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GRANDMA Ch 8tl
GRANDMA'S
By James Bellamy
CHAPTER 8 - I Spy
The regular weekly meeting of Isabel's Bridge Club
convened with Jan and Millie insistent upon knowing
about the vacation which Isabel and Ellen had returned
from.
"OK, you two, what's going on. We found out you took
young Jeffie with you. What's going on behind our
backs?" Jan insisted with her usual friendly grin.
"Yes, come on, out with it, you are up to something
and not sharing with us!"
goaded Millie, pulling at the strap of her bra and
settling its heavy load into the sling of its lacy
cups. "You're not being kosher on this! Share and
share alike, that 's our rule, you know!"
Isabel laughed and Ellen joined in. They nearly fell
on the floor laughing about their shared secret.
Gaining control, Isabel, said "Whatever can you be
talking about??? We just went off to San Francisco
and took Jeff along as a bodyguard. He has never been
there before!"
Ellen bit her grinning lip and looked down at her
cards. The thought of dancing at the Artist's Ball
with her tight dress exposing the valley between her
tits as well as the matching one between the buns of
her tush made her giggle. Recalling the hands of
dancing partners slipping into the open oval of the
dress to fondle her buttocks and press her prominent
mound against their hardened manhood brought a flush
to her cheeks which was a giveaway.
For a while they maintained the façade, telling true
stories of the lovely dinners and limited sightseeing
they had done. But eventually, they found it
impossible, and had to gush out the remainder of their
erotic adventure. The of visiting Frederick's
of Hollywood and finding the outrageous outfits,
brassiere's and girdles that lifted EVERYTHING up!
Giggling until their faces were red, they told of the
men who had groped them on the dance floor, the wild
costumes of people they had met and those they had
just seen from afar.
Jan said, "God, I wish I had your nerve, I could never
do that public a thing."
"Oh, come on, Jan, you mean you haven't ever wanted to
be a little bit of an exhibitionist? Not ever? Why
do you think they make such sexy undies? And why do
you think we wear them? Not to keep warm, that's for
sure," Ellen was warming to the subject. "The fact
is we wear them just in case we get a chance to show
them to some or, in this case men!! Right
Isabel?" She went into gales of laughter again.
"Guilty!" Isabel replied ruefully. "Come on Jan,
let's see what you are wearing under all that
conservative."
"Oh, come on, now, girls, I'm not playing show and
tell!."
"Come on," Jan "put up or shut up, as they say,"
Millie chimed in. "I'll show you if you'll show me,"
she piped in a teasing little voice. Jan just
grinned and looked at her hand for the next card to
play.
Ellen, being dummy, walked around behind Jan , loosed
the buttons on her blouse, exposing Jan's lacy bra
with semi-transparent cups. "Yikes," Jan protested,
laughingly.
"Now I ask you girls, is this the bra of a nun?"
Ellen crowed and cupped the two lovely and
lifted them for all to see as Jan's peeped
above the bra, bulging into two lovely mountains, blue
veins enhancing the whiteness. "I rest my case!
Panties to match, Jan?"
"Come on, Jan what's your most exhibitionist fantasy?"
Isabel urged. "Let's hear it! You can't hassle us
about the fact that we played ours out in San
Francisco and not tell us you have one too."
Jan's face was crimson, but she was laughing along
with them. "OK, OK, I give up. If you must know, I
do have a secret desire. I fantasize about having a
peeping tom looking into my bedroom while I'm
dressing."
"Aha, now it comes out." Ellen laughed. "What can we
do to satisfy this wild outrageous urge that Jan has,
Isabel?"
"Now stop," Jan protested, her face totally with
embarrassment.
Isabel thought about it as she laid down the last
three cards " I think these are all good, girls"
Finally, she said, "What would you think of asking
Jeff to do a little Tom duty? I have the
feeling that he might enjoy it, too!"
"Isabel, I'm only kidding, I couldn't really do it!
....... Besides, ...... We can't keep making Jeff do
things like that ..............." Jan's voice
trailed off as she picked up the next hand.
Ellen laughed. "My god, girls, don't you think he has
grown up around us without doing his best to sneak a
peak every chance he gets? I know I enjoy the fact
that he always wanted a look up my skirt. I confess
....... quite a few times I've flashed him and given
him a long look. I think we all have,
............haven't we.? Or am I the only tramp
here?"
