Many thanks, once again, to tangentjoker who edited this story.
This part of the John and Carol story can probably stand alone. But for background, I would suggest you read parts 1&2.
This story is fiction. It is about an incestuous relationship. All the characters are aged eighteen or older. It also contains an episode that some might consider non-consent but I am not sure that it qualifies as such.
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Grandma was wearing only a tank top and shorts with moderately high heels. The shorts showed her ass and her long legs to perfection. The heels emphasized their sculptured perfection. The tank top showed off her breasts. They were only the size of large oranges but they looked nice on her. She had dabbed on a touch of perfume. It made her smell alluring.
Grandma hadn't dated any men since her husband's death. I remembered him fondly. He had taken the place of my own father many times. Even though Grandma didn't seem to have an interest in any men she exercised regularly and kept herself trim.
Grandma's name was Catherine. Usually she went by Cathy. She was about 5' 10" and, as I mentioned, quite shapely. She had a pretty face with short blonde hair. I thought the hair was dyed.
Grandma sat at the table with us after hugs from Mom and me. I offered her a drink. She said that would be nice. I asked Mom if she'd like one, too. She said she would but make it weak.
I didn't make Grandma's weak. I did Mom's, though. Myself, I stuck with iced tea. I would have a drink on occasion but I didn't think this was the time for it.
Grandma took a healthy sip of her drink.
"I almost didn't come," she said. "I was having a terminal case of shyness. This is my second drink. I had one before I left the house to give me courage"
"You'll be OK, Mom," my mother told her. "John and I were both nervous wrecks at first. We got over it."
"I think I am about to experience new things, new for me," Grandma said. "Your father is the only man I ever had sex with. We didn't experiment much after the first few years."
Grandma finished her drink. I asked if she'd like another.
"No thanks," she said. "I hope I've had enough."
Mom had only taken a couple of sips from hers. She stood holding out her hand to Grandma. I stood, too, and took her other hand. Mom picked up Grandma's purse. We all went to the bedroom together.
The bedroom was dim. There were dark drapes on the windows that cut off most of the light. Mom dropped her robe. I followed suit. I lay on the bed watching but Mom stood close to her mother. Grandma was working at her shorts. She was soon pushing them down her legs. She kicked her shoes off and pulled the tank top off. She took her bra off without hesitation. She stood there clad in sexy panties. My mother was facing her dressed much the same.
"Carol," Grandma said. "Can we start off like we usually do?"
"Of course," Mom answered.
Mom pushed her panties down and kicked them off. She turned to the bed table for a vibrator. Grandma pushed her panties off and got her vibrator from her purse.
Both women laid down. Mom next to me, then Grandma. They went right at it with their vibrators. Warming up their clits then pushing them into their pussies.
Mom's turned her head next to my ear.
"Bring me your cock," she whispered.
I knelt next to her head. Her lips parted as she turned to suck me. I saw Grandma watching. She seemed entranced as she watched her daughter suck her grandson's cock. Mom pulled her mouth off me. She turned her head to Grandma.
"I'm making him hard for you," she told her.
"Go take care of her now, John," Mom whispered to me. "Fuck her."
Mom rolled over to face her mother. Her hand was behind Grandma's head she kissed her with open mouth. It looked like Grandma was responding. At least she didn't thrust her away and the pace of her vibrator play picked up.
Mom put her hand on top of Grandma's as it pushed the vibrator into herself. She took over thrusting it into her mother. Grandma, with both arms around Mom, hugged her close.
As I knelt between Grandma's splayed legs, Mom was sucking on her nipples. A moan from Grandma showed her pleasure. I touched Mom's hand to let her know I was ready. She pulled the vibrator from Grandma's pussy and moved aside enough to let me lie on her.
Grandma was wet. She had experienced several mild orgasms as she played with the vibrator. She gasped and raised her hips to me as I slid my hard cock into her. It was an exciting moment. The thrill I feel when my cock is sliding into a woman's pussy. She felt snug. It had been years since she had felt a man's cock filling her cunt. Her arms went around me and her legs clasped me. She held me there, kissing me with wet, open mouthed, kisses. Our tongues danced and twisted. Our lips mashed.
Mom was close beside her. As I raised my body slightly and began to pump my hard cock into Grandma's cunt, Mom played with her tits. She cupped their plump softness and tweaked the nipples.
Grandma gasped. With quick intakes of breath she thrust her hips at me. Mom was whispering to her.
"Fuck John, Mom. Isn't he wonderful? Fuck your grandson."
Mom was kissing Grandma on the neck. Nuzzling her, tonguing her ear. Grandma was responding. She reached for Mom with one arm, keeping the other around me.
"Carol, it's wonderful," she gasped as the first orgasms raced through her body.
She held us both as her body shuddered with the pleasure racing through her in waves. I felt the electric thrill in my cock. The thrill that told of impending orgasm. My cum gushed into my grandmother when she was at the height of her own orgasm.
When my softened cock slipped out of Grandma's pussy, I moved up to lie close to her. I was on the opposite side from Mom. We both kissed Grandma and fondled her tits. Mom slid down the bed and lay between her mother's still splayed legs. I guessed what she had in mind and started kissing Grandma. Hot kisses; tongues dancing. Grandma responded with moans and wrapped both arms around me, holding me tight.
As Mom's tongue slipped between the folds of her pussy, Grandma gasped. Her arms tightened on me. But after a couple of moments, she realized what was going on. That her daughter was eating her cunt.
"Carol, NO!" she cried out. She started to thrash about trying to dislodge Mom.
I acted instinctively. Straddling Grandma I pressed my body on hers stilling the thrashing. Mom had her arms around Grandma's thighs holding herself at her pussy.
Grandma was shaking her head from side to side.
"No Carol, you can't," she was almost crying. "You're my daughter, you can't."
I tried to kiss her, but she kept shaking her head to prevent me. I grabbed a handful of hair, to hold her head steady. She opened her mouth as if to scream. I stopped it with an open mouthed kiss. It was a kiss that was not returned but it did prevent a scream.