This story is purely fictional, please do not watch it if you do not have good mental capacity, or you will be responsible for the consequences.
This article focuses on feeling, not heavy action description, the narrative is more bland, preferences by people it.
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It’s my story, it’s our family’s story.
However, I don’t know how I should start the narrative. Maybe I should start from the beginning and guide you through my entire process so that you can understand in detail what happened, how it developed and how it ended.
I don’t know if things are done wrong, I really don’t.
Maybe, I am really wrong, but what is right? I don’t know. But I think, since it has happened, I still need to source it out, and let others judge right and wrong.
First, I think I need to tell you a little bit about our family’s background.
My family consists of only three members: me, my mom and my grandmother. We are exactly fifteen years apart from each other, but it doesn’t feel like there is much of an age difference; it’s the way we address each other that widens the distance between us.
Grandma is of French descent and was born after her parents settled in the United States. Grandma had quite a rough experience. When she was six years old, her parents died one after another, leaving her alone in an orphanage. For as long as I can remember, I seldom saw my grandmother smile; she was lonely and depressed, which may have had something to do with her unfortunate childhood. At the age of fifteen, she was seduced and lost her virginity, and was soon abandoned by a Chinese seaman. Of course, this was only the beginning of her life, and it began with her pregnancy.
Later, a wealthy family took her in and hired her as a maid, but they treated her very well, as if she were their own daughter. Grandma worked very hard and was very popular with her hosts (I later learned that the family was actually not kind, they were interested in Grandma’s youth and beauty, and often made unreasonable demands on Grandma by means of some carnival parties, and Grandma not only had to deal with the family, but also had to endure the insults of their friends, but Grandma was all alone, and had a young daughter, so she could only put up with all of this). they adopted her as a foster daughter and became part of the family.
Fortunately this wealthy family had no heirs of their own, and when they died, Grandma inherited their entire lucrative fortune as an adopted daughter, which was some compensation for the past.
Mom grew up spoiled by her grandmother, and her grandmother’s adoptive parents adored her. But strangely enough mom grew up in a sexually pervasive family, she must have witnessed many lustful scenes when she was young and knew that many wonderful things could happen between a man and a woman, but she kept herself pure until she was fifteen years old. At this unfortunate age, mom was raped by a middle-aged scholar in the library and as a result, she gave birth to me, and poor me never knew who my father really was until now.
My mother and grandmother both raised me together, but I was not blessed with the taste of coddling, because they were very strict with me, asking me to be independent in everything and to do things on my own. I love them very much and they love me very much. Although they were very strict, I didn’t blame them, I knew they were doing it for my own good. That’s why I was raised to be very independent, and although I could ask them for anything I wanted and for help, I usually overcame all the difficulties by my own efforts.
Until I was fifteen, my life was full and normal.
However, things always turn out a bit unexpectedly.
As the saying goes, ‘a woman’s forty is a flower’, although Grandma is already forty-five years old, but she is not old at all, on the contrary, she is getting more and more delicate and charming, full of the flavor of a mature woman, is the kind of woman who looks very cultured, but also very charming. Perhaps because of the French blood, grandmother was born with a romantic and elegant temperament, although the expression is often very melancholy, but it adds a kind of serene and elegant flavor.
Grandma’s hair was originally blonde and slightly white, but she liked to color it however she pleased. I’ve seen her dye it brown, black, and bright red, but my favorite is a more natural reddish brown. Grandma also loved to wash her hair, and I loved to see how she looked when she had just washed her hair, when her hair was curled into bunches that fell down to her shoulders, and she looked especially charming with a light blush on her face.
Grandma liked to let her shoulder-length hair hang down and spill freely down her back. She disliked updos and didn’t like to let her hair fall randomly in front of her, she thought that was ridiculous. My favorite part was the feeling of sticking my fingers into my grandmother’s long hair and braiding her hair.
I used to bury my head in Grandma’s long, fluffy hair and sniff the intoxicating scent. Grandma also liked to toss her long hair, letting the tips gently brush my shoulders, my chest, my belly, and my lower body. When Grandma held my huge manhood in her hand, she always dropped her long hair and wrapped the layers of her hair around my thick manhood, and then I couldn’t help but pounce on it……. Of course, this all happened later.
The curves of Grandma’s face were soft, which made her look a little soft, but her eyes were glaring, as if she could see right through someone’s organs. When she stares at you, you get a feeling of weakness and groundlessness. Her eyebrows are light, gently arched upwards and slanted into the space between her eyes. When I kissed her neck and delicate little mouth, her petite, upturned nose would go up slightly, looking adorable.
Grandma’s lips are small and delicate, two thin slices, but they look so sexy. When you kiss or lick her them, you will feel how soft and wet they are, especially when you watch them take your rod. The shape of Grandma’s face is round in contrast to Mom’s, and this sensation will be even more pronounced when you kiss them.
Grandma’s neck was slender and some wrinkles could already be seen on it, but her skin was still so soft and smooth. She said that the proper wrinkles would absorb my cum better. If I rubbed her breasts with my rod, she would definitely let me cum on her neck and chin and then coat her whole body with my cum.
Grandma’s breasts weren’t huge, but they were very firm and bouncy. Her breasts were just big enough to hold my rod in place if we did breastfeeding. Her nipples were bright red in color, not at all like an older woman, and her areolas were the size of silver coins, with tiny nipples dotting them, making them so cute that you couldn’t help but want to open your mouth and take a bite. My favorite thing to do was to take my grandmother’s tiny nipples in my mouth and savor them, feeling them slowly harden and then ooze a light lotion.
Grandma’s body was flush, not tall, but with wonderful curves. Her waist is slim and soft, her belly is flat and smooth, and the years have not left any traces on her body. Her buttocks were plump but not fat, the muscles of her thighs were slightly flabby, and when her hands touched them they were very soft and tactile, just lacking in elasticity. Her pussy was very plump and it was my heaven. When I put my face up to it, I could feel its full warmth and wetness. Grandma’s pussy was covered with fine pubic hair, but the color of the pubic hair varied; the ones around the opening were blonde, but the color changed to gray near the opening. Sometimes when grandma and mom were both ovulating at the same time, grandma would clamp her legs around my rod while mom, behind grandma, sucked my glans with her mouth and swallowed everything I shot out.
Grandma’s legs were a little skinny but slender, and when she clamped her legs around me, all I could do was surrender. Grandma’s body was one of the two most beautiful carcasses in the world in my opinion, of course, the other belonged to my mom and that was another story.
My mom, now thirty years old, has a delicate face, and although she is middle-aged(?) , but her body still maintains a girlish demeanor, and her appearance looks much younger than her actual age, so if she says she’s only twenty, it’s guaranteed that no one will doubt it.
As I said, mom is a mixed French-Chinese, but leans more towards Chinese ancestry. Her hair was dark and shiny and hung neatly over her shoulders. Her face is a bit round like Grandma’s, but much fuller and more fleshy, and her skin is so delicate and reddish-white, it’s so cute that you’d think she was really Chinese if you didn’t look closely. I love to kiss my mother’s mouth, her kisses are sweet and warm, with an indescribable sense of dissipation. When we made love, she and grandma would suck my rod with their mouths, it looked like mother and daughter were somewhat similar, but their skills were not the same as each other.
Mom’s body shape also inherited the characteristics of the Orient, petite and soft lines, one size smaller than her grandmother, but the only exception was her breasts. Mom’s breasts could not be called huge, but they were unusually plump, a bit larger than Grandma’s. Her nipples were a lovely cherry red color and dotted the two erect hills, resembling two ripe cherries. Mom’s nipples were her erogenous zones, and when I licked and sucked on them with great care, Mom would tingle all over and beg me for mercy uncontrollably.
