Hello to all of you.
In this occasion I'm bringing a story from MY AUTHORSHIP, if someone sees it published elsewhere (with a nickname that's not mine) I'll ask them to notify me.
I hope they enjoy it, this part is long but it's worth it...
Grandmother of my son
Hello, my name is Teresa, I'm 47 years old and have a complicated past. Now, at my age I am a slender woman, with black hair that's wavy and long below the shoulder blades, Caucasian skin (with a bit of pigmentation, like a light constant bronze), green eyes, a very good figure for my age, approximately measuring 110-65-93. I don't lack suitors, but at this age I've already known true love and wouldn't change it for anything or anyone...
Everything started when I was a girl, my father was a farmhand in a field, he still works in the field today, but now he's in charge of several farms for the same owner. As I was telling you, we came from a humble town in Buenos Aires Province, at 13 years old, my father 33 (Domingo) and my mother 31 (Carmen). My father worked from sun to sun in Don Zoilo's field, a very wealthy but also very human man, compassionate and generous to his own, although he was the same age as my mother. Don Zoilo inherited several farms and it was common for him to organize parties on one of them for his workers or for the town. I remember a Christmas where he bought gifts for all the relatives of his employees and also for the small children in town. On one of the parties organized by Don Zoilo is where my story begins...
It was a celebration of the town, I was 13 years old, everyone was there, not a soul missing. The party started around 6 pm and at about 10 pm my father told my mother and me to go back home, that he would catch up with us by midnight, but since there were many men drunk (my father being one) he didn't want any trouble. My mother and I obeyed, we left the farm, Don Zoilo greeted us affectionately since we were very confident in him, and we headed back to our home.
From the farm to our house it would be about 500 meters, but when we were missing about 200 meters from our house we crossed paths with two young men (between 18 and 20 years old). As they passed by us on the side, they whistled at us and admired our beauty. My mother was thin and had a good figure, and as for me, I was a brunette with green eyes like her (I must have inherited it from someone). We tried to keep walking but one of the boys stopped in front of us and pulled out a knife and the other did the same from behind. They told us that if we were quiet and calm nothing would happen to us... They were nervous and a little drunk, although not too much), they told us to go into the meadows while one of them grabbed my mother and the other me, and that's what we did. They asked us to lift our skirts while they took off their pants, we obeyed without protesting, and then they threw us down and abused us, my mother as hard as a statue and I didn't understand anything, at that moment I was losing my virginity (which I thought I would keep for my future husband in that era). It could be seen that they were inexperienced because they didn't know how to move well, but overall they were affectionate if one can give that characteristic to rapists. Both of them finished ejaculating inside us and as it seemed they weren't satisfied, they switched victims, culminating as before, ejaculating inside our vaginas.
After finishing all that traumatic situation the boys put on their pants and ran off. My mother wasn't moving due to shock, so I had to lift her up and take her home. Once there, I decided to undress my mother and myself too and get into the shower to clean ourselves. Inside the bathtub, my mother reacted and between sobs hugged me and asked for forgiveness for not having taken care of or protected me. I said Don't worry mom, it's over now. Now we're safe at home. We hugged tightly, finished washing up, and then went out to dry off, get dressed, and head to bed, which due to the event, we shared.
The next morning I woke up and noticed my mother had already gotten up, so I went to our dining room and found my mother crying, hugging my father. Both of them saw me and between tears made signs for me to come over so we could hug all three of us. My father, who was a very tough man, told us with a voice full of emotion that it was all his fault, that if he hadn't said we should go alone this wouldn't have happened. When Don Zoilo found out, he raised hell, I think even Saint Peter. She heard it, immediately she sent someone to look for those delinquents but there was never a trace of them. It seemed they were from another town or passing through and took advantage of the opportunity when they saw the party.
After several weeks my mother gave us the news that she was pregnant, of course, by calculating the dates my mother supposed it was due to rape, my parents decided to have my brother and decided to keep quiet about the possibility of it being true since if it were known it would be a shame for the family.
One Sunday when we sat down to lunch with Don Zoilo, as soon as they put the meat in front of me I felt nauseous and had to run to the bathroom to vomit. My mother, who wasn't stupid, ran after me, and when she came out of the bathroom asked Daughter, how long has it been since you didn't have your period? To which I replied I didn't know, and with a sad face said Girl, I don't know how to tell you, but I think you're pregnant, did you do something with some boy? In response to this question I shouted back that no, how could she think such a thing of me. At her loud cries I saw Don Zoilo approaching...
DZ: Excuse my intrusion, but I couldn't help but hear the shouting - Is something happening?
T: Of course it's happening, Don Zoilo! My mother thinks I'm some kind of girl and that I have relations with anyone.
C: No daughter, I didn't mean to say that, don't misunderstand me, I just asked if you'd had relations with any boy, and if not, I think on that cursed night you could have also gotten pregnant since your vomiting isn't normal.
DZ: Look, I still feel guilty and responsible for what happened - my mother tries to interrupt him but he makes a sign for her to be quiet - Wait, Carmen, don't interrupt me. I was saying, I'm still feeling guilty and responsible for what happened, so I'd like to take care of the medical expenses. I have a friend who is a doctor, if I call her and tell her the situation I know she'll keep it silent, The only bad thing is that he works in the capital, but don't worry because I'll take you. And no, Carmen, I won't accept a no as an answer.
That's how we did it on Tuesday of that week. Don Zoilo took us to the Capital to visit his friend who did a series of studies on my mother and me. When he gave us the results, he confirmed what we had suspected but also feared: both of us were six weeks pregnant, giving us just enough time to be the fruit of rape...
When returning to the village, Don Zoilo asked to speak with my parents and whether I wanted to be present. In summary, what they agreed was that until it's evident that I'm pregnant, I'll lead a normal life, then try not to be seen as much by the neighbors, so everyone will think my mother had twins. Don Zoilo would pay for private teachers for me so I wouldn't lose a year of study and also cover medical expenses.
Time passed and my mother gave birth to a boy, Felipe, and at 14, I gave birth to a girl, Lucía, and Don Zoilo was the godfather of both. At first, we did as we had agreed, saying that Lucía was my sister, which worked for a while, but when I turned 18 and finished secondary school, I wanted to leave the village and take my daughter with me, so I told Don Zoilo, who accepted and advised me to stabilize myself wherever I wanted to be and then bring my daughter, a very wise man he was, so I followed his advice. I came to the Capital, it was hard at first to find work and housing, but through some acquaintances of Don Zoilo's, I managed to settle in and take my first steps. A year after arriving in this city, I had established myself, started dating Claudio, a wonderful young man who understood my story and didn't judge me, accompanying me all the way. One day I went back to the village (which I visited every two weeks) with the intention of taking my little one; my parents initially refused but eventually accepted it, so we both came here. For Capital. It was a bit weird adjusting to the schedules but we managed after a short time.
Already at 21 years old, Claudio proposed marriage to me, which I accepted. Lucía loved him as if he were her father and for a while it was a beautiful marriage, I graduated as an accountant and Claudio as an engineer, we searched for a long time to have more children, but the letter never arrived at the stork's until one day Claudio told me to go see if I had any problem, something I doubted since I already had a daughter, but he gave me the pleasure and I went. The tests gave normal results regarding fertility, and that's when my ordeal began. Claudio turned to drinking, playing and women, but I tried to understand him, I understood that this result had destroyed his manhood. But the final point came when drunk he lifted my hand and left me with a black eye, at 30 years old I wasn't going to let that happen and I got divorced. That's when I stopped believing in love.
Lucía was 14 and put on her boyfriend's ring with a boy two years older than her and three months after the divorce she came to tell me... I was going to be a grandma!
Luckily Pablo, Lucia's boyfriend, took charge of everything and in a very tender act asked for my hand when Lu turned 18. Of course the final answer would be hers but I gave them my approval. Months went by and Pablo found a great job and what surprised me most about a young man his age was that he spent most of his salary on my daughter and the future baby, could have bought a car or a motorcycle but no, he managed the money for Lucía, the baby, a house and finally the wedding. Months went by and Lu, with 15 years and 9 months of pregnancy started labor in my living room. I urgently called Pablo who was working and we went to the hospital, he caught up to us there. After a few hours I met my grandson Ignacio or Nacho, life became so clear for me when I saw his little hands, his eyes, I turned into a grandma babosa… Time passed and everything kept its course. Lucia got married and left with Pablo and Nacho, leaving me alone at the age of 32. So I took advantage and started going out and getting to know a little about life, meeting men, but none of them filled me up, they weren't what I was looking for or needed. Years went by, I stayed in touch with Lu, Nacho, and my parents (whom I would visit when I could), tried to form a couple again but always ended up disappointed so I preferred staying alone. After some time, I received a call from Lucia. L: Hi mom, can you talk? T: Yes, dear, what's going on? Are they okay? L: Yes, mom, calm down, I have to tell you two things... T: Okay... and what are you waiting for? L: The first is that Pablo received a managerial promotion, but he has to be abroad between 1 and 2 years. Nacho doesn't want to leave and separate from his friends, school, and other things he's used to. Would it bother you if he stayed with me? T: Ah! Congratulations to Pablo on my behalf, no dear, my grandson will never be a nuisance, I'll be happy to receive him, let's see if he wants to come stay with me. L: Mom knows he loves her crazy, it was his idea to tell you. T: Okay, and what's the second news? L: Are you sitting down?! YOU'RE GOING TO BE A GRANDMOTHER FOR THE SECOND TIME!!! T: Really?! What happiness! We have to celebrate this, come over for dinner on Saturday. L: It's that... we're leaving in the afternoon, we think about coming Friday and Nacho can already stay with you then. T: Okay, okay, I'll wait for them on Friday. That day arrived so eagerly awaited, as I'm in a high position at my company, I could easily take the day off to prepare everything for the night and Nacho's stay with me. The hour arrived and the doorbell rang, happy I went to open the door and there were the three of them, content and radiant. Nachito was then an 18-year-old boy in development, noticeable from his sports activities, tall, already 1.70 meters (he inherited his father's height), black hair, and green, I have to admit that when I saw him, a *oh, if you weren't so small...* crossed my mind. While Lu and I were talking and setting the table, Pablo and Ignacio were bringing and installing things for my grandson's room. The evening was beautiful, they told me about the projects of the company where Pablo works and I started to get caught up with Nacho. After midnight, my daughter and her husband left, we gave each other a strong hug and said goodbye.
