Truer Than Some?

As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.

This story is in a similar vein to some of my previous submissions. Most of the events have some amount of truth to them but there is exaggeration and muddled timelines and more truths. Some of the events occurred with other people, not relatives, and have been woven into this tale. Some are entirely fictional. I'll leave it to you, the reader, to decide what is what.

The names have been changed to protect the not so innocent.

Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego.

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Nan shifted her position so that she was angled towards me rather than facing me flatly. I looked up to see if my comment had somehow offended her only to find that my mother's lips had replaced mine on Nan's mouth. I could see that their tongues were very busy.

It was no shock when Mom's hand joined mine on her mother's ass. It did not remain there for long as it drifted up my back far enough for her to force my mouth tighter against Nan's boobs. I nipped and nibbled my grandmother's tits, concentrating on her thick nipples.

Out of nowhere, Mom exclaimed, "Fuck!"

I looked up to see her looking over her shoulder. Mom's husband, Larry, had woken up, forcing an end to this encounter.

I managed to make it to a bed that night, still drunk though, and slept the sleep of the dead. I awoke the next day with morning wood and my hand with a tight grip on my best friend. My cock, not Chuck. LOL. I looked down to wish my friend good morning only to find out it was not my hand on my dick.

In fact, the hand belonged to my mother. While I was still sleeping she had perched herself on the side of my bed, reached under the sheet into my boxers, and began jerking me off. Mom looked up and smiled at me when she realized I was awake.

"Good morning, baby," she said to me.

After shaking the cobwebs out of my head, I replied in kind.

"Look what I found," said Mom in a playful manner. "It was just lying around untended. I felt sorry for him," she said while giving my cock a solid squeeze.

Hearing a slight noise, I looked to the door and saw that my grandmother was watching her daughter abusing her grandson's dick. She was smiling as well as she also wished me a good morning. I nodded and smiled back.

She had rendered me speechless. Standing there was my forty something grandmother wearing a nearly sheer boobtube, obviously without a bra. She was wearing tight, tight shorts which put her mound on display as well as black stilettoes.

With all three of us having heeded the niceties of the day, I did not have a clue as to what I should do next. I wanted to stare at my grandmother but my mother had other ideas.

Mom bared my hard staff to the world by shoving the sheet away and pulling my boxers down with her other hand. She never stopped slowly jerking the skin of my staff up down and around.

Nan broke the silence, "Someone's day is off to a good start."

Mom giggled. Her hand never left my staff. Her grip on my prick changed as she stroked it in a corkscrew fashion. I knew my mother's intention was to make me cum and she was succeeding. I could feel my dick swelling as the semen worked its way up from my testicles.

I was fighting it, I did not want to cum so quickly. My mother jacking me off was the hottest scene I had ever imagined and I did not want it to end. I wanted to touch my mother. I wanted my hands on her body. On her tits, her ass, on any part of her I could reach. As I was beginning to stretch my arm out to her, we were interrupted.

"Muriel," yelled Larry from downstairs. "There's no coffee." The sonuvabitch could be a professional cock blocker.

Mum called back as my cock spontaneously slumped over, "Coming, dear."

She let go her hold on my shaft, giving it a final squeeze as she climbed off the bed.

"Later, baby," said my mother as she walked across the room wriggling her ass. At the door, she whispered something to my grandmother. Nan nodded and smiled.

My grandmother gave me a sexy smile as she sauntered over to me.

"Did you like what your mother was doing to you?" she asked with a grin on her face.

I really had no clue as to how to answer the question. What would an appropriate answer be? Should I admit to my grandmother how close I was to cumming due to her daughter's manipulation of my dick?

It seemed that Nan really did not expect an answer or even want one for that matter.

"She asked me to finish you up," she said.

Nan knelt on the floor next to the bed. My cock still lay uncovered and across my thigh. My hard on was lacking though. My grandmother said nothing as she wrapped her hand around my dick. It only took me a second to get over the shock and for my prick to begin hardening again.

I came to the conclusion that my grandmother had taught my mother how to handle a cock. She wrapped her hand around me, beginning to corkscrew her hand up and down the hardening shaft. In almost no time at all, my rod was as hard as it had been moments earlier in Mom's hand.

