8 comments/ 394886 views/ 68 favorites Dating Grandma By: earlbrowder What can I say? I've got this thing for older women. I lost my cherry at 16 to my neighbor, a voluptuous married woman of 43 who rewarded me for cleaning her pool by sucking and fucking me twice a week. I'm 25 now and still irresistibly attracted to older women. Maybe it's their curious blend of confidence and vulnerability. Maybe it's that older women seem to know what they want. Maybe it's just because they're horny. In any case, after graduating from college I got a job with a pretty big electronics company in the East Bay suburbs. As luck would have it, my recently widowed grandmother lived nearby, and I bunked at her apartment for a couple of months. Two things finally drove me to find my own place. First, it's kind of hard to tell your grandmother that you'd like to bring a juicy, half-drunk 40 year-old gal home from a club and boff her in your bedroom right down the hall. Second, my grandmother was driving me nuts. Grandma Elliot is 52 and a very good-looking woman. She's short but slender with shoulder-length platinum hair, ice-blue eyes, nice-sized tits, a plush ass, and a lust for life. After two weeks of dragging my sorry ass home from work at 10 p.m., nodding off to sleep on the couch, and being wakened by Grandma returning from the neighborhood bar or the local club, I realized it was probably Grandma who resented my interference with her romantic life. I found a nice studio apartment a couple of miles from Grandma Elliot's, bid my farewells, and descended into six months of hell. I rose at 6 in the morning, worked all day, six days a week, and usually never returned home from work before 10 or 11 p.m. Sundays I was usually to tired to do anything but buy groceries, do laundry, watch t.v., and make a few phone calls. The money was good, but this was no way to grind my youth away. Around March, I figured I'd saved up enough money to relax for a couple of months so I told my boss I was leaving. He cried. He wept. He ranted and raved. He offered me his wife and daughter, his pension fund, and the keys to his new BMW if I'd stay. Actually, he just nodded, said good luck, and made a call to human resources. Heading out into the Spring air that afternoon, I felt great. Free at last. I hopped in my car, headed toward my apartment, and stopped at the first bar that got in my way. Twelve hours later, they called me a taxi. It took me two days to sleep off my hangover. With Friday night approaching, I called up a couple of friends from work, and we arranged to meet at a local dance club at 10 p.m. to kick off the weekend. Friday night I decked myself out and headed for the club. Things were hopping, even for a local scene. There were plenty of good-looking women surrounding us as my friends and I settled up against the bar and began ordering drinks. Within an hour, I had danced with a young Ivy league grad on her first marketing job, a cute Filipina with earrings down to her shoulders, and a knockout redhead who'd done some temp work at my office. All were under 25, and none got my libido ticking. After my dancefloor workout, my pal Sam and I became seriously engaged with a bottle of Bushmills whisky. Around one, as Sam and I leaned into our drinks and mumbled half-remembered jokes, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Expecting to see my other pal, John, I almost lost the fine Irish whisky warming my mouth when I turned my shoulders to see Grandma Elliot in front of me! Jesus Christ, I thought. Busted by grandma! Grandma Elliot was beaming a big smile at me and I returned it with a goofier one of my own. "Well, well," Grandma Elliot said, her hands on her hips. "Look who the waves rolled in!" I laughed and raised my glass in salute. Grandma edged her way into the bar next to me. She looked good. She had on a tight white dress that showed off all her dangerous curves and her well-turned calves. Her shoulders were bare and you could just see the beginning of some appetizing cleavage peeking out of the top of her dress. "Grandma," I muttered to her. "What the hell are you doing here?" She grinned. "Buy me a drink and I'll tell you," she answered, grabbing my forearm. I ordered up a whiskey sour, her favorite. "Whatsa matter," she leaned over to whisper in my ear. "You think I'm too young for this crowd?" I laughed. She kept her mouth close to my ear and I could feel her warm, moist breath on my neck. It felt good. "Never too young to party," I answered. She laughed and sipped on her drink. We made small, boozy talk - - about my resignation, my apartment, my folks, her life. She downed another whisky sour. "Hey, Billy," she said suddenly, turning toward me. "Let's dance." "Huh," I answered stupidly. Dancing with your grandmother in a night club? I hadn't danced with her since I was 14 and my sister got married to that loser from Chicago. "Come on," Grandma said, tugging my arm. "I'll teach you the latest moves." Who can say no to their grandmother? I let her lead me out onto the dance floor. Some funky acid jazz number was throbbing across the floor. We danced. Grandma did have some nice moves, especially when she laced her hands behind her head and shimmied her hips in time to the music, thrusting them forward on every downbeat. Her breasts shook and jiggled as she moved. Maybe it was the booze. Or, maybe it was the absurdity of the whole scene, its unreality. Soon I had almost forgotten it was my grandmother I was dancing with. It was just another sexy older broad, this one even sexier and hotter than any of the others. We danced for a while and then returned to the bar for more drinks. My friends were gone. After sipping our drinks, Grandma turned toward me and ran her hands through her hair, managing to raise her tits until they pointed directly at my hungry eyes. She settled back down and reached out to take my hand in hers. Her little hand slipped into mine and she squeezed. "Oh Billy," she said, squeezing my hand again and staring straight into my eyes. "It isn't often an old gal like me can find a good-looking younger guy like you." I felt a hot blush spread across my face and my back. I also felt my cock starting to stir in my pants. "Do you look often?" I asked her. "You wouldn't believe," she answered, wrapping her other hand around mine and