SomeOdd Gift

Disclaimer: This chapter contains graphic sexual undertakings between a mother, a grandmother and a son. It also contains groping, women with ridiculous builds, a man with a painfully large penis, blowjobs, handjobs and straight out vaginal fucking. It also has a lot of stickiness and cum leaking. Plus, lotsa' groping, squeezing, fondling and the like, and dominance and humiliation. Should you not like such content, do not continue.

After finishing the bath James watched his mother dry herself and then let her dry him. He had to smack her hands away from his cock, though, as she had made sure to keep ‘drying’ it until he had an erection.

After this, he helped his mother pick out an outfit. He chose a loose button up shirt, which he didn’t button up. Instead he tied a knot at base and pulled it tighter until it fit snuggling against her breasts. Her slightly darker skin shown through the white material and her nipples were plain as day due to both their color and hardness.

Next, he gave her a tight fitting pair of hot pink shorts to wear. They barely reached passed her ass and showed off sexy thighs.

After this he gave her knee high socks and some high heels to wear around. Next, she dressed him happily. He wore boxers, jeans and a t-shirt.

After this, James slipped an arm around his mother and made his way out onto the large, wooden deck and down the ramp. They began to walk towards his grandparent’s home, which was just across a small dirt road on their land.

On the way there, he noticed that his grandmother had gone walking. Thinking quickly, he bid his mother to hide behind and old, broken down car and waited for his grandmother to meet him on the road.

His grandmother was an attractive woman, with light skin and wavy brown hair which hung to her shoulders. She wore glasses and had a surprisingly youthful appearance. Her pale skin looked soft to the touch and was free of blemish and wrinkle. Her lips were full, ripe for sucking and colored a light pink.

James eyed her chest specifically. They had to be DDs as they were noticeably larger than his mother’s own D-cups. They bounced slightly as she walked over to him and jiggle from side to side as she waved. He also noticed that his grandmother had a fuller rear than his mother’s as well as thicker thighs. She wasn’t fat by any means; at least she didn’t look it.

“Hey, Grandma,” he greeted happily, waving back and putting on a pretend smile. She returned the smile in earnest and leaned in to hug him. He felt her large, warm orbs squish up against his chest.

Behind the car, Vanessa watched in amusement.

“Hi, James. How’re you doing?”

“Pretty good,” he chatted, ignoring her completely. “And how are you? You’re looking good, by the way, really fit.”

She blushed at the compliment and thanked him. “I try. Been walking and exercising a little lately.”

“Well, it’s working.” It was true, he had to admit, his grandmother looked fine. Then he decided to scare her. Quickly, he lifted his left hand up and palmed one of her fat tits. His grandmother squeaked in response but didn’t fight it. In fact, she just stood there and allowed him to do it, though she didn’t seem comfortable at all.

“These are really nice. I like how you’ve been keeping in decent shape, yet you’ve still got something to touch.” He began squeezing and massaging her tit as if it was a precious pet.

“Thank you, James. Could you ple—“ She was cut off abruptly as he raised his other hand to squeeze he free breasts. Through her shirt and her bra he tried to rub where he had assumed her nipples would be.

Vanessa, who was from behind the car, couldn’t help but snicker. There he mother stood, her breasts in the hands of her own grandson, and all she could manage to do was blush and look at the ground in shame.

James hefted her tits up a little bit and shoved them together. Then, he leaned in and pressed his lips to those of his grandmother’s. She opened her mouth immediately when he wanted to shove his tongue in there and put up no resistance as he explored her mouth.

After a few moments of fondling and necking, James felt his grandmother’s hands press against his chest lightly and decided to stop molesting her so openly. He didn’t remove his hands from her breasts, though. Instead, he leaned his head in, licked her earlobe gently and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you with my giant prick!”

He heard her gasp and let go of her. She shuffled off in a rush, blushing madly and looking ashamed.

Vanessa came out of hiding and made her way to her master. Immediately, one of her hands went to pet his crotch affectionately and she eyed it curiously. “You’re very hard, master.”

“Yeah, she’s a hottie,” he admitted. “Now, let’s go and hide in her bedroom. I have a plan!” His mother squealed appreciatively as he gave her ass a light pinch and walked with him to the trailer where his grandparent’s lived.

