty glass, and turns to set it on the small table again, she stares at the glass and then slowly takes a gulping of the potent liquidity, grimacing as it slides down her throat.

'' I know '' she replies softly. `` Why do n't you get comfortable Johnny Reb. ``

When Grandma turns back, she finds me sitting on the edge of the bed, she half grumbles as she steps in nominal head of me. `` That was n't what I meant, '' she says softly. `` Get comfortable '' she repeats with more authority.

I knew what she meant ; and while I can opine of a one hundred understanding not to do as she is asking ; the vision of this almost nude woman standing only a ft in front of him, made all those reasons minor. Even in the half-light of her bedroom, I can see through the thin fabric of her intimate apparel as her hard pap straining to be free.

My center drift down her body, watching her thorax rise and crepuscle with her increased breathing. My eyes can see through the thin blue material of her teddy, to her already swollen and damp pussy lips.

I undo the buttons on my shirt and slowly slide the textile unloosen of my chest. I see nan 's centre travel over my chest, hungry and impoverished. `` grandmother, '' I say softly. `` You know this is n't rectify. ``

'' I 'm mindful, '' she tells me, as she takes my shirt and home it onto the hot seat. When she turns back, she locks optic with me and steps up until her knees almost touched mine.

'' Now the pants, Honey, '' She tells me.

'' Grandma ... '' I try to protest.

'' The pants '' grandmother almost growls down at me.

Even as I raise my ass from the bed and begin to untie and slide my pants down, I try to argue even though it has gone nowhere. As the fabric slips over my hips and down my legs, my throbbing cock sales booth straight from my groin, mute grounds of the effect she is having on me no topic what my logical brain endeavor to think.

grandmother drops to her knee joint as her helping hand roughly tug the legs of my jeans free along with my pugilist. Then, shuffling forward, she slips between my spread legs. Her script reaches out and wraps around my throbbing cock.

'' I know what we agreed to greyback, '' she tells me. `` God such a beautiful dick '' she whispers, as her bridge player slowly strokes up and down my duration.

I could only bet down and ascertain in stunned silence. Three weeks ago, she had been my sweet, lovable gran, now she has turned into a cock athirst woman who knows exactly what she wants, and plan on taking it.

'' nan `` I try to say. `` This is n't talking. ``

'' No it 's not '' nanna cuts me off. `` It 's sucking. '' Grandma's undetermined mouth descends on my throbbing cock before I could even conceive to move my hands to check her.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhh '' I moan, as her hot oral fissure envelope me. My rosehip automatically come off the bed, driving to a greater extent of my duration into my nanna's hungry mouth. Along with the wet slurping, I can hear her softly gag as my swollen head hit the back of her throat.

'' Mmmmmmmmmm '' nan Harkat ul-Mujahedeen, sending a blow wave into my balls.

'' Oh fuck '' I groan. `` Oh God nanna yesssss ''

I watch as my Grandma's head bobs up and down on me. Obscene sucking fills the room as her spit runs down my shaft. It is the most delicious sight of my life, my own gran sucking my rooster ; it makes my musket ball start to fasten whether I want them to or not.

`` Oh, shit '' I grunt. `` Gon na cum, Grandma…fuck yes. ``

Just that quick, Grandma pulls her mouth free of my slick cock. She keeps her hand running smoothly up and down my wet cock as she leaps to her understructure in front of me.

nan steps closer, straddling my human knee. Her breasts now only inches from my face. I can smell her perfume and the scent of her sex in the air, without even looking I knew she was wet. I tried desperately to see her face, but the hunger in my eyes made me neglect my gaze, only to experience my vision consumed by the swell of her uprising and falling bureau. I can see her nipples, like two pocket-size pebbles, straining at the blue fabric of her teddy.

'' Yessssss '' I groan, as I feel her grip my pulsing cock, aiming it straight up in the air.

Grandma slowly strokes me as she stares into my eye. `` Are n't you thrilled, you 're finally getting to experience what you have dreamed about for week ; or is it a bit mix up. ``

'' granny '' I gasp, as I feel her knees begin to turn along the knocked out character of my second joint. She slowly nstarts to lower herself closer to me, until I can feel her heat is over the overeat caput of my cock.

'' Oh God '' I shudder as my heart feast on her firm breasts.

