Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Title: Dad's Old Laptop Ch.  02


Summary: Undeleted files produce good and bad reactions.


Keywords: inc,fic



   I managed to make it down from the attic without breaking my neck.  When
I got to my room I cleared away my fried laptop and put Dad's old one in
it's place.  I wasn't too optimistic about what shape it was in, but after
plugging it in and turning it on I began to think it would be fine for my
purposes.  Despite the need to get started on my schoolwork, all I found
myself doing was staring blankly at the screen and reliving the experience
of having creamed my Grandmother's cunt.  Although my cock and balls were
pleased with the incident, I on the other hand was nervous as hell and
riddled with guilt.  All I could think about was; what if Grandpa finds
out? Finally, to take my mind off my worries, I began exploring the files
and software on Dad's old laptop.

   After checking the laptops system specs I opened up My Documents to see
what was in there.  I didn't see anything that interested me; just several
old documents and a couple of folders that I was sure contained more of
Dad's old business files.  I closed out My Documents and retuned to
studying the system specs once more.  I realized that this laptop wasn't
too much out of date compared to my fried one.  To test its performance I
decided to install one of my games on it and see how it handled it.  On the
side was a cd/dvd drive combo.  I popped it open and was surprised to see
there was a disc already in it.  There wasn't a label or any markings to
tell me what was on it so I closed the drive and opened up My Computer from
the desktop.  Clicking on the drive icon opened the disc.  The only thing
it showed was an unnamed folder.  I opened the folder only to find one file
inside it, a video file labeled MM1.  The old saying curiosity killed the
cat kept running through my mind as I decided if I wanted to play the video
or not.

   "Yeah, but satisfaction brought him back," I mumbled to myself and
clicked on the file.

   My eyes bugged out and my jaw damn near dropped into my lap as the video
started playing.  A much younger version of Grandma was sitting on a bed
dressed in a frilly pink see-thru nightgown that stopped at her lap.  Her
tits were clearly visible through the material and sat proudly on her
chest. Gone were the streaks of grey in her hair and she looked as if she
were no older than Mom.  Her hands were in her lap blocking my view of her
privates.  As I watched in stunned silence, she held out her arms as if
beckoning to someone and opened her mouth as if she were talking.  The
video appeared to be quite old and had no audio, nor did it need any.  It
was obvious what was going on.

   Whoever was holding the camera panned down the front of themself
revealing a very erect penis to the viewers.  It had to be at least as big
as mine.  The veins on it stuck out and I could swear I saw it throbbing.
Pre-cum glistened on the bulbous head.  Captivated by what I was watching I
didn't hear Mom come in the room and stand behind me.  The guy with the
camera stepped up to Grandma and held it steady as she leaned forward and
took his cock into her mouth.  Slowly she sank more of his rod into her
mouth while keeping her blue eyes turned up to watch the camera.  The
camera jerked a little and showed only the top of her head for a second or
two as Grandma swallowed the rest of the guy's dick.  I was as hard as
steel and oblivious to everything around me.  That is I was oblivious to
everything, until Mom softly placed her hands on my shoulders.  I nearly
crapped myself.

   "What the hell are you watching?" she asked so gently I almost didn't
hear her.

   "Shit!  I'm sorry Mom, I didn't know what was on the disc," I replied
shakily as I tried to bring the cursor over enough to shut off the video.

   Reaching over my shoulder, her breast pressed into the back of my neck,
she covered my hand and held it still preventing me from turning it off. 
She kept her face down low next to mine and said, "Oh my God, is that
Martha?"

   "Umm, I believe so," I could only say.

   "Damn!  She's pretty good at that," Mom shocked me by whispering in my
ear.  "Let it play, let's see how it ends."

   "I think we know how it's going to end Mom, Grandpa's gonna blow his
nuts if Grandma doesn't stop soon." I was quite surprised when I didn't
feel a smack to the back of my head for making that remark.

   Mom continued to lean over me a little, her hand still on mine with her
tit pressed against my neck as Grandma began to really go to town.  She
pulled her lips back until just the head of the cock was in her mouth and
started pumping the shaft in fast steady strokes.  The guy was having a
rough time of holding the camera steady.  Grandma's cheeks were sunk in as
she sucked his cock, but her eyes never left the camera lens.  We watched
as his shaft seemed to expand a little and the camera began to really jerk.
When the lens settled down we saw that Grandma was obviously swallowing his
spunk.  After several seconds she pulled her mouth off the guy's dick and
began rubbing his cockhead around her lips and chin.  The last drizzles of
his sperm leaked out and coated her lips and cheeks.  She had an enormous
smile plastered to her face.  The camera wavered a bit, then slowly turned
and panned the room until it settled on a man sitting in a chair.  He was
naked and holding his deflating cock in his slimy fingers.  Spooge had run
over his hand and dribbled down onto his ball sack.  Just before the video
ended Grandpa Roy smiled hugely at the lens.

   "What the fuck...?" I stammered, unable to take my eyes from the blank
screen.

   "Holy shit!" Mom echoed my sentiment.

