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Bethany
76 year old Samoyed morph, BBW, NN cup breasts, Grandmother, still fertile despite age, At-home Nudist

Charlie
7 year old Husky mix morph, hung cub with 5" cock, Grandson, very virile for a cub, naive

Megan
34 year old Samoyed morph, DD cup breast, wide hips like her mother, knows a bit about her mother's secret attraction to little boys as well as her at-home nudism

Keywords:
Breastfeeding, Grandmorther/grandson, Furry, incest, lactation, potential impregnation, heat cycle/in season

world: Earth but furries have been around as long as humans
", "writing": "Bethany rocked quietly in her old recliner as she waited for her daughter and grandson to arrive. It was a cool autumn day and the trees were just starting to change their color. Being a Samoyed breed as she was, she preferred to be in the nude, thanks to both her thick white fur, and the extra pounds she had put on with her age. Though she was 76 she still thought of her as a fairly attractive woman. She was currently wearing a pair of jeans and a light sweater to cover herself, since she didn't want to make Megan and Charlie uncomfortable when they first arrived.\n\nCrunching down the dirt road, a bright yellow taxi rolls up her driveway. Once it reaches the front of the house, out pops a happy little 7 year old Husky mix. His name is Charlie and this was his first time staying with his grandma for longer than a weekend. From the other side stepped Megan, also a Samoyed morph, though she wasn't as heavy set as her mother was. \"Now Charlie I wanna remind you to be on your best behavior for your Grandmother.\" She admonishes as she helps him get his things from the trunk.\n\nBethany rises from her chair and heads to the door to greet them. As she opens it, a warm smile crosses her face. \"Welcome home, my dears.\" She says, embracing them both in a tight hug. The smell of fresh baked cookies wafts from the kitchen, a welcome home treat for her family. She takes Charlie's hand and leads them inside.\n\nMegan sets down Charlie's small suitcase and looks into her mother's eyes. \"Thank you so much for this, mom. This job opportunity is huge for me. The company has me flying out of the country for at least the next couple months for this.\" She says, her voice a mix of excitement and concern.\n\nBethany nods warmly, her furry hand resting on Megan's shoulder. \"You don't have to thank me, sweetheart. I'm more than happy to have Charlie here. Plus, it's been ages since I've had someone to take care of full-time.\" She winks playfully, her tail wagging slightly.\n\nMegan crouches down to Charlie's level and opens her arms. \"Come here, buddy,\" she says, gesturing for a hug. He eagerly runs into her embrace, his little tail wagging in excitement. \"Remember what I told you on the way here?\" she whispers into his ear.\n\n\"Be good for Grandma,\" he mumbles into her fur, his paws tightening around her neck. She smiles and nods, her eyes glistening with a mix of pride and apprehension.\n\nBethany watches her daughter and grandson share a moment, feeling a strange warmth in her chest. Megan had always been a good mother, and she knew that leaving Charlie with her would be a weight off her shoulders. As they pull away from the embrace, Megan stands, her eyes locking with her mother's. \"I'll call every day, I promise,\" she says, trying to sound more confident than she feels.\n\n\"Oh no need for that dear, just call us when you land so we know you're safe\" Bethany chides as she hugs her daughter once more \"I promise, Charlie and I are going to have a great time don't worry.\"\n\nThe taxi driver, a middle-aged wolf morph with a gruff demeanor, honks the horn impatiently from the driveway. The sound pierces the serene quiet of the rural setting, causing both Megan and Charlie to jump slightly. Megan pulls away from her mother, wipes a tear from her eye, and gives Charlie one final kiss on the forehead. \"I love you, buddy,\" she says, her voice thick with emotion. \"You take care of Grandma, okay?\"\n\nCharlie nods solemnly, his eyes wide with understanding. \"I will, Mommy,\" he promises, his small paws clutching at the hem of her sweater.\n\nMegan smiles and gives her mother a look that says more than words ever could. She knows her mother's nature, and though she's not thrilled with the idea of leaving Charlie in such a... unique environment, she also knows that her mother is capable of taking care of him. She takes a deep breath and heads out the door, her tail swishing sadly as she does.\n\nBethany watches her daughter go, her smile never wavering. As soon as the taxi is out of sight, she turns to Charlie, who is still clutching his favorite stuffed animal, Mr. Whiskers. \"Why don't you come with me to the kitchen, Charlie?\" she says, her voice warm and inviting. \"I made some fresh chocolate chip cookies just for you.\"\n\nThe mention of cookies is like a magic word for the little cub, and his ears perk up instantly. He drops his luggage and follows her eagerly, his tail wagging in anticipation. The kitchen is a cozy room filled with the scent of baked goods and the warmth of the oven. The kitchen counter is lined with plates of cookies, still warm to the touch, and a glass of milk is set out next to a single plate with three cookies on it, waiting for Charlie.\n\nAs Charlie sits on one of the stools, his eyes light up like Christmas lights. He grabs one of the cookies and takes a bite, the sweetness and warmth flooding his mouth. \"Mmm, Grandma, these are the best cookies ever!\" he exclaims with a mouthful of crumbs. Bethany chuckles, watching him with a sparkle in her eye. She knows that the sugary treat is a perfect way to start their bonding experience.\n\n\"Why don't you go ahead and finish those, sweetie?\" she suggests, patting his head gently. \"I'll go get your things settled in your room.\" With a nod, she picks up his small suitcase and heads down the hallway, her voluminous hips swaying with each step. Charlie's eyes follow her, but he quickly returns his attention to the cookies, savoring every bite.\n\nAs Bethany climbs the stairs, her mind is racing with thoughts of how she's going to handle this situation. She's always had a certain attraction to little boys, especially those in the early stages of their development. But this was her grandson, and she didn't want to cross any lines. Or did she? She knew that her daughter was aware of her preferences, but she also knew that Megan had faith in her. With a sigh, she decides to let things progress naturally and not force anything.\n\nOnce upstairs, she opens the door to the guest room and sets Charlie's suitcase on the bed. She quickly checks the bed for any stray fur or dust bunnies, making sure it's perfectly clean for her precious grandson. As she does so, she can't help but feel a sense of excitement building within her. She heads to her own room and opens her closet, her eyes scanning the various garments. Finally, she selects a soft, fluffy robe that hangs loosely around her body, but still manages to cling to her curves in all the right places. She slips out of her sweater and jeans, letting her thick white fur cover her nakedness. She takes a moment to appreciate her still-full breasts in the mirror, noticing that they're a little more sensitive than usual. She must be coming into heat again. She's even glad she kept up with her routine of trimming her nether bush as it's already starting to get a little puffy. She slips the robe around her shoulders and lightly ties the sash so it stays closed for now.\n\nReturning to the kitchen, she finds Charlie sitting at the table, a trail of crumbs leading from the cookie plate to his mouth. He's already finished the milk and is eyeing the plate of cookies hungrily. \"Looks like you enjoyed those,\" she says, her voice light and teasing. \"Why don't you go watch some cartoons while I clean up and get dinner started?\"\n\nCharlie hops off the stool and runs to the living room, his tail wagging happily. The TV is already set to his favorite cartoon channel, and he plops down on the plush couch, his eyes glued to the screen. Bethany takes this moment to clean up the kitchen, her mind racing with thoughts of her grandson's visit. She's excited for this visit as it will give her and Charlie a bit more bonding time. While he's busy glued to the tv screen she sets up to get dinner started, a hearty stew with biscuits sounds about perfect for this time of year.\n\nWhile the stew simmers on the stove, she takes a moment to admire the way the warm light from the kitchen reflects off her fur, giving her a gentle glow. She can't help but let her robe fall open slightly, revealing her plump breasts and the darkened areola that have started to swell with her approaching heat. It's been a while since she's had anyone to indulge in her desires, and the thought of sharing this special time with Charlie sends a shiver down her spine. She quickly shakes her head, trying to push the thought away. This is her grandson, after all.\n\nBut as she stirs the stew, she feels a bit rebellious. A naughty smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. Why not add a little something extra to the meal? It's not like it would hurt him, and it might even make him a little more... receptive to her advances. She opens her robe a bit more and aims one of her thick rubbery nipples at the pot. It's her secret ingredient, milk straight from the tap from a loving heart. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she massages her breast until she has sprayed a generous amount into the stew, watching as it mixes with the broth. The aroma intensifies, now carrying an underlying scent that's both comforting and tantalizing.\n\nHer hand lingers on her chest, kneading her flesh as she considers her next move. She's always had a wild side, something she's kept hidden from her family. But with Megan gone, and Charlie being so young and innocent, she feels a thrill of excitement at the prospect of indulging in her desires without judgment. Her mind wanders to the times she's watched him from afar, noticing how he's grown since the last time she saw him. He's more of a young man now, and she can't help but wonder what he'd taste like. But she admonishes herself for now against it as she doesnt want to scare the little boy, she just hopes she can make it at least a night or two before tasting him.\n\nWith the stew bubbling away, she heads to the living room to check on Charlie. He's lost in the world of cartoons, oblivious to the perverse thoughts swirling in his grandmother's mind. She sits down next to him, her soft fur brushing against his body, sending a jolt of heat through her. She watches him for a moment, her eyes tracing the contours of his body, his little cock tenting his shorts slightly. She can see the beginnings of his own fur patch around his groin, and she can't help but feel a sense of pride. He's going to be a handsome young man, just like his father.\n\nThe thought of her son-in-law sends a twinge of sadness through her. They had had a few encounters in the past, but he had passed away before Charlie was born. She had hoped to pass on her love for the male form to her daughter, but Megan had always been a bit more... reserved. But now, with Charlie here, she had the perfect opportunity to teach him the ways of her world, including the joys of being a nudist. But for now she's just enjoying his company.\n\nThe stew finishes cooking and the biscuits come out of the oven, steaming hot. The aroma fills the house, and even the cartoons can't hold Charlie's attention anymore. He looks over at his grandma with a hopeful expression. \"Can we eat now, Grandma?\"\n\nBethany's smile widens. \"Of course, sweetie. Dinner's ready.\" She stands up and heads back to the kitchen, her hips swaying gently with each step. She knows that the scent of her milk in the stew will only make him more hungry, and more receptive to her touch. She serves up a generous portion for Charlie, making sure to give him an extra biscuit.\n\nAs they sit down at the dinner table, the TV's volume is turned down, and the room is filled with the delicious scent of the meal. Charlie's eyes are glued to the food, but they occasionally dart up to his grandmother's chest, where he can see her nipples poking through the fluffy robe. She notices his glances but doesn't say anything, just gives him a knowing smile.\n\n\"Grandma,\" he asks, his curiosity getting the better of him, \"why don't you have any clothes on under your robe?\"\n\nBethany looks up from her stew, a gentle smile playing on her lips. \"Well, Charlie,\" she says, setting down her spoon, \"you see, I'm a bit of an at-home nudist. It's just something I've always enjoyed. It feels natural and free to me.\"\n\nCharlie's eyes widened, his curiosity piqued. \"What's a nudist?\"\n\n\"A nudist is someone who likes to be without clothes when they're at home, like me,\" she explains, her voice calm and soothing. \"It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's just a way of being comfortable in your own skin.\"\n\nCharlie looks down at his own plate, his cheeks flushing a bit. \"But what if you get cold?\"\n\n\"Well between the heating and my fur, I'm rarely cold.\" She says gently, \"And me being a nudist is another way for me to feel close to Mother nature, and provokes a deeper understanding to who I am as a person\" she winks.\n\nCharlie nods, though he's still a bit confused. He's never heard of anyone being a nudist before, but he doesn't want to make his grandma feel weird. \"Okay, Grandma,\" he says, digging into his stew. Feeling like he's causing trouble cause it is her home he looks back up at her, \"If you want to be completely naked grandma don't let me stop you\"\n\nBethany's heart skips a beat at his words, but she keeps her cool exterior. \"Thank you, Charlie,\" she says, her voice a little shakier than she'd like. \"But let's not get ahead of ourselves. We'll stick to me just having my robe open for now.\" She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. She needs to play this carefully, not wanting to scare him off.\n\nHe looks up at her a little worried, \"Are you sure grandma? it is your house\"\n\n\"Yes, I'm sure,\" she says with a warm smile, placing her hand on his. \"But remember, this is a safe place for you to be, no matter what.\"\n\nThe rest of dinner passes without incident, both of them chatting about the simple things in life, like the cartoons he watched and the games he played at school. The tension between them is palpable, but it's not uncomfortable. It's more like a coil, tightening ever so slightly with each passing moment.\n\nAs they clear the table, Charlie's eyes catch sight of something strange. A single, glistening white droplet hangs from the tip of one of his grandmother's breasts. His eyes widen in surprise, and he stammers over his words, his cheeks flushing a deep red.\n\n\"Grandma,\" he says, his voice barely above a whisper, \"you've got... something there.\"\n\nBethany looks down, feigning surprise. \"Oh my,\" she says, her eyes widening as if she's just noticed the droplet of milk. She brings her hand up to her chest, her furry fingers brushing against the droplet. It clings to her skin for a moment before she lifts it to her mouth and licks it off, her tongue flicking out to catch it. The gesture is deliberately seductive, and she can feel the heat rising between them.\n\n\"It's just a little milk, sweetie,\" she explains, her voice low and soothing. \"You see, I used to be a wet nurse at the local hospital. It's a job where I'd help feed the babies when their mommies couldn't, or wouldn't. It's a very natural thing for us females, and sometimes, when I'm around someone special, it just happens.\" She winks at him, her tail swishing gently.\n\nCharlie's confusion turns to curiosity, and he can't help but stare at her chest. \"Can I... can I taste it?\" he asks, his voice small and tentative.\n\nBethany's heart races. This is it, the moment she's been waiting for. She nods, her smile growing even wider. \"Of course, darling,\" she says, \"But first let's get the table cleaned up then go and cuddle in Grandma's recliner.\"\n\nThey finish the dishes together, the air thick with anticipation. Each clink of the silverware and plate echoes through the kitchen, and every time Charlie's fur brushes against hers, it sends a wave of excitement through her. Once done, she takes his paw and leads him to the living room, her robe open enough to reveal her heavy, milk-laden breasts. They settle into the recliner, Charlie's eyes glued to the sight of his grandmother's bare chest.\n\n\"Here you go, sweetheart,\" she says, her voice husky with desire, as she guides his small paw to her nipple. His furry digits curl around the nub, and she watches with bated breath as he brings it to his mouth. He latches on tentatively at first, unsure of what to do. She gently strokes his head, encouraging him. \"That's it, just like a baby would,\" she whispers, her voice filled with a mix of affection and lust.\n\nThe sensation of his warm mouth on her nipple sends waves of pleasure through her body, and she feels her milk let down. She groans softly, her back arching slightly. Charlie's eyes widen as he tastes the sweet nectar, his own curiosity piqued. He starts to suckle in earnest, his little tail wagging in time with his mouth movements.\n\nJust as they were getting comfortable, the phone rings, the shrill sound piercing the quiet of the evening. Bethany's eyes widen in surprise, and she pulls away from Charlie with a gasp. She glances at the clock on the mantle, surprised to see that it's already 8 PM. \"That's your mother checking in,\" she says, her voice a little breathless. \"Let me go answer it, okay?\"\n\nCharlie nods, his cheeks still red from the intimate moment. He watches as she pads over to the phone, her robe swaying with each step. She picks up the receiver, her hand trembling slightly. \"Hello, Megan,\" she says, trying to keep her voice steady.\n\nMegan's voice is tinny and distant through the phone. \"Hi Mom, how's it going?\" she asks, the stress of the day evident in her tone.\n\nBethany takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself. \"It's going wonderful, dear,\" she says, her voice as sweet as honey. \"Charlie's been a perfect angel.\" She glances back at him, her eyes filled with a secret promise. \"We've just finished dinner, and he's about to get ready for bed.\"\n\nMegan sighs in relief. \"That's great, Mom. I miss you guys already.\"\n\n\"And we miss you too, honey,\" Bethany replies, her voice filled with genuine warmth. \"But we're going to have a fantastic time together, I promise.\"\n\nMegan's voice softens. \"Could I talk to him for a minute?\"\n\nBethany nods, her hand covering the mouthpiece. \"Your mom wants to say goodnight,\" she tells Charlie with a gentle smile.\n\nHe hops off the recliner, his tail wagging, and takes the phone from her. \"Hi, Mommy,\" he says, his voice a mix of innocence and excitement.\n\nMegan's voice is filled with relief as she hears her son's cheerful tone. \"Hi, buddy,\" she says, her voice cracking slightly. \"Did you have a good day?\"\n\n\"Yes, Mommy,\" Charlie says, his voice muffled by the phone. \"Grandma made the best cookies, and we had stew for dinner.\"\n\nMegan's heart swells with love and worry as she listens to her son's words. She can't help but wonder what's going on between him and her mother, but she forces herself to trust that everything will be okay. \"That sounds wonderful, sweetie,\" she says, trying to keep her voice light. \"Remember what we talked about, okay?