Allie - Teen caregiver, and Robert Grainger, her 'Grandpa'

A May/December relationship of taboo proportions. Allie, 16, a caregiver, discovers life with ‘Grandpa’ Robert, 85. A secret collision of forbidden desire.

Disclaimer: Welcome to a world where forbidden desire is the only rule. This story is part of a collection where all lines are meant to be crossed. If you keep reading, you're already on the other side.
Reader discretion is advised.

Read ‘Jenny Mortimer – Girls, and their wild side!’ If you want read the first story between ‘Allie and Robert Grainger’.

The two weeks of exams felt like a prison sentence. Every day was a blur of highlighted textbooks and the sterile scent of cheap coffee. Allie’s mind, however, kept drifting to Robert Grainger. She’d drop by his house after school, but only for a few minutes, just to say hello, to make sure he was okay. She missed him. She missed the weight of his eighty-five years on her, the way his ancient hands felt on her young skin, the profound, earth-shattering intimacy of their secret.
When her last exam was finally over, she practically ran to his house. She let herself in, the familiar scent of his liniments and old books a comforting embrace. But there was a new scent today, something floral and vibrant.
“Robert?” she called out.
“In here, my dear,” his voice rasped from the living room.
She found him in his armchair, but he wasn’t alone. A woman was with him, a home health aide. She was young, maybe twenty-five, and stunningly beautiful. Her skin was the color of rich, dark coffee, her eyes were warm and intelligent, and her body was a testament to countless hours in the gym. She wore a simple nurse’s uniform, but even that couldn’t hide the incredible curve of her hips or the full, heavy breasts that strained against the slightly open buttons of her blouse.
“Robert!” Allie cried, rushing to him and wrapping him in a careful hug. He felt thinner, frailer, but his eyes sparkled when he saw her.
“Allie. My girl,” he breathed, his hand patting her back. He hesitated, his hand hovering near her waist, a clear sign of their secret intimacy.
The aide, whose name tag read ‘Tasha,’ watched them with an unreadable expression. Allie saw it instantly—the flicker of curiosity, the dawning realization. There was a secret here, and Tasha wanted to know what it was. But Allie also noticed something else: the way Robert’s eyes kept darting to Tasha, a look of raw, undisguised longing. And she saw the way Tasha would glance back, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips.
Later, while Tasha was helping Robert with his water, Allie saw her chance. She stepped close to Robert’s chair and, under the guise of adjusting his blanket, let her hand brush firmly over his crotch. He was rock hard.
“You’re hard for her?” Allie whispered, a thrill shooting through her.
He looked at her, his eyes conflicted. “Allie, I… I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Why would it hurt me?” she said softly, her voice a conspiratorial caress. “Look at her, Robert. She’s incredible. That hot, black girl with the body of a goddess and those incredible breasts peeking out of her blouse. And she keeps checking out the hard-on you have for her. Can you blame me? It’s hot.”
Robert was speechless, his mouth slightly agape.
A few minutes later, Tasha led Robert back to his chair and then found Allie in the kitchen. The look the other woman gave her was direct, arousing. It was a look of pure, unapologetic lust. Allie decided to test it. She stepped up close, so their bodies were almost touching. She could feel the heat coming off Tasha’s skin.
“Tasha,” Allie murmured, and then she leaned in and kissed her.
Tasha giggled, a low, throaty sound, and then responded with a force that took Allie’s breath away. Her tongue was aggressive, her lips demanding. It was a kiss of pure, unapologetic desire. When they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathing heavily.
“Mmm, I’ve wanted to do that since you walked in,” Tasha panted.
“Would you like to see his cock?” Allie asked, her voice husky. “He’s an incredible man.”
“You fucked him?” Tasha asked, her eyes wide.
“Yes,” Allie confirmed.
Tasha shook her head. “He wouldn’t be interested in me. Not if he knew.”
Allie was more curious than ever. She leaned in and kissed Tasha again, deeper this time. As Tasha was lost in the swirl of their tongues, Allie slowly slid her hand up the girl’s thigh, under her dress, and into the waistband of her panties. Her fingers met not the soft folds she expected, but something long, hard, and thick.
