My Grandma, Hazel La Forge was a farm female child who grew up in New Madrid County, a small land community in the SE Missouri bootheel. The family farm was just over 2000 acres of ground fertile land bordering the coin bank of the Mississippi River. The dimension was flat and promiscuous to address. Each harvest was good than the previous. Great Grandpa 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 smithy family since before Missouri River became a State. In fact, Great-Great granddaddy La smithy had been a chieftain with the survey political party of Col. George VI Morgan, when he established New Madrid, Missouri in 1789. He was allowed to lay claim to the farmland as payment for his military service to Col. Morgan's outing. The farm has been passed down through the family genesis after generation. When a La smithy child married, that child and their spouse received two acres of Land to work up a home. They would keep on to dwell on the property and share in the winnings of the farm. At present, 34 kinfolk descending from Great-Great Grandpa La Forge live on the Land and study on the farm.

Grandma Hazel had four siblings ; all boys. She was the third nestling and the only female of the five shaver. Norman Thomas was the sometime child followed by, George, then nanna Hazel, later Earl and Walter, the youngest boy. Her brothers were very protective of her and chased off any boyfriend that didn't meet the gamey measure they had set for her.

Grandma Hazel worked the farm right alongside her buddy and was considered by most as being a knotty, but beautiful girlfriend. She could toss a bale of hay just as well as any of her brothers. Her body grew strong and firm. At age 17 she was the best liked and probably the best-looking girlfriend in the high school. She was average pinnacle and weight unit. She was friendly, creative and energetic, but could also be very swollen and a bit mean.

When she was in high schooltime, she had sandy blond hair, a fair complexion, sparkling low eyes, recollective slender legs, a house circle ass and pap that any Playboy Bunny would die for. She always wore her tomentum in a ponytail to keep it out of the way when she worked around farm machinery. Any other time her haircloth flowed down over her berm. Physically, Grandma Pomaderris apetala is still in pretty right shape. Her teat are more substantial and probably sag because of her age. She is still an attractive woman, but now she has bronze weathered skin with some crease from working in the sun, grayish hair due to old age and fag out juicy eyes.

Shortly after Hazel's 18th birthday, she began to particular date a local boy by the name of Andrew Winston. hazel 's sidekick gave him a tough time at maiden, but after they had dated for several month, her brother George V started talking up a wedding between hazelnut and Andrew Winston. Everyone thought George had lost his idea. hazel and Saint Andrew the Apostle hadn't known each other long enough to contemplate wedlock. However, George V was insistent that they are allowed to marry and also be given a discussion section of land to establish a plate. Saint Andrew the Apostle was a timid man and didn't expressage himself one way or the other about the proposed wedding. He just kind of went along with the flow. He was probably afraid of Grandma's brothers.

Within a month Saint Andrew the Apostle and Hazel were married, and within the pursue eight months she delivered a good for you baby boy. Andrew bragged about his new son, but it was rumored that Hazel's brother George was probably the baby's unfeigned father. hazelnut tree and Saint Andrew the Apostle went on to get three Sir Thomas More nipper ; one girl and two more boys. My Dad was one of those boys.

My name is Rebel, and I spend most 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 crime syndicate yields to her leaders. She runs everything, and no one challenges her authority. The farm turns a huge earnings every year under grandmother 's leadership and the whole class delights in getting their shares. The work is, but it does wonderment for my strength and weightiness. I have learned to handle a Basel of hay just as well as any of the other farmhands.

My favored farmhand to forge with is Chester Johnson. He is a twenty-eight-year-old black man who is working summers to pay his grad school day tuition. He is working towards a Masters of Agricultural Economics. He has an undergraduate degree in patronage subject area. He is undimmed and considerate, but can also be very sneaky and a bit devious.

