My Grandmother's Booty

DISCLAIMER

: All characters engaged in sexual situations are at least 18 years old.

I was devastated when my parents were killed in a head-on crash. I was sixteen at the time and, fortunately Grampa Joe and Nana Helen Jackson took me in and took over from my parents. At eighteen, I was a bit small and shy. I had a very hard time with relationships, especially with girls. I admit to being somewhat of a geek and graduated Valedictorian of my class.

Let me introduce myself. My name is Donald and like I said, I was small. I stood at five foot three and weighed maybe a hundred twenty pounds. The one part of me that was not small for my overall size was my cock, a cock that had never ever been touched, except by myself, since I was old enough to take care of my own body. It had to be about six or seven inches long and as big around so my fingers couldn't touch each other when I was holding it. My dark hair and brown eyes set off a "baby face" that seemed to scare the girls away—almost as if they were afraid to be caught robbing the cradle.

The one million dollars of insurance money from my parents' deaths insured I had the funds to go on to college in the fall so, with my grades, I had decided to attend a good Ivy League college in up-state New Hampshire.

Then tragedy happened: Grampa died of a stroke two weeks after my graduation from high school when I was eighteen. I heard much later that he had died while he and Nana were having sex, but who am I to judge—I'd never had sex and only knew what I had learned in sex-ed and biology classes. As they say, I had a lot of book learning but no experience.

Naturally, Nana took his loss very badly, much as I had when my parents were killed. She started drinking more alcohol than I had ever seen her drink and was depressed from morning until night, or so it seemed.

About a month later, I was reading in bed. As I was reaching over to turn off the touch lamp, my bedroom door opened. Nana was standing there I a nightgown that barely hid her crotch. I'd seen her in it before, so no big deal, right? Except this time, she wasn't wearing panties.

"Donny, are you still up?"

"Yes Nana. I was just getting ready to turn off my light."

I had noticed that her words were a bit slurred, but thought nothing of it at the time as she had been slurring her words often since Grampa died. She came into the room and sat on the side of my bed within inches of me. She reeked of alcohol and some other scent that I didn't recognize but seemed to be coming from between her legs.

"Do you think I'm pretty, Donny?"

"Yes, I do. Why do you ask?"

"Pretty enough to attract a young man?" Where was this going, I wondered?

"I guess so. Why?"

"Are you attracted to me?"

"You're my grandmother. I think you are as pretty as you need to be to get anyone you want."

"You didn't answer my question. Are you attracted to me?"

"Yes, but, like I said, you are my grandmother and I am not supposed to think of you that way."

"How come you don't have a girlfriend?"

"None of the girls seem to like me. I'm small and nerdy and they seem to like the big guys that are into sports like football and basketball or even soccer."

"Well, you do know that there are some girls that like smart fellows like you, right?"

"Yeah, I guess. I just haven't met one yet."

"Yes, you have. You've met me, haven't you? I like a guy that is smart instead of brawny. I've been watching you since you came to live here, and I have liked what I have seen."

I had always considered a woman as old as my grandmother to be much too old for me, but she had a point. The younger girls went for the jocks and left guys like me beside the road without a thought. I took another look at my grandmother and decided that, yes, I was interested, but how would I let her knew without making a fool of myself?

Nana was five foot four and probably a hundred ten pounds with smallish, perky breasts, a pleasant face, blue eyes, blonde hair down to her buttocks usually tied-up in a pony-tail, and wide hips. All this was based on observation—book learning, not experience. All-in-all, a nice package, and she had the experience that I did not. I was beginning to think that it would be a win-win proposition for both of us—damn my analytical mind!

"Would it help if you saw what you are going to get?"

"What do you mean, Nana?"

"Just what I said." She stood up and clumsily lifted her nightgown over her head. For the first time in my life, I saw a totally naked woman. I took in the view and was amazed when I felt my cock begin to harden without me even touching it.

"I can see 'he' likes the looks of me." My cock now was almost totally hard and tenting the front of my pajamas.

"Yeah, I guess he does."

"Take him out and let me see him."

"Are you sure, Nana? I don't think Grampa would approve."

"Your Grampa isn't here, is he?"

"No, Nana."

"Then take him out and let me see him. I need him deep inside me. I'm a horny bitch that needs a good fuck."

"Nana, I don't know what to do with a girl. I've never even kissed one, except for you, of course."

