Grampa Stories

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A Long Christmas Good Bye

by Jenny_Jackson on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Roberta walked slowly down the long, lonely hospital corridor. She hated this walk She had made it daily for weeks. In a room at the end of the corridor lay her husband of forty odd years. It physically pained her to come here and sit by his side every day. He was unresponsive and already far, far away from the world they had shared together. Even coming he...

Racquetball Bet

by Don Grampa on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Even though I don't have any kids young enough to attend high school, I still go to a lot of the athletic games at the school that's near my home. About the only people that go to all the games are the players parents. During the past few years I have become friendly with not only lots of kids, but their families as well. Last month as I was leaving our...

Teaching A Lesson

by Don Grampa on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

My middle daughter, Allison, and her three kids were entertaining guests at my waterfront home. I've been a widower for a few years, and all four of my kids still come by often to play at the old homestead. Frequently they bring friends along. I only have a few simple rules; one of which is that little kids cannot be left unattended at the beach. Lisa Mu...

Sylvia's Mom Pt. 07

by OG4U on Sep 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

As the Summer was wearing on, I decided to bring up the subject of Mrs. Anderson with Sheila. Sheila and I were lying in bed together just chatting after one of our numerous sex sessions. "When is your mom coming back for a visit," I asked her while trying to act as nonchalant as possible. Naturally, she wanted to know why I was asking so I told her I was...

Thankful for Getting Stuffed

by Yesarub on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

All characters in this story are over the age of 18 and somewhat fictional. *** So here it was, Thanksgiving Day, and I found myself in a strange man's bathroom, with my pantyhose pulled down around my knees, my dress hiked up over my hips, and that strange man's cock sliding in and out of my pussy. Well, in truth, he wasn't a complete stranger ... he was...

The Dubious Dictionary: Al-An

by MathGirl on Aug 31, 2017
Humor & Satire

A collection of arcane and under-appreciated words for the edification, education, and entertainment of the reader. Definitions are included, along with clarification. Also, the word is used in a sentence, where appropriate, to indicate its proper usage in everyday language. NOTE: An asterisk (*) following a definition indicates that the word and definition...

Deaf But Not Dumb

by Don Grampa on Sep 12, 2017
Humor & Satire

I most likely began to lose my hearing about twenty-five years ago, but it didn't change my life style very much. Early in my career I had taught classes in Parenting, and one of the main emphasis of the class was effective listening. I was good at effective listening and I learned to lip-read without any formal training. A good listener doesn't just hear...

Masquerade

by Dragonlipz on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to any person, alive or dead, is purely coincidental. * Jamal, beer in hand, exits the kitchen, crosses the patio, and makes his way to the shaded end of the pool to join Scott. He's glad he wore a straw hat along with his sunglasses, that sun is capital 'B' brutal! It's early afternoon but the temperature is alre...

The Boy at the Beach House

by harding on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

Jenni Adams parked her rusted pickup behind the Harper house and killed the engine, sat at the wheel as an east wind brought rain over the steep shingle roof and drove it hard against the windshield. The surf would be big today and she anticipated a fight getting through the waves. She wanted this moment to last, sitting perfectly still, letting the urge to...

Strangers on a Train

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

He rubbed his eyes, looked at his fountain pen -- leaking, again -- a puddle of deep blue spreading on the paper. He picked up the pen and threw it in a nearby trash can, then took a little packet of tissues out of his jacket and wiped his ink off the paper and tossed that away, too. He looked at his watch and shook his head, packed up his things and grabbed...