Grandpa Titfucked and Anal Fucked His Fat Granddaughter - Final

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Hey all, Martin here with the last part of my confession. If you’ve read the previous chapters, you already know how deep I fell. My 21-year-old fat, lazy granddaughter Anmika went from being the girl my son dumped on me to take care of an old man… to the woman who became my everything. After that first raw fuck during her ovulation night, we stopped pretending. We were lovers now. Husband and wife in every way that mattered inside the walls of my old Texas house. We slept tangled together every night, her heavy, soft body pressed against mine, her thick thighs draped over my leg, her massive tits squished against my chest. I woke up hard every morning and slid into her still-sleepy, always-wet pussy before she even opened her eyes. She’d moan softly, half-asleep, and whisper “Good morning, Grandpa…” while her hairy cunt clenched around me and milked my first load of the day.
She had become an absolute slut for me, and I loved every second of it. But there were still things we hadn’t tried. Things I’d fantasized about while jerking off alone for seven years. Her enormous tits. Her fat, untouched ass. I wanted all of her. Every hole. Every soft inch.
It started one lazy Sunday afternoon. The sun was pouring through the bedroom windows, making everything feel warm and golden. Anmika had just finished one of her marathon eating sessions - two large pizzas and a two-liter soda - and was lying on her back in bed, completely naked, belly rising and falling, legs spread lazily. Her huge tits rested on either side of her soft belly like heavy pillows, dark nipples still puffy from the way I’d sucked them earlier. Her pussy was glistening, a slow trickle of my earlier cum leaking out of her and running down toward her asshole.
I crawled up her body and straddled her chest. My thick cock, still half-hard and shiny with our mixed juices, rested between those massive breasts.
“Baby,” I said, voice low, “I want to fuck your tits. I’ve been dreaming about sliding between these huge, soft tits for weeks.”
Her eyes lit up with that shy-but-horny look she always got when I asked for something new. She blushed, bit her lower lip, and nodded. “Okay, Grandpa… use them however you want. They’re yours.”
She cupped her heavy breasts from the sides and pushed them together, creating a deep, warm, pillowy valley. The sight was obscene - pale, soft flesh overflowing her fingers, stretch marks faintly visible, nipples hard and pointing upward. I slid my cock into that warm tunnel. The feeling was incredible: silky-smooth skin, the weight of her tits pressing around my shaft, the faint scent of her skin mixed with the leftover smell of sex.
I started thrusting slowly, watching my cock disappear between her breasts and reappear at the top, the head brushing against her chin. Every stroke made her tits jiggle and slap together with soft, fleshy sounds - plap… plap… plap. Pre-cum leaked from my tip and smeared across her chest, making everything slick and shiny. Anmika looked up at me with those big brown eyes, mouth slightly open, breathing faster.
“Does it feel good?” she whispered, squeezing her tits tighter around me.
“So fucking good, baby,” I groaned. “Your tits are perfect. So heavy… so warm…”
She started moving them herself, sliding them up and down my shaft while I thrust. The wet, slippery sounds grew louder. Drool started dripping from the corner of her mouth as she watched the head of my cock pop out near her lips. She stuck her tongue out and licked the tip every time it came close, tasting our combined juices. Her fat belly jiggled beneath me, and I could smell her pussy getting wetter again - that thick, sweet musk filling the air.
I fucked her tits faster, hips slapping against the undersides of her breasts. The friction was perfect, warm and soft and tight all at once. Her nipples rubbed against my thighs with every stroke. She was moaning now, low and needy, clearly turned on by how much I was enjoying her body.
“Cum on them, Grandpa,” she begged softly. “Cover my tits with your cum…”
I couldn’t hold back. A few more hard thrusts and I exploded. Thick ropes of cum shot across her chest, painting her tits white - splattering over her nipples, running down into her cleavage, some landing on her neck and chin. She moaned loudly, rubbing my cum into her skin with her hands, spreading it like lotion over those massive breasts. The sight of my granddaughter covered in my load, smiling up at me with pure satisfaction, made my spent cock twitch again.
But we weren’t done. Not even close.
Later that same evening, after we’d showered together (her soaping my back again, but this time dropping to her knees to suck me clean under the water), we ended up back in bed. Anmika was on all fours, her fat ass raised high, heavy belly hanging down, tits swaying beneath her. I was behind her, slowly licking her pussy from behind, tasting how wet she still was. My tongue drifted higher, circling her tight little asshole. She tensed at first, then pushed back against my face with a surprised moan.
