Horny, lonely grandmother seduces grandson

For Addie, it all began simply enough–a comment
overheard when her grandson Jimmy and his friend Joey
were staying over at her house three years earlier. They
had come to San Francisco to see a rock concert, but
stayed at her house the night before; going upstairs to
check on them, Addie blushed when she overheard their
conversation.

“Jimmy, I’m sorry, but your grandma is hot!”

“What do you mean?”

“What do you mean, ‘what do I mean?’ Have you seen those
tits on her? Damn!”

“Dude, you’re sick–that’s my grandma you’re talking
about!”

“Yeah, well, don’t tell me you haven’t noticed.”

“Well, okay, maybe I noticed…but it’s still sick!”

Addie felt her heart race, and she could still remember
that feeling three years later, waiting for Jimmy at the
airport. Jimmy was starting college in the city soon,
and Addie had offered to let him stay at her house until
he found another place. On the face of it, it seemed
like a simple proposition; however–standing in the
airport in a pair of red spike-heeled sandals–Addie
felt a strange passion stirring in her chest. Partly,
that was because of the way she looked–wearing a tight
T-shirt that showed off her boobs, and a short black
skirt that showed off her legs–she couldn’t help but
catch the eye of every guy in the terminal; but mostly
it was because of her feelings for her grandson, who was
clearly surprised when he first caught sight of her.

“Grandma? Is that you…?”

Addie’s heart raced on seeing her grandson. He was
already a good-looking guy in high school, but now he
was broad in the shoulders and just a hair taller than
her in her heels.

“Oh, Jimmy,” she said, embracing him; “don’t you
recognize your grandma?”

Jimmy certainly couldn’t help but recognize her double-D
cup breasts, crushed up against him.

“Well, damn,” Jimmy said, lowering his voice to a
whisper; “everyone’s looking at us!”

“They’re just jealous,” Addie replied, standing up
slightly on her tiptoes and kissing Jimmy square on the
mouth. He was startled-feeling her tongue slip into his
mouth–but then he met her kiss, sucking at her tongue
even as his own tongue played across the sensitive tip
and underside of hers. He soon had a hard-on–Addie
could feel it against her thigh–and she could tell he
was losing the fight to avoid being turned on by his 56-
year old grandmother. Curiously, the crowd had stopped
paying attention to them now, but Jimmy knew they were
probably used to seeing things a lot stranger than that
in the city.

“Damn, Grandma,” Jimmy said, breaking their kiss; “I’m
gonna have to jack off now.”

“I don’t think so,” Addie replied, pulling him closer;
“I want you to fuck me.”

“Now?”

Again, Addie kissed him, then took a step back.

“Come on,” she said, taking his hand.

Addie had already surveyed the area, and she knew a
nearby kiosk with a boarded-up front was out of service.
Ducking inside, she turned her back to Jimmy and lifted
up her skirt.

Jimmy nearly fainted–his grandmother wasn’t wearing any
panties! Of course, in the half-light of the closed-up
kiosk, he couldn’t get a great look, but he could tell
her pussy was completely bare, and he felt his cock
straining the fly of his jeans when he reached a hand
forward to cup her delicious vulva. She was wet already,
and she moaned delightfully as he started to rub her
puss.

Grandmother or not, she was hot and ready to be fucked;
quickly, he loosened his pants and flopped out seven
inches of manly cunt-hungry cock.

“Fuck me…!”

“Give me a second here…”

A moment later, Jimmy had his swollen, drooling cock-
head up against the lips of his grandma’s pussy, and he
slipped his cock into her hole with a sudden driving
thrust. Addie gasped, grabbing the counter before her;
Jimmy’s cock was big, and she could feel it splitting
her open even as it pushed inside her. As for Jimmy, it
was pure heaven. He hadn’t had a lot of sex– basically
just a couple of girls who laid there and made him do
all the work–but this was very different; pressing in
deep, he felt his cock-head kiss her cervix, and Addie
reacted by clenching her cunt-muscles tightly on his
shaft.

