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Subject: {ASSM} {EZ} Grandpa and Me 3  (MC Inc Caution)
Date: Sat, 25 Nov 2000 21:10:13 -0500
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The attached work of fiction is intended to be entertainment for
adults in locations where it is legal.  If it is illegal in your
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Copyright November 2000 by E. Z. Riter.

E-mail address: ezriter@hotmail.com

Please!        Give me your comments!

Dear Reader, CAUTION.  Remember this is a wild MC tale with many
story codes starting with incest.  My thanks to Morgan for
editing and assistance.  E.Z.


GRANDPA AND ME

Chapter 3

Mom was naked on the bed.  Her eyes were closed.  Her legs were
up with her feet planted firmly on the mattress.  Sweat sheened
her skin, which had a faint red glow.  Her left hand held open
the lips of her pussy and her right middle finger was sloshing in
and out. She was moaning softly and her muscles were tightened
and relaxed rhythmically.

Grandpa stopped in the doorway to stare at her.

"Isn't she magnificent, Rick?  God, what a woman.  I've always
thought she'd be a hot, squirming creature if the sexual
repression she'd learned could be eliminated.  It has been now."

"You don't what it's been like living with her," I whispered.
"She's been so negative about sex and everything else, but she'd
prance around the house half naked and send me sexual signs, only
to freeze when I noticed."

"When Charlie said they had a lot of sex, I thought he meant once
or twice a week, not once a day.  Hell, that's not half bad."
Grandpa laughed.  "He said that she'd willingly have straight sex
in the dark and in their bed anytime, but nothing else.  And he
was never sure if she orgasmed . . .  like he couldn't warm her
up.  That's the reason he played around and the reason he left
her," Grandpa said.

"She's more than warm now.  She's burning up," I replied.

"You stay here and watch until it's your turn," Grandpa said.

Grandpa stripped off his clothes.  Okay, I'll admit it. I took a
long, hard look at his cock.  Guys do that, you know, whether
they admit it or not.  I'd seen more than a few in the locker
room.  Grandpa's cock looked like a telephone pole sticking out
of a briar patch, if you know what I mean.

Grandpa slipped in to stand by Mom.  He dragged one finger across
her erect, dusky pink nipple.  She shivered all over and her eyes
popped open.  She giggled and wrapped her fingers around his cock
which dangled in her face.

"Oh, Karl, is this for me?" she asked coquettishly.

"All for you, sweet pussy.  Why don't you see how good it
tastes?"

I was so hard tears rolled down my face as she growled deep in
her throat before she sucked his cock between her lips.  I had to
bite my lip to keep from screaming.  I've heard of guys cuming
from watching other people and I wondered if that was going to
happen to me.

"Are you on birth control?" he asked.

"I use a diaphragm and I have it in," she answered.  "I'm ready
for you."

`I get to fuck her. Oh, thank you, God, thank you,' I thought.
When Grandpa slipped two fingers up her, removed her diaphragm,
and tossed it aside, I though I'd cry.

"I'll get pregnant," Mom whispered.

"Yes, you will, sweet pussy.  I want to see you waddling around
with my baby inside you."

Mom giggled and she stroked his cock.

"You just want to see my boobs bloated with milk, you dirty old
man.  I saw the way you looked at me when I was nursing Rick."

"Why did you stop nursing so soon?" he asked.

"My breasts hurt.  They ached from all that milk.  That's why I
had the doctor give me a shot right after Rick was born to make
it dry up."

"Don't worry, sweet pussy, I know what to do with all that milk,"
he said gently.

"I'll bet you do," she said.  "Come make me pregnant, Karl."

She pulled her legs up and wide with her arms inside them to
welcome Grandpa between them.  For the spilt second before he
blocked my view, I could see a pinkish red, engorged pussy
glistening with wetness.

But what I wanted to see was her face.  I wanted to see the
ecstasy there.  What I got to see was Grandpa's hairy ass.

"I want your cock, Karl," she whimpered as she grabbed it to pull
him into her.

When he jammed it into the hilt, she orgasmed.

`Come on, Grandpa, shoot in her so I can have my turn,' I thought
as he pounded Mom's pussy.  `Now, Grandpa.  Then let me have
her.'  But he didn't.

Grandpa lasted a long time before he pinned her knees beside her
ears with his hands around her ankles.  He drove his cock deep
into her and growled as his ass tightened.  I'd lost track of the
number of times Mom had cum.