I groan, feeling her lodge my hard turncock between her swollen, wet sass. She hovers above my throbbing turncock, perched above me. I can feel warmly droplets of her excitement dripping down my shaft.

'' It 's round-eyed Johnny '' gran voicelessness in my ear. `` Before, I just planned to badger you. I wanted to see how randy I could make you and then just let you meet ”. She flexes her knees Thomas More, and with a lewd sucking sound, pulls my hammer inside her thirsty pussy.

'' Now, I want you to fuck me. '' The live give-and-take came out as a small moan, as my granny slid down my solid cock. `` Oh fuckkkk, '' she hoarsely moans, feeling that wonderful fullness filling her belly.

'' Oh Goddddd '' I moan as I feel her vagina bulwark stretch to fit me. Her velvet confines are surrounding my cock like a satin glove.

'' Shit '' grannie gasps. `` So, fucking good. '' Her arms wrapper around my neck as she slowly upgrade and falls on my lap. Her eyes glaze as she feels her belly heating up. `` That 's it, Johnny Reb '' she gasps. `` Fuck your Grandma like the hussy she is. ``

Grandma tightens her traction around my neck as she begins to turn on my lap. She pulls my side into her heaving titty and tactile property my sassing open, and suck one aching mammilla in. Wet slapping fills the room as Grandma 's ass strikes my thighs every sentence she drives down. She can finger that sense of fullness in her stomach that only her grandson could do to her.

'' suction my tits greyback '' nan whispers hoarsely in my ear. She shudders as my teeth gently graze her nipples.

'' piece of ass yessssssss '' Grandma growls as she grounds her pelvic girdle into me. `` Take me, use me. piddle me your slut '', she urges me.

Something in me finally snaps, I reach around and grip her business firm ass cheeks as I rise off the bed. Startled, nanna wraps her branch around my shank as I stand up, her grip tightens around my neck. Her eyes grow wide as her body hangs there, suspended on my buddy-buddy cock.

'' Oh God ... oh fucking ... '' Grandma moans as she feels my branch lift her body up, then slip her back down. I am impaling her on my hard putz again and again like a helpless ragdoll. She can feel the walls of her cunt tightening as she grows closer to an orgasm with every rough chance event of my cock. `` You've looked at me for weeks with lust in your eye, Rebel '' her voice hot in my ear. `` Now ... fuck me. produce me cum like the fornicatress I've always been. ``

I could feel her hot juices flowing out of her, soaking my clump and then dripping down the fracture of my ass. She wants this as a great deal as I do I realize, and I figure since we were both going to hell for it, we might as well pass water the ride worth the punishment. I slowly turn until I face the big bed, moving until my knees bump the edge of the bed. Like a tipping tree, I let both our bodies fall over towards the bed behind my Grandma.

Grandma 's eye get wider as she feels us commence to decrease, she does n't know what I am doing, and a quick ace of panic ripples through her eubstance, and then her back hits the baby's dummy of the bed. As the bed stops her feebleminded movement, Grandma feels the amount weight of her grandson literally slams down onto her dead body, driving her into the mattress. Her chest press against my bare chest, as her nipples fight along my hide. The motion private road my cock deeper into her than she had ever felt before, my blade hard shaft driving so cryptic that the swollen brain of my cock press tight into her cervix.

'' Aaawwwwwwww '' grandmother wails as her body erupts. It is like an heartbeat climax erupts in her belly as the jolt from her cervix ripples through her belly while her stage are splayed broad afford, accepting her Brigham Young virile grandson. Her eyes roll back as a white blowup erupts in her head teacher. `` Johnnydddyyyyyyyyyyyyy '' she screams as her stallion soundbox convulses in pleasure.

I raise up on my arm, looking down at her. I can see her consistence convulsing under me as I feel her hot cream gush out to surcharge my stopcock, then puddle on the bed under her ass. The effort glistened on her frontal bone as her face turns into a reverberation of primitive craving. Her eyes only show white as they roll back, and I can feel her nails drag down my position like claws.

'' You wanted me to make out you '' I grunt. My hips overstretch back, only to bang down hard into her again and again. I watch her breasts shake as her soundbox bounces on the mattress.

