Grandma Fran Keeps Her Promise

These moments were so special, neither one of them would ever forget them the rest of their lives. With his lover's encouragement, Josh increased his tempo, and thrust his hips into her face.

Years later he would watch porno flicks of this same action, and remember fondly of his first blow job and face fuck, which was with his favorite grandmother.

Fran could tell that Josh might want to enjoy more sucking before cumming, she slowed the tempo, and rolled Josh over on his back. She knelt over him, her large breasts rubbing against his knees. Her large nipples were especially hard, and positioned them inside his thighs, rubbing them up and down his legs as her head continued to bob up and down.

It was not long before she heard Josh whisper, "Now Grandma, I'm going to cum now! Suck me good!"

And then he remembered one of his grandmother's rules, and corrected himself.

"Please Grandma, Please suck me good!"

She always wanted him to say 'please' when asking for something. But he did not need to worry, she was sucking him good for her own enjoyment as much as his. When he shot his second load she eagerly took it in her mouth and down her throat.

As she finished, she heard the front door open. She put a finger to her lips to be sure Josh remained silent, then slipped out of his bed and went to her room.

'What have I done.' she thought to herself.

She knew it was wrong, and yet, she felt so good inside. In her heart, she knew they would have more time together before her vacation was over. In her heart, she knew that this was good for both of them. She was teaching him things a man needed to know.

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Grandma Fran's trip to the airport

As it turned out only Bob would be taking his mother-in-law to the airport. The rest of the family stayed home.

He didn't mind since they had been getting along so well. They had about an hour drive, but traffic was light this early in the morning, so it was an easy drive.

As they talked he couldn't help glancing over noticing her breasts straining against her white blouse.

They say if you look at your wife's mother, you will know what your wife will look like in twenty years. He certainly hoped that were true, but Clair just didn't have the equipment her mother had, and never would.

He could see the outline of her low cut bra, and just enough cleavage to be tantalizing but still modest.

He didn't want to be caught staring, but he couldn't take his eyes off of them, imagining they were fully exposed, as he cupped them in his hands, and ran the ball of his thumb over the nipple. His mouth watered and he licked his lips as he imagined how a ripe nipple would feel on his tongue.

Fran noticed that he seemed to be intent on something, so asked "Were you going to say something?"

He stammered around a few seconds then just blurted out "I couldn't help notice how you have a better shape than Clair."

His comment caught both of them off guard. He never meant to say something like that, it just came out. There was dead silence for a full minute before Fran broke the tension.

"I'm afraid an old woman like me has lost most of her shape."

But she noticed that Bob was staring at h we breasts and she was flattered.

"You sure look good to me. I'm sure you were a knockout when you were Clair's age, but you still have all of the curves in the right places."

Unconsciously his hand repositioned his prick which was getting chubby.

Fran noticed this and asked "Are you getting excited, down there? Do you really find me attractive in that way?"

Bob nodded his head, but couldn't think of anything to say.

He watched as his well stacked mother-in-law unbuttoned two buttons of her blouse, and opened up her cleavage. She was feeling naughty, and it was showing.

"Do you want me to show them to you?"

Bob noticed they were approaching a rest stop, so he put his blinker on and got on the exit ramp. As he pulled the car into the parking spot, he watched as Fran scooped her ripe melons out of her bra and let them spill over the front of her blouse.

Her nipples were in plain sight.

Without waiting to be invited he reached up with one hand and lightly squeezed one tit.

"Man, you've got the biggest tits I've ever held."

He played with her nipple as it got hard. He wanted to taste it in his mouth, but he didn't want to push his luck. He couldn't believe he hadn't been slapped in the face already.

To his surprise Fran reached her hand around his head and drew his mouth right to her nipple. He took it, and as much of her tit as he could get in his mouth. She left him suck on it a few minutes, then pulled it out of his mouth.

"We'd better be going." she whispered.

She knew what they were doing was not right, but she was getting excited.

As she spoke, her hand went to his crotch and rubbed his male member. She knew her grandson had a large penis and wondered if he took after his father. As her fingers rubbed the outline of the chubby shaft she realized that daddy did indeed have a big one.

Bob was feeling like his good luck was just starting. He would have been satisfied with a peek and a little tit sucking. Now it looked like he might get more.

He wanted to thank his wife's mother for being so nice, so he leaned over and kissed her full on the lips.

She responded, and kissed him back. As they kissed, using tongues to explore, he played with her tits, and she continued to rub his crotch.

She was starting to feel like a teenager again, necking in the car.

Then she realized who she was with. This was her daughter's husband, not her boyfriend. It was Clair's place to give Bob sexual satisfaction, not hers. She knew she would have to be the one to stop them from going too far.

