The taste of her was still on my tongue, a sweet, musky reminder of what I'd just done to her on that couch. The flickering blue light from the soap opera danced across her flushed skin, but Nadia wasn't watching anymore. Her head was lolled back against the cushions, her chest still rising and falling in heavy, satisfied breaths. A lazy, utterly debauched smile played on her lips.
I watched her, my own blood still humming with a possessive, primal heat. My cock, already semi-hard again, twitched against my thigh, demanding more. This was just the appetizer. The main course was waiting.
"Did you enjoy your show, babushka?" I asked, my voice a low rumble.
Her eyes fluttered open, those deep blue pools glazed with lust and a profound sense of submission. She looked at me like I'd hung the moon and stars just for her.
"Moy mal'chik... my Sael," she breathed out, her Russian accent thicker with exhaustion and arousal.
"That was... khorosho. Very good...".
"Good?". I chuckled, reaching over to run a thumb across her damp lower lip.
"I think, WE can do better than that…".
I leaned in, capturing her mouth in a deep, claiming kiss. She moaned into it, her hands coming up to clutch at my shoulders, her body already responding, eager for more. I could feel the wetness seeping through her dress onto my leg. She was insatiable. A deep, hungry well that only I could fill.
"I'm not done with you.". I broke the kiss, looking down at her wrecked expression.
Her eyes widened, a flicker of surprise followed by sheer, unadulterated hunger. "Nyet? More?"
"It's time to do… all of it,". I stated, my tone leaving no room for argument. Showing her how I looked forward to this, and how much I want this.
I slid off the couch and stood before her, my erection now full and straining against my pants. I gripped myself through the fabric, watching her eyes lock onto the movement. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
"Clean me up, Nadia," I commanded, my voice dropping to a gravelly whisper. "You made this mess…. Now taste it."
A shiver ran through her. Without a second of hesitation, she slid off the couch and onto her knees on the plush rug. Her movements were reverent. Her hands, trembling slightly, went to my belt buckle. The clink of the metal was loud in the quiet room. She undid my button, pulled down my zipper, and my boxers along with my pants, freeing my cock. It sprang out, thick and veined, glistening with her own juices from earlier.
She didn't need any further instruction. Her hands cupped my ass, pulling me toward her face, and she took me into her mouth in one smooth, practiced motion.
"Schlurp. Schluuup… Lick, lick… Lick…♥ Suck". The sound was obscenely loud. Her plump, painted lips stretched into a perfect 'O' around my girth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked with a desperate, needy energy.
Her eyes, heavy-lidded and dark with hunger, flickered up to meet mine. She was drowning in this, in me, and she loved every second of it. I tangled my fingers in her perfectly styled hair, not guiding her, just holding on as she worshiped my cock with her mouth.
"Schlurp!!! Ugh... Schluuup!!! …GUK!!! GUKK!!! SSLRRRPP!!~".
She took me deeper, until I felt the head nudge the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, tears welling in the corners of her eyes, but she didn't pull back. She pushed forward, swallowing around me, her throat muscles fluttering and milking me.
"Fuck!!!,". I groaned, my hips giving a slight, involuntary thrust. "That's it, hmmm~ suck harder, Woman,".
She moaned around my shaft, the vibration shooting straight to my balls. I could feel the pressure building, coiling tight in my gut. I was already close. The sight of my elegant, maternal grandmother on her knees, enthusiastically deep-throating my cock, was too much.
"I'm gonna come," I warned her, my grip tightening in her hair.
Her eyes sparkled with challenge. She took me even deeper, until her nose was buried in my pubes, and she held me there. That was all it took.
"Pah! Pah! Spluuurt! Spluurt! Spluurt Spluurt!!!". My release hit her throat in thick, pulsing ropes. She didn't even flinch. Her throat worked frantically, swallowing every single drop as it shot down into her belly.
"Mmph… GULP! GULP! Mmph! Slllrrrppp~ GULP!!! AHH~".
A wet, lewd sound escaped her as she finally pulled back, gasping for air. A thin string of saliva and cum connected her lips to my tip. Her tongue darted out, lapping at the head, ensuring not a single strand was left behind. She opened her mouth to show me—clean, empty, save for the glistening wetness coating her tongue.
"Ahhnn…" she moaned, breathless and proud.
"Ya vsyo s'yela, moy mal'chik… I ate it all, my boy…". A feral grin spread across my face. The sight of her, debauched and used, feeding my ego like nothing else ever could. This woman—my own grandmother—was completely, utterly addicted to me.
"Ahhh, that's amazing, Babushka~" I growled, my voice rough with approval. "But I'm still fucking hungry."
