Chippewa Highlands ch-1
	"Miss Michelson?"
"No, I am Mrs. Michelson and you are?"
I was helping one of our designers arrange a lingerie display when this rather attractive, tall, bronzed man addressed me.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were married."
"Actually, I am a widow. What can I do for you?"
"Ah, that makes things okay. A friend of mine told me that you might be looking for some kind of house for you and your son. I happen to represent a company that has, at present several vacancies that I think you might be find satisfactory."
With that, he handed me a card that read: "JED RUNNINGDEER, Manager Chippewa Highlands estates."
His name answered my question about his bronzed look. Obviously he was of an Indian background.
"This says, "estates". While I am not exactly poor, I doubt that I could swing something like that."
"Oh, please don't be too hasty. Our rentals are very reasonably priced and they are perfectly located - near schools and in a very suburban setting. Why not take a look at them and then we can talk about the financial details. 
	"Mom, I've found the ideal place for us. It is in a group of six homes inside of a gated community. You must have a special card to get through the gate. The people who live in the homes are all unmarried women with children. The price is more than reasonable and there is plenty of room for the three of us. Please, won't you give my proposition some serious though? Starting next month, I am going to have to be on the road an awful lot and with you in the house, I won't have to concern myself with some kind of live-in nanny. At least come to Milwaukee and checkout the place."
	It took me a month in order to sublet my condominium, put my furniture in storage and move down to the new house. Truthfully, I was only too glad to have the opportunity of being with my grandson on a regular basis and this first week was really glorious. I no more than arrived and Janet, my daughter, took off on a buying trip for the Department Store she worked for so Mickey and I began enjoying living and being together. *************************************************************************************
	When I answered the knock, there stood a rather attractive young woman. Her nice smile turned to a doubting look and she said,
"Oh I expected to see Janet."
"She is working. In fact, she is out of town. I am Jane Williams, Janet's mother. This is her busy season so she asked me to come down and look after Mickey. You are?"
"I am Blaize Johnson from across the street. In most cases, I prefer to talk to the mother, but since she is not here, I will chat with you. There are some things you should know.  I am the unofficial greeter for Chippewa Highlands. That's probably because I have lived here longer than anyone else and I'm the brashest of all the mothers. May I come in?"
"Yes please do."
Once we were seated, I asked her what it was that she wanted to tell me.
"Uh.... This will be a little awkward. Oh well, here we go. May I call you Jane?" I nodded so she continued. "Oh me. Where do I start? Look Jane there are things that are not covered in the Real Estate brochure describing this place. One of those things concerns your grandson's future in the Highlands. Oh, don't  get nervous. There aren't any special conditions or regulations that you must follow. Rather there is a set of - well, I'll say actions - that for Mickey's sake you or your daughter should give serious consideration to following. How these things started, I don't know, but what I am hemming and hawing about concerns certain sexual activities.
Sometime in the past, it was decreed by the residents that each girl, oops! In the Highlands, the term, ` girl' refers to a person's genitals and not their calendar age so every female is considered a, `girl'. Okay?" I nodded. "Every girl is to be made accessible to every boy in the Highlands. Since there are no men, `boys' in this case refers to the sons of each and every girl. I must digress for a bit.
The longer you remain here, the more you will realize that we are very isolated - particularly where our young folk are concerned. They must be driven everywhere. To that end, we have an eight-place mini-van that we use to get the children to school and back. Nothing is within walking distance. This means that most of their entertainment must, of necessity, be centered within the bounds of the Highlands.
If you have been able to take note of the young boys who live in the Highlands, you must certainly have realized that they are entering the stage where their male genes will dictate a predatory attitude towards girls - ALL girls regardless of age or relationship. The mothers of the Highlands have taken this natural development into their consideration and have agreed that they will provide the necessary sexual outlet for the boys!"
"Are you telling me that you all have agreed to indulge in incest?"
"Yes! I maintain a schedule of when each boy is to `visit' a particular mother. There are currently six boys who live in the Highlands and - counting yourself - nine girls. These visits are to take place each day after school and this is where your concern for Mickey must come into play. In order for Mickey not to be isolated from his male friends he must be a player in our game, and, for this to occur, at least one girl from his family must be entered in the game."
