Grandma’s Indecent Proposal #06

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~~~ Complications ~~~

I texted my mother's sister, "Call me when you can talk."

Five minutes later, my phone rang, I hit speaker-phone.

"You're on speaker," I told her, "we're all here."

"I'm in the car - running to the store," she replied.

"You'd better not be driving," Sadie growled at her mother. "You're pregnant with my little brother or sister."

"I'm on the shoulder, parked, for your information, young lady," she snarled back.

"Is it Derek's?" Sadie asked her.

"Are you going to be mad if I say 'yes'?" Aunt Sarah asked.

"Jealous more like," Sadie admitted.

"Aww ... really baby?" her mom asked.

"Derek told me we had to wait," Sadie growled at her. "You cheated, you whore!"

"Now, young lady ...," Aunt Sarah said.

"Mom, you're fucking my boyfriend - who happens to be your sister's son," Sadie growled, "I don't think you get to 'young lady' me anymore. You just fucking told me that you're pregnant with my man's baby."

"You got pregnant in your mom's car - fucking your sister's son?" Ellie asked her.

There was a pregnant silence.

"Kind of looks like it, doesn't it?" Aunt Sarah said.

"What have you told Uncle John?" my sister asked her.

"I've been careful to have sex with him whenever I was with Derek," she said. "I'll tell him that the baby is his, of course."

The pause was on our end this time.

"The next time you come visit, you're sucking my cunt while Derek fucks your ass," Sadie spat.

"Well ...," her mom said.

"What the fuck, mom?! You like it in the ASS?!" Sadie gasped.

"A few years ago, your father and one of his ...," Aunt Sarah said.

Sadie and Ellie slammed their hands over their ears.

"Mom!" Sadie shrieked - at the same time that Ellie screamed, "Aunt Sarah!"

Grandma Denny looked at me and chuckled.

"Derek?" my aunt asked.

"Yeah?"

"I'll abort it if you want me too," she said.

I could hear the certainty in her voice.

Apparently, my sister and my cousin heard it as well - because they were both in the process of filling their lungs to scream at me when I held up my hand to stop them.

"Aunt Sarah," I asked.

"Yes?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to keep it," she said. "I never wanted Sadie to be an only child."

"Sadie, vote," I said.

"Keep it, please," she said.

"Ellie?"

"Keep it," she said.

"Grandma?"

"All life is precious - this one doubly-so," she said.

"Aunt Sarah?"

"Yes?"

"I feel obligated to help take care of a child that I helped bring into this world," I said, "but this situation is going to make that difficult."

"I'm pretty sure," she said, "that between your sister and your cousin - and the time that you get to spend with this baby - that it will know a tremendous amount of love."

"Names?" my sister asked.

"I haven't even started thinking about it," she said. "I need to know if Derek was okay with me keeping it."

"Aunt Sarah?"

"Yes, baby?"

"I love you," she said.

"I love you too, sweet girl," she replied.

"Mom?"

"Yes, Beautiful?"

"You're still a dirty cheating whore but I'm already in love with this baby," she said. "You'd better start taking your prenatal vitamins and taking good care of my little brother or sister."

"Oh, shit! I need to call the OB/GYN!" she gasped.

"Alright," I said. "You'd better go before Uncle John gets worried."

"I love you, Derek," she said. "I'm so happy."

"I love you too, Aunt Sarah," I told her.

She closed the call.

I looked around the table.

"Wow!" Ellie said.

"I know," I sighed.

"A daddy ...," she said. "Shit! I'm an auntie!"

"I'm a big sister - AND a second cousin," Sadie said.

Ellie started laughing.

"I think," Grandma said, "this calls for a celebration."

We all knew what that meant. We went to our rooms, stripped off our clothes, and headed for the hot tub. We didn't even fuck around. We just sat together, kissed, cuddled, and caressed one another. I had never felt closer to any other group of people in my life.

"I think I'll stop by the hospital tomorrow and see if they have any temporary positions in the heating plant," I said.

Grandma nodded.

We stayed in the tub far longer than we should have.

It was Sadie's night. When she didn't show up in my room, I went to hers. She was lying on her bed, naked, staring at the ceiling.

"It's not fair," she said.

I lay down on my side, beside her, and pushed her bangs out of her eyes.

"I know," I told her.

Her hand found my cock and she began massaging and stroking it. I slid my fingers to her vulva and began stroking her labia and gently teasing her clitoris.

