I knocked on Mrs. Hargrove's door like I always did on Thursdays, carrying her groceries up from the store. She was seventy-two, silver hair in a tight bun, body still thick in the hips and ass from years of baking and walking the neighborhood. But that afternoon she opened the door in a thin robe that clung to her heavy tits and left nothing to the imagination about the wide spread of her ass cheeks underneath.
"Come in, boy," she said, voice low and rough. "Put those down and lock the door."
I did what she told me. The kitchen smelled like fresh bread, but she didn't offer any. Instead she turned, dropped the robe, and bent over the table. Her ass was pale, soft, and huge, the crack deep and lined with faint wrinkles. Between those cheeks her asshole winked, already slick with something shiny.
"I've been thinking about this all week," she growled. "You want granny's ass or not?"
My cock was hard before I could answer. I stepped up behind her, spread those fat cheeks, and stared at the tight ring. It looked small, stubborn, but she reached back and smeared more lube over it, two fingers pushing inside herself with a wet sound.
"Fuck me there," she ordered. "Don't be gentle. Granny wants it raw."
I lined up and pushed. The head of my cock met resistance, then her asshole opened with a slow, filthy stretch. She grunted, pushing back, and I watched my dick disappear into that hot, gripping hole. It was tighter than any pussy I'd ever fucked, velvet and pulsing, sucking me deeper with every inch.
"Goddamn," I hissed. "Your ass is swallowing me."
She laughed, short and dirty. "Been practicing with toys. Now give me the real thing."
I bottomed out, balls pressed against her wet cunt lips.
She was soaked down there too, dripping onto the floor. I pulled back and slammed in again, watching her asshole cling to my shaft on the outstroke, then swallow it whole on the next thrust. The sound was obscenewet squelching, skin slapping, her low moans turning into sharp cries every time I bottomed out.
"Harder," she snapped. "Fuck granny's asshole like you mean it."
I grabbed her hips and pounded. Her ass rippled with every impact, cheeks spreading wide around my cock. She reached under herself and rubbed her clit in fast circles, cunt juice splashing onto my balls. Every time I drove deep she clenched, milking me, trying to keep me buried.
"Talk to me," she demanded. "Tell me what you're doing to this old ass."
"I'm wrecking your shithole," I said, voice shaking. "Stretching your granny asshole wide open. It's so fucking tight."
"More."
"Your hole's sucking my cock like it wants cum. Gonna flood your guts."
She came with a hoarse shout, asshole clamping down so hard I almost lost it. Her legs shook, cream running down her thighs. I didn't stop. I kept driving into that spasming ring, watching it turn red and puffy around my shaft.
When she caught her breath she straightened a little, reached back, and spread her cheeks wider. "Don't pull out. Fuck it till you fill me."
I lasted maybe ten more strokes. The sight of my cock disappearing into that used, lubed-up granny asshole, the way it gaped slightly every time I withdrew, the filthy wet noisesit pushed me over. I slammed in one last time and unloaded, thick ropes of cum pumping straight into her bowels. She moaned at the heat, pushing back to take every drop.
I stayed buried while I softened, feeling her asshole flutter around me. When I finally pulled out, a thick glob of cum followed, running down over her cunt and dripping onto the floor. Her hole stayed open for a second, a shiny, fucked-out ring, before slowly closing.
She turned, face flushed, and kissed me hard. "Same time next week," she said. "Next time bring a friend. Granny's ass can take two."
She walked me to the door still naked, cum leaking down her thighs, and smiled like she'd just baked cookies. "Don't be late."
