This story probably needs some polish but I wanted to share it and will continue to refine it as I re-read it. I really like stories about older women being submissive. I prefer degrading dirty talk and lots of oral service. This is what I like so it is often in my stories.
In this story a grandmother misses being a slave to the man of the house when she finds herself living with her adult grandson.
I was a bachelor, living alone, in my thirties, no wife or kids, a successful career, and finally ready to enjoy my hard earned life of comfort. Then Grandpa passed away and Grandma was not all there mentally so after a lot of pressure from my mother, it was decided Grandma should stay with me for a bit while Mom worked to find a permanent solution.
At first things were easy and normal, she moved in and Mom helped her get settled into one of my guest rooms. I would check on her every morning before work and we’d have dinner together at night. Grandma seemed like the sweet, loving old lady she always was to me. There were times where she seemed forgetful or confused and I would have to remind her where she was and that she was living with me now. She was cute, funny, and very easy going. She liked to cook us dinner and every night she would drink some wine.
Then something happened that would change our relationship forever. One morning I was getting ready for work and I found her in the kitchen already, preparing me coffee and packing a lunch. She was wearing her normal thick bathrobe but this time, as she was serving me a hot cup of coffee, the front of her robe opened. Slightly at first but more as she moved around. It was then that I noticed that my sweet little grandma, had huge, heavy, sagging breasts. Her cleavage was long and deep.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. They were huge, like two massive watermelons straining against the thin fabric of her robe. I tried to act casual but inside, I was reeling. As she handed me my coffee, our eyes met for a brief moment and there was something in her gaze that made me feel… strange. I tried to regain my composure and respond normally. “Thank you, Grandma,” I managed to say between deep breaths. “That’s very thoughtful of you.” Grandma smiled and patted my arm before turning back to the stove. “You’re welcome, dear. It’s the least I can do after all you’ve done for me.”
Grandma finished preparing my lunch and went about her day as usual, but my mind was elsewhere. The image of those enormous breasts had been burned into my brain and it was all I could think about. Later that night, as we sat down to dinner, I noticed that Grandma had changed into a different outfit – one that showed off her ample cleavage even more than her bathrobe did earlier.
I couldn’t help but stare at her chest as she served me my food. She caught me looking once again and smiled softly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “Is something wrong, dear?” she asked innocently.
“N-no, Grandma,” I stammered, trying to pull my gaze away from her cleavage. “Everything’s fine.”
For the rest of the dinner, we made small talk and enjoyed each other’s company like nothing was out of the ordinary. But inside, I was a mess. My thoughts were consumed with images of my grandma’s massive breasts and the strange feeling they invoked in me.
Throughout the meal, I struggled to focus on anything other than the sway of her breasts with each breath she took. It was clear that Grandma had noticed my discomfort, but she seemed to enjoy it.
As the weeks went by, Grandma seemed to take notice of my discomfort around her. She would often brush up against me or find excuses to touch me inappropriately. She had stopped wearing a bra completely, and as we moved about the house she would make sure that her big, soft udders rubbed up against me.
One morning, I found Grandma in the kitchen once again, she was wearing an even more revealing outfit – a sleeveless blouse with a deep neckline that barely contained her massive breasts. As she went about her morning routine, preparing me breakfast and packing my lunch, I couldn’t help but feel like I was in a strange dream. My sweet little grandma had transformed into a seductive enigma right before my eyes. She would bend over the table and give me generous views of her hanging, saggy, enormous tits. She’d smile and stare at me as I fought to avoid overtly staring at her milky, soft, rack.
That night, I lay awake in bed, my mind racing with thoughts of my grandma and her massive breasts. I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was deliberately trying to seduce me. The more I thought about it, the more aroused I became. I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to touch those huge, soft orbs of flesh. To feel their warmth and weight in my hands as I gently massaged them.
As the morning sun peeked through my window, I couldn’t ignore the hard bulge in my pants anymore. I knew what I had to do. I crept out of bed and made my way downstairs to find Grandma in the kitchen. She was wearing a loose-fitting shirt this time, but it didn’t stop me from noticing the slight jiggle of her breasts as she moved around preparing breakfast.
I tried my best to ignore the situation and focus on finishing my breakfast, but Grandma wasn’t making it easy for me. She would purposely brush against me or make sure that her breasts grazed against my arm as she passed by. It was clear that she was enjoying the power she held over me.
