My name is Tim. I am not, nor have I ever been, married. I have never wanted to be married. I know and have known some very special women. They have shown me that there are a large number of women who, through no fault of their own, are stuck in a loveless or at least a sexless life and that they are expected to endure it because of their ages or 'position' in life. Quite a few of them do something about it when the right opportunity arises.
I consider myself to be one of the most fortunate of people on this planet. I was gifted with a six foot tall body, strong, healthy, and "un-ugly." I am also blessed with a 10 inch long, 6 inch girth penis and the stamina and constitution of an Ox to use it. I am well aware that size isn't everything, but, you can learn the rest of the requirements! I am addicted to females, I am besotted with breasts, and vaginas' and I hope that never fades away. There are of course exceptions, but considering the size of the female population, I am happy with the remainder.
I have led a very comfortable lifestyle filled with sex, lust, and love. All of this provided by a lady I have always thought of as 'Granny'. I may be shallow but I'm incredibly happy! This is My Story:
I am lucky to have an almost photographic memory, if I've seen it I can nearly always recall it, no matter how long ago it happened. Unfortunately my recall for conversations is no-where near as good so although the events I describe are certainly accurate, I have had to fill in some blanks in my memory of conversations with what I believe is a fair approximation of what was said.
Date: February 1965
When I was 19 I moved in with Granny, she wasn't my Granny, but she quite liked being called Granny. She did say that she had a granddaughter somewhere whom she never saw and although I knew that her granddaughter was not a nice person, (her words,) I never found out why. Her own daughter and son-in law were rarely ever mentioned, a really close-knit family they were not, and it was easy to see that it saddened her.
My grandparents were dead, dad drove long haul trucks all over Europe and one day when I was 19, he took a truck and the next-door neighbour and we never saw or heard of them again except to learn that the truck, which had been loaded with scotch destined for Russia, was found in a German forest minus its' load. (She merely moved her boyfriend in, so I suppose dad had done her a favour,) and my 21 year old sister went into the armed forces.
So my mother had to work. Even though I called them mother and sister they weren't my own blood as I had been adopted. My real mother had been a single mother who had put me up for adoption. My adoptive mother had a bad time giving birth to her daughter and was totally unable to have any more children. She had always wanted two children so she and 'dad' opted for adoption and were successful.
Before her marriage she had been a nurse and that helped her to get jobs as a nanny for the children of wealthy families, but that meant living, and if required, travelling, with the families which meant that I had to find a room somewhere else, not an easy thing to do if you wanted somewhere clean to rent.
Granny had actually advertised for a live-in companion, but, in desperation to find somewhere to live, I answered the ad' and found the address to be that of a large house in very large grounds on the edge of the city, almost completely surrounded by fields and woods. She was about sixty years old, 5'8" tall, shapely, lovely legs and very well groomed.
She looked at me for a while then asked me in for coffee and a chat during which I must have passed some sort of test as she eventually said that she had obviously meant a female companion, but what the hell, I would be company so why not a lodger? So there I was. She told me that her husband had died when he crashed his 'plane on landing and had been dead for nearly three years and she now felt lonely. He'd been 'something big in oil' and had at least left her well provided for.
I worked in a large hardware store, but I was home every evening and got Sunday and Monday off. I would never get rich but I wouldn't starve and I did the house and gardens maintenance, which kept me occupied, and it pleased Granny that I took an interest. Mind you, that was quite a lot of work, as I said; it was a very big house in large grounds.
I sent my address to my mother and she did visit when she had holiday time. Thankfully, mother and Granny seemed to get on well, so much so that she offered her a room whenever she wanted to visit me.
One evening, about 4 months after I started living there, I was sitting reading when Granny came and sat in the armchair opposite me, I couldn't help seeing that she was wearing absolutely nothing under her loose shorts. I had noticed over the last two or three weeks that she was wearing looser and more revealing clothing, and assumed it was because of the warmer weather as summer was approaching.
Three cheers for warm weather, it was a pleasant sight, as the year progressed, to see the layers slowly come off, revealing a shapely body, nice legs and soft bouncy breasts under her T-shirt. She used to exercise each day for an hour and swam regularly in her pool so was in pretty good shape.
By the time she'd finished hitching around 'getting comfortable'; my cock was stiffer than a broomstick. She had given me a real hard-on and I guessed, hoped, that she had given me that display deliberately to see if it had an effect. It did! She had really turned me on, not a difficult thing to do when you're my age, don't have any girl friends because you're very shy and haven't got much money.
As I remember it, the conversation went something like this;
"How long have you been here now Tim?" asked Granny as she lifted a leg to scratch her foot.
Oh how my swollen cock pulses. "Urrg, umph, four months."
"Do you like living here, so far from the centre of town?"
"Very much so, I enjoy the peace and quiet and I'm not tempted to spend what little money I have."
"Don't you have any friends you wish to see?"
From the way she said 'friends' I knew she meant girls. "No I don't, I hardly know any."
"You won't meet many sitting here every night."
"As I remember it, you were looking for a companion. Don't you like my company?"
"Oh I like it very much and it's beginning to tell. Have you had any sexual experiences with girls Tim?"
"No"
"Perhaps we should change that, at your age you really ought to know the basics, I think you would like that." Then, "Why are you staring Tim, did I offend you?"
"I just wondered where this conversation is going, that's all."
"OK, I'll show you, will you be honest with me?"
She looked at me intently then she looked down at her shorts. I was certain she knew exactly what I had been looking at.
"Of course I will."
"You like my shorts?"
"Very much, yes"
"What did you like about them?"
Truth time, I thought.
"I liked the fact that they are loose enough for me to see you're not wearing anything under them."
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, could hear it in my ears. I could also feel my face flushing.
To my surprise, Granny stood up and removed her shorts.
"Does that improve the view?"
I sat there staring at her smooth, hairless, mound. I could see her labial lips, I could see paradise. I moved without any conscious thought and reached for her stomach, which was smooth and soft, I then slid one hand down to her sex and the other around to her buttocks, which were also smooth and soft. She stood still as I explored her and even parted her thighs to allow me easier access to where she knew I wanted to feel. Her breathing was becoming heavier. Then:
"Take my blouse and bra' off," she whispered.
I quickly removed her blouse and bra' to free and feel her lovely soft, proud, breasts whilst also sliding a finger along the cleft of her vulva to part her vagina lips and then began to nibble gently on a very proud nipple.
