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Grandma Bev walked into her grandson, Trace's, house followed by her daughter, Penny and Penny's husband Joel. Bev had had a kitchen fire and between the water and smoke damage, in addition to the fire damage, her home was going to be out of commission for about three months for all of the cleaning and renovation work to be completed. There had been an electrical short in one of the appliances on her kitchen island counter top and the damage to the kitchen was extensive. Trace had not seen much of his grandmother over the years. Part of it was distance - she lived about four hours away - and the other part was the ongoing relationship problems she and Penny had since Penny was a teenage girl. Their personalities jut didn't click and never did. Bev was an open book, said what she thought, and was pretty straight forward with her language. She had a magnetic personality. People were either strongly drawn to her or they were strongly repulsed by her. There was not much in between. Penny on the other hand was reserved, more or less humorless and took everything way too seriously - at least in Bev's mind.

The family agreed that it would be best for Bev to stay with Trace. He had the space, was eager to get to know his grandmother better, and did not yet have a family himself to complicate making the accommodations for her. She gave him a big hug when she walked in the door and immediately complimented his good looks, strong build and openness to letting her stay with him. He smiled broadly and her drop dead figure did not escape him either. He did not remember noticing that about her before, but it had been a few years since he had seen her. Bev was in her early 60's, but looked at least ten years younger. She only had a few lines at the corners of her mouth and eyes. She wore a modern hairstyle, a fairly tight fitting blouse and form fitting skirt that highlighted a beautifully curved ass and legs that would rival any model. But what stood out the most, figuratively and literally, were her huge tits. She probably could not by loose fitting tops if she wanted to because her tits were about the size of cantaloupes. That was no exaggeration. Trace had never seen tits that big unless the woman was just terribly obese. Bev was certainly not fat, not even that much over weight although her waist was not as narrow as it probably had been in her younger days. Trace fought off the growing erection. His mother helped with that by starting to get all antsy about taking off and leaving them to get acquainted. She was also checking to make sure Trace had all he needed to properly host his grandmother. Bev rolled her eyes and told Penny to relax, that the two of them would be fine together and that she did not need a thing.

Trace carried his grandmother's luggage to her room down the hall and across from his. His mom and dad left and soon as Bev had a chance to unpack and relax for a bit, she and Trace sat down in the living room to chat. They made small talk mostly and then Bev got a little more serious with Trace.

"Let's cut through some crap, shall we?" she said, startling Trace. He was now expecting to find out why his mom did not get along with Bev and how this might be a very long three months. She continued, "I have never been the kind of grandmother that baked you cookies and read you stories at bedtime. So you don't have to call me grandma. Just call me Bev. Besides, "grandma" makes me feel old and I don't feel old."

"Ok - Bev - that's fine. And just for the record, you look anything but old!" Trace said that with a little more enthusiasm than he intended and blushed a little as he heard himself say it.

"Why, thank you, Trace. That means a lot coming from a handsome young man like you." Bev got up from her chair and moved over to the sofa and sat down right next to Trace. "Now, tell me what happened between you and pretty little girlfriend you had. I thought you two were planning to get married. I was surprised to find out she packed up and left."

Trace lowered his head a little as he spoke, "Well, my business has not been as successful as I had hoped so money is a little tighter than expected and she didn't like that. My friends are a not as socially high up as she had hoped and she didn't like that. And..." his voice trailed off.

"And...what?" Bev asked. "Don't hold back, Trace. I know your parents are listening, so I want to. It is all safe with me."

"Well, I came home from a night of drinking with my low life friends and was feeling pretty horny. I got in bed and started trying to get her in the mood. She was pissed because I was out too late and had beer on my breath, so she rolled over away from me. I got pissed and fucked her anyway - in the ass. And she REALLY didn't like that."

Bev snickered a little at that. "Well, you really should get her permission before burying your bone in her backyard, Trace. A woman has to be prepared for that and it is an acquired skill and taste to take it up the ass. "

Trace was shocked by her language, but pleased that she could hold her own in this type of conversation.

Bev continued, "As far as your friends are concerned, those change over time and as your business improves, so will your friendships. And it takes a while to build a real estate business. Sounds like she was too impatient and not doing her part to help you with that aspect. Maybe I can help, though. I helped your granddad build his insurance business into something that ultimately gave us an excellent lifestyle and has taken care of me since he died. I won't push, but if you want, we can talk about how I might be able to help some. Most of it still falls on you to do the right things and devote the time and energy to it."

Trace liked this woman. She was open and could talk about anything apparently. She seemed genuinely interested in him and his success. He was intrigued with how she might be able to help him. He took her to his favorite restaurant for dinner that evening and it was mostly small talk again and just taking the time to get acquainted. He finally got around to asking her about her relationship with his mother.

