at the same time, our enlistments ended at the same time. Russel was as eager to get out of the Navy as I was. We celebrated a little too hard that night.

Russel bought an old jalopy for the drive home and invited me to ride along. By sharing expenses and driving, we both saved money. After an uneventful trip, Russel and I pulled up in front of my house. I insisted that he come inside to get reacquainted with my mother.

I wasn"t prepared for what I saw when Mom opened the door. She had always been very attractive, but while she was married to my father she didn"t pay much attention to her appearance. But after the divorce, she reinvented herself. She trimmed off a few pounds, bought some stylish clothes, and had her hair done in a trendy style. Standing in the doorway was one of the sexiest, most beautiful women I had ever seen I know this is not fair to a son like this nasty thoughts.

Mom and I held our embrace a little longer than is proper for a mother and son. She wasn"t wearing a bra and I could feel the warmth of her big soft tits through the thin material of her blouse. She gave Russel a friendly hug and invited him in. She ushered us into the kitchen and served us frosty bottles of beer. Russel could hardly take his eyes off of her. I should have been pissed at the way my buddy was ogling my mother’s super cleavage and the terrific man killer ass, but I only felt a growing sense of excitement. Russel declined Mom"s invitation to stay for dinner. The first thing she said after he left was, "Your friend is certainly handsome now that his skin has cleared up."

Over dinner, Mom told me all about what she called her "brand-new life". She had gone into real estate sales and had become very successful. That explained the designer clothes and the expensive new furniture throughout the house. She insisted that I live with her for as long as I liked, and that I take my time in finding a job.

Mom and I chatted as we watched TV together. Her perfume was very distracting and so was everything else about her. I got a hard-on whenever she crossed the room. She had learned how to do a "model"s walk" and it really was hot. That night in bed I had to Russel off twice before I could get to sleep.

Russel called the next day and asked me to meet him for a few beers at Clancy"s Tavern. We shot some pool, watched some baseball, and put away a few drafts. I could tell that my friend was eager to change subjects, and he did as soon as we settled down in a booth for some serious drinking.

"Damn, Norman, your mother is drop-dead gorgeous sorry for tell directly to you," he said. "I remember that she was a babe when we were in high school, but she is really something now. My Mom looks a lot hotter now, too, since she got rid of Dad."

He pulled a picture out of his shirt pocket and handed it to me. I immediately recognized Russel’s mother Reeba, even though there had been many changes in her appearance since I had last seen her. She was at the beach clad in a modest two-piece bathing suit that showed off her curves to perfection. She had struck a sexy calendar-girl pose for the camera.

"Damn, Russel, I"m getting a hard-on," I confessed sorry for that telling you about your mom!!!.

"That"s okay, buddy. I got more than one while I was checking out your Mom. I had to Russel off before I could get to sleep last night."

"Yeah, me, too. Can I keep this picture to Russel off with?"

"Sure, keep it. Look, buddy, I have a great idea," he said. "Mom"s birthday is tomorrow and I"m taking her out to a nice restaurant for a fancy dinner. Why don"t you guys come along?"

I accepted his invitation and the four of us met at the best restaurant in town. I struggled not to ogle the blonde bombshell sitting across the table from me. The picture Russel had shown me didn"t do her justice. Damn, was she hot! Mom (her name is Pamela) and Reeba had been casual friends for years, but that night they really bonded. By the time we finished our coffee and went to the bar for drinks, they were like best friends. As we wound our way through the tables, every head turned in our direction. I thought my chest would burst with pride.

Mom invited Russel and Reeba back to our place for drinks. When Mom found out that Reeba was a Bridge player, she insisted on a game. Bridge was one of Mom"s favorites, too. Those two certainly had a lot in common. If Mom and Reeba had any faults it was that they were a little too free with the bottle. Both of them got a little tipsy, and Russel and I swapped winks when Reeba asked us if we had visited any whorehouses while we were in the Navy. It just kept getting better and better.

