I married Diane, Carol’s grandmother when she was 8, her mother Elaine was a single parent and Diane did everything she could to support her daughter and granddaughter.

In my late fifties, Diane was my perfect match, we fitted together perfectly, she had a super figure for her age, she indulged me in my sexual whims, I had a high sex drive and she entertained me whenever the urge came.

Sadly after 4 wonderful years, Diane passed away, leaving a huge void in my life. Rather than allow myself to wallow in the depths of despair, I focussed on supporting Elaine and Carol in whatever way I could, happy in the knowledge that Diane would have wanted this. I did anything they needed, fixing up their small home, school runs when Elaine had to work and babysitting Carol when Elaine had a rare night out.

I lived fairly remotely, out of town on a 5-acre plot, no neighbours, the peace and solitude I loved. I missed Diane a lot, my cock missed Diane a lot too! I had bookmarked a lot of porn on my laptop and had managed to hook the laptop to my big TV screen and regularly enjoyed sitting in my recliner whenever the mood took me, watching my favourite porn, in my dressing gown and stroking my aching cock until my cum exploded all over my chest. It gave me release, I hadn’t bothered looking for another woman but my cock missed the female attention.

Once Carol turned 16 I saw less of her and Elaine, Elaine asked for my help occasionally but now Carol was old enough to look after herself their need for me lessoned. I spoke to Elaine regularly on the phone, by now Carol was 18 and her mother confided in me what a promiscuous madam she had become. A regular favourite with the boys in her area, she had been caught on numerous occasions in compromising positions and Elaine was at the end of her tether. The school break was coming up, 6 weeks of Carol being in Elaine’s home, alone, doing whatever she liked and Elaine had had enough.

She asked me if I could have Carol for the 6 weeks, hoping that the remote location would curb her activities and bring her back to reality. I must confess I was reluctant, selfishly I realised that I would probably have little or no opportunity for my porn entertainment but then chastised myself realising that Elaine was desperately reaching out for my help. So, I agreed, Elaine would bring Carol over next weekend.

When Mum told me, I was going to Grandad’s for the 6 weeks of holidays I was not a happy bunny! Realising that she was attempting to contain my sluttish behaviour I made sure she knew with several tantrums. She just didn’t understand, I was in constant arousal, happy to suck off any boy who wanted, loved to be eaten out and fucked in whatever way they wanted. If I had no available partner, I would happily pinch my nipples, rolling them tightly in my fingers, stroking my smooth, shaved pussy, ending in finger fucking myself whilst pinching my swollen clit with my other hand. I also had a small vibrator, it wasn’t the most effective, stuck in my cunt but holding it against my clit or burying a hairbrush handle in my cunt and angling the little buzzing machine on my clit and against the handle created some mind-blowing orgasms.

So, when packing for my trip to isolation, I made sure my vibrator and the thickest handled hairbrush I could find where safely secreted in my luggage with a good stash of batteries. The 2-hour drive to Grandad’s was definitely lacking in conversation, I was still in a huge sulk with my Mum and she decided not to try to strike up any conversation either.

Elaine and Carol arrived about lunchtime. I came out of the house to meet them as they got out of the car, I enveloped Elaine in a hug and she whispered in my ear how grateful she was for this. Carol stood awkwardly to one side and I moved to her asking was she was going to give her old grandad a hug. My, she had grown some in the past two years, wearing denim shorts and a t-shirt she had beautiful dark hair cut in a sharp bob, huge chestnut brown eyes, grapefruit size tits and legs that seemed to go for miles, definitely attractive to the eye. I gave her a brief hug and suggested I carry her luggage inside. We left it in the hallway, I had prepared a light lunch of sandwiches as I knew Elaine would want to be back on the road as soon as possible so that she would be home before dusk.

Sitting and eating was an uncomfortable affair, the atmosphere between Elaine and Carol was awful to say the least. Elaine and I chatted amongst ourselves whilst Carol ate her sandwiches in between glares at her Mum. Elaine helped me clear the plates away and I walked her to the car to say our goodbyes. She sighed and hugged me, we didn’t speak, as our numerous calls over the past couple of weeks had indicated what Carol had been up to. I understood her frustrations and know she felt relief to unburden her difficult daughter onto someone else for 6 weeks.

