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Standing there in my guest room at 5'11" with black hair that curled under her ears. Her face was exotically beautiful. Large brown, almond-shaped eyes. A royal protruding nose and a grimace. Her body was both slender and shapely. While she only sported a petite bustline it looked great on her unusual body.
She was going to make me work very hard at earning the right to enter her highly treasured love box.
Aeon blushed. "You can't expect me to strip naked in front of a kid."
"It doesn't look like you have a choice now, does it." I teased.
Aeon fumbled with the buttons of her blouse. Feeling shame wash over her she slowly shook her arms and let her blouse fall away, revealing her her firm little boobs. Her nipples quickly became erect. Aeon knew by the way the I was gawking that she was in for some serious trouble.
Mommy Aeon looked over at me and whispered, "Oh, no. Very wrong."
She was objecting intuitively because I had not told her what to do next... but I started slowly pulling up her skirt. When her hem got above her hips, I slid my hand under it, up her naked thigh. Mommy Aeon tried to ignore what I was doing as my palm climbed her long right thigh. It was the first time I'd felt her smooth naked upper thigh flesh. My heart was racing.
When my knuckles grazed against her cotton panties, Aeon instinctively spread her legs wider. I cupped her warm womanhood and rubbed it, and slid across. She spread her legs wider through the fabric of her panties I found her slit Mommy Aeon arched her hips forward as I vibrated my hand against her. Mommy Aeon emitted a little gasp. She clamped her thighs around my hand. Her mouth was open and her eyelids were fluttering.
"Something the matter?" I asked.
"N-n-n-n-no," she stuttered. She briefly rested her hands on my shoulders. I kept trying to play with her while her naked thighs were quivering around my hand.
"Look... look young man if you promise to stop all this, I'll let you do whatever you want." Aeon said trying to appeal to my sympathy.
"Let's get this straight," I replied. "You're saying that you will willingly do whatever I want?"
"Yes, whatever you want. As long as you promise to stop this."
She came over to the bed, and quickly took hold of my T-shirt, pulling it roughly over my head.
"Ha, ha! Take it easy woman; slow down," I said. "Now sit next to me while you do the rest."
She thought for a moment and sat down. I guess she thought it would go easiest and quickest for her this way.
Having her this close to me was exciting. She smelled good, not perfume-like, but clean and fresh, even in this heat.
I looked again at her amazing breasts, hiding under her blouse. This made me painfully hard. She could tell something was wrong.
"Now, what do you want?" she asked with bitterness in her voice.
"Unbutton my shorts and pull down my zipper."
Her hand reached, then hesitated, and then with a disgusted snort her nose, my Grandmother, using only the fingertips of her right hand, quickly undid the single button and pulled the zipper down roughly.
"There, that's enough," she said, and started to rise.
"Not even close," I smiled as I caught her arm and guided her back down to her sitting position. "Now, pull my shorts off me." I raised my hips off the bed.
She was seething, but turned slightly, reached across my body with her left hand, and simultaneously hooked her thumbs on each side of my shorts. With a slight push, she sent then sliding to my ankles. I kicked them across the floor, towards the sun-filled windows.
There I was, just in my thin, white briefs, which stretched tightly over the obvious bulge of my erection.
My Grandmother stared for the briefest moment before turning her head, standing up, and saying: "How dare you, you – you animal!"
"Sit down!" I demanded. "Take these off me right now!"
There must have been something in my voice, because she sank down again, though very slowly. She repeated the process she had just completed with my shorts, only this time I was going to show her all I had.
I lifted my hips, and she pulled my underwear down. My erection sprang free, over two inches around pointing proudly at the ceiling. I never measured, but I know I was just as big here as I was on my home-world much more magnificent than anything Aeon had ever seen... with far more girth and stiffness.
Mommy Aeon caught one glimpse as I struggled out of the underwear and turned her head away in panic. Here I was, completely naked, and next to my sexy Grandmother. I was thrilled my heart was pounding, I could barely breathe, but, I was only just beginning.
I reached across her body, grabbed her right hand, and before she could react, placed it on my throbbing penis. She recoiled in horror, trying to flee. But I held her wrist.
"Listen," I growled. "You're going to give me a hand job right now."
"Nooo! Never, you bastard. I'm your own Grandmother. I'm a respectable woman. How can you even think of such a thing you bratty boy?"
I knew that this was the key moment. Either this was going to happen now, or I'd lose everything. I reached under my pillow, pulled out my cassette player and pushed the play button. Those now infamous words poured out in my Grandmother's voice.
"Who do you think I am going to send this tape to? Just your husband?"
So slowly, at first it was hard to detect, my Grandmother again rested beside me on the bed. I guided her right hand back to my penis, guided her fingers around it, and squeezed her hand tight onto its girth. I can't even begin to describe what pleasure and excitement I felt at that first contact. Red's Grandmother's hand was on my cock! Unbelievable.
I slowly started an up and down motion. "Yeah, squeeze tight and hard as you can, bitch," I groaned. Then, I took my hand away.
Surprisingly, my Grandmother continued the movement. Even with her head turned away, I could tell her face was bright red, she looked lovelier than ever. Even though her face was turned away she instinctively leaned her breasts into my face.
"Now, faster," I commanded. Her fist complied, and I staring in thrilled disbelief at the sight of my prick being encircled by those slender, feminine fingers! I had to act quickly now or I would soon explode. I had one more step in mind for my beautiful Grandmother.
