Grandma Piss Stories

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A Ticket to Ride

by StangStar06 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Hi folks. This one was suggested by a reader. I hope he likes what came out of his idea. Thanks as usual to sircharles 5150 for his editing skills. SS06 * * * * * * I felt his eyes on me like waves of unwanted heat. I was leaning over a little too far and he was getting an eyeful of my cleavage. Normally my blouse would have been a button down type. And I'...

Altercations in Buttermilk Falls

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Blythe needed a cheap room to rent when she came to town to attend Buttermilk State University. There were three boys living there, all college students, and though they looked like hard customers, they seemed to do excessive chores around the house. One boy, J-Dog, told her, "I moved out of the dorm and I'll never go back. Blythe, I been here a year and...

Kitten Spreads Her Wings

by dmallord on Oct 6, 2020
Novels and Novellas

Prologue The setting for Kitten Spreads Her Wings is in mid-continent USA and opens with Ray, an eighteen-year-old western transplant, recounting his summer fantasy with his cute as a button, eighteen-year-old step-cousin, Marie. It recounts their experiences with Katelyn, a college freshman, in a three-way love triangle that begins during the summer when...

Grandma and Father Ch. 01

by JhMcKn on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

I woke up from my nap about fifteen minutes to five and really needing to piss. I decided to not empty my bladder as I knew I would need some piss later on in the evening. I peed a little bit, then went back to my bedroom and took off my boxers. I slipped into my black garter girdle with eight garter straps. It covered part of my butt better than a garter be...

Grandma and Father Ch. 02

by JhMcKn on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

I had fallen asleep in bed with Agnes after nursing on her teats and fucking her. I woke up about midnight with my cock all warm and wet. I initially thought I was having a wet dream but suddenly realized someone was sucking my cock. I reached over to feel for Agnes but she was not next to me. I pushed the covers back and saw in the shadows that she had my c...

Grandma’s Crushing Scissor Lesson

by kandor on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Mrs. B., as Josh called Mrs. Borden, looked incredible. The successful businesswoman had just gotten home from work and was making dinner for her granddaughter Julia and Josh, Julia's boyfriend. They would often come to the older, divorced woman's house to keep her company. Julia and Mrs. B. were close, and similar in their athletic beauty. And try as he...

Grandma Gets Pierced

by JhMcKn on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

I heard Barbara hollering as I came in the house. "You motherfucking old bitch. You just can't stay away from the liquor. What the fuck is the matter with you?" She and father were out on the back porch. Agnes was hanging with her arms up in the air fatsened to a beam going across the porch and her legs in a spreader bar. She was dressed in a black cut out...

Grandma Changes My Life

by JhMcKn on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

I was sitting in the kitchen casually eating my breakfast when Agnes walked in. She was wearing a wrapper and I could see she was wearing stockings , so I guess she was also wearing a girdle. I asked her where she had been as I had looked for her in her bedroom and also on the sofa in the living room. She said she had been in the downstairs bedroom sleeping....

Grandma & Me Again Pt. 05

by JhMcKn on Oct 8, 2019
Fetish

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** There are no people in this story under the age of twenty. Some names are actual. Others fictitious. The setting takes place in the early 1950's in my hometown. My mother had recently passed away and her mother was still with us as father was her caregiver. Grandmother Agnes was...

Grandma's Ice Pick

by not_so_innocent_flirting on Oct 15, 2017
Erotic Horror

Driving an ice pick through his tiny brain wasn't exactly what I had in mind to do this evening seems it just worked out that way. I had not seen an ice pick in years I guess they just are not that common anymore. The long thin silver tool all cool feeling and shiny looking with that beautiful point on the end just seemed to call out my name. I could hear it...