Ticklish Grandma Feet Stories Stories

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Silky Adventures #01

by OneSilky on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Drawing Close My name is Silky. I'm 18, and I have a story to tell. When I was a child, my saintly grandmother would coerce me into naps by "drawing" pictures on my back with her gnarled and arthritic fingers. I would stretch out on the porch swing with my head in her lap, and her fingertips would delicately trace out airplanes and dragons, warriors and ma...

Sixpence In Her… Shoe?

by Abdulbenthere on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Base on a true story. I swear it really did happen! Abdul ******** Dave shifted the Buick into park and opened the door just as Melanie stepped out the front door. The sight took Dave's breath away: The cousin who shared his play-pen had grown into the most beautiful bride he'd ever seen. The term "decked out in satin and jewels" didn't adequately describ...

Grandma's Foot Slave

by Honda629 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I had finished college. And now working under Wendy and her daughter Stephanie was a dream come true. Working five days a week and then getting some from grandma. What more could i ask for? I started to look forward to the days ahead like an adventure. A dominant grandma who was beginning to understand my nature as a foot fetishist and I got to make dres...

Little Red Riding Hood

by gatorman on Sep 26, 2017
NonHuman

(A story by Bros. Grimm, slightly altered by Gatorman) I know . . . You've already heard the story of Little Red Riding-hood, when you were a little boy or girl yourself. Only remember: THAT story was translated to English from the German story compiled by the Brothers Grimm, along with a LOT of other similar German "Fairy Tales." When they compiled t...

Femuscle stories

on Apr 22, 2025

Introduction This is collection of stories rather than one story. The stories are all short and do not connect to each other. But all stories are about muscular women, stories can differ some may include **** action but all are hot. Stories include also wrestling, sex and other fun stuff. All characters are adults. Picture which each story is based upon will...

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I've Got the Trains to Keep Me Company

by The_Technician on Oct 14, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

A lonely young woman is left the family farmhouse by her grandmother who always said, "I've got the trains to keep me company." This is a VERY mild story that will primarily appeal to those who are into machine self-stimulation or have a fetish about steampunk. There is no explicit sex. Instead this sets up a fantasy which some will live out in their own mi...

Grandma

by WordsMatter on Nov 4, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Grandma Vicki loved visiting her grandma. Her grandma had lived a full and adventurous life, even been a whore, selling herself on the street, until she learned to make a lot more money, less dangerously, by being a high class escort. She no longer sold herself routinely, being wealthy now, but, when she remembered some of people she fucked, who made love t...

My Grandmother Teaches Me About “Life" Ch. 03

by kingswede on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

This is the third in a series of chapters of how my grandmother instructed me on the ways of PLEASURING ladies. All people / charters in these stories are older than 18 and younger than 75. Any resemblance between real people and ones in these stories is just a coincidence. NOTE: Maybe I should digress a little here and tell you how Grandma came to be livi...

Switched Ch. 05

by DickMarks on Apr 15, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Welcome back to the story! Read the previous chapters if you haven't, unless you don't want to. Be advised there is freaky body-swapping sex in this story. Everyone doing sex in the story is at least eighteen years old. Special thanks to icedragonmo3 for excellent beta-reading and proofing. Any mistakes are my own doing. * * * * * SWITCHED CHAPTER 5: FRO...

The Memory Star

by Desdmona on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

I was twenty-eight when my Grandma Pearl passed away. I still remember every moment of that call. I knew immediately it was bad news. My great Aunt Mary didn’t make many phone calls. “Emily, are you sitting down?” Aunt Mary said. “I don’t know how to tell you this. It’s your Grandma Pearl. She died today.” I didn’t cry then, or at the funeral, or even in...