Fat Granny Stories

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Falling in Love Betternbacon

by johnpassion on Oct 22, 2019
Non-Erotic

Johnny loved his grandparents. Anyone and everyone can say they love their grandparents, but Johnny had no problem telling them and showing them how he loves them. During the school year he would hand write them a letter every two weeks. There were many times he wished they knew how to email or text, but when he really thought about it, he enjoyed the way h...

Slack Alice

by pop_54 on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Umm... I don't know as I should lay claim to this, but pop_54's Uni-boob entry. "Yo Mikey." "Al... how goes it." "Cool." "Nice one man... wos on." "Waiting for Bean." "Safe... aint seen Bean for weeks." "Babe trouble man... Delia's got him thumbed down." "Unsafe." "Uncool." "Bean should dump it Al... babe can't rule a guy... unsafe." "Yea, you hit...

Drummer Boy - Down to Earth Ch. 03

by Lady_Dysprosia on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Gents, ladies, we've got a lot to cover, so let's get to it. Enjoy! 6 Days Earlier They all stood dumbfounded for a few moments, staring at Granny and her wad of cash. Jason broke the silence. "Granny," he said, "where did you get all that money?" "I surmised that it would be useful to our situation," Granny said, "and so I procured it. But I can return...

The Town Swingers

by trishotoy99 on Nov 23, 2017
Group Sex

I had just moved into this town. I bought a house in the neighborhood using my retirement money. I was trying to get used to my new environment and a new life. The life I had known all these years was a hectic one. Driving to work as early as 6 am then arriving home at 7 pm. My three children have grown up and all of them had a successful career each. My wif...

Kristin

by christy20 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

My name is Christy and I'm 19 years old. My aunt Helena passed away at the age of 67, a year ago, and as a result of her endless love, I inherited all her possessions. Imagine my surprise when the lawyer informed me that besides a large amount of money kept in several bank accounts, painting and other art collections, I had come by a "red light house". My m...

Granny's Little Girl

by ronde on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Sweat trickled down the bare skin of Christy’s back as she made her final bow of the evening. The band played the title song from her latest single and kept the crowd of fair-goers on their feet and applauding so loudly the din threatened to drown out even the pounding thump of Terry’s electric bass. It felt good to be liked, even though she’d never meet mos...

Dawn of the Jed

by larry74403 on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"Well, doggies...." Jed lowered the rifle with a heavy heart, the roar of 30-30 still ringing in his ears. Jethro's corpse twitched briefly before lying still. His attacker hadn't even noticed. Jed didn't relish telling his cousin that he'd been forced to blow his nephew's brains all over the estate's sprawling grounds, but there had been no choice. Once Jet...

Granny Comes to Town

by fabfables on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

This is an erotic episode from a much longer story that I am working on. It stands alone, so I am posting it here for your pleasure - I hope. *** I was working as an estate agent then. It was my friend's business. I hadn't been able to get a job since university and as my friend Alan said, I was a good chatup merchant so selling houses should be a doddle....

A Holiday in Kerala Ch. 3

by kullansg on Sep 12, 2017
First Time

Naani was there the next day. There was a radiant look on her face. She did not look at me directly as Granny was around supervising her work. She pretended that she did not see me at all. I was very upset. But then it was better to be discreet about it as word travels very fast in villages. Nothing happened that day. It was disappointing. One of my relative...

The Adventures of Sister Margaret Ch. 05

by Pgup on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I was beginning to think that Leverton just might not have any more surprises for me. I couldn't have been more wrong. As I stepped into the kitchen one morning, there stood Thelma at the stove. It wasn't so much what she was doing, but rather, it was the manner of her dress. As usual, she was wearing a see-through blouse and a pair of those very tiny kilt s...