<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:32:26.695-07:00</updated><category term='Young and Hot'/><title type='text'>GRANNY'S NASTY BEDTIME STORIES</title><subtitle type='html'>THIS IS WHERE YOU'LL FIND MY COLLECTION OF NASTY  BEDTIME STORIES . GO TO MY WEB SITE TO FIND OUT HOW TO SHARE THESE AND MORE WITH ME ON THE PHONE LIVE.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-8607613194445495267</id><published>2007-02-14T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T09:57:55.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young and Hot'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.1hotgranny.com/granny%20spread%20frame%20med%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.1hotgranny.com/granny%20spread%20frame%20med%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jean cupped her hand under her naked breast and squeezed the flesh, causing the nipple to jut out obscenely. She reached with her free hand to the back of his head and slowly pulled his face very close to her dark protruding nipple.&lt;br /&gt;Even as he watched, he could see the tiny bumps around the areola becoming more defined as her nipple swelled and became fully erect. " Do you like to suck titties , or is this all you can handle?"&lt;br /&gt;He never got a chance to answer as she suddenly thrust the hot, blood engorged nipple against his mouth, and demanding he suck it now! That was just the begining of what she demanded of him.From then on, he was only allowed what she saw fit to let him have. Enter a world where you are there for my pleasure if you think you can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1hotgranny.com/"&gt;Call me, I want you . Now! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15402018-8607613194445495267?l=grannysnastystories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/8607613194445495267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15402018&amp;postID=8607613194445495267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/8607613194445495267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/8607613194445495267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/2007/02/jean-cupped-her-hand-under-her-naked.html' title=''/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-115317165252327351</id><published>2006-07-17T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T14:27:32.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FORCE ME !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;It’s well after the time when the businesses in this area have closed.  I’m late getting home, as I walk to my car the only sound is my high heels clicking on the pavement. It has gotten cooler since I arrived at work this morning, I clutch my silk blouse closed at the neck and wish my skirt was longer and warmer. The thong panties I chose to wear today do even less to keep me warm as the breeze rushes up past my stocking clad legs. When I reach my car I set my purse on the hood and start to dig out my keys. I never get the chance. Someone slams me down on to the hood.  Knocking the breath right out of my body!&lt;br /&gt;I’m so shocked, I can’t scream out!&lt;br /&gt;Not until I feel your weight crushing me. Your rough hot hands, one covers my mouth and one jams up my skirt.  Strong muscled legs force my knees apart and you whisper in my ear not to yell or I’ll never go home again!&lt;br /&gt;It’s so isolated here in this parking lot.  I know it would do no good to scream out. I feel you shove my skirt up to my waist and the cold blade of a knife slice away my panties in one quick stroke.  Your bare hard cock is already wet with pre-cum as you force yourself up inside me.  I’m yours totally-completely to do with as you wish...nothing can stop you, and nothing will....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1hotgranny.com/"&gt;GRANNY LOVES TO ROLE PLAY !   CALL ME AT 1-877-355-6336  1 HOT GRANNY.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15402018-115317165252327351?l=grannysnastystories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/115317165252327351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15402018&amp;postID=115317165252327351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/115317165252327351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/115317165252327351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/2006/07/force-me.html' title='FORCE ME !'/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-113673326024558104</id><published>2006-01-08T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T07:14:20.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5982/1425/1600/1%20granny%20bent%20flame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5982/1425/320/1%20granny%20bent%20flame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi again to my bad boys! Grannys been a busy girl and if you want to know what Ive been up to call me and I'll fill you in. The holidays give me plenty of parties full of hot young cock to choose from and choose I did! I still feel the cum dripping down my legs! You can never tell the size of a cock by the size of the young man. More than once you sweet little pieces of meat have given me a shock at how big you can get for me. Yum. OK ,enough of the droolin, I want to tell you all ther details but I sooo hate to type. Call Granny soon hun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.climaxxxave.com/jeanpage.htm"&gt;http://www.climaxxxave.com/jeanpage.