   Mom stood all the way up and I turned in my chair to stare into her
eyes. The look on our faces conveyed the same question.  If Grandpa was in
the corner whacking off, then who in the hell had Grandma just blown?  It
took me a bit to notice what Mom was wearing.  She had on tight white short
shorts and a plain purple t-shirt that stretched snuggly against her chest.
By the way her aroused nipples poked through the front of the shirt it was
easy to tell she wasn't wearing a bra.  She asked where I got the video
from and I told her about finding it already in the laptop.  From the look
she was giving me I don't think she believed that.  I ejected the disc and
showed it to her, adding there were a couple more folders on the computer
with similar labels attached to them as the one on the disc.  Still
skeptical she had me show her.  In My Documents there were five folders
simply labeled MM.

   "Open one," she told me.  But when I tried it asked for a password.

   "Hmm, why would Frank put password protection on these files?" she more
or less asked herself, completely ignoring my shrugging shoulders.

   She told me to wait a minute and left.  When she returned she was
holding a flash drive in her hand.

   "Let me get in there, I bet I can crack em," Mom said, sliding past me
as I stood and stepped sideways out of her way.  The tent in my pajamas
rubbed slightly against her ass as she slid in front of me.

   She inserted the flash drive into the usb port then opened up a DOS
window and began typing in a string of crap.  I had no idea as to what any
of it meant.  Her fingers flew over the keyboard and in a couple of minutes
she was done.  Next she went back to the folders and clicked on one.  A
little hourglass icon began to spin slowly in circles over the file name.
Apparently satisfied with her work she turned in the chair to face me, a
smug smile on her lips.

   "That should do it," she stated.

   "What did you do?" I asked puzzled.

   "I put a password cracker I developed on the computer.  It might take a
while, but I'm pretty sure it will open up those folders."

   "Wow Mom, that's really cool.  I didn't know you were a hacker," I said,
enjoying her delight at what she'd done.

   "I still know my way around a computer," she smiled.  Her smile grew
larger when she saw the tent in the front of my pajamas.

   "I see Martha's video meets with your approval," she chuckled as I
vainly tried to hide the bulge with my hands.

   Being a smart ass I shot back with, "Judging by the way your shirt has
two big points poking out, I'd say it met with yours also."

   Looking down at her chest she grinned and turned to leave.  She got as
far as the doorway then turned around.

   "I almost forgot what I came in here for.  Do you think I could get you
to rub in some tanning lotion on my back in a little while?" she asked.

   "Do you even use lotion anymore?  I mean, your tan is so dark I'd of
thought you didn't need it," I replied, intrigued by the idea of running my
hands over her flawless skin.

   "Normally no, but I'd like to get the skin under the straps darker.  If
I can't get the rest of me tanned, at least I'll still be able to wear
backless dresses without looking silly."

   "Okay, I need to jump in the shower first though, those boxes in the
attic were pretty dirty," I told her.

   "Thanks.  I'll meet you at the pool in say, thirty minutes.  That give
you enough time to take care of...I mean, get showered?" she asked wickedly
grinning at me.

   It was plenty of time.  The shower was both relaxing and relieving. 
Stress free I strolled out to the pool where Mom was already stretched out
on a lounger.  She was lying on her stomach with the wide-brimmed hat
completely covering her head from view.  Although the shorts I'd put on
were fairly baggy, I still had to discreetly rearrange myself when my eyes
settled on her round rump covered by a small triangular piece of red cloth.
This suit was smaller than her other ones.  I could tell because I could
see parts of her cheeks that hadn't been tanned yet.  The untanned portions
were as white as Grandma's ass.  I adjusted myself a little more.

   "The lotions right her Russ," I heard her say from under her hat.

   "Where do you want this put on?" I asked, picking up the lotion and
sitting on the edge of her lounger.

   "Undo the strings to my top and you'll see.  Oh, and this suit is small
so you'll have to make sure and cover the exposed areas on my butt too."

   Reaching up I undid the tie at her neck and flipped the ends over her
shoulders out of the way.  My hands were shaking a little as I untied the
ones in the middle of her back.  As I was undoing them Mom moved her arms
from were they had been resting down by her sides to up under her face. 
From my vantage point I could see the side of her tit closest to me expand
outwards as she lowered her chest down on the lounger.  Most of that part
of her boob was dark, but I saw a sliver of paleness closer to the lounger.
In my sitting position it was impossible to adjust myself any further, so I
just grimaced a little and got to work.

   "So Mom, why do you think Grandpa let Grandma do what she did in the
video?  I always thought he was really possessive of her," I said,
luxuriating in the feel of her toned back under my hands.

   "From the looks of it, I'd guess that Roy likes to watch more than he
likes to do," she replied.

   "I guess.  But still, how does a man let another man stick his thing in
his wife's mouth like that and not get jealous?  I know I couldn't do
that," I stated.

   Turning her face under the hat to point to the side I was on she said,
"It just goes to show that you never really know a person.  Not completely
anyway."

   "Would you get mad if Dad wanted to do something like that?"

   "First off, I wouldn't be sucking another guys dick if your father was
watching.  And secondly, I don't think I have to worry about that anyway,"
she replied.