I grabbed him and showed him where I kept important things in the house in case of an emergency, Nacho learned instantly. We talked for a bit more and then it was time to sleep, so we went to our respective beds.
The days and weeks passed normally, we were almost like mother and son, we started telling each other about our daily lives, problems, funny situations; I did gym three to five times a week during that period and Nacho always came up with some activity, so we could say we were both in good physical shape. Little by little, as the weeks went by, I started to notice some sly glances from my grandson, looking at me, my chest, my legs, and sometimes he would get hard and clock me. I took it as something natural for his age, I'm not going to lie and say I didn't like a 18-year-old boy looking at me, a 45-year-old woman, but also felt uncomfortable because it was my grandson, but I was also intrigued since I didn't know if he looked at me because he liked me, got excited or simply out of reflex until one day my doubts disappeared completely...
A Saturday morning, I went to the laundry room to wash the week's clothes, both Ignacio's and mine. While I was separating and putting the clothes in the washing machine, I found a thong of mine that was wet, which I had taken off the night before before going to bed. When I looked at it, I perceived an aroma that hadn't been there for a long time, it was semen, looking at the area... internal where my vagina makes contact I see that there was still one big and thick cum left. There was no doubt it was from my grandson, an unconscious impulse led me to stick out my tongue to taste that nectar that made the whole world turn upside down, immediately I got wet and had to head to my room to masturbate to relieve myself.
After a while and being more calm, I left the room again to continue with my household chores. Upon hearing that Nacho's bedroom door was opening, my heart skipped a beat, I didn't know how to react, I had just masturbated thinking of him, my grandson, tried his semen on my thong, how could I act normally? As Nachito approached me, he gave me a kiss on the cheek and I noticed an important erection coming from someone who wasn't fully developed... Good morning, how did you sleep, Nachi? was all that came out of my mouth, trembling nervously and not knowing why, the worst is that he realized it Well, good morning, what's going on? to which, trying to calm down, I said no and prepared breakfast for both of us. While warming up the coffee, I wanted to see if I could warm something else up too, so I started making a little exciting positions (leaning against the counter or bending over to make him look at my ass) taking advantage that I was still wearing a long-sleeved shirt like a nightgown with nothing underneath. By the corner of my eye or by some reflex, I could see that I was fulfilling my duties, so I decided to leave him alone for now. The day continued calmly, in some other moment I would make some suggestive movement or comment to catch his attention, but nothing too obvious. We went shopping and I suggested going to the movies since he had told me that a new superhero movie had just been released, Really, Abu? Come on... Are you not tired of buying clothes and need someone to carry your bags, no? The guy was small but very quick, so with a smile I said Well... favor for favor is paid we laughed and then got ready to leave. Things kept increasing in excitement, every time it was more frequent to find my underwear with his gifts but I wasn't left behind, not only did I try to savor those fluids but also used them to smell his pants. One night when I couldn't fall asleep, I started... Hearing noises, so I got up from the bed and went to investigate, the noises were coming from my grandson's room, I approached and looked through the keyhole to see what was going on and there he was. The light was on so I could see him well, it was Nacho, masturbating sitting at the edge of his bed and saying 'I love you, Abu, look how you turn me on, now I'm going to cum and fill everything, look look look' and then I saw him filling up his thong, which he had taken off a few hours earlier, with freshly made semen full of love for me. Right then I said to myself *now he has to see me* so I left my room door slightly open and started masturbating smelling one of his boxers. Slowly I began to moan and raise the volume of my moans just enough to invite him to take a look, there was a nightlight on. After a few minutes I noticed someone's presence behind the door, indeed it was my boy, so I made an effort to give him a wonderful show 'Ah Nacho, yes baby, I love that cock you've got'... after a while I finished with an amazing orgasm, it was so intense that I went limp for a moment. Looking at the door, my spectator had already left, but not before leaving his 'tadpoles' on the floor...
To the morning after I tried to start the day as if nothing had happened, I made breakfast, woke up Nacho to get dressed and so go to school and all that. It could be said that we liberated ourselves a bit by getting rid of our desires.
A Friday in September my daughter made a video call from her PC, although we often talked on WhatsApp and she asked about the son, this video call was special because it would show us already the belly of 5 months of pregnancy, at that time they were in Houston finishing their training for Pablo's corresponding promotion. The chat was very friendly and warm, Ignacio told me how he was doing in school, sports, and other things; then it was my turn to talk to her but we wanted to do it alone because she wanted to ask me more intimate questions, without relevance but didn't want her son to hear, we finished talking around 1:30 am and went to sleep.
Around 3 am, someone knocked on my door...
T: If so?
I: Abu, is... are you awake?
T: Yes Nacho, what do you need? Come in.
I: Abu - I notice he's crying - Can I stay with you tonight?
T: Yes son, come. – I said while moving to the side and opening the bed sheets for him to enter – Tell me, what's wrong?
I: I miss my old folks and today's call got me down a bit.
T: Well, well, come here that this old lady will take care of you.
Ignacio listened to me, entered the bed, and I hugged him. Tell grandma what else is going on with you? Because I don't think it's just that. While giving him hugs and hair caresses, he told me that in school they teased him because he had never kissed a girl and some of his friends (a bit older) treated him like a baby for not having been with any girl. I asked him if he liked girls, I already knew he did but pretended not to know, when he answered affirmatively I asked if there was a girl he liked or if there was one that made him... gustara más que otra. A this also told me that yes, so I asked him if he had already said it to her, as she was, and other things. He told me that he could not tell her because if he did, he would be afraid she would reject him and he could not bear such shame and rejection.
T: Nachi, tell me the truth. Do you like that girl a lot?
I: Yes, I think I'm in love.
T: Really? And why do you think that?
- My blood was boiling with jealousy on one side, but on the other it melted to see those feelings in my grandson.
I: I don't stop thinking about her, wanting to kiss her, hug her...
T: I understand. How long have you liked her? Do you want your first time to be with her?
I: Yes, and yes, I would like everything to be with her, from the first to the last time.
T: It's very nice everything you say, Nacho. Why don't you dare tell her you're in love with her?
I: Grandma, I already told you, I'm sure she'll reject me.
T: Ignacio, look at me, what are you willing to do for her, for her love?
I: Anything, Grandma, I can pull out my heart with my hands if that's what she asks.
T: Then go and tell her.
I: Grandpa, don't understand. I don't think I'm her type, surely she'll jump because I'm too young for her or something else to not hurt me. But if she says no, I'll have to leave with my old folks because I couldn't look at her again.
T: Nachi, you already have it, find the yes. I don't think she'll reject you, look, you have an excellent physique, you're intelligent and very handsome, if she says no, that's just a crazy person who doesn't deserve you.
I: I don't think it's that easy.
T: Why do you say that?
I: Because you are you, it's from you whom I've been in love since I was little - started to say crying -. That's why I wanted to stay here instead of going to the United States or Europe with my old folks. I told my mom I would miss my friends, the truth is that I couldn't miss some kids who have been bullying me for years, on the contrary, it would be my salvation. But if I could be far from them, not she could have left me alone, not seen me, that's why I told my mom if she could stay with you. But I know I can't compete with your suitors, they have cars, important jobs and those things, without mentioning that they must already have a much greater experience since I'm still a virgin.
Finished the speech, closes his eyes waiting for a slap or a reprimand, but instead put my hand on her cheek and gave him a kiss full of love on the forehead, asked her to look at me and in a very tender way with all my love said: Nacho, what you just said is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever told me. Look how you left your grandmother's heart - took his hand and directed it to my chest where my heart was beating wildly - do you see? That's what your words produced. You're right about a lot of what you say. In a normal situation, I, like your grandmother, would reject you. You're very young, don't have a job, no life experience, nor sexual experience; in those things you're correct. But, for some time now, many things are happening with you. I couldn't explain it well, but I like it, you make me very happy, since you've been here with me, I feel more full of life.
Said that, directed a tender look and a smile full of happiness.
I: Thanks for those words, dad, I didn't think your rejection would be so calm, I thought it would be a bit more violent.
