An insistent tapping on my shoulder dragged me out of a sound sleep. I came to the awareness that I was literally stuck to Grandma! That and I had also drooled on her in my sleep, which was sort of funny.
“Honey, honey, wake up.” Grandma called. “Honey, I gotta pee, and I’m not going like that on this bed!”
Oh, shit, it was painfully funny as we peeled ourselves apart. My cum covered face had adhered to her chest, my cock was glued to her thigh! Fuck! That hurt! And I’ll be damned if it wasn’t the funniest thing that’s happened to me in a long time!
I followed her downstairs to the bathroom, trying to massage feeling back into the arm that had been pinned under her. She left the door open and I followed her in. she rolled her eyes at me as I sat cross-legged on the floor before her as she sat on the toilet, but she indulged me by spreading her legs wide, offering me an unimpeded view of her evacuation. There was no effort, no strain this time, a strong, solid jet burst forth, fine flecks separating from the main stream as it plunged melodiously into the commode.
“You git!” Grandma cursed lightly. “I think you’ve ruined me! Letting you watch got me turned on a little.” She shook her head.
Rising, she offered me the toilet, standing to the side to watch me.
“I ought to sit down to pee,” I teased, earning a slap on my bare ass.
I finished with a shake and went to wash up but Grandma stopped me.
“We’re going to stay nasty and clean up later,” she declared. I raised one eyebrow in question.
“Ooo, how do I explain… it… feels… it’s…” she thought aloud, slowly. “It’s, almost, as if I’m free? Free to be a fecking nasty cunt… and I like it! I know it can’t last, honestly, this may be the last time in my life I get to act this way! Walking around nude, grabbing your fine ass or your hard cock, oh look, there it goes again, whenever I feel like it.
“You licked my arse like you licked my pussy! God, that was hot! It felt incredible! I came on your face and you swallowed it. You swallowed it with piss I forced out with my cum! I’ve eaten your cum and shared it with you. We fell asleep in one another’s arms while still sticky with sex. God, that may have been the sexiest thing of all! We’re nasty and dirty from fucking and I don’t want to wash any of it away until the last possible minute!”
Tears had welled up in her eyes during the last part of her rant, and she hugged me hard. We wandered through the house, naked and crusty, hell, Grandma didn’t even wipe her twat after peeing! We picked up a little here and there, and then put together a light meal of cold cuts and large glasses of iced tea. While eating, she shared a fantasy of gardening naked, but admitted that being nude in the house was as brave as she’d ever get.
While she was washing our dishes, I knelt behind her at the sink and lifted and spread her chubby ass cheeks, exposing her perfect, smooth brown-eye. I proceeded to lick and tongue fuck her butthole as she attempted to finish the dishes.
“Oh god! You. Dirty. Little. Fuck!” she cursed me, nearly dropping a dish. I arose quickly and scampered away, dodging the wet dish rag she whipped in my direction! “You’ll pay for that!” she yelled with a smile.
Later we stripped the bed upstairs and got it washing. In the laundry room, I looked out the back door and it was now dark outside. With a grin, I took Grandma’s hand and quickly opened the back door and pulled her outside onto the back deck.
“No! No, oh god!” she whispered intensely. I pulled her along the deck and around the corner from the street. The house formed a dark corner as it encircled the deck. There weren’t many street lights in Union, and none away from the main drag like here. The stars were bright and there was no moon. Grandma cowered into my chest, pressing her body against mine as the cool breeze tickled our bare flesh.
The block their house was on was about two acres, the four plats of land divided it equally and the neared house was at least 25 yards away. Trees and bushes separated the yards well, but there were no fences, privacy or otherwise.
“I am going to kill you!” Grandma promised through clenched teeth. Looking in her eyes, I could see anger, fear and excitement warring for control of her emotions.