Mom’s belly was flat and spacious, extremely elastic, and when I reached out to stroke it, I could feel the passion inside her. Mom likes to do breastfeeding with me, with her plump breasts tightly clamped on my thick rod, squeezing hard, and finally let me cum on her belly, and then spread it evenly on her body, breasts, and let grandma lick it clean, and said that it can keep the skin fine and elastic. Mom’s ass was pointy and perky, not quite plump, but fleshy, and when they both got down on their backs for me to slap with my palms, it made a much louder sound on her ass.
Mom’s thighs had the firmness and fullness that young men pride themselves on, and when her legs were together, there wasn’t a gap between them. Mom’s feet are small, cute and very flexible. I bet you’ve never heard of or seen a foot used to make someone cum, have you? My mom could. She used to clamp her feet around my rod and rub it so hard that it was as flexible as the palm of her hand.
Oh, it’s swell to think about it!
Well, after describing in some detail the physical appearance of Grandma and Mom, I think that should be enough, no matter how you feel. It seems like a bit of a meaty description, but they’re much more beautiful in person than I’ve described.
Without further ado, let me now tell you how we transformed ourselves from a conservative-minded and restrained family to one of debauchery and lust.
Can’t stand to watch can go shoot a few pistols, but don’t follow my example.
All the faults (?) It all started when I was fifteen.
I didn’t go anywhere after school as usual and went straight home.
It was early spring, the air was fresh, the climate was pleasant, and the sky was blue, as usual. Usually in such good weather, Grandma was always in the garden leisurely watering the flowers and weeding the grass, or walking around, breathing in the fresh air. Mom, on the other hand, mostly hid in her workshop, sewing and mending, and when she was happy, she would even do a few paintings, which was a bit boring, but for a woman with no food or clothing, it was a good way to spend her time.
But today seemed to be a special day, I entered the door and didn’t see anyone. There was no familiar figure of Grandma in the garden, nor was there any sign of Mom in the room where she always worked, and as if by agreement, they both disappeared at the same time.
There was no one in the yard or the garden, and I went into the house and searched all the rooms downstairs, but I didn’t see anyone. I thought maybe they had gone to see some exhibition or go shopping again, and it wasn’t the first time this had happened. So I shrugged and went back to my room.
We live in a big house, divided into upper, middle and lower three floors, I live in the top floor, you can say it is the attic, just this attic is a little bit bigger.
My house occupies almost half of the top floor and the rooms are very spacious. Of course, I purposely reinstalled a ladder to hang down to the second floor so that I could definitely notice when someone came up.
I have a few toys, but not many, after all I’m not a kid anymore. I subscribe to a few sports magazines, mostly about basketball, and I love sports, especially basketball, so I have some gym equipment and a few basketballs in my room.
Overall, I didn’t let my grandmother and mother down, and they were right to be strict with my education. I basically have no bad habits, excellent grades in school, and very good at sports. Compared with those precocious boys of today, I never read pornographic comics, A-books, A-pictures and other boring things.
Bottom line, I was a good kid inside and out.
I went up to the second floor toward the ladder that led to my room. The ladder’s location was at the end of the hallway and I had to go through my grandmother’s room first.
Grandma’s room was just to the left of the stairway and Mom’s room was to the right of the stairway, which sometimes inconvenienced me because I sometimes stayed up late at night watching televised football games and had to tiptoe past their rooms so gingerly so as not to wake them up that I was perfectly aware of which planks of the second-floor floor rattled when I stepped on them and which ones didn’t.
Grandma’s room was open a small crack, and I heard some strange noises coming from it as I passed by.
You’re probably thinking, voyeurism again, it’s getting to be a cliché, almost all incest stories start with voyeurism, can’t we come up with something new? I can only apologize, because that’s just the way it is, and I’d like to be a little bit fresh, but that’s really how things start, and I can’t make up a beginning that I haven’t experienced before.
A little curious, I quietly opened the door a little and poked my head in, and the sight in front of me simply stunned me.
I saw my mom lying on the bed with her legs wide open and my grandma lying on top of her, the two of them in a ’69’ position, with my grandma’s face facing my mom’s pussy, so I couldn’t see my mom’s face, but I thought that my mom must have been in the same position as my grandma.
I subconsciously pulled the door shut, leaving just a small gap so that I could just barely see inside.
I can’t believe that weekdays solemn and serious grandmother and mother will do such a thing, in my memory grandmother and mother always talk about sex, occasionally involved in the time is also a pass, never in front of me to reveal their views on sex, but I at least know that mother since being raped by a man, it is a very hateful man, so for many years, despite the pursuit of mother’s many people, but mother never! So over the years, even though there are many people pursuing mom, she has never given a second thought to it. Coupled with their strict education, I am also very serious about sex, and I seldom have girlfriends at school, let alone have any experiences.
But what was in front of me gave me an extreme shock, my reason told me that I should gently close the door at this time, go back to my own room, and pretend that nothing had happened, but my body did not listen to the command, my eyes did not blink for a moment staring at the naked bodies of grandma and mom, and my hand could not help but reach down to my pants.
As a bloody young man, although I usually do not pay much attention to sex, but there are always a lot of casual people among my classmates, and I know a lot of things by ear.
I know that grabbing my genitals in my hand and rubbing them hard can make me feel good, and I’ve seen a few of my classmates do it sometimes in class and heard them say it was great.
I unzipped my pants and slipped my hand inside my shorts, feeling my other self that wouldn’t lie, somehow it had ‘grown’ and was hot and big to the touch.
In the room, Grandma and Mom were still just tonguing the outside of each other’s pussies, and it was obvious that they had only just started not too long ago, but both looked happy. Grandma and Mom were usually chatty, or talkative, when they were happy, but at the moment they were both surprisingly quiet, not saying a word, just licking each other’s protruding slits in silence.
My bottom kept swelling, so big that I could barely hold it in my hand anymore, bulging high against my panties.
I felt uneasy about this untimely impulse of mine, and I secretly condemned myself for not peeking into my grandmother and mother’s secret, but subconsciously I was so eager to watch it that I even felt a kind of backbiting pleasure.
Oh, I’m so depraved!
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Mom bent her knees and braced her feet on the bedpan, lifting her body up, and Grandma let go of Mom’s pussy and attacked her toes instead, which she took in and sucked gently.
Mom stopped squirming and began to soothe herself with her fingers. She reached over with one hand and stroked it down to her pussy, spreading her plump labia apart with her thumb and middle finger.
When Grandma saw this, she just gave her mom an understanding smile and continued to suck on her round toes with all her heart.
Mom slowly inserted her index finger inside her braced pussy and then thrust, stirred and dug up hard, her mouth letting out bursts of sexy, enchanting moans that made me outside the door panic as if I was going to jump out of my skin.
Mom fiddled with herself for a while before withdrawing her finger and bringing it to her lips, her finger already sticky with clear, sticky liquid.
Mom squinted at Grandma and let out a few cloying grunts from her nose as if to remind her, then she stuck out her tongue and flicked the tip of it over her sticky love juice covered index finger with a look of ecstasy on her face.
She stuck her index finger in her mouth and made a deliberate ‘slurping’ sucking sound as her tongue flopped around in her mouth.
Grandma couldn’t resist letting go of her mom’s toes and turning around to face her, then to her sexy little mouth.
