Gender: Male Age: 57 Location: N/A
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The author holds exclusive rights to this work.
JOHN'S DREAM GIRL
An Adult Erotic Twisted Tale About Taboo Relationships
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2010: The Mama Bear's Porridge
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Alex Ridgeway is quickly approaching adulthood. He is now an incredibly horny 14-year-old boy, with no socially-acceptable outlets for his super-strong, pent-up sexuality. He masturbates at least twice a day. But that still doesn’t truly satiate his voracious sexual appetite.
Alex feels an urgent need to share his sexuality with a girl. But right now, there is no girl that he knows who would let him have sexual intercourse with her. And even if there were, he would be risking everything to do it. So for now, he has temporarily accepted the fact that he must turn to masturbation to try to satisfy his sexual needs, as best as he can.
Growing up in his unique family situation has given Alex a wide-open attitude about sex. Ever since he was a small boy, he has been taught by his mother, Lisa, to treat sex just like any other normal human need.
Back when he was a young child, his mother used to catch him playing with his genitals from time to time. But she would always act like nothing was wrong at all. In fact, Lisa would actually praise Alex for doing it, and then simply ask him to only do it whenever he was at home, with his family around.
So when Alex finally hit puberty, at age ten and a half, and he began to masturbate himself in an adult manner, he would do it while lying in his bed, with his bedroom door wide-open. It's not that he would leave his bedroom door wide-open on purpose, mind you. It's just that, due to his sexually-open upbringing, the thought would never occur to Alex that he needed to close his bedroom door in order to hide his masturbations from his immediate family. After all, his mother, or her live-in lover, Vicki, would pass by Alex's bedroom, look in and see him masturbating, and then walk right past his door, without making a big deal about what he was doing.
Later on, after his grandfather had moved in with Alex and his mother, if Grandpa John happened to come by Alex's bedroom doorway while Alex was jacking himself off, he would simply give Alex a quick thumbs-up sign with his hand, and then wink at Alex, before going on about his business. So Alex had no sexual inhibitions to speak of.
Not only was Alex’s masturbation treated with nonchalance by all the other members of his immediate household, but all aspects of sexuality in his household were treated with the same nonchalance.
On numerous occasions Alex had accidentally walked in on his mother, while she was having sex with her roommate, Vicki. And the two women would stop for a moment to acknowledge his presence, and then simply continue their lovemaking, from where they had left off. When Alex was a young boy, he would usually stand there and watch them for a few minutes, and then go on about his business, as if nothing special had happened.
Once Alex had reached puberty, he would still stand there for a few minutes and watch his mother and Vicki having sex. But then he would quickly get a hard-on, and inevitably end up going to his bedroom, or to a nearby bathroom, so that he could masturbate.
Of course, what Alex really wanted to do was to join in and have sex with his mother, and/or with Vicki. But he knew that his mother would never allow any of those situations to actually take place. He knew that there was a limit to his mother's sexual openness, and that this limit was her "line in the sand" that he was never supposed to cross. In other words, Alex realized that his sexual relationship with the two women he loved most in this world was doomed from the very start to forever remain a "look all you want, but don't touch" kind of relationship.
One night, while Alex was lying in his bed, jacking himself off, a very strange idea popped into his head. It was an idea that he just couldn’t shake off. And it was a "brilliant idea," from Alex’s point-of-view. It was a way for him to actually get a girl to have sex with him.
The very next day, in his concerted effort to make his "brilliant idea" become a reality, Alex devised a "master plan," and proceeded to start putting things into motion. He was bound and determined to no longer be a virgin by the end of next week, which was spring break week for him at his high school.
Alex asked Lisa if he could take a trip out of town to visit his grandmother, Jan. Lisa hesitated to let him go, because of Jan's falling-out with John back in 2008, that had resulted in John moving in with Lisa, Vicki and Alex.
But after thinking things over for a little while, Lisa figured that there wouldn’t be any harm in letting her mother see her grandson, who had been away for a couple of years. Besides, Lisa quickly realized that she could use this situation to get back a Jan, and "teach her a lesson."
So Lisa made Alex promise her that, in exchange for her letting him visit his grandmother, he would do whatever he could to try to catch Jan masturbating, while he was staying at her house. And Lisa then proceeded to describe for Alex exactly when, where and how Jan normally masturbated. And Lisa knew about her mother's masturbation habits, because Jan herself had shared this very personal information with Lisa during their night of passionate lesbian lovemaking at Lisa's apartment in Austin a few years back. Basically, what Lisa wanted was for Alex to embarrass the hell out of Jan.
Of course, Alex was quick to agree to Lisa's terms. And so Lisa agreed to let Alex spend part of his spring break vacation at his grandmother’s house. Lisa didn’t have a clue about the true motivation behind Alex’s unusual trip request.
And neither did Jan, who got all bubbly and enthusiastic over the phone, upon hearing that her 14-year-old grandson wanted to come visit her.
There were no secrets in Alex’s family--at least that’s the way things were supposed to be, according to both his mother and his grandfather.
And so, thanks to Lisa, Alex already knew that his grandmother was still sexually-active--although nowadays, she "made love to herself" with her 8-inch-long, penis-shaped dildo. Alex had simply decided that it was high time that he got his grandmother to replace her 8-inch-long fake-penis with his real live erect penis for a night or two.
Alex was very fond of his "Grams." And he looked forward to being around her again after all these years. In his mind, she was the perfect woman to lose his virginity to. It would be nothing but pure raw sex, with no strings attached. And that’s a good thing for a 14-year-old boy. Not only that, but he could fuck the crap out of his 54-year-old, post-menopausal grandmother, and never have to worry at all about the possibility of getting her pregnant.
And so Alex’s “master plan” had originally involved him visiting Jan for several days during spring break, and then finding some way to have sex with her, while he was staying there, as her guest. But now, thanks to Lisa's unusual "request," and her "guidance" on the matter, Alex had found the perfect way to carry out his "master plan."
Lisa drove Alex out of town to his grandmother’s house, and dropped him off, before turning right back around and driving herself back home to Austin that very same day. Jan greeted Alex with a huge embrace, and a kiss on the cheek. And Alex behaved like the perfect grandson.
Grams had already prepared a wonderful home-made dinner. And after dinner, they both spent the evening together, over cups of hot tea, catching up on old times and genuinely enjoying each other’s company.
At around 10 o’clock, Jan remarked that it was getting late. And after showing Alex to the guest bedroom, she headed for her bedroom and almost immediately fell asleep. So nothing happened that first night with Alex in the house. But the second night turned out to be a totally different story.
During that second night, Jan had retired to her bedroom at around 9 o’clock in the evening. Alex had stayed up, watching TV downstairs in the den until 10:30 P.M., when the local news finally ended.
Alex turned off the television, made the long trek up the landing-less stairs, and was walking down the hallway towards the guest bedroom, when he heard some “interesting noises” coming from Jan’s bedroom, which Alex decided to investigate.
Jan's bedroom door was wide-open, and she was lying under the covers in her bed in the unlit bedroom. And she wasn’t just lying there. Alex could tell that her body was flailing all around underneath the covers, as she was aggressively manipulating her crotch with her hands.
Jan was masturbating away under the covers, frigging her pussy-hole with her large dildo, while at the same time, she had the handle of her favorite hair brush inserted up into her rectum. This was the very same hairbrush that she used to frig herself with as a young girl. Nowadays, after Jan was finished masturbating, she would normally remove the large dildo from her pussy, and then fall asleep with the hairbrush handle still inside of her rectum.
Shortly after she had reached puberty, Jan became a bona fide "object-insertion freak," which meant that she derived an incredible amount of pleasure from having foreign objects inserted into her vagina, and/or her rectum, and/or her urethra. Over the years, Jan had tried out all sorts of cylindrical objects, like pencils, candles, bananas, cucumbers, vibrators, dildos and broomstick handles. She had even tried other types of objects too. As a young girl, it wasn't uncommon for her to frig her own piss-hole with a straightened-out bobby pin. And one time, she filled up her vagina with quarters, just to see what it would feel like.
Jan knew that she couldn't conceal this important facet of her sexuality from John, once they were married. And so she didn't. And fortunately for Jan, her object-insertion fetish had turned out to be an incredible turn-on for John as well, which had resulted in them incorporating various foreign objects into their lovemaking from time to time, over the many years that they were sexually active together.
But tonight, Jan was masturbating away under the covers, mentally reliving her second date with her ex-husband John. She had met him in high school. She was only 15, and a sophomore at the time. Jan couldn't believe that John--who was 18, and a senior that year--was actually interested in her. But it had turned out to be true love at first sight, for them both.
Jan liked John so much that she made out with him on their very first date together, and she even let him stick his hand inside her panties, and feel out her bare pussy. But John kept his pants on the whole time. And Jan made sure to keep her groping hands above his waistline. After all, she didn't want John to think that she was a "loose woman."
However, their second date together was an entirely different story. That second date started out as almost a carbon copy of their first date together. John and Jan had been petting heavily in the back seat of John's car, while they were parked in a secluded area. And they had gotten to the point where Jan was letting John fondle her pussy, just like she had done on their first date together.
But this time, instead of keeping her hands above John's waistline, Jan reached down into John's crotch and felt out the bulge at the front of his pants. This got Jan so turned-on that, after a few minutes, she asked John point-blank if he wanted to "go all the way" with her right then and there.
Of course, John couldn't bring himself to turn down an "offer" like that. And so he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled down his zipper.
When Jan reached inside his jockey shorts to touch his bare penis for the first time ever, she was pretty disappointed. John's erect dick was much shorter than she had hoped that it would be. And this was the man that she was thinking that she would probably end up marrying someday. But she decided to go ahead and let John show her what he could do with his short penis. So she slid the crotch-material of his underwear over to one side, and exposed his dick and balls. By the way, Jan was pleasantly surprised when she discovered just how large John's balls were.
Being the kind, caring person that he was, John attempted to put a condom on his dick first, before he coupled up with Jan.
But when he pulled the wrapped condom package out of his wallet, Jan grabbed it and threw it down onto the floorboard of the car.
