"Maybe that's what's bugging me," Fanny came back. May just laughed. "You've only been into family sex for a short time," she said after giving it some thought. "Maybe this weekend will help you over the last hurdle, and your whole family too."
"You really think so?"
"Sure," May said, patting her on the arm. "Fucking your grandparents is just the thing."
"Yes, but how can I get them into it? After a whole lifetime of conventional thinking, maybe they're too old to slip into the incest trip."
"Never too old," said May Williams. "Look your grandad undoubtedly has the hots for you. All old guys get that way about teenaged chicks. And your grandmother probably dreams about getting fucked by Ron. All you have to do is seduce the old guy and the rest is easy. A very nice orgy of family fucking and sucking should follow. Or Ron can seduce your grandmother, and then she'll get the old guy into it for you. Just let things happen. You've got a weekend of family partying coming up. There's no reason why it shouldn't be a weekend of family fucking too."
Buoyed by her chat with May, Fanny went home and got a good night's sleep. The next morning, she rose early and got dressed in her prettiest clothes, including her sexiest underwear. The rest of the family was soon up and about, and after breakfast she took Ron to his room for a talk.
"You really want me to try to seduce Grandma?" he asked incredulously.
"Why not?" she laughed. "You know you'd dig getting into her panties, and she has always had eyes for your young body. I know. I've caught her giving you the glance."
Ron shook his head doubtfully. "I'll give it a try," he said, "but you'd better work on Grandpa if you want to get them in on the fucking."
Fanny was still sure that Ron was the key to drawing their grandparents into the family fun. During the next few hours, before their planned arrival in mid-afternoon, she schemed as to how she should go about arranging it. She knew that after a trip, her grandmother always went to her room for an hour to lie down and get some rest. Then it dawned on her. As soon as the old woman did that, she would draw her grandfather and her folks out of the house on the pretext of taking them all down to the park where an arts and crafts festival was in its last day. They'd have to get there that afternoon or miss it.
Sure enough, the old folks arrived on schedule, looking fit and younger than their years. Max Jones was in his mid-sixties, but he was tall and erect with a full head of gray hair that he darkened, except for touches of silver at the temples. Emma was in her early sixties, a big-bosomed woman who had managed to keep her body in shape.
There were lively greetings, and then everyone sat in the living room having coffee. When Emma said she was going upstairs, that was Fanny's cue to suggest that she take her grandfather to see the arts festival at the park.
"Why that sounds splendid," the old fellow said. "Let's go before it shuts down."
Nelson and Carol, already clued in to the scheme, said they would also go, and they asked Emma if she'd like to come along. Predictably, she said she'd pass. She was too tired and would prefer to get some rest before dinner. Fanny also asked Ron if he's like to go, but her brother said he'd seen the opening earlier in the week and he'd stay home.
Fanny was jumping with joy as she and her grandfather went out the door, her folks right behind. They walked to the nearby park where an outdoor display of arts and crafts was in progress, along with various slide shows and live performances in a neighboring building. She showed her grandfather all around the place, occasionally glancing at her watch. She knew that Ron would be making his move at home in about an hour. If she could make it, Fanny planned to get back ahead of the others and do a little peeking.
After the group had gone all around the park, they went into the building that had the indoor displays. That was when Carol suggested they all see a slide show and lecture. As soon as her grandfather agreed, that was Fanny's cue to say she'd seen that show already and she'd go home. They parted, and Fanny headed back to the house, her heart pounding and her eyes on her wristwatch. One hour and fifteen minutes had gone by. Her grandmother would be up and about, and if Ron hadn't chickened out, she'd probably be on her way to his bedroom.
Fanny entered the house silently, looked about and tiptoed in. No one was downstairs, and everything was quiet. Maybe Emma was still snoring in the guest bedroom. Fanny went silently up the stairs, stopped and peered around the corner. Then she heard a sound. A giggle. It was coming from Ron's bedroom.
Her heart in her throat, Fanny tiptoed towards the closed door. She knelt and looked through the keyhole. This gave her an unobstructed view of the bed, and what a view it was. Ron was naked, kneeling on the bed. His grandmother was equally nude, lying on her back with her legs spread and her cunt held open. Just as Fanny tuned in, Ron dove. He was kneeling between grandmother's legs and his face disappeared between her thighs to make contact with her pussy.