squeezing firmly. "A girl's got to have some fun sometime." I laughed. The guy next to Grandma turned away from the bar, pushing her gently against me. Our bodies were separated only by our hands, and I felt mine pressed firmly against her belly. Grandma smiled. "I'll tell you what," Grandma whispered to me, her full lipsticked mouth only inches from mine. "Do me a favor, will you?" I nodded, taking a sudden, involuntary breath. "Don't treat me like your grandmother," she said as she squeezed my hand again. "Treat me like your date. Can you do that?" I gulped. "Sure," I replied, sweeping my eyes slowly from her beautiful face down across her tits and further. "Come on, date," I said with a laugh, pulling her back out on the dancefloor. The music was loud, and fast, and full of deep, deep, sensual bass lines. We danced now like a guy and a girl who've met in a club for the first intoxicating time. I took her hands in mine and twirled her around and then moved in closer until our bodies were in full contact. Her generous breasts were pressed against my lower chest and her hips pressed close against mine as we twisted to the music. It was incredible. Dancing to seduce my grandmother. She was loving it to. She had a big smile plastered on her lips and I could see her squeezing her eyes shut and sighing as we dipped and spun together. Soon a slower number came on, full of strings and keyboards. I put my grandmother's hands around my neck and circled my arms around her waist and we slowly pressed our bodies together tighter. I could feel the top of her crotch against my now thickened cock. Grandma leaned her head on my shoulder and her tits rose and fell against my chest with her quick, deep breaths. "Oh Billy," she practically moaned into my ear. "Do you always make your dates feel this way?" I grunted in response and dropped my hands to her sweet ass. I took a full, firm ass cheek in each hand and pulled her tight, kneading and squeezing her ass as we swayed to the music. Grandma moaned and began to slowly rotate her pussy against my cock. I groaned too and she tightened her arms around my neck, pulling herself as tight as she could against my body. "Hmmmm," she murmured in my ear. "You feel so good." I could feel my cock struggling to escape my pants. I began panting with lust as I massaged her ass. Suddenly, I felt one of grandma's hands drop off my neck. Then, her hand squirmed its way between our clamped bodies, down across my belly, over my belt, and onto my cock. "Ohhhhhh," I groaned. "Oh yeah. Hmmmmmm." I heard grandma catch her breath, and then she began slowly squeezing and caressing my cock through my pants. As my dick grew longer and longer, she began pressing her palm into the head of my cock, mashing it hard against my thigh. My hips began to involuntarily rotate against her. I was dry humping on the dancefloor with my grandmother. Jesus, I thought I was going to explode in pleasure. Grandma began to stroke my cock more and more quickly, gasping in small, tight sighs as I urged my hips forward to meet her insistent hand. The music stopped but we kept on dry humping. A quicker song came booming through the speakers and, as if the spell had been broken, we relaxed our bodies. Grandma raised her arm back to my neck, and I raised my arms to circle her waist. We pulled our upper bodies apart and gazed into each others faces. Grandma wore a slight smile and her eyes had a kind of far away gaze. Our eyes locked and her smile spread. She was beautiful. I leaned down and our lips met. Grandma wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down, harder onto her lips. Her tongue burst into my mouth and I thrust mine into hers. I felt Grandma's teeth on my lips as she opened her mouth wide to eat my tongue. I plunged my tongue deeper and deeper into her mouth as I wrapped my arms around her back and practically lifted her off her feet with desire. We kissed passionately and furiously as the music pulsated around us. Finally, Grandma broke our kiss and pulled her head back with a huge gasp. She was panting. "Okay," she gasped, pulling on my forearm. "Let's get out of here lover." Half stoned with lust, I let her drag me through the crowd. I drank in the sight of her shoulders and her waist and her ass as I stumbled through the club crowd. We made the front door and a blast of cool air hit me. Grandma stopped and turned around. I squeezed her in a hug and we kissed again, as passionately and lustily as before. Again, Grandma broke the kiss and dragged me through the parking lot to her car. Once there, she pulled her keys out of her purse and pressed them into my palm. I kissed her again, pushing her roughly against the car. As we tongued each other, I reached down and pulled her skirt up to finger her pussy. As I did, she grabbed my hand to lead me up to her panties. I flicked her panties aside and rubbed my finger against her sopping wet pussy. "God," she moaned. "Oh God, yes." As I jammed a finger into her cunt, she moaned again. "Hmmmm," she whimpered. "Yes, baby. Ohhhhh . . . .no . . wait . .no." Now, she yanked my hand out of her pussy. "Quick," she whispered hoarsely into my face, "Get in the fucking car." She moved aside and I unlocked the door. Grandma scrambled around to the other side of the car and I slid into the driver's seat. I unlocked her door and she fairly plopped into the passenger's seat. "Drive," she said to me, her eyes gleaming. "You know the way, don't you?" Excitedly, I started the car up and put it in reverse. I could practically hear the tires squeal as I sped out of the club parking lot. Streetlights flashed overhead as I maneuvered the car down the streets to Grandma's place. The whole time we drove, she was busy rubbing and squeezing my cock through my pants as I lifted my hips off the seat, grunting in pleasure. Grandma murmured with delight and leaned over to push her tongue into my ear. "Shit," I almost yelled, jamming on the breaks to stop at a red light. I turned to kiss grandma, and we traded tongue furiously until the guy behind us honked and I got back to the driving. I pulled into the parking spot in front of Grandma's apartment building and turned off the engine. Grandma was still busy fondling my dick. Quickly, I unbuckled my pants and lifted my hips to pull them down and free my cock. Grandma cooed in