Warning:This content includes descriptions of food porn and explicit sexual content, which some readers might find unsettling. I have taken the freedom to create a fictional story that explores sensual themes. While I respect food and its enjoyment, the sensual elements here are purely imaginative. I apologize if anyone finds this inappropriate or uncomfortable. Just remember, it’s just a fictional story.
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Rosy and her cousin sister enjoyed themselves in a cozy way all night. When morning arrived, Rosy woke up and checked her mobile. Then she received a WhatsApp message from her college friend, Richa. That’s when Rosy realized Richa needed urgent help.
When Rosy called Richa back, she picked up the call.
Richa: Hey, buddy. How are you?
Rosy: What’s the matter, Richa?
Richa: If possible, could you manage to take three days’ leave from your job?
Rosy: Huh… why?
Richa: See, my parents and I are going on a family trip for a while. And there’s my grandfather, who needs someone to look after him and take care of his medication while we’re away.
Rosy: See, Richa, we’re good friends, but I don’t want to lose my monthly incentive for something like that.
Richa: (requesting her) Hey… hey… buddy, please. I’ve already asked several friends, but no one has the time to do this.
Rosy heard that and understood Richa’s condition. She informed Richa, “Okay, fine. I’ll be at your house in two hours.”
Richa: Hey, can you do me a favor?
Rosy (curious): What?
Richa (murmuring): Please wear your churidar and pack your full-type dresses.
Rosy (shocked): Huh?
Richa: Just don’t ask why.
Rosy (shook her head): Okay, what about my bedroom dress and lingerie?
Richa: While you’re in your room, you can wear everything or absolutely nothing. It’s your choice.
Rosy: Drama queen and rules-following family.
Then Rosy got ready, and her boyfriend, Munna, reached the flat. Both lovers talked for a bit, and Rosy left her sister with Munna and went outside the flat.
After a two-hour drive, she finally arrived at Richa’s bungalow and rang the doorbell. The house was an impressive three-story structure. On the second floor, Richa’s grandfather occupied his bedroom. It was nearing 11:30 AM, and the 60-year-old grandfather was enjoying watching a video.
(In the video, a German woman in a restaurant’s washroom gave a stranger a hard blowjob. She collected the cum in her mouth, and then went to a café, where a man brought her a coffee, spat his saliva into it, and handed it to her. She spat the cum she collected into the coffee and started drinking it.)
Meanwhile, watching the video, Grandfather’s eyes gleamed with lust. One hand slipped into his pants, pressing his cock as he indulged in the forbidden pleasure. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, snapping him out of his sensual pleasure.
Grandfather muttered, “Damn, that must be the caretaker. I told them I don’t need anyone fussing over me. Because of that bastard caretaker, I can’t even hire an escort to satisfy my lust hunger.”
Grandfather’s immoral thoughts: “No way. I’ll send him away, the very first day, no matter what…”
A villainous aura came from his intentions. He stood up from the bed, stretched, and his joints cracked from prolonged rest, which had stiffened his muscles and almost caused a partial dislocation. He prepared himself to see who came to take care of him and ruin his chance to enjoy time with an escort.
On the first floor, Rosy rang the doorbell, and Richa’s mom opened the door. She saw Rosy wearing a dark green churidar, which she found unappealing but greeted her warmly, “Oh, Rosy beta, you finally came! How are you?”
Rosy nodded her head in greeting and replied, “Hi, Aunty, it’s been a while.”
Richa’s mom invited her in, and Rosy greeted Richa’s dad before heading to Richa’s room. Richa came downstairs, and both friends hugged, then went to Richa’s room.
In the room, they caught up on life discussions.
Rosy said, “I’ve been fucked by all my team members and even a shemale this year on their anniversaries and birthdays, and no one gave me a bad experience till now, finger crossed!”
Richa laughed, “So, you’re chasing thrills and calling it freedom, not being a slut?”
Rosy replied, “People are idiots. They can’t tell the difference between a slut and a woman living life her way.”
Richa clarified, “So, you just enjoy sex, right?”
Rosy nodded yes and asked, “How’s your writing going?”
Richa said, “Writing is okay, but you need experience and a touch of mystery to hook readers. That’s what I’ve been thinking about for some short stories.”
Someone knocked on the door, interrupting their conversation. Richa opened it, and it was her grandfather, who saw Rosy for the first time and was struck by her hourglass figure (32-26-36). Despite her churidar, Rosy always dressed to intentionally highlight her assets for others.