   "Why not?"

   "You're getting a little personal Russ," she told me flatly.

   "Sorry Mom, I was just curious is all."

   "If you must know, your Dad's kind of a stick in the mud when it comes
to sex," she said.

   "Stick in the mud?  What's that even mean?" I asked.

   "Not very inventive.  Now can we change the subject?"

   "Sure."

   "Good.  I think you've got my back good enough, put some on my butt
now."

   "You sure you want me to do that Mom?" I asked, a little tremor in my
voice.

   "Yes, just be careful where your fingers go," she laughed at my
discomfort.

   "Okay, but I think it would be easier if I got between your legs.  That
way I could do both sides at the same time," I rationalized.

   After some hesitation she must have decided that was a good idea too,
because I had to stand up when she opened her legs a bit and started
pushing me off the lounger with the closest one.  I went around to the end
of the lounger and climbed up until I was kneeling between her knees.  My
eyes automatically went to the spot between her legs where her thighs
joined.  The swimsuit was not only smaller than her others, it was a lot
tighter in the crotch area too.  A perfectly formed outline of her pussy
stared back at me as I put a blob of lotion in one palm and rubbed it
together with the other.  The material at the center of her crotch had sunk
into her cleft making her outer pussy lips appear puffy and swollen.  That
wasn't the only thing around here that was swollen.

   Cautiously, my hands were shaking so badly, I reached down and placed
both palms on Mom's firm buttocks.  Slowly I began working the lotion over
the white areas and getting closer to the junction between her thighs.  I
didn't try to go under the suit, but with my thumbs pointing inward and
rubbing the inside of her upper thighs as I pushed upwards on her cheeks, I
was getting dangerously close to bumping her cunt with them.  Higher and
higher I gradually rubbed in the lotion on her cheeks until the inevitable
happened.  One of my thumbs pressed up against the outer lip of her pussy.
It was a brief encounter, but I could've sworn Mom had pressed back.  To
test that theory I waited a few seconds then let my other thumb
accidentally touch the other side of her pussy.  Not only was there a
definite pushing back, but she let out a soft moan too.  Pushing my luck I
brought both thumbs up and pressed them into her folds a little harder than
before.

   Mom's ass rose up a fraction and I heard a sharp intake of air before
she gently said, "I think that's good honey, thanks for your help."

   Before getting to my feet I took one last look at her crotch.  I saw a
darker shade of red right in the center where I guessed her entrance to be.
I was pretty sure that I would be heading inside and climbing back into the
shower.  I wiped my greasy hands on a hand towel near the lounger and
started to walk away.

   "Hey!" she called out, making me think she was going to scold me for
being so brazen.  Instead she just told me to tie her suit back up.

   Instead of heading upstairs I went to the kitchen to grab something to
eat.  Sitting on Mom's favorite stool I was almost through with my sandwich
when Grandpa walked in.  He grabbed a coke out of the fridge and took a
seat next to me.  I couldn't even look him in the face.  The fear that he'd
see something in my eyes and figure out what had happened between his wife
and I was causing my nerves to bunch up.

   "I'm heading into town, you need anything?" he asked, the sound of his
voice making me jump.

   "No Gramps, I'm good," I replied in a tiny voice.

   "Something got you down Champ?" he asked hoisting his lanky frame from
the stool.

   "No, everything's fine."

   "Okay then.  I'll be gone a couple hours, so tell your Mom if she asks
where I'm at."

   "Will do Gramps," I said, my face pointed down at the bar top so he
wouldn't see the fear in my eyes.

   He headed toward the front of the house then stopped and turned around.

   "Oh, I almost forgot to tell you.  Your Grandma's looking for you,
something about a project you're gonna help her with." He left before the
twitch at the corner of my mouth became too noticeable.

   I sat there contemplating what to do.  On the one hand the video that
I'd watched clearly showed that he was aware that Grandma was getting it on
the side.  It also showed that he approved of it.  But on the other hand I
was his Grandson.  That changed the whole scheme of what Grandma and I had
done from just being wrong, to one of incest.  That I was reasonably sure
he wouldn't approve of.  I had to make Grandma understand how uncomfortable
I was with our new relationship.  Groaning, I reluctantly climbed the
stairs and headed to her room.  The door was closed so I lightly knocked,
secretly hoping she wasn't there.  When I heard her say come in, the urge
to flee almost overpowered me.  My heart thumping wildly in my chest I
slowly turned the knob and let the door swing open.

   Grandma was standing by her bed on the far side of the room.  Her hair
was freshly brushed and she had on a sheer black floor-length gown with
ruffles around the neck.  It was opened all the way down the front. 
Underneath that I could see she had on a set of matching black bra and
panties.  They too were sheer and did nothing to hide her womanly charms
from my eyes.  In fact the bra was only used to lift her breasts up,
because there were no cups covering her large brown nipples.  Blood poured
into my cock as I looked lower and saw her pubic hairs through the fabric
of the bikini style panties.  A smile spread on her face as she blatantly
watched the front of my shorts bulge out.

   "Well, you think this will get the old goats blood pressure up?" she
purred.