"Oh, Ellen, really, we're not all as hot stuff as you
are, dear." Millie laughed, "but ............
.......... OK, I admit it too."
Jan rolled her eyes upward, then smiled self-
consciously. "Well, Jeff is such a dear boy.
......... How can you help it?" she laughed.
So that is how Jeff found himself approaching the back
of Jan's house at an appointed time of 8:00 PM, with a
high level of anticipation and a slight erection,
having thought about this since Isabel mentioned it
the previous night. The lights were on in the main
bedroom on the main floor. He tripped over a lawn
chair, making a bit of a loud arrival as he fell
headlong onto the grass "Shit!" he muttered.
Brushing himself off, he found his way to the
brightly-lighted window of Jan's bedroom. Jan was
just pulling her blouse from the restraint of her
tightly belted slacks. Jeff watched as she turned
toward the window and slowly unbuttoned her blouse,
exposing the lacy white bra full of her ample breasts.
The curtains of diaphramous see-through material gave
the scene a dramatic accent. He stood completely
still as she finished the buttons, leaving the blouse
gaping like the curtains on a stage as she unbuttoned
the slacks and lowered the zipper. She turned her hip
toward him as she lowered the zip and let the slacks
slip over the nylon of her pantyhose under which a
pair of matching white lace seemed plastered
to her skin. She turned as she stepped out of the
slacks and provided a view of her bum, the center seam
of the pantyhose disappearing between the deep vee of
her buns. Slipping her fingers under the nylon, she
paused and looked out the window as if to see him
standing there, but Jeff was sure she couldn't see him
as he stood outside the circle of light. She turned
again and he watched as she pushed the nylons down
over her hips pausing again with the crotch not yet
parting from the "H" shape between her thighs.
Slowly, she lowered them down her thighs, bending to
strip the nylon down her calves, displaying the
shapely roundness off her buns under the full
now stretched tightly across her ass. Jeff felt his
cock growing in his pants.
He was glad that she did not pull the off with
the pantyhose in that grotesque way some women do in
order to speed the process. He enjoyed the look of
her covering the dark patch at her mound, as
she craned behind her to release the catch of her bra.
Looking through the window toward him, she let the
shoulder straps slip down her arms, the cups
reluctantly releasing their heavy cargo, letting the
large sag slightly to their natural shape.
Jeff held his breath in awe as he gazed at her full
breasts for the first time. He could see that the
rather long nipples were crisply hard with excitement.
She rubbed them in her hands rather like rubbing the
sleep out of your eyes in the morning. He could see
that it was a sensual pleasure to stoke the big orbs,
which had been enclosed in tight bra. Jan closed her
eyes and lifted them toward him, then let them return
to their natural curve as she shrugged her shoulders
rather proudly. She touched one nipple with just the
long nail of one hand as if flicking a feather
off.
She turned and strode through the door on her right
and Jeff looked longingly at her bottom shaped in the
snug panties. The light came on in the adjoining
bathroom and Jeff moved for a view of that room. The
venetian blinds were opened so that he had an
unimpeded view of a large bathtub with a showerhead
and no curtain. Jan paused before him and slipped her
fingers under her panties, slipping them easily down
to expose the black hair tinged with gray at the apex
of her thighs. Now he saw the full nude figure of one
of the women who had populated his erotic dreams all
through his teen years. He had longed to at her
like this but never worked up the nerve to do it. Now
here she was in all her glory. The years had not been
too hard on her, he reflected, a little extra weight
here and there, tummy and thighs a little thicker than
they once were, but all in all, a soft, luxurious,
sensual roundness that pleasured him. He found his
hand adjusting his cock to a more comfortable position
as Jan swung one leg up over the side of the tub and
paused with legs spread wide. The between her
legs was clearly visible, framed by the thatch of
steel gray hair of her pussy. Her hand trailed over
her mound, sort of combing her hair.
