Date: Fri, 4 Feb 2011 08:52:36 -0800 (PST)
From: Indiana Polis <polisindiana@yahoo.com>
Subject: A grandmothers? decent into a dark world pt 2

I sat up in the bed stunned, had I heard correct? Had John, my loving
husband just told me that what he wanted and needed was our 7 year old
grandson? And that he wanted me to be a part of it as well? My head was
swimming, this had to be a bad dream, but I knew in the pit of my stomach
that it wasn't. John was correct, I had evidently opened some kind of
Pandora's Box and I didn't think the lid could ever go back on it.

I could hear the trembling in my own voice as I answered my husband. "John?
You...uh...you mean you want us to have sex with our own grandson? You
surely know what that would be don't you?" My eyes searching his face, as I
waited for his response.


John let out a deep roar of a laugh as he stood and started to walk around
the room again as he spoke. "Yes my dear, I know exactly what we'd be
doing. We'd be getting what we both need, sex! Or...are you talking about
that we'd be teaching a boy about the birds and bees?" Then, with a mock
laugh and a whisper to his voice. "Or do you mean incest?"  Which ever way
you put it, we'd be doing all those things.

"John" I said, "Please, don't talk that way, please tell me this is all
some kind of horrible joke. Please John please."

John sat back down on the bed and grabbed my shoulders staring into my
face. "No Marry this isn't a horrible joke as you say. It's what I need
what I've been surprising inside of myself all these years to keep from
hurting you and to make sure you stayed happy. Well now that's all over
with; it's my turn to do whatever to make me happy. But if we do it my way,
we will both get what we need to be happy.

I just felt numb at all of this, as I found my voice to speak. Even though
I could hear what I was saying, I still couldn't believe the words were
coming from me. "What do I need to do?"

John smiled at me as I said this, but it wasn't his once beautiful smile
that first drew me to him.  This smile was wide and sinister. "That's what
I want to hear Mary, thank you. You do understand.  Bess and Russ both work
tomorrow night if I recall that will mean he'll be here till Sunday
afternoon sometime. Now listen as I tell you what you need to do tomorrow
night after he get's here.

My eyes couldn't leave the smile on his face as he spoke. My mind listened;
it was almost 4 in the morning before he was done with laying his plan out
to me. A plan that somehow I had become the key player in to seduce our own
young grandson for him.


Saturday morning came in a blur, my head was still swimming from the night
before and all that had transpired. I forced myself to get up and dressed
to go downstairs to start breakfast. After our talk last night, John had
gone to sleep in the guest room; the door to it was still closed as I made
my way downstairs.  I had the coffee ready and was just starting to make
some eggs when John entered the kitchen. His booming voice cheerful a he
spoke. Giving me a quick kiss, on the back of the neck like normal.

"Good morning Mary, sleep well?"

I didn't know how to respond as I heard him moving about behind me then
getting his coffee and settling down with the morning paper at the
table. He was acting as if nothing was wrong, as if last night never took
place. I got my cup of coffee and started to make the eggs as I spoke.

" I...I slept ok. Two eggs like usual honey?" I couldn't believe it, we
were acting as if nothing was wrong. Maybe last night had just been some
kind of horrible joke. The rest of breakfast and day went on pretty much
the same.  After breakfast, John left to play golf at the club, I did some
normal house cleaning, met some of the woman at the club for lunch then
some errands.

The more the day passed in its normal way, the more I felt at ease and
figured last night was just a horrible joke and John just didn't know how
to apologize for it. I figured he felt as bad as I did about last night so
I wasn't ever going to bring it up again.


However, later that afternoon, less an hour before it was time for Justin
to be brought over, John called me into the den. As I came in he had me sit
on the sofa and he sat next to me. I don't know why, but my heart was
starting to race as I noticed the look on his face. It was the same look
I'd seen on it last night. John's tone was deep and filled with the same
coldness as when he talked to me into the early hours of the morning last
night.

"Ok Mary, Justin will be here soon, let's go over what we talked about last
night and start getting things ready."

My head started to swim as I sat there, John saw the shock in my face and
he reached over and grabbed my shoulders as he kept speaking. "Don't give
me that look Mary, don't you dare say you're not going to do it now, you
promised me last night. Do you understand me? If you don't do this I will
leave you. I will leave you all alone."

My heart jumped into my throat and I nodded as I answered. "Yeeeessss I...I
understand and I ...I remember what we talked about last night. A..re you
sure you really want to go through with this John?"

