Grandma's Story 

By James Bellamy
E-mail comments to      jbellamy@renman.net
Chapter Three

Isabel stretched and had a pleasurable yawn, feeling 
wonderfully satisfied.  She thought back over her 
night of wildness.  "Good grief - what have I done?"  
Realizing that she had had broken quite a few taboos 
and rules.  Not exactly her style really, though she 
had always been a sexual and sensuous person, enjoying 
the touch and feel of it all.  But now, with her 
grandson's encouragement, she had engaged in multiple 
partner sex.  Not only that, she had finished the 
night of revelry in bed with her lovely and loving 
grandson, himself.

Isabel thought about it with a serious expression for 
awhile, then, in spite of herself, a smile came to her 
lips thinking about Jeff and his wonderful beautiful 
young hardness.  The way it had started as he 
accidentally touched the pile of her silky undies 
dropped carefully on her vanity bench.  She thought 
back over the times over the years she had noticed her 
things in  disarray.   "I secretly liked the idea of 
Jeff touching her sexy panties and stockings - I know 
I did  -- why so hard to admit it?"

"And, what now?"  Can things be OK and close and 
comfortable between them?  Can they still freely 
discuss sex, will Jeff still confide in her, will he 
ask for help when he is troubled?  

"Hard to say, but I hope so!" she muttered.  And what 
about the sex?  She had given herself to him like a 
long lost lover.  Certainly not OK by community 
standards.  But, it was delightful, she admitted, her 
hand moving between her legs and cupping the mound of 
her sexuality, feeling the silky curls there.   "Well, 
he is only a half grandson," she mused, son from a 
previous marriage of her daughter's husband.  Both 
having died in a plane crash several years ago, Isabel 
had taken over the raising of Jeff through his teen 
years.  It had been a labor of love, and they had 
grown completely devoted to each other over those 
years.

Isabel made her decision.  

"I'm not going to worry about it.  If we can get past 
this phase in a loving way, I'm .......... not going 
to fight it ....... I guess,  I can't really, ........ 
as long as no one is being hurt ...... I guess,"  her 
voice trailed off as she heard Jeff moving around in 
the next room. Isabel had made her decision.  

"Maybe I can teach him the ways for sex to be a really 
lifelong positive feeling, maybe I can help him be a 
truly great life partner for some lucky girl" she 
thought.

Apart from a few minutes of concerned looks exchanged 
in both directions as they sipped their Sunday coffee 
and looked distractedly through the paper, it seemed 
not to have raised strains between them.   

Isabel discussed her thoughts about being a good early 
influence on the way he developed as a sex partner for 
the future.  Jeff, smiled with relief  and expressed 
his delight at the idea.  They agreed that they wanted 
things to stay as before, with the possibility of 
occasional lovemaking.  

"My problem is going to be not wanting you every 
single night, grandma, I know that is going to be a 
big problem, but I agree to the terms,"  this was the 
way Jeff expressed it.  "The problem is that you are 
more attractive to me than anyone my own age I have 
met.   But I know how lucky I am to have you and I 
want this to be completely OK with you, that's 
important."

"It's wonderful to have such a loving relationship," 
she said, "and I don't know how I could live without 
occasionally being physical about it."  Isabel felt 
her panties getting wet already, just talking about 
this.  She wondered if she could live by the terms, 
herself.

She thought of the article she had read a week ago 
about 
women in their mid-fifties developing a huge 
rejuvenation of their sex drive.  

"Wow, I can certainly attest to that!' she mused, to 
herself.  "What a rejuvenation week this has been!"  
She also noticed that Jeff's trousers showed an 
attractive bulge that she thought she had better not 
think about.

They managed to be true to their words for the next 
two weeks, to the day.  On that Sunday, Jeff suggested 
they have Sunday brunch at the Country Club nearby.  
Isabel was dressing, listening to the sound of Jeff 
getting ready in the next room.  She had slipped into 
her white cotton panties, and let her breasts settle 
into her normal everyday bra that didn't match the 
panties, hooking it and staring into the mirror.  She 
gazed at herself, thinking that for 54 years old she 
didn't look all that bad ............. She paused, 
biting her lip, pensively.

