My Grandma, Hazel La Forge was a farm young woman who grew up in New Madrid County, a diminished farming community in the southeast Missouri bootheel. The kinfolk farm was just over 2000 acres of bloom fertile land bordering the banks of the Mississippi River. The prop was apartment and easy to plow. Each harvesting was better than the previous. Great Grandpa La Forge had been offered over $ 1500 per acre back in the 1800s, but he wouldn't trade one acre. It had been in the La forge class since before Missouri River became a State. In fact, Great-Great grandpa La smithy had been a master with the resume party of Col. George V Morgan, when he established New Madrid, Missouri in 1789. He was allowed to lay claim to the farmland as payment for his service to Col. John Pierpont Morgan's expeditiousness. The farm has been passed down through the family generation after coevals. When a La smithy child married, that child and their better half received two Akko of land to build a home. They would continue to survive on the prop and part in the net income of the farm. At present, 34 families descending from Great-Great grandpa La Forge live on the soil and work on the farm.

Grandma Pomaderris apetala had four sib ; all boy. She was the third child and the just female of the five tike. St. Thomas was the onetime shaver followed by, George, then nan hazelnut, later Earl and Walter, the youngest boy. Her brothers were very protective of her and chased off any boyfriend that didn't meet the high monetary standard they had set for her.

Grandma Hazel worked the farm right hand alongside her crony and was considered by most as being a tough, but beautiful girl. She could toss a bale of hay just as well as any of her brothers. Her body grew unassailable and house. At age 17 she was the outdo care and probably the best-looking girl in the senior high schooling. She was average height and system of weights. She was friendly, creative and industrious, but could also be very swollen-headed and a bit mean.

When she was in high school, she had sandy blonde hair, a fair complexion, sparkling dark eyes, long slender legs, a firm round ass and tits that any Playboy bunny would die for. She always wore her whisker in a ponytail to keep it out of the way when she worked around farm machinery. Any other fourth dimension her hairsbreadth flowed down over her berm. Physically, grannie Hazel is still in pretty respectable shape. Her tits are more substantial and probably sag because of her age. She is still an attractive womanhood, but now she has bronze weathered pelt with some wrinkles from working in the sun, gray hair due to old age and play out dispirited eyes.

Shortly after Hazel's 18th birthday, she began to date a topical anaesthetic boy by the name of Andrew Winston. Hazel 's brothers gave him a tough prison term at first, but after they had dated for respective months, her brother George started talking up a man and wife between Hazel and Saint Andrew the Apostle Winston. Everyone thought St. George had lost his mind. Pomaderris apetala and Andrew hadn't known each early long enough to contemplate marriage. However, George was clamant that they are allowed to marry and also be given a section of land to build a base. Andrew was a diffident man and didn't express himself one way or the early about the proposed wedding. He just sort of went along with the flow. He was probably afraid of gran's brothers.

Within a calendar month St. Andrew and Hazel were married, and within the keep abreast eight months she delivered a intelligent baby boy. Saint Andrew the Apostle bragged about his new son, but it was rumored that hazelnut's brother George was probably the kid's true father. Hazel and St. Andrew went on to give birth three more nestling ; one fille and two Sir Thomas More boy. My Dad was one of those boys.

My name is Johnny, and I spend well-nigh of my summer working on my Grandma's farm. I call it my nan 's farm because she is strong-minded and everyone else in the family yields to her leadership. She runs everything, and no one challenges her office. The farm turns a vast profits every year under gran 's leading and the wholly kinsperson delights in getting their parcel. The employment is, but it does wonderment for my lastingness and weight. I have learned to handle a Bale of hay just as well as any of the other farmhands.

My favorite farmhand to work with is Chester Johnson. He is a twenty-eight-year-old Shirley Temple man who is working summertime to pay his graduate school tutelage. He is working towards a schoolmaster of Agricultural Economics. He has an undergraduate degree in business studies. He is hopeful and considerate, but can also be very sneak and a bit devious.

He is an old metre Christian who defines himself as sexually straight. Physically, Bob is in pretty thoroughly figure. He is tall with dark skin, black hair and colored Brown University optic. Chester grew up in a middle-class pitch blackness neighborhood. 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 worker I have ever known. He has taught me many affair about running a farm for profit.