Grandma’s tongue slipped into my mom’s mouth to help her clean the filth off her index finger, and all I could see was the two tongues flopping around in her mouth, but the ‘slurping’ sound stimulated my ears and made the pores all over my body contract dramatically.
It turns out that pairing two women is so exciting and fun.
Grandma was obviously much more experienced, and while her mouth was intertwined with her mom’s, her hands began to move on the other side.
Her hands slid over her mom’s plump bosoms and down her flat belly, stroking all the way to her mom’s wet pussy.
Mom’s shawl of dark hair fell over her face and chest, sticky with the sweat and lewdness that flowed from the two of them, tangling with Grandma’s tongue as it licked her body and lips.
Grandma withdrew the fingers her mom had in her mouth and guided them together inside her own pussy, stirring them hard so they were also coated in her sticky lust, then sending them into her mouth to suck on, or applying them to her breasts and rubbing them hard against each other’s breasts.
Grandma’s mouth kissed her mother’s already aroused and raised breasts, her tongue tracing circles back and forth at the base of her mother’s breasts, constantly stimulating her mother’s body to reflect.
The circles got smaller and smaller and smaller until the tip of her tongue rested against her mother’s cherry-red nipple, and then Grandma switched to licking the tip of her tongue back and forth across her mother’s playfully erect nipple.
Soon the licking of Grandma’s tongue became slower and slower until finally, Grandma’s mouth completely took in her mother’s entire breast and then switched to sucking hard on her already very sensitive breasts while her fingers slid back into her mother’s pussy and pumped hard.
Mom moaned uncontrollably with excitement, her head bobbing from side to side as her ass kept thrusting upward, rubbing against Grandma’s fingers inside her pussy.
The naked and obscene scene in front of me gave me great stimulation, I could not move my body at all, and had forgotten to rub my hard rod, just tugged it tightly in my hand and pinched it hard ……
Just as Mom had become so aroused that her body began to tremble violently, Grandma suddenly stopped sucking on Mom’s breasts, looked up, reached over and opened one of the bedside drawers, removing from it a rod-shaped object that, when I looked closely, looked almost like my own male genitalia, though it seemed to be not quite as big as mine, but very long.
Grandma held it in her hand and at the same time took something else out of the drawer, but I didn’t get a good look at what it was, it seemed to be a bottle.
I just saw Grandma pour something out of the bottle onto her hand and apply it to the dildo, I guessed it might be lube or something like that.
I felt a gush of excitement at the thought of Grandma sticking this inanimate object into my mom’s fresh pussy later, but an image suddenly flashed through my mind of this inanimate object suddenly being replaced with my thick rod, thrusting hard into my mom’s mesmerizing pussy.
I was taken aback by this sudden nasty thought of mine, but before the reproachful thought could appear, a lustful thrill surged through me.
Oh, if that’s the case, I’ll be happy to die!
This strong thought of betraying moral and human decency stimulated me, and I only felt a heat in my lower body, and unconsciously ejaculated blazing semen in my pants.
The dildo was thin and long, a full size smaller than mine. Grandma held one end of it in one hand, and with the other she held open mom’s dripping flesh, then gently inserted the other end of the dildo into mom’s pussy.
That’s when I realized my hands were sticky and full of slippery goo, and I realized I had ejaculated.
I wanted to leave but my body was completely out of control, I had never seen a scene like this before, and at the tender age of fifteen these things were still too early and too exciting for me.
I didn’t know what they were going to do next, but I figured I was going to have to know this stuff when I grew up anyway, and sooner was always better than later. So I comforted myself with this and continued to watch.
Grandma slowly shoved the whole dildo into mom’s moist flesh, mom moaned softly and told grandma that she was in a little pain, I thought mom’s pussy must be so narrow that it screamed of pain to have such a small thing inserted into it, I wondered how mom would have reacted if it was this oversized baby of mine that had been inserted into it.
Oh, how could I think that! Am I getting bad!
Grandma comforted her mom as she slowly pumped the dildo.
Mom closed both eyes, but the look on her face told me she was comfortable.
Grandma just like this with a dildo pumping mom’s pussy, mom constantly moaning, ass twisting from side to side, pussy in the flow of water constantly, looking at the door outside the door I was very difficult to see, I really want to push open the door to break in, embrace mom caress a little.
After a few minutes of thrusting, Grandma stood up, straddled her mom, spread her thighs, spread her own flesh with one hand, and sat straight down on the other end of the dildo that was stuck right in her mom’s hole.
I almost gasped out loud at the door, the scene was so erotic and exciting.
Grandma is so smart! I marveled.
Grandma’s body undulated up and down, a rose color quickly covering her face, obviously such actions were giving her great pleasure.
Her body shook uncontrollably, her nose letting out ragged breaths, her lower body undulating hard, and then she saw that her mother was also like her grandmother, her body writhing even more wildly, her hands pressing down on her own plump breasts and rubbing and squeezing them hard, her hips thrusting upward desperately.
The two women were just writhing madly as Grandma leaned down and kissed her mom on the lips, their tongues immediately intertwining passionately again.
Mom’s hands reached up to Grandma’s ass, gripping both of her fat, white ass cheeks tightly and pressing them hard against her own, their lower bodies slamming together with the ‘thud’ of flesh fighting flesh, their moans becoming lustful and frenzied.
I knew that both of them were nearing their climaxes and at the same time it was time for me to leave.
I’ve seen things I shouldn’t have seen. It’s Grandma and Mom’s secret.
I had inadvertently peeked into their privacy, and if they had looked toward the door at that moment, they would have noticed these eyes glowing with lust behind the door.
It’s hard for me to imagine the consequences of being found out, so I’ve resorted to avoidance.
I quietly closed the door to my room and dizzily made my way back to my room.
This night, I masturbated for the first time in my life, and ejaculated three times in a row, with my grandmother’s and mom’s snow-white intertwined carcasses repeatedly in my head.
I don’t think my mom or grandma even noticed that I was spying on them because I’ve always been a good kid and wouldn’t do anything I shouldn’t have, and if they found out I was spying they would have chastised me angrily.
That happened on Wednesday, but all the way through Saturday, the only thing I did at night was imagine my mom and grandma’s beautiful torsos, desperately rubbing my rod that was getting thicker and thicker, and then splashing blazing hot cum in every direction.
It was as if I had suddenly discovered the greatest pleasure in life and was enjoying it. I began to buy tons of pornographic publications and was especially interested in incestuous reading.
I began to think about my mom and grandma and set out to conceptualize how I could gain access to their bodies.
I really regret now why I didn’t boldly push open the door of the room and break in, if that had happened, maybe I would have gotten what I wanted, which was the plot on many pornographic novels.
But I knew I wouldn’t dare, even if the door to the room was wide open at the time I wouldn’t dare break in.
The deep-rooted relationship between mother and child and elders, as well as the social orthodoxy and morality of the education, formed a natural and insurmountable barrier for me, and although it seemed to be within reach, I never had the courage to break through this paper-thin layer of separation.
However, looking back and thinking about it, this relationship between my mom and grandma should have been a long time ago, I just didn’t usually pay attention to it or I hadn’t grown up yet, and now when I look at my grandma’s and mom’s daily mannerisms in a new light, I will find quite a lot of things to look back on.
They’ve always been close (I originally thought it was a mother-daughter bond between the two, but that does seem to be the case), and they often spend time alone together, sometimes sleeping together, but I never thought there was another layer to it.
I guess I’m really slow enough.
I find that I’m getting more and more afraid to face my mom and grandma now, I’ve been constantly condemning myself for my sick thoughts, but I’m craving my mom’s and grandma’s bodies more and more every day, and I know it’s not right, but I can’t control my mind at all not to think about these things.
