LustyGrandmas Old Lady Drilled by Young Stud Masseur

The Sensual Mistress of Lusty Grandmas Un Bound

In the sultry, dimly lit parlour of Lusty Grandmas, an unassuming old woman named Ethel reclined upon the massage table, her weathered skin glistening with baby oil. The air was thick with the scent of exotic oils and forbidden desires that swirled between the aging beauty and her strapping young masseur.

With a sly grin, Ethel beckoned the strapping young stud closer. “I’ve been waiting for you, darling,” she purred, her voice laced with innuendo. “My aching muscles need your special touch.”

The young man, barely out of his teens, blushed at the seductive tone, but quickly regained his composure as he approached the venerable vixen. With practiced hands, he began to knead the flesh of her shoulders and back, eliciting soft moans of pleasure from the old crone.

As his hands roamed lower, gliding along the small of her back, Ethel bucked her hips in unabashed invitation. The young stud’s heart raced as he explored the forbidden curves of her body, his fingers dipping dangerously close to her ample bottom.

“Ooh, you’re quite good at this,” Ethel sighed, squirming beneath his touch. “But I do believe you’re neglecting a very important area…”

With a coy glance, she hefted herself up and hiked her nightgown up to her plump thighs, revealing a tangle of wiry gray hair and dew-kissed folds. The masseur gulped, his pulse pounding in his ears as he eyed the taboo treat laid out before him.

“Well, don’t leave me hanging, dear,” Ethel said with a wink, spreading her leathery thighs in wanton abandon.

The young man needed no further invitation. Dropping to his knees, he buried his face in the old woman’s drooling crevice, lapping at her aged nectar like a man possessed. Ethel crooned and writhed, her fingers twisting in his hair as his tongue delved deep into her welcoming cunny.

“Oh, yes!” she cried, grinding her pelvis against his face. “You’re quite the little pussy whisperer, aren’t you?”

Emboldened by her praise, the young stud rose to his feet and shucked his pants. His rigid cock sprang free, flushed and weeping with arousal. Ethel’s eyes gleamed with hunger as she beheld the impressive member, reaching out to stroke it reverently.

“Mmm, very impressive,” she purred, giving him a few languid pumps. “I think it’s time I returned the favor.”

With surprising agility for a woman of her advanced years, Ethel swung her legs off the table and dropped to her knees, engulfing the pulsing head of his cock between her puckered lips. The masseur groaned at the hot, wet suction, his fingers tangling in her wispy gray hair as she began to bob her head.

“Ah yes, suck that dick, you filthy old bitch,” he grunted, his hips rocking forward. “Take it all the way.”

Ethel complied eagerly, her throat stretching obscenely around his thick girth as she throat-fucked herself on the rigid pole. Drool leaked from the corners of her mouth, glistening on her weathered chin as she slurped and gurgled like a woman possessed.

Suddenly, the young man pulled her off his spit-shined cock and bent her over the massage table. Ethel purred her approval, reaching back to spread her fat, furry cheeks in a lewd invitation. With a savage growl, the stud notched his fat cockhead against her tight pucker and thrust home, burying himself to the hilt in the aged pussy with one brutal stroke.

“Ooohhhhh fuck yessss!” Ethel wailed, arching her back like a cat in heat. “Pound this old cunt, boy! Fuck me like the dirty old whore I am!”

The masseur obliged with gusto, sawing his hips in and out of her slick cunt with abandon. The lewd wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, Ethel’s hefty tits bouncing in time with his pistoning member. Her pussy juices squelched obscenely around his plunging cock, the years-old folds stretching to accommodate his throbbing girth.

“Nngh, you’re so fucking tight!” he grunted, squeezing her jiggling ass cheeks hard enough to leave marks. “I’m gonna fill this creaky old fuckhole with so much cum, you’ll be leaking for days, grandma!”

“Yessss, give it to me!” Ethel keened, meeting his every brutal thrust. “Cum in me, pump me full! I want to feel your hot seed flooding my womb!”

With a final, desperate hilt, the young stud buried himself balls-deep and let loose a torrent of seed. Ethel shrieked in ecstasy as the masseur’s cock jerked and throbbed within her, painting her insides with a thick creamy load that seemed endless in its volume. Her own orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her pussy clamping down on his pulsing cock as she came in a feral, wailing climax.

When it was over, the two collapsed in a sweaty tangle of limbs, gasping for breath. Ethel’s legs trembled with aftershocks, the young man’s softening cock slipping free of her cum-filled cunt with a wet plop. Pearly tendrils of jizz gushed from her gaping pussy to puddle on the floor, the sacrilegious sight of a mature woman reagents so.

“Well, darling,” Ethel panted, finally finding her voice, “you’ve certainly given this old girl a new appreciation for younger men. The massage was… invigorating, to say the least.”

The young stud grinned, tucking himself back into his pants. “Glad I could help you relax, ma’am. Just let me know whenever you need another… session.”

Ethel’s grin was pure wickedness as she hauled herself up off the table, smears of oil and semen glistening on her skin. “Oh, I certainly will, dear. Very, very soon indeed.”

And with that, the sensual mistress of Lusty Grandmas spotted her orchard of hung studs, to give her flagging libido an indefatigable lust for more young porny rides!