John shook me, his tone harsh.  "Yes damn it, I'm sure. Now let's go over
everything one more time and then go upstairs to make sure everything is in
place and ready for later tonight."

I sat there and listened, as he went over what I was to do one more time. I
would nod my head in agreement every few seconds, my stomach
churning. After a few minutes of him explaining everything he stood, taking
hold of my hand to show I was to stand as well.

John spoke as we were leaving the room to head upstairs. "Just think of it
Mary, if all goes well then tonight you'll get what you need. The
enjoyments of the male touch to your body again. And, I'll be one step
closer to getting what I need. I'm being very good to you Mary, allowing
you to get your desire and pleasures first. I hope you are grateful for
that fact."

His words stuck in my mind, I felt like I was going to be sick. However I
continued to go upstairs with him so we could get things ready for
tonight. My husbands plan, to deflower our own young grandson.


It was about 20 minutes later, both John and I were coming down the stairs
as we heard the front door opening with a few quick little knocking sounds
and our son and law, Russell's voice filling the air.

"HEY!!! We're here! HELLO, HELLO!"


John's laughed he reached the bottom of the stairs, putting his hand out to
pat at Russell's shoulder as he greeted him. "Well, who do we have here, a
couple of traveling salesmen? Whatever it is your selling we might be
buying."  With that John reached down and ruffled the top of Justin's dark
blond hair smiling down at him as Justin giggled and playfully reached up
to smack at John's hand.

I stood on the bottom step looking at my grandson; I couldn't help but
smile at his warm face and wide smile as he reacted to his grandfathers
ruffling of his hair. Justin had dark blond hair just as his mom Beth had
at his age. I felt sure in time as he grew older it would turn even
darker. Looking at his face you could see that he had both Beth's and
Russell's looks mixed together in him. I looked over at Russell, he was a
handsome young man, in some way's he reminded me of how John looked at his
age. The old saying about girls marrying men that looked like their fathers
was certainly true in Beth's case.


As I looked at Justin, I couldn't help but feel the tight knot in my
stomach from the plans John had for him. The things I was to do to him. My
mind was trying to digest it all. I was so lost in thought that it took me
a few seconds to realize Russell was speaking to me.

"Mother Davies??? Hello, are you ok?"

I blinked a bit stammering for my words. "Uh...oh yes Russell. I'm
sorry. I...I..I was up a bit late and didn't sleep to well last
night...so..just a bit tired here is all. But I'm ok."

Russell laughed a bit "Looks like Beth was right then."

I stepped close to him putting my hand on his arm, feeling a bit shocked by
his comment. "What...what was Beth right about?"

John gave me a cold look, at the sound of shock in my tone and actions to
Russell's comment. I let lose of Russell's arm stepping back, trying to
give what I hoped sounded like a funny laugh as I worked to sound calm as I
spoke.  "Oh just listen to me won't you. It's the mother in me I guess,
always worried.  So what is it that Beth was right about?"

Russell giving me a concerned look at first from my actions then gave me a
warm grin chuckling softly as he spoke. "Well, she was looking through the
TV Guide last night and noticed there was some movie with Cary Grant coming
on the late show. She said she bet if you saw that it was on, you were
going to sit up and watch it. Something about you having a crush, on him
and that you never missed any of his movies."

I could feel my checks burning as I blushed at what he was saying as I
spoke and looked over at John. Hating that I was partly lying to him as I
answered. "Yes, Beth is right about that, I must admit Russell. I was...I
watched the late movie last night and have been tired all day from staying
up so late." Both John and Russell laughed at me.  Russell then moved over
to Justin, stooping down before him. He put a hand on his shoulder as he
spoke. "Ok sport, daddy has to get going here, or I'll be late for
work. Now, you be a good boy for Granddad and Grand mom Davies ok?"

Justin nodded his head, and in his soft little boy voice said "Ok daddy I
will"

"That's my good sport." Russell replied as he pushed Justin's bangs out of
his eyes. "I know you'll be good and do whatever Granddad and Grand mom
Davies ask, or tell you to do, right?"

I cringed inside, as I heard John give a soft chuckle and responded to what
Russell had just said to Justin about him doing anything we wanted or told
him to do. "You hear that Justin, your dad Sherriff Marshall Dillion there,
just turned you over to your Grand mom and me. You're going to be good and
do what we ask or say, just as you dad told you to do right?"

"Unum" Justin said as he nodded his head up and down.

Russell smiled, giving Justin a hug and then stood up as he looked at both
John and then me, speaking as he moved to leave. "Ok well I have to get to
work. Beth will be by sometime early tomorrow afternoon to pick Justin
up. Again thanks for all your help with watching him for us."

