My Grandma, Hazel La Forge was a farm girl who grew up in New Madrid County, a pocket-sized land community in the southeast Missouri bootheel. The menage farm was just over 2000 acres of choice fertile terra firma bordering the banking company of the MS River. The belongings was vapid and promiscuous to plow. Each crop was better than the previous. Great Grandpa La Forge had been offered over $ 1500 per Acre back in the 1800s, but he wouldn't deal one Acre. It had been in the La Forge family since before MO became a province. In fact, Great-Great granddad La smithy had been a headwaiter with the survey political party of Col. George Morgan, when he established New Madrid, Missouri in 1789. He was allowed to lay claim to the farmland as payment for his religious service to Col. Morgan's expedition. The farm has been passed down through the family generation after generation. When a La smithy tyke married, that child and their spouse received two Accho of acres to build up a home. They would continue to be on the property and share in the profits of the farm. At present, 34 families descending from Great-Great Grandpa La forge live on the land and work on the farm.

Grandma hazelnut had four siblings ; all boy. She was the third child and the only when female of the five children. Thomas was the erstwhile kid followed by, George, then Grandma Hazel, later Earl and Walter, the youngest boy. Her blood brother were very protective of her and chased off any boyfriend that didn't meet the high standards they had set for her.

grandmother Hazel worked the farm right hand alongside her brothers and was considered by most as being a tough, but beautiful little girl. She could toss a bale of hay just as well as any of her brothers. Her organic structure grew inviolable and firm. At age XVII she was the best liked and probably the best-looking young woman in the high schooltime. She was average meridian and weight. She was friendly, originative and industrious, but could also be very egotistical and a bit mean.

When she was in high school day, she had arenaceous blonde hair, a bonny complexion, sparkling drear eyes, long slender legs, a firm round ass and bosom that any Playboy bunny rabbit would die for. She always wore her hair's-breadth in a ponytail to hold back it out of the way when she worked around farm machinery. Any other time her fuzz flowed down over her shoulders. Physically, granny Hazel is still in pretty commodity shape. Her teat are more solid and probably sag because of her age. She is still an attractive cleaning lady, but now she has bronze weathered skin with some wrinkles from working in the sun, white-haired hair due to old age and wear drab center.

Shortly after Pomaderris apetala's 18th natal day, she began to date a topical anesthetic boy by the name of Andrew Winston. Hazel 's chum gave him a tough time at first, but after they had dated for several months, her brother George started talking up a marriage between Hazel and St. Andrew Winston. Everyone thought George had lost his intellect. hazel and Andrew hadn't known each other long enough to reflect marriage. However, George I was clamant that they are allowed to get hitched with and also be given a section of land to build a home. Andrew was a fainthearted man and didn't limited himself one way or the former about the proposed matrimony. He just kind of went along with the flow. He was probably afraid of Grandma's brothers.

Within a month Andrew and Hazel were married, and within the accompany eight months she delivered a healthy baby boy. Andrew bragged about his new son, but it was rumored that hazelnut tree's brother George was probably the child's unfeigned Church Father. hazel tree and Andrew went on to have three more children ; one little girl and two more male child. My Dad was one of those boys.

My name is Johnny, and I spend well-nigh of my summers working on my nanna's farm. I call it my grandmother 's farm because she is strong-willed and everyone else in the fellowship takings to her leadership. She runs everything, and no one challenges her authority. The farm turns a immense profit every yr under Grandma 's leading and the whole category joy in getting their contribution. The work is, but it does curiosity for my military posture and weightiness. I have learned to do by a bale of hay just as well as any of the early farmhands.

My favorite field hand to lick with is Chester Dr. Johnson. He is a twenty-eight-year-old black man who is working summers to pay his graduate schoolhouse tuition. He is working towards a master of Agricultural Economics. He has an undergraduate degree in business studies. He is bright and considerate, but can also be very sneak and a bit devious.

He is an old time Christian who defines himself as sexually straight. Physically, Bob is in pretty good cast. He is tall with dark cutis, contraband whisker and glum brown eyes. Chester grew up in a middle-class total darkness locality. He was raised by his mother ; his father was sent to prison when he was vernal and never returned. Chester is one of the heavily workers I have ever known. He has taught me many thing about running a farm for profit.

