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grandpa grandma and mesame as other story just titled for better search results!please comment and provide feedback!The story sounds better in first person and in a perspective of past tense. I have changed it a few times to make up for tense problems and fluency, so please do not criticize the verb and tense agreements as I am sure that I have missed more than a few mistakes. this is my first story and it is fictionCharacter description I am a twenty-one year old male living in Oregon. I am 5’8” and have muscle tone, but am slightly overweight. Granddad looks more or less the same. He is Caucasian, has many wrinkles and a sun-tanned body that only years of farm work can produce. He constantly has the same stern expression that shows experience, understanding, and produces a calculating glare. Gran has a sympathetic look to her. She has an inviting manner and has what I would call a look of stage presence. Both have white hair, hers in curls and his straight but slightly balding. The strange thing is their looks contradict their emotional behavior. Papa is the compassionate one and Mama is strict and commanding. Both are about 5’5” and while they are lightly overweight, they are highly physically active. They run and cycle together daily and play as hard if not harder than I do even though they are both in their early seventies. IntroI never thought I would be attracted to older women, but at the time I was lonely and had no prospects for a companion.It was summer break and I got nearly four months off of classes. This was a well-needed rest as I work hard as an engineering student. That brings me to the point that I am a bit more “nerdy” than most young men my age. This makes a relationship complicated and has resulted in all too few sexual encounters. Up to the point of this particular break I had only been with a few females. BackstoryMy first experience was as freshman in high school. The g**l I was with was compassionate and was what some people may refer to as a whore. She opened my world as I had only ever used my hand for pleasure. I only got a blowjob from this short-lived connection, but she blew more than my dick, she blew my mind. I will refer to myself as a sexual deviant through the rest of high school. I had few girlfriends, but I only ever thought about sex and what I wanted from it. I outcast myself socially as I was not confident enough to reveal my perverted thoughts to any females near me. This continued for a couple of years until the devastating day that my m****r died. It was my senior year and I was a straight A student. I remember the day as though it only happened this morning. I had been called to the principal’s office. Not for troublesome reasons, but for acknowledgement. I had gotten selected as an all-Oregon defensive linebacker. This was astonishing as I am only 5’8” and I was really proud. The principal allowed me the rest of the day off as a reward for my hard work. I went straight home to tell my mom the good news. I pulled into the driveway a few minutes later as I flew home to unveil the news. I came within view of the house and I saw the lights. My m*m had a heart attack and barely called the hospital before she collapsed. This was the day before I moved in with my grandparents and made me realize that if sex was what I wanted, sex was what I was going to get. Life was too short not to live this way. For the rest of the year I spent most of my time at Casandra, the head cheerleader’s, house. It was great! Never before had I imagined that most of my dirtiest, perverted fantasies would come true. We explored everything with each other and while the relationship only lasted four months, it was passionate, naïve love. As sensible people, we broke up when we went to separate colleges, little did we know it was to never see each other again. The first year of college was rough. I had hardly any encounters with females I enjoyed spending time with, but it was impossible to search for a companion and get through engineering school. By my third year, I was tired of being alone. In the fall I met a girl I thoroughly enjoyed the company of and lost myself in spoiling her while tending to her every need. I was whipped silly. I thought everything was going great, we had sex often and she always seemed to enjoy it as much as I did. I was wrong. A couple weeks before finals I caught her with another guy and was torn apart. My new love was ripped from me and now I only feel hatred toward the succubus she was. I redirected my hatred for her and focused on my studies practically marrying the library to make up for the shotty work I was doing while with her. By the time finals came around I had all Bs and was looking to get As on a few of my tests. FrontstoryIt was Friday after finals and I was exhausted. I got in the car and drove for hours. I had no destination. I planned to go back home for the break, but for that day I had no true destination. It was a twenty hour drive home and I was going to get there by Monday evening. I guess subconsciously I wanted to be home to confide in my grandparents over the loss of my girlfriend as I had not given myself any time to grieve. Before I knew it I was crossing the Arizona border. It was a mere three hours from and it was only noon on Saturday. I stopped for a bite to eat and took a short nap in the car afterward. I left that small town about six in the evening and arrived home by about nine thirty. I knew I was home early and I probably should have called ahead to give my grandparents warning of my arrival. I am so glad that I did not. The dogs greeted me at the car and it brought the biggest smile to my face to see the mutts again. It was the happiest I had felt in weeks. I walked in and flopped on the couch, assuming I could wait until morning to greet my family. I fell asleep in short seconds. I woke in a slight daze. I had to use the bathroom and solemnly headed for the john. I walked right in without