With the front door closing behind Russell as he left, I felt as if the
door to a dark place was being closed before me, locking me forever into
it. As well, as his own son, who would not be the same little boy, he left
here to be cared for.

The next couple of hours felt like an eternity, as each passing second
passed. Once Justin had gotten his over night case put up in the guest
room, we all went out to eat. John took us to one of Justin's favorite
places so he could get a burger and chocolate milkshake.  I just picked at
my food, as John and Justin hungrily ate at theirs. After that, we went
back home, John and Justin played in the middle of the den floor with some
of his toys and I sat in my normal spot trying to focus on my knitting,
till it was time for John's plan to go into effect, Justin's bath time.

At 7pm, the clock in the den started chiming off the hour. As I heard its
first chime go off, my heart stopped briefly. I could feel my hands go
clammy as I looked over at John as he sat on the floor with Justin. Our
eye's locked on each others. As the clock finished its chimes John reached
over and ruffled Justin's hair as he spoke. "Ok Justin, it's Seven
O'clock. If I recall correct that's someone's bath time. Let's start
getting these toys's put away, while your Grand mom goes up and gets the
tub ready for you."  I sat there frozen in place, not sure what to do, but
the look John was giving me, told me I needed to get up and start putting
his plan into motion.



I gave, what even I could tell was a forced smile as I looked at both John
and Justin as I stood up and put my knitting down and spoke to them both,
trying to keep my tone normal sounding. "Ok, I'll go start getting things
ready. It should only take 15 or so minutes to get the tub ready. So, you
two have time to get everything put away."

My heart was beating loud in my ears as I took each step upstairs. I
couldn't believe I was about to do any of this. Or that John even really
wanted me to. But, there was no doubt in my soul that before the hour was
over, I'd forever be on a path to a dark place that John was leading me
down and that there would never be any going back to our normal life.

As I opened the bathroom door, I jumped in shock at first at seeing my
reflection in the mirror right in side the door now. I cringed in shame as
I recalled having to help John move this mirror from our bathroom in the
master suite and hang it here before Justin had arrived. John has made sure
to place this mirror right in side the door so you could see the reflection
of the mirror over the bathroom vanity, which faced the bathtub. If you
stood just right, with the bathroom door open a couple of feet, you could
look into the mirror and see everything that was going on through the
reflection of the vanity mirror. All part of his plan to witness my actions
he'd laid out for me to perform with Justin during his bath time.

My stomach was in knots as I gathered my composer and went about starting
the water in the tub. If anyone at that point were to see me, it would have
all seemed like a normal routine of testing the water to get it at the
right temperature for Justin's bath. As well, as getting the box of
Mr. Bubbles out and pouring some into the water, to get just enough bubbles
in the water for him to bath in.

After about 17 minutes, all was ready. I took a deep breath and went back
downstairs, to let Justin know his bath was ready. I don't know how I did
it, but it took all of my will to act and sound normal as I entered the
den, just in time to see both John and Justin putting the last of his toys
away. "Ok" I said, "Your bath is ready Justin, go on up and get in
it. I...I will be up to check on you in a few minutes."

Justin politely saying, "Ok grandmother, thank." as he left the room and
head upstairs.

I stood rooted in the same spot, as his words of thanks rang in my ear. If
he only knew I thought, would he still be thanking me? I looked at John; he
just gave me a wink and then went over to the bar and started making a
pitcher of martinis. He poured a couple of drinks from the pitcher and
brought one over to me.

"Here, this will help you Mary" he said.

He then reached into his slacks pocket and brought out a little bottle. He
opened it and shook out a little pill. As I saw it, I knew what it was. I'd
seen enough of the woman at the club taking them to know it was a valium. I
looked at him as he extended it towards me, my eyes, searching his face as
I spoke. "W...where did you get those? And...wh...why are you giving one to
me?"

John's tone was low and soft as he spoke. "Never mind where I got them
Mary, just take it. It will help keep you calm so you won't mess anything
up."

I didn't speak as I took the pill from him and then swallowed it with a sip
of my martini. After I'd done that, I just stood there still rooted in the
same place, not sure what to do now.

John took a few sips of his drink as he moved about the room; I could see
the look of excitement in his face. My stomach was still in knots, but I
don't know if it was the drink, or the pill or a mixture of both. But, I
could feel my self in a few seconds start to feel a bit relaxed.  I looked
over at the clock and saw that 5 minutes had passed since Justin had gone
upstairs to take his bath. I took one more sip of my drink and moved
sitting it down on the bar.  With my back to John I softly spoke to him "Do
you think its time for me to head up now?"

