Date: Fri, 4 Feb 2011 08:52:36 -0800 (PST) From: Indiana Polis Subject: A grandmothers? decent into a dark world pt 2 I sat up in the bed stunned, had I heard correct? Had John, my loving husband just told me that what he wanted and needed was our 7 year old grandson? And that he wanted me to be a part of it as well? My head was swimming, this had to be a bad dream, but I knew in the pit of my stomach that it wasn't. John was correct, I had evidently opened some kind of Pandora's Box and I didn't think the lid could ever go back on it. I could hear the trembling in my own voice as I answered my husband. "John? You...uh...you mean you want us to have sex with our own grandson? You surely know what that would be don't you?" My eyes searching his face, as I waited for his response. John let out a deep roar of a laugh as he stood and started to walk around the room again as he spoke. "Yes my dear, I know exactly what we'd be doing. We'd be getting what we both need, sex! Or...are you talking about that we'd be teaching a boy about the birds and bees?" Then, with a mock laugh and a whisper to his voice. "Or do you mean incest?" Which ever way you put it, we'd be doing all those things. "John" I said, "Please, don't talk that way, please tell me this is all some kind of horrible joke. Please John please." John sat back down on the bed and grabbed my shoulders staring into my face. "No Marry this isn't a horrible joke as you say. It's what I need what I've been surprising inside of myself all these years to keep from hurting you and to make sure you stayed happy. Well now that's all over with; it's my turn to do whatever to make me happy. But if we do it my way, we will both get what we need to be happy. I just felt numb at all of this, as I found my voice to speak. Even though I could hear what I was saying, I still couldn't believe the words were coming from me. "What do I need to do?" John smiled at me as I said this, but it wasn't his once beautiful smile that first drew me to him. This smile was wide and sinister. "That's what I want to hear Mary, thank you. You do understand. Bess and Russ both work tomorrow night if I recall that will mean he'll be here till Sunday afternoon sometime. Now listen as I tell you what you need to do tomorrow night after he get's here. My eyes couldn't leave the smile on his face as he spoke. My mind listened; it was almost 4 in the morning before he was done with laying his plan out to me. A plan that somehow I had become the key player in to seduce our own young grandson for him. Saturday morning came in a blur, my head was still swimming from the night before and all that had transpired. I forced myself to get up and dressed to go downstairs to start breakfast. After our talk last night, John had gone to sleep in the guest room; the door to it was still closed as I made my way downstairs. I had the coffee ready and was just starting to make some eggs when John entered the kitchen. His booming voice cheerful a he spoke. Giving me a quick kiss, on the back of the neck like normal. "Good morning Mary, sleep well?" I didn't know how to respond as I heard him moving about behind me then getting his coffee and settling down with the morning paper at the table. He was acting as if nothing was wrong, as if last night never took place. I got my cup of coffee and started to make the eggs as I spoke. " I...I slept ok. Two eggs like usual honey?" I couldn't believe it, we were acting as if nothing was wrong. Maybe last night had just been some kind of horrible joke. The rest of breakfast and day went on pretty much the same. After breakfast, John left to play golf at the club, I did some normal house cleaning, met some of the woman at the club for lunch then some errands. The more the day passed in its normal way, the more I felt at ease and figured last night was just a horrible joke and John just didn't know how to apologize for it. I figured he felt as bad as I did about last night so I wasn't ever going to bring it up again. However, later that afternoon, less an hour before it was time for Justin to be brought over, John called me into the den. As I came in he had me sit on the sofa and he sat next to me. I don't know why, but my heart was starting to race as I noticed the look on his face. It was the same look I'd seen on it last night. John's tone was deep and filled with the same coldness as when he talked to me into the early hours of the morning last night. "Ok Mary, Justin will be here soon, let's go over what we talked about last night and start getting things ready." My head started to swim as I sat there, John saw the shock in my face and he reached over and grabbed my shoulders as he kept speaking. "Don't give me that look Mary, don't you dare say you're not going to do it now, you promised me last night. Do you understand me? If you don't do this I will leave you. I will leave you all alone." My heart jumped into my throat and I nodded as I answered. "Yeeeessss I...I understand and I ...I remember what we talked about last night. A..re you sure you really want to go through with this John?" John shook me, his tone harsh. "Yes damn it, I'm sure. Now let's go over everything one more time and then go