As I left for work, Grandma followed me to the door, her massive breasts bouncing with each step. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek and whispered in my ear, “Have a good day at work, remember these old girls will be waiting for you when you get home, I mean this old girl will be waiting.”
All day at work, I fantasized about my own Grandma’s huge, pale, veiny boobs.
When I finally got home, I found Grandma sitting in the living room waiting for me. She was wearing a one piece swimsuit that accentuated her colossal breasts and curvy figure. It clung to her body, hugging her wide hips, surprisingly small waist, and let her huge, saggy tits hang to her belly. As soon as she saw me, she stood up and walked over to me, her breasts bouncing with each step.
“Grandma,” I stammered, trying to find the words to express how uncomfortable I was feeling.
“Oh, I had swimming pool physical therapy today,” she said with a playful wink. “It helps keep me mobile and flexible.”
Before I could respond, Grandma hugged me hello, she pulled me close and her massive breasts pressing against my chest. I could have sworn I felt her hips grind against me slightly.
When she turned back toward the kitchen my jaw dropped as the back of her swimsuit was pulled high between her ass cheeks, showing big, round, soft cheeks that jiggled with each step. I was mesmerized as her fat, cellulite, granny booty wobbled to the kitchen. My dick growing in my pants. My grandma was a PAWG, a phat ass white granny.
As Grandma began preparing dinner, I found myself unable to focus on anything other than her huge, jiggling ass. Every time she moved, it seemed to sway hypnotically before me. I couldn’t deny the growing desire inside of me anymore. I had to make a move.
I walked into the kitchen where Grandma was cooking and stood behind her. She felt my presence and turned around, her eyes meeting mine for a moment before she looked down at my crotch. I couldn’t hide my erection anymore.
“I-I’m sorry, Grandma,” I stuttered. “I don’t know what came over me.”
To my surprise, she smiled and reached out to pat my crotch gently. “There’s no need to apologize, dear,” she said softly. “The way I see it, I live in your house, you work hard all week, every day you are taking care of me, even weekends you are helping me run errands and spending time with me so I am not lonely. As I see it, I am your woman now. I wasn’t sure you’d find this old lady attractive, but it seems like you are interested.” She smiled warmly, her eyes twinkled and her fingers squeezed my balls and ran up and down my shaft over my pants.
I swallowed hard, trying to gather my thoughts. “Grandma, I don’t want to disrespect you,” I started, “but I can’t help the way I feel. Your… body has this effect on me.”
I was taken aback by her words, but also strangely aroused. I couldn’t deny the desire coursing through my veins. I slowly reached out and brushed my hand against her hip, feeling the softness of her skin underneath the thin swimsuit fabric.
“Grandma,” I whispered hoarsely. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot.”
She smiled and turned back around to face the stove, her huge ass cheeks swaying gently. I couldn’t resist any longer. I pulled down my pants and underwear, freeing my hard cock. I stepped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her gently against me.
She let out a soft moan as she felt my bare chest against her back and my steely erection pressed against her plump ass. She slowly leaned back into me.
My sweet, innocent Grandma was allowing me to have my way with her.
I reached around and gently cupped one of her massive breasts in my hands, feeling the weight of it as I fondled her soft, warm flesh. She let out a deep moan as I kneaded her breast, rolling the nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
Her hand slide between us and her fingers wrapped around my cock.
“Well then,” she said, turning back to me with a sultry grin, “I believe it’s time for us to do something about that.”
She beckoned for me to follow her into the living room, where she sat down on the couch and patted the spot beside her. I took a deep breath and sat down, my heart pounding in my chest.
As I sat down beside her, she moved closer to me, their softness pressing against me.
Her eyes bored into me, and for a moment, I thought she might have regrets. But then she leaned forward, hooked her thumbs under the straps of her bathing suit, then slid them off her shoulders and her massive breasts fell out of her top, revealing her saggy pale, veiny tits. It was a sight I never thought I’d see.
I couldn’t believe this was really happening. My sweet, innocent Grandma was offering herself to me. I reached out and cupped one of her enormous breasts, feeling the soft, warm flesh in my hands. It was one of the best experiences of my life. Her tit was heavy and soft. It felt unbelievable.