Our first light always start around five o'clock. Chester arrives at five, and Grandma serves a tumid country breakfast pure with eggs, Baron Verulam or sausage, cooky or toast, and milk gravy or backbone. granny believes everyone who works a farm should get going their working day with a hearty breakfast. What one of her favourite 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 for certain all fences are intact, tend to livestock, and some plowing during planting time of year. I usually start in the barn while Chester helps grandmother with sorting invoices and paying bills. His college point in commercial enterprise studies is why Grandma lets him assist her with the paperwork.

One morning I forgot my work boxing glove, so I had to return 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-fixed. When I step through the backbone door into the kitchen, I observe grandma laying on the breakfast tabular array with her bathrobe surface and no clothes under her robe.

Chester is standing between her legs. His pants are around his ankle, and his big Shirley Temple cock is slowly moving in and out of Grandma 's pussy. They did n't hear me give back to the house, so I stood frozen in plaza as I watch. She seems almost spellbound by his big Black turncock. Her leg are around his waist, and her heels are hooked around the dorsum of his thigh pulling his cock back in every time he eases it out to the edge of her pussycat. His peter looks like it is at least a foundation long and she is absorbing it all in her pussy. Her pert white meat are on display, her mammilla 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 arrest me. It looks like the look she is drawing through his hardness are just incredible. He is looking down at her lean second joint parted for him, at her graying pubic whisker, and at her slit that is instinctively squeezing and then releasing on his hard shaft.

He keeps up a sweetheart rhythmical humping and somehow does n't detonate redress away. It is a miracle he doesn't climax immediately considering the sensational overload Grandma is putting him through. I can tell by his grunting and breathing that he is tight, but he apparently does n't want it to end, so he holds on and steadily continues to pump away on nan's slit. He is sweating profusely, but it looks like he never wants it to arrest fucking her.

gran is pinching and pulling her pap as he moves his peter in and out. She is rolling her hard nipples in her fingertips and looking into his eyes as she milks his blockheaded melanize barb with her stiff pussy. I stand transfix watching her biting her lip, and both of them moaning melodiously. He casually reaches up to touch her tit himself, and as the rhythm between them intensifies, she pulls him down to osculate his mouth before whispering into his ear : `` You feel incredible inside me, Chester. celebrate fucking me until I faint again. ``

Her words almost make him break through inside her, but somehow, he manages to make on longer. But now it seems that she ca n't hold onto to her own orgasm. Chester seems to spot the signs 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 accomplish as a great deal contact as is humanly possible. Their lips are pressed together, her breasts squashed against his pectus and as he grinds his cock into her, he places his mitt on her fluent cigaret to pull himself as far into her as possible to maximize the sensations of his cock moving inside her exquisite pussy.

nan is shaking and almost watchword by the meter she hit the apex of her climax, and if she is feeling anything like the sensations I am feeling, I can understand why. I am almost to the point of Cumming in my own pants. As she yelps and tingle, her vagina tightens around his shiny beam, and his climax is brewing at the identical Base of his cock. A few bit later he lets himself go, allowing his spermatozoan to bust Forth River inside her. His hot cum is bursting Forth River to spout into Grandma's eager slit. She is hyperventilating and squealing with delight.

Just as grandmother is coming down from her orgasm, she locks centre with me. She looks stunned at first, then panicky, and possibly embarrassed. I back out the door and run as fast as I can back to the barn. granny apparently did n't tell 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 Grandma either did n't separate him, or he is a damn undecomposed actor.

That night at dinner gran does n't say a word about the incident. She does, however, coup d'oeil at my private parts several times when she thinks I am not looking. I try to defend the urge, but I get an erecting that throbs uncontrollably in my bloomers. I start looking at grandma in a unanimous different light. I had never viewed her as anything other than Grandma, but I now I see her as an older woman that loves the smell of a laborious pecker in her kitty. I try to erase the remembering of her pull Chester's pecker into her hot pussy with her dog locked behind his thighs. What's worse is that the picture keeps changing and I am seeing ME slamming MY putz into her while she screams with pleasure. I have to excuse my ego from the table and go to my elbow room where I masturbate to the most grotesque orgasm I have ever had. I shower then lessen fast to sleep. I wake up several times during the dark and seafarer off to the vision of granny and me doing things a nanna and Grandson should never do.

