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Journey into Incest
Chapter 4
Sally and Jason arrived at Grandma=s house earlier than expected. Sally had
planned on spending more time at the park than they did, but she really
didn=t have any complaints as to how things had turned out. She had
thoroughly enjoyed her incestuous relations with her son, and the strong
orgasm had left her feeling relaxed but energized. She had worried about
showing up at her mother=s without any pantyhose on, but as she pulled into
the driveway she saw her mom planting flowers in an old pair of pants and a
baggy old shirt. AI guess we dressed up for nothing,@ she thought.
The pair got out of the car and walked over to Cathy, Sally=s mom. Cathy
stood and hugged her daughter and grandson. Jason was almost as tall as his
grandmother and felt her low-hanging breasts press into his torso just above
his waist. They felt incredibly soft and yielding. He wondered if she was
wearing a bra. In spite of his recent orgasm, he felt his cock start to
swell. He broke off the hug and stuck his hands in his pockets. He was used
to having his mother see his stiff prick by now, but his grandmother was
another story.
AI=ll go into the house and start lunch while you finish up here, Mom,@
volunteered Sally.
AGreat, dear, there=s some sliced ham in the fridge for sandwiches.@
AJason, you stay here and help your grandmother as much as you can without
getting your slacks dirty.@
AActually, Jase, there=s a pair of freshly washed shorts on the dryer that
your cousin left here last weekend. You could be a lot more help in those.
They might be a little big, but you can borrow a belt and make do. Jason
ran into the house to find the shorts. He saw them sitting on the dryer, so
he kicked off his shoes, pulled off his precious slacks, and stepped into
the shorts. They were pretty big, but no one important would see him here
so he decided to look for a belt even though he knew he would look like a
dork. AMom, A he shouted, ADo you know where I can find a belt for these
shorts?@
ACheck in your grandfather=s dresser, dear.@
Jason=s grandpa had died over six months ago, but apparently his grandma
hadn=t gotten around to getting rid of all of his stuff. He went to the
bedroom and immediately found a belt. He couldn=t resist a quick peek in
his grandmother=s drawers to see if he could find anything interesting. The
first one he looked in had all of her bras in it. There was a black, lacy
one right on top, which he picked up and examined. He was amazed that his
grandmother would wear anything so sexy. He just assumed older women
weren=t interested in sex anymore and would wear plain white underwear. His
grandmother was in her late fifties; he was surprised to think that she
might be interested in being sexy.
AJason, did you find a belt?@
AYeah, Mom, this one will work.@ He put the bra back and closed the drawer.
He then hurried outside to help his grandma.
When he walked out of the house he noticed his grandma was on her hands and
knees, digging a hole for a small plant. AHelp me dig this hole, Jase.@
Jason knelt across from his grandma and began digging. AThat should be deep
enough,@ she said. Jason sat back as his grandma began to put composted
soil into the hole. He noticed he could see well down her shirt and that
she definitely wasn=t wearing a bra. Her breasts hung down and appeared
very long. There was a small gap between them at her chest, but then they
flared out and touched each other. Jason knew he shouldn=t stare, but he
couldn=t help himself. He could feel his dick start to grow. His mother
had started buying him boxer shorts several months ago and the borrowed
shorts fit very loosely, so there was nothing to restrict the impetuous
organ=s growth. Within seconds he was fully hard and tenting the shorts.
He didn=t think his grandma would notice as long as he stayed on his hands
and knees.
Cathy finished filling the hole with soil and popped in the plant. She
vigorously packed the rich soil around the plant, which caused her breasts
to sway and wobble considerably. The movement caused the top button of her
shirt to pop open, but she seemed not to notice. Jason noticed with great
delight that now he could see all of his grandma=s left tit! He could even
see her thick, brownish nipple! It was not as long as his mother=s were,
but it was larger in diameter as was her areola.
AO.K., good. Now help me dig this next hole, please. It=s the last one.@
ASure, Grandma.@ Jason started digging, but all of his concentration was on
the swaying, jiggling sight of his grandma=s tits. By the time the hole was
finished, Jason had seen every bit of both of Cathy=s breasts and nipples.
His cock was straining. The sensitive underside of his cock head rubbed on
the shorts as he worked, causing significant stimulation.
Cathy finished with the last plant and began placing the empty plastic pots
in a wooden flat. She picked up the flat as she stood up. AOh, would you
mind carrying this to the garage for me, dear?@ Jason was reluctant to
stand up for fear Grandma would see his straining cock making his shorts
poke out, but he didn=t see any way out of it. Maybe she wouldn=t notice.
He slowly stood up while watching Grandma=s face. At first she was looking
toward the garage, but when he was fully standing she looked right at the
tent in his pants and hesitated before handing him the flat. AFollow me,
dear. I want you to put this up on a high shelf for me,@ was all she said.
Jason followed along with the flat held above his cock head and hoped at
least no neighbors would see he had a huge hard on. He watched his
grandmother=s plump ass cheeks move up and down as he followed her. He made
himself look away and felt ashamed. AI=m becoming a pervert,@ he thought.
When they got to the garage, Cathy said, APut the flat up on that shelf.