"Then, I'll show you and teach you everything you need to know." She had continued slurring her words as she took another big swig out of the whiskey bottle in her hand. She staggered the two steps and sat down beside me once again reaching out to take my cock in her hand. "Oh, he feels nice! Just what Nana needs right now to plug her horny cunt."

She put the whiskey bottle down on the floor, leaned into me on the bed the bed, and gave me a kiss that seemed to go on forever. I could smell the whiskey on her breath and taste it on her tongue when she pushed her tongue deep into my mouth. The kiss and the alcohol literally took my breath away.

Nana reached for the waistband of my pajamas and started pulling them down. She ran into the obstacle caused by my rock-hard cock, but finally pulled the pajamas down, exposing my cock to her view.

"Oh, my God! If I knew what you had there between your legs, I would have done this as soon as you turned eighteen—even before Joe died! He was a good fuck, but he didn't have what you have between his legs. Your cock is beautiful—and, big!"

My cock had swollen beyond its normal seven-inch length and was dribbling a lot of pre-cum from the single eye at the tip.

"Donny, I've got to taste you, NOW!" As she said this she bent over and her mouth enveloped my cock. I could feel her teeth scrape the side every time her mouth went down and the tremendous suction as her mouth retreated to the tip of my cock. I had never felt anything like it, but instantly I was hooked on receiving oral sex. This went on for another couple of minutes before I could feel the tingle in my balls that meant I was going to cum, and cum soon.

"Nana, I'm going to shoot any time now."

She kept sucking and I exploded what felt like a huge load into her mouth. Nana never stopped bouncing her mouth up and down my cock until the last spurt had been swallowed.

"Now, Donny, that was delicious! We're going to have to do that again. Do you always shoot that much cum? You just lay back and let me get you inside my cunt."

With that said, she climbed on top of me and inserted my still semi-hard cock into the hole between her legs—the one I had only read about in sex-ed and biology. If I thought the oral sex with my Nana was good, her cunt took me to new heights, hardening my now somewhat sensitive cock back to its full length and rigidity.

Suddenly Nana screamed, quivered, shook, moaned, and collapsed on top of me. Her breathing came in gasps as she lay there. Soon, she started snoring and I knew she had fallen asleep with me still deeply implanted inside her cunt. My hips started moving of their own accord and twenty minutes later I left a load of my cum inside her before falling asleep myself, no longer a virgin. The last thing I remembered thinking was that I hoped Nana never lost that whiskey bottle.

When I woke up the following morning, Nana was still on top of me with my semi-hard cock still stuck in her cunt. Nature took its course and I started moving my hips forwards and backwards, fucking her while she slept. I figured that she started the fucking and I could continue it without feeling any guilt. My cock stiffened even more in the warmth and moistness of Nana's pussy and my hips started moving faster and faster. Nana stirred and opened her eyes looking into my face.

"Donny? What the fuck are you doing?"

"Just that, Nana. I'm fucking you."

"How did I get on top of you and how did you get your cock in my pussy?"

"Well, you passed out after you fucked me last night and I woke up with my hard cock deep inside you."

"I did? I don't remember even coming into your room."

"Yes, Nana, you sucked my cock until I spurted my cum into your mouth and then you put me inside your pussy and fucked me until I shot another load into you. You were pretty drunk last night. Your whiskey bottle should still be beside the bed."

"My God. I don't remember anything about last night. Don't stop! You feel so good inside me. Keep fucking me!"

Her hips started moving in time with my thrusts and she was soon groaning louder and louder. Then she stiffened just as the dam burst in my cock and I pushed as far as I could go inside her before I shot cum all over her insides. Once again, she collapsed on me and I could feel her small tits squished between us.

"I did this last night?"

"Yep."

"But you're my grandson! Why would I do that?"

"I don't know, but you took my virginity last night and I loved it. I still do. I love you, Nana."

"And, I love you, too. Oh, I have to get up and go pee." She lifted herself off me, grabbed her nightgown and started towards the door.

"Don't take too long, Nana. I've got to go, too."

"OK. It'll be just a second or two. Come on right behind me."

I got up, picked up the whiskey bottle from the floor, put it on my bedside table, and followed her into the bathroom. Nana sat down and I could see and hear her piss hit the bowl. She quickly wiped herself and let me have my piss.