I watched her car drive away and returned to the house, Carol sat at the kitchen table staring into space. ‘Come on young lady, let’s get your luggage up to your room so you can make yourself comfortable.’ She got up from the table and followed me upstairs. I have a fairly spacious home, downstairs is pretty much open plan, there is a large lounge with an L shaped sofa and of course my recliner, off to the side was the kitchen and towards the back was the stair case to the next floor. I had a large bedroom with an en-suite shower room at the far end of the hallway, there were 3 further bedrooms and a large bathroom before that.

I had decided to give her the bedroom nearest the stairs being the furthest bedroom from mine allowing each other some privacy. The bathroom was next to her room so she didn’t have far to go.
I hefted her suitcase onto her bed and left her to it, showing her the bathroom and explaining that would be for her soul use whilst staying here.

For the rest of the day I didn’t see her, I carried out some jobs on the yard and left her to it.

My room was nicer than I expected, a large double bed, bedside storage either side and plenty of wardrobe space. The bathroom even better, large vanity sink area with a huge mirror covering the back wall, massive bath and walk in shower, it was like a hotel!

I unpacked my clothes, tucking my vibrator in one of the bedside drawers under my panties, as I held it in my hand before putting it away, my cunt tingled begging for my attention, I shut down my body’s demands and carried on putting things away. Once I had finished organising my room, I looked out the window and could see grandad working in the yard. I went into the bathroom to take a pee, sliding down my shorts and panties, I spread my legs and sat on the toilet and relieved my bladder. Wiping myself, my pussy once again reminded me of its lack of attention for the past many hours. Knowing grandad was safely out of the way in the garden, I spread my legs wider sitting on the toilet and slid my fingers back and forth through my smooth lipped folds. Immediately my cunt started to produce juices and I smeared my lubrication all over my pussy, rubbing plenty into my clit which was soon swollen.

I quickly rubbed my fingers across my clit, my body demanding a fast orgasm until my body spasmed and I quickly shoved two fingers into my cunt driving them in and out as my vaginal muscles clenching at them hungrily. Moaning quietly, enjoying the brief respite, I leant back against the toilet cistern and allowed my body and my breath time to recover.

Over the next couple of days Carol and myself seemed to settle into a quiet companionship of living in the same house together. Carol was always polite and courteous and helped around the kitchen and house doing her share. On about the third day in, I got up and went into my bathroom to carry out my ablutions and have a shave. On retrieving my razor and shaving foam, I noticed a dark hair stuck to it, I knew this didn’t belong to me as I am as grey as they come. Had Carol been using it, I asked myself? Then my mind started to wander, what was she shaving, armpits but then my mind wandered further, I couldn’t help it, I was a virile man still, was she shaving her pussy? I had never thought of Carol that way! I guess, taking into consideration my cock had had no attention for a few days, I was perhaps a little sexually frustrated. Nevertheless, I washed the razor off and had my morning shave, trying to shut my brain off from my perverse thoughts.

That night as I lay in bed, sleep would not come, as I lay there with my eyes closed, I recalled one of my favourite porn scenes, an older man with a young girl, her pussy shaved bare revealing her slit and her plump young lips. As I continued to visualise the movie, my cock grew hard, I couldn’t help but wrap my hand around it and slowly grip it up and down, by now the scene had this young girl sucking the old guy’s cock, she had squatted down with her legs spread apart, the camera panning from her young angelic face filled with cock looking up at the guy then down to her wide spread open bare pussy, a beautiful blush pink, shiny and oozing her juices. I came with a grunt into my other hand, relieving my poor frustrated cock, my copious sperm spattering onto my grey haired chest. I wiped myself clean with my discarded boxers and drifted off to sleep.

Three days in and I was struggling sexually. My pussy itched for attention constantly, I found myself walking with my legs tight together, trying to mash my pussy lips against one another. I had realised on the second day that I had forgotten my razor and had sneaked into grandad’s bathroom to ‘borrow’ his razor. Even the shaving of my pussy encouraged my juices to flow, the blade sliding over my cunt lips, raking over my clit area, my fingers holding my lips apart. Having my leg up on the vanity so I could reach all my folds I could clearly see my creamy juices sliding down my lips, dripping down my thigh. I knew grandad was in the house, so frustratingly I could not do anything about it.