delight and took my stiff cock into her hands. "Hmmmmm," she groaned. "That's what I like to see, a young hard cock just waiting for some attention." With that, she grabbed my cock in one hand, surfed her body up across my chest and latched her lips onto mine. I reached down to hike up her skirt and play with her pussy. As we frigged each other, I tried to shift her body up and around, across my hips. Grandma was so wrapped up in stroking my dick that she didn't want to let go. Finally, I broke our kiss. "God," I said. "Let's go inside. I've got to fuck you." Grandma moaned and released my dick. She planted a quick kiss on my lips. "What are you waiting for stud," she said with a giggle. "Let's go." She turned and opened the door and slid out of the car. By the time I'd gotten out of the car, she was already at the front door, unlocking it. I slammed the door and, with my dick solid as a tree limb, hobbled toward Grandma's front door. She had slipped inside ahead of me. I didn't even bother shutting the door behind me. Instead, I made a bee line to Grandma who waited, arms raised above her head, just inside the front hallway. I wrapped my arms around her and our lips met in another electric kiss. With her hands in my hair, Grandma pulled my mouth hard against hers and thrust her hips up at my cock. As we frantically traded tongue, I played with her ass and then moved my hands up to her fat, full breasts, squeezing them in my hand, pinching her nipples through her dress and bra. Grandma broke our kiss to let out a loud moan and then circled one of her legs up, around my ass. I moved my lips down to smother her neck with hot, wet kisses. I felt Grandma reach down to unbuckle me and seconds later my pants dropped. "Oh Billy," Grandma purred. "That's it lover boy. Hmmmmm." She reached into my boxers and yanked my cock out. Grandma's hands worked themselves feverishly up and down my cock as she groaned and grunted in pleasure. I gripped the bottom of her dress and yanked it up, over her ass and hips. Then, I scrabbled to pull her panties down to her thighs. Soon, I had her bare ass flesh in my hand and it felt good. I kneaded and massaged her fine, full cheeks as she continued to pull on my rock hard cock. "Now, Billy," Grandma groaned. "Come on baby, fuck me." I dipped my hips down as Grandma maneuvered my cock against her pussy lips. Meanhwile, I pulled down the top of Granny's dress to unleash her two huge, swelling melons. She squealed as I latched my energetic mouth and tongue onto on of her nipples. As she pulled on my cock, I started to slowly force my way into her, an inch at a time. Grandma practically shrieked as first one, then two inches of my thick cock traveled slowly up her tight, wet pussy. She let go of my prick and grabbed onto my ass, trying to push me deeper. "Hold on, Grandma," I moaned as her breast popped out of my mouth. "Sloooow. . .let me put my cock in slowly." "No, baby," Grandma grunted. "Fuck me now. Come on Billy. Stuff that monster into your grandmother. Fuck me now baby." With that, I groaned and thrust my full, hard eight inches into her pussy until our pubes met. Grandma sighed and clenched my ass cheeks. Then, I could feel her wriggling her body all over my cock. Slowly, I began pulling my cock in and out of my Grandmother, my elbows braced against the wall behind her. "Hmmmmffff," Grandma grunted. "Mmmmm . . .yeah baby . . oh yes . .yes Billy . . .yes baby . . .that's the way to fuck Grandma .. .ohhhhh." After that, we both stopped talking and got down to business. I began ramming my cock in and out of Granny, practically slamming her back and forth against the wall. Granny pulled my head down between her tits and pushed her tits up and down against my face in time to our fucking rhythm. I felt myself getting ready to unload and as I worked in a frenzy to reach climax, Grandma began beating her hands against my back. "Oh yes," Granny screeched in jerky time to our fucking. "That's . . . that's it . . .uh . . . huh . . . .uh . . . huh . . .oh . . .ohhhhhhhh." As she came, Grandma pulled my hair and began gently smacking my head against her tits. I felt the cum boiling up my cock and wrapped my arms around Granny's waist, pulling her up and away from the wall. Then, with a shout, I shot my load in a huge, never ending blast, as if my whole dick had exploded deep inside Grandma's hot, hungry cunt. I muffled my groans of pleasure by digging my head deep into Granny's warm, sweaty tits. As my climax peaked, I picked Grandma up off the floor and squeezed her body hard against my groin, trying to grind out a few more seconds of pleasure. Grandma wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed tightly. We stood there clenched together until our mutual orgasm seemed to wash upward from our hips over our chests and to the tips of our hairs. My legs quivered with the last final jerks of my cock. Grandma exhaled deeply and I slowly released my grip, setting her back down on the floor. Immediately, she glued her lips to mine and our tongues wriggled together. We stood there tonguing each other, our bodies pressed tightly together, until Grandma broke the kiss. "Oh god," she sighed. "That was good . . . .really good." I smiled, panting and face flushed. "Oh Billy," Grandma smiled. "You really know how to fuck." I grinned, and Grandma hugged me again. "Hmmmmm," she whispered in my ear. "If I'd known my grandson could fuck like that, I never would have let you move out on me." I smiled and ran my hands down her back, over her ass. Then, still smiling, I picked her up in my arms. Our lips met again, and I carried Grandma, like a groom carrying his bride, to her bedroom. To Be Continued... Dating Grandma Ch. 2 That first night with my Grandmother was a mind and body blower. We sixty-nined together for what seemed like hours. I lay on my back busily gorging on Grandma's pussy while she sucked my cock in and out of her mouth, licked my balls, and slapped my dick against her lips, her cheeks, and her tits. We were so exhausted that when we finally got around to fucking, Grandma rolled onto her side and I slid my fat cock down between her luscious ass cheeks. Grandma reached between her legs, pulled my cock into her juicy pussy, and while we slowly fucked I had ample opportunity to play with her full, fleshy tits, taking