They made their way to the trailer quietly, kneeling down and almost crawling as they passed the living room. Then they climbed up the small deck in the back and entered cautiously. After making sure no one was watching they passed through the small washing room and down the hall to the master bedroom. In there, James went directly for the small, walk in closet on one side and made sure that he and his mother hid in the clothes so as not to be seen.

“We’ll wait here,” he explained. “Then, when we get her alone, we’ll strike!”

His mother grinned and began massaging his dick through his jeans. James didn’t stop her. Instead he leaned back as best as he could to get comfortable and waited. They heard footfalls from outside, ones too heavy to be that of his grandmother’s. The door knob turned and the door came open, revealing James' grandfather.

He was a large, dark skinned man with greasy hair. He walked in, grabbed some shoes and said, “I don’t know, Betsy, damn it! I’ll go get the mail, you take your damn shower!” James had to suppress a breath of relief at this news.

Soon his grandmother would be within his grasps!

His grandfather left and closed the door behind him, leaving James and his mother in the dark. Feeling bored as he waited for his grandmother to enter, James began squeezing his mother’s melons through her tiny little shirt.

“Oh, master,” she muttered as she puffed out her chest for him to feel. Her hand had pulled out his prick and was now massaging it with light, affectionate strokes.

James wedged his fingers between the thin, white material and her breasts. With a small tug the shirt came down and her breasts spilled out. Now, with her nipples free to the air, easy to grasp, James hefted her breasts up and began teething the hard, brown nubs. Vanessa could do little more than gasp and massage his cock appreciatively.

Then they heard foot steps from outside. They were softer than before and accompanied by an angry muttering. James knew his grandmother had finished her shower and was getting dressed.

Quickly, he stuffed his prick into his pants, ignoring the aching he felt from it being so confined. Then his listened and waited for his grandmother. He heard the sound of dresser drawers moving from outside, then the muttering grew closer to the door.

Absently, he swatted at his mother’s hands as she tried to put her breasts away. “No,” he whispered, as he wanted her breasts to be on display for her mother. He noticed the light blush on her face and found it quite endearing.

Then the door opened and light flooded in. James made sure not to move, not to be detected, not yet.

A dainty, pale hand reached into the room and pulled the string on the light, then in walked his grandmother. She definitely had a fuller figure than that of his mother’s. Her breasts were noticeably larger and strained against her plain pink brassiere, which wedged them together so perfect that she had very noticeable cleavage.

Her thighs and ass jiggled slightly, showing the extra softness that they had and this made James' cock all the harder. She was wearing a light pair of worn pink panties. From the top, he couldn’t see any crotch hair at all and assumed her to be shaved clean down there.

Her hair still looked damp and clung to her small shoulders and her face, which had the glasses back on, allowing her to see. Quietly, his grandmother began examining clothes with an annoyed look on her face.

“I hate everyone,” she muttered under her breath as she grabbed at a plain white T-shirt.

Now, James thought, and he jumped up from the clothes. His grandmother gave a shrill scream which was quickly silenced by one of his hands. The other one wrapped around her from behind and grabbed hold of one of her large breasts. His crotch ground into her ass, causing her to squeak ever so lightly from behind his hand and he held her tight so she couldn’t move.

Her light fidgeting only served to arouse him more, as her fleshy ass massaged his prick. “Listen,” James whispered in her ear harshly, “You don’t make a sound, we won’t have problems.”

His grandmother nodded weakly, tears rolling down her cheeks. James let her go and, as she had silently agreed, she just stood there quietly, submissively, ready for what was to come.

With his now free hand, James reached around and hefted up her other breast and began to squeeze it, weighing her tits lewdly. She didn’t fight it; she just let out a light gasp and leaned into his arms. Still, her ass was shoved up against his crotch.

“Too easy,” his mother muttered as she crawled out from their hiding spot. Her large breasts jiggled slightly as she steady herself and James noticed her dark nipples were hard as they could be.

James gave a chuckle at that. “But easier means we can get to the fun more quickly.” Then, grabbing a handful of his grandmother’s hair, he led the two women out to the bedroom.

It was a relatively small bedroom, with windows on both sides. On the same wall as the closet was the door leading to the hall and a T.V. that set between them. On the far wall was the door leading to the bathroom. Taking up most of the bedroom was a large water bed with a head board almost as tall as his grandmother that had four shelves, two on bottom and two on top and a large mirror in the center.

James let go of his grandmother’s hair. “Go lock the door,” he commanded, wondering how she would react.

Submissively, with a look of terror on her face, she wandered over to the door, locked it and looked back at him. Still, the tears came unhindered.