knocking and was canlı bahis surprised to see grandma buck naked taking a leak. I was incredibly embarrassed and immediately left the wash closet with my head down and my eyes crossed. Within a minute she exited with a towel wrapped around her and let me use the bathroom. By the time I came out both her and my grandfather were in the kitchen making coffee. We exchanged pleasantries and I found out that it was already Sunday morning. Both mentioned the fact that the house was not clean enough as they had planned to clean for the day of my arrival. I told them not to worry and that I wanted to rest the day away anyway.By the time Monday came my grandmother awoke me. I was well rested and happy to be in the cozy blankets that covered my naked body. Granny sat at the edge of the bed with her hand on top of the blankets caressing my leg to awaken me. As I came to, she said, “Breakfast in five.” I rolled over to see her face and as I did removed the covers from my body. I was exposed. It was by far the most humiliating moment of my life. My soldier was a full attention for the morning salute and my grandmother was nearly touching it. I was mortified. As I rolled back into the covers she commented in a humble tone, “Well someone had a good dream” and slowly exited the room reminding me once more that breakfast was going to be ready soon. I slowly got dressed and forced myself down the stairs and into the kitchen. The table was set and the food smelled fantastic. We ate in silence for a few minutes, stuffing our faces and only taking a break for coffee or juice. When we were all finished eating grandma took our plates to the sink and grandpa and I exchanged meaningless small talk. After a few minutes he turned on his solemn, stern expression and asked in a very serious tone, “Have some good dreams last night?” Reliving my most mortified moment I could only stare at him blankly and my jaw slowly dropped leaving me speechless and wide-eyed. “Ma tells me you had a raging hard-on longer than mine on ya when you woke up” he said plainly.I could only stare.He was seriously asking the question about my dream. It was not a joking question.“Come on,” he said, “I want to hear about the fantasy you were having.”I remained speechless.Just then granny walked back into the dining room and said, “Oh stop it George, can’t you see the boy is embarrassed.”I got up and walked to my room. I was confused, embarrassed and upset. I was confused because granddad never talked like that, ever. I was upset because I could not bring myself to answer him. I ran the question through my head a hundred times and a hundred times over again, “What was I having a fantasy about?” The only image that came to my mind whatsoever was my grandmother in the bathroom a couple nights before. What was wrong with me was the only thought I could muster. I stayed in bed alone for a long time before I regained the confidence to go back into the living room. When I eventually got there, my granddad turned off the TV and said, “Good, you are up. Are you willing do a couple of chores?” I nodded and we headed outside.Work on a farm is difficult and we busted ass to get the chores done. Thankfully my grandparents had downsized the farm and only had a few a****ls and two acres of land to tend to. We made short work of it all and got it all taken care of in a couple of hours. On the walk back in my granddad and I had a heart to heart talk.He started by saying he was sorry about that morning and that he was only being curios. We talked about my relationships and about my breakup, about classes and the workload. By the time we got home we were talking about money and I learned that when they sold the farm they had sold it for a huge profit. They were going to pay for the rest of my school and still have plenty to retire on. I asked if there was any way I could ever thank them and he only said that he would find a way. Back at the house we cracked a couple of beers and Gran had some wine. We talked through the night about my problems and both of them consoled me and made me feel much better just the way perfect grandparents should. A day or two went by without much excitement. On Thursday night I got up to go to the bathroom and as I walked by my grandparents room and heard funny noises coming from their room. The door was slightly cracked and I could just see inside grandpa was on top of grandma at the edge of the bed. She was on her back with her feet in the air. Grandpa’s head rested between her widespread legs and she was moaning softly while convulsing and contorting her body. I was appalled, yet I could not look away. My gramps was eating out my granny and they both loved it. Within a few minutes he began to mount her. After a second or so he rolled over and said, “Damn it.” She asked the problem and he told her he still wasn’t hard and they both let out a sigh. I fled the scene. In the bathroom I thought of them, of what I just saw. Those slightly illuminated bodies that were glistening with the sweet sweat of sex. The soft growling moans replayed in my head over and over again. I could picture granny’s body from the other night hunched over the toilet. Her perfect tits shined in my eyes like beacons that I wanted only to play with, her soft white belly wrinkled yet toned. I could see her soft eyes and could almost hear her telling me to eat her out the way she could demand anything. I could picture her hands wrinkly and old, but soft and strong. My grip was her grip and it tightened as I pictured her grasping me and stroking as she convulsed. It became too much for me and I created a mess on myself standing above the toilet. My sperm got everywhere as I exploded in sweet orgasm. I had not planned on this. Semen was on everything. My shorts, shirt, and even the toilet and ground received ample amounts. Normally cleanup is a breeze with a tissue, but this was different. I needed to clean a lot before bahis siteleri someone else needed the only bathroom in the house. I scrounged