"All right," I encouraged, "now come closer and use your mouth on me!"
"What!" she screamed. She jumped up and rushed to the doorway. "You've gone too far, you brat! I don't care what you do or say. This is over... over for good!"
But, I was prepared for this. I didn't chase her or argue. I merely reached over, picked up the bedside phone, and started pushing the number buttons. I called out each number as I hit it. I was dialing the number my Grandfather had left earlier in the day.
"Wait until your husband hears this tape, I am sure he will call the authorities himself. I don't want that to happen, but..." I said, looking right into her eyes as she hesitated, half in, half out of the doorway. I swear, one hand, gripping the door-frame was all that was supporting her. She was shocked!
"No! Don't," she whispered.
"Well, you'd better get back over here and do what I said... now!" I called out the second to the last number and punched it. She still didn't move, so I pushed the last number and held up the receiver to let her hear it begin to ring.
She moved quickly, rushed to the phone and pressed the hang-up button. I let her; I knew I could make the call any time.
"No, don't. I'll do what you want," she chokingly whispered.
I let her take her time, sit beside me, slowly wrap her fingers around my still super-hard erection, and start her gentle pumping motion with her delicate elongated fingers. Her eyes were wide now, looking at my prick like it was her guillotine.
I reached up and put my hand on the back of her neck, and slowly eased it up a bit into her gorgeous jet-black silky-smooth hair. I put a gentle pressure on her head, a guiding direction to my awaiting penis.
At first there was resistance, and then her head started to move downward.
"Please, Red, my little man-of-the-house, don't make me do this," she pleaded.
But, I just continued my guidance, and soon I had a lovely sight: my Grandmother's full lips were about an inch from the little bead of pre-cum lubrication that had already formed on the slit of my penis.
"Just open your mouth," was all I could manage. Excitement was overcoming me, but I still had to remain in control if my plan was going to work.
"No, please don't, don't young man!" Aeon begged.
"If you want this to be over than suck me." I ordered.
Aeon looked at her grandson's cock. She looked up to his face, wanting to say something, but unable to speak. She looked away, not wanting to see his reaction. Then slowly leaned forward to begin sucking her own grandson's cock.
"Mommy Aeon, YES!" I cried out as her lips wrapped around his shaft. I had had a few blow jobs on my home-world, and realized that no matter how much Aeon hated what was happening that my lust was overpowering her.
Until tonight Mommy Aeon had only been with her husband once. And she had never given a blow-job except to her Ditto. She felt sorry for herself for she knew that she could not help but enjoy her control over the boys lust. She thought that the only way to get out of this was to do as good a job as possible so that he would climax and get her torment over with. I suspected that her complicity was designed to finish me quickly.
But she was cleary enjoying this. He wished that she wouldn't do such a good job. I felt her tongue slide along the underside of my shaft. Her lips running smoothly up and down letting me fuck her mouth. My balls were growing tighter as she sucked. I tried to hold back but could not resist the feeling for long. My cock needed release soon.
She was bobbing up and down, and so I lunged just enough to make contact with the back of her throat. She recoiled a bit, but not much. I put more pressure on the back of her head, raised my hips a bit, and the head of my penis disappeared into my Grandmother's throat!
I was in heaven, and knew I couldn't last much longer. I pushed more deeply. She wasn't sucking or doing anything now.
The sheer domination of it all hit me then: my own Grandmother was deep-throating me, I was a master in this world!
“You like that, bitch?” I demanded.
In response she grunted non-committaly, her fearful eyes gazing up at me.
I took a moments of pleasure out of slapping her face with my cock before thrusting it back into her mouth. She began sucking again, but I grabbed her head and started fucking her face. Aeon had to fight back the sudden urge to cum as I rammed his tool into the back of her mouth. I leaned forward and began pinching her stiff nipples as he fucked her pretty face. Mommy Aeon cringed whimpered because her nipples were ultra sensitive to the touch and she did not want to get even more aroused by this upstart boy.
I quickly thrust and twisted my entire body as a tremendous stream of white-hot cum shot into my Grandmother's reluctant mouth.
She made a gagging, retching sound, and I'm sure she was surprised when I sat up and pulled her head off my penis as I was still shooting my second and third streams, these hitting her cheek and neck.
I groaned loudly as this happened. This masked the two clicks that came from the corner of the room.
I pressed her head roughly back onto my penis, and pistoned my hips, sending my cock in and out of those lips at a tremendous speed. Finally, I was done; and I was in a daze. I just sprawled back on the bed and hardly noticed that my Grandmother quickly grabbed my tape recorder and popped the tape out of it. She thought she was being smart; I let her.
"You bastard, you filthy bastard!" she shrieked as she left the room. My eyes were contentedly closed; I didn't watch her leave.
I did hear her go into her bathroom, and I think I heard vomiting, but couldn't be sure. I did hear the shower go on and continue for a long, long time.
I slowly came to my senses, and reached again under my pillow. There was a small, black button connected to a slender wire. It led to the corner of the room where the clicks had come from.
I wiped up a bit, and then organized my thinking; I had work to do.
My Grandmother avoided me for the rest of the evening. I just got myself something to eat, walked downtown to do a few "errands," and watched some TV before going to my room for a little work on my plan.
I slept great, even though the heat wave continued. I replayed the blowjob a hundred times in my head, but nothing could compare with the thrill of the real thing. |