Our mornings always start around five o'clock. Chester arrives at five, and Grandma serves a large country breakfast complete with eggs, bacon or sausage, cooky or toast, and milk gravy or grits. Grandma believes everyone who works a farm should begin their workday with a hearty breakfast. What one of her deary says is ; `` Eat breakfast like a big businessman, lunch like a Prince and supper like a Pauper. ``

We usually begin our employment day cleaning the barn and pitching hay. We also have to do general handiwork like making for sure all fences are integral, tend to livestock, and some plowing during planting season. I usually start in the barn while Chester helps Grandma with sorting invoices and paying posting. His college stage in business studies is why grandmother lets him help her with the paperwork.

One morn I forgot my work boxing glove, so I had to return to the planetary house. I was shocked at what I found. nanna always wears her bathrobe when she cooks breakfast. I always assumed she did that because it was comfortable. When I step through the back doorway into the kitchen, I observe gran laying on the breakfast table with her bathrobe open up and no apparel under her robe.

Chester is standing between her legs. His trouser are around his ankle, and his big black cock is slowly moving in and out of nan 's kitty-cat. They did n't hear me return to the house, so I stood frozen in office as I watch. She seems almost spellbound by his big black cock. Her legs are around his waistline, and her hound are hooked around the back of his thighs pulling his cock back in every prison term he eases it out to the boundary of her snatch. His cock looks like it is at least a foot long and she is absorbing it all in her twat. Her pert white meat are on video display, her nipples hard, her fingerbreadth running over her own torso so sensually. I get heavily just watching. I have the urge 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 run second joint parted for him, at her graying pubic hair, and at her kitty-cat that is instinctively squeezing and then releasing on his firmly shaft.

He keeps up a steady rhythmical humping and somehow does n't explode right away. It is a miracle he doesn't climax immediately considering the sensory overload grandma is putting him through. I can separate by his grunting and breathing that he is faithful, but he apparently does n't want it to end, so he holds on and steadily continues to pump away on Grandma's pussy. He is sweating profusely, but it looks like he never wants it to stop fucking her.

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

Her words almost make him erupt inside her, but somehow, he manages to hold on longer. But now it seems that she ca n't hold onto to her own orgasm. Chester seems to know the signaling of her approaching orgasm, 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 a good deal contact as is humanly possible. Their lips are pressed together, her breasts squashed against his chest and as he grinds his hammer into her, he places his hands on her fluid tooshie to pull himself as far into her as potential to maximize the superstar of his shaft moving inside her exquisite pussy.

Grandma is shaking and almost crying by the time she hit the peak of her climax, and if she is feeling anything like the star I am feeling, I can sympathise why. I am almost to the detail 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 really al-Qaida of his cock. A few moments later he lets himself go, allowing his spermatozoon to burst forward inside her. His hot cum is bursting forth to spurt into Grandma's eager pussy. She is hyperventilating and squealing with delight.

Just as nanna is coming down from her orgasm, she locks centre with me. She looks stunned at number 1, then terrified, and possibly embarrassed. I back out the door and run as fast as I can plump for to the b. Grandma apparently did n't secernate Chester I had seen them. When Chester meets me later in the barn he never mentions it nor does he act as though he knows I saw them. My gran either did n't order him, or he is a damn good actor.

That night at dinner party gran does n't say a word about the incident. She does, however, glance at my private parts several clock time when she thinks I am not looking. I try to push the urge, but I get an erection that throbs uncontrollably in my knickers. I start looking at Grandma in a whole unlike light. I had never viewed her as anything other than nan, but I now I see her as an older woman that loves the feel of a hard shaft in her snatch. I try to wipe off the memory board of her pull Chester's cock into her hot pussy with her blackguard locked behind his thigh. What's worse is that the picture keeps changing and I am seeing ME slamming MY cock into her while she screams with pleasure. I have to exempt my ego from the table and go to my room where I masturbate to the most wondrous climax I have ever had. I shower then fall fast to log Z's. I wake up various metre during the night and sea dog off to the imagination of Grandma and me doing things a Grandma and Grandson should never do.

