Afterward, Eunice could scarcely believe what had happened. It'd been like a dream over which she'd had no control. Only it hadn't been a dream. The physical effects of the thorough screwing she'd taken from Becky's huge dog remained with her. There was a pleasant sense of satisfaction in her middle-aged loins and her body fairly glowed with a feeling of well-being.
But she felt cheap and dirty, and scrubbing herself under a steaming shower didn't help much because these notions were in her head where the cleansing water couldn't reach. She kept halfway expecting God to strike her dead for the horrible wickedness to which she'd succumbed.
He didn't. Nor did the world stop. When she looked in the mirror after her shower and douche she detected no outward difference in her reflection. She felt different, though, and in the back of her mind she knew the change in her would be a permanent thing.
It was as if there were two opposing forces operating within her. One part of her felt guilty and ashamed over the perverted sex acts she'd witnessed and committed; the other part of her was delighted with the sinful way she and her daughter had carried on with the horny Great Dane.
Perhaps Becky's right, after all, Eunice thought as she caressingly applied a scented body lotion to the healthily glowing pink skin of her freshly bathed body. It was good. There's no denying that. And as long as no one knows, like Becky said: "Who IS it hurting?" Me? Becky? Buster? Not physically, that's for sure! It might be nasty but it was awful nice, and I have to admit that I really did enjoy it so much! I feel like I'm… how do the young people put it…? Coming unglued. Oh, that daughter of mine! Damn her sweet hide anyway for leading me astray that way. If I don't watch out, that beautiful girl will be teaching me all kinds of immoral new tricks.
Oh, for goodness sakes, I didn't tell Becky about Reed! It completely slipped my mind till this minute. Oh, well, no need to now. He's only a little boy. After what Becky and I just did, I won't have any trouble keeping him in line. And he's so young. I'll have to keep my hands off him and, in time, I'm sure he'll forget all about what Nanna did to him the other night.
Had Eunice been able to stick with her resolution, everything probably would've worked out the way she figured. But the road to hell is paved with good intentions – a favorite saying of hers which she should've recalled but didn't – and her moral defenses were already lowered. She'd yielded to temptation four times now and the pattern of her previously prim and proper behavior was, without her realizing it, in a state of flux.
Having forbidden Reed to speak of her indiscretion, or to display his penis in her presence ever again, Eunice presumed that she was on fairly safe ground so far as her appealing young grandson was concerned. The plump eight-year-old had been awakened to the joys of sex, however, and he wanted more. To him, incest was just a word, sin a concept that he was as yet too immature to grasp. The little rascal was quite persistent in his desires, and more resourceful than his youngish grandmother suspected in getting her into another compromising situation.
"I think I need another enema, Nanna," he said. It was Wednesday night. He'd just finished his homework, which earned him the right to turn on the TV. Television didn't interest him at the moment, though. More enjoyable things were on his scheming young mind.
"All right," Eunice said, putting down the magazine she'd been reading. "I guess it has been about a week, hasn't it?"
Far as she was concerned, her weekly enema and daily vitamins were what kept her in the pink of health, so it's only natural that she would want to instill these habits in her grandson. Sex was farthest thing from her mind when she preceded the child into the bathroom and began preparing his enema while he started disrobing without having to be told.
"Lie down on the towel, dear, and hold your knees up to your chest for me," she instructed the nude lad as she hung the prepared hot water bottle on the wall.
Without a peep of protest, he did as he was told. Eunice smiled her approval without actually looking at him, and dipped the middle finger of her right hand into the jar of cold cream which she kept especially for anal lubrication. It was only after she'd assumed a squatting position below his rotund bottom that she noticed the semierect condition of his boyish penis. Just the sight of it sent an unwanted illicit thrill rippling up her spine, for the memory of its musky taste excited her against her will.
Oh, no, she thought, I'll just ignore his erection. If Reed mentions it, I'll scold him good and put an end to any future foolishness once and for all.
Reed didn't mention it, and Eunice, deciding that she was overreacting, felt silly. He was lying there innocent as a little lamb with his knees held up to his chest. He was looking at her face not his peter. She doubted that he even knew it was growing steadily.
