Eunice slipped off her blouse and hung it over the side of the bathtub. Smiling down at Reed, she reached behind her and unhooked her brassiere. She could tell he wasn't too sure about this, but he was curious and his interest perked up when she bared her large breasts to him.
"Do you like Nanna's big titties?"
He nodded, his eyes watching every jiggle as her middle-aged knockers sagged down and came to rest lower on her chest. The mounds were whiter than the rest of her upper torso, with bluish veins crisscrossing like lines on a road map beneath the translucent skin. They had large brownish cones on the ends, at the very tips of which were firm-looking, fingertiplike projections. The youngster was becoming more curious by the second.
She laid her bra on top of her blouse. "Would you like to touch them like this?" she asked, her voice crackling with excitement as she cupped and caressed her bosom in front of her daughter's little boy.
Again he nodded, as if he were entranced and couldn't find his voice.
"Stand up then."
He got up. She took his timid hands and placed them on her breasts, moving them around to get him started. When he got the idea and took over on his own, Eunice let her arms hang limply at her sides. She shivered with lewd delight as her innocent grandson played with her tits like they were a pair of new, identical toys she'd just given him.
"They're nice and warm, Nanna," he commented naively. "And so soft except right here on the ends."
"Mmmm!" she sighed, when he took her tumescent nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and pinched down on them lightly. "Those are my nipples, sweetheart. Your mother used to nurse them when she was a baby. There's no milk in them now, of course, but if you'd to suck on them, I'll let you."
"Yeah," he breathed, and licked his lips reflexively. "I think I would like to try that!"
"Oh, you sweet thing," she cooed, and hugged him. She slid her hands up his back and cupped his blond head. Eunice stood a head and a half taller than the child, so all she had to do was draw his head forward and down a little and guide his mouth to the tender tip of her right boob. "You may suck and kiss and lick to your heart's content, dear. Just don't bite me, hear?"
He nodded almost imperceptibly, his warm breath bathing over her breast. With his soft lips pursed, he timidly kissed the rounded tip of her jutting nipple. Then he opened his mouth and took it between his lips. Gingerly he formed his lips around the forefront of her areola and applied a tiny bit of suction to her nipple itself.
"Don't be afraid, Reed. You won't hurt me. Suck it harder."
His little-boy's hands trembled as they held the white supporting mound. He sucked harder, and when he heard her sigh, harder yet.
"That's it," she encouraged. "Suck it a little harder. Oouuu! Oh, yes, yes… deeper, too! Take more of it into that hot little mouth!"
Reed was only too happy to do as she said. He drew down on the desire-hardened nubble, his suction pulling more of the crinkled brown cone behind it into his mouth. It wasn't necessary for her to tell him to lick as well as suck, for his tongue leapt forward and did that of its own volition.
"Ooooh! That's nice! It feels so good! I haven't had my tits loved like this for a long time!"
His mouth was a hot, wet suction cup, pulling at her tender titflesh. As he grew bolder, he kneaded the spongy white supporting mound while his tongue tickled and teased the rounded end of her protuberant nipple. It felt lovely. She held his head and rocked her upper torso, rubbing her big jug against his face and feeding yet more of its nerve-rich areola into his pleasure-giving oral cavity.
"Do you like this, Reed?" she sighed. "Has Nanna got good titty?"
"Mmph!" he replied, nursing contentedly away.
The stimulation of his hungry lips and tongue sent thousands of tiny pleasure prickles down the trunk nerve connecting her nipples to her clitoris. Her loins began to tingle. The crotch-band of her panties was already saturated with precoital fluids, and now her vagina was producing more slippery woman goo. She could feel it oozing out over the blood-engorged labia of her hairy crack. It soaked the secretion band of her nylon step-ins and started trickling down the inner slopes of her thighs.
"It's getting to me," she breathed. "You're making Nanna hot! Oouuu! The other one, dear! Suck my other titty now!"
Anything she said was fine with Reed. He didn't know what she had in mind after this and he didn't much care. Her big, warm breasts excited him. They smelled sweet and tasted real good. He deserted her right titty and, clasping the left one in his hands, lifted it up slightly as he opened his mouth wide and took every bit of its brownish cone into his eager mouth.