The next day he was out in the yard again, seeking a desperately needed opportunity, I hurried to my bedroom, pulling my shorts and panties down, grabbing my vibrator, lying flat out on the bed and opening my legs wide. Seconds later my cream is flowing, and I am sliding my cold plastic friend, not yet turned on, up and down my hungry pussy. Impatient as well as starved of regular orgasms, I twisted the base and my battery powered assistant buzzed into life. I groaned, grateful for the delicious sensations as I stroked my sensitive lips, avoiding my clit for as long as I could stand. The minute I pressed the head of the vibrator to my clit I was lost, the buzzing against my swollen bud of nerves so satisfying. Sliding the head left and right of my clit soon had me orgasming, a powerful muscle spasm discharging juices from my cunt. I groaned loudly in euphoric pleasure but I suddenly turned the vibrator off in panic and held my breath, I was sure I heard the creak of floorboards on the hall way, panicking as I realised I had not closed my bedroom door properly and had foolishly left it slightly ajar. Had grandad heard me getting off, had he seen me?

I’d finished my work in the yard and come inside to wash up and change. Carol wasn’t downstairs and as I climbed the stairs I could hear a faint buzzing sound, the closer I got to Carol’s bedroom I could also hear soft panting moaning breaths. Her bedroom door was slightly open, I could see a partial view of the lower part of her bed, a bare foot up to mid-thigh which started to tremble and straighten as I heard her moan loudly. I immediately realised and swiftly passed by the door to the safety of my room when I realised what she had been doing. My cock was rock hard as I quickly stripped off, locking myself in the shower room, turning the water on immediately. Soaping my hands, I grasped my cock and immediately started to corkscrew my hand around my member. My granddaughter had been masturbating with a vibrator and I had heard her in the throes of orgasm, my cock could not have been harder and the visions floating inside my brain soon brought my cum rushing forth and splashing against the tiled wall as I continued to strangle every ounce of cum from my cock.

I was nervous as I prepared supper, had grandad heard me, let alone seen me through the doorway? He came into the kitchen as I set out cutlery on the table, to my relief he seemed no different, chatting away making polite conversation. We ate dinner and he helped me clear away and we moved to the living room and watched some TV. I was dozing off and made my excuses to go to bed, I cleaned my teeth, stripped off and put a long t-shirt on and was soon fast asleep, obviously my little masto session had worn me out!

I woke about 1am, thirsty, so getting out of bed, I quietly made my way along the landing to the top of the stairs to get a drink of water from the kitchen. Peaking through the balustrades, I stopped dead, the living room was in darkness lighting wise except for the TV, it’s a large screen about 54 inch I guess, the room was lit with a bluey glow and to my shock grandad sat in his recliner, dressing gown wide open, revealing him wanking the biggest cock I had ever seen! I licked my lips in excitement as I then realised he was watching porn, an old man had a young girl spread out on a table and he was finger fucking her bald cunny furiously. He obviously had the sound muted as I could not hear anything but imagined what her copiously wet cunt would sound like as he rammed his fingers, knuckle deep in and out of her twat.

I sat on the top step, my eyes flitting between the porn action and grandad stroking his monster, my fingers soon ventured to my cunny as I spread my legs and stroked myself. The old man on the TV stood up, continuing to finger fuck the girl at a crazy speed but moved along the table until she took his cock into her mouth taking him deep into her throat. The man held the back of her head and pistoned his hips, fucking her mouth hard, saliva drooled from her mouth and her eyes watered. Grandad started to speed up his masturbation, trying to match the rhythm of the face fucking until both him and the old man on the TV tightened his arse cheeks depositing his cum deep down into the girl’s throat. I watched in awe as grandad’s spunk shot rope after rope onto his belly and chest as he groaned.

Thoughts of my thirst for water at least, had long been forgotten, I quietly scrambled to my feet and returned to my bedroom, closing the door silently. I covered my body with a sheet and massaged my clit in a crazy blur of fingers visualising grandad’s huge fuck monster until I came, biting my lower lip to silence my moans.

Over the next few days Carol seemed to change, morphing herself into a sexy minx showing signs of the little tart her mum had said she was. Her clothes became more and more revealing, she wore light cotton blouses, no bra, I kept getting sight of her hard nipples through the gauzy fabric. When she served breakfast, she would lean closely over my shoulder and I could feel her hard little buds rubbing against me. She had a couple of pairs of denim shorts, I loosely call them shorts, they were cut so short at the back, revealing the beautiful half globes of her arse cheeks and the crotch area was so narrow when she bent over to get something out of the oven I was convinced she was not wearing panties as I could clearly see her bald pussy lips divided by what was left of the crotch seam!