\"\n\n\"I will, Mommy,\" Charlie says, his voice dropping to a whisper. \"I promise to be good for Grandma.\"\n\nMegan's eyes well up with tears as she hears the sincerity in her son's voice. She knows she's made the right decision leaving him with her mother, despite her concerns. \"I love you, Charlie,\" she says, her voice thick with emotion. \"I'll call you tomorrow, okay?\"\n\n\"I love you too, Mommy,\" Charlie says, his eyes never leaving his grandmother's chest. \"Night night.\"\n\nMegan sniffles. \"I love you, Charlie. Now hand the phone back to Grandma, okay?\"\n\nReluctantly, Charlie nods and extends the phone back to Bethany. He watches her as she takes it, her eyes never leaving his. \"Goodnight, Megan,\" she says, her voice still sweet and reassuring. \"We'll be just fine here.\"\n\nMegan takes a deep breath on the other end of the line. \"Mom, I just got an email from work. It looks like the trip might be extended by at least a year or so.\"\n\nBethany's eyes widen in shock, and she clutches the phone tightly. \"A year?\" she repeats, her voice cracking slightly. She glances at Charlie, who's still watching her with wide, innocent eyes.\n\nMegan nods, though her mother can't see her. \"I know it's a lot longer than we thought, but it's a huge opportunity for me, Mom. And I know you'll take good care of him.\"\n\nBethany forces a smile, trying to keep the conversation light. \"Of course, dear. We'll have so much fun together.\" She says and turns to Charlie, her heart racing. A year. A whole year of potential with her grandson, living under the same roof, sharing every moment. Her thoughts drift back to the sensation of his mouth on her nipple, and she feels her pussy throb.\n\n\"I'll make sure everything is sent over for Charlie's school so that way you are put down as a legal guardian for him in case anything happens,\" Megan says then sighs, \"And try not to spoil him too much, please for my sake.\"\n\nBethany's smile widens, \"Oh I won't, I promise,\" she says, her voice dripping with the sweetness of a lie. She knows that she's going to give this little cub the time of his life, especially with her own personal brand of love and care. \"Now go get some rest, you've had a long day.\"\n\nSkeptical but with no way to intervene at the moment, Megan relents, \"Good night Mom, I love you, and I'll call if there are any more updates in the morning\"\n\n\"Good night, darling,\" Bethany says, her voice filled with more emotion than she intended. She hangs up the phone and turns to Charlie, who's looking at her with a mix of excitement and confusion. \"Well, it looks like you're going to be staying with me for a whole year, sweetheart,\" she says, her tail wagging slightly.\n\nSurprised at this, Charlie jumps for joy as a 7-year-old would, his little body bouncing up and down. \"Really, Grandma?\" he squeaks, his eyes shining with excitement. \"That's so cool!\"\n\n\"Now, with no more interruptions, how about we cuddle back in the recliner again?\" Bethany suggests.\n\nCharlie nods eagerly, and they return to the warm embrace of the chair. This time, he doesn't hesitate. He moves closer to her, his little hands reaching for her breasts again. She can feel his excitement through the fabric of her robe, and her own anticipation builds.\n\nBethany opens her robe fully, revealing her ample breasts to her grandson. His eyes light up at the sight, and he latches onto one of her nipples with the enthusiasm of a hungry pup. She can't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure as he sucks greedily, his tiny hands kneading her flesh. The sensation is heavenly, and she knows she's going to have to be careful not to let things go too far.\n\nAs she rocks him gently, she can feel her milk flowing freely, his little body warm and comforting against hers. She strokes his fur, feeling the softness of his cheeks against her skin. The warmth of the room and the gentle rhythm of her rocking soon lull him into a deep sleep, his mouth still latched onto her. She watches him for a moment, his eyes fluttering closed and his breathing evening out. A sense of maternal love washes over her, mingling with her grandmotherly love, as well as the darker desires she's been trying to keep at bay.\n\nBut as she continues to rock him, her thoughts drift back to her past, to the times when she had been a wet nurse. The feel of a mouth on her breast had always been a turn-on for her, and she had enjoyed the occasional rendezvous with the fathers of the babies she had cared for. It had been so long since she had felt this connection, and it was surprising how natural it felt with Charlie. But she knows she must be careful, not wanting to push him too fast or too far.\n\nGently, she unlatches his mouth from her nipple and adjusts him so that he's lying on her chest, his head nestled between her breasts. She strokes his fur, feeling his steady breathing and the warmth of his body. The tension in her own body is palpable, her pussy aching for more. She tries to ignore it, focusing instead on the comfort of holding her grandson.\n\nAfter a bit, she gets up, trying not to wake him, and carries him to his bed. She tucks him in, her eyes lingering on his sleeping form. She can't help but admire the way the moonlight filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow on his fur and the outline of his cock, which is still partially erect from their earlier encounter. She fights the urge to touch him, knowing that it's not the right time.\n\nInstead, she kisses his forehead, her breath hot against his skin. \"Goodnight, my sweet boy,\" she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. She pulls the blankets up to his chin and turns to leave, her robe fluttering behind her.\n\nAs she walks back to the living room, her mind is racing with thoughts of what the year ahead could bring. She knows she'll have to tread carefully, not wanting to traumatize or overwhelm him. But the thought of the time they'll spend together, the secrets they'll share, the lessons she'll teach him, it's all too tempting.\n\nBethany takes a deep breath and begins to gather the remnants of their evening together. The half-eaten cookies on the coffee table, the scattered knitting yarn from the couch, and the pile of Charlie's favorite cartoon DVDs. Each item she picks up is a gentle reminder of the connection they've started to form. She straightens the cushions and fluffs the pillows, her movements precise and deliberate, a silent ballet of domesticity.\n\nHer thoughts drift to the upcoming year. The potential for them to grow closer, to share more than just cookies and cartoons. Her breasts still feel heavy with milk, a physical reminder of her fertility and the carnal desires that lay just beneath the surface. She knows she'll have to navigate these waters with caution, but the thought of it sends a thrill through her body.\n\nIn the quiet of the house, Bethany returns to the kitchen to clean up the dinner dishes. The warm water on her fur is soothing, and she finds herself lost in thought, her mind wandering to the taste of her own milk, wondering if it's as sweet to Charlie as it is to her. The scent of it still lingers in the air, a sweet, musky aroma that she can't get enough of.\n\nBut then she realizes that the scent isn't just from dinner. It's coming from her. She takes a deep breath, and her nose twitches. It's unmistakable. She's gone into heat again. It's a feeling she knows all too well, a mix of arousal and restlessness that comes with the biological need to mate. And of all the times for it to happen, it had to be now, with her grandson here, and her daughter so far away.\n\nBethany's cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. She quickly moves to the window, taking in the cool night air, trying to regain her composure. She knows she'll have to be extra careful now. Her pheromones will be in overdrive, and it's not just her own comfort she has to think about, but Charlie's as well.\n\nAfter putting the last dish away, she makes her way to her bedroom, her thoughts swirling with the scent of her arousal. She opens the door and steps into the cool sanctuary of her room, the darkness enveloping her like a lover's embrace. The moonlight streams in through the open curtains, casting an ethereal glow on the plush carpet beneath her paws. She takes a deep breath, her heart racing as she loosens the tie of her robe, letting it fall to the floor.\n\nAfter making sure the garment is hung up where it's supposed to be, she then makes her way to her en suite bathroom, one of the few things she's glad her late husband had made sure to get with the house, and starts the shower. While letting the water heat up, she opens one of her special drawers in the bathroom and pulls out one of her favorite toys, \"Hello Romeo, it's been a while. Ready to make Momma happy again?\" she asks the inanimate rubber penis, and secures it to one of the walls in her shower.\n\nAs the water reaches the perfect temperature, she steps in, letting the warmth wash over her fur and skin. She closes her eyes, feeling the tension in her body melt away. The scent of her heat is strong even here, but she's used to it. It's a part of her, and she knows it's only going to get stronger in the coming days.\n\nMaking sure that bother her and the fake cock are plenty lubricated she bends over, and pushes her hips back, impaling her needy pussy on the bright pink length. She moans at the feeling of fullness, her paws bracing herself against the wall as she starts to fuck herself with the toy. The water cascading down her back, mixing with her sweat and the slickness of her own juices. She can't help but think of Charlie's tiny cock, and how much she wishes it was him taking her from behind, filling her up with his seed.\n\nHer mind wanders to the moments they've shared today, and she can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for what's to come. She knows she'll have to be careful not to let her desires consume her, but the thought of exploring her attraction to him, of watching him grow and discover his own sexuality under her guidance, it's almost too tempting to resist.\n\nWith a deep sigh, she starts to work the toy in and out of herself, her paws gripping the wall tightly. The sensation is intense, and she knows she's close. She bites her lip, trying to keep the sounds of her pleasure to a minimum, not wanting to alert Charlie to what she's doing. But as the water runs down her back and her orgasm builds, she can't help but let out a soft whine of pleasure.\n\nThe toy hits all the right spots, and she feels her pussy clench around it. She pumps faster and faster, her hips moving in a frenzied rhythm. Her breath comes in gasps, and she can feel her climax approaching like a storm. Her eyes fly open as she feels it hit her, her body shaking with the force of it. She gasps, her paws slipping on the wet tiles as she cums hard, her pussy pulsing around the toy.\n\nThe water runs cold as she comes down from her high, her breathing ragged. She pulls the toy out with a wet pop and turns off the shower, her legs trembling. Stepping out, she grabs a towel and starts to dry herself off. She's lost in thought, her mind racing with all the possible scenarios that could unfold over the next year.\n\nAs she wraps the towel around her body, she hears the faint sound of little feet retreating down the hallway. Her ears perk up, and she freezes. She quickly dries off and tiptoes to the door, peering through the crack. She sees the shadow of a small tail disappear around the corner, and she knows it's Charlie.\n\nHer heart skips a beat. He must have heard her. She opens the door slowly, trying to compose herself. \"Charlie?\" she calls out softly, her voice a mix of concern and excitement. \"Is everything okay?\"\n\nThere's no response, but she can hear his faint breathing. She follows the sound, her bare paws padding silently down the hallway. The light from his room spills out into the corridor, casting a warm glow. She peeks in, and there he is, laying on his bed, his little pants down around his ankles. She looks him over as best as she can and then something catches her eye. Where she had assumed he had a normal little boy cock, was instead a cock that would look normal on an adult.If she had to guess it was at least five inches long, and about a half inch in thickness before his little puppy knot.\n\nHer mouth goes dry, and she has to bite back a gasp. She had always known he was a bit of an early bloomer, but she had no idea he was this developed. She watches him for a moment, his tiny paws wrapped around his shaft, stroking it with the enthusiasm of the innocent. Her own desires flare up again, and she has to remind herself to be careful.\n\nNot wanting to give herself away, she watches as he tries to masturbate himself to no avail. With an unconscious gesture of licking her lips, she slowly pushes the door open so as to not spook him. Once open enough, she pads over quietly, only to surprise him by wrapping her lips around his cock.\n\nThe sudden sensation makes Charlie jolt, his eyes flying open. \"Grandma?\" he whispers, his voice filled with confusion and surprise. But before he can say anything else, she starts to suck him off with the skill of a woman who's had more than her fair share of experience.\n\nHer mouth is warm and wet, and she takes him deep, her tongue swirling around his shaft. His little cock is already hard from his own clumsy efforts, and the sensation of her mouth on him sends shockwaves of pleasure through his body. He lies there, frozen, as she works her magic, her paws gently stroking his balls.\n\nOnce she's sure he's well lubricated, but ensuring he hasn't climaxed yet, Bethany crawls up onto the bed and straddles him with a lustful gaze in her eyes, \"Let grandma help you, baby, it will feel worlds better in here,\" she says as she reaches down to spread her nether lips, her feminine lubrication dripping down to his tip like a hungry mouth drooling over a tasty morsel.\n\nWithout waiting for his reply, she sinks down onto him, feeling his cock fill her up completely. She's surprised by how snug he fits, and the sensation sends a shiver down her spine. She starts to rock her hips gently, her paws planted firmly on his chest. Charlie's eyes widen, and he lets out a soft whine of pleasure, his little paws reaching up to cup her breasts.\n\nHis touch is innocent, but it sends sparks of arousal through her body. She leans forward, her fur brushing against his as she captures one of his wrists in her paw, guiding it to her throbbing clit. \"Here,\" she whispers, her voice husky with need. \"Show Grandma how much you like this.\"\n\nCharlie's eyes widen even further, but he doesn't resist. His little finger tentatively touches her, and she gasps at the sensation. He looks up at her, questioning, but she nods, her own paws now on his shoulders, urging him deeper. He starts to rub her in earnest, his movements awkward but earnest. She can feel her orgasm building again, and she starts to move faster, her hips grinding against him.\n\nAs the moments pass, her movements become more frantic as she rides her little grandson's big cock. \"Oh, honey, your.... you're so big, this.... this feels amazing to Grandma, how does it feel to you?\"\n\nCharlie's eyes are glossed over with a mix of pleasure and bewilderment, \"It feels good Grandma,\" he whispers, his voice filled with awe. He's never felt anything like this before, the warm, tight embrace of a woman's pussy around his cock, and the feeling of her wetness and warmth is intoxicating. He starts to thrust up into her, his little body responding instinctively to the sensation.\n\nBethany cries out in ecstasy as her climax finally hits, and she feels Charlie fire off not long after her, the feeling of his big cub cock flooding her eager and ever fertile pussy pushes her climax farther and over into a second as she drips her hips down a little too hard.\n\nThey lay there, panting and sweaty, with their hearts racing in the quiet aftermath of their passionate encounter. The room is filled with the scent of fur, sex, and love. Charlie's eyes are wide with wonder, as he stares up at his grandmother, who's looking down at him with a mix of affection and hunger.\n\nAs she leans over him, her two massive tits swing down into his face, and in the heat of the moment he can't help but latch on to one of her massive nipples. The force of his latch is not missed by Bethany as her body signals to let down her milk once more, flooding the poor boy's mouth with the sweetest cream she has given him yet.\n\nThe taste of her milk, mixed with the salty taste of her sweat and their combined juices, sends him into a frenzy of suckling, his little paws kneading her soft flesh as he tries to get more. She lets out a moan, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking him for all he's worth.\n\nAnd then she feels it, the throbbing, thick shape of his knot. In her lust filled haze she didn't think to keep it outside of her pussy so that the potential of her getting pregnant would be easily dealt with. But now, with the situation they were in, it was going to be a toss up between his early age, her advanced age, and how watery his ejaculate was, that will determine the likelihood of her getting pregnant.\n\nBethany's breath hitches as the knot swells, stretching her pussy in a way that's both painful and incredibly arousing. She's never felt so full, so alive, as she does in this moment with Charlie. She can't help but push down harder, taking it all, feeling his knot lock into place with a satisfying pop.\n\nTheir bodies are entwined, their hearts beating as one. She looks into his eyes, and she sees the curiosity and excitement, the beginnings of understanding of what they've just shared. Her tail thumps against the bed, and she knows she's going to have to explain it all to him, but not now. Now is for the afterglow.\n\nShe smiles as she watches him bury his face into one of her tits, enjoying her milk as they calm down for the night again, this time embraced in a way she had hoped to avoid for at least another couple days. She can feel his knot swelling, and she knows that once it's locked into place, they'll be stuck like this for a while. It's a bonding experience, one that she's had with many others in the past, but never with someone so young and so... related to her. And it sends a lust full thrill through her body.\n\nAs the minutes tick by, she starts to feel his cock soften, and his knot starts to shrink. She waits patiently, stroking his fur as he suckles, feeling her own body begin to relax. Once his cock is free, she gently lifts herself off him, and tucks him back into bed, pulling his pants up and tucking him in.\n\n\"We'll talk in the morning little man, for now sweet dreams.\" she says shutting off the light but making sure the door is cracked ever so slightly for the hall lamp to keep the shadows just at bay for his little mind. as she pads back down the hall to her room she moans in pleasure, feeling his release slowly drip out of her used pussy, loving the feeling of it inside her.\n\nThe next morning, the house is filled with the smell of pancakes and syrup. Charlie wakes up feeling strange, his dreams of the previous night leaving him with a warmth in his belly and a tingling in his cock. He quickly dresses and heads to the kitchen, hoping that Grandma is making his favorite breakfast.\n\nBethany, wearing only an apron, greets him with a knowing smile. She had barely slept, her mind racing with the implications of their encounter. The sight of him, his eyes still half-closed with sleep, his cheeks flushed, makes her heart flutter. She pours batter onto the sizzling griddle, the sound of it hitting the heat a comforting symphony in the quiet of the morning.