Katie couldn’t sleep. Working the long shift at the swimwear store the following day she’d gone to bed early but sleep would not come. She thought of her grandmother in the next room. She’d said goodnight to her as she passed in the hall but maybe one of her special goodnight cuddles was what she really needed to help bring sleep on.
At 19, she was long past a goodnight kiss and a story but “Nanny” knew just how to settle her troubled granddaughter and Katie had to admit, she needed a special cuddle badly. Climbing out of bed she looked at her reflection. The pink cami she wore could stretch down over her hips and she often wore ‘it’ alone to bed. Tonight before bed she’d put on a pair of short pyjama bottoms but they looked silly in the mirror so she quickly removed them, pulled her cami down to show some modesty and headed to her grandmother’s room.
Helen was still awake. Sitting up in bed, she was completing a crossword and waiting for her husband, Walter to join her. When Katie appeared at her door she looked over her horn rimmed glasses and smiled at her beautiful granddaughter. She was really laying it on, she thought. Katie stood in the doorway looking sheepish. She held her teddy in one hand and was sucking the thumb of the other. “Can’t you sleep sweetheart?” She asked her granddaughter. Katie shook her head. “Would you like to jump in bed with Nanny for a little while?” To this Katie nodded and ran excitedly to the bed and dove under the sheets next to her grandmother.
Helen put her crossword aside and placed an arm around Katie who in turn nestled her head into her grandmother’s shoulder. Helen had turned 65 that year. She and Walter had taken guardianship of their granddaughter when she was only a child after her parents were killed in a car accident. They were grateful to have her. She was the spitting image of her mother and a constant yet thankful reminder of the daughter they’d lost.
“Can you tell me a story Nanny?” Katie asked as she casually ran a hand across her grandmother’s breast. At the first onset of menopause she and Walter had taken it as not an end to her womanhood but a beginning to sexual liberation. Walter saw it as and end to the necessity of birth control and Helen decided to treat herself to a couple of cosmetic changes, namely the large breast implants Cassie was now admiring.
“What story would you like honey?” Helen asked her, knowing full well which one she’d ask for.
“Um, the one about you, me and Mommy.”
“Well,” Helen began. “The beautiful, amazing fact about women is when we are born we already have all the eggs we’ll ever have inside us. Now you know you came from an egg inside your Mommy and your Mommy came from an egg inside me.” Katie placed a leg over her grandmother’s, moving her body alongside the older woman. She rested her head on Helen’s breast. Helen continued, stroking Katie’s hair. “So that means when your Mommy was inside my womb, you were inside your Mommy, inside me. You were once inside my womb sweety, isn’t that a wonderful thought?”
Katie had heard the story many times. It was the precursor to their “special cuddles” but the biological fact still did amaze her. Helen was wearing a white seethrough baby doll with a pink ribbon bow holding it together at her breasts. Katie had been playing with the ribbon and now pulled it undone allowing her grandmother’s large tits to be exposed fully. She looked up at her grandmother’s face while moving her mouth to hover over her hard nipple. “Would you like me to go back inside your womb Nanny?” She asked as she took her grandmother’s nipple into her mouth and began to suckle.
“Oh very much so sweety,” Helen panted as she felt Cassie’s hand press against her now wet vagina.
Helen cupped her other breast and pinched her nipple. She spread her legs and allowed her granddaughter to slide her fingers into her panties, finding her waxed hairless pussy, slick with juice and hot to the touch. Katie loved her Nanny’s pussy. She loved the smell, she loved the taste but she especially loved the feel of it and what she could do with it. It was what she was venturing to do now. She began with two fingers, sliding them deep inside her. Pulling out she coated her hand in Helen’s wetness and and slid back inside, this time with four fingers. Helen let out a gasp and arched her back, throwing her head backwards. “Yes Katie, that’s it baby,” she encouraged her granddaughter and Katie, emboldened, moved her thumb into position alongside her fingers. Helen’s cunt enveloped her granddaughters hand with ease, pulling it into her further with each thrust of the arm.
Her whole hand up to the wrist was now fully inside Helen’s cunt, she wrapped her mouth around her nipple and sucked as hard as she could, knowing what pleased her grandmother the most. The stabbing motion from Katie’s assault was pushing Helen backwards on the bed, her head knocking against the bedhead. The sound was heard by Walter who was just finishing a teleconference in his study. Curious to escort discover the source of the noise he headed upstairs to investigate.
