With Love, Beth
Copyright© 2025 by Tarl Cabot
Chapter 4: I love my Grandpa
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 4: I love my Grandpa - Charles never expected to become involved romantically with his Grand Daughter.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Grand Parent Spanking Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Small Breasts Slow
After the initial penetration, Charles took a moment to massage Beth’s back, his touch gentle and soothing. He could feel her body tensing and relaxing beneath his hands, her breaths coming in short, labored gasps as she adjusted to the sensation of being filled. When her breathing had evened out, Charles leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear.
“I’m going to push myself deeper now, Beth,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “Just relax and let me in.”
Beth stiffened, her body tensing with anticipation, but Charles’ hands on her hips settled her, his touch firm and reassuring. Slowly, he pushed his massive cock another inch into her tight anus, feeling her muscles stretch and yield to his intrusion. Beth bit her bottom lip, stifling a cry as her ass was torn open, her body convulsing with the intensity of the sensation.
Charles reached for the bottle of lubricant, pouring a generous amount over the crack in Beth’s ass, letting it run down between her cheeks and onto his pulsing member. Beth sighed, her body relaxing at the cool feeling, her muscles easing around his cock.
With a steady, methodical motion, Charles pushed deeper, his cock moving inch by inch into her tight, virgin ass. Beth whimpered and moaned, her body arching against his, her fingers clutching at the pillow beneath her. When he was finally fully sheathed, his balls pressing against her pussy, Beth cried out, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure.
“It feels like I have a bad stomach ache,” she whined, her voice laced with discomfort. “I feel so full, like I need to use the toilet.”
Charles leaned down, his chest pressing against her back, his lips brushing against her ear. “It’s normal, Beth,” he murmured, his voice soothing and reassuring. “Your body is adjusting to me. I’m going to start moving now, okay?”
As he pulled back, Beth sighed in relief, her body relaxing around his cock. But as he thrust back in, she whimpered, her body tensing with the intrusion. Charles moved with a precise, methodical rhythm, his hips rolling as he fucked her young ass with care, his cock sliding in and out of her tight, slick passage.
Eventually, Beth’s whimpers turned to moans, her body beginning to respond to the pleasure of his touch. One time, as he thrust in fully, Beth turned her head, her lidded eyes meeting his gaze. “I love the feeling, Grandpa,” she whispered, her voice soft and breathless. “I love you.”
Charles felt a surge of satisfaction and desire at her words, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He knew that he had claimed her, that he had marked her in a way that would forever change their relationship. And as he continued to move, his hips rolling in a steady, rhythmic motion, Charles knew that he was experiencing a pleasure unlike any other. This pleasure was raw, primal, and utterly consuming.
With each passing moment, Charles increased his pace, his hips moving with a fierce, relentless rhythm. He thrust fast and deep, his cock plunging into Beth’s tight, slick ass with a force that left them both breathless. Beth’s cries of pain soon morphed into screams of ecstasy, her body shaking and convulsing as the sensation of his raw cock massaging her insides sent waves of pleasure coursing through her.
Beth’s body was a vision of raw, unbridled passion, her hips thrusting back to meet his every stroke, her fingers clutching at the pillow beneath her as she instinctively tried to swallow his cock with each thrust. Her screams filled the room, a symphony of pleasure and pain that only served to heighten Charles’s arousal.
Beth’s body began to tremble, her movements became more erratic and uncontrolled, and Charles initially thought something was wrong. But then, a spray of hot liquid hit his balls, running down his thighs, and he realized that Beth was cumming, her body squirting with the force of her release. Her shrieks were pure pleasure, her body shaking and convulsing with the intensity of her orgasm.
The sensation of Beth’s hot, slick cum coating his cock and balls pushed Charles over the edge. With a final, fierce thrust, he gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he forced his cock as deep as it would go. And then, with a roar of pleasure, he exploded inside of her, his cock pulsing and throbbing as wave after wave of hot cum painted her rectum, flowing back and leaking out around his still-throbbing member.
Beth screamed one final time, her body convulsing with the force of her release, and then she collapsed, her body going limp and boneless beneath him. Charles fell on top of her, his body covering hers, his cock still buried deep inside her as he rolled them to the side, holding her tight against his body.
They lay there for several moments, their breaths coming in ragged, labored gasps, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. Charles could feel Beth’s heart racing, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, and he began to kiss her neck, his lips soft and gentle against her flushed skin.
Beth giggled, her body squirming against his as he nibbled her earlobe. “You’re such a pervert, Grandpa,” she murmured, her voice soft and breathless. “But I love it.”
Charles chuckled, his cock still hard and throbbing inside of her. “Is that so?” he asked, his voice low and husky. “And what if I want to do that to you again? What if I can’t get enough of your tight, young ass?”
Beth turned in his arms, her eyes meeting his gaze, a mischievous glint in their depths. “I can still feel you inside me, Grandpa,” she said, her voice laced with a mix of curiosity and desire. “So, what are you waiting for? Fuck me again.”
Charles felt a surge of satisfaction and desire at her words, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He knew that he was far from done with her, that he would take her again and again, exploring every inch of her body, claiming her in a way that would leave no doubt about their connection. And as he began to move, his hips rolling in a steady, rhythmic motion, Charles knew that he was about to experience a pleasure unlike any other, a pleasure that was raw, primal, and utterly consuming.
By late morning, Charles felt utterly drained, his body sated and spent. His flaccid cock lay limply against his thigh, a stark contrast to the intensity of their earlier encounter. Beth, still nestled in his arms, was breathing slowly, her body relaxed and on the verge of sleep. She muttered something inarticulate, her words lost in the haze of post-orgasmic bliss.
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