Three Granddaughters -Part three- Brianna - Sex Stories

Three Granddaughters -Part three- Brianna

... her birthday present, a dinner ring that her Granny had worn many times. The six diamonds and gold mounting were worth around two thousand dollars, “Granny was the youngest of her, and her sisters; and she wanted you to have it, being the youngest of you three. Dusty’s necklace and middle girl’s bracelet are probably worth about the same, dollar wise. This ring is the oldest piece of jewelry she had. “Now then, are we still on for dinner and drinks tonight? I just might even feel like dancing, as long as you ladies don’t wear me out.” All three of my granddaughters decided to wear red mini-skirts to the club. Mickey had ridden with me and, since she wore no panties, my fingers smelled like her cunt by the time we arrived. Andy brought Dusty; and Wayne had brought Tess and Brianna. Tess’s mini was white and just a tad longer than the red ones… but she looked, fucking, delectable… for a woman approaching forty. Things worked out perfectly. Tess would be able to drive Wayne home; she was a recovering alcoholic and couldn’t drink. He took the opportunity to have a couple whiskey sours, which he never drank at home. Judging from the apparent bulge in his pants, that white mini-skirt would be on the floor of the bedroom, as soon as they got home. Dusty was nursing little Wade, so she couldn’t drink, either, so she would drive Andy home. He had a couple margaritas but couldn’t get drunk because of his work schedule the next day. Wayne seemed relieved to hear Bri would be going home ...

... with Mickey and me. He and Tess would be able to make as much noise as they wanted and fuck anywhere in the house with his daughter gone. Mickey, Bri, and me… oh, hell yeah, that sounded really, really good to me. I decided one drink would be enough for me, so I allowed the girls to have as much as they wanted. Mickey liked craft beer and had several. Bri decided she liked rum and Coke… very much. What she didn’t realize was how that shit will kick your ass later, when you’re not expecting it. And it did… Right after a dance with Dusty, I saw a young man working his way toward Bri, “Who’s the red headed guy beside your sister?” Dusty’s ‘OH SHIT!’ exclamation confirmed my suspicion… it was Bri’s ex-boyfriend, Rusty. I watched as he tried to pull Bri closer and I saw her pull away. When he took her arm again, I stopped Wayne from interfering, “I’ll handle this, Wayne. You know I can.” I grabbed the boy’s wrist and told him to let her go. He immediately took offense and told me, “Fuck off, old man. She’s my girl. Go find someone your own age.” I squeezed the wrist and told him, “You listen to me, you little nutless bitch. Take your hand off my granddaughter before I break your fuckin’ arm. Trust me, buddy, you Goddamn sure don’t want to fuck with a real man who can hold his own.” The bouncer appeared at my side, “Alright, break it up here before I have to escort both of you out.” I looked him in the eye, “When this punk takes his hands of this girl, I’ll turn him loose. I spent ...