first one of her melons in my hand and then the other, pulling and pinching her nipples. Granny's rhythmic grunts were punctuated by groans of pleasure as her nipples stiffened to bursting. It was heaven. The fact that I was fucking my grandmother, and that she was fucking like a cat in heat, was secondary to the pleasure of fucking a mature, experienced, and very sexy older woman. Grandma was very adept. She humped her ass back onto my cock with every deep stroke of my hips. And, as we neared climax, she reached down to squeeze my balls as our tongues met each other in a slow, sensuous whirlpool of pleasure. As Granny moaned her orgasm and rammed her ass hard against my crotch, I grunted in relief as I shot load after load into her pussy. After our orgasm, our bodies relaxed and slowly, my cock deflated and left grandma's pussy with a sweet plop. I turned Granny over onto her back and showered her with kisses, as she wrapped one arm around my neck and stroked my thigh with her other arm. Nuzzling together, we drifted off to sleep. I woke in the morning to the smell of coffee and sizzling bacon. I stumbled into the kitchen and there was Granny cooking breakfast. "Morning, Grandma," I said blearily. Grandma turned from the stove, and we hugged. "Morning sweetie," she whispered in my ear. I sat down, Grandma served up breakfast, and, famished by the night's events, I dug in. "Billy, honey," Grandma said as I ate. I nodded. "Billy," Grandma continued, her hair disheveled and her blue eyes sparkling. "That was so wonderful last night." I grinned and nodded. "It's been so long since I've felt so good," said Grandma. "You're a wonderful lover." Swallowing, I mumbed a thanks. Grandma smiled. "But Billy," she said. "I need to know what you think about . . .well . .about . .you know . . .that we're related." I smiled. "You mean," I said. "That you're my grandmother and I'm your grandson." Grandma smiled and I could see the color rising in her face. "Look grandma," I continued. "I don't know. I mean . . . I really enjoyed last night. You're a great lover. And a stone cold fox. And . . well . . to me . . .that's the key. You're beautiful, you're fun, you're sexy, and that's the kind of woman I like to make love to." Grandma looked down for a moment. "What about you?" I asked her. "How do you feel about it?" "Well," Grandma said as she looked up and our eyes locked together. "You're a sexy, beautiful man. And you're one helluva lot of fun in bed. And, you're my grandson." I could her grandma's breath catch at her last sentence. It had come out in a rush, but a rush that signaled something other than apprehension. "Grandma," I said, feeling that I was moving things forward in some new direction. "Do you enjoy the fact that I'm your grandson. I mean that you fucked your grandson? Does that turn you on?" Grandma Elliot was blushing now. And as I began to realize what was happening, I felt myself blush. I also felt my cock beginning to rise in my boxers. "Come on, Grandma," I said. "Tell me. You like the idea of fucking your grandson." Grandma sighed. "Billy," she said. "I don't know . . .I mean . . I think so." She paused, took a sip of her coffee, and ran her hands through her hair, managing to raise her breasts up into full, bountiful view. "Oh Billy," grandma sighed. "Ever since you moved in with me, I've been watching you. Watching your body. Thinking about how strong and hard you must be, wondering what it would be like. I know how wrong that sounds, but it felt so good" My mouth opened in surprise as my cock started to stiffen. "When you moved out," granny continued. "I was really sad. I missed you so much. I missed wondering about things. I missed that . ..that electric feeling when you walked in the room . . . that little pleasure I took in watching you . . in hearing you in the bedroom next to mine . . .in thinking that maybe . . .just maybe . . ." The idea of grandma thinking about me sexually turned me on. Despite its workout the night before, my cock was hard as a rock. I resisted the urge to reach down and start stroking it. Then, I thought again. We had already gone the full route, from sucking to fucking. What difference would stroking my cock make? I reached down and pulled my dick out of my boxers and held it in my hand. Grandma's eyes widened as she watched me. "Go on," I told her. "I want to hear more." Granny sighed. "Billy. Yes, it's true," she continued, her eyes glued to my dick. "I thought all the time about fucking you, about fucking my grandson. I'd see you in those tight jeans of yours and I'd think about how good it would feel to run my hands over your ass. And about how good it would be to pull the zipper down and reach in and grab that cock of yours." I nodded and started to slowly stroke my dick. Grandma was flushed now and starting to perspire. Her breasts were gently heaving beneath her robe. I fastened my gaze onto her cleavage. "Go on," I said in a tight, choked voice. "I'd think about you all the time," Grandma gulped. "I'd think about how big and fat and tasty my grandson's cock must be. And, I'd think about how nasty I'd get with my sweet grandson. About how I'd stuff his cock in my mouth. And, about how I'd dress up just for him. How I'd wear my sexiest undies, and a short skirt, and high heels." I nodded vigorously and continued stroking my dick. "I'd think about how I'd seduce my grandson," Grandma said in a burst of words. "How I'd wiggle my ass in front of him as he watched t.v. And how I'd brush my tits against him as he helped me put the groceries away. I'd think about how I'd run my hands all over his young, strong body. And how good his hard cock would feel in my pussy." Grandma moaned softly and raised her hands to her breasts. I gulped. "Oh yes," she continued, licking her lips and starting to massage her massive tits pressed tightly against her robe. "Yes, I admit it. I dreamed night and day of fucking my grandson. Ughhhh. I'd lie in bed at night with my fingers jammed in my pussy thinking about how I could be such a whore for my very own grandson. Ohhh, yes, I'd say and do all the nasty things with my grandson that I'd dreamed about doing with all the other men I fucked. Only with you, Billy, it would all be so much better." I groaned and grandma matched my groan. She fumbled her tits free of her robe and