Our Bridge games became a regular weekly occurrence. Russel and I hated the game but we played because it gave us an opportunity to ogle our mothers. As soon as the girls had a few drinks in them, they began to flirt with us. Reeba was fond of using not-so-subtle double-entendres to tease me. I had to struggle to concentrate on the game and to keep my dick from rising.

Russel and I were at Clancy"s one evening having a few pints and shooting the breeze. "The next time we play cards I"m going to make a run on your Mom," he said. "Do you have a problem with that?"

"Hell, no, as long as you don"t mind me making a run on yours."

We came up with a devious plan. Our Bridge games always stopped promptly at ten so Mom and Reeba could watch their favorite nighttime soap. I always taped the program in case Mom missed any of it because of a phone call or other interruption. I loaded a porno tape into the VCR beforehand, and when I pretended to start recording Mom"s program, I hit the play button instead. The soap opera disappeared and was replaced with a raunchy orgy scene.

"Oh, my God, I"m so sorry," I said. "I was watching that this afternoon and forgot to take it out. I"ll turn it off."

But before I could hit the stop button, Reeba said something that Russel and I had been hoping to hear.

"Oh, no, leave it on. I"ve heard about these but I"ve never had an opportunity to watch one. Let me satisfy my curiosity."

Sitting beside my mother watching porno was the wildest thing I had done in my life until then. The tape was really hot, and I wished that I had chosen something a little less raunchy. But it worked just the way Russel and I had hoped. Mom and Reeba began exchanging comments about what was happening on the screen.

"Wow, what a mess," Mom said, after a very sloppy cum-shot.

"Yeah, that thing was like a firehose," Reeba said with a giggle.

We watched the entire tape, and Mom and Reeba loved it. Russel looked over at me and winked. I could see that he was terrified. I wondered if he could overcome his fear enough to make his move. He rose to his feet and stumbled toward Mom. His dick was so hard that he couldn"t walk upright.

"C..c..c..come on, C..C..Hamela," he stammered. Mom"s jaw dropped and she looked over at me. I didn"t see anger or shock on her pretty face, only the same look she gets when someone pays her a compliment.

"Don"t look at me, Mom," I said.

Mom got to her feet and led my best friend to her bedroom. Reeba and I sat quietly for a few minutes, and then she began to giggle.

"Well, wasn"t that special?" she said. "Well, it"s just you and me, Norman. I don"t suppose you would be interested in screwing an old hag like me, would you?"

"You"re one of the most beautiful women I"ve ever seen, Reeba," I said. Then I took her by the hand and led her to my bedroom. She let me undress her, and I felt her up at the same time. Her tits weren"t especially big, but they were just the right shape and had the right amount of sag. I finally had her down to her panties. I knelt in front of her and yanked them down. My cock nearly ripped through my zipper when I saw the full bush on her pussy. She grabbed me by the ears and pulled my face right into her sweet-smelling snatch. I ran my tongue up and down the slot and swirled it around the nubbin at the top. I hoped that my enthusiasm would make up for my lack of experience.

"Oh, yes, baby," she said. "I love that long, silky tongue. I really look forward to teaching you how to eat pussy with finesse."

She flopped down on the bed and spread her legs. I nearly broke one of mine getting out of my pants. I tried to mount her but she pushed me away.

"You wouldn"t last a minute, baby, and I need a lot more fucking than that. I"ll suck the first one out of you. Once we get that one out of the way, I"m sure you"ll last longer."

Reeba"s mouth was warm and very wet. I had had my cock sucked by a few whores while I was in the Navy and a couple of sluts in high school, but none of them had been as good as Reeba.

"Grab me by the hair and push my head up and down," she demanded. "I like my sex a little rough."

If I hadn"t done as she asked, I probably would have lasted a little longer. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her pretty head down on my cock until it hit her throat. That sent me over the edge.

"Oh, fuck, Reeba, here it comes. If you don"t want my load, you had better get off of me now."