He is an old time Christian who defines himself as sexually straight. Physically, Bob is in pretty ripe physical body. He is magniloquent with dark skin, lightlessness hair and dark brown eyes. Chester grew up in a middle-class Negro neighbourhood. He was raised by his mother ; his father was sent to prison when he was young and never returned. Chester is one of the hardest doer I have ever known. He has taught me many things about running a farm for profit.

Our dawning always start around five o'clock. Chester arrives at five, and Grandma serves a large land breakfast fill out with eggs, bacon or sausage balloon, biscuits or pledge, and Milk gravy or grits. nan believes everyone who works a farm should get going their workday with a hearty breakfast. What one of her darling says is ; `` Eat breakfast like a King, tiffin 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 handicraft like making surely all fencing are inviolate, tend to livestock, and some plowing during planting season. I usually start in the barn while Chester helps Grandma with sorting account and paying eyeshade. His college academic degree in business subject field is why Grandma lets him help oneself her with the paperwork.

One morning I forgot my employment gloves, so I had to fall 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-to-do. When I step through the back up door into the kitchen, I observe nanna laying on the breakfast table with her bathrobe undetermined and no clothes under her robe.

Chester is standing between her legs. His bloomers are around his ankles, and his big black cock is slowly moving in and out of nan 's kitty. They did n't hear me return to the business firm, so I stood frozen in lieu as I watch. She seems almost spellbound by his big pitch-black rooster. Her legs are around his waistline, and her heels are hooked around the back of his second joint pulling his cock back in every clip he eases it out to the edge of her pussy. His cock looks like it is at least a foot long and she is absorbing it all in her kitty. Her irreverent bosom are on exhibit, her tit hard, her fingers running over her own trunk so sensually. I get hard just watching. I have the impulse to jack-off, but I am afraid they will catch me. It looks like the feelings she is drawing through his hardness are just incredible. He is looking down at her list second joint parted for him, at her graying pubic hair, and at her cunt that is instinctively squeezing and then releasing on his heavily shaft.

He keeps up a steady rhythmic humping and somehow does n't explode right away. It is a miracle he doesn't climax immediately considering the receptive overload grannie is putting him through. I can severalize by his grunting and breathing that he is close, but he apparently does n't desire it to end, so he holds on and steadily continues to pump away on grannie's kitty-cat. He is sweating profusely, but it looks like he never wants it to stop fucking her.

Grandma is pinching and pulling her mamilla as he moves his cock in and out. She is rolling her hard nipples in her fingertips and looking into his eyes as she milks his thick disastrous shaft with her fast pussy. I stand spellbound watching her biting her lip, and both of them moaning melodiously. He casually reaches up to touch her knocker himself, and as the rhythm between them intensifies, she pulls him down to kiss his mouth before whispering into his ear : `` You feel incredible inside me, Chester. sustain fucking me until I faint again. ``

Her words almost make him erupt inside her, but somehow, he manages to entertain on longer. But now it seems that she ca n't hold onto to her own sexual climax. Chester seems to recognize the star sign of her approaching orgasm, and soon decent she is getting there. Locked together with Chester on top, the two of them seem to be trying to push themselves together, to attain as very much touch as is humanly possible. Their backtalk are pressed together, her breasts squashed against his breast and as he grinds his cock into her, he places his hands on her smooth butt to pull himself as far into her as possible to maximize the genius of his cock moving inside her exquisite pussy.

Grandma is shaking and almost yell by the time she hit the peak of her climax, and if she is feeling anything like the champion I am feeling, I can understand why. I am almost to the percentage point of Cumming in my own pants. As she yelps and shudders, her vagina tightens around his shiny shaft, and his climax is brewing at the very base of his peter. A few mo later he lets himself go, allowing his sperm to burst away inside her. His hot cum is bursting Forth to gush into grandma's eagre snatch. She is hyperventilating and squealing with delight.

Just as Grandma is coming down from her orgasm, she locks eyes with me. She looks stunned at first, then terrified, and possibly embarrassed. I back out the door and run as fast as I can back to the barn. Grandma apparently did n't narrate 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 grandma either did n't severalize him, or he is a damn good actor.

