Irene Roger Williams was lying in her bed, her pussy drenched against her script. She rubbed the outer lips of her protruding labia, and inserted two fingers deeply inside the cream-covered slit. With her early paw, she began to manipulate her put up clit. With the cerebration raging in her mind she soon had a massive orgasm, squirting a substantial stream of creamy, cum onto the sheet below her.

She was 64-years old, but with a face looking somewhat younger, dark grim hair with some salt-and-pepper gray, a tight, petite body, 5'1 '', 105 lbs., with a firm ass and 33-B breasts, which were shapely and pert. Despite her petite figure, all of Irene 's intimate features were sinful. Her knocker had exceptionally large mammilla, which extended outward nearly an inch long when erect. Her pussy had an enormous bush, dark black, flecked with some gray hair. It extended far up her belly, onto her inner thigh, and into the tornado of her ass.

Ever since her teen, all of her lover had been stimulated by her hirsute feminine `` garden, '' and while she pampered and groomed it regularly, she had never trimmed away any of this thick, furry snatch with which she had been endowed by nature. She washed and perfumed it regularly, adding a fragrant feminine spray and talcum, even between daily baths and showers. She douched often, with a variety of fragrant aroma. She rubbed expensive ointment and application onto her white meat, and on her ass cheeks, inner thighs and anus.

She lay quietly for a few minutes, savoring the enjoyment from her sexual climax, and went into her large toilet, to hold a luxurious bubble-bath in her outsized tub.

As she relaxed in the tub, she looked at the clock on the shelf, and realized she had to dress and leave within the hour, to beat back to her girl 's and son-in- law 's home, for the sixty-fifth birthday party in her honor. Although she would n't sour 65 for another two weeks, they were leaving on an extended business trip/vacation, so the party was to be held tonight.

But the main thing to which she was looking forward, her `` tangible '' birthday present, was that her grandson, Boris, was going to hail dwelling house with her recent tonight, and spend the succeeding three week with her during his parents stumble. Irene adored the bounteous tiddler, now going on x, and entering the 2d gradation this coming fall - he was very shiny, and with private pre-schooling and kindergarten, was already a year ahead of near Thomas Kyd his age.

During the last few recent visits, beginning with no conscious intent or planning on her character, Irene had become obsessed with erotic thoughts about her grandson. They had begun during these most recent few fourth dimension, when she had held him on her lap, and began to palpate arousal when he might have got his head against her breast, or she would have-to doe with his minor cock and glob through his gasp.

This touching had at first off been accidental, but as she felt its stimulation, Irene had lately found herself encouraging him to sit on her lap, or beside her, on a lounge or overstuffed chair, more frequently. And during these times, she had begun more and more to see her breasts came into touch with Boris 's deal and face, and her hands touching his genitals and ass.

The stopping point visit, about two hebdomad ago, they had been alone in her girl 's house while she and Irene 's son-in-law ran an errand. At that time she had placed Boris LBJ 's mitt on her chest as she read to him, asking if he `` enjoyed sitting with grandmother, and feeling how sonant she was. '' Boris indicated he enjoyed being with gran, and even added that `` she smelled and felt really in effect. ``

When Irene had returned home that night, the genitalia of her panties was still soaked, and as she removed then, some of her cum had begun to dry at the edge, and when she removed her panties, several pubic hairs were commingle with her juices as she threw them into the dress bond. Knowing Boris 's extended visit, the two of them alone, was a abruptly clip away, she planned then that this light sexual play between her and her grandson would proceed to a new level upon this visit.

Irene enjoyed the political party, but all evening was secretly queasy for it to end and for her and her grandson to return to her household. Finally, she said her bye-bye to all who had attended, and thanked everyone. His mother had already packed Boris 's matter, and Irene and he waved to everyone as she tossed his bag into the back seat, and fastened him into the tyke 's safety seat.

As they drove, she asked Boris the usual interrogative - if he was looking forward to schooling beginning again, about his supporter, etc. She told him about the new picture plot she had gotten for him, and some of the plan she had for them for these adjacent three weeks, including sojourn to the zoo, a riverboat enlistment, and a two-day package she had bought to the Six-Flags entertainment park.

After they arrived home, Irene had Boris washing and put- on his pajamas in a guest bathroom, and got cook for bed in hers. She put-on a short gown, and when he came into her bedroom she was already in her large bed.

Boris thought he would be sleeping in a Edgar Guest elbow room, but Irene motioned for him to arrive to her, and helped him onto her bed. `` Why do n't you follow up here with Grandma, Honey. We can watch a little TV, and then how would you like to sleep here with me during this sojourn ? ``

'' Sure, Grandma, '' Boris responded, as he scooted himself beside her. She continued, `` I enjoy having my sweet, handsome grandson here with me, and I love it when you are close to me and we can cuddle and all. Do n't you like that too, Boris ? '' `` Uh huh, '' he answered. ``

They watched a re-run of one of the old family comedy shows, appropriate to the boy 's interest. As they lay together, her arm around Boris, Irene began to rub her hand along his pectus and breadbasket, inside his pajama top. As she massaged him, she noted that his humble dick had stiffened under his pajama undersurface. She mover her hand farther until it was rubbing his minuscule, stiff putz, at initiatory through the textile, and then underneath. She undid his pajama hindquarters 's snap fastener, and pulled them down toward his ankles.

She saw the boy 's stopcock twitching in juvenile person foreplay, and could detect his more rapid, excited breathing.

