Date: Wed, 9 Oct 2019 08:32:45 -0700
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: German Grandmother (Lesbian/ Incest, oral anal, F/f0

Incest, oral anal, F/f

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content
offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

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                 German Grandmother
                        By
                       Jan

      I am a divorced doting grandmother of three
grandchildren, from Frankfurt, Germany.  My
daughter and her family live two and a half hours
away from me.  My life changed several years ago
one day while riding the train home from my job.

      I was absorbed in reading a book to pass the
time while on the train when a woman asked me if
the seat as taken or something like that.  I wasn't
paying attention until I looked up and was impressed
with the woman.  She was a tall full-figured woman
dressed for business.  There was an air about her
that commanded respect.  Nothing more was said
but I was well aware of her presence.  When she
arose to exit the train, I watched her as she moved
to the exit and as the train pulled away, I watched
her walk across the platform.

      I found myself deliberately catching the same
train every day in hopes of seeing her again.  One
time I saw her from a distance board the train but
entered a different car.  I was disappointed for
days.  Then my heart fluttered when I saw her
board the train and enter the car I was in, only she
sat almost at the far end of the car.  I couldn't take
my eyes off of her.  After a couple of stops, she got
up and walked up the aisle and sat next to me.  My
face must have been flushed.

      The woman said, "It's not polite to stare at
people.  Should I know you?"

      I stammered, "No, you just sat next to me on
this train several weeks ago."

      "I must have made quite an impression.  Would
you like to have dinner with me?  I know a little
restaurant at the next stop if you're interested."

      I responded a little abruptly, "Yes, please!"

      We got off the train at the next stop and
walked down the cobblestone road to the small
storefront building with a small sign programming
that it was an Italian restaurant.  When we entered
it was warm and smelled of cheese and tomato sauce
simmering.  It was a quaint establishment with only
four tables with red and white table cloths.  It was a
Mom and Pop establishment.  The wife and husband
shared the cooking duties and acting as the waiters.
They obviously knew the woman and greeted her
with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.  They ushered me
to the table near the kitchen they saw to it that we
were well fed and our wine glasses were never
empty.

      The woman said, "My name is Alora, and what is
your name?"

      "Elizabeth"

      "Tell me all about yourself"

      I told her all about myself and my family while
we ate.  At the conclusion of the meal, we were
served cappuccino coffee with a shot of Amaretto
sweet wine.

      Alora told me, "You have to see my apartment, so
I can get to know you better."  She paid for the
meals and received additional hugs and kisses from
the chubby little couple.

      It was only a short walk to her apartment.  I was
impressed by her apartment as much as I was
impressed by her.

      She was at least five-feet eleven-inches tall
without heels.  I would guess her weight to be about
one hundred and sixty pounds.  She was wearing a
steel gray business suit with a double strand of
pearls and diamond stud earrings.  Her blonde hair
was rather short and brushed up in back with a
pompadour in front and heavily lacquered
(Reminiscent of the hairstyles of Doris Day in the
sixties movies.)  The first thing she had to do was
take-off her high heeled pumps and massage her
stockinged feet.

      She turned up the heat to take the chill off the
room.  She pointed to the door to the bathroom and
said, "If you need to freshen up, please feel free to
do so."

      I realized that I did need to relieve myself.  I
excused myself and entered the bathroom and
closed the door. I pulled my dress up and pulled
down my pantyhose and panties before sitting down
to relieve myself.  The sound of the pee splashing in
the bowl was kind of embarrassing.  When I was
finished, I wiped and flushed the toilet,
straightened up my clothes, and washed my hands
before joining Alora in the living room.

      She insisted that I have another glass of wine.
I was getting a buzz on, as she ushered me to the
sofa.  I was curious about her story.  She told me
about her grandparent's struggles after the war and
her parents establishing a lucrative dairy farm.  She
told me that she was always a big girl growing up and
boys didn't like to date girls bigger and stronger
than them.  Her parents sent her to law school to
become a business lawyer.  She added I discovered
at an early age that I preferred the company of
women and had a dominate personality.

      Until that moment I had not realized that I was
sexually attracted to her.  I had to confess, "I have
never been with a woman.  In fact, I have only had
sex with two men in my life.  The first was a boy in
school and the second was my husband."

      Alora placed her hand under my chin and turned
my head toward hers and kissed me on the mouth.

      I was hyperventilating and my heart was
pounding.  I had never been kissed like that by a
woman, and I couldn't explain why I was so
captivated by this woman.  When she placed her
hand on my left breast, I almost pissed my panties
but didn't make a move to resist.

      Alora Started kissing me with tongue and I loved
what she was doing with her tongue.  It had been a
long time since I had been stimulated like that.  She
pulled my breasts out of my dress.  It was a struggle
to pull my large breasts out of my support bra.  She
started licking and sucking on my nipples and the
things she did with her tongue was like the way
lizards flick their tongue on my nipples.  She was
driving me crazy with her mouth and tongue.  At
first, I hardly noticed that she had placed her right
hand on my thigh.