That nighttime at dinner Grandma does n't say a tidings about the incident. She does, however, glance at my crotch respective times when she thinks I am not looking. I try to fight the impulse, but I get an hard-on that throbs uncontrollably in my bloomers. I start looking at Grandma in a unscathed different light source. I had never viewed her as anything early than granny, but I now I see her as an senior fair sex that loves the smell of a hard cock in her pussycat. I try to rub out the memory of her pulling Chester's cock into her hot kitty with her heels locked behind his second joint. What's worse is that the picture keeps changing and I am seeing ME slamming MY cock into her while she screams with delight. I have to apologize my ego from the table and go to my room where I masturbate to the most fantastic orgasm I have ever had. I shower then fall fast to slumber. I wake up several times during the Nox and jack off to the visions of Grandma and me doing things a gran and Grandson should never do.

For the following two weeks, I find myself looking lustfully at Grandma every time I think she isn't aware of my gawking. However, she always catches me. Sometimes she will smile, and early times she will wink at me. A mates of dawn 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 wait.

William Ashley Sunday morning when everyone is at church building and nanna is in the kitchen preparing her common Sunday buffet, I wander into the kitchen and pour a cup of coffee. I start toward the patio with my coffee, but she asks me to detain and keep her troupe. I take a seat at the kitchen tabular array where I had observed her enjoying Chester 's cock that first light three weeks ago. I sit quietly and admire the embonpoint of her house 58-year-old seat. She is wearing black Pontius Pilate pants that hug all the curves of her firm ass. I slip away into a daydream which has me lowering those pants and sliding my hard cock between her well-defined thighs.

She abruptly shakes me out of my castle in the air when she says,"What do you find so fascinating about my ass, Johnny Reb ?"

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

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

I don't know if I was more embarrassed for getting caught looking at her eubstance or if I was embarrassed at the erotic thoughts I was having about her. I had no approximation Grandma knew what I was thinking. I had been so careful not to stare at her tits and sexy ass while I thought these incestuous matter about her.

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

"Johnny, I'm old enough to know when a man wants to haul me into his bed."

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

"Johnny, 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 easement a cleaning lady can give him."

"Grandma, it's against the law to do the things with a stock congener 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 like opinion about you ever since you saw me having sex with Chester. And if you ever want to follow up on those touch just let me screw I will make myself available."

'' What about granddad ? I 'm not indisputable he would want to share you with me. ``

"Don't you worry about granddad. He gets all the sex he can handle from me. I'm the one who can't seem to get enough sex to meet my need. Ever since my world-class time in the b with one of my crony, I knew I couldn't live without a hard cock in my puss every day. Look at it this way, you would be helping Grandpa out by reducing my demand on him."

'' How would this work ? I could n't accept sex with you while grandpa is in the firm. I would be scared to expiry 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 completely hebdomad. Just bang on my sleeping room door any night this week, and we will talk about it and see how it goes. I won't put any imperativeness on you. If you decide not to do it, I will see. ''

I knocked softly on gran's bedroom door 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-scale bedside lamp. When I saw my grandma Hazel standing by the foot of the large king bed my cock twitched. This time she was dressed entirely different from before. Gone was the bathrobe, in its lieu was an almost sheer soft blue shimmy that accentuated her every curve. It ended right at the curve of her ass brass as she turned to front me. My eyes immediately dropped to the dark areoles that were clearly evident through the lean cloth.

'' Jesus '' I whispered as my oculus traveled over her beautiful body.

gran smiles when she sees that hungriness New York minute in my center. `` You like ? '' she asks.

'' Oh my God '' I groan, as I feel every dip of rakehell in my body rush to my groin, while the evidence of my thirst grows stiffer in my slacks by the moment.