I came so hard I saw stars and heard ringing in my ears. It just went on and on, and the entire time, I was pushing and pulling that slut"s head up and down on my cock. She finally lifted her head and smiled at me as she swallowed my load.

"Damn, you really needed that, didn"t you, hon? You should masturbate more often. It"s not healthy to let your balls fill up like that. Now get over here and fuck me before your dick goes soft."

I mounted that beauty and shoved my cock into her hot, wet snatch. She immediately planted her feet for leverage and bucked up against me. She was much tighter than I expected and she had excellent muscle control. Each time I pulled back, her cunt tightened down on me as though trying to keep me inside. I was so naïve that I didn"t even know that women can, with proper exercise, control their cuntal muscles.

Reeba began raking her fingernails very lightly up over my back and ass. Then she wrestled me onto my back and impaled herself on my cock. I was amazed that such a petite woman could be so strong. I had never been in the woman-on-top position. I immediately saw its advantages. Reeba"s tits were swinging to and fro in front of my eyes. She grabbed one and stuffed the nipple into my mouth.

"Oh, you sweet son-of-a-bitch. You have a humdinger of a cock. It"s been ages since I"ve had one as big and hard as yours is. I am going to wear you out tonight, boy."

After that outburst, Reeba had her first of many orgasms. I was a little disappointed that she didn"t make more noise. I wanted my buddy to hear what a good job I was doing on his mother. She screwed her eyes shut, nibbled incessantly on her lower lip, and tossed her head from side-to-side.

"Oh, fuck, Reeba, I have to cum. What should I do?"

"Shoot every drop of that hot jizz into me."

I continued pounding my cock into her as my load shot out. Her slick cunt got even slicker as my juices mingled with hers. She was in the middle of a strong orgasm and was clamping down on me. She finally went limp on top of me.

"Keep it in me for as long as you can," she whispered. I managed to stay plugged in for five minutes or so, and then a strong contraction pushed me out. When Reeba had said that she was going to wear me out, she hadn"t been kidding. We must have fucked in twenty different positions. I didn"t know there were so many different ways to fuck. The bitch made me cum six times before she rolled over and went to sleep. Reeba was gone when I awoke the next morning, so my morning wood was wasted on Russeling off.

Russel called me the next day. He was so excited that his tongue was tripping over his words. We agreed to meet at Clancy"s after work. His eyes were glassy and he was grinning like a Cheshire cat. We grabbed a couple of mugs of beer and took a table in a far corner where we could talk.

"Man, is your mother a hot piece of ass," he gushed. "You won"t believe some of the things we did to each other."

"Okay, calm down. I want to hear everything you did to my mother, starting at the beginning. Don"t leave anything out."

"Well, she started sucking my dick as soon as we were in bed and she did it so good that I shot my load in about fifteen seconds."

Russel went on to tell me in graphic detail about every act he and Mom had performed. I sat there with an aching hard-on and took it all in. His story ended with a shocker.

"I fucked your Mom in the ass. Hell, she liked it just as much there as in her pussy. I didn"t even ask her if I could do it. My cock slipped out of her pussy and when I tried to get it back in the tip got lodged in her ass-hole. I figured I might as well go for it so I pushed it in. Man, she went nuts."

I almost creamed my jeans when he told me about that. I vowed that the next time I got Reeba in bed I would go for her ass. Then it occurred to me that the women might feel guilty about what they had done and not let us fuck them again. I needn"t have worried.

We had our next Bridge game at Reeba"s house. When it was over, she took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom. Russel took Mom to his room. The second time was even better than the first.

"I suppose you and Russel have told each other all the juicy details," she said. He and I had agreed not to tell them about that. "No, I would be too embarrassed to do anything like that." A little while later I got my first piece of ass. A thousand fantasies had not prepared me for the feel of it. I did her doggy-style so I could watch my cock going into that beautiful, round ass. Each time I pulled back she clamped down on me. I didn"t even last a minute.