Jan knew that she was well past day 20 in this month's menstrual cycle, and therefore, it was her "safe time" of the month. So she wasn't really worried about getting pregnant that night. And that's exactly what she told John, while she was removing her panties, and hiking her knee-length pleated skirt up around her waist.
Jan then flopped down on her back, and spread her legs as far apart as she could, considering the limited room in the back seat of the car. John quickly mounted her missionary-style, and he began to energetically hump away at what he assumed was her virgin vagina.
Jan couldn't believe how wonderful John's short penis felt to her vagina. John's penis was just the right length, so that the large flared-out corona surrounding the rear of his dick-head was firmly rubbing back and forth against Jan's G-spot, the whole time that he was thrusting away at her pussy. Naturally, this made Jan cum like crazy.
Jan also couldn't believe how long John lasted inside her, before he finally came. She had only expected their intercourse to last a couple of minutes, at the very most, considering how sexually excited John already was, and the fact that he was fucking Jan's pussy for the very first time ever. But John lasted at least 14 or 15 minutes, before he finally shot his wad inside her.
And then John surprised Jan when he just kept on relentlessly humping away at her vagina for what seemed like an eternity to Jan, until he actually managed to orgasm a second time, and fill her with yet another large wad of his semen. And of course, Jan just kept on orgasming her butt off repeatedly throughout their long-lasting intercourse.
And the reason why Jan was fantasizing about that second date with John, while she was masturbating away under her bed-covers, was that that was the special night that John had gotten Jan pregnant with her twins, Lisa and Bill.
At this point, Jan was just seconds away from having another wonderful, self-induced orgasm when Alex reached his arm into the bedroom doorway, and bent it around the corner to turn on the bedroom light switch.
“Grams, are you masturbating?” Alex asked, in a “shame on you” tone-of-voice.
“Alex! What are you--,“ Jan quickly blurted out, as she instantly froze in the harsh overhead light.
“--doing?” he asked, finishing her obvious question for her.
Jan’s very next thought was, Jan, you idiot, you forgot to close the door!
Jan had been living alone for a long time now, and she wasn’t used to having to shut doors, or lock them, in order to maintain her privacy.
“Why, I’m standing here, watching you masturbate. That’s what I’m doing. You are masturbating, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I am, Alex,” Jan slowly replied, feeling extremely embarrassed. “I may be an old lady, but I’m not dead yet.”
“Were you using your 8-inch-long dildo, or were you fingering yourself? I’m just curious.”
“How did you know about my dildo?” Jan asked, as she let go of the still-inserted dildo to reach down and ease the hairbrush handle out of her rectum, so that she could secretly drop the hairbrush down the side of the bed that wasn't facing the doorway.
"Grams, you know there aren’t any secrets in this family. I know all sorts of stuff about you. I know that, under those covers, you’ve got a very attractive-looking body for a woman your age,” Alex calmly said as he approached the side of her bed, and began to teasingly massage the bulge at the front of his pants, while he continued to talk.
“I know that you have always been a true nymphomaniac. And I know that you still love to have sex, but that nowadays, you prefer to do it with yourself, instead of sharing your sexuality with another person. And so you masturbate a lot.
"I even know all about what happened between you and your Uncle Ed when you were a little girl.
"And I know that you had sex with my mother. It happened the last time that you came down to visit us, back when I was much younger.”
Jan just stared at Alex with her mouth wide open in utter disbelief of the words that she was hearing come out of her grandson’s mouth.
Alex slowly unbuckled his belt, undid the button at the top of his pants, and pulled his zipper all the way down to allow his rapidly-hardening, underwear-covered penis to pop out of the V-shaped opening at the front of his crotch.
Alex, who as just three inches shy of six feet (in height), was big for his age. And his fully erect penis was nearly seven inches long, and about one and a half inches in diameter. But his rapidly-growing penis still had a ways to go before it would actually become fully erect.
Jan couldn’t stop herself from staring at Alex’s crotch as she pleaded, “Alex, please don’t do this.”
“Do what? I’m not doing anything bad. I just wanna show you my dick, that’s all. See?” Alex said, as he pulled the waistband of his briefs down to free his penis from its “white cotton cage.”
At first, Jan found the look of Alex's uncircumcised penis to be fairly repulsive. But, at the same time, she also found it to be extremely exciting. And that was primarily because all of the penises that Jan had ever had sex with throughout her life had been circumcised penises. Even her dildo had been modelled after a circumcised penis.
However, Alex's mother--just like many other parents in her generation--had chosen to leave her son's foreskin intact. And so, to Jan, the end of Alex's uncircumcised dick looked really strange and alien--and also very erotic and super-sexy.
“Alex, you don’t know what you’re doing. Please stop right now!”
“Why? I’m not doing anything wrong. Don’t you like my penis, Grams?” Alex asked, as he retracted his long foreskin all the way back to expose his dark-red, slick-skinned dick-head, so that Jan could see it in all its glory.
“Of course I do. It’s a very nice penis, Alex. But why are you showing it to me?”
“Because I want you to touch it and play with it,” he said, as he pulled back the covers and climbed into bed beside her.
He leaned over and kissed her passionately on the lips while she initially struggled underneath him, but then finally gave into her pent-up sexuality, and opened her mouth wide-open to receive his probing tongue. He reached down, grabbed her hand and placed it on his penis--and she didn’t pull her hand away.
After their first series of passionate kisses, Jan asked, “Alex, are you really sure you want to do this? I mean, we could both stop right now, and at least we’d walk away with our dignity still intact.”
Alex responded by pulling his pants and underwear completely off, and then taking one of Jan’s small breasts in each hand so that he could begin massaging them.
“Grams, I don’t wanna walk away right now, because I’d be walking away with my virginity still intact. And the main reason I came here to visit you, was so that I could hopefully lose my virginity...to you. You're the woman I wanna fuck. And now that we’ve gone this far, if you think I’m gonna just stop and walk away, then you’re sadly mistaken,” Alex said, as he moved one of his hands downward towards Jan's hairy crotch to begin massaging it.
Jan quickly grabbed his wrist to stop him.
“What's the matter, Jan? Don't you want me to touch your pussy?”
“It's not that. It's just that I have to warn you about my pussy first. It's a worn-out and wrinkled old pussy. Are you sure you really want to touch it?”
“Hell, yes!” Alex replied, gesturing towards her pussy. "Now get that damn thing out of your pussy! You won't be needing it tonight."
Jan responded by quickly removing the large dildo from her vagina, and laying it on the night stand, beside the bed. Alex moved his hand back down towards Jan's crotch, slid his finger up into her crack, and began feeling out her clitoris and her inner pussy lips.
Jan's clitoris was quite a bit larger than the average woman's clit. But it was nowhere near as large as her daughter's clit. Let's put it this way: Jan's large clit still looked like a clitoris, whereas Lisa's jumbo-size clit really looked much more like a miniature penis, than a clitoris.
“Oh God, Grams, I love your clit! It's awesome! It really is,” Alex assured Jan.
Meanwhile, Jan’s hands were now eagerly groping at Alex’s bare dick and balls, as she pleaded with him one more time, “For God’s sake, Alex, please stop!”
Alex ignored her completely, and simply continued on without missing a beat, “But since I'm a guy, it’s the rear part of your pussy that turns me on the most,” he admitted, as he pulled his hand off her erect clitoris, stuck it way down between her legs, and began to eagerly explore her well-worn, sopping-wet vagina with his fingers.
“Alex, if you don’t stop this right now, I’m not going to be responsible for whatever ends up happening,” Jan threatened as she began instinctively rocking her pelvis back and forth, slowly humping his invading fingers.
“Oh, come on, Grams. Your mouth is telling me to stop, but the rest of your body's telling me to keep on going. So which one is it?" asked Alex.
"The second one," Jan finally admitted to Alex--and to herself.
Up until this point, Jan had been waging an internal battle between her rational mind, and her overpowering sexual needs.
On the one hand, although Jan hadn't stepped foot into a church for many years, she had been raised as a right-wing, Christian girl. And so she was painfully aware that it was both ethically and morally wrong for her to even contemplate the idea of her having sex with her own grandson, much less for her to actually do it.
But on the other hand, being an extremely horny, bi-sexual woman who hadn't gotten any dick for a few years, Jan naturally yearned to feel a nice stiff penis--and especially a warm gooey wad of sperm--inside her vagina once again. And, as far as Jan was concerned, Alex's penis and sperm would do just fine, thank you.
And that's because, despite Jan's religious upbringing, she had always been oversexed, ever since she was a little girl. The bottom line was that Jan had what amounted to a normal healthy male's sexual libido trapped inside her female body. So, throughout her life--no matter whether she liked it, or not--she had always found herself thinking about sexually-related things just about as frequently as a man does.
And so the real truth was that once Jan had her fingers wrapped around Alex's young uncircumcised dick, she had already lost her internal battle to keep from having sex with her own grandson. And deep down inside, she realized that fact.
But Jan had kept on arguing with Alex anyway, in a half-hearted attempt to try to stop him from having sex with her--while at the same time, hoping that he wouldn't listen to her, and actually stop his sexual advances toward her. In other words, Jan was just "putting up a good front," so that she wouldn't feel so guilty and ashamed about what she and Alex were doing together.
And despite her verbal complaining, Jan had made sure that her body kept telling Alex to keep on going. She just kept on rocking her pelvis back and forth, humping away at Alex’s vagina-probing fingers, as she did her best to rationalize her actions.
In her rationalizing mind, Jan resigned herself to the fact that her grandson was bound and determined to have sexual intercourse with her. Jan figured that she might as well cooperate with Alex, and enjoy the experience as much as she possibly could.
Besides, Jan knew that if she didn’t cooperate with Alex, he was physically big enough and strong enough to force himself on her anyway. And Jan had no intention of getting forcibly raped by her own grandson, which of course would only end up destroying her relationship with him forever. So Jan chose to make the best of this very unusual and unforeseen situation.
But she couldn't just give up her pussy to Alex, without any resistance on her part. No sir. Jan knew how to manipulate a man. And she was not going to be denied that which she felt was her birthright, as a sexually mature older woman. In other words, she was not going to be denied the satisfaction of making Alex "earn his way" into her pussy.
