Allie: Being Fucked By Two Granddads Is Better Than One

To honor her 85-year-old lover's request, Allie arranges for his elderly friend to taste her 16-year-old pussy, with gorgeous black Tasha on top!

Disclaimer: Welcome to a world where forbidden desire is the only rule. This story is part of a collection where all lines are meant to be crossed. If you keep reading, you're already on the other side.
Reader discretion is advised.
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To read the first story of Allie, ‘Allie - Teen caregiver, and Robert Grainger, her 'Grandpa' tap my name!

The air in Robert’s living room was thick with the smell of pizza and the low hum of a video game Tasha was losing.
"No, no, no! You cheap bastard!" she muttered at the screen, mashing the controller.
On the couch, Robert nudged Allie with his elbow. "See? That's why I stick to chess. It's a gentleman's game. All skill, no button mashing."
Allie laughed, leaning into him. "Is that what you call it when you stare at the board for ten minutes and then move a pawn one square? Deep, strategic skill?" He feigned a wounded look.
"It's about psychological warfare, my love. You wouldn't understand."
Then the doorbell rang, and the moment of easy comfort was broken. A moment later, Robert’s friend Dale rolled in, his wheelchair a silent, electric glide. Beside him, Ruby, his carer, offered a tired but professional smile.
Robert caught Allie’s eye and tilted his head toward the kitchen. A knot of anticipation tightened in her stomach. In the quiet of the kitchen, he leaned against the counter, running a hand through his hair. "Okay, don't get mad," he started, his voice low. "I have a favor to ask, and it's... weird."
He explained about Dale, the 24/7 care, the lack of privacy. "He's still a functional guy, you know? But he can't... he never gets a moment alone. Ruby or the other carers always walks in. He's frustrated." Robert paused, his voice dropping even further. "He talks about his wife sometimes, you know? Before the accident. He says he misses just... holding her. He's not just horny, Allie. He's lonely. He feels like half a man."
Allie felt a familiar heat bloom low in her belly, a dampness spreading in her panties. She knew exactly where this was going. Robert saw the look on her face and panicked, his words tumbling over themselves. "Oh, God, never mind. I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have—"
"Are you asking me if I'd consider relieving your friend?" Allie asked, a slow smile spreading across her lips.
Robert just stammered, which she found adorable. She closed the distance between them, took his face in her hands, and kissed him, a deep, passionate kiss that promised everything. "I will," she whispered against his mouth. "He's cute and funny. He doesn't deserve to struggle."
Robert let out a shaky breath and slapped her ass, the sharp crack making her giggle. "Let's get rid of Ruby," Allie declared.
She sauntered back into the living room, all confidence. Dale was already setting up the chessboard by the window.
"Hey, Ruby," Allie said, ignoring their banter. "You look like you could use a break. Go run some errands or something. The guys will be buried in their chess game for at least a couple of hours."
Tasha, looking up from her game, gave Allie a knowing smirk. Dale just watched, his eyes wide with a dawning, hopeful disbelief. As Ruby grabbed her purse, she paused at the door, looking back at Dale. "Are you sure you'll be okay, Dale? I can have my phone on me."
Dale waved her off with a charming, "Go! I'll be fine. Robert's here to protect me from checkmate." Ruby smiled and was gone in a flash.
The second the door clicked shut, the atmosphere in the room shifted. Tasha stood up, walked over to a smiling Allie, wrapped her arms around her, and kissed her. It wasn't a friendly peck; it was a deep, possessive kiss, their tongues tangling. Allie giggled into her mouth. Robert just sank back into the couch, a grin spreading across his face as he got hard, clearly enjoying the show. Dale, however, gave him a look that screamed, 'What the fuck?'
"Oh, don't worry," Robert said to Dale. "This is a show I get often."
The girls separated, breathless. "Okay," Tasha said, her eyes sparkling. "What's going on?"
Robert looked at Allie, who just shrugged. "Fuck it," he said. "In for a penny, in for a pound, as the Brits say!"
He explained Dale's predicament to Tasha—the privacy, the frustration, the bad case of blue balls. Tasha’s smile became predatory as she looked from Dale's desperate face to Allie's confident one.
"So we're giving him back a piece of his power," she said. "I can get behind that." She looked at Allie."You're going to take care of him?" Allie nodded.
"Good," Tasha purred. "I want to watch."
Dale, far from being put off, seemed to swell with pride at the idea. "I'm cool with that," he said, overjoyed. "Being watched... that’s going to be a turn on."
They moved to Robert’s guest room. The only light was a single lamp in the corner, casting long shadows across the queen-sized bed. The air smelled of clean linen and the faint, sharp scent of Dale's cologne. The whir of his wheelchair's cooling fan was the only sound, a quiet, mechanical heartbeat in the sudden silence. The air was thick with intent.
"I'm not just giving him a handjob," Allie announced, her voice husky. "He's getting the works." To prove her point, she reached behind her, unzipped her dress, and let it pool at her feet. Stripped from her bra and panties. She stood before them, naked and perfect, her teenage breasts high and firm. Everyone's breath hitched.
Together, Tasha and Allie helped Dale out of his chair and eased his clothes off, laying him back on the bed. Allie knelt between his legs, taking his already hard cock into her mouth. She sucked him expertly and slow, her head bobbing, getting him slick, a used to her teenage lips, and ready. Then, in one fluid motion, she straddled him, sinking down onto his shaft until he was buried deep inside her. He groaned, his hands immediately finding her breasts, kneading them as she began to ride him, slow and deep, a deliberate, grinding rhythm.
The sight was too much for Tasha. "I need in," she breathed. Robert knelt by the bed, his voice a low murmur. "Tasha's a trans-girl," he explained to Dale. "Would you mind if she... joins in? Fucks Allie's ass while she's fucking you?"
Dale's eyes went wide, but he shook his head, a hungry grin on his face. "No. I don't mind at all."
The beautiful Black girl stripped of her clothes. Revealing the most beautiful mocha colored breasts. Then she straddled Dale's lower legs behind Allie. Who leaned forward, her lips crashing against Dale's as she continued her slow, deep fuck. Tasha spat on her fingers, working first one, then two into Allie's tight asshole, stretching her, getting her ready. After a little work, she removed her fingers, took her own hard, black cock, and slid it along Allie's pussy as Dale’s cock traveled in and out, coating it in her juices. She positioned the head at Allie's anal entrance and pushed.
Allie cried out into Dale's mouth as Tasha's cock pressed into her ass, a relentless, stretching pressure that didn't stop until she was fully seated. The sensation was overwhelming—a fullness so intense it was almost painful, a deep, possessive ache that stole her breath.
They began to move, finding a primal rhythm that claimed her from both sides. Tasha reached around, her hands covering Dale's on Allie's breasts, their fingers lacing together as they squeezed. Allie was caught between them, pushed and pulled, every thrust driving a gasp from her lips until the only world was the heat, the weight, and the exquisite, crushing fullness.

