Granny Bang Part III

Part III – Fucking my Gramma, like I’m told

I didn’t take any of her clothes off before I fucked her, ’cause I really thought those clothes were hot, and I told her that as I brushed away the strings from her pussy. (She landed on her back, like I wanted.) When I could see her bare pussy lips I could also see the bright pink tip of her clit poking out between, so I knew she was really, really hot for me, too. Just to be sure I pushed two of my fingers into her pussy, and man, was she hot and wet! Wetter than I thought I ever felt.

My cock took control at that point and I let it. It fucked itself into her pussy, and it wasn’t gentle about it, either. Gramma didn’t say anything as my cock went in, hard and fast, but she gave out a little sigh, and a big smile was on her face. She didn’t do anything to stop me, or help me, just lay there and let me fuck her for quite a while.

Then Gramma started to moan and toss her head back and forth and started yelling my name and telling me to fuck her harder and faster. Just to be a little mean, I pulled my cock out and then pushed it in just a little, over and over again, just fucking the first 2 inches of her pussy with the head of my cock. Well, that really made her moan and she was moving her whole body now, her arms reaching up to my waist like she wanted to try to pull me more into her. But I didn’t let her, ’cause I knew if I did I would come too soon and I wanted to try fucking her more ways, like she’d talked about.

“I’m cumming, Eddie! I’m cumming!” she kept saying, in between her moans And she was. Her pussy got so wet that it felt like my cock was swimming in cunt juice, even just going into it a little. I just kept up what I was doing, which felt pretty good for me, too, and watched my Gramma as she was having her cum. It was great! I had never seen a girl like to be fucked so much as my Gramma, and here it was me that was doing it to her!

When she started to get more quiet, I pulled my cock out and sat back on my heels, just waiting for her to say something. But she didn’t. I guess she figured that I was smart enough to know how to make her come some more, and I didn’t want to disappoint her. So I said, “where are those toys you were telling me about?”

Well, she had them hid right under one of the pillows of that bed and there was certainly more than one. She had a big black one, must have been eight inches long and two inches around. And a bright pink one which had a little bump on it. I looked closer and the bump was a little critter with a big thick tongue coming out of its mouth. I never saw anything like that. And she had a silver one which looked like a long straight bullet, and it had a knob at the end. There were more, I think, but those were the ones I noticed.

“Play with yourself with your toys, Gramma!” I said. “That’s what I want to see next. Use this pink one.” She didn’t saying anything, but just grabbed that pink cock and stuck it up inside her. That’s when I figured out why it had that bump of an animal on it – the tongue of that animal rubbed right on her clit while she was pushing it in and pulling it out. She was moaning again pretty quick using that toy, and I decided to help her come, so I grabbed the toy myself and started fucking her really fast with it.

Gramma let out a yell that was almost a scream when I did that and I knew that meant she liked it, so I kept up the speed and started talking dirty to her at the same time. “Take that fucking, you cock lover! Take it deep and fast, ’cause that’s how you want it, right? I’m going to fuck you until you cry and then maybe I’ll fuck you some more after that!” Well, that talk, and the fucking with the toy made her cum double quick, and I could see the honey of her cum just running out of her pussy and down her ass.

Finally, she gave one loud screech, and then laid still for a minute, breathing really hard. She had her mouth open so wide to breathe that I couldn’t tell if she was smiling anymore, but I figured that didn’t matter. She want me to “take” her, and that meant I was the one who decided what came next.