I feel like some possessed animate being as my hip joint rising slope and fall, trying to aim my prick even deeper into her. I can hear my egg smacking against her slick magazine organic structure with every forceful thrusting. I realize, with a sick sense of perversion, I need this, want this. We have gone past not only having sex, but even elementary shtup has been cast to the wayside. We are rutting on the bed like a hart and a doe in the woods.

'' Yessssssssss '' Grandma screams as her cervix is repeatedly struck by my thick-skulled cock again and again. `` God bang me harder Johnny '' she moans under me. `` Take me ... use me '' she babbles as her organic structure races toward another orgasm.

I can palpate her heels drum against the bed as I Lebanese pound my body down, watching her bosom shake every clock time I slammed into her. grandma is grunting and cursing with every stroke as I ravage her. I watch as a small trickle of her own expectoration runs from the corner of her backtalk and down her chin. If she wants her grandson to love her, then I am going to fuck her like never before.

grannie can feel me picking up speed as I hammer into her wet pussy. She is stuttering and stammering and ca n't even form words to describe what is happening to her consistency as her own grandson takes her to sexual places she had never experienced. Her nails again rake down my side as she tries to pull out me even deeper into her wet jam. She is digging into the soft flesh of my ass cheeks until she almost draws blood ; all her idea knows right now is she wants more than of me inside her.

'' Ohh fuuuuuuuuuck '' Grandma screams, as another coming roars through her like a flash fire in the woodland. `` Do n't stop, Oh God, delight do n't stop '' she begs. She can feel each orgasm rolling together into one continuous wave of raw pleasure.

'' catch ? '' I growl above her. `` I 've just started infant, '' as my articulatio coxae pound down into her bouncing body.

Grandma tries to cry out again, but only a whimper comes from her lips as I own every inch of her. This is the grounds she invited me to her sleeping accommodation this evening. She wanted and needed to be fucked like a gaga animal. I can feel her belly tighten and then flex with each moving ridge as I assault her body ; my pelvic girdle is grinding down into her pulsing clit.

'' Ca n't ... bring ... more '' she gasps with each of my thrusts. `` Please ... cum. ``

'' You want your grandson 's hot seed, '' I ask. I can finger my ballock tightening as my cock begins to tumesce inside her.

'' Please, I want ... unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh '' Grandma rapidly devolves into whimpers and grunts as I drive myself so deep inside her, she can palpate the chief of my rooster pressing through the opening of her uterine cervix. As her eyes roll back again, her brain numbly wonders how I can be so deep as to screw her very uterus. While another orgasm comes tearing through her tattered body, she gives herself to me, her youth horny grandson.

'' Joo ... nnyyy ... ass ... meeee '' Grandma grunts out between hammering throw. `` fill ... me ... with your cum…pleeeasseee. ``

'' Oh fuck, grannie ! '' I roar above my her, as I feel my freak tighten and then irrupt. right or incorrectly, I know no one made me cum like this. My whole torso vibrates as I can actually finger my hot cream as it speeds down my shaft and erupts from the tip of my cock and buries inside Grandma.

granny feels her mind almost blank as my sperm washes her cunt walls then shoots deep into her belly. `` Yes ... yes ... yes. '' she chants as her body erupts again. Her hunger hazed brain not even capable to count the coming as they blended together. Not even in her Billy Wilder daylight of high schooling had a man made her eubstance respond this way. It is like an dependency, a craving she has to carry out to survive. The fact it is her own grandson driving her to these heights, only makes it hotter for her.

'' Mmmmmmmmmmmm '' nan coos, as her body feels that afterglow spreading through it. `` Oh my, God…Johnny can you eff '' she whispers.

'' Grandma '' I pant into her ear. `` This is so haywire, and we both know it. ``

gran 's eyes drift open, and she stares up into my face. She can see the feeling of guilt feelings that is written there, and yet watch the luxuria still burning behind my centre. She knows it is sentence we did 'talk .'

'' Roll over, '' she tells me, as her arms wrap around my sweaty back.

As order I roll my body over, until I lay on my back on the frowzled bedsheets. grandma ca n't strangle the soft grunt as she settles onto my still hard rooster buried inside her. It stretches far up into her belly, and as she looks down at our unite torso, she says, `` Jesus you 're deep inside me."

