Pleasuring Granny: Part 5 - Sex Stories

Pleasuring Granny: Part 5

... am, and I've not changed. I would also add that if my understanding is correct, you've had group sex with other women." "That's different, we are an all-woman group, aren't you even a little bit ashamed of your behaviour?" "Why should I be ashamed? All the people involved were there because they wanted to be. Granny seduced me and I’ll be forever grateful, after that, each person made their own choices, and I haven't changed. “I just want to have as much sex as I can get. I would never, force any woman to do anything she didn't want to do and I would never do anything to hurt a woman and your mom knows this. She and I just use each other for our pleasure. It might be love, I don't know, but I do know that it's more than just lust. Whatever it is, it's fantastic. "I'm not going to take your mom away from you, and I’m not even going to try and persuade you that following your mom's example might give you a very pleasant surprise." "That is just as well. I'm thirty-two, and I'm a virgin. I've seen a man's cock but I've never touched one. Mom says that she thinks you'd be the ideal man to take my cherry, but I don't feel that I have to lose it just because it might be a good experience." “Your coffee’s cold, would you like me to make you a fresh one?" "Yes please, what is the name of the web site?" "I told her and explained how to navigate through the site then left to make the coffee." When I came back into the room, Carol was still reading so I placed the coffee on the table ...

... and left her to it. I gave her time to read a couple of stories before returning. She was standing, her face was pink, and she looked very nervous. As I approached her, she moved back and asked me to sit down on the chair she'd been using, "Don't say anything please, just do as I ask. Take your trousers and underpants off then sit down." "Ermm…" "Do it." "Okay." I also removed my shirt, I was really going to enjoy this, I hoped. Carol knelt before me and stared at my cock, which even as she watched grew harder and longer until it was fully erect. Gingerly she put out a hand and touched it; and when it didn't bite, she put her hand around it and then looked up at me and said. "This is solid, and I couldn't get that in my mouth never mind in my vagina." "It wouldn't go in anywhere if it wasn't stiff. Moving on to the next part of that sentence; you've read the story, you know your mother has no trouble with my penis, why do think you are any different to anyone else?" As I was speaking, she had begun to slide her hand slowly up and down my now aching shaft, so I abandoned my attempt to get her to rationalize her feelings and instead concentrated on not coming in her face. She squeezed my cock a little harder and asked me if that hurt me, and when I said no, she kept that pressure and began masturbating me until she'd achieved her goal. I had to push her away from the firing line as a stream of juice spurted into the air where, moments before, her face had been. We heard the car ...