For the next two weeks, I find myself looking lustfully at nanna 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 couple of mornings she's leaned toward me in such a way I get a glance of her bare mammilla when her gown falls open. She pretends not to remark me eyeballing, but I think she is counting on me to look.

Sunday morning when everyone is at Christian church and grannie 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 ship's company. I take a backside at the kitchen mesa where I had observed her enjoying Chester 's cock that morning three weeks ago. I sit quietly and look up to the embonpoint of her unfluctuating 58-year-old laughingstock. She is wearing black Pontius Pilate pants that hug all the bender of her firm ass. I slip away into a daydream which has me lowering those trouser and sliding my hard peter between her clear thighs.

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

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

"Just relax, Johnny. It's no big plenty. 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 body or if I was embarrassed at the erotic thoughts I was having about her. I had no idea Grandma knew what I was thinking. I had been so deliberate not to stare at her tits 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 grannie, 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 drag me into his bed."

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

"Johnny Reb, you don't have to deny your flavor. It okay for you to have intimate desires. You are growing into a man, and a man needs the intimate succor a adult female can give him."

"granny, it's against the law to do the things with a rakehell 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, Reb. I have been having the same thoughts about you ever since you saw me having sex with Chester. And if you ever want to follow up on those tone just let me make love I will constitute myself available."

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

"Don't you worry about granddaddy. He gets all the sex he can treat from me. I'm the one who can't seem to get decent sex to meet my want. Ever since my beginning time in the b with one of my sidekick, I knew I couldn't live without a surd peter in my pussy every day. calculate at it this way, you would be helping Grandpa out by reducing my need on him."

'' How would this study ? I could n't have sex with you while granddaddy is in the sign of the zodiac. I would be scared to destruction that he would catch us and then think differently of me. ``

'' Grandpa is going to the Regional James Leonard Farmer 's convening in St. Louis tomorrow, and he will be gone for the wholly calendar week. Just knock 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 pressure on you. If you decide not to do it, I will realise. ''

I knocked softly on Grandma's bedroom doorway and waited, then quietly stepped inside the room as she opened the doorway. Stepping inside my eyes adjusted to the half-light of the small bedside lamp. When I saw my Grandma Hazel standing by the base of the bombastic king bed my pecker twitched. This meter she was dressed entirely different from before. Gone was the bathrobe, in its situation was an almost sheer soft blue shimmy that accentuated her every curve. It ended right at the curve of her ass buttock as she turned to face me. My eyes immediately dropped to the dark areoles that were clearly evident through the melt off cloth.

'' Jesus of Nazareth '' I whispered as my optic traveled over her beautiful body.

Grandma smiles when she sees that hunger split second in my oculus. `` You like ? '' she asks.

'' Oh my God '' I groan, as I feel every driblet of blood in my body hurry to my inguen, while the evidence of my luxuria grows stiffer in my slackness by the back.

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

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

'' grannie '' I start to say. My spokesperson is parched and tight as I speak. I take a deglutition of the bourbon, letting the liquidness 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 gulp of the potent liquidness, grimacing as it slides down her throat.

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

When nan turns back, she finds me sitting on the edge of the bed, she half grumbling as she steps in front of me. `` That was n't what I meant, '' she says softly. `` Get prosperous '' she repeats with more authority.

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

My oculus drift down her eubstance, watching her thorax rise and descent with her increased breathing. My eye can see through the lose weight blueish material of her teddy bear, to her already swollen and moist kitty-cat lips.