"Don"t feel bad, hon. All guys come too quick when they get their first piece of ass. You"ll do better next time."

Reeba gave me a fine education in sex that night. After hours of sucking and fucking in a variety of ways, she ordered me to Russel off for her amusement. I had always wanted to Russel off in front of a woman. I decorated her nipples with the small quantity of jizz that I managed to Russel out.

Our sexual relationships with each other"s mothers continued for several months. One evening Russel and I were at Clancy"s filling each other in on the things we had done to our mothers the previous night. Right out of the blue, Russel made a shocking proposal.

"I think we should fuck our own mothers."

"No way, man," I said. "We"ve got a great thing going. Why should we do anything that might screw it up."

"Well, I"m going to go for mine. If you don"t want to go for yours that"s your problem."

Russel had already come up with a plan. I decided that the least I could do was hear him out. I had almost a full week before the next card game to consider his proposal.

The big night finally arrived. As soon as the card game ended, Reeba and I went to my room to get it on. She liked to start things off with a blow job, but I told her I wanted to practice cunnilingus. I worked on her tits for fifteen minutes. By the time I headed South, her nipples were as big and hard as bullets. I buried my face in her muff and took a deep breath. She smelled like honeysuckle, one of my favorite scents. As I worked my tongue around in her pussy, I tried to remember all the little tricks she had taught me. I knew they were working when she began to moan and squirm around on the bed. Everything was going according to plan. Russel was also practicing his foreplay on Mom.

Russel and I had decided that thirty minutes of foreplay would be enough. Exactly thirty minutes after I took one of Reeba"s nipples in my mouth, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. Russel was already waiting in the hallway. I hadn"t seen him naked since we went through Navy boot camp together, and I had never seen him with a hard-on. His cock was so hard it pointed at the ceiling. The lower half of his face glistened with my Mom"s sex juice.

"I got her ready for you, buddy," he said. "You shouldn"t have to work too hard to make her cum. Good luck."

We shook hands and then I headed for Mom"s room with my rock-hard cock pointing the way. I pushed open the door and peeked inside. Mom was on the bed rubbing her pussy. My heart raced as I walked toward her with my cock bobbing in front of me now I am try to fucking my own mother just after minutes I called as motherfucker.

"Reeba and I figured it was just a matter of time before this happened," she said. "Well, come and do it while we"re both in the mood."

I mounted her and speared her pussy with one perfect thrust. Russel had done a good job on her. She responded immediately and bucked up against me. I forgot everything Reeba had taught me about fucking with finesse and gave Mom the ramrod treatment. She began gasping and wheezing as my cock did its job.

"Oh, yes, that"s so good," she whispered. "I like it hard and fast sometimes. Yes, that"s it, give me more like that. YOU"RE MAKING ME COME! UHU..UHU..UHU..I"M COMING!"

Mom dug her fingernails into my ass as mini-convulsions rippled through her beautiful body. She wrapped her long legs around mine and crushed me in an embrace. Hoping to get her multi-orgasmic, I continued fucking her with short strokes. Feeling her shaking beneath me was the best feeling I had ever had. She was enjoying her fourth orgasm when I shot my load into her. I felt like a king! Yes a real motherfucker born here.

Mom was just as insatiable as her girlfriend and we stayed at it until I couldn"t get it up. The next morning the four of us had breakfast together, something we had never done before. Reeba had that glow that some women get after they"ve had an especially good fucking. I could see that Russel was quite pleased with himself. No doubt my pride was showing, too.

"Well, I guess there isn"t any reason we can"t have a foursome now," Reeba said.

We had our first foursome the following week. Russel and I had the pleasure of watching our mothers go the lesbian route. They had gotten to each other before we got to them. I"ll tell you about it some other time

augh.  But for some reason despite the fact that I'm now 27 I had never visited him on my own.  However, in early June I was talking to my mother and she thought it would be a good idea if I stopped in and spent a few days with him.  I wasn't sure about it, not that I had anything against him but I was just really busy at the time.  However, we all know how mom's can be, and shortly thereafter I agreed to visit him.  A week later I was driving the 4 hours that it takes to get to his old, 2 bedroom, 2 bath house in the country. 

