[Fm] Seducing My Step-Grandson, Part 2

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Dinner was an adventure that night.

My son and wife were back from a day of drinking and partying. Bree was still at the house with Luke. Of course they’d realized later that I was in the house. But they didn’t act nervous. From all appearances, they thought they’d gotten away with something.

It was hard for me to look at them. Obviously, Bree was dressed completely normal. But every time I glanced at her I kept picturing her unbuttoned blouse in my mind. And every time Luke stood up I couldn’t help but glance at his shorts. I was looking for any sign of that monster hidden away in his pants.

I felt guilty. A good grandmother would have rushed in and broken things up. Instead I’d stood quietly in the doorway and watched the two 18 year olds get one another off. And then I’d gone upstairs and replayed the events over and over in my head. I’d gotten myself off twice in the shower. And then a third time lying in bed. That had helped me relax and get in a little nap. But I’d dreamed about sex and I’d woken up frustrated. I was half-contemplating finding an excuse to sneak off and meet the couple from the beach.

Unfortunately, everyone was finally ready for a little family time. We were all going to play some board games and watch a movie. Since they were officially adults and high school grads, my son and his wife had even decided it might be OK to let the kids have a little wine. They’d decided that Bree could just stay over for the night so her parents didn’t find out. She’d quickly called her parents and they’d granted permission.

I tried to protest. I was still feeling so flustered about the afternoon.

“But where will everyone sleep?” I asked.

The beach house didn’t have a full blown sofa–just a few love seats made of wicker and hardly sturdy enough for anyone to sleep on. And there were only three bedrooms. My son was in the master with his wife. Luke had been sleeping in a room with a twin bed. And I had the upstairs mother-in-law suite with a queen bed.

“Bree and I can share a room,” Luke said.

His parents quickly said that wouldn’t be permitted.

“Maybe Bree should sleep with your grandmother,” my son suggested.

I quickly interjected that it would probably be awkward for the young lady to share a bed with her boyfriend’s grandmother. Bree looked happy that I’d spoken up.

“What about me?” Luke said. “I’ve shared a bed with grandma plenty of times!”

It was technically true. Although he’d probably been in middle school the last time we’d shared a bed. Still, if he was willing to it, there wasn’t room for me to protest. I could hardly tell everyone it was inappropriate because I’d just spent the afternoon fingering myself while thinking of my step-grandson’s humongous cock.

So it was decided and everyone agreed. We ate dinner, drank wine, played games, then settled in and watched a pay-per-view movie. Eventually, my son and his wife slept off to bed. I left Bree and Luke alone downstairs but told them not to be long. I went upstairs. When I passed the master bedroom, again I heard the sound of people making love. This time it was my son and his wife. I didn’t stop and look–plus the door was closed–but just hearing people having sex was enough to frustrate me a little more.

I’ve slept in the same thing for thirty something years. Everything I own is a nightie or nightgown of some sort. It was the only thing in my suitcase. I didn’t expect anyone to be see me sleeping on the trip. There was no alternatives in my suitcase except sweaty workout clothes. I had no plans of putting those on. So I pulled out a silky yellow gown that somehow looked a little more innocent than the white lace number I’d brought along. It was long and at least looked a little big like a granny gown. But it was also a thin summer garment and seemed to cling to my substantial bosom.

I waited for Luke to come up. When he didn’t I stepped outside and leaned over the banister. I called quietly down stairs. I could only see shadows, but it was obvious that Bree and Luke had to jump apart when they heard me. They rushed to say goodbye and then she shuffled off to the other downstairs room. Luke came up the stairs.

I went into the bedroom and he followed a moment later. He entered at an awkward angle–trying to keep his back to me.

“Can I turn off the lights?” he asked.

I nodded and he flipped the switch. He seemed to relax a bit. When he walked past the window I saw what he was trying to hide. The moonlight illuminated his profile and I could see that massive dick straining his shorts. My body started to tingle. How could I sleep with that inches away from me. I immediately felt a flash of guilt.

I got into bed and pulled the sheets up over me. Luke plopped down next to me and got under the same sheets. I said goodnight and turned away, but I didn’t feel the slightest bit sleepy.

Luke was tossing and turning. I could tell he was slipping his hands down to touch his erection. I wanted to ignore it. But I felt like a bitch for not trying to be a good guardian.

“Is something wrong, Luke?” I finally asked.

“Um…nothing,” he said.

We were quiet for a minute and then he spoke up again.