“Now, pull the blinds.” Yet again, Betsy obeyed immediately. James idly thought that he wouldn’t need the watch. Though, he’d use it anyway, if not to make her obedient, then to see how she’d react to it.

“Okay, one more command for now. Come and sit on the bed in front of me.”

Like a kicked puppy, she strode over, sounding sniffles and sobs from time to time. Then, with a hung head, she sat.

“Close your eyes, mother,” he commanded to Vanessa, who was watching in amusement. With an exaggerated sigh she did was she was told and closed her eyes. Then, mockingly, she covered them with her hands as if she were a child.

Grinning, James retained his grip on his grandmother’s hair and jerked her head up to look at him. “Here comes the fun, Grandma!”

With his other hand he pulled the pocket watch out and held it in front of. He watched as her gaze went to it curiously. “What’s that,” she asked quietly, her voice weak from the internal sobbing and self-pity.

“Your future,” he whispered to her almost affectionately. Then, he flipped the pocket watch open. Calmly, his grandmother’s puffy, red eyes stared at the broken watch face. Then, her pupil’s dilated, much like her child’s had only four days before. Her jaw went slack and hung open and her body went limp.

James flipped the pocket watch closed and stuffed it in his jeans. Then he tapped his mother on the shoulder, gaining her attention and signaling her that she could open her eyes. As soon as she could see again James signaled for her to keep quiet. He didn’t want her to ruin this little game of his.

Vanessa gave a nod, which caused her attractive breasts to jiggle slightly, and then watched.

Gently, James craned his grandmother’s neck down and kneeled before her. His made sure her eyes stared directly into his and then the ‘connection’ began. It took only a few seconds for her body to regain life and her eyes to return to normal. A blush over took her features and then she tucked her hands between her thighs compliantly.

James let go of her hair and lowered his hand slowly, caressing her face, then her bra clad bosom, then her stomach, her forearm and ended on her thigh. The whole time, his grandmother gave her a quiet, affectionate look.

“See, she’ll be good now,” he said to his mother softly. “Won’t you?”

Almost childishly, his grandmother nodded. From behind James, he heard his mother whistle. “Damn, that’s hot. How’d you do that to her?”

“Secret,” James muttered before standing. “Now, grandma, I have some questions for you, will you answer?”

Again, she nodded while giving him an innocent, big eyed look of endearment. James patted her on the head.

“Good girl. First, have you ever sucked cock?’

She nodded.

“Did you like it?”

She shook her head.

“Do you like fucking?”

She nodded again.

“Would you like for me to fuck you?”

A third nod.

“How big are your breasts, grandma?”

Finally she spoke, in a rather small voice. “Thirty-eight double-Ds.”

“Did you like when I touched them earlier?”

A nod accompanied with a quiet, “Yes.”

James reached over to his mother and grabbed hold of one of her breasts. “Your daughter has nice breasts, doesn’t she?”

“Yes,” she said, eying Vanessa’s form.

“Hey, mother, do you mind if she sucked on them for a bit?”

Vanessa shook her head. “Hell no I wouldn’t mind. I was about to ask you to let her wrap those pink little lips around them!”

Vanessa freed herself from James' grip and then made her way to her mother’s lap. Then, she grabbed a handful of Betsy’s hair in both of her hands and with a fair amount of force, made her mother suckle on her teat.

While the girls enjoyed themselves James decided to have a little fun himself. He walked over and with one hand he smacked his mother’s ass, earning a squeal of approval. The other hand grabbed her hair and pulled her back. “Give me a kiss,” he commanded and she obeyed. Opening her mouth and extending her tongue, she took his tongue into her and desperately began wrestling with him, their mouths connected.

James pulled back after a short time and gave his mother another hearty smack on the ass, which she squeaked to pleasantly. Then, he pulled her off of her mother, earning a weak groan of disapproval from both ladies.

“Okay, Grandma, takes off your bra and panties,” he ordered. She gave a compliant nodded and stood. Her arms reached back to undo her bra and then she let tired thing slip. Instantly, her breasts fell, as they sagged just a bit from their weight, and they jiggled about happily. He eyes her tiny, pink nipples which stood out hard on her large areola.

Then she grabbed hold of her panties and, bending at the waist, pulled them down. When she stood, she revealed her tight little, pink cunt which was, as he had assumed, shaven bald.