When I pulled up in his driveway I was wearing a jean skirt that came down to around my thighs, a pair of blue cotton panties, a spaghetti strap shirt and a white bra underneath with a pair of flip flops.  The heat was pretty bad and as I got out of the car my grandfather walked out of the front door, wearing a pair of jeans, a button up faded plaid shirt, and a pair loafers.  He smiled and managed his way down the front door steps, "Hey there, you!"

I smiled, "Hi grandpa!," walked over and gave him a hug and a kiss on his cheek. "How've you been?"

He laughed, "Oh, I'm still alive, that's something at my age, huh?"

I couldn't help but grin, "your quite a trooper."  He turned and led me into the house, I was carying a small suitcase with my laptop and some clothes.

"I fixed up the other room so it should be good enough for my lil' princess to sleep in."

"Awww, granddaddy I don't think I've been called that in....God, years.  I always knew you were a charmer." 

He smiled, "Oh you should've seen me in my days!  But, that was then.  The question now is what do you want for dinner?"

"Hmmm....what do you have?"

He thought for a moment, "Well...hotdogs and...hotdogs."

I laughed, "then hotdogs it is."  He turned and went into the kitchen and I went into the guest room to put down my suitcase.  I noticed that the place was a bit run down, but afterall he was the only one who lived there.  I heard him putting the hotdogs on the grill in the kitchen and was on my way there when I passed his room.  I wasn't going to stop, but I saw something protruding from under his matress...a magazine.  I couldn't help but be curious and when I lifted the matress there were at least 10 Playboys and hustlers stuffed under there in apparently a hurry.  I couldn't resist myself and walked into the kitchen with a few of them. 

"Granddaddy, why do you have these?"

He turned around and I could see the discomfort on his face.  "Oh those, well, I've had them for years....you know, from back in my days."  He tried to pass it off with a quick laugh.

 Call me cruel, but I was after all curious why an old man would have porn...I honestly didn't think he could still get an erection, let alone get off.  "Well, these two are from last month."  I held up a Playboy and a Hustler.

 It was obvious he was getting a bit flustered and even more embarassed, "well Sarah, I'm a grown man and honestly....well, I don't have that kind of company anymore."

I grinned, "you mean...ladies?"

He nodded, "Well of course that's what I meant." I was suddenly realizing why it was a good idea for me to never go to my grandfather's house alone.  While I was just being my curious self, he was taking offense.

"But granddaddy, it's not like you can still...well....you know."  That really seemed to wind him up.

 "Of course I can, I might be old but I'm not imputent!"

The grill's timer then beeped, signaling that the hotdogs were ready.  Why I did what I did next I have no idea, maybe it's an affect of having relations with your brother for 3 years, but I stood up, walked over to the grill, put a hotdog in a bun, turned around and handed him the hotdog and the Hustler. 

With a grin on my face I said, "ok, then prove it."

At first he didn't understand, then I could see by the way he was sweating that he was very uncomfortable with the siutation.  "Sarah, I....you can't want me to...do that."

 I smiled, "well I don't think you can, but if you do it, I'll...," and that's when it hit me what I had just asked him to do, but I wasn't about to back down, "I'll eat the hotdog with all of it on it."  Then in a dismal failure to keep the mood lighthearted I said, "and if you can't, then you have to watch girl movies until midnight with me."

But there was no humor on his face.  I thought for sure he'd refuse at that point, but he really wanted to prove that he still could do it.  He turned around and walked down the hall to the bathroom.

As I sat and waited at the kitchen table I could hardly believe that I was actually putting him through this, just to prove himself.  But the longer I waited and minute after minute went by the thought became intriguing, then thrilling, and by the time the door to the bathroom opened I could hardly wait to see if he'd done it. 