For the last three hebdomad, I had been fighting off her overture. There was something about being near her that brings out a cardinal need I had never experienced before, and she has made it quite well-defined she felt the same way.

I watch as she slightly bent at the humble table, picking up a glass of Kentucky bourbon, then turned and handed it to me. My eyes had been locked to the curved shape of her ass through the thin night-robe. Fuck, I think to myself, she is n't even wearing panties. She wants this as much as I do I finally realized.

'' grandmother '' I start to say. My representative is parched and blind drunk as I speak. I take a drink of the bourbon, letting the liquid burn down my throat to warm my skittish belly.

`` We need to babble out, '' I say.

Grandma sighs as she takes my now half empty glass, and turns to set it on the belittled board again, she stares at the field glass and then slowly takes a gulp of the potent liquid, grimacing as it slides down her throat.

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

When gran turns back, she finds me sitting on the boundary of the bed, she half grumbles as she steps in movement of me. `` That was n't what I meant, '' she says softly. `` Get comfy '' she repeats with more authority.

I knew what she meant ; and while I can cerebrate of a one C reasons not to do as she is asking ; the sight of this almost naked woman standing only a foundation in battlefront of him, made all those reasons minor. Even in the half-light of her bedroom, I can see through the thin fabric of her lingerie as her hard nipples straining to be free.

My eyes drift down her body, watching her chest advance and fall with her increased external respiration. My eyes can see through the tenuous blue material of her teddy, to her already swollen and moist kitty-cat lips.

I undo the buttons on my shirt and slowly slide the cloth liberate of my bureau. I see grandma 's eye travel over my thorax, hungry and destitute. `` Grandma, '' I say softly. `` You know this is n't right. ``

'' I 'm aware, '' she tells me, as she takes my shirt and home it onto the death chair. When she turns back, she locks eyes 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 '' Grandma almost growls down at me.

Even as I raise my ass from the bed and begin to loosen and slip my pants down, I try to contend even though it has gone nowhere. As the cloth slips over my rosehip and down my ramification, my throbbing cock stands straight from my groin, silent evidence of the effect she is having on me no topic what my lucid brain tries to think.

Grandma drops to her knee joint as her hands roughly tug the peg of my jeans free along with my drawers. Then, shuffling forward, she slips between my spread legs. Her hand reaches out and wind around my throbbing cock.

'' I know what we agreed to Rebel, '' she tells me. `` God such a beautiful pecker '' she whispers, as her hand slowly strokes up and down my length.

I could only reckon down and watch in stunned secrecy. Three week ago, she had been my sweet, lovable grandma, now she has turned into a dick hungry woman who knows exactly what she wants, and design on taking it.

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

'' No it 's not '' nan cuts me off. `` It 's sucking. '' grannie's open mouth descends on my throbbing cock before I could even think to move my hands to stop her.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhh '' I moan, as her hot mouth envelopes me. My hip joint automatically come off the bed, driving Thomas More of my length into my gran's hungry oral cavity. Along with the wet slurping, I can get word her softly gag as my swollen read/write head hit the back of her throat.

'' Mmmmmmmmmm '' nanna hums, sending a shock Wave into my balls.

'' Oh screw '' I groan. `` Oh God gran yesssss ''

I watch as my nanna's head bobs up and down on me. Obscene sucking fills the room as her spittle runs down my tool. It is the most delightful passel of my sprightliness, my own gran sucking my putz ; it makes my lump start to reduce whether I want them to or not.

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

Just that quick, Grandma pulls her mouth free of my silken dick. She keeps her mitt running smoothly up and down my wet rotating shaft as she leaps to her base in front of me.

Grandma steps closer, straddling my knees. Her breasts now only inches from my face. I can smack her perfume and the odour of her sex in the air, without even looking I knew she was wet. I tried desperately to see her face, but the hungriness in my eyes made me sink my gaze, only to have my vision consumed by the swell of her rising and falling chest. I can see her mammilla, like two small pebbles, straining at the blue cloth of her teddy.

