The Volcano Game, Part 3
Friday morning, Justin rushed out first thing in the morning to go to class again, but did give his grandmother a smile and a quick kiss on the cheek goodbye. He mentioned that he would be home for dinner, but had a lot to do tonight with his friends. Diane was left to spend the day with her racy book and porn videos, finding way too much time to masturbate as her mind kept returning to her and Justin's activities over the past week.
Surprisingly, her fantasies were no longer fettered by the immorality of incest. It actually made it all the more exciting. The vision of him, of his cock, of his orgasms... the orgasms that she gave him... excited her. She knew they only had two more nights together but there was still one more thing she wanted... one more thing she absolutely needed... before she left for home.
She needed to feel him inside her. She needed to feel him slide his big, hard cock into her pussy. She needed to feel him driving it into her again and again, stretching her pussy wide open. And she had to find a way to make that happen.
Justin wasn't able to come home for dinner on Friday, having too much fun running around with his friends, but he did call. And when he came home late, he rushed through his chores and some of his homework while Diane watched TV before he went to bed. Even as she lay in bed, she plotted how to get into bed with him. So many seduction plans, scenarios... fantasies... ran through her mind, but she needed the perfect one.
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By the time Saturday night came around, Diane knew her window was rapidly closing. She had to have Justin and his parents were coming home early in the afternoon tomorrow. Luckily, she convinced him to stay and watch a movie with her that night, to celebrate the end of their time together.
As Justin sat down on the couch and brought up their movie streaming services, Diane made popcorn, then slipped onto the couch next to him. It was already after 9pm, so they were both wearing their sleepwear, with Diane again in her long, black, satin robe. This time, though, feeling even more naughty, she wasn't even wearing panties. She was completely naked under the thin black satin. She felt so naughty. Already excited from anticipation, with every move and squeeze of her thighs, she felt the wetness between her legs.
"What about that one?" she said, as a title rolled by on the list of movies.
"What one?"
"Uh... that one. No, one up. 'Good Luck to You, Leo Grande'" she said as Justin moved the on-screen cursor to it.
"I dunno. You really want to watch a romantic comedy?" he asked, looking at her as if she was crazy, obviously not a fan.
"Maybe." She quickly read the short description and it intrigued her even more. It was a movie about an older woman, a retired schoolteacher, who, after a lifetime of never having good sex, decided to experience everything that she'd missed with a young, mysterious, male sex worker. "Ugh... it's got a ninety-four percent Rotten Tomatoes score... that sounds bad."
"No... it's weird but that would actually be a good score," Justin chuckled.
"Ok, if you say so," she giggled. "Then... I pick that one. And it's my choice because I'm the guest in the house."
"Ok, ok," he chuckled holding his hands up in surrender. "I guess I'm game."
As the movie played, Diane first laid her head against Justin's shoulder, snuggling together, eating popcorn. As the movie progressed, however, she laid down on the couch with her feet up, her head laying on his stomach, her hand relaxing idly on his thigh. The moving clock, moving closer and closer to when she'd have to have him, and the movie plot made her more and more excited and it didn't take long for her eyes to drift down from the TV to see the bulge of his cock beneath his pajama bottoms. She could feel her mouth water, knowing it was right there... so close... so available.
Justin's hand was around her, resting on her arm at first, but when she lay down, his hand rested on her side. She could feel his hand move, slowly drifting down to her stomach, then sliding higher towards her breasts, gliding slowly and softly over her thin, satin robe as the movie progressed.
She stroked his thigh, slowly moving her hand higher and higher, until it bumped against his growing shaft. At the same time, she could feel his hand gently stroking the bottom of her breast, making her nipples throb. Her heart was pounding and she was breathing faster with desire and need as his fingers found and rolled her nipple between them. Her hand curled over his cloth-covered cock and she gently stroked it through his pajama bottoms.
Justin was breathing as hard as she was and he was having a difficult time sitting still. She felt his hips move, pressing up into her hand and back, almost as if he was fucking her hand. Diane moved her head lower, resting it lower and lower on his abdomen, ever closer to his cock. She wanted it in her mouth so badly.
"You're so hard," she whispered.
"Yeah," he moaned. "I am. You're driving me crazy."
"Want to play a new game?"
"What... what's that?" he asked.
She smiled and slipped her mouth down and kissed his cock through his pajama bottoms, slipping out of his hands, as she stood. She took two steps away from the couch and turned to face him. Both of her hands fell to the belt holding her robe closed and untied the simple knot. The material parted, slightly revealing her completely naked body beneath before she slid it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
"This game," she whispered, standing before him, completely naked.
"Holy shit!" he gasped. "This is crazy."
"Is this what you wanted?" she asked as she grabbed her breasts in her hands and squeezed them.
"Hell yes!"
Diane watched him as her breasts seemed to mesmerize him. She bounced them in her hands, jiggling them for his pleasure. "These are what gotcha, aren't they?" she smiled.
"Yeah... oh my God," he panted. "Holy shit! They're so awesome."
She slid one hand between her legs and slid her fingers over her overheated pussy. "You know I want everything from you tonight, right?"
"Everything?" he asked, his eyes opening so wide.
She nodded and smiled. "Mmhmm... tonight is the last time I have you all to myself. Do you want to play my game?"
"Oh, fuck yes!" he said excitedly.
Diane slowly dropped to her knees in front of him, a foot from the couch. She grabbed his loose pajama bottoms and pulled as if trying to take his bottoms off. He quickly hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his pants and pushed as he lifted his hips off the couch, working with his grandma to take them off. She tossed them aside then crawled forward, her eyes locked on his growing erection as she smiled.
"Mmhmm," she whispered, shaking her head slowly in disbelief. She was amazed every time she saw his erection. It was just so beautiful. She wrapped her hand around it and lifted it, slightly stroking it. "Mmhmm... you want me to play with that cock?"
"Yeah... fuck... please," he whispered as her hand slid up and down his rapidly growing shaft.
She giggled softly as her hand jerked him for a moment, then she leaned forward and slid her mouth over the head, sucking on it. "Mmm," she whispered, her tongue slithering around it as if to feel every ridge and crevice. She was enjoying the feel and the taste of him in her mouth as her tongue swirled under the head, knowing that was a wonderfully sensitive spot. Her hand slid up and down beneath her mouth and she looked up to see him intently, excitedly, watching her.
She licked and kissed his shaft from the base to the tip again and again, enjoying him fully while he watched. "What a nice... big... cock," she whispered.
