Chapter 27 Part 2 From Fairy to Sow (18+)

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Chapter 27 Part 2 From Fairy to Sow

In most people's minds, highly educated, well‑bred women who go from noble maiden to good wife to gentle grandmother keep their chastity and elegance for life. 

Yet Serena, his Grandma, now writhed under her grandson, enjoying incestuous bliss, black‑stockinged hips snapping as she squirted like a broken hydrant. 

The contrast made his dopamine spike; with the pill's power, he hit the peak of excitement. 

Her opening flared completely in orgasm, the pink folds inside clearly visible, opening and closing like a rain‑soaked peony, edges foaming white. 

At the same time, her rear pucker lost control. 

The untouched bud winked like a tiny mouth, squeezing out drops of clear fluid that trickled down her cleft to mix with the overflow in front. 

"Mm… mm‑mm… how… how can I be this filthy… mm… I… I got off from my own grandson's cock… Old Li… I'm sorry… I'm such a depraved woman…" 

At the peak of her climax, regret for their incest struck. 

Only when it truly happens do people realize how absurd their earlier "lines" were. 

She sobbed like a child, thinking of her late husband, her son who died in an accident. 

She seemed to see their souls hovering before her, judging the wife and mother who was now riding her grandson's cock, her lewd hole bouncing and drenching him. 

Her heavy breasts hung beneath her chest, slapping loudly with each tremor, black areolas even darker from blood, nipples hard like two ripe mulberries. 

A few drops of milky white beaded at the tips the milk her body had held back for twenty years, finally forced out. 

With tears in her eyes, her left hand groped for the dazzling ring on her right ring finger her symbol of chastity. 

She didn't want the feeling to end, didn't want to let go of this forbidden ecstasy, this drifting in the clouds while falling into the abyss. 

She knew she'd never forget it. 

Her climax lasted over forty seconds. 

For more than forty seconds, her body jerked, spasmed, sprayed like something with its bones removed, until at last a final small spasm rippled through her and she collapsed, face pressing into the pillow soaked in her own juices, sobbing weakly. 

Liam looked down at her and brushed her wet hair aside, exposing her empty, bliss‑stunned face. 

"Grandma," he murmured at her ear, "you just… got squirted silly by your grandson." 

Tears in her eyes, she nodded and burrowed into his chest like a girl finally finding a home. 

Post‑orgasm, Serena was especially alluring. 

When Liam pulled his full length from her front hole, the blackened, ruined opening made a wet "plop," like forcing the cork from a jar of aged honey. 

Stinking, rank scent roared out of the cum‑filled cavity. 

With each small rise of her belly, the vat of juice sloshed out, dripping from her thick lips onto the mattress. 

The lower body of this forty‑eight‑year‑old grandmother and the gentle, proper face above formed a brutal contrast. 

Her thick lips, too fleshy to close, were ink‑black, edges curled like two dried black fungus strips soaked to a shine. 

Above them, a jungle of coarse, tight curls spread from pubic bone to lower belly, an untouched forest, carrying a mature woman's musk. 

Deepest of all, the crowned opening jutted out alarmingly, the clit above like a dark purple grape abused by many fingers, thumb‑sized and refilled with blood, shining as it jumped with each breath, as if ready to burst. 

Her breasts were comically huge, two snow‑white bags of flesh heavier than his head, black areolas ten centimeters across like two charred pot bottoms. 

After her climax, the nipples sank deep into the center like two dried pits, edges curled and wrinkled. 

But once engorged, those inverted tips flipped out with a "pop," turning into huge purple‑black mulberries that could even seep milk. 

Now she was still on all fours, fat ass high, the ink‑black flower spread wide in the light, swollen crown stretched, thick lips flipped out to show the layers within oozing foam. 

Her matted hair stuck in clumps to the pale flesh of her thighs. 

Only the black stockings on her two fat legs remained intact; everything above was torn. 

"Grandma, spread your black pussy. 

"Let your grandson see how that little pink flower got dyed black." 

She shook her head amid tears, but her hands still obeyed, reaching between her thighs and prying those thick lips apart. 

"Squish…" 

A wet noise sounded as the black hole flared open, showing the bottomless tunnel inside twisting madly, full of white‑mixed liquid churning and steaming. 

The plump sheath pulsed like a purple‑black heart, each beat squeezing more thick juice down her hairy mound. 

After ravaging her pussy, the boy still wasn't satisfied. 

His wolfish gaze slid up to her wrinkled rear entrance. 

Just thinking about it made Liam excited. 

He'd seen this play in adult videos, but back then he'd found it a bit much and put the idea aside. 

Facing his Grandma's filthy asshole now, a new itch rose in his chest. 

The ring was lighter than her front opening, a soft gray untouched in forty‑plus years, ringed by frizzy curls damp with spray and plastered to her white cheeks. 

"Grandma, stick your ass higher. 

"Let me get a good look at your virgin asshole." 

Fresh from the afterglow of squirting, her whole body jolted as if struck. 

She snapped her head around, hair torn and stuck to her tear‑wet face, voice trembling in panic: 

"Liam… not there… you really can't… Grandma's never… even your Grandpa never… let me off, please… Grandma will let you fuck my pussy whenever you want, okay… just not my ass… I'm old… if you put it in there I'll die… mm…" 

Her voice got smaller and smaller, almost inaudible by the end, but under her shame, her white ass still crept a bit higher, her body already betraying her mind. 

The newness of it all sent shivers through her nerves. 

My grandson's going to open my ass… 

The thought looped in her head as her cheeks trembled. 

Liam didn't rush in. 

He dipped his fingers in her own spray and traced circles around the tight wrinkles. 

The moment he touched her, she cried out, back snapping straight as the ring clamped tight like a frightened animal. 

"Relax." 

He kissed her sweaty back gently. 

"I'll go really slow… I won't break Grandma." 

As he spoke, he eased his middle finger halfway in. 

"Ah… it hurts…" 

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