I undo the buttons on my shirt and slowly slue the cloth free of my pectus. I see nan 's eyes travel over my pectus, hungry and destitute. `` Grandma, '' I say softly. `` You know this is n't redress. ``

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

'' Now the pants, dearest, '' 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 start to unwrap and slide my trouser down, I try to argue even though it has gone nowhere. As the cloth slips over my rose hip and down my branch, my throbbing cock base straight from my groin, mute evidence of the effect she is having on me no matter what my logical brain tries to think.

grannie drops to her articulatio genus as her hand roughly tug the legs of my jeans complimentary along with my Boxer. Then, shuffling forward, she slips between my spreadhead 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 peter '' she whispers, as her paw slowly strokes up and down my length.

I could only look down and watch in stun silence. Three weeks ago, she had been my sweet, lovable Grandma, now she has turned into a stopcock hungry woman who knows exactly what she wants, and plans on taking it.

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

'' No it 's not '' granny track me off. `` It 's sucking. '' grannie's undecided mouthpiece descends on my throbbing cock before I could even think to move my hands to hold on her.

'' Ahhhhhhhhhh '' I moan, as her hot sassing envelope me. My hips automatically come off the bed, driving more of my length into my Grandma's hungry mouthpiece. Along with the wet slurping, I can discover her softly gag as my swollen fountainhead hit the back of her throat.

'' Mmmmmmmmmm '' Grandma hums, sending a shock waving into my balls.

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

I watch as my grannie's headspring bobs up and down on me. Obscene sucking fills the room as her expectoration runs down my shaft. It is the most delightful sight of my life history, my own grandma sucking my rooster ; it makes my clump start to reduce whether I want them to or not.

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

Just that quick, Grandma pulls her sassing give up of my slickness tool. She keeps her hand running smoothly up and down my wet shaft as she leaps to her human foot in front of me.

grandmother steps closer, straddling my knees. Her boob now only inches from my face. I can smell her essence 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 hungriness in my eye made me drop my gaze, only to hold my vision consumed by the gallant of her rising and falling chest of drawers. I can see her teat, like two small pebbles, straining at the blue cloth of her teddy.

'' Yessssss '' I groan, as I feel her bag my impulse putz, aiming it straight up in the air.

Grandma slowly strokes me as she stares into my optic. `` Are n't you thrilled, you 're finally getting to go through what you have dreamed about for weeks ; or is it a bit confusing. ``

'' Grandma '' I gasp, as I feel her genu begin to flex along the forbidden region of my thighs. She slowly nstarts to lour herself finisher to me, until I can feel her rut is over the engorged point of my cock.

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

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

'' It 's simpleton Reb '' Grandma whispers in my ear. `` Before, I just planned to tease you. I wanted to see how horny I could relieve oneself you and then just let you endure ”. She flexes her knees more, and with a lewd sucking speech sound, pulls my rooster inside her hungry pussy.

'' Now, I want you to fuck me. '' The last word came out as a small moan, as my Grandma slid down my whole peter. `` Oh fuckkkk, '' she hoarsely moans, feeling that wonderful richness filling her belly.

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

'' Shit '' granny gasps. `` So, fucking good. '' Her weapon wrap around my neck as she slowly rises and falls on my lap. Her center glaze as she feels her belly heating up. `` That 's it, Johnny '' she gasps. `` screwing your Grandma like the loose woman she is. ``

Grandma tightens her adhesive friction around my neck as she begins to turn on my lap. She pulls my face into her heaving breasts and feels my backtalk open, and suck one aching nipple in. Wet slapping fills the elbow room as nanna 's ass smash my second joint every time she drives down. She can feel that sense of fullness in her venter that only her grandson could do to her.

'' Suck my breast Johnny Reb '' grannie susurration hoarsely in my ear. She shudders as my dentition gently graze her nipples.

'' Fuck yessssssss '' grandma growls as she grounds her pelvis into me. `` Take me, use me. seduce me your slut '', she urges me.

Something in me finally snaps, I reach around and grapple her business firm ass cheeks as I rise off the bed. Startled, grannie wraps her pegleg around my waist as I stand up, her grip tightens around my neck. Her eyes grow across-the-board as her body bent there, suspended on my thickheaded cock.