His voice was low, but cold as he answered "Yes, he should be in the tub by
now. Now remember all that I suggested to you. If you do it all correct
this will work. I just know it will. This is all up to you now Mary, don't
mess it up."

I just nodded as I moved past him to leave the room. As I walked up the
stairs, it felt as if I were floating somewhat, but the knots in my stomach
were not as tight as they had been. The drink and pill seemed to be working
as John has said they would. I stopped outside of the bathroom door and
took a deep breath, as I placed my hand on the knob and turned it.  I
opened the door and stepped in, just barley closing the door behind me as
John had instructed. The room seemed to be in a fog as I walked over to the
tub.

As usual, Justin was playing with the bubbles in his bath, as I stooped
down next to the tub. I fought to not act normal, but to speak through the
fog I was in "Now are you getting all clean young man? Here let me help
you."  With that, I reached into the tub getting the bar of soap in my
right hand.

Justin gave me a sour look, crossing his arms across his chest as he
answered me. "Grandmother, I'm a big boy. I don't need any help taking a
bath anymore."

"I know you're a big boy Justin" I said, "But, remember what your father
told you before he left. You are to listen to and do whatever your
grandfather and I want or tell you to do. And, I want to help you take a
bath." The words tasted vile in my throat as I said them. But I knew it was
what John wanted me to do.

Justin, still just sat there in all the bubbles giving me a sour look, his
tone sounding exasperated as he let out a long sigh "Okkkkkkk grandmother."


I started rubbing the soap on the back of his neck, working down over his
shoulders and upper back. As I was starting to run the soap down the middle
of his back I could hear the soft creak of the stairs. My heart stopped for
a brief moment, as I knew John was on his way upstairs now. I closed my
eyes briefly trying to fight the fog around me from the pill and drink, as
I prepared to start going further with John's plan.

After a few seconds, I could catch just a glimpse of a shadow coming from
the slightly open bathroom door. John was where he'd told me he'd be to
watch to make sure I did everything as he'd instructed. Once I knew we were
being watched, I moved my hand with the soap around to Justin's chest. He
still keep the sour look on his face as I did so. But thankfully, he sat
still and wasn't making a fuss and was allowing me to bath him.

I took a deep breath, and then let my hand slip down to his lower
stomach. After a few seconds, I worked my hand and soap down to his upper
left thigh. There was still no reaction of getting fussy or nervous from
Justin. My heart beat out the loud ticks of each passing second in my ears
as I then slid my hand lower.

As I moved my hand to Justin's inner left thigh now, I could fee his small
penis brush against the back of my hand. Justin squirmed a bit, but still
no sign or sound of him wanting me to stop. It was now or never I thought,
as I let the soap slip from my hand and I took my thumb and forefinger and
gently placed them on each side of Justin's penis.

Justin's body tensed up a bit, but still no sound from him asking me what I
was doing, or to stop. I let kept my thumb and forefinger in place a few
seconds, I then started to rub his penis between them. I could sense
Justin's body relax a bit and then he giggled a little.

I spoke, hoping my voice sounded calm "Are you ok Justin?"

He giggled again as he nodded and spoke "That tickles grandmother."

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked, still holding his penis.

"No, it feels good and tickles" He giggled out.

As he said that, I started working his penis a bit more. My heart skipped a
beat as I realized it was starting to fill a bit firmer than when I'd first
taken hold of it. In the back of my mind all I could think was, John was
right, he'd told me that if I did it right, Justin's penis would start to
react and it was.

With in a few seconds of my working it between my fingers, Justin's penis
felt as if it had grown a bit longer and firmer. It felt to be about the
girth of a small finger and about 2 inches long.

Justin's giggling has since decreased, but was being replaced by the sound
of him breathing deeply. I massaged his penis a few seconds longer then let
go of it and patted his leg in the water, still hoping I sounded normal as
I spoke to him.

"Ok Justin, stand up so grandmother can rinse you off."

Justin looked at me briefly, his face a bit flushed. He hesitated a few
moments, but then stood up. As he stood, the bubbles dripped from his
almost most 4 foot tall frame. I let my eyes scan down his lean smooth
body, the water and bubbles running down it, his sandy brown hair damp
around his head. My eyes stopped as I saw his penis, it was indeed quite
ridged looking. My assessment of feeling it through the water and bubbles
was correct. It was about 2 inches long and no rounder than that of a
little finger. Under his penis I could see what appeared to be two small
marbles just barely pushing out from his smooth skin.

