Nan’s visitor. A visit by her ‘nephew.’ She was bored. Nothing and no-one to keep her company or to talk to. So Nan decided to have a look on the Internet and see what was going on in the outside world. She had a look at a few sites and came across a Dating site which looked alright. So she joined and wrote out her profile stating that although she was seventy seven - she was only interested in gentlemen between 40 and 55...

***Story contains Spanish dialogue. Translation of what is said is written in parentheses after quotes.*** "Ugh!" I sigh to myself. Another day of school done. My teachers suck, my grades suck, junior year sucks. Now on the bus anxious to get home. Oh, my name is Ben by the way, and this is a story about a typical day in my life. I sit and tiredly make small talk with one of my buddies sitting next to me on the bus. He st...

I travel all over the Us and a few other countries due to my job and In Feb 2011 I was working at a job site in Hot Springs Arkansas. No lie I hook up with women from most job sites I work at and this place was no different. Her name was Sherry and she was blonde and in her late 40's. She was around 5"4 120 lbs with 34 C breasts and a nice firm ass. I met her the second day on the job and right away she smiled and laughed...

Jack tried to keep his mind off Nan and off the thrill of his upcoming visit. But his aroused state and his hard cock made that difficult. She had asked him not to masturbate tonight. He didn’t know why. But he sure wanted too. Between “her” panties that lay at arm’s length, the panties he had sent her, their very erotic conversation, and the very real prospect of being with her, he was ready to explode. For a fleeting mo...

Jack tried to keep his mind off Nan and off the thrill of his upcoming visit. But his aroused state and his hard cock made that difficult. She had asked him not to masturbate tonight. He didn’t know why. But he sure wanted too. Between “her” panties that lay at arm’s length, the panties he had sent her, their very erotic conversation, and the very real prospect of being with her, he was ready to explode. For a fleeting mo...

Angela by elderberry George: I must be crazy. I stood outside of Arthur's front door, with my luggage, hesitating before ringing the bell. Arthur and I, internet friends, corresponded by e-mail and had opened a line of communication hard to accommodate in the everyday give and take of friendship. We confessed to failings, both physical and moral, that we dare not reveal to our closest friends. I had told him about my mast...

I stood in the rain with my night gown clinging to my naked skin and waited to be let into the doors of my step-grandmother's estate. The Dowager Duchess of Norfolk wasn't known for her patience, her compassion, or her good humor. I had not a single possession on me other than my gown that I had been wearing when my father sent me out into the night. My mother had passed away and plans changed. What money and fortune we h...

Firstly a little about me; Ginger isn’t my real name, of course, it’s a sort of pet name. As you’d expect, it stems from my hair colour, not fiery red, but a rich chestnut colour. Not everyone calls me it, my father did, in fact it started with him, my husband does and some of our friends, my daughter does, as does her husband and my son, though not his wife. I gave birth to my daughter shortly before my 17 th birthday an...

This story was inspired by another Lush reader who has an "interest" in her grandson.Jack's orgasm was so powerful, it wiped him out. He folded up "Nan's" cum filled panties and laid them on the other pillow in the bed. He realized that he would have to wash them everyday. In order to keep the fantasy going, they couldn't have his scent in them. Better to have no scent at all. He didn't mind. He could pretend he was actua...

This story was inspired by another Lush member who is "interested" in her grandson.Jack woke up and looked over at the beauty lying next to him. Parts of her white hair covered her face. He moved the hair out of the way and touched her cheek gently with his fingertips. He moved his fingers down to her jaw line to her chin then slowly up to her lips. He caressed them. These were the lips that only hours before he had kisse...

This will be the last story for about 8 weeks readers - so enjoy - Dee xxxMom Son ….and Gran...                     Erotic threesome My Mom, Deedee was a hottie.  So I was told by my mates at school.  I was 17 years old and in the middle of my last school year and had never thought of Mom as sexual being/   At 5’ 9”, forty four years old and 130lbs, Deedee was slim but with a voluptuous set of hips.   She had very small b...

Gran and Her Boysby Jena121© This story has quite a lead up to explain the circumstances. Please read through the story and you will be rewarded. I have lived with my Gran since my parents were killed in a plane crash when I was just 15 years old. I was now in my late 30's with a son of my own and back living with Gran. She has made it so easy for me. She gave me all the love that a person could give. I was only away from...

Jim's Gran – What a Wonderful Winter It was the year I turned 18. I was just finishing my final year at High School. My Mother and Father had taken my younger brother and gone to Australia on vacation and to see my Uncle. Rather than stay alone and to make sure I ate properly and had my laundry done. Mom had arranged for me to stay with my Gran. I remember the first day that I journeyed home to Gran's place, the snow was...

Gran's Story Ch. 02            A continuation of Ian's journey.......   This is a continuation of Gran's Story –(the tale of a boy and his Gran). It was so well received that I thought I had better get on with it – Thank you to all the people who read and commented and emailed me your personal comments. Let's hope this chapter is received in the same manner, and please don't forget to vote. This chapter is told by Ian and...

Gran's Story                Staying with Gran   This is a new genre for me -- so let me know how you feel about it and if I should continue. Don't forget to vote and comment -- that is the only way that authors know what their readers like. * We lived Brighton, a seaside town in the UK. The family consisted of my Mum and Dad and my 17yr old brother, Reg and myself. I am Ian and I am 18 ½ years old. We were a close knit fa...