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

Grandma slowly strokes me as she stares into my eyes. `` Are n't you throb, you 're finally getting to experience what you have dreamed about for weeks ; or is it a bit fuddle. ``

'' Grandma '' I gasp, as I feel her stifle begin to flex along the outer part of my thighs. She slowly nstarts to turn down herself closer to me, until I can feel her heat is over the congested head of my cock.

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

I groan, feeling her hunting lodge my hard peter between her swollen, wet mouth. She hovers above my throbbing cock, perched above me. I can find affectionate droplets of her excitement dripping down my shaft.

'' It 's unsubdivided Johnny '' grandma rustling in my ear. `` Before, I just planned to tease you. I wanted to see how horny I could make you and then just let you suffer ”. She flexes her knees more, and with a lewd sucking speech sound, drag my cock inside her athirst pussy.

'' Now, I want you to fuck me. '' The last discussion came out as a small groan, as my granny slid down my self-colored beam. `` Oh fuckkkk, '' she hoarsely moan, feeling that marvelous fullness filling her belly.

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

'' Shit '' nanna pant. `` So, fucking good. '' Her blazon wrap around my neck as she slowly rises and falls on my lap. Her eye glaze as she feels her belly heating up. `` That 's it, greyback '' she gasps. `` piece of tail your grandma like the strumpet she is. ``

Grandma tightens her grip around my neck as she begins to turn on my lap. She pulls my brass into her heaving white meat and tone my mouth open, and suck one aching pap in. Wet slapping fills the room as Grandma 's ass strikes my thighs every time she drives down. She can feel that sense of fullness in her belly that only her grandson could do to her.

'' sucking my tits Rebel '' grandmother rustling hoarsely in my ear. She shudders as my teeth gently graze her nipples.

'' fucking yessssssss '' nan growls as she grounds her pelvis into me. `` Take me, use me. piddle me your slovenly woman '', she urges me.

Something in me finally snaps, I reach around and fascinate her firm ass cheeks as I rise off the bed. Startled, Grandma wraps her pegleg around my waist as I stand up, her grip tightens around my neck. Her eyes turn wide as her body hangs there, suspended on my thick cock.

'' Oh God ... oh piece of ass ... '' granny moans as she feels my arms lift her body up, then slide her back down. I am impaling her on my arduous shaft again and again like a helpless ragdoll. She can experience the walls of her cunt tightening as she grows unaired to an orgasm with every scratchy stroke of my tool. `` You've looked at me for weeks with lust in your eyes, Johnny '' her part hot in my ear. `` Now ... fuck me. gain me cum like the slut I've always been. ``

I could palpate her hot juices flowing out of her, soaking my balls and then dripping down the cleft of my ass. She wants this as much as I do I see, and I figure since we were both going to hell for it, we might as well hit the ride worth the punishment. I slowly turn until I face the large bed, moving until my articulatio genus 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 eyes grow wider as she feels us take up to fall, she does n't know what I am doing, and a quick sensation of panic rippling through her body, and then her spine hits the comforter of the bed. As the bed stops her backwards motion, grandmother feels the total system of weights of her grandson literally slams down onto her eubstance, driving her into the mattress. Her breasts puppy love against my bare chest, as her tit scrap along my skin. The motility campaign my cock deeper into her than she had ever felt before, my blade hard shaft driving so deep that the intumesce headland of my cock press tight into her cervix.

'' Aaawwwwwwww '' nan wails as her eubstance erupts. It is like an instant climax erupts in her belly as the shock absorber from her cervix ripples through her belly while her legs are splayed wide open, accepting her young virile grandson. Her eyes roll back as a white explosion erupts in her head. `` Johnnydddyyyyyyyyyyyyy '' she screams as her entire body convulses in pleasure.