"Donny, we have to talk about all this."

"I know. I just loved what happened last night and this morning. I want to do it again."

"Good. After my initial shock, I was hoping you would say that. Let's talk after we get some breakfast."

She dropped her nightgown on the bathroom floor and walked out the door. I debated on putting my pajamas back on and decided if Nana didn't need her nightgown, then I didn't need my pajamas.

As I walked into the kitchen, Nana was standing at the stove with her back turned towards me. I have to admit that I stared at her ass for quite some time, admiring how slim and trim she looked from the back.

"Well, are you just going to stand there staring at my ass or are you going to make the coffee?"

"I'll make the coffee."

"Good." She turned to look at me and said, "I see you are dressed for the occasion. I like what I see, but if I take the time to stare at what you've been hiding all this time, breakfast will be burned to a cinder."

Ham, eggs over-easy, and hashbrowns washed down with coffee went down very well that morning. We both had a second cup of coffee and sat there making google-eyes at each other for what seemed like an eternity.

"So why did you fuck me last night, Nana?"

"I got so horny yesterday and so drunk thinking about you, that I decided to do what I have been thinking about since you turned eighteen. The whiskey helped calm my nerves about the prospect of being rejected."

"I'd never have rejected you, Nana."

"I know that now, but last night I was hoping against all hope that you wouldn't turn me down. Now, we have to have some ground rules. First and foremost, nobody can find out that we are fucking each other—and there may be an exception to that rule. Second, either one of us can say no to sex. Finally, either one of us can start the sex with the other. OK?"

"So, as I understand it, we can fuck or not fuck as long as nobody knows we are or are not fucking."

"Right! I knew you'd be smart enough to catch on right away."

I reached over and fondled her small tits, pinching the nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. Nana moaned her appreciation and reached for my balls, caressing them as gently as I was caressing her tits.

"Donny, we have to stop for now. I've got a hairdressing appointment in about forty-five minutes and need to get washed, dressed, and out of here. I don't want to be late. Just don't play with yourself while I'm gone—save it for me, OK?"

"OK, Nana. I won't." I must have looked dejected or something.

"Donny, you

are

going to fuck me again when I get home, don't worry."

"OK." I smiled at that and all seemed to be good in my world and hers.

Twenty minutes later, Nana waltzed out the back door and drove off to keep her hair appointment. After she left, I had gotten dressed and had had time to think about all that had happened since last night and my cock started to get hard in my summer shorts. I remembered my promise to Nana and kept my hands off my fuck stick. Instead, I got out a video game on my computer and beat the first five levels without raising a sweat and hardly thinking about it.

After an hour or so, when I had reached level ten, I heard Nana's car and went to the living room to meet her. She'd had had her split ends tended to and had had a shampoo. I smelled the scent of lavender as I went up to kiss her on the lips. The kiss lasted a long time and there was plenty of tongue play involved starting with Nana invading my mouth. That was how I learned about French kissing from my grandmother.

Her clothes starting coming off in the living room and a line of her clothing led down the hallway into her bedroom. As she was shedding her clothes, mine were interspersed with them so that we both ended up naked on her double bed.

"I told you that you would get fucked when I got home. And, I am not drunk nor full of Dutch courage."

"You really want to fuck your grandson?"

"Yes."

"Does that make me a "grand" motherfucker?"

"Yes, and I like your pun. Put your cock in my pussy, Donny."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Don't 'ma-am' me, just do it!" So, I stuck my cock right up inside my grandmother's booty and started fucking her hard and fast."

"Slow down, boy. We have all afternoon to get where we are going." I slowed down which took some of the urgency to cum away. Thus, I learned that sex need not be hurried to enjoy. And, I found that Nana really knew her stuff when it came to sex. The sensations around my cock were exciting and wonderful for a nerd like me. No longer was sex merely "book learning," it was experience, too.

Our copulation lasted well over an hour before either of us were ready to orgasm. Nana came first, but I was right behind her, splashing my cum into her totally unprotected cunt.

"Can't you get pregnant, Nana"

"No chance of that. I'm not still having my period so it is not a possibility. Why?"

"I was just wondering. I mean, I'm shooting all kinds of sperm into you and I was worried that I might give you a baby you wouldn't want."

"What do you know about menopause, Donny?"