“Oh, Grandma…!” Jimmy cried, starting to pump her. In
his own mind, he couldn’t quite believe this was
happening; this was his grandmother he was fucking, for
God’s sake–his own mom’s mother! But to give her
credit, she was very good–warm, wet and tight, wrapped
around his deeply plunging cock. Soon they were getting
noisy–Jimmy could feel his balls slapping her cunt with
every stroke, and he was sure some cop would hear the
SMACK-SMACK-SMACK of his hips slapping into his
grandma’s ass. But the crowds of people walking by were
seemingly oblivious, unaware of the hot incestuous
coupling happening just a few feet away from them.

“Oh, Grandma–I think I’m gonna cum…”

“Oh, Baby,” Addie purred; “fuck me! Fuck me full of your
cum!”

Jimmy responded by thrusting even harder–practically
pushing Addie up onto the ledge–and Addie stood on her
tiptoes in her sandals as he pounded her. Jimmy was hard
as a rock–harder than her late husband had ever been–
and Addie almost felt sorry for her grandson; a cock
that hard had to ache like a son-of-a-bitch, and there
she was just making it worse, sucking and squeezing the
shaft with her pussy…

“Oh, fuck–!” Jimmy cried out, feeling his cock explode
inside his grandma; “fuck…!”

Inside herself, Addie felt it–the pulsing, throbbing of
his cock in the grip of her pussy–and a sudden rush of
wetness as sperm gurgled from their point of contact and
poured down the backs of her thighs. Indeed, she could
actually feel him cum inside her– his pulsing jets of
cum squirting into her pussy–and she finally trembled
with a shuddering climax. Fighting to fill her womb with
his potent, youthful seed, Jimmy felt her trembling
pleasure, but it was all he could do to concentrate on
his own pleasure at the moment; still pressing in deep,
he wrapped his arms around her midriff and groaned with
the effort to force out the last of his cum.

“Oh, that was good,” Addie said, finally feeling Jimmy’s
cock slip out of her hole; “now let’s go get your bags,
then we can fuck some more.”

Dazed, Jimmy pulled up his pants and followed his
grandma out of the kiosk, trying to act as nonchalant as
possible. Absently, he noted a trickle of cum drooling
down his grandma’s leg as they waited at the baggage
carousel, but it didn’t seem to bother her. Once again,
strange men gawked at Addie as she and Jimmy waited to
pick up his bags–and their stares followed her right
out the terminal as they went to find her car–but there
was only one cock she seemed to be interested in.

At the car, Addie thrilled Jimmy with a quick blow job–
slurping his sticky cock until he nearly came–then
playfully climbed into the driver’s seat. Then on the
way home, Addie frigged herself to a climax with her
right hand as she steered with her left, and Jimmie
joined in by stroking his hard-on, gazing at both her
pussy and her legs as she worked the pedals with her
tightly bound feet.

Addie could tell he liked her sandals; after they got
home, he followed her upstairs and continued to jerk
himself even as he watched her heels separating slightly
from her soles with every step, her ankles still tightly
bound by the straps of her sandals. He was so intent on
that, in fact, that he failed to notice her slipping off
the rest of her clothes–with the effect that he found
himself coming upon his now-naked grandmother at the top
of the stairs. Seductively, she spun around once before
him, then guided him back to her bedroom.

“You like?” she asked, turning once more, and bouncing
on the balls of her feet.

“You do look good,” Jimmy admitted, watching Addie’s
gorgeous breasts bounce on her chest. “Can we fuck some
more?”

“Oh, yeah,” Addie growled, taking hold of Jimmy’s cock
and pulling him onto her bed. Between her legs now, he
struggled to doff his pants and shirt, then once again
plunked his cock into Addie’s pussy.

“Oh, fuck–!” Addie gasped; “you don’t waste any time,
do you?”

