“Sorry. My daughter got a good job with a cruise line, when she was 19, and at 21, she was promoted and offered a place in the purser’s office on a liner. She was ready to face the world, I was 43 when she left home, I missed her terribly, but as I said, I have two wonderful friends who kept me sane. The accident happened two days after my 45th birthday. I moved up here two years later.”
So you’ve been here…11 years, yes?”
“Yes, and I love it, mind you the winters are a bit bleak although I’ve only been snowed in once. The old lady who used to live here was very pleased when I moved into my place because she could no longer drive so I used to take her Land Rover to do the shopping for both of us. It is far safer than my car on the ice.”
“It’s mine now, you can use it whenever you like.”
“Oh that is nice of you, thank you. Is that story of yours really true?”
“Yes it is, so now you know what I’m like. Can I take it that the past couple of hours are an indication that you’re happy to know me?”
“Oh yes. After that demonstration, I’m all yours. Those stories are so bloody erotic. I wish I had a computer now, it beats the crossword book.”
“If you like them so much you can come and borrow my laptop any time you feel in the mood, you already know the price!”
“I still feel charged up. Do you know I’ve never seen a cock that size before, can I hold it now?”
Could she? I could hardly get her into the house quickly enough, but soon it was in her hand and being brought back up to a solid shaft again and then her hot mouth was sliding down it until she gagged as the tip reached her throat.
She backed off at that point and concentrated on just bringing me off which she did superbly, but as I had my hands around the back of her head I’m afraid she had some swallowing to do.
“I was going to straddle you, but I’m too sore.”
“Never mind, if you’re willing there’s always another day and you do not have to ask permission to do anything of a sexual nature to or with me, you have full grazing rights.”
“I’m soaking.”
“I can do something about that.”
“Not today you can’t. I must go home now; my daughter will be ringing shortly to make sure I’m ok.”
“What’s your daughter’s name?”
“It’s Carol and I want to ask your permission to tell her that I think I’ve met a wonderful lover!”
“Well, it’s nice to know that you think I’m wonderful and I don’t mind, but why do you want to be so quick to tell her?”
“I have had no secrets from Carol since she was 16, I trust her, and as she sometimes arrives home unannounced it is better that she knows what she might be walking into.”
So saying she kissed me and hurried off before my beast kicked in.
Date: August 2013
Brenda walked into my cottage and stopped, she muttered “oh fuck” and dropped her shorts, which was nice as she didn’t have anything on underneath. She came to my chair, straddled me then grasping my now erect penis she placed it at her sex opening and lowered herself, slowly, onto me.
“Tim, Unnng, I, oo, oohaa, want to talk to you.”
“You are doing.”
“I want, Aaahg, to have a serious conversation and, ooug, I can’t concentrate with your cock, ooooh, buried inside me.”
“Well you’re the one that put it in there, I was calmly sitting drinking coffee until you arrived and stopped me.”
“What do you, UUGH, expect if you sit about in, oohh, the nude when you, Aaaggh, know you’re going to have a visitor?”
“Sex, but it was you who started it! Why is talk more important than that?”
“Please, stop stroking my clit and OOHH fuck, fuck, Nnaggh!!”
She gave up and concentrated on climaxing instead.
“Thank you my sexy lover, I enjoyed that. Now tell me, what was so important that you didn’t want what just happened, to happen?”
“Carol is coming home on Friday for two weeks before her next cruise and I want to prepare the ground because there are a few things I haven’t told you.”
“Should I be worried, scared, or subservient?”
“Don’t interrupt and please stop stroking my breasts, I have to concentrate. Carol and I are lovers! We have been since she was 16, and she seduced me, so don’t go all tut tut on me.”
“I am in no position to judge anyone over their sex lives.”
“She has a very close girlfriend called Pauline with whom she went to school. They started a lesbian affair, which then developed into a plan to seduce their mothers, then each other’s mothers, and it damned well worked. They were, and are, gorgeous and I was lonely and easy meat.
Because of my job I had certain skills that the girls wanted and that’s what gave me the idea to use Pauline to enable me to seduce her mom and then, hopefully, Pauline. Her mom was a push over for all of us, she was ready for soft, female tenderness, and she got it in spades! In fact, she was so ready that I had her before I had her daughter. We didn’t know about her problems with her husband until sometime later.”
I reached for, found, and caressed, a pert breast.
“Please, I have to tell you this story so you will understand the situation, it is true, and I think it would be a good one to publish on that website, I really would like to see it in print, but if you do decide to tell it, please change all the names and identifying features.”
I have done that. It forms Part 4 of Pleasuring Granny, and “Brenda’s Story” is the title. What else could it be?
I picked her up and sat her in an armchair with her legs over the arms such that she was displaying her beautiful, smooth pudendum and her tight little anal ring.
“I am now going to fuck you as you have probably never been fucked before. I won’t stop until I can’t raise another erection and even then, I will have your sex until you tell me I own your body. I knelt before her, licked her labia, and pressed my tongue into her sex until her bottom began to lift.
Moving up slightly I began assaulting her clitoris until it was bright red, swollen bud and then I began using my lips to nibble it. Brenda clasped my head to pull me hard against her sex, but I pulled away and moved down so that I could lick the puckered ring of her anus.
Brenda gasped, and then her bottom lifted slightly. I inserted a finger into her vagina to extract some of her juices, then applied it to her anus, and gently pressed. Again, she gasped and again her bottom lifted. I put my finger into her vagina once more and then applied more of her juices to her anus and as I pressed my finger against that little ring, I applied my mouth to her clitoris.
Her sphincter opened, my finger slid into her rear and I suck her clitoris.
Brenda shrieked, she wailed, she bucked, but she also grabbed my head and pulled it hard against her sex. I licked, sucked, and nibbled her dripping labia as I finger fucked her anal passage. Soon I was able to get two fingers into her back passage and I knew that she was completely mine.
I backed away from her and raised myself until I could insert my erection into her vagina and fuck her until she was moaning and sobbing for a rest. I had a rest and brought her a drink of fruit juice, but I insisted that she remained where she was because I wasn’t finished with her.
“Please Tim. I can’t take any more now. You can have me whenever you want; I want to have that done to me again.”
“Do I own you?”
“Yes. Oh Yes.”
“In that case you may get up. I feel that I should tell you that the only reason you’re not still being assaulted is that I don’t have any condoms here. If I had, you would be experiencing anal sex and it would have taken some time. You have a beautiful pudendum, but that bottom is very enticing and I promise you that I will have it and I also promise that you will grow to love having me do it to you.
The End of Chapter 3.
The next parts of my own narrative will be in Part 5 named “A Shopping Trip” and “Carol’s Holiday”
I hope you enjoy reading it as much as the characters enjoyed living it.
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