Mistress to Grandfather Ch. 03

I felt my muscles expanding as Grandpa's gigantic cock entered me, making me feel fulfilled. My legs around him tightened as I drew him in further and our kissing became more furious as he pushed in. My nails raked his shoulders as the feeling of being joined mounted, my vaginal lubrication allowing his 8-inch thick monster to invade my brittle hymen and unseal me. The pain was considerable but after Grandpa spent some time kissing my lips and neck, it subsided.

We made eye contact as he prepared to plunge in and then buried himself to the hilt with an involuntary expression as if he had died and gone to heaven.

"Unh...your cunt is like a liquid glove around my dick."

I winced and held him closer, unconsciously writhing my bottom that contained the socket for his plug.

"If you keep doing that, I'll lose whatever little control I have..."

I smiled a feline smile then, meeting his eyes as I squirmed deliberately and slowly. He pounded into me like an animal, pistoning in and out as I moaned and held on, his cock sliding across my narrow passage like a weapon of pleasure.

The sensations were beginning to overwhelm me as Grandpa moved down and sucked my left breast, using a thumb to manipulate my clit as I moved my feet across his butt and my hands across his shoulders, twisting from side to side in a frenzied state of abandon. The ecstasy wreaking my aerobic 20-year-old body was uncontrollable, an inferno spreading through it as I climbed heights of passion with my 70-year-old grandfather whose mouth on my nipple was relentless and thumb on my clit skilled enough to make me explode multiple times. His rhythmic bestial onslaught reduced my inexperienced self to a wanton puddle of sex, perspiring and spent, submissive and thoroughly mastered.

He kept groaning as he pushed into me, his words getting filthier and more stimulating,

"Unh...my little slut...mmmm...what a cunt you have, tight and tasty and wet for me. My baby broodmare...oh yeah, look at these fruity tits, I wish I was our child....let your stallion ride you, my ripe young sexpot...MMMMM..."

We both climaxed almost simultaneously and I felt the shattering aftermath of orgasm rack my frame as Grandpa's cock blasted its contents into the mouth of my womb, his sperm deluging my insides.

Panting like the old fox that he was, he bent down to my cunt and inserted his hands beneath my ass to lift it, "To keep the seed from getting wasted," he explained as I recovered from the most satisfying sex I had ever hoped to have. No wonder those girls had those dreamy smiles, I thought. Just when I thought I would get some respite, Grandpa naughtily bent down and kissed my cunt again.

"I want to go another round" he mumbled, taking in my scent.

I couldn't believe the kind of stamina he had.

"Stallion indeed," I whispered, stroking his head as he continued to suck my clit with long, slow swirls of his devilishly talented tongue and patient pulls of his pillow lips till I was crying with pleasure and approximating his filthy mouth from five minutes ago –

"Unh grandpa, make me your slut, give me a baby. I'll be your whore....mmm...you hung stud...ohhh I love it when you pretend I'm your favourite food. OHHH...."

He bit down on my clit and I swear my back arched off the bed. He held me down by keeping my wrists in his grasp, all the while making sure I knew his beautiful, slumberous green eyes were on me.

"I love your expressions and moans, Abby, as you come apart for me. The only time I like hearing a woman talk endlessly is when she's beneath me in the throes of passion."

His words made me moan more and I started bucking beneath his expert tongue and teeth, feet battering his back as a flood of cuntjuice burst forth into his mouth. He lapped it up and then put a finger into my honeypot, withdrawing it to suck upon it as he looked at me, his tongue imitating its work down below.

"Mmmm...such tang."

He hissed to underscore this and stretched out on me again, biting my neck as he resumed fucking me to a delirious pace and my steady mewls of pleasure.

After one more round of intense lovemaking, we both lay back replete, sideways. Grandpa had his head pillowed near my breasts as he softly kissed my nipples one by one, my thigh lay around his hip, my foot fondling his hips and my hands cradled him as he treated my tits like his favourite ice cream cones while sliding his palms down my butt and belly.

I sighed contentedly. I couldn't believe it – till yesterday I was a an average teenage grandchild and now here I was, in the powerful arms of my sex god grandfather whose prowess in bed had women flocking to him in droves. Despite the 50 year age difference, we mated like sex-crazed animals, my body carrying the marks of grandpa's lust and vitality. I felt sated, like a real mistress, my body submitted to Grandpa's virile, ravenous appetite.

His almost inaudible sounds of approval as he licked my melons aroused me and I arched my back so that he could take in more tit, "Someone's hungry."

He left a breast, a popping sound accompanying the loss of his lips and smiled wickedly,

"Such young, round, erect breasts, topped with scarlet nipples practically beg to be sucked."

He tweaked a nipple as I gasped, "Your aureoles pout, little one, as if they would be offended if I didn't keep them in my mouth all the time."

His words were setting me on fire. "As does your pretty, impudent little clit."

He bent to finger it, then dropped his voice a notch, to a deep whisper, "Thankfully, granddaughter, I am happy to oblige."

I giggled and moaned, "Ohhhh grandpa."