“Grandpa… what are you doing?” she breathed, voice shaky but curious.
“Relax, baby. I want all of you tonight. I want to fuck this pretty fat ass.”
She stayed quiet for a moment, then whispered, “I’ve never… but if you want it… okay. Just go slow.”
I spent a long time getting her ready. I licked her asshole thoroughly - slow, wet circles, then pushing my tongue inside the tight ring. She tasted clean and slightly musky, warm and forbidden. I added lube from the bottle I’d bought weeks ago (just in case), working one finger, then two, then three into her virgin ass while I rubbed her swollen clit with my other hand. She was moaning loudly now, pushing back, her pussy dripping onto the sheets in long strings.
When she was loose and whimpering for more, I knelt behind her, lined up my cock, and pressed the head against her puckered hole. The sight was filthy - my thick shaft against her pale, round ass cheeks, her hairy pussy lips puffy and leaking below.
I pushed.
The head popped inside with a soft, wet sound. Anmika gasped sharply, gripping the sheets. “Oh fuck… it’s so big…”
“Easy, baby. Breathe,” I whispered, stroking her back.
I went slow, inch by inch, watching her tight ring stretch around my cock. The heat was insane - tighter than her pussy, hotter, gripping me like a velvet fist. She was moaning continuously now, a mix of pain and pleasure, her fat body trembling. When I finally bottomed out, balls pressed against her wet pussy, I stayed still, letting her adjust. The smell of sex was overwhelming - her dripping cunt, the faint lube scent, her sweat, my own arousal.
Then she started moving. Pushing back against me, fucking herself on my cock.
“Move… please… fuck my ass, Grandpa,” she begged, voice breaking.
I started thrusting - slow, deep strokes at first. The sounds were completely different from her pussy: tighter, wetter smacks, a rhythmic squelch every time I buried myself. Her heavy ass cheeks rippled with every impact - slap… slap… slap - the flesh jiggling hypnotically. Her tits swung heavily beneath her, nipples brushing the sheets. Her belly hung low, swaying with every thrust.
She started getting louder. “Harder… oh god, it feels so good now… your cock in my ass… I love it!”
I grabbed her wide hips and started fucking her ass harder. The bed creaked violently. Her moans turned into screams of pure pleasure. “Yes! Fuck my fat ass! I’m your whore, Grandpa! Use my asshole whenever you want!”
The dirty talk pushed me over the edge. I reached around and rubbed her clit fast while pounding her ass. She came first - hard. Her whole body convulsed, asshole clenching rhythmically around my cock like it was trying to milk me. A huge gush of pussy juice squirted out, soaking my balls and the sheets. She screamed my name, sobbing with pleasure, ass pushing back desperately.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I buried myself as deep as I could and came hard, flooding her virgin ass with thick, hot cum. Pulse after pulse, filling her until it started leaking out around my cock. The feeling of pumping my load into my granddaughter’s asshole while she shook and squirted was the most intense orgasm of my entire life.
We collapsed together, my cock still buried in her ass, both of us panting, sweaty, and covered in each other’s fluids. She turned her head, looked back at me with glassy, satisfied eyes, and smiled.
“I loved it,” she whispered. “All of it. Tits… ass… everything. I’m yours now. Completely.”
From that day forward, our life became pure hedonistic bliss. We fucked every way possible - tit-fucking in the morning, slow pussy rides while she ate lunch, rough ass-fucking at night. She’d wake me up by sliding her soaked pussy down on my cock, or by smothering me with her massive tits. I’d eat her out while she watched her dramas, then bend her over and take her ass while the show played in the background. She never wore clothes around the house anymore unless we had to go out. Just naked, soft, fat, and always ready for Grandpa’s cock.
She told me once, while I was slowly fucking her ass on the couch, “I dropped out of college for a reason. This is what I was meant for. Taking care of you… like this.”
I felt more alive at 65 than I had at 25. My lazy, fat granddaughter had become my perfect slut, my secret wife, my everything.
And every night, when we fell asleep tangled together, her cum-filled pussy or ass leaking onto the sheets, I thanked whatever dark fate had sent her to my door.
This is the end of my confession. I don’t know if I’ll ever post again. But if you’re reading this… sometimes the most forbidden things turn out to be the ones that save you.
Take care, all.
- Martin, 65, Texas