"Oh, yesss!" Eunice husked.
It felt like he was trying to suck the nipple right off her. For a moment she stood there shivering with delight. Then, an enigmatic smile playing over her face, she reached down between them with her right hand and wrapped her fingers around his thumping erection.
She gave his dick a loving squeeze and began absently rubbing her cheek against the top of his head. Eunice wondered if anything could be more erotic than this – standing half undressed in the bathroom with her totally naked grandson, feeding him titty while she toyed with his turgid little tool. She wanted to feel it inside her, longed to possess him in every way, but she was in no hurry. They had plenty of time, and his small, sweet mouth felt divine!
Nasty but nice! Nasty but nice! Nasty but nice!
The old saying from her girlhood days kept running through her desire-clouded mind, and she had to agree that it was, oh, so true! She felt unbelievably wanton and seductive. In her licentious mood, any and everything went. She'd gone too far to stop now. Her incestuous desire was a glowing ember in her guts. She felt wonderfully depraved.
"Mmm! Ohhh! That's enough, dear," she whined. She released his penis and pushed his head away. "You've got me worked up good now. That hot little mouth of yours is making Nanna's pussy cry a river! Do you want to feel how hot and wet you've made it?"
His big blue eyes gazed up at her. His mouth was ringed with saliva, his lips puffy and shiny. All he knew about pussies was that girls had them and older boys thought they were the most wonderful things in the world. He couldn't believe that his pretty young grandmother was actually going to let him touch hers. It was just too good to be true. Not trusting himself to speak, he nodded his head.
"Then do it."
"Where, Nanna?"
"What's the matter with right here?"
He blushed. "I don't mean that."
"Huh?"
"Your pu-pussy," he stuttered, embarrassed because of his ignorance. "I d-don't know where it is!"
Eunice thought she was going to cum then and there, his state of pristine innocence thrilled her so much. She grabbed him and hugged him tight against her. "My Lord, how sweet!" she gushed, and kissed peckingly all over his forehead.
"You don't think I'm dumb?"
"Of course not, angel," she assured him. "I think you're the cutest little boy ever! It's between my legs. Put your hand up under my skirt and you'll find it."
He stuck his hand between her dimpled knees and began reaching timidly up under her skirt. Eunice shivered with anticipation. He was only 8 years old. A virgin. Her own grandson! She was corrupting him, introducing him to the sinful pleasures of the flesh, and nothing could compare with the wicked thrill it gave her. A million butterflies flitted about in her stomach as she felt his small, skirt-concealed hand stealing higher and higher up the inner slope of her right leg.
A plaintive whimper escaped her tremulous lip and she squeezed her thighs together, trapping his hand midway between her knees and groin. "Oh, Reed, what you're doing to me!" she sighed.
"I'm not hurting you, am I?"
"No, no, darling, it's delicious! Go on!" she panted, and opened her legs for him.
The child worked his hand higher, stroking the inside of her thigh. Her skin had felt soft even down at her knees, but the higher he went the softer it became. Warmer, too. And moist. Then he ran into her cuntal dribbles and from there on up her leg was hot and slick. The sticky wetness excited him all the more.
"Higher!" Eunice urged, her voice quavering with lewd expectation. "You're almost there now!"
"Your skin's getting hotter, Nanna!" he exclaimed. "It feels so soft and slick! Why is it so wet? Are you peeing?"
"Oh, precious, no, I'm not peeing!" she chuckled. "What you feel is precoital fluid. All women release it when they get hot and bothered the way I am now."
"How come?" he asked, rubbing his hand back and forth over a particularly slippery spot on her thigh, the tips of his fingers nearly brushing her crotch.
"It's nature's way, dear."
"But what's it for?" he wanted to know.
"It's nature's sexual lubricant," she explained. "It makes a woman nice and slick for intercourse."
"What's intercourse, Nanna?"
"It's the proper term for, uh, fucking," she breathed, and experienced an illicit thrill just saying the naughty word to her grandson. "You know what that means, don't you?"