Despite the reluctance to face them, they still have to see each other every day, and the meeting for three meals a day is unavoidable.
It was the weekend, and in the morning I got up for breakfast and noticed my mom in her dressy outfit, and I remembered that she was in the habit of going to the flea market on the weekends.
I knew that although our family was rich, my mom always liked to buy old things. Every weekend, she would go to the nearby flea market to look for old antiques and knick-knacks she could see for herself, and she would go all day long and wouldn’t be back until the evening.
I’m really scared to see my mom right now and I wish I didn’t have to see her all day.
Grandma has always dressed elegantly and with style.
Today she was wearing a very breezy black dress that zipped up from the back. A pair of black stockings had been put over her legs, completely outlining the curves of her graceful legs.
Unlike her mother, Grandma wears makeup, but she applies it so lightly that you can’t tell even if you look closely, but she looks very energetic and has the flavor of a mature woman everywhere.
In fact, I have long been used to this kind of attire, I know that grandma will go out to cope with some social evenings every weekend, so the dress code will be a bit different from the usual, but I think that grandma’s attire today is particularly bright, and it simply has the feeling of being stunned.
I knew very well that it was all because I had been in an abnormal state of mind for the past few days that I was feeling this differently, and I also knew that when I went back to my room later I was going to have to let off another shot or I was going to feel bad for the rest of the day.
“Is anyone coming today? Is it the French ambassador?” I asked in a pretense of lightheartedness, hiding my inner urges.
Grandma’s had a hard time holding back the smile that had already floated across her face and said, “No, son. It’s just that there’s an art exhibit in town that I’d like to see. Young man, if you’re interested, why don’t you accompany Grandma on her trip?”
“Ignore him, mom.” My mom chimed in, “He doesn’t understand, all he does is eat.”
The conversation was interrupted, my mom’s words were downright insulting, and she had never been sarcastic to my face before.
I sulked and ate, paying no more attention to my mom and grandma, who gave my mom a reproachful look, and my mom, feeling that she had overdone it, hurriedly finished her breakfast, compensated by kissing me on the lips, leaving a stunned me behind, and then went off to visit her own market without a backward glance.
Grandma invited me to go to the art exhibition with her again after eating, but I declined. Grandma didn’t force herself, and left after cleaning up the dishes.
I wandered around bored for a while, then went to my room to finish my homework.
Even though I was stimulated today and wanted to shoot up right away so badly, I insisted on completing my homework because I knew it would enhance my pleasure and the result of constant holding back would make me cum a little more.
I had just closed my book, propped my hand up, pushed my chair away from the desk, unzipped my pants, and before I had a chance to pull out my already hardened rod, I heard someone calling my name.
I hurriedly zipped up my zipper and went down to the second floor, where I saw the door to my grandmother’s room open and her voice coming out of it, calling my name over and over again.
I walked over to see her standing in front of the mirror.
“I need your help, son, I can’t get my zipper undone.” Grandma said, “It’s urgent, I can’t wait until I get back. You wouldn’t believe how popular that art exhibit is these days, honey, what are you still standing there for? Come on, help me unzip my zipper.”
Of course I had helped Grandma and Mom with their zippers many times before, but at that time my heart was so pure that I had no nasty thoughts at all.
However, ever since I have seen them naked and cuddling, I feel differently, and I try my best to avoid anything that touches their bodies because I don’t trust my own hands, and I am afraid that if I can’t restrain my hands, I will act inappropriately.
“Well–well, can’t you really undo it yourself, Grandma?”
Grandma turned around, probed my forehead with the back of her hand, and said with a bit of doubt: “Son, what’s wrong with you, why is your face so red, is there something wrong with you? Why are you talking nonsense. You don’t think about it, if I can untie it myself, why did I ask you to come?”
“I guess so.”
I walked up behind Grandma and stood close, so close that I could barely unzip her back.
I could feel the warmth coming from my grandmother’s body, mixed with a faint scent of a mature woman’s body, hitting my olfactory nerves, and my mind was so confused that my rod couldn’t help but harden, pushing the front of my pants up high.
In a daze, I pinched the head of the zipper and subconsciously pulled it down–
Time seemed to stop as the sound of the zipper sliding slowly reached my ears, and I purposely pulled it very, very slowly.
I told Grandma the zipper was hard to unzip, but my eyes were out of focus on the snowy white, slippery flesh of Grandma that was gradually revealed with the unzipper.
As my fingers pulled down, grandma’s beautiful back was gradually exposed, more and more, grandma’s skin was very white, as I came very close, I could clearly know that although grandma was already forty-five years old, but her body was well maintained, her skin was still delicate, her texture was clear, and her back was very smooth, with very soft curves, especially as the warmth of the warmth that came out from the hidden air was baking my palms, causing me to be more and more mesmerized.
The zipper opened more and more, and gradually Grandma’s shoulders were exposed, and her slender neck looked particularly attractive against the bare spine, making people want to bite on the snow-white and pink neck.
The zipper opened even further, and Grandma’s skinny shoulders were completely exposed to my lustful eyes, and my tongue was so eager to get up there and lick them hard, and then caress them gently with my hands.
Well, the zipper finally reached the bottom, and the straight spine revealed the proportions of Grandma’s body, and the lower part where it met the hips curved into a great arc, resembling a valley that made me want to bury my face in it and sniff it, lick it, bite it, rub it, and so on.
I stood there in a daze, completely lost in my own wickedly nasty fantasies.
I don’t know how long I stood there, just tugging the zipper head tightly in my palm.
“Finished?” Grandma asked, tilting her head slightly.
I was getting more and more mesmerized, my eyes just following my grandmother’s slightly twitching earlobes.
“Oh, not…yet.” I subconsciously blurted out, but my palms slid up to my grandmother’s shoulders and parted the dress to the sides as my surprised gaze watched.
Oh, I swear my head definitely didn’t issue such a command!
“Honey! What are you doing!!!?” Grandma exclaimed.
My mouth was open and I couldn’t say a word.
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But once again, against the wishes of my head, my lips pressed gently against Grandma’s smooth, soft shoulders, my tongue involuntarily licking the curve of her graceful back, running back and forth over the smooth, warm skin.
Grandma’s body shook and she tried to turn around, but my hands clung strongly to her upper arms, preventing her from moving an inch.
“Oh my good grandson, if you really wanted to molest your grandmother, you should have at least kissed me first…”
I came to my senses in a flash.
Oh, what have I done!
I can’t believe my dirty hands defiled the pure shoulders of my grandmother, my mother’s mother!
I’m a pig of a man who did something immoral to his own grandmother!
I must be crazy!
Grandma would have told mom, and then mom would have been so angry she would have kicked me out of the house…and then I…
My mind was instantly confused again.
Oh no, wait, I think I heard Grandma say something strange, what was it, I can’t remember, it didn’t seem to be anything bad.
“What did you say, Grandma?” I asked subconsciously and stupidly.
“I mean, if you really want to fuck your grandma, now would be a good time, baby! But you should at least kiss your grandma first and see how she feels.”
“You mean–“
“Haven’t you noticed all the care Grandma usually gives you? Little fool. I always put my own change of panties on top of the ones you change out of, and I thought you’d notice, didn’t you, baby?”
I’ve been so ungrateful!
I secretly scolded myself asshole, I used to see these situations often, but did not pay attention to it at all, and thought that grandma had misplaced it, so she was hinting at me, if I was more resourceful, I must have realized it long ago, and I did not have to hit the empty gun so many times.
