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Grandma's Story
By J Bellamy

Chapter Five - The Bridge Group

(Reprise of the preceding chapters:

      Isabel raised her grandson Jeff through his teen years after his
parents died in a plane crash.  Now that he is an awkward, naïve, 23
year-old college student, there open and frank discussions about
sexuality have lead to the surprising fact of their becoming lovers.
Isabel, after a personal struggle has concluded that it will be better
for Jeff's sexual development if she helps him by providing some
training and experience by personally being his lover.  Their loving
relationship has survived the first occasions and their conversations
explore subjects which Jeff brings home from his graduate level course
#547 - Human Sexuality.  Chapter Four brought them to explore the
strangeness of golded showers in a limited way)


Chapter Five

It was Tuesday Afternoon and the drive was full of cars.  "Ooops, Gram's
got her bridge club today," Jeff muttered to himself driving up to the
house.  He actually liked Isabel's friends as it turned out and they
seemed to enjoy teasing him and flirting with him.  They had a great
pleasure in making sexy comments with a big wink at his youthful
nervousness.  Sometimes he didn't know how to handle there sexual
allusions, but mostly he just played along as the superannuated teenage
"aw shucks" image.  They were three  attractive older women, four
including his grandma Isabel, who was the most beautiful of all.
Besides, they were of the old fashioned school and tended to dress well
and most importantly dressed like women,  ---- real women!  Jeff liked
that.

"There's our handsome sex symbol, girls, hheeeeeerrrrrreeee's JEFFIE,"
it was Ellen, gorgeous slim Ellen.  She kept her fifty some body in
terrific shape, working out, dieting, rollerblading, dieting, working
out, etc.   The rest of the time she spent talking.  She was really very
witty and one of the more aggressive in making sexy remarks to him.

All of the "girls" made a big fuss over them and he circled the table
giving each a hug  in turn.   "Hi Gram, my class was cancelled, hope I'm
not in the way."   Isabel just smiled and returned his hug.  She
couldn't get a word in edgewise, anyway.  He glimpsed her golden nyloned
legs where her skirt was hiked half way up her thighs.  "Lovely," he
thought!  She held the hug possessively against the  side of her breast
while their banter continued.

"In the way, listen to handsome, in the way?  Hey sweetheart, it is
about time we had some masculinity around here.  We may make you do the
Chippendales bit later!!!"  This was from Millie, a little on the brassy
side, also a little bit overweight, but it came off well on her.  Her
large breasts suited her body and she looked nicely rounded, instead of
chubby.  Jeff thought he felt a hint of tongue as he bent to taste her
bright red lipstick and enjoyed a peak down the inviting cleavage to the
firm support of a white bra. "Probably a Maidenform Cross your Heart, "
he thought.

"Now Millie, that is the best, and maybe only good idea I have ever
heard you utter!  How about it girls anyone got a dollar to stuff in
gorgeous Jeffie's briefs?"
This was Jan, the pretty brunette with lots of steel gray mixed in with
darker strands.  She was stunning, with a lovely dark complexion, pearly
white teeth and a great smile always evident.
"Alright, alright, you guys are always promising to keep me from my
studies but you always chicken out at the last minute!   Who wants to go
to the homecoming dance with me?"  All four hands went up and he laughed
loudly.  "now that would be something, I'd be famous and the most envied
guy in the school!"  It was fun returning their banter and he was a lot
more comfortable with these familiar older women than he could ever be
with girls his own age.  "Funny about that", he thought to himself.

"Come on, jeff,  play with us!" Ellen wheedled.  "Come on, Jeff, we need
a man, so bad in this foursome!" she grinned.  The double meaning was
joking, but there was a certain edge to it which he didn't miss.

Ellen's breasts were medium sized and looked large against her lithe
slim frame.  She had been overweight once some years ago and now was
watchful of any extra calories.  He always noticed her nipples standing
out through most things she wore, sweaters especially as she was dressed
today.  Her breasts were perfect halves of a large orange with nipples
perfectly mounted and that lovely curve under an older woman's breast,
one of the most beautiful natural curves in nature.  Far surpassing the
golden gate bridge he found himself thinking.  Ellen smiled at the
attention he was giving her breasts and he quickly looked away when he
knew he had been caught.