Granny stood naked in front of me, I knew I was going to fuck her very, very, soon. Granny knew also. She pulled me up and grasped the outline of my hard cock in my pants.
"Goodness, what a size! Now that is a beast worth taming," she whispered. "It's a long time since I felt something that warm and hard and I've never felt one so large, Oh I am a lucky girl! We will have an enormous amount of pleasure educating it."
This was fantastic, right out of my fantasies.
"Feel my breasts, mmm, roll the nipples between your fingers, oh yes, yes, suck them, gently, ...feel my pussy again, aah, easy, easy, now slip a finger inside it, I know it will go, I'm soaking, Oh, ohh, ohh."
As she spoke she was undoing my belt and unzipping my jeans.
"Now, get undressed."
The orders came thick and fast and soon I stood there naked, my hard cock erect and throbbing. She grasped it and led me out of the living room whispering "School time."
Once upstairs and in her huge bedroom I climbed on the bed and turned to fondle her breasts, but she had an agenda of her own. She pushed me onto my back, grasped my cock, and slid her hand up and down its length, and, for a few glorious minutes, she masturbated me. Her breasts were in my hands, smooth and round and I was in heaven. Then she leaned over me.
My cock was in her mouth and I could feel her tongue moving around it. Slowly she sucked on it and each time she went down she took a little more into her. She gagged on its' size a time or two, but, finally it was all the way into her mouth, I felt it slide down her throat! After a couple of minutes of just moving her mouth up and down a few inches she pulled away and smiled wickedly.
Then, moving, slowly, she climbed above me and turned to position herself so that our heads were between each-others thighs, I was being introduced to the "69" position. I could see into her vagina as she spread her legs over me. Above her pussy I could see her puckered anus. My cock was again in her mouth, my mouth was clamped on her sex, and once again I was in paradise.
It was never going to last long. This was the first time I had been near a naked female, never mind being given such a fabulous introduction to the joys of sex. My cock swelled, my world exploded, and a fiery river of semen was forced down my cock.
I groaned as my semen squirted into her and Granny almost drowned as I pumped my first sex fuelled climax directly into her mouth. Granny coped admirably, she gulped a little then proceeded to suck and swallow it all.
Granny kept on sucking as her body started to tremble. She jerked up and down for a few moments then, with loud moans, she climaxed. I could feel my cock pumping cum into her, it was wonderful, never had I experienced such an intense sensation, but was aware that this was only the beginning.
I started to apologise for shooting my load into her mouth, but she stopped me and told me that she had done it deliberately as she knew very well that on my first 'outing' I would finish very quickly and probably before I'd even got my cock into her vagina. She also admitted that having her clitoris sucked as my large, swollen, cock erupted in her mouth had triggered her own, unexpected, climax.
Granny lay beside me fondling my cock as I recovered from my first real climax. We lay in this position for a maybe 30 minutes until my cock began to respond to her manipulation. As soon as it was stiff, she opened her thighs, then, with her feet flat on the bed, told me to get between them and insert the head of my cock into her, I was only too willing to comply and happily eased into her warm, wet, vagina.
Soon I was thrusting my way to a second climax for both of us, her legs wrapped around my waist and her hands on my backside, making damn sure I gave her everything I could until I collapsed on top of her as I squirted what little semen I had into her, then we lay there sweating and panting for a while.
I was 19, fit and full of lust. Granny was going to be a very busy woman from now on.
I ran my hand over Granny's body and she shivered slightly and eased herself into a more comfortable position allowing me access to her moist sex.
"Oh how I've missed this" she said happily as her thighs parted.
I knelt beside her and lowered my mouth to her sex and kissed, licked and sucked her to full arousal once again. I slid two fingers into her and gently teased her love channel, as I licked and sucked her clitoris my own arousal really took hold and once again Granny had a solid cock in her hand.
She was smooth and warm inside, full of sticky fluid. I loved the tangy taste of it. In response to her urgings I pulled my tongue out, pressed my lips against her clitoris, and began to gently suck on it. Her body began to move in all kinds of directions for some time until, finally, she moaned and let go of my cock.
I surprised her by removing my mouth from her vagina and licked gently at her anus, (I will never know where I got that idea from,) and then I pressed my first finger against her anus and gently rubbed until it started to open allowing me to insert my first finger a little way into it.
It wouldn't go in very far but I found that if I ran my finger around its outer edge it opened a little more allowing my finger to get a little deeper inside her and gently ease the sphincter apart to allow me to probe even deeper inside her.
This was fun! More teasing and kissing and gentle probing until I could slide more of my finger into her anus and then I managed to get my mouth on her pussy so that I could suck her clitoris and pleasure both her sensitive openings.
Granny groaned and lifted her backside slightly to give me easier access to her anus. Slowly I slid my finger further into her, rotating it, and gently pressing on the sides of her rectum. Finally I reached the second sphincter. She gasped loudly then started to hump her lovely soft bottom on my finger and grind her pussy into my face.
After a while she asked me to stop and get on my back, puzzled, I did as she asked and she then positioned herself in the 69 position again. She pushed herself back onto my face, my tongue slid into her hot pussy and my nose went into her anus. I lifted my head and licked my way upwards to allow my tongue access to her anus, I forced my tongue into her anus, licked around it for a few moments to moisten it and then manoeuvred my arms so that I could reach whichever part of her, with hands or tongue, that I wished,
She writhed and moaned for a few minutes, then pulled herself off my face. She moved around and got astride me again, pressing her ass against my cock, and her lovely soft breasts in my face.
"Play with these, nibble them, suck on them, and then fuck me," she said.
She reached back and guided my cock into her moist, hot, vagina, and then she began moving up and down on my stiff cock, her breasts bouncing in my face. I captured one and guided the nipple to my mouth. Now Granny was squirming and moaning again, and this time I began humping as well, thrusting my raging cock up into her hot pussy. I rammed my cock repeatedly up into her until I could no longer summon the strength to lift my backside off the bed, but much as I wanted to, I could not climax.
Granny could and did, loudly and forcefully, then rolled off me to lie beside me and pant. Reaching out she felt for and found, my cock, then said softly, "Here ends the first lesson, I think you could do quite a few things for me" as she gently teased it.