She whispered in his ear "You need to let Clair help with this when you get home." and she gave his prick a little squeeze before releasing it.

"I won't have time."

"Oh, you can get her to give you a quick one. You know, a little oral loving."

"Clair doesn't go for that. I'll have to jack off on the way home from the airport."

Fran realized she wanted to do more for her son-in-law than they had done. Now it seemed she really would not be taking Clair's place. Bob was going to satisfy himself, without Clair, that was for sure. The only question was if he would be by himself, or she would be with him. She decided if Clair wouldn't be there, at least she could, it was the motherly thing to do.

"Do you want me to help you with it? I could do that for you, so you don't have to do it yourself. Would that be okay?"

At this point she really didn't know how Bob would react. She didn't know if he would think it was "too strange" to have your mother-in-law help you have sexual satisfaction. She suspected he would enjoy her motherly touch on his private parts, and she hoped she was right.

Bob knew his mother -in-law was sexy, but she was really surprising him today.

He unzipped his pants, as an invitation to her. Her hand slid inside, and sought out his warm chubby shaft.

"You can play with my breasts while I do it.''

She fished his cock out of his trousers, so it stuck out for both to see.

She used her fingers to caress and arouse it. By this time it was very erect. She ran her fingers over it like it were part of a marble statue.

At the same time Bob enjoyed the feel of her ripe nipple as he rubbed it across the palm of his hand. He lightly squeezed each ample breast.

He held his wife's breasts like this on a regular basis, but because of the difference in shape this was much more exciting. And the fact that it was a woman as old as his mother made it somehow more exciting than if it were a woman his own age.

He looked at her face in the soft morning light, and imagined what she must have looked like when she was in her 20's. He liked what he saw.

And he liked what he was feeling.

Then a thought occurred to Fran.

"I guess we'll have a mess when we are done.''

"There's a box of tissue in the back seat. Do you want me to get it?"

It was then that she realized she didn't want him to get the tissues. She was thinking of something much more pleasurable for both of them. Helping Bob jack off was one thing, but now she was considering giving him oral sex.

She realized that is what she had been thinking about for the last few minutes. From the moment he told her Clair did not give him oral satisfaction, she had been thinking about how much fun her daughter was missing.

She imagined the feel of Bob's hard, young cock in her mouth.

These were his best years of his sexual nature, and Clair was missing half of the fun. She imagined herself demonstrating to Clair the fine art of cock sucking, although in mixed company she always referred to it as the oral arts.

She knew that if she showed Clair how much Bob appreciated shooting his load into a wanting mouth, Clair would get as much pleasure as she did.

Of course it was more than the moment of ejaculation that gave pleasure. The feel of a hard man-muscle in her mouth gave Fran goose bumps, it felt so good. It made her pussy tingle.

Fran put her lips to his ear and whispered "I have a better idea. We won't have any mess if you cum in my mouth."

Even as she said the words, she could hardly believe she had spoken them. The thought of this gave Bob's erection a twitch.

He brought his lips to her mouth and gave her another long kiss. She understood that this meant he liked the idea.

Her lips went straight from his mouth to the head of his cock, which she kissed just as lovingly as she had kissed the cheek of her grandson a few hours before.

She used her lips and tongue to cover the outside of Bob's private muscle with caresses. Before she put it in her mouth she raised her head and kissed him lightly on the mouth.

Bob released the catch on his seat and left it recline backward. This time as her head returned to his crotch he could watch as her lips nibbled on the head of his cock.

She rubbed the head of his cock with her lips, and licked it with her tongue. He was anxious to feel himself in her mouth. He used a free hand to hold his cock and stroke it. He guided it toward her mouth, and his other hand pushed her head toward it.

She didn't really resist, but she allowed him to think he was controlling her. She knew men liked to feel in control. As he pushed his cockhead against her lips she kept them closed, as if she had changed her mind. She also knew men liked a little teasing. She allowed his cock to rub against her lips and cheeks, but blocked entry to getting inside of her mouth.

"Oh grandma Fran, suck on it." Bob whispered, and waited for her to respond, but she just continued to tease him.

"Put it in your mouth and suck it."

But Fran ignored his request. She put her hand on top of his cock holding hand, and left him know by her touch that she would gladly do the stroking for him.

He relinquished his pride and joy to her loving touch.

Finally she turned her mouth towards him, rubbing his shaft on her cheek, and asked in a baby voice "Does Bobby want Mummy to suck him off? Does Bobby want to put his cock in Mummy's mouth?"

That sweet baby voice coming from the mouth of his mother-in law was better than any fantasy he could have.