She leaned forward, her breasts dangling towards me. I pushed my face into her cleavage, inhaling her familiar scent mixed with the faint smell of sweat.
She let out a long, low moan, her hand finding its way to the back of my head, gently pushing me closer to her chest. I cupped and lifted her huge udder and brought her nipple to my mouth, sucking on it gently, teasing the nipple with my tongue. Meanwhile, her other hand started to explore my body, running up and down my chest before reaching for my belt buckle. She undid it quickly, and my pants fell to the floor, revealing my hard, throbbing cock.
She looked down at it with a mix of lust and curiosity. “Oh my,” she said softly, her voice thick with desire.
“Oh, dear,” she whispered, her eyes widening in surprise. “You are quite big.” As her fingers slid under my balls she whispered, “Oh poor baby, these balls are so full aren’t they?”
I nodded, unable to speak as her hand wrapped around my shaft, stroking me gently but firmly. It felt incredible.
“Oh baby, I am gonna empty these balls for you right now and keep them empty from now on. Would you like that? Would you like grandma to be your personal live-in whore?”
My heart was racing as my grandma’s words sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t believe this was happening, but the thought of her being my personal whore was too much to resist. “Yes,” I managed to croak out. “I want that.”
Grandma smiled, their eyes twinkling with mischief as they looked down at me as I was lost sucking on her huge nipples and burying my face in her soft tits.
I gasped as she took my cock in her hand and gave it a squeeze. “I can’t believe you’re doing this.”
She gave me a sly grin. “You know, your grandfather was my husband, but he was also my master. I miss having a master. I miss being a slave to a nice hard cock like this.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My sweet, innocent Grandma had been living a secret life as a submissive to her husband. And now, she wanted me to be her new master.
She pushed me away gently, repositioned herself to her hands and knees beside me on the couch, slid her bathing suit to her ankles, and was now on all fours, naked, beside me on the couch. I leaned back, my hard cock pointed at the ceiling. Her tits huge down, swaying as she took a few smalls movements until her head was over my crotch, her mouth only inches above my throbbing dick.
She leaned forward, her breasts swaying enticingly before me, and whispered into my ear. “You see, my dear, I’m not just your grandma anymore. I’m your grandma-whore, and I’m here to serve you any way you please.”
I felt a surge of power course through me as I realized the control I had over this once-innocent woman. It was intoxicating.
“Now baby, tell grandma what you need her to do.”
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding with excitement. This was a dream come true. “I want you to suck my cock, Grandma,” I said, my voice trembling with desire.
She chuckled softly before leaning forward, her warm breath bathing the head of my cock. Slowly, she engulfed me, taking as much of my shaft into her mouth as she could. I moaned loudly as she began to bob her head, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside of my dick while her massive breasts swayed in front of me.
“That’s it, Grandma,” I whispered, my hands finding their way to her hips. “Take it all.”
She groaned, her eyes rolling back in her head as she took more of my cock into her mouth, her throat working as she deep-throated me. I moaned loudly as pleasure washed over me. It felt incredible to be worshiped by my own grandmother. I couldn’t believe this was happening. We were both exploring this new territory together.
As she sucked on my cock, I reached out and grabbed one of her massive breasts, squeezing and massaging it. It felt like a soft, warm pillow in my hands.
I moaned as she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, her warm mouth enveloping me. “Grandma,” I groaned, my head falling back against the couch. I knew this was wrong, but I couldn’t help myself. I was lost in the sensations, the feeling of her mouth sliding up and down my shaft.
“Sssh,” she whispered between slurps. “Just let go, baby. Let grandma take care of you.”
Her hand found its way between her legs, and she started rubbing her clit as she sucked on my cock. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was by this. I knew I should stop her, but I couldn’t bring myself to.
As she worked me over with her, mouth and hands, I couldn’t help but thrust into her mouth, moaning loudly.
“Fuck, yes, suck that dick grandma.” I put one hand on the back of her head, my other groping, lifting, and squeezing her massive hanging tits.
My mind was spinning as she continued to worship my cock. It felt amazing, but I knew it was wrong. I couldn’t believe I was doing this with my own grandmother.
“Grandma,” I whispered, trying to regain some control. “I think I’m going to cum.”
She pulled off my cock with a wet pop, looking up at me with a sultry smile. “Take your time, baby,” she said softly, running her tongue around her lips. “Let grandma serve you, worship you.”