for things to clean my clothes with I was bent over the sink scrubbing away when a knock came at the door. It was granny.She said, “Nick, are you all right dear?” I replied with a simple yes and continued my scrubbing and frantic clean up. She said, “Please hurry I need to use the bathroom.”I threw on my slightly wet clothes and exited the bathroom allowing her shuffle past me through the door and headed toward my room. Then it hit me. I did not clean up the toilet or the floor. I ran back toward the bathroom, but it was too late. Granny was already headed out. I stopped short and only stared at her as she held up her hand. My cum was dripping from it as she glared at me. “We need to talk, right now” she said.I followed her into the dining room and she forced me to sit down next to her. This was my new all time embarrassment. She only sat and stared for what seemed like forever. Eventually, her expression softened and she said, “I realize that you are at a sexually prime and that you have needs.”Another minute or two went by in silence.“This is not how I expect you to clean up after yourself in my house” was all she said for another few minutes. Then, “Lick it off my fingers” she demanded extending her hand toward my face.I was blown away. She wanted me to lick my own semen off of her hand. She forced her hand closer to my face. “Open your mouth or I will open it for you!” she half shouted. My mouth fell ajar as she started to fume. I could not force my jaw shut as she kept it open with her other hand. Her fingers entered my mouth and she closed my jaw waiting for me to swallow. It tasted salty and was so repulsive than I began to gag. She said, “Stop gagging or I will force my fingers down your throat and give you a reason to.”I swallowed hard.She removed her fingers and wiped my saliva on my shirt. “Next time, clean up properly and we won’t have this problem” and she walked away.The next day I did not see grandma as I had a lot of chores to do and she went to town for the day.Near the end of the day grandpa George asked me to chat with him about a hard subject for him. We went into the den and he had a small box in his hand, but I could not tell what it was. He looked at me harshly and said, “I saw you last night.”I played it off as if I did not know what he was talking about. He said, “I sent Grandma Cindy to go check on you to see if you had as much fun watching as I thought. Turns out you did until it came time to clean up afterward.”I froze.“Did you like the taste of your own?” he asked plainly.I only shook my head no.“Well” he said, “I can tell you that when she came back and told me it inspired life back in me and we made love for nearly an hour. It was the youngest I have felt in years and I did not even have these last night.” He extended the box toward me and I read the male enhancement box that he gave me. “I want to know” he said, “Would you be willing to watch us tonight to see if it can spark my love life again?”It was the last thing I expected to hear from him. I said no and ran for cover to my room. I left the house for the weekend and did not come home despite the calls I received. My mind was glued on that conversation. He wanted me to watch. I debated for the entire weekend what I would say when I got home. They were probably worried and I was the cause. I got back very late on Monday night. They were both still on the couch waiting for me. They both hugged me when I walked in. After a few minutes we went into the den to talk.Granny said, “I heard about the conversation and I am so sorry George asked you that, but I am sooo sorry about forcing you to”…I cut her off, “Stop” I said sternly “I want to.”For a moment they both seemed not to understand.“I want to watch” I said.They both left the room and did not come back for quite a while.For three days we barely spoke. Eventually, I thought it was over. About halfway into summer I walked by their room and heard noises. The door was open and the light was on. I walked in wanting to talk. I wanted things back the way they were. When I walked in both of them were under the blanket. I sat in the chair in the corner but I could not talk only watch, and yearn for someone to speak. They looked at each other and nodded. The blanket flew into the air. Both of them were in sexy underwear. Granny walked over to me. “Things cannot go back to the way they were, they can only progress. Otherwise our relationship with you will be terrible for the rest of our lives. You can watch, for now.” Her soft bosom was exposed and the tops of here huge rack smooth as her sexy bra lifted her to a younger position. She shook her hips and started a lap dance for me. Slowly taking off her over-shirt and exposing her long, soft legs and red stockings that reached up to her sexy girdle. Granddad placed his hand on my shoulder as we took in the view. Slowly he got in front of my. He took off his skin tight shirt slowly and spun it over his head grinding into my leg as he did. I was attracted to both to my surprise. He turned around and slowly took off his boxers while bending over. He was completely naked. Granny approached me again. She stripped her girdle and suspenders, but kept the sexy stockings on, her bra was off. She leaned in close. Her tits leaned against my chest and she whispered in my ear, “Do you want some of this?” I simply nodded and she leaned back in. “You only have to do one thing to gain access to all of it” she said.I said “I will do anything to get it.”I was harder than a rock.She spoke now “you have to pleasure your grandpa and make him erect.”I did not know how to proceed.But grandpa did.He approached again and swung his small cock back and forth. He dangled it above my leg. He squatted slightly and his dick was resting on my shorts. Granny bent down to it and kissed it. Her head was mere güvenilir bahis inches from my own covered member. She tugged at my shorts and removed them slowly. Grandpa pulled my shirt free. I was unprotected now. No clothes to hide