Jimmy just grunted, slamming a flurry of nut-slapping
thrusts into his grandma’s belly, then slowing to bend
down and sample his grandma’s delicious tits.

Although there might have been a slight sag to the
pendulous breasts when she was standing, they were still
beautifully firm and full, with large areolae fanning
out around the hard pink nipples; taking one nipple into
his mouth, he sucked intently, even as he continued to
grind away at her pussy.

“Oh, that feels good,” Addie moaned, cupping and
squeezing her breasts; “maybe Grandma can make you some
milk…”

“You’re kidding,” Jimmy said; of course, feeling his
grandma’s slippery cunt sucking at his cock, he wasn’t
inclined to doubt much of anything now…

“No, really,” Addie said, working her nipples firmly
between her thumbs and fingers; sure enough, tiny drops
of milk started to dribble from her nipples a moment
later.

“Oh, damn…!” Jimmy said, feeling a charge go through
his cock even as he watched his grandma lactate; Addie,
for her part, seemed very pleased with herself, and
smiled up at him.

“I just wish you could make me pregnant,” she said,
wrapping her legs around his back; “then I could really
make some milk for you.”

That finally did it; raging-hard, Jimmy punched his cock
deep inside his grandmother’s pussy, then filled her
belly with surge after surge of steaming hot cum.

Yet, to Addie’s amazement, Jimmy wasn’t nearly sated.
After resting a few minutes, Jimmy rolled her over to
fuck her from behind–pausing in his fucking to unbuckle
her sandals and slip them off her feet–then pushed in
deep to fill her with a fresh load of cum. The two of
them then took a shower together, ostensibly to clean
off, but actually ended up turning each other on all
over again; Jimmy ended up resting Addie on a ledge at
the rear of the shower, and fucked her even as shower
water rolled down his back, ultimately squirting a
fourth load of spunk in her pussy.

Afterward, they recovered on Addie’s bed in the
twilight, but Addie was now feeling a bit hungry and
offered to go downstairs to make them something to eat.
For his part–hungry as he was, too–Jimmy was still a
lot hungrier for his grandma’s pussy; watching her slip
her sandals back on–reaching down to buckle the little
straps around her ankles–then walk away with a short
robe barely covering her shapely ass.

Jimmy’s cock sprung quickly back to life. Thus, Jimmy
followed her downstairs to the kitchen and came up
behind her even as she was melting some butter in a
skillet; although she knew he was right behind her, she
was startled when he lifted up the back of her robe, and
gasped as he slipped his hard-on back inside her pussy.

“Oh, fuck…!” Addie exclaimed, grabbing the side of the
stove and feeling Jimmy push her forward with his
thrust–right up against the front of the stove.

Sensibly, Addie shut off the gas to the burner, but
Jimmy kept thrusting insistently, churning the juices in
her cum-soaked pussy once again. Standing on tiptoes in
her sandals, Addie could feel the vamps digging into her
toes even as Jimmy fought to sate his lust with a
slamming barrage of driving thrusts. Despite herself,
she came–her pussy-juices drooling down her legs in a
gush of sudden pleasure–and Jimmy answered a few
seconds later, clutching her dangling breasts and
squirting his sperm deep inside her belly.

“Maybe you should make us something to eat,” Jimmy
suggested, playfully pumping her cum-spackled hole; “I’m
kind of hungry…”

“Well, if you’ll give me a second…”

“Here, I’ll help you,” Jimmy said, reaching around her–
with his cock still snug in her pussy–to crack an egg
into the skillet on top of the stove.

“Ohhh…” Addie moaned, feeling Jimmy still hard in her
cunt, “I don’t know if I can cook like this…”

“Oh, you can cook all right,” Jimmy said, brushing
Addie’s red hair aside to nibble on her ear, and
cracking another egg; “what are we making?”

“I was going to make an omelet,” Addie said, turning the
gas back on and pushing her buttocks back against his
grinding hips; “but scrambled eggs are easier…”

“Especially when you’re fucking,” Jimmy offered.