"Sorry, I'm off to study, girls, I'd love to play, but you know how it
is." He assured them and headed for the couch in the family room,
listening to their continuing complimentary comments following him down
the hall.

He was lying on the floor when Ellen came down the hall a few minutes
later.  "I'm dummy" she explained, standing over him.  She stood quite
close, craning her neck to see what he was reading.  "Psychology,  eh?
Always like that in school"  She stood quite close and Jeff rolled on
his back.  He could see up the long sleek nylon covered columns of her
legs.  His view ended in a darkness about half way up her thighs.  She
looked alluring and somehow he sensed the warmth that would be there if
he could just put his hand there to test it.  In his mind he thought
over the softness, the scent, the warmth that would combine into pure
emotion there.  She didn't move away from his staring.

She was carrying a shopping bag.  "I want to show you some treasures
from my shopping, I need a man's viewpoint," she leered.  She knelt
beside him and reached into the bag.  "This won't embarrass you will it,
Jeff?  I bought myself some treats at Victoria's Secret today!!!  Look
at these,   what do you think?  Am I ready to go to the Ball or not?"

She held a pair of silken panties our to him, trailing them against her
legs like a jeweler showing a diamond bracelet, always against an
attractive piece of velvet or something  -- in this case these nice tan
thighs.  "Aren't they silky?  Here, feel."
She guided his hand to the crotch where she ran her finger along to
demonstrate the lacy white garment with a few inter twined roses
scattered across them.  "And look, a matching push up bra?" She held it
against her breasts for the effect and smiled at him again.

"Uhhhh,   yeah, very nice Ell, very nice!' he choked out as he felt his
cock rising in his pants at the sight of the undies and the thought of
them on Ellen.

"And look at this!"  She offered a longer garment with bra cups at the
top and garters trailing down her legs at the bottom. "what do you think
of this?  She stood as if modeling it, pressing the garter snap in place
on her thigh.

"Come on, Dummy, we're ready to play in here! "Came the command from the
other room.

She scooped the goodies up and into the bag, leaving it behind next to
him.  He caught a glimpse, a long one he thought, up her thighs all the
way to white panties covered with sheer pantyhose unencumbered with a
cotton crotch, just the seam running up the center, pulling the panties
into the split between her thighs.  Ellen squatted in that position,
opening her thighs a little more for him to gaze enchanted up her skirt
to the chapel he mightily wanted to explore!  His hard on strained
against his pants.  She put her hand on his chest pressing against him
as she stood up.  "See you later, Sweetie.   Glad you liked my
lingerie!" again he thought it might be a double meaning.

He moaned and rolled over on his stomach, groaning slightly at the
growing pain in his balls from all this teasing.

Still later, his grandma came in.  Isabel is one of those beautiful
women who is lucky and gets more attractive well  into their fifties.
The combination of a good, now softening shape, good posture and
impeccable grooming keep them attracting the stares and admiration of
men of all ages and perhaps especially of young men like Jeff.

Isabel had an impish expression and he knew that something was up.  "I'm
dummy" she too explained her absence from the game.  She assumed the
position that Ellen had just used when she left him.  Jeff found himself
staring sideways along Gram's opulent legs, the good quality nylon's
glistening and her gleaming white panties at the end of the long path to
heaven grabbing his eyes.  Her nylons were real nylon ending two thirds
of the way up her thighs.  He knew she wore them these days because he
liked the old fashioned nylons so much when he caught a glimpse.

She said in a conspiratorial tone, "How would you feel about shocking
the girls by taking them up on the invitation to do a Chippendales
imitation?  They are all old friends, so maybe you wouldn't feel too
shy?  It would make it the most memorable bridge game on record!"

"Oh, I don't know!   Wow, I've never done anything like that.  I can't
dance" he felt the red rise along his neck and into his face.  He'd have
sat up in shock if he didn't love the view up Isabel's thighs so much.

"Well, it would be fun ....... Come on, it's all among friends, Jeff.
Think about your poker party and my scandalous behavior!!!"  she said
mockingly.

"Yeah, but you're gorgeous, Gram.  Look at me."

Sweetheart, you are beautiful to our eyes.  Your gorgeous young male
body and your lovely hardness bulging in your pants.  You really turn
their heads!"  And then to clinch it, she said, " I bought you something
that would make a good Chippendale costume!" she whispered the last in
his ear.  Her breath in her ear was always a terrible turn on.  "What do
you say?"