\n\n\"Morning sleepy head, did you rest well?\" she asks, trying to ease into the chat about last night.\n\nCharlie nods, still groggy but with a smile that reaches his ears. \"Yeah, Grandma, I had the bestest dream. You were giving me milkies again.\"\n\n\"Oh I was, was I? Did I do anything else?\" she asks, trying to gauge his reactions.\n\nHe nods eagerly, \"You showed me something new, but it was really nice,\" he says, his cheeks coloring slightly. \"It felt like when you rub my back, but down there,\" he adds, pointing at his crotch.\n\nBlushing, she smiles softly at him and says \"Oh? Is that all I did?\"\n\n\"You also let me touch you, and it felt really good, Grandma,\" he says, his eyes lighting up with excitement.\n\n\"Hmm well I'm glad you had a nice dream dear,\" she says as she flips the fluffy pancake over in the pan, \"How many pancakes do you want?\" she says, trying to turn the conversation elsewhere for the moment.\n\n\"As many as you can make Grandma,\" he says as he climbs onto one of the stools at the breakfast bar, his little tail wagging back and forth.\n\nShe smirks and sets down a plate with a short stack of pancakes on it, \"Well then how about you start with these and then tell me if you want more\" she says as she also sets out different toppings for him to pick and choose to add, with there being fresh berries, chocolate chips, and even whipped cream.\n\nAs he dives into his breakfast with the gusto of a cub who hadn't eaten in days, she sits next to him, sipping her coffee, watching him with a mix of pride and arousal. She can't help but recall the feel of his tiny paws on her clit, the way he had instinctively known what to do even though he was so young. She then remembers she forgot to put some milk out for him and smiles deviously, grabbing a glass and slowly milking one of her tits into it.\n\n\"Here, have some fresh milk,\" she says, placing the glass in front of him, \"I know you liked it last night.\" she said, hoping he would think of their time in the recliner rather than in his bed.\n\nCharlie's eyes widen at the sight of the glass filled with white liquid. He sniffs it curiously before taking a sip, his taste buds remembering the sweetness from the night before. \"Mm, this is good,\" he murmurs, his eyes never leaving the glass as he gulps down the contents.\n\nFeeling her heart swell with the admiration she ruffles his hair a little bit \"Eat up champ, we have quite a bit to do today, since you should be heading back to school on monday\"\n\nHe nods his head, still smiling, and starts to pile on the toppings. He adds a bit of everything, even a dollop of whipped cream on top, because why not? He takes a big bite, his cheeks bulging as he chews, and swallows with a satisfied look on his face.\n\nWith the amusing display that he's putting on she can't help but laugh. She then goes to clean up the mess from the pancakes and hangs her apron up, \"So we gotta get you some school supplies as well as make sure your uniform is ready for the first day\" she says trailing off with her thoughts of the busy day.\n\n\"Okay, Grandma,\" Charlie says with a mouthful of food, his eyes lighting up at the mention of school. He swallows and takes another sip of the fresh milk, feeling the warmth spread through his body.\n\n\"We also have to make sure you have a decent supply of your favorite milk for your lunches as well, so will you help grandma pick out something later?\" she says not giving away what it would be just yet.\n\n\"Sure Grandma, that sounds like fun!\" He says with excitement, the idea of having something from home at school makes him happy.\n\n\"Well then I'm going to go get dressed, while I do, if you finish before I'm back make sure to clean up your plate and put it in the dishwasher for me,\" she says as she leaves the kitchen to head up to her room.\n\n\"Sure thing grandma,\" He calls after her, only to quickly shovel the rest of his pancakes in his mouth and do as she said, then quietly follow her up the stairs. He peaks through the cracked open door as she gets dressed, feeling his little manhood swell as he does.\n\nBethany, feeling his eyes on her, knows that she needs to have a talk with him, but also feels a thrill at the thought of him watching her. She takes her time, slipping on a loose-fitting sundress that barely covers her ample breasts and slips on a matching pair of panties, making sure she bends over just right for him to get a good look at her pussy and anus. She looks back at the door, knowing he's there, and smiles to herself.\n\n\"Alright, all dressed,\" she says, stepping out of the room. She sees Charlie's eyes widen as he quickly scurries away, trying to pretend he wasn't just spying on her. She calls him over, and they head out to the store together. As they drive along, her old Sedan looking better despite its years, makes the trip that much easier.\n\nOnce at the store, they grab a cart and start to meander through the aisles. She picks out the usual school supplies, but when they get to the snack section, she lingers. \"You know, I think I might just have a surprise for your lunchbox,\" she says with a knowing smile.\n\nCharlie's eyes light up, and he tries to guess what it could be. \"Is it gummy bears?\" he asks hopefully.\n\n\"Better than gummy bears, though you might find those in there sometimes.\" she says with a matronly chuckle.\n\n\"Really Grandma?\" he asks, his eyes wide with excitement.\n\n\"We'll see,\" she says petting his hair \"Cause you know, gummy bears only show themselves for the best behaved little boys\"\n\nHe nods eagerly, and they continue shopping. As they stroll through the aisles, Bethany can't help but feel a new connection with Charlie. The way he looks at her, the way he leans into her touch, it's all so different now. She feels a thrill of excitement, and a hint of fear at what she's started.\n\nShe soon leads them to the pharmacy aisle for a couple things, one she quickly puts into the cart without letting him see, and then they stop in front of the breastpumps. \"Mmmm what do you think sweety? should grandma get this one?\" she holds up one of the manual pumps that looks like it could hold quite a bit in its bottles, \"Or this one\" she asks holding up an electric one that says it has more than two pumps for furs who have extra breasts or udders.\n\n\"I think that one looks cooler Grandma,\" he says pointing at the electric one.\n\nShe nods and smiles \"It does look like it would help Granny empty her boobies pretty fast\" she says teasingly and then herds him past the toy aisle, hoping he doesn't act like every other 7 year old and run down into it.\n\nThey finish their shopping and head back home, the cart filled with supplies and a few extra goodies she knows he'll love. Once home, she starts to unpack the groceries, her mind racing with the memories of the night before. She can feel her heat cycle smoldering between her legs, and the scent of her arousal fills the kitchen.\n\nCharlie, ever curious, ask's, \"Grandma, can we play a game?\" His voice is innocent, but his eyes flicker towards her chest, remembering the taste of her milk.\n\n\"Let me get the groceries put away and get comfortable and then we'll see\" she says with a smile, making sure the bag with her breast pump and the extra thing she grabbed is set on the stairs ready to go up to her room.\n\nOnce everything is put away she pets his head, \"Go to the living room and watch some cartoons while Granny goes and gets comfortable ok?\"\n\nWith a nod he darts away, his little legs carrying him swiftly. She takes the opportunity to quickly go upstairs, making sure to grab the bag with her breast pump and pregnancy test in it. Once in her room, and so as to not let any little wandering distractions come in, she locks the door. When that is firmly locked she strips down to her bare fur once more and grabs the pregnancy tests, taking them into the bathroom with her. While she knows it's probably too early, she still wants that piece of mind on if she is or not.\n\nHer heart racing, she takes a deep breath and opens the box. The instructions are simple enough, pee on the stick and wait. She sits down on the toilet and takes care of her business, her mind racing with thoughts of what could happen. The future seems to hang in the balance as she sets the stick down and waits.\n\nThe minutes tick by, and she paces the floor, her tail swishing with every step. She can't help but think about the night before, the way he felt inside her, the taste of him, the way he looked at her. It was all so new, so exotic, and yet it felt so right.\n\nFinally, the timer goes off, and she picks up the stick with trembling paws. A single line. While she is relieved, she feels a small pang in her heart that had been the barest of hopes that he had done the deed.\n\n\"Negative,\" she whispers to herself, trying to ignore the slight twinge of disappointment. But she knows she can't let that control her actions. She needs to be smart, to be careful. She can't let her desires ruin the relationship she has with her grandson.\n\nAfter placing the test aside, she grabs the breast pump and the bottles from the bag, setting them up on the bathroom counter. She sits down on the edge of the tub and starts to pump her breasts, watching as the milk flows into the bottles. It's a strange feeling, knowing that her milk is going to be with her grandson out in public with no one the wiser. \"I'll have to let him know that he can't share this part of his lunch\" she says to herself.\n\nWith the bottles filled she quickly heads downstairs to the living room where Charlie is now engrossed in a cartoon about a young fox and his adventures in the forest. She takes a seat next to him, placing the bottles of milk on the coffee table.\n\n\"Okay honey, if you want your game, grandma is ready\" she says, patting her naked lap, she didn't even bother with a robe this time as she wanted him to know that he wasn't doing anything that made her uncomfortable with him being here.\n\nHe nods eagerly and scampers over to her, his cock already starting to stiffen as he recalls the events of the night before. She notices, but chooses to ignore it for now, focusing instead on the game. She pulls him into her lap and smiles, \"So what is this game you wanna play dear?\n\n\"It's a board game,\" he says, holding up a box with a picture of a castle on it. \"It's called 'Kingdom Builders'.\"\n\n\"Ah, sounds like fun,\" she says, taking the box from him and setting it down on the floor. She opens it up and starts to lay out the pieces, her eyes never leaving his. She's trying to gauge how much he remembers, how much he's thinking about their encounter.\n\nAs they play, she notices his furtive glances at her chest, the way his paws tremble when they touch her arm. She can feel the heat radiating from his little body, the scent of his arousal mixing with her own. She knows she needs to address the elephant in the room, but she's torn. Does she admit what happened, or does she let him come to her when he's ready?\n\nDeciding it best to let him make the first move for that part of their relationship, she continues to play the game with him, until she feels him nuzzle against her. \"Everything ok sweetie?\"\n\n\"Yeah, Grandma,\" he murmurs, his voice muffled against her soft fur, \"But I'm thirsty.\"\n\n\"Should we get you some juice?\" she asks, letting the question hang in the air a minute.\n\n\"No, I want milk,\" he says looking up at her with those big puppy eyes.\n\n\"Oh? and which milk do you want?\" she asks, trying to coax out what he really wants.\n\n\"The milk from your boobies,\" he says, his voice filled with a mix of innocence and hunger.\n\nShe chuckles and smiles \"Ok sweetie, then let's clean up the game and get situated\" she says as she goes to stand up, her body aching a little bit from having been on the floor for so long.\n\nThey put the game away and she leads him to the recliner again, her favorite spot for the two of them to snuggle up together. She sits down and pats her lap for him to come over. He eagerly hops up and snuggles in, his head resting on her chest, his eyes closing with contentment.\n\nShe smiles contently, and adjusts the chair so that they’re leaning back a ways and gets comfortable, turning on the tv for some background noise. She feels his warmth on her naked body then shifts him so he has easy access to her nipples.\n\n\"Alright then,\" she says, her voice a gentle purr, \"You know the drill.\"\n\nWithout hesitation, Charlie opens his eyes and lifts his head to her chest, his eyes locking onto her nipples. He latches onto one, his tongue flicking out to taste the fresh milk that's already starting to leak out. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through her body, and she can't help but moan softly.\n\nHe looks up at her, his eyes questioning, and she nods, \"It's okay, Charlie. You can have as much as you want.\"\n\nWith her permission, he eagerly suckles on her nipple, his eyes closing in pleasure. The feel of his warm mouth on her sensitive flesh sends shivers down her spine, and she can't help but let out a soft groan. She strokes his fur as he drinks, feeling her body respond to his innocent touch. Her pussy starts to throb with need, and she wonders if she'll be able to resist taking things further.\n\nAs the night drifts on, the two lost in their own little haven of warmth, and milk, Charlie's nose picks up on a peculiar musky smell, one he's only smelled a couple times from his mother before. Though he doesn't know exactly what it is, he loves the smell, especially now that the person it’s coming from is grandma.\n\n\"Grandma,\" he says, looking up at her with a questioning gaze, \"What's that wonderful smell? I've smelled it from mommy a couple times before, but she never told me what it was.\"\n\nBethany's cheeks flush at his question. She knows that scent all too well, the scent of her heat cycle starting to wane. She tries to play it cool, not wanting to scare him off, \"It's just something that happens to furries sometimes, like a special perfume we wear,\" she says, hoping he'll drop it. His own musky smell was starting to drift into her nostrils as well, making her heat peak even more.\n\n\"It smells like when mommy gets all snuggly and lovey with me,\" he says, his eyes still on her chest, his little cock growing harder with every second that passes.\n\nBethany tries to keep her voice steady, \"Mmhmm, something like that. Now, let's just focus on the TV, okay?\" she says, hoping to distract him.\n\nBut Charlie is insistent, his curiosity piqued. He shifts his weight, his cock pressing against her thigh. \"Can I help with that, Grandma?\" he asks, his voice filled with innocence and a touch of the same hunger he had for her milk.\n\nBethany's breath catches in her throat. She knows what he's asking, and she's torn between her desire for him and the fear of crossing an irreversible line. \"What do you mean, sweetie?\" she asks, her voice a bit shaky.\n\n\"I mean, can I make you feel as good as you make me feel?\" he says, his eyes now looking up at her, filled with a mix of curiosity and innocence. \"Like I did last night,\" he finally admits.\n\nHer heart skips a beat, and she looks down at him, trying to read his expression. \"Charlie, that's a very grown-up thing to ask, and it's something that we should only do when we're both sure it's right,\" she says, her voice soft and measured.\n\nHe nods, his eyes never leaving hers, \"I know, Grandma, but it felt so good last night. And you said we could do it again if it felt good.\"\n\nHer heart melts at his words, and she knows she can't resist him much longer. She takes a deep breath and says, \"Okay, but we have to be very careful. And if it ever feels bad, you have to tell me, okay?\"\n\nHe nods eagerly, his eyes sparkling with excitement. She shifts him so that he's straddling her, his little cock poking her stomach. She reaches down and gently takes it in her hand, stroking it lightly. He gasps and his hips buck, and she can feel the warmth spreading through her own body. She guides him to her mouth, and he watches in amazement as she takes him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft.\n\nThe taste of him is intoxicating, and she can't help but suck harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she takes him deeper. His little hands start to explore her body, first tentatively touching her belly, then moving up to cup her breasts. She feels his fingers trace the path of milk that leads to her nipples, and she moans around his cock.\n\nEncouraged by her response, he starts to move his hips, pushing into her mouth. She tries to keep up, but it's clear he's not going to last long. His breathing gets heavier, and she can feel his knot starting to swell. She gently squeezes his shaft, and he cries out, his orgasm washing over him in a wave of pleasure. She swallows his cum, the taste surprisingly sweet and satisfying.\n\nAs he cums, she feels a strange sensation in her own body. It's not just the physical pleasure, but a deeper emotional connection that's forming between them. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with love and concern. \"Are you okay, Charlie?\" she asks, wiping a bit of cum from the corner of her mouth.\n\nHe nods, his eyes still glazed over with pleasure. \"Grandma, that was amazing,\" he says, his voice filled with wonder. She smiles and leans in to kiss him on the forehead, her hand still gently stroking his softening cock. \"I'm glad you liked it,\" she whispers. She moves them around again and brings him in for a loving kiss.\n\nAs they kiss, she feels his cock start to stiffen again, and she can't help but feel a thrill run through her. She pulls back and looks at him, \"You're a naughty little cub, aren't you?\" she says with a playful smile.\n\n\"Only with you, Grandma,\" he says, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Her heart swells with love at this response and she nuzzles into his cheek, \"Why don't I show you how big boys are supposed to kiss their lovers.\" she suggests, as she helps him get comfortable, wrapping her titanic tits around his little body.\n\nHe looks at her with wide eyes, \"You mean like what daddy did to mommy?\"\n\n\"In a way, yes,\" she whispers, her heart racing. \"All of that and more baby, first let's start by kissing how we normally do.\" She says while puckering her lips to him.\n\nTheir kiss starts off gentle, but quickly escalates into something more passionate. His little tongue darts out to meet hers, and she feels her body respond. Her pussy is slick with arousal, and she can't help but rock her hips against the chair. \"Mmmm what a handsome quick learner you are, honey, now what would you like to try next?\"\n\nHe looks up at her with a glint in his eye, \"Can I kiss you down there, Grandma?\"\n\nBlushing hard at this one, despite her already having taken his virginity, she nodded \"You can, but if you do you have to promise me you wont tell anyone.\" She says \"Not your friends, not your teachers, and especially not your Mommy, ok?\"\n\nHe nods eagerly, \"I promise Grandma, I'll keep it our little secret,\" he says, leaning into her, his cock hardening more and more with every second.\n\n\"Good,\" she says then pushes the chair back into its upright position, \"Let's go to grandma's room and get more comfortable for this part\"\n\nThey get up and she takes his hand, leading him through the hallway. She can feel his excitement as they walk, his little paw shaking in her grasp. Once in her room, she locks the door again and sits on the bed, patting the spot next to her. \"Come here,\" she says, her voice thick with lust.