I breathed heavily as she slowly licked my precum off her lips and down my shaft. It felt like an eternity before she finally swallowed me whole again.
I gasped as she took me deep into her throat, her soft warmth enveloping me. My hips bucked involuntarily, fucking her face as her massive breasts swayed rhythmically in front of me.
“Oh fuck, grandma,” I groaned, my hand fisting one of her breasts. I felt her warmth and wetness as she worked her magic on my cock.
I couldn’t believe what was happening, but I couldn’t stop it either. The pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming.
As she started bobbing her head up and down my shaft once more, I closed my eyes and let myself go. I gripped her hips tightly, lost in the sensation of her lips sliding up and down on my cock.
“Fuck, Grandma,” I moaned. “You’re so good at this.”
Her breasts swayed heavily as she began to bob her head up and down, sucking on my cock with a fervor that was both intoxicating and terrifying. I could feel the heat building inside me, the pleasure coursing through my veins.
“Grandma,” I groaned, my hips bucking involuntarily. “I can’t last much longer.”
She moaned in reply, her hands leaving my hips to move up to her chest, pinching and playing with her nipples as she sucked on my cock harder.
“Cum for me, baby,” she whispered, her breath hot against my sensitive skin. “Let grandma taste your cum.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My own grandmother, encouraging me to cum in her mouth. But the feeling was too good to resist.
“Is Grandma going to be your cum dumpster from now on, baby?” She asked, her mouth popping off the tip of my cock.
I gasped as her words hit me like a punch in the gut. “Yes,” I moaned, my body trembling. “I own you now.”
She smiled, her eyes gleaming with delight. “Good boy,” she purred, wrapping her lips back around my cock and taking me deep into her mouth once more before sliding back off and asking, “Are you gonna use my holes when you need to empty these balls?”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My own grandmother, talking to me like this. I swallowed hard, trying to control the surge of emotion that washed over me. But the feelings of power and excitement were too much to resist.
I pushed her head down, burying my cock in her throat until she was gagging. She struggled at first but I held her firmly in place, my balls resting on her chin. “Yes, this is how you will pay rent from now on, you will take my dick in whichever hole I choose. You will get you mouth, tits, pussy and ass fucked if I want it. Do you understand?”
She moaned and frantically rubbed her clit, grunting in orgasm as the vibrations from her gagged throat rippled through my shaft. She liked it rough, apparently.
I grabbed a fistful of her hair and started to pound her face onto my cock. I pulled on both her long, hard nipples before sliding my hand to her big, plump ass cheeks. I started to smack her big, jiggling ass as I fucked her face hard. I would shove her head down, burying my dick to the hilt in her throat, then smack her ass hard. She was swirling her fingers around her clit in a panic, cumming hard, as I used her mouth.
And then, I felt it. A wave of pleasure so intense it seemed to radiate out from my core. I gritted my teeth, holding on for dear life.
She groaned around my cock, her free hand finding its way to my balls. She squeezed gently, and I felt my climax building.
“Cum for me, baby,” she whispered, her breath hot against my skin. “Feed your grandma whore.”
And then, I did. I let go, feeling my whole body tense up as hot, thick cum spurted into her mouth. I heard her gulping it down eagerly, her hand massaging my balls to keep the cum flowing.
All I could do was moan loudly as I felt the first spurt of cum shoot into her waiting mouth. She didn’t miss a beat, taking my entire load down her throat as she continued to bob up and down on my cock. Her warm, wet mouth engulfed me as she swallowed my cum with gusto.
I held onto her hair tightly as I erupted inside her mouth, shooting rope after rope of hot cum onto the back of her tongue. She welcomed it all, swallowing every drop with a satisfied moan.
We stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, our bodies moving together in a rhythm that was both primal and intimate. Finally, when I could catch my breath, I pulled out of her mouth and lay back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling.
I turned to look at her and was met with a look of satisfaction and pride on her face. She had never looked sexier.
“Grandma,” I gasped, trying to catch my breath. “That was amazing.”
She chuckled softly, her breasts still swaying gently in front of me. “Well, baby, I’m here for you anytime you need me. Your cum dumpster, your personal whore, whatever you want.”