"OK, Gram, if you think it's OK, I guess it's OK with me.   Where is the
costume?'

"It's in a little bag on your bed."

He found the bag and took out the smallest g-string he had ever seen.
It didn't look big enough.  He stripped and pulled the shiny black band
securely up around his balls.  He had such an erection he had a hard
time subduing it and getting it packed inside the pouch of the garment.
He had to sit down and try to relax so that it got flexible enough to
fit.  He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled that he was just
liable to be a smash.  After all, it was kind of like a swimsuit, except
for the way it split the crease of his ass, of course.

In the closet, he found a black bow tie left over from a wedding
dress-up event and snapped it in place around his neck to finish off the
costume.

Jeff appeared with one bare leg stuck out around the wall and yelled
"yoohoo, girls!"  The catcalls began.  Isabel turned up the music with a
decided beat and he danced into view.  The cards were all thrown in and
the chairs pushed back.   The girls were like one of those audiences you
see on TV all eyes and shouts.

After a few bumps and grinds, he headed back for shelter, but they
wouldn't have it.

"Wait a minute, you have to come to the edge of the stage for your tips,
Jeff." Ellen shouted, "I've been to one of these shows!"  She started
clapping her hands rhythmically while the others got out there purses
and searched for bills.

"Tens are OK, girls and no change given!!" he laughed.
He began making the rounds, first to Ellen, who hiked up her skirt  over
her lovely nyloned thighs and spread her legs so he could walk up to
her.  He noticed her perfume wafting up from the heat of her body.  Jeff
did a bump and grind in front of her popping eyes which stayed hungrily
on his full pouch, then reached to slowly tuck a bill down the front of
him.  He felt her nails scrap along the top of his cock as she pushed
all of it in to the pouch, leaving only a quarter inch sticking out.
"Ellen, you'll be jailed for child abuse," Millie shouted " if you go
any further."

Jan chimed in, "yes Ellen leave some for us!"  Jeff approached her.  She
was a little more modest or else it was a tighter skirt.  She turned to
the side and pulled him close by the band of his shorts.  "come to me,
big guy!  I    llllloooove it"  Her warm hand went in deeply too,
carrying a 5$ bill with it and lingering in the curly hair above his
prick, then tickling him just at the base of it for good measure.
Jeff's leg was pressed tightly against her soft thigh and her dress so
silky to his touch was very sexy.  She hugged him close and his cock
felt her lovely breasts in the firm bra holding their softness so
elegantly prominent.

The music swelled to enhance his grind as he walked around the table,
showing them the cheeks of his ass to their shouts of encouragement.  He
bent at the waist, mooning them.  This brought their laughing gales of
bravos.  He slipped the center strap out and to the side, teasing them
with the fullness of the crack of his ass.  They were almost exhausted
with laughing and cheering by now.

He moved on to receive his tip from Millie, good old ample Millie.
Millie had an aggressive approach, slipping her bill up from the side of
his shorts, touching his balls on the way to fondling his cock lightly.
It was rock hard by now.  Millie pressed a big kiss on his navel and
started south to the mocking pleasure of the others.  She stopped just
in time and pressed him instead to her full breasts in a bear hug.
Jeff's dye's must have bulged a little because the girls shouted "Hey,
I think he likes that Millie, better back off!"  Millie wasn't through
yet, though, pulling onto her lap, hiking up her skirt before him.  Jeff
sighed with pleasure at the nylon thighs against his.  He squirmed
closer and pressed her head against his chest triumphantly.  She gently
nibbled his nipple, sending a sharp shiver to his spine.

That left Isabel.  What to do, here he wondered?  It was Gram, you
know.  But Isabel gently tugged him her way and demurely tucked her bill
into the side band of his shorts and pulled him down to give her a kiss
on her bright red lips.  "Thanks,  honey, you were great!  What a finale
for our game"

"Best yet," the others joined in.  "Do you rent the act out Isabel?"
asked Ellen, her face a little flushed and her nipples definitely
spiking against her blouse.

Jeff headed upstairs as they said their goodbyes.  He had a terry robe
on when he came back down to join Isabel picking up the table.  "Oh, I
was afraid you were going to forget to give your old Grandma a show
too!"