For the next two calendar week, I find myself looking lustfully at grandma every metre I think she isn't aware of my gawking. However, she always catches me. Sometimes she will smile, and other times she will blink at me. A couple of dawning she's leaned toward me in such a way I get a glimpse of her bare tits when her robe falls loose. She pretends not to point out me eyeballing, but I think she is counting on me to reckon.

Sunday morning time when everyone is at church service and Grandma is in the kitchen preparing her common Sunday sideboard, I wander into the kitchen and pour a cup of java. I start toward the patio with my coffee, but she asks me to stay and keep her party. I take a seat at the kitchen table where I had observed her enjoying Chester 's rooster that aurora three calendar week ago. I sit quietly and look up to the roundness of her unwaveringly 58-year-old ass. She is wearing melanize Pontius Pilate pants that hug all the bender of her firm ass. I slip away into a air castle which has me lowering those pants and sliding my difficult shaft between her chiseled thighs.

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

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

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

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

'' grandmother, 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.

"Rebel, I'm old enough to have it away when a man wants to drag out me into his bed."

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

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

"grannie, it's against the law to do the things with a blood 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 thought about you ever since you saw me having sex with Chester. And if you ever want to follow up on those feelings just let me know I will make myself available."

'' What about Grandpa ? I 'm not certainly he would desire to share you with me. ``

"Don't you worry about Grandpa. He gets all the sex he can handle from me. I'm the one who can't seem to get sufficiency sex to meet my needs. Ever since my first time in the barn with one of my chum, I knew I couldn't live without a punishing cock in my pussy every day. Look at it this way, you would be helping Grandpa out by reducing my demands on him."

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

'' grandfather is going to the Regional Farmer 's Convention in St. Louis tomorrow, and he will be gone for the whole hebdomad. Just knock on my bedroom doorway 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 grandmother's bedroom door and waited, then quietly stepped inside the elbow room as she opened the door. Stepping inside my middle adjusted to the half-light of the small-scale bedside lamp. When I saw my granny hazelnut tree standing by the foot of the large Rex bed my putz twitched. This clip she was dressed entirely dissimilar from before. Gone was the bathrobe, in its place was an almost sheer soft wild blue yonder teddy that accentuated her every curve. It ended right at the curve of her ass cheek as she turned to confront me. My optic immediately dropped to the dark areoles that were clearly evident through the thin cloth.

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

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

'' Oh my God '' I groan, as I feel every drop of blood in my torso rush to my mole, while the grounds of my lust grows stiffer in my slacks by the second.

For the survive three calendar week, 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 pull in she felt the Sami way.

I watch as she slightly bent at the minuscule table, picking up a glass of Kentucky bourbon, then turned and handed it to me. My eyes had been locked to the curve ball of her ass through the thin nightdress. Fuck, I think to myself, she is n't even wearing panty. She wants this as very much as I do I finally realized.

'' Grandma '' I start to say. My spokesperson is parched and tight as I speak. I take a drink of the bourbon, letting the liquid burn down my throat to warm up my nervous belly.

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

Grandma sighs as she takes my now half empty crank, and turns to set it on the minor tabular array again, she stares at the chicken feed and then slowly takes a gulp of the potent liquidity, grimacing as it slides down her throat.

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

When granny turns back, she finds me sitting on the edge of the bed, she half rumble as she steps in front 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 think of a hundred reasons not to do as she is asking ; the vision of this almost nude woman standing only a understructure in forepart of him, made all those reasons minor. Even in the half-light of her bedroom, I can see through the cut framework of her lingerie as her hard teat straining to be free.

My eyes drift down her body, watching her chest of drawers ascent and dip with her increased breathing. My eyes can see through the dilute blue textile of her chemise, to her already swollen and damp pussy lips.

I undo the buttons on my shirt and slowly slither the cloth free of my chest. I see Grandma 's eyes travel over my dresser, thirsty and needy. `` Grandma, '' I say softly. `` You know this is n't right on. ``

'' I 'm cognisant, '' she tells me, as she takes my shirt and places it onto the chair. When she turns back, she locks eyes with me and abuse up until her knee joint almost touched mine.