We lay for half an hour then showered and adjourned to the kitchen for coffee and toast, surprised to find that it was almost midnight. Even then were loath to end this evening. I was encouraged to fondle her breasts as we sat at the table then she took hold of my limp cock and began to massage it back into semi-rigidity. I started to respond to her stroking and realized that I was rampant and wanted more.
"I'm not done yet," I said as I moved to kneel between her thighs. Easing them apart I slid my first and second fingers into her soaking sex and worked them in and out for a few strokes before removing them, standing up, and rolling her backwards onto the table top.
Once again I knelt and started to lick and nibble her sex. Granny responded by opening her thighs as wide as she could so I took advantage of the unrestricted access to her body and slid my still moist finger deep into her anus and once again applied my mouth to her vagina. This was paradise, but I guessed that Granny couldn't be very comfortable on the hard table top and asked her if we could go back to her bedroom. We could and did.
Granny got on the bed on her knees and spread her thighs wide. I eased my semi rigid cock into her and enjoyed the sensation of slowly fucking her from behind. After a short while I again slid a finger into her, now very accessible, anus.
"Don't use your finger, use your cock, PLEASE," she gasped.
I was stunned; she wanted me to fuck her anus! As the realization of what she wanted me to do sank in I thought of the size of my cock and the size of the hole it was being asked to penetrate. My cock, which up until then had been just pleasantly aroused, went into instant, almost painful, rigidity, I could have perforated walls with it. This was way outside my expectations and I'd had no experience of straightforward sex never mind anal so was extremely nervous, but I certainly was not going to turn any request down.
She reached into her bedside table drawer and brought out a packet and a small jar of Vaseline, The packet contained a condom. "Put it on then rub Vaseline on it and in my ass" she said, then lowered her head onto the mattress.
"Did I see a vibrator in that drawer?"
"Yes, but if today is anything to go by I don't think I'm going to be using it again".
"Why do you have condoms?"
"To put on the vibrator should the occasion demand it, now stop being so bloody inquisitive and get into me!"
Spreading her thighs she said "Get behind me and get that cock into me. Gerald used to like doing my anus and I began to enjoy it as well, but he was nowhere near your size she moaned. "She moaned even louder as I, inexperienced as I was, did just that and pushed a good two inches of solid cock into her anus.
"Easy! "Just work at it slowly and gently, it will slide in."
It did, it was a very tight fit and that made the sensations even higher, but I couldn't control myself that well, I pressed myself into her and she shrieked as another three inches entered her. I had enough composure to ease out of her a little and slap more Vaseline where it would do most good then eased my cock deeper inside her until, finally, she had a good 6 inches of me inside her.
I eased myself gently in and out of her body for a while, the sensation of her tight rectal tunnel wall rubbing against my cock was mind blowing and I wanted the feeling to last for ever, but lust and inexperience took control and I began to fuck her as hard and fast, my hands were gripping her hips and pushing and pulling her off and onto my raging cock until at last I felt a surge of mounting pressure and I jetted a stream of spunk into her, now wide stretched, anus.
As my lust and passion subsided, I eased out of granny, and she slowly lay down flat on her stomach and rolled onto her back. "I can see that I need to teach you a few things about control and safety. The first thing you need to do is get a supply of condoms because wearing one of those is the only way you get to put that lovely big cock of yours into my backside, The rest of me is available at all times."
"I think there are quite a number of things you can teach me and I am very eager to learn" "I'm going to fuck you every day Granny," I said.
"I know," said Granny, even when you think you're too tired!"
The following day was Sunday so no rush get to work, which meant that having finished breakfast I was able to rummage to my hearts content through Granny's clothing until she was totally nude and on the kitchen table, which, this time, was covered by a nice thick blanket, getting her vagina thoroughly munched, sucked licked and finally, gloriously, fucked.
This was followed by two further rampant and exceedingly noisy, soggy bouts of lust filled coupling. Granny flatly refused to take any money from me from that day on! She also insisted on paying for me to have driving lessons so that I would be able to use her car if it ever became necessary.
Apart from going for the weekly shopping she rarely went out. I used to buy the incidentals that we might need on my way home from work so most of the time she wore a loose fitting, button down the front, dress which was incredibly easy to get off, never any knickers and rarely a bra'. In short Granny was always ready for my attentions.
About six months after our first couplings Granny told me about a lady with whom she had become very friendly, in fact they had been having sex together for some time, including up to the present day! Granny said that she had always had a high sex drive and so had her husband so she had been fortunate enough to have the sex she wanted, but the loss of her husband had stopped all that.
Her friend, whom I shall call Jean, never got any sort of sexual satisfaction, because her husband had suffered a severe stroke and she had to spend all her time looking after him and was too worn out to try finding solace from strangers.
They had met in the city library some months before I came on the scene. Granny had been feeling particularly frustrated and Jean had been provided with a care respite helper twice a month so she didn't have to worry about getting home immediately. Granny invited her home and, as one thing led to another; they finished up in bed eating each other's pussies and enjoyed it enough to make it a regular thing, so twice a month they indulged each other. That explained the condoms; Granny could get Jean to give her the occasional reverse thrust!
Granny had told Jean about us and now she was on the 'phone, suggesting, very carefully, that a little of the real thing just might do Jean some good. The suggestion was turned down flat, but, three days later Jean rang and asked if the offer was still open! Granny sorted out the when and how's and then explained to me that I was about to fuck a perfect stranger who was really nice and totally subservient, I was to behave like a gentleman and to make damn sure she enjoyed herself.
"Oh and she has incredibly sensitive nipples, play with those for more than a couple of minutes and she'll cum all over you!"
The appointed day was a Sunday as I would be totally free for two days. Granny went to collect Jean mid-morning, she returned with a tired looking and very nervous lady. After introductions, coffee and chat I stood behind her chair and caressed her neck and shoulders, allowing my hands to stray low enough to enable me to feel the swell of her breasts. She tensed then sat up straight and back to allow me greater access. Now was the time so I asked her if she was still willing to have sex with me and if so, had she taken any precautions or should I wear a condom?"
"I started taking the pill again after I decided that I needed real sex and my husband was never going to be able to do that again, I want this more than you can know, but please don't try to be a lover, I love my husband very much and always will."
"I asked her to stand up which she did. I stood behind her, put my arms around her, and fondled her breasts which were larger than Granny's. Her nipples stood out firm and hard. It was erotic and very enjoyable. As I enjoyed myself I could feel her body beginning to tremble and that she was pressing herself back towards me. I grasped her arms and made her lift them so that I could fondle her breasts more easily. She shuddered and softly groaned, so gently, but firmly, I led her from the room.