"I assume that you are saying that either my daughter or I must agree to this sinful relationship? What about unwanted pregnancies?"
"Each boy will be given a condom as he gets on the bus to come home. It is my understanding that most boys put their condom on as the bus brings them to the Highlands. What is more, I have been told that the Burns girls get a big kick out of watching the boys struggle to put on their condoms. In addition any girl desiring it will be given birth control pills or a diaphragm. Pregnancies occur only very rarely.
I can tell from the shocked look upon your face that actions such as these are totally an anathema to you and out of your realm of experience. However, I will propose a simple solution to understanding our situation. This afternoon, when the school bus arrives, watch as the boys get off the bus and contrast the actions of most of the boys with that of Mickey. I earnestly hope that you will see the sense that has gone into establishing this procedure. Thanks for giving me a chance to explain all of this. If you decide that undertaking to play our game is beyond you, I shall be only too glad to wait until Janet returns to go over this with her. Be seeing you."
I watched as that woman who had so blithely described one of the most hideous of sins to me skipped across the street and onto the porch of her house. I watched a she proceeded to lower a blind of sorts that covered the end of her house that faced the avenue outside the Highlands.  I glanced at my watch and noted that it was less than an hour before the school bus's scheduled arrival. I decided to take that lewd woman's suggestion and watch as the boys got off the bus.
When the bus pulled into the Highlands, I was ready for whatever might happen. I was sitting on the porch, in plain sight and closely scrutinizing everything that occurred. My hands went automatically to my breasts and I gasped as I watched the unloading activity. As that woman had foretold, the boys got off in a bunch, but then that group abruptly broke into two. Five of the boys went in to that Blaize woman's house and Mickey was left by himself. Slowly, reluctantly, he walked towards where I sat. I had never seen a clearer picture of someone being left out of an activity that they obviously and eagerly wanted to participate in. Mickey's mumbled answer to my question of, `how did it go at school today" was totally unrecognizable.
"Mickey, I had a discussion with that Blaize woman to day and she told me some very unsettling things. There is one thing that she didn't explain. Why does she lower that blind on the end of her porch?"
"Aw, gran. That is to keep gawkers from stopping on the avenue and watching her fuck one of the boys. Look. There she goes with Tod Brown. Tod's just about a month older than me and see - she's layng down on that little couch and - holy cow! He's fucking her!"
I could only stare unbelieving at the pornographic scene that was unfolding before my very eyes. Mickey stayed by my side to watch the sex scene until the boy, Tod, rose, cleansed himself and went off in the direction of his house. 
I sat there long after Mickey had gone into the house and thought deeply over what that woman had said. At one point, I caught myself thinking, `I must not make the first move! I must let him think he is seducing me!' Then, abruptly, I realized that I had reached a decision and it was not a nice decision at all. As I thought over these ideas, I had to admit to myself that for Mickey's sake it would be best if I played their game. Then, as I rose and started for the door, my inner sense interjected the thought, "Stop fooling yourself, you old ninny. You want the sex that this offers as much as Mickey! Ten years without the feel of a cock in your cunt is too long for a girl with your desires!"
That night, after dinner, I went upstairs to my room, bathed and prepared my body for what I hoped was going to happen. I painted my areolas a deeper shade of red and I increased the coloring of my nipples. I perfumed under my arms and behind my ears and, finally, the insides of my thighs and my pussy lips. I was about to don my dressing gown when some force or attraction caused me to stop and stand before my dressing mirror. The force began working upon my body and my desire. Before I knew what I was doing, I adopted a new and very lewd stance. I stood with my hands thrusting my tits upwards and my legs widely and obscenely spread. My hips were thrust forward as an invitation ....to what? I stood like this for a considerable amount of time. Then I felt the shock of an electrical charge blast upwards between my legs and into my pussy. That shock blasted all the way up into my belly. I closed my eyes and shuddered with the effect of this shock wave. And I knew that- sin or no sin- I was going to fuck my grandson that very night!  I put on a dressing gown under which I was completely naked and went down to silently urge Mickey to fuck me!