Rosy approached Grandfather, touched his feet respectfully, and asked, “How are you, Grandpa?”
As she stood, Grandfather realized his granddaughter’s friend would be staying to care for him for three days, and he felt sorry for himself.
He left the room, and later, Richa and her parents left Rosy alone in the house to look after Grandfather’s needs. Rosy and Grandfather finished their supper, and then…
[Grandfather’s note to the author:Look, idiot, you’re dragging this with eating and sleeping nonsense stuff. I’m desperate to bang her so badly; please stop wasting my time and get to it!]
(I am sorry, readers. This is all for the correct information and long stories about the characters and their inner feelings.)
Rosy and Grandfather were watching a football game, each supporting a different team. Rosy loved her team, but it was the one Grandfather couldn’t stand. They got caught up in the excitement, cheering for great plays and arguing over the game.
Grandfather, with a playful smile, said, “Hey, Rosy, want to make a bet? If your team wins, I’ll do whatever you want. But if mine wins, you do what I say.”
Rosy glared. “No way, Grandfather. Betting on a game doesn’t sound smart.”
Grandfather advised, “A bet’s only as good or bad as the people making it. Depends on what’s at stake. So, what do you think?”
Rosy raised an eyebrow. “What’re you putting up?”
Grandfather went to a drawer, pulled out a box, and showed her a gold chain worth two lakh rupees. “This,” he said proudly.
Rosy’s jaw dropped. “That’s expensive, Grandfather! You sure you want to bet that?”
“A bet’s gotta mean something,” he said with a wink to her.
“Okay,” Rosy said, “what do I have to offer?”
Grandfather shook his head. “You gotta match it, kid. Something worth about five lakh rupees.”
Rosy felt stuck. She glanced at Grandfather—his thin frame, bald head, and the way he talked wasn’t exactly charming. Then she checked the score: her team was up 3-2, with 40 minutes left. They had a good shot at winning.
Feeling bold, Rosy said, “Alright, you’re betting that chain, worth five lakh. I’ll bet myself.”
Grandfather blinked. “What’s that mean?”
“For two days,” Rosy said, “if I lose, I’ll do whatever you ask.”
Grandfather laughed. “Now that’s a deal!” They shook hands and watched the rest of the game. The clock went from 10:00 PM to 10:45 PM. It was close, but Rosy’s team lost, and Grandfather’s team won.
Grandfather had won the bet. And he celebrated the victory of his team. And he went to Rosy and asked, “Now, my child. Are you going to obey me?”
Rosy said, “Yes, Grandfather.” With a dull face.
Grandfather said with a grin, “You bet I’m right, Rosy; you’re mine now.”
Rosy nodded hesitantly. He continued, “I’m feeling restless, darling. It’s been a while.”
He leaned in and kissed her lips. Confused and freaked, Rosy pushed him away and said, “Grandfather, I’m young enough to be your granddaughter! How could you?”
Grandfather sighed, “Look, Rosy. I planned to be alone tonight and hire an escort. Your arrival ruined that. Don’t you see how hard it is for a man without his wife?”
Rosy thought to herself, “What a shameless old fucking hag, but he has a point.” She remembered his late wife and asked, “Alright, you win the bet. Tell me what to do, and I will do what you demand.”
Rosy looked towards him; the old man had thin, pale skin that was almost translucent, with visible wrinkles and fine lines appearing on his face. His skin was delicate, with age spots and veins visible beneath the surface.
Grandfather’s face became happy. He went to her again and kissed her.
He hugged her so tightly that her boobs squeezed into her chest, and their lips met. She felt uneasy with the stale smell from his mouth but decided to give him the moment he was waiting for a long time.
They both took a break from smooching, and…
Rosy pleaded, “Please don’t tell anyone about this.”
Grandfather, irritated, grabbed her boob and said, “Fuck you. Now come, my fucking maid for three days.”
He pulled her toward himself, and her churidar’s V-neck area button ripped away. He inserted his tongue into her mouth and twisted it inside her mouth.
Rosy, used to it, was actually enjoying his saliva-soaked tongue. She grabbed his dick and started pressing it hard. He got it and said, “Take off your clothes.”
Rosy said, “Yes, Master. I hope I become your fantasy maid for two days. But I have some rules.”
Grandfather gazed at her and asked, “Rules?”
Rosy clarified, “I won’t be available if someone calls on the phone; you have to eat what I make; you have to take care of your own medication, and the last one, you have to wear a condom while fucking me.”