Walter paused in the hallway just short of his bedroom. The noises coming from inside were unmistakably the sounds of sex. “Katie can’t sleep again!” He thought to himself and crept closer to the doorway, not wanting to disturb the women’s lovemaking. When he reached the open door he peered around the frame to spy on the proceedings. His wife lay on her back, legs spread and her feet in the air. She was holding her own ankles as Katie, on her knees before her, fisted her cunt furiously. Katie’s hairless pussy and asshole stared back at Walter. He could see the glint of wetness on his granddaughter slit and ached to taste it.
At 68, Walter Fisk was still as virile as he’d ever been. He dared not enter the room. Katie and his wife had begun their special relationship more than a year before and he and Helen were open to talking about it. Katie had made the first move on her grandmother and both he and Helen agreed they would leave it up to Katie if she wanted Walter to participate. Therefore, even with the erotic scene occurring in his own bed he would limit himself to voyeurism and masturbation, the next best thing to participation.
Katie had succeeded in making her grandmother cum. The women were oblivious to Walter masturbating in the doorway as Katie extracted her hand from Helen and removed her own cami. She spread her legs between Helen’s and managed to slide her cunt against her grandmother’s. Scissoring, the women ground their slick, hairless pussies together. Labial lips kissing like mouths. Their clits connected, each stimulating the other. Walter was on the verge of cumming. His eyes fixed on the women, the tanned skin of his wife and the porcelain whiteness of Katie. A 46 year age difference now linked at the cunt in his bedroom. Katie’s moans of pleasure were replaced with stifled screams as she began to cum. Her vaginal walls contracted then released a flow of wetness, squirting against and inside her grandmother’s gaping pussy. Walter cupped a hand over the end of his cock and began cumming into the palm, all the while imagining cumming inside his granddaughter.
Walter quickly made his way to the bathroom to clean up. Wrapped in each others arms, Katie and Helen heard the toilet flush down the hall. “Why doesn’t Grandpa want to fuck me Nanny?” Katie asked. The question came out of the blue and surprised Helen.
“Sweetheart! Is that what you think?”
“He’s never shown any interest in me!” Katie responded, absently caressing her grandmother’s nipple again.
“Oh darling believe me he does want you, he’s just waiting for you to be ready that’s all.”
Katie looked up at Helen with excited eyes. “So we could have special cuddles with Grandpa as well?”
Helen nodded and stroked Katie’s blonde hair. “That’s right sweetheart. Maybe you could show Grandpa you’re interested. I know, why don’t you tease him a little, I think he’d like that.”
“I will Nanny, I’d love Grampy to join us. I’ll start thinking of things to do straight away.”
“Good girl,” Helen stated and kissed Katie on the head. “Now come on off to bed now, you’ve got work tomorrow.”
Katie kissed Helen on the lips and taking her teddy and cami walked back to her room. Walter entered directly and got into bed next to his wife. Helen said nothing of the conversation with Katie. The smell of sex was heavy in the room and even though both had just cum, when the lights were out, Walter and Helen were quick to fuck.
Katie slept soundly. In the morning she showered in her en suite and chose her outfit for the day. White leggings and a pink off the shoulder top. Katie looked in her underwear drawer and found a pair of white seam-free panties and a white lace bra. After dressing she looked at herself in the mirror. She could see a panty line, something she despised. About to change her choice of panties she thought of her grandfather. Here was the first opportunity to tease him she figured, why not take it? She chose some shoes and headed down to breakfast.
Helen and Walter were already up and dressed. Helen was playing tennis at the club and was wearing a white one piece tennis outfit, Walter in his everyday suit. “Nanny can you see my panties through these leggings?” Katie asked as she entered the open plan kitchen and dining room. She stood in the center of the room between her grandparents and waited for a response.
Helen thought she knew what Katie was up to straight away. “Oh sweety I don’t have my glasses on, can you ask your grandfather?” She answered, concealing her smirk.
Katie walked over to Walter, seated at a stool reading the newspaper. She kissed him on the cheek, bade him a good morning and repeated the question. “Grampy, can you see my panties? You know I don’t like a VPL!” She lifted her top to give him a full view and with her legs together pushed her ass out, presenting herself to her grandfather. escort bayan
Walter tried to contain himself. He stared at his granddaughter’s small rounded ass, the leggings so tight they disappeared into her crack. He could see the lump of her pussy between her legs. There was no VPL that he could make out. Walter swallowed the lump that had appeared in his throat. “Ah no princess. You look fine to me.”