“Yeah, especially when you’re fucking…”

Somehow, Addie managed to tend the eggs until they were
done, adding some diced ham originally meant for the
omelet. Pronouncing it done, she then earned another
quick flurry of thrusting from Jimmy, and yet another
load of youthful spunk squirted into the mouth of her
womb.

“Think you’re out of cum yet?” Addie asked.

“Yeah, probably.”

Yet there was still more left in the young man’s balls.
Later they cuddled on the downstairs couch watching TV,
and sure enough Addie ended up with her ass lifted on a
pillow, her legs up in the air and Jimmy pile-driving
her sticky-tight cunt.

“When’s the last time you fucked someone, Grandma?”
Jimmy asked; “you’re so damn tight!”

“You–(unph!)–really want to know?”

“Well, you don’t have to tell me,” Jimmy said, grinding
her sweet hole, “if you don’t want to…”

“It was your friend Joey,” Addie admitted, “three years
ago, when you stayed the night here.”

“What? Joey–?”

“It was just a quickie,” Addie said–adding hastily, “he
said he liked my boobs, and I was so lonely…”

But Joey was more amused than upset.

“Grandma, you are such a slut.”

“Hey,” Addie said, “that’s your grandmother you’re
talking about.”

“Sorry,” Jimmy said; “you’re a slut–and I think I’m in
love with you.”

“That’s better; now give Grandma a kiss.”

Jimmy responded by leaning in close to her–even as he
continued to fuck her–and kissed her full on the mouth.

“So where did you do it?” Jimmy asked a moment later; “I
know it couldn’t be when we were there in the bunk
beds…”

“It was in the downstairs bathroom,” Addie admitted,
blushing at the memory; “he was coming out, I was going
in, and one thing led to another…”

“What? He just plowed into you, and his dick got stuck
in your cunt?”

“Now, Jimmy, you sound like you’re jealous.”

“Well, no. I’m just curious…”

“Well, he told me liked my boobs, and I said something
like, ‘I bet you say that to all the girls’ and then he
fucked me.”

“Damn, you are easy.”

Addie slapped him playfully for that, and Jimmy
intensified his thrusting. It was a steamy image, he had
to admit–his best friend plowing his grandma–and it
quickly made the sperm boil over in his balls. Pressing
in deep, he crushed his nuts against her bottom and
squirted his seventh–and as it were, penultimate– load
of the day inside her.

For Jimmy still had one more left, when they went back
to sleep upstairs in Addie’s bedroom. Curled up in
Jimmy’s arms, she felt him go stiff yet again against
her backside, and started with pleasure as he eased his
penis back inside her.

“You’re terrible,” Addie giggled.

“No, just horny,” Jimmy replied, pumping his grandma
until he came, then falling asleep with his cock still
snug inside her pussy.

* * *

Somehow, Jimmy found the willpower to drag himself away
from Addie long enough to get his class list and books,
but–with several weeks before school actually started–
he mostly fucked his sexy grandmother every chance he
got. Although his grandmother worked for a large
accounting firm, she had stockpiled several weeks of
vacation time and availed herself of most of it so Jimmy
could fuck her all day and night. They fucked in a
public library, in restaurant bathrooms, on a ferryboat-
-and pretty much every other place they thought they
could get away with it.

Once, they even fucked at a free concert in the park;
while the rest of the crowd rocked out, Jimmy found a
tree toward the back of the crowd and sat down with his
back against it. Addie then straddled him, covering
herself demurely with a large blanket, and impaled
herself on his cock.

At least one old hippy noticed, offering a “far out,
man!” but nobody paid him much attention. Jimmy, for his
part, just sat back and let Addie do all the work for a
change, happily feeling her grind her pussy into his
cock. Idly, he held onto her feet, wrapping his thumbs
around the spike heels of her sandals and stroking her
slightly-wrinkled soles with the backs of his fingers;
that just made her hump him harder, though–fucking
herself with his rigid pole–and she came with a
shuddering climax.