T: I think there's something you're not listening to... I said In a normal situation... and then I put a BUT...
I: That means that...
T: That means all the excuses you made aren't important to me.
I: But what about your suitors or boyfriends?
Instead of answering, I encouraged myself and gave him a kiss on his lips. He was surprised, didn't know what to do. Didn't you like it? I asked, Nacho nodded with his head so I decided to give him another passionate kiss; my grandson didn't know how to do it so I told him to follow me as he went along, and slowly started getting wet, moved a '...
Little leg and I noticed the tent forming in Ignacio's boxer so I decided to move and get on top of him and kept kissing him, 'don't hold back love, touch me wherever you want' my grandson's eyes lit up and I kissed him again, just then I felt my little man's hands sliding down from my neck over my entire back, over my shirt, to my booty where he grabbed it tightly and pressed against his pelvis, that made me let out a sigh of pleasure, he stopped and started running his hands under my shirt, I felt like I had gotten goosebumps, I didn't remember when something similar had happened to me before, every time I felt myself getting wetter and wetter added to the fact that I had this tent pressing against my pelvis where I was rubbing my clitoris.
I couldn't resist anymore and took off my shirt, leaving myself completely naked in front of my grandson and asked him 'do you like what you see? Do you like this old woman destroyed?', Ignacio's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets 'Grandma, don't say that, you're amazing, I love you more and more each time... can I suck them?' I didn't respond, just directed one of my breasts to his mouth and guided one of his hands to stimulate the other 'yes, yes, like that my love... ahhhh you're making me come just from that... how lovely AHHHH' that orgasm was fascinating but I couldn't stop, I wanted more of him so I got up and started kissing him from mouth to pelvis, when I reached this one I slowly took off his boxer shorts and saw that marvelous cock well-veined and erect. At first I masturbated it a bit and saw his pre-semen so I started giving him kisses from the base to the glans, when I reached his head so desired I passed my tongue tip over it to savor the pre-seminal liquid and without thinking I started introducing his member into my mouth. Nacho was moaning with pleasure, that made me have to masturbate due to the excitement it generated, my grandson grabbed my head to mark the rhythm of the blowjobs and after a few minutes he told me not Hold on more, it's going to come, I'm not paying attention and keep sucking, then after two or three sucks more I finally received the cum of my grandson in my mouth, finally taking it straight from the factory, I filled my whole mouth with that thick liquid, 'Forgive me, grandma, I couldn't take it anymore' he said, lifted his head, looked at me and with a smile where a little of his cum was coming out from the corner, I swallowed it 'Love, that was delicious, I've been waiting for a long time to be able to take it like this' I told him, passed my tongue over where there were leftovers of that treasure and also swallowed them. Ignacio couldn't believe what was happening, it seemed like he was dreaming.
T: Are you ready for the point of no return?
I: Do you mean...?
T: Yes, do you want to pass into being a man or keep playing with toys?
I: Yes, grandpa, I want...
I kissed him, leaned back guiding him to get on top of me and guided his glans to the entrance of my vagina, then stopped and he said 'Grandpa, shouldn't I put on a condom?'. To which I replied that it was a safe day, that for this special occasion there wouldn't be any problems but when it happens again we'll have to take care because he's still fertile. Slowly he started introducing his beautiful and hard penis into me, every centimeter that entered for me was like an electric shock bringing me back to life, just with that I was going crazy and felt like I was going to lose my mind from pleasure; 'Ah, grandpa, it's all in' and as if it were instinctive, he started pumping inside of me. It showed his lack of experience, so I said 'Nachi, my love, now you're mine, you're my grandson and my wife, you can do with me what you want', but it seemed like he was very focused on the pumping so I grabbed him by the neck and brought him to me to kiss his neck and make him kiss or touch my breasts. I wouldn't know how much time passed, I had already lost track of time, my grandson started speeding up the in-and-out motion giving me a sign that he was about to cum, which excited me more and more with each thrust. I saw that he wasn't... could aguantar más así that brought my ear to my mouth and in a voice of slut I said 'Give it to me, love, fill me up completely with your cum, I desire it'. He looked at me and with a face of satisfaction started filling my whole belly with his seeds, feeling those contractions in his member I also finished and said 'Thank you, it was the most wonderful thing that happened to me'; then I don't remember anything else...
The next morning I woke up with Nacho on top of me and with a peace and happiness I had never felt before, even though there were still remnants of the best night of my life. I decided to run to my grandson and get up. I bathed, put on my shirt without underwear and went to prepare breakfast for my man and for myself, once ready I headed to my room and there he was, still asleep but his 'friend' was quite awake so (leaving the breakfast tray aside) I decided to greet him, still smelling me and my flavor delighted me. After a few sucks of having started, my grandson woke up without knowing how to react, so he took the best decision, let himself be carried away by pleasure, when I saw him awake I climbed on top of him and before introducing myself that teenage cock I said 'Let me know when you're about to cum', he nodded his head and then I let myself fall, like that for a few minutes until he said 'Abu, I can't take it anymore', in that instant I got off him, took my cup of coffee and directed his member towards her making her shoot her cum into my coffee, when there was no more content left I cleaned her up with my mouth and handed her the breakfast tray.
That Saturday we spent like two teenage lovers, of course we didn't show 'that' kind of affection in public but both knew what the other felt, we went to eat, took a walk around the rosedal. When we got home around 8pm, as soon as we crossed the threshold we melted into kisses, started taking off our clothes and right there in the living room we started making love, he put me against the wall and asked if we had bought condoms, I said '... No, but we could do it whenever I'm done outside, just for this situation. So we kept doing our thing, he put me against the wall, and I spread my legs; he sucked me a little bit and then entered me slowly, taking rhythm and speed, I was so excited that I couldn't resist much, when I finished it was hard to keep myself standing due to the spasms, so he laid me down on the couch and continued his work, I told him not to forget about cumming outside, but it seems he didn't notice and came inside me, when he reacted he turned red and bowed his head asking for forgiveness, I said 'my love, it doesn't matter, it was an accident, now I'm going to the pharmacy and it will be solved, stay calm', I kissed him and thanked him for that sex. I got dressed and went to the pharmacy, bought plenty of condoms but since I knew it was a safe date I ignored the pill, as I told him to cum outside so he could learn to control himself, not because of risk. I went back home and my grandson was waiting for me with some mates and a clean and tidy living room; I almost died from love in that instant, so I went and kissed him 'this night you get a special prize for being so considerate', I said. That night in our bedroom I put on a black silk baby doll and nothing underneath. When Ignacio saw me, he couldn't believe it, noticed his cock stopped, I approached him crawling on the bed, slowly unbuttoned his pants and went down with his underwear, when I saw that member I grabbed onto him with my mouth, Nacho grabbed my head with one hand and started marking the rhythm, with the other he was running along my back trying to reach my ass, when he reached one of them he gave me a slap (spank), far from bothering me it incited me to suck it harder, and so I did until I received my prize, at that moment I had it so deep in my mouth my grandson deposited his 'kids' directly into my throat. I removed my mouth from his member and went to kiss him, 'come here, your grandma has your prize for cleaning the living room', My little man went to get condoms, but I stopped him, told him it wasn't necessary for this, grabbed a little vaseline pot, passed very little vaseline through Nacho's dick to me, turned around, asked him to put vaselina on my anus because I didn't want it torn apart since it had been a while since I'd done that there, and left my Booty at his disposal. I asked him to be gentle, as he needed to be more careful than in front. Slowly he leaned his member against me and slowly pressed. His member opened its way through my anus and gradually through my rectum, at first I felt an uncomfortable pressure, but little by little I got used to it and started to enjoy and enjoy. The moans invaded the room until arriving at climax my grandson tells me I love you, abu and discharges everything in my rectum. To be honest, I didn't finish that time, but had a greater satisfaction, for the first time felt like someone told me TE AMO with all their being. Nacho pulled his penis out of my anus and hugged me, we fell asleep.
The days and weeks continued without incidents, from the doors outside we were grandma and grandson and inside the house we were husband and wife. At first it cost us to separate and differentiate things, but we managed to do so after a little time. We still had almost daily relations, sometimes he would arrive very tired from school and sports or I from my work, but there was always attention, or I would wait for him with hot water in the shower or he would make me massages on my feet and legs, those were other forms of making love without needing coitus. Months passed and neither he nor I could feel so complemented, but at the same time something was missing, so one day during dinner I said we had to talk.
T: My love, do you know how happy you make me? Don't you?
I: Yes, and you too, abu. Is something wrong?
T: It's just that... I don't want you to take it badly... I feel like we're missing something. And I'm not talking about sex or company, since in these three months of our relationship you've been acquiring an unparalleled experience and maturity.
I: Then what?
T: Promise me you won't get angry at what I'm going to tell you.
I: Yes, abu, you know I love you and give everything for you.
T: I think what we're missing is a baby in the family, in our family, the one we're forming together.
I: What? Forgive me but I don't understand.
T: Dumb. That I want to have a child with you, Nacho, I want you to make me a mother, let's give life to a new being. I know you're very young and it might scare you, but it's something that really would make me happy since my fertility isn't going to last much longer.