      As her hand moved up the inside of my inner
thigh the rippling of my muscles got my attention.
She was pushing my dress up exposing my legs.  I
was well aware that I had been wearing my panties
and pantyhose all day and was sure that my crotch
was ripe.  I tried to fend off her hand, but she was
stronger than me.  She started rubbing my nylon
covered crotch until my own lubrication fluid made
the nylon slippery.

      Alora stopped kissing me so that she could see
what she was doing.  She sat back and used both
hands to rip the crotch of my pantyhose open.  She
pulled the crotch of my panties aside to get access
to my pussy.  (I'm not a vain person and had not
shaved my crotch in decades.)  She didn't seem to
mind as she parted my labia lips.  She stuck her first
two fingers into my vagina and the other two fingers
into my asshole.  As she started fingerfucking me,
her thumb was banging against my clit.  I was
breathing hard. and moaning.

      When I closed my eyes, I could only see red and
my heart was pounding.  I couldn't say how long it
took for me to reach an orgasm but when I had one
my body quivered like I was experiencing a mild
electrical shock.  When the feeling subsided, I felt
so relaxed it was an effort to move my limbs.  Alora
withdrew her fingers and to my embarrassment
smelled her fingers before tasting them.

      Then she rubbed her fingers under my nose.
When he stuck her fingers into my mouth my fluid
was under my nose so I was smelling my own pussy
fluid while I was tasting her slimy fingers.
Eventually, she stood up and pulled me to my feet.

      She led me to her bedroom.  I surrendered to
her will completely.  She told me to remove my
clothes, and I obeyed without question.  It was
difficult reaching behind myself to pull down the
zipper with my tits hanging out.  I pulled the dress
down and stepped out of the dress.  The same was
true the bra.  I struggled to unhook the back of the
bra.  The shoulder straps fell off the shoulders.  I
held up the cups as I discarded the bra.  That left
my pumps, pantyhose, and my panties to remove.  As
I removed my pumps, I looked up at Alora as she
removed her suit.

      When she removed her jacket, I saw that she
was wearing a black slip and I could tell that she was
wearing a black bra under the slip.  The next move
was to unfasten the back of the skirt and pulled it
down and stepped out of it.  She pulled the slip over
her head which revealed that she was wearing a
corset.

      I interrupted my effort to get undressed long
enough to help her remove the corset.

      With the removal corset, I returned to removing
my pantyhose and panties.  She removed her black
bra and her matching high-rise panties.  She
deliberately chose to keep her nylons, pumps, and
pearls on.  I thought she looked very erotic with her
heavy breasts and her pussy exposed.

      She chose to sit right in the middle of her bed
with her back against the headboard.  She spread
her legs and told me. "Come here Dear and show me
how much you love me!"

      I mounted the bed without question and
positioned between her legs.  She pulled me on top
of her and kissed me with a tongue.  We dueled each
other with our tongues for a while.  Alora eventually
pushed me away and pushed me down, until I took
hold of her right breast with both hands and lifted
it up until I took her nipple into my mouth and
started licking, sucking, and gently chewing on the
nipple.  I worked on the right tit until I could tell it
was causing her some discomfort.  Then I switched
to the left tit and slobbered all over her left breast
for a long time.  Alora told me, "I want you to suck
my pussy!"

      I moved down her body until I was between her
thick thighs and looking at her dark unshaven pubic
hair.  I was forced to decide if I was going to lick my
first pussy.  (I had sucked my husband's cock a few
times but didn't care for it all that much.)  I was
intrigued to find out what her pussy would taste like.
It smelled very much like my own.

      I used the fingers of both hands to take hold of
her labia minora to spread the lips open so that I
could take a good look at her pussy.  The edges were
almost gray and the enterer looked like raw meat.
The labia created a hood over her pea-sized clitoris
and looking into her open vagina I saw the opening of
her urethra.  I could smell the acrid ammonia her
urine clinging to her pubic hair and there was the
pungent odor of her moist cunt.  I stuck out my
tongue and ran it up the valley.  It felt slippery on
my tongue and my tongue was coated with slimy juice
that dadn't have a recognizable taste but her flesh
tasted like raw meat that had been cut with an iron
knife.

      When the tip off my tongue flicked her clitoris
Alora let out a moan and said, "That's my girl!  Suck
my clit until I cum!"

      When she had an orgasm, she seemed to produce
a lot of fluid that filled my mouth.  While licking her
pussy I got a hair in my mouth that got stuck on the
back of my throat where I couldn't swallow it or
reach it with a finger.  I reached for my glass of
wine and took a sip to wash the hair down my throat.
While I was doing that Alora turned over and got on
her knees with her head resting on the mattress and
reached back with both hands and spread her butt
wide.

      I was looking at her open asshole.  It was ringed
with that grayish color that faded to her natural
flesh color and I was able to see into her red meaty
colon.

      She told me, "I want you to lick my asshole!"