Nan leaned in, her head lowered, and she caught my nipple between her lips. She gave it a good tug before moving across my body to nip at the other one. I had never had a woman do this to me before. It was sort of an uncomfortable feeling but not painful.

Nan lifted her head to mine. With lips parted and tongue leading the way, she positioned herself to kiss me. It was not just one kiss. My grandmother began to make out with me. I was, of course, a willing participant.

With her hand still performing the corkscrew on my dick, I turned partway towards her not wanting her hand to leave the treasure it was jacking. Moving, however, allowed me to reach far enough to grip her soft boob.

The kisses were powerful soul kisses. Nan was a good kisser and I was positive simply kissing her would make me hard even without her hand on my staff. Her tongue was performing a corkscrew motion of its own but around my tongue. Her lips were so soft and mashed tightly against mine.

It was simply too much for me. Semen was pushing its way up my staff, ejaculation was not going to be postponed any longer. I pulled my mouth away from Nan.

"I'm going to cum, Nan," I announced.

Smiling at me, she pushed me away so that my rod was standing tall again. Still smiling, my grandmother leaned down, held my cock still, and swallowed my little head. That was it. I was cumming. Cumming into my grandmother's sucking mouth.

As the first ropes shot into her mouth, she swallowed me whole. I would never have guessed my grandmother could or would deep throat me letting my cum fill her mouth. The more I ejaculated, she was forced to pull her head up again. I was still cumming when she had only the tip of my cock left in her mouth. I could see her throat moving as she swallowed my semen. I kept exploding into her mouth, the amount of semen not decreasing, and she kept swallowing.

Finally, I was done. Realizing this, Nan pulled her lips away from my dick making a popping sound. I fell back, my lungs heaving for air. This woman had drained my balls as well as left me breathless. She lay her head on my chest struggling for breath herself.

"That was wonderful!" I exclaimed. "I have never had my cock sucked so well before! Nan, you're terrific!"

She moved her lips close to mine again and we kissed. It didn't bother me that I could probably taste my cum in her mouth.

"Maybe you can return the favour, Rick?" she asked.

"I would love to eat your pussy, Nan."

Once again, there was an interruption. Chuck stood at the door. He cleared his throat as he looked down on us. Then, my best friend walked away.

We three met up some time later. I had taken a shower while Nan waited patiently for me. Once out of the shower, we shared the pleasure of my grandmother drying me off.

Drying me off led to her pushing me down over the counter and rimming me. Nan's tongue was good for many things obviously. This was also something new to me. Girls my age were extremely reluctant to get involved with anything of an anal nature and the one older woman I had been with shared the same feeling.

I was nervous as Nan pried my cheeks apart. Her tongue licked up and down the crack of my ass. By the time she completed her first lick, my rod was stiffening. I felt the pressure of Nan's face pressing hard against my ass. Not knowing what to expect, the feeling of her tongue pushing its way into my asshole was almost enough to make me cum right there and then.

I did not cum but I do not recall ever being so hard before in my short sexual life. I felt my balls tightening as my semen began to move. Nan's tongue was spearing in and out of my asshole. I was sure I would be exploding soon. But, exploding where? I was already spoilt, not wanting to waste my cum on the vanity counter.

I wanted a hole. Obviously I wanted one of my grandmother's holes since she was the woman with her tongue in my asshole. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to fuck my grandmother right there and then.

And, yes, another distraction occurred. We heard footsteps on the stairway from the house's main level. Nan did not allow the distraction to effect the rimming she was giving me. Unfortunately, it did cause my staff to flag.

"Where are they, Muriel?" called out Larry to my mother downstairs.

"I don't know where Mum is," said my Mom. "I heard the shower running a few minutes ago. That was probably Rick."

A knocking on the door ensued.

"Rick?"

I cleared my throat before answering. "Yes?"

"Are you almost done in there? I want to take you and Chuck out for a few beers."

"Cool," I replied. "I'll be out shortly. Just have to finish drying off."