"I'd never leave you out, Gram!" and he dropped the robe and resumed his
dance for her.  She sat on a soft hassock looking beautiful, her nyloned
knees gleaming and slightly parted. As he approached she opened them
wider and pulled her skirt high enough for the tops to show and for him
to read the Christian Dior labels across the dark tops above the narrow
little light colored stripes banding her thighs.  Jeff thought it was a
marvelous sight, just glimpsing the tight pouting sex of her pubic bones
under the white panties.

"Wow, Gram you look beautiful. .......... Just beautiful.   " he stopped
dancing and just looked at her.  She clapped her hands for more of a
dance.  He obliged by moving between her legs and doing a bump in her
direction, his now engorged cock aching in the constraint of his cup.
She reached out and kissed him on the prominent bulge, then slipped her
finger under the band and down between his legs, teasing his scrotum
with her finger nail.

She pulled him closer clamping him against her lovely breasts.  Some how
she had found time to sneak away and slip out of her bra, so the soft
resilience of her breasts against his urgently hard cock was delicious.
His young body contrasting it's hardness to her mature soft but firm and
opulent feeling body.  She kept his cock cradled between her breasts,
reaching to loose the buttons and let him glide deep in the valley
between her twin peaks with their double curves one graceful soft one of
her slightly pendulous breast and the other a more insistent small curve
of her aureole highlighting the jutting long nipples so proudly ready
for him  to suckle.  Jeff thought he would like to suckle on them all
night long and still not have enough.  "Umm you feel so good there
between my tits, honey, so hot and hard.  Is that cup making you ache to
get free?"  she slipped it down letting his rampant cock spring to
attention straight in front of him and pointing now directly at Isabel's
lips.

She took his cock into her warm mouth, stopping to hold just the head of
it and suck on it, like a nice dark red Tootsie Pop.  Her mouth produced
a pool of saliva which =bathed him in warmth contrasting to the length
of the shaft still in the coolness of the room.  She lifted the
heaviness of his balls and he thought he would go right through the
ceiling with excitement.  Isabel kept him like that, enjoying the taste
of him and the velvet like smoothness of his cock head, feeling it all
around with her mouth.

Jeff's hands found her breasts and lifted them.  "squeeze them,
sweetheart, go ahead, squeeze them,   that's it ..... a little harder
..... ah .....yes....."  then she turned again to play with his cock
with her tongue, this time, carefully slipping it's proud length all the
way into her mouth.  She choked a little, but then adjusted  and made
way for it to slip into her throat as if it were her cunt.  Jeff's hand
reach to her hair to pull her to him and to keep his cock deep in her
throat.  Isabel moved her head slightly to twirl around his lovely
hardness - fresh young hardness,  steely hardness and firmness.  She
didn't want him to cum yet, so she carefully released him and pressed
his cock between her tits for a few moments of luxury, spreading the
wetness from his cock onto her chest.

"That was lovely of you Jeff,. To give those old girls a show!   They
love you and they loved the show.  Thanks!   And ...... now, maybe I
should give you a show?

"YES, "he exulted slipping into a chair and gazing at her nylons held
taut by her garter snaps and her panties made taut by the pouting lips
of her full pussy.  She smiled at his interest, and getting to her feet
she danced lightly before him to the music.  She lifted her skirt to
show her stocking tops and the elastic garter reaching to hold them up,
then higher until the lacy whiteness of her panties came into view.
They were not bikinis, but sort of mid sized, hip huggers he thought
they were called.  "perfect name",  he thought, smiling at the patch of
hair just visible under the sheerness of her panties.  The band of his
costume was stretched under his balls holding them out at an angle under
his cock  which felt like the whole area was about to explode.

Isabel, slipped off her skirt and laid it aside.  She slipped her half
slip down in time to the music and turned to show him her full but
pleasantly curving ass, swaying seductively in time to the music.  He
watched the way the panties clung so snuggly to their cargo, revealing
the crease between her buns through their sheerness.  Isabel slipped
them slowly down the swelling curve of her hips turning around to show
all her complicated curves, her hairy patch of a triangle, now showing a
little graying was still very attractive to Jeff who loved it's covering
of her secret warm loving tunnel.  They were down to a straight line
across just below the vee that defined her pussy and Isabel stopped for
the effect, tilting her head and slanting her hips to show off to him,
then slipped them down her thighs and to the floor.