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15402018-113673326024558104?l=grannysnastystories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/113673326024558104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15402018&amp;postID=113673326024558104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/113673326024558104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/113673326024558104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/2006/01/hi-again-to-my-bad-boys-grannys-been.html' title=''/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-113147090288579710</id><published>2005-11-08T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T09:28:22.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just my Slutty thought for today....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reach down and stroke that thick   hunk of meat while my fingers claw at my  cunt, wishing it was you. Listen while I make it real for us. Can you hear me scream inside for it never to end? Are you ready to go  there with me? I will do any thing to take you along on a mind fuck that would amaze even hard core flesh worshipers. Your cock drives my  cum craving body  till its the only thing I can think about. Nothing else exists, just wave after wave of intense wonderful complete  release. Can you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;Somtimes it feels so damn perfect I have to laugh out loud and I shiver  with the fucking pure fun of it all. Damn baby, come to me soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1hotgranny.com/"&gt;http://www.1hotgranny.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15402018-113147090288579710?l=grannysnastystories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/113147090288579710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15402018&amp;postID=113147090288579710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/113147090288579710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/113147090288579710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-my-slutty-thought-for-today.html' title='Just my Slutty thought for today....'/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-112930243239715581</id><published>2005-10-14T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T08:07:12.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAM JOB</title><content type='html'>It's your first trip alone to New York and you are so awe struck you can barely think. You try not to look like a tourist and the way you walk can only be carried off by the young and hot. Dark lashes cover blue eyes and an attitude of sexuality thats raw and in plain veiw. The bright lights of up town almost blind you and at first you don't notice the long black limo keeping pace with you. The sleek jet black car stops and the window glides down to reveal an elegant older woman with a warm smile. She motions you closer and when you ease up to the window she asks if you could use a job.It's like a dream you once had  and of course you answer yes. She opens the door and as you slide in you notice her beautiful long legs peeking out of  her dress in a slit down the side. The beauty of youth is they feel no need to hide lust. Your desire swells as she crosses and uncrosses those georgous limbs. You're instantly aware this is not an ordinary job and this is no ordinarly older lady."My god but you are a hansome young thing! "she smiles and draws you closer by your thigh.Her hand slides up that thigh till it grasps that rock hard stick you dont even try to hide."What would it take to taste this?" she asks and licks her lips."Is she kidding?" you think. Your first wet dreams where so close to this very thing that you can't even answer her. She slowly unzips your pants and slides to the floor in between your knees. "Lean back and relax" she purrs ,"and momma will make it feel soooo good". Her red lips close around that sweet shaft and you almost faint it feels so damn intense............. Call granny  to talk live! Toll Free  &lt;a href="http://www.1hotgranny.com/"&gt;GRANNY JEAN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15402018-112930243239715581?l=grannysnastystories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/112930243239715581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15402018&amp;postID=112930243239715581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112930243239715581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112930243239715581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/2005/10/dream-job.html' title='DREAM JOB'/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-112663819065499863</id><published>2005-09-13T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T12:08:07.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackmailed Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5982/1425/1600/page%203%20deny%200131.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5982/1425/320/page%203%20deny%200131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Hi Jean, how are you today?""Oh fine, John. Not in school today?""No, I took a day off to take care of some personal things. Can I help you with those packages?""Thanks John, I appreciate that."John took the packages and followed Jean into her kitchen and placed them on the kitchen table. "Thanks John.""Awww, that's OK, Jean. Anything for you... if you know what I mean."Jean didn't know what he meant, and was a little curious about his comment.John moved up behind Jean and whispered into her ear, "Boy, you really smell great. What is that perfume?"Jean, more than a little startled, jumped, turned quickly, smiled and said, "John, that's a little personal for such a young man to be asking, don't you think?"John smiled back and said, "Actually I didn't think it was as personal as if I asked you to drop to your knees and suck my cock!""Wwwhat! What did