I couldn't bring myself, to look Justin in the eyes as I took my right hand
and started to scoop up water from the tub to rinse him off with. While I
took my left hand and again placed my thumb and forefinger to his hard
penis and gently massaged it as John had instructed me to do. After a few
minutes, I stood and moved away from the tub to get a towel to dry Justin
with. As I returned to the tub I still couldn't help but look at his erect
boy penis. For some reason I found I couldn't take my eyes off of it.

"Ok" I said hoping my voice sounded calm, as I stooped down a couple of
feet away from the tub. "Step out of the bath Justin and let grandmother
dry you off now."

Justin was quite, the whole time as he stepped out of the tub, allowing me
to wrap the towel around him to dry him. After a few minutes, of drying him
I spread the towel out on the edge of the tub and finally looked him in the
eyes. My mind racing with thoughts of what I was about to do now.

"Sit down Justin, grandmother wants to talk a bit" I said as I patted at
the tub edge behind him.

As he sat down I noticed that his penis was not quite as ridged as it had
been. I took a soft breath as I placed my hands on his knees, trying to
keep from moving my eyes from his as I chewed a bit on my lower lip before
speaking to him.

"Justin honey, uuu...uh did you really like the way grandmother was making
you feel down there a while ago?"

He nodded his head yes. His eyes wide with wonderment it seemed.

"Um..m uhhh" I fought to find the right words to say to him. "Would you
like me to make you feel good down there some more?"

Again, he just nodded his head yes.

I moved my left hand up, placing my fingers on his penis to massage at it
once more. With in seconds, I could feel it start to react between my
fingers again.

"Justin honey," I said, "Now listen to me. You can not tell your mother or
father about the way I'm making you feel ok. Nor, can you tell anyone at
all about this or anything else that happens in here. Remember your father
told you to be good and do whatever your grandfather, or me wanted or told
you to do. Do you understand?"

Justin nodded his head yes, partly opening his mouth to speak softly. "I
promise grandmother."

My heart started racing, but I kept myself calm as I proceeded to talk to
him some more. "Ok, that's a good boy. You must keep that promise or your
father will be mad at you and you will be a bad boy." I felt the lump in my
throat as I said all that to him. Telling him he was going to be a bad boy
if he told. Yet, here his grandfather and I, were being the bad people. But
I had to do what John wanted; I couldn't bear to lose him. And, I knew it
was too late to really turn back now.

"I wont tell anyone grandmother" Justin softly said. He kicked his feet
back and forth a bit, sucking on his lower lip. "Grandmother...will
you...keep making it feel good down there?"

I closed my eyes, I had so hoped that none of this would work. But, just as
John had predicted, Justin was enjoying this. I opened my eyes, looking
into Justin's face as I replied. "Y...yes honey...grandmother will keep
making it feel good down there for you as long as you like."

I knew that sooner or later, I was going to have to move to the next step
of John's plan. I didn't want to, but there was no way around it. I started
to lower my head towards Justin's lap, slightly opening my mouth as I did
so. Not only was I already doing something I never even thought of before
by taking advantage of my young grandson sexually. But now, I was about to
do something else I'd never done before.

I could feel the warm tender flesh of Justin's penis brush against my lips
as I placed my mouth over it. This was the first time I'd ever had a penis
in my mouth. I had always been taught and told that this was a vile thing,
a slutty whore like thing for a woman to do. During my whole life time with
John, never once had he even hinted at or suggested I do this to him. But
now, here I was doing it for the first time to my own grandson. And all
because, of my husband saying I had to do this. To use my mouth to future
fuel Justin's lust and desire for adult attention from me so that I could
then lead him to do the same with his grandfather.

My mind was screaming at me to stop, as I worked to recall what John had
told me to do once I'd place my mouth on Justin in this fashion. It took a
few seconds, but then I managed to make my mouth work in the sucking motion
as if I were sucking on a straw like John had told me I needed to do. As I
started to do this, not only could I feel Justin's penis start to swell on
my tongue, but I heard a small gasp expect from Justin. My tongue moved a
bit, not only could I feel Justin's penis pressing into it, but I could
also feel the hardness of his small testicles under it pressing into the
tip of my tongue. As I did this, I couldn't help bit be amazed at just how
firm his penis felt.

I did this vile action for what felt like hours, but was only a few
minutes. With each passing second I could hear Justin's breathing becoming
heavier. There was no doubt in my mind he was enjoying the feel of this.