I raise up on my munition, looking down at her. I can see her consistency convulsing under me as I feel her hot emollient effusion out to hook my rooster, then pass water on the bed under her ass. The fret glistened on her forehead as her human face turns into a retort of primitive craving. Her optic only show white as they roll back, and I can feel her nails drag down my sides like claws.

'' You wanted me to screw you '' I grunt. My hips pull back, only to slam down hard into her again and again. I watch her titty shake as her eubstance bouncing on the mattress.

I feel like some demoniacal animal as my hip joint rise and nightfall, trying to aim my cock even deeper into her. I can pick up my balls smacking against her slick down body with every forceful thrust. I realize, with a sick sense of sexual perversion, I need this, want this. We have gone past times not only having sex, but even wide-eyed shag has been cast to the roadside. We are rutting on the bed like a stag and a doe in the woods.

'' Yessssssssss '' grannie screams as her neck is repeatedly struck by my thick cock again and again. `` God fuck me harder Johnny '' she moans under me. `` Take me ... use me '' she babbles as her body races toward another orgasm.

I can experience her heels barrel against the bed as I Sudanese pound my organic structure down, watching her tits shake every fourth dimension I slammed into her. Grandma is grunting and cursing with every solidus as I ravage her. I watch as a small trickle of her own spit discharge from the corner of her mouthpiece and down her chin. If she wants her grandson to make love her, then I am going to have it off her like never before.

nanna can finger me picking up swiftness as I hammer into her wet slit. She is stuttering and stammering and ca n't even form word of honor to describe what is happening to her body as her own grandson takes her to sexual places she had never experienced. Her nails again rake down my face as she tries to pull me even deeper into her wet pickle. She is digging into the soft figure of my ass boldness until she almost draws blood ; all her head knows right now is she wants Thomas More of me inside her.

'' Ohh fuuuuuuuuuck '' granny belly laugh, as another orgasm roars through her like a wink fervour 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.

'' plosive ? '' I growl above her. `` I 've just started baby, '' as my coxa pound down into her bouncing body.

granny tries to cry out again, but only a whimper comes from her lips as I own every inch of her. This is the reason she invited me to her bedroom this eve. She wanted and needed to be fucked like a wild animal. I can experience her belly tighten and then turn with each undulation as I assault her consistency ; my renal pelvis is grinding down into her pulsing clit.

'' Ca n't ... acquire ... Sir Thomas More '' she gasps with each of my thrusts. `` Please ... cum. ``

'' You want your grandson 's hot seed, '' I ask. I can finger my balls tightening as my prick begins to intumesce inside her.

'' Please, I want ... unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh '' Grandma rapidly devolves into whimpers and grunt as I drive myself so deep inside her, she can feel the pass of my cock pressing through the opening move of her cervix. As her heart roll back again, her mind numbly wonders how I can be so abstruse as to fuck her very womb. While another orgasm comes tearing through her shatter body, she gives herself to me, her young horny grandson.

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

'' Oh roll in the hay, grandmother ! '' I roar above my her, as I feel my nuts tighten and then explode. right field or damage, I know no one made me cum like this. My unhurt physical structure vibrates as I can actually feel my hot ointment as it speeds down my jibe and erupts from the tip of my cock and buries inside Grandma.

Grandma feels her thinker almost vacuous as my sperm washes her pussy walls then shoots deep into her belly. `` Yes ... yes ... yes. '' she chants as her consistence erupts again. Her crave hazed mind not even able to reckon the orgasm as they blended together. Not even in her Samuel Wilder days of gamey school had a man made her body respond this way. It is like an addiction, a craving she has to fulfill to survive. The fact it is her own grandson driving her to these tiptop, only makes it spicy for her.

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

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

Grandma 's eye heading open, and she stares up into my brass. She can see the look of guilt that is written there, and yet watch the lust still burning behind my eyes. She knows it is clock time we did 'talk .'

'' pealing over, '' she tells me, as her blazonry wrapper around my sweaty back.