you say?" Jean stammered. She must have misunderstood what the boy had said."I said, or at least inferred that I would like you to suck my cock!"Jean was aghast. "John you can't talk to me like that. That is very inappropriate language and if you leave now I will forget that you ever said that. Now leave my house this instant!""Well, Jean, before you act so quickly perhaps you would like to see what I have in my back pocket?""John, I don't care what you have in your pocket. Get out of this house now!"John reached into his back pocket and took the set of pictures he had printed and tossed them onto the kitchen table. "Well now, lets see how you react to these."Jeans reaction was swift. She grabbed the photos, quickly scanned them then ripped them into pieces and threw them in the trash.They where nudes of her. John just stood there smiling."I don't know where you got those John, but there gone now so get the hell out of my house!"Those were just prints off my computer. I have the entire file on a disk and can print as many as I want, so get off your high-horse and let's get down to business, shall we?"Jean said nothing. She was too shocked to say anything. Finally she spoke, "John I can't do this and won't do this. Your a teenager and my next door neighbor. This is against the law. I won't be bullied or blackmailed into sex by you or anyone!" I don't give a shit if its against the law or not and if you don't want your husband and the entire neighborhood to see these you will do as you are told, is that clear?"Jean thought about what John was saying. What could she do? "OK John, come over here and I will do this just this one time. But no more, do you hear me?""Jean, it's not going to be that simple. Look bitch, you will do as I say... Do you HEAR ME!"She was startled, but realized that there wasn't much she could do right now so she decided to do what he was asking.OK, John. I'm sorry. What do you want me to do?""Well for starters, ditch those clothes.""What? Do what?" she said."Get out of your clothes. I want to see your tits and cunt and right now."Jean started to disrobe. She unbuttoned her blouse, took it off and put it on a kitchen chair. Next she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Standing there in her bra and panties, she blushed red and reached behind her and removed the bra. John admired her and watched intently her strip act. He had never been with a naked woman and his cock was getting rock hard. He walked up behind her and reached around and started playing with her breasts and tweaking her nipples."Good , now get the panties off."She grabbed the sides of her panties and slid them down her legs. ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1hotgranny.com/"&gt;ClickHereToPlayWith Jean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15402018-112663819065499863?l=grannysnastystories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/112663819065499863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15402018&amp;postID=112663819065499863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112663819065499863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112663819065499863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/2005/09/blackmailed-fun.html' title='Blackmailed Fun'/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-112577821084332598</id><published>2005-09-03T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T13:10:10.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobby loves mommy's milk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.climaxxxave.com/jeanmeat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.climaxxxave.com/jeanmeat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come and sit beside me." She patted on the sofa-cushion next to her. I did as she said and sat down beside her."I couldn't help noticing that you were looking at my breast." I blushed I tried to come up with an excuse. "It's ok Bobby. There is plenty of breast milk left if you want to taste some. I mean, since you don't remember if you've tried it."First I hesitated, but then I leaned forward and softly stroked her breast with my fingertips.Mom breathing deepened and she leaned back and closed her eyes. I took her nipple in my mouth and began to suck on it. The milk had a lovely taste and I sucked it out of her as my hand squeezed and massaged her other breast.My mom liked the treatment I gave her and she was sucking on one of her fingers and stroking her golden blond hair while I was milking her. As she ran out of milk in the first breast I moved on to the other and continued to feed on her."You like my milk?" I just moaned a yes as I kept drinking. "Oh, yes! Bobby, you're my favorite baby!"I knew I wanted more of her so I began to ease my hands down her body slowly. Mom didn't seem to mind so I slowly opened her white bathrobe. She was nude under it and I started to move her legs apart to get access to her cunt. At first she did some resistance but when I placed one hand on her shaved pussy she spread her legs willingly.I let go of her almost empty breast and got down on my knees in front of her. She grabbed my head and pushed it against her wet pussy."Oh, baby! You had your milk, now it's time for some juice!" I spread her pussy lips and softly licked between them with my tongue, tasting her salty, slimy fluid. I let my tongue do a slapping motion against her cunt and clit and it drove her wild. She was rocking her hips violently and she cried out her orgasm!I licked her juices clean from her and gave her clit a kiss before a stood up. I pulled my cock out from my boxers and it stood right out in front of her face." Is it time for me to taste your milk?" I didn't answer her, instead I pulled her by the hair towards my dick. She grabbed my balls with one hand and guided my cock into her mouth with the other. She took it all the way in and than worked her tongue over the head. I panted as shesucked my rock hard cock."Oh, that's it mom!" I panted as my saliva covered cock moved into her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.climaxxxave.com/jeanpage.htm"&gt;http://www.climaxxxave.com/jeanpage.