She didn’t move though, I had let her go minutes ago. She continued to huddle into my body, eventually her arms dropped from where they had been clutching her chest, to cross behind my back. Her body softened and she melted against me, just holding me in the shadow of her house that night, outside, naked. She looked up at me, no longer angry or afraid, but still a little nervous. I bent my neck to kiss her, it was passionate, though our lips didn’t part.
After a minute, she took a deep breath and turned around, resting her back against my chest, exposing her front to the world… well, her empty backyard, but to her, it was the world!
I slowly began to explore her front with my hands, caressing her breasts, belly, hips and thighs. When her hands guided mine back to her nipples for specific attention, her breathing deepened. I played and tugged on her nipples and her hands made their way between us as she began to fondle my balls and stiffening cock. I slipped my fingers into her slit and played with her lips and clit, eliciting a quiet moan or two. She took my hard cock and dipped it down between her ass cheeks, letting it go and spreading her cheeks so the head could come to rest against her asshole. She proceeded to rock her hips back and forth a little, causing the head of my captured dick to rub her puckered brown-eye.
Outside in the dark, with the cool breeze brushing our warming bodies, it seemed we were the only people on earth, yet we were simultaneously, painfully aware that we were grandson and grandmother, naked and together in a tiny, little, old-fashioned town, with her dry-humping my dick with her asshole and my fingers were buried in her slit, getting wet with her arousal… it was all too delicious!
Grandma disengaged and turned about and grabbed my dick. “We’re going inside now,” she said matter-of-factly.
She boldly walked around the corner and along the deck to the back door, opening it for me to precede her into the house, she followed, stepping like she was in no hurry to come in. Hmmm, once in a lifetime for her, I thought.
“I need to pee,” she announced, and walked to the bathroom. Naturally, I followed.
“Pee play is growing on me,” she confessed, blushing a little. “Are you… are you up for more? I wanna try more.”
“Yes ma’am!” I cry, saluting her with both hand to brow and upright prick!
“Okay, I really do need to pee, that tea’s going through me! So. Shall I… can I, pee on you?” she asks.
“Yes! Shall I lay in the bathtub?” I offer. She nods her head and I swiftly lay in the empty tub, not wanting to waste time and give her a chance to overthink this and change her mind.
“Where? Where should I… go?’ she asks, looking uncertain and embarrassed.
“You pick, whatever you’re comfortable with. Should I close my eyes, or is it okay to watch?” I inquire.
“Hmm, whatever,” she mumbles, as she carefully seps into the tub.
She positions her left foot by my right hip and places her right foot on the edge of the tub to my left. The old fashioned tub has a wide, tile installation, the same height as the tub. There’s about a foot-wide shelf that joins the wall with a backsplash on my left, and the edge of the tub on the bathroom side is about three inches wider than the tub.
Grandma is taking deep breaths now as she reached between her legs with both hands and using her fingers, spreads both her fat outer lips and her slick inner lips. She smiles thinly at me as I ogle her gorgeous pussy. I can see her abdomen tense up and her pee-hole swelling as she tries to force the pee out.
“Try to relax,” I offer. “Forcing it’s not going to work.”
“Shut it!” she ordered. “I’m not some baby, I’ve been livin’ in this body longer ‘n you!”
“Oops, sorry!” I apologized, chagrined. Grandma takes several deep breaths through pursed lips and closes her eyes for a second.
Her urethra swells and opens, emitting a steady stream of pee that flows in a gentle arc to splatter on my flat stomach. “Aaaaah!” we both sigh!
Her stream of hot, clear, piss ebbs and flows, but never quite stops as she directed it down my belly to shower onto my now steel hard cock. I lick up my dick and start stroking it, her slick piss making for excellent lubricant. She directs her piss up my belly, across my chest and neck and I open my mouth to catch the sweetly sour stream. My mouth fills and I let it overflow. I can feel it running down my neck and over my shoulders, down my back toward the drain. As her impressive flow wanes, I close my mouth and spit the contents onto my chest and stomach.
“God that’s hot!” I praise her. Her reply is a happy ear-to-ear grin!