As coherent I roll my organic structure over, until I lay on my back on the rumpled bedsheets. Grandma ca n't stifle the flaccid oink as she settles onto my still hard prick buried inside her. It stretches far up into her belly, and as she looks down at our joined organic structure, she says, `` Jesus you 're deep inside me."

I gave a half smile as I look up at my sexy Grandma. My manus are resting lightly on her firm smooth thighs, `` You 're fucking plastered Grandma. ''

nan rocks her soundbox, starting a tiresome and debate motion. She can feel my stopcock slide about halfway out of her snatch before she let her dead body drift back down on me. My thickness is scraping her walls with my veins as pleasure ripples through her.

'' Your lady friend's tight too is n't she '' grandma oink as she drives down onto me.

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

grandma bends forward until her face is close with mine, heart locked. The sound of her ass slowly smacking against my polish thighs fills the room.

'' How many times Johnny Reb ? '' she asks softly. She sees the feel in my face. `` That 's right ; tell me, how many times you have fucked your girlfriend in the lowest three workweek. ``

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

grandmother tightened her brawn making the wall of her slit handgrip me even tighter and then slowly drags her tightness up my full length. She feels me shudder under her as her vise-like puss grips my tool. She knows I can feel every inch sliding out of her as she rises up.

'' narrate me '' she growls ; then slams her soaking pussy down onto my raging hard cock.

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

'' Twice '' gran smirks above me. `` I 've fucked your granddad and Chester's brains out ten meter each in the final three workweek. '' She grunts. `` More than they've had in the go three month ; and, they both say it's the hottest sex they have ever had. ``

I'm stunned at Grandma admission. My men reach around and grip her house ass cheeks, as my hips thrust up to meet her downward motion.

'' Your granddad was lucky to make every two workweek before, '' she admits softly. `` He says I am having my secondly puberty and he loves it. ``

'' See Johnny Reb '' grannie groans as she feels my to the full distance drive up into her. `` We ca n't stop. For one, we NEED this, and we both fucking know it. Second, it 's the best damn matter to bechance to BOTH of us. ``

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

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

'' It 's OK Johnny '' she whispers. `` From now on, every time I cum on Grandpa's cock, I will be thinking of cumming on this fucking monster of yours ! '' I can palpate her juices gushing out, knowing they are making a slick down puddle under her ass on the bed.

'' Oh my God Grandma, oh sweet Deliverer '' I lay my head back as my eye start to revolve upward.

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

'' Cummminnnnnggggggggg '' I roar as my s load of the afternoon reverse lightning out to flood grandmother's drenched pussy. first gear one, and then a second-thick rope pumps up into her willing body as she rides me. She now has total controller of my body as I feel himself empty my balls up into her clenching heat.

'' Oh shit yes '' grannie pant. `` I can FEEL you cumming in me. ``

I ca n't even do as my body thrashes under hers, forcing gran to dig her nails into my back just to hold on. Grandma threw her head back and hung her mouth exposed as her belly gives a stagger, while the spicy intelligence I had ever heard pours out of her.

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

I can only watch in marvel as my Grandma convulses on top of me, her smash digging into my back, as her pussycat rampart spasms around my hammer. I can experience her hot juices literally squirt out of her to cover my balls and drop 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 trembling body. I'm not sure how much truth there is in what she said, but I did make love ; I could n't give this up any More than I can break up breathing.

nanna lay gasping on top of me. Only knowing that she is damned if she is going to give up the raging sex, she has ever had in her spirit. Grandson or not, the only thing she cares about is the cock slowly softening inside her, and the hot come leaking out of her satisfied pussy.

As I held my nan closing, I wonder where things are going. The phone of her labored breathing fill my ear. As we both catch our breather, I ask,"How can we continue to do this after Grandpa comes back from the convention ?"

"You leave that to me. If I can work a screw in every morning with Chester, I can sure discover a way to sleep together my Grandson every day. ”