“But, I guess, you know, Grandma, you–“
“I know, you’re thinking that your ‘old’ grandma is so old that she doesn’t know what she’s doing. But you should know that up until now, your every move hasn’t escaped Grandma’s eyes ooh.”
I suddenly remembered the day I peeked in.
“There’s really nothing…even…even that day…I…I…”
“It’s not just Wednesday,” Grandma interrupted, “Sit down, son. Before jumping into your arms, Grandma wants to tell you something.”
I followed my grandmother as she sat down on her bed, her dress already undone to reveal her beautiful shoulders, but she didn’t have the slightest intention of pulling it back up or avoiding my eyes as they swam back and forth.
“You know, your mom and I are very close, but guess how many times I’ve dated men?” She smiled slyly (but I knew she hadn’t dated a man, at least not since I’d gotten it).
“I don’t give a damn about men, I hate them! Ever since your grandfather left his filthy sperm inside me, I started to hate all men, and I was determined never to let another man touch me again, and then, when your mother was born, I was even more worried that men would come and defile her pure body. But sometimes things really are out of one’s control. You might have heard something about my adoptive parents──the former homeowners of this place, they were nice people to say the least, but just a bit perverted, often forcing me to do things I didn’t want to do, and my adoptive father liked to watch people having sex, he always made his wife do it with me while he watched, and sometimes he would even call some of his friends to help him out…”
She paused for a moment, then continued, “I never told your mother about her father, I was afraid it would reflect badly on her, and I didn’t want her to hate men for the rest of her life as well…”
Grandma’s voice suddenly stopped, and her eyes were fixed on my shorts, the bulge in them having slowly faded due to the long period of time they had been left unsoothed.
She quickly stomped off her shoes and lifted her feet up to press them onto my bulge, rubbing her palms back and forth, and soon my rod was hard again.
I simply pulled my rod out so she could rub my rod more easily.
Grandma’s feet were very flexible, and through the stockings, I could feel the warm palms of Grandma’s feet pressing completely against my erect rod, rubbing back and forth in a really great way.
“But then, misfortune struck, and none of us could avoid it. Your mom got pregnant, but, like me, she started to hate men. And then guess what we wanted? You’ll never guess, we all wanted to have another daughter, and then by the time she was fifteen, we would try to get her pregnant again, and then she would start hating men too. We all wanted it to be a family tradition. But it was not to be, and you were born.”
With that, her eyes turned to my genitals.
“Now, young man, you are also fifteen years old, and I don’t think you can escape that tradition. Your mother and I want you to impregnate either of us again, and you’re going to hate other women, besides me and your mother. I want you to continue this tradition of ours, and your children as well.”
I stammered, “You mean you and mom both want to have sex with…with me…with me?”
“Sure, me or your mom, until either of us gets pregnant.”
“But isn’t that incest? And a child born this way would be deformed or some other monster.”
“Isn’t incest great? I know you must find it exciting, right? As for the children, the first generation usually doesn’t have problems, and by the time something would go wrong, I think human geneticists would have found a solution.”
Suddenly, though, I was puzzled again.
If grandma and mom want to have sex with me, why are they usually so strict with me, when all they have to do is give me some hints and I’m sure I won’t be able to resist.
I voiced the question in my mind.
Grandma hit me on the head.
“Fool, can a woman bring up such things first? Besides we are really conflicted. On one hand, we want you to join us, but on the other hand, we don’t want you to be like us. We are your elders after all, and we also want you to grow up healthy. That’s why we’ve always been very strict with you, and it’s for your own good. If you didn’t take the initiative, grandma and mom wouldn’t have taken the initiative to seduce you, and you would have followed the normal path of life. Now, you’ve chosen us. It’s your own choice, so of course we’re happy.”
I was suddenly aroused; I was now talking to my own grandmother, and we were talking about the forbidden lovemaking we were about to have, and how the lovemaking must result in a baby.
I thought again, if a boy is born, he will then have sex with grandma and mom, and if it’s a girl, then naturally it’s my turn to get my hands on it, and so on and so forth, and there will be a whole bunch of kids coming out, and at that point…
Grandma’s foot made me stop my rambling because my rod was already red with hardness from her rubbing.
“I can’t believe all this, Grandma, I think we must all be crazy, this is insane! We’re going to be punished for this, but right now I just want to make love to Grandma, Grandma, get started!”
I looked up at my grandmother, she was removing the clothes from her body as fast as she could, on the floor were her stockings, I don’t know when she took them off, but it didn’t matter anymore, all I knew was that I was looking for a thrill right now, I needed both physical and mental stimulation.
The world in front of us has been completely turned upside down and chaotic, and what morals and ethics have long been left behind.
I’m going to trample on these so-called morals and ethics right now, I’m going to have sex with my own grandmother, I’m going to make her pregnant with my child!
When I came to my senses a little, my grandmother was completely naked, her snow-white, plump torso glowing with wintry light as she straddled me.
Oh, it was the first woman to sit on me naked, and the most amazing thing about it was that she was my grandmother, my own grandmother!
Grandma’s pussy was already soaked, blazing with lust and dripping down, her hole facing my angry, tall, erect rod.
“Son, you know very well that this is incest, but do you really not want this? Think about it, it’s the dream of many men. You’ll have two completely obedient and satisfying women as your sex slaves, and maybe a third, if you’ll let us have a daughter. Our love – me, your mother and you – doesn’t this incestuous love excite you? Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted in your heart? Good grandson, huh?”
Grandma’s words caused my rod to swell dramatically, poking right up to the mouth of her hole.
“Oh, you like it! I know, I can tell. Do you want to have sex with Grandma? Do you want to have sex with your mom? You were excited when you saw me making love to your mom, weren’t you? Join us, boy! Come with your big cock in Grandma’s horny slutty pussy! Come on, boy!”
Grandma kept teasing me with lewd words, and when I was impatient, her body suddenly sank, and before I realized what was going on, my thick rod had been engulfed by Grandma’s fiery pussy.
“Oh… this feels… oh… oh… Grandma… it feels so good… oh… oh… I want to be like this forever, Grandma can we be like this forever?”
Grandma’s hips began to rotate hard, “Of course, good boy, Grandma will always lasso you like this for as long as you like.”
The more she shook her hips, the more she turned me upside down, my soul was practically out of my body, and the black area underneath her kept surfacing as she tossed and turned, stimulating my lust.
My hips began to push upward as well, resisting my grandmother’s frantic writhing body.
Grandma leaned down and shoved her breast into my mouth, and I self-consciously bit down on it and sucked hard.
Grandma’s image at this time was completely different from her usual moralistic appearance, not only did she take the initiative to seduce her grandson, but she also rode on top of her grandson, tightly latching on to his rod with her hot pussy, while her body lustfully swayed, enjoying the pleasure brought about by this violent friction between the rod and the walls of her pussy.
She also kept whispering nasty things in my ear to further fuel my arousal.
“This is the bed your mother and her mother used to make love together, and your mother and your grandmother tongued each other’s pussies, stuck their fingers in each other’s pussies, rubbed their nubs, and together…”
Grandma’s ass was just shaking so hard that I was no match for my fledgling hairy self, I couldn’t help it, I thought I was going to cum.
I tried to tell Grandma to listen, but my mouth was too stuffed with her ample breasts to utter half a word, and all I could do was mumble vaguely and continuously, but the experienced Grandma soon understood.