“What about the front then?” Katie stated and turned to give her grandfather another view. The bulge of her pussy looked amazing. Katie pulled her leggings up and accentuated the mound, the material wedging inside her pussy lips creating the cameltoe look. Walters jaw dropped, he’d give all his millions to just press his face into her crotch then and there.
“No princess, as I said. I can’t see your panties,” Saying the word out loud sent him over the edge. Blood ran from his head to his cock and he felt weak. He was a grown man with a world of experience and was being humbled by his 19 year old granddaughter.
“OK, thanks Grampy. Oh by the way, can you give me a lift to work, my car’s out of gas!” She asked.
“Of course princess, whenever you’re ready.” He replied, glad to spend more time with her. Helen smiled at Katie in the background.
When Walter’s Bentley pulled up outside Katie’s swimwear store. Katie leaned across and kissed her grandfather on the cheek and got out. As she closed the door behind her she caught a glimpse of her ass in the side mirror and wasn’t happy. She opened the door to the back seat and climbed back in.
“What’s wrong honey?” Walter turned and asked, concerned by her action.
“Oh Grampy I’m not happy with these panties. I know you said you couldn’t see them but I want to change them anyway.” She took off her shoes. “No peeking Grandpa!” Katie chuckled and began removing her leggings.
Walter was shocked at what was happening. His granddaughter was taking off her pants in his backseat. He so wanted to look, to climb back there and help her, to possibly fuck her but he kept his eyes up. He didn’t even risk a look in the rear-view mirror in the chance she’d spot him and accuse him of being a dirty old man.
Finally Katie had put her leggings back on, minus her panties which she now held in her hand. “Grandpa, all I have is my phone. I can’t take these into work with me. Can you hold onto them and I’ll get them form you later?” And as if he would be doing her a massive favor, added. “Pleeease?”
Walter, his hands shaking took the warm panties from his granddaughter and she again leaned over and kissed him. Her lips soft and warm against his cheek.
“Thanks Grampy, I love you!” Jumping from the car she ran across the road and Walter watched her enter the swimwear store.
Walter sat in the car looking at the white satin panties now in his hands. He placed them on his lap and drove around the next corner off the main road. Stopping the car he lifted the panties and examined them. His cock was hard. He lifted them to his face and inhaled. They smelled of soap and perfume, not having been worn long enough for her sex scent to have attached. The desire to masturbate was great but the thought felt wrong, seedy almost. He wanted to honor his granddaughter, to thank her in some way for the gift. He looked at his suit jacket pocket and the handkerchief contained therein. Pulling it out he cast it aside and folded her panties into a triangle and replaced them in his pocket. Angling the mirror down he looked at his reflection and proudly smiled at the panties’ appearance. Today would be a good day at work, he told himself.
Apart from the panties incident with her grandfather, another event during Katie’s day stood it out from others. Mid afternoon a couple entered the store, the female obviously much older than the male. She assumed they were husband and wife and apart from catching the 30 something guy looking at her crotch on a couple of occasions, they seemed to be quite normal. When the man asked her help to suggest a bikini for the woman, she used it as a chance to promote the new line of string bikini’s the store stocked. The commission she made on each sale was huge and to her delight, the woman bought one. The interesting thing was that when she conversed with each of them they spoke as if they were a couple, yet after an altercation in the changing rooms, she learned they were in fact mother and son. Katie knew what she shared with her grandmother and soon, (she hoped) her grandfather was incestuous but here was another family seeming to have a similar relationship. Maybe it was more common than she’d assumed. She hoped so.
The string swimsuit line inspired something in Katie. She mentioned she loved them to the Rep later in the day and was surprised to be offered a number of items gratis. She’d made plans for Walter to pick her up after work and 5pm she was back in his Bentley, excited to tease him further.
“Grampy!” Katie exclaimed when she saw her panties openly bayan escort displayed in her grandfather’s suit pocket. “Did you have them there all day?”
“Of course princess, I was proud to.”
“That’s so naughty Grandpa. No one noticed? You’re lucky they weren’t dirty ones!” She joked, planting the idea of her dirty panties in her grandfather’s mind.