\n\nHe climbs onto the bed, and she lays back, spreading her legs for him. He looks down at her pussy, his eyes wide with curiosity. \"It's okay, Charlie,\" she says, stroking his fur, \"You can kiss it if you want. And if you're curious about anything just ask, and I will try to explain it.\"\n\nHe nods, and leans in tentatively, his tongue flicking out to taste her. She gasps as he touches her clit, sending a bolt of pleasure through her body. He looks up at her, his eyes questioning, and she nods encouragingly. He starts to lick in earnest, his tongue moving in small circles, his enthusiasm making up for his lack of experience.\n\nBethany's eyes roll back in her head as she feels the pressure building. \"Oh, Charlie,\" she moans, her hips bucking slightly. \"You're doing so good, baby.\" She threads her fingers through his fur, guiding him, showing him how she likes it, her dark doggy spade opening wide to show him her deep pink insides. When his little nose pressed up against her he gets a strong inhale of her heat infused musk that serves to make him all the more receptive.\n\nHis tongue dives in, lapping at her pussy with all the enthusiasm of a hungry puppy. She can feel him getting more comfortable, more confident with each pass, his little nose nuzzling her folds, his tongue delving into her wetness. Her breath catches in her throat as he hits just the right spot, and she can't help but let out a soft yelp of pleasure.\n\nHis ears perk up at the sound, and he looks up at her, a proud grin on his face. \"Am I doing good, Grandma?\"\n\n\"Oh, baby, you're doing so good,\" she pants, her hips rocking slightly as she guides his head back down to her pussy. She feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with need. \"Push your little fingers into grandma, and rub against the top of her hole baby,\" she says, trying to guide him to her special spot.\n\nHe nods and does as she says, his small paws working their way into her slick folds. He's a bit clumsy at first, but she can feel him getting the hang of it. His tongue continues to work her clit, and she knows it's only a matter of time before she cums. \"Keep going,\" she moans, her voice a mix of pleasure and urgency.\n\nHis little fingers curl up inside her, finding that special spot, and she gasps as he starts to rub it in a way that feels incredible. Her orgasm builds, and she tightens her grip on his fur, her body arching off the bed. \"I'm gonna cum, Charlie,\" she warns him, her voice breathless.\n\nHe looks up at her with wide eyes, his tongue still working her clit, and nods, eager to make her feel good. She feels his knuckles brush against her g-spot, and she can't hold back anymore. Her body convulses as she cums, her pussy spasming around his fingers. He watches in amazement as she rides the waves of pleasure, his tongue still lapping at her sensitive flesh.\n\nThe feelings of his play push her so far that she actually squirts on him as well, something she hasn't been able to achieve in over a decade. Her feminine ejaculate hits poor little Charlie right in the face, though she is unaware of it.\n\nAs she comes down from her high, she looks down at him, his face still buried in her pussy, and she can't help but feel a strange mix of love and hunger for him. \"That's my good boy,\" she praises, her voice still thick with lust.\n\nCharlie looks up at her in surprise, \"Grandma you peed on me\" he says a little hurt but still enthused by what he had made her do.\n\n\"Oh no baby, that's not pee, that's something special that happens to girls sometimes,\" she says with a gentle laugh, her paws wiping the fluid from his face. \"It's like a little gift to say thank you for making me feel so good.\"\n\nHe looks at her with confusion, but the way she's smiling reassures him. He licks his lips, tasting something new and slightly salty. \"It's okay, Grandma,\" he says, still a little bewildered but not upset.\n\n\"Now tell me my loving little man, what would you like to try next? Or should we go make dinner?\" she says with a hint of lust in her voice.\n\n\"Can we do something else, Grandma?\" he asks, his voice full of excitement.\n\n\"Of course baby,\" she says with a smile \"What are you wanting to do?\"\n\n\"Can we play the game again?\" he asks, referring to their intimate encounter.\n\n\"Kingdom builders?\" she asks teasingly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. \"Or do you mean the other game we played earlier?\"\n\nHe nods, his face flushing a soft pink, \"The other game, Grandma.\"\n\n\"You want to have your little soldier explore Grandma's warm wet cave?\" she asks with a moan watching his expressions carefully.\n\nHe nods eagerly, his cock fully hard again at the thought. \"I want to make you feel good again,\" he says, his voice earnest.\n\n\"Mmmm then let Grandma get you ready, reach into her bedside table and bring out the clear bottle with the pink pump lid\" she says, directing him to one of the tables beside her bed.\n\nHe does as he's told, his little paws fumbling with the drawer before he finds what she's looking for. He brings it over to her, and she takes it with a knowing smile. \"This is called lube, or lubrication, it helps make sure we don't get hurt while playing the game,\" she says, spreading a liberal amount on her hands only to grip his cubhood, letting her slick hands glide across his hard throbbing shaft. She then takes more and starts to finger herself, even though she's still slick from his oral treatment, it's not a bad idea to make sure there's plenty.\n\n\"Okay,\" he says, watching her intently, his cock bobbing with every beat of his racing heart.\n\nShe works his shaft a bit more, making sure that he's ready, then lifts her legs up for him, \"Okay baby, you know how grandma rode you last night?\"\n\nHe nods eagerly, \"Yeah,\" he says, his tail wagging.\n\n\"I want you to do the same now, only this time you'll be moving your own hips into grandma's plush pussy ok?\" she says, wrapping each of her hands around one of her extra thick thighs to help hold her steady.\n\nHe nods eagerly, his little cock practically bobbing with excitement. He leans in and kisses her, his tongue pushing past her lips, exploring her mouth with surprising enthusiasm. She kisses him back, feeling his hands wander down her body until they rest on her hips, his little claws digging in slightly.\n\n\"Mmm, go on little man, let your soldier explore Grandma's cave, he has a lot to see\" she says playfully, the lust between them already palpable to the point of bursting.\n\nWith a nod, he positions his cock at her entrance, feeling her slickness coat him as he presses in. She's tight, much tighter than she was the night before, but he's smaller now, having lost his knot. With gentle strokes, he works himself in and out, her moans of pleasure egging him on.\n\n\"Mmm that's it honey, let your instincts take over and follow how they lead you\" she says as she lets her thighs go to wrap around his little body.\n\nHe starts to move his hips, pushing into her with more confidence now. She guides him, showing him the rhythm she likes, her own hips rising to meet him. The feeling of him inside her is exquisite, his youthful energy and innocence only adding to the taboo allure.\n\n\"Oh.... ffffuck baby that it\" she says not caring that she's cursing now, \"Show grandma just how big of a boy you've become honey, mmmm fuck grandma's slick cunt\"\n\nHer words spur him on, and he starts to thrust harder, his little cock sliding in and out of her with ease now. She feels her orgasm building again, her paws reaching down to squeeze her breasts, her nipples tightening with every stroke. \"Yes, yes,\" she moans, her hips bucking up to meet his, \"Just like that, baby.\"\n\nHer heat forgotten for the moment she gets deep into it until she feels his knot bumping against her entrance, \"Mmmm that's it baby.... knot grandma..... give her your young seed\" she says as she feels the pressure build and her body prepares for the inevitable.\n\nHe looks up at her, his eyes wide, \"Is it okay, Grandma?\" he asks, his voice strained with effort.\n\n\"Yes baby, give it to grandma, tie her like you did last night, you wonderful naughty boy,\" she says, her words dripping with lust and need for his seed.\n\nWith a whine, Charlie nods, and she feels his knot swell at the base of his cock, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body. She tightens her legs around him, pulling him closer, her paws playing with his ears as he pushes into her. The knot pops into place with a soft, wet sound, and she gasps as she feels the pressure of his knot expanding inside her.\n\n\"Mmm fuck yes.... keep going baby, were almost there, let your soldier fire his gun into grandma's cavern\" she says, lust and her heat clouding her judgment once more.\n\nHe nods, his hips moving faster now, his knot pulsing with every thrust. She can feel his cock thickening even more, and she knows he's close. \"Cum for me, baby,\" she moans, her voice a mix of lust and love. \"Give me your warm boy milk.\"\n\nWith a final push, he cums, his knot swelling even larger, locking them together. He looks down at her with a mix of fear and excitement in his eyes, his body trembling as he releases his seed into her. She moans around him, her own orgasm crashing over her like a wave, her pussy clenching around his knot. They stay like that for a few moments, their bodies joined as one, their hearts racing in time with each other's.\n\nAs the pleasure subsides, she pulls him down into a warm embrace, her fur sticky with their combined juices. \"That was amazing, Charlie,\" she whispers into his ear, her breath hot against his neck. He nuzzles into her, his cock still buried deep inside her, his knot keeping him in place.\n\n\"How does your little soldier feel, baby?\" she asks, still with plenty of concern for her young grandson.\n\nHe giggles and nuzzles into her, \"It feels all tingly and happy,\" he says, his voice muffled against her neck.\n\nRelieved she sighs and giggles with him, \"Good, grandma couldn't live with herself if she had hurt her little man.\"\n\nHe nods his head, \"But it felt so good, Grandma,\" he says, his voice filled with wonder and a hint of something else she couldn't quite place.\n\n\"I know, baby,\" she says, her paws stroking his back soothingly. \"It's a very special feeling, isn't it?\" She lets them ride their afterglow for a little longer, until she feels his knot deflate enough for it to pop out on its own. \"Mmm ok baby, let's go get cleaned up in grandma's shower and then go make dinner? What do you say? We can even have chicken nuggets and fries if you'd like.\"\n\nHe nods, his cock slipping out of her with a wet sound, leaving her feeling empty and oddly craving more of him already. She stands up and pulls him with her, heading into the bathroom. She turns on the shower, letting the warm water cascade down onto them. \"Let's get clean, baby,\" she says, her paws lathering soap onto his body, washing away the sweat and their shared fluids. She then gets a naughty idea, and lathers up some soap with her titanic tits, using them to give him a full body wash with a giggle.\n\nCharlie laughs and squeals, his eyes sparkling with joy as the soap bubbles tickle his skin. She takes her time, making sure to clean every inch of him, her paws lingering on his little cock, which starts to harden again under her touch. \"Grandma,\" he says, his voice a mix of pleasure and embarrassment, \"What are you doing?\"\n\n\"Mmm just making sure he's ok baby, does this hurt at all?\" she asks, looking him over with grandmotherly concern.\n\n\"N-no, it feels good Grandma,\" he stammers, his cheeks a darker shade of pink as he looks away shyly.\n\n\"Mmm feel like you have one more load in your little puppy nuts for grandma?\" she says seductively, wanting to make sure he gets the most pleasure out of this little interaction.\n\nHe nods, his eyes meeting hers with a mix of innocence and desire. She smiles, knowing that she's opening a door that can never truly be closed. They finish their shower, the warm water washing away any lingering tension or doubt, leaving only the sweet scent of their intimacy. With the water still warm, she leans down and takes his now sparkling clean cock into her plush lips, sucking him off once more.\n\nHer mouth is heavenly around him, her teeth never grazing him but always adding a hint of pressure as she bobs her head up and down. His little paws find their way to her breasts, kneading them gently as he feels his orgasm build once again. She moans around his cock, the vibrations sending him over the edge. He cums into her mouth, and she swallows every drop, licking him clean.\n\n\"Mmm thank you for the snack honey, it was delicious\" she says with a light giggle, and makes sure that he's cleaned up once more on his cock.\n\nThey step out of the shower, wrapping themselves in warm towels. She dries him off with gentle strokes, her eyes lingering on his body, which is still slightly shaking from his recent climax. \"Now, let's get to making that dinner, shall we?\" she says, her voice still husky with desire and hinting that he could also join her in staying naked.\n\nIn the kitchen, they both move around in a comfortable silence, the scent of their recent activities lingering faintly in the air. The sight of his grandma's bare, wet fur sends shivers of excitement through Charlie's body, and he can't help but steal glances at her heavy, lactating breasts and the patch of fur between her legs.\n\nSeeing his lingering gaze she smiles, heart swelling with love that she has for her little man. She is aroused by the fact that he loves her aging body and that she has been able to share this type of love with him. \"So what do you want for your nuggies? Just ketchup or would you rather have barbeque sauce or perhaps ranch dressing?\"\n\n\"Ketchup, please,\" he says, his voice still a little shaky. She nods and starts to prepare the dinner, her hips swaying as she moves around the kitchen. She grabs two plates and sets them on the counter, filling them with chicken nuggets and fries. She opens the fridge and pulls out a bottle of milk, setting it beside the plates. \"Don't you think we should save some for after dinner?\" she asks him with a wink.\n\nThe implication is clear, and his cock twitches in response. He nods, unable to hide his excitement at the thought of more intimate moments to come. They sit at the table, the warm glow of the kitchen lights casting a cozy ambiance over their naked forms. As they eat, they talk about their day, the conversation light and filled with laughter, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. But the tension between them is palpable, their eyes often meeting in silent acknowledgment of the secret they now share. Still she tries to make light conversation that is not about sex, by asking him about what he's most excited for with school just around the corner.\n\n\"What's your favorite subject, Charlie?\" she asks, taking a bite of a chicken nugget.\n\n\"I like art, Grandma,\" he says, his eyes lighting up. \"I like to draw and paint.\"\n\n\"Mmm, I always knew you had a creative streak,\" she says with a smile, taking a sip of her water. \"You know, I used to love art too when I was a young pup. Maybe you can show me some of your projects after dinner?\"\n\nHe nods eagerly, his mouth full of fries. \"I'd love to, Grandma.\"\n\nAs they finish their dinner, the anticipation in the air is thick. They clean up the kitchen together, their bodies brushing against each other every now and then, sending jolts of electricity through their fur. The promise of more to come is intoxicating, and even the mundane task of washing dishes feels charged with erotic potential.\n\n\"While I would love to have some more lovey dovey with you baby,\" she starts, trying to remain the responsible adult that she was supposed to be, \"It's getting close to your bedtime, so we won't have time for more naughty fun beyond you having a milky dessert from grandma's boobies.\"\n\nHis eyes light up, \"Can I really?\" he asks, hope and excitement bubbling in his voice.\n\nShe nods, \"But only grandma's milkies understand? After that it's bedtime, you have your first day of school tomorrow don't forget.\"\n\nHe nods, eager to have more of grandma's milk, his cheeks flushing at the thought of it. They both finish up the dishes and she takes his hand leading him to her bedroom. She sits on the edge of the bed, her breasts heavy and full, her nipples pointing straight out as if begging for his attention. \"Let's get up in bed and get comfortable, and then you can have grandma's milkies, ok?\"\n\nHe nods again, a bit shy but still very eager, climbing up onto the bed with her. She lays back and he snuggles into her, his fur sticking to hers. She takes his little hand and places it on her right breast, \"Go ahead baby, make grandma's milk come out\" she says in a whisper. He starts to rub her areola with his little thumb, and she moans at the feeling. He's still a bit clumsy but he's learning, her milk starts to leak out, a sweet scent filling the room.\n\n\"Mmm yes baby, just like that,\" she says, her voice thick with lust. She helps him, taking his little hand and guiding it to her left breast, showing him how to knead them both. His little claws catch her skin every now and then, making her gasp, but it's a good pain, one she's more than willing to endure for him.\n\nShe then shifts them so they're both laying down, propping her head up on one of her hands. She then guides him to one of her nipples, letting him figure out what to do from there as he gives a big yawn for a little cub.\n\nHe starts to suckle, his little mouth latching onto her nipple like a pro. She watches him with a mix of love and arousal, feeling her milk start to flow. It's a strange, but oddly natural sensation, watching her grandson feed from her like this. She can't help but wonder if this is what it felt like when she had nursed her own children or any of the babies at the hospital nursery.\n\nAs he drinks, she can feel his cock start to harden again, poking into her furry thigh. She strokes his back gently, her paws tracing little circles on his skin, encouraging him to keep going. The warmth of his mouth and the feel of his tongue against her sensitive skin sends waves of pleasure through her body, and she can't help but let out a soft moan.\n\nBut as time ticks on, his suckling gets less and less, signaling that he has fallen asleep on her nipple like the night before. This brings a smile to her lips as she gently loosens his latch and dims her bedside lamp. She then grabs her glasses and the book she had been reading prior to his stay and entertains herself until she too feels the pull of sleep and lays the items back on her bedside, and turns the light all the way off. Once settled next to her grandson, she drifts off, letting the lustful dreams take hold as she sleeps.\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Bethany rocked quietly in her old recliner as she waited for her daughter and grandson to arrive. It was a cool autumn day and the trees were just starting to change their color. Being a Samoyed breed as she was, she preferred to be in the nude, thanks to both her thick white fur, and the extra pounds she had put on with her age. Though she was 76 she still thought of her as a fairly attractive woman. She was currently wearing a pair of jeans and a light sweater to cover herself, since she didn't want to make Megan and Charlie uncomfortable when they first arrived.

