Chapter three The evening after I assure Zoey that fucking the family was good for…
Granny Bang Part X
Chapter X – Fucking and more Fucking, for Gramma’s delight
Now there was one toy of Gramma’s that she didn’t use. She called it her “lavender lady” toy because it was shaped like a cock but about half as thick. Grandpa had got her this toy when he first wanted to fuck Gramma’s ass, but Gramma didn’t need to use any little toy – after Grandpa used him mouth and his fingers on her ass, Gramma wanted his big real cock, not some skinny little toy.
But she kept the toy, because it was a present from Grandpa and because she thought some day it might come in handy. And that was what it was in my mind to try in my own ass while I was watching Ron and Gramma fucking.
So, I got the “lavender lady” and rubbed KY all over it, and went to sit down in one of Gramma’s overstuffed chairs where I could see what all was happening on the bed and also play with myself. Of course, because of that tightly tied leather cock ring my cock was still hard as a rock, but I used my left hand to stroke it while I tried pressing that toy on my own ass hole. I kept one leg up over the arm of the chair so that Gramma could see what I was doing. I knew she’d want to see it all, and also that would make it more exciting to me, to be watched.
Well, she was watching alright. From the second she saw me take that toy from the table by the bed, she didn’t take her eyes off me. And when she saw me throw my leg up over the arm of that chair she got a really big grin on her face. She didn’t stop holding that vibrating toy in her pussy, or enjoying the fucking that her ass hole was getting, but she was sure ready to see me try fucking my own ass.
I took my timie with that toy, wanting to make a good show, and also wanting my ass hole to get used to the idea. So I first rubbed the head of that toy around and around my ass hole, pushing on it a little, but not really trying to push inside yet. It felt different, but it felt good, too, and I kept on stroking my cock with my other hand. I could see myself in one of Gramma’s mirrors, the one over her dresser on the other side of the bed, and I liked what I was looking at. There I was, my big old cock just as stiff as a rod and then that little “lavender lady” was pushing on my ass hole, like she was knocking and asking to go in.
I took her away from my ass for a minute and watched my reflection, and I did see my own ass hole start to do that same kind of opening just a little and then squeezing shut, just like Gramma’s hole does when I first start to poke it with my tongue. I liked what I saw and I also like how my hole was feeling, so I decided that I would go ahead and put that toy inside my ass.
I got ready to push it in, but I looked over at Gramma before I did it, ’cause I wanted to be sure that she was watching really close. She was! Her eyes were glued right to that toy and my ass, and she smiled really big at me, like saying “go ahead now, boy. You’ll like it.”
I pushed hard and the little head of that toy just slipped right into my ass hole, as slick as could be. It felt funny at first, like I was needing to shit it right out. But I knew that I didn’t need to shit so I just left it right there while I stroked some more on my cock. My ass hole was squeezing and squeezing on that toy, just like Gramma’s does on my cock, and after a little bit it started felling pretty good. So I pushed the toy in farther, making my hole open wider to take it, then pulled it back a little.
I don’t know if you know this, but men have a thing called a “prostate.” It’s a hard little sack that is in a man’s body and the only way to get close to touching it is to reach up inside his ass hole. Well, my Gramma told me about this “prostate” and said she heard that it felt real good for men to have something rub on it, and maybe it would feel good for me to do that too.
So far I didn’t feel any “prostate” while I was pushing that “lavender lady” up into my hole, and pulling it back. I tried popping its head out and then pushing the head right back in, and that felt really good. I was glad, ’cause that’s one of the things I like to do to Gramma’s ass, and I figured that if it felt good doing it to myself, it must feel even better for Gramma when I do it to her. I looked at Gramma again, and I could see she was really feeling hot, with that vibrating toy in her pussy, Ron’s cock fucking her ass as hard and fast as he could, and getting to see me fuck my own ass, all at the same time. Well, it made me feel pretty hot, too, so I pushed that toy right up into my ass, just about as far as it would reach.
And I found my prostate! It was like rubbing against a hard sack that was just on the outside of my hole, and it was really great feeling the rubbing of it! My ass hole was still squeezing and squeezing as I pushed that toy in and out, rubbing it hard against my prostate every time. Boy, it made my cock almost jump out of my hand, and made it really want to cum to feel that toy on my prostate.
In fact, I wasn’t too sure that I could hold on to my cum if it kept feeling like it was feeling with me fucking my ass like that, so I decided that I better not keep hitting my prostate any more that day. Maybe when I got more used to it I could keep better control and do it longer.
So, I pulled that toy most of the way out of my hole, and just kept pulling it all the way out and popping it back in. My hole closed up each time, just like Gramma’s did, so it looked as good as it felt while I was doing that. There was a big grin on my face from that fucking when I looked up to see how Gramma was doing, and she was still staring right at my ass hole and grinning too.
I played with “lavender lady” for about 15 minutes like that, after I stopped rubbing it on my prostate, and it sure was feeling good. ‘Course I kept on stroking my cock with my other hand and that felt good, too. So I was beginning to understand how Gramma liked it so much when she had a toy in one of her holes and a big hot cock in the other. And that reminded me of how I thought our fucking should end that day, the first day that Ron was there with Gramma and me.