Grandpa Finally Fucked His Horny Fat Granddaughter - Part 4

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Hey all, it’s Martin again, and this is where things went from secret pleasure to something that felt like a whole new marriage. After that first night I ate Anmika’s hairy pussy until she came three times and soaked my face and the sheets, we fell into a rhythm that felt almost normal in the most twisted way possible. Every single day I made her cum with my tongue and fingers. Sometimes twice a day. Sometimes three times if she was feeling extra lazy and horny. She’d wake up, shuffle into my room still in her sleep shorts, lift one thick leg onto the bed, and pull her panties aside so I could bury my face between her soft, fat thighs. I’d lick her slow and deep while she ate breakfast in bed, her juices dripping down my chin while she moaned around a mouthful of pancake. Other times she’d be watching her Korean dramas on the couch, legs spread wide, and I’d kneel on the floor like it was the most natural thing in the world, sucking her swollen clit until she gushed all over the cushions.
She never got tired of it. My lazy, fat granddaughter turned into the neediest little cum-slut I’d ever known. She’d grab my hair with both hands, grind that hairy, dripping pussy against my mouth, and whimper “More, Grandpa… don’t stop…” until her whole body shook and another flood of her thick, sweet cream coated my tongue. The smell of her cunt was constant in the house now - that heavy, musky, slightly tangy aroma that clung to the sheets, the couch, even my beard. I loved it. I’d go to bed with her taste still on my lips and wake up hard, ready to do it all over again.
We still hadn’t fucked. Not once. I was happy just devouring her pussy and getting those sloppy, drooling blowjobs three or four times a week. Her mouth had gotten so good - warm, wet, greedy - she could make me cum in under five minutes when she really tried. But deep down I knew it was only a matter of time before she wanted more. And that time came during her ovulation.
It was a Thursday night, about three weeks after I first tasted her. Texas heat had been brutal all day, and even with the AC on the house felt thick and sticky. Anmika had been restless since morning - eating more than usual, shifting on the couch every few minutes, thighs rubbing together like she couldn’t get comfortable. I noticed her nipples were constantly hard under her thin tank top, and when she walked past me to grab another snack, I caught the strong, sweet scent of her arousal mixed with her usual fast-food smell. Her period must have just ended, and her body was screaming for cock.
That night she came to my bed earlier than usual. She didn’t even bother with the blowjob first. She just crawled in beside me, pulled her oversized t-shirt up over her huge tits, and spread her thick thighs wide.
“Grandpa… please lick me,” she whispered, voice already breathy. “I’m so fucking horny today.”
I smiled in the dark and moved between her legs. Her pussy was drenched before I even touched it - lips puffy and dark pink, thick black curls matted and shiny with slick. The smell was stronger than ever: rich, fertile, almost sweet like overripe fruit mixed with that deep cunt musk that made my cock throb. I dove in, licking her slowly at first, savoring every fold, sucking her clit gently while sliding two fingers inside her tight, soaking hole.
But tonight was different. She was on fire.
Within minutes she was grinding hard against my face, fat belly jiggling, massive tits bouncing as she moaned louder than I’d ever heard. Her juices were flowing like a river - thick, creamy fluid pouring out of her with every thrust of my fingers, soaking my beard, my neck, the pillow under her ass. She grabbed my head with both hands and shoved me deeper, smothering me in her hairy, gushing pussy.
“Fuck… Grandpa… deeper… oh god, your tongue feels so good,” she gasped, hips bucking wildly.
I added a third finger, stretching her, pumping fast. The wet squelching sounds filled the room - loud, obscene, schlick-schlick-schlick - mixed with her desperate moans and the wet smacks of my mouth. Her thighs started trembling violently around my ears.
Then she said it.
The words that broke everything open.
“Fuck me, Grandpa… I want your cock. Please… put it inside me. I need it so bad.”
Her voice was raw, shaking, almost crying with need. That single sentence hit me like lightning. My cock surged so hard it hurt. I pulled my fingers out with a wet pop and looked up at her. Her face was flushed dark red, eyes half-lidded, lips parted, chest heaving. She looked completely lost in lust.
“You sure, baby?” I asked, voice rough. “Once I start, I don’t know if I can stop.”