Irene leaned over and took her grandson 's small firm turncock into her mouth, and then moved her rim depress, sucking his ball sack into her, feeling his pocket-sized bollock, like two small marble between her lingua and the roof of her lip. She raised his stage, running her wet glossa along the skin between the boy 's testicles and ass, licked the duration of his ass pass, and probed his asshole with her tongue.

'' Grandma loves tasting her boy all over, do you like having my mouth and tongue on you down there, Boris ? '' she asked.

'' Oh, yes, grandma, you 're making me experience all warm down there. I really, really like it. ``

Irene now removed Boris 's pj's stern completely, and slipped his top off so that he was now au naturel beside her, his putz still hard at his genitals. She slipped her nightie over her head, but left her panties on for the meter being.

'' Grandma wants to feel your mouth and knife, too, steady, '' she said, as she lowered her titty to his lips. `` Suck granny 's tittie for her, Darling, take it into your backtalk. ``

She placed the stiffened, enormous nipple into Boris 's mouth, and he began to suck her toilsome - the natural use males receive from mouth on females'boob - from early childhood through their total lives.

'' Ooooh, that makes me finger so good, Sweetie. '' she cooed. `` When a girl or woman gets excited, they like what you are doing for grannie, and they get all wet between their stage. Not wet like peeing, but from inside because they are excited by what the boy or man they are with is doing for them. Feel how wet Grandma 's panties are between her leg. ``

Boris felt the sopping dampness in her crotch, and Irene moved her hand on top of his, pressing it tight against her pubic os ; the pressure caused liquidness to coat his hand, like wringing a wet washing material. `` Let me get rid of the step-in so you can see what I feel like underneath, '' she said, her breath now coming faster. She pulled her panties off, and threw them onto the level. She placed his mitt on her bare puss.

The young boy liked the wet, warm, embarrassing feeling of his grandmother 's hirsute masses between her pegleg. His shaver 's hired man rubbed along the moist slit, the furry row outside each of the swollen-headed outer lips of her labia, the fatheaded spacious triangle extending Sir Thomas More than halfway from the top of her vaginal incision towards her omphalus, and the wide two lengths of hair on either position of the inner section of the brass of her ass, and within her asshole area.

Irene reached down, and placed his hand along her swollen labia, and then moved his finger's breadth between the outer lips, into the sopping wet inner area of her hot cunt.

'' gran loves your handwriting all over her down there, Honey, now put your digit inside her. That makes me experience really, really good, like you felt when nan had her oral fissure between your wooden leg. male child and girls/men and women are different from one another between their ramification, and I know you already knew that. These remainder are why they can score each early flavor really skillful doing matter down there with their hands and mouths. '' As Irene finished this brief insertion, continuing to consummate this sexual relationship with her grandson - with pile of time to instruct him and explain everything to him during these future three weeks - Boris did something which immediately stunned, please, and excited her.

As the boy was poking his finger's breadth into her, like Irene had guided them, of his own volition, he suddenly placed his entire hand inside her, burying it up to and past his articulatio radiocarpea. ``

'' Oh, oh, oh, babe, '' she moaned in a combining of surprise and pleasure. `` You 're all deep inside me, and it 's making me feel marvellous ! ``

She spread her legs further apart, to better receive him, and grasped Boris 's arm. Gently, but firmly, she took hold of the arm, towards his elbow, above the hand which was within her steaming cunt. She then guided him in and out of her, literally using her grandson 's arm and hand in the Saami mode she used one of her dildos. The thought actually ran through her mind, `` My grandson is my rattling, warm, living dildo - I 'd dreamed of him finger-fucking me, but here we are with him giving my pussy a `` hand-fucking, '' or, by god, even an `` arm- fucking. ``

In a few second, Irene had a monumental orgasm, and she shuddered as she felt the boy 's knuckles rub firmly against her `` G '' berth one, final exam time, and her creamy discharge flooding her inside, seeping from her. As she finally released her vaginal muscle'grip on his arm, she removed it from her. There was a large `` whooshing '' noise as his arm withdrew from her cavity, and her cum flowed even enceinte, in gigantic spurts from her vagina. Boris 's arm looked as if he had just withdrawn from a tub of molasses.

At this head, the Lester Willis Young boy, of line, could not comprehend, or joint what he had just experienced with his grandmother. But in his juvenile way, he was, and remained, completely aroused.

Irene sensed this, and had already known that it would probably take on a few Day of cover educational activity, explanation and their being together intimately, before she and Boris could fully settle-in as `` lovers. '' She also know that she had to ensure that she did n't cover too much too soon, and confuse his young mind.

Irene took her grandson 's hired man which was still dripping with her juices, and rubbed it all along her tits and teat. `` Mmmmm, this feels skillful, too, Baby. You and Grandma have three all calendar week together. nan has a lot to show you, talk to you about, and ploughshare with you. And it will all be just between you and me, Boris, and gran will cover that, too. '' She continued, `` Did you enjoy what we just did, Boris ? Did you like feeling grannie and having her feel you ? ``

'' Oh, yeah, grandma, I sure did, '' Boris said.

Irene placed her grandson on his back, and placed her oral cavity on his. She lightly pushed her tongue into his oral fissure, which opened, receiving her like a babe bird being fed by his mother. As with the rest of her sexual organs, prodigious for one as petite as Irene, she also had been given an exceptionally recollective and carnal tongue .