She puts her foot down and squats over my hips and I point my slick cock up into her descending pussy. She impales herself without pausing as her dripping pussy engulfs my prick to the hilt! She leans forward, allowing her plump nipples to rub against my pissy chest. Dropping from her squatting position, she kneels onto my hips and rocks her sopping cunt on my stiff cock. She dives into my mouth with her tongue, sucking and licking my lips and face!
“I want… I want to try. I want to try it,” she pants into my mouth. “I-I want you to… can you… piss. Piss, on me?”
“Okay. Sure” I agree. “I’ve never done it before…”
“I’m. Sure. You’ll, do, fine.” She assure me, never having stopped assaulting my mouth with her tongue.
Grandma carefully stands and we gingerly swap places, the tub now slick with piss.
She laid down and spread her legs, draping her limbs over the sides of the tub. Both her hands are on her tits, cupping them and rolling the nipples hard between her fingers.
Following her example, I breathe deeply and close my eyes to work within my mind to deliberately “unlock” my bladder even though my cock is hard. I guess I may have a slight advantage, being a swimmer, I had a lot of practice “unlocking” my bladder during long workouts. Swimming and pissing at the same time, avoiding the tell-tale stain in the water when doing it stationary. We all did it, and joked about it between laps.
After a few seconds, I coaxed a thin, continuous stream which arced upward from my erect penis before raining down and showering Grandma’s round belly and tits. I gained more control of it as my dick softened and directed my piss to fall directly onto first one nipple, then the other.
“God. Damn. That’s dirty!” Grandma exclaimed, with a mischievous gleam in her eye, now pulling her loose tits into points by the nipples. “Now my pussy.”
I concentrated and managed to increase the flow so a solid stream now sprayed her gaping pussy from my nearly flaccid dick.
“Huh! Huff! Umm,” Grandma’s whole body twitched when I played my piss across her fat clit! “Up here!” she indicated, opening her mouth!
I quickly swiped the stream of piss across her body to her open mouth, but only a few drops made it because my cock almost instantly got hard again at the thought that she wanted me to piss in her mouth!
“Aww,” she pouted. “Can you try again?”
“Hoooo, gimme a sec,” I pleaded.
I stood there panting, trying to relax and slow the pounding of my pulse, willing my bladder to give Grandma what she wanted…
“Ah!” I cried, and a thick, strong jet of piss arced into the air and fell into her open mouth! She closed her eyes as the torrent rained all over her face and hair too. Her small mouth filled rapidly and she spit it over her tits and belly. When her mouth was half full again, she made a show of swallowing it!
“Fuck!” I cried in pain, as my dick instantly switched back to sex-mode, painfully cutting off the flow and becoming rock hard in a matter of seconds. It hurt, but the whole thing, the whole situation, stitched the discomfort into the fabric of the erotic experience!
“Hard to keep that shit going, isn’t it?” Grandma sympathized. “Enough! I need that cock in me now!”
Grandma takes charge and orders me out of the tub and to help her up. I help her out of the tub and she kisses me with her face wet with my piss, a puddle of our fluids forming around our feet. She directs me to lay back down in the tub, and after I’m in position, she steps in and squats down once more over my hard dick.
She reached between her legs and grasped my cock, pointing it upward, but to my surprise, instead of slipping it into her wet snatch, she lowers herself and pushes her perfect asshole over the tip, the flared mushroom head popping past the elastic ring of her sphincter!
“Fucking Christ!” she screams, shocking me further by not slowing down, sinking rapidly onto my cock until her hanging pussy lips were kissing my pubes. She grabs the sides of the bathtub and slams her asshole down onto my cock! Rising and falling, my cock sliding out, wham! Back down again!
“Oh!” -slam- “My!” -slam- “Fuck!” -slam- “ing!” -slam- “God!” -slam-
Her ass and cunt crashed down onto my hips over and over!
“Ooo-ahh-ohah-ooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaah!” Grandma screamed and ground her asshole onto my cock painfully!