“Can we talk about something serious, Grandma?”

“Of course,” I answered.

“I know I should talk to my dad. But I just don’t feel comfortable,” he said.

“You know you can always come to me,” I responded.

“I don’t know about this, though.”

“Tell me,” I said. I already knew what the subject would be.

“I’ve been with Bree for a while now. And I know my parents would say to wait. But…when is the right time to have sex?”

I exhaled deeply.

“You know I was just a girl when I had your father,” I said. “And your mother was also young. Sex comes with consequences. And that change your life really quickly.”

“I know,” he said. “But still. It feels right. I think about it a lot.”

“Are you saying you haven’t had sex?” I asked.

“Yes,” he responded. “I mean. We’ve talked about it. And we’ve done…some stuff. But not all the way.”

I contemplated what to say next. I could go the stern disciplinarian way and try to shut him down. But I knew that wasn’t realistic. Not for any kid. And especially not after what I’d witnessed that afternoon. The better choice was to accept what was inevitable and be there for him.

“I could tell you not to do it,” I said. “But I don’t think that would stop you. Eventually you have to make your own choice. And you have to make it with Bree–or whoever you’re with at that time. And make sure it’s right for both of you at that time.”

“Oh, it will definitely be Bree,” he said. “Everything is great between us.”

“OK, then,” I said. “Then you and Bree need to have a serious discussion. And be safe. Use protection. Both of you. And don’t be foolish and impulsive. Don’t do something that’s going to cause problems with her parents. Don’t get caught by them.”

“Of course,” he said.

He was quiet for another moment. But still just as fidgety. I could see he still had a hard on. He was lying on his back and the sheets stood up like a tent.

“The thing is,” he started after a few minutes, “I’m nervous. She’s more experienced than I am. I’m afraid I’ll mess up.”

“She’s not a virgin?” I asked with surprise.

“No,” he said. “I mean, she’s not THAT experienced. But she’s not a virgin. I don’t want to embarrass myself. I don’t want to be not as good as the last guy.”

“You can’t worry about that,” I said. “I’m sure it will be fine. You’ll grown into it. And I’m sure she’ll be patient.”

“Yeah,” he said. “But I’m still nervous. I’ve watched some adult movies. And there’s no way I can last that long. I get too excited.”

I wasn’t sure what to say.

“Well, pornography isn’t the best place to learn, Luke,” I said. “Though I suppose there is no harm in watching it to get the idea. As long as you’re not watching something vile and disrespectful to women.”

“I’m not!” he quickly said. “None of the weird stuff. You know. Just videos on the internet.”

“Well, there’s plenty of weird stuff on the internet,” I said.

“I know,” he responded. “But that’s not what I watch. I just want to see people fucking.”

I was surprised. I knew he’d just let the F-word slip out. But it still surprised me to hear him use it.

“And I can’t last that long,” he continued. “I can’t last that long just watching the videos even. Without a woman even there.”

“Is that because you’re touching yourself?” I ask.

I knew I was treading into dangerous territory. I wasn’t even sure why I’d asked the question.

Luke got quiet.

“Yes,” he said quietly.

“There is nothing wrong with that,” I responded. “Everyone does it. And doing that alone will help with the urges. And keep you perfectly safe.”

“I feel guilty after,” he said.

“That’s common when you’re young. It will pass,” I said.

“I don’t know about that,” he answered. “But it does help me get to sleep,” he added with a laugh. “If I could do that right now I wouldn’t have any problems sleeping!”

“Why are you having problems now?” I asked. “Were you and Bree doing something?”

Luke got quiet.

“Yes,” he finally said.

“And what were you doing?” I asked.

I could tell myself I was being the disciplinarian. Or that I was just trying to get more information so that I could help him. But I knew that wasn’t the case. I knew I was titillated. And I knew I’d enjoyed watching earlier. And I wanted to know more.

“We were just. You know. Kissing.” he said.

“And that’s all it takes to get you worked up?” I asked.

“Usually,” he answered.

“And you weren’t doing anything else?”

“Well. We were touching,” he said.

“Touching how? Where?”

I was getting excited. I could feel my little silk panties getting wet.

“I was touching her chest,” he said quietly.

And that was the moment I decided to really cross the line. I wasn’t out of control. I wasn’t overwhelmed my desire. I made a choice.

“Do you know to touch a woman’s breast?” I asked.

“Of course,” he said.

“Show me.”

He held his hand out like he was cupping a phantom breast.

“No,” I said. “Show me. Touch my breast.”