upstairs to make sure everything is in place and ready for later tonight." I sat there and listened, as he went over what I was to do one more time. I would nod my head in agreement every few seconds, my stomach churning. After a few minutes of him explaining everything he stood, taking hold of my hand to show I was to stand as well. John spoke as we were leaving the room to head upstairs. "Just think of it Mary, if all goes well then tonight you'll get what you need. The enjoyments of the male touch to your body again. And, I'll be one step closer to getting what I need. I'm being very good to you Mary, allowing you to get your desire and pleasures first. I hope you are grateful for that fact." His words stuck in my mind, I felt like I was going to be sick. However I continued to go upstairs with him so we could get things ready for tonight. My husbands plan, to deflower our own young grandson. It was about 20 minutes later, both John and I were coming down the stairs as we heard the front door opening with a few quick little knocking sounds and our son and law, Russell's voice filling the air. "HEY!!! We're here! HELLO, HELLO!" John's laughed he reached the bottom of the stairs, putting his hand out to pat at Russell's shoulder as he greeted him. "Well, who do we have here, a couple of traveling salesmen? Whatever it is your selling we might be buying." With that John reached down and ruffled the top of Justin's dark blond hair smiling down at him as Justin giggled and playfully reached up to smack at John's hand. I stood on the bottom step looking at my grandson; I couldn't help but smile at his warm face and wide smile as he reacted to his grandfathers ruffling of his hair. Justin had dark blond hair just as his mom Beth had at his age. I felt sure in time as he grew older it would turn even darker. Looking at his face you could see that he had both Beth's and Russell's looks mixed together in him. I looked over at Russell, he was a handsome young man, in some way's he reminded me of how John looked at his age. The old saying about girls marrying men that looked like their fathers was certainly true in Beth's case. As I looked at Justin, I couldn't help but feel the tight knot in my stomach from the plans John had for him. The things I was to do to him. My mind was trying to digest it all. I was so lost in thought that it took me a few seconds to realize Russell was speaking to me. "Mother Davies??? Hello, are you ok?" I blinked a bit stammering for my words. "Uh...oh yes Russell. I'm sorry. I...I..I was up a bit late and didn't sleep to well last night...so..just a bit tired here is all. But I'm ok." Russell laughed a bit "Looks like Beth was right then." I stepped close to him putting my hand on his arm, feeling a bit shocked by his comment. "What...what was Beth right about?" John gave me a cold look, at the sound of shock in my tone and actions to Russell's comment. I let lose of Russell's arm stepping back, trying to give what I hoped sounded like a funny laugh as I worked to sound calm as I spoke. "Oh just listen to me won't you. It's the mother in me I guess, always worried. So what is it that Beth was right about?" Russell giving me a concerned look at first from my actions then gave me a warm grin chuckling softly as he spoke. "Well, she was looking through the TV Guide last night and noticed there was some movie with Cary Grant coming on the late show. She said she bet if you saw that it was on, you were going to sit up and watch it. Something about you having a crush, on him and that you never missed any of his movies." I could feel my checks burning as I blushed at what he was saying as I spoke and looked over at John. Hating that I was partly lying to him as I answered. "Yes, Beth is right about that, I must admit Russell. I was...I watched the late movie last night and have been tired all day from staying up so late." Both John and Russell laughed at me. Russell then moved over to Justin, stooping down before him. He put a hand on his shoulder as he spoke. "Ok sport, daddy has to get going here, or I'll be late for work. Now, you be a good boy for Granddad and Grand mom Davies ok?" Justin nodded his head, and in his soft little boy voice said "Ok daddy I will" "That's my good sport." Russell replied as he pushed Justin's bangs out of his eyes. "I know you'll be good and do whatever Granddad and Grand mom Davies ask, or tell you to do, right?" I cringed inside, as I heard John give a soft chuckle and responded to what Russell had just said to Justin about him doing anything we wanted or told him to do. "You hear that Justin, your dad Sherriff Marshall Dillion there, just turned you over to your Grand mom and me. You're going to be good and do what we ask or say, just as you dad told you to do right?" "Unum" Justin said as he nodded his head up and down. Russell smiled, giving Justin a hug and then stood up as he looked at both John and then me, speaking as he moved to leave. "Ok well I have to get to work. Beth will be by sometime early tomorrow afternoon to pick Justin up. Again thanks for all your help with watching him for us." With the front door closing behind Russell as he left, I felt as if the door to a dark place was