I finally moved my head away, letting his penis slide from between my
lips. I licked removing a string of spit that was stretching from my lower
lip to the tip of his penis as I spoke to him softly. "Justin,
wou...do...would you like to make your grandmother feel good too like I'm
making you feel?"

I looked into his eyes, they seemed a bit glazed over as he keep breathing
heavy. He nodded his head yes as he muttered "Uhun"

I sat back, and then stood up as I started to unbutton my blouse. I turned
embarrassed to face him as I continued to undo and then remove my
blouse. As I folded it in half and laid it on the vanity top, I couldn't
help but see him in the mirror over it watching me. I blushed, but reached
behind me and undid my bra and then letting it fall forwards off my
shoulders as I removed and then laid it on top of my blouse.

I stood there not only watching Justin's reflection in the mirror as he sat
there on the edge of the tub watching me, but I also looked at myself in
the mirror. I studied my breasts; they were a size 33 c and they showed no
signs of sagging for a woman of my age yet. As I looked at them, I was
shocked to realize my nipples were erect looking. I reach up and watched
myself touch them. I shivered as I felt how hard they were. I couldn't
understand why. The only time I'd ever known my nipples to react this way
was when I was either cold, or sexually aroused. I closed my eyes as I
thought of the later. No, I can't be aroused at these disgusting acts I've
been doing. It's just my nerves, that's what it has to be I thought.

I opened my eyes and turn around facing Justin, his eyes taking in my
exposed upper body. I felt compelled to put my arms up to cover my breasts,
but I didn't. I got back on the floor before Justin on my knees, taking his
hands as I did so. I placed them on my breasts speaking softly to
him. "Justin honey, do you know what these are?" his small hands felt so
warm on my breasts I thought as I held them there.

Justin nodded and whispered "They are your bosoms, right?"

"Yes," I said, "They are my bosoms, or breasts as some would call
them. If...if you rub them they will make me feel good. Just like you felt
good when I ...I...rubbed you down there on your...penis. So if you want to
make me feel good like I did you, all you have to do is rub them for
grandmother." With that I removed my hands from his leaving his hands in
place on my breasts.

The room was still for several seconds, my watching Justin's face for a
reaction and his eyes just lingering on his hands on my breasts. Then I
felt it, his left hand started to slide along the side of my right breast,
then his right hand did the same to my left side. I closed my eyes as I
felt a shiver run through my body at his touch. I could feel goose bumps
tingling all along my body, especially around my areolas and nipples.

Justin's hands started to roam freely around my breasts, and then suddenly
I gasped as I felt his hand squeeze on them. It hurt just a bit, but it
caused a slight flash of warmth to shoot through my body right down to my
vagina. I'd never felt anything like that before.

When I gasped, Justin let go of my breasts and looked at me, his eyes wide
as he whispered "Did I hurt you grandmother?"

"N...no honey" I said, "I...it felt good honestly, you just surprised me
was all."

With that, he put his hands back on my breasts, he squeezed them
again. Another flash of warmth shot through me at the slight pain it
caused. But I didn't stop him. With each passing moment, his roaming and
squeezing of my breasts became more aggressive feeling with his excitement
of exploring them. Soon I could feel his little nails digging in a few
places of my tender flesh as he squeezed more. John had never touched my
breasts, other than to kiss them a bit whenever we use to have sex. The way
Justin was now touching them was painful, but at the same time exciting my
body in a way I'd never felt before. I didn't know what was wrong with me,
my body felt as if it were on fire now, there was no mistaken the feeling
of my vagina reacting to this feeling. I closed my eyes letting the feeling
wash over me.

With my eyes closed, it felt as if the room was spinning around me with the
way I was feeling now. Then suddenly all was still, Justin's hands were no
longer on me. As I was opening my eyes to see what was wrong I heard his
soft voice whispering to me.

"Grandmother?" he said

I looked at him, my body trembling now as I fought to keep it from sounding
in my voice. "Yes Justin?"

Justin gave me small smile whispering still "Grandmother, can I put my
...my mouth on them like you did me down there?"

I swallowed as I tried to keep my tone calm as I spoke, due to the fire I
was feeling in my body "Yyyyess Justin, yo...you may put your mouth on them
if you want."