In the evenings, she would encourage me to come and sit on the sofa with her, she liked to cuddle up to me, often stretching out on the sofa with her head in my lap. My poor cock was in a constant state of half if not full arousal, I would often return to the living room late in the night, in my dressing gown, watching my favourite movies but the young girl’s face was not what I saw, I saw Carol’s, those pretty chestnut eyes gazing up at me as she took my cock into her mouth. My guilty thoughts of being a perverse grandad no longer there, only the desire to fuck her and I didn’t care at what cost.

One morning later than usual, I was up in my bedroom getting changed into my yard gear, I could hear the shower on in Carol’s bathroom. Once dressed, I had heard the water shut off and I started to walk along the landing. The bathroom door was open, from the darkness of the hallway where I knew she could not see me, I could clearly see her in the vanity mirror. She was naked, her grapefruit size titties, with pink aureoles and dark red nipples, running my hungry eyes down past her smooth flat tummy to one leg propped up on the vanity surface, her pussy spread wide open as she shaved herself with my razor! I held my breath as I watched her glide it back and forth over her vulva, pussy lips, back and forth between her arse cheeks, removing the shaving foam to display her spread cunt lips, realising the reality of where my lucky razor had been before or after I shaved my face!

As I silently stood watching, my heart raced as a string of her thick creamy juices started to stretch into a long glob as she moved the razor away from her pussy, I was desperate to taste her nectar. Once she had finished, she stroked her fingers back and forth obviously taking pleasure in feeling her smooth wet pussy. Clearly aroused she slid her two longest fingers into her cunt, I listened to the sucking, slurping sounds as she started to finger herself leisurely with one hand, her other hand spreading her lips wide, revealing her hardening clit in the mirror’s reflection.

I could not move, I watched her bring herself off, her juices dripping down on to the floor, never had I seen so much cunt cream ooze from a woman. My cock twitched in my overalls, throbbing at the tantalising sight, I desperately wanted to at least rub it through my trousers but dare not make a sound. Once she had come, I crept quietly away, down the stairs, out of the house, across the yard and into the barn where I swiftly pulled out my cock and furiously wanked it, ejaculating all over some straw that was piled into the corner. I leaned against the wall, breathing heavily trying to recover.

I knew grandad was upstairs when I went to take my shower, since seeing his huge cock, I was determined to tease him until he did something about it. I had heard a floorboard creak at his end of the landing, I gave him a good show, shaving my cunt always makes me horny but knowing he was there watching had me dripping goo like a tap. I masturbated furiously knowing he was my audience, fucking my oozing cunt with two fingers, knowing the sucking noises would torment him! I was so determined to have that cock, the boys I had sucked and fucked at home, paled into comparison to grandad’s piece of meat. The slut I knew I was, needed that, had to have that and would do anything I could to get his attention and get what I wanted.

That night, I devised a plan, I found one of grandad’s wife-beater vests in the airing cupboard, once on it was too big but if positioned it right the thin straps just covered my nipples but a slight twist of the material revealed all of my titties. To complete the outfit, I had a pair of sweatpants, I cut the legs off real short, so when standing, they appeared decent but once I laid down and twisted a little they gaped wide open, showing off my bare cunt. I stayed awake, waiting until quite late into the night and then ventured to the top of the landing. True to form grandad sat there watching his porn with his robe pulled open.

I heard a loud yawn and a dishevelled Carol trudged noisily down the stairs, I hastily pulled my robe together, in an attempt to hide my swollen cock and flipped the TV remote to a random channel. I asked her what she was doing up so late, she said she couldn’t sleep and needed a drink. She ventured into the kitchen and I heard her run the tap and assume take a drink. She returned to the living room and sat on the sofa saying could she sit with me and watch some TV until she felt tired again.

I shuffled my robe tie and drew the ends into a bow and moved to the sofa, she laid out in her usual position on her back with her head on my thigh turned towards the screen. She grabbed the remote heightened the volume and started channel hopping, she soon discovered my porn film and with a sly smile said ‘that will do’.

The film had barely started, it was my favourite one, the old guy seduces the young innocent girl, over a process of events until he fucks her. Carol watched intently and twisted and wriggled around, her head rubbed against my swelling cock. I looked down at her, she was wearing one of my vests, it was far too big, the straps twisted and showing off her delightful breasts. I couldn’t help it but rest my hand on her arm and start stroking her soft skin in a circular motion, I moved further up until my caressing was right next to her tit. Her skin was covered in goose-bumps as I drifted my stroking fingers across to her breast until I was circling her hard nipple, the skin of her aureole puckered tight. My fingertips rubbed across her nipple, I heard her take a sharp intake of breath, I carried on, figuring she will either push me away or she won’t. I pinched her puckered bud between my fingers, twisting slightly before transferring my attention to her other breast.