Crunching down the dirt road, a bright yellow taxi rolls up her driveway. Once it reaches the front of the house, out pops a happy little 7 year old Husky mix. His name is Charlie and this was his first time staying with his grandma for longer than a weekend. From the other side stepped Megan, also a Samoyed morph, though she wasn't as heavy set as her mother was. "Now Charlie I wanna remind you to be on your best behavior for your Grandmother." She admonishes as she helps him get his things from the trunk.

Bethany rises from her chair and heads to the door to greet them. As she opens it, a warm smile crosses her face. "Welcome home, my dears." She says, embracing them both in a tight hug. The smell of fresh baked cookies wafts from the kitchen, a welcome home treat for her family. She takes Charlie's hand and leads them inside.

Megan sets down Charlie's small suitcase and looks into her mother's eyes. "Thank you so much for this, mom. This job opportunity is huge for me. The company has me flying out of the country for at least the next couple months for this." She says, her voice a mix of excitement and concern.

Bethany nods warmly, her furry hand resting on Megan's shoulder. "You don't have to thank me, sweetheart. I'm more than happy to have Charlie here. Plus, it's been ages since I've had someone to take care of full-time." She winks playfully, her tail wagging slightly.

Megan crouches down to Charlie's level and opens her arms. "Come here, buddy," she says, gesturing for a hug. He eagerly runs into her embrace, his little tail wagging in excitement. "Remember what I told you on the way here?" she whispers into his ear.

"Be good for Grandma," he mumbles into her fur, his paws tightening around her neck. She smiles and nods, her eyes glistening with a mix of pride and apprehension.

Bethany watches her daughter and grandson share a moment, feeling a strange warmth in her chest. Megan had always been a good mother, and she knew that leaving Charlie with her would be a weight off her shoulders. As they pull away from the embrace, Megan stands, her eyes locking with her mother's. "I'll call every day, I promise," she says, trying to sound more confident than she feels.

"Oh no need for that dear, just call us when you land so we know you're safe" Bethany chides as she hugs her daughter once more "I promise, Charlie and I are going to have a great time don't worry."

The taxi driver, a middle-aged wolf morph with a gruff demeanor, honks the horn impatiently from the driveway. The sound pierces the serene quiet of the rural setting, causing both Megan and Charlie to jump slightly. Megan pulls away from her mother, wipes a tear from her eye, and gives Charlie one final kiss on the forehead. "I love you, buddy," she says, her voice thick with emotion. "You take care of Grandma, okay?"

Charlie nods solemnly, his eyes wide with understanding. "I will, Mommy," he promises, his small paws clutching at the hem of her sweater.

Megan smiles and gives her mother a look that says more than words ever could. She knows her mother's nature, and though she's not thrilled with the idea of leaving Charlie in such a... unique environment, she also knows that her mother is capable of taking care of him. She takes a deep breath and heads out the door, her tail swishing sadly as she does.

Bethany watches her daughter go, her smile never wavering. As soon as the taxi is out of sight, she turns to Charlie, who is still clutching his favorite stuffed animal, Mr. Whiskers. "Why don't you come with me to the kitchen, Charlie?" she says, her voice warm and inviting. "I made some fresh chocolate chip cookies just for you."

The mention of cookies is like a magic word for the little cub, and his ears perk up instantly. He drops his luggage and follows her eagerly, his tail wagging in anticipation. The kitchen is a cozy room filled with the scent of baked goods and the warmth of the oven. The kitchen counter is lined with plates of cookies, still warm to the touch, and a glass of milk is set out next to a single plate with three cookies on it, waiting for Charlie.

As Charlie sits on one of the stools, his eyes light up like Christmas lights. He grabs one of the cookies and takes a bite, the sweetness and warmth flooding his mouth. "Mmm, Grandma, these are the best cookies ever!" he exclaims with a mouthful of crumbs. Bethany chuckles, watching him with a sparkle in her eye. She knows that the sugary treat is a perfect way to start their bonding experience.

"Why don't you go ahead and finish those, sweetie?" she suggests, patting his head gently. "I'll go get your things settled in your room." With a nod, she picks up his small suitcase and heads down the hallway, her voluminous hips swaying with each step. Charlie's eyes follow her, but he quickly returns his attention to the cookies, savoring every bite.

As Bethany climbs the stairs, her mind is racing with thoughts of how she's going to handle this situation. She's always had a certain attraction to little boys, especially those in the early stages of their development. But this was her grandson, and she didn't want to cross any lines. Or did she? She knew that her daughter was aware of her preferences, but she also knew that Megan had faith in her. With a sigh, she decides to let things progress naturally and not force anything.

Once upstairs, she opens the door to the guest room and sets Charlie's suitcase on the bed. She quickly checks the bed for any stray fur or dust bunnies, making sure it's perfectly clean for her precious grandson. As she does so, she can't help but feel a sense of excitement building within her. She heads to her own room and opens her closet, her eyes scanning the various garments. Finally, she selects a soft, fluffy robe that hangs loosely around her body, but still manages to cling to her curves in all the right places. She slips out of her sweater and jeans, letting her thick white fur cover her nakedness. She takes a moment to appreciate her still-full breasts in the mirror, noticing that they're a little more sensitive than usual. She must be coming into heat again. She's even glad she kept up with her routine of trimming her nether bush as it's already starting to get a little puffy. She slips the robe around her shoulders and lightly ties the sash so it stays closed for now.

Returning to the kitchen, she finds Charlie sitting at the table, a trail of crumbs leading from the cookie plate to his mouth. He's already finished the milk and is eyeing the plate of cookies hungrily. "Looks like you enjoyed those," she says, her voice light and teasing. "Why don't you go watch some cartoons while I clean up and get dinner started?"

Charlie hops off the stool and runs to the living room, his tail wagging happily. The TV is already set to his favorite cartoon channel, and he plops down on the plush couch, his eyes glued to the screen. Bethany takes this moment to clean up the kitchen, her mind racing with thoughts of her grandson's visit. She's excited for this visit as it will give her and Charlie a bit more bonding time. While he's busy glued to the tv screen she sets up to get dinner started, a hearty stew with biscuits sounds about perfect for this time of year.

While the stew simmers on the stove, she takes a moment to admire the way the warm light from the kitchen reflects off her fur, giving her a gentle glow. She can't help but let her robe fall open slightly, revealing her plump breasts and the darkened areola that have started to swell with her approaching heat. It's been a while since she's had anyone to indulge in her desires, and the thought of sharing this special time with Charlie sends a shiver down her spine. She quickly shakes her head, trying to push the thought away. This is her grandson, after all.

But as she stirs the stew, she feels a bit rebellious. A naughty smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. Why not add a little something extra to the meal? It's not like it would hurt him, and it might even make him a little more... receptive to her advances. She opens her robe a bit more and aims one of her thick rubbery nipples at the pot. It's her secret ingredient, milk straight from the tap from a loving heart. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she massages her breast until she has sprayed a generous amount into the stew, watching as it mixes with the broth. The aroma intensifies, now carrying an underlying scent that's both comforting and tantalizing.

Her hand lingers on her chest, kneading her flesh as she considers her next move. She's always had a wild side, something she's kept hidden from her family. But with Megan gone, and Charlie being so young and innocent, she feels a thrill of excitement at the prospect of indulging in her desires without judgment. Her mind wanders to the times she's watched him from afar, noticing how he's grown since the last time she saw him. He's more of a young man now, and she can't help but wonder what he'd taste like. But she admonishes herself for now against it as she doesnt want to scare the little boy, she just hopes she can make it at least a night or two before tasting him.

With the stew bubbling away, she heads to the living room to check on Charlie. He's lost in the world of cartoons, oblivious to the perverse thoughts swirling in his grandmother's mind. She sits down next to him, her soft fur brushing against his body, sending a jolt of heat through her. She watches him for a moment, her eyes tracing the contours of his body, his little cock tenting his shorts slightly. She can see the beginnings of his own fur patch around his groin, and she can't help but feel a sense of pride. He's going to be a handsome young man, just like his father.

The thought of her son-in-law sends a twinge of sadness through her. They had had a few encounters in the past, but he had passed away before Charlie was born. She had hoped to pass on her love for the male form to her daughter, but Megan had always been a bit more... reserved. But now, with Charlie here, she had the perfect opportunity to teach him the ways of her world, including the joys of being a nudist. But for now she's just enjoying his company.

The stew finishes cooking and the biscuits come out of the oven, steaming hot. The aroma fills the house, and even the cartoons can't hold Charlie's attention anymore. He looks over at his grandma with a hopeful expression. "Can we eat now, Grandma?"

Bethany's smile widens. "Of course, sweetie. Dinner's ready." She stands up and heads back to the kitchen, her hips swaying gently with each step. She knows that the scent of her milk in the stew will only make him more hungry, and more receptive to her touch. She serves up a generous portion for Charlie, making sure to give him an extra biscuit.

As they sit down at the dinner table, the TV's volume is turned down, and the room is filled with the delicious scent of the meal. Charlie's eyes are glued to the food, but they occasionally dart up to his grandmother's chest, where he can see her nipples poking through the fluffy robe. She notices his glances but doesn't say anything, just gives him a knowing smile.

"Grandma," he asks, his curiosity getting the better of him, "why don't you have any clothes on under your robe?"

Bethany looks up from her stew, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "Well, Charlie," she says, setting down her spoon, "you see, I'm a bit of an at-home nudist. It's just something I've always enjoyed. It feels natural and free to me."

Charlie's eyes widened, his curiosity piqued. "What's a nudist?"

"A nudist is someone who likes to be without clothes when they're at home, like me," she explains, her voice calm and soothing. "It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's just a way of being comfortable in your own skin."

Charlie looks down at his own plate, his cheeks flushing a bit. "But what if you get cold?"

"Well between the heating and my fur, I'm rarely cold." She says gently, "And me being a nudist is another way for me to feel close to Mother nature, and provokes a deeper understanding to who I am as a person" she winks.

Charlie nods, though he's still a bit confused. He's never heard of anyone being a nudist before, but he doesn't want to make his grandma feel weird. "Okay, Grandma," he says, digging into his stew. Feeling like he's causing trouble cause it is her home he looks back up at her, "If you want to be completely naked grandma don't let me stop you"

Bethany's heart skips a beat at his words, but she keeps her cool exterior. "Thank you, Charlie," she says, her voice a little shakier than she'd like. "But let's not get ahead of ourselves. We'll stick to me just having my robe open for now." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. She needs to play this carefully, not wanting to scare him off.

He looks up at her a little worried, "Are you sure grandma? it is your house"

"Yes, I'm sure," she says with a warm smile, placing her hand on his. "But remember, this is a safe place for you to be, no matter what."

The rest of dinner passes without incident, both of them chatting about the simple things in life, like the cartoons he watched and the games he played at school. The tension between them is palpable, but it's not uncomfortable. It's more like a coil, tightening ever so slightly with each passing moment.

As they clear the table, Charlie's eyes catch sight of something strange. A single, glistening white droplet hangs from the tip of one of his grandmother's breasts. His eyes widen in surprise, and he stammers over his words, his cheeks flushing a deep red.

"Grandma," he says, his voice barely above a whisper, "you've got... something there."

Bethany looks down, feigning surprise. "Oh my," she says, her eyes widening as if she's just noticed the droplet of milk. She brings her hand up to her chest, her furry fingers brushing against the droplet. It clings to her skin for a moment before she lifts it to her mouth and licks it off, her tongue flicking out to catch it. The gesture is deliberately seductive, and she can feel the heat rising between them.

"It's just a little milk, sweetie," she explains, her voice low and soothing. "You see, I used to be a wet nurse at the local hospital. It's a job where I'd help feed the babies when their mommies couldn't, or wouldn't. It's a very natural thing for us females, and sometimes, when I'm around someone special, it just happens." She winks at him, her tail swishing gently.

Charlie's confusion turns to curiosity, and he can't help but stare at her chest. "Can I... can I taste it?" he asks, his voice small and tentative.

Bethany's heart races. This is it, the moment she's been waiting for. She nods, her smile growing even wider. "Of course, darling," she says, "But first let's get the table cleaned up then go and cuddle in Grandma's recliner."

They finish the dishes together, the air thick with anticipation. Each clink of the silverware and plate echoes through the kitchen, and every time Charlie's fur brushes against hers, it sends a wave of excitement through her. Once done, she takes his paw and leads him to the living room, her robe open enough to reveal her heavy, milk-laden breasts. They settle into the recliner, Charlie's eyes glued to the sight of his grandmother's bare chest.

"Here you go, sweetheart," she says, her voice husky with desire, as she guides his small paw to her nipple. His furry digits curl around the nub, and she watches with bated breath as he brings it to his mouth. He latches on tentatively at first, unsure of what to do. She gently strokes his head, encouraging him. "That's it, just like a baby would," she whispers, her voice filled with a mix of affection and lust.

The sensation of his warm mouth on her nipple sends waves of pleasure through her body, and she feels her milk let down. She groans softly, her back arching slightly. Charlie's eyes widen as he tastes the sweet nectar, his own curiosity piqued. He starts to suckle in earnest, his little tail wagging in time with his mouth movements.

Just as they were getting comfortable, the phone rings, the shrill sound piercing the quiet of the evening. Bethany's eyes widen in surprise, and she pulls away from Charlie with a gasp. She glances at the clock on the mantle, surprised to see that it's already 8 PM. "That's your mother checking in," she says, her voice a little breathless. "Let me go answer it, okay?"