they burst forth, huge and full. She took a tit in each hand and started to pinch her own nipples. Meanwhile, I was working my hand slowly up and down my dick. "Go on," I croaked. "Mmmm, Billy," Grandma grunted in pleasure. "Yesss. I'm your grandmother but I wanted to fuck you . . .ohh . . .to fuck you like some hot little bitch . . .like some whore. I wanted to fuck my grandson, fuck him silly . . .ohhh . .fuck my grandson every which way . . .until .. .oh . . .oh . .until he came all over me . . .until his nice big juicy cock spurted all over me ...oh . . .ahhh . . all over my tits . . and my ass . .and . . unggg . . .ungggg . . . my pussy." Grandma was reminiscing her way toward orgasm, rubbing her tits with one hand and, now, playing with her pussy with the other. My cock meanwhile felt like a log, heavy, thick, and full. I leaned back in my chair and spread my legs, showing off my swollen cock to grandmother's hungry gaze. Grandma and I groaned together, her eyes glued on my cock, mine on her massive, pendulous tits. "I couldn't help it . . .I couldn't," she continued, her robe open and her hands busy. "I knew it was wrong . . .so wrong . . .hmmm . . .wrong to think about fucking my own grandson . .about my grandson fucking his grandmother. Oh, yes, Billy, I knew it was wrong . . .but that turned me on . . .made my pussy tingle. Hmmm. . . .I'd be driving my car to work and I'd think to myself, 'Sally Elliot, you want to fuck your grandson. You want to feel his cock inside you. Uhhhh. You want his hot tongue all over you. You want his mouth on your tits. You want to suck his cock.' And I'd have to pull the car over and play with myself. Thinking about how nasty and wrong it was: a grandmother and her grandson fucking each other like animals. A grandmother taking her grandson's cock in her mouth. A grandmother sitting on her grandson's cock. A grandson licking his grandmother's nipples and kissing her with his tongue. Ohhhh. Yes." As she spoke her deepest desires, grandma worked her hand furiously in and out of her pussy. She was hunched up now, over the kitchen table, her ass off her chair. I was jerking my cock like mad, more totally turned on by grandma's reverie than by anything I'd ever heard in my life. "Hmmm, yes baby," grandma groaned. "Oh, it felt so good to think about it. I couldn't resist. Yeah. I'd be in line at the bank and I'd say to myself, 'I want to fuck my grandson," hmmm, and I'd get wet. Oh, the dreams I had of your cock. So . . unhh .. so fat . . .such a hard cock . . my grandson's hard, hard cock. Hmmm, his hard cock rubbing against my ass . . .the two of us naked . . .hmm . . together . . " I couldn't take it anymore. I stood and stumbled, my hand still on my cock, toward grandma. In a flash, she took her hands off her body and grabbed my dick, pulling me toward her, pulling my cock to her lips. I groaned as her warm, wet lips swept over the head of my dick. "Oh yeah," I groaned. "That's it grandma. Take my cock in your mouth. Suck your horny grandson off." I could hear grandma's squeals of pleasure, muffled by my cock in her mouth, as she gobbled me up, her hands scrabbling against my ass to pull me in deeper. Frenetic, I began to fuck her mouth and grandma, moaning with hunger, grabbed the base of my dick in one hand and pulled me in and out of her mouth. "Ahhhhh," I practically shouted, my senses swamped by her efforts and her velvety tongue and mouth. "Suck it grandma. Ohhhh, suck my cock." Hurriedly, grandma took my cock out of her mouth and began slapping it against her tongue, then she quickly popped it back in mouth, sucking on it furiously and wiggling her hips in pleasure. I put my hands in her hair and pulled her head on and off my dick. Then, I reached down to play with her tits. As I pinched her nipples, grandma renewed her efforts, taking me deep into her throat and sucking hungrily. I felt the cum boiling up from my balls and began thrusting my hips madly against her mouth, grunting and moaning loudly. "I'm cumming grandma," I shouted in ecstasy. Grandma fastened her mouth onto my cock, holding me tight inside her while my hips bucked wildly and I shot my load in one exquisite burst. My dick tingled and buzzed as I emptied into grandma's mouth. She mumbled to herself in pleasure and dug her fingernails into my ass, trying to drink every drop of cum in my body, trying to suck me completely and totally dry. With a final groan, I felt my hips tremble. And, feeling wave after wave of euphoria spread upward from my crotch, I jiggled my hips in one last instinctual spasm. As my cock shrank, grandma released it from her mouth and, with a groan, collapsed against my hips. I felt grandma panting against my wet crotch and I reached down to press her tightly against me, my cock jammed between my hips and her cheek. "Hmmmm," grandma whispered, kissing my cock gently. "You taste so good." I smiled and dropped to my knees to hug Grandma Elliot. She pulled me to her with her arms around my neck, and I cradled her in my arms and lowered her to the floor. We lay next to each other, exhausted by pleasure. I kissed grandma gently on the forehead and cuddled her against my chest, feeling her luscious tits spread out against my belly. "Hmmmm, "I whispered down to her. "I love you, grandma." "Billy . . .grandson," grandma answered quietly. "I love you so much." To Be Continued... Dating Grandma Ch. 3 I moved back in with grandma shortly after our first night together. I moved into the guest room, but I spent most nights in grandma's big king-sized bed, making love and cuddling with my sexy grandmother. I also started to do freelance technical work. I worked from home and set my own hours. Grandma meanwhile was going all out to enjoy our new relationship. The more we experimented sexually, the hornier she seemed to get. Some nights I'd have to work late to finish a project and grandma and I would play a game: she'd do her best to tempt me into her bed, while I did my best to resist. One night, while I was busy coding html, grandma put new batteries in her vibrator and went to town. As I sat in front of the computer, tapping away, I could hear her moaning my name as she plunged the vibrator in and out of her pussy. "Billy," Grandma called from her bedroom. "Pleeeeese Billy, come in her and take care of your grandmother. I