Quickly she slipped out of the panties, loosed the bra 
and tossed both onto the bed.  Searching her drawers, 
she found matching violet panties and bra and held 
them up to picture the effect.  With a nod, she held 
the panties out and slipped first one leg and then the 
other into them and snapped the elastic in place, a 
perfect shapely fit across her bottom.  The dark 
triangle of her pubic mound showed through the sheer 
fabric.  As she looped the straps of the bra over her 
arms, pulled it into place and leaned forward to watch 
her breasts fall into the support of her bra  cups, 
Jeff leaned in through the half open door.  

"Ooops, sorry, I thought you were already dressed, 
Gram."     She could see his eyes drinking in the 
sight as he noticed the triangle between her legs and 
the cleavage enhanced by the push up bra.  Jeff's face 
reddened in spite of their agreed intimacy.  "I'm 
ready when you are," he shouted heading down the hall 
quickly.

Isabel, smiled to herself and pulled her pantyhose up 
her legs, struggling one leg at a time until the 
crotch settled comfortingly against her panties.  She 
slipped into a tailored silk dress with buttons down 
the front.  At the last moment she decided to wear a 
half-slip, and the mirror told her she was ready.

Isabel walked into the familiar club surroundings 
saying hello to many acquaintances and, Jeff noticed, 
attracting the attention of many of the men present - 
of all ages.  

She was a very attractive women.  One of those women 
who never quite age, the gray comes to their hair, 
they gain a little weight in spite of their diets, but 
somehow it just makes them more attractive.  Jeff 
admired her himself for a moment, her breasts high and 
prominent, tenting the clinging silk.  It wasn't 
tight, it just looked wonderful falling from the peaks 
of her beautiful breasts..  It fell then to a slight 
bulge of her stomach, this too just making her look 
more attractive, it looked smooth and soft and 
inviting.  The dress flowed down and tightened at her 
hips and then emphasized the curve of her thighs on 
the way to her knees.  Her heels and erect posture 
guaranteed her a lot of attention from the men!  Her 
nylons were that rich medium tone and of a quality 
which made them look - it is strange to say - not 
quite dry, as if painted there to give her calves more 
inviting dimension.  "Delicious, that's the only word 
for her." he thought.

They bumped a couple of times as they went through the 
buffet line and Jeff felt his trousers tighten over 
his increasing hardness each time.  Isabel was still 
smiling and greeting people. Jeff's hand touched her 
bottom as she turned quickly to speak to someone.  It 
was a nice feeling, soft, yielding under the silk, 
sliding over the silkiness of her pantyhose and 
warming his hand slightly.  Then he had to move away.  
The second time, he thought he felt her linger longer 
than necessary against the back of his hand.  This 
time she had turned toward him and his knuckles grazed 
her just above the pubic mound, then settled against 
her hip.  The same sliding silkiness.

It was one of those big sumptuous and sensual-feeling 
old clubs.  The white tablecloth nearly to the floor, 
heavy silver and modernized furnishings.  As they 
talked, it was clear that they were both feeling 
excited.  After ordering the second Bloody Mary, 
Jeff's knee touched hers.  He left it there, testing 
whether she would move away.  Eventually she did, but 
immediately he felt her stockinged foot touch his 
ankle and slip sexily up his pants leg.  She looked at 
him and winked, giving him a smile at the same time.  
His cock was now in a state making it impossible to 
stand up. 

"I'll get your dessert, shall I? She said with a 
smile, knowing that he probably wasn't in condition to 
stand up right now.  As she walked away, Jeff noted 
that her panty line made an attractive indentation 
across the softness of her bottom and moved under the 
clinging dress provocatively.  