"Now we go upstairs and introduce ourselves properly."
Once there I returned to fondling her breasts through her blouse and dropping my hand down to feel her tummy and pubis. I then undid her blouse and removed it. Jean stood still as I undid her bra' and slipped that off before once again caressing her soft, ample, breasts and rolling her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. When I lowered my lips to her breast and commenced to suck a nipple she moaned quietly and pressed her breast harder against my mouth. I changed breasts and the same thing happened, this was fun.
"If you come here again for more of this, never wear underclothes again! Do you understand?"
"Yes"
"Drop your skirt." She did.
"Get those panties off." They came off.
As she complied with my instruction I stepped behind her and removed my shirt and shorts and, because I had no other clothing on, I was soon behind a nicely rounded, warm, and cuddly female with my rigid cock pressed against her soft bottom.
She wasn't glamorous, just a soft, needy, female in front of a very erect penis. Jean stood quietly as I again reached around her to fondle her breasts and stroke her, gently rounded, stomach and on down to feel her slightly hairy mound. She had a proud cock digging into the cleft between her buttocks and as they were very fleshy and rounded I had a lovely sense of penetration and she had her first inkling of what was in store for her!
NOW, Reach behind you and take hold of my cock." She did.
"Good grief! Its' huge! I can't take that."
"You can and you will. I promise to go slow, I have no interest in hurting you, I want this just as much as you do, turn round, kneel, and stroke my cock."
Jean turned to stare at my cock then knelt and fondled my cock and balls.
"I said stroke my cock, if you want me to fuck you then you do as I tell you, understand?"
"Yes, I'm sorry; I'll do as you say."
I enjoyed the feel of her hands siding up and down my shaft which was now beginning to pulse with lust. I asked Jean to get on her back on the bed with her thighs open and knees bent.
As she complied I stood at the end of the bed and asked her to pull her labial lips apart so I could see into her sex. She did as asked and I could see that she was already moist. I moved beside the bed, fondled her breasts, and moved my hands further down to her stomach and slowly down to her thighs on which I spent some time stroking before finally moving my hand to her moist sex. She moaned and her thighs parted even further so I climbed on to the bed, knelt beside her, thrust my head between her open thighs, and started eating her.
I reasoned that if she enjoyed Granny doing that then she just might enjoy my attempts. She did. She tasted nice, tangier than Granny who was really sweet, so I happily lapped at her sex for a while, nibbling her clitoris and sucking her labia, then I placed my arms between her thighs, and using my elbows to force her legs wide apart and up in the air. I had complete access to her vagina and anus. I was in heaven.
I felt a hand stroking my inner thigh, moving ever nearer to my cock so I raised my left leg and placed my knee on the other side of her body placing us in the classic "69" position. With no urging from me she took hold of my cock and levered it down so that she could suck the head. She writhed and moaned a great deal as I ate her, sucked her and teased her clitoris with a finger.
I had just managed to finally insert a finger completely into her pussy when she lifted her backside off the bed and almost screamed as she climaxed, she had certainly been on a very short fuse. I forced her down onto the bed, turned round, placed myself between her wide spread, eager thighs, and entered her wet vagina.
I doubt that she had had anything wider than two of Granny's fingers inside her for a long time and I knew that my six inch circumference and ten inch length was going to be difficult for her to accommodate straight away. I took the weight of my body on my forearms as I eased my cock into her an inch at a time, withdrew it, and then slid back in a further inch deeper until I had most of my cock inside her.
Jean moaned, sighed, gasped and muttered and rubbed her nipples as I fucked her, very, very slowly. She had obviously been expecting me to ram myself into her hard and a couple of months ago I would have, but, thanks to Granny's classroom, I now knew better. I was now a more proficient and patient lover. I took her slowly and gently towards a huge, raging, climax.
"Fuck me, oh please fuck me." She wailed, then wrapped her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck and shouted "DO IT, please DO IT." So I did, very fast and for what seemed a very long time, her vagina was extremely hot and wet. Her tunnel was a little shorter than my cock and I was occasionally banging against her cervix, but she never flinched, I doubt she even noticed. I didn't climax. She did, twice!
I was still rampant. I eased myself out of her, ran to Granny's room across the hall, shoved her on the bed, pulled her dress up, got between her thighs and entered her in one sustained thrust and commenced to fuck her, and fuck her, and fuck her until finally, we came, together.
Later, freshly showered, we had lunch. Jean spent part of this time on her knees giving me a lovely slow blow-job and she seemed quite happy with the arrangement. I was ecstatic.
We enjoyed ourselves in this way for a while until I could resist the urge no longer and told her to kneel on the sofa with her thighs apart. She did it immediately, no questions asked.
I stood behind her and caressed her buttocks and inner thighs for a while then entered her sex in one long thrust, then, gripping her hips, I thrust my cock in and out of her. Occasionally I massaged her breasts, pulling and rolling her erect nipples, I stroked her buttocks and running a finger down the cleft of her cheeks and over her anus until she pleaded for me to stop teasing her. That triggered my climax and I pumped what was left of my semen into her love channel before pulling out of her.
Once she'd recovered her composure I asked her if she had enjoyed the sex and was really pleased to hear her say that, despite what Granny had said about me being good, she'd never believed that she could have such good sex or so many climaxes. She felt so much happier and if I'd enjoyed it enough to want to have her again she'd be a very happy sex slave. Could we do it on her next respite day? Could we? We most certainly could! We arranged that our next meeting would be in two weeks time, then, after they dressed, Granny drove Jean home.
When Granny returned I took her clothes off and lay beside her on her bed just stroking and caressing her and telling her that, although I had enjoyed the sex with Jean, I still preferred her body. Granny told me not to be so juvenile!
"We have a very good, honest, relationship, based on loneliness, need, lust, and friendship. It is not bondage. Fuck who want, as often as you want, but just tell me who, so that I know who I might be shaking hands with when you next enter me, and be here when I want you. Now tire me out and make me squeal." I did.
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Date: 11th December 1965. (A date I shall never forget)
I came home from work to find Granny and my mother, whom I shall refer to as Pat from here on in, setting the table for dinner. This was a surprise as I had no idea that she was even in the country.