“I’ll bet you’re curious to know what it feels like to get your dick sucked. Would you like for me to show you?” Jan asked, finally embracing her own sexuality, taking the upper hand, and leading their sexual encounter where she wanted it to go.
Alex eagerly nodded his head.
"Well, I'm not gonna show you, until you turn off that damn light," Jan insisted, pointing towards the wall switchplate by the bedroom doorway.
Alex turned off the overhead light, and the bedroom got very dark--in fact, just a little bit too dark for Alex's liking. So he went across the room to the bedroom window, pulled back the curtains and opened the blinds to let the moonlight stream into the bedroom, so that he was still able to see Jan's slender nude body lying on the bed.
Jan motioned for Alex to lie down on his back beside her in the bed. Then she repositioned herself so that she was down on her knees, between his spread legs. And she began to skillfully lick and suck on his dick and his balls. She eventually placed her mouth around the head of his dick, and began hand-pumping up and down on his shaft.
“Whoa, slow down there, Grams. You’re gonna make me orgasm,” Alex warned her.
Jan pulled her mouth off the head of Alex's dick just long enough to say, “Good!” Then she shoved his dick back into her mouth, and jacked him off even more rapidly and aggressively.
It didn’t take long for Alex to unload his whole wad of sperm directly into Jan’s mouth. And she swallowed every bit of Alex's semen, as if it were ambrosia from the gods.
“Did you like that?” Jan asked, after pulling her mouth up off Alex's penis.
“Hell, yes!” Alex exclaimed. “But I thought that you didn’t like to suck guys’ dicks, because of your bad experience with your Uncle Ed.”
"That’s what your mother told you, isn’t it?”
"Well, I didn’t tell your mother the whole truth about my Uncle Ed. Of course, I meant to tell her. But once I started out telling my story to her, I just got way too embarrassed to continue telling her what really happened to me.
"The truth of the matter is that I had an on-going sexual relationship with my uncle that lasted throughout much of my childhood. I loved Uncle Ed more than anyone will ever know.
"Uncle Ed never made me suck his dick that first night that we were alone together. I made all that up, for your mother’s sake. The truth is that I’m the one who 'came on' to Uncle Ed that night.
“He was my babysitter that evening. And we were watching TV together in the den, sitting side-by-side on the couch," Jan continued. "I was 7 at the time, and he was 12. Anyway, that night was the first time that Uncle Ed and I were ever alone together in the house.
"But long before that first night with Uncle Ed, I was already very comfortable with having his hand on my pussy. And that's because, over the past several months, every time that Uncle Ed came over to our house to visit us, he would always find a way to secretly stick his hand up under my dress, so that he could quickly 'cop a feel' of my little pussy through my panties.
"And that always felt really good to me. To me, it felt like Uncle Ed was tickling me down between my legs. So I was always happy to cooperate with him, and to treat his 'cop-a-feel games' as our little secret.
"So during our first night alone together, I had my hand on Uncle Ed's thigh. And I deliberately let it slowly slide down onto his crotch. He didn’t move, or say anything to me. He just calmly reached across into my lap, and began to playfully 'tickle me' down between my legs.
"I was still giggling, when I told him that I was really curious to see what his pee-pee looked like. Then I offered to show him mine, if he would show me his.
"Before he could say anything, I stood up in front of him, raised my nightgown up around my waist with one hand, and I pulled down the front of my panties to show him my pee-pee.
“Uncle Ed just sat there, staring at my pee-pee. And so I said something like, ‘What’s the matter? Don’t you like my pee-pee?’ And of course, he said that he did.
"So I told him to go ahead and touch my pee-pee. And I admitted to him that I really wanted to see and touch his pee-pee too.
"He asked me if I was sure that I wanted to do that. And he warned me that his 'boy pee-pee' didn't look anything like my 'girl pee-pee' did. And of course, that only made me want to see his pee-pee even more.
"So Uncle Ed unbuckled his belt, undid his pants, and opened up his zipper. He pulled down the waistband of his underwear, and let his penis fall out, so that I could look at it and feel it. And then we both took turns feeling each other’s pee-pees for a little while.
“I was amazed by what Uncle Ed’s pee-pee looked like--and especially by that little slit at the very tip of it. I instantly realized that that was where his pee came out of, whenever he tinkled. Of course, my pee always came out from way down between my legs.
"I was also very surprised by how Uncle Ed's pee-pee kept on growing bigger and firmer, while I was touching it and feeling it. And I mentioned this to him.
"And Uncle Ed was quick to assure me that there was nothing wrong, and that it was totally normal for a boy's pee-pee to grow, whenever it was being touched and played with. He said that that would make his pee-pee get really big and stiff, but that his pee-pee would only reach a certain size, before it naturally stopped growing, and turned into something called a 'boner.' He told me that when a boy's pee-pee grew enough to turn into a boner, it was a sign that the boy was feeling 'really happy' at the time.
“When Uncle Ed reached across and placed his hand on my bare pussy for the first time ever, it tickled so much--and made me giggle so hard--that I accidentally tinkled on his hand a little bit. He didn’t seem to mind at all. But I apologized anyway. And I told him that I didn't mean to tinkle on his hand.
"Then, out of the blue, something came over me, and I confessed to my uncle that I still wet the bed almost every night.
"And Uncle Ed assured me that I was a normal kid, and that I would quit wetting the bed when I got a little bit older, and reached something called 'puberty.'
"Of course, I didn't know what 'puberty' was, and Uncle Ed didn't bother to explain it to me, either. But he did say that he used to be a bed-wetter, just like me.
“After we had played with each other’s pee-pees for a little while, Uncle Ed asked me if I would let him watch me tinkle.
"And I told him that I would, but that I wanted to watch him tinkle first. And he was just fine with that.
"So we went into the bathroom, and took turns tinkling in front of each other.
"As you can imagine, Uncle Ed had a pretty hard time tinkling from his boner. But he did manage to squirt out several small spurts, while he was standing in front of the toilet. And that was enough to satisfy my curiosity.
"Then I sat down on the toilet seat, and spread my legs apart. And Uncle Ed got down on his knees, with his head between my legs. And he stared at my pee-pee, while I tinkled into the toilet bowl. But instead of tinkling the way that I would normally do, I went ahead and tinkled in several small spurts, just like Uncle Ed had done.
"After that, we both left the bathroom together. We went to my bedroom, and Uncle Ed tucked me into bed for the night.
"But before he left my bedroom, Uncle Ed warned that me if I wanted us to keep playing with each other’s pee-pees in the future--which of course, I did--that I couldn't tell my parents, or anybody else, about what we were doing, because they simply wouldn't understand.
"And of course, I promised Uncle Ed that I wouldn't tell another living soul about all the 'pee-pee stuff' we were doing together.
"And that was pretty much all that happened between us that first night.
"But looking back on it all, I'm sure that, after he tucked me into bed, Uncle Ed went somewhere else in the house, and jacked himself off.
"At any rate, that's how my childhood sexual relationship with my Uncle Ed began."
During her story about Uncle Ed, Jan had worked her way back to her side of the bed, and was now lying on her back, with her legs spread far apart, as she was playfully caressing her own pussy in front of Alex.
“I’ll bet you’re curious to find out what a woman’s pussy tastes like. Would you like to eat my old worn-out pussy, Alex? It’s all yours, if you still want it.”
Alex quickly got on his stomach, between Jan’s spread legs. He immediately began licking and tonguing her hairy pubic area, before moving downward to focus his efforts on her large clitoris, and then finally on the crack of her not-quite-so-hairy mound.
Jan was determined to finish her story while Alex was still in his refractory period. And so she struggled onward, despite Alex’s oral efforts to make her orgasm.
“Do you want to hear what happened the very next weekend, when Uncle Ed was back at my house again, babysitting me?” Jan asked.
Alex nodded his head, while he continued lapping away at Jan's pussy, like a starving cat with a dish of fresh milk in front of him.
“Well, I'm not going to tell you, unless you stop licking my pussy right now, and just listen to what I have to say.”
Alex pulled his head up out of Jan's crotch, and just lay there in front of Jan, while she continued on with her fascinating story.
But no matter how hard he tried, Alex just couldn't manage to keep his hands off of Jan's bare, wide-open pussy, which was right in front of him, with its sexy aroma wafting upward directly into his nostrils. And so Alex went ahead and kept on slowly and ever-so-gently fondling and fingering Jan's pussy, while she continued on with her story about her Uncle Ed.
“Well, I remember that Uncle Ed and I were watching TV together in the den, sitting side-by-side on the couch again. I asked him if he wanted to see my pee-pee again. And he said that he did.
"I asked him if I could see his pee-pee again too. And he agreed to show it to me, but only if I took off all my clothes first. And so I did.
"Then I sat back down beside him. And he reached across into my lap, and began to tickle my pee-pee, while he was pulling his zipper down to show me his pee-pee. And then we both touched and played with each other's pee-pees at the same time.
“Then Uncle Ed told me that he wanted to show me something 'really neat.' He suggested that we go up to my bedroom, so that we could be 'more comfortable.'
"So I picked up my nightshirt and panties off the floor, stuffed them under my arm, and led Uncle Ed to my bedroom.
"He locked the bedroom door, and then told me that he was going to get naked, just like I already was. So I sat down on my bed, and I watched him take off all his clothes.
"His masculine body looked alien and exciting to me--especially from the waist down. I mean, he had pubic hair all around his crotch, whereas I didn't have any. And his boner was sticking out at the front of this crotch, looking like a little curved flagpole. But it was his balls that really fascinated me the most. I had no idea why he had that large loose skin-sack 'thing' hanging down between his legs.
“He came over to the side of the bed, and he told me to lie on my back, with my legs spread far apart. Then my uncle got down on his knees between my legs, and he began rubbing the tip of his boner against my pee-pee.
"I asked him what he was doing. And he said that it made him 'really happy' to rub his boner against a girl’s pee-pee. He said that if he did it for a long enough time, that he would squirt out some very special white stuff from his boner. He said that he really wanted to share his special 'happy-juice' with me. And that’s exactly what he did.