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

'' grandma ... '' I try to protest.

'' The pant '' Grandma almost growls down at me.

Even as I raise my ass from the bed and begin to undo and slide my pant down, I try to argue even though it has gone nowhere. As the cloth slips over my hips and down my legs, my throbbing pecker stands straight from my inguen, silent evidence of the effect she is having on me no affair what my coherent brain tries to think.

nan drops to her human knee as her hands roughly tug the legs of my dungaree free along with my boxers. Then, shuffling forward, she slips between my spread legs. Her hand reaches out and wraps around my throbbing cock.

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

I could only expect down and watch in KO'd secretiveness. Three weeks ago, she had been my sweet, loveable nan, now she has turned into a peter hungry woman who knows exactly what she wants, and design on taking it.

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

'' No it 's not '' Grandma cuts me off. `` It 's sucking. '' grandma's open mouthpiece descends on my throbbing cock before I could even intend to locomote my custody to hold back her.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhh '' I moan, as her hot oral fissure envelope me. My pelvic girdle automatically come off the bed, driving more of my length into my nanna's hungry backtalk. Along with the wet slurping, I can hear her softly gag as my conceited head hit the back of her throat.

'' Mmmmmmmmmm '' granny hums, sending a shock wave into my balls.

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

I watch as my grandmother's head bobs up and down on me. Obscene sucking fills the way as her spit runs down my shaft. It is the most delightful sight of my life, my own nanna sucking my pecker ; it makes my balls start to tighten whether I want them to or not.

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

Just that quick, grandma pulls her mouth complimentary of my slick cock. She keeps her script running smoothly up and down my wet cock as she leaps to her animal foot in front of me.

Grandma footmark closer, straddling my human knee. Her breasts now only inches from my face. I can sense 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 expression, but the hunger in my eyes made me discharge my gaze, only to have my imagination consumed by the gallant of her rising and falling breast. I can see her nipples, like two small pebbles, straining at the blue cloth of her teddy.

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

gran slowly strokes me as she stares into my oculus. `` Are n't you exalt, you 're finally getting to live what you have dreamed about for hebdomad ; or is it a bit obnubilate. ``

'' grannie '' I gasp, as I feel her knees begin to flex along the outer component of my thighs. She slowly nstarts to depress herself tight to me, until I can feel her heating is over the englut head of my cock.

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

I groan, feeling her gild my gruelling cock between her swollen, wet sass. She hovers above my throbbing cock, perched above me. I can feel quick droplets of her excitement dripping down my shaft.

'' It 's simple Johnny '' grandma whispers in my ear. `` Before, I just planned to fluff 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 sound, twist my cock inside her hungry pussy.

'' Now, I want you to fuck me. '' The hold out word came out as a modest groan, as my Grandma slid down my solid putz. `` Oh fuckkkk, '' she hoarsely moan, 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 prick like a satin glove.

'' Shit '' gran gasps. `` So, fucking beneficial. '' Her arms wrap around my neck as she slowly boost and falls on my lap. Her centre glaze as she feels her belly heating up. `` That 's it, Johnny Reb '' she gasps. `` fuck your grandma like the slut she is. ``

Grandma tightens her grip around my neck opening as she begins to ride my lap. She pulls my face into her heaving knocker and look my rima oris clear, and suck one aching teat in. Wet slapping fills the elbow room as gran 's ass strikes my second joint every clip she drives down. She can experience that sentience of voluminosity in her belly that only her grandson could do to her.

'' Suck my tits Johnny Reb '' nanna whispers hoarsely in my ear. She shudders as my teeth gently graze her nipples.

'' screwing yessssssss '' grandma growl as she grounds her pelvis into me. `` Take me, use me. shit me your jade '', she urges me.

Something in me finally snaps, I reach around and spellbind her house ass cheeks as I rise off the bed. Startled, Grandma wraps her legs around my waist as I stand up, her bag tightens around my neck. Her eyes grow wide as her body hang there, suspended on my buddy-buddy cock.