After the meal, and usual chit chat that goes with visits, Granny said that she had to get us all 'on the same page', so we settled down in what she liked to call the 'drawing room' and I call a living room, then all was made clear.
"Tim, there has been a lot going on behind your back these last few days and now is the time to get everything out and sorted. I've been thinking for a while now about Jean's situation. You and I rattle around in this huge house, we hardly use any of it and Jean is desperately trying to keep a roof over her and her husband's heads, well I can and will fix that. I'm wealthy, healthy, and you've gone a long way to making me happy. I don't see why we can't use what good fortune we've got to help someone else be happy as well."
"Pat has some news as well and it was her telling me the news which made up my mind for me. I've decided to turn that unused second drawing room into a long-term care room for Jean's husband, and then she can give up renting that hovel they're living in and moves in here with us. It's large enough to put two beds in there as well as all the furniture she'll need. Before any of this can take place the three of us need to talk about our own situation."
Pat then spoke up and told me that she had lost her job suddenly, details would come later, but she had asked Granny if she could come and stay until after Christmas then she could seek another post. Granny picked her up at the station and together they'd sorted out the details of the proposed new arrangements.
Pat then went to Granny and kissed her.
"Granny, I already know you two are screwing each other silly. Thanks to the remote for the drive gates, I actually arrived here one day about an hour before I announced myself, I heard a great deal and I'm green with envy! I never knew he preferred older women. I certainly never knew he could make a grown woman squeal like he did with you. I'm not his real mother, you don't have to explain anything to me, but I give you fair warning, if I can bed him, I will."
"Err, can I say something?"
"What?" "What?" From the two women who have been closest to me in my life.
"I know I'm only a sex object now, but there was a time not all that long ago when I thought of you as my mother and now I find that you are planning to have me in your bed, I'm getting an erection at the thought, I am to say the least, confused, but incredibly aroused."
"Are you embarrassed?"
"No"
"Are you shocked?"
"No, why do you have to be in bed? I'm all for wherever, whenever and I'll certainly encourage your ambitions."
"Is that a promise?"
"Yes Pat, that's a promise and as soon as this pow-wow is over I'll be happy to honour it."
We laughed and relaxed over a glass (or two) of wine and I found out that Pat was indeed going to be living here as she was to be the care assistant for Jean. I also learned that Jean had no inkling of any of this, but, as Granny pointed out Christmas was coming and it would be good to have a full and happy household at this time.
Granny said that tomorrow we had to plan the move of Jean and her husband. She then stood and smiled.
"I do believe I am tired out from such a busy day so if you will forgive me I'll say goodnight and leave you two to talk!"
Talk? Ha! It wasn't long before Pat had my jeans open and was hauling my erection out of my boxers.
She stared at what she'd got hold of and then looked me in the eyes and said:
"I knew you were going to be well hung, but I never thought I'd brought a horse up!"
She stood up, and started to remove her dress, revealing what a ripe body she possessed.
"Please, fuck me, now, here."
She would never be able to wear any of those clothes again and once I'd got her breasts out of her bra', I was lost. She really did have beautiful, full, firm breasts. She was obviously ready for sex, but she wasn't ready for ten inches of swollen cock being shoved into her in one thrust and she squealed in much the same way as Granny does, we then settled down to some very enjoyable, inventive and athletic fucking.
After her second climax I confessed that my knees were getting sore and pulled out of her, she sighed and said that that would keep her happy until the morning and stood up. Big mistake, she was on her back on the table before she could blink with my face pressed into her sex. I sat on a dining chair at the end of the table with my arms wrapped around her thighs holding her tightly as I spent a very wet and noisy thirty minutes eating her pussy.
My cock was beginning to throb again so I stood up and inserted it into Pat's soaking sex tunnel then slowly, very slowly, eased it into her until she once again had all of it inside her. I slid gently in and out of her, savouring each fantastic sensation of her vaginal muscles squeezing me as I did so. I could also caress her gorgeous breasts and nip her nipples as well as stroke her tummy.
Eventually the fingers of my right hand wandered down to her clitoris as my left hand continued to tease her erect nipples and soon she was panting and moaning, a glazed look in her eyes as she started to buck uncontrollably before emitting an enormous yell and clamped her legs around me as she climaxed.
I had been surprised by at the eagerness with which Pat got out of her clothes and asked me to please fuck her. I was certainly surprised that I didn't feel at all guilty in doing it.
We called it a day at that point and crawled upstairs to our respective bedrooms, Granny was in mine!
I honestly didn't have the energy to do much, but I needn't have worried, Granny just masturbated me until I was semi-rigid then climbed on top of me, inserted my cock into her very moist sex tunnel, (she must have been diddling herself as she waited for me) and then leant forward to whisper "Isn't Pat a noisy one? I'll always know when you're in her and that's for sure!"
She then forced herself down my shaft and rode me, I really didn't need to move, but the urge is strong and it wasn't long before I was thrusting upwards to meet her coming down until she started moaning, I had to clamp my mouth on hers until she came. As she slowly subsided onto my chest she told me that if she'd met me when she was forty she'd have left her husband and to hell with the money. I think I was asleep when she left my bed.
I slept late the next day and came downstairs to the aroma of bacon and eggs, but said I had to pass as I was late for work. It was Granny's week for surprises, she calmly informed me that she'd already rung in to tell my boss that I was having to take extended leave because of unexpected family problems and wouldn't be returning for some considerable time which is when I found out just how much I was appreciated. Granny was told that if I didn't return to work on the 28th of December, my employment would be terminated.
Before I could react to any of this Granny put a letter in my hand.
"Have your breakfast then go into the study and read that, then we talk!"
I did as she asked but I was not a happy chappy. Then I read the letter.
When Granny set out to surprise people she did not mess about. The letter was written by Granny's solicitor informing me that a trust fund had been set up in my name for the sum of 'One Million Pounds' to be available to me on my 21st birthday. All I had to do was stay with Granny and look after her and the house until that time!
When I'd recovered my composure and went in search if her and found her with Pat on the back porch.
"Granny! What is going on? What's all this about trust funds and a million pounds? What are you up to?"