"I don't really know why," she began, "I embarrass her with my language sometimes. When I mean 'fuck' I say 'fuck', not screw, not diddle. Somewhere along the way, she got all buttoned down and puckered up in her attitude about decency and politeness. I don't fit that mold in her eyes. And I don't help it at all by pushing her buttons when I want to and watching her get all twitchy when I start swearing or making crude comments. So I am as much to blame as she is. I just have very strong opinions about some things and she does too, but they are opposed to each other. In the end, it has kept me from spending as much time with her and her family as I would like over the years."

"She can be pretty uptight and difficult to deal with sometimes," Trace admitted, "but I think underneath there is someone who wishes she is more like you. She has even made comments to that effect at times."

"Thanks for telling me that, Trace. It gives me hope that we might have a better relationship over time. Maybe there is a bright spot from this fire after all."

The next morning, Trace got out of bed, dressed and headed for the kitchen to make coffee. Bev was already up and coffee was made. She was in the living room in a leotard doing her morning stretching exercises.

"Good morning gra...Bev. What are you doing?" asked Trace, looking her over carefully.

"For years, I have had a routine of stretching and keeping myself limber and in good shape. Your granddad and I started doing this together way back when your mom was a little girl and I never quit. I even taught ballet for years, including your mother. Staying fit and flexible makes every other part of life that much better." She looked at him looking at her. Her leotard was tight as leotards always are, but the top half was stretched to the point it looked like it might burst. And she clearly had a beautiful ass and killer legs. Again, Trace was fighting the bulge in his pants.

"How does it make every other part of life better?" he was curious.

Bev got up and walked over to him. "Well, for example, you just feel better, you can do more things and have more energy. Come here and I will show you something." She walked over to a bare wall between the living room and the kitchen and turned her back to it. "Put your hand around the small of my back as if we were going to dance. Hold me to within a couple of inches of your body." Trace did as he was instructed. Bev looked him in the eyes and lifted her left leg out and up without moving the rest of her body and placed the heel of her foot on Trace's shoulder. She lowered it and proceeded to do the same with the other leg. "Give you any ideas of what other parts of life are better?" she said with a wicked grin on her face. "Your granddad used to love the different positions we could invent just because we spent every evening stretching together."

Trace didn't even bother trying to hide his lust or his huge erection any longer. Bev kissed him on the cheek and walked to the kitchen to pour herself a cup of coffee. They sat at the table and shared the coffee and breakfast together before Trace prepared to head for the office.

"You mentioned that you thought you could help me improve my business. I would like to hear more about that this evening over dinner if you are interested in giving it a try."

Bev grinned widely, "I cannot think of anything I would enjoy more. I am having lunch with your mom today, too. I am hoping to improve on several relationships while I have the chance."

When Trace arrived home that evening, Bev had dinner ready for him. They enjoyed casual conversation during the meal and worked together to clean up afterward. When Trace had asked Bev about lunch with his mother, Bev was downcast. "Penny said she wasn't feeling well and postponed for a couple of days." Trace tried to brush it off as the truth since he had known his mom to struggle with migraines for many years. "Maybe," said Bev, "I guess I need to give her the benefit of the doubt."

Trace changed the subject, "How about we discuss how you think you can help me improve my business results. I have been intrigued by your thoughts and eager to learn whatever you have to teach me."

Bev looked at him with adoration at his eagerness to learn and trust in her for having just gotten well acquainted over the previous couple of days. "Well, it may not be directly assisting with your business. I am not trained in real estate, but I do know that a distracted man cannot be successful at anything. He has to be clear headed and focused to succeed. I think I can help you clear your head from the distractions of your girlfriend and actually be able to focus on your business and use the training and knowledge you already have. It worked for your granddad."

"I am open to whatever you have in mind." said Trace honestly. "I have been committed and not really aware of distractions until the breakup, but I may have missed something. What do you think is distracting me?"

"First things first," said Bev. "There are some ground rules if I help. First, this is entirely between you and me. And it remains that way even if you reject my ideas. Never tell a soul. I consider my type of help to be very personal and private."

Curiosity was killing Trace. "Absolutely! I promise. I would not violate that trust under any circumstances."

"Okay," said Bev with confidence, "then I will first tell you how it worked for your granddad. You see, most men are distracted by their need for sex and fear of not having it available when they want it. If they are always thinking about whether they will get laid, they are not thinking about the productive, creative and profitable aspects of their lives. I figured that out when your grandpa and I were newly married. He was trying to get his insurance business going, but he was also a horny as hell young male who wanted sex all of the time. Well, we had your mother early in our marriage and it was a struggle for me to get in the mood or to set aside the time for it. I finally realized that if I could take care of that one basic desire, he was happier and more focused on his business. A month after I put my plan into place, he started getting better results at work."