"I'm happy but I'm mad," she said.

"I'm a little torn about it myself," I told her.

She looked over at me.

"She and I didn't really even talk about it like you and I did," I told her. "She came in here, practically demanding that I fuck her because she caught us together - and now she's carrying my baby."

"She said you could ...," Sadie said.

"That's not a choice for me," I told her.

"I know," she said. "I couldn't do that either."

"I think your mother is happy," I told my cousin.

"Was this her plan all along, you think?" Sadie asked me.

"I don't know," I said. "If she used protection with your dad and not with me ..."

"Yeah," Sadie laughed, "I'm not going there ..."

"Yeah," I agreed. "Me neither."

"So ... you're a daddy - just like that," she said.

"Soon ... yup," I said.

I kissed her cheek. She turned her head and I gave her a soft kiss on the lips.

"I'll give you as many babies as you want, Sadie," I told her.

"I love you so much," she said.

"I love you so much that it hurts - especially like now - when you're hurting," I told her.

She pushed the hair out of my face.

"Fuck me, Derek," she said. "I need you."

~~~ Christmas ~~~

Two weeks later, it was Christmas.

Since the Reynolds household had hosted Thanksgiving, the Denny household was hosting Christmas. Mom had already assured us that Grandma and Grandpa Taylor would be arriving around 10 o'clock on Christmas morning - so that we could open presents. They would stay for lunch and then head back home.

On Christmas Eve Day, we hurried through lunch and then the four of us loaded into Grandma's car and made the 4-hour drive to Ashville. Sadie's mom and dad were already there.

They would probably get the guest bedroom. I would give Grandma my room and take the couch. Ellie and Sadie could sleep in my sister's room.

I confirmed the arrangements with mom as soon as we were inside. She had been worried about where to put Grandma Denny - knowing that my sister's bed wasn't really big enough for three of them - so she was relieved to hear me offer to take the sofa.

Everybody got settled and we left the dads in front of the TV while the rest of us climbed into Mom's SUV to go get Chinese take-out. We were back almost an hour later - with enough food to cover our mother's dining room table - even with the extra leaves inserted.

We all ended up stealing a little bit of everybody's food - in addition to our own - and laughing and carrying on.

After dinner, none of us could agree on what game or shows we were watching - so I pulled up the picture folders on the cloud-drive and told it to randomly start a slide-show.

There were fewer pictures of Sadie and her parents - and less of Grandma and Grandpa Taylor - but we had fun sitting there laughing at some of the pictures.

The fun ended when an image of my mother in a bright red see-thru teddy came up on the screen. She shrieked and jumped in front of the TV, yelling at dad about putting those pictures in with the rest of the family photos.

He acted like he didn't know what the big deal was. Mom wasn't happy - but it was hard to be too angry considering how hard the rest of us were laughing.

Ellie suggested that we play "Two Truths and a Lie" with our parents. Obviously, the four of us that live together had to come up with some new ones for the group - but we all still had a pretty good time. Mom - at one point, however - did tell my sister that they were going to need to have a little talk.

Soon, everybody started yawning and then people started peeling off to head to their beds. If we had been home, it would have been my sister's turn with me. I was curious to see if she would risk trying something at Mom and Dad's house. She was kind of a daredevil - so my guess was 'yes'.

I pulled my laptop from my bag and took it to the far side of the kitchen - near the mud room. I set it on the counter and opened it up. I could see down the hall, and we'd have several seconds of warning to separate if trouble appeared.

I went to the couch, got my pillow positioned, and went down the hall to the bathroom - stripping down to just my sleep shorts and a T-shirt. I peed, brushed my teeth, and took my underwear and stuffed it into my pack. I lay down and waited.

Ellie appeared first. She knelt beside the couch, lifted my fleece blanket, fished my prick out of my shorts, and sucked it into her mouth.

"Ellie ...," I hissed.

She pulled off of my hardening prick.

"I need you," she whispered.

I sat up. She sat beside me and pulled the leg of my shorts to the side so that my cock stood up to greet her. She climbed sideways, onto my lap, settling her cunt onto my prick, and pulled the blanket around us - leaning her head against my shoulder like I was just holding her to chat.

She'd been slowly fucking herself on my cock for about ten minutes when mom came to get a drink of water.

"You kids okay?" she asked.

"Yup, just chatting," Ellie told her.