My cock throbbed as he collapsed on her.  Damn, I wanted her, but
I waited.  When Grandpa rolled to the side, he grinned and
motioned me toward them.  I stumbled forward like Frankenstein
and began stripping off my clothes.  Grandpa took Mom's chin in
his hand and pulled her head toward him.

"Listen to me, Vicki," he said quietly but firmly.  "I want you
to suck my friend."

"Of course, Karl.  You know I'm obedient and I want to please
you, but I'm so tired right now," she murmured.

"You can do it.  I want you to suck Rick."

"Rick?" she gasped.  "My son, Rick?"

"Yes, that Rick."

"That's incest.  Dirty, vile incest," she giggled.

"Do you like that?"

"It's so perverted and wicked."  She was wiggling all over
thinking about it.

"And you'll love it, won't you?"

"I will, but, Karl, aren't you going to let him fuck me?" she
said petulantly.  Her lower lip stuck out in a mock pout.

"Not without birth control.  You're my little baby factory, not
his."

"Oh, all right, but can I fuck him later if I promise I'll wear
my diaphragm?"

"Of course, sweet pussy, but only when I give you permission.
Right now, I want you to suck his cock."

Her face showed up at me, glowing in ready sexuality.  Her hair
was damp, her skin cooling as her sweat dried.  She slipped off
the bed, wrapped her arms around me and pressed her body hard
into mine.  My cock slipped between her thighs and she trapped it
there.

When she gazed up at me, a wild, sensual twinkle radiated from
her eyes.  Her pussy hairs tickled my crotch and Grandpa's cum
oozed out of her on me.  I squeezed her ass cheeks with both
hands and held her against me.

"Momma's been teasing you, Ricky, trying to get you to take me
because I've wanted your cock in me.  I've been a bad girl,
haven't I?"

"You have been a bad girl, Mom, but you're going to be a good
girl for me now."

"I like being a bad girl.  I like teasing you, honey.  I like
seeing your hard cock trying to burst out of your pants and the
little vein in your forehead throb."  She dragged her nails down
my ass cheeks.  "Karl said he's going to let you fuck me.  I can
hardly wait."

She kissed me with her tongue down my throat.

"Are you really fucking all those girls?" she asked.

"Sure, Mom, but none of them are as good looking or sexy as you."

She grinned lewdly.  "And none of them are as good in bed as I'll
be, Ricky, but, right now, I want to suck you," she whispered.

She slipped to her knees on the floor.  I loved looking down into
her smiling, sexy face, and seeing the desire in her eyes.

"What a big cock you have, Ricky.  So big and hard and purple.
Does it want me?"

Her fingers were wrapped around the shaft and she licked the
underside of the head.  I grabbed her head and thrust my hips,
but she let my cock slip over her closed lips.

"What's your hurry?" she asked as her eyes twinkled up at me.

"Rick, put your hands down and let her do all the work," Grandpa
said.

"Grandpa," I whined in protest.

He grinned at me and leaned back on the bed.  "It'll be sweet
torture," he said with a laugh. "Didn't I program you to be in
control?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Then do it."

I took a deep breath and let it out as Mom cupped my balls in one
hand.  She pulled on the sack.

"Look, Ricky.  I'm a little squirrel and I love nuts," Mom
twittered.  She licked my ball sac and nibbled at the edge.  Then
she sucked it into her mouth.

I let Mom work her magic until my breath came in short gasps,
sweat covered me and every muscle ached from the tension.  I
couldn't stand it anymore.  I wanted to cum in Mom's mouth.

"I want to cum now, Mom," I said.  My voice sounded strangled.

"Oh, good, Ricky.  Give me your sweet juice," she replied.

Time seemed to be in slow motion.  I could feel each bit of cum
racing through my cock and the squeezing of my muscles driving it
onward.  I saw each nuance of expression on Mom's face as she
felt me fill her up and the tears slowly slip from her eye as she
choked on the first shot.

A drop of cum oozed out of her mouth and fell on her breast.  Her
tongue snaked over her lips as I sagged from my orgasm.

"It tastes better than chocolate," Mom whispered throatily.

Grandpa helped her to her feet and pushed her back on the bed.
Mom retrieved my cum from her breast and licked it from her
finger.

 "Sleep now, Vicki.  Sleep and rest.  Dream of me fucking you.
You know you're my woman.  Pleasing and obeying me makes you
happy," Grandpa said.

He kissed her gently before leading me from the room.


To be continued

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