Charlie nods, his cheeks still red from the intimate moment. He watches as she pads over to the phone, her robe swaying with each step. She picks up the receiver, her hand trembling slightly. "Hello, Megan," she says, trying to keep her voice steady.

Megan's voice is tinny and distant through the phone. "Hi Mom, how's it going?" she asks, the stress of the day evident in her tone.

Bethany takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "It's going wonderful, dear," she says, her voice as sweet as honey. "Charlie's been a perfect angel." She glances back at him, her eyes filled with a secret promise. "We've just finished dinner, and he's about to get ready for bed."

Megan sighs in relief. "That's great, Mom. I miss you guys already."

"And we miss you too, honey," Bethany replies, her voice filled with genuine warmth. "But we're going to have a fantastic time together, I promise."

Megan's voice softens. "Could I talk to him for a minute?"

Bethany nods, her hand covering the mouthpiece. "Your mom wants to say goodnight," she tells Charlie with a gentle smile.

He hops off the recliner, his tail wagging, and takes the phone from her. "Hi, Mommy," he says, his voice a mix of innocence and excitement.

Megan's voice is filled with relief as she hears her son's cheerful tone. "Hi, buddy," she says, her voice cracking slightly. "Did you have a good day?"

"Yes, Mommy," Charlie says, his voice muffled by the phone. "Grandma made the best cookies, and we had stew for dinner."

Megan's heart swells with love and worry as she listens to her son's words. She can't help but wonder what's going on between him and her mother, but she forces herself to trust that everything will be okay. "That sounds wonderful, sweetie," she says, trying to keep her voice light. "Remember what we talked about, okay?"

"I will, Mommy," Charlie says, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I promise to be good for Grandma."

Megan's eyes well up with tears as she hears the sincerity in her son's voice. She knows she's made the right decision leaving him with her mother, despite her concerns. "I love you, Charlie," she says, her voice thick with emotion. "I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"

"I love you too, Mommy," Charlie says, his eyes never leaving his grandmother's chest. "Night night."

Megan sniffles. "I love you, Charlie. Now hand the phone back to Grandma, okay?"

Reluctantly, Charlie nods and extends the phone back to Bethany. He watches her as she takes it, her eyes never leaving his. "Goodnight, Megan," she says, her voice still sweet and reassuring. "We'll be just fine here."

Megan takes a deep breath on the other end of the line. "Mom, I just got an email from work. It looks like the trip might be extended by at least a year or so."

Bethany's eyes widen in shock, and she clutches the phone tightly. "A year?" she repeats, her voice cracking slightly. She glances at Charlie, who's still watching her with wide, innocent eyes.

Megan nods, though her mother can't see her. "I know it's a lot longer than we thought, but it's a huge opportunity for me, Mom. And I know you'll take good care of him."

Bethany forces a smile, trying to keep the conversation light. "Of course, dear. We'll have so much fun together." She says and turns to Charlie, her heart racing. A year. A whole year of potential with her grandson, living under the same roof, sharing every moment. Her thoughts drift back to the sensation of his mouth on her nipple, and she feels her pussy throb.

"I'll make sure everything is sent over for Charlie's school so that way you are put down as a legal guardian for him in case anything happens," Megan says then sighs, "And try not to spoil him too much, please for my sake."

Bethany's smile widens, "Oh I won't, I promise," she says, her voice dripping with the sweetness of a lie. She knows that she's going to give this little cub the time of his life, especially with her own personal brand of love and care. "Now go get some rest, you've had a long day."

Skeptical but with no way to intervene at the moment, Megan relents, "Good night Mom, I love you, and I'll call if there are any more updates in the morning"

"Good night, darling," Bethany says, her voice filled with more emotion than she intended. She hangs up the phone and turns to Charlie, who's looking at her with a mix of excitement and confusion. "Well, it looks like you're going to be staying with me for a whole year, sweetheart," she says, her tail wagging slightly.

Surprised at this, Charlie jumps for joy as a 7-year-old would, his little body bouncing up and down. "Really, Grandma?" he squeaks, his eyes shining with excitement. "That's so cool!"

"Now, with no more interruptions, how about we cuddle back in the recliner again?"  Bethany suggests.

Charlie nods eagerly, and they return to the warm embrace of the chair. This time, he doesn't hesitate. He moves closer to her, his little hands reaching for her breasts again. She can feel his excitement through the fabric of her robe, and her own anticipation builds.

Bethany opens her robe fully, revealing her ample breasts to her grandson. His eyes light up at the sight, and he latches onto one of her nipples with the enthusiasm of a hungry pup. She can't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure as he sucks greedily, his tiny hands kneading her flesh. The sensation is heavenly, and she knows she's going to have to be careful not to let things go too far.

As she rocks him gently, she can feel her milk flowing freely, his little body warm and comforting against hers. She strokes his fur, feeling the softness of his cheeks against her skin. The warmth of the room and the gentle rhythm of her rocking soon lull him into a deep sleep, his mouth still latched onto her. She watches him for a moment, his eyes fluttering closed and his breathing evening out. A sense of maternal love washes over her, mingling with her grandmotherly love, as well as the darker desires she's been trying to keep at bay.

But as she continues to rock him, her thoughts drift back to her past, to the times when she had been a wet nurse. The feel of a mouth on her breast had always been a turn-on for her, and she had enjoyed the occasional rendezvous with the fathers of the babies she had cared for. It had been so long since she had felt this connection, and it was surprising how natural it felt with Charlie. But she knows she must be careful, not wanting to push him too fast or too far.

Gently, she unlatches his mouth from her nipple and adjusts him so that he's lying on her chest, his head nestled between her breasts. She strokes his fur, feeling his steady breathing and the warmth of his body. The tension in her own body is palpable, her pussy aching for more. She tries to ignore it, focusing instead on the comfort of holding her grandson.

After a bit, she gets up, trying not to wake him, and carries him to his bed. She tucks him in, her eyes lingering on his sleeping form. She can't help but admire the way the moonlight filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow on his fur and the outline of his cock, which is still partially erect from their earlier encounter. She fights the urge to touch him, knowing that it's not the right time.

Instead, she kisses his forehead, her breath hot against his skin. "Goodnight, my sweet boy," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. She pulls the blankets up to his chin and turns to leave, her robe fluttering behind her.

As she walks back to the living room, her mind is racing with thoughts of what the year ahead could bring. She knows she'll have to tread carefully, not wanting to traumatize or overwhelm him. But the thought of the time they'll spend together, the secrets they'll share, the lessons she'll teach him, it's all too tempting.

Bethany takes a deep breath and begins to gather the remnants of their evening together. The half-eaten cookies on the coffee table, the scattered knitting yarn from the couch, and the pile of Charlie's favorite cartoon DVDs. Each item she picks up is a gentle reminder of the connection they've started to form. She straightens the cushions and fluffs the pillows, her movements precise and deliberate, a silent ballet of domesticity.

Her thoughts drift to the upcoming year. The potential for them to grow closer, to share more than just cookies and cartoons. Her breasts still feel heavy with milk, a physical reminder of her fertility and the carnal desires that lay just beneath the surface. She knows she'll have to navigate these waters with caution, but the thought of it sends a thrill through her body.

In the quiet of the house, Bethany returns to the kitchen to clean up the dinner dishes. The warm water on her fur is soothing, and she finds herself lost in thought, her mind wandering to the taste of her own milk, wondering if it's as sweet to Charlie as it is to her. The scent of it still lingers in the air, a sweet, musky aroma that she can't get enough of.

But then she realizes that the scent isn't just from dinner. It's coming from her. She takes a deep breath, and her nose twitches. It's unmistakable. She's gone into heat again. It's a feeling she knows all too well, a mix of arousal and restlessness that comes with the biological need to mate. And of all the times for it to happen, it had to be now, with her grandson here, and her daughter so far away.

Bethany's cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. She quickly moves to the window, taking in the cool night air, trying to regain her composure. She knows she'll have to be extra careful now. Her pheromones will be in overdrive, and it's not just her own comfort she has to think about, but Charlie's as well.

After putting the last dish away, she makes her way to her bedroom, her thoughts swirling with the scent of her arousal. She opens the door and steps into the cool sanctuary of her room, the darkness enveloping her like a lover's embrace. The moonlight streams in through the open curtains, casting an ethereal glow on the plush carpet beneath her paws. She takes a deep breath, her heart racing as she loosens the tie of her robe, letting it fall to the floor.

After making sure the garment is hung up where it's supposed to be, she then makes her way to her en suite bathroom, one of the few things she's glad her late husband had made sure to get with the house, and starts the shower. While letting the water heat up, she opens one of her special drawers in the bathroom and pulls out one of her favorite toys, "Hello Romeo, it's been a while. Ready to make Momma happy again?" she asks the inanimate rubber penis, and secures it to one of the walls in her shower.

As the water reaches the perfect temperature, she steps in, letting the warmth wash over her fur and skin. She closes her eyes, feeling the tension in her body melt away. The scent of her heat is strong even here, but she's used to it. It's a part of her, and she knows it's only going to get stronger in the coming days.

Making sure that bother her and the fake cock are plenty lubricated she bends over, and pushes her hips back, impaling her needy pussy on the bright pink length. She moans at the feeling of fullness, her paws bracing herself against the wall as she starts to fuck herself with the toy. The water cascading down her back, mixing with her sweat and the slickness of her own juices. She can't help but think of Charlie's tiny cock, and how much she wishes it was him taking her from behind, filling her up with his seed.

Her mind wanders to the moments they've shared today, and she can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for what's to come. She knows she'll have to be careful not to let her desires consume her, but the thought of exploring her attraction to him, of watching him grow and discover his own sexuality under her guidance, it's almost too tempting to resist.

With a deep sigh, she starts to work the toy in and out of herself, her paws gripping the wall tightly. The sensation is intense, and she knows she's close. She bites her lip, trying to keep the sounds of her pleasure to a minimum, not wanting to alert Charlie to what she's doing. But as the water runs down her back and her orgasm builds, she can't help but let out a soft whine of pleasure.

The toy hits all the right spots, and she feels her pussy clench around it. She pumps faster and faster, her hips moving in a frenzied rhythm. Her breath comes in gasps, and she can feel her climax approaching like a storm. Her eyes fly open as she feels it hit her, her body shaking with the force of it. She gasps, her paws slipping on the wet tiles as she cums hard, her pussy pulsing around the toy.

The water runs cold as she comes down from her high, her breathing ragged. She pulls the toy out with a wet pop and turns off the shower, her legs trembling. Stepping out, she grabs a towel and starts to dry herself off. She's lost in thought, her mind racing with all the possible scenarios that could unfold over the next year.

As she wraps the towel around her body, she hears the faint sound of little feet retreating down the hallway. Her ears perk up, and she freezes. She quickly dries off and tiptoes to the door, peering through the crack. She sees the shadow of a small tail disappear around the corner, and she knows it's Charlie.

Her heart skips a beat. He must have heard her. She opens the door slowly, trying to compose herself. "Charlie?" she calls out softly, her voice a mix of concern and excitement. "Is everything okay?"

There's no response, but she can hear his faint breathing. She follows the sound, her bare paws padding silently down the hallway. The light from his room spills out into the corridor, casting a warm glow. She peeks in, and there he is, laying on his bed, his little pants down around his ankles. She looks him over as best as she can and then something catches her eye. Where she had assumed he had a normal little boy cock, was instead a cock that would look normal on an adult.If she had to guess it was at least five inches long, and about a half inch in thickness before his little puppy knot.

Her mouth goes dry, and she has to bite back a gasp. She had always known he was a bit of an early bloomer, but she had no idea he was this developed. She watches him for a moment, his tiny paws wrapped around his shaft, stroking it with the enthusiasm of the innocent. Her own desires flare up again, and she has to remind herself to be careful.

Not wanting to give herself away, she watches as he tries to masturbate himself to no avail. With an unconscious gesture of licking her lips, she slowly pushes the door open so as to not spook him. Once open enough, she pads over quietly, only to surprise him by wrapping her lips around his cock.

The sudden sensation makes Charlie jolt, his eyes flying open. "Grandma?" he whispers, his voice filled with confusion and surprise. But before he can say anything else, she starts to suck him off with the skill of a woman who's had more than her fair share of experience.

Her mouth is warm and wet, and she takes him deep, her tongue swirling around his shaft. His little cock is already hard from his own clumsy efforts, and the sensation of her mouth on him sends shockwaves of pleasure through his body. He lies there, frozen, as she works her magic, her paws gently stroking his balls.

Once she's sure he's well lubricated, but ensuring he hasn't climaxed yet, Bethany crawls up onto the bed and straddles him with a lustful gaze in her eyes, "Let grandma help you, baby, it will feel worlds better in here," she says as she reaches down to spread her nether lips, her feminine lubrication dripping down to his tip like a hungry mouth drooling over a tasty morsel.

Without waiting for his reply, she sinks down onto him, feeling his cock fill her up completely. She's surprised by how snug he fits, and the sensation sends a shiver down her spine. She starts to rock her hips gently, her paws planted firmly on his chest. Charlie's eyes widen, and he lets out a soft whine of pleasure, his little paws reaching up to cup her breasts.

His touch is innocent, but it sends sparks of arousal through her body. She leans forward, her fur brushing against his as she captures one of his wrists in her paw, guiding it to her throbbing clit. "Here," she whispers, her voice husky with need. "Show Grandma how much you like this."

Charlie's eyes widen even further, but he doesn't resist. His little finger tentatively touches her, and she gasps at the sensation. He looks up at her, questioning, but she nods, her own paws now on his shoulders, urging him deeper. He starts to rub her in earnest, his movements awkward but earnest. She can feel her orgasm building again, and she starts to move faster, her hips grinding against him.

As the moments pass, her movements become more frantic as she rides her little grandson's big cock. "Oh, honey, your.... you're so big, this.... this feels amazing to Grandma, how does it feel to you?"

Charlie's eyes are glossed over with a mix of pleasure and bewilderment, "It feels good Grandma," he whispers, his voice filled with awe. He's never felt anything like this before, the warm, tight embrace of a woman's pussy around his cock, and the feeling of her wetness and warmth is intoxicating. He starts to thrust up into her, his little body responding instinctively to the sensation.

Bethany cries out in ecstasy as her climax finally hits, and she feels Charlie fire off not long after her, the feeling of his big cub cock flooding her eager and ever fertile pussy pushes her climax farther and over into a second as she drips her hips down a little too hard.

They lay there, panting and sweaty, with their hearts racing in the quiet aftermath of their passionate encounter. The room is filled with the scent of fur, sex, and love. Charlie's eyes are wide with wonder, as he stares up at his grandmother, who's looking down at him with a mix of affection and hunger.

As she leans over him, her two massive tits swing down into his face, and in the heat of the moment he can't help but latch on to one of her massive nipples. The force of his latch is not missed by Bethany as her body signals to let down her milk once more, flooding the poor boy's mouth with the sweetest cream she has given him yet.

The taste of her milk, mixed with the salty taste of her sweat and their combined juices, sends him into a frenzy of suckling, his little paws kneading her soft flesh as he tries to get more. She lets out a moan, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking him for all he's worth.

And then she feels it, the throbbing, thick shape of his knot. In her lust filled haze she didn't think to keep it outside of her pussy so that the potential of her getting pregnant would be easily dealt with. But now, with the situation they were in, it was going to be a toss up between his early age, her advanced age, and how watery his ejaculate was, that will determine the likelihood of her getting pregnant.

Bethany's breath hitches as the knot swells, stretching her pussy in a way that's both painful and incredibly arousing. She's never felt so full, so alive, as she does in this moment with Charlie. She can't help but push down harder, taking it all, feeling his knot lock into place with a satisfying pop.

Their bodies are entwined, their hearts beating as one. She looks into his eyes, and she sees the curiosity and excitement, the beginnings of understanding of what they've just shared. Her tail thumps against the bed, and she knows she's going to have to explain it all to him, but not now. Now is for the afterglow.

She smiles as she watches him bury his face into one of her tits, enjoying her milk as they calm down for the night again, this time embraced in a way she had hoped to avoid for at least another couple days. She can feel his knot swelling, and she knows that once it's locked into place, they'll be stuck like this for a while. It's a bonding experience, one that she's had with many others in the past, but never with someone so young and so... related to her. And it sends a lust full thrill through her body.