She nodded frantically, grabbing at my shoulders. “Yes… please… I’m yours. Fuck your granddaughter’s pussy. Make me yours.”
I couldn’t wait another second. I shoved my shorts down, my thick, veiny cock springing free, already leaking pre-cum in heavy drops. I moved up between her spread thighs, the head of my dick nudging against her soaked entrance. She was so wet it slid along her slit easily, coating me in her slick. The heat radiating from her pussy was insane.
I pushed.
The head popped inside her tight, virgin hole with a wet squelch. Anmika gasped sharply, her fat body tensing for a second. But she was so soaked, so ready, that when I pushed again I sank halfway in without resistance. Her walls gripped me like hot, wet velvet - silky, pulsing, incredibly tight. The feeling was overwhelming after seven years without pussy. I groaned loud, eyes rolling back.
“Oh fuck… so tight… so fucking wet,” I growled.
Anmika’s eyes flew open wide, then fluttered shut again. She grabbed my hips with both hands and yanked me forward hard. “All the way… please… fill me up!”
I thrust deep. My entire cock buried inside her in one smooth stroke, balls pressing against her fat ass. Her pussy clenched around me like a fist, hot and dripping. The smell of sex exploded in the room - her fertile cunt juice, my pre-cum, sweat, everything mixing into that raw, animal scent of fucking.
I started moving. Slow at first, savoring every inch as I pulled out almost all the way, then sank back in. Wet, filthy sounds filled the air with every thrust: squelch… slap… squelch… slap. Her juices were everywhere - coating my cock, dripping down my balls, soaking the sheets. Her huge belly jiggled heavily with every stroke, her massive tits bouncing and slapping together. She was moaning non-stop now, loud and broken.
“Fuck me… harder… oh god, Grandpa, your cock feels so good inside me!” she cried, voice cracking.
I picked up speed, fucking her with deep, powerful strokes. The headboard started banging against the wall. Her fat thighs quivered, heels digging into my back as she pulled me deeper. Every time I bottomed out, her pussy made a wet, sucking sound like it didn’t want to let me go. I could feel her cervix kissing the tip of my cock on every thrust.
She was losing control completely.
“Fuck me more… I’m your whore, Grandpa… your fat little whore… make me yours forever!” she screamed, nails digging into my shoulders.
The dirty words coming from my innocent granddaughter’s mouth sent me into overdrive. I grabbed her wide hips, fingers sinking into soft flesh, and started pounding her hard. The wet slapping of skin on skin was deafening. Her pussy was gushing so much that every thrust made obscene squirting sounds, her cream frothing white around the base of my cock.
Ten minutes felt like pure heaven and torture at the same time. I could feel my balls tightening, the pressure building fast.
“I’m gonna cum, baby…” I groaned.
She grabbed my ass and pulled me even deeper. “Inside… or in my mouth… wherever you want… just don’t stop fucking me!”
At the last second I pulled out. My cock was glistening with her thick juices, shiny and dripping. I moved up her body quickly and shoved it between her swollen lips. She opened wide instantly, sucking me deep even though I was covered in her own pussy cream. The taste didn’t bother her at all - if anything, she moaned louder around my cock, tongue swirling frantically, sucking and slurping like she was starving for it.
I exploded.
Thick, heavy ropes of cum flooded her mouth. She swallowed greedily, throat working, gulping down every spurt while her eyes watered. A little cum leaked from the corners of her lips and ran down her chin, mixing with the drool already there. She kept sucking until I was completely empty, then licked me clean with long, loving strokes of her tongue, making soft, satisfied humming sounds.
When I finally pulled out, she looked up at me with glassy, fucked-out eyes and smiled. “That was… incredible. I’ve never felt anything like that.”
We collapsed together, her soft, heavy body pressed against mine, both of us sweaty and breathing hard. From that night on, we became something more than grandfather and granddaughter. We slept in the same bed every night. We fucked every single day - sometimes slow and lazy in the morning, sometimes rough and desperate after dinner. She turned into the sluttiest, horniest girl I’d ever known, always ready, always dripping, always begging for Grandpa’s cock.
I felt young again. Alive. Like I’d found the fountain of youth between my own granddaughter’s thick thighs.
But we still had more to explore… and we were about to.