"I was looking down at Uncle Ed's boner as he was rubbing the tip of it up against my pee-pee. And I watched him squirt his white 'happy-juice' all over my pee-pee. It felt warm and wonderful to me--kind of like it did whenever I was wetting the bed, late at nights. And I wasn't scared at all.
"I even reached down into my pee-pee, and I touched some of Uncle Ed’s 'happy-juice' with my fingers. And I was surprised at how sticky and gooey it was.
“Afterwards, I asked my uncle if he was happy. And he said that he was. I told him that I was happy too.
"After a little while, Uncle Ed got out from between my legs, got up out of bed, and helped me put my nightshirt and panties back on.
"Then he stood by the side of my bed, while he tucked me in for the night. He was still naked. But his boner was shrinking, and turning back into a pee-pee. He gave me a 'goodnight kiss' on my forehead, picked up his clothes off the floor, and left my bedroom.
"And that was about all that happened during that second night with my Uncle Ed.
"And after that, I was pretty much hooked. I couldn't wait to make Uncle Ed 'happy' again, so that his pee-pee would grow and turn into a boner, and then he would be able to share his special white 'happy-juice' with me. I thought it was the neatest thing in the world that a guy's pee-pee could actually do all that. I mean, think about it. As far as I knew back then, the only thing that I could do with my pee-pee was tinkle."
“So then you never sucked Uncle Ed's dick, back when you were 7, like Mom said you did?” Alex asked.
“I didn't say that,” Jan replied. “Of course, I sucked his dick. But I did it because I wanted to. Uncle Ed never forced me to do anything that I didn't want to do.
"The first time that I ever sucked his dick was about a month or so after our 'special relationship' had begun. That's when Uncle Ed had asked me if he could kiss and lick my pee-pee.
"At first I baulked at the idea, because I couldn't believe that Uncle Ed actually wanted to put his mouth on my pee-pee.
"But then he insisted that it would make him really happy if I would let him do that. And so I did.
"And it not only made him really happy, but it made me really happy too. Oh my God, that's the understatement of the year! The truth is, it felt absolutely incredible!”
"After he had licked my pee-pee for quite a while, Uncle Ed pulled his head out of my crotch, and asked me if I wanted to kiss and lick his pee-pee too.
"The thought of me having my mouth on a boy’s boner scared me. But Uncle Ed promised me that nothing bad would happen, if I did that.
"And so I went ahead and did it. I kissed and licked his boner for a while. And then he told me to suck on the end of his boner, like a big lollipop. And so I did that for a little while.
"And then he told me that he wanted me to stop sucking on his boner, as he pulled it out of my mouth with his hand. And that's when he moved his hand up and down his boner really fast, until he made his 'happy-juice' squirt out of the tip of it, while I was watching.
"Uncle Ed had me catch his sticky little strings of 'happy-juice' in my cupped hands, like this" Jan said, cupping her hands together to show Alex. "And then he got me to rub his 'happy-juice' all over my pee-pee, while he was watching me do it.
"Mind you, I'm not particularly proud of any of this. But it's what really happened to me, when I was a young girl. And besides me and my Uncle Ed, you're the only other living person on the face of this planet now who knows about it. But there's even more to my story.
“I hit puberty when I was 11 years old. Uncle Ed and I were so close by that time, that when I had my very first period, I went to Uncle Ed--and not my mother--for advice on how to deal with my new 'female problem.'
"Uncle Ed was always up front with me about everything. He single-handedly taught me everything he knew about the birds and the bees.
"And up until that time, he had never attempted to insert his penis into my vagina.
"As a matter of fact, he abruptly stopped having sex with me the day that he found out that I had reached puberty. Looking back on it, I'm sure that he was afraid that he might get me pregnant. And of course, he didn't want to take a chance on possibly ruining my life, or his.
“For the next two years, Uncle Ed avoided me as much as possible. At least, it seemed that way to me. But I really missed our special sexual encounters together. I especially missed the feeling of having his sticky sperm in my pussy crack.
“Then late one evening--I remember that it was the week after my 13th birthday--I snuck out of the house, and walked over to Uncle Ed's place, which was a couple miles away from my house. He was 18 years old at the time, and he had moved out of his family home, and into a very small efficiency apartment.
"The moment I got inside Uncle Ed's apartment, and closed the front door behind me, I told him point-blank that I needed to have sex with him. And I told him that I wanted him to fuck me and take my virginity. But he said that he didn't want to do that--mainly because he was worried that he might get me pregnant.
"So I told him that I had just had my period a couple of days before, and that it was my 'safe time'--which of course, was a bald-face lie, on my part.
"My period had actually ended about a week and a half before this. And I'm pretty sure that I was fertile that night, because I was feeling extremely horny, and I always felt my horniest whenever I was ovulating. So it's a good thing that I didn't end up getting pregnant that night. But let me back up a little bit first.
“I already 'let the cat out of the bag,' and so now you know that I succeeded in getting Uncle Ed to fuck me that night, and take my virginity.
"And that was also the last time that Uncle Ed ever had sex with me. But it wasn't because I didn't want him to. I think he was just too scared about what might happen, if we got caught--or even worse, if he got me pregnant. And so Uncle Ed avoided me like the plague.
"And by the way, it sure stung like hell when Uncle Ed 'popped my cherry' that night. His dick was a pretty large one too, just like yours is. And it filled me up and stretched me wide-open to have it inside me.
"But after I got over the initial shock of being penetrated, Uncle Ed's dick felt wonderful inside me, and made me cum like crazy. Oh God, I miss that feeling of being filled by a man’s dick!" Jan remarked, finally finishing her story about Uncle Ed. She looked down at Alex's crotch, and she was very pleased when she saw that his penis looked like it was fully erect. And Jan playfully asked Alex, "Is your 'Mister Happy' ready for a second round, Alex?”
"Yes, ma'am,” Alex politely answered, faking his best southern drawl.
“Good. ‘Cuz I really need your nice big dick inside me, so that I can cum real good.”
Alex moved up and knelt between Jan’s spread legs. He rubbed the firm head of his young rock-hard penis up and down along the wet crack of her pussy a couple of times, before quickly shoving it up into her fairly-loose-fitting vagina. He let the weight of his chest down on top of her, and then starting to hump away at her pussy like a madman.
Alex,” Jan calmly whispered in his ear, “I love having your big dick inside me, but I need for you to do one thing for me, okay?"
"Sure, Grams," Alex said, pausing his thrusting for just a moment. "What is it?"
"Don't cum inside me," Jan demanded in a very slow and even voice, sounding very much like a teacher talking to her student.
"What?" Alex asked, not believing what he had just heard. "So you don't want me to ejaculate inside you?"
"That's exactly right. I want you to pull out, right before you orgasm. You can squirt your sperm anywhere you want. Just don't do it in my pussy. Can you do that for me, Alex?"
"I think so," Alex tentatively replied--with absolutely no intentions of honoring Jan's 'request'--and he resumed his energetic pussy-humping for a couple more minutes. Then he rammed his dick deep inside Jan's vagina, and his entire body just came to a dead stand-still.
"Alex, what the hell are you doing?" Jan asked, and then quickly barked at Alex, "Pull out now, God damn it!"
But Alex didn't respond at all. He just left the head of his penis buried as deeply inside Jan's vagina as he could get it. At this point, Alex's face-down head was cheek-to-cheek with Jan's face-up head on the same pillow.
"Come on, Alex. There's still time. You don't have to do this to your own grandmother," Jan pleaded directly into his ear.
"Oh yes I do!" Alex quickly and emphatically stated, right before reaching his climax, and letting out his involuntary 'cum-grunt.' With the head of his dick pressed up snugly against Jan's cervix, Alex started orgasming his ass off, and releasing his sperm.
When she felt him starting to cum inside her, Jan forcefully whispered in Alex's ear, "Oh yes. That's it. Give me all your 'happy-juice,' you little mother-fucker!" Just for the record, the last time that Jan had felt an ejaculating dick-head right up against her cervix was during that special night when she had intentionally lost her virginity to Uncle Ed's "magical pee-pee," way back when she was 13.
Jan's own powerful orgasmic sensations rapidly overwhelmed her. And as she was cumming hard, she screamed out, "Yes! Yes! Oh fuuuuck, yeeeees!"
At this point, Alex--who was totally ignoring his grandmother's screams of orgasmic ecstasy--was instinctively bicycling his legs in order to rock his pelvis from side-to-side. This made the pulsating head of his penis move from side-to-side, across Jan's cervix, as he was busy spreading his ejaculating sperm all over the rear pocket of his grandmother's vagina.
And that's when the bright overhead light in the bedroom unexpectedly turned on.
* * * * *
2010: The Betrayal
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While Alex's penis was throbbing away, and faithfully squirting his young sperm into the back pocket of his grandmother's not-so-young pussy, he looked around the lit room frantically, and then instantly froze--except for his dick, which was still pulsating deep inside Jan's baby-making hole.
"Mom?" was all that Alex could say.
"Oh God! Lisa!" Jan blurted out a millisecond later, with her pussy still spasming away in orgasmic bliss. "It's not...what it...looks like," Jan said, barely getting the words out while panting hard in between each small phrase.
"Playback's a bitch. Ain't it, Mom?" Lisa said, while calmly sitting in the easy chair next to the bedroom door, with her arm raised upward, and her hand resting on the wall-mounted light switch above her.
"But,...how long...have you--" Jan panted out in short labored breaths, still feeling Alex's large wad of sperm being pumped out deep inside her, and knowing that her daughter was right there beside her, witnessing everything.
"--been sitting here?" Lisa jumped in, finishing Jan's question for her. "Let's just say that I know all about you and Uncle Ed now. How could you, Mom? He was your uncle, for Christ's sake."
Jan could feel Alex's ejaculation tapering off and coming to an end. And her own orgasmic sensations were also diminishing to the point that she was finally regaining her composure enough to have an intelligent conversation with her daughter.
"Alex," Jan said, "I think you need to leave right now."
"Right now?" Alex asked, still feeling some sperm slowly flowing up his urethra, and oozing out of his dick into Jan's vagina.
"Yes, right now, young man!" Jan demanded.