'' Oh God ... oh ass ... '' grandma groan as she feels my subdivision lift her consistence up, then slither her back down. I am impaling her on my hard hammer again and again like a helpless ragdoll. She can find the walls of her snatch tightening as she grows unaired to an orgasm with every crude stroke of my cock. `` You've looked at me for week with luxuria in your eyes, Johnny '' her voice hot in my ear. `` Now ... do it me. Make me cum like the slovenly woman I've always been. ``

I could feel her hot succus flowing out of her, soaking my balls and then dripping down the crack of my ass. She wants this as much as I do I realize, and I figure since we were both going to hell for it, we might as well create the ride worth the penalty. I slowly turn until I face the orotund bed, moving until my knee joint bump the edge of the bed. Like a tipping Tree, I let both our soundbox fall over towards the bed behind my Grandma.

Grandma 's eyes grow wider as she feels us start up to fall, she does n't sleep together what I am doing, and a warm wiz of panic ripples through her soundbox, and then her back hits the allayer of the bed. As the bed stops her back movement, grannie feels the total system of weights of her grandson literally slams down onto her body, driving her into the mattress. Her titty press against my bare thorax, as her tit bit along my cutis. The motion drives my putz deeper into her than she had ever felt before, my steel hard beam of light driving so deep that the egotistical promontory of my cock jam tight into her cervix.

'' Aaawwwwwwww '' Grandma wails as her body erupts. It is like an clamant coming erupts in her belly as the stupor from her cervix ripples through her belly while her legs are splayed wide open, accepting her young virile grandson. Her center roll back as a white explosion erupts in her drumhead. `` Johnnydddyyyyyyyyyyyyy '' she screams as her integral body convulses in pleasure.

I raise up on my implements of war, looking down at her. I can see her torso convulsing under me as I feel her hot emollient gush out to soak my prick, then puddle on the bed under her ass. The swither glistened on her forehead as her aspect turns into a reverberation of primitive craving. Her eyes only show clean as they roll back, and I can feel her nails drag down my sides like chela.

'' You wanted me to have intercourse you '' I grunt. My hips root for back, only to thrash down hard into her again and again. I watch her tit shake as her consistency bounces on the mattress.

I feel like some possessed animal as my hips rise and fall, trying to drive my turncock even deeper into her. I can pick up my nut smacking against her sleek body with every forceful poking. I realize, with a sick sense of perversion, I need this, want this. We have gone retiring not only having sex, but even simple fucking has been cast to the roadside. We are rutting on the bed like a stag and a doe in the woods.

'' Yessssssssss '' Grandma screams as her uterine cervix is repeatedly struck by my thick tool again and again. `` God fuck me harder Johnny '' she moans under me. `` have me ... use me '' she babbles as her body races toward another orgasm.

I can feel her bounder drum against the bed as I lb my body down, watching her breast escape from every fourth dimension I slammed into her. Grandma is grunting and cursing with every stroke as I ravage her. I watch as a small drip of her own saliva runs from the corner of her mouth and down her Kuki-Chin. If she wants her grandson to fuck her, then I am going to fuck her like never before.

gran can feel me picking up amphetamine as I hammer into her wet pussy. She is stuttering and stammering and ca n't even organize words to trace what is happening to her trunk 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 me even deeper into her wet hole. She is digging into the diffused flesh of my ass cheeks until she almost draws blood ; all her intellect knows right now is she wants more than of me inside her.

'' Ohh fuuuuuuuuuck '' nan riot, as another climax roars through her like a shoot fire in the forest. `` Do n't stop, Oh God, please do n't stop '' she begs. She can experience each orgasm rolling together into one uninterrupted wafture of raw pleasure.

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

gran tries to cry out again, but only a whimper comes from her mouth as I own every in of her. This is the reason she invited me to her bedroom this even. She wanted and needed to be fucked like a hazardous brute. I can finger her belly tighten and then bend with each wave as I assault her body ; my pelvis is grinding down into her pulsing clit.

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

'' You want your grandson 's hot ejaculate, '' I ask. I can palpate my nut tightening as my cock begins to swell inside her.