I gripped her under her thick, soft thighs and hoisted her up effortlessly into a princess carry. She yelped in surprise, then giggled, a genuine, girlish sound that was so at odds with what we'd just done. Her plush body jiggled against me, her heavy, magnificent tits pressing into my chest as she wrapped her arms around my neck, nuzzling into my skin.
"Ty sil'nyy…" she murmured against my neck. "You are so strong…"
I carried her down the hallway, pushing her bedroom door open with my foot. Her room was exactly like her: cozy, warm, smelling of lavender and faint vanilla. The dresser was cluttered with framed pictures—us, the family, moments frozen in happy, innocent time. I kicked the door shut. None of that mattered now. The only thing that mattered was the warm, willing woman in my arms.
I laid her down gently on the big bed, the soft, floral-patterned sheets rustling beneath her. She spread her arms out, presenting herself like a feast made just for me. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her nipples already hard pebbles straining against the fabric of her damp dress.
"Razdevay menya, mal'chik…" she cooed, her voice a sultry invitation. She ran her own hands down her generous curves, over her hips, teasing me. "Undress me, my man…".
I didn't need to be told twice. I was a man on a mission. I yanked my own clothes off, letting them drop carelessly to the floor in a heap. Then I crawled over her, my shadow engulfing her body. My fingers hooked into the hem of her dress.
"This is in the way," I muttered, and with one rough, possessive tug, I tore the fabric open. Buttons flew off in all directions, POP! POP! POP! pinging against the dresser and the wall.
Nadia gasped, a sharp intake of breath, but there was no protest in her eyes—only raw, unfiltered excitement. She lay bare beneath me, her body a masterpiece of soft, mature curves. Thick, inviting thighs, a soft, pillowy belly, and breasts so massive and beautiful they spilled to the sides as she arched her back, offering them to me.
And between those thighs? A sight that made my mouth water. A glistening, dripping pussy, already swollen and puffy and begging for me. Her silver curls were soaked with her arousal.
"Fuck, grandma…" I groaned, the words torn from my throat. I knelt between her legs, my cock, rock-hard and throbbing, slapping against my stomach. "You're so wet for me already. So, fucking ready."
She grinned, a wicked, lustful thing. She ran her fingers through her soaked folds, gathering her wetness, before spreading her lips wide open for me. An explicit, undeniable invitation.
"Eto vse dlya tebya…" she whispered, her voice husky. "It is all for you…".
I couldn't wait another second. I wasn't about gentle lovemaking. I needed to claim. To own. Gripping the base of my shaft, I lined up the broad head with her dripping entrance. I locked eyes with her, seeing the eager submission there, and I shoved forward, burying myself inside her in one long, brutal, uninterrupted thrust.
"PAH!!!".
The sound of our bodies colliding was fucking obscene. The wet, tight heat of her cunt stretching to accommodate me was almost blinding. She was so tight, like a vise grip around my cock, and so incredibly hot.
"Hngh! Hah AHHHNNN~ GGGUOOOO~!!! MALYSH!!!!!!".
Nadia screamed, a raw, guttural sound of pleasure-pain as her back arched violently off the bed. Her legs trembled, her toes curling. Her eyes rolled back for a second before focusing on me, wide with shock and overwhelming sensation.
"Holy shit—" I snarled, already pulling back and slamming into her again, setting a relentless, punishing pace. "You're so fucking tight! Like a virgin!"
I wasn't gentle. I pistoned into her, my hips snapping forward with no mercy, driving the air from her lungs with every deep impact.
"PAH! PAH! PAH!! Ngh♥ Ughh♥PAH!! PAH!!". She wailed, her nails clawing at the sheets, scrambling for purchase.
"DA! DA! Yes! BOL'SHE, MAL'CHIK! EBI MENYA GRUBO! More, boy! Fuck me rough!!! AHH!!! AHHH!!! NGHHH!!!!".
Her words poured gasoline on the fire raging inside me. My hands found her massive tits, groping and kneading the soft flesh roughly, pinching and pulling at her dark, pebbled nipples until she screamed again, her body convulsing around my cock.
"Ahhh!Ahhh!Ahhh!!! YA lyublyu tvoy bol'shoy chlen! I love your big cock! Napolnyay menya! Fill me up!!".
Her begs, her desperate, filthy pleas in that accent, were my undoing. I could feel the familiar, coiling tension in my balls, the inevitable climb. I wasn't going to last. She was too good, too hot, too fucking willing.
"Take my cum, Grandma!!!!,". I growled, my voice strained. I slammed into her one last time, burying myself to the hilt, and held there as my balls tightened against my body and I exploded.