   "That'll get the blood pressure of a dead guy up Grandma," I stuttered
as my eyes tried to take all of her in at the same time.

   "Good.  Shall we get started?" she asked turning and picking up a camera
off the bed and handing it to me.

   The camera was a point and click type that actually used film instead of
digital media.  All I had to do was aim and shoot, a chore that would have
been easy under any other circumstance.  But when your dick is straining
against your pants it's not so easy to do.  My hands shook constantly as
she moved about the room striking pose after pose.  At first her poses were
innocent enough, her arms and hands were used to block the intimate parts
of her body from view.  We used up the first 12-exposure roll of film
pretty fast.  When she stood next to me helping me to reload I could smell
the sweet scent of her bath soap.

   The next set of poses grew ever more provocative.  She'd hold open the
gown and flash her tits, sometimes pushing them together until both nipples
touch.  Other times she'd turn her back to the camera and reached around
herself to cup the globes of her ass.  It wasn't until she dropped the gown
and climbed on the bed on all fours that I realized the panties were
crotchless.  She reached one hand up under herself and brought it to her
mound.  Looking over her shoulder and smiling at me, she slowly let one
finger work itself between her cunt lips and sink up to the second knuckle
inside her cunt.  I completely lost it.  There was no way that I could
bring myself to fuck her on Grandpa's bed, so I dropped the camera on the
bed and rushed to the bathroom down the hall.

   The water streamed over me as I worked the soap's lather into a slippery
froth on the shaft of my raging penis.  I didn't realize I wasn't alone
until I heard the shower door open and Grandma stepped in behind me. 
Before I could protest she pressed her naked front against my back then
reached around and grabbed my cock with both her hands.  The feel of her
hands stroking my slippery shaft stopped any protests I might have had dead
in their tracks.  Instead a steady stream of moans poured out of my lips.

   "I reckon since I caused this, then I should be the one to take care of
it," she whispered against my back.

   "Oh God Grandma, that feels so good," I moaned as her hands increased
the speed of their stroking.

   "Let me know when you're ready and Grandma will give you a surprise,"
she cooed, pumping faster and faster on my rod.

   "I'm...I'm...I'm gonna cum Grandma!" I groaned as the pleasure coursing
through my nerve endings built to overflowing.

   Grandma let go of my cock and grabbed me by the hips, and then she spun
me around and slammed me up against the shower wall.  Lowering herself down
on bent knees she trapped my dick between her soft ripe tits and began
using them to jack me off.  The soap made the valley between her boobs
super slick and I felt the first string of cum shoot out in no time.  The
first glob caught her under the chin, but the remainder squirted out onto
her chest and breasts.  She continued to rub her tits up and down my shaft
until I was dry.  On her way up to a standing position she took one finger
and brought it under her chin and scooped up most of the first glob of my
cum.  Amazed I watched as she stuck her finger in her mouth and sucked my
seed off it.

   "Ummmm, you taste good Russell," she said with her finger still in her
mouth.

   I was too drained to say anything; I just leaned against the shower wall
and watched as she rinsed my spooge from her body then got out of the
shower.  It was some time after I'd heard the soft click of the door
shutting that I was able to clean off and get out myself.  I stumbled back
to my room with just a towel wrapped around me and collapsed face down on
my bed.  I didn't know if I had shut my bedroom door or not, nor did I
really care.

   I must have slept the afternoon away because as my eyes slowly opened I
noticed the light in my room was fading.  I glanced over and was relieved
to see that I had indeed shut my door.  I rolled onto my back and
immediately noticed the glow coming from Dad's old laptop.  Looking over I
saw Mom sitting at my desk staring at the screen.  At first I thought she
was naked, but as I looked a little harder I saw the red of her swimsuit.
The first thing to pop into my head was, she may as well be naked, her suit
didn't cover much anyway.  The second thing was, why was she in here with
me just wrapped in a towel?  Then I remembered the videos.

   Standing up I cinched the towel tighter and went over and stood behind
her.  She was so engrossed in watching the password cracker trying to
decipher the password she didn't know I was there.  I glanced at the screen
and saw that the cracker had uncovered four letters of the password.  In
the back of my mind a word popped up.  I suddenly realized what the
password was.  Dad's favorite fruit.

   "The password is tangerine Mom," I spoke softly.

   She damn near jumped out of the chair when she heard my voice.  "Shit
Russell, you scared the crap out of me!"

   "Sorry," I said placing my hands on her bare shoulders.  "Try
tangerine."

   She turned and looked at me briefly then turned back to the screen and
typed in the word.  Instantly the folder opened revealing two files, one
labeled MM2 the other labeled MM3; both of them were video files.  She let
out a tiny triumphant squeal then looked back at me again.  The same signal
passed between us; do we really want to watch, or should we close the
folder and walk away?

   "It's up to you Mom," I told her, gently rubbing the tops of her
shoulders.

   "I want to see what's on it, but I'll feel kinda weird watching it with
my son if it's the same thing as the other one."

   "Pretend I'm not here.  Besides we watched the other one together and it
wasn't too weird," I reminded her.

   "Oh okay, here goes nothing." She turned back to the screen and clicked
on the first file.

