There wasn't time for them to do anymore fucking or fuck-planning that day. They had to get back to town for the dinner. But after the family dinner, Nell told her brother all about what had happened with their grandfather out there in the woods.
"So you see," she said, "I think you really might be able to get some cunt off of Grandma, if you played your cards right. She's never done any incestuous screwing, but I think she's hot for your prick."
"Yeah," Ned said, "well if I could get my prick in that pussy of hers, I'd be a pretty satisfied guy, I can tell you. The more I look at that face of hers, and those big breasts, the hotter I get for her."
"Well," Nell said, "all you have to do is get her alone somehow. I think that shouldn't be too difficult to arrange. I'll tell Mom and Dad and Grandpa what you have in mind."
That night, everyone but Ned and Tessie left the Marshal house on some pretext or other. Roy and Dan said they were going off to inspect the new town pool, Nell said she was going over to Cecilia's, and Babs said she had to visit a sick friend at the hospital.
"Well," Tessie said to Ned as she sat and embroidered, "I guess we're all alone. I don't mind though, since I certainly don't like half-built pools or hospitals." It was exactly this combination of charm with her still considerable physical beauty that turned Ned on like it did.
"Well, I like being with you," Ned said. "So I don't care about the fact that everyone else has gone."
"It's sweet of you to say that, anyway," Tessie said.
"That's really nice perfume you have on," he said. "What kind is it?"
"Oh, just the kind that I've used for years and years."
"It's so nice," he said. "Let me have a sniff. I always know when Grandma has come and visited us, because the house smells so nice." He stood behind her chair and started sniffing, while she smiled indulgently. He brought his face close to hers and gave her a kiss on the cheek from behind. Then he kissed her neck.
"Stop," she said laughing. "You're tickling me." The last thing she wanted her grandson to do was stop. Every time she came to visit he seemed bigger and more manly, and there was no longer any denying the fact that he was a fine young man. She wondered how big his cock was.
Tessie had always been a hot-cunted broad, though propriety had long prevented her from displaying the fact to the public. However, during the previous year, she and Roy had begun to realize more fully their secret sexual desires. They had become more frank with one another. Roy had confessed some of his extramarital peccadillos, and Tessie had told him some of her more extravagant sexual fantasies. They were anxious to expand the circle of their sexual activities and were just beginning to get into that.
One of the things Tessie had often thought about was sex with her grandson. Even when he had been a little lad, she had enjoyed the sight of his naked body. She had sometimes given him his bath, and she had lingered a few extra seconds on his tiny pecker. Later on, she longed to know what his whang looked like, especially after his voice deepened and he matured. During a fuck with her husband Roy, she would sometimes close her eyes and imagine she was getting screwed by Ned.
She took advantage of every opportunity to cop a glimpse of his dick through the cloth of his pants. When he wore tight pants or a swimsuit – such as at the annual family picnic – she couldn't resist a discreet glance now and then at his crotch, and the large outline of his prick and balls was one of her definite delights. She longed to hold that dick in her hands, to stroke it, to put it into her mouth and suck on it. More than that, she wanted to spread her legs for him and let him plunge his dork into her wet cunt. Tessie's fondest desire was to get laid by her grandson.
Now it seemed she would get the chance. Ned was growing more and more amorous. He kissed her on the neck again and again, each kiss hotter than the one before. He felt nervous. He wasn't sure what her reaction would be, but he knew what his own reaction was; his prick was jammed out against his crotch about as hard as it would go. He wanted to fuck the hell out of her.
"But I'm your grandmother," she said with the last of her defensiveness. Her tone hinted she didn't want him to take the protest too seriously. She wanted cock. Tessie was one of those women who get hornier when they go through menopause. Her clit would stiffen on the street as she saw handsome young men walk by, and the feeling of her grandson's hands pressing her breasts had the little button good and hard now. Though she no longer menstruated, her pussy still got plenty wet when she was turned on. Her panties were starting to cling to her cunt.
"You're a very lovely woman," Ned said, as he bent forward and kissed her lips. The way her lips and tongue responded was clear sign she would give him anything he wanted, including her cunt. He lifted her out of the chair and led her over to the sofa. She lay there, totally passive, waiting to be stripped and fucked. It was an old idea of femininity, but one Ned could dig.
There was nothing grandmotherly about the clothes Tessie was wearing.
She had on a very stylish suit. Ned pulled off the little jacket, then started to undo the buttons of the white blouse underneath. Those big breasts really turned him on. He was eager to see them, to kiss and fondle them. He loved big, matronly tits.
Soon he had the blouse undone, and the bra exposed. It was a sexy black lace bra. Tessie was perfectly aware how exciting her breasts were. The bra fastened in front. Grandma was a woman who believed in being ready for action at all times.