      I would have never believed that I was capable
of thinking that I would ever allow anyone to demand
me to lick their asshole.  I found myself placing my
hands on her wide butt and moving my head close
enough to smell her asshole.  I was mildly surprised
to find that her asshole actually smelled rather
sweet.  I spit on her asshole before I licked it.  The
flesh felt as smooth on my tongue.  The longer I
licked her crack the bolder I got and before long I
was making my tongue as pointed as possible and
stabbed her asshole and tongue fucked her while she
encouraged me.  She eventually, tongue fucked me as
well, before we wrapped our legs around each other
and clung to each other as we drifted off to sleep.

      In the morning I woke up slowly and it took me a
little time to realize where I was.  The smell of the
sheets was strange and I felt the warm body next to
me.  It came back to me what had taken place last
night.  I couldn't believe I was capable of doing
things like that.  Then I felt the pressure on my
bladder.

      I did my best to get out of bed without waking
the large woman next to me.  As I made my way to
the bathroom, I saw Alora getting out of bed and
follow me to the Bathroom.  I sat on the toilet and
listened to my pee splash into the water.  I was
embarrassed, but couldn't take my eyes off this
dorminant woman.  She used her toothbrush to
brush her teeth.  When she finished, she opened a
drawer and retrieved a new toothbrush still in the
sealed clear plastic case.  She opened it and waited
until I was finished wiping myself before she handed
the toothbrush to me.  While I approach the vanity
to brush my teeth, she took my place on the toilet.
She said, "Thank you Baby for warming it up the seat
for me."

      I chuckled a little ad started brushing my teeth,
while she let go with a strong rush of pee into the
toilet.  I was uncomfortable standing in front of her
completely naked.  I returned to the bedroom and
gathered up my clothes.  I had put on my panties and
was putting on my pantyhose when Alora entered the
room.

      "Honey, I'm sorry I destroyed your hosiery!  Let
me replace them."  She went to her dresser and
pulled out an unopened package.

      I thanked her and opened the package and
proceeded to carefully gather them up and put my
right foot deep into the toe.  I worked the hose up
to my knee before repeating the procedure with the
left foot.  I stood up and finished pulling them up.
Her hosiery was for a bigger woman so they looked a
lot darker on me because I didn't stretch them as
much as she would have.  While I finished getting
dressed, she selected wool slacks and a  shirt.  I
noticed that she went commando.  Her big breasts
moved freely as she bent over to put nylon socks on
and slipped her feet into comfortable shoes.

      She insisted on taking me to breakfast and as he
headed for the door, she selected a down-filled
coat.  We made our way to a little place where she
bought sweet rolls and coffee.  She accompanied me
on the train to the second stop where we got off
and walked to my apartment.  When we entered, I
saw that there was a message on my phone.

      When I hit play, the female voice as my
daughter, "Mom, where are you?  Give me a call when
you get this message."

      I called her back and told her that I was on a
date last night.  To her next question, I was vague.
I will tell you about it sometime.  Of course, the
youngest granddaughter had to tell me about her
day at school.  As soon as I hung up, Alora took me
into her arms and kissed me until I couldn't breathe.
She undressed me and made me lay on my carpeted
floor while she removed her clothes and sat on my
Face.  She ground her hairy pussy into my face from
chin to eyebrows.  I swallowed her pussy fluid until
my throat was raw.  She also fingerfucked me until I
was having orgasms back to back until I passed out.

      When I recovered, she was kissing me on the
mouth very sweetly.  She told me that she wanted to
see me to become her best friend and someday even
more than that.

       Every day when I boarded the train for work, I
looked for her.  We sit together and do our best to
hide the fact that we were feeling each other up, if
not masturbating each other.  With every weekend
more and more of my belongings were being left at
her place.  After about six months she proposed
that we live together.  My first thought was about
how would my family feel about Oma fucking another
woman.  My granddaughters were 13, 10, and 7.  I
wondered if they were too young to be exposed to
the fact that I had become a lesbian.

      I had brought Alora to dinners at my daughters
a few times.  They, and my daughter was
comfortable with her and had expressed her
pleasure that I had developed a close friendship
with someone close to my age.  She eventually saw
the way we looked at each-other and confronted me,
"Mom are you in a sexual relationship with Alora?"

      I almost panicked before I calmed down and
said, "I have dreaded the day I would have to admit
that I am in love with Alora.  Do you mind?"

      "Hell no, I have sucked plenty of pussies in the
past myself!"

      "What should I tell the girls?"

      "Mom don't worry about that.  The oldest has
already asked me if you are sleeping with her.  I will
talk to the girls and let you know how they take it."

      That evening when I saw Alora I told her that
my daughter knows about us and she is going to tell
the girls.  We were invited to dinner at their place
that weekend.  I don't know which of us were the
most nervous when we knocked on the door.  When
the door opened the girls were right there.  They
hugged both of us and expressed their love of both
of us.  The baby was so small compared to Alora her
head didn't reach her waist and she asked, "Can I
call you Oma too?"

      Alora had to kneel to hug the little one and tell
her that she could call her anything she wanted.



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