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my home page for rates then call me at:&lt;br /&gt;1-877-355-6336       ...21+ only&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15402018-112577821084332598?l=grannysnastystories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/112577821084332598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15402018&amp;postID=112577821084332598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112577821084332598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112577821084332598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/2005/09/bobby-loves-mommys-milk.html' title='Bobby loves mommy&apos;s milk!'/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-112521590852040980</id><published>2005-08-28T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T00:58:28.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COME AND GET IT BOYS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/579/1600/granny%20header562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/579/400/granny%20header561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      &lt;a href="http://www.1hotgranny.com/"&gt;http://www.1hotgranny.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                     TOLL FREE**NO POPUPS**FREE TO LOOK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15402018-112521590852040980?l=grannysnastystories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/112521590852040980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15402018&amp;postID=112521590852040980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112521590852040980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112521590852040980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/2005/08/come-and-get-it-boys.html' title='COME AND GET IT BOYS!'/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-112474114506234715</id><published>2005-08-22T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T13:05:45.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked stepmommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.climaxxxave.com/jeanrear1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.climaxxxave.com/jeanrear1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Nelson was in a deep sleep, he had a wonderful dream. He was lying in a field, staring up at the stars, listening to the birds chirp, while a hand was stroking his hard cock. "Mmmm...." he mumbled. This dream is just too good to be true, his unconscience told him. Open your eyes, his brain screamed. The hand in his dream was then replaced by something cold and wet...almost like a mouth. The stroking had been replaced by soft, wet licking and sucking. "The best wet dream I've ever had," Nelson's unconsciousness told him.&lt;br /&gt;And then he opened his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;To his horror, Nelson looked down to find his stepmother's head bobbing up and down on his hard cock. From his vantage point, he could see she had removed his pajama bottoms, and she was only wearing a thin, V-neck t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, what are you doing?" the exasperated boy panted, still shocked at the sight of his cock completely engulfed in his stepmother's mouth. "You can't...you can't..." he screamed.&lt;br /&gt;"Just lay back, or I'll have to hurt you," muttered Janice, who released the boy's cock only long enough to belch out the words "I'm going to fuck your lights out, and there's nothing you can do about it."&lt;br /&gt;Nelson struggled initially but knew it was futile. Janice outweighed him by a good 40 pounds, and in her inebriated condition she was just too strong for the boy. She was not a nice drunk, that's for sure. Janice continued sucking the boy's cock, forcefully taking the entire thing in her mouth like it was a chew toy she had been denied for 5 years. Janice was literally eating this boy up. She hadn't had cock in about 5 years, was horny as hell, and had some pent-up frustrations toward young Nelson that she just had to "release" in some form or another.&lt;br /&gt;"I either rape you, or beat you," Janice said as Nelson struggled. "It's your choice." Nelson, realizing he was living out virtually every 15-year-old boy's wet dream, relented and told Janice: "Okay, I'll choose the rape."&lt;br /&gt;Janice, satisfied that she had the young boy's cock as hard and wet as she could manage, stood over the boy's hips, hiked up her t-shirt, and began squatting toward his pulsating penis. Nelson could only gasp at the sight of her big, blonde triangle as it glistened in the moonlight through his bedroom window. His eyes followed the trail of blonde hair as it slowly made its way to the tip of his cock...lower...and lower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me if this appeals to the boy needing to be punished ...&lt;a href="http://www.climaxxxave.com/jeanpage.htm"&gt;http://www.climaxxxave.com/jeanpage.