Grandma Feet Stories

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The Werewolf's Sabbat Ch. 06

by River_willow76 on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Janette turned her radio up as loud as she could stand in an effort to drown out all the commotion that was screaming through her mind, threatening to take control of her sanity. She really hated Alan Jackson and his 'tear in my beer' genre of music, but sang along anyway because it matched her mood at the time. After a few verses, however, she became tired...

Happy Nude Day Ch. 08

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 25, 2017
Humor & Satire

Jason's Mom and Grandmother stood naked in the archway between the kitchen and the living room with their arms folded. Sensing the seething synergy coming from the woman of the house, the room went suddenly silent while one by one, but for Susan, they all looked towards the archway and her. Still poised on her knees in front of her father, Susan hung her hea...

Keeping It In The Family Ch. 02

by JJgreenville on Sep 15, 2017
Interracial Love

Your response to the first part of "Keeping it in the Family" has encouraged me to keep it going. A lot of people expressed an interest into Maxwell, so some of the questions will be answered here, but keep your shirt on, because there's more to come, and it may just surprise you. Part IV My little escapade with grandpa really had me going. I was lying i...

My Perverted Life Ch. 02

by penasweapon on Sep 15, 2017
Mature

I hardly slept the night after I had fucked 'Grandma'. I would like to say that guilt was what kept me awake -- it wasn't. The reason I couldn't sleep was that I wanted more. As sick as I knew it was I couldn't help but be excited. I would fall asleep for a little while and then wake up. I beat off twice during the night but it never calmed me down enough...

Doggy-Style in the Pussy Cat

by Lascivo on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Doggy-Style in the Pussy Cat (or Lick, Pussy! Lick! Lick!) No one ever believes my story. But, hey! Who cares? I'm content to enjoy the memory myself. 'Twas my third year in Phi Beta Kappa, the days when Big Daddy ruled the House. Big Daddy? He really doesn't need any description. It's suffice to say that he lived to perfect the fraternity stereotype. H...

Grandma's Big Mouth

by Madabouthair on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

Kenny Shea loved his grandmother dearly, which is why he often rode his bike across town to do chores and things the widowed senior citizen could no longer handle easily. That was how he ended up painting her garage during the recess between semesters at college, and while it wasn't really something Kenny was particularly good at or enjoyed doing, he did it...

A Love Story Undefined

by darkstone57 on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

If you live anywhere in the world, odds are you know or have heard of the legend of Bigfoot. Have you ever wondered just how true those stories and legends are? Well, I am here to tell you. And whether or not you believe my tale, well, that's up to you, I just know what happened and while I have learned not to talk about it out loud, I knew this story had to...

Anna

by JustLikeEwe on Aug 31, 2017
First Time

This story involves a young man who is a virgin, and a woman over three times his age. Therefore, this is both a "first time" story and a "mature" tale. * This wasn't the way that most guys my age want to spend the summer before heading off to college, I recall thinking as I looked out the kitchen window to the tiny yard and the postage stamp lawn that mig...

Teddy Bear Story

by chas4455 on Mar 17, 2020
Loving Wives

"Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic." Her name was Blondie, after her beautiful golden fur. She was no ordinary dime store bear, she was from Germany. She had beautiful glass eyes and a tag in her ear that said "Stieff". So she assumed her name must be Blondie von Stieff. Obviously, she came from a royal background. Her mate was called Barne...

A Summer Job Ch. 01

by unpublished on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

Upon high school graduation most of my friends got to travel, and those that didn’t travel had jobs, and whoever was left, moved to a small town to live with their grandparents and get a summer job. As was the case with me. My parents believed that it would help to form me into a proper young man if I spent the last two months before college earning money an...