I: It's just that... the truth is the idea hit me like a bucket of cold water. It's not that I don't love you, I was just taken by surprise. If only my love, I want us to have children together. I love you now and always.
T: You've just made me the happiest woman in the universe!
That same night we started having relations without protection, unfortunately a week later my period came, but that didn't stop us, our libido and energies were set on it. My period went to a gynecologist, I asked her about the possibilities of getting pregnant and after doing an analysis she told me that I enjoyed excellent health, that there wouldn't be any problem at all, this news filled me with greater happiness than I had, so I asked if she could make me a calendar of ovulation, she did it without complaining and instantly, with the calendar in hand I went happy to my house.
We had already reached November and I was anxious for my ovulation date, I told my grandson that for one or two days before my date we shouldn't do anything, so his little soldiers would have more strength, much didn't like the idea but accepted. The day arrived and I prepared everything in the room's climate, aromatic candles, sheets, aphrodisiac food, etc. At night we had dinner with Ignacio and went to the room, when I saw all the decoration my grandson looked at me and started filling me with kisses, I stop him and go to the bathroom, when I come out I'm completely naked, look at him and say 'Do you still desire this old man? Do you still want me to get pregnant and have your son?' To which he responds: 'I desire you more than ever, I couldn't want anyone else to get pregnant, but no, I don't want you to have my son'. This surprised me, paralyzed me, but he hugged and completed 'I want you to have MY CHILDREN, I don't want to settle for just one' and kissed me. That session of mimos and caresses was different from the rest, they were full of love and desire, but of a different luxury, highly exciting.
We started kissing and I was guiding him to the bed, he reclined and without stopping his kisses, while taking off his clothes, my grandson was sliding down my chest, which he kissed and sucked a little, continued down my stomach until he reached my vagina, there he dedicated himself solely to licking my clitoris and giving me the best oral sex I remember, I was holding his head so that his tongue wouldn't leave my vagina, with his hands he was caressing my legs, booty, tits, belly, he had become a professional, I couldn't resist anymore and ended up letting out moans and screams of pleasure. Slowly Nacho was climbing back up, kissing me again; when he reached my face he says: Are you ready to cross the point of no return? To turn you completely into my woman and give you children? I kiss him and answer: Today more than ever my love, we melt into a kiss while slowly our sexes also come together. As I told you before, that sex session was more love and desire than lust, we didn't make unusual positions, we just surrendered in body, soul, and essence. After a while I feel like my man is about to cum and I say Fill your grandmother's womb, get me pregnant, make me a great-grandmother and mother again, infest my ovule with your babies, I wrap my legs around his hips so he can't get out and it's in that last push where my grandson puts all his cock into the end, reaching his glans to touch my uterus, where he left all his sperm. We kept doing this for almost 5 days, as the gynecologist told me ovulation is like. We continued loving each other from the inside out.
After about 15 days I notice I'm not getting my period, so I go to the pharmacy and ask for a test... it gives me a negative result. Both my husband/son and I get downhearted, so he makes me a grilled chicken that I love (yes, he learned to cook to pamper his wife/grandmother), but when I smell the chicken I got nauseous and had to go to the bathroom, With Nacho we looked at each other and didn't understand anything, to which he says 'Abu, what if we go to the hospital so they can give you a blood test? I heard that homemade tests can fail, while those at hospitals, made with blood, are infallible'. My hopes came back to me like an adrenaline injection, I cleaned up, got dressed and we went to the hospital, they did the analysis and an hour later they called us. Since my grandson seems over 18 years old, they didn't ask about him, so they asked us to take seats, looked at us and said: 'Mrs. Teresa, congratulations, you're pregnant. Congratulations also to the new father'. Right there I broke down in tears from joy, my grandson/husband was holding me back. We thanked them and went home, not without asking for an appointment with a doctor to follow all the steps of pregnancy, luckily it was done by my gynecologist.
The months were passing, Ignacio turned 19 years old, my daughter had a baby girl, Ludmila, beautiful, blond like the father and with clear eyes. I told my daughter and her parents in the village that our new brother (and grandson) was the result of a bad choice I made and I would have to take care of it on my own. Lucía tells us that Pablo was offered a fixed position at the Madrid branch of that company, so they were going to live there soon and proposed Nacho go with them, but he rejected: Don't get angry, mom, but grandma has been so good to me and is still good, I can't leave her alone, I'd feel like crap he said. My daughter understood and didn't oppose, she knew he had always been in love with me. My daughter thanked me for taking care of her son, we talked about other things and agreed to meet up soon.
The months passed, August arrived and my due date with him was approaching. Already on maternity leave, one Wednesday I felt like I'd broken my water bag, I called Nacho who had stayed with me because of my situation, grabbed our purse and went to the hospital. After 12:30 pm, my son/grandson was born, Nacho and I decided to name him Miguel, my grandson carried his firstborn and then handed him over to me, happiness didn't fit in our bodies. My parents and Don Zoilo came to meet my baby, stayed for a few days and went back to the village. Once we were all at home, our life returned to normal.
Four months passed, Miguel was still breastfeeding, and I noticed my period wasn't coming. I wasn't worried since I thought I was approaching menopause due to my age, we continued a normal life in the family of three when, by December, I felt strange, my cum didn't stop flowing, my breasts grew even more, I took an appointment with my gynecologist to see what she said, and the unexpected news was... I was 7 weeks pregnant again. A feeling of happiness invaded me, but also one of nerves, how could this pregnancy be possible? And then I remembered, it wasn't until a month and a half after Miguel's birth that I got my period again. (October) and the doctors told me it was because my organs needed to regulate again then with my grandson we didn't worry and did it without caring... Ah, that's how... I got home and gave the news to my husband/grandson, he didn't understand so I explained, he got happy and said The Christmas gift came early for me, you told me you'd be the mother of more than one of my children. We kissed and started deciding what to name him/her. Just then Lucia sent a message saying they were coming to spend the holidays with us. How was I going to tell her about my pregnancy, what excuse would I come up with now?
Christmas arrived, my daughter, Pablo, Ludmila, Ignacio, and Miguel were all at the table having dinner when I gave them the new announcement, it was like giving my daughter a bucket of cold water, my son-in-law had taken too much and wasn't falling asleep yet. After the fireworks, gifts, and other things, Pablo went to sleep, my daughter took Ludmi to the crib, and I did the same with Miguel. Nacho was preparing coffee in the kitchen, Lucia entered and said:
L: What are you doing? Do you think I don't notice?
T: What are you talking about, Lu?
L: Give it up, mom, make yourself stupid that I was born yesterday. You two are fucking, and like you're a couple of guys, you don't take care. -That hit me like a bucket of cold water, I didn't know how to respond.-
I: No, mom - my grandson took the word - You're wrong. Grandma and I aren't screwing around. We do love. I don't expect you to understand, it might be too much for you to accept, but I LOVE grandma, not like a grandma, but like my wife, and if Miguel and the baby waiting are my kids, they weren't an accident, we both sought them out and desire them. I repeat, I don't ask or expect you to understand, but I feel free to tell you, mom, because if I'm a man for having children and putting up with it, I'm also a man for not lowering my head in front of love and defending the woman I love.
L: How are you going to talk to me like that? -And she gave him a slap- Don't forget that above all I am your mother. How do you think I won't understand? Do you think I'm so retrograde? It gives me a lot of pride that you've managed to find your true love, I didn't expect it, but I see that their love goes beyond the limitations. I wish them well, if they want me not to come back and disturb or bother this family, I'll understand.
T: Don't say that, you're my daughter, without you nothing of this could have arrived or been imagined. I love you, daughter, but also love your son, my grandson who is the father of my other children. You don't know how hard it is to raise a child alone, being pointed at in your my own town and then by your own partner; afterwards a boy comes who gives you all the love in the world and starts being that man you dreamed of since childhood, and it turns out that man is Nacho, my grandson. I ran to hug my daughter, who responded with a hug, and then Nacho joined us. We stayed talking for a bit, Lucia wasn't going to say anything because she saw happy two people who loved her most in the world and offered to help us with whatever we asked. Nacho asked if she knew someone in the judiciary, since he wanted to give the surname to the babies, he wanted to be a 100% father; my daughter had to make some calls, but didn't promise anything. The calls were made, my daughter had many contacts in the judiciary, both from her jobs when she was here and her husband's jobs. She spent all afternoon calling until she got hold of the indicated judge, who told her that she had to do the emancipation of the minor or wait until they turned 21, and through a special document, he could adopt them, although they were relatives, but good, by law they wouldn't be able to get married legally and he couldn't do anything about it. When telling us this Lucia asked what we decided, to which Nacho without hesitation asked for the emancipation. This happened in December, in March Ignacio's emancipation came out, in July Penelope was born, our daughter, and immediately we started the proceedings so that he could adopt them (it's adoption, not recognition of paternity). Our life is going wonderfully, Nacho is about to turn 20, I'm already 47, Miguel is one year old, and Penny is three months old. What worried me a bit was my grandson's comment when he said Let's make the most of it while we have time, my love, you still menstruate. But I found out a week ago that for the fourth time I'm pregnant with the man I love, my grandson. The truth is that we're very happy and never having a child comes too late, especially when besides being your child, he's also your grandchild.Will continue...