She stood at the counter and drank her water as she watched me fucking with my sister's hair as the two of us quietly debated on what we were going to do if she came over and sat down.

Thankfully, however, mom put her glass in the sink, told us 'goodnight', and headed back down the hall to her bedroom.

"There's a sink in the master bathroom," I whispered. "I think she's spying on us."

"There's no filter on that faucet," my sister argued.

"Get up," I told her. "We're moving."

I took her to where I'd set up the laptop. She pulled out a barstool, climbed up on it, lifted her nightshirt, and bared her pussy to me. I leaned forward and speared my cock back inside of her.

"God, I love that!" she purred.

We'd just gotten a decent rhythm going when we heard the door on the guestroom open.

"Fuck!" she snarled.

I stepped back and she slid to the floor - out of sight.

"Aunt Sarah," I whispered down at her -since she couldn't see.

My sister turned, bent herself in half, stood, and sank back onto my prick again, moaning softly.

"Ellie ...," I hissed.

"What's she doing?"

"She's looking this way. She sees me. She is smiling. Now she's walking down to Mom and Dad's room. She's stepping to the door. She's listening. Ellie! She's checking to see if Mom is asleep. She's probably coming this way. You need to sneak around the other side of the couch or she's going to see you!"

"But ...," she moaned, still fucking herself on my prick with her head hanging down by her ankles.

"Ellie! She's turning this way! You need to go!"

I stepped back away from her, pulling my prick from her depths. She hissed at me, pulled her nightshirt back down, and headed towards the right side of the wrap-around counter.

Aunt Sarah came around the left, past the refrigerator. Ellie was darting from the kitchen, around the dining room table, towards the couch. I stepped out so that Sadie's mother - the mother of my child - could see me. My shorts were around my ankles and my prick was fully erect.

"Oh!" she whispered. "Were you expecting me?"

"Kind of," I said.

She dropped to her knees as Ellie dodged across the hall, eased open her door, and closed it.

Just as Aunt Sarah took my cock into her mouth, the door latch clicked. She pulled off of me with a pop and looked behind her.

"What was that ...? Why does your dick taste like pussy?" she asked.

She looked behind her and then up at me.

"Was that Sadie?" she asked.

"Yeah," I lied.

"You naughty, naughty boy ...," she purred.

She took my cock back into her mouth and sucked eagerly. She was really good at this, and I was having to focus to maintain my awareness of everything around me.

She pulled off of me with a pop again.

"I want you inside of me," she said.

She stood up, moved to the same barstool that my sister had been perched on a few moments before, lifted her nightgown, and showed me her pussy.

"I'm so wet for you, Derek," she whispered. "It'll slide right in. I've been dreaming about having you back inside of me again."

She grabbed my shirt and pulled me to her, grasping my prick to guide it between her folds, and into her waiting channel. Her vagina welcomed me with open arms - grabbing my prick and pulling me deeper and deeper.

"Fuck me, handsome boy," she cooed. "You need to make sure I stay pregnant."

She grabbed the hem of my shirt, hooked it under and behind my ass, and used it for a leash - to continuously pull me into her gripping twat.

Over and over again, she pulled my body towards hers - and shoved my prick all of the way to the root inside of her.

"I'm close, Aunt Sarah," I warned her. "Your pussy's too much."

"You sweet devil, you," she whispered. "Go ahead and cum. I'll be right behind you."

As soon as my jism began splattering against her womb, she held me in place, and then wrapped her legs around me, locking her ankles behind me. My balls hung off of the front of the barstool as my sperm continued to shoot inside of my aunt's pussy - accomplishing nothing - since she was already pregnant with my baby.

She kissed me - long and hard - like the cock buried inside of her cunt. She held me within her as she lavished me with kisses.

Finally, she pulled off of me.

"Oh! You messy boy," she said.

She dropped to her knees and sucked my cock clean. Her fingers went to her cunt and came back with a massive dollop of my jism. She sucked it into her mouth and swallowed it down.

"I'm a mess again," she said. "I need some towels."

She stood, grabbed some paper towels from the roll on the counter, cleaned up her front, cleaned up the floor where she'd been squatting, gave me a kiss, threw the towels away, and wished me goodnight.

I pulled up my shorts, went to the couch, lay down, pulled the blanket over, and fell asleep.

~~~

I heard the front door opening - and mom talking to Grandma Taylor. I looked at my phone. Grandma was early (as usual). I got up and started moving my bed things to Ellie's room. I had thought of moving it to mine, but I was sure that would wake Grandma. I could come and go from my sister's room and not disturb the two beauties sleeping in there.