My belly and chest were suddenly splashed with hot liquid as her cunt released its flood of cum like a dam breaking!
“Fuck!” I cried as I lost it, and sent my semen spraying into Grandma’s bowel!
I lifted her whole body up as I thrust my cock deep up in her ass as I could! I wanted to shoot my load so deep in her that she’d fucking taste it!
“Fuck! Fuck yes!” she screamed at me. “Ah! You fucker! You goddamned fucker! Fuck me!”
I hadn’t finished cumming when Grandma rose up, shitting my cock out her ass, and grabbing my head ruthlessly by the hair, she shoved my head between her legs, my body sliding down the piss-slick tub, legs and ass crashing into the end. My Grandma sat her gaping asshole squarely on my mouth, her dripping, fat, cunt covering my nose and eyes!
“Fuck my ass!” she screamed like a demon. “Eat that fucking ass! Put your tongue up there! Fuck! Oh fuck! Fuuuuuuuck!”
As my semen poured out of her gaping, steaming asshole into my mouth in great, slimy globs, her motherfucking pussy exploded again, covering my entire head in her syrupy excretions! It sprayed up my nose and ran stinging into my eyes and flowed into my ears, it saturated my hair and mixed with the semen in my mouth! She was right! She was going to kill me! Yet, even as my lungs burned for breath, I didn’t push or resist, on the contrary, I grasped her thighs and pulling her down, pushed my mouth as deep into her stretched shithole as I could! I wanted to die with my entire head inside her cunt!
This was the nastiest, most depraved, vile, vulgar act that I had never even imagined, and I was loving every. Single. Second!
Even as I tried to fuck her pussy and ass with my face, swallowing gobs of semen and pussy juice, my strength waned and my entire body began to buzz as I came close to passing out, I managed to instinctively slap her thigh, like tapping-out.
Grandma relented from grinding her cunt onto my face, and rising up, cried in alarm as I took a great, gasping breath and coughed between gulping air.
“Oh God! Baby! Baby are you okay?” she cried, nearly falling as she moved too rapidly in the slick bathtub. “Oh god! Oh god! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!”
She really did start crying, her tears falling on my face as she alternated between apologies and kissing my face! Strings of viscous fluids stretched between our faces, turning me on, despite my fits of coughing.
“It-it’s okay!” I finally managed to squeak out. “Really! I’m okay! That… was… awesome!”
She looked in my eyes, bewildered. “What, what are you saying?”
“That was amazing, YOU are amazing!” I said, quickly recovering. “That was the most intense sexual experience of my life… and I have you, my Grandma to thank for it! Oh I am so glad it was you!
“I love you!” I stated, I could tell she knew it was something deeper that the love one had for family.
She was speechless, her mouth opening and closing as she tried to formulate a response. We slowly untangled and stretched out and lay side-by-side in the floor of the large, old, tub. I lay on my back and Grandma covered my left side, her left arm and leg draped over my filthy, sticky body.
“I love you too,” she whispered with conviction, her breath tickling my neck from where her head rested on my shoulder.
We lay there a long time, each lost in their thoughts, she idly twirled a fingertip around my right nipple while I petted her back and shoulder.
“Bath time, or shower?” I finally asked.
“I don’t know what came over me!” she confessed, ignoring my question. “I guess… I think… it was so powerful… I was powerful… I knew… I knew you were there for me… I-I liked… I loved… the control, the control I had over you!” she continued in a dreamy tone. “You would do whatever I wanted, I knew it. I’d MAKE you do whatever I wanted, and you’d like it!”
“That’s right, Grandma,” I agreed, nodding more to myself than for her benefit. “I was glad, ecstatic even, to be right where you put me.”
“Are, are we okay?” she asked, rising to meet my eyes.
“Yes Grandma,” I replied lovingly. “Always and forever!”
“Okay,” she said softly. “Neither.”
“Huh?”
“No bath, no shower,” she said, returning to my earlier question.
“Um, may I disagree respectfully,” I pleaded. “My eyelids are sticking together!”