By now in the video the old man had the girl naked and spread on the table as he stood over her stroking her cunt. Carol’s eyes were glued to the TV but she was breathing faster. My hand wandered lower, the shorts she was wearing had twisted round revealing at least half of her beautiful smooth pussy because of the gaping leg hole. I tentatively reached down, my fingertips lightly stroking her inner thigh but swiftly moving to her vulva, she moaned and pushed her hips upwards, my encouragement to venture further. I slid my fingers between her crease, down into her folds, she was so wet, I spread my two fingers wide, sliding up and down pushing her lips apart, on the upstroke I drew my fingers together pinching her clit before returning and spreading them downwards.

The screen now showed the old man finger fucking her, with the volume up, his aggressiveness as he fucked her was loudly obvious by her moaning and squelching. Carol moaned and quietly said just ‘please’, I plunged two fingers into her soggy cunt to the knuckles and started mimicking the actor. ‘Oh yes please harder’, she mumbled between gasps and placed one leg up the back of the sofa, the other splayed open, her foot on the floor. I pumped my fingers in and out of her wet cunt, my thumb massaging her clit pressing down hard, my other hand pinching her nipples alternatively. My rock-hard cock was throbbing, her head rubbed back and forth over my swollen member, I continued to mash my knuckles into her as her body bowed tight, her pelvis tilting upwards, as her orgasm broke. I slowed my fingers down as I enjoyed her cunt muscles tighten and release, then streams of come ran down onto my knuckles, between her arse cheeks and dripped down onto the sofa.

I watched grandad remove his hand from my cunt, his fingers dripping my juices everywhere, he brought them to his mouth and sucked and licked his fingers clean. My pussy still pulsing from the epic orgasm I had received from him. In a firm demanding voice he ordered me to stand up, strip and kneel between his legs. I happily complied and waited, I had no hesitation, I was a slut and all I wanted was to please grandad in any way, anything to have his attention and comply with his wishes.

He pulled his robe apart, his swollen cock with the foreskin pulled back revealing his purple tip, he didn’t need to tell me what to do. I leaned forwards, my hard nipples grazing his hairy thighs, my hands grasped the girth of his cock, pulling it towards my mouth and I lovingly rubbed my lips and tongue all around the swollen end. Grandad groaned, I looked up at him looking down at me, as I ran my tongue around the tip and with both hands squeezed his hard rod of cock. Some precum seeped from the tip, I caught it with my tongue sweeping it into my mouth to savour the salty taste.

Still retaining eye contact, I opened my mouth wide and sucked his cock deep into my mouth, gagging at the first contact with my throat. I deep throated boys easily in the past but their pin dicks were nothing in comparison to grandad’s log. I concentrated on licking his sensitive seam as I sucked him hard. With two hands grasping the base of his cock, I bobbed my head up and down, soaking his cock with my saliva and his precum. I screwed the base of his cock with my hands and sucked on and on.

His hands came to my hair and he took control of my fucking mouth, he was not too mean, he did not force me to take all his cock but he humped his pelvis into my mouth. As I felt his cock swell, I moved my head from his grasp and sucked only the tip of him, as I felt his balls tighten I laid his cock on my tongue and felt his first load squirt into my mouth. He groaned as ropes of his cum spurted into my open mouth, he could clearly see his cum be deposited into me, once he had finished I swallowed his seed down, loving his strong flavour.

Fuck me! I think all my birthdays had come all at once. In all my years of sexual activity I had never laid my hands on such a nubile young lady, her cunt clinging to my fingers, her stream of juices, which I wanted more of and a blow job where I watched my cum unload into her hungry mouth. Then she licked my slowly shrinking cock clean.

The video continued on but was clearly forgotten, as I stood up, shrugged off my robe, pulled her up and pulled her over to the kitchen table indicating that she get on it. There she lay, my perfect fantasy for real, with her legs dangling over the edge, spread wide showing off her dripping cunt, the rest of her sprawled out on the table, arms out and her delightful titties jutting upwards attracting my attention.

I leaned over, opening my mouth and drawing as much of her nipple and breast, sucking the flesh into my mouth, laving the nipple with my tongue, stroking and biting it with my teeth. She arched her back in appreciation, moaning softly, I pulled my mouth away, admiring my work leaving the flesh swollen and red. I latched onto her other teat, giving it the same treatment, biting at the taut nipple then soothing it with my tongue.