“Grandma!” he started to protest.

“What?” I demanded. “Do you want advice? Or do you want to be inexperienced and figure things out? You can do that if you want.”

Slowly, he turned and put his large hand on my big tit. I knew he could feel my hard nipple through my thin gown. I stifled a gasp. My body was on fire.

“That’s right,” I said. “And where was she touching you?” I asked.

“Down there,” he said.

“Where?” I asked.

“On my…on my cock,” he said.

“Like this?” I asked.

I slid my hand under the sheet and grazed my hand against his hard on. He groaned.

“Or was it more like this?” I said.

I wrapped my hand around his massive pole. I squeezed the head through his shorts. He groaned louder.

“Like that,” he said. “She was squeezing it. And moving around.”

I wrapped my hand tighter and rocked my arm back and forth.

“Yes,” he gasped. “Like that.”

“Do you want me to keep doing it?” I asked. “Do you want to practice?”

“Keep doing it,” he panted.

“You’re OK with this?” I said. “You’re OK with me touching your…big…COCK, Luke.”

“Yes,” he gasped. “It feels good. I want to learn.”

“What if I do this?” I asked.

I let go and slid my hand down his shorts. I wrapped it around his bare cock.

“Oh yes!” Luke said.

“Does Bree to this for you?”

“Yes!”

“Do you like it?” I asked

“Yes!”

“Does she like it?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” he said. “I think so.”

“I bet she likes it,” I said. “I bet she likes touching your Big COCK.”

I kept jerking it. I slid closer in the bed and pressed my body to his. He turned his head and we kissed. He kissed like a grown man. His lips were firm.

“Undress,” I told him.

He quickly pulled his shorts off and tossed them aside. He shed his t-shirt. I grabbed his big dick and started jacking it.

“Does she do this?” I asked.

I leaned down and wrapped my lips around his beautiful bone.

“No,” he said.

“Do you like it?” I asked

“Oh yes!”

I tugged and sucked him. It didn’t take long. He tried to keep quiet, but in the end he had to pull a pillow over his face. He groaned into it as she shot his juicy load into my waiting mouth. I drank it up. I swallowed every drop of Luke’s cum. It had been ages since I’d sucked a cock.

Luke was breathless. Even in the dark I could see the contented smile on his face.

I had a choice again. I had let things go to far. I could stop at anytime. But I didn’t want to stop.

“So you want a real lesson for your first time with Bree? So you can relax?” I asked.

“Yes. Definitely,” he said.

“It’s OK if you cum too quick. It happens sometimes. But you have to remember that it’s not over until she says it’s over. Until she’s happy. Sometimes men forget that. A lot of men forget that. They’re finished as soon as they cum. It’s the difference between being a good lover and a disappointment. You have to satisfy your partner.”

Luke seemed to think about what I was saying. He slowly nodded his head.

“Do you get it?” I asked.

“Yes ma’am,” he responded. “I understand what you’re saying.”

“Do you think you can do that?” I asked.

He nodded slowly again.

“I definitely can do that,” he said.

“Show me,” I said.

“Oh, I’m telling the truth, Grandma,” he said. “It’s not even an issue. I’m always horny,” he blurted out. “Even after I cum. I’m still horny. I want to do it again. I get hard again really fast.”

I nodded.

“I believe you,” I said. “You’re young and it’s all new. But it won’t always be like that. I want you to show me you know what to do. Don’t just tell me.”

“Show you how, Grandma?” he asked. “You want me to get it hard again? I can do that.”

“No,” I said. “Show me you can be there for your partner when she’s not satisfied.”

He looked at me quizzically.

I took his hand and placed it on my thigh. I slowly brought it up beneath my silky gown. I placed his hand on my soaking wet panties. I could feel him trembling.

“Luke…” I whispered.

“Yes ma’am?” he asked.

“Did you like what I did for you?”

He nodded enthusiastically.

“Do you think I’m satisfied?”

“I thought,” he started, “that you were just…I don’t know,” he said. “Helping me. I didn’t know you wanted me to do something.”

“That’s just thinking of yourself. And what did I say about that?” I asked playfully.

“That it makes me a bad lover,” he replied.

“Do you want to be a bad lover?” I asked.

He shook his head.

“So what do you want to do?” I asked.

“I want to satisfy you. But what about Bree? She was going to be my first,” he said.

“We don’t have to fuck,” I responded casually. “There are other things. Your hands. Your tongue.”