The story finally emerged. Granny was not rich, she was astronomically wealthy. She had been lonely and alone after her husband died and then Jean, me and then Pat had arrived on the scene and her life started humming again. We never asked anything of her or from her, but we restarted her zest for life and especially in the area of sex. Apparently, she and Gerald had led a very busy sex life which included couples from the upper strata of society occasionally coming to their house for weekend orgies. All that stopped suddenly on Gerald's death. Granny had decided to restart it except that this time the participants would not have to travel anywhere.
"Tim, you are now a man of leisure, with a house and grounds and a Harem to look after. Pat, have you ever slept with a woman?"
"OK, time for secrets to be aired, yes, twice, she blushed, once a long time ago, never to be repeated. Then not until last September, twice a week after that up to last week, always the same person."
"What then?"
"Husband had been trying to get into my knickers, but his wife had beaten him to it by two months. We had regular sessions, Tuesdays and Fridays. It kept us both a little less tense. He used to go riding on those days, but one day he fell off his horse and came home early and caught us in the act. I got my marching orders and I think she got fucked, which is what we'd both been missing. Why?"
"We are going to be living in close company with each other for some time and I really do think we should be open about ourselves, Tim has fucked all three of us and Jean and I have had each other a fair number of times, I was wondering if that would give you any problems."
"Granny, take me to your bedroom and let's see how we get on, Tim fucked me silly yesterday and I'm still a little tender, a woman's gentle ministrations is just what I need right now."
I was left to mull over the days startling events. It was hedonism for me from now on.
Two hours later, sated and showered they returned to the kitchen for coffee and more 'chat' along the line of: 'how fit and gorgeous Granny's body was, how sore their vagina's had been after last night's debauchery' and just how much she hadn't known about having sex with another woman.
"Tim, you've never told me about any of your sexual conquests and I'll bet Granny would like to learn what you got up to."
"I never had any 'conquests', I couldn't afford to take girls out so that possibility never arose."
"You never had any sexual contact with girls?"
"That's right"
"No it isn't! I remember the time I caught Alice giving you a blow job!"
"She wasn't giving me blow-job, she was trying to find out what a boy's cock was like up really close, what it felt like and what happened if you did suck it. I think she was getting ready for a date with some boy from her school; I never got the chance to refuse and never really knew what was going on. I was only eleven!"
It was then that I realised that Pat was blushing again. Things started to drop into place, why I never got into any trouble over the incident, just told to pull my pyjamas up and get to sleep as she ushered Alice out of my bedroom with the promise of a very serious chat tomorrow, which never came.
"Pat! What did you do after you left my bedroom?"
Deep blush, "I took her to my room and got her tell me why she did what she did. She was being pressured by her school mates about discussing sex and experiences and she knew nothing, so she decided to use you to work it all out and you were right, there was a boy she was keen on, I think he'd seen his chance to score and he was leaning on her for a date."
"We talked about sexual feelings and the dangers of unprotected sex and being pressured to 'do it' without a condom. I'm ashamed about what happened next, but there I was in bed with a very soft body along-side me. Even at thirteen she had an amazing figure and I hadn't had any sexual activity for over four months because 'he'd' stopped showing any interest. Of course we know why now."
I started out merely explaining to Alice that it was natural for her to feel the way she did but it would be a lot safer if she found another girl who had a similar situation and maybe they could find out about their sexual needs together. It is quite a common thing these days and could be good fun."
I was guessing as I'd never done it with a woman myself!
Then I blew it, I asked her if she ever played with herself and she started to cry and said she'd tried but didn't really know what to do, so never felt anything. I asked her if she'd like me to show her how it all worked and, if she did find a good girlfriend, what they needed to do. Of course she said yes and all I'm saying now is that she had her first orgasm and I had to stuff my knickers in my mouth to muffle the sound of mine! And before you ask we never had a repeat performance, but I think Alice didn't waste any time finding, if you'll forgive the pun, a bosom friend."
"While were asking questions do you mind telling me why you prefer older women?"
"I don't mind, I don't prefer older women, I like them at all ages, it's just that since I met Granny I've been in the seventh heaven. She likes me, she wanted sex, and I certainly did. It was presented to me on a plate; I certainly wasn't going to turn it down. Granny taught me all I know, she's also been the cause of getting my cock into two more, very desirable, and available, women. Why would I want to go looking for someone younger, even if I did have the stamina I certainly didn't have the time or money."
"Right, Time for lunch, we've got to get going if we want to go to Jean's house and tell her what we want to do."
"She already knows what I want to do!"
"Behave and set the table."
We spent nearly three hours convincing Jean that her problems regarding her husbands care and well-being were over and that she would be amongst friends who would look after them both.
Granny had one final item to attend to; she told Jean that she didn't want her to have any misunderstandings about moving in with us.
"I'm probably looking at ten to fifteen years of being fit and healthy, then things will start to deteriorate. I intend to see that I enjoy every minute of that time so that means a lot of sex. I know Tim will fuck me silly any chance he gets, but I've also enjoyed you and want to keep on doing so, I reckon Tim will be close behind me, if not in front, and believe me when I tell you that Pat can hold her own, or anybody else's, when given the chance."
"So, bottom line Jean. Are you prepared to come into a house of love and debauchery, there will be no half measures, sex on demand and you of course will be able to do your own demanding."
We moved Jean and her husband in over the next few days and guess who got her in bed first, not me, Pat.
So I spent the night pleasuring Granny.
Date: March 1972
Jeans husband died following another stroke so the mood of the house was pretty low for two or three days. Things got back to normal when Jean came into the kitchen one morning in the nude and asked who would be first, I was, and she never did get breakfast, or lunch.
We had an idyllic life. All the sex and love you could handle, and although we were always together we never argued over anything.
We took holidays to warm countries in winter and loafed about our own house and grounds in summer especially round the pool, although the rule was still no sex outside the house, you never knew who might be watching.
Jean turned out to be a real sex fiend once she had no worries. One of her inventions was to conspire with Pat to put me through a bondage session every so often. The one I liked the most involved strapping me to a chair and then taking it in turns to arouse me, then mount me and ride me until I almost came, but then stop for a short while, before repeating the process until either they became so sore that they could no longer take my cock or I was unable to produce any more cum juice. Mind you, with all the fun I was having with soft bouncy breasts and erect nipples I wasn't about to complain at the treatment I was receiving.
After they'd done that I was invited to take retribution, if I had the strength!
One day I had and I did and Jean learned all about anal sex. It took the whole of the day for her to experience a large chunk of me inside her anal canal, but I had been in no rush, I wanted her to really enjoy the experience and be amenable to more of the same. It became obvious that she most definitely was.