   This one started out showing Grandpa sitting on the bed leaning against
the headboard playing with his semi-erect penis.  The camera panned the
room after a few minutes and showed Grandma crawling up the foot of the bed
toward Grandpa.  She was completely naked and her tits swung under her as
she made her way forward.  When she was close enough she leaned down and
took Grandpa's cock into her mouth.  The camera moved until it showed a
close-up view of her upturned ass and the furry slit of her slick looking
pussy.  I could clearly see her inflamed clit poking through the tangle of
her bush.  My towel began to tent and I started rubbing Mom's shoulders a
little harder.  As we watched the camera went up and showed Grandpa's face.
He appeared to be saying something, but as before there was no audio.

   The bed seemed to wiggle along with the jerky motions of the camera. 
Whoever was holding it had climbed up behind Grandma and was now running a
hand over her smooth rump.  Several seconds later the hand slid between her
legs and cupped her cunt.  I felt Mom stiffen as we watched one finger slip
into Grandma's pussy.  Another followed that finger.  Grandma's hairy cunt
lips opened up as the fingers sank all the way in up to the knuckles.  When
the hand pulled back we could see her cream sticking to the fingers in a
thick coat.  Mom let out an involuntary moan.  My hands slid down a bit on
the front of Mom's chest and my towel was poking straight out in front.

   The fingers moved faster and faster in and out of Grandma's pussy.  Her
ass pushed back against the hand in ever increasing force.  Suddenly the
fingers withdrew from her wetness and the camera panned down and showed an
erect penis being held by sticky fingers.  Our eyes were glued to the
screen as we watched the head of the penis get closer and closer to
Grandma's cunt.  When it was close enough to touch her, the guy rubbed the
head up through her slit and separated the furry lips.  As if in slow
motion the penis began to disappear inside Grandma's wet hole.  Mom moaned
again, only loader this time.  I tore my eyes from the screen long enough
to look down.  Mom had moved the hand not holding the mouse between her
parted legs.  It was too dark to really see anything but that didn't stop
me from knowing that she was rubbing herself.  I slid my hands lower on her
chest, the tips of my fingers almost touching the two stiff points of her
nipples.  Just as the guys cock bottomed out I bent down and planted a soft
kiss on the side of Mom's neck.

   "Don't do that baby," she whispered.  Her protest sounded weak and her
voice had a tremor to it.

   The camera panned up to show Grandpa's face.  His eyes were closed and
his mouth was open as if breathing hard.  I could see the back of Grandma's
head as it bobbed up and down on his cock.  The lens slowly crawled down
over Grandma's back until it was showing the guy sawing gently in and out
of her cunt.  His cock was covered in slickness and each time his pelvis
bumped up against her it made her ass cheeks ripple.  Bravely I kissed
Mom's neck again.  This time she didn't protest, instead she pushed her
head gently back while keeping her eyes on the screen.

   "Oh God!" she hissed as my fingertips rolled over her stiff nipples. 
The hand in her lap seemed to be moving faster.

   So was the guy pumping Grandma.  Her ass was really jiggling as he
hammered her from behind.  Without sound it was hard to tell how load the
slapping of her ass was, but it wasn't hard to imagine.  I snuck my fingers
under Mom's top and pinched each stiff nipple with my fingertips.  Her
moans were long and load.  I pulled my fingers back and untied the string
around her neck.  The tiny triangles of red fabric fell downward exposing
her light brown nipples to my gaze.

   "No Russ, you mustn't.  It's wrong baby," she softly croaked, working
her hand between her legs faster and faster.

   Ignoring her feeble protest I stepped to the side of her that had the
hand holding the mouse.  With one of my hands tweaking her nipples, I used
the other one to remove the towel from around my waist.  I saw her eyes
leave the screen as if she were in a daze and look at my bobbing cock. 
Pre-cum oozed from me as I reached down and took her hand off the mouse and
brought it up to my dick.  As soon as her palm touched my shaft her fingers
curled around it and began a slow steady stroking along its length.  Both
our eyes went back to watching Grandma getting fucked.

   The faster the guy pumped into Grandma, the faster Mom stroked my cock.
With jerky motions we watched the guy pull his throbbing member out and lay
it in Grandma's ass crack.  A thick rope of cum shot out and landed halfway
up her back.  Several more followed but only managed to smear her butt and
tailbone with slime.  In the background we could see Grandpa's hand giving
a thumbs up.

   "OH GOD!!" Mom groaned as she began pumping her fist faster than ever on
my shaft.

   "UUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHH SHIT!!" I cried as cum spurted out all over Mom's
tits.