Fanny saw her grandmother shut her eyes, threw her head back and opened her mouth in ecstasy. Ron's head was moving, and she could see that her brother was lapping their grandmother's cunt. He did it, she thought, be did it! He seduced Grandma and now he's eating her cunt.
Ron was going like mad on his grandmother's pussy. As the older woman rolled partially towards Fanny, the girl could see the hot cunt peeking through the bush of pubic hair. The inner lips were long and distended, reddened with passion and moist with the spittle of her lover. Ron was licking those cunt-lips with a greedy hunger, running his tongue up the length of one lip and down it, then up the other lip and back down to the bottom.
"Lick my cunt!" Fanny heard Emma say clearly through the door that separated them. "Oh, lick it please, Ron."
Ron shifted his face and shot out his tongue. The tip hit the love button, ripping a cry from the mouth of his grandmother. She lolled back to the other side, her huge breasts shaking like jello. They were immense, full and round and far less droopy than Fanny would have guessed. Her grandmother kept her body in good shape.
Emma's skin was white as the sheet she lay on, and there were no wrinkles to be seen. Her stomach was flat and her thighs and hips were rounded like those of a younger woman. A lot of exercise, hiking and bicycle riding had kept her body in shape. Her cunt was well-used and large, full, sensuous cunt-lips flapping wantonly.
As Ron worked away on her clit, Emma writhed in joy. She had let go of the outer cunt-hips and was now using her hands to stroke her grandson's head. Just watching it fired Fanny's loins. She'd known her grandmother for years, but had never seen her naked. And now she was lying right in front of her, nearly her whole body visible through the keyhole, and she was getting her box eaten by her own grandson. The idea of it thrilled the girl as she pressed ever closer to the keyhole.
Ron must have been wildly turned on himself. As his body moved, his hard rod sometimes came into view, sticking out at its full length, upturned and red as his grandmother's pussy lips. He was in perfect position to thrust his cock up her cunt as soon as he finished licking it out, and Fanny was sure that if she kept watching long enough she'd see her brother fucking their grandmother. It was as if the whole thing was happening in a dream. It was the most intensely erotic experience in Fanny's young life.
"Ohhhh," she heard her grandmother moan. "I think I'm going to come. O-h-h-h, don't stop now, Ron. Don't stop."
Ron quickened the pace of his licking, flattening her clit button with his tongue, pressing it downward to massage the clit and all the flesh around it, then raising his tongue to manipulate just the clit alone, rotating it rapidly.
"Ohhh," Emma groaned. "I'm going to come!" Her grandson kept up the pace, lapping away at her sopping cunt. Milky fluid was flying in all directions, as the old woman spewed cunt-juice. Fanny was amazed that a woman in her eerily sixties was still so hot-boxed that she could release such a copious supply of cunt-cream. She knew that a pussy kept working longer if it was exercised, so she figured that her grandfather probably did a pretty good job on a pretty regular basis to that cunt.
Suddenly the woman on the bed was spasming madly, her ass jumping off the sheet, her hands clutching it furiously. Fanny could see that Ron had really hit the right spot, and Emma was shooting her wad.
"I'm coooooming!" she screamed, her words cutting right through the door to Fanny. "Ohhhhhh, I'm really coooooooming!"
Fanny felt her loins shiver and her cunt turn hot at the sight. Ron's hands had found his grandmother's buttocks, clutching them from underneath, cupping each white hemisphere. His mouth was buried in her bush, his tongue probably shoved deep in her cunt-hole. As she jerked her hips, she made his whole head snap back, and the two of them rocked like that on the bed for at least a minute till the old woman finally slowed to a grinding halt.
Then they were still, Emma lying flat on her back with her eyes shut, Ron still kneeling over her, his face still buried in her bush. After a long while, he came up for air. He pulled his hands from beneath her buttocks and said something to her that Fanny could not hear. The older woman stretched and yawned, then drew her legs up so that the knees were bent and the feet were flat on the sheet. She also slid upwards somewhat on the bed, propping a pillow beneath her head.