I'm too edgy, she told herself. It's all in my mind. Reed's been behaving himself lately. It's over. I mustn't do or say anything that might cause him to start thinking about it again.
"Are you ready?" she asked.
He nodded.
"You're not scared this time, are you?"
He shook his head.
"Good. Then you won't mind spreading your cheeks for me, will you?" She didn't want to touch him any more than was absolutely necessary.
"Like this?" He reached down and pulled open his plump buttocks.
"That'll do fine. Keep your legs up, though. A little higher. Okay, now don't move."
Eunice couldn't understand why she was so nervous. It was almost as though she was afraid to touch him at all. Her hands were starting to tremble.
You're only giving him an enema! she scolded herself. What's the matter with you? There's nothing wrong in that, is there? Of course not, so quit being stupid and get a grip on yourself!
The trouble was, it was his cute little dick not herself that she felt like getting a grip on. Telling herself that it would be all over in a couple of moments, that she must control her lewd urge for decency's sake, she applied a coating of cold cream to the rectal nozzle while she mentally steeled herself for the necessary task of lubricating his anus.
It occurred to Eunice that she ought to teach Reed how to give himself an enema. He was too tempting. She didn't want to be going through this every week from now on. Next time. Then she would make him do it all himself. She would instruct him. Nothing more. Not this time, though.
She'd already started and it wouldn't do to change course at this point. He might suspect that she was afraid to touch him. The way she was feeling, she couldn't afford to let him get any ideas.
Go on! a voice inside her said. Get it over with. The longer you hesitate, the more difficult it's going to be! Hurry up! You're weakening fast! Do it now, before you lose control of yourself and wind up doing something else you'll be sorry for later!
"What are you waiting for, Nanna?"
Eunice glanced up at Reed's inquisitive face. Was she imagining it, or was he beginning to smirk a tiny bit! She cleared her throat. "I, uh, was thinking about something else," she lied. "Are you ready now?"
"I been ready," he said, and with a grin, glanced down at his fully erected penis then up to look her directly in the eye.
"Now look out, young man," she warned, her cheeks flushing as she quickly averted her gaze.
He played dumb. "What do you mean, Nanna!"
"You know very well what I mean. You've got a hard-on."
"It's not my fault. It got that way all by itself. I can't help it. Honest, I can't."
"No, I suppose you can't," she reasoned. "All right, forget it. Just lie still and let's get this over with."
Reluctantly she moved her shaking hand forward, aiming the ball of her outstretched mid finger toward the appealing pinkness of his rose rectum. His pouting orifice felt feverish. Eunice's heart skipped a beat the instant she touched it. It was all she could do to keep from emitting the whimper that rose into her throat.
A rush of vertigo swept over her. The bathroom seemed to be revolving around her. All of a sudden she felt lightheaded, almost giddy, and there was the strangest humming sound rolling round and around inside her head. She was feeling almost exactly the way she'd felt when watching Becky and Buster had become exciting rather than disgusting.
The same melting sensations were taking place inside her as, her head swimming and her vision blurred, Eunice began smearing white cold cream over the rosy smoothness of Reed's slightly protuberant anus. The ball of her finger made one complete circle around the alluring aperture of the tender little mound before it ever swiped over the buttonhole opening itself.
Reed's febrile flesh quivered at her touch. He let out his breath in what she thought was a sigh. She couldn't tell for sure, what with her heart sounding like a tom-tom inside her head. She wiped the front of her finger down over his rectum, then reversed the process and dragged the back of it up over the indented rosebud, leaving it covered with cold cream.
She was hurrying as fast as she could but knew she was dallying too long. Once again she was becoming fascinated with his anal region. The task was completed. He was lubricated sufficiently now.
Leave him alone! Get on with it! her conscience screamed.
But her hand wouldn't obey her mind. It remained stubbornly where it was, and her finger, as if it had a mind of its own, began rimming round and around the ultra-smooth edges of his oblong opening. She started rubbing the ball of her finger into the child's forbidden portal.