Walter felt his cock stirring as he admired his granddaughter before pulling into the traffic. “What’s in the bag honey?’ He asked after noticing the swim store carry bag she held between her legs.
“Oh just some freebies. I picked out something for you, me and Nanny. I’ll show you when we get home.”
“Did you want to put your panties in there princess?” Walter asked hoping she’d allow him to keep them.
Katie smiled back at her grandfather. “No that’s OK Grampy. You can keep them if like. They look good there!”
Walter did like. And his cock grew further as they drove.
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“There’s a letter for you Katie darling,” Helen said when Walter and her had arrived home and settled. “It’s from my old sorority. You know your mother would be so proud you’ve decided to join.”
“Oh cool Nanny and I’ve got something for you and Grampy as well.” Katie replied, reaching into the carry bag and removing the few items. She held up matching pink and a green string bikinis. “Which color would you like Nanny?”
Walter’s eyebrows raised at the sight of the swimsuits. There was no substance to them, barely there at all. He looked forward to seeing his wife and granddaughter beside the pool.
“Oooh they’re lovely sweety. I don’t mind, you decide.” Helen answered.
Katie handed her the pink and kept the green for herself.
“Well you girls are going to look lovely I’m sure,” Walter said and made to head towards the study.
“Oh wait Grampy. I’ve got something for you too!’ Katie exclaimed and reached back into the bag. She retrieved a yellow thong, slightly larger than the bikini to accommodate male genitals and handed it to her grandfather.
Walter held the thong up between two fingers. “I can’t wear this. I’m an old man,” he protested but Helen was quick to counter.
“Yes you will Walt! If you want to see us in our new bikini’s, you have to do the same.” She turned to Katie. “Right sweety?”
“Right Nanny.” Katie said, approaching Walter and wrapping her arms around his neck. “Please Grampy, will you wear it for me?”
Katie’s body was pressed against his, he was powerless. “Well how can I say no to you princess?” He said and kissed her on the forehead before leaving for the study.
Katie opened the envelope form the sorority emblazoned with the Pi Epsilon Epsilon insignia and read the letter. It was an acceptance note, welcoming her into the sorority and detailing the date and time of pledge week. As a legacy pledge she wouldn’t need to follow the application criteria of providing a cum facial photo that the other girls did but it suggested she may like to do so despite the fact, (to feel more included.) After Helen had read the letter as well, the two women looked at each other and came up with the same idea. It would be a perfect opportunity to include Walter in their lovemaking and Katie decided to get right onto it.
Katie changed out of her leggings and into a pink skater dress. She didn’t bother to put on underwear in the hope of an opportunity to flash Walter. Standing at her bathroom sink and removing her makeup she came up with an idea. Taking off one of her earrings she held it above the drain hole and let go. Looking down the drain she could see the glint of gold in the pipe and turning with a cheeky smirk went off to find her grandfather.
Walter and Helen were enjoying a coffee in the living room when Katie entered complaining of her clumsiness.
“I guess we can call a plumber,” Walter proclaimed.
“Nonsense!” Helen protested, sensing Katie was up to something. “Surely you can undo a pipe and fetch it for your granddaughter Walter.”
Katie climbed upon Walter’s lap, again wrapping her arms around his neck. She knew she was sitting directly on his cock, soft, yet a slight lump against her rear. He though had no idea she wore no panties. Her bare pussy and buttocks pressing down on his groin. “Oh pleeease Grampy. Would you get it for me? It’s my favorite earring. I’d be so grateful!”
“Well I’ll see what I can do then honey,” he capitulated, a little apprehensive about his plumbing abilities.
When Walter had found what he thought would be the necessary implements in the garage he joined Katie in her en-suite. She was sitting up on the vanity waiting, her bare legs swinging below her. Walter looked down the plughole to ascertain the earring was still there, then placed a bucket beneath the pipe and lay down to allow himself access. As he attached the wrench to the pipe he noticed Katie climb down and stand at the vanity, obviously looking in the mirror. Walter looked at the white skin of her foot brushing against his arm. Her shins, her cute little knees and further up. His eyes marveled at her slim thighs and then he saw it, under her short pink skirt, she wasn’t wearing panties. Her bare sex on display for anyone to see. No, not anyone. Just him.
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