“It is my intention that we should give each other a sponge-bath, well, specifically wiping down with a wet washrag,” she explained.
“Oh, okay,” I replied happily, looking forward to caressing every inch of her body.
We carefully got out of the tub and Grandma rinsed it thoroughly. Stepping back in, and starting from the tops of our heads and down to our toes, we meticulously wiped each other down with wet washcloths. We joked and laughed as we encountered ticklish spots, Grandma giggled when my prick came back to life and stood up for her. She hummed and sighed appropriately when I cleaned her slit. We ended up damp and were drying rapidly in the air, we may have still reeked of sex and sweat, but god, it was making me horny!
We headed naked to the kitchen to slake out thirst, Grandma’s after-sex-strut was intoxicating! Her soft curves swayed and jiggled in all the right places!
Grandma went to the linen closet in the laundry room and fetched out some new bedclothes and we headed upstairs to my room. We made the bed together and I went to turn out the light.
We met in the center of the room by mutual agreement, illuminated in the ghostly, blue moonlight. It was still warm in the upstairs room of this old house, but the cool lighting gave me goosebumps and a mental chill. Grandma’s flesh however, was warm and buttery smooth where it pressed up against me, and was silky, sliding under my roaming hands.
I hungered for her, but it was an earnest yearning to join, to meld our flesh together, rather than the fiery, consuming hunger as earlier, when our bodies came crashing together. I guided her pliant body down onto my bed, studiously avoiding the still damp area from our previous rendezvous.
I laid her back on the clean sheet with a pillow under her head. Her raunchy odor in delicious contrast to the fresh smelling linen. I gently spread her legs and she assisted by raising her knees, allowing me to kneel between her legs and present my hard cock at the entrance of her damp and welcoming pussy. Juices were already starting to glisten on the opening petals of her labia as I easily slipped the flanged head of my swollen cock into her vagina.
“God!” I whispered. “It’s like my cock is on fire!” As my shaft slowly slid deeper into her body between her fat lips.
“Ooh, hmm, yeeees,” Grandma sighed.
My pubic mound now rested firmly against hers, and we just lay there like that for a while. I lay down on her, carrying the bulk of my weight on my elbows, and rested my face against her neck, nuzzling the loose, soft, velvety flesh there. She wrapped her arms and legs about me and our bodies seemed to disappear as I concentrated on feeling everything with every last nerve.
“I could stay like this forever!” I said, quietly in her ear.
“Oh that you could,” she half wished, half lamented.
Our bodies instinctively began to slowly move against one another, and we made gentle, intimate love, seemingly on the edge of combustion, but never plunging over the cliff… five minutes… ten minutes… 20 minutes. We started with her under me, then spent some time with her on top, then I was behind her and pulling on her wide hips while she bit the pillow, moaning in time to her ass slapping against my hips… 30 minutes… 40 minutes… she lay on her side, her bottom leg stretched straight out in line with her body, the upper leg bent in a sitting position, I straddled her thigh and entered her sideways, my balls dragging on her thigh, feeling like I was making love to her entire body… 50 minutes…
I was drenched in sweat and breathing deeply, but not like I had run a race. I felt like I was glowing from the inside out after an hour of sweetly making love with this incredible woman!
“I don’t know how much more I can take,” Grandma stated weakly, with a huge grin on her face. “I think I’ve had an orgasm in every position yet! I’m so tired!”
“Do we need to stop Grandma?” I asked, genuinely concerned.
“Not until you cum grandson,” she teased, specifically stating our relationship aloud, causing my heart to skip!
“Oh! Well, shit, I could have cum an hour ago,” I admitted. “The second my dick slid into that hot old pussy of yours!”
“You git!” she cried, slapping me on the ass hard enough to sting. “Hmm, okay.” She continued thoughtfully. “I think I’m ready to call it a night sonny. So pick a hole and fill this old broad up already!” she concluded with a smile.