being closed before me, locking me forever into it. As well, as his own son, who would not be the same little boy, he left here to be cared for. The next couple of hours felt like an eternity, as each passing second passed. Once Justin had gotten his over night case put up in the guest room, we all went out to eat. John took us to one of Justin's favorite places so he could get a burger and chocolate milkshake. I just picked at my food, as John and Justin hungrily ate at theirs. After that, we went back home, John and Justin played in the middle of the den floor with some of his toys and I sat in my normal spot trying to focus on my knitting, till it was time for John's plan to go into effect, Justin's bath time. At 7pm, the clock in the den started chiming off the hour. As I heard its first chime go off, my heart stopped briefly. I could feel my hands go clammy as I looked over at John as he sat on the floor with Justin. Our eye's locked on each others. As the clock finished its chimes John reached over and ruffled Justin's hair as he spoke. "Ok Justin, it's Seven O'clock. If I recall correct that's someone's bath time. Let's start getting these toys's put away, while your Grand mom goes up and gets the tub ready for you." I sat there frozen in place, not sure what to do, but the look John was giving me, told me I needed to get up and start putting his plan into motion. I gave, what even I could tell was a forced smile as I looked at both John and Justin as I stood up and put my knitting down and spoke to them both, trying to keep my tone normal sounding. "Ok, I'll go start getting things ready. It should only take 15 or so minutes to get the tub ready. So, you two have time to get everything put away." My heart was beating loud in my ears as I took each step upstairs. I couldn't believe I was about to do any of this. Or that John even really wanted me to. But, there was no doubt in my soul that before the hour was over, I'd forever be on a path to a dark place that John was leading me down and that there would never be any going back to our normal life. As I opened the bathroom door, I jumped in shock at first at seeing my reflection in the mirror right in side the door now. I cringed in shame as I recalled having to help John move this mirror from our bathroom in the master suite and hang it here before Justin had arrived. John has made sure to place this mirror right in side the door so you could see the reflection of the mirror over the bathroom vanity, which faced the bathtub. If you stood just right, with the bathroom door open a couple of feet, you could look into the mirror and see everything that was going on through the reflection of the vanity mirror. All part of his plan to witness my actions he'd laid out for me to perform with Justin during his bath time. My stomach was in knots as I gathered my composer and went about starting the water in the tub. If anyone at that point were to see me, it would have all seemed like a normal routine of testing the water to get it at the right temperature for Justin's bath. As well, as getting the box of Mr. Bubbles out and pouring some into the water, to get just enough bubbles in the water for him to bath in. After about 17 minutes, all was ready. I took a deep breath and went back downstairs, to let Justin know his bath was ready. I don't know how I did it, but it took all of my will to act and sound normal as I entered the den, just in time to see both John and Justin putting the last of his toys away. "Ok" I said, "Your bath is ready Justin, go on up and get in it. I...I will be up to check on you in a few minutes." Justin politely saying, "Ok grandmother, thank." as he left the room and head upstairs. I stood rooted in the same spot, as his words of thanks rang in my ear. If he only knew I thought, would he still be thanking me? I looked at John; he just gave me a wink and then went over to the bar and started making a pitcher of martinis. He poured a couple of drinks from the pitcher and brought one over to me. "Here, this will help you Mary" he said. He then reached into his slacks pocket and brought out a little bottle. He opened it and shook out a little pill. As I saw it, I knew what it was. I'd seen enough of the woman at the club taking them to know it was a valium. I looked at him as he extended it towards me, my eyes, searching his face as I spoke. "W...where did you get those? And...wh...why are you giving one to me?" John's tone was low and soft as he spoke. "Never mind where I got them Mary, just take it. It will help keep you calm so you won't mess anything up." I didn't speak as I took the pill from him and then swallowed it with a sip of my martini. After I'd done that, I just stood there still rooted in the same place, not sure what to do now. John took a few sips of his drink as he moved about the room; I could see the look of excitement in his face. My stomach was still in knots, but I don't know if it was the drink, or the pill or a mixture of both. But, I could feel my self in a few seconds start to feel a bit relaxed. I looked over at the clock and saw that 5 minutes had passed since Justin had gone upstairs to take his bath. I took one more sip of my drink and