Stop it, stop it! You're playing with fire! warned her conscience.
No, no, I'm not doing anything wrong, she insisted, knowing full well that she was lying to herself even as she thought it. I'm lubricating him, that's all. I have to work it into him a little bit don't I? Of course I do! Otherwise I might hurt him!
Deluding herself thusly, Eunice nearly felt justified in her actions as she continued to massage his rectum, probing the ball of her finger a tiny bit deeper into it each time around.
"Oh, Nanna, that feels good," Reed sighed.
The sound of his voice snapped her out of the trancelike mood she'd inadvertently fallen into. She jerked her head away. Her expression mirrored her flustered embarrassment. Quickly she transferred the rectal syringe to her right hand and tried to stick it in him.
"No, Nanna!" he cried, letting go his buttocks and grabbing her wrist. "You forgot to dilate me like you did last time. Don't you have to do that first?"
"I don't think, uh, that will be ne-necessary that ti-time," she stammered.
"Yes, ma'am, you got to! I'm a'scared to let you stick that old hard, cold thing in me unless you dilate me with your finger first!"
"Oh, all right then!" she whined in frustration. "Maybe I should dilate you, at that: I guess it can hurt anything, can it? Turn loose of my wrist and spread your buttie for me again."
He readily obeyed.
What a cute little butthole! she moaned inwardly as he tugged apart his fatty buns and she looked down to see his exposed rectum winking up at her. Damn it, how did I get myself into this?!
Against her better judgment Eunice transferred the therapeutic apparatus back to her other hand and wedged the tip of her cold-creamed finger into the lad's well-lubricated orifice. Being careful not to scratch his tender tissue with her nail, she eased her finger into his tight elastic ring.
When the first knuckle snapped into his buttonhole anus, the child sucked in his breath and shivered involuntarily.
Eunice paused. She gulped audibly and licked her dry lips. Beads of perspiration popped out on her forehead as she attempted, without much success, to fight down the excitement that was welling up within her.
"I don't really need an enema," Reed confessed. "This is what I wanted! Oh, Nanna, your finger feels so good! Stick it all the way up into me! Dilate me good!"
"You naughty boy!" Eunice scolded. "I ought to paddle you good! And if I had a lick of sense, that's what I'd do, too!"
But she wasn't really angry with him. It was more her fault than his, for awakening his erotic nature in the first place. God only knew where Becky had got her sensuality, but she was his mother and had evidently passed it on to him via genes or bloodline or whatever.
"Oh, Nanna, don't be that way," he pleaded, those innocent, big blue eyes of his staring up imploringly at her, melting the last traces of her resistance. "You like it, too, don't you?"
"God help me, but I do," she admitted, slowly sinking the rest of her shameless finger in through the tightly quivering ring of his puckered asshole. She began waggling it around in the heated depth of his gripping rectum. "You sweet, sweet boy! Just look at that pretty peter! It's nice and fat now, isn't it? Would you like for your wicked Nanna to suck it again?"
"If you… want to!" he gasped, squirming with pleasure as she finger-fucked his erogenous butthole.
"Yes, yes, I do want to!" she whined, and wrapped her fingers around the upstanding object of her overpowering desire. "It's wrong… wrong! But I can't help it and I know you can't either!"
The enema forgotten, Eunice shifted into a kneeling position and leaned over the irresistible young boy. She moistened her lips with her tongue. Het eyes turned smoky. She stared raptly at the compelling sight of his rosy glans penis. Up and down her left hand moved, popping foreskin hood on and off the blood-filled bulb.
"Oh, God!" she whimpered. Her mouth was watering for it now.
Decency be damned! she moaned silently, giving it to him up the asshole with her finger while stroked his small, turgid pecker. I've got to have it in my mouth again! Listen to him panting! He can hardly get his breath! The sweet thing is dying for me to go down on him! But he doesn't want me to suck him off any more than I want to do it! Dear Lord, what's going to become of us?! There'll be no turning back after this!
"Kiss it, Nanna!" he begged. "My tallywhacker!"
"Yes, I'll kiss it, precious! And how I'll kiss it!" she crooned, her trembling fingers peeling back his foreskin all the way.