When she returned she leaned on the table with both 
hands and  looked down at the two deserts and then at 
him.  They have chocolate and strawberry toppings, so 
I brought one of each, you get first choice.  Which 
one do you like?"  One more button had come loose at 
the top of her dress.  Jeff stared into the darkness 
between her breasts. The separation or her bra 
enhanced a cleavage made opulent by the twin soft 
round curves that formed the chasm.  Jeff longed to 
nuzzle her there.  He looked up into her smiling eyes.  
".....uh the ...strawberry, please, he croaked.

"Sure that's what you want now, sweetheart?  You can 
have either.  Or both, if you like."   The Bloody 
Marys had made her playful and she was enjoying the 
fact that she looked and felt attractive today.

Jeff drove them home.  His hand touched the nyloned 
sheen of her knee after shifting gears and his hardon 
increased his discomfort.  Isabel turned toward him 
and slipping her skirt up her thighs, placed her feet 
into his lap.  Jeff happily held her feet against him 
with one hand while driving with the other.  Glancing 
toward her he could see up the avenue of her thighs to 
the darkness of her pussy.   The nylons glistened, and 
his hand slipped upward, treasuring the silken path up 
under her skirt.  He let his hand rest there in the 
warmth of her thighs.  She rubbed his erect cock with 
the sole of one of her feet, loving the round feel of 
its hardness.  Isabel parted her thighs, letting his 
hand slip between them. Jeff felt the thrill of the 
slight sweatiness of her and the clinging nylon there 
in the heat of her body.

Isabel sat up and reached to unzip him.  "Don't you 
think it would be better if we took this out, Hon?"  
He nodded, staring down the road.  He felt her hand 
struggle with the zipper as he raised himself to help 
her, then the feel of her hand reaching through the 
slot in his shorts and fishing his hard cock out into 
the air.  "There, now."  She said, and leaned back 
again to place one foot against it again, showing him 
her open thighs again. 

Jeff felt the nyloned foot against his bare skin and 
groaned quietly.  Isabel twirled around it and played 
with it with her toes.  Her toes touched the slit at 
the very top of his prick.  "Do you like that, Jeffy?  
Does it feel as nice to you as it does to me, I 
wonder'

"I  ... think a lot better," he stammered, worried 
that he would come if she kept up.

"I don't know about that, dear, It feels awfully nice 
to me.  I love your hardness.  You look so beautiful.  
Watch that bus, dear."

He swerved in time.  

Isabel changed her tactic.  He felt her warm mouth 
engulf the head of his cock.  She swirled her tongue 
around it.  Her mouth was a wet warm loving blanket 
just holding and sucking on the head of his cock.  He 
felt Isabel twist and turn  her head so that she was 
moving his cock around her mouth.  It was completely 
and by all means the most sensational thing he had 
ever felt.  Then she pulled more of him into her.  He 
felt her choke slightly.  She stopped a minute then 
proceeded.  

Finally, nearly all of him was in her mouth and he 
could feel the back of her throat with the sensitive 
end of his cock.  Isabel had pulled his foreskin back 
completely to enhance the thrill.  Jeff stroked his 
Grandma's back through the silk of the dress.  
Smoothing it over the strap of her bra that he was 
fondling, longing for the moment when he could unsnap 
it and lift each tit out of it as she had done to his 
cock.

Sensing that he couldn't last much longer, Isabel 
pulled away leaving his wonderful young cock standing 
straight as a flagpole in the cool breeze.  She hugged 
his hand to her breast.  "let's find someplace nice to 
park for a minute, what do you say, Jeff"  She wanted 
his big cock and she really was starting to need it 
badly.  "Turn into the park, and go up to the top of 
the hill, I'll show you where we used to go when I was 
a girl, " she promised.

Jeff took directions and finally they were at the back 
of the big wooded park, near an apparently unused 
utility shed and sheltered by surrounding trees.
"There, now, how do you like this?   Did you think 
there was no new ideas left in your old grandma, she 
smiled.