Alex pulled his still-erect penis out of Jan's vagina. He quickly picked his clothes up off the floor, left Jan's bedroom, and went back down the hall towards the guest room, where he was staying. Needless to say, he was quite embarrassed by the whole experience of being "caught in the act" by his own mother.
As soon as Lisa was sure that Alex had gone down the hallway, she turned back to her mother, and began having a serious conversation with her.
"What are you doing here, in my bedroom right now?" Jan asked, regretting the fact the she had allowed Lisa to keep a key to her front door, after Lisa had moved out of the house.
"I stayed with my friend, Marla, last night, since I happened to be in town. And I was just stopping back by to check and see how you and Alex were getting along," Lisa replied. "Obviously, you two were getting along much better than I could've ever imagined!" Lisa said very sarcastically.
"Lisa, please. You've got to understand. I didn't mean for this to happen--" Jan apologized.
"What the fuck did you just do to my son?" Lisa asked Jan, glaring at her.
"I took his virginity," Jan replied, matter-of-factly, "because that's what he wanted me to do."
"What gave you the right to do that, Mom?" Lisa demanded.
"I didn't really have a choice. Your son came up to my bedroom, while I was masturbating, and he forced his intentions on me. If I would have fought him, he would have held me down and raped me. I just know it. I could see it in his eyes," Jan calmly admitted. "It was obvious to me that he had been planning this for quite some time. And so I decided to go ahead and cooperate with him."
"So what was all that nonsense you were telling him about pulling out of you before he started cumming?"
"I was playing with him. That's all. I was just trying to get him more excited. Guys love it when a girl puts up a little resistance. They like to feel like they're in control. But you and I know the truth, don't we? And so yes, I was using reverse psychology to get Alex to do exactly what I wanted him to do, by simply telling him not to do it. And he came through like a champ!"
At this point, Alex had managed to quietly sneak back up the hallway. And he was now standing just outside the open doorway of Jan's bedroom, secretly listening to the "juicy" conversation that was taking place between his mother and his grandmother.
"But how could you go ahead and fuck your own grandson?" Lisa asked.
"Oh, I don't know, Lisa. Why don't you tell me. I mean, how could you go ahead and fuck your own twin brother?"
Upon hearing this, Lisa's mouth dropped wide-open in shock.
"But how did you know that Bill and I were having sex?" Lisa chimed out.
"He told me. That's how. He's a good son. And you're a good daughter. And Alex is a good grandson. And there aren't any secrets in this family. Remember?"
"Mom, I just want you to know that John is a good husband too, and a very good man, believe it or not. And I love him. And you should too.
"Those panties you found in his dresser belonged to his sister, Val. She gave them to John after she snuck into his bedroom late one night, and seduced him into having sex with her. Val took his virginity that night, way back when she was 15 and he was only 12. She only have sex with him one time though. And so those panties of Val's are very special to John."
Jan didn't react to anything that Lisa had just told her about John, and about his fetish concerning Val's panties. Instead, Jan changed the subject right back to Bill and Lisa's secret sexual relationship, as she said, "I know why you and Bill stopped having sex together."
"Did Bill tell you about Alex?" Lisa asked in total disbelief.
"Yes, I know all about Bill getting you pregnant with Alex, if that's what you mean?"
"You mean, my Uncle Bill is really my father?" Alex blurted out loudly in a state of utter confusion.
"Alex!" both women shouted out, almost in unison, and then went silent--each looking towards the other, and not really knowing what to say. The two women had been caught completely off-guard by Alex's still-naked figure standing in the bedroom doorway.
Finally, Lisa broke the awkward silence. "You're going back to your bedroom right now, young man! I don't give a damn how old you are. I'm still your mother. And you've got no right to listen in on a private conversation between me and my mother. You should be ashamed of yourself!" Lisa chided Alex, realizing that he had heard the whole discussion about Bill being his father.
And with that, Lisa got up, put her arm around Alex's shoulders and personally escorted him to the guest bedroom, making sure to say a quick "goodnight" to her mother, right before leaving Jan's bedroom, and closing her bedroom door behind them.
When Lisa and her son got to the guest room, they both walked in. Then Lisa closed the bedroom door behind them, and locked the door.
"Sit down, young man!" Lisa ordered. And Alex immediately sat down at the foot of the bed. Lisa stood right in front of her nude son.
"Mom, so was it Uncle Bill that you met at the bar that night? Was he the stranger that you had a one-night stand with?" Alex asked.
"No, Alex. The truth is that you weren't the product of a one-night stand. It was an eight-year stand. And I didn't meet Bill at a bar. And we weren't drunk when he came to my bedroom late a nights to make love to me. In fact, Bill is still the love of my life, and I would have gladly married him, if I could have. Unfortunately, it's against the law to marry your own brother."
"But why didn't you tell me about all this, before now?" Alex asked.
"Because I couldn't. That's why. When I got pregnant with you, Bill wanted me to get an abortion. But I wanted to go ahead and have my baby.
"Bill finally agreed to let me keep my baby, but he made me promise that I would never tell anyone else--including you--who the real father was. And that's when we made up the story about about my one-night stand with a total stranger that I had supposedly met at a bar.
"And, thanks to your grandmother's loud mouth, now you know the truth anyway.
"But you must promise me that you will never tell your Uncle Bill that you know that he's your father. He'll think that I told you, and he would never forgive me for that."
"Okay, Mom. But if I do this for you, then you're gonna have to do something very special for me," Alex replied, as he reached down into his crotch and began stroking his dick, while he was staring at Lisa's pants-covered crotch, which was right in front of his face.
Lisa could see that Alex was beginning to get another hard-on. "Oh...no," Lisa said, shaking her head from side-to-side, in defiance.
"Oh...yes," Alex quickly replied, mimicking Lisa's tone-of-voice, while nodding his head just as emphatically as she was shaking hers.
"Alex, I can't do this!" Lisa insisted.
"Oh, yes you can. And you will! In fact, I know that this is exactly what you fantasize about doing. I read it in your own diary."
"It's not a diary--it's a journal. And what the hell were you doing, going through my personal stuff?" Lisa demanded.
"I was on my way to get a pair of your panties from the laundry hamper in your bathroom, and I just happened to see your dia--...uhh...I mean, your 'journal'...lying on the night stand next to your bed, when I was walking through your bedroom to get to the bathroom."
"How much of it did you read?" Lisa asked in sheer horror, totally disregarding the part about Alex wanting a pair of her soiled panties.
"Enough to know that you've been fantasizing about having sex with me for a very long time. Let me see, how did you put it? Oh yeah. And I quote, 'Every time I walk past Alex's bedroom and catch him masturbating, I always act like it's no big deal. But the truth is that there is a part of me--deep down inside--that wants to go into his bedroom, take off all my clothes and let Alex have his way with me.'"
"Oh shit! I can't believe you read that!" Lisa fumed.
"Is it true, Mom?" Alex asked.
Lisa didn't answer. She just glared at him with her dagger-eyes.
"Well?...Is it true?" Alex asked again.
"Yes. It's true," Lisa finally admitted.
"So then you do fantasize about having sex with me, when you're masturbating, don't you?"
"Yes, God damn it! But it's not right for us to actually go through with it, and have sex together. I'm your mother, for Christ's sake. And it's just wrong!"
"That didn't stop you from having sex with your own brother, or from having sex with your own father--or from having sex with your own mother, for that matter. In fact, I'm the only member of this entire family that you haven't had sex with. But that's about to change, right now!" Alex stated. "Now take off your pants and panties, Mom."
Hearing the word "panties" come out of Alex's mouth made Lisa focus on what Alex had just told her about him having gotten her soiled panties out of the hamper in her bathroom.
"So why were you after a pair of my used panties that day when you read my journal?" Lisa asked, as she was unbuttoning her pants, pulling down the zipper at the front, and then sliding the pants down her legs to her feet, so that she could step out of the leg-holes.
"I was gonna jack off with 'em," Alex admitted.
"Did your grandpa teach you that?"
"Yeah. Grandpa John and I have been getting together to jack off for quite a while now. And he always liked to put Val's panties around his dick, while he's working on gettin' a hard-on. He would always offer to share Val's panties with me too, but I wanted to have my own pair of panties, that I could use whenever I wanted to.
"So I went to go find a pair of yours, because I've been wanting to fuck you, ever since I reached puberty! You're the hottest, sexiest woman I know. Who do you think I always fantasize about, when I'm jacking off?"
"I'm flattered, Alex. Really I am. But that still doesn't make it right," Lisa said.
"Now, go ahead and take your panties off, Mom. At this point, I don't care if it's right or wrong, you're gonna have sex with me right now. And you're gonna do whatever I tell you to do, and you're gonna enjoy yourself while you're doing it. And after we're finished having sex tonight, you're gonna sleep with me naked right here in this bed.
"And until I finally leave and move out on my own, you're gonna have sex with me whenever I want you to, and do whatever I want you to do. It's either that, or I'm gonna call up Uncle Bill, and tell him that you told me that he's my father."
"Oh God, Alex, please don't do this! If your grandfather ever finds out--" Lisa pleaded half-heartedly, knowing that her fate had just been sealed by her less-than-honorable, blackmailing son.
"--he won't care," Alex said, interrupting Lisa, "Believe me. Grandpa John actually wants me to have sex with you. He told me so himself. And I'm sure he wouldn't mind us all having a threesome together. In fact, Vicki could even join us, and make it a foursome. What do ya say?"
Lisa didn't answer him.
"Now, take off your damn panties, Mom, and show me that nice big clit you've got," Alex ordered, and Lisa hesitantly complied with Alex's demand.
That's when Alex saw the telltale white string hanging down from very rear of Lisa's pussy crack. And he quickly realized why his mother had been so hesitant about taking off her panties.
"Are you having your period, Mom?"
"Yes I am," Lisa stated very matter-of-factly. "It just started yesterday."
"Okay. So pull your tampon out, and let's get going," Alex said.
"But if I do that, I'm gonna bleed all over the place," Lisa warned, knowing full well that that was a huge exaggeration on her part. She most likely would just bleed down the insides of her thighs a little bit. Since she had gotten on The Pill, Lisa's periods had lightened up drastically from what they used to be.