His blue eyes glittered with curiosity as he shook his head. "I've heard that word, but I'm not sure what it means."
"Then I guess I'll tell you." She smiled mischievously and tousled his blond, naturally curly locks. "Fucking is when a man puts his penis in a woman's pussy… and works it in and out until he cums inside her the way I made you cum with my mouth."
"Oh," he said, a bit awed by the information his grandmother had just given him. "Did Daddy do that to Mother?"
"You wouldn't be here if he didn't. It's the way babies are started."
"Gosh!" the eight-year-old exclaimed. "Daddy's thing is so big! It must've hurt Mother when he did that."
Eunice couldn't help laughing. "I expect she enjoyed it. Now hush. I'm not in the mood to answer any more of your questions right now. I thought you wanted to feel my pussy?"
"Yeah!"
"Then do it!" she urged, and spread her feet wider apart. She took hold of his wrist through her skirt and pulled his hand into contact with her crotch. "There it is! Feel how wet it is! Touch it! Feel me up good!"
"Wow! It sure is wet! And hot, too!" he said, his excitement growing by leaps and bounds as she held his hand and rubbed herself against it.
Reed had never felt anything so slick as the narrow strip of secretion-soaked nylon, nor anything so soft as the feverish womanflesh beneath it. His heart skipped a beat and then began pounding wildly inside his chest. Suddenly he had to fight to get his breath. The older boys were right; pussy was really great! The most exciting thing in the world! He knew now why they'd been talking about it, and he wished they hadn't stopped when he came up to them, and then made him go away. He wasn't too young, as they'd said. Wasn't his Nanna letting him feel hers? Man, yeah! She didn't think he was too young. To heck with those boys! To heck with his father, too! Reed had missed his dad at first, but now he was glad his mother had brought him to live with Nanna. She was all right, his Nanna, not old and wrinkled like other kids' grandmothers, but soft and warm and sweet-smelling and she was teaching him all kinds of things!
The lad's estimation of his youngish grandmother increased immeasurably as she released his hand and stood there with her legs apart, beaming approval down at him as he explored beneath her skirt.
"That's the way!" she crooned, her smoky eyes narrowing down to mere slits. "Stroke it! Run your hand over me! Pet Nanna's pussy! Oh, shit, I shouldn't let you touch me there, but don't stop! Oooh! No, darling, don't you dare stop!"
"I c-can't hardly breathe!" he gasped, the powerful new emotions within him causing him to shake uncontrollably as he ran his palm and fingers up and down the slippery curvature of her mature crotch.
"Me, too! I'm as excited as you are, Reed!" she confessed. "Slip your hand inside my panties, so you can… aaaahhh… feel me b-better!"
Awkwardly the eight-year-old worked his fingers in under the elastic legband of her nylon briefs. The dense bush he encountered intimidated him momentarily. It felt coarse and scratchy to his fingertips as they brushed into the triangular mat of crisp pubic curls.
"It's all hairy!" he yelped, truly surprised because this same part of her had seemed so soft and springy through her panties.
"Don't be afraid," she told him. "Go on! It won't bite you!"
He couldn't've stopped exploring her privates anyway. His curiosity was greatly aroused and he was more surprised than frightened. After a brief pause he inched his hand on inside her step-ins, his fingers combing through the curly tendrils of her luxuriant cunt-rug. It tickled his palm.
"You're too high," she told him. "Move your hand back down. That's it! Lower! Oouuu… lower!"
At her direction he kept easing his hand lower. The crisp, dry hair was above now. The closer he came to the point where her legs joined her body, the wetter and hotter she felt. The hair was limp, not nearly so coarse. Some of it was plastered to her skin in tight ringlets. His hand skidded. All at once he was cupping her clefted mound flesh to exciting flesh. He sucked in his breath in pleasured shock. His boyish fingers probed the supersmoothness of her pouting, blood-swollen labia majora. They were slick as glass, softer than silk and so hot they nearly scorched his fingers.
"Ooouuu!" she moaned, an involuntary shudder passing through her.