She was clear with her demands.
Grandfather heard that, used his brain, and informed her, “See, child, you lost the bet, yet you are making demands.”
Rosy said, “Hmm…”
Grandfather continued, “I’m going to agree with all your demands, other than the last one. I won’t wear a condom. Instead, I will fix a cock ring to my dick. Is that okay?”
Rosy, lost in thought, said to herself, “Man, this old fool has a point. In place of condoms, he’s going to use a cock ring. Isn’t he an old motherfucker?”
And she replied, “I don’t have a problem with it.”
She started undressing herself in front of him. Meanwhile, he stated his demands in front of her.
Grandfather said, “See, you lost the game, so I have some demands too.”
Rosy asked, “What are they?”
Grandfather said, “See, for a long while, I’ve been watching some online videos. I want to try those videos on you, like…”
Rosy interrupted, “Don’t scare me like that. Please keep them in your heart and implement them in a practical way.”
Grandfather heard that and smirked, “You are something else, Rosy, my grandchild.”
And he ordered her, “Bring an empty tea cup from the kitchen.” She did it, wondering what he was going to do.
She came back into the hall with a coffee mug in her hands, and he already took off his pants and showed her his thick dick and…
Grandfather said, “I want a deep throat blowjob.”
Rosy saw his cock; it was also aged, really small, and thick. The skin was more than a young cock. And she trembled a bit and gave the coffee mug to him.
He took the cup and tossed it on the sofa, and she sat beside him and bent towards his cock and held it with her hands. The old man spat on his cock.
Rosy felt uneasy for some fraction of seconds while he placed his thin and rough hands on her back. And in the meantime, she sucked all the old man’s saliva and thought, “This old bastard is amazing.”
And she gave his skinny cock a deep blowjob. Slowly his small cock became wet and hard. She was inserting his cock into her tonsils and tongue.
Grandfather asked, “I am not feeling your throat.”
Then Rosy started masturbating herself with her fingers, and the old man penetrated his middle finger into her butthole. And she gave him a deep throat, and he enjoyed it.
Grandfather moans, “Huh… huh… huh…”
After 20 minutes, he said, “I am cumming.” Rosy wanted to back herself, but he held her neck, and she got it. And he cummed into her throat and mouth and freed her. She started breathing heavily, and just then Grandfather passed that coffee cup to her.
Grandfather said, “Don’t spit it out or swallow it, child. Just spit it out in this coffee mug.” And she did it, and she drank it again and gurgled that cum in her mouth and again spat it in the mug.
And Grandfather spat in that coffee mug simultaneously and ordered Rosy, “Don’t throw it now. Keep it in the fridge.” Rosy did whatever the old man said.
Then she went to the old man’s room and shared the bed, but he didn’t have interest in doing anything. And she slept peacefully beside him. The sun glowed up again, and the morning alarm rang. And Rosy woke up. And when she reached the hall, Grandfather made coffee for both of them, and that cum mug was also placed at the table. Rosy went to him and sat in front of him. And grabbed the coffee to taste it. Grandfather interrupted and ordered her, “Wait.”
Then he slowly stood up and went to Rosy and told her, “Please hold your coffee cup at the bottom of my dick and give me a handjob.” Rosy understood his intentions and held his dick and started massaging it. And he cummed. Rosy collected all that cum in her morning coffee. Then he grabbed that other cum and saliva cup. He poured all that mixture into Rosy’s cup, and again he spat his saliva into that coffee cup too.
He ordered Rosy, “You too have to spit it in.”
Rosy spat some saliva in her cup and drank it all lively without leaving the cum mixture coffee. And then the doorbell rang; when Rosy opened the door, there was a vegetable courier from Dig Basket.
When Rosy took the cover and opened it, she went into shock because the courier was full of pineapple fruits. And she thought, “This old hag ordered this many pineapples? Man, don’t tell me he wanted to bang me and I have to drink his cum all day. Damn it.
In the evening time, Rosy’s General Manager called her. The General Manager had already seen Savita Bhabhi in a consultant’s office and become mad about her figure and age.
GM: Rosy, you sent a resume of Savita Ashok, right?
Rosy: Yes, sir.
GM: Please inform her to attend the interview on Monday.
Rosy: Yes, sir (with a hesitation).
She cut off the call and thought, “At last, I am going to meet that cartoon bitch. I want to know why Darky is into her so much.”