He was sitting in the large overstuffed chair so I sat upon the divan opposite taking care that my robe did not open in the least manner and reveal my preparations. The clock on the wall ticked with what I felt was an unusually loud sound. Neither one of us made any attempt to speak or move.
The ride to school had been a bummer. Bill Johnson had pulled me down beside him so that we both were sitting on one of the fore-and-aft bench seats behind the driver. Mary and Alice Burns simply plopped down on the seat opposite us and, with definite movements, hiked up their skirts so that both Bill and I were looking straight into their girly things. It was common knowledge that Alice had a thing for Bill and - so the joke went - Bill had a rather big thing for her. Today, Bill only paid a passing attention to what the two girls were displaying. Instead, he once more brought up the subject of my participation in the game, the requirement for that to happen and what I had to do. I didn't know how to answer him for I didn't know if I could do what he said I must. After all, fucking my grandmother had never before entered my mind, but as Bill talked to me I knew that I was going to have to make a try at seducing gran. I just didn't know how to go about it!
I put off any try at seducing gran until after dinner. Then I went upstairs to my room, took off my pants and dropped my skivvies on the floor. I stepped out of my shoes and, according to Bill, I was ready. My thing felt funny when I pulled my pants on. It was almost like when I jacked-off and I felt it getting harder and harder. I went down to the living room and sat down in the big overstuffed chair. Somehow the lights in the room had been turned off and the only light in the room came from the dining room lights and they were not very bright.
Gran came in and sat down upon the lounge that was across from where I was sitting. The realization of what I was about to attempt hit me like a ton of bricks, but, as I stared at gran, I suddenly realized that she was going to allow me to do this to her. The robe she was wearing was partially open and I could see a lot of bare leg. Plus the part around her neck gave me quite a view of the part of her chest where her tits were just beginning to rise. I nearly choked when I realized that this thing was going to happen! I was going to fuck my gran!
For the longest time we just sat there looking at one another. The excitement in my belly was growing with every passing minute and my thing was harder than I had ever known it to be. Bill had suggested several sly movements that his mother had told him about that would tell me if gran was agreeable or not so, as I sat there with my hands clutching the armrests, I began mimicking the opening of her legs by spreading and then closing the first two fingers on both my hands. At first, it didn't seem to be having any effect. Gran remained lounging back against the lounge with her robe completely closed. Then, just as I was about to give up on this trick, she shifted her shoulders in such a way that the top of her robe fell open!
I was staring at her tits!
I stopped my finger exercises, rose and walked over to her. I bent down and - as Bill had said - kissed both of her tits! There was an immediate sucking in of breath and gran's hands clasped me about the head and she pulled me down brusquely so that my mouth was full of tit! It was great! I sucked on that tit and then lifted my head and stared directly into gran's eyes. They were warm and I could almost sense that her eyes were telling me to go further! I sucked in my breath for I knew that she not only was agreeable to what I was proposing, but she wanted it just as much as I did.
I turned and walked back to my chair. I stopped with my back to gran and then I dropped my pants! When I turned back around, gran's eyes were fixated upon my thing. I modified my stance a little so that the tip of my thing was pointed directly at gran! I sat down with my thing still standing and resumed those simple finger movements only, this time, they had an immediate effect on gran.  Her legs began to open and they continued to spread until the robe fell away completely. I was seeing a mature girl's thing for the first time!
Her thing was without any hair and the area around it and the insides of her thighs were as clean and smooth as a baby's butt. Now, gran was smiling at me and beckoning with her finger for me to come to her. I slid out of the chair onto my knees and crawled across to where she was lying. This put my head and face on a level with that glorious girly thing. I breathed deeply of the perfumed scent her thing was emitting and that scent and the realization that it was coming from her girly thing drew me to her like a magnet. 
"Oh GOD! That boy was seducing me in a way that only a mature man could do it and here I was, his grandmother, offering my pussy to him! I was nearly wild with desire and I kept on thinking, `Kiss me! Oh kiss me! Put your tongue in my pussy and send me off to that land of pleasure! Show me you are the equal of your grandfather. Quick lover put your tongue in my pussy and lick me!"
