Grandma's By James Bellamy
Chapter 7 -- Wild Party
Jeff arriving home from school, found Isabel taking a
nap on the couch in the Room. Without waking
her, he sat down to open the mail in the large over-
stuffed chair nearby, affording him a view of his
Grandmother's thighs and the entrapped in the
narrow crease between the opulent twin mounds of her
bottom. She was facing the back of the couch with one
leg pulled up and her short skirt hiked up over her
hips. The position enhanced the beautiful curve of
her hips so golden under the sheer to the waist
pantyhose molding her so invitingly. Jeff sat quietly
enjoying the view, remembering the warmth that was his
when he snuggled up to those generous buttocks in the
middle of the occasional nights they spent comforting
each other erotically. "It's been, let's see, four
times in the past couple of months -- counting the
experience when Auntie Ell had joined them in bed for
an unbelievable Menage et Trois.
Jeff was having a terrible time controlling himself in
this process of education his Gram and her girlfriend
had embarked upon. Taken together with the erotic
content of his Psych class on the subject, he was
spending most of his waking hours and quite a few of
his sleeping hours in a serious state of arousal. He
had discovered the meaning of Nirvana!
He had a storehouse of experiments which needed to be
tried out in their "laboratory" sessions. The trouble
was, that the seemed to have more ideas of their
own. Isabel stirred and moved her legs again,
stretching and showing a broader expanse of than
before.
"Ahem!" Jef muttered, and then again, a little
louder: "Gram!"
"Oh, my, hello Jeff honey, ready for dinner, eh? I
better get going.' She stretched and turned toward
him, exposing her crotch, the center seam of the
pantyhose emphasizing the crease and pulling her
panties deep into the line of her lips. "Oh,
sorry, sweet heart, I'm all exposed!" She laughed and
pulled her legs neatly around to put her feet together
on the floor. She slipped into the high-heeled pumps
waiting by the front of the couch and stood up,
shaking her skirt into place. "there, that's better,
isn't it?" she smiled and bent to kiss his cheek..
"Uh ...... no, not really," he grinned, returning her
kiss.
"Hey, hey, calm down!!" she joked and poked his
shoulder. "You could turn a girls' head! ------ "Oh,
by the way, El wants to know if we can kidnap you to
be our chaperone us on an adventure she has in mind?"
"Yeessssss?" he asked.
"She read an article in a magazine about a sexy
Artists' Costume Ball in San Francisco and wants to go
......... but she's afraid to go alone ....... So,
want to chaperone us two for a little fun? By the
way, Ell has enough airline miles for three tickets."
Isabel stood smiling at him across the kitchen island,
expectantly.
"Really? ........... uh .... Well, ....... I don't
know much ....uh, ......about that sort of ......
thing. How much help will I be?"
"Oh, Jeffy, we'll think of something, I'm sure!! So
.... Now, what do you say?"
His sexy grandma smiled sexily and pulled her skirt up
'til he could just see the crotch of her again
and wriggled seductively. "Ellen told me to see if my
new from our shopping spree would entice you,
what do you think?"
"Sure, sure, of course, I'm just not sure you wouldn't
have more fun without me!", Jeff protested weakly, not
wanting to be left out, really.
So, on Thursday they were off, sitting three abreast
on a plane heading for San Francisco. Jeff was in the
middle with his totally out of control partners in
crime teasing him from both sides. After finishing
their limit of drinks they had flirted shamelessly and
successfully with neighboring traveling businessmen
for a few more. There may be a little gray in their
hair, but they certainly had no trouble getting male
attention. Jeff thought as they settled down finally
and asked for blankets and pillows.
Covered in the blankets, Jeff felt Aunt Ell's hand
slide into his lap from his left bringing him to an
aroused state already. She smiled at him and then
pulled his hand into her lap. He could feel the
warmth of her thigh through the nylon of her stocking.
He spread his hand. Enjoying the feel of the nylon
stretched taut across her thigh. She squeezed his
hand between her thighs and smiled again into his
eyes, as she pulled his hand firmly higher, sliding
her skirt before him.
Jeff thought about the pleasure it would be to spread
her legs and nuzzle against the sweetness of her
crotch. Holding his hand against her pussy, Ellen
closed her eyes contentedly and fell asleep, a smile
still on her face and the taste of the last Grande
Marnier on her lips.
They were staying at the Westin and the
excitedly planned shopping for their sexy costumes the
next day, including Jeff as part of the excursion.
'Me? I can't go into those places with you? I'd
never stop blushing!" Jeff protested.
