***All characters are over the age of eighteen***
Nana's pussy tastes delicious. I love its sticky folds and the soft pubic hairs that tickle my nose. It's exquisite and nasty and wet and floods my mouth as many times as I want.
Mom and dad dropped me off at Papa and Nana's a week ago to 'learn what it means to be a man' -- as if.
It didn't take long for Nana to convince me to sleep with them in their bed. It took even less time for me to realize we would all sleep naked.
When that first night was through, I'd been inducted into a long-held family tradition of sucking and fucking the grandparents.
There wasn't much foreplay. There wasn't any 'This is love, Johnny.'
Nope! As soon as the lights went out, I was sandwiched between them.
Nana pressed her tits against my hairless chest, her flabby belly squished against my cock. Her rough matron hands grabbed my ass-cheeks and pulled me tight into a lust-fueled kiss.
Her kisses are sloppy and wet. A voluptuous mix of saliva, hot minty cigarette breath with a hint of whisky. "Your mama wants to fuck you, Johnny,' she hissed into my ear.
"So, of course, I told her I had to have you first."
"It's a tradition," Papa grunted, making the mattress wave as his weight settled against my back.
Papa is very hairy. The opposite of Nana. His sluggy body cupped me effortlessly from neck to toes. I liked the contrast. The wiry thatch of his crotch tickled my ass. His massive dick hard and leaking between the crack. I shivered wildly, sighing with need and anticipation.
Papa adjusted so he could play with Nana's sweaty boobs. Then, Nana started running her nails up and down my chest making me giggle into her kiss.
She laughed!
A covetous throaty laugh that made me cringe with unknowing delight. "Is this a dream," I said vaguely.
"No dream, Johnny boy," Papa grunted into my neck.
Nana opened her legs, sliding a heavy thigh on top of mine. The stench of her pussy rose between us like smog, a toxic swamp where lizards frolic and toads get eaten. My mouth watered. I couldn't breathe. I wanted to dive into the cesspool. I wanted to scream and cum and run around in the forest. But, instead, a nude young buck was enjoying the midnight.
"Are you okay with this, Johnny?" Nana asked between wet sloppy kisses.
"Yes," I stammered, a groan of longing and want spurting up from the core of my sex through my raw throat into her mouth.
"Then it's time to fuck!" Papa shouted with excitement.
He rolled us over, splaying me out, by back to his chest. The ceiling fan thrummed through the heavy moist air above me. I opened my legs as wide as possible—Papa's massive dick between my thighs.
"Excellent access, Herb," Nana smiled greedily. She crawled over, resting between our legs like a blubbery seal, and took my cock down her throat in one gulp.
I wanted to cum immediately, but she clamped the base of my dick in a fierce painful grip. Nana stopped sucking. "Not yet, baby boy," she scolded, "I want this cum in my pussy."
"Y-yes, ma'am," I squealed.
Papa rubbed his large calloused hands over my slim chest. He pinched my nipples, and I sucked air into pain-filled lungs.
Nana brushed the head of Papa's dick against my taint. I wondered if she would stick it in my ass and shuddered all over, but all she did was tease me. I felt the slick trail of his pre-cum snail across my balls.
Nana's wet sticky saliva coated both of us as she played with two dicks. She chuckled gleefully. "I get enough tonight!"
"Let's get it to it, Beth," Papa urged.
"You got somewhere to be, Herb?"
"Early tee-time with the league."
"Golf and sex, the only two things your good at," Nana laughed. "Well, in that case..."
She climbed over our legs, straddling both of us, and slipped my quivering cock straight up her pussy. She landed like an albatross on a dock post.
We all grunted.
I felt squeezed. The sandwich of elderly flesh smothered me. Finally, Nana adjusted, putting her hands on Papa's shoulders so she could squat over us instead of laying on me.