Jeff noted that she had put her panties on over the garter belt so she
could take them off and leave her stockings in place to please him.  It
made him feel important and loved.  Nude now except for her nylons and
heels she came in front of him.  He slipped one of the bills from his
pouch into the waistband of her garterbelt and she wriggled her hips as
a thank you.

Jeff's hands took the pleasure full stroll up her nylons to her pussy
and parted her legs.  He kissed the graying hair at her apex, drinking
in the combined scent of her now moistening pussy and her perfume.  It
was an intoxicating effect.  As his tongue pressed into the top of her
slit, Isabel wobbled a bit, the shiver coursing up from her pussy along
her spine and signaling to her nipples took her breath away.  Jeff
steadied her by holding her thighs there were the dark bands of her
stocking emphasized the whiteness of her skin.  With one hand on his
head, she spread one leg out raising it and letting him have more access
to her femaleness.

Jeff sucked her clitoris into his lips and ran his tongue down the magic
of the crease between her rather large labia.  They were the labia of a
mature woman, long and full, rich with texture, seeming to open in a
particularly welcoming gesture when aroused that younger women's lips
don't share.  Each has it's own charm of course, but at the moment, Jeff
thought these were the loveliness in the world.  They were wet with her
juices.  They were there holding the loveliness of her scent open to
him, inviting him to linger, to suckle, to lick, to taste.

Jeff ........ I ....neeeed you .... Dear.  Please make love to me. ....
Please .....now, make love to me hard and deep."  She moved to the
chaise in the corner and he looked at her nakedness, looked at her
openness for him, she spread her legs, touched the peak of the slit
between her legs and held out her hand to him.  As he approached, she
spread further, allowing him the sight of her welcomingly open entry,
pink, dark, gleaming wet and waiting ..........

Jeff knelt between her legs and kissed her pussy folds deeply.  She
caught her breath.  ''Hurry, dear, I'm ready now...... Eagerly, now he
leaned over her.  Isabel guided his cock to the entry with her hand as
she guided his lips down to her nipples.  As she pulled his cock into
her cunt, she could feel him suckle her left nipple.  His cock slipped
sweetly into her pussy, it's entire length finding the warmth of her
wetness, tightly cradled by her muscles fondling his long cock.

He lay there sucking on first one breast and then the other, squeezing
them together for their shared kiss with a nipple between their lips.
The taste of her bright lipstick was like the cherry on an ice cream
sundae, just a nice enhancement.  "Hold them tight, dear, they're
yours.  Squeeze gram's boobs, sweetheart........harder
darling,.....that's it, ........that's it ......yes .....press,
squeezed, harder, harder, honey...... yessss.  Her hips met his thrust,
forcing him in to the hilt.  Their fucking was good, hard, firm
thrusting and fondling each other on every surface that one or the other
could reach.   Jeff clutched her to him and began an urgent thrusting,
his balls slapping against her ass loudly as he pulled nearly out then
slammed himself again deep into her striving pussy, deep into the depths
of her pussy he slammed his cock, now tense and tight in it's urgency.
His balls felt full and striving too and she rose to grasp him, grasped
his cock to pull his cream out of him, to milk lhim into her waiting
pussy.  She felt him surge, he felt the juices firing up the shaft of
his cock propelled by his tense balls straining to fill her with his
youthful jism splashing against the walls and folds of her cunt.

Isabel called into his ear gently but with urgency.  "That's it Jeff,
give it to me, I want it all, slam it into me.  Come on, shove that big
thing into me!  Cum For me dear, cum into me, fill me.  Ohhh,
yess....yesss, yesss, there, that feels wonderful.  Yes, fill me with
your wonderful cum, sweetheart.  She orgasmed violently just before she
felt his urgency shooting out of his cock and into her waiting cunt.
She squeezed the juices around his waning hardness, loving the feel of
it's slippery hotness.  She felt it slipping out of her, down her now
widely spread cheeks.  She rocked him tenderly in her arms, his lips
still pulling gently at her nipple.

END OF CHAPTER FIVD
Grandma's Story
By Jbellamy

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