Dirty old man sex stories

The Dirty Old Man

by Just Plain Bob

Copyright© by Just Plain Bob

Erotica Sex Story: He wanted her and did what he had to do to obtain her.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   NonConsensual   Drunk/Drugged   Heterosexual   .

In my thirties and early forties I was reasonably good looking, kept myself in attractive good shape and had the confidence that enabled me to do adequately with the ladies. Rarely a week went by when I didn't own a bed partner, or sometimes two, and it was never difficult to find one to have a small long-term relationship with. I think the longest ran just over five months, but then she was a unique lady.

My relationships had never been drawn-out for the equal reason I never married - I could not rise living with anyone else. The relationship would start out great and then the personal habits and idiosyncrasies would come out, irritate the hell out of me and things would be said and soon my current paramour would go stomping out the door in a huff. I never cared because there were always more where

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“Looking good, Nan, kind little ass.”

The shapely eighteen old beauty wanted to twist and tell the old fart where to go but just kept her eyes forward, happy no one could see her tackle blushing red.

“Love your school uniform!” the old man laughed.

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It was raining fast outside. I didn't contain work today. I could here the thunder loud evident. dad was at work, mum had gone to the market and said she would enter home late that day.

I was residence alone with my granddad who was now 80 years old.

I didn't verb my granddad. He always gave me the creeps as he smiled at me in a perverted way while looking up and down at me with his compact pupils every day I walked passed him and made me feel discomfort.
He was adj, wrinkly and hardly moved around much. I had to act as his nurse when no one was at home. My granddad was still quite healthy for his age and nor fat or skinny but healthy in appearance.

I was 20 and quite curvy with dark brown hair and gloomy brown eyes. I was wearing my black night gown as I was home alone and was mostly chilling in my bedroom listening to music.
His bed was downstairs in the living room, as he found it difficult to step up and downstairs every time he needed to exploit the loo.

The kitchen was right next to the living room.
I was in the kitchen making myself a cup of blazing coffee,