moved sitting it down on the bar. With my back to John I softly spoke to him "Do you think its time for me to head up now?" His voice was low, but cold as he answered "Yes, he should be in the tub by now. Now remember all that I suggested to you. If you do it all correct this will work. I just know it will. This is all up to you now Mary, don't mess it up." I just nodded as I moved past him to leave the room. As I walked up the stairs, it felt as if I were floating somewhat, but the knots in my stomach were not as tight as they had been. The drink and pill seemed to be working as John has said they would. I stopped outside of the bathroom door and took a deep breath, as I placed my hand on the knob and turned it. I opened the door and stepped in, just barley closing the door behind me as John had instructed. The room seemed to be in a fog as I walked over to the tub. As usual, Justin was playing with the bubbles in his bath, as I stooped down next to the tub. I fought to not act normal, but to speak through the fog I was in "Now are you getting all clean young man? Here let me help you." With that, I reached into the tub getting the bar of soap in my right hand. Justin gave me a sour look, crossing his arms across his chest as he answered me. "Grandmother, I'm a big boy. I don't need any help taking a bath anymore." "I know you're a big boy Justin" I said, "But, remember what your father told you before he left. You are to listen to and do whatever your grandfather and I want or tell you to do. And, I want to help you take a bath." The words tasted vile in my throat as I said them. But I knew it was what John wanted me to do. Justin, still just sat there in all the bubbles giving me a sour look, his tone sounding exasperated as he let out a long sigh "Okkkkkkk grandmother." I started rubbing the soap on the back of his neck, working down over his shoulders and upper back. As I was starting to run the soap down the middle of his back I could hear the soft creak of the stairs. My heart stopped for a brief moment, as I knew John was on his way upstairs now. I closed my eyes briefly trying to fight the fog around me from the pill and drink, as I prepared to start going further with John's plan. After a few seconds, I could catch just a glimpse of a shadow coming from the slightly open bathroom door. John was where he'd told me he'd be to watch to make sure I did everything as he'd instructed. Once I knew we were being watched, I moved my hand with the soap around to Justin's chest. He still keep the sour look on his face as I did so. But thankfully, he sat still and wasn't making a fuss and was allowing me to bath him. I took a deep breath, and then let my hand slip down to his lower stomach. After a few seconds, I worked my hand and soap down to his upper left thigh. There was still no reaction of getting fussy or nervous from Justin. My heart beat out the loud ticks of each passing second in my ears as I then slid my hand lower. As I moved my hand to Justin's inner left thigh now, I could fee his small penis brush against the back of my hand. Justin squirmed a bit, but still no sign or sound of him wanting me to stop. It was now or never I thought, as I let the soap slip from my hand and I took my thumb and forefinger and gently placed them on each side of Justin's penis. Justin's body tensed up a bit, but still no sound from him asking me what I was doing, or to stop. I let kept my thumb and forefinger in place a few seconds, I then started to rub his penis between them. I could sense Justin's body relax a bit and then he giggled a little. I spoke, hoping my voice sounded calm "Are you ok Justin?" He giggled again as he nodded and spoke "That tickles grandmother." "Do you want me to stop?" I asked, still holding his penis. "No, it feels good and tickles" He giggled out. As he said that, I started working his penis a bit more. My heart skipped a beat as I realized it was starting to fill a bit firmer than when I'd first taken hold of it. In the back of my mind all I could think was, John was right, he'd told me that if I did it right, Justin's penis would start to react and it was. With in a few seconds of my working it between my fingers, Justin's penis felt as if it had grown a bit longer and firmer. It felt to be about the girth of a small finger and about 2 inches long. Justin's giggling has since decreased, but was being replaced by the sound of him breathing deeply. I massaged his penis a few seconds longer then let go of it and patted his leg in the water, still hoping I sounded normal as I spoke to him. "Ok Justin, stand up so grandmother can rinse you off." Justin looked at me briefly, his face a bit flushed. He hesitated a few moments, but then stood up. As he stood, the bubbles dripped from his almost most 4 foot tall frame. I let my eyes scan down his lean smooth body, the water and bubbles running down it, his sandy brown hair damp around his head. My eyes stopped as I saw his penis, it was indeed quite ridged looking. My assessment of feeling it through the water and bubbles was correct. It was about 2 inches long and no rounder than that of a little finger. Under his penis I could see what appeared to be two small marbles just