Instinctively the boy began trying to worm his fingers into the puffy portal of the juicy, hair-rimmed woman hole. But her underwear was in the way and Eunice couldn't hold still. She squirmed about in sensual discomfort, sighing, whimpering, gasping for breath.
"Wait, Reed! Move your hand! Let me take the rest of my clothes off… so you can get at me better!"
Reluctantly he withdrew his hand and stepped back. He took his stony peter in hand and squeezed it to ease the ache. His eyes were big as saucers, staring in rapt attention as his 46-year-old grandmother stripped in front of him.
Eunice was lightheaded with lust. She felt deliciously dirty. Her hands trembled visibly as she fumbled to get her skirt open. She dropped it and let it fall of its own weight. As her skirt settled silently around her feet, she hooked her thumbs in the elastic waistband of her confining panties and whisked them, along with her half slip, down the tapering columns of her fleshy but not unattractive legs. She stepped out of her bunched garments and kicked them toward her discarded shoes.
It was the first time Reed had ever seen a naked lady. His plump grandmother was shorter and not anywhere near as curvaceous as his mother when she wore hotpants and a halter, but her bouncy titties and that patch of gray-flecked dark brown hair at the bottom of her rounded belly made her vastly more interesting to look at.
They were a couple of fatties – not grossly so, just pleasingly plump – this middle-aged woman and her eight-year-old grandson. But beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and beauty is what each saw as they looked at one another through passion-smoldering eyes.
"I wanna l-look at your pu-pussy… up close!" Reed stuttered.
Eunice hadn't planned to give him a lesson in female anatomy, but she couldn't deny his request. His curiosity was normal, a sign of intelligence, and secretly she was pleased that he wanted to examine her privates.
"All right," she said, and stepped to the john. She put down the padded lid and took a seat on the throne. Leaning back against the toilet tank, she scooted her rear end out until the lower halves of her fatty buttocks hung down over the edge of the seat, and spread her legs wide open to give him an unobstructed view of everything she had. "Sit on the floor between my feet, why don't you?"
An invitation was all he needed. He sat right down and worked himself in close. When he stopped moving, his face was a scant six inches from her exposed genitals.
"Can you see it well enough?"
He nodded without looking up at her face. Her groin was all he was interested in at the moment. The fascinating sight of her secret parts – he knew they were secret because his mother had never let him catch even a glimpse of hers – held the kid's attention like a powerful magnet.
"Do you like what you see?"
"Yeah!" he replied.
That hairy crack between her legs wasn't exactly what he would call pretty, but then it wasn't ugly, either. He had nothing in his past experiences to compare it with. Exciting! That's the only way he could describe it. Heck, yes, he liked it! What boy wouldn't? He couldn't rip his gaze off it.
The slick-looking brownish flanges sort of yawned open right in front of his face, giving him a peek inside where she was a bright red color and all shimmery wet. The enthralled child gulped audibly. She was so different from him and his dad and his boy friends that he didn't know what to make of her female organs.
"Well, say something," she chuckled.
He couldn't. He was going to lie and say it was pretty but his voice wouldn't work. The gaping gash before him held the youngster in a state of stunned awe. It was so hairy! Brown on the outside and red on the inside. Then he spotted her clitoris standing out boldly in the inverted V at the top of her furry split, and this puzzled him all the more. Except for its color, a fiery red, it looked like a miniature penis.
Finally he cleared his throat, and asked in a voice barely above a whisper, "What's that thing, Nanna?"
"What thing are you talking about?"
"There, up at the top," he said, pointing.
Eunice tilted her head forward and looked down at her shamelessly exposed loins. "I think you mean my clitoris. Touch it and I'll tell you definitely."
He touched it right on the rounded, nerve-rich end.
"Aaahh, yes, that's it, all right. My clitoris."
He giggled. "It looks like a teensy cock."
"That's a good comparison," she said with a grin as she leaned back and made herself comfortable. "But I'll tell you for sure, it's a lot more sensitive than either yours or your grandfather's penises."
Reed began to relax when he realized his grandmother was enjoying this as much as he was. Without asking permission, he touched her clitoris again.
