Grandma was Confused - Sex Stories

Grandma was Confused

... wrinkled her face truly was, as every line was brought out in a bas relief of pleasure. This intensely erotic visual happened just as Grandma's pussy clamped down on my cock once more. Knowing I could no longer hold back, like a marathon runner saving that last bit of energy for the finish line I drove into Grandma's pussy with such vigor that the bed rocked against the wall and walked a few inches. An atomic bomb exploded behind my eyes, another went off from within my balls. Megatonnes of ecstasy obliterated my consciousness and I let loose with a groaning, grunt that seemed to echo in the room. For a few moments we clung to each other, lips locked in a passionate kiss. Grandma urged me onto my back and lay across my chest. Pressed against my chest her pendulant breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing making her seem to rock back and forth. As her hammering heart slowed she gazed at me with an expression of lust and adoration. This time, despite her tight, throbbing pussy my spent cock did go completely limp. It slipped out of her. A perverse thrill ran through me as I felt hot fluid drip across my naked thighs and wilted dick as the two loads I'd blasted into my Grandma slowly trickle out of her. As my eyes drifted downwards my tired cock gave a slight twitch as I watched her black panties darken as they soaked up the love fluids seeping from her still pulsing lips. Grandma's saw where I was staring and gave me a wicked grin. She pressed her wet crotch against ...

... my thigh and rubbed some of the hot stickiness against me. "I love the feeling of a man's juice slowly oozing out of me after a good fuck. And that's quite a lot of juice, buddy boy." She leaned over me reached into her night stand drawer and took out a leather cigarette case and a small tin ashtray. As she tilted back I watched her drooping breasts sway, her nipples were still hard and engorged, giving me the urge to suck on one like a piece of candy. She dropped the ashtray on my chest, clicked open the cigarette case, shook out one and slipped it between her coral lips. Sliding out the lighter she flicked it once, lit her cigarette and tossed the case back into the drawer. Taking a deep drag, she removed the cigarette from her mouth and held it before her. She exhaled a plume of smoke at the tip of her cigarette to make it burn more evenly. Now my grandmother did not smoke, or at least hadn't for years. As intensely erotic as I found this, indeed seeing her mouth curl around the cigarette made my exhausted cock tingle, it made me feel horrible. I thought that by humoring Grandma to let her think I was Grandpa Caleb, I'd made her regress even more. That she was also thinking it was several years in the past. Noticing the horror in my eyes, Grandma gave me a wicked smile and let smoke curl out of her nose. Her eyes became flirty with a hint of humor. "Even though I gave them up years ago I still wanted to indulge in a cigarette after really good sex. Grinning around her ...