Ned unhooked it and pulled the cups away from her body, allowing his grandmother's breasts to flop out into freedom. They were huge and white, the skin flawless. Ned found them very sexy. In fact, his prick gave another big surge against his pants as he looked at the bare bosom. They smelled of perfume. Her tits were just one of the places where Grandma liked to apply it. She was an expert in the seductive arts.
Her nipples turned him on. They were dainty, with pink aureolas. He touched one of them and it immediately swelled to greater size. He caressed the other one too. Grandma's nipples were soon throbbing with desire, and so was Ned's whanger.
"You have a nice touch," Tessie said with a smile. In fact, her breasts were very sensitive, and it was from her that Babs and Nell had inherited this trait. The nipples looked so nice that Ned started to suck on them, going from one to the other and back again. Tessie was arching her back and making funny little sounds. It was clear to Ned how turned on she was.
He buried his face in her cleavage, sucking in the scent of her perfume. Tessie's huge breasts were like pillows, and he pressed his face into their softness. His hands clutched at the huge things as his face made them bulge out on both sides of her chest. He molded and kneaded the flesh, massaged the massive mammaries, each movement they made sending a wave of pleasure coursing through his body.
He drew his face away and looked at the boobs, quivering, swaying. They were the biggest tits he had ever seen, bigger than his mother's even.
She sat upright in her chair, stomach in and chest out, flaunting her great tits. Then she bent towards him, making the breasts hang away from her at the perfect angle. He looked at them in rapture, as she turned slowly from side to side. Her motion made the huge melons bob and dance, his own spittle gleaming in the light on her smooth white flesh.
"You have the greatest tits in the world," he told her.
She smiled, blushed a bit at the compliment, went on waving her breasts in the air. He reached up and fondled them, slapped at them a little to make them shake. She laughed as he did that, but he was completely serious. A fire raged through his loins and his prick was like a rock.
The sight of her breasts inflamed him. To think, his own grandmother bare to the waist. His mother had sucked these nipples, just as he had sucked hers. How many times does a guy see his grandmother fully dressed, and how often does he imagine what she looks like naked. Now he was actually seeing her naked breasts, and he was aflame.
"My skirt," she said gently. "Take it off for me, please,"
"Now?" he asked weakly. She nodded, and he reached for the zipper with trembling fingers. He found it, zipped it slowly down, saw the sheen of her black half-slip. Her zipper was down now, and he took the cloth of the skirt in his moist hands and drew it over her curving hips. She raised herself slightly in her chair as he pulled the skirt over her ass and down to her ankles. Then he did the same with the slip, peeling it over her curves, bringing her panties into view, black and lacy like the bra.
He shook his head in wonder. Her body was firm and lovely, the thin panties clinging to perfectly voluptuous curves. A fresh scent of her perfume wafted to his nostrils as her panties came to view, and her slip and skirt were soon free and lying off to one side. Grandma's panties were wet in the crotch, very wet, and the sight aroused Ned further.
"Pull my panties down," Tessie sighed.
Ned's hands moved fast now as he gained assurance. He was going to fuck his grandmother, that was for sure. He reached for the waistband of her sexy panties, seized it and pulled the panties down. There it was, the cunt through which his own mother had been born, the cunt which bore the cunt which bore him. It was well covered with pubic hair, moist and matted from her passion.
She was grinding her hips now, and wiggling her body back and forth.
She didn't say much, didn't call out how she needed to be fucked or make any sign like that. Yet, Ned knew she longed to have him thrust his big thick bone up her hot twat. She was ready for it.
He pressed his fingers against her cunt-flesh, and her body gave a shudder. He was really getting her worked up fast. I bet when she was young, he thought, a guy could make her come just by looking at her.
The pressure of his pants on his prick was getting too painful to ignore any longer. He unzipped in a flash and pulled his cock out into the open. He could see a look of delight on his grandmother's face as she drank in the sight of his big, young prick.
Then, he led her over to the couch, let her lie down on her back and climbed aboard. He set the swollen knob of his cock at the lips of her slit and shoved it in. Then he lay over her, his chest cushioned by her boobs. Despite the years of fucking she had done, Grandmother still had a nice, tight cunt, one which pressed delightfully against his prick as he slid it back and forth on her fast-flowing pussy juices. She sure hasn't gone dry, I'll say that much for her, Ned thought, as he pumped away. He was gaining speed now as he banged into his grandmother's cunt. She met his action thrust for thrust, as her wet pubic mat slapped against his. Cock reamed cunt as they fucked away. Ned could feel his prick tensing, feel it ready for its blast. Then he made the greatest effort to control himself.