She sighed and closed her eyes. A dreamy expression came over her face. "Yes, dear, go ahead and play with Nanna's pussy," she encouraged him. "Put your little fingers in it if you want to. Just don't get too rough with me, is all. Take it easy and I'll let you do anything you want."
Anything I want? he thought. Oh, boy! I want to do everything!
It hadn't occurred to him that he didn't know what this whole fascinating business was all about. That didn't matter to his immature mind. The sexually awakening lad wanted everything all once, but he didn't know anything except what she'd taught him so far. The license she'd just given him was as good as being turned loose in a toy store with a hundred dollars to spend, and he couldn't have been more excited.
He ran his fingertip round and around her woman-cock until he had her moaning and gasping for breath. Then he started flicking it back and forth and he thought she was going to jump clear off the toilet seat. She was trying to tell him something, but her words were jumbled and he couldn't make it out.
That stuff she'd called precoital fluid was bubbling down out of her now. He stuck his index finger up her and was amazed at how hot and velvety smooth she felt on the inside. After he waggled it around in her sticky wetness for a few seconds, he backed it out and stuffed it up her again, along with his middle finger, too, this time.
Boy, did she moan! If two fingers made her cry out like that, what would three do to her? Deciding to find out, he added a third.
"Ohh, ohhh!" she puled, and drew her legs wider apart to make her crotch more vulnerable to his lust-inciting explorations.
Reed was with it now. He slipped all four of his pudgy, little-boy's fingers into her slippery, hair-rimmed slit and swished them around in the warm paste that was building up inside her.
The young child was getting carried away. All he could see was her pussy. He couldn't think about anything else. It was pretty, beautiful, the most wonderful thing in the whole world!
"I like it, Nanna! Your pussy! Can I pull it open and look up into it?"
"Anything!" she panted. "You've got me so hot! Do anything you want to with it! Yes, yes, hold it open and look right up into Nanna's cunt!"
Using both hands, he inserted his fingertips into her oblong orifice and pried apart her distended labia majora. She was full of hot goo. The colorless substance came washing out over his fingers. Some of it trickled down the milk-white valley formed by the quivering inner slopes of her fleshy buttocks.
She was a bright red color as far up her as he could see, and that was quite a ways since he was gawking into the fluttering tunnel of her held-apart vagina. He moved his head in closer. The tip of his nose almost touched the inch of flesh separating her front and rear openings.
Eunice was whimpering, squirming, playing with her own tits. She was hot as a woman can be, about ready to start climbing the walls.
The maddening aroma of her aroused snatch wafted into the boy's nostrils. It made him weak at the knees. He could detect a faint trace of perfume along with a stronger smell of body sweat, but the overriding odor was the heady, musky fragrance that nothing but a steaming cunt can produce. It made his head swim. He whimpered and licked his lips.
There was nothing in the eight-year-old's experience that could've caused him to do what he did next. The pungent aroma of her swollen cuntflesh triggered some animalistic instinct that'd been handed down to him via genetic memory from the dim past when ape-men roamed the earth in packs and slept in caves. His nostrils flared. His eyes shone. The corners of his mouth twitched.
Emitting a strange sound that was half-whimper, half-snarl, he attacked her crotch with open-mouthed urgency. He stuck out his tongue and licked her box from bottom to top, dragging it through the shimmering red sweetmeats of her cuntal vestibule, over her throbbing man in the boat and out into the secretion-wetted pubic hairs that were stuck to her mons veneris.
"Huu-aaahh!" Eunice cried out in shocked delight, as the roughened upper surface of her horny grandson's taste organ sanded abrasively over the nerve-laden head of her erected pleasure button.
The taste of twat took no getting used to. In his current state of mind-fogging passion, Reed liked it right off. He jerked his hands out of the way.
Before her hairy slot could spring closed, he glued his lips to its outer rim and sucked down avidly as he shot his young tongue as far as it would go up into her mature vagina.
"Oh, Goddd!" she wailed, shuddering with bliss. She grabbed his blond head and tried to stuff him into her clear up to his shoulders. "I n-never… dreamed you'd wa-want… to do anything… li-like this to mee! Oh, yess… Jesus. suck it, baby! Tongue my cunt! Eat it uuppp!!!"