Nevertheless, the next morning they insisted and Jeff
found wandering with them into the nearby Frederick's
of Hollywood store, feeling terribly out of place and
certain that his face was crimson as the two woman
held up sexy undies for him to pass judgement on.
They were having a good time already, and the sales
girls had begun to get into the swing of their
laughter at Jeff's discomfort.
"We have to start with a good foundation, Isabel, how
about this bra for starters? It's called a "shelf",
Ellen was holding up a lacy construction that looked
like something was missing. "And how about this one.
Can I try this on?"
the salesgirl pointed to the fitting room.
"Come back in a minute, Jeff we need your advice," she
leered.
Jeff stood outside the fitting area, trying to look
insignificant and both of them appeared through doors
cracked open for him to see. Isabel's ample
were lifted and rounded spectacularly by "The Shelf",
her nipples grandly exposed. Jeff' felt his cock
stirring and rising to a strong erection. Isabel
motioned him closer with a smile.
"What do you think, sweetheart?'
"I like it, I like it, ILIKE IT!!" Jeff was starting
to warm to the shopping fun!
"And how about this one for me, Jeff?" He turned to
see Ellen, bare to the waist with her lovely
lifted invitingly by a bra whose cups were open to
expose about 60% of her breasts, while lifting them
with the portion which ran under her at the
base of the pear like tits. She lifted them with
both hands, letting them settle into place in the
restraint of the bra, watching Jeff's eyes bugging out
at the sight of her. The bra had little blue flowers
as decorative points between her and also
where the shoulder straps strained to hold their cargo
up. She took his hand and pulled it to touch the
puckered nipples which responded to his touch.
"This is a good start, Isabel, you look great! Now
what effect do we go for with our tush. I think one
of those dresses that show your cheeks would be good
for you!!!!" Isabel feigned shock.
"Oh my god, I don't think I could do that in public
....... Could I?" She looked at Jeff for answer.
"Well, you'll look great no matter what, Gram! So I
guess you could. It's strangers, anyway".
"Hey, you two, look at this one! Ellen called from
her dressing room.
They peered in to find Ellen in something which
cinched in her waste and had suspender straps for
stockings. Jeff's eyes were distracted by the sheer
see-through she was wearing today. "oh, yeah,
Aunt El, nice, he mumbled distractedly. I got to get
out of here," he said, I'll see you back at the
hotel."
They both laughed good naturedly, the two sales
joining in as he hurried out the door into the fresh
air. "Whew," he sighed with relief.
The party was a wild thing. Colorful decorations,
loud music and people dressed to expose their bodies,
their genitals, their breasts, everything and anything
was in view someplace in the room. Isabel wore a
dress with a cutout exposing the upper cheeks of her
ass and the cleft between her buns and Jeff watched as
a stranger danced with her and kept letting his hand
stray across the exposed wonder pushing through the
cutout area. Finally his hand was centered on her ass
with his middle finger stoking at the top of her
cleft. Jeff had trouble with his emotions watching
someone else enjoying his Grandmother's soft
treasures. That is, he did until he was distracted by
a with huge capped by sequined nipples
and body paint (seemingly her only costume), asking
him to lick some cream off her nipple. He was happy
to share it with her.
Jeff didn't know how much chaperoning he should be
doing, but the seemed to be doing all right
without getting completely raped and carried off.
They kept returning to him in order to rid themselves
of the latest wild accosting their curves. They
were having a great time. Ellen was wearing the non-
bra as a top, that is, no blouse, just the bra
exposing her and a jacket which provided a
little bit of modesty, but not much. Wanting to know
what those other were feeling, he invited her to
dance and spent the next twenty minutes dancing slowly
with her no matter what the music was, just feeling
the sensuality of her swaying against him, the
nipples tracing an intricate pattern against his
chest. Isabel's hand tickled the back of his neck and
he felt her softness pressing against his thigh as she
straddled his leg, pressing the mound of her
against him. Her hand found its way between them and
fondled his cock as she whispered in his ear.
"I can't wait to get back to the hotel, Jeff. This is
fun, but ............. ........ I want to watch you
stare at me with that hungry look and then make wild
lllllllovvvvveeee to me!" the last few words were
delivered breathilly into his ear, making him melt
slightly and press her to him. His hand slipped down
the back of her skirt to find the firmness of a
girdle, the first time he had known either of them to
wear one. He was looking forward to the experience of
undressing her.
Isabel tapped his shoulder and said. "Hey, Ellen,
don't forget we're sharing! How about swapping
partners and let me dance with my handsome grandson?"