“Easy there, Grandma,” Jimmy said, lifting his hands to
rest them on her hips. “It’s a public place, remember?”

“Sorry,” Addie replied, falling back against him. Close
to her, now, he could smell her perfume and lifted his
hands still further to cup her breasts. Even through her
blouse and her bra, they were firm and full, and he
wondered how big they might have gotten when she was
pregnant.

“Ungh…!”

Not for the first time, that thought made him come–
squirting his sperm into the tented depths of her cunt–
and he held his grandma tightly around her waist even as
he strained to squeeze out every last drop in his balls.

“What’s that about this being a public place?” Addie
teased him.

“You’re a bad influence, Grandma.”

And so their fucking went, one lusty adventure after
another punctuated with the odd bout of oral sex. But
then a few weeks later, around the start of school,
Addie began to feel queasy and went to her doctor for a
checkup. As it happened, she was pregnant. White as a
sheet, she nearly passed out right on the spot.

* * *

When Addie told Jimmy, he was devastated; he had simply
assumed his grandma was too old to get pregnant–
otherwise, he surely would have used a condom! But Addie
had still been having periods off-and-on, and it was
hardly surprising that Jimmy had knocked her up after
the cum-deluge he’d subjected her poor defenseless eggs
to.

So it was that the sex came to a screeching halt.
Although the damage was done, between Jimmy starting
school (disaffectedly) and Addie returning to work, they
had neither the energy nor inclination to fuck any more.
Returning to the room set aside for him, Jimmy would lie
awake nights and wonder how hellishly awful he had
fucked things up for his grandma. Although she’d come on
to him, he was really just as much responsible for the
baby as his grandma…

But how could he even grasp what they had done? Their
baby– innocent and guiltless, yet very real and growing
by the hour– would be born by summertime if nothing was
done. Should he persuade her to get an abortion…? How
could he even broach the subject…?

But then–about a week later–Jimmy got a pleasant
surprise when his grandmother woke him up with her
gentle stroking of his hard-on. She was completely
naked–all the more beautiful in the sharp light of
morning–and Jimmy watched in wonder as she moved to sit
astride him, then lower herself onto his cock.

“I guess you’re feeling better,” Jimmy speculated.

“I’m better,” Addie answered, happily humping his hard-
on; “I’ve decided to keep the baby.”

Jimmy’s cock stiffened even harder, and Addie murmured
her satisfaction. He could scarcely believe it, but
right there– somewhere between his swollen cockhead and
Addie’s bouncing breasts–a five-week old baby was
growing in her womb.

“Have you considered…having an abortion?” Jimmy asked.

“Oh, Sweetie,” Addie said, milking his cock with her
pussy, “I can’t kill our baby.”

That finally put him over the edge. Suddenly, pent-up
streams of cum erupted from his penis, painting Addie’s
pussy-walls with jets of youthful semen, and she leaned
in close to kiss her grandson, tucking her feet down
underneath his thighs.

“I love you, Grandma,” Jimmy said, “but what if we get
in trouble?

What if people find out? For God’s sake–what about
Mom?”

“Just let your grandma worry about that,” Addie said,
resting her head on his chest, even as her pussy
continued to milk the cum from his cock; “you’ll see–
it’ll work out.”

* * *

As confident as Addie was, she wasn’t prepared for a
shock from her gynecologist several months later: she
was actually pregnant with twins.

Thus, as Christmas approached, Addie–just four months
pregnant– was already showing a teardrop bulge. Jimmy
loved that–while he fucked her missionary-style, he
told her she was beautiful, and he couldn’t believe how
hard her bulging belly felt beneath his hands. She
replied that being pregnant made her prettier–it always
cleared up a woman’s complexion–and as for her womb, it
was tough because of the powerful muscles that would
help it expel her babies when labor came.

“Will it hurt?” he asked her naively.

