1. Granny Pantyhose Power


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Taboo, Author: tightshose, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    I'd come home early from work and was looking forward to relaxing. I work hard in real estate, harder than most women half my age. At 67, I'm driven to succeed, so determined I've earned the nickname of "Barracuda" for my hard-nosed ways. I may be a senior citizen, but hardly look it, a lithe 130 pounds on strong, five-foot-seven frame, muscular in the legs from years of running and taking care of myself. I went inside and noticed my bedroom door ajar, which was odd since I always closed it. I looked out the back door: My grandson Wally's bike was there. That's fine, I thought, he comes over and lets himself in for some milk and cookies, ever the growing boy, a strapping 19-year-old college athlete. But then I walked down the hall and peered around the door. I couldn't believe my eyes. There sat Wally on my bed, a pair of my dirty white pantyhose over his head, and beating his hard, young and rather meaty, long cock, the soiled panel over his nose and mouth, his pants pulled down. I stared for a long minute, listening to him moan, his insistent sniffing at the cheesy crotch panel of my filthy hose and then noticed around his cock, he was using another pair to jerk off with. "Fuck me, Grandma, it smells so fucking bad, so fucking hot," he groaned, furiously fisting his rather smallish pecker. I was pissed at first, pulling back to lean against the wall and wonder what my next move would be. Then I found myself yielding to excitement, my pussy moistening in the dark pantyhose ...
    I wore. I'm dominant by nature, and now felt more so than ever. "He wants dirty pantyhose," I growled to myself, making up my mind. "The little pervert's gonna get more than he bargained for!" I burst into the room, catching Wally by surprise, turning to face me with my hose over his head, his wide-open eyes visible behind the mesh fabric over them. "GRANDMA!" he screamed, pulling his pants back up quickly. "WALLY!" I screamed back, feigning shock at first and adding with disgust, "you little pervert! How DARE you? "I can explain!" he blurted, yanking the pantyhose off his head and ditching the pair around his dick, hurridedly stuffing his stiff dick into his jeans as he sat on my bed. "Oh, really?" I snarled, standing before him in my dark business suit of shortish skirt, blouse, blazer and high-heeled shoes, hands on my hips, head cocked to one side. "Explain what? That you're masturbating with a pair of my dirty hose and have another pair over your face? That you're sniffing and getting excited about? Is that about it, Wally? Huh? Is it? He sat red faced and ashamed, head dipped down to his chest, tears in his eyes. "Pick your head up, Wally!" I barked, tossing my briefcase aside and slithering out of my skirt, jacket and blouse, to stand in black bra and pantyhose. "Wh...what?" he asked, astonished as he looked up at my elderly but very sexy body as I pulled my silver hair back into a ponytail, my thick tits hanging out of my bra and my long, strong legs encased in the ...
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