Barbara is fine like a premium aged bottle of wine. She is my best friend’s grandmother. This is our love story.
I met Steve in elementary school. We were in the same class and we both loved G I Joe and transformers cartoons. One day I started to walk home and noticed him ahead of me. I ran up and caught up and we talked while headed in the same direction. We arrived first at his house and to my surprise it was two houses away from mine. We had both moved in during that summer.
He lived with his grandparents and I lived with my parents. My parents worked a lot and so I spent a lot of time at Steve’s house. His grandmother, Barbara was awesome. When we met for the first time she said, honey call me Babz.
Babz was beautiful. Thin, tall, and smart as a whip. She knew everything about every thing. She dressed and acted like a twenty year old. Steves family hosted a lot of the parties on our street and it was not unusual to see Babz in a two piece bathing suits. She had a great smile and a great body and she wasn’t scared to show either one.
Growing up, she cooked for us, took care of us, and treated both of us as if we were her own kids. She and her husband were in their mid fifties and they were happily married. I grew up thinking they were the picture of a perfect couple. They were kind to each other, they cared for each other, and they were always holding each other’s hands or hugging or leaning on each other. I never saw or heard them fight. They were perfect together.
One day my adoration for her shifted from innocent child to enamored teen and that’s when I started sniffing her panties and bras. I never wanted to be a teen sniffing a 60 year old’s panties and bras but my hormones took over and daily I fantasized about Babz while I shot out my nightly load.
I never told her or acted on my impulses but it almost became a nightly ritual; panties, sniff, masterbate, and nut.
I was accepted to an out of state college and so I made sure that I borrowed a pair of her used panties. I stuffed a pair into a ziplock bag and kept them for my out of state pleasure.
I only returned home twice after leaving for college and it was when my father died and then a few years later when Steve’s grandfather died. I was in my twenties and Babz looked like a wreck both times. Well not a wreck, just like a woman that was more worried about taking care of others than of herself. She was now in her seventies and she looked mature and sweet like a caring grandmother.
At the funeral I hugged Babz and I didnt let go. She had been my rock throughout my life and I was going to be hers on this dark and gloomy day. I was there for both Steve and Babz but more for Babz because Steve was young and he was comforted by his beautiful fiancé.
I stayed with Babz through the whole episode, wake and funeral. I helped her attend to people, clean up and I on the night of the funeral I put her to bed. Steve was there but not really. His wedding was three months away and so he and his soon to be wife were a bit detached. Who could blame them.
Once everything pertaining to the wedding was over I bid everyone goodbye and went home. Babz held on to me like a life raft and I promised everything would be fine by the time I returned for the wedding. Something strange happened in those three months. Babz and I started texting each other and the once gone connection was revived. I guess she needed a friend and I was more than willing to be there for her. Eventually she asked me to be her date to the wedding. I asked Steve for permission and he laughed it off. Dude, he said, no need to ask! She thinks of you as her son and I know you see her as a mom figure. Why would I have a problem having my mom be escorted by my best bro?!
The day came and I headed over to pick up Babz. I was in my tux and happy, almost giddy. My bro had found the love of his life. I walked into Babz’ house with the same energy as all my life. It was the same door that I had crossed growing up and the house was eerily silent. I walked up the stairs and the door to Babz room was semi open. I looked in and saw Babz standing in panties and a bra while staring at herself in the mirror.
Babz, I said while I walked through the door. She slowly turned and looked at me with tears in her eyes. I used to be so beautiful, she said. I ran to hold her and I said, you are beautiful. As beautiful today as you have ever been. In fact more so. You are gorgeous.
She looked up at me and smiled. Liar, she said, but I’ll take it.
I have never lied to you, I said, well almost never. She looked at me and asked when have you lied to me?
Well, i said there was that one time when I brought Steve home and told you he had a fever and had to sleep it off and I said that you should stay out of his room so you wouldnt get sick.
Babz took a step back and grabbed my chin between her fingers. Oh, Tony! I knew he was wasted. I could smell the alcohol from the moment you too walked in. I didnt say anything because the stench stayed in the room with him and it wasnt on you.
Suddenly, Babz realized she was in her bra an panties and she lit up like a red christmas tree light. Oh shit, she yelled and tried to cover herself with her thin arms. I walked up to her and hugged her. You know what?, I asked. You look as beautiful today as you did when you would flaunt your “dime” body during the pool parties you hosted back in the day. Maybe even better.
She laughed out loud and hit my shoulder. You’re silly she said and turned me around and kicked me out of her room. Go watch TV while I get ready, she said as she slammed the door. I dont know what got into me but i walked to the hall bathroom and sure enough the hamper was there. I reached in and found a pair of panties. I put them to my face and almost came when that old familiar musky smell hit my nose. She still smelled like sweet bread, sweat, and a little hint of piss. I took my dick out and rubbed out a load onto her panties. I realized the door was open and so I put the panties down into the hamper and walked downstairs to watch TV as Babz got ready.
I fell asleep and woke up to a geriatric goddess walking down the stairs. She was in a beautiful evening gown, her makeup was on point m, and her tits defied gravity. At that moment I realized I wanted to fuck Babz. I walked to her but I had to wait a couple seconds for my dick to go down from being rock hard.
What do you think Tony? You are a goddess, I replied. Well, she replied, grab your shit and let’s go!
The ceremony was beautiful, the banquet was beautiful, and our speeches were grand and well received. The thing is, the last things that I remember are: Babz laughing, Babz dancing with an elderly man, and Babz handing me a shot while hugging me from behind. Then nothing.