I couldn’t help but feel a mix of arousal and guilt, but I also knew that I had found something unique and exhilarating with my grandmother. Looking into her eyes, I knew that I was the one in control now.
“Thank you, grandma,” I said, my voice thick with desire. “I think I’ll take advantage of this new arrangement.”
That night, we ate dinner, and chatted normally. Before bed, I instructed Grandma to wait for me on my bed, on her knees, her ass in the air for me.
When I entered the room, she was exactly as I had instructed her.
I was taken aback by her eagerness and obedience. She seemed to enjoy the power exchange and the role she had in our new relationship. When I entered the room, she was already in position, her big, plump ass in the air, waiting for me to take her.
I crawled onto the bed and climbed on top of her, pushing her forward until her face was buried in the pillow. I spread her cheeks wide and gazed at the pink, puckered anus staring back at me.
“You are mine now,” I whispered into her ear. “Every hole is mine to take whenever I want.”
I positioned myself between her legs and rubbed the head of my cock against her wet, swollen pussy lips.
“Are you going to fuck your old grandma’s tight pussy, baby?” she asked, her voice full of anticipation.
I grinned, reaching down to spread her lips. She was already wet and ready for me. I positioned my cock at her entrance, slowly pushing inside her. She moaned loudly, arching her back as I filled her up.
“You feel so good, Grandma,” I whispered, starting to thrust slowly in and out of her. Her pussy gripped me tightly, her walls squeezing my cock with each thrust.
She moaned loudly into the pillow as I pushed forward, slowly sinking into her tight warmth.
She moaned softly as I slipped inside her tightness, filling her up with my length. I began to pound into her, feeling the warmth of her body enveloping me.
She talked dirty to me the entire time I fucked her from behind. I grabbed big handfuls of her soft ass cheeks, pushing her big cheeks together, gripping her hips, smacking her big soft ass that rippled with every pump of my cock.
I couldn’t believe how good it felt to be in control. The rough slaps against her ass cheeks added an extra level of pleasure, and the way she moaned and pleaded for more was incredibly arousing.
Our bodies moved together in rhythm, our breaths heavy and ragged. I couldn’t believe how much I was enjoying this newfound power and intimacy with my grandmother.
Oh my god, baby, yes! Fuck your old grandma’s tight pussy hard! That’s it, baby! Ooohhh, you’re so big and thick, I love it!” she moaned, meeting every thrust with a grind of her hips. Her pussy squeezed me tightly, her walls pulsing around my cock.
I leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. She tasted like a mixture of desire and submission, sending shivers down my spine. I continued to pound into her, feeling the heat from her body radiate through my skin.
“Cum for me, baby,” she whispered against my lips. “Fill your old grandma’s pussy with your hot cum.”
She moaned and twisted her hips, pushing back against me, meeting my thrusts with all her might. I gripped her hair tightly, pulling her head back as I plunged deeper into her wet warmth.
She was screaming my name now, her whole body shaking as she climaxed around my cock. I felt her walls tighten and spasm, gripping me tightly as she rode out her orgasm.
I kept fucking her, my hips snapping against her ass, my cock thrusting in and out of her with a force that left us both gasping for breath. She was mine, completely and utterly, and there was no denying the power and ecstasy that came with it.
Finally, I felt the familiar tightening in my balls, the warning sign that my cum was on its way.
Grandma could sense I was close and began to beg and plead in a deep, vulgar tone for me to finish using her.
“Come on baby, use your grandma whore, empty those balls into your old cum dumpster. That pussy is yours now, fill it. Fill this old whore up with your thick load.”
I dug my fingers into her big, fat ass and started pounding her in a frenzy of lust and power.
Through gritted teeth I growled degrading and abusive words at my own grandmother, her naked ass in the air, my cock buried in her pussy, using it to make myself cum, “Oh fuck,
grandma, you’re such a filthy cum dumpster. I’m gonna fill you full of my hot cum.”
I fucked her fast and hard.
“Grandma, you’re such a disgusting whore, aren’t you? You love this don’t you? Begging for cum like a dirty slut.”
“Yes, your are my master, I am a worthless cum dumpster, a Grandma whore letting her own grandson use her holes. I’m nothing but a fucking hole for you to fill.”