“Oh, yes,” Addie said.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” Jimmy said, trying not to
hurt the babies with his urgent thrusting.

“It’ll help that I’ve already had a baby,” Addie said;
“but you can try pushing a watermelon through the end of
your dick if you want to know what it feels like.”

“Ow…” Jimmy said, pained by the image. He was not so
pained, however, that he couldn’t keep fucking her, and
finished off leaving a fresh load of sperm in her tummy.

Addie’s larger concern than giving birth was her
daughter. She had told her boss at work that she’d
gotten knocked up during a one-night stand, and she was
sure that Jimmy could be her Lamaze coach without
raising too many suspicions. Her 38-year old daughter
Margie–Jimmy’s mother–might be trouble, though, if the
subject wasn’t broached diplomatically.

As it happened, she needn’t have worried. Margie could
sense that something was up–the way her son asked her
probing questions about motherhood on the telephone,
ostensibly for a biology class, and the way her mother
ducked the question of whether she had a new man in her
life. Finally, Margie–who was divorced and living alone
upstate, now that Jimmy’s older sister had moved east–
invited her mother and son over for Christmas, and burst
out laughing when she saw her mother’s bulging belly.

“Now let me explain…” Addie started.

“No, let me guess,” Margie said; “horny grandma plus
horny grandson equals…?”

“I thought you didn’t tell her,” Jimmy whispered to
Addie.

“No, but I could guess,” Margie said. “Here, let me take
your coats…”

Unfortunately for Addie and Jimmy, Margie wasn’t above
having some fun at their expense. Although they avoided
fucking in Margie’s house, she teased them about being a
couple of little lovebirds, making a little love nest
while no one was watching. Over time– between Christmas
and New Year’s–this kidding finally got to be too much
for Addie, and she hatched a little plan with Jimmy.

As Addie knew, Margie was keen to celebrate New Year’s
with a bottle of champagne, but Addie was pregnant and
Jimmy was too young to drink. Or at any rate, that was
the excuse he used to abstain while his mother got
royally hammered.

“You know…” Margie admitted to Addie, “I’m jealous of
you– keeping my handsome son all to yourself…”

Addie just smiled, helping Margie to her couch. Now 20
weeks along, she could feel her babies kicking in her
belly, even as her own heart fluttered with excitement.

“Well, he’s right there. Why don’t you fuck him?”

“No, I couldn’t…”

“Jimmy,” Addie said, “show your mother your cock.”

Addie whipped out his penis.

“Oh, that’s a nice cock,” Margie said, “but I
couldn’t…”

Addie walked around the couch to Jimmy and grasped his
penis. It was rock-hard in a second, and Addie shook it
playfully at her daughter.

“But it’s so lonely. Don’t you want to play with Mr.
Happy?”

Margie giggled.

“Maybe just once…”

“That’s a good girl,” Addie said, giving Jimmy an
unnecessary nudge of encouragement.

As it was, Margie was not unattractive; she had the same
red hair as her mother–only longer–and a similar body,
with slightly smaller breasts and thicker thighs. Plus
she was hot and ready to fuck; Jimmy found that out when
she sucked his cock into her mouth, and wrapped her
sandal-shod feet around his legs. It did feel good–his
mom sucked on his cock with sloppy, slurping draws of
her lips and tongue on his shaft–but it threatened to
bring him off too soon.

“Easy there, Mom,” Jimmy said, pulling back, “let me do
the work…”

Jimmy then lowered his head between her legs, lifted her
dress, pulled down her panties and started to suck and
tongue-lave her pussy. Margie first jumped at his touch,
but then settled into the cushions of the couch for a
long, slow climb to orgasm.

“Oh, fuck…!” Margie shuddered, glancing up at Addie;
“you’ve got him pretty well trained.”

“Uh-huh,” Addie agreed, meanwhile reclining in an easy
chair and frigging herself; “now show her another trick,
Jimmy.”

