I never enjoyed a shower as much as the one I shared with Grandma. Running my soapy hands over her body and huge tits had my cock stiffening up in no time. Her slick soapy hands had something to do with that too. She reluctantly pulled my hands away from her, telling me she'd make it worth my while if I remained patient. Was I ever glad I did.Freshly scrubbed and dried off, I returned to the bed and waited for her. I definitely wasn't disappointed when she came out of the bathroom, wearing one of the new outfits she said she'd picked out specifically for me.My jaw dropped as I simply stared at her, her shapely hourglass figure stunningly clad in a brilliant white satin corset, with delicate bits of lace embroidery over the shiny satin. The shapely garment followed the flowing curves of her magnificent body spectacularly. The bottom of the corset kissed her wide flared hips and then nipped in to caress her slender waist before broadening out at her voluminous breasts. The heavily-stru

THE LADY GOLFER Highly Rated Chapter 2I had another mild surprise when Sandra opened the door. She was wearing a close-fitting grey wool dress which hugged her curves nicely. Lower down, her black tights showcased her sculpted calves and slim ankles, accentuated by the two-inch heels she was wearing. In short her figure was as good as I had fantasised about and a warm feeling of possibility and pleasure ebbed through me.But it was further up that the most significant changes were apparent: she was wearing her hair loose, the first time I'd see it so. It cascaded down past her shoulders in an abundant red-brown wave. It wasn't classic red hair, more of a terracotta, but it was strikingly attractive. She was also wearing much more make-up than usual. Mostly she had a bit of lipstick on and that was it. Now I hardly recognised her. Her face was a darker shade than normal and she'd spent a bit of time on her eye shadow and mascara. Bright red lipstick and a string of pearls around her

I added my forefinger and felt her muscles contract against me as I slid both digits in, to the knuckle, curling them to stimulate her G spot. Sandra raised her hips to meet my exploratory fingers and groaned louder. I started sliding my fingers in and out, slowly and deeply, using longer and longer strokes until I was brushing her clitoris and she was writhing and moaning. Towards the end I used my two fingertips to masturbate her and she came in a shuddering climax which crashed through her as I held her in my arms, leaving her limp and damp with sweat.We lay still for some minutes as the sunset glow faded, echoing Sandra's passion. 'Are you ok?' I asked, eventually. Her face was a dark blob in the gloom against the white of the pillows.'Oh, Michael, that was wonderful. I wanted to slow you down but I couldn't, it was just so... so intense!''Do you still want to...?' I asked softly.'Of course!'I rolled away from her and took off my Y-fronts; the crotch was soaked with my semina

'I'm coming,' I gasped, by way of a warning. Sandra fastened on and sucked harder and I shot my spunk into her mouth and throat, a wave of pure pleasure and love enveloping me. Then she surprised me again by licking my cock clean and finally giving me a sticky, salty kiss.We lay together as my cock softened and I stroked her lovely body, a tender thank you for the pleasure she had given me.'You touched my bottom,' she said, suddenly.'You didn't like it?' I asked.'You've never done it before.''No, I didn't know if you liked it.''I don't know,' she said, quietly. 'Look, Michael, I was going to talk to you about it but the right moment never came up.''Talk to me about... about your bottom?' I asked, mystified.'Yes.' She raised herself on one elbow and looked at me. 'Have you done it before? Anal sex, I mean.''Yes,' I admitted, mildly embarrassed.'And did you enjoy it?''Yes.''My ex-husband wanted to do it. And I never let him. Ever. It was about the only time I stood up to him

A DAUGHTER'S NEEDHighly Rated NOTE: This story is about Father/Daughter so as usual, if not interested you should skip it.Chapter 2"Well, you're married to my mom, after all. So yeah. That's makes us family.""It's even more than that, sweetheart. I'm your father, after all. For real."His smile widened and she felt she was blushing."I really hope you'll be happy, Brook," he continued. "And you can always tell me if there's anything I can do to help make sure you are."You could fuck me like you fucked my mother last night, she said in her mind. But then, out loud: "Oh, I'm happy. Really. It's really nice here and everything. And you're really nice. I guess I'm still getting used to things.""Me too," he smiled warmly. "I guess your mom and I have been so focused on each other that we haven't paid enough attention to you. You and I haven't had the same chance to get to know each other, but I want that to change, if that's okay with you. We have a lot of lost time to make up for."