Ellen spun off with a new partner and Isabel slipped
into his arms easily and pressed her softness against
him. Her perfume welled up into his nostrils from the
warm space between her now lifted and exposed
by "the Shelf" bra she wore under the tight dress with
the low scooped neckline. Jeff looked longingly at
them from above her. She smiled up at him and said "
Having fun, Jeff?"
"Sure, how about you, Gram."
"Yes, this was a lot of fun. A once in a lifetime
experience, I guess." Then she leaned closer and
whispered into his ear. "I'm really ready to go back
to the hotel, though, if we can get Ellen back down to
earth. I'm afraid you are going to be awfully busy
all night, sweetheart. I think we both are going to
want you to make love to us. ......... Did you eat
your Wheaties, this morning. She leaned back in his
arms and looked at him with her head back and a smile
on her bright lipstick coated lips, glistening
invitingly. Jeff reached to kiss them, tasting the
lipstick as her tongue slipped between his lips,
fencing with his tongue. Jeff could feel her mound
pressed tightly against the bulge of his cock.
"Oooo, hon, ....... That feels ....so
....nice!!!!"
They arrived back at the hotel at about 2AM, making a
bit of a scene as they hurried through the sedate
lobby. The two pressed against him in the
elevator and kissed him on both cheeks, rubbing
themselves against the length of him. "thanks, Jeffy,
for the nice night, they chorused into his ears."
"OK, Ok, OK," he grinned, "you two are a hell of a
date, but you attract a lot of attention!"
"We've only started, my dear, wait until we get you
upstairs!"
Jeff had such a hard-on that he had trouble relaxing
enough to urinate, and he couldn't get the vision of
these two and their spectacular bras out of his mind.
Finally, he managed to be ready to great their eager
exhibitionism. Isabel was just taking off her dress
to expose what had been giving her a to the
rear as well as to the front, a Frederick's special
girdle with push up pads and an open section over the
cleft of her ass. She bulged through the opening
spectacularly! Her clipped to the girdle's
tabs, their dark brown tops contrasted beautifully
with the white of her thighs. They were the real
fashioned style - I guess they are called Full -
fashioned, because of the way they used to be made
back in the days. They were still the sexiest
things Jeff had ever seen, seeming to fit elegantly
and inviting his kisses to linger up the columns of
her legs seeking the warm wetness of her pussy. He
longed to get started with the journey!
Ellen had thrown all the covers off one of the two
king sized beds and lay there in her girdle,
stockings, heels and that showplace of a bra pressing
her out toward to him like a gift. Ellen crooked
her finger and beckoned him closer. As Jeff came
closer, she spread her legs inviting him with the view
of the dark bands of her tops prompting him
to slip between the luxurious feel they would give to
her thighs as he pressed his lips close to her pussy.
She reached down quickly to unsnap a removable panel
and fling it across the room, leaving him staring
wide-eyed at the auburn curls of her pussy. The curls
glistened with the welcoming juices of her pussy.
Jeff's hands stoked up the sleek nylons and his tongue
found its way to her waiting pussy. "Ohhhhhh,
.......Jeff,...... oooo.." he heard her moan as his
tongue parted the curls and found the juicy slit . He
pressed his tongue into the wet, slick valley of her
pussy lips and found her clitoris pricked up to meat
his tongue. His hands found her and began
squeezing them, loving them loving the feel of them in
his hands. The scent of her perfume and of her own
pussy juices mingled in his nostrils, trapped with
their warmth by the taut band of her girdle now
spanning from one thigh to the other and cutting into
the bridge of his nose as he pressed deeper, trying to
reach into her with his tongue.
Jeff felt the bed move as Isabel joined them, pressing
her nyloned legs against his and reaching between his
legs to squeeze his balls as he licked and on
Ellen's pussy. "Jeff, she began quietly, we bought
something else for tonight. ....... Something you
mentioned from your Psychology class .... ?'
Jeff nodded against Ellen's sweet as she held his
head tightly in place.
Isabel continued. " we think it would be fun for you
to ..... you know ........ know what it is like when
you .......... When you put your cock into us and
begin thrusting ......................" She paused.
Jeff was startled, remembering mentioning the dildo
and harness which had been described in the class. He
wasn't sure he was enthusiastic about the idea. Ellen
said, "shhhhhh, Jeffy, keep it up .....ooohh, that's
it."
Isabel, had her hand under him and was squeezing his
cock. "So we decided that Ellen should be the one
......... if it's OK with you ............to take your
virginity" she waited for him to answer.