As the minutes tick by, she starts to feel his cock soften, and his knot starts to shrink. She waits patiently, stroking his fur as he suckles, feeling her own body begin to relax. Once his cock is free, she gently lifts herself off him, and tucks him back into bed, pulling his pants up and tucking him in.

"We'll talk in the morning little man, for now sweet dreams." she says shutting off the light but making sure the door is cracked ever so slightly for the hall lamp to keep the shadows just at bay for his little mind. as she pads back down the hall to her room she moans in pleasure, feeling his release slowly drip out of her used pussy, loving the feeling of it inside her.

The next morning, the house is filled with the smell of pancakes and syrup. Charlie wakes up feeling strange, his dreams of the previous night leaving him with a warmth in his belly and a tingling in his cock. He quickly dresses and heads to the kitchen, hoping that Grandma is making his favorite breakfast.

Bethany, wearing only an apron, greets him with a knowing smile. She had barely slept, her mind racing with the implications of their encounter. The sight of him, his eyes still half-closed with sleep, his cheeks flushed, makes her heart flutter. She pours batter onto the sizzling griddle, the sound of it hitting the heat a comforting symphony in the quiet of the morning.

"Morning sleepy head, did you rest well?" she asks, trying to ease into the chat about last night.

Charlie nods, still groggy but with a smile that reaches his ears. "Yeah, Grandma, I had the bestest dream. You were giving me milkies again."

"Oh I was, was I? Did I do anything else?" she asks, trying to gauge his reactions.

He nods eagerly, "You showed me something new, but it was really nice," he says, his cheeks coloring slightly. "It felt like when you rub my back, but down there," he adds, pointing at his crotch.

Blushing, she smiles softly at him and says "Oh? Is that all I did?"

"You also let me touch you, and it felt really good, Grandma," he says, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Hmm well I'm glad you had a nice dream dear," she says as she flips the fluffy pancake over in the pan, "How many pancakes do you want?" she says, trying to turn the conversation elsewhere for the moment.

"As many as you can make Grandma," he says as he climbs onto one of the stools at the breakfast bar, his little tail wagging back and forth.

She smirks and sets down a plate with a short stack of pancakes on it, "Well then how about you start with these and then tell me if you want more" she says as she also sets out different toppings for him to pick and choose to add, with there being fresh berries, chocolate chips, and even whipped cream.

As he dives into his breakfast with the gusto of a cub who hadn't eaten in days, she sits next to him, sipping her coffee, watching him with a mix of pride and arousal. She can't help but recall the feel of his tiny paws on her clit, the way he had instinctively known what to do even though he was so young. She then remembers she forgot to put some milk out for him and smiles deviously, grabbing a glass and slowly milking one of her tits into it.

"Here, have some fresh milk," she says, placing the glass in front of him, "I know you liked it last night." she said, hoping he would think of their time in the recliner rather than in his bed.

Charlie's eyes widen at the sight of the glass filled with white liquid. He sniffs it curiously before taking a sip, his taste buds remembering the sweetness from the night before. "Mm, this is good," he murmurs, his eyes never leaving the glass as he gulps down the contents.

Feeling her heart swell with the admiration she ruffles his hair a little bit "Eat up champ, we have quite a bit to do today, since you should be heading back to school on monday"

He nods his head, still smiling, and starts to pile on the toppings. He adds a bit of everything, even a dollop of whipped cream on top, because why not? He takes a big bite, his cheeks bulging as he chews, and swallows with a satisfied look on his face.

With the amusing display that he's putting on she can't help but laugh. She then goes to clean up the mess from the pancakes and hangs her apron up, "So we gotta get you some school supplies as well as make sure your uniform is ready for the first day" she says trailing off with her thoughts of the busy day.

"Okay, Grandma," Charlie says with a mouthful of food, his eyes lighting up at the mention of school. He swallows and takes another sip of the fresh milk, feeling the warmth spread through his body.

"We also have to make sure you have a decent supply of your favorite milk for your lunches as well, so will you help grandma pick out something later?" she says not giving away what it would be just yet.

"Sure Grandma, that sounds like fun!" He says with excitement, the idea of having something from home at school makes him happy.

"Well then I'm going to go get dressed, while I do, if you finish before I'm back make sure to clean up your plate and put it in the dishwasher for me," she says as she leaves the kitchen to head up to her room.

"Sure thing grandma," He calls after her, only to quickly shovel the rest of his pancakes in his mouth and do as she said, then quietly follow her up the stairs. He peaks through the cracked open door as she gets dressed, feeling his little manhood swell as he does.

Bethany, feeling his eyes on her, knows that she needs to have a talk with him, but also feels a thrill at the thought of him watching her. She takes her time, slipping on a loose-fitting sundress that barely covers her ample breasts and slips on a matching pair of panties, making sure she bends over just right for him to get a good look at her pussy and anus. She looks back at the door, knowing he's there, and smiles to herself.

"Alright, all dressed," she says, stepping out of the room. She sees Charlie's eyes widen as he quickly scurries away, trying to pretend he wasn't just spying on her. She calls him over, and they head out to the store together. As they drive along, her old Sedan looking better despite its years, makes the trip that much easier.

Once at the store, they grab a cart and start to meander through the aisles. She picks out the usual school supplies, but when they get to the snack section, she lingers. "You know, I think I might just have a surprise for your lunchbox," she says with a knowing smile.

Charlie's eyes light up, and he tries to guess what it could be. "Is it gummy bears?" he asks hopefully.

"Better than gummy bears, though you might find those in there sometimes." she says with a matronly chuckle.

"Really Grandma?" he asks, his eyes wide with excitement.

"We'll see," she says petting his hair "Cause you know, gummy bears only show themselves for the best behaved little boys"

He nods eagerly, and they continue shopping. As they stroll through the aisles, Bethany can't help but feel a new connection with Charlie. The way he looks at her, the way he leans into her touch, it's all so different now. She feels a thrill of excitement, and a hint of fear at what she's started.

She soon leads them to the pharmacy aisle for a couple things, one she quickly puts into the cart without letting him see, and then they stop in front of the breastpumps. "Mmmm what do you think sweety? should grandma get this one?" she holds up one of the manual pumps that looks like it could hold quite a bit in its bottles, "Or this one" she asks holding up an electric one that says it has more than two pumps for furs who have extra breasts or udders.

"I think that one looks cooler Grandma," he says pointing at the electric one.

She nods and smiles "It does look like it would help Granny empty her boobies pretty fast" she says teasingly and then herds him past the toy aisle, hoping he doesn't act like every other 7 year old and run down into it.

They finish their shopping and head back home, the cart filled with supplies and a few extra goodies she knows he'll love. Once home, she starts to unpack the groceries, her mind racing with the memories of the night before. She can feel her heat cycle smoldering between her legs, and the scent of her arousal fills the kitchen.

Charlie, ever curious, ask's, "Grandma, can we play a game?" His voice is innocent, but his eyes flicker towards her chest, remembering the taste of her milk.

"Let me get the groceries put away and get comfortable and then we'll see" she says with a smile, making sure the bag with her breast pump and the extra thing she grabbed is set on the stairs ready to go up to her room.

Once everything is put away she pets his head, "Go to the living room and watch some cartoons while Granny goes and gets comfortable ok?"

With a nod he darts away, his little legs carrying him swiftly. She takes the opportunity to quickly go upstairs, making sure to grab the bag with her breast pump and pregnancy test in it. Once in her room, and so as to not let any little wandering distractions come in, she locks the door. When that is firmly locked she strips down to her bare fur once more and grabs the pregnancy tests, taking them into the bathroom with her. While she knows it's probably too early, she still wants that piece of mind on if she is or not.

Her heart racing, she takes a deep breath and opens the box. The instructions are simple enough, pee on the stick and wait. She sits down on the toilet and takes care of her business, her mind racing with thoughts of what could happen. The future seems to hang in the balance as she sets the stick down and waits.

The minutes tick by, and she paces the floor, her tail swishing with every step. She can't help but think about the night before, the way he felt inside her, the taste of him, the way he looked at her. It was all so new, so exotic, and yet it felt so right.

Finally, the timer goes off, and she picks up the stick with trembling paws. A single line. While she is relieved, she feels a small pang in her heart that had been the barest of hopes that he had done the deed.

"Negative," she whispers to herself, trying to ignore the slight twinge of disappointment. But she knows she can't let that control her actions. She needs to be smart, to be careful. She can't let her desires ruin the relationship she has with her grandson.

After placing the test aside, she grabs the breast pump and the bottles from the bag, setting them up on the bathroom counter. She sits down on the edge of the tub and starts to pump her breasts, watching as the milk flows into the bottles. It's a strange feeling, knowing that her milk is going to be with her grandson out in public with no one the wiser. "I'll have to let him know that he can't share this part of his lunch" she says to herself.

With the bottles filled she quickly heads downstairs to the living room where Charlie is now engrossed in a cartoon about a young fox and his adventures in the forest. She takes a seat next to him, placing the bottles of milk on the coffee table.

"Okay honey, if you want your game, grandma is ready" she says, patting her naked lap, she didn't even bother with a robe this time as she wanted him to know that he wasn't doing anything that made her uncomfortable with him being here.

He nods eagerly and scampers over to her, his cock already starting to stiffen as he recalls the events of the night before. She notices, but chooses to ignore it for now, focusing instead on the game. She pulls him into her lap and smiles, "So what is this game you wanna play dear?

"It's a board game," he says, holding up a box with a picture of a castle on it. "It's called 'Kingdom Builders'."

"Ah, sounds like fun," she says, taking the box from him and setting it down on the floor. She opens it up and starts to lay out the pieces, her eyes never leaving his. She's trying to gauge how much he remembers, how much he's thinking about their encounter.

As they play, she notices his furtive glances at her chest, the way his paws tremble when they touch her arm. She can feel the heat radiating from his little body, the scent of his arousal mixing with her own. She knows she needs to address the elephant in the room, but she's torn. Does she admit what happened, or does she let him come to her when he's ready?

Deciding it best to let him make the first move for that part of their relationship, she continues to play the game with him, until she feels him nuzzle against her. "Everything ok sweetie?"

"Yeah, Grandma," he murmurs, his voice muffled against her soft fur, "But I'm thirsty."

"Should we get you some juice?" she asks, letting the question hang in the air a minute.

"No, I want milk," he says looking up at her with those big puppy eyes.

"Oh? and which milk do you want?" she asks, trying to coax out what he really wants.

"The milk from your boobies," he says, his voice filled with a mix of innocence and hunger.

She chuckles and smiles "Ok sweetie, then let's clean up the game and get situated" she says as she goes to stand up, her body aching a little bit from having been on the floor for so long.

They put the game away and she leads him to the recliner again, her favorite spot for the two of them to snuggle up together. She sits down and pats her lap for him to come over. He eagerly hops up and snuggles in, his head resting on her chest, his eyes closing with contentment.

She smiles contently, and adjusts the chair so that they’re leaning back a ways and gets comfortable, turning on the tv for some background noise. She feels his warmth on her naked body then shifts him so he has easy access to her nipples.

"Alright then," she says, her voice a gentle purr, "You know the drill."

Without hesitation, Charlie opens his eyes and lifts his head to her chest, his eyes locking onto her nipples. He latches onto one, his tongue flicking out to taste the fresh milk that's already starting to leak out. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through her body, and she can't help but moan softly.

He looks up at her, his eyes questioning, and she nods, "It's okay, Charlie. You can have as much as you want."

With her permission, he eagerly suckles on her nipple, his eyes closing in pleasure. The feel of his warm mouth on her sensitive flesh sends shivers down her spine, and she can't help but let out a soft groan. She strokes his fur as he drinks, feeling her body respond to his innocent touch. Her pussy starts to throb with need, and she wonders if she'll be able to resist taking things further.

As the night drifts on, the two lost in their own little haven of warmth, and milk, Charlie's nose picks up on a peculiar musky smell, one he's only smelled a couple times from his mother before. Though he doesn't know exactly what it is, he loves the smell, especially now that the person it’s coming from is grandma.

"Grandma," he says, looking up at her with a questioning gaze, "What's that wonderful smell? I've smelled it from mommy a couple times before, but she never told me what it was."

Bethany's cheeks flush at his question. She knows that scent all too well, the scent of her heat cycle starting to wane. She tries to play it cool, not wanting to scare him off, "It's just something that happens to furries sometimes, like a special perfume we wear," she says, hoping he'll drop it. His own musky smell was starting to drift into her nostrils as well, making her heat peak even more.

"It smells like when mommy gets all snuggly and lovey with me," he says, his eyes still on her chest, his little cock growing harder with every second that passes.

Bethany tries to keep her voice steady, "Mmhmm, something like that. Now, let's just focus on the TV, okay?" she says, hoping to distract him.

But Charlie is insistent, his curiosity piqued. He shifts his weight, his cock pressing against her thigh. "Can I help with that, Grandma?" he asks, his voice filled with innocence and a touch of the same hunger he had for her milk.

Bethany's breath catches in her throat. She knows what he's asking, and she's torn between her desire for him and the fear of crossing an irreversible line. "What do you mean, sweetie?" she asks, her voice a bit shaky.

"I mean, can I make you feel as good as you make me feel?" he says, his eyes now looking up at her, filled with a mix of curiosity and innocence. "Like I did last night," he finally admits.

Her heart skips a beat, and she looks down at him, trying to read his expression. "Charlie, that's a very grown-up thing to ask, and it's something that we should only do when we're both sure it's right," she says, her voice soft and measured.

He nods, his eyes never leaving hers, "I know, Grandma, but it felt so good last night. And you said we could do it again if it felt good."

Her heart melts at his words, and she knows she can't resist him much longer. She takes a deep breath and says, "Okay, but we have to be very careful. And if it ever feels bad, you have to tell me, okay?"

He nods eagerly, his eyes sparkling with excitement. She shifts him so that he's straddling her, his little cock poking her stomach. She reaches down and gently takes it in her hand, stroking it lightly. He gasps and his hips buck, and she can feel the warmth spreading through her own body. She guides him to her mouth, and he watches in amazement as she takes him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft.

The taste of him is intoxicating, and she can't help but suck harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she takes him deeper. His little hands start to explore her body, first tentatively touching her belly, then moving up to cup her breasts. She feels his fingers trace the path of milk that leads to her nipples, and she moans around his cock.

Encouraged by her response, he starts to move his hips, pushing into her mouth. She tries to keep up, but it's clear he's not going to last long. His breathing gets heavier, and she can feel his knot starting to swell. She gently squeezes his shaft, and he cries out, his orgasm washing over him in a wave of pleasure. She swallows his cum, the taste surprisingly sweet and satisfying.

As he cums, she feels a strange sensation in her own body. It's not just the physical pleasure, but a deeper emotional connection that's forming between them. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with love and concern. "Are you okay, Charlie?" she asks, wiping a bit of cum from the corner of her mouth.

He nods, his eyes still glazed over with pleasure. "Grandma, that was amazing," he says, his voice filled with wonder. She smiles and leans in to kiss him on the forehead, her hand still gently stroking his softening cock. "I'm glad you liked it," she whispers. She moves them around again and brings him in for a loving kiss.

As they kiss, she feels his cock start to stiffen again, and she can't help but feel a thrill run through her. She pulls back and looks at him, "You're a naughty little cub, aren't you?" she says with a playful smile.

"Only with you, Grandma," he says, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Her heart swells with love at this response and she nuzzles into his cheek, "Why don't I show you how big boys are supposed to kiss their lovers." she suggests, as she helps him get comfortable, wrapping her titanic tits around his little body.

He looks at her with wide eyes, "You mean like what daddy did to mommy?"

"In a way, yes," she whispers, her heart racing. "All of that and more baby, first let's start by kissing how we normally do." She says while puckering her lips to him.

Their kiss starts off gentle, but quickly escalates into something more passionate. His little tongue darts out to meet hers, and she feels her body respond. Her pussy is slick with arousal, and she can't help but rock her hips against the chair. "Mmmm what a handsome quick learner you are, honey, now what would you like to try next?"

He looks up at her with a glint in his eye, "Can I kiss you down there, Grandma?"