“Can I call two holes? I want to finish with your lips wrapped around my cock… Grandmother,” I teased back, using her more formal title.
“Yes Grandson,” she replied, giving tit-for-tat. “Slap my cunt one last time with your dick and feed me your cum!”
“Uh-uh,” I said, rolling her onto her back with an evil grin and slipping a pillow beneath her round ass. “NOT your fine-ass cunt, your finer-ass, ass!”
“Oh fuck!” she groaned as I slipped my cock up and down her wet slit, using her slimy juices to lube up my swollen, purple head and pushing it steadily against her asshole.
“Oh my… oh… oh… mmm… haa… hah, yes…” she moaned, the perfect, round, mouth of her butthole swallowed my cock on one continuous, smooth motion.
“Ready Grandma? I’m not going to last long!” I warned.
“Yes, son. Grandma’s ready,” she breathed.
I slowly slid back until just before the head could slip out, and then plunged back in. Out slow, in with more and more force… 5, 6, 7, 8 times…
“Uh! This, is, it!” I panted.
“Fuck yes!” Grandma cooed. “Give it to me son! Cum in Momma’s mouth!”
9 and 10, I slipped out with a ‘POP’ and rocked back on my heels, pulling Grandma up by the hands. She curled up and lunged for my shiny, swollen cock!
Grandma wrapped her lips tightly around the head and quickly began pumping her face up and down on the shaft just as I screamed a primal cry to the ceiling and exploded in her mouth! Grandma didn’t fuck around, and swallowed each load, not letting a single drop escape.
“Mmm! Mmm, mmm, oh! (gasp) Oh, that’s good! Mmm, mmm, mmmmmm,” Grandma moaned, consuming my semen with gusto! When she could milk no more out of my spent dick, she lay back on the bed and patted the mattress beside her, indicating that I should join her.
We lay together in each other’s arms long into the night, eventually covering up with just the top sheet, before finally drifting off to sleep, content for this impossible moment in time, dreading the inevitable parting of ways the next day, but acknowledging its necessity.
*
The next morning was an exercise in the mundane. We agreed to bathe separately to prevent falling down the rabbit hole again. I helped her clean the bathrooms and kitchen, and we got a couple loads of laundry done before our predicted departure time at noon.
The drive to Pendleton seemed to pass in a dream, the hour and half trip punctuated by short bursts of bittersweet conversation.
“Do you think I could visit you at school?” she asked.
“Probably,” I guessed. “It’s over eight hours away, so you’d need to get a room, I don’t think they’d let you bunk in my dorm.”
“You’d like that, I bet,” she chuckled.
“Nah, I don’t know if I could explain why my grandmother was screaming like a banshee the next day!” I half-joked.
Later, “I wonder if I could convince your Grandpa to visit his sister on the coast by himself next year… might be tricky convincing him if you are visiting at the same time though,” she thought aloud. “Dammit!” she whined, wiping her eyes.
“It’ll work out Grandma, it’ll work out,” I tried to soothe her. “You and I, we have something real special now… real special… ‘til death do us part special!”
“Fuck!” Grandma cursed, holding up a hand in my direction, telling me to stop. “Goddammit… ‘nuff of that!”
I didn’t know what to say, there wasn’t anything I could do either, I just had to sit there as Grandma silently wept, trying to keep the old Mercury between the lines of the highway as we hurtled on at 65 miles per hour.
She had pulled herself together, no thanks to me, by the time we reached the outskirts of the city.
“We’re gonna do curbside, okay,” she stated plainly, and I nodded my understanding.
Parking adjacent to my ticket counter, we got out and shared a long, long, hug.
“I love you,” she sniffed in my ear, wiping her eyes again.
“I love you more than anything,” I replied. “We’ll see each other soon, I promise!”
I morosely watched the old, green Cougar sail away, rolling over the road like a ship at sea, and wondered when we’d see each other again. When I could no longer follow the car by sight, I turned and made my way to the ticket counter.