1. For the night, they are both in the bed; Grandfather is eating her pussy (pussy eating – licking), and she is enjoying his tongue and moaning.
Rosy moans, “muh… muh… muh…”
2. After a while, they did the 69 position. And the old man’s eyes filled with desire. He was just enjoying her pussy and sucking it like an ice cream cone. She was mouth-gagging his dick in her mouth and letting her drool on the bed.
3. After a while, he fixed a cock ring on his dick and penetrated it into her vagina and banged her. They both smooched, and bit by bit, he spat in her mouth. She was totally swallowing his drool. And due to his old age, he didn’t last long and drained himself.
Rosy moans, “Hmm… hmm… hmm… hmm…”
Grandfather fell on Rosy. He started licking her armpits and slowly – slowly he went to her belly button and started sucking it. Rosy was enjoying the tingling in her body parts. He stood up and removed his cock ring from his dick and sprayed all the cum on her neck to waist area.
Like that, they both hugged tightly each other in arms and started kissing again. And they slowly slept on that bed. Meanwhile, Rosy’s boyfriend was enjoying and banging her bisexual cousin sister in the flat.
Munna and Swapna sent their marriage pics and sent it to Rosy through WhatsApp. After Rosy saw those pics in the bathroom, where she held a cum in a coffee mug and the old man passed his brush to her and said, “Rules are rules, Rosy; no matter what, you lost the bet.”
Rosy listened to that and said, “Well, Grandfather, you are a mother-fucking ass hole, who is disgusting then a monster…”
Grandfather smirked and ordered, “Now, show me your best move, my child.”
And she took the brush and brushed her teeth with his cum and swallowed it all.
Next morning happened, and Grandfather cummed on a pineapple slice. Rosy was eating those slices as Grandfather watched her and enjoyed his pure coffee of lust. Two days later, Rosy wore her another churidar again. All this time, she wore nothing and enjoyed the old hag all alone.
Rosy smirked and said, “Old man, I lost the count; how many pineapples you ate all the time and banged me real hard?”
Grandfather replied, “This is all for you, child.”
Rosy grabbed a piece of cum-layered pineapple from her plate and licked it and asked, “You are an old hag of a desire fool… not a lust monster.”
Grandfather, “Hmm.”
And he took his cock out from his pants and asked, “You want to taste it again?”
Rosy denied, “No, I will pass this time.”
Grandfather’s face became dull, and he took a 2-lakh worth necklace and placed it on a table and said, “Here is your reward, child.”
Rosy’s face glowed up, and she grabbed that necklace and said, “At last, I got something worthy.”
Rosy asked, “What was the website you were talking about that night?”
Grandfather asked, “Why?”
Rosy asked, “Just say it old hag.”
Grandfather replied, “It’s called Lusty-Wetty.com (fictional website) where you can book……”
Rosy interrupted, “Okay, Grandfather… that’s enough; I know about it.” Rosy thought, “In fact, that escort maid mentioned all the terms and conditions. And I am looking for an escort who can travel with me on my German business trip.”
Meanwhile, she ate all the cummed pineapple slices from the plate. After some time, Richa’s family returned from their family business journey.
As they returned, Rosy and Richa made a heart-warming hug. And Richa said, “I hope Grandfather didn’t make you work very hard, Rosy.”
Rosy smirked and thought about what had happened all three days and replied, “You see, I am very happy to help you and your grandfather, Richa. He is such a good-hearted person.”
And Rosy looked towards Richa’s Grandfather, and he started ignoring her looks. She packed her bag and packed that 2-lakh worth necklace while thinking about a partner in the bed for a German tour from Lusty-wetty.com.
And both friends shared a private talk while Rosy smoked a cigar in the lawn.
Rosy, “When is your marriage going to happen?”
Richa with a blushed face, “In 2 months, I guess.”
Rosy, “Hmm… what’s the fiancé’s name.”
Rich replied, “His name is Saurav.”
Rosy, “Hmm….”
Rosy sat in her car, planning on returning to her flat. That’s when Richa’s phone got a WhatsApp notification.
When Richa checked the message, it was from her brother… (Richa, we are cousins; what happened last night is love between two humans. You have to understand that, sister. Call me back as soon as possible.)
Richa’s face turned red with shyness. She ran to her room and remembered that cozy interaction with her cousin brother, Suresh. He broke her virginity on a family trip.
Richa started a new short story, title: There is no sin when two people are in love
To be continued…