She slipped into the waiting bubble filled tub,
sponging between her breasts, then squeezing water
over them. Jeff watched as the bubbles trailed down
the upper slope and down through the valley between
them, cascading down into the tub below. Jan
carefully lifted first one and then the other while
she sponged each off with copious amounts of soapy
bubbles. Jeff could nearly taste the soap in his
mind. He slipped his hand down under his belt and
into his shorts to hold onto his engorged cock. He
encircled it and stoked himself a few times as the
older woman soaped all over, standing to rub the large
sponge between her legs and languorously caressing the
softness of her pussy. She turned on the large
overhead shower and was cascaded with a flood of water
washing away the bubbles and leaving her flesh looking
fresh and shiny. She stepped out of the tub and again
gazing wistfully off through the window. lifting both
breasts in the towel, she dried off the underside and
the crease formed by the weight of them sagging
against her body. She lifted them toward him and then
pressed the towel between her legs and down her thighs
and calves . Her big continued to fascinate
him as they swung below her as she bent to dry her
legs. The two hanging framed the triangle of
her and swayed slightly as she finished drying
off.
She strode back into the bedroom and sat on a small
stool in front of a dressing table. Jeff's cock was
rock hard and a little cramped in his pants now and he
unzipped and released it into the cool night air. She
took a garment from the table, obviously laid out
earlier. It appeared to be some sort of girdle and
she held it up to determine the back and front and
then stood to step into the garment. Jeff realized
that it was a straight tubular girdle with no crotch
at all and garter tabs for her stockings. Jan
squeezed and tugged the garment into place, giving her
hips and tummy a shapely, but smoothed out shape. She
sat again and reached for a package and, breaking it
open, she pulled out a pair of very sheer
and held them up for inspection. He noticed that they
were the expensive looking type that were actually
shaped like a leg and not just a tube hanging down.
They looked beautiful turning slowly as they hung from
her hand. Slowly she slipped the first one over her
toe, pulling it up on the bench with her, exposing her
pussy now viewed down the tunnel of the girdle and
began the nylon up her leg. At last she held
her leg straight out, examining the effect as she
attached it to her garters. As she stood, he could
see that it had a seam down the back and the pouched
area at the top in the darker bands which seemed to be
a requirement of the manufacturing process for these
old style stockings. Jeff found it to be a real turn-
on as he watched her guide the second up her
thigh and, locking it in place, turn to the mirror to
see if her seams were straight.
She dabbed a little perfume between her now
and reached for a bra, also laid out beforehand. Jeff
watched with increasing heat as she fastened it with
the clasp in front around her waist and then pulled it
around where the cups could find her breasts. She
pulled the straps into place and her found
their way into the sheer white cups. He longed to
suck the nipples now standing out as large brown
circles under the sheerness of the garment. She
slipped into a dress, which had a tailored look with
buttons all down the front.
"KEEP YOUR HANDS IN VIEW, SIR, POLICE OFFICER!"
Jeff froze, moving his hand away from his cock. He
felt his cock wilt and a feeling of sheer terror sink
into the pit of his stomach. Sweat beaded on his
forehead and he felt the sharp urge to urinate. He
was completely in shock.
"What are you doing here, sir, do you live here?" A
second flashlight caught him from the other side as
another police officer appeared.
"Uh, no .......... ...... not exact ....... " his
voice trailed off.
"Then what in the hell do you think you are doing?"
Jeff couldn't think of an answer, so just stood there
swallowing hard, his breath coming in short jagged
bursts. "Uh ......... I was just ........" nothing
more would come out.
"HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK." He felt the cuffs snapped
on first one wrist and then a rough tug of his arm
brought the other within range to be cuffed. "Come
along, let's go see what the lady wants to do about
this."
The first officer rang the doorbell, and Jan soon
appeared. The smile froze on her lips. She expected
Jeff, but not the large blue uniforms behind him.
"Why, what's wrong officer? Her brow wrinkled as she
tried to think.
"Maam, we found this in back of your house.
I'm afraid he was peering through the windows of your
home. A neighbor called and asked us to investigate.
We will need you to press charges."
"Press charges?!!! What ever do you mean?" Jan was
getting back in control, now. "For heavens sake, this
is Jeff who is giving me an estimate on some work he
is going to do for me, cleaning the windows and such!
HELLO, JEFF.""
Jeff was still tense and needed to urinate, but he
started to feel a little better with her story.
Getting a little must help you think in a pinch,
he thought. Hello, Mrs. Carter, ....... Uh, .......
Sorry about this." He muttered awkwardly.
"Think nothing of it, my dear. Officer, thank you for
your concern. But I think you've been bothered for no
reason. Thank you very much, but Jeff can come right
in and we'll be all right. No problem." Jan's big
smile was disarming and she was now in total control.