   Stunned we didn't say anything; we just stared into each other's eyes.
Trance-like I bent down and picked up the towel and as softly as I could I
wiped my dripping spunk from her chest, careful not to rub too hard against
her sensitive nipples.  When I finished there I cleaned the stuff off her
hand that had managed to dribble on it.  Calmly Mom stood, glanced down at
her exposed tits and then at my shrinking prick.  Without bothering to
cover herself she turned and went out the door.  Naked myself I went over
and looked out into the hallway.  I was just in time to see Grandma come
out of her room and stare wide-eyed as Mom went into hers.  Mom's door shut
and Grandma looked down the hall at me.  I could've sworn I saw her wink
just before she slipped back into her bedroom.  I closed my door and sat
down in front of the laptop, the urge to see what was on the other file
tugging at me.  Maybe it was because I'd just shot my load, or because I
was feeling pretty shitty for doing what I'd done to Mom, in any case I
just couldn't bring myself to open the file.  I shut down the laptop and
curled up in bed instead.

   The next morning I woke up famished, I hadn't eaten anything since lunch
the day before.  Throwing on an old pair of sweats and a faded green
t-shirt I went down to the kitchen.  My first reaction was one of
puzzlement.  It was only seven-thirty and there wasn't anyone around.  I
fixed myself a bowl of cereal and sat at the bar to eat it.  I was almost
done shoveling the cereal into my mouth when I felt a presence behind me.
Turning I saw Mom standing in the doorway holding a coffee cup.  She seemed
to be trying to make up her mind if she wanted to come in or not.  I
couldn't blame her if she didn't want to be near me.  Hell, I wouldn't
blame her if she told me to find another place to live for that matter. 
She made up her mind and came into the kitchen going straight to the coffee
pot.  With a fresh cup in hand she surprised me by coming over and sitting
on the other stool.

   Her first words to me were, "We need to talk."

   "I know," I replied staring into my bowl.  "But before we do, I really,
really want to say how sorry I am for what I did."

   "That's what I wanted to talk to you about.  What happened should never
have happened, but it did, and there's nothing we can do to change that
now. I think I'm just as much to blame as you.  We both got carried away,"
her voice cracking a little as she told me this.

   "Yeah we did, me a little more than you Mom," I said turning to look at
her.

   "It wasn't your fault Russ.  Shit, it wasn't either one of our faults.
Can we agree on that?" she whispered.

   "Agreed!  I think anyone would have gotten carried away, after-all,
those videos are pretty intense," I chuckled trying to lighten the mood.

   "That's one way to describe them," she laughed.

   "I could have said there're smoking hot.  It's not every day a guy gets
to watch his Grandmother getting banged," I blurted out.  The look in her
eyes made me think I'd gone too far.

   Instead of scolding me she just said, "That's something guys aren't
supposed to see."

   When she saw my face turn red she asked, "Is there something I should
know Russell?"

   "What do you mean?" I asked playing dumb.

   "It's obvious that Martha has a strong sex drive, and I've seen how she
flirts with you.  So what I want to know is, has she made a move on you?"

   "God Mom, she's my Grandmother!  Why would she hit on me?" I countered.

   "Yeah, you're right, forget I even asked." Her mouth said one thing, but
the questioning look in her eyes said another.

   "So we're good?" I asked.

   "Yes, we're good," she chuckled leaning over and giving me a hug.

   "By the way, I haven't seen either Grandma or Grandpa today.  Are they
even here?" I asked keeping my arms around her so I could feel her breasts
pressed into me longer.

   Pulling away from me she told me that they had left early this morning,
something to do with wanting to drive around and see the countryside.

   "So it's just me and you here?" I asked.

   "All day kiddo," she replied.

   "Do you want me to put some more tanning lotion on you today?" I asked
hopefully.

   She caught me off-guard by saying, "No sunbathing today, I think I'd
rather check out some more of those videos instead."

   Dumbfounded I just said, "Really?"

   "Of course.  Don't you want to see who Martha's doing?"

   "Yes, I am curious about that.  But...remember what happened?"

   "That's something I'll never forget Russell, but I think I know how to
prevent it from happening again," she said confidently.

   "How Mom?"

   "It's simple, you'll sit in the chair and I'll stand behind you."

   I had to admit, it was a simple solution to my wandering hands.  If she
were behind me I wouldn't be so prone to touch things I shouldn't be
touching.  I put my bowl in the sink and followed her out of the kitchen.
As I watched her walk I wondered if she ever slept in anything other than
the maroon gown she had on again.  I wasn't complaining; the way the smooth
fabric caressed her ass was a sight to behold.  That sight got better as I
followed closely behind her, the slits up the sides making it easy for her
to climb the stairs.  The lack of panty lines also had me wondering.  We
went straight to my room and as promised she stood behind my chair and
waited for me to sit.

   Again I had to put in the password to open the folder.  I clicked on the
file labeled MM3.  The video opened up with a close-up of a guys dick
buried into a hairy pussy.  Slowly the view widened until we could see
Grandma sitting on Grandpa's lap with her legs spread to the sides of his.
Her clit was stiff and erect and poking through the tangle of hair as she
rose and fell on Grandpa's cock.  It was clear to see that he wasn't
completely hard, his dick kept bending as she came down on it.  The quality
of this video was a little better than the other ones, leading me to think
they'd gotten a new camera.  Another surprising twist was this video also
had sound.

   "Pinch my tits Pa," we heard Grandma say.