Ellen let him up for a moment. He looked up at her
and she nodded to him. We have a plan, Jeff, what do
you think?"0 With some reluctance, he gulped and
mumbled, "uh, ..... yeah, I guess .......so...., yes,
yes."
Ellen disappeared and Jeff turned to his Grandmother.
She pulled him toward her big breasts, offering them
for him to suckle. Her nylon's felt delicious against
his skin and his hands roamed on the exposed
voluptuousness of her as he her large
nipples between his lips.
"Mnnnn, bite them, hon, ........ bite them a little
....... Just a little ...mmmmmmm. I like that,
Jeffy." His cock was against her waiting thighs and
Isabel helped him strip off the tight girdle, leaving
red marks on her ass, which Jeff kissed
enthusiastically. Something was appealing about the
redness, must be what people get excited about
spanking, he thought. Isabel spread her legs for him
and guided his eager hardness toward the heat
and moisture of her pussy, just as Ellen came back
into the room/. They both stared at her. She wore a
smooth leather harness around her waist and between
her thighs, she had changed to a garter belt s o still
had her on, but a large black rubber penis
protruded straight out from her pubic mound, mound in
the harness. It looked huge to Jeff.
"wow, I don't .....know ..." he muttered with some
concern.
That's what you look like to us, sweetie, when you get
so hard ,...... it looks like it would never be able
to squeeze into us........ you know? It will be ok,
she whispered soothingly, just relax."
Ellen was spreading lots of K-Y jelly on her huge
penis, rubbing it with some relish, he thought. Jeff
felt his cock pulled into Isabel's loving and eagerly
waiting pussy. They struggled to push a pillow under
her hips, raising the angle of her to enjoy
him. He felt Ellen 's small hand squeeze his ass and
then his balls, feeling for his shaft, now burying
itself deep into Isabel's cunt. Her finger invaded
his anus and he jumped at the feel of it. She slowed
and he felt the cold slickness of the lubricating
jelly being wiped around his and then felt her
again slip one finger into him, bringing the cold
crème with it. The thrill of it coupled with the
sensation of Isabel's gently pulling muscles was
electric and he squeezed Isabel to signal her to wait
or he would immediately shoot off into her with all
his hot juices.
They were both soothing him with their caresses,
getting him ready to accept this ritual defloration
Ellen positioned herself behind him and he felt the
bluntness of the cock rubbed up and down his crack,
then centering at the opening of his ass. "Ready?
Ellen whispered hoarsely, obviously choked with the
surprising excitement of this new act. She pressed
gently against his tight sphincter and he tensed.
Then he felt himself relax at the soothing feel of the
lubricant. She was able to press the knob of the head
of the penis into his anus, the muscle clamping over
the head of it. He felt the burning sensation of
being spread so wide, then a more soothing feeling as
Ellen slowly pressed into him.
Jeff excitedly pressed into Isabel and began thrusting
against her gentle and firm counter thrust and her
loving caress of his cock with her vagina. Jeff
buried his face in her as she hugged him close
and thrust up and down his cock with strong movement
of her hips on the pillow.
Ellen was now thrusting in and out of him, adding her
thrust to his penetration of his lovely Grandmother's
pussy. He felt the strangeness of this huge penis
deep inside the tunnel of his asshole, felt the
strange pleasure of it along with the stimulation of
his own genitals and that organ he couldn't remember
the name of but was supposed to be a problem when you
got older. He didn't have time to think about it as
the three of them strained against each other, working
together to pleasure each other.
Jeff felt the nylons and satiny garments of the two
women heightening his pleasure, felt the heat of their
breasts, Isabel's hot and clasping vaginal
muscles surrounding him, milking him, pleasuring him.
Ellen was stroking into him with hard thrusts and he
watched in the mirror as her bounced up and down
with her exertion. He felt his balls strain
and then shoot their creamy contents spurting into
Isabel.. it was the strongest he had ever felt as
spurt after traveled the length of his cock and
splashed against her walls. He felt Isabel
squeeze him to her in orgasm and heard her sigh in his
ear; "ohhhh, yes,' ............oh baby, .......do it,
baby in me......slam it into me .....hard, har,
.....hard ...errr, harder. That's it, yes.......oh
your feels good, sweetheart.
They all crumpled together feeling the sweat of their
exertions and the juices of their pleasure mingling as
they calmed each other with caress after caress, lying
quietly, feeling each other, the rubbing their
nylons against Jeff and playing with his balls and
now softening cock. Jeff alternated between suckling
Isabel's long nipples and nibbling on Ellen's slightly
smaller but still lovely breasts.
"Three happy campers," Ellen giggled.
THE END
CHAPTER 7
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