Granny Piss Stories

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With Great Power . . .

by sbrooks103x on Mar 23, 2020
Novels and Novellas

This is my entry in the Highway Song event. Some may recognize the first chapter as my entry in the Siren's Song event. I have since felt the urge to continue the Edgerton story. Since the subsequent chapters depend on the original story, I'm including it here as the first chapter of a four-chapter story. All four chapters are included in this submission. If...

The Old Gogenfart Farm Ch. 02

by LIVINRFANTASIES on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Way up North Bondage and Camping Camping and Bondage Stories Stopping to talk to a few others and stare, we soon arrived at Gracie and Charlie's RV. They were sitting on the small deck attached to it. Gracie was wearing a leather bustier type thing with her big boobs floating out the top like a Playboy Bunny. On her wrists and ankles those familiar black...

An Earful of Rain

by hickoryfarmer on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

I keep looking in the mirror but I just don't see it. Personally I find a gray haired granny looking back at me, not eye catching but not butt ugly either. A modest woman, demure, perhaps a bit to the withdrawn, but that's just my opinion. My dear dumbass husband Denny must see something else. Honest to God, he must think I'm the stupidest shit on earth. Th...

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...

Cockatoo Pt. 03

by nikkiesilk on Sep 14, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I live for feedback. Contact me at the contact on my profile. ***** I took another swig of beer and tried to look innocent. Alex looked at me for a few seconds as if making up her mind about something, took my hand and pulled me up, 'James, I always thought you were a perfect gentleman, come on I think we should go eat.' The strange thing was she didn't...

Meet My Granny

by Ed0613 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

The young girl poked the old man and said, "Scoot over." "Sure." He moved over in the booth and she slid in beside him. The old man looked puzzled when he said, "Who are you?' "I'm Jo, your waitress and I need your order. You've seen me in here lots of times before, you old coot." He eyed this hard bodied, beautiful young girl when he said, "Yeah, I think...

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...