"No way I thought that, Gram, ........ no way." Jeff 
was relieved to be off the road.

"Want to get in the back seat?    ........    I think 
that is supposed to be your line, not mine," she 
laughed.

Jeff was there in a moment nearly leaping over the 
seat back, while Isabel took time to move the seat 
forward as far as it would go, wanting as much comfort 
as possible.

She took the long way around, getting out and coming 
to the back through the doors. She sat curled up with 
one knee pointing to Jeff and the other spread wide.  
Jeff's hand was traveling up her thigh urgently.  He 
leaned forward to kiss his grandmother just as his 
hand reached its goal -- the taut nylon barrier of her 
pantyhose covering the  wetness of her pussy.  The 
heat between her legs was like a magnet to Jeff.  

Isabel steered Jeff's other hand to her breast and she 
felt him close around its softness.  His other hand 
soon joined the first and both her breasts were being 
lifted and squeezed and massaged through the silk of 
her dress.  Her bra with the unnecessary, but nice 
little puff of padding along the bottom of the cup 
gave her the extra lift and cleavage which he found 
wildly exciting.

She again found his shaft with her hand.  Gently she 
stroked him very lightly to make sure she didn't bring 
forth the cream of his passion too soon.  She slipped 
his foreskin back to see the head of his cock glisten, 
looking as if the skin would break it was so taut.  
They sat fondling each other happily for minutes.  

Jeff tasted  the bright red lipstick  as their tongues 
found each other, dueling between their lips.  Her 
breasts were like large oranges in his hands, feeling 
full and wonderfully soft, the way breasts do when 
they are just right.  He pulled on them and then 
trailed his fingers down to her nipples.  Isabel 
squirmed against his hands 

"oohhh, mmmmmnnn, sweetheart, ........... that feels 
so gooooood!  Keep it up honey ....... You are so good 
with my breasts ......  I just love it when you 
squeeze them. You make them feel so good ....  I can't 
tell you how good.  There, a little more, fill your 
hands with them."  

She leaned back and just let him play with her, giving 
her pleasure.  Soon enough, she lifted one breast out 
into his view and was thrilled to watch his eyes 
devour it and to hear the sharp intake of his breath 
as her nipple capped roundness, still not sagging with 
age.  Jeff's hand toyed with her big brown nipple, 
erect under his teasing, and fished out her other 
breast.  Now both pretty round soft orbs sat on the 
shelf of the push-up bra, with its lacy sheerness now 
crumpled under the proud breasts freed of its 
confines.  Jeff's mouth found her nipples and Isabel 
held his head first to suckle one and then the other, 
then back again to the first.

This left Jeff's hands free to roam her thighs up 
under her dress.  He marveled at the sleekness of the 
nylon.  His palms slipped along the outside of her 
thighs and reached around to where her hips swelled 
into soft buttocks waiting for his caress.  Isabel 
held her breasts up for him to suck, while she 
wondered at the tingling feeling his hands gave to her 
ass through the double nylon of pantyhose and panties.

"Oh, dear, ....... we're going to have to hurry, dear,  
.............. grandma is getting really excited.  I 
think my panties are really wet.  Can you feel them 
getting soaked with my juices?  It's meant to welcome 
you, you know?" 

Jeff's hand found the wetness at her center and he 
tried to break through the pantyhose.  

" That's it honey, tear them apart."  She urged.  

But they were too strong and Jeff couldn't find a way 
to get in.  He reached for the band and started to 
pull them down in his eagerness.  

"Here, sweet, let me help"   Isabel slipped her nail 
between her legs, found a seam and started a tear.  
"There Jeffie, now tear them apart.  Come on darling, 
rip them off me, I want you to tear them off to get to 
me!"