“Oh, yeah, cum inside Grandma! Cum inside! Here on this bed where your mom and I lie, your mom and I are thinking of you, waiting for you to shoot your hot cum inside our slutty slutty pussies, waiting for you bad son, bad grandson, to fill our empty wombs with your lewd cum! Oh, baby, shoot it! Cum inside Grandma’s slutty pussy!”
I couldn’t help it, my grandma’s vagina kept contracting and squeezing my rod, I pushed up a few times and finally let out a stream of hot, thick semen that I had suppressed for a long time today all inside my grandma’s womb.
Grandma tightened her arms around me and her vagina contracted amazingly tight, making it completely impossible for a single drop of my cum to leak out.
“Oh, good boy, good grandson, your cum is so good, it shoots so good and full into grandma’s flower center, grandma will definitely get pregnant, good boy!”
“Grandma, you’re not going to…”
“Oh boy, don’t worry.” Grandma seemed to see through my concerns, “I know what you little devil is thinking, don’t worry, grandma will always be yours, even after giving birth to your child, grandma will still be yours. However, one time is not safe, grandma will have to do it several more times with you. Grandma will teach my good grandson how to please a woman, from now on, you have to make love with me, and your mommy every day, and you have to shoot all your cum inside me and your mommy’s slutty pussy, got it, baby?”
We spent the entire afternoon just cuddling and soothing each other’s bodies.
I tried several times to get more with my grandma, but she refused, telling me to save my strength because I still had to deal with my mom.
Mom came home at three o’clock in the afternoon, much earlier than usual, and as soon as she got back, she went to her room and took a shower.
We usually eat dinner at four in the afternoon, so I figured I’d go upstairs when Mom was done washing up.
The door to Mom’s room was open a crack, and both Mom and Grandma were lying in bed together.
This time, it was Mom’s turn to ride Grandma, and they weren’t using dildos, just their pussies rubbing hard against each other.
Mom was on top, her body twisting up and down, her lower body pressed tightly against Grandma’s bottom, and one could only imagine how deliciously exciting it was to see the two beautiful women’s fat pussies glued together and rubbing together.
Mom and Grandma just rubbed against each other for a while, and Mom’s body was shaking so much that it seemed like she was very sensitive, and I knew she was going to let it out.
That’s when Grandma whispered to Mom, “Your wonderful son shot me today.”
Mom’s ass wiggled even more.
“He ejaculated so much, it all hit my womb. And, I told him everything, he only wants to fuck his own mom now, hehehehe, he wants to fuck his own mom. I’ll help you, good daughter, we’ll deal with him together.”
Mom was obviously so aroused that her body shook violently, her lower body grinding frantically, and she soon collapsed on top of her grandmother.
Grandma turned her head towards the door, obviously she had spotted me early on, what an old fox, she really can’t hide anything from her.
She gestured to me to leave, so I closed the door behind me.
Dinner proceeded calmly, no one spoke, but there was a nerve-wracking atmosphere in the air.
Grandma didn’t say a word about our day, and I didn’t say anything either.
I certainly didn’t need to worry about it; these two grown women in the house would naturally take care of everything anyway, and there was no need for me to get involved at all.
The evening passed quietly enough, too, until ten o’clock, when I became a little apprehensive.
I looked over at my grandmother and saw her gesture to me, obviously reassuring me.
I was fidgeting, waiting and waiting, but I just couldn’t see them move, what was wrong with them all?
I noticed my grandmother gesturing to me frequently and I went back to bed.
I turned off the light and lay in bed for half an hour, and no one had come up yet, and just as I was about to go downstairs to see what was going on, I heard someone climbing up.
The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and I looked toward the doorway with wide eyes, only to see a petite figure appear in front of me.
There was no light in the room, but the moonlight from the window poured in like mercury, and everything could be seen clearly.
Judging by the silhouette, it was my mom coming, and a rush of excitement went through me.
Mom was wearing a light green nightgown, oh, technically it didn’t look like a nightgown at all, because it was as if it didn’t exist, and I could see through it to the way Mom’s moving naked torso bobbed shyly under the sheer covering.
Mom came to me, sat down, and got next to me.
“Do you really want mommy, son?” Mom’s voice trembled a little.
“Oh mom, I love you, I miss you, I miss you like crazy, yes I want you, my son really needs you!”
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Mom’s dress slipped silently off, her hands sliding up to my waist, and of course I had nothing on underneath, in fact I’d enjoyed sleeping naked for the last few years.
Mom’s hand was warm, soft, and trembled slightly as our skin met skin, but she didn’t stop there, sliding her hand down and grabbing my long erect rod, and then starting to move it up and down hard.
I grabbed my mom’s hand, and at that moment, she leaned down, and our lips met, and suddenly the passion that had been building up for a long time suddenly erupted like a volcano.
Mom’s lips were soft, moist, and the hot breath she exhaled was intoxicating with a sweet, fresh scent.
Mom’s tongue came in and I responded to her love passionately, our tongues intertwining fiercely.
I took Mom’s slippery, soft tongue and sucked on it, desperately trying to get her sweet saliva into my stomach.
Oh, mama’s kisses, sweet kisses that haunt me to this day.
Mom let go of my rod and took my hand, guiding it to touch her pussy.
Mom’s pussy was already a little wet, her pussy was warm, unusually soft to the touch, and hairy, very comfortable to touch, I didn’t need Mom’s urging, so I started rubbing her pussy.
My finger slipped into my mom’s pussy, and just as I had imagined, my mom’s pussy was quite narrow, and as soon as my finger was inserted, it was surrounded by soft, hot, lustful flesh.
I pumped my fingers hard, in and out of my mom’s narrow channel.
Mom was very sensual, her body swaying gently with the momentum of my entry and exit, a low moan escaping from her mouth, and her pussy secreting a constant stream of wet, slippery liquid that clung to my fingers, making my entry and exit even easier.
Mom didn’t leave me alone either, kissing me passionately while grabbing onto my thick rod again and stroking it hard.
Her breathing was heavy and the hot breath she exhaled kept spraying my face, eyes, nose and ears, making me dizzy.
She whispered in my ear, “You know what? Good son, mommy is going to teach you how to make love to a woman and how to ambulate two middle-aged women, but tonight we’re just going to enjoy ourselves first.”
Mom said and sealed my mouth again, and it was then that I really realized how wonderful a kiss could be.
Mom’s slippery soft tongue into my mouth, and my tongue enthusiastically intertwined, the tip of the tongue licking around, licking back and forth on the walls of my mouth, so that I can not help but just know forget to suck Mom’s as soft as cotton candy tongue.
Mom took a look at my lower body and the look in her eyes was one of awe, and I knew that I was completely hard there, and that my lower body was slippery with mom’s oozing lewdness clinging to my belly.
Mom grinned cheekily, “Looks like we’re all going to have to take a shower later.”
Mom, like a grandmother, straddling me, in the watery moonlight illumination, mom’s naked torso as if covered with a layer of light silver, the contours of the body outlined extremely clearly, soft curves, erect peaks, slender waist, round and plump hips.
Oh, I can’t stand it. Mom’s body is so mesmerizing!
Under the moonlight, mom’s skin looked polished and silky, as if coated in a layer of gelatin, and when she ran her hands over her son’s body, her own smooth skin would suddenly ripple like a pool of blown spring water, shimmering in the moonlight.
Mom’s hands caressed her breasts, twisting and pulling her nipples hard, and I watched, reaching over to join her.
But mom pushed my hand away.
“Don’t move, boy, just be a good boy and watch your mommy. Tonight you just need to be able to shoot your cum into mommy, and tomorrow I’ll let you be completely free.”