He walked down the hall with possibly the biggest smile he'd ever had on his face.  He stopped infront of the table and showed me a hotdog that had been completely coated in some of the thickest cum I've ever seen.  Now it was his turn to laugh.

 "Didn't think your old grandpa had it in him, huh?"

My mouth was nearly hanging open as I stared at this hotdog soaked in his semen.  But I wasn't about to back down.  I reached up and took it out of his hand. 

His smile sort of faded as I took it, "Princess, you know you don't have to do that."

I gave him a half smile, "Aw, don't spoil the moment for yourself.  Your going to get to watch someone eat your cum."

 He just looked at me as I held the cum soaked food in my hand.  "What happened to my little princess?"  At that point I knew I could end this, or take it so much farther. 

"She got fucked," I said.  And with those words I lifted it to my mouth and took a huge bite.  Immediately the taste of his thick semen overpowered the taste of the hotdog.  The bun had gotten soggy from all of the cum, but I took bite after bite, savoring the taste.  The whole time his eyes were glued as he watched his own grand-daughter eat his cum.

I finished it to the last bite, and he was still staring in disbelief.  The moment seemed to linger, and nothing was said, so I stood up, fixed him a plate and tried to act like nothing terribly unusual had just occurred, but through the rest of dinner, I could tell it had done something to him to watch that.  I thought that maybe I'd completely freaked him out, or maybe he was feeling guilty for doing it, but that night, I gave him a hug goodnight and went to my room.  I sat there, remembering the taste of his cum in my mouth.  I took a quick shower, wondering what he was doing in his room at that moment, then got out, dried off, put on a pair of my old cheerleading shorts with no panties, a tight white t-shirt, no bra and climbed into bed.  I reached over and turned off the lamp.  For at least fifteen minutes I laid there, unable to go to bed, then I heard foodsteps in the hall.  They came to a stop outside my door and I knew he was just on the otherside. 

The doorknob turned slowly and he pushed it open slowly.  I reached over and turned on the light, and there, standing in my doorway was my grandfather, completely nude.  His old body slightly hunched over.   I looked down at his crotch,and there, dangling was his flacid wrinkled old cock, hanging at least 4 inches and to either side his balls.  I know all of this may sound disgusting, and believe me, it was, but at that moment I had never wanted anyone to fuck me more.  This was the man who had known me since i was a little girl, who had given me birthday presents and christmas presents every year.  Who had helped pay my tuition in college.  And by the look on his face and in his eyes I knew it didn't matter if I wanted to or not, he was going to have sex with me.

I pushed of the covers and slowly stood up, as he began to walk over to me I lifted the shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor.  He stopped, looking at his grand-daughter's breasts that he hadn't seen in years.  Then I slid the cheer shorts down to the floor and stepped out of them.  We stood there, looking at eachother's completely nude bodies.  My young, firm, body, and his old wrinkled one.  I gave him a smile and motioned for him to sit down on the bed. 

"You know you look just like your mom when you smile."  He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.  I moved infront of him and dropped down to my knees between his legs. 

I grinned, "Well I doubt mom ever did this for you."  He smiled.

"No, she didn't."  I reached up and took his soft cock in my hand, then without taking my eyes from his, leaned forward and ran my tongue along it's shaft.  Instantly I felt blood begin to pulse into it.  I did it again and again.  Then, lifting it up, I leaned down and began to lick and suck his balls.  His moans spurred me on.  The more he moaned the more passionately I used my mouth on his cock and balls.  Within moments his shaft was rock hard and standing at an easy 7 inches.  I was stroking it with one hand and sucking on it with my mouth.  I looked up into his eyes once more and could see a savage hunger in them.  I stood up slowly and he motioned for me to sit on the bed.  I did as he asked, but he said "No, on your stomach."

Once more I did as I was told, rolling over on my stomach so that my ass was in the air, I felt him get down on his knees behind me and spread my legs.  Then I knew why.  He buried his face in my ass.  Licking my pussy, then my ass, and back and forth. 