I moved down her body, licking at her skin, tasting her, swirling my tongue in her belly button, until I had positioned myself between her legs. At last I had a full view of her pussy, gaping open, oozing juices down between her crack and onto the wood of the table. I leaned in close and breathed in her smell, her musky scent divine, I stuck my tongue out to a point and licked up a glob of her juices, groaning in delight. Feeling rampant, I enclosed my mouth over as much of her pussy as I could and lapped, sucked, gobbled like a man possessed at her folds. Using my fingers, I pulled her labia apart, wanting deeper into her, I pulled further to reveal her clit and her cunt opening and buried my tongue as deep into her cunt as I could with my nose pressing on her clit.

I had died and gone to heaven, a man in his 60’s with an 18-year-old obliging female, what could I ever wish for again. I plunged my tongue in and out of her fuck hole, trying to rub my nose on her clit, trying to encourage as much cream from her cunt as I could. My tongue could not get deep enough to please her, I pulled out and slid my two fingers in, curling up, seeking that rough patch in her vagina walls. She grunted, I was bang on, I pumped my fingers in and out, stroking that special place and enclosed her clit with my mouth, sucked the flesh into my mouth, clamped my teeth over the nub and lashed the tip with my tongue. The noises were music to my ears, the sucking and squelching of my fingers pumping her cunt, the slurping of my mouth against her clit and her moans of bliss.

I had to clamp an arm over her tummy to hold her still, as she bucked her pelvis trying to fuck against my fingers. Her body tightened up and she moaned as she came, her tight cunt grasping my fingers but this time I didn’t let up, I continued to fuck her with my fingers and suck hard on her clit. She squealed as I ravaged her knowing how unbearable it would feel, her pussy so sensitive after her orgasm but I wanted more. I carried on fucking and sucking her, until at last she came again this time squirting uncontrollably, I quickly released her clit and drank her fluids, closing my mouth over her, drinking and lapping at the droplets sprayed everywhere.

I lay on the table in a post orgasmic haze, never had I been pushed for a second orgasm, never had I been with a man who knew what he was doing. As I lay there I realised boys did not know what they were doing, I now realised I craved this kind of sexual contact, boys would no longer satisfy my urges. Lost in thought, I did not realise that grandad was now standing between my legs and was rubbing his cock up and down my slit. He pulled up my legs, forcing my thighs apart and pushing my knees up and away to my sides, splitting me wide open. He lined his swollen cock up to my cunt and in one swift movement, plunged his cock to the hilt into me.

I gasped as pain and pleasure took me to another level as my cunt tried to accommodate his large cock, I felt so full. He kept still a short while giving me time to get used to the size of him, then he started to slowly teasingly pull his cock nearly out and then sliding it back in deep. He did this for ages, in the end I was gasping for him to speed up, the teasing unbearable, I was desperate to be fucked hard with his enormous tool.

Her cunt was a delight, shrouding my cock in the tightest sleeve I had ever felt. Her cunt walls rippling against my cock, I felt like she was trying to pull me deeper and deeper inside her. Her juices coated my cock in a white froth, the excess dripping down onto my ball sack. I did not hesitate to oblige her request and started to fuck her the hardest I could. My thighs smacked a loud tempo against her arse cheeks, her juices working with my cock slurping away. Her moans now morphed into grunts as I rutted her cunt, my rough old hands clenching her hips, marking her tender skin, pulling her into me to meet my thrusts.

I felt her cunt tighten as I drove her to orgasm, my well-trained cock didn’t let me down, staying hard through my first cock in cunt induced climax, not giving her the opportunity to recover I continued to fuck her hard, ignoring her pleads to stop, that she was too sensitive. All too soon she was grunting away again, I felt her walls tighten and this time she exploded, squirting all over my pubes and pushing her come down past my cock, oozing at the base. The vision so erotic, my ball sack tightened and I felt the roar of my spunk as it spurted into her cunt, spraying her walls with my batter.

At last, his fucking slowed, stirring his cum inside me, my vision and breathing slowly returning to normal as I felt his cock soften and slip from my cunt. He inspected my battered cunt, as I felt our joined juices trickle out, he shocked me as he lowered his mouth to my gaping hole and proceeded to suck our fluids from me. Never, ever before had I felt a guy eat me out after sex, the dirtiness of the act so exciting to me, I lay there like a limp rag as he cleaned me out. Once he had finished, he leaned over my prone state, I opened my mouth as he dribbled some of our cum into my mouth, I rolled it around with my tongue and swallowed hungrily. Sitting up and squatting on the floor, I took his flacid, creamed cock into my mouth, tenderly licking him clean, gently laving his ball sack which was also soaked, the remains of our joined juices, dripping from my splayed cunt onto the floor.

