Date: Tue, 6 Aug 2013 08:22:37 -0700 From: A M Subject: First with Grandma First Time with Grandma About 1,000 words After Brad had fucked his whole family, he was feeling pretty good about himself and pretty confident in his sexuality. He had fucked both his mother and his father, as well as his little 13-year-old sister, and his cock bulged in his pants as his thoughts pored over all the sex he'd been getting recently. His grandmother lived alone after his grandfather had died a year ago of some obscure kind of cancer. She was only 56, as she had his mother when she was only 17. Brad had to do some quick math in his head to figure this out on his bus ride over to her house to help her with some chores. He was 19, his mother was 39, so she had been 20 when Brad was born, and adding 17 came out to 56. She was still quite attractive and kept in shape by playing tennis and swimming at her community facilities. She was slim and liked to wear just shorts and a tank top around her house during the summer. Brad rang the bell early one Saturday and she stood back to let him enter. When she closed the door behind him, she was standing right in front of him. She cocked her head a little to the side, and Brad thought how sexy she looked. He could feel the heat from her body as only a foot or so separated them. She opened her arms and Brad fell into them, feeling her soft breasts press against his chest. She kissed him softly on the cheek and held her body against him. She kissed his neck and put her hands on the small of his back, pulling him until he felt his cock rubbing against her pussy. His cock twitched a little and his Grandma patted his butt and leaned back to look into his face, her eyes sparkling. She kissed him on the lips briefly and then turned to pad into the kitchen. She had on her usual shorts and tank top and no shoes or socks. Brad watched her thin legs and tight butt as he followed behind her. She was standing at the refrigerator when he entered, and as she looked back over her shoulder at him, he saw the outline of her breasts and through the large armhole of her tank top, he could see her white translucent bra. "What would you like, honey?" she asked, batting her eyes at him and standing with one hand on the refrigerator handle and leaning provocatively with her legs slightly spread and her long light brown hair streaked with highlights cascading over her bare shoulders. "Um, uh," Brad stammered, not willing to say he wanted her more than anything right now. "Would you like something hot?" she said with a twinkle in her eye. He thought she looked pretty hot standing there and was pretty sure she knew it and was playing with him, but he couldn't be sure. "Well, yes, hot would be nice," he finally said, sitting down at one of the stools by the counter and swiveling it toward her, his legs spread and facing her. She didn't open the refrigerator door, but took two glasses out a cabinet and set them on the counter. She put ice and water in them from the dispenser and handed one to him and held the other against her cheek, feeling the coldness. "Ice can be hot," she said, but Brad couldn't quite understand. However, his throat was suddenly dry and he took a sip of the ice-cold water. "I guess," he said, looking right at his grandmother. She took a piece of ice out of her glass and sucked on it languidly before plopping it back into her glass. She strolled over to the counter and sat beside Brad, twirling her seat against him. He let one leg move to the floor as she spun so that she ended up between his outspread legs. She set her glass on the counter and put one hand on each of Brad's thighs. Looking straight into his eyes and leaning slightly forward so Brad could get a view down her tank top to her bra, she said, "Do you think I'm still attractive, honey?" Brad gulped, but there was only one possible answer. "Of course, Grandma, you look great," he said, and meant it. Her eyes fluttered downward to his crotch and then upward to his eyes. Brad was watching her long hair fall over her shoulders and onto his pants. She brushed it aside and he again saw her silky bra peeking out. His grandmother licked her lips. "Do you like them?" she asked. "I know you're looking at them." Her tank top had slipped off her shoulders and she lifted one hand through the arm hole, leaving one breast exposed. Brad could see the dark nipple peering at him. A light sweat broke out on his forehead and he wiped it and just nodded. His grandmother slipped the other arm of her tank top off and reached behind her and undid her bra. Brad now saw the small, still firm breasts heaving with erect nipples right in front of him. "Oh my Grandma," he said. "They look, um, delicious." "It'll sound better if you call me Louise," she said, lifting herself off her grandson's legs. She retrieved a piece of ice from her ice water and held it dripping in her hand. She again closed her lips around it, but then lowered it to her breasts, running it around her nipples until they stood stiff from the cold and dripping water. "Give them a taste," she said, putting her hands behind Brad's neck and moving to a standing position between his legs. He nestled between her breasts, kneading them with his hands and licking all around them and then engulfing one in his mouth, sucking on it greedily and working the nipple with his lips and tongue. He then switched to the other one and when he released that, his grandmother's mouth was on his and her tongue was swirling in his mouth and her tongue was grappling with his and then she moved away from him, taking his hand in hers and leading him to her bedroom, her breasts jiggling slightly as she walked in front of him. She had carried her drink with her and set it on the night stand. She wriggled out of her shorts and Brad followed suit, dropping his clothes on the floor as the thought of fucking his grandmother raced through his mind. She moved him to the edge of the bed and took a piece of ice from her glass. This time she put it all the way in her mouth and got down on her knees in front of him. As she opened her lips to take his cock inside her mouth, the ice was still melting and when Brad felt the cold ice and her hot tongue simultaneously surrounding his cock, he twitched. He put his hands on his grandmother's head, caressing her soft hair and watching her head bob up and down on his throbbing cock as she sucked deeply on him and swirled her tongue and the rapidly melting ice around his shaft. Before he knew it, his cock was tingling and his balls were tightening and he was fucking into his grandmother's mouth, slamming his cock all the way inside her like he was fucking a pussy. His cum practically flew out and she gulped it down, her cheeks inflating as she swallowed him. She made moaning sounds deep in her throat as she sucked the cum from him and she held her lips tight against him until he finished and was breathing hard and trembling at the release. She stood up and smiled at him, wiping the cum from her lips. She had swallowed the remainder of the ice and her lips and cheeks were red and flushed. She put her arms around her grandson and kissed him deeply, using her tongue slowly and sensuously inside his mouth as she fed him the remnants of his own cum and pressed her tantalizing breasts against his chest. "Well now, that was fun," she said. "For starters." Brad grinned at her, knowing his hard-on would soon be back and his cock would be buried in his grandmother's pussy. What a fucking family, he thought and his cock twitched a little in anticipation.