By this point, I had no hard on remaining. Nan had felt the mood passing as well. She straightened her dishevelled clothes while I dressed. When we were both, my grandmother gave me an un-grandmotherly kiss on the lips before we opened the door to the world.

Downstairs, I found Chuck sitting by himself on the patio already nursing a beer. He raised his glass in a toast as I pulled out a chair in order to join him. Along the way outside I had paused long enough to pour myself a coffee. It was far too early for beer in my mind.

"Where is everyone?" I asked my best friend.

"Your mother and Larry went to the grocery store. He said we would go out for beer when he came back."

"Okay. And Nan?"

"I assumed she was with you," said Chuck with a chortle in his voice.

"I haven't seen her in a while," I said. "I was in the shower."

Chuck looked around the yards to make sure there was no one close enough to overhear our conversation.

Then, "Man, your grandmother is the best cocksucker I have ever been with."

"Of course she is. She's the only woman who has sucked your cock," I said as I laughed.

"Well...she sucked my cock so well the other night, I couldn't get it out of my mind. I have jerked off a half a dozen times since then remembering my cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Man!"

"I have had my cock sucked and you know by who. I always thought that woman was really good at sucking cock."

"I bet your Nan is better, though."

"Fuckin right she is, dude. Nan has to be the absolute best cocksucker around."

For the second time, I avoided telling my best friend of my playtime with my mother. I was confused about why it seemed to be alright to discuss my grandmother's sexual proclivities, absent the rimjob, yet my mother seemed to be off limits in my mind.

It obviously was not the incest factor since that would have negated Nan being an open topic. Since I did not have a mother present for most of my life, thinking about her was a new thing for me. Perhaps it was just that she was so new that I wanted to keep our developing relationship to myself for the time being.

Both of us relaxed, smiles on our faces, allowing the conversation to drift into silence. I do not know about Chuck but I nodded off for a while enjoying the warm sun on my face.

There were a group of people watching me when I woke up, still at the table. I was startled to find them all watching me. I did the slow wake up thing before my eyes popped in surprise. The others laughed their asses off at me.

"We've been waiting for you to wake up so we could go out," said Larry.

"Ohh, umm, ah, yeah," I managed to say as the sleepiness wore off.

"Get your ass in gear," joshed my buddy Chuck. "We're going to a strip joint."

When our destination soaked into my sleep, I glanced at Nan and Mom to see what their reaction was to Chuck's announcement. Both were nodding and smiling. That left me no objection since they seemed without objections themselves.

Soon enough, the three of us found ourselves at what was apparently Larry's favourite hangout. The town my family lived in was apparently very loose in terms of moderating the activities occurring in strip parlours. It was sort of a "don't tell" zone.

Also, you need to keep in mind that back in the day, there were few things that were out of bounds with a working girl. STD's were all pretty much cured with penicilin in that age. Taboos were more a matter of personal judgement.

The common drinking room followed the traditional no touching rules and prohibited total nudity. Yet the girls were allowed creativity when determining what clothing, and I use the term loosely, determined whether they were totally nude or not.

Then there was the so called champagne room. Clothing was completely optional in there. Touching, whether by male or female, was totally tolerated. Enforcing nudity and no touching laws in here would mean much of the city's police force would leave disappointed.

Larry did not hesitate, taking us right through the common room to the champagne room. There was no real champagne served in the club. Instead, there was a hundred dollar cover charge. For the three of us, I assumed since I could not fathom Larry paying out a hundred bucks for each of us. Turns out he paid the hundred for me and Chuck but not himself.

Larry picked out the two women that Chuck and I were going to enjoy. He told us to take our time with the women as they were ours to play with for two hours. There was no woman for him. Hmm. Odd.

I was quite surprised that the two dancers he chose for Chuck and I looked amazingly like younger versions of Mom and Nan. But, much younger though as these two women were less than twenty years old. And, extremely hot.

Since there was no rush, the girls sat down with Chuck and me allowing us all to have a drink. Tired of beer, I had a gin and tonic for a change. Daphne and I began to chat, getting to know one another. Truth be told, I was not interested in getting to know anything about her except for her body.