neeeeeed you" Needless to say, I didn't resist for very long and before I knew it we'd be tangled in a sweaty knot in granny's sheets. Grandma had always been a sexy dresser. But now, she went out of her way to dress like she was halfway to the sack: short skirts, push-up bras, high heels, thongs, garters, corsets, boots, you name it. She threw out her old cotton sheets and bought a whole collection of silk and satin sheets. Plus, she bought a new floor-length mirror on wheels. Despite our energetic play between the sheets, grandma's real turn-on was flouting our taboo relationship. She never passed up an opportunity to let others glimpse our special love. For instance, a couple of times a week grandma would suggest we pick up a quick meal at the local fast-food restaurant. This really just gave her an opportunity to show off our love in public. Grandma would sit next to me dressed in a low-cut blouse and short skirt as I wheeled the car to the drive-through pick-up window. Once I'd pulled up, grandma would lean across me and smile at the (usually) girl in the window. If it was a new girl, grandma would announce: "Hey, honey, this is my grandson. Ain't he a cutie?" Typically, the girl would smile uncertainly. Grandma would proceed to snuggle up against my chest, pushing her tits up into my face. Then, as she gazed at the girl in the window, she'd slowly run her hand over my crotch. "He's so handsome," granny would say to the girl, who was by now flushed and confused. "He really makes his grandma happy." With that, she'd give me a big, wet sloppy kiss with lots of tongue. I'd grab the change and food from the girl, who would be in a state of shock, and we'd drive off, with grandma giggling and stroking my cock. About the fourth or fifth time we'd performed this act, we were greeted at the drive-up window by the manager, a chubby guy who sweated and licked his lips as he greeted us. Grandma went into her routine and the guy's eyes practically bugged out of his head. As I went to put the car in gear, grandma pulled my hand off the stick shift. "Hey buddy," she said to the manager, as she leaned across me. "You like what you see?" The manager gulped and smiled weakly. With that, grandma took a quick peek behind us to make sure we were the only car in line and crammed her full, sweet tits into my face. Never one to miss a quick meal, I started kissing and nibbling her fat, full breasts. I could feel grandma's nipples growing hard beneath her blouse as I ran my mouth over her tits. "Hmmmm," grandma moaned as she rubbed her tits back and forth across my face. "My grandson REALLY knows how to make his grandma hot." I glanced over at the manager whose face was now bright red and covered in sweat. My cock started to harden as grandma began squeezing and massaging it. I reached up and expertly popped granny's tits out of her blouse. As I stared at her luscious breasts, my gaze fastened on her two puffy, thick nipples jutting forward right into my face. I fastened my mouth around one and sucked, licked, and nibbled it while I reached to squeeze both mammoth tits in my hands. I could feel my hips churning, almost involuntarily, against grandma's hands, and then I felt her pull my zipper down. "Oh shit," I mumbled around her tits. "Grandma, we can't fuck here." Grandma moaned, and I pushed her tits away from me as she now fastened her smooth, cool hands around my cock. I looked up to the manager, who was breathing hard and, evidently, playing with himself beneath the sill of the drive-through window. "Sorry pal," I said to him as I shifted the car into gear. "Maybe later. We'll be back for the food." The car lurched into motion as grandma bent down and fastened her lips around my cock, and we almost got home before I had to turn off onto a deserted street and let granny taste my cum. Then there was the UPS guy. I guess he and granny had been flirting for quite a while before she and I started fucking. But because I was constantly getting disks and project specs overnighted to me, she had seen a lot more of him since I'd moved back in. He name was Joe, and he was a tall good-looking, athleticly-built black guy, probably around 30 or so. One day, as I worked in the back bedroom of granny's apartment, I heard the doorbell ring and then Joe and grandma making conversation. I heard her giggle and then grandma called out. "Hey, Billy," she said. "Come on out here, I want to show Joe something." I smiled to myself and headed out to the living room dressed in my usual work attire, a pair of shorts and a tank top. Grandma was dressed in a sheer housecoat that revealed her red panties-bra outfit beneath. She was sitting on the couch and Joe was sitting in a chair across from her. Grandma patted the couch next to her. "Well, Joe," granny said, looping her arm in mine and patting my forearm with her other hand. "You know Billy and I are very close for a grandmother and grandson." Joe nodded and smiled, uncertain of what to expect next. "Joe," Grandma asked with a wicked grin. "Have you ever seen a grandmother kiss her grandson like this?" With that, she leaned over and plunged her tongue into my mouth. I reciprocated, and soon we were hungrily devouring each other's mouths. I pulled granny close to me as she wrapped her hands around tightly around my neck. As we tongue-fucked, I followed granny's gaze back, across the room to Joe, whose jaw had now dropped almost to the floor. "What the fuck," Joe muttered, once he'd cranked his jaw back into place. "Hmmmmm," grandma murmured, twisting around to face him. "Do you think we should, Joe?" Again, Joe's jaw dropped. Grandma and I returned to our kissing. I was getting really turned-on at the sight of Joe sitting across from us, taken by complete surprise. My cock was quickly telescoping to its full, hard length. Grandma reached down through the waistband of my shorts and pulled it out. She groaned in pleasure and turned to see Joe's reaction as she started stroking my dick. Joe was breathing hard and licking his lips. His hand had drifted to his thigh, and I could see he was itching to start playing with himself. As grandma stroked my dick, I pulled open her house coat and started playing with her tits. She moaned and slid her legs over mine so that she sat on my lap with her legs on the outside of mine. I reached down to take a cheek in each hand, squeezing and pinching her luxurious ass. I peeked under granny's shoulder to see that Joe had begun stroking himself through his shorts. I could see his big cock swelling up tight against the leg of his shorts. Grandma meanwhile reached around her back with one arm and started playing with my dick and my balls. I wondered how far she was going to take this as I started to rotate my hips in pleasure and desire. "Well, Joe," Grandma gasped as she turned to watch the UPS man over her shoulder. "What do you think? Uh. Don't you think we make a pretty sexy couple, my grandson and me?" Joe just nodded and kept on stroking his cock. Impatient and feeling my cock grow hard, I started pulling grandma's panties off her hips as she raised ass off my crotch to help. Suddenly, Joe's walkie-talkie squawked into life. "433. 