The cops weren't sure they were buying it, but
eventually they shrugged and left.
As the door closed, Jan grabbed him in a hug. "Oh,
my god, Jeff, are you alright? Oh, my gaaawwwdd, feel
my heart, it's pounding out of my chest!" She placed
his hand on the top part of her and he could in
fact feel the excited pounding. "I didn't know what
to say! I hope that was OK." She pulled him close
again and he felt her against him, soft and warm
and comfortable.
"God, I couldn't' think of any excuses!" he was still
scared. "Can I use your bathroom, Mrs. Carter?" he
pleaded. The relief he felt was immense as he stood
with his cock in hand streaming a huge volume of water
into the bowl. Fright must make you produce
urine in a big hurry, he thought.
"Me next, " she laughed as she passed him outside the
bathroom door, "be right out sweetheart, make yourself
comfortable. Her hand squeezed his arm as she passed.
Jeff's cock was still semi-hard and feeling quite
large, in that way it does when you have had a hard-on
and then stop to chat for a few minutes. He
couldn't believe what had just happened. He could
have been in jail right now. A cold chill ran down
his spine and he sat down heavily on a hassock in
front of the high-backed chair.
Jan looked pretty good in the bright dress, her
nyloned legs looking rich below the skirt, which
stopped at her knees. "Omigod," she was laughing now,
"was that exciting or what?" She sat on the chair her
knees together. "Are you alright?" she asked again,
her hand on his arm.
"Yeah, sure, I'm OK now," he managed an unconvincing
little smile.
Her closeness and her caress were helping though. He
looked down at how the nylons clung to her round
knees. The color was a dark or medium tan that he
thought really made her legs inviting. He WAS
starting to feel better. Her knees parted slightly
and she took his hand, holding it on top of her knee,
then rubbed it slowly against the sleekness of her
nylons.
"Do we need a drink, or what?" she posed it more as a
command.
Jeff fixed drinks and thought back over his few
minutes in front of her window; the vision of her
attaching her garter to the girdle and the open crotch
of the garment tormented him. She had put one leg up
on the hassock now and he could see a few inches of
her inner thigh as he returned and handed her the
drink. Another button was loose at the top of her
dress, providing more of a view of the deep
between her breasts. He could see between the mounds
down to the band of her white bra lifting and
separating them. He was sure she would be able to see
his hardness prodding and tenting his pants. Nothing
he could do, as his hands were full of the drinks. He
adjusted self consciously as she began sipping her
drink and looking up at him with those smiling brown
eyes he found so fascinating. Her eyes dropped to his
crotch as he tried to hide it.
"I'm finding this more exciting than I could ever have
imagined, " she began, "but I'd just as soon not
involve the police." she smiled. "How about you?"
Jeff laughed, "Exciting? My god, I guess! I can't
believe it."
Jan sat up straighter and her thrust toward
him. She took his hand and pulled him down to the
hassock and held his hand against her thigh. "I mean
in other ways exciting, " she grinned.
"Oh, yeah,!" Jeff meant it, too. The hair on the back
of his hand stood up and a tingle went down his spine
as his hand found the inside of her thigh. Slowly, he
began fondling the nylon with his fingertips and
edging slightly up under her skirt. He could feel the
warmth increase and it felt like the nylon clung to
her as if she perspired slightly. She suddenly leaned
forward and kissed him on the lips. Jeff tasted her
lipstick, felt the smooth creaminess of her lips
against his. Her tongue peeked between her lips and
touched his front teeth and he opened his mouth to
feel the excruciating excitement of the beginning of
her French kiss. His tongue joined hers eagerly as
she lifted his free hand to touch her breast. "One
thing nice about these girls, is they know what
they want and they lead the way to real wonders" he
mused. He lifted the heavy and then found her
nipple through the silk dress and the bra, which was
firmly supportive, but still soft to his touch. He
ran his hand along the strong hemmed part which
surrounded the soft see-through (he recalled) fabric
of the cup. It gave her a great roundness and
a soft, yet firm sensation he found unbelievably
erotic and beautiful. Her nipple was solid and thrust
against his palm as he tried to encompass the whole
globe.
"Mmmnnnnnh, nice," she murmured against his lips as
she leaned into him and her hand circled around the
back of his neck sending an erotic shiver through his
body.