"So what? Who cares? That's not gonna stop me from having sex with you tonight," Alex insisted. "Oh my God, your clit is so awesome! It looks just like a little dick. Come closer, so that I can suck on that 'bad boy.'"
Lisa obediently moved in closer to Alex.
"Now, spread your legs far apart," Alex ordered, and Lisa continued to honor her son's demands.
Alex reached up under Lisa's crotch, grabbed hold of the tampon removal string, and pulled the nasty-looking, puffed-up tampon out of her vagina. He threw the blood-soaked tampon into the small waste basket beside the bed. And then he craned his head across to Lisa's shaved-hairless crotch, and began licking and sucking her huge clit.
"Oh shit!...Fuck!...God damn it, Alex!" was all Lisa could say, as she was letting her own son suck on her clitoris. And she was naturally getting sexually excited, as a result, despite the fact that she trying her best to keep from being turned-on by her own son.
Alex pulled his mouth away from Lisa's giant clit after a couple of minutes, and said, "Now, I want you to jack your 'little dick' off in front of me, just like you do for Grandpa John. And I want you to do it until you make yourself cum."
Lisa started pulling the hood up and down the long shaft of her huge clitoris with her fingers, treating it as if it were a small penis that she was jacking off.
And Alex began hand-pumping his own penis, as he watched his mother masturbate in this unusual manner.
Lisa finger-pumped her erect clit faster and faster, until she made herself cum in front of Alex, just like he had asked her to do.
And Alex could tell that his mother wasn't faking an orgasm, because Lisa's pussy squirted while she was orgasming, leaving small puddles of her blood-tinged urine all over the hardwood floor, between her spread-apart feet.
"That's real good, Mom," Alex praised his mother for her performance so far. "Now I want you to pick up your panties off the floor, rub the crotch against your wet pussy, and then sniff it, while you finger yourself in front of me."
Lisa picked the panties up off the floor, rubbed the inside of the panty-crotch against her wet pussy crack, and then began sniffing the crotch of the panties, while she started rubbing her fingertips along her now-wet slit.
"No, Mom! That's not what I meant," Alex said. "I want you to stick your fingers way up inside your pussy-hole, and finger-fuck yourself in front of me."
"Alex, please. Why are you making me do this? You know my pussy's all bloody."
"Isn't it getting you turned-on?" Alex asked.
"Well, yes, but--" Lisa tried to say.
"--well then, shut up! And do what I'm telling you to fucking do!" Alex demanded harshly, paused for a moment, and then added in a much calmer tone-of-voice, "Don't worry. You'll enjoy it. I'm not gonna hurt you. You're my mother."
Lisa began finger-fucking herself in front of Alex, while she was sniffing at the crotch of her panties, just like Alex had told her to do.
Alex just sat there quietly and masturbated for a little while, as he watched his mother "go at it." Then he finally broke the silence. "Okay, that's enough of that. Give me your panties," Alex demanded.
Once he had Lisa's panties in his hand, Alex sniffed the panties for a couple of seconds, and then threw the panties into the small waste basket beside the bed.
"Now pull your fingers out of your nasty pussy, and lick'em clean," Alex ordered.
Lisa pulled her bloodied fingers out of her vagina, stuck them in her mouth and sucked on them for a while. She had never tasted the juices from her own menstruating pussy before. And just the thought of what she was actually doing in front of her own son really grossed her out. But at the same time, it also turned her on so much that she could barely contain herself.
"Now take off the rest of your clothes," Alex said.
Lisa pulled her blouse up over her head and dropped it to the floor, making sure that it didn't land in one of her small urine puddles. Then she reached around her back to undo the clasps of her bra, and let it drop to the floor as well, on top of her blouse. This left her completely nude, except for her dainty sterling silver necklace, and the two large silver hoop earrings that she was wearing.
"That's good," Alex commented, as he moved around to sit at the side of the bed. "Okay, kneel down in front of me."
Alex moved his own knees apart, so that Lisa could get between them. This placed her face very close to the tip of his fully erect penis.
This is also when a marvelous thought hit Alex like a rock. He was remembering all the things that this grandmother had just confessed to him about her secret childhood sexual relationship with her Uncle Ed. And he thought about how she had carefully described everything for him in a child-like manner, using words like "pee-pee" and "tinkle" throughout her whole story, in order to try to mentally transport him into her own childhood reality. And it had worked all too well, and gotten Alex extremely turned-on, while he was listening to Jan's real-life story. With that in mind, Alex quickly shifted gears to act on this unexpected "marvelous thought" of his.
"Do you like my pee-pee, Mommy?" Alex asked in a forced high-pitch voice, pretending to be a little boy, as he gently squeezed the tip of 'his pee-pee' between his thumb and forefinger, obviously showing it to her, just like a little boy might do.
Alex's abrupt shift into this little boy voice surprised Lisa, and she just stared at him for a moment, without saying a word.
"Well, do you, Mommy?" Alex continued onward, "'Cuz I like your pee-pee a lot!"
"Yes, honey," Lisa finally answered, playing along with Alex's little game. "You've got a very nice pee-pee."
"Mommy, do you wanna touch and feel my pee-pee? It would make me really happy, if you do."
Lisa reached across and began fondling her grown son's dick and balls. And it didn't take long at all, before she was slowly hand-pumping up and down on his uncircumcised dick.
Lisa's pussy was tingling with anticipation, as she watched the transparent pre-cum start oozing out of Alex's piss-hole slit. She could barely believe that all of this was actually happening. She had fantasized about this moment for years.
"Mommy?" Alex continue on, in his little boy voice.
"Yes, honey," Lisa responded.
"Would you please let me stick my pee-pee inside of yours, just like you always let Grandpa John do?"
"Of course, baby," Lisa said, standing back up and then getting on top of the bed on all fours, with her butt stuck up in the air in a doggie style position. "Go ahead, sweetie. Stick your pee-pee inside of mine."
"Okay, Mommy," Alex said. And he moved in behind Lisa, balancing himself on his knees and shins on top of the bed. "I don't know where I'm supposed to stick it in at. Would you help me, Mommy?"
"Sure, baby," Lisa said, admiring how well Alex was playing this little game with her.
Lisa reached down between her legs, grabbed hold of Alex's shaft, and rubbed his uncircumcised dick-head up and down along her wet slit a few times. Then she inserted the head of Alex's dick up into her own vaginal opening.
"I've got my pee-pee inside of yours now, Mommy!" Alex enthusiastically announced, and then asked, "Does that feel good to you? Because it sure feels good to me. It's so nice and warm."
"Yes, Alex, it feels wonderful!" Lisa honestly replied.
"Is it okay if I move my pee-pee around inside of your pee-pee?" Alex asked.
"Go right ahead, honey, if that's what you feel like doing," Lisa said.
And Alex began thrusting his penis in and out a few times very rapidly, with the same type of enthusiasm and energy that a child would naturally have.
"Oh oh! I think I'm gonna tinkle," Alex warned Lisa, in a forced whisper, as he kept relentlessly humping away at Lisa's fuck-hole. "Is that okay with you, Mommy?"
"Yes, baby. Go right ahead and tinkle inside of Mommy's pee-pee. That's exactly what I want you to do. And guess what? I think Mommy's gonna tinkle too."
And within seconds, Lisa began orgasming her butt off underneath Alex, and squirting her pussy-juice all over his balls, while he was busy pumping out his whole wad of sperm deep inside of his own mother's vagina.
After his orgasm was over with, Alex said, "I felt you tinkle, Mommy. Did you feel me tinkle? What's the matter, Mommy? Why are you crying?"
Lisa was sobbing just like a little baby. But they were tears of happiness. She had finally lived out one of her deepest, darkest fantasies. And thanks to Alex, she had done it in a very unique way, that had ended up being more of a turn-on for her than she could have ever imagined. She was basking in an orgasmic afterglow that seemed like it was going to last forever.
And Lisa was definitely looking forward to the next time that Alex would get her to have sex with him. She was wondering what he would do, and what he would make her do. Would he get her to suck his dick next time? Or would he make her have a threesome with John, like he had suggested?
Lisa had no idea what lay in store for her future "sexual adventures" with Alex. All she knew was that she would definitely be having them, no matter whether she wanted to or not. Lisa was thankful that she had gotten on The Pill for John, when he had first moved in with her and Vicki, because at least she wouldn't have to worry about Alex or John getting her pregnant.
And Lisa thought about the confessions that Alex had made to her just moments earlier. It was disturbing to Lisa that Alex had stolen her soiled panties so that he could use them as a masturbation aid.
But that hadn't bothered her nearly as much as the confession Alex had made to her about him and her father getting together to jack off on several occasions. That had been a total surprise to her, even though she knew that it was very common for young boys to do that together. What had really surprised her was that her father, at his advanced age, was doing that type of thing with Alex.
Lisa would have been even more shocked if Alex would have gone ahead and told her the whole truth about his long-standing sexual relationship with his Grandpa John, and about all the various homosexual acts that had taken place between them. Just like the rest of his immediate family, Alex was bi-sexual, and he had learned to accept his bi-sexual feelings.
But, in Alex's case, his sexuality fell much closer to the homosexual side of the bi-sexual scale, than it did to the heterosexual side. And so he naturally preferred having sex with other males. Even now, while Alex was slowly easing his softening penis out of his own mother's freshly creampied vagina, he found himself thinking about how he couldn't wait to wrap his hands around his Grandpa John's sexy-looking dick and balls again, when he got back home.
Ironically, at this very moment, Lisa was thinking the exact same thing herself. And she found it hard to believe that her father's genitals actually turned her on more than her son's did, even though her son's penis was quite a bit larger than her dad's. But for Lisa, there was just something magical about her touching and playing with the very penis and testicles that had conceived her in her mother's womb.
And, in another weird twist of fate, at this very moment, a still-very-horny Jan was lying in her bed under the covers, busy diddling away at her own freshly creampied pussy, while she was fantasizing about wrapping her hands around Alex's dick and balls.
* * * * *
2006: The Rape And The Rapture
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It had all started out innocently enough on the day after Christmas in 2006, when Jan had received a call from her now-34-year-old son, Bill Ridgeway, who had finally managed to move out into his own apartment several years before, back when he was 26.