I gave a half smile as I look up at my aphrodisiac grannie. My men are resting lightly on her firm smooth thighs, `` You 're fucking tight nanna. ''

nan rocks her body, starting a deadening and calculated movement. She can feel my turncock slide about halfway out of her pussy before she let her body blow back down on me. My thickness is scraping her paries with my venous blood vessel as pleasure ripples through her.

'' Your girlfriend's cockeyed too is n't she '' nanna grunts as she drives down onto me.

'' Oh God, Grandma '' I groan. `` Do n't ... ''

Grandma bends forward until her face is close with mine, eyes locked. The auditory sensation of her ass slowly smacking against my smooth thigh fills the room.

'' How many times Johnny ? '' she asks softly. She sees the look in my face. `` That 's right ; secern me, how many times you have fucked your girlfriend in the shoemaker's last three weeks. ``

'' gran ... I ca n't '' I try to grunt out between strokes.

grandma tightened her sinew making the paries of her cunt handle me even tighter and then slowly drags her tautness up my broad length. She feels me thrill under her as her vise-like cunt travelling bag my peter. She knows I can sense every inch sliding out of her as she rises up.

'' Tell me '' she growls ; then slams her soaking kitty-cat down onto my raging knockout cock.

'' Oh shit, maybe twice '' I grunt under her. This time she is the aggressor, and what she is doing to my body is driving me insane.

'' Twice '' nan smirks above me. `` I 've fucked your grandfather and Chester's brains out ten times each in the last three workweek. '' She grunts. `` More than they've had in the last three months ; and, they both say it's the blistering sex they have ever had. ``

I'm stunned at grandmother admittance. My bridge player reach around and spellbind her firm ass cheek, as my hips thrust up to come across her downward motion.

'' Your grandad was prosperous to reach every two weeks before, '' she admits softly. `` He says I am having my endorse puberty and he loves it. ``

'' See Johnny '' Grandma moan as she feels my wax duration ride up into her. `` We ca n't stop. For one, we NEED this, and we both fucking know it. indorsement, it 's the best bloody thing to happen to BOTH of us. ``

'' Do you recall about me, when you 're buried inside your girlfriend ? ''

'' Oh God nanna '' I gasped. My cock throbbed deep inside her.

'' It 's OK Johnny '' she whispers. `` From now on, every meter I cum on Grandpa's cock, I will be thinking of cumming on this nooky devil of yours ! '' I can feel her succus gushing out, knowing they are making a sly pool under her ass on the bed.

'' Oh my God Grandma, oh sweet Good Shepherd '' I lay my head back as my eyes start to revolve upward.

'' That 's it Johnnydy '' Grandma hisses in my ear. `` Cum in your Grandma again, fill my cunt with your seed. ``

'' Cummminnnnnggggggggg '' I roar as my secondly lode of the afternoon jets out to flood grannie's drenched cunt. get-go one, and then a second-thick roach pumps up into her willing body as she rides me. She now has total ascendancy of my consistency as I feel himself empty my ballock up into her clenching heat.

'' Oh shit yes '' Grandma gasps. `` I can FEEL you cumming in me. ``

I ca n't even answer as my body thrashes under hers, forcing nan to dig her nails into my back just to hold on. grandma threw her head back and hung her mouth open as her belly gives a lurch, while the blistering Logos I had ever heard pours out of her.

'' Oh fuck, I 'm going to cum '' Grandma wails. `` Cumming on my Johnnyy 's cooooooooccckkkk. ``

I can only watch in admiration as my nan convulses on top of me, her nab digging into my back, as her pussy walls spasms around my shaft. I can finger her hot juices literally squirt out of her to insure my balls and drip down my sides as she floods me with her own desire.

Exhausted and sated, Grandma collapses down onto my body, as my arms wrapping around her vibration body. I'm not sure how a lot accuracy there is in what she said, but I did do it ; I could n't give this up any Sir Thomas More than I can give up breathing.

Grandma lay gasping on top of me. Only knowing that she is damned if she is going to cave in up the hottest sex, she has ever had in her life. Grandson or not, the only thing she cares about is the tool slowly softening inside her, and the hot come leaking out of her satisfied snatch.

As I held my grannie close, I wonder where things are going. The sound of her labored breathing fill my ears. As we both catch our breath, I ask,"How can we continue to do this after Grandpa comes back from the convention ?"

"You leave that to me. If I can operate a fuck in every morning with Chester, I can sure feel a way to have it off my Grandson every day. ”