Jimmy replied by climbing up on the couch between his
mother’s legs, guiding his cock-head into the mouth of
her pussy, and driving it home with a single plunging
thrust.

“Ohhh…!”

“You like that, Mom?” Jimmy asked, grinding his hips
against hers.

“Oh, fuck yes!”

Jimmy glanced back at his grandmother.

“I guess she hasn’t had any for a while either,” Addie
offered.

That was palpably obvious to Jimmy, for his Mom’s cunt
was tighter than he thought it would be, a steaming-hot
furnace wrapped around his dick. Feeling her thrust her
hips up against him, he thrust back in answer, and soon
they were fucking with happy abandon. Resting on his
elbows, Jimmy peeled open her top to suck at her boobs,
even as he drove in deep and slapped her ass with his
cum-heavy balls.

“I can’t help but wonder, Margie,” Addie said; “wasn’t
your last period just before Christmas?”

“Oh, fuck,” Margie gasped, woozily aware of the danger;
“Jimmy, this might not be a good time to be doing
this…”

“But Mom, you feel so good…”

“Jimmy–! Jimmy, I’m not on the pill…!”

“I guess I could pull out,” Jimmy said–noncommittally;
“do you want me to pull out?”

Dizzy from the champagne and Jimmy’s hammering fuck,
Margie wasn’t quite sure if she really did want him to
pull out. After all, she thought, just because she
didn’t have protection, that didn’t necessarily mean she
was ovulating…

“Oh, fuck me…!” Margie cried, summing up her thinking.

Jimmy strove to oblige, happily absorbing every nuance
of his pretty mother’s body even as the sperm started to
boil over in his balls. But finally it was more than he
could handle; thinking of his mother’s eggs, lying
unprotected there in her womb, he pressed in as deep as
he could go, gave a straining grunt and sent his sperm
squirting into the mouth of her cervix.

“I’m sorry, Mom,” he said, pumping still more of his cum
into her belly, “you’re just so darn pretty…”

But his Mom was oblivious. Even as New Year’s cheers
rang out up the block, she had already dozed off with
the happy sensation of her son’s giant cock still
pulsing and throbbing in her pussy.

* * *

The next morning, Margie remembered very little, but two
weeks later–after Addie and Jimmy returned to their
home–she got a reminder when she missed her next
period.

A visit to her own gynecologist confirmed what she
feared–she was pregnant–and she passed the news on to
Addie with a phone call. Although Margie tried to sound
angry, Addie eventually pulled the truth from Margie–
that she was lonely without her kids, and was kind of
looking forward to having another baby.

For his part, Jimmy worried a little about leaving his
mom alone, but Addie insisted that she’d offered to let
Margie move in with them, only to have the offer
politely refused. Thus, Jimmy returned to his normal
cycle of school and fucking–now mainly taking Addie
from behind since she was too big for him to be on top.

By the time April rolled around, she was quite plump and
round, and Jimmy got hard every time he saw her pose for
him in the same spike-heeled sandals she’d worn the day
he first fucked her. Now 34 weeks along, her ankles were
fairly swollen–an obvious difference from before–but
she was still plenty sexy with her big gravid belly and
boobs nicely swollen with milk.

So they started to fuck on the downstairs couch, and
Jimmy had just reached his climax–filling his bent-over
grandma with his juices–when a knock came at the front
door. Curious, Jimmy pulled on his clothes to go answer
the door and was startled to see his mother–her
pregnant belly just starting to show–standing there in
the doorway.

“Mom?”

“I changed my mind,” she replied; “I’ve decided to stay
with you guys.”

“Well, okay,” Jimmy said, letting her in. “What changed
your mind?”

Just then, Addie dashed by, buck-naked–or if not
‘dashed’, at least waddled by, with the twins lying
heavy in her belly, and her high heels clicking on the
wooden floor.

“I’m worried,” Margie said, with a straight face, “about
negative influences you’re getting here in the city. Now
why don’t you help me unload my car?”

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