“Sexy, mom,” Vanessa commented, giving her mother a deeper flush in her face.

James climbed onto the water bed, letting the water shake and throw him around gently. Then, he laid on his back, stretched out and looked at both of his bitches. The pale, quiet Betsy, with her heavy, hanging breasts and adoring looks. The darker-skinned, horny Vanessa, who hard her own large breasts on display despite the shirt and was always looking for some way to play with James' prick.

In his mind, James ran over the plan. Though his grandmother had submitted already, he still wanted to play the mind games with her. He wanted to make her desperate.

“Okay, Grandma, you sexy slut,” he said, gaining her attention. She smiled when he called her a slut, he noted, just as mother did. “I want you to climb onto this bed and pull out my cock. And mother, I want you to take off your clothes and get your sexy little ass up here!”

“Can do,” his mother said as she undid the knot on her shirt.

Meanwhile, his grandmother climbed onto the bed on all fours and sat on his legs. As if she were a child and this were Christmas morning, she gently grabbed hold of his cock through his jeans with both hands. Upon touching his bulge, her eyes went wide and she muttered a very strangled, “Big.”

Then, with her left hand still groping at him, her free hand went up and undid the button on his jeans. The zipper came next, sliding down with a small noise. After this, she slid her hands into his pants and his boxers and gasped. “So, so big.” Then she pulled his cock out.

It stood proudly, twelve inches tall and nine inches thick, and a little bit of pre-cum bubbled and oozed out of the tip. “It’s gorgeous,” she breathed, staring wide-eyed and in love.

The bed shook as his mother bound onto it, excitedly, ready to watch the festivities. That wasn’t James' plan this time, though. Instead, he grabbed his mother by the hair and brought her down on his prick forcefully. She gave an appreciative “Hmph” and went to work instantly, swirling her tongue and face fucking herself like a pro. One hand went into his boxers to play with his testicles, while the other fisted the shaft.

James watched as envy took over his grandmother’s gaze. She began sulking, which he found amusing. Though, he could not have jealous amongst his sluts and knew that she would need to be tamed more thoroughly. His plan would have to be followed through to the letter.

“Here’s how things are going to go down,” James started, gaining both of their attentions quickly. His mother removed her mouth from his prick and, as custom, applied her hand to the tip.

“I’m going to fuck my mother,” he began, earning a sharp look from his next slut, “and Grandma, you’re going to suck and nibble on her tits and make it better for her.”

From his side James heard an excited squeal of approval and in front of him he got a hollow, “Yes, sir.” He could tell that his new slut wanted to play with his monster but, to him, she had to earn it first.

Eagerly, his mother mounted his cock facing away from him. With little a due she pushed herself down on his behemoth sized dick and groaned as she took it as far as she could. “So big,” she gasped as she began to bounce up and down on him like a piston.

James thought to himself what it must look like on the other side. He knew his mother’s breasts were jiggling and bouncing and being the handful that they were, his grandmother must’ve been having a rough time getting a good grip on the things. Though, he figured she found a way to do it, because his mother was muttering a thank you to the older woman between her shouts of pleasure.

James took hold of her ass and began thrusting himself up into her deep. If his mother made too much noise there might be problems, so he had to finish quickly.

Vanessa’s first orgasm didn’t take long and the second followed shortly after. The fucking didn’t end until she reached a fifth climax, which caused her to clamp down on his penis like a vice and milk it of his cum. When finished, James pulled his limp cock out and set it on her ass, letting it leak out all over the firm cheeks.

“Okay, we’re done,” he said, regarding the two, sweaty, horny sluts he had. “Get dressed, mother.”

She gave a weak nod and stumbled over to her clothes. It was funny, after she dressed she still looked ragged. His cum was seeping out of her cunt and left a large stain on her shorts. Meanwhile, her nipples poked out of the blouse as if it weren’t even there.

Then he looked at his grandmother. He walked over, taking both of her tits into hand and nibbled on her nipples a little, earning a contented coo from her. “Do you know what you are, Grandma?”

“Your horny, obedient little slut. Just like Vanessa?”

“Yes. And I’m going to fuck you one day, when you earn it.”

She nodded weakly, looking a little hurt. He slapped one of her breasts, which gave her a small smile. “We’ll see you tomorrow. By the way, no masturbating, no fucking, no nothing. Not until I give you permission.”

The smile faded and she gave a strained nod. Then, James lead his mother out through the back and back home.