In this occasion I'm bringing a story from MY AUTHORSHIP, if someone sees it published elsewhere (with a nickname that's not mine) I'll ask them to notify me.
I hope they enjoy it, this part is long but it's worth it...
Grandmother of my son
Hello, my name is Teresa, I'm 47 years old and have a complicated past. Now, at my age I am a slender woman, with black hair that's wavy and long below the shoulder blades, Caucasian skin (with a bit of pigmentation, like a light constant bronze), green eyes, a very good figure for my age, approximately measuring 110-65-93. I don't lack suitors, but at this age I've already known true love and wouldn't change it for anything or anyone...
Everything started when I was a girl, my father was a farmhand in a field, he still works in the field today, but now he's in charge of several farms for the same owner. As I was telling you, we came from a humble town in Buenos Aires Province, at 13 years old, my father 33 (Domingo) and my mother 31 (Carmen). My father worked from sun to sun in Don Zoilo's field, a very wealthy but also very human man, compassionate and generous to his own, although he was the same age as my mother. Don Zoilo inherited several farms and it was common for him to organize parties on one of them for his workers or for the town. I remember a Christmas where he bought gifts for all the relatives of his employees and also for the small children in town. On one of the parties organized by Don Zoilo is where my story begins...It was a celebration of the town, I was 13 years old, everyone was there, not a soul missing. The party started around 6 pm and at about 10 pm my father told my mother and me to go back home, that he would catch up with us by midnight, but since there were many men drunk (my father being one) he didn't want any trouble. My mother and I obeyed, we left the farm, Don Zoilo greeted us affectionately since we were very confident in him, and we headed back to our home.
From the farm to our house it would be about 500 meters, but when we were missing about 200 meters from our house we crossed paths with two young men (between 18 and 20 years old). As they passed by us on the side, they whistled at us and admired our beauty. My mother was thin and had a good figure, and as for me, I was a brunette with green eyes like her (I must have inherited it from someone). We tried to keep walking but one of the boys stopped in front of us and pulled out a knife and the other did the same from behind. They told us that if we were quiet and calm nothing would happen to us... They were nervous and a little drunk, although not too much), they told us to go into the meadows while one of them grabbed my mother and the other me, and that's what we did. They asked us to lift our skirts while they took off their pants, we obeyed without protesting, and then they threw us down and abused us, my mother as hard as a statue and I didn't understand anything, at that moment I was losing my virginity (which I thought I would keep for my future husband in that era). It could be seen that they were inexperienced because they didn't know how to move well, but overall they were affectionate if one can give that characteristic to rapists. Both of them finished ejaculating inside us and as it seemed they weren't satisfied, they switched victims, culminating as before, ejaculating inside our vaginas.
After finishing all that traumatic situation the boys put on their pants and ran off. My mother wasn't moving due to shock, so I had to lift her up and take her home. Once there, I decided to undress my mother and myself too and get into the shower to clean ourselves. Inside the bathtub, my mother reacted and between sobs hugged me and asked for forgiveness for not having taken care of or protected me. I said Don't worry mom, it's over now. Now we're safe at home. We hugged tightly, finished washing up, and then went out to dry off, get dressed, and head to bed, which due to the event, we shared.
The next morning I woke up and noticed my mother had already gotten up, so I went to our dining room and found my mother crying, hugging my father. Both of them saw me and between tears made signs for me to come over so we could hug all three of us. My father, who was a very tough man, told us with a voice full of emotion that it was all his fault, that if he hadn't said we should go alone this wouldn't have happened. When Don Zoilo found out, he raised hell, I think even Saint Peter. She heard it, immediately she sent someone to look for those delinquents but there was never a trace of them. It seemed they were from another town or passing through and took advantage of the opportunity when they saw the party.
After several weeks my mother gave us the news that she was pregnant, of course, by calculating the dates my mother supposed it was due to rape, my parents decided to have my brother and decided to keep quiet about the possibility of it being true since if it were known it would be a shame for the family.
One Sunday when we sat down to lunch with Don Zoilo, as soon as they put the meat in front of me I felt nauseous and had to run to the bathroom to vomit. My mother, who wasn't stupid, ran after me, and when she came out of the bathroom asked Daughter, how long has it been since you didn't have your period? To which I replied I didn't know, and with a sad face said Girl, I don't know how to tell you, but I think you're pregnant, did you do something with some boy? In response to this question I shouted back that no, how could she think such a thing of me. At her loud cries I saw Don Zoilo approaching...
DZ: Excuse my intrusion, but I couldn't help but hear the shouting - Is something happening?
T: Of course it's happening, Don Zoilo! My mother thinks I'm some kind of girl and that I have relations with anyone.
C: No daughter, I didn't mean to say that, don't misunderstand me, I just asked if you'd had relations with any boy, and if not, I think on that cursed night you could have also gotten pregnant since your vomiting isn't normal.
DZ: Look, I still feel guilty and responsible for what happened - my mother tries to interrupt him but he makes a sign for her to be quiet - Wait, Carmen, don't interrupt me. I was saying, I'm still feeling guilty and responsible for what happened, so I'd like to take care of the medical expenses. I have a friend who is a doctor, if I call her and tell her the situation I know she'll keep it silent, The only bad thing is that he works in the capital, but don't worry because I'll take you. And no, Carmen, I won't accept a no as an answer.
That's how we did it on Tuesday of that week. Don Zoilo took us to the Capital to visit his friend who did a series of studies on my mother and me. When he gave us the results, he confirmed what we had suspected but also feared: both of us were six weeks pregnant, giving us just enough time to be the fruit of rape...
When returning to the village, Don Zoilo asked to speak with my parents and whether I wanted to be present. In summary, what they agreed was that until it's evident that I'm pregnant, I'll lead a normal life, then try not to be seen as much by the neighbors, so everyone will think my mother had twins. Don Zoilo would pay for private teachers for me so I wouldn't lose a year of study and also cover medical expenses.
Time passed and my mother gave birth to a boy, Felipe, and at 14, I gave birth to a girl, Lucía, and Don Zoilo was the godfather of both. At first, we did as we had agreed, saying that Lucía was my sister, which worked for a while, but when I turned 18 and finished secondary school, I wanted to leave the village and take my daughter with me, so I told Don Zoilo, who accepted and advised me to stabilize myself wherever I wanted to be and then bring my daughter, a very wise man he was, so I followed his advice. I came to the Capital, it was hard at first to find work and housing, but through some acquaintances of Don Zoilo's, I managed to settle in and take my first steps. A year after arriving in this city, I had established myself, started dating Claudio, a wonderful young man who understood my story and didn't judge me, accompanying me all the way. One day I went back to the village (which I visited every two weeks) with the intention of taking my little one; my parents initially refused but eventually accepted it, so we both came here. For Capital. It was a bit weird adjusting to the schedules but we managed after a short time.
Already at 21 years old, Claudio proposed marriage to me, which I accepted. Lucía loved him as if he were her father and for a while it was a beautiful marriage, I graduated as an accountant and Claudio as an engineer, we searched for a long time to have more children, but the letter never arrived at the stork's until one day Claudio told me to go see if I had any problem, something I doubted since I already had a daughter, but he gave me the pleasure and I went. The tests gave normal results regarding fertility, and that's when my ordeal began. Claudio turned to drinking, playing and women, but I tried to understand him, I understood that this result had destroyed his manhood. But the final point came when drunk he lifted my hand and left me with a black eye, at 30 years old I wasn't going to let that happen and I got divorced. That's when I stopped believing in love.
Lucía was 14 and put on her boyfriend's ring with a boy two years older than her and three months after the divorce she came to tell me... I was going to be a grandma!
Luckily Pablo, Lucia's boyfriend, took charge of everything and in a very tender act asked for my hand when Lu turned 18. Of course the final answer would be hers but I gave them my approval. Months went by and Pablo found a great job and what surprised me most about a young man his age was that he spent most of his salary on my daughter and the future baby, could have bought a car or a motorcycle but no, he managed the money for Lucía, the baby, a house and finally the wedding. Months went by and Lu, with 15 years and 9 months of pregnancy started labor in my living room. I urgently called Pablo who was working and we went to the hospital, he caught up to us there. After a few hours I met my grandson Ignacio or Nacho, life became so clear for me when I saw his little hands, his eyes, I turned into a grandma babosa… Time passed and everything kept its course. Lucia got married and left with Pablo and Nacho, leaving me alone at the age of 32. So I took advantage and started going out and getting to know a little about life, meeting men, but none of them filled me up, they weren't what I was looking for or needed. Years went by, I stayed in touch with Lu, Nacho, and my parents (whom I would visit when I could), tried to form a couple again but always ended up disappointed so I preferred staying alone. After some time, I received a call from Lucia. L: Hi mom, can you talk? T: Yes, dear, what's going on? Are they okay? L: Yes, mom, calm down, I have to tell you two things... T: Okay... and what are you waiting for? L: The first is that Pablo received a managerial promotion, but he has to be abroad between 1 and 2 years. Nacho doesn't want to leave and separate from his friends, school, and other things he's used to. Would it bother you if he stayed with me? T: Ah! Congratulations to Pablo on my behalf, no dear, my grandson will never be a nuisance, I'll be happy to receive him, let's see if he wants to come stay with me. L: Mom knows he loves her crazy, it was his idea to tell you. T: Okay, and what's the second news? L: Are you sitting down?! YOU'RE GOING TO BE A GRANDMOTHER FOR THE SECOND TIME!!! T: Really?! What happiness! We have to celebrate this, come over for dinner on Saturday. L: It's that... we're leaving in the afternoon, we think about coming Friday and Nacho can already stay with you then. T: Okay, okay, I'll wait for them on Friday. That day arrived so eagerly awaited, as I'm in a high position at my company, I could easily take the day off to prepare everything for the night and Nacho's stay with me. The hour arrived and the doorbell rang, happy I went to open the door and there were the three of them, content and radiant. Nachito was then an 18-year-old boy in development, noticeable from his sports activities, tall, already 1.70 meters (he inherited his father's height), black hair, and green, I have to admit that when I saw him, a *oh, if you weren't so small...* crossed my mind. While Lu and I were talking and setting the table, Pablo and Ignacio were bringing and installing things for my grandson's room. The evening was beautiful, they told me about the projects of the company where Pablo works and I started to get caught up with Nacho. After midnight, my daughter and her husband left, we gave each other a strong hug and said goodbye.