barely pushing out from his smooth skin. I couldn't bring myself, to look Justin in the eyes as I took my right hand and started to scoop up water from the tub to rinse him off with. While I took my left hand and again placed my thumb and forefinger to his hard penis and gently massaged it as John had instructed me to do. After a few minutes, I stood and moved away from the tub to get a towel to dry Justin with. As I returned to the tub I still couldn't help but look at his erect boy penis. For some reason I found I couldn't take my eyes off of it. "Ok" I said hoping my voice sounded calm, as I stooped down a couple of feet away from the tub. "Step out of the bath Justin and let grandmother dry you off now." Justin was quite, the whole time as he stepped out of the tub, allowing me to wrap the towel around him to dry him. After a few minutes, of drying him I spread the towel out on the edge of the tub and finally looked him in the eyes. My mind racing with thoughts of what I was about to do now. "Sit down Justin, grandmother wants to talk a bit" I said as I patted at the tub edge behind him. As he sat down I noticed that his penis was not quite as ridged as it had been. I took a soft breath as I placed my hands on his knees, trying to keep from moving my eyes from his as I chewed a bit on my lower lip before speaking to him. "Justin honey, uuu...uh did you really like the way grandmother was making you feel down there a while ago?" He nodded his head yes. His eyes wide with wonderment it seemed. "Um..m uhhh" I fought to find the right words to say to him. "Would you like me to make you feel good down there some more?" Again, he just nodded his head yes. I moved my left hand up, placing my fingers on his penis to massage at it once more. With in seconds, I could feel it start to react between my fingers again. "Justin honey," I said, "Now listen to me. You can not tell your mother or father about the way I'm making you feel ok. Nor, can you tell anyone at all about this or anything else that happens in here. Remember your father told you to be good and do whatever your grandfather, or me wanted or told you to do. Do you understand?" Justin nodded his head yes, partly opening his mouth to speak softly. "I promise grandmother." My heart started racing, but I kept myself calm as I proceeded to talk to him some more. "Ok, that's a good boy. You must keep that promise or your father will be mad at you and you will be a bad boy." I felt the lump in my throat as I said all that to him. Telling him he was going to be a bad boy if he told. Yet, here his grandfather and I, were being the bad people. But I had to do what John wanted; I couldn't bear to lose him. And, I knew it was too late to really turn back now. "I wont tell anyone grandmother" Justin softly said. He kicked his feet back and forth a bit, sucking on his lower lip. "Grandmother...will you...keep making it feel good down there?" I closed my eyes, I had so hoped that none of this would work. But, just as John had predicted, Justin was enjoying this. I opened my eyes, looking into Justin's face as I replied. "Y...yes honey...grandmother will keep making it feel good down there for you as long as you like." I knew that sooner or later, I was going to have to move to the next step of John's plan. I didn't want to, but there was no way around it. I started to lower my head towards Justin's lap, slightly opening my mouth as I did so. Not only was I already doing something I never even thought of before by taking advantage of my young grandson sexually. But now, I was about to do something else I'd never done before. I could feel the warm tender flesh of Justin's penis brush against my lips as I placed my mouth over it. This was the first time I'd ever had a penis in my mouth. I had always been taught and told that this was a vile thing, a slutty whore like thing for a woman to do. During my whole life time with John, never once had he even hinted at or suggested I do this to him. But now, here I was doing it for the first time to my own grandson. And all because, of my husband saying I had to do this. To use my mouth to future fuel Justin's lust and desire for adult attention from me so that I could then lead him to do the same with his grandfather. My mind was screaming at me to stop, as I worked to recall what John had told me to do once I'd place my mouth on Justin in this fashion. It took a few seconds, but then I managed to make my mouth work in the sucking motion as if I were sucking on a straw like John had told me I needed to do. As I started to do this, not only could I feel Justin's penis start to swell on my tongue, but I heard a small gasp expect from Justin. My tongue moved a bit, not only could I feel Justin's penis pressing into it, but I could also feel the hardness of his small testicles under it pressing into the tip of my tongue. As I did this, I couldn't help bit be amazed at just how firm his penis felt. I did this vile action for what felt like hours, but was only a few minutes. With each passing second I could hear Justin's breathing becoming heavier. There was no doubt in my mind he was enjoying the feel of this. I finally moved my head away, letting his penis slide