I kept his hand pushed close to my wet panties. I caressed it. I moved his hand so he was rubbing me.

“Do you feel how wet I am, Luke?”

He nodded.

“Have you fingered a woman before, Luke?” I asked.

Of course I knew the answer even before he nodded.

“Do you like it? Are you good at it?”

“Yes,” he said. “Yes to both.”

“Take my panties off,” I said firmly.

“Yes ma’am,” he said.

I spread my legs and lifted the hem of my nightie to my waist. Luke grabbed my little panties at each hip and slowly pulled them down and past my legs.

“Smell them,” I said.

He looked at me for a second. Then he obeyed. He jerked his head back awkwardly when he got a whiff of my pungent scent. Then she slowly brought them back to his nose. He inhaled deeply.

“I like it,” he said.

“The real thing is even better,” I responded.

I reached out and took his head between my hands. I brought him down to my cunt. He inhaled sharply.

“Taste it,” I commanded.

He slowly stuck out his tongue and pressed it to my pussy. Shots of electricity pulsed through my body.

“Lick it,” I said. “Lick it up and down.”

He started slowly at first. He ran his tongue up and down my slit.

“Oh yes,” I groaned. “Now higher,” I whispered.

He moved up.

“Higher,” I said again. “Higher. THERE!” I moaned loudly.

“That’s my clit, Luke. Lick my clit. Swirl your tongue around it.”

He was tentative at first, but quickly got the hang of it. As my groans got louder. He responded to my pleasure.

“No finger me. Put your fingers in my pussy, baby,” I said.

She drove two fingers into my snatch. I cried out when he penetrated me. He quickly started fucking me with his hands.

“Don’t stop licking it,” I cried.

He licked my clit. He swirled his tongue around it. And he slid his fingers in and out of my hole. It was just like I’d watched him do hours earlier with his little girlfriend.

“Faster,” I pleaded. “Faster.”

He sped up. His fingers went in and out. His tongue rapidly teased my clit.

“Oh yes,” I moaned. “Oh yes.”

I started bucking my hips. I wanted his fingers deeper inside me.

“YES!” I cried out a last time.

And then I came. I came hard with his long fingers deep inside me. I felt naughty and guilty and amazing. All at the same time.

“Come kiss me,” I said, hungrily.

He slid his long, lean body up next to me. He pulled at the straps of my gown until my big tits were out. He put his big, manly hands on them. He slipped his tongue into my mouth. His big dick was rock hard again.

His hands were rough on my tits. He kissed me like a man who hadn’t touched a woman in years. It wasn’t an afterglow kissing. It was the kiss of someone who wanted more.

Her buried his face in my titties. He kissed each of them. He sucked on my big pink nipples.

“I want to fuck,” he panted.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“I want to fuck you right now,” he said.

It never occurred to me to decline the offer. I wanted that big cock inside me. I wanted to feel his naked muscular body pressed against me.

“Fuck me, Luke,” I said. “Fuck me right now.”

I took his thick boner and guided it inside me.

He started fucking right away. It was clumsy and awkward at first. He had trouble finding his rhythm and kept trying to suck my tits at the same time.

Slowly, he found his way. It felt amazing. His cock was as big as I’d ever had. I felt completely full. He fucked slowly and deliberately.

“Are you going to cum?” I asked.

He shook his head.

“I last longer the second time.”

I grasped his firm ass.

“Then fuck me hard. Fuck me hard right now.”

He started driving faster.

“YES,” I said. “Give me that big cock. Blast my pussy, Luke. Blast my pussy.”

My titties were bouncing wildly. I cupped them both and held my nipples for him to lick.

“Harder!” I cried out. “Blast my pussy, baby. Give it to me.”

His thick cock rubbed my swollen clit with each stroke. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, but it felt incredible.

I started panting his name. I was so close. He was grunting and I knew he was ready to blow.

“Do it, baby,” I said. “Do it.”

With a final grunt he climaxed. I felt his hot cum pulsing inside me.

“Don’t stop fucking,” I pleaded. “I’m close.”

I rubbed my own clit frantically. I felt my muscles tighten. And I came hard with Luke’s dick inside me. My whole body shuttered. I couldn’t believe how good it felt.

The two of us collapsed in a heap.

“Did I do good?” he asked, finally.

“Yes,” I said.

“So I satisfied you?” he asked.

I thought about it for a second.

“I could go for another,” I responded. “You up for trying doggie style?”

Again, I knew what the answer would be before he even started to nod his head.

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