   Hands came around up under her armpits and fingers began to squeeze her
brown stiff nipples.  She started moaning and bucking a little faster on
the imbedded cock up her pussy.  Gradually the cock began to swell and grow
stiffer.  Whoever was holding the camera could be heard moaning as he moved
back to get more close-up shots of Grandma's cunt sliding up and down on
the cock.

   "Yeah girl that's it, just a little more," Grandpa groaned.

   Just as he finished saying that we saw his dick throb and white streams
of cum flowed from her cunt around the shaft of his penis.  The camera
retreated so we could see both of them.  Grandma slowly stood letting the
flaccid penis fall from her hole followed by thick globs of cum that fell
onto Grandpa's lap.  She had a smile on her face as she looked directly
into the camera.

   Grandpa gave a thumbs up gesture and said, "That's how it's done Champ."


   The video ended there leaving me seriously disappointed and highly
aroused at the same time.  I could sense Mom's disappointment as she
shifted from one foot to the other behind me.  I turned to look at her just
as her fingers were leaving her breasts.  She had a glazed look in her
eyes.

   "That's what Gramps calls me," I said, staring right at her hardened
nipples as they poked the front of her gown.

   "That's what he calls everybody sweetie," she replied, seemingly unaware
of my lingering stare.

   "That was way too quick," I remarked, reluctantly turning back around to
face the screen.

   "I agree.  At least now we know why Martha needs to have a spare dick
around," she snickered.

   "I wasn't referring to how fast Gramps popped Mom," I chuckled.

   "Oh.  Okay," she snickered some more.

   "Mom, why does Dad have these on his laptop anyway?" I asked.

   "I have no idea Russ.  Maybe I'll ask him when he gets home.  But until
then see if the password works on any of the other folders," she told me.

   The next folder in line opened just as easy as the last ones.  Dad
really should've switched passwords I thought.  There was only one file in
this folder.  It was labeled MM4.  This one started with Grandma and
Grandpa walking toward what looked like a small pond.  They were both as
naked as a jaybird.  He had a wicker basket in one hand and his other hand
was cupping her bare butt.  She had a blanket in one hand and her other
hand was lost from view since it was in front of Grandpa.  The angle of her
arm suggested she had a hold on his cock, but I wasn't sure.  The quality
was about the same as the last one.

   Along the banks of the pond were large patches of grass.  They spread
out the blanket and settled down on their butts.  The camera guy sat on her
left facing them while Gramps sat on her right.  As if some sort of signal
had been passed, Grandpa and the camera guy stretched out right next to
Grandma.  She reached over and took both theirs cocks in her hands then
began to masturbate them.  Grandpa was slow to rise but the other guy was
hard as a rock in no time.  We could see the strain in the guy's abdomen as
he tried to film and hold his head up at the same time.  A couple of
minutes of Grandma pumping their cocks brought Grandpa to an abrupt climax.
His spunk squirted out just enough to coat her hand and make a gooey mess.
Letting his shrinking dick go, she moved her messy hand to the other guy's
cock and smeared it with Grandpa's cream.  After she had it covered in
spunk she used both hands and really began to pump.  Grandpa propped
himself up on his elbows enough to watch.

   "That's it ma, make him shoot a big one," he said smiling hugely.

   "OHHH SHITTTT!" the guy cried, the camera wobbling erratically as his
sperm shot up in the air and came back down to land on his stomach and
Grandma's hand.

   "Oh my, look what I've gone and done.  I got you all messy.  Here, let
me clean that off you," Grandma cooed, then leaned over and stuck his dick
in her mouth.

   I don't know how long ago Mom had placed her hands on my shoulders, but
when the guy's cock erupted I felt her nails dig into me.  It was a little
painful but I was too engrossed in watching Grandma lick the spunk off the
guy to care.  She spent several minutes cleaning the guy and her messy
hands before sitting back up with a satisfied smile on her face.

   "All better baby?" she asked smugly.

   "Uh huh," the guy replied right before the video ended.

   "Holy shit," I whispered reaching up to place my hands over Mom's.  They
were trembling.

   "You can say that again," I heard her whisper back.

   "Are you okay Mom, your hands are shaking?" I asked, turning my head so
I could see her out of the corner of my eye.

   "Yeah, just got a cramp in my leg is all," she obviously lied.  I could
see her nostrils flare as she tried to slow her breathing down.

   "Why don't you sit?  I'll stand for a while," I told her.

   Gently laughing she said, "Nothing doing, we both know what happens when
you're behind me don't we."

   "Yeah, we do.  You could sit on my leg if you want to though.  But you
better behave yourself," I chuckled heartily.

   "I'll try smarty-pants," she laughed.

   Before I could react to her accepting my offer she came around, slid
between my knees and plopped her butt down on the thigh of my left leg. 
She was leaning away slightly until I brought my free arm around her waist.
With my hand resting on her hip she leaned inward until she was snuggled up
against me.  She let her outside arm hang by her side with her hand in her
lap and put her other arm around my shoulders.  I could smell her shampoo,
and if I turned my face too far toward her, my mouth would almost be on her
right tit.  My cock lurched in my sweats.  Apparently she felt it move.

   "You just make sure you behave yourself too," she said sternly, taking a
brief glance down at me before shifting her eyes back to the screen.