433," a loud staticky voice shouted. "Where the fuck are you Joe?" Joe swore to himself and tried to ignore his dispatcher. "Hey, numb nuts," the voice exploded from the walkie-talkie. "Get your ass in here . . this shipment for 244 Clason has been waiting for an hour." Joe fumbled with the walkie-talkie and raised it to his mouth. "Yeah," he muttered hoarsely. "Okay, okay. This is 433. I'm on my fucking way." Grandma and I had paused briefly when the walkie-talkie first went off, but we were too far along in our passion to stop completely. Within a couple of seconds, I was pulling granny's panties down while she squirmed to get her pussy free. I saw Joe stand up, his fat cock clearly outlined in his shorts. "Shit, Mz. Elliot," he mumbled. "I got to go. Shit." Grandma paused and twisted her torso to face Joe. "Hmmmm, ok Joe," she murmured. "C'mere baby." Joe approached the couch slowly. Grandma reached out and pulled him closer as she craned her neck upward. "Gimme a kiss, Joe," she whispered with one hand wrapped around Joe's forearm and the other around my cock. Joe leaned down and grandma fastened her lips onto his while she looped her arm around his neck. Soon, she and Joe were trading tongue while she renewed her stroking of my cock. Now it was my turn to groan at the sight of this sexy threesome. Joe broke the kiss and, panting, gave one of grandma's tits a squeeze. She moaned. "Shit." Joe swore again. "I'll be back." Grandma grinned and gave Joe's cock a quick squeeze. "I hope so," she answered. "Don't you, Billy?" "You bet," I managed to mumble as I wrapped my hand around grandma's on my cock. "Soon, Joe." "See you soon Billy," Joe smiled, then turned and headed out the front door. "Hmmm," grandma murmured as Joe closed the door behind him. "I can't wait for him to get back baby. Let's get fucking anyway." I laughed and pushed my cock slowly into granny's hot, sopping wet pussy. Soon we were fucking like dogs on the couch. Needless to say, Joe didn't get back until after his shift was over, about four hours later. But, granny and I were waiting for him, stark nude and ready for action, when he walked back in the door. The three of us spent most of the night fucking and sucking until Joe had to leave for home and his wife around midnight. Grandma and I went on to cultivate a very serious relationship with Joe, and eventually with his wife Ginny. More about that later. Finally, one more example of grandma's insatiable appetite for display. This one had to be the biggest turn-on of all in our career of semi-public acts of passion. It was about nine o'clock, maybe a week or so after Joe's first visit, when the phone rang. I was watching t.v. and granny was in her bedroom, reading a magazine. She picked up the phone. "Oh, hello, Patty," I heard her say gushingly. "How are you?" Patty was my mom, granny's daughter. I gulped. The very thought of my mother even possibly detecting something between me and grandma made me nervous. Grandma chatted with mom for a couple of minutes. Then, I heard her hiss loudly to me,"Billy, get in here." Swallowing my anxiety, I shambled into grandma's bedroom. She was sitting on the edge of the bed dressed in her nightie while she talked on the phone. She motioned me over and patted the bed behind her. Slightly confused, I crawled onto the bed and sat behind her. Grandma turned and smiled, and then motioned to her shoulders. She wanted a backrub while she talked to my mom on the phone. Nervous and a little dismayed, I sidled up behind granny and started to rub and squeeze her shoulders. She arched her back in pleasure and smiled up at me. "No, no Patty," she said into the phone. "He's fine. Yes." I could hear my mother's dim, tinny voice coming from the receiver. "No, he's out now." Grandma said. "Yeah, I don't know. Probably out messing around with some young thing." Granny laughed. "Well, Patty," she continued. "He's a strong, healthy kid." I could hear my mother squawking on the other end of the line. Grandma started to rub her back against me as I massaged her shoulders. She let out a small groan as I squeezed and kneaded her upper arms. "Oh . .no . .Patty," she said into the phone. "No. That's my boyfriend. He's giving me a little massage. And it feels so good." Mom did some more squawking. "No, it's alright. Really." Grandma continued. "What could be more pleasant than talking with my daughter while I get a massage." I heard mom talking again and then grandma laughed. "Don't worry, Patty," granny said. "It's just a massage." Grandma arched her back again, thrusting her big tits into the air. The sight of her cleavage started my cock twitching. "Who is he?" Grandma laughed into phone. "You'd never guess honey." Granny started rolling her tits around as I paused my massage, frozen by nervousness. Grandma put her hand on mine and pulled it down, toward her breasts. I exhaled and reached down with both hands to cradle and cup her tits. "Ohhh," Grandma whispered into the phone. "Yes, he's a younger man." I could hear my mom's shocked tones on the phone as I ran my hands around the delicious curves and swells of granny's tits. I reached down and thumbed her nipples, then squeezed them between my fingers. "Yes, Patty," grandma said. "He's less than half my age." Again, my mom squawked. Grandma cradled the phone between her shoulder and her chin and covered my hands with hers, helping me to play with her full, firm tits. "Well," she murmured into the phone. "Just cause I'm 59 