from between my lips. I licked removing a string of spit that was stretching from my lower lip to the tip of his penis as I spoke to him softly. "Justin, wou...do...would you like to make your grandmother feel good too like I'm making you feel?" I looked into his eyes, they seemed a bit glazed over as he keep breathing heavy. He nodded his head yes as he muttered "Uhun" I sat back, and then stood up as I started to unbutton my blouse. I turned embarrassed to face him as I continued to undo and then remove my blouse. As I folded it in half and laid it on the vanity top, I couldn't help but see him in the mirror over it watching me. I blushed, but reached behind me and undid my bra and then letting it fall forwards off my shoulders as I removed and then laid it on top of my blouse. I stood there not only watching Justin's reflection in the mirror as he sat there on the edge of the tub watching me, but I also looked at myself in the mirror. I studied my breasts; they were a size 33 c and they showed no signs of sagging for a woman of my age yet. As I looked at them, I was shocked to realize my nipples were erect looking. I reach up and watched myself touch them. I shivered as I felt how hard they were. I couldn't understand why. The only time I'd ever known my nipples to react this way was when I was either cold, or sexually aroused. I closed my eyes as I thought of the later. No, I can't be aroused at these disgusting acts I've been doing. It's just my nerves, that's what it has to be I thought. I opened my eyes and turn around facing Justin, his eyes taking in my exposed upper body. I felt compelled to put my arms up to cover my breasts, but I didn't. I got back on the floor before Justin on my knees, taking his hands as I did so. I placed them on my breasts speaking softly to him. "Justin honey, do you know what these are?" his small hands felt so warm on my breasts I thought as I held them there. Justin nodded and whispered "They are your bosoms, right?" "Yes," I said, "They are my bosoms, or breasts as some would call them. If...if you rub them they will make me feel good. Just like you felt good when I ...I...rubbed you down there on your...penis. So if you want to make me feel good like I did you, all you have to do is rub them for grandmother." With that I removed my hands from his leaving his hands in place on my breasts. The room was still for several seconds, my watching Justin's face for a reaction and his eyes just lingering on his hands on my breasts. Then I felt it, his left hand started to slide along the side of my right breast, then his right hand did the same to my left side. I closed my eyes as I felt a shiver run through my body at his touch. I could feel goose bumps tingling all along my body, especially around my areolas and nipples. Justin's hands started to roam freely around my breasts, and then suddenly I gasped as I felt his hand squeeze on them. It hurt just a bit, but it caused a slight flash of warmth to shoot through my body right down to my vagina. I'd never felt anything like that before. When I gasped, Justin let go of my breasts and looked at me, his eyes wide as he whispered "Did I hurt you grandmother?" "N...no honey" I said, "I...it felt good honestly, you just surprised me was all." With that, he put his hands back on my breasts, he squeezed them again. Another flash of warmth shot through me at the slight pain it caused. But I didn't stop him. With each passing moment, his roaming and squeezing of my breasts became more aggressive feeling with his excitement of exploring them. Soon I could feel his little nails digging in a few places of my tender flesh as he squeezed more. John had never touched my breasts, other than to kiss them a bit whenever we use to have sex. The way Justin was now touching them was painful, but at the same time exciting my body in a way I'd never felt before. I didn't know what was wrong with me, my body felt as if it were on fire now, there was no mistaken the feeling of my vagina reacting to this feeling. I closed my eyes letting the feeling wash over me. With my eyes closed, it felt as if the room was spinning around me with the way I was feeling now. Then suddenly all was still, Justin's hands were no longer on me. As I was opening my eyes to see what was wrong I heard his soft voice whispering to me. "Grandmother?" he said I looked at him, my body trembling now as I fought to keep it from sounding in my voice. "Yes Justin?" Justin gave me small smile whispering still "Grandmother, can I put my ...my mouth on them like you did me down there?" I swallowed as I tried to keep my tone calm as I spoke, due to the fire I was feeling in my body "Yyyyess Justin, yo...you may put your mouth on them if you want." Justin kept the small smile on his face as he moved getting on his knees before me. He placed his hands on my breasts again as he leaned forward. I closed my yes as I felt his warm breath on my breasts. At the feel of his soft warm, wet lips on my left nipple I shivered. It felt so good. He first moved his mouth over my left breast, and then moved to the right one, his hands again starting to squeeze at them as he did so. Then, just as before when he first squeezed my