"Come on, Mom," Bill pleaded, "Would you watch Trish for me just one night. It's New Years Eve, for Christ's sake. And I want to take Lisa out on the town, and show her a good time."
Actually, what Bill really wanted to do was to take his twin sister out to a bunch of bars, and get her shit-faced drunk on New Years Eve, so that he could take her back to his hotel room afterwards, and fuck the crap out of her.
Despite his persistent flirtations with just about every woman that he knew, Bill hadn't managed to get any pussy over the last four years. And so naturally, he was feeling desperately horny.
"Sure, honey," Jan had agreed. "Just drop her off, before you go pick Lisa up."
Bill's daughter, Trish, was a solid 12 1/2 years old, and quickly approaching 13.
However, she had a slender petite body and a chubby-cheeked face, with a precious dimpled smile, that all served to make her look at least two years younger than she really was.
And Trish knew how to take advantage of her deceptively youthful looks. In fact, she had managed to elevate the standard kids' "wrapping adults around one's little finger" ruse into an art form.
So, on New Years Eve, Bill dropped Trish off a her grandmother's house. And she enjoyed visiting with her grandparents during the late afternoon, and into the evening hours.
Of course, Trish's grandpa and grandma got tired at around 11:00 PM. But they both struggled, and managed to stay up long enough to toast the New Year at midnight with their young granddaughter, using three champagne glasses filled with sparkling apple cider, before they each retired to their own bedrooms.
However, Grams took a detour first, as she went out of her way to tuck Trish into bed in the guest room down the hall, before retiring to her own bedroom.
Jan was so tired that, once her head hit the pillow, she was fast asleep within less than 15 minutes.
But a little before 2 o'clock in the morning, Jan woke up to find that Trish was under the bed covers with her, snuggled right up next to her, shivering. Jan always slept in the nude. But Trish had on a long nightshirt, with a pair of panties underneath.
"What on earth are you doing in my bed, child?" Jan asked the obviously-scared young girl.
"I'm sorry, Grams. But I heard some weird noises, and they scared me real bad. Can I sleep with you tonight? Please?" Trish begged.
"Okay, sweetie, if it'll make you feel safer."
"Would you please hold me?" Trish asked.
Jan opened up her arms, and Trish nestled her head up against Jan's left breast. She also grabbed hold of Jan's right breast, and cupped it firmly in her small hand.
Jan felt her pussy starting to tingle. And she immediately chided herself mentally, Jan, you idiot, what the hell are you doing? You shouldn't get aroused by your granddaughter touching your breasts.
But then, all of the sudden, Trish did something totally unexpected. She turned her head, latched her mouth down around Jan's left nipple, and began sucking away on her breast, just like a newborn baby feeding on its mother's milk.
And all those old familiar feelings came flooding back into Jan's memory, as she was remembering how great it felt when she was breast-feeding her twins, so many years ago. And Jan also remembered that her pussy would always get sopping-wet while the twins were feeding on her milk, and that she would often end up going somewhere private and masturbating afterwards.
Trish's nipple-sucking made Jan's pussy tingle even more, and she could feel her clitoris quickly becoming erect. And Jan thought to herself, Oh fuck! What am I gonna do now?
But there was nothing that Jan really could do. She was feeling so horny that she just couldn't help herself. It had literally been well over five years, since she had had another human body in the same bed with her under the covers. Well over five years, since she had had someone else to share her pent-up sexuality with.
The next thing Jan knew, she had worked her knee up under Trish's nightshirt. And she now had her right thigh laid over the top of Trish's bare leg. And as Trish kept sucking away at Jan's nipple, treating it just like a toddler's pacifier, Jan was slowly rocking her hips to rub her bare, hairy pussy back and forth against Trish's right thigh.
Trish pulled her mouth up off of Jan's nipple, and asked, "Gosh, Grams. Why are you rubbing your pee-pee against my leg?"
"Because it feels really good, when I do that. That's why," Jan honestly replied. "But why on earth are you calling it my 'pee-pee'? You know that you're too old to be calling it that."
"Well, Grams, that's what you always used to call it, back when I was a young girl. My best friend, Susie, calls it her 'cunnie.' But I don't really like that word, because it comes from the word 'cunt.' And that's such an ugly-sounding word. I prefer to call it my 'pussy'--mainly because that's the word that all the boys at school seem to use, whenever they're describing a girl's crotch. Besides, the word 'pussy' just sounds so cute and feminine. Don't you think?" Trish asked, and then immediately went back to sucking Jan's breast.
"Yes, it does," Jan replied. "And that's the word I always like to use too. Of course, it's really called a 'vulva.' That's the correct medical term for it. But I don't know any women out there who actually refer to their pussies as being 'vulvas.'"
Trish raised her head back up off Jan's erect nipple, and asked, "So would it be okay if I rub my pussy against your leg?"
Jan was floored by that question. But she also realized that she had already gone way too far. And she felt like there was no turning-back now.
But Jan also rationalized to herself that Trish was a big enough girl to start having sex with another person. After all, Jan was only 7 years old when she had started having sex with Uncle Ed. And Jan had thoroughly enjoyed her entire secret sexual relationship with her Uncle Ed.
"Sure, honey. If that's what you really want to do," Jan replied, feeling a very strong urge to reach down between Trish's legs, and stick her fingers up into Trish's small virgin pussy--while at the same time, realizing that she would have to little-by-little ease her way up to that point, so that she wouldn't risk scaring her granddaughter.
"I do, Grams," Trish replied. And she rolled over on top of Jan's thigh, and began slowly humping and grinding away at it with her panty-covered pussy, while she leaned back down and continued to suck away on Jan's left tit.
At this point, while Jan was lying on her back, with her legs spread apart, and gladly letting Trish hump away at her left thigh, Jan experienced her first orgasm of the night.
And although she managed to keep from crying out, or getting vocal, during her orgasm--she didn't want to take the chance of waking John up, who was sleeping right down the hall from her bedroom--Jan couldn't help but suck air in through her chattering teeth as she shuddered, acting as if she were being dropped into an ice bath.
"Am I hurting you, Grams?" Trish stopped her nipple-sucking just long enough to ask, with sincere concern in her voice.
"Oh, no, sweetie. I'm just feeling really good right now. Aren't you?"
"Well, yes. But can I ask you something?"
"Would it be okay with you if I take off my panties? I wanna rub my bare pussy against your leg, just like you were doing."
"Yes, that would be wonderful!" Jan said, attempting to hide her high level of excitement, but not really being able to. "Tell you what. Why don't you take off your nightshirt too. That way, we'll both be completely naked. Wouldn't that be exciting?"
"You bet it would!" Trish agreed enthusiastically, as she got up out of the bed. She went and closed the bedroom door, and then locked it, before coming back to the side of Jan's bed.
While standing up, facing her grandmother, Trish pulled her nightshirt up over her head, and dropped it down onto the floor. Then Trish leaned over, pulled her panties down to the floor, and then stepped out of the leg-holes, before straightening her torso back up again.
Thanks to the dim moonlight streaming in through the blinds of the bedroom window, Jan got her first look at Trish's naked, undeveloped body. Jan could see the obvious, puffy breast-buds that were sticking straight out from Trish's small chest. And Jan couldn't wait to get her hands on that little split-in-half mound of flesh, down between Trish's legs.
The ironic thing about all of this, was that Trish was the one who was really "making the moves" on Jan--and not the other way around.
* * * * *
Meanwhile, in a guest room on the fifth floor of the Grand Marquis Hotel, Bill was staring at Lisa's naked body, lying on top of the queen-size bed. His plans had gone horribly wrong when midnight had hit, and Lisa had ended up drinking way too much champagne.
Bill had brought his twin sister back to the hotel room at around 1:30 in the morning, only to have her puke all over the bathroom floor, and then pass out, while hugging the toilet bowl, as if it were her only true friend in this life.
Bill had physically dragged Lisa's body out of the bathroom, and removed her clothing, which was splattered with her own vomit. Then he had hoisted her naked body up onto the hotel room bed.
And now he was standing there, taking off his own clothes, while he was staring at Lisa's firm tits and her awesome-looking pussy, with its unique penis-looking clitoris prominently being displayed at the very front of her crack. And Bill decided that he was going to go ahead and have sex with Lisa anyway.
Of course, the sex would be one-sided. But Bill wanted to stick his dick in Lisa's pussy again so badly that he didn't care that she was passed out, and wouldn't even know that he was having sex with her.
Bill climbed into bed with Lisa, and began feeling out and playing with her firm, perky breasts. And it didn't take long for his unique-looking penis, with its hypospadic urethral opening, to get rock-hard.
And at that point, Bill knew that he was just moments away from raping his own sister. But he also knew that he had already "gone too far," and that he couldn't stop himself from raping Lisa, even if he wanted to.
He stuck his fingers into Lisa's pussy crack. And even though she was passed out, her pussy still automatically got wet while he was fondling it.
Bill thought to himself, Okay, you little bitch. This is what you get for telling me that I can't have sex with you any more, just 'cuz you got pregnant that one time. Well, the joke's on you now. 'Cuz your pussy's mine tonight. And I'm gonna try to get you pregnant again, if I can!
Bill spread Lisa's legs apart, got up on top of her in a missionary position--being very careful to keep his nose and mouth away from her stinky vomit-mouth--and he began fucking Lisa's slick, totally-relaxed pussy-hole with his 6-inch-long dick. And while he was raping her, he actively fantasized the whole time that Lisa had just ovulated and was fertile, and that he was going to be fertilizing her egg cell with one of his millions of sperm cells.
Lisa started moaning softly, and moving her hips back and forth in response to his thrusting, but she didn't wake up. And even when Bill began to orgasm, and was squirting his sperm deep inside of Lisa's vagina, she still didn't wake up.
But Bill didn't really care. He was happy just to have the use of his sister's pussy for the night.
Excessive horniness can do strange things to people. And Bill would go on to rape Lisa two more times that same night--intentionally ejaculating two more payloads of his semen as deep inside of her vagina as he could--before he finally fell asleep beside her.
And Lisa never woke up during her second and her third inseminations by her own brother's penis.
