Mom's Not Mom: Grandma Too
Summary:
Mom and son add grandma to the wild night.
Note 1: This is part two of a two-part series. In part one, the main character discovers he was adopted and that leads to losing his virginity to his mom on Halloween night.
Thanks to: OhDave1 for the edit.
This continues immediately where part 1 ended....
Mom's Not Mom Ch 2: Grandma Too
"Mom!" my Mom gasped, looking up to see her mother staring at us in a very compromising position.
"Sara," my Elvira-dressed grandma said, putting her hands on both her hips. This made both her voluptuous tits stand out even more and allowed the slit in her dress to show off more of her long black nylon-clad legs. She did not look like a grandma at this moment.
"Grandma it's not what it looks like," I defended, even though it was exactly what it looked like, other than this was not true incest in the purest sense.
"You have told him?" Grandma asked, in a very serious tone.
"Yes," Mom responded, clearly mortified to be caught in such a compromising situation. "I told him I wasn't his biological mother."
"Grandma, I love her," I blurted out, trying to speak for my embarrassed mother and lover. I worried at some point we would have to explain the truth, although I had hoped not and definitely didn't think it would be mere seconds after climax.
"I hope so, she's your mother," Grandma said, looking angry and yet somehow so hot. Elvira was one of my many jerk-off fantasies since she always wore black pantyhose and seeing my not real grandma in them had me feeling a similar attraction I had for my mother the moment the truth was revealed.
"I mean, I love, love her," I stressed, noticing Grandma take the odd glance at my shrinking cock.
"I see," she said, seeming to allow my declaration of love for her daughter to marinate.
"Mom, I can explain," my mother finally said.
"You can explain fucking your son on his birthday?" Grandma bluntly questioned.
"Yes," Mom answered, for the first time not sounding embarrassed by being caught, but in just one word, confident.
"Oh," Grandma said, again seeming to glance down at her not really grandson's dick.
"Look, Mom, I know this looks wrong and I suppose legally it is also wrong," Mom began, standing up, still only in what was left of the costume and my load still on her face.
"Sara, you are wearing my grandson's cum on your face."
"I know," Mom said a little embarrassed and yet not really, "I love Mike too."
"Love, love him?" Grandma questioned, glancing over to me as I too was still totally naked, although my dick had retreated inside its shell from two loads and the current ball-breaking situation.
"Yes," Mom nodded, "we are even thinking of moving in together when I head to Washington."
"You plan to both leave me?" Grandma asked, her tone unreadable.
"Um, I hadn't thought of that before now," Mom said.
"You fuck my grandson, wear his cum and decide to move away from me?" Grandma said, her tone now much more readable... a mixture of anger and being upset.
"Well, the idea was just discussed tonight for the first time," Mom explained sheepishly.
"Grandma," I said, finally standing up, but not bothering to cover up my dick, "you could come with us too."
"Really?" She asked, although in a tone that dripped with sarcasm.
"Yes, really," I said, as she glanced down at my flaccid dick... which seemed to be distracting her. I wondered, was there any chance she too could cross this wicked line Mom and I had just crossed?
"Are you two really considering moving to Washington?"
"Well, I am for sure," Mom said, "the job opportunity was just too good to not take. Plus, Mike was supposed to be going to college so we were both leaving here regardless of today's turn of events."
"You mean fucking your son?" Grandma said bluntly, yet she again took a peek at my dick... which I wished was still hard to really tempt her.
"Okay, fine, Mom, you have made your point," Mom said, frustrated. "I'm a dirty incestuous slut, is that what you want to hear?"
"Sara," Grandma said, her intense tone shifted. "I didn't mean that."
"Well, what did you mean?"
"It's just, this is all quite surprising," Grandma explained.
"Do you want to join us?" I asked.
"I'm not sure I can move to Washington," she replied.
"No," I said, for reasons I can only say were built on my confidence of the past hour-ish, "In celebrating my birthday."
"Mike!" Sara gasped, realizing my intent.
I ignored my mom's shocked response, as I continued, sensing grandma was willing to cross the same line her daughter had, "You know you are not my blood-related grandma."
"But I am your grandma," she stressed, as I now stood before her.
"And she is my mom," I clarified. "But," I said, taking a massive risk as I moved my hand under the shortest dress I had ever seen my grandma wear, "that doesn't mean we can't do this."
As my fingers reached her pantyhose-clad pussy, which was quite damp, she let out a shocked soft moan, "Michael."
"Tonight, I'm Shaggy," I corrected and then continued my aggressive, risky approach, "And it's time for Shaggy to do some more shagging."
"Oooooh," she moaned, as I began to rub her pussy in a circular motion.
"I want to show you how much I love you too," I said, even as I couldn't believe I had just done this. I couldn't believe I had found the confidence to do this. I couldn't believe I had tried to defuse the caught in the act of incest, albeit now not blood repeated by committing more incest. Yet, I also couldn't believe my grandma's reaction.
Confusion.
Shock.
Lust?
She didn't push my hand away.
Plus, she was already wet before I touched her.
Very wet.
And... she was standing there allowing me to slowly masturbate her.
I looked at Mom who was staring in complete disbelief.
"I want you, Elvira," I whispered as I moved my lips to her neck and kissed it.
"Michael," she moaned.
"If it makes it easier to let go and allow this to happen imagine I'm Shaggy," I said, splattering her neck with soft kisses.
"Shaggy, what do you want to do to me?" Grandma asked, seemingly considering doing more than just allowing me to rub her pussy.
"Eat your pussy and shag you," I said, moving to her ear and giving it a tug.
"Oh, God," she moaned, as I began to rub her pussy a little more aggressively since she hadn't stopped any of my actions yet. "It's been so long."