His Grandson’s Hot Prom Date: and Her Secret Sex Plan

By D.F. Darke

When 81-year-old Morris Cooper gives his grandson’s sexy prom date a ride home, little does he know that the hot young minx has dirty things planned for him.
And 21-year-old tease Selena soon gives filth a new meaning when she invites the pensioner up to her bedroom, where an age-gap sex romp soon develops.
But Selena has a secret strategy... and she is soon taking selfies of her and Morris as they indulge in all sorts of sexual shenanigans.

Extract:
Morris watched the girl as she sashayed over to the phone, the hem of her dress flittering around her lovely thighs. Morris licked his lips and felt things stir in his ancient balls.
The girl dialed and she waited, and the more she waited, the more her brow furrowed. She put the phone back in the cradle. Her hair fell over her face and they way she brushed it back just with a finger made Morris shudder. She sat back and her breasts jiggled a little. Morris blew air out of his cheeks. Selena picked up the phone again, dialed another number. As she held the phone to her ear, she caught Morris staring. And she stared right back.
A little smile formed on her lips—a pouty one. She bit her lower lips. Her eyes narrowed. Then, she slowly twirled her hair around her finger, cocking her head to one side.
Morris felt weak at the knees and his belly fluttered. He felt something stir in his groin.
Then the girl jerked, making her boobs vibrate again, and she said, “Hi, Mum, where’s Dad? He was going to pick me up from Joe’s.”
She listened to her mum, her eyes still on Morris, drilling into him. Her nostrils flared. Her lips were moist, and she pursed them. She narrowed her eyes now. And then she spoke again, though Morris really didn’t hear what she said.
Selena put the phone down.
Morris’s daughter asked, “Everything all right?”
“Well, my Mum is at a conference so won’t be back until tomorrow night, but Dad’s been called into the office—”
“At ten-to-eleven at night?” guffawed Morris. “What does he do?”
“He’s finance officer at the oil company, Brunson, and there’s a problem at their American office or something. Some spill thing. So he’s had to go into the office in Canary Wharf for a conference call with the New York office. I’ll get a taxi.”
“Stay here,” said Morris’s daughter.
“I have to be up early, so I will call a cab if I can,” said Selena, picking up the phone.
“I’ll drive you back,” said Joe, who had appeared at the top of the stairs.
Selena laughed. “You’re drunk, Joe.”
“I’m not,” said Morris.
“Dad—” said his daughter, but Selena stepped in very quickly:
“Oh, that’s really kind of you, Mr. Cooper, we should go right now.”

More fun filth from the randy old British writer, D.F. Darke.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rebecca Ryatt
• Release date: May 12, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005568016

D.F. Darke

D.F. Darke is an Englishman from Hampshire. During his working life he was a handyman. He’d like to think he’s still a bit of a handy man, now. The ladies might not agree, though. He is in his 80s and has been writing dirty stories all his life — but it’s only in the past few years that he’s had the confidence to dig them out, type them up, and publish them. He supports Southampton Football Club in England and would really like to be a porn star. He’s got a Twitter account, @df_darke.

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His Grandson’s Hot Prom Date—And Her Secret Sex Plan

By D.F. Darke

Copyright 2021 D.F. Darke

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Acknowledgements

Thanks to all my readers. Without you, I wouldn’t bother. I’m an old fellow, who’s had a new lease of life writing erotica—and it’s all down to you, good people. Otherwise I’d be stuck at home waiting for God. Also thank you to Smashwords for making it possible for the likes of me to call themselves authors, and to publish their stories. Mark Coker, you are a gentleman and a scholar, as we say in England.

His Grandson’s Hot Prom Date—And Her Secret Sex Plan

WHEN Morris Cooper first saw his grandson Joe’s prom date up, he felt things he’d not felt in years. Waves of pure lust ran through his veins and surged into his loins—loins that had been dormant for quite a few years.

The 81-year-old grandpa ogled the 21-year-old beauty and began dribbling. Then he blushed, hoping he hadn’t actually expressed the words that had gone through his mind verbally. He began to mutter, as he did when he was nervous. Fortunately, his daughter, Joe’s mum, came to the rescue: Doesn’t Selena look lovely, Dad?

Oh… yes… very lovely… very, very—

Put your tongue back in your mouth, Dad, said his daughter quietly, and then to the beautiful university student in a hugely alluring dress, she said: I’m sorry, Selena. Joe’s grandad has a roving eye.

Selena smiled. Morris stammered. His daughter rolled her eyes.

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