"OHHH FUCK GRAND DADDY!"  I moaned as I felt my pussy becoming drenched with my juices and I knew what was about to happen. 

"Look out!  I'm going to cum Grand-daddy!"  Whether he didn't know or didn't care, I have no idea.  But when I came and my pussy gushed out it's juies he didn't stop, but instead opened his mouth and let them spray in.  I looked back and saw him drink an entire mouthful of my cum.

Now he knew I was ready for his monster.  He got back up on his feet, and keeping me bent over the bed, pressed the head of his cock against my pussy.  With a grunt and a push, I felt the large head slip inside me.

"OHHHHH FUCK GRAND-DADDY!!!!!!"  He began pounding it in and out, in and out.  Again, and again, and again! 

"OHHHH SARAH!  Damn sweet heart, your so tight!" 

I moaned so loud and felt another orgasm approaching.  Quickly it built up inside me until my pussy clenched around his huge shaft and another wave of juices sprayed out. 

"God Sarah!  You fucking cum alot!"

He reached around and started fondling my breasts.  Pinching and twisting my nipples until I squealed in pain.  I was amazed at how long he was lasting.  Especially considering how long it had been since he'd been with a real woman.  I felt him pull out and thought that maybe he was about to cum, but instantly knew I was mistaken.  I felt the large head, lubed in my own juices suddenly pressed against my asshole.  Had it been anyone else I would have cried for them not to, but for some reason I was ready to lose my anal virginity to my grandfather.

I guess he could feel my apprehension because he started very slow.  He began putting more and more pressure and I could feel the head start to stretch my ass.  I had to bury my face in a pillow as I felt the pain tear through my body.  Then he was inside me.  Just the head but he was giving me time to adjust.  Then he slowly began to push farther in.  Slowly, slowly until he had at least 4 inches in.  Then he started to slide in, and out.  After a minute or so he started to pick up speed.

I gasped as he started thrusting in, more and more, harder and faster, until he was pounding it in and out.  All I could do was lay there and let him enjoy his first fuck in years.  His moans became faster and louder.  And even for him I knew it was that time.

He suddenly pulled out, "Sarah, get on your knees sweetheart!"

I was relieved to have his cock out of my ass and quickly did as I was told, but instantly realized what he wanted done as he stood there, with his rigid shaft pointed at my face. 

With a good bit of apprehension I leaned forward, put a hand around his cock and then took it in my mouth.

"MMM, that's right princess, suck it good!"  Despite the taste, it was still nice to have it back in my mouth.  I slid my mouth down on the shaft until I felt it press against the back of my throat.  Then I began sliding my mouth back and forth on it, using my tongue to lick the bottom of the shaft.  I looked up into his eyes, and he looked back.  I felt his cock begin to throb and heard him moan and say,

"Ahhhh, yesssss, here I cum Sarah!  Get ready sweet heart!"  I braced myself for the flood I knew would be coming, and then his cock pulsed and a thick heavy jet blast of cum shot into my mouth, followed by another, and another, and another!  I had to swallow before it filled my mouth completely.  I eagerly swallowed the thick heavy cum of my grandfather until with one last spurt it was over.  I swallowed the last bit and took my mouth off of his cock.  He leaned back and sat down on the bed.  I climbed up next to him and did the same.  I smiled over at him.

"You know Grandpa, that might've been the best fuck I've ever had."  He smiled and leaned over, putting an arm around me.

"You were the best I've ever had Sarah."  I smiled back at him, then got up and brushed my teeth.  By the time I got back into bed he was already asleep so I laid next to him and slept. 

The next day we fucked again, but this time I recorded it to give him something more interesting to masturbate to in the future. 

We spent most of the next few days naked, in one sexual act or another, or just watching eachother masturbate.  I'm now 27 years old, and I've never, ever, had better sex in my live than I did with my Grandfather that week.