To those not familiar with the story you, will have to follow the series. But this will be chapter two, since asked for by the fans.
It has only been a couple days now, since my Mom and I moved into my Grandparents. My Grandma done sucked my cock, while she thought I was asleep. And I've done fucked her in the kitchen. Crazy, but not a bad move so far.
"So Timmy boy!" My Grandma said in a cheerful mood.
"Good morning Grams," I tell her giving her a hug. I was standing in the kitchen, getting me a cup of coffee. I felt her massive tits press against my chest.
"Morning baby," she says squeezing me back. "So I just watched a interesting video," she giggled. She was wearing a different pair of Betty Boop boxers, and a wife beater. Her massive nipples was clearly showing through the thin material.
"Did you now?" I asked her, as I set down at the kitchen table.
"Yeah it was of my grandson. Standing in my bedroom, playing with his pecker. Not to mention looking at my photos," she teased.
She literally just let me fuck her the day before, at the very table I was setting at. I knew that she wasn't mad. I was a just a tad bit embarrassed she saw that. I forgot all about the camera that was in her bedroom. What I didn't forget was all the naked photos of herself, the sex swing, and the wall of dildos. "You seen that?" I asked her dumbfounded.
"You know that I would have seen that! You kept looking from my picture to the camera. Honestly turned me on," she says as she sets next to me. She put her hand on my right leg and squeezed it.
"Did it now?" I tease her. enjoying the touch of her hand caressing my thigh. She moves it over and rubs, it across my half mass cock. Then back to my thigh again.
"Not only me, but you're Grandpa too," she laughed.
"What? He seen that?" I asked horrified that my Grandpa seen me.
"Oh he loved it," she giggled again. This time squeezing my dick through my ball shorts. "The fact that you're grandmother's nakedness turned you on turned him on," she said now back to rubbing my leg.
Footsteps started to come down the steps, please dont be Grandpa. I Seen green toes nails then nice tan legs. It was my Mom, thank God. "Good Morning guys," said my Mom in a cheerful mood. "Sleep good?" She asked. About to pour herself a cup of coffee, wearing nothing but a blue T-shirt and blue panties. I knew they were blue, because when she bent up to get a cup I caught a glimpse. Yeah I check my Mom out from time to time.
"Good morning!" My Grandma and I sing in tune. My grandma's hand now gone from my leg, and sipping her own coffee. But I felt her toes rubbing mine, underneath the table.
"What do you all want to do today?" Mom asked. Setting down at the opposite side of the table.
"Well I got to tend to my garden some time today," my Grandma replied to my Mom. "Tim will you feed the chickens, and gather the eggs? May need you to clean the coop as well," she added.
"Sure thing Grandma," I tell her. My Mom and my Grandma both, can get me to do about anything.
"Thank you baby," she says rubbing her foot on my leg now.
"Well I guess I'm going to go into town and do some grocery shopping," my Mom says and gets up from the table. As she goes up the stairs I catch another glimpse up the t-shirt.
"I'll meet you out back in a little bit," Grandma tells me. "I'm going to go take a shower," she added. Everyone just leaving me there, in the kitchen alone. As my Grandma walked up the stairs, I watched her wide huge ass jiggle.
I wanted to try and avoid my Grandpa that day. Not only did I fuck my Grandma yesterday, he watched me on tape jack off to a picture of my Grandma. All of it was wrong, and I know this. I wasn't only embarrassed, but was scared at what he would say.
I head downstairs past the Kentucky Wildcat flag, to where my basket of clothes was setting. Change my ball shorts, no boxers was going to free ball. Was hot today why not? And threw on a Black wife beater. "You down there Tim?" Yelled My Mom from the top of the stairs.
"Yes Mom," I yell back and walk to bottom of the steps. As I looked up the steps, there stood my Mom. In a
pink dress that went to her knees. From the position I was standing I was, looking straight up her dress. My Mom wasn't wearing any panties, under that dress. And I could see she recently shaved her smooth pussy. Nice I thought in my head. Mom's free balling today too. What's going on with this family?
"Your Grandpa is going to the store with me. Mind your Grandmother," she said like I was a damn kid or something.
"You know I will," I said to her annoyed. I was debating going on and feeding the chickens and collecting the eggs. But the quick thought of what happened yesterday, when my Grandpa and Mom was gone came to mind. I wonder if My Grandma was still in the shower? Should go up there, and try to fuck her again while everyone was gone.
Instead though, I set at the bar in my bedroom/man cave. And I twisted me up a fat blunt, straight rolled a pearl with my last cigar. "Damn I need some more gars," I say to myself out loud. I text my Mom, and ask her to pick me up a few packs of Game Greens.
When I walk upstairs, my Grandma was already back in the kitchen. She now had on a pair of Micky mouse boxers and a black wife beater. What the hell My Grandma and I both was wearing black wife beaters. Except for hers, you could see her massive boobs, through the sides. When she moved in the right direction, you could see a nice nip slip. "Hey Grandma," I say as I grab a Mountain Dew out the fridge.