1. Granddad's fingers, were a welcome Penetratio


    Date: 10/15/2016, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: MarieL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Married at eighteen and now, three years later, I hate the sight of him. I should have listened to others, advising me about throwing myself head-long into this relationship, but another saying 'You never know someone until you have lived with them', now rings hollow, as it reverberates in my head. Last week we were at a f****y reunion and he just got d***k, and began to talk down to me, continually correcting and belittling, honestly if I had a knife, I would have castrated him, but something later on happened, which was just as good. My Grandfather on my fathers side of the f****y, was required to go home, and I, having had enough of my husbands attitude, decided to share a cab back to our respective homes. I was angry but Grandfather soon soothed away my furrowed brow, he was almost 70, and put his arm around me in the back of the cab. I dozed off, with the sudden lull of mental anguish, drink, and warmth in the cab. For how long I slept, I am unsure, but we had skipped going to my house first and finished up at his, but before that realisation, there was another, I woke up with my Grandfathers hand under my skirt, nestling warmly on my bare thigh, between my stockings tops and my panties. As the cab pulled-in, I moved, 'Granddad', I started to say, as I moved my body, that was when I felt his hand on my bare thigh, and as I turned slightly, he touched my pubis, and the shock made me freeze. 'I will get this', he said, pulling his hand out from under my dress, his fingers ...
    tracing a line all the way down my thigh. I looked as he pulled out his wallet in the darkness and paid the Taxi driver, as he did so, my mind was racing, he had touched me, in fact, I could still feel his fingers, as my body hung onto the caress, it was more than my husband had done down there past nine months. 'Gramps, I thought I was going home first', I mildly complained? 'I can do with your company, for the time being', he replied, so I got out and the taxi drove off. He came close to me again and slipped his hand under my arm and ushered me to his front door, and once inside, took my coat from me and I went into the warm living room, where he poured me a large whiskey and handed it to me. 'Granddad, I cant drink this stuff, it's too strong'. I sat down on the settee and he sat down at the other end. 'Get it into your belly', he advised, 'it will loosen you up girl', he continued. I raised the glass to my lips, held my breath and took a swig, which was more than a sip, and I felt it flow down my throat and warm my stomach, a sudden warmth and secure feeling entrenched my very being, and once it had subsided, I took another, and surprisingly found myself relaxed about it. 'Swing your feet around Mariel, I will give you a foot massage'. I looked at Granddad, he wanted me to put my feet onto his lap, 'My feet Granddad', I laughed, 'do you have a foot fetish', I teased, the whiskey certainly was loosening me up, as I spun on my ass, lifted my feet and laid them onto his lap, ...
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