Jeff felt his finger slip into the starter hole and 
his finger was suddenly bathed in the hot juices 
waiting to lubricate his invading cock.  Isabel 
reached to help him, then lead his hand through the 
gaping hole where her panties still covered her pussy.  
His finger slipped into the warmth of her hole, 
brushing past the panties and wriggling happily into 
the hot wetness of Isabel's cunt, Grandma's cunt.  
Their tongues duplicated the movement of his finger in 
the hot tunnel of her love and Jeff enjoyed again the 
sweet taste of her lipstick and the combination of her 
perfume and her womanly scent. It was totally and 
unbelievable erotic.

Jeff slipped down in the seat as his Grandma straddled 
his cock.  He watched with fascination as he saw her 
pussy for the first time.  Isabel leaned back a 
moment, enjoying his admiring look.   She pressed his 
steel hard cock against the lips of her pussy, letting 
it just part them.   It was like she was kissing him 
with this additional set of lips.  Her juices 
glistened on his dick.  

Jeff stared at the thatch of hair in the triangle of 
her legs.  Like the hair on her head it was beginning 
to show a little gray mixed in with the dark black 
natural color.  He watched her raise herself 'til his 
cock pointed to her clitoris, brushing it across the 
protruding little nub.  Jeff's hands were fondling 
Grandma's breasts and he pinched the nipples now, his 
thoughts on the excited pinkness of her protruding 
clitoris now kissing his cock head.  He watched as 
Isabel's hand  guided his cock into her waiting pussy.  
She looked at his eyes as she slipped down over it, 
taking it from his view.  He raised his eyes to hers 
now and his breath came in short bursts as the heat of 
her pussy surrounded him.  This position forced him 
deep, deep into her tight sheath and she had taken all 
of him now. 

It felt like she was being split in two, but at the 
same time, it felt so wonderful, that it took her 
breath away, too.  She settled onto him and just 
squirmed around it at first, kissing his nose and then 
his cheek and then sucking his tongue into her moth.  
Jeff just lay there waiting for each new wave to crash 
over him.  He could feel the folds and creases of 
Isabel's cunt, feel the heat of her against his 
bareness now all open to her.  

She explored his cock with her cunt.  It felt 
wonderful when she could feel the bulging head at the 
top of his shaft touch, then circle her cervix.  She 
was moaning with pleasure now, unable even to talk any 
longer.  The ripples, and tingling of her orgasm began 
coursing through her body.  She pressed close, then 
leaned back and pulled his hands to hold her breasts 
again.

"Hold them, sweet Jeff, hold me, hold my tits.  I'm 
going to ride this big thing that is splitting me in 
two.   ........... Hang on, honey. "  

Isabel began vigorously bounding up and down the shaft 
he was holding stiff for her.  In and out it plunged, 
past the tightness of the muscle near the entrance and 
caressed by her tightness surrounding him.

There, buried deep within her, Jeff felt his own 
juices starting to spring forth in the throbbing of 
his balls which Isabel now clutched with one of her 
hands as she rode back and forth on his raging cock. 
"Oh, honey, it .....It's .....so goood!   Cum for 
Gram, Hon, come on sweet, give me ...you ....your 
young hot cum.  Cum, baby, cum for me.  Shoot that hot 
stuff into me."  Isabel was a little surprised to hear 
herself.

Then she felt his hot cum splashing against the walls 
of her cunt, deep inside her, his warmth spread 
through the channel of her love.   Spasming tightly, 
her cunt grasped him again and again as the thrill of 
her orgasm cascaded through her.  Starting at the base 
of her spine, tingling through the coiled tightness of 
her vagina and surging to the nipples of her breasts 
like electricity.

She lay against him, his hands fondling her ass, his 
juices now mingled with hers and slipping down onto 
his balls fresh from having done their pleasure-
filling task inside her pussy.  Isabel was   
...deliciously satisfied.

"Gram, I really love you,  .................you know?"

"Yes, she smiled, I know, my sweet, ....I know.  
You're a wonder, ....you know?"


End of Chapter Three
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