I looked up along the expanse of her chest and belly. Her belly was heaving like a stormy sea! Her hands were making weird movements on every part of her body. She lifted her head so as to be able to see me and whispered ever so softly, 
"Kiss my pussy!"
I could not resist. I pushed my face against her thing and thrust my tongue in between those outer lips. She tasted sweet so I began to slurp at her fountain of sex. She lifted her legs until they pointed directly at the ceiling and this gave me an even better aspect from which to tongue her pussy. I felt her hands taking hold of my shoulders. Gran began pulling me until I was completely turned around and my feet were at her head. A subtle push and my thing was directly above her face. I looked up and watched as her mouth opened and my thing was sucked inside. My thing was engulfed by a warm, soft part of gran's body and she began moving her cheeks and tongue in such a way that she was mouth-fucking me!
"For heaven's sake boy! Don't stop! I'm about to...ohmy...ohmy...ohmy.. ugh...ugh..ugh I'M  COOOOMMMMIIIINNNG!"
I actually felt some of the spasms of her pussy and her orgasm heightened her attention to my prick. In a very few seconds, I was pouring my jism into and down her throat! It felt like my gut was going to explode as I sent blast after blast of jism into her mouth! With my mouth pressed tightly against her pussy, I was unable to make much of a sound, but the sound that I did make sounded to me like a grunting pig.
Gran pushed me away from her face. And I gave her pussy one last swipe of my tongue.
I lay there like an old log. I had not tasted sex for nearly ten years and this young boy was so very adept at tweaking my libido that it was delicious! Still, I needed and wanted more. I maneuvered him around to where he was in the position to fuck me. With a great deal of excitement, I discovered that he was still hard so, after positioning him above my pussy, I pushed my hips up and swallowed his prick with my pussy.
Somehow, gran moved me so that I was between her legs. Then, like a giant monster, her pussy swallowed my prick. I could hardly believe what was happening, but the warm moist feeling her pussy gave my prick was undeniable. I WAS IN MY GRAN'S PUSSY! At first, I just lay there completely submerged inside of gran. Then I began a slow in-and-out movement. Bill had suggested this and I had accepted the idea of pulling all of my prick out of gran's pussy and then ever so slowly sliding it back into her. I knew what was about to happen when I heard gran uttering that phrase,
"ohmy!  ohmy! ohmy! Fuck me, boy! Fuck me hard! Fuck me deep! ohmy! ohmy! I'M COMING AGAIN!"
I was slower than gran to come this time, but when I did, it was like a volcanic eruption. Once it stopped, I collapsed upon her tits completely exhausted. My prick was still inside of her but it was beginning to wilt. We stayed in this position for the longest time and then I felt her pussy walls rippling around my prick. Soon, I was fully erect again and we had a slow very satisfying fuck until we both reached that point of, `ohmy! ohmy!...........
I shot another load of jism deep into her pussy. This time, when I collapsed, I knew I was through for the night.
I couldn't  hardly believe it! Not only had I allowed my grandson to fuck me, but I had fallen into my old ways and aided him. I knew from the way in which he collapsed after this last fuck that this was, in fact, the last fuck. As I was drifting off to sleep with his flaccid prick still lodged in my pussy, I chuckled to myself for I was basking in a renewal of my sexual urges. When my husband, Roy, had died I thought that I was going to live out my life on the back shelf of life's closet, but here I was deeply submerged in  a sexual revival. Tonight reminded me of my first night with Roy. We fucked that night until daybreak and many were the nights that we spent embedded in one another's body. Now I had discovered that I had a grandson who was just as sexually oriented as Roy and just as sexually powerful. Besides, here in the Highlands, I was guaranteed as much sex as my body could sustain. Six days of sexual gratification with young boys just embarking upon their life of rapacious sex - each one of which was stuffed with sexual ardor and capable of coming again and again.
I nearly laughed out loud when a sudden thought about my daughter Janet crossed my mind.
Boy oh boy, was she ever in for a shocking surprise when she got home!  

	