Another reason for the length of time was that I kept getting distracted by other bits of her body. I learned later that Granny had warned Jean that I would probably have her backside fairly soon because she was asking me not to do it to her as often anymore and she knew I'd got a taste for it now and I'd already said I couldn't contemplate trying Pat in that way.
Date: June 1978
Granny and I did have sex almost every day, until she passed away at the far too early age of 73, after a heart attack following a fall from a bicycle. She had obviously loved me more than a little. She left the whole of her estate to me, her house alone was worth over six million on the open market, and there was a great deal of money plus other financial arrangements. I was a seriously wealthy man.
I would much rather that Granny was around, even if we'd never had another sexual encounter. She was the most wonderful person I ever knew and did more to shape me as a person than anyone else.
I moved into Granny's bedroom and talked Pat into moving in with me. I was tired of having to go visiting either her or Jean whenever I felt in need of sex during the night, mind you, in view of the amount I got during the day it didn't happen all that often. The end result was that Jean sometimes came and visited us.
When Pat moved in with Granny and me she'd written to Alice and made sure that she knew her new address, so she was beside herself with joy when she got a letter telling her that she was now living in Australia, was married, and had just given birth to a daughter, so Pat was now a grandmother.
The letter contained Alice's telephone number. Pat rang Alice immediately and it took a long time to prise them apart. (The bill for that call was astronomical but it was worth every penny just to see the happy smile and gleam in her eyes). I knew that it would be no more than a few days before she was telling us that she wanted to go and see her daughter and grand-daughter. To celebrate the news, Jean and I took our new Granny to bed, so I am still happily pleasuring Granny.
Three weeks later Pat flew to Melbourne, It was two months before we saw her again, but what a reunion that was. She had really enjoyed being with her real family, but having to be celibate for that length of time was not easily endured and by hell did we have to make up for her abstinence.
Date: August 1982
Jean had spent a great deal of time searching through 'contact' magazines for, as she put it, 'soul mates'. People like us who think and feel as we do! I wasn't so sure this was a good idea, but she wanted to look, so she did. She struck 'gold', and I do mean 'gold'. It had taken her about three months to find what she wanted but the time did seem to have been well spent.
She had found a married couple who wanted to 'expand their horizons', but in a limited, and of course safe, fashion. She: 32, 5ft.8ins, 8st 10lbs slim body, auburn hair, 36-24-36. He: 6ft, 12st 6lbs, slim & fit.
Over the next month some details were exchanged. It was a fairly slow process as all mail had to be routed through the magazine post box system to ensure security of personal addresses. She was the personal assistant to the MD of an electronics company and He was a building maintenance manager for a housing association.
Telephone numbers were exchanged and things began to move. They said that they were quite happy with their sex life with each other, but she had been looking at some porn that he had obtained, and she ended up desperately wanting to experience lesbian sex. He was all for it as long as he could watch and if this meant finding a couple as 'swinging partners' then so be it (I'll bet he was salivating at that possibility!)
They had been looking for a couple who were 'clean and discreet' and had had no luck. Lots of response but nothing they fancied chancing their luck on. What was nice was that they were in the same region of the country as ourselves so travel would not be a problem for them and it was certainly not a concern for us.
Jean asked them to pick somewhere they were comfortable with where we could have an initial meeting. She also asked them for the name of a large hotel where we could stay 'should the need arise'. We would be happy to meet in a public place any day/time they chose and only once we had met and learned a little about each other would we move on to the next stage. We did suggest that Friday evening would be a good time for the first meeting, because if we did feel that we were compatible, the hotel would come into play.
It all went surprisingly smoothly: name, and location, of hotel, name, and location, of large pub, and time of meet came almost immediately, as did description of husband, he would not be hard to find.
We met. She was a pretty lady, demurely dressed, but very obviously shapely. He was a handsome bloke. Two hours in and we knew it was going to be a success. It really wasn't hard getting them to accept the fact that there were three of us. Pat and Jean were the prizes for both of them and she seemed quite relaxed at the prospect of being a prize for me.
They were a little uncertain about moving to the next 'stage' immediately until I revealed the rest of the agenda. We were going to pay for them to stay at the same hotel which we had booked into some three hours before our meeting time. If they agreed, I would give them two hundred pounds to cover the bill, they could book in without us being anywhere near the hotel so we would still not know their names, nor would we be associated with them, we couldn't be more discreet. I would also give them Pat & Jean's room number so that they could contact them if and when they were ready to move on. I had booked into a separate room, one floor down but, such is life.
At 10:30 that evening the 'phone rang in Pat & Jean's room, It was he. "My name is Brian and my wife's name is Sally. We'd like to go ahead, this evening." This did surprise us a little as we thought we'd hear nothing until the morning. I was in Pat & Jean's room for what-ever was on offer, so at the moment the 'phone rang Pat was astride me and just inserting the head of my cock into her lovely warm and wet vagina. I knew it was warm and wet as I had very recently had my tongue deep within it.
Sally was to come to Pat & Jean I would go to Brian if he would please reveal the number, he did, and the move went ahead. Once with Brian I explained that as this was about Sally's sexual desire being realized.
We would stay away for an hour to give them time to relax her and prepare her, then we would join them so that he could watch his wife being taken up to a full, woman on woman, climax.
I did remind him that the second half of this evenings event was that he was getting the opportunity to fuck either, or both if he had the stamina, of my ladies while I enjoyed his wife and I certainly did have the stamina.
He got his wish. When we entered the room Sally was writhing and bucking on the bed. I was right in my observations in the pub', she had a beautifully shaped body and lovely thighs. We undressed and watched for a while, Brian's cock grew to a full erection and he was having trouble breathing normally then, with Jean's soft breast pressed against her mouth, Sally came against Pat's mouth.
As she shuddered to a more relaxed state Pat moved away and both Sally and Brian were surprised as I immediately climbed on to Sally, inserted my cock into her dripping sex, and slid slowly into her. I heard Brian exclaim that Sally wouldn't be able to take all that, then, as my cock slid further inside her, Sally opened her eyes wide and said "Fucking hell! How big are you?"
"Big enough to make you come again and cum again, I hope."
We took each slowly and gently, Sally so that she could adjust herself to my width and rhythm and me because Sally really was something to look at and, me being a breast fanatic, her breasts really were peaks of perfection and I wanted to fondle them for a long time.