She lowered her head and pressed her pursed lips over the slitted end of his bone-hard erection. Smack! She planted one on it.
"Oouuu!" she whimpered.
Smack, smack, smack! She began moving her head around, raining fervent wet kisses all over the taut-skinned surface of his warm, satin-smooth dickhead.
"Oh, baby, how sweet it is!" she husked.
Her emotions running away with her, Eunice inserted her finger palm-deep into his tiny rectum and held it that way, swirling it around in his feverish anal passage while she massaged his small, quivering testicles with her thumb. Then she extended her pink tongue and started curling it worshipfully over, under and around the bared head of his peter. The musky flavor of it only whetted her appetite for more. The sin of what she was doing thrilled her enormously.
Though she'd been fighting emotions such as this all her life, the forty-six-year-old widow welcomed them with open arms now. She felt deliciously dirty. She'd been deceiving herself for years but there was no denying the truth of her emerging sensuality.
Her fingers tugged down on the base of Reed's fat shaft, keeping his prepuce drawn back to the limit as she formed her lips into a soft, receptive circle. She fitted the O of her red oral petals over the bluntly rounded end of his young penis and let her head down a couple of inches.
"Mmm!" she whimpered, and wrapped her puffy lips snugly around the top of his shaft.
Emitting a nasal sigh of delectation, she sucked down longingly on a salty-tasting bulb of boyish turgidity. For a moment she held only the sleek knob in her mouth, her cheeks drawing inward from the force of her suction as she paid oral homage to the swollen crown with her insatiable tongue gliding smoothly round and around it.
"Ooohhh!" Reed moaned, shivering as the warm, wet oral cavern of his youngish grandmother enclosed the most sensitive part of his anatomy, her nibbling lips and flashing tongue sending prickles of pleasure down to the root of his stem and beyond.
A licentious mood such as Eunice had rarely experienced was sweeping over her now. The very sordidness of her vulgar act made it all the more enjoyable for her. The prick of her daughter's young son had a tangy flavor that she dearly loved. She savored it to the fullest, making tiny mewling noises in her throat as she maintained the suction and spit-washed every bit of his rosy glans, using her tongue as if it were a washcloth.
She released his shaft, pulled her hand out of the way and began lowering her head. The lascivious sensations of his blood-filled stalk grazing the inner surfaces of her encircling lips brought a surge of saliva from her tingling salivary glands. She swallowed the mouthful of pecker-flavored spit and kept easing her head down until she felt the forefront of his pulsating organ snuggling up to the soft membrane lining the back of her throat.
More! More! the carnivorous creature within her cried.
Suddenly she was starved for cock! A whimper-like sob of unconditional surrender escaped from her passion-flared nostrils. Her brain boiled like a pot of mush from the intense heat of her perverted lust.
Willfully she plunged her head down. Her forehead went Splat! against the layer of fat covering Reed's lower abdomen. The boy's throbbing dickhead swabbed down into the upper region of her straining throat. Her puffy red lips mashed flat against the perspiration-moistened skin of his hairless young groin.
"Uuummm!" she moaned through her nose.
Reed's body went rigid and he sucked in his breath. Then he relaxed all at once, going, "AAAHHH!" as he lost control of his limbs.
His pudgy fingers lost their hold on his behind and his fatty buns sprang closed around Eunice's right hand, the middle finger of which was embedded clear to the palm in his spastically constricted anal sheath. His legs descended in a series of jerky motions, his heels skidding down Eunice's arched back before his feet flopped to the floor with his elevated knees spreading to make a V of his plump thighs.
My God, how sweettt! Eunice thought, for the helplessness of his blissful condition struck a responsive cord in her that increased her unnatural desire tenfold.
She worked her anally entrapped finger around in a circular motion, massaging the velvety softness of his inner assflesh. Impulsively she swallowed around the head of his peter that was lodged in her throat.
"Ohh, ohhhh!" the eight-year-old gasped, his mouth agape and his eyes blinking rapidly.