“Fill me Dale! I feel your throbbing cock!” She said, smiling as she felt the old man pulsing inside her.
Dale came, his hips bucking as he filled Allie with a loud groan. Robert, who had been stroking himself on the sidelines, wasn't far behind, his own cum firing onto his hand.
Tasha slammed into Allie one last time, her body shuddering as she emptied herself into the girl's ass. She slid off the bed, moving with a liquid grace that held Robert's gaze. As she knelt naked before him, he couldn't help but admire the sight: her beautiful, dark chocolate breasts, high and full, and the semi-erect cock that rested between her thighs. He ignored the cock, his focus entirely captured by the incredible beauty of her face and the soft curves of her breasts, and her hardened nipples. She took his softening cock into her mouth, swallowing him whole as he stood and fucked her throat, slow, sliding into her throat. He took hold of hair, increasing the speed of his thrusts until he was fully renewed then shooting ropes of cum into her mouth..
For a long moment, Allie just lay on top of Dale, kissing him softly. His hands roamed her body, his mind lost in a fantasy so dark and deep he didn't dare speak its name. He was kissing a beautiful sixteen-year-old girl, but in his head, she was one of his granddaughters, finally giving him the release he craved.
A comfortable silence settled over the room, broken only by their heavy breathing. Tasha, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, looked around. "Hey, Rob," she said, her voice a low, contented purr. "Mind if I use your shower? I feel... sticky."
Robert, sat back down, waved a hand lazily. "Knock yourself out."
Tasha turned to Allie, a mischievous glint in her eye. "You wanna join me?"
Allie, propped up on her elbows, laughed. The sound was bright and sharp in the quiet room. "And have Ruby walk in on two old men wanking to the sound of two girls fucking in the shower? I'm very tempted, but let’s not stir up trouble... no – another time." She dissolved into another fit of giggles, and the tension broke, replaced by a warm, easy afterglow.
Tasha just grinned. She leaned over and gave Robert a deep, lingering kiss, then turned to Dale and gave him, a soft, almost chaste kiss that still made him sigh. Finally, she leaned down to Allie, capturing her mouth in a final, passionate kiss, their tongues tangling for a brief moment before she pulled away with a wink. Then, without another word, she disappeared into the bathroom, and a moment later, they heard the hiss of the shower starting.

Allie - 2
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