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15402018-112474114506234715?l=grannysnastystories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/112474114506234715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15402018&amp;postID=112474114506234715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112474114506234715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112474114506234715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/2005/08/wicked-stepmommy.html' title='Wicked stepmommy'/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-112400882317633759</id><published>2005-08-14T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T01:40:23.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BILLY AND MOMMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5982/1425/1600/page%203%20deny%200292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5982/1425/200/page%203%20deny%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Billy sat watching, his cock throbbing inside his pants, his eyes big and round, glittering with excitement. The very long, very slender legs of his mother moved snake-like as she turned and danced slowly. Her ass bunched and relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't the first time she had danced before her son with such erotic, teasing movements. She had danced for him many, many times. She loved watching his cock become hard inside his pants, knowing he wanted to stick it to her, to fuck her. Turning her young son on, knowing he was ready to shove his hard cock up her cunt, excited her .&lt;br /&gt;You really love to watch me, don't you, honey?" she asked in a low, whispery voice.&lt;br /&gt;Billy nodded, swallowing as his eyes followed his mother's hands.&lt;br /&gt;She slowly slipped one hand between her thighs, then rubbed along her cunt. Her hips moved as she rubbed at her cunt two or three more times. She couldn't rub much more because she might come. Dancing for her son this way not only made his young cock stand up, but sent a fire through her cunt. Tracing a fingertip along the outlined slit of her pussy, she stared hungrily at the visible throb of her son's cock. Despite his hands, she could see the roundness of the prickhead, the length of the cockshaft. The wet heat of her cunt increased, and, when she moved a fingertip along the edge of the tight crotch, she could feel wetness on her thigh.  She watched her son's hand start to close around his bulging cock, then stop.&lt;br /&gt;"Grab it, baby!" she hissed, the words coming out before she could choke them back. "Grab it now!"&lt;br /&gt;She swung her hips in a slow, tight circle, trying to work a finger into the crotch of her shorts. Billy, seeing this, slipped his hand over his throbbing cock.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby!" she hissed, dropping to her knees before him. With her eyes staring at his bulging cock, she placed her palms on his thighs, and slowly caressed upward. She gasped, held her breath, then gasped again. "You're really hard this time, aren't you?"&lt;br /&gt;She closed her fist about her son's cock, testing the hardness by squeezing. The prickhead seemed to bulge more, and a clear bead of liquid bubbled from his piss hole. With her fist tight around his cock, she pressed down hard, bringing a groan of rapture from her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come see how to talk to me live at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1hotgranny.com/"&gt;http://www.1hotgranny.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15402018-112400882317633759?l=grannysnastystories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/feeds/112400882317633759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15402018&amp;postID=112400882317633759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112400882317633759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15402018/posts/default/112400882317633759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grannysnastystories.blogspot.com/2005/08/billy-and-mommy.html' title='BILLY AND MOMMY'/><author><name>GRAMMA JEAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14755953099763267549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.1hotgranny.com/jean%20framed%20a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15402018.post-112400717757088047</id><published>2005-08-14T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T01:12:58.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRANNY AND TEDDY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5982/1425/1600/page%203%20deny%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5982/1425/200/page%203%20deny%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5982/1425/1600/page%203%20deny%20009.jpg"&gt;If he had been a man, she would have run from the room at once; but he being only a young boy, she felt no fear, only a keen interest in his youthful prick, which now stretched his pajama bottoms upward, tent-like. She looked long and hard at his stiff prick-bulge, all the time licking her lips and rubbing her thighs together. Finally, she worked up enough courage to reach down and pull his prick out of his pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;Hot to the touch, the fucker reached high enough to give her the shivers. She had never seen such a large cock on a young boy. She had to keep reminding herself that he was only young and far from dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;"My, Teddy, you do have a stiff problem, don't you? Would you like Granny Jean to take care of it for you? I'm pretty good with young boys with your problem."&lt;br /&gt;"I wish someone would take care of it," he said. "I'm tired of beating off."&lt;br /&gt;Smiling warmly, Granny Jean bent over and wrapped her lips around her grandsons .....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE TO FINISH THIS WITH ME? 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