Eunice sucked down harshly and began raising her head. Her oral petals pulled out obscenely around the saliva-wetted shaft of his erection. She came up all the way, her lips effecting a lewd slurping noise as they lost the lad's musk-flavoured knob.
"Do you like it?" she gasped, knowing the question was unnecessary by the look on his girlishly pretty face but wanting to hear him say so anyway.
"Yeah!" he husked, nodding. "Oh, Nanna suck it so-some more!"
She licked her lips gloatingly. This was terribly wrong but she didn't give a hoot. Eunice knew now where Becky had gotten her sensual nature from – she inherited it from her! The only difference between them was that Becky had never denied it and tried to hide from it the way she herself had. But now the flames of raw passion had burned away the thin veneer of propriety and laid bare the carnal cravings of the she-creature that she'd never suspected was a hidden part of her personality, and Eunice was for the first time seeing herself not as she thought she ought to be, but as she actually was. It was a tremendous relief, as if an oppressive burden had suddenly been lifted from her. She felt like diving headlong onto lust and reveling in all its immoral glories, and there was nothing to restrain her because her inhibitions had virtually been ripped out by the roots.
"What do you want me to suck, Reed?"
"My Ta-tallywhacker!"
"You're Nanna's big boy now!It's your cock! Say it, honey!"
"My c-cock!" he whined.
"Shit, yesss! Your cock! Your darling little cock! Cock, cock, cock! I lloovvee itt!"
"Su-suck my cock, Nanna!"
"Oh, Precious,yes, yes,I'll gladly suck your sweet cock! I want to! Jesus, it's so exciting! I'm going to eat your dick and make you cum in my mouth! That's what you want, isn't it? To fuck your hot-assed Nanna in the face! Well, I want it, toooo!!!"
She tossed her hair out of the way and started stroking her finger in and out of his tightly gripping asshole as she lowered her head and began licking every inch of his upward-angled pecker, her tongue making wet lapping noises.
Her lips and tongue wouldn't leave him alone. Lustfully she spit-bathed his penis and testicles, and the rest of his sweaty, satin-skinned crotch, as well. His pubic area was completely devoid of hair, but his immature genitals were giving off a purely sexual odor that mingled with the earthy smell of his asscrack. The musky aroma wafted into her nose and stung her discerning nostrils in a highly agreeable manner, while the tangy flavor of his sex organs titillated her appreciative taste buds in a way that made her tingle clear down to her toes.
Eunice was getting so hot she couldn't think straight. A slave to her mushrooming lust, she was only dimly aware of the sordid things she was doing. Her overpowering emotions drove her deeper into the doubly depraved act of simultaneous incest and oral perversions. Her young grandson was ungodly delicious. She felt as if she could eat him alive!
She threw back her head and let out a mournful wail which expressed the unbearable torture of her lust-crazed condition. Her eyes had a glassy sheen. Her lips were parched and swollen. The wild thumping of her heart sounded like a jackhammer gone berserk.
"Yes, yesss… it's glorious!" she shrieked.
And with that she lunged her head back down, her mouth open wide, and joyously engulfed Reed's pounding peter. Her nose flattened against his sweat-dampened belly and her lower lip covered half of his tightly quivering young nuts.
"Uuumm-Mmmmm!!" she moaned and, frigging his butthole with her shameless finger, she started blowing him as if her very life depended on it.
Ravenously she sucked his dick, her hair flying this way and that from the frantic bobbing motions of her head. Her tongue wasn't idle either. It darted about like a snake, lapping at the prominent vein running the length of his shaft undersurface, curling avidly over the musky morsel of his bloated glans penis.
"Nanna! Ohhhhh! Oh Nan-naaahhhhhhi!!" the boy bleated as he lay there twitching ecstatically from the wild sensations her hot, wet mouth was bestowing upon him so generously.
You're a horrible slut! A low-down, filthy cocksucker! Eunice's conscience railed with one last surge of outrage before her overpowering passion squashed it like a steamroller, leaving her free to yell back: You're Goddamned right! That's what I am… and I lloovvee it! It's wonderful…wonderfulll!!!