Blushing hard at this one, despite her already having taken his virginity, she nodded "You can, but if you do you have to promise me you wont tell anyone." She says "Not your friends, not your teachers, and especially not your Mommy, ok?"

He nods eagerly, "I promise Grandma, I'll keep it our little secret," he says, leaning into her, his cock hardening more and more with every second.

"Good," she says then pushes the chair back into its upright position, "Let's go to grandma's room and get more comfortable for this part"

They get up and she takes his hand, leading him through the hallway. She can feel his excitement as they walk, his little paw shaking in her grasp. Once in her room, she locks the door again and sits on the bed, patting the spot next to her. "Come here," she says, her voice thick with lust.

He climbs onto the bed, and she lays back, spreading her legs for him. He looks down at her pussy, his eyes wide with curiosity. "It's okay, Charlie," she says, stroking his fur, "You can kiss it if you want. And if you're curious about anything just ask, and I will try to explain it."

He nods, and leans in tentatively, his tongue flicking out to taste her. She gasps as he touches her clit, sending a bolt of pleasure through her body. He looks up at her, his eyes questioning, and she nods encouragingly. He starts to lick in earnest, his tongue moving in small circles, his enthusiasm making up for his lack of experience.

Bethany's eyes roll back in her head as she feels the pressure building. "Oh, Charlie," she moans, her hips bucking slightly. "You're doing so good, baby." She threads her fingers through his fur, guiding him, showing him how she likes it, her dark doggy spade opening wide to show him her deep pink insides. When his little nose pressed up against her he gets a strong inhale of her heat infused musk that serves to make him all the more receptive.

His tongue dives in, lapping at her pussy with all the enthusiasm of a hungry puppy. She can feel him getting more comfortable, more confident with each pass, his little nose nuzzling her folds, his tongue delving into her wetness. Her breath catches in her throat as he hits just the right spot, and she can't help but let out a soft yelp of pleasure.

His ears perk up at the sound, and he looks up at her, a proud grin on his face. "Am I doing good, Grandma?"

"Oh, baby, you're doing so good," she pants, her hips rocking slightly as she guides his head back down to her pussy. She feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with need. "Push your little fingers into grandma, and rub against the top of her hole baby," she says, trying to guide him to her special spot.

He nods and does as she says, his small paws working their way into her slick folds. He's a bit clumsy at first, but she can feel him getting the hang of it. His tongue continues to work her clit, and she knows it's only a matter of time before she cums. "Keep going," she moans, her voice a mix of pleasure and urgency.

His little fingers curl up inside her, finding that special spot, and she gasps as he starts to rub it in a way that feels incredible. Her orgasm builds, and she tightens her grip on his fur, her body arching off the bed. "I'm gonna cum, Charlie," she warns him, her voice breathless.

He looks up at her with wide eyes, his tongue still working her clit, and nods, eager to make her feel good. She feels his knuckles brush against her g-spot, and she can't hold back anymore. Her body convulses as she cums, her pussy spasming around his fingers. He watches in amazement as she rides the waves of pleasure, his tongue still lapping at her sensitive flesh.

The feelings of his play push her so far that she actually squirts on him as well, something she hasn't been able to achieve in over a decade. Her feminine ejaculate hits poor little Charlie right in the face, though she is unaware of it.

As she comes down from her high, she looks down at him, his face still buried in her pussy, and she can't help but feel a strange mix of love and hunger for him. "That's my good boy," she praises, her voice still thick with lust.

Charlie looks up at her in surprise, "Grandma you peed on me" he says a little hurt but still enthused by what he had made her do.

"Oh no baby, that's not pee, that's something special that happens to girls sometimes," she says with a gentle laugh, her paws wiping the fluid from his face. "It's like a little gift to say thank you for making me feel so good."

He looks at her with confusion, but the way she's smiling reassures him. He licks his lips, tasting something new and slightly salty. "It's okay, Grandma," he says, still a little bewildered but not upset.

"Now tell me my loving little man, what would you like to try next? Or should we go make dinner?" she says with a hint of lust in her voice.

"Can we do something else, Grandma?" he asks, his voice full of excitement.

"Of course baby," she says with a smile "What are you wanting to do?"

"Can we play the game again?" he asks, referring to their intimate encounter.

"Kingdom builders?" she asks teasingly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Or do you mean the other game we played earlier?"

He nods, his face flushing a soft pink, "The other game, Grandma."

"You want to have your little soldier explore Grandma's warm wet cave?" she asks with a moan watching his expressions carefully.

He nods eagerly, his cock fully hard again at the thought. "I want to make you feel good again," he says, his voice earnest.

"Mmmm then let Grandma get you ready, reach into her bedside table and bring out the clear bottle with the pink pump lid" she says, directing him to one of the tables beside her bed.

He does as he's told, his little paws fumbling with the drawer before he finds what she's looking for. He brings it over to her, and she takes it with a knowing smile. "This is called lube, or lubrication, it helps make sure we don't get hurt while playing the game," she says, spreading a liberal amount on her hands only to grip his cubhood, letting her slick hands glide across his hard throbbing shaft. She then takes more and starts to finger herself, even though she's still slick from his oral treatment, it's not a bad idea to make sure there's plenty.

"Okay," he says, watching her intently, his cock bobbing with every beat of his racing heart.

She works his shaft a bit more, making sure that he's ready, then lifts her legs up for him, "Okay baby, you know how grandma rode you last night?"

He nods eagerly, "Yeah," he says, his tail wagging.

"I want you to do the same now, only this time you'll be moving your own hips into grandma's plush pussy ok?" she says, wrapping each of her hands around one of her extra thick thighs to help hold her steady.

He nods eagerly, his little cock practically bobbing with excitement. He leans in and kisses her, his tongue pushing past her lips, exploring her mouth with surprising enthusiasm. She kisses him back, feeling his hands wander down her body until they rest on her hips, his little claws digging in slightly.

"Mmm, go on little man, let your soldier explore Grandma's cave, he has a lot to see" she says playfully, the lust between them already palpable to the point of bursting.

With a nod, he positions his cock at her entrance, feeling her slickness coat him as he presses in. She's tight, much tighter than she was the night before, but he's smaller now, having lost his knot. With gentle strokes, he works himself in and out, her moans of pleasure egging him on.

"Mmm that's it honey, let your instincts take over and follow how they lead you" she says as she lets her thighs go to wrap around his little body.

He starts to move his hips, pushing into her with more confidence now. She guides him, showing him the rhythm she likes, her own hips rising to meet him. The feeling of him inside her is exquisite, his youthful energy and innocence only adding to the taboo allure.

"Oh.... ffffuck baby that it" she says not caring that she's cursing now, "Show grandma just how big of a boy you've become honey, mmmm fuck grandma's slick cunt"

Her words spur him on, and he starts to thrust harder, his little cock sliding in and out of her with ease now. She feels her orgasm building again, her paws reaching down to squeeze her breasts, her nipples tightening with every stroke. "Yes, yes," she moans, her hips bucking up to meet his, "Just like that, baby."

Her heat forgotten for the moment she gets deep into it until she feels his knot bumping against her entrance, "Mmmm that's it baby.... knot grandma..... give her your young seed" she says as she feels the pressure build and her body prepares for the inevitable.

He looks up at her, his eyes wide, "Is it okay, Grandma?" he asks, his voice strained with effort.

"Yes baby, give it to grandma, tie her like you did last night, you wonderful naughty boy," she says, her words dripping with lust and need for his seed.

With a whine, Charlie nods, and she feels his knot swell at the base of his cock, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body. She tightens her legs around him, pulling him closer, her paws playing with his ears as he pushes into her. The knot pops into place with a soft, wet sound, and she gasps as she feels the pressure of his knot expanding inside her.

"Mmm fuck yes.... keep going baby, were almost there, let your soldier fire his gun into grandma's cavern" she says, lust and her heat clouding her judgment once more.

He nods, his hips moving faster now, his knot pulsing with every thrust. She can feel his cock thickening even more, and she knows he's close. "Cum for me, baby," she moans, her voice a mix of lust and love. "Give me your warm boy milk."

With a final push, he cums, his knot swelling even larger, locking them together. He looks down at her with a mix of fear and excitement in his eyes, his body trembling as he releases his seed into her. She moans around him, her own orgasm crashing over her like a wave, her pussy clenching around his knot. They stay like that for a few moments, their bodies joined as one, their hearts racing in time with each other's.

As the pleasure subsides, she pulls him down into a warm embrace, her fur sticky with their combined juices. "That was amazing, Charlie," she whispers into his ear, her breath hot against his neck. He nuzzles into her, his cock still buried deep inside her, his knot keeping him in place.

"How does your little soldier feel, baby?" she asks, still with plenty of concern for her young grandson.

He giggles and nuzzles into her, "It feels all tingly and happy," he says, his voice muffled against her neck.

Relieved she sighs and giggles with him, "Good, grandma couldn't live with herself if she had hurt her little man."

He nods his head, "But it felt so good, Grandma," he says, his voice filled with wonder and a hint of something else she couldn't quite place.

"I know, baby," she says, her paws stroking his back soothingly. "It's a very special feeling, isn't it?" She lets them ride their afterglow for a little longer, until she feels his knot deflate enough for it to pop out on its own. "Mmm ok baby, let's go get cleaned up in grandma's shower and then go make dinner? What do you say? We can even have chicken nuggets and fries if you'd like."

He nods, his cock slipping out of her with a wet sound, leaving her feeling empty and oddly craving more of him already. She stands up and pulls him with her, heading into the bathroom. She turns on the shower, letting the warm water cascade down onto them. "Let's get clean, baby," she says, her paws lathering soap onto his body, washing away the sweat and their shared fluids. She then gets a naughty idea, and lathers up some soap with her titanic tits, using them to give him a full body wash with a giggle.

Charlie laughs and squeals, his eyes sparkling with joy as the soap bubbles tickle his skin. She takes her time, making sure to clean every inch of him, her paws lingering on his little cock, which starts to harden again under her touch. "Grandma," he says, his voice a mix of pleasure and embarrassment, "What are you doing?"

"Mmm just making sure he's ok baby, does this hurt at all?" she asks, looking him over with grandmotherly concern.

"N-no, it feels good Grandma," he stammers, his cheeks a darker shade of pink as he looks away shyly.

"Mmm feel like you have one more load in your little puppy nuts for grandma?" she says seductively, wanting to make sure he gets the most pleasure out of this little interaction.

He nods, his eyes meeting hers with a mix of innocence and desire. She smiles, knowing that she's opening a door that can never truly be closed. They finish their shower, the warm water washing away any lingering tension or doubt, leaving only the sweet scent of their intimacy. With the water still warm, she leans down and takes his now sparkling clean cock into her plush lips, sucking him off once more.

Her mouth is heavenly around him, her teeth never grazing him but always adding a hint of pressure as she bobs her head up and down. His little paws find their way to her breasts, kneading them gently as he feels his orgasm build once again. She moans around his cock, the vibrations sending him over the edge. He cums into her mouth, and she swallows every drop, licking him clean.

"Mmm thank you for the snack honey, it was delicious" she says with a light giggle, and makes sure that he's cleaned up once more on his cock.

They step out of the shower, wrapping themselves in warm towels. She dries him off with gentle strokes, her eyes lingering on his body, which is still slightly shaking from his recent climax. "Now, let's get to making that dinner, shall we?" she says, her voice still husky with desire and hinting that he could also join her in staying naked.

In the kitchen, they both move around in a comfortable silence, the scent of their recent activities lingering faintly in the air. The sight of his grandma's bare, wet fur sends shivers of excitement through Charlie's body, and he can't help but steal glances at her heavy, lactating breasts and the patch of fur between her legs.

Seeing his lingering gaze she smiles, heart swelling with love that she has for her little man. She is aroused by the fact that he loves her aging body and that she has been able to share this type of love with him. "So what do you want for your nuggies? Just ketchup or would you rather have barbeque sauce or perhaps ranch dressing?"

"Ketchup, please," he says, his voice still a little shaky. She nods and starts to prepare the dinner, her hips swaying as she moves around the kitchen. She grabs two plates and sets them on the counter, filling them with chicken nuggets and fries. She opens the fridge and pulls out a bottle of milk, setting it beside the plates. "Don't you think we should save some for after dinner?" she asks him with a wink.

The implication is clear, and his cock twitches in response. He nods, unable to hide his excitement at the thought of more intimate moments to come. They sit at the table, the warm glow of the kitchen lights casting a cozy ambiance over their naked forms. As they eat, they talk about their day, the conversation light and filled with laughter, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. But the tension between them is palpable, their eyes often meeting in silent acknowledgment of the secret they now share. Still she tries to make light conversation that is not about sex, by asking him about what he's most excited for with school just around the corner.

"What's your favorite subject, Charlie?" she asks, taking a bite of a chicken nugget.

"I like art, Grandma," he says, his eyes lighting up. "I like to draw and paint."

"Mmm, I always knew you had a creative streak," she says with a smile, taking a sip of her water. "You know, I used to love art too when I was a young pup. Maybe you can show me some of your projects after dinner?"

He nods eagerly, his mouth full of fries. "I'd love to, Grandma."

As they finish their dinner, the anticipation in the air is thick. They clean up the kitchen together, their bodies brushing against each other every now and then, sending jolts of electricity through their fur. The promise of more to come is intoxicating, and even the mundane task of washing dishes feels charged with erotic potential.

"While I would love to have some more lovey dovey with you baby," she starts, trying to remain the responsible adult that she was supposed to be, "It's getting close to your bedtime, so we won't have time for more naughty fun beyond you having a milky dessert from grandma's boobies."

His eyes light up, "Can I really?" he asks, hope and excitement bubbling in his voice.

She nods, "But only grandma's milkies understand? After that it's bedtime, you have your first day of school tomorrow don't forget."

He nods, eager to have more of grandma's milk, his cheeks flushing at the thought of it. They both finish up the dishes and she takes his hand leading him to her bedroom. She sits on the edge of the bed, her breasts heavy and full, her nipples pointing straight out as if begging for his attention. "Let's get up in bed and get comfortable, and then you can have grandma's milkies, ok?"

He nods again, a bit shy but still very eager, climbing up onto the bed with her. She lays back and he snuggles into her, his fur sticking to hers. She takes his little hand and places it on her right breast, "Go ahead baby, make grandma's milk come out" she says in a whisper. He starts to rub her areola with his little thumb, and she moans at the feeling. He's still a bit clumsy but he's learning, her milk starts to leak out, a sweet scent filling the room.

"Mmm yes baby, just like that," she says, her voice thick with lust. She helps him, taking his little hand and guiding it to her left breast, showing him how to knead them both. His little claws catch her skin every now and then, making her gasp, but it's a good pain, one she's more than willing to endure for him.

She then shifts them so they're both laying down, propping her head up on one of her hands. She then guides him to one of her nipples, letting him figure out what to do from there as he gives a big yawn for a little cub.

He starts to suckle, his little mouth latching onto her nipple like a pro. She watches him with a mix of love and arousal, feeling her milk start to flow. It's a strange, but oddly natural sensation, watching her grandson feed from her like this. She can't help but wonder if this is what it felt like when she had nursed her own children or any of the babies at the hospital nursery.

As he drinks, she can feel his cock start to harden again, poking into her furry thigh. She strokes his back gently, her paws tracing little circles on his skin, encouraging him to keep going. The warmth of his mouth and the feel of his tongue against her sensitive skin sends waves of pleasure through her body, and she can't help but let out a soft moan.

But as time ticks on, his suckling gets less and less, signaling that he has fallen asleep on her nipple like the night before. This brings a smile to her lips as she gently loosens his latch and dims her bedside lamp. She then grabs her glasses and the book she had been reading prior to his stay and entertains herself until she too feels the pull of sleep and lays the items back on her bedside, and turns the light all the way off. Once settled next to her grandson, she drifts off, letting the lustful dreams take hold as she sleeps."", "pools_count": 1, "title": "A Long Visit with Grandma, Chapter 1: Arrival and Attraction", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "2", "name": "Nudity", "description": "Nonsexual nudity exposing breasts or genitals (must not show arousal)", "rating_id": "1" }, { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "650" }