My words were harsh, but she seemed to love them. They were music to her ears. She moaned and bucked her hips into me, begging for more of the abuse. Her pussy clenched tightly around me again as I released my seed deep inside her, my hips bucking wildly as I shot load after load of hot cum into her waiting womb. She moaned and squirmed beneath me, taking every last drop of my cum like the good little whore she was.
Finally, I pulled out of her, leaving a trail of my cum leaking out of her satiated pussy. She remained on all fours, ass in the air, waiting for my next command. I smiled, realizing that this was the most intense and intimate experience I had ever shared with anyone, even if it was with my own grandmother.
From then on, Grandma was my personal whore.
She was always eager to please and could take my cock in any hole she had. I had never felt more in control or more desired. Grandma and I continued our new relationship in secret, growing closer than ever before. It was a twisted and taboo situation, but it was ours, and we both enjoyed it immensely.
I used her mouth, tits, and pussy whenever I felt like it. She would be watching tv in the living room and I would command her to crawl over to me and suck me off while I put on football. She had learned all the things to say to turn me on most. She would swallow my length into her throat, slowly suck her way back up, letting my cock head slip from her lips then talk dirty to me, repeating the process over.
“That’s right, feedback Grandma your big dick.”
SLURP GLUL GLUK POP
“Feed me your cum baby, use this old whore’s mouth the empty your load.”
SLURP GLUL GLUK POP
“You like your own grandmother, sucking your dick, and eating your cum?”
SLURP GLUL GLUK POP
She would take out her enormous, heavy tits and rest them on my thighs while she plunged my cock into her mouth. I will lean back, pull on her long, hard nipples, and enjoy her mouth working my cock.
She would milk my cock slowly until I grabbed the sides of her head and fucked her face violently. She would let me spray my loads down her throat, on her tongue, or jerk me off right onto her face until she was drenched in thick gobs and ropes of my jizz.
She was always eager to please, and her degradation only seemed to turn her on more. Sometimes we would roleplay together. She would dress like an old maid and I would walk up and jerk off onto her face while she cleaned the house. She would thank me for each load I empties onto her waiting face.
Or I would come into her bedroom at night and straddle her chest, oiling my cock and pulling her big heavy, pale tits out of her night gown. I would titfuck her while she pretended to sleep.
As I thrust my hips back and forth, squeezing her swollen nipples between my fingers, Grandma moaned softly underneath me.
She arched her back, offering her tits to me like a sacrifice. Her mouth opened wide, her tongue sticking out, her eyes closed as though dreaming..
“That’s it, Grandma,” I whispered in her ear. “Show me how much you love this.”
Her udders were so huge, I would press them together, my cock vanishing between them, the tip coming just barely out to touch her tongue. It looked incredible and felt even better. Soon I was spraying my cum right onto her waiting tongue and all over her face. Then I crept away to leave her to sleep, her tits flopping to her sides and my cum drying on her used face.
Grandma was most turned on by roleplaying that her grandson was raping her. I would come to her bed at night and pull her blankets aside. I would position myself between her legs, pull her panties aside carefully, and rub the tip of my dick up and down her slit slowly. She would stir away, and I would place a hand over her mouth.
“Shh,” I whispered. “It’s just me, your grandson. Don’t fight it.”
She squirmed underneath me, her big tits jiggling with each movement. I pushed my cock against her tight hole, spreading her wetness around the entrance.
“Please…stop,” she moaned against my hand. But I could tell she was lying.
I thrust into her slowly at first, feeling the tight heat of her pussy squeezing me. She gasped and tried to buck me off, but I held her down.
“You’re mine, Grandma,” I growled as I picked up the pace. “And I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.”
Her older woman body shook beneath me, taking my cock like the dirty whore she was. She whimpered and begged for mercy.
“Shhhh, it’s okay Grandma, just let your big strong grandson take care of you tonight,” I whispered into her ear. “You know you love it when I fuck your old worn out pussy.”
Grandma would moan loudly and try to struggle, but I was too strong for her.
“That’s it, Grandma, let your master fuck you good and hard,” I murmured against her neck. “You’re such a dirty old cum dumpster.”
As I fucked her, I could feel her pussy tightening around me.
I would take my hand off her mouth to roughly pull her night gown up, her enormous pale udders flopping out as I dipped my head to suck and bite them.
“No, baby, please don’t. Don’t rape grandma’s pussy? Please baby…” She would whimper, her hips pumping back toward my thrusting cock.