Justin kept the small smile on his face as he moved getting on his knees
before me. He placed his hands on my breasts again as he leaned forward. I
closed my yes as I felt his warm breath on my breasts. At the feel of his
soft warm, wet lips on my left nipple I shivered. It felt so good. He first
moved his mouth over my left breast, and then moved to the right one, his
hands again starting to squeeze at them as he did so. Then, just as before
when he first squeezed my breasts, I let out a loud gasp as I felt his
teeth scrap clumsily into the tender flesh of my breasts. The fire that
went through my body was intense. Soon, just as he was doing with his
hands, his mouth grew more eager upon me. His teeth were either scraping at
my tender flesh or biting into it. My head was spinning, not able to
understand the reaction that my body was having to all of this. At times
his bites were so intense that I had to fight from yelling out in pain, but
my body seemed to crave it for some reason.

Through all of this, I could smell the soft scent of smoke. I glanced over
towards the open door, I could still see a shadow on the floor and wall
around it. I knew John was still watching and had evidently lit up a
cigarette as he watched the deprived show going on before him in the mirror
reflection. I knew I should feel sick at this, but my body seemed to have a
mind of its own.

I felt as if I were someone else as I wrapped my arms around Justin, as I
moved my knees and legs under me to lay us both down on the floor. Justin
never once removing his hands, or mouth from my breasts, my body fueled by
a fire I couldn't explain inside of me at the moment. As I lay on my back,
Justin laid a top of me, I could feel his erect penis pressing between us
into my lower abdomen, he seemed to be moving his body in only a rhythm he
knew as he kept pressing it into me, the whole time his hands and mouth
kept working feverously at my breasts.

There was no doubt in my mind that my vagina was reacting to all of this,
for I could feel a warm dampness starting to coat my inner thighs around
the leg openings of my panties. I held Justin tight; as I let my hands roam
over his smooth sides and back, down to his small round firm bottom. Not
once, could I ever recall such a desire to explore John's body in this
fashion as he had just laid on top of me moving in and out of me when we'd
had sex.

I moved my left arm down, using my hand to pull at my skirt to raise it
some. Once I was able to get my hand up it, my finger tips could feel the
wetness coating my inner thigh. I moved my fingers up a bit more till I was
touching the crotch of my panties, they were soaked. My fingers pressed a
bit into the crotch of the thin wet fabric making contact with my vagina
lips. My body felt a jolt of lighting shoot up through me.

At that moment, my mind flashed back to when I was 14. I could recall as a
young developing girl, how I had touched at myself down there a few times
and how strange, yet good it had felt when I'd done so. That was until one
night when my mother came in to say good night to me and saw what I was
doing. I could see her face and hear her words in my mind as she told me
what a sinful thing that was for a good girl to touch their self down there
in such a way. That it was sinful to perform self pleasure on ones
self. Now as I recalled that whole scene, I stopped pressing my fingers
into my soaked panties. I wanted to be a good girl, a good woman, wife and
grandmother, but now as my mind focused on what was going on and how my
body was reacting to it all, I knew I was anything but good anymore. With
that thought, I slide my fingers up the leg of my panties and shoved them
into my vagina. My body bucked up in sheer pleasure as I did so. I started
to feverously finger at myself while Justin kept up his steady pace of
pleasuring my breasts.

I was lost in the moment while all of this went on, I don't know how long
it had been, but I heard Justin's voice soft and breathy speaking to me and
I noticed he was no longer touching or biting at my breasts.

"Grandmother" he was whispering.

I opened my eyes and looked up at him. "Yes?" I said

 He was sitting with his bottom on my lower abdomen, his little penis still
erect. He had a half glazed look in his eyes and on his face as he
spoke. "Grandmother...put it in your mouth again."

I wasn't sure if that was a question, or an order. Either way I just looked
up at him and opened my mouth not saying a word. My fingers still in my
vagina but sitting still, I could feel how thickly coated they were in my
own juices.

Justin looked down at me for a few seconds, and then he started moving. As
he slid himself up my body, the feeling of his warm smooth, firm bottom
gliding over my flesh sent chills threw me. He settled his bottom onto my
breasts as he leaned forward placing his hands on top of my shoulders
allowing his penis to go right into my mouth. The moment it was there, I
closed my lips tight around it eagerly sucking on it this time, as I
pressed my tongue into the firmness of it along with his small testicles. A
low grunt escaped his throat.

It felt as if he had his entire weight pressing into my breasts as he sat
on them, the pain was almost unbearable, but at the same time it was
sending shock waves straight to my vagina. My fingers started probing at my
soaked self; the warm thick juices seemed to be pouring out more now as I
did so. My entire body felt as if it were on fire. Soon, Justin started the
same rhythm of pressing his penis into my sucking mouth, just has he had
been doing when pressing it into my lower abdomen.

