MY GRANDSON AND HIS FRIENDS

My grandson always came over, at least once a
week, to visit me. Sometimes, he would bring one
of his friends from school with him. They would
hang around and have a soda, and then leave. It
happened with such a frequency, that soon I
noticed something.
My grandson, Tim, and his best buddy, Chuck, were
always staring at me, and then exchanging
secretive glances. I wondered about that for a
while. It made me feel strange, to think that they
were staring at my body.
I'm no great beauty, but I'm not bad in the looks
department, though, especially when it came to my
tits. I was endowed, for some reason, with some
really large tits. I wore a size 38 DD, and even
that was tight. As the years passed, I stopped
wearing a bra. I said, to hell with it, and just
wore a blouse. In the summer, when it was hot, I
wore only a T-shirt, and I knew that Tim and Chuck
had been staring at my large, brown nipples that
showed pretty clearly through the fabric of the
shirt.
My nipples were the size of silver dollars, and
they stuck out about half an inch when erect. Even
though advanced in years, many men still stared at
me when I went shopping. I didn't mind; I didn't
mind at all.
And, I didn't mind being stared at by my grandson,
Tim or his buddy. Charles was a good looking young
man, but not nearly as handsome as Tim. Tim was
tall and muscular, with light brown hair and a
good-sized bulge right at his crotch. Charles had
dark black and bright, clear blue eyes.
So, I didn't really mind them when they looked at
my tits. In face, it was beginning to turn me on.
I started dressing in skimpier clothes if I
thought that they would be around.
One day, they came around all right. I had just
stepped out of the bath tub when the doorbell
rang. I had heard what sounded like Tim's car, and
I briefly opened the door and shouted, "Tim, is
that you?"
"Yeah, Grandma, it's me."
"Well, come around the back, it's unlocked."
I closed the bathroom door and dried off. I wanted
to dress in something really revealing, just to
turn the guys (and me) on, but I didn't have a
sheer T-shirt or anything like that in the
bathroom. I threw on a towel and went to my
bedroom.
I threw the towel on the bed and opened a dresser
drawer. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a
movement. There stood Tim, right in the doorway,
looking at me. Charles was right behind him.
Naked, I simply stood there and looked at them.
"Did you see something you liked?"
Tim nodded. "Hell, yes, Grandma, I'm looking at
it."
He stepped into the room. I made no move to cover
myself. Rather, I turned toward them, letting them
see my giant tits head-on. Charles entered the
room, sheepishly, his face red.
"You, uh, Grandma, you got great tits," Tim said.
"Well, thank you," I said. "I was hoping you
thought that."
"Yeah, great tits, and a nice body, too," said
Charles.
"So," I asked, smiling, "am I the only one that's
going to show what I have?"
Tim looked at Charles, and they both seemed
awkward. "I guess not, Grandma," said Tim, looking
back at me. "Did you want, you know, want us to
like, get naked?"
I nodded. "I think I'd like that," I said.
The two young men stood there, and Charles started
removing his shirt. He looked at Tim and smiled.
"Come on," he said.
Tim pulled his T-shirt over his head, displaying
his smooth chest and developing pectoral muscles.
They both kicked off their shoes, and then their
shorts hit the ground. Time pulled his briefs
down, and his cock jumped up and pointed at me.
His pubic hair was jet black, and their were just
a few hairs flecking his heavy balls. Charles
dropped his briefs, and his fat dick shot up and
slapped him in the stomach. His light blonde pubic
hair made his entire genitals look almost
hairless.
"Oh, my," I said. "What a pair of studs."
Tim stepped forward, his cock swaying back and
forth as he approached me. He reached out with one
shaking hand and touched my hardening nipples.
He took a sharp intake of breath. "Damn, Charles,
you should feel this," he whispered.
"Is it OK?"Charlese asked me.
I nodded. "I'd love that," I said.
Charles stepped over and ran a finger across my
nipples. With two hard dicks so close to me, I
knew that my pussy was dripping wet. I reached out
with both hands and took Tim's dick in one hand,
and Charles' fat dick in the other. They were hot
and hard, throbbing. The skin was smooth and
pliant, while the dick itself was so hard.
I pulled at their dicks, leading them to the bed.
I lay down and spread my legs. They murmured to
each other at hairy my pussy was.
"Can we touch it, Grandma?" Tim asked.
"Sure, do anything you want," I said, my voice not
even sounding like my own. I could feel their
hands moving around my pussy and asshole. I wanted
to taste their cocks, I wanted them to fuck me.
"Come up here," I said to Charles.
Charles got on the bed beside me, his dick in my
face. I pulled his cock to my mouth, and Tim
watched wide-eyed as I took it in my mouth,
running my tongue around the head of it.
"Fuck me, Tim," I said.
"Wow," murmured Charles. "You're gonna fuck
yourGrandman!" I moved my tongue onto Charles'
balls, feeling the wrinkled skin pressing against
my tongue.
Tim got between my legs, and I could feel his cock
pressing against my cunt. He thrust forward, and I
could feel his stiff dick enter me.
He began thrusting, and it was too much for me,
with one dick in my mouth and one in my cunt. I
plunged my mouth down on Charles' cock as I came,
sucking hard, wishing he would fill my mouth with
cum as I came. He did cum, his cock jerking and
spurting hot cum into my mouth, right after I did.
Then, I could feel Tim's throbbing dick inside me
jerk, and he grunted as he filled my wet pussy
with his hot cum. He continued thrusting, and I
came again, with cum dripping out of my mouth and
my pussy.
Tim pulled out of me, and he and Charles traded
places.
We fucked and sucked the afternoon away, and now,
Tim tells me he has other friends.