He found a comfortable pace and kept it up, sliding his dick in and out of the well-lubricated slit. He rode his grandmother like that for some time, pumping in and out with a steady rhythm. Her breathing became hoarser and hoarser as he fucked, and he knew she was rising to a climax. Concentrating on her breathing and facial expressions made it easier to keep from coming, and he bumped away on her till her face reddened and she began to groan.
"O-h-h-h," Tessie moaned. "Oh, I'm coming now. I'm coming."
He slammed away in her cunt with his thick dingus, harder and harder now, faster and faster as she went over the top and shook with spasms of orgasmic pleasure. Eyes shut, she bumped up and down on the couch, clutching him tightly with her hands. Ned could no longer hold off, and he started shooting his load of spunk deep into her boiling twat. That hot pussy was exploding in a wild display of coming. Tessie's hips bucked and heaved around the tool that spasmed inside it. They came like crazy. On and on they humped and bucked, as if neither would ever stop. In time, though, they petered out, and lay there sweating and gasping.
"Did you have a nice time, Grandma?" Ned asked as he pulled his prick out of her pussy.
"Oh, yes dear," she said sweetly, "you're a wonderful cocksman."
"Shall I lick your cunt?" he asked.
"Oh, that would be very nice!"
There was something appealing about her grandmotherly way of talking, combined with tremendous sexiness. She was completely sincere. Tessie was a grandmother like any other, except she had stayed tremendously sexy.
"Do you like getting your cunt licked?" he asked.
"Oh yes. Why, to tell the truth, I've always thought that it was just as much fun to have my pussy licked as it was to have a man stick his bone in there. I love getting cunt-lapped." She spread her legs wide, held the lips apart with her fingers. "Suck my cunt," she said passionately.
Ned scooted down and placed his face between Grandma's legs. She was very wet down there, and the cunt-juices gave her twat a nice smell. He was aware of a sweet odor. She had placed some perfume on the inside of her thighs, right close to her cunt. The mingling of the smell from her perfume with the smell of her pussy juices was an erotic combination.
Despite the fact that he had come only a short time before, Ned noticed a twitching in his limp prick.
He drew his tongue along her thighs and noticed how velvety soft they were, the softness that comes only with age. There was a slightly bitter perfume taste. Maybe that was why Grandma hadn't put the perfume directly on the cunt itself. What broad wants a bitter cunt?
"Ned, you have a nice tongue," Grandma said, as he used it to give her clit a series of quick little licks. She was turning on to his cuntlapping.
Grandma had a nice cunt, Ned thought, and he was making the most of it.
He slid his tongue back and forth along her lips till her body was as tense as a bow-string. Her cunt was turning out plenty of pussy fluid, and he lapped at it like a cat lapping cream. What a fantastic old cunt she was!
Grandma's control was breaking down, and she made some little noises as she felt her grandson's tongue and lips press against the most feminine and sensitive parts of her body. Her cunt was afire. As Ned licked, he felt his prick swell up again. Grandma's pussy was really delightful, and he would have liked to go on licking it forever. Sadly, his cock was starting to get hungry to fire its load of spunk off inside it.
How can a woman this old be so wet? he thought. Not that he minded in the least. As far as he was concerned, one of the best qualities a woman could have was a soggy pussy. After all, he liked not only the feeling of the tender cunt-flesh on his tongue, but also the smell and taste of female cunt-juice.
"Ned, Ned," she said softly. He hadn't been able to get a word out of her when pistoning her with his rod a few minutes earlier. The cunt-lap was doing it.
She's so fine, he thought, as he pressed his tongue way down into her pussy. The inside of the hole was silky smooth and wonderfully moist.
Tessie thought her twat would melt if this wonderful tongue-washing went on much longer. Already her clit was aching in its need to come.
Her nipples were tremendously swollen too. She wished there were some way her grandson could lick them while licking her pussy, but that was impossible.
"Well," she thought, "small breasts may look cute, but big ones are more convenient." She took her right breast in her hand and pulled it up in the direction of her face, as far as it would go. Since her breasts was so huge, that was pretty far. Then, as her grandson continued to slurp away on her pussy with his tongue, she bent her head down and began to lick her own nipple.
It was a trick she had used before, and sometimes she thought the more she did it, the more she enjoyed it. Her tongue darted back and forth across the hard nub, teasing it into a state of absolutely furious excitement. She cupped her other breast and hauled it up too, so she could lick both at once. Together, they made quite a mass, and she buried her face in them, sending her tongue sliding between the twin globes. The way her grandson was going on her pussy, it was hard to concentrate on her tits, sensitive though they were. Her cunt was giving funny little contractions around Ned's tongue, and it felt so excited.