The more I sucked on him, the louder his grunting seemed to get. I jabbed
my fingers deeper into my vagina, causing me to let out a loud moan. Soon I
was matching the rhythm of fingering myself to the same rhythm of Justin
grinding himself into my mouth. I don't know just how long this went on,
but every second it went on my body felt as if it were reaching a boiling
point. I'd never known my body to feel or react this way before it was all
so over whelming.

I wasn't sure what was about to happen, but I could sense I was about to
feel a sensation unlike any other I'd ever had before up till now as my
hips bucked up on their own as I shoved my fingers deeper into me. Suddenly
I could feel Justin's body on top of me go extremely tense and then started
to shake, as an animal like sound came from him. I opened my eyes to see
his head leaning back, his mouth was hanging open with spittle hanging out
around the edges of it.  Right at that exact moment it felt as if a dam had
burst inside of me. My hips jerked up as my vagina clamped tight around my
fingers, I started shaking unaccountably as I heard my own strange sounds
coming from my throat mixing with the strange sounds coming from Justin. We
both shook and all for several seconds, and then as if the tides of waves
that had seemed to have washed over us both started to subside. I was
feeling very relaxed now, my body going limp as I sensed the same happening
to Justin's as he moved letting his penis move from my lips while he
stretched himself on top of me. I removed my fingers from myself, I could
feel how wet and coated they were with my own juices as I wrapped my arms
around Justin and we both just lay there quite and relaxed.

It felt as if I were about to doze off, as I heard the soft sounds oh John
moving away from the partly open bathroom door. The he went down the hall
to the master bedroom; I could hear the door open then a few seconds later
it closed as he softly walked back down the hall and then down the
stairs. My heart started racing as it all hit me, about what had just
happened.

I lay still for a few more seconds, feeling the weight of Justin on me. He
too lay still, his breathing soft as if he were asleep. I carefully moved,
holding him to me as I worked to stand up. He squirmed a bit in my arms,
but said nothing. I felt as if I were in a daze as I stood fully now,
Justin had his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist as I used
my arms to support him while I carried him to the guest room he always
staid in. Somehow, I managed to get him in his pajamas and tucked into
bed. I looked down at his peaceful form as he slept. My heart ached for
what I'd just done to him, but there was no way I could undo it all now.

I leaned and softly kissed the top of his head, whispering "I'm so sorry."

When I left the room I pulled the door quietly behind me and I stood there
in the hallway feeling as if I were about to throw up. I looked down and
realized I was still naked from the waist up, my arms wrapped around my
chest to cover myself. When I did so I winched in pain due to how tender my
breasts were now due to Justin's play he'd done with them. I forced myself
to move back to the bathroom, where I proceeded to promptly put my blouse
back on, leaving my bra off. I felt like I was a zombie as I moved about to
then rinse the tub out from Justin's bath and then tidy the bathroom up.

Once that was all done, I went to the master bedroom, as I did so; I could
hear the opening theme of "NBC's Saturday Night Movie Theme" floating
upstairs. One of John's regular show's he watched on Saturday Nights. It
came on I knew at 9:30, my stomach tied in knots as I realized then that
I'd just spent a hour and a half in the bathroom with Justin, again I felt
as if I were going to be sick as it all flashed before my eyes at what had
taken place during that time.

I stepped into the master bedroom and shut the door behind me; I needed to
take a shower. I wanted to try and wash the feeling of dirtiness off me
from what I'd done. As soon as I got into the bathroom off the bedroom, I
started to hurriedly remove my cloths so I could get in the shower. When I
lifted the top of the dirty cloth hamper to put my things in it, I caught
site of something laying on top of the other dirty things in it. It took me
a few seconds to realize what it was; it was a pair of Justin's little
underwear all wadded up. How did they get there I thought?  I reached in
and pulled them out, they seemed to be coated with something as I held them
up. The more I un-wadded them the more I felt and say a thick fluid in
them. My head started to spin as I realized what it was. It was John's
semen, while he had watched Justin and I in the bathroom he'd evidently
self pleasured himself into them. I dropped the soiled underwear back into
the hamper along with my own dirty things and then turned to throw up in
the toilet behind me.

Once I had emptied the vile from my stomach, I got in the shower and took a
hot shower trying to scrub the dirty feeling off me, but I couldn't seem to
get rid of it. Once the water started to turn cold I got out, dried myself
off and went and put my nightgown on. My whole body was shaking as I then
pulled the covers back on the bed and crawled into it, willing sleep to
over take me.