doesn't mean I'm dead." Now it was my mom's turn to laugh. My cock started to inch down my leg and grandma, feeling it swell against her back, started to rub herself like a kitten against my crotch. "Hmmmm . . .yes baby," she said to me with a grin. "Move down a little bit lower." I smiled too and reached down to run my hand through her silky bush. "What?" Grandma said into the phone. "No, Patty. Don't go. It's only a massage. Relax.. He's really very good at. You should try him some time." With that, I froze. But, grandma, grinning now, pulled my hand down to her pussy and pushed it along her pussy lips. "Yes, Patty," grandma continued. "He's young, and he's strong, and he's got so much energy. You wouldn't believe it." I inserted a finger into granny's pussy as I played with her nipple. She inhaled sharply and jammed my finger deeper into her pussy. "Yesssss, Patty," granny said to my mom. "There really is something to be said for younger men." Grandma shifted her weight and leaned the left side of her body onto the bed, drawing her legs up off the floor. I followed her down onto the bed until we were lying together, my crotch against her ass, one hand still on her tit, and the other halfway up her pussy. Granny started to squirm her hips against my crotch. She moaned softly. I could hear my mom talking more quietly now on the other end of the phone line. "Well, Patty," grandma sighed softly. "He's giving me a total body massage. His strong hands are on my thighs now and I can feel his young, hard body close to mine." Granny moaned and switched the phone to her other shoulder so she could reach down through her legs and grab my hard cock. I grunted. "That's it baby," grandma said half to me and half to my mom. "Ohhhhhh, that's just right." Granny guided my cock into her pussy and soon I felt my dick wrapped in the soft, hot wetness of her pussy. Slowly, I pushed deeper inside her. "Ohhhhhh," grandma moaned softly. "Yesss, Patty, uh huh, uh huh. He's very skilled. Yes, honey. He's really-good looking." As I started to slowly fuck grandma from behind, I lowered my head to her fat breast and started sucking on her nipple. With her free hand, granny pushed my head down firmly onto her tit. "Ohhh, Patty," she moaned into the phone. "Yes, he's got endurance. He can go and go all night. Ohhhhhhh." By now, it was clear that my mother knew granny was getting fucked. But far from being disgusted, the sound of it must have been turning her on. Knowing this, I started to slide my dick faster in and out of granny. "Mmmmmm," grandma practically moaned into the phone. "Patty, he's delicious. He's so strong and hard. Ohhhhh, soooo fucking hard." Spurred by granny's description, I pushed her onto her belly and shifted myself around onto her ass. Grandma grabbed the phone as it slid off her shoulder and crammed it against her mouth. By now, she was gasping for breath and I was pounding my dick in and out of her pussy. "Mmmmmm, Patty," grandma moaned. "He's so young and sexy. I love it when he does it to me. Uh . . .uh. Yesss, that's it baby." As my cock felt harder and harder, I pressed my chest against granny's shoulders and began bouncing my crotch against her big juicy ass, driving my dick in and out of her in rapid-fire thrusts. I reached out and grabbed her wrists in my hand and pulled her arms to her side and gently gnawed at granny's neck as I fucked her. She dropped the phone next to her head and burrowed her face into the bed. "That's it, baby," she grunted. "Ohhhh . . .yesss . . uh . .uh . .uh. Hmmm . . .give it to me honey. Oh, yeah. Yeah." I wasn't sure if my mom was still on the other end of the phone, but I didn't care anymore as the pleasure running up and down my cock carried me away. Sweating, I let go of grandma's hands and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her body back onto my plunging dick. Grandma grabbed the pillow in her hands and moaned in ecstasy as her ass quivered and shook to the rhythm of my cock pounding away at her pussy. "Ohhhh, Patty," she screeched. "Baby . .yesss . .he's giving it to me. My little boy is fucking me, Patty. Ohhh . . .it's soo good." I groaned and felt the cum welling up in my balls. Grandma sensed my climax and began jiggling her ass wildly against my cock. I dropped my head to her shoulder, pile-driving my cock into her, and I suddenly found myself grunting practically right into the phone. Grandma's voice had dissolved into a staccato of sighs and grunts. I felt my balls tighten and with a series of superquick thrusts my cock erupted in pleasure and cum. Grandma let out a huge groan and tightened her ass against my crotch. I shook my dick in her pussy and then, with a bark of release and pleasure, collapsed onto her. Cooing like a girl, grandma humped her ass up against my dick, trying to grind out yet more orgasm. When I heard my mom's voice on the phone, I blinked my eyes open. My cock was still half-buried in granny's cunt. "Sally, Sally," I heard my mom gasp. "Jesus, Sally, are you okay?" With a groan of satisfaction, grandma grabbed the phone. "Mmmmm," she murmured into the receiver, flashing me a toothy smile. "I'm more than alright Patty." Grandma blew me a kiss as I rolled off her back and flopped onto my back next to her. She crawled up onto me and rested her tits across my chest, propping herself up to continue talking on the phone. "Sorry, Patty," Grandma said. "We got carried away." There was a pause. I felt the cool air rushing around my wet, rapidly deflating cock. "Oh cut it out," Granny said with a giggle and a smile, reaching down to squeeze my cheeks in her hand. "You know you like it. Who wouldn't." "Here," Grandma said. "I'm going to give him a kiss for being so good to me, and you can listen in." Granny leaned down and, holding the phone next to our lips, she gave me a wet, sloppy kiss, practically licking me across the lips. "Hmmmm," she said into the phone. "Okay, Patty. Yeah. Maybe you'll meet him when you visit. Bye hon." Dating Grandma Ch. 3 Grandma laid the phone back in its cradle and rolled over into my open arms. "You're a bad, bad woman," I said to her as she nestled her head against my chest. "Ain't I though," grandma answered with a smile as she stroked my balls and kissed my chest. "Ain't I though, you bad, bad boy." We both laughed. To Be Continued...