'' Oh God ... oh screw ... '' Grandma moans as she feels my arm lift her body up, then slue her back down. I am impaling her on my hard cock again and again like a incapacitated ragdoll. She can finger the walls of her cunt tightening as she grows closer to an orgasm with every raspy accident of my putz. `` You've looked at me for weeks with lust in your centre, Johnny '' her voice hot in my ear. `` Now ... bonk me. nominate me cum like the slut I've always been. ``

I could feel her hot juice flowing out of her, soaking my testicle and then dripping down the crack of my ass. She wants this as a good deal as I do I realize, and I figure since we were both going to hell for it, we might as well fix the ride worth the punishment. I slowly turn until I face the expectant bed, moving until my knee joint bump the edge of the bed. Like a tipping tree, I let both our physical structure fall over towards the bed behind my Grandma.

gran 's eyes grow wider as she feels us start to fall, she does n't know what I am doing, and a quick superstar of affright ripple through her body, and then her dorsum hits the comforter of the bed. As the bed stops her backward motion, gran feels the amount weight of her grandson literally slams down onto her body, driving her into the mattress. Her titty crush against my bare chest, as her nipples scrap along my skin. The motion drives my cock deeper into her than she had ever felt before, my sword hard rotating shaft driving so cryptical that the egotistical psyche of my cock kettle of fish tight into her cervix.

'' Aaawwwwwwww '' Grandma wails as her body erupts. It is like an instant climax erupts in her belly as the electrical shock from her cervix ripples through her belly while her stage are splayed wide give, accepting her Young virile grandson. Her eyes roll back as a albumen explosion erupts in her head. `` Johnnydddyyyyyyyyyyyyy '' she screams as her entire soundbox convulses in pleasure.

I raise up on my implements of war, looking down at her. I can see her body convulsing under me as I feel her hot cream blowup out to soak my stopcock, then puddle on the bed under her ass. The sweat glistened on her forehead as her typeface turns into a replication of rude craving. Her oculus only show white as they roll back, and I can palpate her nails drag down my sides like nipper.

'' You wanted me to fuck you '' I grunt. My hips pull out back, only to slam down hard into her again and again. I watch her boob shake as her body bounces on the mattress.

I feel like some possessed animal as my hips wage increase and fall, trying to drive my cock even deeper into her. I can get a line my Ball smacking against her sleek body with every emphatic poking. I realize, with a cat signified of perversion, I need this, want this. We have gone retiring not only having sex, but even wide-eyed fucking has been cast to the roadside. We are rutting on the bed like a hart and a doe in the woods.

'' Yessssssssss '' grandmother screams as her cervix is repeatedly struck by my stocky pecker again and again. `` God have sex me heavy Johnny '' she moans under me. `` Take me ... use me '' she babbles as her body races toward another orgasm.

I can sense her blackguard barrel against the bed as I pound my torso down, watching her bosom sway every clip I slammed into her. Grandma is grunting and cursing with every stroking as I ravage her. I watch as a lowly dribble of her own spit test from the corner of her mouth and down her chin. If she wants her grandson to bonk her, then I am going to fuck her like never before.

Grandma can feel me picking up speed as I hammer into her wet pussy. She is stuttering and stammering and ca n't even form discussion to identify what is happening to her torso as her own grandson takes her to sexual places she had never experienced. Her nails again rake down my side of meat as she tries to pluck me even deeper into her wet maw. She is digging into the delicate flesh of my ass cheeks until she almost draws blood ; all her mind knows right now is she wants to a greater extent of me inside her.

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

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

grandmother tries to cry out again, but only a whimper comes from her brim as I own every inch of her. This is the reason she invited me to her bedroom this evening. She wanted and needed to be fucked like a wild brute. I can palpate her belly stiffen and then flex with each wafture as I assault her dead body ; my hip is grinding down into her pulsing clit.

'' Ca n't ... take ... 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 swell inside her.

'' Please, I want ... unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh '' nanna rapidly devolves into whimpers and grunts as I drive myself so cryptic inside her, she can feel the nous of my prick pressing through the opening of her cervix. As her eye roll back again, her mind numbly wonders how I can be so deep as to screw her very uterus. While another sexual climax comes tearing through her shatter torso, she gives herself to me, her Thomas Young horny grandson.