I grabbed him and showed him where I kept important things in the house in case of an emergency, Nacho learned instantly. We talked for a bit more and then it was time to sleep, so we went to our respective beds.
The days and weeks passed normally, we were almost like mother and son, we started telling each other about our daily lives, problems, funny situations; I did gym three to five times a week during that period and Nacho always came up with some activity, so we could say we were both in good physical shape. Little by little, as the weeks went by, I started to notice some sly glances from my grandson, looking at me, my chest, my legs, and sometimes he would get hard and clock me. I took it as something natural for his age, I'm not going to lie and say I didn't like a 18-year-old boy looking at me, a 45-year-old woman, but also felt uncomfortable because it was my grandson, but I was also intrigued since I didn't know if he looked at me because he liked me, got excited or simply out of reflex until one day my doubts disappeared completely...
A Saturday morning, I went to the laundry room to wash the week's clothes, both Ignacio's and mine. While I was separating and putting the clothes in the washing machine, I found a thong of mine that was wet, which I had taken off the night before before going to bed. When I looked at it, I perceived an aroma that hadn't been there for a long time, it was semen, looking at the area... internal where my vagina makes contact I see that there was still one big and thick cum left. There was no doubt it was from my grandson, an unconscious impulse led me to stick out my tongue to taste that nectar that made the whole world turn upside down, immediately I got wet and had to head to my room to masturbate to relieve myself.
After a while and being more calm, I left the room again to continue with my household chores. Upon hearing that Nacho's bedroom door was opening, my heart skipped a beat, I didn't know how to react, I had just masturbated thinking of him, my grandson, tried his semen on my thong, how could I act normally? As Nachito approached me, he gave me a kiss on the cheek and I noticed an important erection coming from someone who wasn't fully developed... Good morning, how did you sleep, Nachi? was all that came out of my mouth, trembling nervously and not knowing why, the worst is that he realized it Well, good morning, what's going on? to which, trying to calm down, I said no and prepared breakfast for both of us. While warming up the coffee, I wanted to see if I could warm something else up too, so I started making a little exciting positions (leaning against the counter or bending over to make him look at my ass) taking advantage that I was still wearing a long-sleeved shirt like a nightgown with nothing underneath. By the corner of my eye or by some reflex, I could see that I was fulfilling my duties, so I decided to leave him alone for now. The day continued calmly, in some other moment I would make some suggestive movement or comment to catch his attention, but nothing too obvious. We went shopping and I suggested going to the movies since he had told me that a new superhero movie had just been released, Really, Abu? Come on... Are you not tired of buying clothes and need someone to carry your bags, no? The guy was small but very quick, so with a smile I said Well... favor for favor is paid we laughed and then got ready to leave. Things kept increasing in excitement, every time it was more frequent to find my underwear with his gifts but I wasn't left behind, not only did I try to savor those fluids but also used them to smell his pants. One night when I couldn't fall asleep, I started... Hearing noises, so I got up from the bed and went to investigate, the noises were coming from my grandson's room, I approached and looked through the keyhole to see what was going on and there he was. The light was on so I could see him well, it was Nacho, masturbating sitting at the edge of his bed and saying 'I love you, Abu, look how you turn me on, now I'm going to cum and fill everything, look look look' and then I saw him filling up his thong, which he had taken off a few hours earlier, with freshly made semen full of love for me. Right then I said to myself *now he has to see me* so I left my room door slightly open and started masturbating smelling one of his boxers. Slowly I began to moan and raise the volume of my moans just enough to invite him to take a look, there was a nightlight on. After a few minutes I noticed someone's presence behind the door, indeed it was my boy, so I made an effort to give him a wonderful show 'Ah Nacho, yes baby, I love that cock you've got'... after a while I finished with an amazing orgasm, it was so intense that I went limp for a moment. Looking at the door, my spectator had already left, but not before leaving his 'tadpoles' on the floor...To the morning after I tried to start the day as if nothing had happened, I made breakfast, woke up Nacho to get dressed and so go to school and all that. It could be said that we liberated ourselves a bit by getting rid of our desires.A Friday in September my daughter made a video call from her PC, although we often talked on WhatsApp and she asked about the son, this video call was special because it would show us already the belly of 5 months of pregnancy, at that time they were in Houston finishing their training for Pablo's corresponding promotion. The chat was very friendly and warm, Ignacio told me how he was doing in school, sports, and other things; then it was my turn to talk to her but we wanted to do it alone because she wanted to ask me more intimate questions, without relevance but didn't want her son to hear, we finished talking around 1:30 am and went to sleep.
Around 3 am, someone knocked on my door...
T: If so?
I: Abu, is... are you awake?
T: Yes Nacho, what do you need? Come in.
I: Abu - I notice he's crying - Can I stay with you tonight?
T: Yes son, come. – I said while moving to the side and opening the bed sheets for him to enter – Tell me, what's wrong?
I: I miss my old folks and today's call got me down a bit.
T: Well, well, come here that this old lady will take care of you.
Ignacio listened to me, entered the bed, and I hugged him. Tell grandma what else is going on with you? Because I don't think it's just that. While giving him hugs and hair caresses, he told me that in school they teased him because he had never kissed a girl and some of his friends (a bit older) treated him like a baby for not having been with any girl. I asked him if he liked girls, I already knew he did but pretended not to know, when he answered affirmatively I asked if there was a girl he liked or if there was one that made him... gustara más que otra. A this also told me that yes, so I asked him if he had already said it to her, as she was, and other things. He told me that he could not tell her because if he did, he would be afraid she would reject him and he could not bear such shame and rejection.
T: Nachi, tell me the truth. Do you like that girl a lot?
I: Yes, I think I'm in love.
T: Really? And why do you think that?
- My blood was boiling with jealousy on one side, but on the other it melted to see those feelings in my grandson.
I: I don't stop thinking about her, wanting to kiss her, hug her...
T: I understand. How long have you liked her? Do you want your first time to be with her?
I: Yes, and yes, I would like everything to be with her, from the first to the last time.
T: It's very nice everything you say, Nacho. Why don't you dare tell her you're in love with her?
I: Grandma, I already told you, I'm sure she'll reject me.
T: Ignacio, look at me, what are you willing to do for her, for her love?
I: Anything, Grandma, I can pull out my heart with my hands if that's what she asks.
T: Then go and tell her.
I: Grandpa, don't understand. I don't think I'm her type, surely she'll jump because I'm too young for her or something else to not hurt me. But if she says no, I'll have to leave with my old folks because I couldn't look at her again.
T: Nachi, you already have it, find the yes. I don't think she'll reject you, look, you have an excellent physique, you're intelligent and very handsome, if she says no, that's just a crazy person who doesn't deserve you.
I: I don't think it's that easy.
T: Why do you say that?
I: Because you are you, it's from you whom I've been in love since I was little - started to say crying -. That's why I wanted to stay here instead of going to the United States or Europe with my old folks. I told my mom I would miss my friends, the truth is that I couldn't miss some kids who have been bullying me for years, on the contrary, it would be my salvation. But if I could be far from them, not she could have left me alone, not seen me, that's why I told my mom if she could stay with you. But I know I can't compete with your suitors, they have cars, important jobs and those things, without mentioning that they must already have a much greater experience since I'm still a virgin.
Finished the speech, closes his eyes waiting for a slap or a reprimand, but instead put my hand on her cheek and gave him a kiss full of love on the forehead, asked her to look at me and in a very tender way with all my love said: Nacho, what you just said is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever told me. Look how you left your grandmother's heart - took his hand and directed it to my chest where my heart was beating wildly - do you see? That's what your words produced. You're right about a lot of what you say. In a normal situation, I, like your grandmother, would reject you. You're very young, don't have a job, no life experience, nor sexual experience; in those things you're correct. But, for some time now, many things are happening with you. I couldn't explain it well, but I like it, you make me very happy, since you've been here with me, I feel more full of life.
Said that, directed a tender look and a smile full of happiness.
I: Thanks for those words, dad, I didn't think your rejection would be so calm, I thought it would be a bit more violent.
T: I think there's something you're not listening to... I said In a normal situation... and then I put a BUT...