Jan was calming down from the fright of the policeman
at the same time as her excitement rose and exceeded
what she felt earlier when she felt sure that Jeff was
watching her dress. She had thought it was really a
pleasure having him watch her. It made her feel
wonderfully free and appreciated as she strode around
the room naked, letting him look at her body from all
angles. The thought of the ogling her and
getting excited about her body, had made the juices
begin to flow between her legs and brought a flush to
her cheeks.
She had enjoyed opening the new nylons, holding them
up for inspection and then slipping them up her legs,
straightening and modeling her legs for him. The high
heels, she knew, made them look even sexier. She
regretted extra weight the years had put on her, but
not so much that she was too embarrassed to display
herself in this wanton way. She had been sure that he
was there, watching as she had made a production of
slipping into the new bra. Lifting her and
touching the nipples, she faced the window and then,
with a little more fanfare than if she were alone,
hand them into the waiting cups and stroked them at
the same time. Finally, she looked at herself in the
mirror as she made sure that Jeff would have a good
long view, -- assuming he was out there. Isabel had
promised to arrange it for one of three consecutive
nights to heighten the excitement. Jan thought "it's
a good thing she sent him on the first night, I would
have gone crazy waiting for one of the other nights."
Now, here he was, hers for the night. She liked the
lean hardness of his body and the sense of
newness this held for him. He was still unsure of
what to do and how fast to move, so that made it all
right for her to show him the way. She felt his hand
inch higher on the inside of her thigh and squeezed
his hand between the silkiness of her nylons, as his
tongue touched hers tentatively. Jan trailed her hand
down the side of his neck, over the hardness of his
nipple, pausing a moment to tease it, and then let her
hand find the hardness that she had seen tenting his
pants. His eyes had found first her thighs and then
her when she had opened another button to
invite his admiring gaze. She felt really good. Like
a queen, she thought, in control, commanding the
pleasures she wanted, a charming prince eagerly
seeking her favors.
She felt his tongue become more aggressive as her hand
touched his cock. She found his zipper and slipped it
down as he straightened up to allow her to do it. Her
hand slipped into the warm shelter of his pants,
feeling the heat of his cock though his shorts.
Eagerly, she reached inside the shorts and struggled
for a moment at the sort of doubling over necessary to
loose his long cock from the support of his jockey
shorts. It leapt into her hand and out into the air,
a dollop of pre-cum finding its way to her palm. She
brought it to her lips and licked it off, then
returned with her tongue out for him to share the
taste.
"Unbutton me a little more, Jeff." She said softly
against his lips, causing their teeth to brush
together momentarily. Then she watched as his
slightly nervous fingers found the next button on her
dress and slipped it open. Jan leaned forward,
thrusting her out, parting the dress more as
she watched him stare, unblinking and fascinated as
her came into view. She smiled at his
pleasure and basked in the glow of being admired. She
could tell that her were now swollen with
excitement from the way her bra felt tighter than it
had earlier. She could tell that their soft roundness
was looking inviting and frankly quite beautiful.
"Wow, ..... " Jeff exhaled. Then unbuttoned another
giving him room to slip both hands into her open dress
and let them be filled with the rich softness under
the nylon cups. "Wow, ...... pretty, .........so
pretty, Mrs. Carter ............" his lips found the
bared top of her right and the perfume dabbed
between her met him in an overwhelmingly
delicious, flower and jasmine space all their own.
"Wow, .... " it caught in his throat, he was so bowled
over by the sight of her. His tongue traced the blue
veins that traced down the tautly stretched skin.
Jan leaned back in pleasure, letting him, worship her
with his tongue. She scooped one out over the
cup of her bra and leaned back again, pulling him into
the cleft between her big round and waited for
him to make love to them. His tongue went immediately
to her bared nipple, twirled around it as it became
even more turgid. Jan moaned with pleasure. She
guided him to the that was still covered and he
soon learned that she wanted him to suckle it through
the nylon. She felt the air touch the wetness of her
bare and then the alternating heat and coolness
caused by his on the wetness made in the nylon
cup. Then, as he gasped for breath, a cooling little
breeze was pulled through the nylon, chilling the
other eager nipple.
She pulled his hand higher on her thigh, to the top of
her nylons. She let him play there a while, tasting
with his fingers the delicious contrast between nylon
and her flesh. As his mouth teased her nipples, first
one and then the other, she again pulled his hand
higher, opening herself to let him fondle her bare
thigh. She delighted in the roughness of his hand.