I woke up in Babz bed with Babz wrapped around me spooning me. We had a blanket over us. It felt great to be in bed with Babz. Then I felt it – we were naked and her hand was wrapped around my full blown boner. she was jacking me off. Worst yet she was whispering in my ear. Come for me Tony. Come for momma. Come for me baby. Release your stress into my hand. She lightly bit my ear and at that moment I came harder than I had come in years. She cooed and lightly laughed and asked, isn’t that better than coming on ny panties?
Do you think I’m beautiful, she asked. Yes Babz, I replied, you are absolutely gorgeous. Oh baby, i love you, she said and licked my com from her fingers. She grabbed my hand and turned with me so that I became the big spoon and she the small spoon curled into me. She took one hand and put it between her legs and then took the other and placed it on her tit. She fell asleep and her slumber caught me and I also fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up and everything was a blur. I recognized Babz bedroom and suddenly images from the prior night hit me and the realization that i was naked hit me.
Babz walked into the room in a red silk nighty. Her make up was once again flawless. She told me to lay on my back and I did. She climbed on top of me. Slowly lowered her face near me and kissed my lips.
She lightly bit my cheeks, then my chin and then my neck. Then she sat up and opened her robe. Her majestic tits popped out and I felt myself getting hard. At the same time I felt my dick feel warm. I looked down and Babz’ red panties were soaked. She kneeled up and rocked from side to side as she pulled the blanket from between us.
Babz rubbed my dick against her silk panties and my dick grew bigger. Tony, she said, today, I need you to fuck me. And, she said, dont hold back fuck me hard and deep.
In response my dick twitched. Yes mam, I replied. She reached down and slid her wet panties to the side. She reached for my dick and placed it at the front of her pussy. Are you ready?, she asked. Yes mam, I replied and then Babz slid my dick into her tight pussy. I felt an inch go in and she stopped. Then two more and then two more and then two more. She jumped and looked at me and smiled. You asshole, she said, you just reached my cervix. When you com, she said, I want you to come deep inside of me with your dick hole pushing into my cervix. Then she started to lift herself off my dick and then slide down my shaft until my dick hit the back of her pussy.
She moved rhythmically and with passion and precision. My god she was so tight! Eventually my body rose to complement her pushing and pulling. I pushed deep into her pussy and when she lifted herself off of me I double thrusted for her pleasure. But my double thrusting backfired because now I needed to com.
Babz, I said, get ready. I’m gonna com!
Yes baby, she said. Push your baby batter into me. She pushed herself down on me and started to wiggle. The head of my dick was rubbing on her cervix and my body felt like it compressed until it released and I exploded with the most force that I had ever felt. I closed my eyes and imagined every spray of com shooting into her cervix and into her uterus.
I opened ny eyes and her perfect tits were swinging back and forth in front of me. She told me she had had her tubes tied a long time ago and that my sperm had no where to go and would just sit inside of her tickling her insides till they poured back out. We spent the day in her room. She made me fuck her in every way possible. Rather, I got the opportunity to fulfill my every lustful fantasy. Babz has no gag reflex and so I fucked her throat. I came down her throat. I came on her tits, I came on her beautifully thin ass, I came in her ass and I came on her face. I came and every time i did she looked up at me and only said, more!
My dick would fuck her till it couldn’t fuck anymore and then my fingers and tongue took over. I kissed and sucked on every part of the pussy. It was shaved, scorched earth, not one hair. I often wonder if she had a plan or if it was her habit to shave.
She was playful and spry, and giving. She passed me her phone and asked me to take sexy picks. I did and I noticed her pussy was red and puffy and she would go into the bathroom and fix her make up and then pose for the camera.
Her tits were perfect and better than than a lot of the other women I had fucked. Plus, she would say the hottest shit while we fucked. I loved when she would say, I’m a bad girl daddy teach me a lesson. Or, pick a hole my king my body is here to serve you. Or, fuck my slut hole! She was wild and creative.
She told me that her safe word was Jupiter and she told me to go outside and forcefully enter and pretend to rape her. I did while i slapped her around for a while. I did everything she asked me to-do.
But my biggest thrill was when she started talking to me as my mommy teaching me about sex. She cradled me and fed me her tits. She spanked my butt and called it a hiney. She washed my dick while rubbing me off. She acted out a motherly love that I didn’t know I had needed. She called me Baby Boy while I fucked her. yes baby boy!! Yes baby biy take care of mommy. Yes baby boy suck on mommies tits!
Eventually, she stopped. It happened after she sat on my face and I ate out her ass and pussy and she came all over my face. She said, no more. Holy shit!, she yelled, what the actual fuck?!
She climbed on me and lay her head on my chest. Thank you, she said. I replied, Thank you.
She asked, do you think I’m beautiful? No, I replied, you are absolutely gorgeous. Thanks baby boy, she said and quickly fell asleep. I also caught it and quickly fell asleep. I woke up when Babz woke up. You never come home she said and then asked when will you come back? I’ll make time for you, I said and then added, you are always welcome to come to my house. In fact, I said, I need you to come to my house. I need you to see what I’ve done.
I will, she replied.
From that day forward, she was my mommy and I was her baby boy. At least in private and while away from Steve. We keep our relationship confidential from everyone especially Steve and his wife.
That first day that I got home I received a pic from mommy and thank god they kept coming. So did I.
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