Ron was moving over her, bringing his knees up higher and placing his hands on each side of her body. He reached down and took hold of his prick, hard and bobbing over her cunt. He nudged the swollen head between the still red lips of the quim, then returned his hand to its position beside her. As Fanny held her breath at the keyhole, Ron lowered himself to his elbows and began to thrust his big dick into his grandmother's cunt.
He's fucking her! Fanny said to herself, feeling her heart stop.
Ron's cock was soon buried in his grandmother's cunt, and his broad chest was soon flattening her breasts. His face was near hers, and he kissed her gently on the cheek. Fanny saw her smile, just before her face was blocked by Ron's head as it touched the pillow beside hers. The two of them were like that for a few seconds, a tableau of sex, and then the young stud began thrusting.
He raised his ass in the air, then plunged down, shoving his bone into his grandmother's twat. Fanny was breathing heavily as she watched. It was as if Ron were fucking her and not her grandmother. It was so exciting for her to see her brother shoving his big dick in and out of their grandma's twat that ever stroke seemed to go right through her.
Ron's elbows dug into the bed and the whole bed bounced as he fucked away at Emma's box. Their pubic regions slapped together so loudly that Fanny could hear it in the hall. She could almost smell the musky odor of sex, that vivid in her mind was the action going on before her.
The more her brother fucked away in his grandmother's swollen and juicy cunt, the harder he drove and the faster he pounded. His ass was moving like crazy, pistoning so fast it was like a rapid vibration. Fanny heard little yips of pleasure as Emma started spinning upwards towards another orgasm.
By the sound of her voice Fanny was sure she'd make it. She already knew how long Ron could keep a hard-on and smash away in a cunt without shooting his load. Emma would have as long as she needed to get her rocks off a second time. Ron was pumping away with his cock in her cunt, his eyes shut tightly now, his face growing redder and gleaming with sweat. Fanny could hear the deep sound of his breathing.
Emma reached up and clutched her grandson around the back, her fingernails digging into his flesh. As they banged away wildly, Emma's legs came up and locked around his lower back. She was like a tiny creature, clinging to his big and powerful body from underneath as he slammed his loins downward again and again. He was carrying her whole body with him on the upstroke, slamming it to the mattress each time he rammed downward.
Then Fanny heard a shriek that pierced the wood panel of the door. "Eeeeeee!!!" Emma was climaxing again, and this time she was going off big. Ron pumped away, and Fanny saw that he was letting himself come. His motion was uncontrollable now, and he was whacking his loins into his grandmother's body with a fury. The two of them went on like that for a half a minute, till they were both spent and lay limply in each other's arms.
Fanny had come just from watching it, and the rank odor of her crotch-juice rose to her nostrils as she knelt there by the door. She rose after a time, deciding there was no harm in walking in. She opened the door and tiptoed in, giving Ron a chance to see her first. By the smile on his face, she was sure it was okay to come in.
"Hi Fanny," he said openly. "It's okay. I told Grandma everything. Everything we do now."
Fanny came in and sat on the bed. Her grandmother looked up at her from over Ron's broad shoulder. She smiled benignly, then spoke. "You've got the right idea," she said. "I've always felt a family is closer together if they get it on."
Fanny laughed and gave the old woman a squeeze on the arm. "We're about as close as you can get," she said. "And when the others get back from the festival, maybe we can all get a little closer."
"Not a bad idea," Ron put in, as if they hadn't talked about the whole thing before. Then he addressed his words to his grandmother. "Do you think Gramps might go for this kind of thing?"
"Hell yes!" the older woman said. "He's got hot pants for Fanny already. I wouldn't worry about a thing, young man."
Ron smiled and kissed his grandmother. Fanny got off the bed and whirled around. "I can't wait," she said. "We should have done this long ago."
When Fanny's folks got back from the park, they found both their children sitting naked in the living room with an equally naked grandmother. There were a few raised eyebrows, but after all, Nelson and Carol had known what their kids were up to. As for old Max Jones, his first reaction was a wide grin.