****** Grandmother Drugged and Raped by Billy Zane ******
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Grandmother Drugged and Raped


Things were going well. I had developed a quite good empire. Sure I was only
14. However as I sold and did not use the drugs, I had things fairly well under
control. My parents knew nothing of my activities. But I was the drug lord at
my local school.

The power was fantastic. I had already had sex with a couple of 16-year-old
girls. They were desperate for some smack. I provided and they put out. One of
them, Mandy was a virgin.

The scream of pleasure and pain as I thrust myself inside of her was exiting.
She had come to me straight from school. Was still wearing the school uniform.
She had no money.

"I'll do anything for some stuff," she said.

I was not going to give any freebies, so I told her to lift up her dress.
Picture a schoolgirl. Wearing patent leather flat shoes. White socks around the
ankles. The lifted dress revealing white panties. I told her to drop the
panties. She did.

I undid the belt of my genes and undid the zip. My cock flopped forward. Suck
it I commanded. She did. I lay there as she sucked me off. Finally just as I
was ready to explode I thrust myself deep inside of her.

As usually happens just as life seems to be really good. Fate throws up an
unexpected turn of events. My parents managed to get themselves killed in a car
accident. I had no other relatives accept my Grandmother. Which meant that I
had to move to live with her. Here I was a streetwise city kid having to move
to hick town U.S.A. My Grandmother lived in a small community in the Bible
belt. I had not met her. She disagreed with my Dad (her son) marrying mom. So
she had nothing to do with us.

The most disappointing thing was that my little empire was about to crash. I
guess the only thing to do was to start again in Hickville. It would not be so
hard. I had a fair bit of stock on hand. Cash would not be a problem. I had
thousands put aside. I would just lay down low for awhile. Check out the scene,
then once I had got things sorted, move in.

That was the plan. However my first meeting with my Grandmother, Grace
Fielding, did not go well. Grace is in her late 60's early 70's. Standing at
about 5 foot 3 inches and weighing about 100 pounds. You could tell that she
had a trim taut figure, but that was about all you could tell, as her dress was
a neck to ankle job. She had long silver hair that was tied up in a fashion
similar to those cameo broaches that you see around.

I did not get a loving welcome, but a lying down of the law. My daily
activities were outlined, including an hour Bible reading. It was like I had
been caught for my previous activities and sent to prison. I would have to
accept it for the moment. Till I could think of something.

Weeks past and I discovered that Grace was fairly puritanical. Basically I was
not allowed to do anything. She figured that she had been far too liberal with
her own son. She was not going to make the same mistake with me.

There was a school social coming up. I had found out which of the kids were
users. I needed to get there to start up my business again. Only thing was how
to get out of the house. Fortunately I am chemistry major. Often I would make
my own happy pills at the school lab. All I had to do was put her out for the
night. Then maybe I could make some money and maybe get laid.

The night of the social arrived. Grace was sitting on the couch watching a TV
evangelist. I offered to make her a hot drink. She thanked me and said yes. The
powder dissolved into the drink easily. Shortly after Grace was fast asleep on
the couch. She would be there until morning.

To a certain degree my venture to the school social was a total success. I made
over $1000.00. Plan 2 was a total failure. I arrived at my Grandmother's house
with my balls ready to burst. Hickville's Bible culture strikes again. I sat
down on a chair opposite my unconscious Grandmother, contemplating heading up
to my room to jerk off.

I got up and walked over to her. Leaning forward I fondled Grace's breasts.
Surprisingly they felt quit firm. Grace was once again wearing one of her neck
to ankle outfits. I bent down and took hold of the hem. Lifted it and placed it
above her waist. Grace had a very light frame, it was easy to lift her up and
raise her dress.

Returning to my seat, I turned on a light on the way, I sat down and surveyed
the scene. Black slightly heeled shoes. Black Tights, not stockings. Basically
a pair of very shapely legs. There was a slight bulge at the crotch. Above was
a flat stomach. It was then that I noticed that I was stroking my own groin.

I got up again and removed Grace's tights. Once more I returned to my seat.
Grace's legs were pale. I gather that the sun has not shone on them for years.
A small number of blue veins could be seen around the calf area. Her thighs
were clear but had some signs of cellulite. The overall effect was quite
pleasing. Her white cotton panties reminding me of the virgin Mandy.

I made up my mind, moving towards Grace I slid off her panties, moved her
forward on the couch and spread her legs. Taking off my own pants I took hold
of my rock hard cock and thrust it deep inside of my own Grandmother. I was
surprised at how tight she felt. This was not pretty. I was not trying to
please anyone but myself. That would have been hard anyway, as Grace was
unconscious. Finally I shot my load and collapsed on top of my Grandmother.

It took me a little while to recover. Finally I dressed myself, then Grace. The
following morning Grace awoke a little confused, but with no idea as to what
went on. My next task would be to develop a drug that would allow me to fuck
her again while she was conscious. A little bit of work to do in the lab. I had
to admit that even though Grace was as old as she is. She was a good fuck.

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