A hard cock met her.
Allie wrapped her hand around it and stroked. Tasha gasped, pulling back slightly, her eyes rolling back in her head. “Fuck me,” she moaned.
“I will,” Allie promised, and they continued to kiss, Allie’s hand working Tanya’s hidden length.
“What’s taking you girls so long?” Robert’s voice called from the living room.
They pulled apart, a silent understanding passing between them. Robert walked in, leaning on his cane, and stopped dead. He stood there, watching two beautiful girls making out, and then his eyes fell to Allie’s hand, stroking the cock hidden under Tasha’s dress. Tanya was a trans-girl. He was conflicted, shocked, but his own cock was still so hard, throbbing in his pants at the sight.
“My goodness,” he breathed, his voice a hoarse whisper.
The girls pulled apart. Allie gave Robert a smile of pure, wicked encouragement. He understood. He fumbled with his zipper, pulling out his own beautiful, aged cock, and began to stroke it.
Allie took charge. She slowly undressed Tasha, revealing her perfect, dark skin, her full breasts with their dark, hard nipples, and the rigid cock that stood proudly from her hips. “Oh, you are perfect,” Allie murmured, leaning in to take one of Tanya’s nipples into her mouth, sucking it gently. Tanya moaned, her head falling back. Allie made love to those breasts, her tongue flicking and teasing as she pulled Tasha’s panties down. Then Allie undressed herself, her own pale, teenage body a stark, beautiful contrast. She pushed Tanya onto the bed and then climbed on top of her, slowly impaling herself on Tanya’s cock.
“God, yes!” Allie cried out as she took him in. The two girls played with one another’s breasts and kissed passionately as Allie rode her, her hips grinding in a slow, sensual rhythm. The sounds of their wet kisses and soft moans filled the room.
“I’m going to cum,” Tanya gasped, her hips bucking upwards.
“Do it,” Allie commanded. “Cum inside me.”
Tanya exploded inside Allie with a cry, her hot cum filling the young girl. Allie, breathless and glowing, gestured for Robert to join them. He stripped off his clothes, his body a roadmap of eighty-five years, and climbed onto the bed. The old man was lost in the lust of these two beautiful women. As Allie and Robert kissed, Tanya leaned over and swallowed his cock, her head bobbing as she took him deep.
“Mmmph, that’s it, girl,” Robert groaned, his hands tangled in her hair.
The scene dissolved into a whirlwind of limbs and pleasure. They shifted into a sixty-nine, Allie on top, her tongue buried in Tanya’s sweet pussy while Tanya ate her out. Robert moved behind Allie, his hard cock finding her entrance and sliding in, fucking her with slow, deep strokes as she moaned into Tanya’s folds. “Oh God, Robert… yes… fuck me…”
Then he pulled out and lay on his back, pulling Allie onto his face, his tongue fucking her clit as Tanya slid her cock back into Allie’s pussy. Allie was in heaven, being filled and pleasured from both ends, her cries of pleasure muffled by Tanya’s body.
But she had one more taboo to break. As Tanya was fucking her, Allie reached down and pulled Tanya’s cock out of her pussy. Robert was between her legs, his tongue still working her clit. Allie pushed Tanya’s cock down, guiding it towards Robert’s mouth. He resisted for a second, then, with a groan of surrender, opened his lips. Tanya slid her cock deep into Robert’s mouth and began to fuck it, her hips pumping until she came again, this time down the old man’s throat.
Robert was hard again after, more powerful than Allie had ever seen him. He moved behind Tanya, who was now on her hands and knees, then pressed a finger into her ass. Gentle but with force, then a second. Tanya whimpered, pushing back against him. “Yes, keep going!” she moaned. She looked like a goddess, her black skin gleaming with a sheen of sweat. And once Robert felt she was loose enough, he pressed his cock into her anal passage.
“Oh, fuck! Robert!” Tanya cried out.
He fucked her in the ass, his aged body driving into her with a surprising, primal force, the sound of his hips slapping against her ass echoing in the room. Allie lay back, her fingers buried in her own pussy, masturbating as she watched the whole incredible scene. And she loved every single second of it.

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