behind. My mind raced. Grandpa now rested his penis on my exposed knee and started to hump. His cock was rubbing up and down my leg. I could tell he was starting to get excited. I reached out slowly. I touched it and pulled away as it jumped at me. He was definitely getting excited now. More confidently I reached out and grasped his tiny cock and pulled it toward mine. It was weird at first to have penis flesh against my own. Granny squirted lube into my free hand and I began stroking our cocks simultaneously. I was fully erect while he was almost completely limp. I shoved him back, letting my sexual desire force my actions. I wanted that pussy, but in order to get it I had to pleasure him. I pushed him onto the bed. I placed my head between his legs and slowly bent toward his penis. The head was white and larger than the rest of it. His dick smelled like the lemon lube that I had used a moment ago. The smell was invigorating and I realized that I wanted it not for grandma’s pussy, but for him.I slowly and passionately kissed the head of his penis. As soon as I did granny sat beneath me and latched her mouth onto my rod. This only excited me more and sparked the mood. I took grandpas soft dick into my mouth and with air sucked it in and out of my mouth. Extending it and shortening it over and over. I mimicked what grandma was doing to me below. She grasped my balls so I began to massage his as I kept a steady sucking rhythm. After a minute of intense sucking he began to grow substantially in my mouth. Granny stopped for a moment and said “Here it comes baby.”She inserted her long slender finger into my ass. Between granny below and grandpa growing in my mouth I was done for. Her probe was so intense that I came nearly instantly. Grandma kept sucking and grandpa told me not to stop. I inserted my finger into his bum slowly and began to feel around with it. I was euphoric. Grandma patted my butt and said “turn him around” she had been pleasuring herself and wanted more.I stood at the edge of the bed as did grandpa and grandma got on her back with her legs in the air. He stuffed his tiny erect dick into her pussy and she engulfed him easily. She screamed “bend him over” so I did.I shoved him forward and shoved two fingers inside of him. I was already hard again and grandma knew it. She demanded for me to shove it into him to make him harder. I put the tip at hole and looked at him bending back toward me. His stern expression was gone. Only pure bliss was there. I moved my hips forward forcing my head into his ass. He moaned harshly with pleasure. As I thrusted I controlled his thrusts into grandma. She screamed in pleasure as grandpa did. My humping became harder and both were experiencing pure enjoyment. Grandma said, “Here it comes” and juice exploded from beneath grandpas balls and got all over me as grandma squirted. It got all over my penis and only made my dick wetter and easier to hump. My speed increased and I began to build up for another orgasm. I blew my load inside of grandpa, but stayed inside of him as he had yet to blow his load. I deflated slowly but kept the humping rhythm up so he could climax. Grandma moaned again “here it comes.”She erupted again and I got splashed again by her gushing pussy. I was excited again and began to grow inside of granddad’s ass. He loved it. As I got erect he exploded inside of grandma as I thrusted harder and harder. Granny moaned and said she could feel his hot cum inside of her. As he deflated inside of her, I continued to fuck him. Granny rolled off the bed and put her hand down to her pussy and had his and her cum all over her hands. She came over to me and told me to suck it off. I did willingly.The second her fingers touch my lips I exploded into grandpa for the second time. He was now the euphoric one. He looked back at me as I deflated and pleaded for another round as he was already getting it up again. Grandma pulled me away and said it was my turn to receive. I shied away.Giving it to a man was different than taking it and I am not bi. But she was manipulative.She said, “Just this once, then, and the rest of the summer I am yours for the taking whenever you desire. She leaned in and pecked my forehead, then my cheek and finally my lips. She leaned in for another peck and I opened my mouth wide to French kiss her. We engaged in embrace for few minutes before she bit my lower lips and slowly backed off. I was now ready for another round. I half-heartedly approached the bed. I rolled onto it slowly, trying to prolong my heterosexuality then grandma pulled me into position. She placed me at the edge of the bed and folded my legs into a comfortable position. Grandpa stoked piles of lube onto his cock. Grandma disappeared below and before long I could see the top of her head. Her tongue flitted across my hole. A lubed finger slowly inserted into me, then two. It hurt and I begged for her to stop. Suddenly she pulled her fingers out and shoved her tongue in deep. It felt surprisingly warm and good. After a few seconds she plunged four fingers back into me and began to work me out.“He is ready!” she exclaimedGrandpa rushed over and the second she pulled her hand away, he was at the ready. I closed my eyes and prayed to a god I do not believe in that it would not happen. But all too suddenly I was being penetrated. To my astonishment, it did not hurt. It did not even bother me. In fact he was pleasuring me. After the initial shock, I took it for pleasure. Soon I was moaning as he jerked me off while fucking me. Granny came around and sat on the bed next to me for a moment. Then, bothered by how hot it made her, swung around and straddled my head. I rubbed her clit and licked her labia, all the while being fucked by grandpa. Soon she was cumming in my face while he came in my ass. The feeling of cock deflating within me forced my hand. I shot a load high into the air and it landed all over grandpa’s chest and grandma’s back.

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