   The next folder had two files labeled MM5 and MM6.  The first one was a
short clip of the camera guy being sucked off while Grandpa jacked off in
the background.  It didn't have too much effect on either of us.  The
second one however had Mom squirming on my lap, and my cock crawling down
my pants leg right under her ass.  If she noticed the head of my cock
burrowing under her, she didn't let on that she had.

   Grandma was on the bed on her back, her ass almost hanging over the foot
of it.  Grandpa held her legs straight up in the air by her ankles and was
pumping rapidly into her cunt.  The angle being shot from put the camera
above Grandma's head, and when it panned down we saw her holding the guy's
cock and greedily slurping on the head of it.  I groaned aloud and Mom
shifted on my leg.  Her shifting allowed more of my growing cock to sneak
up under her soft cheek.  I tightened my grip on her hip and let the hand
holding the mouse fall onto the top of one of her thigh.  The smooth fabric
felt cool to the touch.

   "Russ?" Mom whispered keeping her eyes on the screen.  I didn't say
anything, nor did I move my hand.

   "You like that ma?  You like it when I ram it to ya?" Grandpa was
asking.

   "Oh God yes.  Ram me, ram me hard you bastard," Grandma squealed.

   That's exactly what he did.  The camera caught her tits slamming up and
down on her chest as Grandpa increased the force of his thrusts.  Faster
and faster he plowed into her until she no longer could keep the camera
guys dick in her mouth.  She stared up into the lens with her mouth wide
open and her nostrils flaring.

   "OH YEESSSS," she sighed loudly as her body went rigid.  The camera
panned over to catch Grandpa huffing and puffing, still ramming himself
into her as hard as he could.  His face turned beet red and he slammed his
pelvis forward and stood still.

   "FUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKK YEAH!" he hollered emptying his load into her.

   Grandpa stood there holding her ankles for a minute before looking up
and smiling for the camera.

   "Your turn Champ," he said moving back and letting Grandma's feet fall
to rest on the edge of the bed.

   Movements of the camera showed the guy climb off the bed and walk around
until he was filming directly in between her legs.  The hair on Grandma's
pussy was matted and slick looking.  Cum could be seen leaking from her
cunt.  She opened her legs wider and the camera panned down to show the guy
guiding his dick to her opening.  He ran the tip of it through her slit
getting a wad of Grandpa's cum on the head of it.

   "Spank me first.  Slap my clit with that meat, you know how I like it,"
Grandma pleaded.

   Hearing that reminded me of how she'd told me to do the same thing.  My
cock expanded to its full length, actually lifting Mom a millimeter or two.
She moaned softly and shifted to the point that the head of my cock was
pushing against the swell of her outer lips through her gown.  I looked
down and saw the hand in her lap press into the junction below her mound.
The guy on the screen was smacking his cockhead repeatedly against
Grandma's soggy clit.  I slid the hand I had on Mom's thigh into the slit
in her gown and touched bare skin.  Softly I began to run that hand up and
down her thigh.

   The guy on the screen stopped beating Grandma's clit and lined up his
cock with her opening.  Cum oozed out around his dick as he pushed his meat
into her pussy.  He stopped pushing it in when half of it buried itself
inside her.  When he pulled back, more cum oozed out.  Mom moaned louder
and I slid my hand higher on her upper thigh.  The fingers on Mom's hand
pressed deeper into the junction below her mound and began to rotate in
slow circles.  I turned my face toward her and captured her cloth-covered
nipple in my mouth.

   "Russ baby...OH SHIT!" she cried, opening her legs enough for my fingers
to reach her pussy.

   I clamped down on her nipple as she stared at the screen.  The guy was
starting to pound into Grandma.  My index finger found Mom's soaking slit
and forced its way into her tunnel.  She arched her back and pressed down
with her butt onto my aching cock.  My finger slid all the way in.  Faster
and faster I pumped my finger into her, as she pushed her nipple harder
against my mouth.  I couldn't hold it; I shot my load into my sweats.  Just
as my seed spilled into my pants Mom screamed out her own orgasm.

   "RUSSELLLLL!!"

   The guy on the screen cut loose at the same time.  "I'M COMMMIIINNNGGGGG
MOMMMM!"

   Mom and I froze, my finger still sunk deep in her wet cunt.  We stared
at the screen as the camera fell from the guy's hand and rolled off Grandma
onto the bed.  It landed with the lens showing the far wall of the bedroom.
Grandpa must have picked it up because the next thing we saw was Grandma
lying on the bed with a guy sprawled on top of her.  His face was turned
away from the camera and we could see they were both breathing heavily. 
Grandma turned her head to the side and stared into the lens, a satiated
look on her face.  She put one hand on the guys back and rubbed him up and
down.

   "Lordy son, that was the best one yet," she chirped.  The video ended.

   "What the fuck!" Mom screamed, jumping up ripping my mouth off her tit
and yanking my finger from her smooth hairless pussy.

   Mom fled out the door screaming, "That son-of-a-bitch!" over and over. I
brought my finger up to my mouth and tasted my Mother for the first time.



   to be continued....
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