The ragged sound of her voice urged him on. He could feel her fingers locking around the back of his head, pulling his face tighter and tighter against her sweltering crotch. She was nearly suffocating him but he didn't care. This was what it was all about! Pussy WAS wonderful! He knew he would never be able to get enough of it.
A wavelike gush of cunt cream flooded his mouth. Her slippery secretions had a salty tang about them, a heady taste. Oh, man, he loved her stuff! With a muffled moan he swallowed the flavorful woman goo and sucked hungrily for more of the same, his tongue plunging like a piston through the crimson ring of her sensitive inner labia and into the velvet-lined sheath beyond.
"Oooh… oouuu… aaahhh!"
Throaty sighs and moans poured in a steady stream from the tremulous lips of Eunice's gasping mouth. She feared she might faint from the perverted pleasure of what her daughter's young son was doing to her.
He's acting like a little animal! she thought fleetingly. My God, what have I done to him?! But I didn't teach him this! It was his idea! Mmmmm! Christ, it's good! Oh, what suction! He's turning me inside out!
"Eat me!" she puled, staring down at the top of his head as she ran her fingers through his silky blond hair. "You love it, don't you? Oh you little bugger… yes, yes suck your wicked Nanna off!Is that cunt hot enough for you? I c-can hear you swallowing! Are you drinking the juice? Is it good?"
He moaned, nodding with his face in her gaping gorge, and kept right on sucking and licking.
"Then suck it out of me! drain me ddrryy!!!"
His voraciously suctioning lips and incessantly stabbing tongue carried her to the brink of ecstasy in a matter of seconds.
"My clitoris!" she panted. A measleslike rash was breaking out on her chest and up abdomen: "Get my clit! I'm ready!Suck into… your mouth and… bring me oofff!!!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Reed took the fiery finger of flesh between his secretion-coated lips and drew the elongated organ into the moist heat of his vacuum-chamber mouth.
"Aaahhh, God!" Eunice trilled, the layer of fat on her perspiration-sheened belly quivering with lewd delight. The harsh suction tugged at the very roots of her throbbing pleasure button, giving her a blast of illicit joy.
His lips holding the pulsating shaft of her clitoris captive, the lust-lost lad followed his instincts and began scrubbing its raw-nerved head with his scratchy little tongue.
Eunice sucked in her breath raggedly. Her red lips drew back over her white teeth. She shivered and shook. Her glassy eyes rolled up in their sockets until only their whites could be seen. The pleasure of it was unbearable, too much for her human flesh to endure. An explosion went off in her blood-congested loins, enveloping her in a cloud of pure sexual rapture.
"Wwhhaaahhh!!!" she yelled, throwing back her head.
Her twitching clitoris drew back out of the boy's mouth in a series of jerky motions and disappeared into the fluttering folds at the top of her elliptical crack.
"Cumming… I'm ccuummiinngg!!!"
The walls of her healthy vagina clamped together, forcing the pool of hot paste that'd built up in the bottom of her honeyed well down and out. Her hair-fringed labia flapped luridly against the child's cheeks as the surging mass of female sexual juices spurted from her under the pressure provided by her constricting inner muscles.
She gave him a big mouthful this time. He whimpered with delight, drank down his delicious reward and fervently sucked her wholesome gash for more of the intoxicating nectar.
"Nnaagghhh!!!" came her guttural groan of fulfillment.
She bit down on her lower lip. Her belly heaved. Trickles of sweat from her armpits ran ticklingly down her sides.
"Oooohhh!!!"
The entire floor of her pleasured pelvis joined the pulsating dance of her orgasmically convulsing pussy parts. Her toes crimped down and dug in the pile of the bathroom carpet.
"Aaahhhh!!!"
It was excruciating, so Goddamned good it hurt. Eunice had never had a climax like this one which her daughter's little boy had sucked into her. It felt as if her guts were dynamite, all of them exploding at once.
"Ooohhh… mmmmm… uuunnn aa aahhh… ohh, ohh… ooouuu haaaa-llaaahhh!!!"