I had to hold back the rising arousal in my heart and watch quietly as my mom stroked herself with self-indulgence.
Mom’s body kept shaking, kneeling on top of me, her hands squeezed her full breasts as hard as kneading dough, her head bobbing from side to side, her shoulder-length hair flying in all directions, and under the moonlight, she looked like a banshee coming out of the bath in the forest, and the scene was indescribably bizarre and lewd, and people’s senses suddenly became much more sensitive.
Her hand slid down and took hold of my rod, and as my body undulated, my glans was constantly surrounded by something soft, the contact was brief but gave me a strong thrill, I guessed it had to be mom’s pussy.
I remembered that when Grandma and I did it she didn’t climax at all and I just got off on myself.
Now mom obviously didn’t have much confidence in me either, so she had to masturbate herself first to stimulate herself so she could let it out with me.
I was a little frustrated at the thought, but I was aware of my strengths, I had little experience yet, and although I had the drive of a young man, I didn’t know how to control the timing of my ejaculation.
In fact, just the thought of sticking my big rod in my mom’s mesmerizing pussy gave me the urge to cum, and at this point, all mom had to do was give me a little mild stimulation, and I was guaranteed to lose my armor immediately.
The undulations of mom’s body were getting more and more frantic, her grip on my rod was getting tighter and tighter, and her body was already visibly shaking.
“Oh…baby…come on…oh… Oh…fulfill your vision…ah…ah…stick your big cock…into…mommy’s slit…mommy’s slit is already open for her own son …oh…oh…oh…come on…come on fuck your own mommy! …oh…oh…cum inside mommy…make mommy pregnant…give…a big fat boy to your own son…. …oh…oh…oh…oh…yes…mommy…likes her own son to cum inside her…cum…cum to mommy …oh…oh…oh…mommy is so hard…ah…oh…oh…oh…good boy …Mommy’s heart is so itchy…itchy…oh…oh…oh…quick…boy…quick give Mommy your big cock…. …come on…stick it in…oh…oh…oh…Mommy loves to give her son her slutty pussy…oooh…oh…oh… …come on in…good son…dear son…cum for mommy…come on…cum for mommy…oh…oh…oh…oh…oh! …oh…oh…oh…oh…”
I had been unable to hold back for a long time, and as soon as mom’s command was given, my rod was already pressed against the mouth of her dripping pussy.
I pushed hard inside, and the whole rod immediately went in flush, plunging completely into my mom’s hot pussy.
Mom’s pussy was really very tight, if it wasn’t already very lubricated and if I pushed in hard, it would have been very difficult indeed to get in, but this compactness gave me great stimulation, the thick flesh and mom’s tight flesh walls rubbed strongly against each other, giving me extremely strong stimulation, and there was something indescribably cool about that feeling.
However, mom was in misery, she cried out and fell on top of me in a flash, her forehead oozing with fine beads of sweat from the pain, her arms wrapped tightly around me, saying repeatedly, “It hurts, be gentle, you little scoundrel, you’re hurting mommy so much.”
I stopped jerking my rod in a hurry and looked at my mom as if I had done something wrong.
Mom rested for a while before biting my earlobe and smiling foodily, “Silly son, how could mom really blame you, it’s too late for mom to want to praise you. What woman doesn’t like to be plugged by an oversized baby? I can’t imagine that my little son actually has such a big capital, mommy likes it so much, don’t be silly, quick, quick move ah, mommy is already fine, mommy’s bottom is so itchy, good son, quick give mommy to stop the itch!”
I gathered my courage and swung forward again.
Mom’s pussy was hot, and the lustful flesh around it was scraping my rod tightly, making it a pleasure to move in and out.
I pumped vigorously with intent, each thrust unusually powerful, Mom on top of me, her body rising and falling violently, her hips rocking frantically from side to side, my breathing growing so rapid I couldn’t help but scream.
“Oh… oh… mom… son… I can’t… oh… mom… I’m going to cum… I’m going to cum inside you!”
Mom hurriedly sped up her stroking and screamed, “Great, good boy, to cum all the way inside mom, oh… mom is going to give out too boy, let’s all come out together… oh… oh… oh… …”
My vibrant and passionate cum shot out in an instant, hitting hard inside my mom’s extremely constricted pussy heart.
Mom’s body trembled uncontrollably, her vagina contracted violently, and as if there was a powerful attraction deep in the center of her pussy, she absorbed every drop of my ejaculate into it.
My rod spasmed and spasmed, desperately spitting out all I had until I had completely filled my mom’s womb, and I weakened.
Mom tightened her arms around me and her convulsing cunt calmed down, but still clung to my shaft that had softened as it radiated all its desire.
Mom crouched over me, her face pressed against my broad chest.
After a long time, mom took a long breath and said, “So comfortable! Mom never expected to have such an intense orgasm from sex with her own son, son, you’re old enough to give Mom all the pleasure she needs, and Mom is so lucky to have had such a wonderful son as you.”
We just snuggled, talked about love, planned our future, and then mother and son just snuggled up and went to sleep.
The next day was Sunday, and I slept in until eleven o’clock at noon, when I woke up with a start, feeling unusually relaxed, energized, and full of strength, with last night’s passion still flowing through me.
I looked at my pillow, my mom was gone, but the warm scent of her body still lingered in the comforter.
I went downstairs to the dining room to eat breakfast, when I passed by the living room, I stopped in my tracks, only to see that the living room is full of pillows, the bed sheet is messy on the floor, on top of which there are two listless beauties lying side by side — mom and grandma.
“Hey, lazybones, you’re up. Our two horny ladies are waiting and want to get started themselves.” Grandma said as she looked at me with a smirk.
“Yes, son, if you don’t come yet, Mommy will have to lick your grandmother’s slit all by herself.” Mommy said with a giggle, her two fat breasts quivering as she looked on, making me gulp.
“Uh–Mom, Grandma, I think I should take a shower first, I’m so dirty.”
I remembered my mom’s words yesterday, she had said she wanted me to take a shower.
They both looked at each other and let out a knowing smile.
“Don’t worry, baby. We won’t be licking your body today, but, your grandmother and I have agreed that we are going to deal with you together, and my poor baby, don’t think that you’re going to have an easy time fooling around today.” Mom said.
I was just what I wanted and said joyfully, “I’m not afraid of the two of you together, so don’t beg for mercy when the time comes.”
Grandma got an impish smile on her face and said, “Get your little butt over here, little fool, Grandma can’t wait.”
I lay down next to Grandma, admiring her beautiful face, and Mom got into the act, spreading her feet apart, her face coming up and tonguing her pussy, but her eyes were directed at me, signaling me to join her in posing for Grandma.
I lowered my head and got next to my mom and got face to face with her, rubbing against each other and licking my grandmother’s slit with my tongue.
Grandma moaned and we licked even more vigorously, my tongue intertwining with Mom’s as we plunged together into Grandma’s already wet hole of flesh, playing with each other inside while sucking hard on Grandma’s and each other’s saliva.
Mom let my tongue go deeper, attacking Grandma’s depths, while she herself concentrated on licking her protruding nub.
Grandma’s reaction was very violent, I knew that she hadn’t leaked when she made love to me, and this time I finally got to see Grandma in a state of disarray, under the combined attack of my mom and I, Grandma’s body trembled violently, and the inside of her pussy was so incredibly hot that it was literally making a mess inside, and her lust continued to gush out.
I more vigorously with my tongue in the grandmother’s vagina force back and forth stirring, grandmother’s body shook violently, immediately blazing hot obscene water gushed out, a brain hit my face and mouth in a hurry, I licked the obscene liquid stuck on the lips, salty, a little astringent.