breasts, I let out a loud gasp as I felt his teeth scrap clumsily into the tender flesh of my breasts. The fire that went through my body was intense. Soon, just as he was doing with his hands, his mouth grew more eager upon me. His teeth were either scraping at my tender flesh or biting into it. My head was spinning, not able to understand the reaction that my body was having to all of this. At times his bites were so intense that I had to fight from yelling out in pain, but my body seemed to crave it for some reason. Through all of this, I could smell the soft scent of smoke. I glanced over towards the open door, I could still see a shadow on the floor and wall around it. I knew John was still watching and had evidently lit up a cigarette as he watched the deprived show going on before him in the mirror reflection. I knew I should feel sick at this, but my body seemed to have a mind of its own. I felt as if I were someone else as I wrapped my arms around Justin, as I moved my knees and legs under me to lay us both down on the floor. Justin never once removing his hands, or mouth from my breasts, my body fueled by a fire I couldn't explain inside of me at the moment. As I lay on my back, Justin laid a top of me, I could feel his erect penis pressing between us into my lower abdomen, he seemed to be moving his body in only a rhythm he knew as he kept pressing it into me, the whole time his hands and mouth kept working feverously at my breasts. There was no doubt in my mind that my vagina was reacting to all of this, for I could feel a warm dampness starting to coat my inner thighs around the leg openings of my panties. I held Justin tight; as I let my hands roam over his smooth sides and back, down to his small round firm bottom. Not once, could I ever recall such a desire to explore John's body in this fashion as he had just laid on top of me moving in and out of me when we'd had sex. I moved my left arm down, using my hand to pull at my skirt to raise it some. Once I was able to get my hand up it, my finger tips could feel the wetness coating my inner thigh. I moved my fingers up a bit more till I was touching the crotch of my panties, they were soaked. My fingers pressed a bit into the crotch of the thin wet fabric making contact with my vagina lips. My body felt a jolt of lighting shoot up through me. At that moment, my mind flashed back to when I was 14. I could recall as a young developing girl, how I had touched at myself down there a few times and how strange, yet good it had felt when I'd done so. That was until one night when my mother came in to say good night to me and saw what I was doing. I could see her face and hear her words in my mind as she told me what a sinful thing that was for a good girl to touch their self down there in such a way. That it was sinful to perform self pleasure on ones self. Now as I recalled that whole scene, I stopped pressing my fingers into my soaked panties. I wanted to be a good girl, a good woman, wife and grandmother, but now as my mind focused on what was going on and how my body was reacting to it all, I knew I was anything but good anymore. With that thought, I slide my fingers up the leg of my panties and shoved them into my vagina. My body bucked up in sheer pleasure as I did so. I started to feverously finger at myself while Justin kept up his steady pace of pleasuring my breasts. I was lost in the moment while all of this went on, I don't know how long it had been, but I heard Justin's voice soft and breathy speaking to me and I noticed he was no longer touching or biting at my breasts. "Grandmother" he was whispering. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. "Yes?" I said He was sitting with his bottom on my lower abdomen, his little penis still erect. He had a half glazed look in his eyes and on his face as he spoke. "Grandmother...put it in your mouth again." I wasn't sure if that was a question, or an order. Either way I just looked up at him and opened my mouth not saying a word. My fingers still in my vagina but sitting still, I could feel how thickly coated they were in my own juices. Justin looked down at me for a few seconds, and then he started moving. As he slid himself up my body, the feeling of his warm smooth, firm bottom gliding over my flesh sent chills threw me. He settled his bottom onto my breasts as he leaned forward placing his hands on top of my shoulders allowing his penis to go right into my mouth. The moment it was there, I closed my lips tight around it eagerly sucking on it this time, as I pressed my tongue into the firmness of it along with his small testicles. A low grunt escaped his throat. It felt as if he had his entire weight pressing into my breasts as he sat on them, the pain was almost unbearable, but at the same time it was sending shock waves straight to my vagina. My fingers started probing at my soaked self; the warm thick juices seemed to be pouring out more now as I did so. My entire body felt as if it were on fire. Soon, Justin started the same rhythm of pressing his penis into my sucking mouth, just has he had been doing when pressing it into my lower abdomen. The more I sucked on him, the louder his grunting seemed to get. I jabbed my