She thought back to the days of her youth and the
first time she had gone without under an open,
tube style girdle like this one. She had
intentionally put the back in the drawer in
anticipation that another youth like Jeff would find
her naked as they necked in the car after their
date. In those days it was sort of unheard of to go
without panties, so she knew how it was going to
excite both of them.
She recalled how Jack's breath became sharp as his
hand discovered her exposed pussy. How he had fondled
her, slipping a finger into her then tight little
pussy, bent over her and kissed her between her legs,
ultimately replacing his finger with his tongue as all
her juices met him with an incredible hot rush. His
cheeks and chin and nose were wet with her creamy
juices when he came up for a kiss.
Now here was another man, eagerly fondling her
thighs 30 years later. She pulled Jeff's hand the
rest of the way, and felt his breath come jagged as
Jack's had done in that car thirty years ago. Again
she was wet with excitement, again her heart was
pounding with excitement. Again his hand was eagerly
probing the lips of her pussy, enlarged now from her
virginal lips of that time, but still as sensitive,
and more knowing.
She felt his fingers stroke her, exploring the wet
lips at the entry to her tunnel. She could let him
find his own way now, spreading her legs even more to
let him in, finding his way into her with first
one then two fingers. Jeff fondled her clit with his
thumb and probed her roomy with his fingers.
Jan squirmed against his hand, now cupping her
femininity, as his lips again found her mouth and
pressed inside.
"Ummmm, that feels good Jeff, so goooood! Do you
like it, sweetheart? I bought these things just for
you, you know."
"uh, .....yeah, great, ......... you are so sensual,
........" he found it hard to speak let alone make a
whole sentence. "I can't tell you. Your are
lovely. I love the feel of your nylons and .......
This...... umm ... " squeezing her pussy, "is really
so nice." His mouth covered hers again and their
tongues eagerly fought for position, for possession of
the other's mouth.
"You know , thirty years ago, I had a lover and
was dressed exactly like this. You remind me of him.
You remind me of that moment. It was so unbelievably
exciting. But it was in a car, with the windows
steamed up from our breath. I can't imagine how much
this reminds me of that moment. ..... except, of
course for there being no steering wheel against my
back," she smiled at him.
"Maybe we should go out in the car?" he offered.
"OH! I don't know, do you think the police would show
up again?" She squeezed him tight with the thought of
it. "I don't know."
"How about in your garage?"
"Want to? Really?" she asked. Then, "Why not!"
Reluctantly his hand retreated down her thigh,
touching the garter protruding through its captive
stocking. He slipped her into its cup and
helped her out of the chair. They stood pressed
against each other, her in girdle, bra, and
high heels, he still dressed but with his cock
standing straight out from his trousers. She tenderly
fondled it as she slipped him back into his pants and
then bent to pick up her dress and slip it back on.
"Have to have my dress on to be authentic!" she
giggled.
Jeff followed her, watching her hips sway under the
silk, and the seams of her against the
wideness of her calves accentuating her ample curves.
He could imagine when she was a twenty
pounds ago. She was still a dish, just a different
standard. He put his hands on her hips enjoying the
swaying softness, which she slightly exaggerated now
against his palms.
Jan turned for a kiss, then slipped under the wheel
and across the seat to the other side and Jeff got
behind the wheel. When he closed the door they were
in darkness and Jan turned and lay across his lap as
his arms surrounded her. Again he unbuttoned her
dress and slipped his hand down inside the cup, lifted
her breast.
His other hand slipped easily along the nylon of her
thigh, pushing her dress ahead of him. Jan had his
cock in her hand now and unbuttoned her dress further.
In the dim light, Jeff could see the white of the top
of the girdle. He ripped open the rest of the buttons
and could just make out the white thighs and then the
dark band of the top of her stockings. She on
his tongue with a sharp intake of breath as again his
hand found her wetness, feeling all along first one
lip and then the other, then stroking her clitoris in
the juicy wetness. They could not last much longer.
Their kiss was long and wet.
They fondled each other's sex. Her were
against his chest. "Take my bra off, sweetheart?"
She moved to help give him room. The clasp in back
gave way to his prying after awhile. "There" she
said. Now he gave full attention to her two breasts.