She went limp when her orgasm reached its spine-wrenching peak. She slumped down on the commode, her rag-doll arms hanging weak and useless. She gasped for breath between broken sobs of carnal bliss, her sweat-drenched torso shuddering uncontrollably.
Reed kept sucking rapaciously away at her snapping sex portal, greedily draining the final dribbles of cunt honey as it oozed down out of her weakly spasming vagina. Despite his tender age, the lad was worked up to a feverish pitch, and he knew something good when he found it. There was no stopping him now. He was in his glory sitting there on the floor between his young grandmother's legs feasting on the succulent prize of her plushy pussy.
Man, oh, man, did that horny kid ever go for her juicy cunt! The longer he ate her hair pie, the better he liked it!
"That's enough, Reed!" Eunice whined plaintively a moment later. She put the heels of her shaking hands on his forehead and pried his pleasure-giving mouth away from her raw-feeling gap. Quickly she scooted back on the padded lid of the hopper and closed her legs so he couldn't get at her again.
"But I love your pussy!"
"I know you do, dear," she crooned. "I could tell that by the way you went at it!"
"It's pretty! It smells nice… and tastes so good! Oh, please, Nanna, let me suck it some more!" he begged.
"Oh, you sweet, darling, adorable little boy!" she gushed. "I'd like to let you. It was wonderful for both of us, wasn't it? But I just can't take any more right now, dear. I'm too tender down there."
The intensity of her orally-induced climax had quenched her desire completely, but she couldn't leave Reed suffering the way he was.
"Stand up," she said. "I'll suck you again. That'll cool you off."
Reluctantly he got to his feet. She spread her legs so he could step in between them. Instead he dropped to his knees and did his damnedest to reclaim her sopping slit with his mouth.
"I want your pussy!" he cried. "Let me suck it!"
"No, Reed! Now stop it! You'll make me sore!"
"Then let me intercourse it!"
"What?"
"If you won't let me suck it, then let me intercourse it! Like you said Daddy did to Mother!"
"You're really wild for my pussy, aren't you?" she chuckled.
"YEAH!"
"All right," she breathed, and slid off the john. She lay down on the floor and spread her legs. "Come on then. After what we've already done, I might as well let you fuck me, too. Lie down on top of me."
He dove atop her.
"God, you're so eager!" she squealed, and reached down between them.
She took his rock-hard pecker in her hand and peeled back the foreskin. Then she wedged his denuded glans between her secretion and spit-slick cunt lips and guided it home.
"Ooohh!" he moaned, going off the instant he penetrated her and experienced the moist heat her velvety cuntflesh engulfing him.
"Ooohhhhhh… Nanna… I'm cumming… oh, Nanna… Nan-nn aahhh!!!"
"Yes, baby, yesss! Ican feel you! Your little dick is just throbbing away inside me! My Lord, how sswweeettt!!!"
"Ooohhh! Ooohhh… aaaahhh!!!"
"Is it good, Reed?"
"Ggoooddd!!!"
"You're fucking your naughty Nanna! Cumming in her hot cunt! Cum, baby! Cum good! Cum, cum, cummm!!!"
Though Eunice didn't go off again herself, she thoroughly enjoyed holding her sobbing, moaning grandson to her warm body while he did. It was unspeakably immoral, letting her daughter's little boy fuck into her this way, but the lascivious thrill of their incestuous cock/cunt connection filled her with a tremendous flood of obscene pleasure.
She held him into her for a long time, enjoying the secondhand taste of her own snatch as she taught him how to French kiss and worked the muscles in her loins to make her pussy nibble at his deflating peter, and it was immensely gratifying for woman and boy alike.
Afterward, she gave him his enema and, when he wanted to give her one, too, she refilled the apparatus, put on the larger nozzle and let him stick it up her asshole and irrigate her colon. Then she prepared a bubble bath and they hopped into the tub together, laughing and having a good time as they washed one another. Eunice felt like a kid again herself.
By no stretch of the imagination could what they'd done be considered good clean fun, but Eunice's conscience was still numb and at the moment she couldn't have cared less.