The next decision was whether or not to go ahead and jump in the shower and fuck Grandma and Grandpa out of using that room to relieve themselves after their hour-long trip. I decided to be nice to them. If I forced them to use the bathroom in Mom and Dad's room, it would just cause more problems. I lay beside my sister's bed and waited. The next thing I didn't know, I was asleep.

The next thing I knew, a soft pair of lips touched my cheek. I opened my eyes to see Grandma lying beside me, smiling at me.

"Good morning, my beautiful boy," she purred.

I moved my blanket out of the way, reached over, grabbed her by the ass, and pulled her over next to me. Then I threw the cover over both of us. I pressed my lips to hers. She snickered at me.

"You're going to get me into trouble," she whispered.

"They can't yell at us for sleeping on the floor, can they?" I asked.

"I wasn't planning on sleeping," she said, grinning broadly.

I grabbed her ass, pulled her against my body, and kissed her lustily.

"Mmm," she moaned softly. "You are definitely going to get me into trouble."

Ellie leaned over the side of her bed.

She whispered, "If you two are gonna get frisky, come up here so Sadie and I can play too."

The doorknob started to turn and my heart stopped. In a flash, Grandma was gone. I heard the bed wiggle a little and then the door opened. I looked up to see Mom standing there.

"Oh! There you two are!"

"Yup," Grandma said. "Here we are."

I heard Sadie snicker.

"Grandma and Grandpa Taylor are here," Mom reported.

"Time to put on our dancing monkey suits and entertain the crowds," I groaned - a little too loudly.

Mom scowled at me while the three women behind me laughed.

"Get up and get yourselves ready for presents," she said. "And to think I used to get mad when you came running into our room at the ass-crack of dawn."

"Language, Susan," Grandma Taylor called out.

Mom rolled her eyes as the rest of us snickered.

"Up and moving," she hissed. "I've done as much as I can, to let you rest."

"Thanks, Mom," I said.

I stood, grabbed my stuff, tossed it behind Ellie's door, and headed for the linen closet to grab a clean towel.

I climbed into the shower, undressed, dropped my clothes by the tub, and turned on the water.

"Peeing," Grandma called out.

"Kay," I replied, soaping myself.

I heard the door and then her face appeared around the edge of the curtain. She looked me up and down.

"What a beautiful morning," she said, with a gleam in her eye.

She reached over, tweaked the head of my fully-erect dick, closed the curtain, did her business, and left.

"Peeing," Sadie called out.

"Kay," I replied, starting my rinse.

I heard the door and then her face appeared around the edge of the curtain. She looked me up and down.

"You're making me hungry," she said, eyeing my cock.

She reached over, caressed my balls, closed the curtain, did her business, and left.

"Peeing," Ellie called out.

"Kay," I replied, finishing my rinse.

I heard the door and then her face appeared around the edge of the curtain. She looked me up and down.

"You still owe me from last night," she said, with fire in her eyes.

"Get in," I suggested.

"Don't tempt me," she hissed.

She reached over, stroked my prick a couple times, closed the curtain, did her business, and left.

I finished up, reached out for my towel, dried off, covered myself to get to the door, and then locked it. I got dressed, pitched the towel in the hamper, and ran my fingers through my hair as I headed to Ellie's room to find my bag and put on some real clothes.

"He made it," Grandma Taylor announced as I entered the room.

I looked around. It seemed that I had managed to be the late one.

"Hi, Grandma," I said cheerfully, leaning down to give her a hug. "Merry Christmas, Grandpa," I said, hugging him next.

"Merry Christmas, grandson," he said, smiling.

Mom carried in the elf's hat and walked towards my sister. She was the youngest in the family - and by family tradition - the designated elf - in charge of distributing the presents.

"Here, mom," I said. "Ellie always has to do it."

"Well! Alright, then," she said, pivoting towards me. "That's nice of you."

I donned the cap and set about my task. The girls let me deliver a half-dozen on my own and then - giggling like toddlers - they jumped up and raced each other to grab the next package. I got into the fun as well and we "fought" over the gifts, squabbling, snatching them out of each other's hands, and hiding them behind our backs to keep the others from intercepting them.

Our parents were snickering, chuckling, or laughing softly. Grandma Denny was as well. Grandpa Taylor smiled at our antics - but only when Grandma wasn't looking at him. I swear the woman was the most anti-fun person I knew.