Grandma's Plate
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2025 by Mat Twassel
Fiction Sex Story: It was an accident. Illustrated.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Illustrated .
The expletive, despite its force, didn’t shock Andrew. Seldom if ever did Jamie shout “Fuck!” It’s not that she never used the word. “Fuck me now. I’m ready to be fucked. Fuck me harder, faster, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” “Oh God, Drew, I love the way you fuck me.”
Worried. Concerned, he hurried to the kitchen, three rooms away. “Jamie. You okay?” She turned to him with an abject look. “I broke it,” she sniffled. “I broke Grandma’s fucking plate.”
“Oh no,” Drew responded. “I didn’t know Grandma had a fucking plate. How did it happen?”
“It was all my fault,” Jamie managed to say between sniffles. “I was reaching up, trying to put it on top, and then, and then ... I don’t know, the strap on my, on my ... It snapped. And I got distracted or something, and the next thing I know the plate is not on my hand and there’s this crash and it’s ... it’s...”
“It’s okay,” Drew said. “We have, what? Ten more? We don’t need ten. We could do with eight, or six, or even one. We could share. Share your Grandma’s last plate.”
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