She really did look like a much younger version of my mother. Wearing a string bikini as she was, I saw that she had firm, perky tits but equally as small as Mom's. And, also like Mom, her pussy was shaved completely bare. I was turned on almost immediately and wondering what the limits to our encounter would be.

"I see that you like my tits," said Daphne as she moved the strings covering her nipples out of the way.

"I do," I said.

"A lot of times, I am the last dancer the guys pick because of my itty bitty titties."

"I'm glad you were the first pick today," I said.

"Oh, Larry always picks me and Shirley," she pointed out.

"I guess he likes fucking you two the best. You must be very good at it."

In my mind, there were two directions to my statements. One was to discover if I was going to be fucked today and, secondly, why Larry always chose to fuck a woman who looks like his wife. I was curious since, although I had not fucked her, it seemed like Mom had virtually no limits to her sexuality.

"I am a very good fuck," said Daphne, "but he never fucks me. Or anyone for that matter. He always comes in with a couple of guys and they get fucked. Not him."

Now, that was intriguing. Did that mean he wanted to watch my mother being fucked by another man? Was that Mom's limit? No public performances?

While I was pondering this, my eyes were locked on Daphne's itty bitties as she called them. Pointing straight out, her areolae covered almost all of her tits. And, her nipples were thick, hard, and long enough to satisfy any man. They were also much more prominent than Mom's.

"Can I touch your titties?" I asked.

"Sure, you can do anything you like for the next hour and three quarters," she responded.

As I started to feel her up, my staff fully hard by now, Larry climbed to his feet, walked around me, and sat back down between Chuck and me. Since I had been so focussed on Daphne, I had not been paying any attention to Chuck and his "date".

They were moving things along much faster than Daphne and I. His girl, Shirley, was already on her knees and introducing herself to Chuck's cock. Larry, sitting right beside them, was staring at the girl sucking Chuck's cock. I guess he also had a thing about watching Nan perform.

Daphne saw me looking at her friend and mine. "Do you want me to suck your cock now?" she asked.

"I would like you to dance for me first," I said.

"Sure," said Daphne as she climbed to her feet. I assumed she would wait for the next song to begin playing but she jumped right in, finding her rhythm immediately.

It certainly did not take long for Daphne to lose her bikini. She did continue dancing, rubbing her body parts over me. I glanced quickly to the side to see that Chuck and Shirley were still engaged in his cock being sucked. And Larry was still watching intently.

As Daphne's dancing continued, I would glance to the side from time to time. I found it odd that Larry was watching Chuck's cock being sucked so intently. Actually, the odd part was that he was not checking out Daphne's body at all. If he liked watching public demonstrations of two women who look similar to his wife and mother in law, I would have thought his head would have been on a swivel.

I could not, of course, stay focussed on my mother's husband. Not with a hot young girl rubbing her body against mine. Daphne, my mom's young lookalike, started at her top and worked her way down.

Just like Mom, she was a good kisser. I know you are not supposed to kiss a hooker but I did not really care at this point. Her lips, soft and with a permanent pout to them, were as warm and welcoming as Mom's. Once inside her mouth, my tongue was as active as hers, both swizzling around the other.

The way we were positioned I was able to look over her shoulder at the other three people in our group. Shirley and Chuck were fully focussed on each other. So was Larry. Still not looking in our direction. Maybe he had a bigger letch for his mother in law rather than Mom.

Daphne slithered down my body until her tits were in my mouth. There was absolutely no way I could refuse those nipples. With my hands squeezing her titties, my mouth was fully occupied by her nipples.

Except for a few glances in Larry's direction. He was still ignoring Daphne's body. Perhaps it was too similar to Mom's body and he saw it as often as he wished.

By this time, I was still working Daphne's nipples. I would nip and nibble at them. I was only using my lips and teeth on her, leaving my hands free to discover the wonders of her ass. She was actually small enough, smaller than Mom that way, for me to grab both her cheeks with one hand. That left me free to fondle one tit and her ass at the same time.

Still no Larry. I became curious as to how far Daphne and I could go before he would pay attention to us the way he was with Chuck and Shirley.