Granny Bang Part II

Part II – Gramma starts acting as sexy as she is dressed

Well, my cock had started to grow and get hard as she was talking and I was looking at her sexy clothes that made her look even better than naked, so I didn’t hear her question the first time. I was rubbing my hand up and down my own cock, through my pants, seeing the picture of her and Grandpa fucking and playing with fuck toys. So Gramma reached over and shook my shoulder, hard. She always was strong, although she was little and didn’t look like she could be.

“Eddie, you listening to what I’m saying?”

“Yes, ma’am!”

“Well, I asked you a question!”

“Huh?”

“I asked if you noticed that I don’t have any hair on my pussy.” She sounded almost mad.

“Oh, uh, well, uh, yeah, I noticed,” was all I could choke out at the moment. I suddenly remembered that she was my own mom’s mom, and my cock decided it better get soft again, in a hurry.

“Your grandpa insisted that he see my bare pussy lips whenever he wanted,” she went on. “And sometimes he even liked to watch me shave myself. I had to be very careful when he watched me shave, ’cause I’d get to shaking, with thinking about him fucking me hard, and I didn’t want to cut myself. I shaved myself again this morning for you, Eddie. Do you know what that means?”

My cock was beginning to think about fucking and not remembering who it was thinking about, and it was getting longer and harder again, seeing bare pussy, just covered by some threads, and her bare legs above her stockings, bare all the way up to her hips.

“Uh, well, . . no, I’m not sure what you mean, Gramma.” I wasn’t usually this nervous talking about, or thinking about sex, ’cause I’ve been fucking Becca since I met her about 2 years ago, and she hasn’t been my only girlfriend, if you know what I mean. I’ve been fucking, at least occasionally, since I was sixteen. But all the girls I fucked were my age, and my head was kinda spinning with what I was hearing and thinking and seeing with my Gramma.

“It means I want you to fuck me, Grandson. That’s what it means. Now don’t pretend that you don’t like the idea. I can see you have a nice big cock and I can see it is growing so big that it is almost to bust those jeans wide open. You want to fuck me, and I’m wanting very badly to be fucked, so that seems to me to be a pretty good bargain for both of us.”

“Yes, ma’am!” I was finally understanding where all this was leading, and, yes, my cock liked the idea. My head was liking the idea, too. I mean, it was kinda kinky thinking about fucking my own Gramma, but it was good and hot thinking too. So I stood up and opened my fly and reached in my shorts and pulled out my cock, right while I was sitting there. My Gramma watched me do it, and she got a big smile when she saw the size of it.

“I knew you were big like your Grandpa. I knew it for years, and I told your Grandpa about it, too. I told him that when he was gone I was going to get some fucking from your big, healthy, young cock. He thought that was just a fine idea. In fact, talking about it made him hard for the first time in months, and we had a really good fucking that day. He made me come a lot, and then he put one of the toys in my pussy and he fucked my ass at the same time. Did you ever fuck a girl in the ass, Eddie?”

“No, Gramma. No, I never did. But I wanted to. Is that what you want me to do?”

“I want you to fuck my pussy first, young man, and fuck it good, until I come 2 or 3 times and my juice is running down your cock and onto the bed. That’s for starters. Do you think you can do that?”

“Yes I can!” I said, and I stood up, walked over to where Gramma was sitting, put my fingers around her nipples and started to pinch them and pull up on them. That made my cock really jump, and it also pulled my Gramma up out of her seat. I grabbed her waist, which was really tiny, and sort of threw her on the bed and climbed on up after her.