As Grandma squirmed and begged, I couldn’t help but admire the sight of my cock plunging in and out of her wrinkled pussy while she tried to resist me. The desperation in her eyes as she tried to stop me from taking what she so clearly wanted made me even more turned on.
I would grab handfuls of her huge soft tit meat, burying my face between them while she continued to beg and plea for me to stop.
“No honey, you can’t do this, you can’t fuck grandma’s pussy. Please, don’t force me to take your dick, honey.”
Her words were a pathetic attempt to deny the intense pleasure she was experiencing. I watched as her face contorted into a mixture of pain and ecstasy. Her old body trembled beneath me, but it couldn’t resist my young strength.
“You’re mine, Grandma,” I growled as I thrust harder into her. “You always have been.”
Her pussy clenched tightly around my cock, milking me for every drop of cum she could get. It felt like heaven as she took me deep inside her, wringing out every last bit of pleasure from our twisted relationship.
“Please… no more,” she moaned, her voice cracking with emotion. “I can’t take any more.”
But she did. She took every last inch of my cock, groaning and squirming as I pounded into her. I could feel her walls quivering.
She would cry out in pain and pleasure as my cock stretched her walls, slamming into her deepest core. Her pussy would clench around me, trying to hold on as I fucked her with increasing force.
“You like that, don’t you, Grandma?” I growled into her ear. “You love feeling your grandson’s big cock stretching you open.”
She moaned and nodded, unable to speak through her gasps for air. Her nails dug into my back as she tried to pull me closer, begging for more.
“That’s it, Grandma,” I whispered harshly. “Take all of it. Beg me to rape you, beg your grandson to rape you grandma.”
Grandma whimpered and shook her head, but her hips bucked up against me in rhythm with my thrusts. Her words were garbled and incoherent, but the desperation in her eyes was clear.
“Rape me, baby,” she managed to choke out. “Fuck your dirty old grandma. Take what you want.”
I grinned and slammed into her harder, feeling the heat of our bodies mingling together. Her pussy was wet and hot around my cock, squeezing me tightly with every thrust.
“That’s it, Grandma,” I growled. “Take your grandson’s big dick like the dirty whore you are.”
She moaned and arched her back, her tits bouncing free as she tried to meet my thrusts. I grabbed one of her massive breasts and squeezed it hard.
Her body shook with the force of my thrusts as she did as I commanded.
“Please, rape me, baby,” she whimpered. “Rape your dirty old grandma.”
And with those words, Grandma lost herself completely to the depravity between them. Her resistance crumbled under the weight of my demands, and she began to plead with me in a voice that was both broken and desperate.
“Please, baby, rape your old grandma,” she whimpered, arching her back off the bed. “Fill me up with your young cock. I need it so much.”
I smiled cruelly down at her and thrust even harder, feeling her walls clench tightly around me. With one hand I gripped her throat, silencing her pleas for mercy.
“You’re mine now, Grandma,” I growled. “My dirty little secret, my own personal fuck toy.”
Her eyes rolled back in her head as she reached her climax, her whole body shaking violently underneath me.
“Yes, baby,” she groaned. “Give it to me, give it all to me.”
Her breathing became ragged, her body trembling with each thrust. Her big tits bounced with every movement, begging to be touched.
“You love this, don’t you, Grandma?” I asked, my voice raw with lust. “You love feeling your grandson’s cock stretch you open.”
She nodded her head, her eyes closed tightly as she tried to contain the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her.
“Yes, baby,” she managed to choke out. “Fill me up, make me yours, finish raping Grandma.”
With one last savage thrust, I emptied myself inside her, feeling her walls quiver around my cock as she milked every last drop from me. She groaned and shook beneath me, her old body trembling with the force of our passion.
As I slowly pulled out of her, my cock still pulsing with the last remnants of my orgasm, I couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. Grandma was now covered in a sheen of sweat, her skin flushed with desire. Her eyes were glazed over, her body still quivering slightly from the intense pleasure she had just experienced.
“That was amazing, Grandma,” I said, smiling down at her. “Now go back to sleep and dream of being your grandson’s personal whore.”
“Thank you, baby,” she whispered. “Thank you for raping Grandma.”
To be continued…
Maybe he will share her, maybe he will make her an internet star, maybe he will use her discretely at family events.