"Oh god yes mummy, suck on my dick."

Fran took it in her mouth and sucked on it very slowly and lovingly.

Bob watched, and realized she wasn't sucking him off because she felt an obligation. She wasn't doing it in a hurry, just to make him cum, like Clair would do. She was doing it because she really wanted to. He could tell she enjoyed the taste of his manhood.

Bob knew there were women like that, that liked sucking, but he had never dated one. Now he knew that his wife's mother was one of those women who liked the taste of cock. And best of all, she liked the taste of his cock.

He imagined she liked to have her pussy licked too. Oh how he'd like to play with her tits while he licked her wet pussy. He closed his eyes and imagined his face buried in her furry bush.

The sucking stopped and he opened his eyes. Fran was rubbing his cockhead, wet with her saliva, over her nipples. His precum was mixing with her saliva, and it glistened in the morning light.

The morning light was kind to his cock sucking mother-in-law. She looked younger than he had ever seen her.

She used her tongue to lap up some precum, and it reminded him of a teenager licking an ice cream cone.

She didn't suck cock the way the porn stars did. She sucked cock the way your mother would, soft, gentle and loving. She took it in her mouth again, took it all, right down to the base. Bob could feel his cockhead bumping the back of her throat. He could tell she was almost ready to gag. Her eyes were closed in concentration but she was smiling. He could tell she had experience in doing this, in giving her partner as much pleasure as she got herself.

He couldn't help notice she was leaving a lipstick ring around the base of his cock. His wife would be sure to recognize that shade of red if she saw it. He'd have to remember to wash it off before he got home.

He knew that they had to finish up, but he wanted one more gander at those ripe melons.

"Show me your tits again.''

Fran sat up, and left her tits hang out for him to see. He would replay this scene many times in the weeks to come. Sometimes when he was jacking off, sometimes when he was screwing his wife.

"Does Clair let you titty fuck her?"

She was playing with one breast and nipple, and Bob had the other in his hand. He shook his head in a negative response.

She leaned over to whisper in his ear "If you keep it a secret about what we're doing, the next time I come to Florida I will let you do it to me. Bobby needs to be a good boy and keep our secret. Next time he can cum in mummy's face."

She nibbled on his earlobe.

"Mummy would like that.''

"Give mummy a kiss, then she will make you cum.''

Their lips met, and their tongues met. They kissed as lovers kiss.

Bob couldn't help wondering if his own mother was as good as his wife's mother, in the oral arts. He knew she wouldn't be as easy. Not that Fran was a slut, but getting your own mother to suck your cock would have to be harder than getting your mother-in law to do it.

His own mother had much smaller tits. He got a glimpse of them a few months ago, and had spent some time thinking about sucking on them. They were about the same size as Clair's, and if he closed his eyes when he was sucking them, he imagined it was his mother's tits he was sucking.

Once when he had just turned 21 they shared a bottle of wine together and his mother fell asleep on the couch next to him. He felt her tits while she was sleeping. He told himself it was because he was drunk, but he had intentionally not had much to drink. He wasn't drunk, just horny. Horny enough to play with his mother's tits. He wanted to suck on them, but was afraid she would wake up. He managed to get his finger in her twat, but she was dry. He could barely taste her when he licked his finger. He was determined to taste her pussy juice, and was working on a plan. He now wanted a plan that included her sucking on his pecker.

He was developing a taste for older women, even if they were related to him.

His mother-in-law was certainly a passionate kisser, but it was her cock sucking that he wanted more of. He pushed her face towards his shaft and she eagerly complied. Her face bobbed up and down and she let out little moans of pleasure.

As Bob watched, he forgot all about his own mother, and enjoyed the attention of his wife's mother. Her face was bobbing up and down in a regular rhythm that soon had Bob shooting his load into the eager mouth.

As she backed off the slimy shaft she swallowed a little cum. With each slow pump she cleaned him a little more, until one final slurp and she sat up with a huge smile on her face.

"Oh Bob, I'm so glad we got to know each other this way. I wish we had more time together."

As she was talking she was buttoning up her blouse. Bob followed her cue and put his now limp cock back in his trousers and zipped up.

Fran was squirming in her seat and seemed to be repositioning her skirt. When she was done she stuffed something in Bob's pocket.

She whispered in his ear, "A little souvenir to help you to remember our time together."

Bob put his hand in his pocket to feel her wet panties. He pulled them out and put them against his mouth and nose to smell the pungent odor of Fran's pussy.

What a sexy mother-in law, he thought to himself.

Family visits were going to be a lot more fun from now on. He couldn't wait to fuck that nice pussy of hers.