Once I had finished, he sent me off to bed without a further word, as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was dead to the world, no doubt with a silly well fucked smile on my face.

I woke the next day to the smells of breakfast wafting up from the kitchen, putting on a long t-shirt and nothing else, I shuffled to the bathroom to pee. Once done, I wiped the urine from my pussy, it felt swollen and sore, I smiled contentedly knowing this was a result of a good fucking session and made my way downstairs.

I woke up a rejuvenated man, my morning wood not retreating when I took a piss, tucking it into my underpants and putting on my dressing gown, I decided to leave my granddaughter to recharge her batteries and prepare breakfast for us. I intended to use and abuse her for the rest of her stay!

I had cooked breakfast, plated it up and sat reading the paper when she plodded into the kitchen, wearing a long t shirt, looking thoroughly fucked, much to my delight. I told her to eat her breakfast before it got cold, we both ate in companiable silence, once finished she stood up and cleared the table, putting the dirty plates in to the sink.

I called her over to where I sat, pushed my chair back, opening my legs revealing my hard cock, rearing his ugly head from my boxers. She didn’t even need to be told, obediently dropping to her knees and taking him deep into her throat, I groaned with approval, her hot wet mouth sucking hungrily. Her hand grasped the base of my cock, twisting and tightening as she bobbed her head up and down, taking me to the back and beyond in her throat.

This time I grasped the back of her head, clutching her hair, jamming her onto my rod as I drove upwards with my hips pushing myself as deep as I could. Despite last night’s activities, my balls soon tightened and I felt my seed rushing up and spurt into her throat, feeling her throat constrict as she tried to swallow my copious gift of spunk. Once I finished, she continued to suck and gently lick my cock lovingly clean, once finished she looked up at me and gave me a contented smile.

With what felt like half a pint of granddad’s spunk in my belly, I looked up at him and smiled my thank you, my own juices had dripped from my cunt into a small pool onto the tiled floor. Granddad beckoned me to stand, clutched the hem of my t-shirt, pulled me forwards until I was standing astride one of his thighs and told me to pull up my t-shirt. I fumbled with the hem and scrunched the material up to my chest, revealing my swollen wet pussy. His rough hand stroked down my belly and cupped my pussy, insinuating his long finger between my sodden cunt lips.

Unable to stop myself, despite being so sore, I rocked my hips back and forth, sliding his digit back and forth between my folds. He grunted that despite my cunt looking sore, I was obviously still a sex hungry slut and clearly my appetite was not satiated, he had no idea! Demanding I open my legs further, which I obliged without hesitation, he jammed three of his big fingers straight into my fuck hole and proceeded to finger fuck me hard. So hard, his palm made a slapping sound in rapid tempo against my clit as I tilted forward clutching his shoulder bracing my weight against him. I grunted and mumbled in his ear showing my pleasure and his rough ministrations.

Craftily, he fucked me hard, then eased off, then hard again, allowing my chasing orgasm to wax and wane much to my cries of frustration. I cried in desperation pleading with him to allow me to come but still he continued to tease me, the muscles in him arm must have been killing him but he was so powerful. My cunt started to burn and I was terrified I would wee myself, eventually he drove his fingers harder into me with renewed energy and my orgasm burst through me. My tummy clenched and my legs juddered as the glorious sensations wracked through me.

My arm ached beyond words but the sensation of her cunt muscles clutching at my fingers as she broke over into a massive orgasm was so worth it. Her juices pooled into the palm of my hand and overflowed onto my thigh as I held my fingers tight into her cunt. Once her breathing had calmed and the strength in her legs had returned, I pulled my fingers from her and brought them to my lips, licking her essence from my hand and sucking my fingers cleaned. I sat watching Carol walk wide legged to the sink and start to wash the breakfast things, I told her to finish her jobs and meet me in the yard as I needed her help out there today. I disappeared up to my bathroom to shower and dress so that I could go out on to the yard to carry out some jobs.

When I came back through the kitchen she was gone, so I presumed she was getting dressed to come and help me. I had been working in the barn for a couple of hours and still no sign of her so went to investigate where she was. I walked through the house looking for her, eventually finding her in her bedroom, flat out on her bed, t-shirt gathered round her tummy, legs akimbo with her swollen, red, sore pussy on display. I bellowed at her loudly, she awoke with a start, I threw some trainers at her ordered her to put them on and dragged her down the stairs and out into the yard just in her t-shirt. She screamed her protestations but I continued into the cooler area of the barn pulling her with me.