By all accounts, my summer trip to Union was a mind blowing success, but I had a hard time feeling not feeling sorry for myself as I made my way alone to my gate.
*
I was on the plane settling down in my aisle seat and eying the two empty seats to my left, especially the window seat. I could sit for hours and watch the world roll by beneath the plane. Hopefully they will remain empty and I could hop over when boarding was completed.
I was fishing around in my backpack looking for the paperback I had brought for the flights, when I found something unexpected, a letter sized envelope. I was pulling it out when it was suddenly knocked out of my hands by and older woman who was attempting to put her carry-on in the bin over my head!
“Shit! I’m sorry!” she said, squatting down on her high heels, knees together in her knee-length business skirt.
She started gathering the half dozen Polaroids at her feet that had scattered from the envelope. I confess I was distracted for a moment, I was looking past the faded, wavy, red hair hanging before her face and ogling a pair of freckle-dusted tits in a pushup bra through the wide collar of her button up blouse.
“A-hem!” she cleared her throat, holding the stack of pictures out to me. Her penciled in brows were knitted disapprovingly above grayish-green eyes. Her lips were pursed below her long, thin nose. “Ah-Hem!” she repeated, my eyes finally met hers and she motioned with them to the photos in her hand in a meaningful way.
Glancing down to take the photos, my skin flushed hot and my stomach sank… There, one after the other, were photos of my step-uncle eating Aunt Mary’s sloppy cream pie!
I slowly grasped the pictures and the middle-aged redhead snatched her hand away and stood, quickly moving to her seat a couple rows ahead of me and across the aisle. I stared at her as she went, wondering what she thought of the whole situation but quickly turned my attention to the Polaroids.
I checked and rechecked, careful to hide the pictures from my neighbors around me, but sure as shit, there was my Aunt’s fat, sloppy pussy, and there was my Uncle’s smiling face, smeared with my semen!
The sequence clearly illustrated him sticking his tongue out toward her drooling pussy, a huge glob of white at the entrance to her gaping hole, like an egg in a nest. Then, his face is practically engulfed by her monstrous cunt. In the next shot, his mouth is clearly full of semen, long, sticky strings of it linking his face to her pussy. And the next, he’s sticking his tongue out of his open mouth, obviously showing “all gone!” Next to last he’s lapping at it, cleaning up, and finally, in the last shot, both his and Aunt Mary’s face are together, looking out through the photo at me, and he’s giving me the exact. Same. Wink. As he did when shaking my hand goodbye at the park…
“Oh my god!” I think to myself, tucking the photos back in the envelope and shoving them in my backpack. “I cannot fucking WAIT to get back to Union!”
My elation was short lived however. I looked up and I could see the woman who had picked up the photos having an animated conversation with the stewardess. They looked back at me several times, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but it sounded intense. After a minute, the stewardess bustled off toward the front of the plane on a mission.
“Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit…” I chanted to myself. I didn’t know what I could be accused of, but this did not look good!
The plane started to move before the stewardess returned and I let out a sigh of relief. The plane was taxiing to the runway and I was just contemplating hopping over to the window seat when the stewardess came back to the redhead and said a few short sentences and pointed at me. She left and went to a jump-seat and started belting in.
The redheaded woman quickly stood and took a few steps back to my row and stands next to me.
“I’m sorry, please excuse me,” she says and awkwardly tried to step around my knees, her narrow skirt making it difficult.
Puzzled, I try to accommodate her as best I can and was awarded another, closer view of her gorgeous tits, inches from my face! She flops down in the seat next to mine, not over by the window, and attempted to straighten her skirt and blouse.
The Captain was just announcing to fasten seat belts when she turns to me, brushing her disheveled hair away from her face.
“The stewardess thinks I’m your mom,” she said with a smile and a wink. “Now, I wonder if you and I can possibly find something interesting to talk about…”
My heartbeat began to race at the thrill that just passed through my body!
“I don’t know,” I reply, a mock tone of concern in my voice. “I’m worried about the four-hour layover I have in Portland…”
~END~
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