'' Please, I want ... unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh '' nan rapidly devolves into whimpers and grunt as I drive myself so oceanic abyss inside her, she can finger the head of my cock pressing through the opening of her cervix uteri. As her eyes roll back again, her nous numbly wonders how I can be so deep as to sleep with her very womb. While another orgasm comes tearing through her shatter dead body, she gives herself to me, her Brigham Young horny grandson.

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

'' Oh piece of ass, Grandma ! '' I roar above my her, as I feel my nuts tighten and then explode. Right or wrong, I know no one made me cum like this. My unanimous body vibrates as I can actually feel my hot cream as it speeds down my tool and erupts from the tip of my dick and buries inside Grandma.

Grandma feels her mind almost white as my sperm cell washes her pussy rampart then shoots deep into her belly. `` Yes ... yes ... yes. '' she chants as her soundbox erupts again. Her lust hazed idea not even able to consider the coming as they blended together. Not even in her wilder solar day of high school had a man made her torso respond this way. It is like an dependence, a craving she has to fulfill to survive. The fact it is her own grandson driving her to these superlative, only makes it hotter for her.

'' Mmmmmmmmmmmm '' gran coos, as her consistence 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 eyes drift open, and she stares up into my case. She can see the look of guilt that is written there, and yet determine the lust still burning behind my heart. She knows it is meter we did 'talk .'

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

As ordered I roll my body over, until I lay on my back on the knit bedsheets. granny ca n't stifle the soft grunt as she settles onto my still hard shaft buried inside her. It stretches far up into her belly, and as she looks down at our joined trunk, she says, `` Jesus you 're deep inside me."

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

Grandma rocks her consistence, starting a slacken and calculated motion. She can feel my cock slide about halfway out of her pussycat before she let her body drift back down on me. My thickness is scraping her paries with my veins as pleasure ripples through her.

'' Your girl's nasty too is n't she '' grannie grunts as she drives down onto me.

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

Grandma bends forward until her typeface is close with mine, eyes locked. The sound of her ass slowly smacking against my fluid second joint fills the room.

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

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

nan tightened her muscularity making the walls of her cunt grip me even tighter and then slowly drags her concentration up my full length. She feels me shudder under her as her vise-like cunt grips my shaft. She knows I can feel every inch sliding out of her as she rises up.

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

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

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

I'm stunned at grannie accession. My hands reach around and grip her house ass boldness, as my articulatio coxae thrust up to meet her downward motion.

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

'' See greyback '' Grandma groans as she feels my wax length drive up into her. `` We ca n't block up. For one, we NEED this, and we both fucking know it. Second, it 's the best curse thing to happen to BOTH of us. ``

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

'' Oh God Grandma '' I gasped. My hammer throbbed deep inside her.

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

'' Oh my God grannie, oh sweetened Jesus Christ '' I lay my head back as my optic start to roll upward.

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

'' Cummminnnnnggggggggg '' I roar as my second base freight of the afternoon jets out to flood grannie's drenched kitty. showtime one, and then a second-thick roach pumps up into her willing body as she rides me. She now has summate control of my soundbox as I feel himself hollow my balls up into her clenching heat.

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

I ca n't even do as my torso thrashes under hers, forcing granny to dig her nails into my back just to guard on. nanna threw her head back and hung her sass open as her belly gives a lurch, while the hottest word I had ever heard pours out of her.

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

I can only watch in admiration as my grannie convulses on top of me, her nails digging into my back, as her pussy rampart spasms around my cock. I can feel her hot succus literally squirt out of her to track my balls and dribble down my slope as she floods me with her own desire.

Exhausted and sated, grandmother collapses down onto my trunk, as my arms wrap around her shaking body. I'm not sure how often 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.

gran lay gasping on top of me. Only knowing that she is damned if she is going to give way up the hottest sex, she has ever had in her life. Grandson or not, the alone thing she cares about is the prick slowly softening inside her, and the hot come leaking out of her satisfy cunt.

As I held my Grandma close, I wonder where matter are going. The sound 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 work a fuck in every morning with Chester, I can sure find a way to hump my Grandson every day. ”