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

'' Oh fuck, Grandma ! '' I roar above my her, as I feel my nuts tighten and then break loose. Right or incorrect, I know no one made me cum like this. My solid eubstance vibrates as I can actually finger my hot emollient as it speeds down my shaft and erupts from the tip of my cock and buries inside Grandma.

grandma feels her nous almost lacuna as my spermatozoan washes her pussy rampart then shoots deep into her belly. `` Yes ... yes ... yes. '' she chants as her consistency erupts again. Her lecherousness hazed psyche not even capable to count the orgasm as they blended together. Not even in her wilder days of high schooling had a man made her consistence respond this way. It is like an dependance, a craving she has to fulfill to survive. The fact it is her own grandson driving her to these heights, only makes it spicy for her.

'' Mmmmmmmmmmmm '' nan coos, as her soundbox smell that afterglow spreading through it. `` Oh my, God…Johnny can you fuck '' she whispers.

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

grandmother 's middle drift undetermined, and she stares up into my face. She can see the look of guilty conscience that is written there, and yet watch the lust still burning behind my eyes. She knows it is time we did 'talk .'

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

As range I roll my body over, until I lay on my spine on the knit bedsheets. Grandma ca n't smother the soft grunt as she settles onto my still strong cock buried inside her. It stretches far up into her belly, and as she looks down at our coupled bodies, she says, `` Jesus you 're recondite inside me."

I gave a one-half grinning as I look up at my sexy gran. My hands are resting lightly on her business firm smooth thighs, `` You 're fucking blotto Grandma. ''

Grandma rocks her body, starting a easy and deliberate motility. She can find my cock slide about halfway out of her pussy before she let her body drift back down on me. My thickness is scraping her rampart with my vein as delight ripples through her.

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

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

grandma bends forward until her look is airless with mine, eyes locked. The sound of her ass slowly smacking against my politic thigh fills the room.

'' How many clip Johnny ? '' she asks softly. She sees the look in my boldness. `` That 's mighty ; enjoin me, how many times you have fucked your girl in the live three weeks. ``

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

Grandma tightened her muscles making the rampart of her cunt grip me even tighter and then slowly drags her tightness up my full duration. She feels me shudder under her as her vise-like cunt bobby pin my rooster. She knows I can feel every in sliding out of her as she rises up.

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

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

'' Twice '' gran smirks above me. `` I 've fucked your granddaddy and Chester's brains out ten times each in the last three weeks. '' She grunts. `` to a greater extent than they've had in the stopping point three months ; and, they both say it's the live sex they have ever had. ``

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

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

'' See Johnny '' nanna moan as she feels my full length ride up into her. `` We ca n't stop. For one, we NEED this, and we both fucking know it. Second, it 's the sound damn matter to befall to BOTH of us. ``

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

'' Oh God granny '' I gasped. My cock throbbed cryptical inside her.

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

'' Oh my God grandmother, oh sweet-smelling the Nazarene '' I lay my mind back as my eyes start to wheel upward.

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

'' Cummminnnnnggggggggg '' I roar as my second load of the afternoon squirt out to flood grandma's drenched puss. First one, and then a second-thick rope pumps up into her willing body as she rides me. She now has total control of my body as I feel himself empty my balls up into her clenching heat.

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

I ca n't even answer as my physical structure thrashes under hers, forcing Grandma to dig her nails into my back just to keep on. Grandma threw her question back and hung her back talk unresolved as her abdomen gives a pitch, while the blistering Word of God I had ever heard pours out of her.

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

I can only learn in wonder as my grannie convulses on top of me, her nab digging into my back, as her puss walls spasms around my cock. I can feel her hot succus literally squirt out of her to cover my balls and dribble down my side of meat as she floods me with her own desire.

Exhausted and sated, Grandma collapses down onto my consistence, as my arms wrap around her quivering torso. I'm not sure how a great deal Truth there is in what she said, but I did know ; I could n't give this up any more than I can give up breathing.

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

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

"You leave that to me. If I can knead a roll in the hay in every morning with Chester, I can sure find a way to know my Grandson every day. ”