Pleasuring Granny Pt3 - Sex Stories

Pleasuring Granny Pt3

... purchase also included an old Land Rover, which is kept in a barn behind the house. However, events soon unfolded to prove that although my life may have changed, "Pleasuring Granny" has merely taken a new direction. Chapter Three. Date: July 2011 I met my next-door neighbour two weeks after moving into my cottage. I had been sitting on the porch with my laptop, reading a story from this site, when she came up from the beach to say hello. Unaware that anyone was around, I turned to face her. I heard the sound of celestial trumpets, and forgot to close the screen because, (oh how the gods smile upon me) there stood a very attractive woman. She is 5' 9", slim, with short hair, and as I soon discovered, small, firm breasts, on a hard, agile, and very smooth body. I did notice that her left hand had a missing finger and one that was crooked, but other than that, she looked in fine shape. We exchanged names. Hers is Brenda. On learning that I was now the owner of the cottage, she told me that we were neighbours, and my life looked brighter already. I soon learned that she had a daughter who worked for a cruise company, and therefore, was absent for long periods. She had some very good friends in the South, but preferred to live where she did although the remoteness was sometimes a drag. I hadn't noticed that she could see the laptop screen until she stopped talking and stared at it. I could only wait until she reacted. Having read the page, she turned to me, and those trumpets ...

... sounded again. "Wow! do you have any more like that?" I showed her how to navigate the website and how to choose a story to read, then I waited until she'd read through a couple. She was pink faced when she finally looked up, and I didn’t think it was from embarrassment. "Are you shocked?" "No I'm not shocked, obviously I knew that there was tons of porn on the web, but I never knew that it was also in text form just from people's own imagination, that is very erotic." Once she had recovered her composure, I admitted that I had submitted two parts of a story and asked if she would care to read it. She most certainly would, so I called it up and went to make some tea for us as she read it. On my return, I received the third degree. "How old are you Tim?" "Sixty Five." "Ha! I thought I had found a toy-boy and it turns out I am the toy. I'm Fifty Eight. Are you married?" "No." "Gay?" "No." "This will probably freak you out, but I have to act now or chicken out. I like you, I'm not a slut, and I know we hardly know each other, but I haven't had a man inside me for a long time and those stories have lit a fuse. There is no other way to say this and I'm now bloody desperate, would you please take me inside and demonstrate your claimed ability to make women scream with pleasure?" I would, I could, and two hours later, I had. She had removed most of her clothes before we reached the bedroom. Her knickers hit the floor as we entered, presenting me with the view of a lovely smooth ...