Jack woke up and looked over at the beauty lying next to him. Parts of her white hair covered her face. He moved the hair out of the way and touched her cheek gently with his fingertips. He moved his fingers down to her jaw line to her chin then slowly up to her lips. He caressed them.
These were the lips that only hours before he had kissed in a totally new way...a way reserved for lovers, not grandmothers. But then, she was now his lover as well. And the love he felt in his heart far exceeded the love a typical grandson feels for his grandmother. But this was anything but typical.
He smiled at her, watching her shallow breathing. He was tempted to wake her and take her once again in his arms and make love to her. What a perfect way to start this first day in their new lives. But he decided to let her sleep. He lay back, put his hands behind his head and recalled how this all happened. It started one night about 3 months ago.
Jack hung up the phone from talking to his grandmother, Dee, or Nan as he called her. They talked once a week or so. Actually he did most of the talking. She asked the questions. She wanted to know about his job, St. Louis, the new city he lived in, friends he had made. And
girlfriends he had.
"What about girls, Jack? Making time with the young ladies?" she asked.
"Oh a few, Nan. Nothing serious."
"Well, just be careful, honey. I'm not ready to be a great Nan yet."
"Oh I will. I'm not ready for daddy yet either."
She felt a twinge of jealousy. And she knew why. She vowed to keep it hidden.
He talked some more of his job as an architect. She didn't understand a word he said. But that was ok, she just loved hearing his voice.
Finally, he could hear her getting tired. That's just the way 74 year old grandmothers are. And being on the east coast, it was an hour later for her.
"Well, Nan. It's getting late. I know you're tired."
"Guess I am baby. Bedtime for me."
"We'll talk again soon. I love you, Nan."
"I love you too, sweetie. G'night."
After hanging up, Jack decided to get a little visual stimulation before bed. He went to his favorite amateur video site and typed "making love" in the search box. Being a romantic, he preferred the full seductive buildup to penetration and orgasm. Without that, the genital slapping did nothing for him. The first hit he got was a new one. It was titled, "Grandma and Grandson Make Love." At first he was puzzled. "Is this possible?" he thought to himself. Then curiosity got the better of him.
He opened the video. The grandmother looked a lot like his Nan, silver haired, little overweight, but shapely, large breasts with equally large nipples. She wore a sheer light yellow peignoir. underneath, she wore large yellow panties, but she looked sexy in them. Jack had to shake his head for a minute. He had never thought of an older senior citizen in this way before. He thought sex was over for them. Sure didn't look that way now. And with her grandson no less. He watched as they tenderly made love.
They kissed deeply and sometimes frantically with their tongues dancing together. They were clearly aroused. Her nipples were hard and pointed. As they kissed he caressed them. And took them into his mouth. There was a sizable bulge in his slacks that she was enjoying.
She removed his shirt, then dropped his slacks to the floor. She knelt down in front of him and pulled his underwear down. She groaned as his cock sprang free. She took it in her mouth. He threw his head back as grandma expertly licked and sucked his rigid staff. He stopped her after only a couple of minutes. He said that he wanted their first time to be with his cock in her pussy.
Grandma laid on the bed. The grandson slowly took her panties off revealing her large puffy bare outer lips. Jack was surprised. He expected a grandmother to have a patch of pubic hair. He was pleased that she didn't. He liked a woman to be completely shaved. He loved the look of a woman's bare pussy lips, particularly when she was aroused. He wondered if his Nan was shaved. He thought to himself, "I can only imagine what her beautiful cunt looks like. Did I actually use that word thinking of my grandmother? Yes, and I love that word. I hope she likes it too. Oh, Nan I want to see your cunt."
As the grandson sniffed her panties, he brought his cock close to her pussy. She wrapped her fingers around it and placed it between her swollen lips. It slid easily in. He began thrusting. He could see her large lips caress his pumping cock. He could hear the grandmother say, "Fuck me baby, fuck me good."
After a few minutes of thrusting, kissing, and caressing, he said, "Oh grandma, I'm gonna cum."
He heard the grandmother say, "Cum in my cunt. baby. Fill me with your cum." Together, their orgasms peaked as they roared out their pleasure.
When they finally came down, he crawled off of her and lay at her side. Her legs were still spread and her pussy lips were open. Jack could see how the semen coated her labia and seeped out of her vagina. The grandmother reached between her legs and rubbed the cum all over her clit and climaxed again.
By this time, Jack was masturbating furiously. No longer was he thinking of the grandmother in the video, he was thinking of his Nan. He wished he had a pair of her panties to sniff, to wrap around his cock, to cum in. But he didn't. Instead, he used one of his shirts and howled her name as he spurted. When he returned to his senses, he decided to go shopping tomorrow for a pair of "Nan's panties."
The next day after work, Jack walked in to Dillard's and headed straight for the lingerie department. Having never been in one before, he looked a little bewildered. A pleasant looking middle aged woman approached him. Her Dillard's name badge said Hi, I'm Linda.
"Can I help you young man?"
"Uh, yes ma'am. I'm looking for ah, well ..." he stammered.
Linda smiled to herself. She'd seen this a thousand times before. Boyfriend or spouse embarrassed by being in the lingerie department. No doubt to buy something sexy and provocative.
"Easy does it," she said trying to reassure him. "Nothing to be embarrassed about. Men come in here all the time. Sometimes with their wives or girlfriends, sometimes alone. What can I help you with?"
"Thank you, ma'am."
"You can call me Linda."
"Thanks, Linda. My name's Jack. I want to buy some panties."
"Well Jack, now we're getting somewhere. Right over here. We have a wide variety of styles and colors." She started walking toward the racks of panties. "Are these for your wife, your girl?"
"Well, they're for my grandmother."
Linda stopped dead in her tracks. She slowly turned around and looked straight at Jack. "I've been working in this department for 25 years. Nobody has ever said that to me. Never. Why in the world do you want to buy panties for your grandmother? Does she know you're doing this?"
"I just want to do something nice for her. We're very close. And no, she doesn't know I'm doing this. I want it to be a surprise."
"Oh, it'll be a surprise alright." Linda resumed walking toward the racks. She thought to herself, "I can't believe I'm doing this ... helping a man buy panties for his grandmother. She looked at Jack. again. Hmm a very nice looking man at that. I wonder if he's going to present them to her in person or mail them. I wonder if she's going to model them for him. She looked at him again and imagined that scene. Her own panties started to get moist. "First thing we have to know is what size she is."
"I don't know but here's her picture." Jack pulled a picture out of his pocket and handed it to Linda.