I: That means that...
T: That means all the excuses you made aren't important to me.
I: But what about your suitors or boyfriends?
Instead of answering, I encouraged myself and gave him a kiss on his lips. He was surprised, didn't know what to do. Didn't you like it? I asked, Nacho nodded with his head so I decided to give him another passionate kiss; my grandson didn't know how to do it so I told him to follow me as he went along, and slowly started getting wet, moved a '...
Little leg and I noticed the tent forming in Ignacio's boxer so I decided to move and get on top of him and kept kissing him, 'don't hold back love, touch me wherever you want' my grandson's eyes lit up and I kissed him again, just then I felt my little man's hands sliding down from my neck over my entire back, over my shirt, to my booty where he grabbed it tightly and pressed against his pelvis, that made me let out a sigh of pleasure, he stopped and started running his hands under my shirt, I felt like I had gotten goosebumps, I didn't remember when something similar had happened to me before, every time I felt myself getting wetter and wetter added to the fact that I had this tent pressing against my pelvis where I was rubbing my clitoris.
I couldn't resist anymore and took off my shirt, leaving myself completely naked in front of my grandson and asked him 'do you like what you see? Do you like this old woman destroyed?', Ignacio's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets 'Grandma, don't say that, you're amazing, I love you more and more each time... can I suck them?' I didn't respond, just directed one of my breasts to his mouth and guided one of his hands to stimulate the other 'yes, yes, like that my love... ahhhh you're making me come just from that... how lovely AHHHH' that orgasm was fascinating but I couldn't stop, I wanted more of him so I got up and started kissing him from mouth to pelvis, when I reached this one I slowly took off his boxer shorts and saw that marvelous cock well-veined and erect. At first I masturbated it a bit and saw his pre-semen so I started giving him kisses from the base to the glans, when I reached his head so desired I passed my tongue tip over it to savor the pre-seminal liquid and without thinking I started introducing his member into my mouth. Nacho was moaning with pleasure, that made me have to masturbate due to the excitement it generated, my grandson grabbed my head to mark the rhythm of the blowjobs and after a few minutes he told me not Hold on more, it's going to come, I'm not paying attention and keep sucking, then after two or three sucks more I finally received the cum of my grandson in my mouth, finally taking it straight from the factory, I filled my whole mouth with that thick liquid, 'Forgive me, grandma, I couldn't take it anymore' he said, lifted his head, looked at me and with a smile where a little of his cum was coming out from the corner, I swallowed it 'Love, that was delicious, I've been waiting for a long time to be able to take it like this' I told him, passed my tongue over where there were leftovers of that treasure and also swallowed them. Ignacio couldn't believe what was happening, it seemed like he was dreaming.
T: Are you ready for the point of no return?
I: Do you mean...?
T: Yes, do you want to pass into being a man or keep playing with toys?
I: Yes, grandpa, I want...
I kissed him, leaned back guiding him to get on top of me and guided his glans to the entrance of my vagina, then stopped and he said 'Grandpa, shouldn't I put on a condom?'. To which I replied that it was a safe day, that for this special occasion there wouldn't be any problems but when it happens again we'll have to take care because he's still fertile. Slowly he started introducing his beautiful and hard penis into me, every centimeter that entered for me was like an electric shock bringing me back to life, just with that I was going crazy and felt like I was going to lose my mind from pleasure; 'Ah, grandpa, it's all in' and as if it were instinctive, he started pumping inside of me. It showed his lack of experience, so I said 'Nachi, my love, now you're mine, you're my grandson and my wife, you can do with me what you want', but it seemed like he was very focused on the pumping so I grabbed him by the neck and brought him to me to kiss his neck and make him kiss or touch my breasts. I wouldn't know how much time passed, I had already lost track of time, my grandson started speeding up the in-and-out motion giving me a sign that he was about to cum, which excited me more and more with each thrust. I saw that he wasn't... could aguantar más así that brought my ear to my mouth and in a voice of slut I said 'Give it to me, love, fill me up completely with your cum, I desire it'. He looked at me and with a face of satisfaction started filling my whole belly with his seeds, feeling those contractions in his member I also finished and said 'Thank you, it was the most wonderful thing that happened to me'; then I don't remember anything else...
The next morning I woke up with Nacho on top of me and with a peace and happiness I had never felt before, even though there were still remnants of the best night of my life. I decided to run to my grandson and get up. I bathed, put on my shirt without underwear and went to prepare breakfast for my man and for myself, once ready I headed to my room and there he was, still asleep but his 'friend' was quite awake so (leaving the breakfast tray aside) I decided to greet him, still smelling me and my flavor delighted me. After a few sucks of having started, my grandson woke up without knowing how to react, so he took the best decision, let himself be carried away by pleasure, when I saw him awake I climbed on top of him and before introducing myself that teenage cock I said 'Let me know when you're about to cum', he nodded his head and then I let myself fall, like that for a few minutes until he said 'Abu, I can't take it anymore', in that instant I got off him, took my cup of coffee and directed his member towards her making her shoot her cum into my coffee, when there was no more content left I cleaned her up with my mouth and handed her the breakfast tray.
That Saturday we spent like two teenage lovers, of course we didn't show 'that' kind of affection in public but both knew what the other felt, we went to eat, took a walk around the rosedal. When we got home around 8pm, as soon as we crossed the threshold we melted into kisses, started taking off our clothes and right there in the living room we started making love, he put me against the wall and asked if we had bought condoms, I said '... No, but we could do it whenever I'm done outside, just for this situation. So we kept doing our thing, he put me against the wall, and I spread my legs; he sucked me a little bit and then entered me slowly, taking rhythm and speed, I was so excited that I couldn't resist much, when I finished it was hard to keep myself standing due to the spasms, so he laid me down on the couch and continued his work, I told him not to forget about cumming outside, but it seems he didn't notice and came inside me, when he reacted he turned red and bowed his head asking for forgiveness, I said 'my love, it doesn't matter, it was an accident, now I'm going to the pharmacy and it will be solved, stay calm', I kissed him and thanked him for that sex. I got dressed and went to the pharmacy, bought plenty of condoms but since I knew it was a safe date I ignored the pill, as I told him to cum outside so he could learn to control himself, not because of risk. I went back home and my grandson was waiting for me with some mates and a clean and tidy living room; I almost died from love in that instant, so I went and kissed him 'this night you get a special prize for being so considerate', I said. That night in our bedroom I put on a black silk baby doll and nothing underneath. When Ignacio saw me, he couldn't believe it, noticed his cock stopped, I approached him crawling on the bed, slowly unbuttoned his pants and went down with his underwear, when I saw that member I grabbed onto him with my mouth, Nacho grabbed my head with one hand and started marking the rhythm, with the other he was running along my back trying to reach my ass, when he reached one of them he gave me a slap (spank), far from bothering me it incited me to suck it harder, and so I did until I received my prize, at that moment I had it so deep in my mouth my grandson deposited his 'kids' directly into my throat. I removed my mouth from his member and went to kiss him, 'come here, your grandma has your prize for cleaning the living room', My little man went to get condoms, but I stopped him, told him it wasn't necessary for this, grabbed a little vaseline pot, passed very little vaseline through Nacho's dick to me, turned around, asked him to put vaselina on my anus because I didn't want it torn apart since it had been a while since I'd done that there, and left my Booty at his disposal. I asked him to be gentle, as he needed to be more careful than in front. Slowly he leaned his member against me and slowly pressed. His member opened its way through my anus and gradually through my rectum, at first I felt an uncomfortable pressure, but little by little I got used to it and started to enjoy and enjoy. The moans invaded the room until arriving at climax my grandson tells me I love you, abu and discharges everything in my rectum. To be honest, I didn't finish that time, but had a greater satisfaction, for the first time felt like someone told me TE AMO with all their being. Nacho pulled his penis out of my anus and hugged me, we fell asleep.
The days and weeks continued without incidents, from the doors outside we were grandma and grandson and inside the house we were husband and wife. At first it cost us to separate and differentiate things, but we managed to do so after a little time. We still had almost daily relations, sometimes he would arrive very tired from school and sports or I from my work, but there was always attention, or I would wait for him with hot water in the shower or he would make me massages on my feet and legs, those were other forms of making love without needing coitus. Months passed and neither he nor I could feel so complemented, but at the same time something was missing, so one day during dinner I said we had to talk.T: My love, do you know how happy you make me? Don't you?
I: Yes, and you too, abu. Is something wrong?
T: It's just that... I don't want you to take it badly... I feel like we're missing something. And I'm not talking about sex or company, since in these three months of our relationship you've been acquiring an unparalleled experience and maturity.
I: Then what?
T: Promise me you won't get angry at what I'm going to tell you.
I: Yes, abu, you know I love you and give everything for you.
T: I think what we're missing is a baby in the family, in our family, the one we're forming together.
I: What? Forgive me but I don't understand.
T: Dumb. That I want to have a child with you, Nacho, I want you to make me a mother, let's give life to a new being. I know you're very young and it might scare you, but it's something that really would make me happy since my fertility isn't going to last much longer.
I: It's just that... the truth is the idea hit me like a bucket of cold water. It's not that I don't love you, I was just taken by surprise. If only my love, I want us to have children together. I love you now and always.