I made her remove her t-shirt, there she stood in all her glorious nakedness apart from her trainers and ordered her to start sweeping the floor. From my viewpoint over at the workbench, I watched her sweep, relishing in watching her sweep, nipples hard as chapel hat pegs, flashing her pussy as she twisted and turned. My cock was soon hard, pushing angrily at the crotch of my work trousers, I couldn’t help but rub it surreptitiously against the end of the bench, trying to feed that itch and delay the inevitable. I looked round the barn, seeking inspiration as to where I could place her and plunge my cock into her.

I was so fucking shocked when granddad dragged me from my bed, virtually naked in my sleep tee, across the yard into his dingy old barn. To then set me to work, sweeping his bloody floor but it wasn’t long before my body reacted to the cool air wafting around, My nipples reacted pebbling so hard they ached, my pussy started to get wet as I swept, my inner thighs stroking against the wetness that dribbled out. I could see him watching me from the workbench, his tongue sweeping over his top lip, I knew what the dirty git was thinking.

He ordered my over to some stacked hay bales, pushed me forward onto them, kicking my feet apart and crouching down behind me. He jammed his face into my pussy his nose tickling my arsehole, he loudly slurped and lapped up the juices now flowing my cunt hole, I gasped at the glorious attention. His tongue swiping over my swollen clit, past my cunt and up to my arse smearing my juices everywhere. He slid two fingers in my cunt, teasing slowly in and out as he reamed my arse with his tongue, no one had ever touched me there not even me but the lewd situation and the multiple sensation, felt so dirty I couldn’t help but groan.

I moaned in disappointment as he suddenly stopped and moved away, I heard shuffling and suddenly felt his cock head briefly at my entrance before he rammed his cock meat into my cunt. I shrieked in discomfort my fuck-hole still sore from his previous ministrations tried to quickly accommodate his thick girth. Once again he rutted at me like an angry dog, holding me down by my neck, pummelling his hips against my arse cheeks, pistoning his cock in and out my pussy in hard quick movements. My tits rubbed against the prickly hay, chaffing my nipples much to my perverse delight. I was sore but I couldn’t get enough, I didn’t care how granddad took me I would never say no to him.

He continued to batter my cunt, I orgasmed several times before he eventually came, his cock swelling even larger inside me before I felt his scalding hot copious cum spray my insides. He eventually slowed, his cock softening slightly and slipping from me as he stepped back. He sat next to me on the hay and laid back looking up to the ceiling catching his breath.

I told her to climb up on the hay and squat over my face, I know I’m an old perv but I crave the taste of my sperm mingled with cunt juices after sex, to me it is the finale of my efforts. She hunkered down, her feet either side of my head as I looked up to see the juncture of her pale thighs. Swollen red pussy lips, splayed open revealing her still swollen clit and her cunt hole, gaping open. As I watched she pushed out a huge glob of our white juices, it slithered down and started to drip from her as I reached up and captured the tasty morsel with my tongue and savoured the mixture of flavours, rolling them round in my mouth. Another glob appeared and as the flow increased I reached up and closed my mouth over her orifice and sucked out our nectar, finally pushing my tongue up to draw down the last of it.

Knowing I had finished with her, she removed herself, lent over me and licked my froth covered cock clean, put her t-shirt back on and disappeared out of the barn back to the house. I guess she figured I had finished with her for the rest of the day.

For the rest of Carol’s stay with me, I took away all her underwear, wherever we went she was only ever allowed to wear dresses or a skirt, her pussy always available whenever I demanded. I never attempted sweet gentle lovemaking, I took her whenever or wherever it suited me, never giving it to her when she wanted, I treated her like my personal whore. When we drove to the supermarket I make her suck my cock whilst I drove or I flipped her skirt or dress up and finger fucked her as hard as my wrist would allow, not caring how many truck drivers saw and enjoyed the view of me violating her.

One day, we were in the shopping centre, I took her to the male toilets and there right in front of the urinals I make her suck my cock until I came. Loads of guys watched, I am sure they were jealous, where did an old guy get so lucky they wondered, I never once let them touch her, she was my property.

I am sure granddad tried to fuck my sluttish ways out of me during those summer holidays but he made me want him more, I never stopped craving his attention, he had ruined me for others

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