"Just what I learned I sex-ed. It's when a woman stops producing eggs and bleeding each month, right?"

"More or less. I stopped having my period two years ago so I stopped taking my birth control pills. I was forty-eight and, at the time, was worried I would be able to have babies until I died of old age. Then, my body said enough was enough and the periods stopped."

"Are you enjoying having sex with me, Nana?"

"God, yes! You're a fast learner and my cunt was getting mighty lonely for something to fill it. You turned eighteen at just the right time for me to fuck the living daylights out of you. Are you enjoying my cunt?"

"Fuck yes! I didn't know sex with somebody could feel so good. All I had done was jerk my cock when I felt the need. Now there's no need, is there?"

"Nope. You got me and I've got you, Donny, and together we are going to fuck for the rest of our lives. What do you say we order a pizza for supper?"

"Meat lovers, I hope."

"Is there any other kind of pizza?"

"Not for me."

"And, not for me. Now let me shake my booty into the bathroom and get all that spunk you filled me with cleaned out so I don't stink. The credit card is on the kitchen counter. Go ahead and order some wings, too."

"OK. I'll use my computer in my room to order."

"Go get to it then! And be sure you're dressed when the driver gets here. We don't want you showing that young girl what you have, do we?"

"Nope. Besides, she doesn't interest me."

"I've seen the way

she

looks at you—she's interested in you, just too shy to say anything to you. Besides, as of today I own that young cock of yours like you own my old cunt. And, don't you forget it!"

I chuckled as I picked up my scattered clothes, and Nana's clothing, on my way to my bedroom. I was feeling really good after an hour of fucking Nana's cunt. I took a shower in my own bathroom and ordered the pizza before getting dressed in an old T-shirt and a pair of gym shorts with nothing under them which is something I rarely did. Having sex with my grandmother was making me feel bold and totally grown up.

About a half an hour later, the pizza arrived and I paid attention to the girl who delivered it. She was looking at me with some interest showing in her blue eyes, so Nana was probably right with her assessment of the girl.

"Pizza's here, Nana!"

"I'll be right there." She waited until she heard the door close before she came out wearing only her birthday suit. Once again, I was enthralled by how well she had kept her tight body. There didn't seem to be an ounce of fat on her.

"Nana! And, you told me to be dressed for the pizza!"

"Well, now that it's here why don't you get out of those clothes so I can admire your body? Before she finished her question, I was as naked as she was and she took her time ogling my body paying special attention to my rigid cock and balls.

"You're ready to fuck this old lady again, aren't you?"

"See for yourself, Nana." She sat down beside me on the sofa, took a slice of pizza in one hand, and grabbed my cock with her free hand. As she ate her pizza, she slowly moved her hand up and down my cock, smearing the pre-cum all over the shaft. Soon, I was quivering and ready to blow my load all over her and the sofa.

"Nana, I' getting close."

"I'll stop then. I don't want you to cum all over me—I want it inside me and since we're still eating, there really is no way for that to happen right now. I just wanted you primed and ready to go when we're done with the pizza and wings."

I picked up another slice of pizza and started eating it one-handed, dropping my other hand between her legs and finding nirvana when I touched her hairy pussy.

"Oh, you don't want to finish our supper?"

"Turn-about is fair play, Nana. I want you just as ready for my cock as you want my cock to be ready for your cunt."

Nana smiled and nodded her head. I noticed that she spread her legs just a bit wider to allow me easier access to her charms. I fingered her furiously and then gently for the next five minutes or so. By that time, half our supper was in our bellies and we seemed to have other things than eating on our mind—or so I thought.

"Donny, I want you to do something for me."

"What, Nana?"

"I want you to eat my pussy."

"I-I-I don't know how to, Nana."

"That's OK. I'll teach you—call it on-the-job training. Will you do that for me?"

"I'll try to make you happy, you know that."

"Yes, I know that. Now get down on your knees between my legs."

Nana, showed me things that weren't even in my sex-ed text book which had dealt in generalities and not specifics. She told me where her clit was and that it was very sensitive. She had me lick it and I found the taste to be intoxicating. I loved licking it, but then she told me to suck on it like she had sucked on my cock. A couple of minutes later she stiffened and moaned her way through her first orgasm by her grandson's mouth. I have to admit, I was proud of myself—I had just eaten my first pussy and had obviously done a good job of it, judging from the results.