"Thrust, Thrust~♥♥ Spluuurt! Spluurt! Spluurt!!!".
Ropes of hot, thick seed flooded her depths, painting her insides. I felt her pussy clench and spasm around me, milking every last drop from my pulsing cock.
Nadia's entire body convulsed, a powerful orgasm seizing her. Her back lifted clean off the bed, a silent scream on her lips before her voice returned in a broken wail.
"DA-A-A-A!!! TVOY SPERMA!!! YA KONCHAYU!!! YE-E-E-ES!!! YOUR CUM!!! I'M CUMMING!!! SSSSPPUURRTTT!!!!!".
Nadia collapsed in a sweaty, panting heap, as she orgasmed like crazy, her pussy was clamping on my cock like a vice grip as she drenched my body with her cum. But the animal inside me wasn't satiated. It was just getting started. After a few moments to catch our breath, my cock, still semi-hard inside her, twitched with renewed interest.
"It's not over yet, Babushka…PAH! PAH! PAH!". I didn't pull out. I just rolled us over, pulling her with me so she was on her hands and knees. Her massive, glorious ass was in the air, jiggling enticingly. I yanked her hips back, sinking balls-deep inside her again, earning a sharp, pleasurable gasp from her.
"That's it—grip my cock, grandma! PAH! PAH! PAH!". I grunted, setting a new pace, this one deeper, more primal.
"Ah, ahh, nn… Hhhnn… Feels so good PAH!! PAH!! AHHNN!!! AHNNN!! YESH!! YESH!! OOOOOooouuhhhhHHH~". Nadia becomes more incoherent as I fucked her even rougher, with each stroke, her cums spurting even more.
"SLAP!" My palm cracked hard against her ass cheek, leaving a bright red handprint on her pale skin.
"Ah! Zhestko… yes!" she moaned, pushing her ass back against me, craving the sting, craving more of everything.
"PAH!! SLAPP!!! FUCK ME Harder!!!!!… yes! AAHHNN~!!!". I fucked her like an animal, my hips a relentless piston, the sounds of our skin slapping and her wetness filling the room. I leaned over her back, biting her shoulder, growling in her ear.
"I'm gonna make sure you never forget this," I snarled. I flipped her onto her back again, a maneuver that left her dizzy and gasping. I pushed her knees back, up toward her shoulders, spreading her wide open and lifting her hips off the bed.
The mating press.
There was no deeper feeling. I slammed into her, my cock hammering against her cervix with every single thrust. It was overwhelming, brutal, and she loved it.
"PAH! PAH! PAH! THRUST!!!, THURST!!~♥♥PAH! PAH!".
"Ooh! Oooh!You are fucking my womb, my love!!! Ooooohhhhhh! Ooh!!!!!!". she wailed, her eyes rolling back in her head, a thin line of drool slipping down her chin. She was completely mindless, lost in a sea of pure sensation.
"Open your womb, bitch," I growled, leaning down to suck a hard nipple into my mouth, biting down just enough to make her shriek.
"I'm gonna breed you. I'm gonna put a baby in this fertile old cunt of yours." It was a dirty, impossible promise, and it sent her over another edge. Her body shook with a mini-orgasm.
"Ahhh!!! YESH!! YESHH!!!!Da, zachati ot menya, mal'chik!! Napolni menya svoyey spermy!!! Yes, impregnate me, boy!! Fill my old womb with your fertile seed!!!". That was it. Her words, her complete and total surrender, shattered my last shred of control.
"I'M CUMMING!" I roared, burying myself as deep as physically possible. I ground my hips against hers as my cock erupted again, a second, seemingly endless torrent flooding her deepest parts.
"Spluuurt! …Spluurt! Spluurt!!! Spluuurt! ..Spluurt! Spluurt!!!".
"Ngh♥ Ughh♥ GGGUUUHHH~!!! Spluurt!!! Spluurt!!! Ooooohhhhhh! Ooh! Oooh...".
Nadia's entire body locked up, stiff as a board, a silent scream on her lips. Her pussy clenched and convulsed around me, flooding the sheets beneath us with her own release. Then, all the tension drained out of her at once.
"Spluuurt! Spluurt! Spluurt!!!... too full… Ahnnn!! Too much…ahhhnn~". Her eyes fluttered shut, and she fell back onto the mattress, completely unconscious, a blissed-out, euphoric smile etched on her beautiful, fucked-out face.
I collapsed beside her, spent, my body slick with sweat. I slipped out of her, a final gush of our mixed release following. I looked over at her, at the peaceful expression on her face, the red marks on her ass and breasts, the utter ruin I'd made of her. And I grinned, owning the knowledge that I had just claimed my grandmother.