"grandma sex stories"

This is a much shorter story than I normally write, ie. A “Quickie” , My older brother Michael and I (Kevin) have been raised by our grandmother since we were little. Our father was never in the picture and our mother had a serious drug problem that eventually lead to her losing custody of us. Honestly leaving her was for the best, but moving in with grandma was only a slight improvement.

Some experiences l had read about, some l had never dreamt about, my mother introduced me to a world of pleasure. , I tried not to wake up, tried to fight it but the dream began to fade, l wanted to stay there, stay with Gina but reality forced her away. I opened my eyes, there was a clock beside the bed it said six thirty. Why couldn’t l stay asleep just a few seconds longer, just a few more seconds with Gina.

I also said that l would be happy to be his mistress but that l wouldn’t be one of those women who wanted constant attention. I said l would try to be available whenever he wanted me but l wouldn’t make any demands. “I don’t want money or presents,” l said, “l just enjoy sex and fucking you is fun”.

Grandpa and I pleasure each other , Grandpa started using me as his special gratification toy early.

I knew l should have been angry but really l just didn’t care, l knew that l had never loved Joe it had always just been convenient to keep him as a boyfriend as there weren’t many decent boys my age available. Mum said l would be better with an older man, l said that l had been thinking about Mr Watkins at work, she said that might be a good idea, it could be good for my career.

“Grandad killed her Freya… He killed Grandma” the words leave Ellis’s lips and float up to my ear, I don’t respond for a moment instead reaching out to take the book from him. , “Grandad killed her Freya… He killed Grandma” the words leave Ellis’s lips and float up to my ear, I don’t respond for a moment instead reaching out to take the book from him. I flick towards the last few pages and begin to read in my mind.