His fingers surrounded them at the base and he found
that their slight but noticeable sag made a crease
underneath that sort of gripped his fondling fingers
as he lifted the weight of them and pulled them away
from her body. His hands slipped slowly toward her
nipples.
"Oh, my sweet, ........ that feels so ....gooood!
More, More, pull on them, baby, pull my tits. Squeeze
them. ...... Ah! Ahhhhh! You are so good with mommy's
tits, Jeffie, soooooo wonderful, that's it pull on
them, pinch them, more, more, .........that's it
.......that's IT! Yes, YES!!!!" He let them go now
to play with her wetness again and he felt the soft
silkiness of her sag against his cock. Jan
pulled his cock against her nipple, moving it back and
forth.
Jan was completely soaking, now and his fingers
slipped easily into the tunnel between her legs. She
pressed her onto his fingers, hard against his
hand. Jan reached between her legs and played with
his fingers as she inserted one of hers along side his
and they rubbed together in the wetness of her creamy
juices.
She brought her wet finger between their lips, now
pressed in a dueling kiss. "Like my taste? She asked.
"Yes. Good. More." Jeff replied. She again dipped
into the copious flood and fed him, letting him suckle
on her finger until the flavor was all gone.
"Oh, Jeff, I want you now. ........... Please."
"Fuck me", she whispered into his ear. "Please, will
you fuck me, my big, big darling?"
Jeff felt her breath as she emphasized the "F" into
his ear. He squirmed with pleasure. And moved so she
could straddle his thighs. Her swayed as she
positioned the entry to her over his erect
hardness. Jeff slid forward on the seat as she moved
his cock under her, touching her clit with the
exposed, sensitive end. Jeff felt the luxurious open
blossom of her lips welcoming his cock. He
thought he could feel how the outer lips were sort of
jagged along the edge like two doors, then felt the
inner lips kiss his cock head. And then, as she sank
down and fed the first inch into her hot cunt, he felt
the tightness of the muscle controlling entry clench
around him with a practiced movement.
Jan's were there before his eyes, swaying back
and forth. He kissed one and then the other, then
pinched each nipple. Jeff watched their fluid
movement as her slipped down over his cock and
he felt her wet hair begin to mate with the hair
at the base of his cock now so fully buried in her
cunt. Her felt scalding hot on the sensitive
tip of his cock. He heard her sharp intake of breath
in his ear as they locked together and she began
moving on him.
"OH!! ........oh .......oh .....o " she repeated,
hugging his face into the softness of her
pendulously brushing against him. She began moving
with a sort of scooping movement of her hips toward
him, sliding down the curve of his cock, then pulling
back. "Pinch my breasts," she breathed. "Pinch
them.!!" While she bounced up ad down on his shaft,
now lengthened and broadened by the excited inflow of
blood filling it, he could only brace his feet against
the firewall and strain against her thrusts.
"Oh, you feel so ....so.... good ....you're splitting
me in two. Oh, god you are sooooo big, Jeff. "Fuck
me, Fuck me, baby, Fuck me. Now. Now. Ohhh that's
ittttt!, She shouted in his ear as she flattened her
breasts against him and strained to get more of his
cock into her. "Oh, darling, darling boy."
His hands were on her ass cheeks now, feeling the
largeness of her hips, the smooth skin, no longer taut
and young, but smooth and silky to his touch. She was
ready now, he sensed. And he slammed himself upward,
reaching deep inside her with his happy cock. He felt
his balls clench as they reacted to his excitement and
thrust and pumped the creamy sperm up his long shaft,
then clench again as the second followed the
first . He barked in her ear "Now," ...and again
"now, I'm ......"
"I'm coming" she said urgently, "Cum, my darling,
shoot your into me." He heard her calling into his
ears as his sperm splashed against the walls of her
cunt and her thrusting speeded up. "AAAARrrgggggggg!
.........oh, yes,yes,yes,yes, she repeated in time
with the thrusting of their bodies and then she
slumped against him, pressing his head into her
breasts once again.
Jeff could feel the combined juices matting the hair
at the base of his cock as his sperm escaped her
and slid between them.
Jan laughed a happy little laugh, tightened as much
as she could in her spent condition, around the base
of his wilting cock and reached to write his name in
the steam which their breath had made on the windows.
THE END -- CHAPTER EIGHT
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