T: You've just made me the happiest woman in the universe!
That same night we started having relations without protection, unfortunately a week later my period came, but that didn't stop us, our libido and energies were set on it. My period went to a gynecologist, I asked her about the possibilities of getting pregnant and after doing an analysis she told me that I enjoyed excellent health, that there wouldn't be any problem at all, this news filled me with greater happiness than I had, so I asked if she could make me a calendar of ovulation, she did it without complaining and instantly, with the calendar in hand I went happy to my house.
We had already reached November and I was anxious for my ovulation date, I told my grandson that for one or two days before my date we shouldn't do anything, so his little soldiers would have more strength, much didn't like the idea but accepted. The day arrived and I prepared everything in the room's climate, aromatic candles, sheets, aphrodisiac food, etc. At night we had dinner with Ignacio and went to the room, when I saw all the decoration my grandson looked at me and started filling me with kisses, I stop him and go to the bathroom, when I come out I'm completely naked, look at him and say 'Do you still desire this old man? Do you still want me to get pregnant and have your son?' To which he responds: 'I desire you more than ever, I couldn't want anyone else to get pregnant, but no, I don't want you to have my son'. This surprised me, paralyzed me, but he hugged and completed 'I want you to have MY CHILDREN, I don't want to settle for just one' and kissed me. That session of mimos and caresses was different from the rest, they were full of love and desire, but of a different luxury, highly exciting.
We started kissing and I was guiding him to the bed, he reclined and without stopping his kisses, while taking off his clothes, my grandson was sliding down my chest, which he kissed and sucked a little, continued down my stomach until he reached my vagina, there he dedicated himself solely to licking my clitoris and giving me the best oral sex I remember, I was holding his head so that his tongue wouldn't leave my vagina, with his hands he was caressing my legs, booty, tits, belly, he had become a professional, I couldn't resist anymore and ended up letting out moans and screams of pleasure. Slowly Nacho was climbing back up, kissing me again; when he reached my face he says: Are you ready to cross the point of no return? To turn you completely into my woman and give you children? I kiss him and answer: Today more than ever my love, we melt into a kiss while slowly our sexes also come together. As I told you before, that sex session was more love and desire than lust, we didn't make unusual positions, we just surrendered in body, soul, and essence. After a while I feel like my man is about to cum and I say Fill your grandmother's womb, get me pregnant, make me a great-grandmother and mother again, infest my ovule with your babies, I wrap my legs around his hips so he can't get out and it's in that last push where my grandson puts all his cock into the end, reaching his glans to touch my uterus, where he left all his sperm. We kept doing this for almost 5 days, as the gynecologist told me ovulation is like. We continued loving each other from the inside out.After about 15 days I notice I'm not getting my period, so I go to the pharmacy and ask for a test... it gives me a negative result. Both my husband/son and I get downhearted, so he makes me a grilled chicken that I love (yes, he learned to cook to pamper his wife/grandmother), but when I smell the chicken I got nauseous and had to go to the bathroom, With Nacho we looked at each other and didn't understand anything, to which he says 'Abu, what if we go to the hospital so they can give you a blood test? I heard that homemade tests can fail, while those at hospitals, made with blood, are infallible'. My hopes came back to me like an adrenaline injection, I cleaned up, got dressed and we went to the hospital, they did the analysis and an hour later they called us. Since my grandson seems over 18 years old, they didn't ask about him, so they asked us to take seats, looked at us and said: 'Mrs. Teresa, congratulations, you're pregnant. Congratulations also to the new father'. Right there I broke down in tears from joy, my grandson/husband was holding me back. We thanked them and went home, not without asking for an appointment with a doctor to follow all the steps of pregnancy, luckily it was done by my gynecologist.
The months were passing, Ignacio turned 19 years old, my daughter had a baby girl, Ludmila, beautiful, blond like the father and with clear eyes. I told my daughter and her parents in the village that our new brother (and grandson) was the result of a bad choice I made and I would have to take care of it on my own. Lucía tells us that Pablo was offered a fixed position at the Madrid branch of that company, so they were going to live there soon and proposed Nacho go with them, but he rejected: Don't get angry, mom, but grandma has been so good to me and is still good, I can't leave her alone, I'd feel like crap he said. My daughter understood and didn't oppose, she knew he had always been in love with me. My daughter thanked me for taking care of her son, we talked about other things and agreed to meet up soon.The months passed, August arrived and my due date with him was approaching. Already on maternity leave, one Wednesday I felt like I'd broken my water bag, I called Nacho who had stayed with me because of my situation, grabbed our purse and went to the hospital. After 12:30 pm, my son/grandson was born, Nacho and I decided to name him Miguel, my grandson carried his firstborn and then handed him over to me, happiness didn't fit in our bodies. My parents and Don Zoilo came to meet my baby, stayed for a few days and went back to the village. Once we were all at home, our life returned to normal.
Four months passed, Miguel was still breastfeeding, and I noticed my period wasn't coming. I wasn't worried since I thought I was approaching menopause due to my age, we continued a normal life in the family of three when, by December, I felt strange, my cum didn't stop flowing, my breasts grew even more, I took an appointment with my gynecologist to see what she said, and the unexpected news was... I was 7 weeks pregnant again. A feeling of happiness invaded me, but also one of nerves, how could this pregnancy be possible? And then I remembered, it wasn't until a month and a half after Miguel's birth that I got my period again. (October) and the doctors told me it was because my organs needed to regulate again then with my grandson we didn't worry and did it without caring... Ah, that's how... I got home and gave the news to my husband/grandson, he didn't understand so I explained, he got happy and said The Christmas gift came early for me, you told me you'd be the mother of more than one of my children. We kissed and started deciding what to name him/her. Just then Lucia sent a message saying they were coming to spend the holidays with us. How was I going to tell her about my pregnancy, what excuse would I come up with now?
Christmas arrived, my daughter, Pablo, Ludmila, Ignacio, and Miguel were all at the table having dinner when I gave them the new announcement, it was like giving my daughter a bucket of cold water, my son-in-law had taken too much and wasn't falling asleep yet. After the fireworks, gifts, and other things, Pablo went to sleep, my daughter took Ludmi to the crib, and I did the same with Miguel. Nacho was preparing coffee in the kitchen, Lucia entered and said: L: What are you doing? Do you think I don't notice?
T: What are you talking about, Lu?
L: Give it up, mom, make yourself stupid that I was born yesterday. You two are fucking, and like you're a couple of guys, you don't take care. -That hit me like a bucket of cold water, I didn't know how to respond.-
I: No, mom - my grandson took the word - You're wrong. Grandma and I aren't screwing around. We do love. I don't expect you to understand, it might be too much for you to accept, but I LOVE grandma, not like a grandma, but like my wife, and if Miguel and the baby waiting are my kids, they weren't an accident, we both sought them out and desire them. I repeat, I don't ask or expect you to understand, but I feel free to tell you, mom, because if I'm a man for having children and putting up with it, I'm also a man for not lowering my head in front of love and defending the woman I love.
L: How are you going to talk to me like that? -And she gave him a slap- Don't forget that above all I am your mother. How do you think I won't understand? Do you think I'm so retrograde? It gives me a lot of pride that you've managed to find your true love, I didn't expect it, but I see that their love goes beyond the limitations. I wish them well, if they want me not to come back and disturb or bother this family, I'll understand.
T: Don't say that, you're my daughter, without you nothing of this could have arrived or been imagined. I love you, daughter, but also love your son, my grandson who is the father of my other children. You don't know how hard it is to raise a child alone, being pointed at in your my own town and then by your own partner; afterwards a boy comes who gives you all the love in the world and starts being that man you dreamed of since childhood, and it turns out that man is Nacho, my grandson. I ran to hug my daughter, who responded with a hug, and then Nacho joined us. We stayed talking for a bit, Lucia wasn't going to say anything because she saw happy two people who loved her most in the world and offered to help us with whatever we asked. Nacho asked if she knew someone in the judiciary, since he wanted to give the surname to the babies, he wanted to be a 100% father; my daughter had to make some calls, but didn't promise anything. The calls were made, my daughter had many contacts in the judiciary, both from her jobs when she was here and her husband's jobs. She spent all afternoon calling until she got hold of the indicated judge, who told her that she had to do the emancipation of the minor or wait until they turned 21, and through a special document, he could adopt them, although they were relatives, but good, by law they wouldn't be able to get married legally and he couldn't do anything about it. When telling us this Lucia asked what we decided, to which Nacho without hesitation asked for the emancipation. This happened in December, in March Ignacio's emancipation came out, in July Penelope was born, our daughter, and immediately we started the proceedings so that he could adopt them (it's adoption, not recognition of paternity). Our life is going wonderfully, Nacho is about to turn 20, I'm already 47, Miguel is one year old, and Penny is three months old. What worried me a bit was my grandson's comment when he said Let's make the most of it while we have time, my love, you still menstruate. But I found out a week ago that for the fourth time I'm pregnant with the man I love, my grandson. The truth is that we're very happy and never having a child comes too late, especially when besides being your child, he's also your grandchild.Will continue...
13 comentários - Bisabuela de mi hijo
a estas muchachas... mamita que fertilidad!!
Resumido, abuela de 47 años tiene hijos con su nieto de 18