I've just got to get her off, Ned thought. I can't wait any longer! His prick was so hard it ached. He slipped the tongue along the outer cuntlips, along the inner, and then plunged it down right on her clit. He laved the clit, worked it around and around with his tongue-tip, licked it up and down, back and forth, and mashed it straight down. He loved the feel of her little fun-button on the end of his tongue, relished the taste of her cunt-juices in his mouth, thrilled to the smell of her pussy, the natural fluids mingled with the dab of perfume she had put on her inner thighs.
His grandmother's whole body shuddered violently, and her cunt exploded in a wild come that sent her twat pulsating against her grandson's mouth. He continued to tease her sensitive cunt parts with his tongue.
The excitement of having his grandmother's twat exploding in his face like that was almost enough to make him come too, especially since his prick had been pressed between his body and the sofa. He managed to hold on, somehow, which was good because he was looking forward to having another come in that hot box of his grandmother's.
"Ned," she said weakly, when she had finished coming. "I can't remember having ever had a better tongue-job."
"Well I can't remember having ever had a nicer pussy to lick. Let's say that your cunt inspired me."
"But look at your poor dick," she said in that soothing, grandmotherly way. "I bet it can't wait another second to have a nice come."
"That's okay, Grandma," he said. "It can wait a bit longer. After all, I want you to get nice and rested."
"Rested?" she said. "What do you think I am, some invalid old lady? I assure you, I'm just dying for some more of your prick." Ned had given her a nice fuck and an even nicer suck, but she wanted more.
Well, Ned thought, if it's okay by her, it's sure as hell okay with me!
Not only was his prick stiff from the excitement of eating her out, but the longer he looked at her, the more excited it became. "Would you like to ride me?" he asked.
The glint in his grandmother's eyes told him exactly what the answer was. He lay down on the floor; Tessie got off the sofa and came to him, little driblets of cunt-juice still trickling down the inside of her thighs. She knelt with a knee on either side of his body, and then, as he held his cock upright with his hand, she lowered herself over it.
Tessie knew all the tricks, there couldn't be any question about that.
She slipped the head of her grandson's meat inside her, then wriggled her hips slightly, causing the head to slide around inside her pussy.
She slid down the rest of the way, while Ned gave a little gasp of pleasure and gritted his teeth in a concentrated effort not to come right then and there. He guessed his grandmother was able to have a third orgasm if he gave her a chance, so he mustn't come right away.
Grandma bounced up and down on his balls a bit, then started to pump away on his tool, sliding her cunt around it in long, methodical strokes.
Without his having to ask her, she leaned forward so he could take hold of her breasts and play with them. She didn't have to lean far, either.
The things were so big they were within easy reach. Their size gave Ned an idea. He cupped them, lifted them ever so slightly, and let them bounce down. The look on his grandmother's face showed she thought this was an absolutely delightful idea.
Back and forth Grandma humped. Back, forth, back, forth. His grandmother's rhythm was deceptively simple. It was calculated to wring the maximum pleasure out of his cock.
"Not bad," she said. "Not a bad fuck, don't you think?" She liked her grandson, and the more she fucked him, the more she enjoyed talking dirty with him. Her grandmotherly gentility was a genuine part of her personality, but there was an impish quality beneath it that doted on rough sexuality. She was as turned on by the sound of a four-letter word as by the sight of a stiff cock. Ned enjoyed both aspects of her personality. There was something about a gentle grandmotherly type fucking and talking like a whore, that aroused him madly. The way she was working his prick made every inch of his body sizzle with passion.
Now I know where Mom gets that alley-cat quality of hers, he thought.
He compared the three generations of women he'd screwed. There was something individual and different about the style of fucking each one went in for, but there was a certain common quality too, in the way Tessie, Babs, and Nell loved sex. It was getting harder and harder for him to keep his thoughts together, for the pressure of his grandmother's tight pussy on his prick was driving him out of his mind.
His prick gave a final stiffening and started to fire its load of spunk into his grandmother's pussy. Her pussy was coming too, trembling and shuddering with the force of the come that tore through her body. This one went on for some time too, not as long as the first two, but when it was over, Ned was pooped. She eased off of him, some of his semen sliding out of her hole. He lay there thinking, then spoke.
"You know, Grandma," he said, "we fuck a lot here. Since incest doesn't seem to bother you anymore, I was wondering if we might arrange a little orgy which we'd all join in. Everyone in the family fucking everyone else."
"I'd love it. Why, Ned, I've wanted to have that prick of your father's in my cunt since the first day Babs brought him home for dinner."
Ned remembered that his task for the night – the one Babs had sent him on – was to draw Tessie into the circle of incest, to convince her it was okay. Well, he thought, I guess she's convinced.