fingers deeper into my vagina, causing me to let out a loud moan. Soon I was matching the rhythm of fingering myself to the same rhythm of Justin grinding himself into my mouth. I don't know just how long this went on, but every second it went on my body felt as if it were reaching a boiling point. I'd never known my body to feel or react this way before it was all so over whelming. I wasn't sure what was about to happen, but I could sense I was about to feel a sensation unlike any other I'd ever had before up till now as my hips bucked up on their own as I shoved my fingers deeper into me. Suddenly I could feel Justin's body on top of me go extremely tense and then started to shake, as an animal like sound came from him. I opened my eyes to see his head leaning back, his mouth was hanging open with spittle hanging out around the edges of it. Right at that exact moment it felt as if a dam had burst inside of me. My hips jerked up as my vagina clamped tight around my fingers, I started shaking unaccountably as I heard my own strange sounds coming from my throat mixing with the strange sounds coming from Justin. We both shook and all for several seconds, and then as if the tides of waves that had seemed to have washed over us both started to subside. I was feeling very relaxed now, my body going limp as I sensed the same happening to Justin's as he moved letting his penis move from my lips while he stretched himself on top of me. I removed my fingers from myself, I could feel how wet and coated they were with my own juices as I wrapped my arms around Justin and we both just lay there quite and relaxed. It felt as if I were about to doze off, as I heard the soft sounds oh John moving away from the partly open bathroom door. The he went down the hall to the master bedroom; I could hear the door open then a few seconds later it closed as he softly walked back down the hall and then down the stairs. My heart started racing as it all hit me, about what had just happened. I lay still for a few more seconds, feeling the weight of Justin on me. He too lay still, his breathing soft as if he were asleep. I carefully moved, holding him to me as I worked to stand up. He squirmed a bit in my arms, but said nothing. I felt as if I were in a daze as I stood fully now, Justin had his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist as I used my arms to support him while I carried him to the guest room he always staid in. Somehow, I managed to get him in his pajamas and tucked into bed. I looked down at his peaceful form as he slept. My heart ached for what I'd just done to him, but there was no way I could undo it all now. I leaned and softly kissed the top of his head, whispering "I'm so sorry." When I left the room I pulled the door quietly behind me and I stood there in the hallway feeling as if I were about to throw up. I looked down and realized I was still naked from the waist up, my arms wrapped around my chest to cover myself. When I did so I winched in pain due to how tender my breasts were now due to Justin's play he'd done with them. I forced myself to move back to the bathroom, where I proceeded to promptly put my blouse back on, leaving my bra off. I felt like I was a zombie as I moved about to then rinse the tub out from Justin's bath and then tidy the bathroom up. Once that was all done, I went to the master bedroom, as I did so; I could hear the opening theme of "NBC's Saturday Night Movie Theme" floating upstairs. One of John's regular show's he watched on Saturday Nights. It came on I knew at 9:30, my stomach tied in knots as I realized then that I'd just spent a hour and a half in the bathroom with Justin, again I felt as if I were going to be sick as it all flashed before my eyes at what had taken place during that time. I stepped into the master bedroom and shut the door behind me; I needed to take a shower. I wanted to try and wash the feeling of dirtiness off me from what I'd done. As soon as I got into the bathroom off the bedroom, I started to hurriedly remove my cloths so I could get in the shower. When I lifted the top of the dirty cloth hamper to put my things in it, I caught site of something laying on top of the other dirty things in it. It took me a few seconds to realize what it was; it was a pair of Justin's little underwear all wadded up. How did they get there I thought? I reached in and pulled them out, they seemed to be coated with something as I held them up. The more I un-wadded them the more I felt and say a thick fluid in them. My head started to spin as I realized what it was. It was John's semen, while he had watched Justin and I in the bathroom he'd evidently self pleasured himself into them. I dropped the soiled underwear back into the hamper along with my own dirty things and then turned to throw up in the toilet behind me. Once I had emptied the vile from my stomach, I got in the shower and took a hot shower trying to scrub the dirty feeling off me, but I couldn't seem to get rid of it. Once the water started to turn cold I got out, dried myself off and went and put my nightgown on. My whole body was shaking as I then pulled the covers back on the bed and crawled into it, willing sleep to over take me.