* * * * *
Over at Jan's house, things were just starting to get "interesting," as a now-naked Trish climbed back under the covers, to lie next to her nude 49-year-old grandmother.
"Grams?" Trish asked.
"I'll let you touch my pussy, if you'll let me touch yours," Trish boldly offered.
"Are you telling me that you want to touch my pussy," Jan asked, just to verify that she had really heard Trish say that to her.
"Yes, Grams. And I'll even let you touch mine first, if you want to. Go right ahead," Trish said, as she spread her legs apart to give Jan access to her pussy.
"No, honey. That's okay. You're my guest tonight. You go first," Jan demanded, as she reached over and took Trish's hand, and then gently guided it down into her own crotch.
"Gosh, Grams. You're really hairy down there," Trish remarked, as she tentatively felt Jan's crotch and her pussy mound with the open palm of her small hand.
"Why don't you go ahead and stick your fingers inside my crack," Jan suggested, as she reached down in her crotch, placed a hand on each side of her mound, pulled her inner and outer labia apart, and held her pussy crack wide-open for Trish.
Trish immediately began touching and feeling out all the inner parts of Jan's pussy crack. And as Trish touched and felt out the various parts of Jan's pussy, Jan tried to make a game out of it, by describing each pussy-part for Trish.
"Those are my outer labia. Most people call them 'outer pussy lips.' And those are my inner labia. Can you guess what they're usually called?"
"Inner pussy lips," Trish said, without missing at beat. "And this is the hood of your clitoris. It's usually called a 'clit.' And by the way, Grams, your clit's a lot bigger than Susie's," Trish added.
"But how do you know about Susie's clit?" a very confused Jan asked.
"I've touched it with my own hands. That's how. Whenever I have a sleepover at Susie's house--and that happens almost every weekend--she and I sleep in the same bed together. And we always end up kissing, and hugging, and feeling out each other, and playing with each other's pussies. Susie's a couple years older than me, and she's the one who taught me how to masturbate."
"So then you already know how to masturbate?" Jan asked, in total disbelief.
"Why don't you tell me," Trish said, as she began manipulating Jan's clit, moving the loose skin hood up and down the shaft by using a circular motion with the tip her middle finger. She then inserted the middle finger of her other hand deep into Jan's vagina, and began actively finger-fucking her with it.
"Oh, yeah! That's it, sweetie," Jan said, as she was getting very close to experiencing her second orgasm of the night.
"You're just about to cum, aren't you, Grams?" Trish asked.
"Ungh hungh," Jan quickly hummed back, nodding her head.
"I can always tell when Susie's about to cum. There's just a certain way that her pussy feels to my fingers," Trish commented.
"Oh fuuuuuuck yes!" Jan whispered strongly, and began orgasming her butt off, while she was biting down on her lower lip and whimpering through her nose, like a lost puppy dog.
And Trish felt Jan's vagina rhythmically squeezing down around her probing finger. Trish also felt Jan's pussy crack become noticeably wetter.
"That's it, Grams. Let it all out," Trish said, and then added, "I'm feeling so horny right now. I can't wait for you to start fingering my little pussy. You do wanna finger my little pussy, don't you?"
"Oh hell yes!" Jan quickly replied, reaching over into Trish's crotch, sticking her fingers up into Trish's virtually-hairless pussy, which was already sopping-wet.
Jan shoved her middle finger up into Trish's snug vagina, and her finger met absolutely no resistance whatsoever.
So Jan pulled her middle finger back out, placed her middle finger and her ring finger side-by-side, and then shoved them both up into Trish's vagina. And Jan's held-together fingers easily slid right in, all the way up to her knuckles."
"This doesn't hurt you at all?" Jan asked.
"Are you kidding me? It feels really good!" Trish replied.
"How about this?" Jan said, as she began slowing thrusting her held-together fingers in and out of Trish's tight vagina.
"Yeah, that feels even better. But I really need you to go a lot faster," Trish pleaded.
"Okay, sweetie. Like this?" Jan asked, as she began to energetically finger-fuck her granddaughter's baby-making hole with her held-together fingers."
"Oh yeah. That's it, Grams. Keep it up. You're gonna make me cum," Trish said.
"You mean, you can actually orgasm?" Jan asked.
"Oh hell yes!" Trish replied, intentionally mimicking her grandmother's earlier remark. "And I can get pregnant too. I had my very first period back when I was only 9. Didn't Daddy tell you?"
"No, he didn't!" Jan exclaimed, "Well, for Christ's sake, don't go out and get pregnant at 10 years old!"
"I'm not 10 any more. I'm nearly 13. But don't worry, Grams. I'm not gonna do that. That's why I'm exclusively having sex with girls for right now. I figure I'll try out boys when I'm much older--like 14, or 15, or...maybe even...16," Trish said, struggling to get the words out to finish her sentence, as she felt her pelvic muscles tightening up, in preparation for the strong orgasm that was just about to whisk her consciousness away to another plane, so that she could once again experience those few precious moments of true bliss that all sexually-mature human beings crave.
Upon hearing what Trish was telling her, Jan's jaw dropped wide-open. But then so did Trish's, when she started to scream out in sheer ecstasy, "Oh God, yes! I'm cum--!"
Jan quickly slapped her hand down over Trish's mouth to muffle her cries, and Trish's eyes bugged out of her head. Trish was initially surprised and shocked by what Jan was doing to her. But that still didn't stop Trish from reaching her orgasmic peak.
"You don't want to wake up your grandfather, do you?" Jan whispered strongly, making sure that her hand was not covering Trish's nose, so that Trish would still be able to breath.
Trish managed to quickly shake her head from side-to-side a couple of times, before she began orgasming her young butt off, with her body writhing around uncontrollably, while Jan kept her hand firmly planted over Trish's mouth.
Jan was in total shock at this point, as she realized that her granddaughter had been "playing her" all along. Jan wondered if there was any way that she could "regain the upper hand" this evening--even though she truly never really had it, to begin with. There just had to be something that Trish didn't know in regards to having sex with another female. And Jan wanted to be the female who showed that "something" to her granddaughter.
"Well? Did you cum real good?" Jan asked, finally lifting her hand from Trish's mouth, so that Trish could answer her.
"Oh hell yes!" Trish replied. "Couldn't you tell?"
"Of course. But I really wanted to show you something special tonight--that is, if you can keep from waking up your grandfather," Jan admonished Trish, with a stern look on her face. "Do you know what 'scissoring' is?"
"Sure. Susie and I do that a lot," Trish answered, matter-of-factly. "But we always call it 'tribbing,' because that's what it's called out at the Web sites that we've gone to."
"Wow! Things sure have changed a lot since I was a young girl," Jan commented.
"Did they even have TV back then?" Trish asked, obviously being sarcastic.
"Hey, I'm not that old!" Jan quipped back, and they both started laughing.
"Shhhh!" Jan warned, placing her index finger perpendicular across her lips, to remind Trish that they both needed to try to keep their voices down.
"So, Grams. Did you ever trib, back when you were a young girl?"
"No. But I did other stuff," Jan vaguely replied, thinking about how much she used to love it whenever her Uncle Ed would rub his bare 'pee-pee' against hers, and then squirt his special white 'happy-juice' all over her 'pee-pee.'
"So, Trish," Jan said, intentionally mimicking the way that Trish has just talked to her. "I'll bet that you and Susie never tribbed with your pussies connected by a long, double-headed dildo," Jan emphatically stated, repeatedly raising both of her eyebrows up in an exaggerated Groucho Marx style, as she opened the drawer in the night stand by the bed, and she pulled out her bright-red 12-inch-long double-headed dildo, proudly displaying it to Trisha in the the same manner that a magician might display the rabbit that he just pulled out of his top hat.
"Wow, Grams. That sounds awesome! Let's do it!"
Jan lay back down on her back on top of the bed, and spread her legs far apart. She licked one end of the long dildo, coating it with a generous helping of her saliva, and then inserted that end of the dildo up into her own vaginal entrance.
Trish quickly moved into a scissoring position, with her stomach facing upward, just like Jan's already was. Then Trish rubbed the other end of the double-headed dildo up and down her pussy crack a few times, to lubricate her end of the dildo, before she inserted it up into her own tight-but-very-wet vagina.
Both Jan and Trish slowly eased their vaginas all the way down around the dildo, until their two pussy mounds were finally pressed tightly together, almost completely hiding the dildo that they were sharing.
At that point, they both started bumping and grinding their vulvas against each other, to move the rubbery dildo around deep inside their respective birth canals.
"Gosh, Grams!" Trish remarked. "I never thought that we'd end up fucking each other tonight."
"Neither did I," Jan honestly responded, "But you know that I'm always here for you, sweetie. And that means that we can get together again, and do this kind of thing, any time you want to. Just let me know."
"I will, Grams," Trish said, barely getting the words out, before she almost screamed out again, but caught herself just in time, by sticking a pillow over her face to muffle her cries, right as she began to cum hard. Of course, Jan soon found herself whisked away be her own orgasmic sensations.
Trish and Jan continued their double-headed dildo scissoring for another 20 minutes or so, with both of them happily riding their orgasmic roller-coasters from one orgasm to the next, until Trish finally told Jan that she needed to go back to her own bed, so that she could get some sleep.
But that was a blatant lie, because the last thing that Trish wanted to do right now was to go to sleep.
Trish pulled her end of the dildo out of her vagina, got out of Jan's bed, and put her panties and nightshirt back on.
As she was getting ready to leave, she said, "Thank you, Grams, for giving me such a wonderful experience. By the way, Happy New Year!"
"And a Happy New Year to you too, sweetie!" Jan automatically replied, leaving her end of the double-headed dildo inserted deep inside her vagina. Then Jan closed her eyes, and began drifting off to a much-needed sleep.
Trish gave her grandmother a quick peck on the cheek, and pulled the bed covers up over her, tucking her into bed. Then Trish headed out of Jan's bedroom, closing the bedroom door behind her.
She walked all the way down the hallway, past the door of the guest bedroom--where she was supposed to be sleeping--and she finally stopped right outside the closed door of her grandfather's bedroom.
Trish slowly turned the doorknob, and then grinned like a Cheshire Cat, when the door to Grandpa John's bedroom opened right up.
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