Mom was cheering me on, telling me to hurry up and stick my rod in Grandma’s slutty pussy, saying that it would make her reach a higher orgasm.
Without saying a word, I lifted up my rod that had already jumped up and down, and thrust it hard into my grandmother’s constantly dripping pussy, plunging the whole rod all the way in.
Grandma’s flesh was obviously much more spacious than mom’s, and I didn’t have an ounce of difficulty entering, but Grandma’s flesh still tightened around my rod, and a warm, comfortable sensation enveloped my body as I began to thrust harder.
Mom, in turn, turned around and brought her pussy in front of Grandma’s face so that she could lick her pussy.
Mom took my hands and pressed them to my own ample breasts and told me to rub them hard and told me not to just fuck hard, that I would cum easily.
She wanted me to get the speed of my pumping right and to fuck in rhythm so it would last.
I tried various rhythms of fast and slow, sometimes a few quick thrusts, sometimes a slow half-dozen thrusts to the bottom, and I tried shallow thrusts before suddenly slamming into the bottom.
Grandma was already babbling under my fancy thrusts, her ass only knowing how to frantically jerk upward to meet my thrusts, her pussy dripping a steady stream of blazing lust.
I gradually got the rhythm of my thrusts and gradually became more and more comfortable enough to manipulate my grandmother in a good way.
I looked up and saw my mom’s face flushed red and her lower body rubbing uncontrollably against my grandmother’s face, looking very horny and desperate.
I pulled out my rod, pulled my mom over and plunged my thick rod into her wet pussy, and immediately the tightness surrounded my rod again.
I pumped harder and harder, and Grandma, who was getting more and more horny down there from the sudden emptiness, and who had just said she wouldn’t lick me, couldn’t help but bring her face down to my lower back and tongue the area where Mom and I were joined.
With each of my withdrawals, Grandma’s tongue was busy wrapping itself around my rod.
Mom wrapped her arms tightly around me, her plump, angry breasts pressing against my chest, grinding hard, her lower body actively catering to my movements, a moan escaping her lips.
Grandma couldn’t stand it any longer down there, and pushed up her ass, pressing her long-cold pussy against my rod, rubbing it hard, begging me to give her satisfaction.
I had to stick my finger in Grandma’s hot, lusty pussy and thrust hard to get her to relieve herself first.
Mom leaned back and lay down on the bed, hooking me on top of her as well, and Grandma switched with her, taking her turn at the top and Mom at the bottom, with Grandma bringing her itchy, uncomfortable pussy up to Mom’s mouth and asking her to lick and suck it for her while I continued to fuck Mom’s tight pussy.
After a while of this continued thrusting, I pushed my grandmother down on the bed as well, so that the two women were lying side by side, and then I lifted my meat stick and took turns thrusting into both of their slutty pussies.
So much so that I was getting closer and closer to the moment of ejaculation.
Mom and Grandma’s pussies were oozing more and more moisture, and with every jerk I could bring out a huge amount of lustful fluid that stirred up onto their little bellies.
I couldn’t hold back, but I didn’t know who I was supposed to cum for, so I just had to stick it in wherever I could.
After a few sharp thrusts, my rod finally ejaculated, and this time, instead of ejaculating in my mom and grandma’s holes, I spilled all of my thick cum on their bellies, pussies, and faces, and then lay on my back next to them, panting uncontrollably and vigorously.
We lay like that for a long, long time, and then Grandma and Mom got up and cleaned me with their tongues.
With my mom licking and sucking, I came back to life, pulling her over and putting her in the doggy position, then fucking her narrow pussy hard again, quickly cumming inside her again.
Reluctantly, Grandma rubbed her wet pussy against my rod to get me on my feet again, causing me to have to satisfy Grandma one more time.
Afterwards, Grandma and Mom licked me clean of all the filth, and then, finally, both of them then cleaned each other up as well.
Afterward, we went to the bathroom together for a painful shower.
Of course, I couldn’t help but be pestered by Grandma and Mom in the bathroom, and I comfortably ejaculated another round.
In fact, for the next two months, I was living like a god.
Mom and Grandma took turns serving me every day, pleasuring their sons or grandsons with their ripe bodies, and my skills became more and more excellent, matching my natural instincts, often making Grandma and Mom die and beg for mercy.
We experimented with anal sex, tried triple bedding, played with all sorts of sex props, in short, pretty much any kind of play we could think of we tried.
One day, two months later, what was destined to happen happened.
That day, I came home from school and both my grandmother and my mom were sitting on the couch, fully clothed, not naked in their rooms waiting for me to come back like they always did.
I sat down next to them and looked at them.
After these two months of my diligent watering, both Grandma and Mom have become more and more delicate, both of them are glowing, adding to the maturity of women.
It was Grandma who spoke first.
“Honey, do you remember when you spent the night at your friend’s house two months ago? Someone was spending the night at our house that night.”
I don’t remember anything like that, and I looked at my mom.
Mom nodded and said to me, “You must have seen him, he knows us well, he’s your friend.”
I was even more filled with confusion, I remembered that I had never been in the habit of staying out all night, and two months ago I had been a standard good boy, so how could I have stayed out all night?
Seeing my embarrassment, Grandma and Mom both laughed happily.
“Oh, you were out for the night, baby, let mommy remind you.” Mom smiled slyly and said, “There was a man that stayed at our house that night, and you happened to be out, and we didn’t tell you about it. That man slept with both your mom and grandma, and we certainly didn’t go around talking about it, it was very humiliating.”
Grandma added, “But unfortunately, that man got us all pregnant, can you believe it? One against two and got them both pregnant, the doctors said it was a miracle, but it’s true.”
It dawned on me that my mom and grandma were already pregnant and they were looking for an excuse to cover up the fact that we were having a baby from our incestuous union.
The months that followed were amazing months, we were careful with our sexual affairs and always had kinky fun together as a trio.
When they started nursing, I got a taste of it, and it was such a different feeling to eat my mom’s and grandma’s milk again after growing up so much.
Every night, they would pin me down, squeeze their heaving breasts, shoot their milk all over me, and then all come together to lick it. I would then shoot my cum all over them and they would eat it with this mixture.
I don’t know if I should call them twins, but they were both born on the same day and came out at the same moment anyway.
Suddenly I was a father with two lovely daughters.
Both daughters are very lively and lovely, looking very much like their mother, and I can imagine that when they grow up, they will be two big beauties as well.
It’s amazing how I get sexual urges when I’m straddling them.
I’d stick my finger on my daughters’ little mouths and they’d instantly suck on my finger, so tightly, so much more than their moms.
When I run my hand over their cute little slits, they giggle with delight and open their cute little hands and wrap them around my arms.
My mom, grandma and I unanimously decided that by the time they were fifteen, we would bring them into our family tradition and make them truly part of our incestuous family.
But until then, I promise not to lay a finger on them. What I need is to wait.
I couldn’t help but get excited imagining what it would be like fifteen years from now when I was in bed with my two lovely young daughters, and maybe my mom and grandma, having all the kinky fun together.
But I must endure, and this endurance is necessary for nothing more than a short fifteen years, which will soon pass.
Fifteen years from now, I will shoot my hot semen, which I have suppressed for fifteen years, completely and without reservation, into the virginal cunts of my two daughters, who will give birth to a few more children for me, and what kind of obscene scene will it be then?
I can’t imagine.
I have hope now, I have a goal for the next fifteen years, and isn’t hope what people live for?
The future, the future I envision, is just around the corner.