You=ll have to use this wobbly step stool but don=t worry, I=ll hold you so
you won=t fall.@ Jason obligingly stepped up on the stool. It was pretty
shaky. As he got to the second step, his grandmother reached around him
from behind. He felt her breasts on his butt first, then she encircled him
with her arms and pressed his erection up against his belly with her
forearms. AGo ahead now dear, you won=t fall.@
AGram I=m sorry..., I..., uh, about my..., uh....@ ADon=t worry about that,
dear. Grandma=s a big girl and knows that young men=s penises get hard
frequently. Don=t ever be ashamed about that in front of me. I=m proud
that you=re turning into such a handsome, virile, young man.@
AThanks, Gram.@
Cathy was proud of herself for her cool and rational response regarding her
grandson=s discomfort about her touching his stiff cock. The truth was she
wanted to touch it when she first saw it as she handed him the flat of pots
in the yard. She hadn=t thought much about sex since her husband died, but
being confronted with such a show of youthful virility had re-awakened her
dormant pussy. She couldn=t resist the opportunity to touch her grandson=s
raging erection in the garage, and doing so had really made her pussy start
to buzz. She began plotting to create further opportunities to play with
Jason=s penis.
AO.K., Jason, I think we=re done here. Let=s go into the house and see if
we can help your mother get lunch on the table.@ The two of them entered
the house and found that Sally had lunch almost ready. She was just pouring
cups of coffee for her mother and herself. She noticed her son=s penis was
erect as usual, and that he wasn=t trying to conceal it from her mother.
She assumed her mother was just trying to ignore it in hopes that the
problem would go away by itself. She thought her mother must be completely
unaware of what a persistent troublemaker her son=s erection could be.
As they ate their lunch, Cathy and Sally did most of the talking; catching
each other up on the latest gossip about family and friends. Jason sat
silently wondering how he could get some time to himself to jack-off. When
they had finished eating, Cathy said, ASally, I=m feeling pretty tired after
my yard work. Would you mind running to the store to pick up a few things
for me? I=ll take care of the dishes while you=re gone.@
ASure, Mom. I guess that would be O.K.@
AI could use Jason=s help with some more chores around here.@ Cathy made
out a shopping list and gave it to Sally, who promptly headed out the door.
Cathy waited until she heard the car pull out of the driveway and said,
AJason, I=m worried about your testicles. Aren=t they starting to hurt from
your penis being erect for so long?@
AYeah, Gram, and my penis aches too.@
ADo you know what to do about that, dear?@
AYeah! Mom taught me how to masturbate a few days ago.@
AShe taught you? Did she actually touch your penis?@
ASort of. She stroked it a few times to show me how, but then she made me
go to my room to finish myself. But Gram! This was the coolest thing!
This morning at the park, I got a stiff one from Mom=s friend Jean rubbing
her breasts all over me, so I ran to the car to jack-off. Mom got there
before I finished and told me to catch my white stuff in a tissue so I
wouldn=t get my pants dirty; but there weren=t any tissues, so she sucked
all my jism out with her mouth! Man, Gram, it felt unbelievable!@
AI=ll bet it did. So have you and your mother had sex often?@
ANo, that was the first thing we=ve ever done together.@
ACome with me, dear. Gram is going to show you a new way to take care of
your penis!@ Cathy led her grandson to her bedroom. ATake off your
clothes, dear .@ Cathy unbuttoned her shirt, giving Jason a new view of her
breasts. Jason stared at his grandma=s low-hanging tits. In spite of the
fact that they weren=t as firm looking as the girls= in high school that
Jason liked to look at, he really wanted to feel them badly.
AGram, may I feel your breasts?=
ACall them tits, dear. Gram likes to use street language during sex. It
makes it more exciting. But, yes, lift them and squeeze them together and
lick and suck my nipples; Gram likes that.@ Jason didn=t need to be told
twice. He slowly cupped her tits and gently lifted them up and down. He
switched his grip and lifted them and squeezed them together and began
licking her areolas around and around. He sucked her nipples- left, right,
back and forth.
ASuck a little harder, sweetheart! Ooo, yeah, Gram likes that! You=re
making my cunt so wet, oh God, I can=t wait any longer!@ Cathy broke the
embrace and lay on the bed on her back. AGet between my legs, Jase. Now
lie on top of me. That@s right!@ Cathy grabbed his cock and pulled it
toward her wet cunt. APush with your butt, Dear!@ Jason=s hard cock slid
into her with little resistance. ANow move your cock in and out of my cunt!
Yeah! Grind Grandma=s pussy with your belly on the in-stroke! Oh, God,
that feels so good! It=s been so long! I... oh! Oh! Oh! Uh! Uh!
Unnnhh- ah!@ screamed Cathy in orgasm.
Jason was transported into another world when his cock slid into his
grandmother=s soft, warm, wet cunt. His mother=s sucking had been terrific,
but he liked this even better. After the brief instructions by his grandma,
nature took over; and he began thrusting into the willing pussy with all his
strength. His grandmother=s orgasm brought him right to the edge. AOh,
Gram, your cunt feels so good!@
AGood, Dear. Now fuck it! Fuck your grandma=s hairy cunt! Shoot all your
jism inside me!@
AYeah, Gram. I love fucking your cunt! I want to shoot inside you! Oh
wow, I=m cumming in your cunt, Grandma!@
Meanwhile Sally had driven half way to the store and realized she had left
her purse at her mother=s. She quickly turned around and headed back. She
left the car running in the driveway and entered the house. She heard the
noise right away. Screams and grunts were coming from the rear of the
house, so Sally ran back to investigate. When she got to her mother=s open
bedroom door, she saw her son lying on top of her mother with his cock
buried to the hilt in her pussy. Her mother had her hands on his butt and
seemed to be encouraging his slow, short thrusting movements. She was
saying, AThat was terrific, Jase, we=ll have to do a lot more of that from
now on.@
AWhat the hell=s going on in here?@ screamed Sally.