Unknown - Mother Eager Beaver

"Well, come on!" he smiled into her lustful eyes. "Stretch that little cunny over my cock. You're not going to stop now, are you?"

"No, I'm not going to stop," she gasped between quickened heartbeats, allowing her aching pussy to dilate a little more before cramming his cock into her. "Hell, I haven't even started."

He watched her tightly stretched pussylips slip over his fleshy rim, then beads of sweat popped out on her forehead as she put her full weight on his stiff cock. The soft flesh of her protruding little pussymound had stretched to the very limits, engorging itself dramatically from the enormous cockhead it had swallowed. He couldn't help but think it looked somewhat like the swollen jaws of a chipmunk that had stored its food away. He felt her small entrance dilate with desire, then her grasping vagina tried to engulf his crown. He suddenly realized this was not a game for Martha-she fully intended to get his cock into her.

"Stop it, Martha!" he demanded, trying to push her away. "Goddamn it! You're serious about this. Hell, this isn't a game at all."

"I never inferred it was a game," she groaned, pushing against his hands, not allowing him to force her cunny from his cockhead, then she crammed his fleshy meat farther into her entrance. "I said I was going to fuck you, don't you remember?"

"I remember, but I thought you were joking," he groaned as her tight entrance locked behind his rim. "My God, baby, doesn't that hurt your little pussy?"

"Yes… oh… God! It hurts! My pussy's stinging like fire! It feels as if you're splitting me apart!" she gasped in tremendous pain, then relaxed for a second and pushed downward hard as possible. "But it'll stop hurting once I get your cock into me and we start fucking."

He watched in amazement as his thick shaft slowly disappeared into her hairless pussy, then he felt the extreme heat of that baby-type cuntal sheath. The picture of the preteen girl in his magazine suddenly became a very real thing. He'd thought it was some form of trick photography till this very moment, now he knew better. The little girl in the picture had been fucking an older man.

His cock throbbed with wanton desire as he watched his granddaughter's hairless pussy swallow all but two inches of his thick cockshaft, then he could stand her tempting no longer. God, her cunt was the tightest and hottest he'd ever felt. He thrust upward hard as he could, putting the full weight of his pelvis in his sudden movement, then his fleshy cockhead pushed into the delightful depths of her trembling belly as her asscheeks crashed against his thighs.

"Aaaggghhh! Granddaddy! You're killing me!" she screamed out in pain as his pisshole slammed against her young uterus. "You've split me open! Why couldn't you let me do this my way? Oh… My God… my pussy hurts!"

His pelvis began to churn wildly as he thrust in and out of her tight pussy, then he grasped her sweet little asscheeks and held on tightly so she couldn't pull away from him.

"Shush, darling!" he begged, continuing to ramrod her tender tissues. "You'll wake everybody up! Besides, you said it'd stop hurting once we started fucking."

The hurting was already beginning to subside as his thick shaft caressed the grasping walls of her squishy vagina, then she began to fuck back at him as she lowered herself to his naked chest.

"And I was right-it doesn't hurt any more," she whispered in a sensual purr, cuddling close to him, then they began to fuck at each other as if this were to be the last time for either of them. "My pussy feels good with your cock inside me. God, it feels sooo goooood! Just keep fucking me, please! Don't ever stop!"

Swirling cum filled his testicles as hot blood raced to his stiffened cockshaft, then Martha's little body trembled in ecstasy. Orgasm gripped at her, causing her to gasp and groan as her hot little pussy thrust hard onto his throbbing hardness, then she sat upright and crammed his cock deep as possible into her. Her little pussylips gripped at the base of his shaft while she held his crown deep inside her quivering belly, then the spasming membranes of her tender sheath grasped his stiffness with heated passion, milking and sucking crazily.

"Oooo… Granddaddy! I'mcuuummminnnggg!Youdid it! Ooohhh… My Godddd! You did it!" she squealed as his stiffened hugeness pulsated inside her. "I'm cuummminnnggg!You made me cum! Oooo… Sweet Jesus… it's gooooood! Soooo goooood! Mummmm…oooooo… mumm hummmm… aaahhh!"

"No… my little darling… you did it!" he groaned, his cockshaft jerking drastically inside her gripping little cuntal sheath. "Now you're making me cum!Goddamn it… you're making me cum in that little pussy!Ooohhh… but it's soooooo gooooood! God help me but I've got to cum inside you! I… I love that little snatch! Jesus… I want to fill it full of cum!"

"FILL ME FULL… PLEASEEEE!" she pleaded as his spurting warmness splattered into her womb, filling her small body with sensual heat. "That's it! Ooohhh…yes… that's the way! Keep doing that… fill me full… run my pussy over with cum!"

He did run her pussy over. Their hot cum mingled and squished from her tight pussylips as he again started crashing back and forth into her, then in a few moments she'd worked his cock to limpness. Their sex was over for the night-he couldn't raise another hard-on if his life depended on it. His little granddaughter had worked him over but good.

She smiled at him as she raised upward, letting his limpness slurp from her slushy cunny, then globs of their jazz gushed from her hairless slot and slithered down her thighs as she got out of bed.

He got up and handed her a clean handkerchief, then she wiped the cum from her legs and pussy. She walked over and dropped to her knees before him, then wiped the cum from his limp cock and nut-sac. She stood up and handed the handkerchief back to hint, then turned her back to him and stooped over for his magazine.

He looked at her little rump, wishing he could get another hard-op, then reached over and tenderly kneaded the tender flesh of her asscheeks. She let him tease at her for a little while, then stood up and faced him with a sensual smile on her pouting lips as she handed the magazine to him.

"Are you trying to start something with me?" she questioned hopefully.

"If I could get a hard-on, I'd take you up on that," he smiled at her. "Will you accept a rain check from me?"

"You know I will, anytime you say," she purred, taking the magazine from him and turning to the picture of the teenage girl and the older man, then handed the open magazine back to him. "Call me when you feel the need to look at the pictures; well look at them together."

He studied the picture, then when he looked up she was gone.

The children had already gone to school and Tom was almost at the plant entrance when he brought the car to a sudden stop. He turned the car around and headed back home for the tools he'd forgotten to take to work.

"Jesus Christ!" he muttered aloud. "Why the hell did I forget my damned tools? Now 111 be late for work."

He suddenly remembered how fast the night had passed for him. He'd been lying in bed waiting for Barbara to get undressed. It was the first time since he'd started the night shift he felt like fucking, and he'd fully intended to fuck his wife but good, He'd closed his eyes for only a moment, but then when he opened them again the sun was shining through the window. Goddamn it, he'd unintentionally drifted off to sleep and missed the chance to fuck Barbara. Any bastard who'd do that could very easily forget his tools. Hell, it's a damned wonder he hadn't forgotten his fuckin' head.

Within twenty minutes he'd parked the car in the driveway and entered the utility room. He grabbed his tools and ran back to the car, then tossed the tool box onto the back floorboard. He was already late for work so what difference would it make if he was a little later. He could take time for one last cup of coffee.