Eunice's head arced furiously up and down. Her cheeks pumped suckingly in and out. The middle finger of her right hand sawed incessantly away at the erogenous ring of the child's feverish asshole. She was beside herself with perverted desire now. The only thing in the world that mattered to her was the delectable dick in her mouth, and the fantastic pleasure it gave her to be sucking it so voraciously. Her puffy red lips clung to his stem, pulling out luridly around the spit-slick shaft as she raised her head, then folding in to press against the fronts of her teeth in joyous surrender as she plunged her head back down again, swabbing her own throat with the blood-engorged crown.
What with her gobbling his knob and frigging his anus at the same time, it was too much for the eight-year-old. The pleasure from her hungry, hot mouth, doubled and redoubled until he couldn't stand it.
"Ohh, ohh, ohh!" he cried piteously, thrashing about in the near-agony of his impending orgasm.
Realizing she was about to bring him off, and wanting it more than anything, Eunice lifted her head until only the pulsating glans remained inside her mouth. She speeded up the tempo of her butt-stabbing finger, really giving it to him a mile a minute as she sucked down on his swollen dickhead with the force of some gigantic industrial vacuum cleaner. Her tongue flailed whiplike at the lad's ultra-sensitive bulb in her frantic effort hasten his climax.
"Ooohhhhh…Nanna Nan-naahh… unn, Unn…uuunnnnnnn… unggg, ungg uuuunnnnggggaaahhhh!!!"
Orgasm took him over. He shuddered. He groaned. The head of his aching rod expanded to the limit inside Eunice's greedily suctioning cavity and then his whole peter started jerking and throbbing rhythmically.
"Oooooohhhhhh!!!"
His small balls drew up tight against his groin and began twitching. Eunice rammed her finger all the way up his butt. She could feel the elastic rim of his rectum snapping rapid-fire at the base of her anally embedded finger. It felt as if his spastically constricting asshole meant to chew it off even with her palm.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned with delight, as the force of her vampiric suction vacuumed up a few precious drops of pure boyish sex juices for her sperm-starved tongue to savor.
"Aaaahhhhhh!!!"
The sounds of his climactic pleasure rang lewd in Eunice's ears. She waggled her finger around the heated depths of his quaking rump. Nothing had ever thrilled her more than this. The droplets of his ambrosial nectar seeped in through the pores of her tongue and set her appreciative taste buds to tingling. His clear, slippery substance was indescribably delicious. Gluttonously she gulped it down and drew harshly on his orgasmically thumping pecker in a lust-crazed effort to drain every bit of it she could up from the purity of his tender, preadolescent loins.
"Oooohhhh…cumming… Nanna, I'm ccuummmiinnggg!!!" Yes, yesss! she felt like shouting. I know you are! God, it's soo sswweeeettt!!!
Eunice relaxed her suction and merely held his pulsating peter in her mouth. If anything, she enjoyed his orgasm more than he did. She wouldn't relinquish his penis. Instead she kept it in oral captivity and enjoyed the voluptuous sensations of allowing it to deflate inside her mouth. Even when it was limp and short she wouldn't let it go. She remained in her kneeling, bent-over position, nursing on his leachy tube, laving the pleasure-numbed head with her tongue.
Slowly but surely she coaxed his youthful organ back to its original state of granitelike hardness, and only then did she lift her head.
"Did Nanna's big boy have a lovely cum?" she purred, glancing up from his saliva-glistening erection to his contented visage.
"Oh, boy, yeah!" he sighed. "You sucked it real good this time, Nanna!"
He started to get up but she put her hand on his chest and pushed him back down.
"Huh-uh, Reed, we're not through yet."
He looked at the filled rubber bottle hanging on the wall. "Okay, go ahead and give me an enema."
"Later," she said, backing her finger out of his relaxed rectum. She stood up, kicked off her shoes and began unbuttoning her blouse.
"What are you doing, Nanna?"
"Taking off my clothes, dear," she replied in a voice that was husky with desire. "You're much too young for any of this, but now that we've started, we may as well go all the way. You've got a darling dick, but my sucking it is only one way for us to enjoy it."