Inheriting Grandma - Sex Stories

Inheriting Grandma

... 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 ...