Brian didn't get chance to watch for long because Pat and Jean dragged him to the other bed, Pat lay down and demanded to be fucked. She was, but Brian had a lot to learn about pacing himself so poor Jean had to wait until I recovered a little from sorting Sally's sexual demands out, then I fucked her as they watched, as Brian had been well and truly drained by Pat.
All lust sated, we discussed the next step. Were they up for more in a long-term relationship with us? It was a very definite, yes. Then we would like to exchange full names addresses. As this was done we found that they lived just over 10 miles away from us, they were getting to be a real find.
We told them that we were quite happy to pay their travelling costs for this weekend as they had had to travel fifty miles to ensure their anonymity in this first meeting. We would also like to take them to our home and ensure one day of complete privacy and anything goes with anyone sexual freedom without having to worry about noise, or clothes. They could then really appreciate what we were about to offer them in terms of sexual experiences.
They agreed, we took them home and indulged in a really good fuck-fest, Brian even managed to enjoy both Pat and Jean, but I knew he wanted to do all three. He did eventually but it took him five weekends of practice before he achieved it. It was OK by me; I got to screw a gorgeous creature all to myself until he was able to keep his erection after nailing Pat & Jean.
Date: September 1987
Brian rang, He'd been made redundant and so had to start job hunting which meant they couldn't afford the time or money to come for the, now, routine, weekend visits. We now treated Sally and Brian as part of the family and we really did enjoy their company, on more than just a sex and lust level.
I told Brian to stay near the 'phone and Id call him back, called the ladies, told them the news and then asked them what they felt about me getting them to come and live here. We could set Brian up in a self-employed roll as our house maintenance manager, to make him feel better, and Sally could commute each day or, even better, she could be our house administrations manager.
We always hated the hassle of organizing maintenance and house cleaning when we travelled abroad for the winter. We could afford any amount of staff, but for rather obvious reasons we chose not to!
Brian was almost crying with gratitude when I put it to him, he knew finding another job was not going to be easy, but he had to wait until Sally got home and then ring me back.
Date: October 1987
Sally and Brian were installed. Sally did a marvellous job of ensuring that the house would be properly maintained when we were on holiday. She set up accounts for Brian's business, as my estate manager. She managed all the boring details of running a household and life was great. We indulged in sex at the drop of a skirt, or what ever else was impeding progress to ones intended target, breasts were fondled, cocks were sucked or masturbated on request, similarly, vaginas were stroked, licked, chewed, and impaled whenever someone's inclination arose.
Date: November 1987
We took our 'contractors' with us for the winter break. A proper management company had been hired to oversee the work that Sally and Brian had ordered to be done. We had a huge villa to ourselves. We were supposed to have staff to look after us, but we gave the four of them the equivalent of a months' wages each and told them what day of each week they should come and clean. No cooking, nothing. The villa came complete with car, so we ate out when and if we felt like it.
During that time Sally was introduced to anal sex, starting with gentle kissing and licking at her little puckered hole, then a little more, gentle, teasing, this time with a finger coated in lubricating oil, to finally watching her anus open thus allowing me to get a finger inside her took two days, but I was in no rush, I wanted her to enjoy the experience. Two more days of constant attention and finally I was allowed to insert my condom covered cock into her delicious bottom. I was aided in all this because Pat and Jean wouldn't leave Brian alone, they screwed him silly.
He was in heaven and didn't know that I was there as well! I restricted my activities to only having anal sex with Sally, no vaginal activity at all, for a week. By the end of this period she admitted that although she'd been intrigued at the prospect, she had been extremely reluctant at first, the slow build-up before any penetration had actually been really pleasant and now she wanted it on a regular basis, but would I now, please, fuck her brains out?
She was a busy lady, Brian had been taught all about anal sex by Jean, with Pat's help, although Pat didn't do anal sex she certainly knew what went where, and when. So first chance he got he dragged Sally into an empty room and showed her what he'd learned. He was happy, she was delirious, and I fucked Pat to her climax before putting Jean on her side, lying behind her, sliding my cock into her bottom and then playing with her breasts until my cock went really rigid and I came inside her rectum and then went to sleep.
It was time for Jean's birthday treat. I sat on an upholstered, tall-backed chair, Brian and Pat hauled Jean over to me, turned her back to me, then positioned her anus over my cock and forced her down on to it. As soon as they were satisfied that my cock was firmly inside her they brought Sally in to the room. She watched as I put my arms around Jean and fondled her breasts then slid my legs forward slightly so that Jean was now leaning back against me, Brian and Pat parted Jean's knees and Sally was asked to kneel between them, the rest was left to her imagination.
It wasn't long before I was fucking Jean's bottom as Sally ate her vagina and then inserted fingers into it as she chewed on Jean's clitoris. Pat was lying on her back behind Sally with her face hard up against Sally's vagina until suddenly both Jean and Sally were moaning and writhing. Pat got up, pulled Sally away from Jean and told Brian to get his cock into Jean and give her all he'd got.
He did, Jean lasted all of fifteen minutes before she screamed and forced herself off my cock to a standing position. She pushed Brian away, grabbed my hand, hauled me upright, shoved me onto a sofa, got astride me, and lowered her vagina down my shaft until it was completely inside her. She told me to slide my backside forward, then she leant forward onto my chest and told Brian to fuck her anus; He did.
It was wonderful, being inside a woman with the pressure of another cock against mine as she came and came and came, until finally she was spent and so was Brian, he'd been Cumming as she did.
Sally said that was what she wanted for her birthday treat. She got an early birthday present two days later!
Holidays don't come much better than that.
Date: April 20th 1999
Jean died in her sleep, Pat found her this morning when she went to see if she would like breakfast. She'd been in bed with 'flu for three days and just never recovered.
It was a very quiet and sober house for the next three weeks, but, we move on and Jean will never be forgotten.
Date: May 2002
Sally and Brian are still our contractors but no longer live in the house or participate in the 'normal' household activities as they are preparing to turn themselves into parents.
Date: September 2011
Pat was quite agog at seeing her story in print, she is 85 years old now, but still appreciates being invited to watch and give me an occasional hand job. She now has her own bedroom again in order to make room for her (divorced) daughter to share mine, and, as her daughter is living here with her daughter, I am still pleasuring Granny.
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