Pervert Grandpa 3

I’ve always known I’m Grandpa’s little slut. Ever since I moved in with him after Mom went to prison, he’s treated me like his personal fuck hole. He doesn’t ask; he just takes. Mornings start with him dragging me out of bed by my hair, bending me over the dresser, and ramming his stiff cock into my pussy until I’m dripping down my thighs. Nights end with him pinning me face-down on the mattress, his weight crushing me as he grinds deep, filling me with his thick loads. I whimper and spread my legs wider each time, my body craving the rough way he claims me, even if my mind screams otherwise.

One afternoon, after he’d just finished pounding my ass raw in the living room—his hands bruising my hips as he thrust hard, making me yelp with every slap of his balls against my skin—he pulled out and watched his cum ooze from my stretched hole. "You’re such a greedy whore," he muttered, smacking my cheek lightly. "Taking it up the ass like that, begging for more without saying a word. But you need something bigger, don’t you? Someone to really wreck you." I lay there panting, my body still twitching, confused but too spent to argue.

He didn’t explain right away. Instead, he zipped up and left me leaking on the floor while he made a call. Hours later, as I showered off the stickiness, trying to ignore the ache between my legs, I heard the front door open. Grandpa’s voice boomed from the hallway, followed by a deeper, smoother tone. Curiosity pulled me out, wrapped only in a towel, and that’s when I saw him—Tyrone. He was a towering black man, broad-shouldered and ripped, with dark skin glistening under the light and a smirk that promised trouble. Grandpa clapped him on the back like an old buddy. "This is my granddaughter," he said, eyeing me hungrily. "She’s a total slut. Needs a real man to stretch her out. You up for it?"

Tyrone’s gaze raked over me, lingering on the towel barely covering my tits and the curve of my ass. He nodded, his voice low and commanding. "Hell yeah. Let’s see what she can handle.’+" Grandpa grinned, shoving me forward. "Drop the towel, girl. Show him why I called you in." My hands trembled as I obeyed, letting the fabric fall to reveal my naked body—nipples hard from the cool air, pussy already swelling with unwanted heat. Tyrone stepped closer, his large hand cupping my breast, thumb flicking the peak until I gasped." Nice," he murmured, then spun me around to inspect my ass, squeezing the cheeks apart. "Bet this hole’s seen some action."

Grandpa watched, rubbing his crotch as Tyrone stripped off his shirt, revealing a chiseled chest and abs that made my mouth water. "Bend her over the couch," Grandpa instructed, his tone eager. Tyrone didn’t hesitate, pushing me down until my tits pressed into the cushions, my ass up high. He unzipped his pants, and when his cock sprang free, I nearly choked—it was enormous, thick as my wrist, the dark length curving slightly with a fat head already beading pre-cum. Grandpa whistled. "Go on, fuck her ass. She loves it rough."

Tyrone spat on his palm, stroking himself once before pressing the tip against my tight ring. I tensed, but he gripped my waist and shoved in, the burn ripping a cry from my throat as he forced past the resistance. Inch after thick inch buried into me, stretching my walls to their limit, until he bottomed out with a grunt. "Fuck, she's tight," he said, pulling back only to slam forward again. The thrusts came hard and fast, his hips pistoning as my ass jiggled from the impact. Pain melted into filthy pleasure, my pussy clenching emptily below.

Grandpa couldn’t resist joining. He knelt in front of me, yanking my head up by the hair and stuffing his cock into my mouth."Suck while he reams you," he growled, fucking my face with short, brutal jabs that made drool spill down my chin. Tyrone’s pace quickened, his balls slapping my wet folds with every drive, the fullness in my ass making me moan around Grandpa’s shaft. They used me in tandem, Tyrone’s massive dick splitting me open while Grandpa choked me on his length.

But they weren’t done. "Let’s double up on her," Grandpa said, pulling out with a slick pop. They flipped me onto my back on the couch, Tyrone staying lodged in my ass as he lay beneath me, his strong arms holding me in place. Grandpa climbed on, spreading my thighs wide and aligning his cock with my soaked entrance. "Ready to be stuffed, slut?" he taunted, then thrust in deep, his girth sliding alongside Tyrone’s in the shared space—no, one in pussy, one in ass, the pressure immense as both holes filled to bursting.

I screamed, the dual invasion overwhelming, their cocks rubbing through the thin barrier inside me. Tyrone bucked up into my ass, his hands digging into my hips, while Grandpa hammered down into my pussy, his balls smacking Tyrone’s with wet thuds. "Look at her, taking two dicks like the whore she is," Grandpa panted, pinching my clit to heighten the torment. Tyrone growled agreement, his thrusts growing erratic. The friction built a fire in my core, every nerve alight as they pounded relentlessly.

It crashed over me suddenly—my orgasm exploding wild and uncontrolled. My ass and pussy spasmed around their cocks, milking them as I arched off the couch, juices gushing out to drench Grandpa’s shaft. I wailed, nails raking Tyrone’s chest, body convulsing in waves of bliss that left me shuddering. Tyrone came first, roaring as he pumped hot spurts deep into my ass, flooding me until it leaked out. Grandpa followed, burying himself to the hilt and unloading into my pussy, his cum mixing with my release.

They eased out, leaving me a quivering, cum-soaked mess sprawled on the couch. Grandpa chuckled, patting my thigh. "Told you she’s a slut. Good call bringing you over, Tyrone." Tyrone just grinned, wiping sweat from his brow, and I knew Grandpa would be calling him again soon.