"I don't understand," Trace said clearly confused. "How does that apply to me?"

"I will get to that." said Bev. "The point is, when I told him of my plan and followed through with it always, he never worried or spent time thinking about sex until he was home with me and it was our time. A man with no distractions, including a stiff cock in his pants, can accomplish anything he sets his mind to do."

"Well, there certainly isn't any sex in my immediate future. I made sure of that as I told you. Other than that, there aren't really any distractions," assessed Trace.

"Don't be so sure about the sex thing," said Bev, "it is a huge distraction and hurting your business. I will bet that your girlfriend was holding out on you and using it as a reward rather than reassurance. And that is still on your mind. That is where I come in."

Trace frowned, still not getting it.

"I will make it clear for you," said Bev with a motherly smile on her face. "I will fuck you as often as you need it for as long as you need it, with no strings attached so you can pour all of your energy into making your business work. If you want to that is. I guarantee you, that if you follow my instructions, you will see dramatic changes in your business results."

Trace nearly swallowed his tongue and his cock nearly busted out of his slacks. "You are shitting me! You would really fuck me ALL I want as long as I want?"

"Yes," she replied with virtually no expression on her face. "You already know me well enough to know I am the type to put up or shut up, right?"

"Well...yeah, I think so. So, when do we begin?" he said, as if it was a project more than a relationship.

Bev laughed at him as she walked up to him and put her arms around his neck. "No time like the present. But you are not just going to drop your trousers and start humping me. You need to follow my plan."

"You bet! Let's hear it!" Trace was all ears...and stiff dick.

"First, the evening schedule starting now. I am going to change into my leotard again since it had such an impact on this, this morning," pointing at his crotch. "Then we are going to start with stretching and getting you limbered up. Frequent sex is always better with a variety of positions. Second, we are going to put on some slow music and dance together for awhile getting in rhythm with each other. Then, we fuck for the first time. The first time, you will always be expected to do everything you can to please me as well as yourself. Then we will fuck a second time and where you put that cock of yours will be up to you and about your own pleasure. After that, we will see how you hold up. Then there is the morning schedule. We will get up at 5 am and after some coffee and a shower together, we will fuck again, and again, you will be responsible for pleasing me. The second time we fuck in the morning, it will be all about you. Then it is a program of repeating as long as necessary. But when you leave for work, your only duty is to keep your dick to yourself and focus all attention on business and being creative with it, knowing I will fuck your legs off again when you get home, no matter how well or poorly you have done that day."

Trace could not believe it. He just stood there as she left the room to change into her leotard again. When she returned, she was not wearing the same leotard at all, but a sheer body stocking with no crotch in it. It was red and with it she wore matching high heels. "What do you think? The heels should get me to the right height for you if the position takes us in that direction."

"You are beautiful! Do we have to start with the stretching and dancing?" Trace was eager to do more with his cock than with anything else.

"Yes, we start with stretching and dancing first." Bev laughed. "Now either change clothes or get naked. Your choice."

Trace just stripped on the spot. Bev watched hungrily as he removed everything right in front of her with no hesitation. She admired his lean body and broad shoulders and bit her lower lip as he revealed his large and very hard cock standing straight out at her. Trace was eyeing her as well and noticed that her tits were not only the size of melons but that her areolas were smaller than he expected - about the size of a half dollar coin and the nipples were hard and about twice the size of pencil erasers.

Bev looked him over, licked her lips and said, "I think the stretching and dancing can wait. I just realized how much I need that big cock of yours. Remember, your goal is to do your best to please me too and then we will take it from there. Now come over to the wall for me."

She walked to the wall and leaned her back against it. The lower portion of the wall was painted a dark brown with a white chair rail just above it and the upper wall was a beige color. The chair rail came to just above her waist.

"Just stand in front of me like you did before and hold still." Trace did as he was told and she lifted one leg and rested her high heel on his shoulder. "Now lift me up by the ass and let me get my other leg on your other shoulder." Again, Trace did as instructed. Bev was now folded in half, leaning against the wall, and ready for his entry. Trace marveled at how firm her ass felt in his hands. He stepped in just a little until his cock was positioned at her entrance and he slowly began to push himself into her. She sighed and groaned as she felt his large cock enter her love tunnel. He sighed as he completed his entry and just enjoyed the moment of pleasure. He was again amazed at how tight and wet she was for a woman her age. She used the strength and agility of her body to lift herself just a little and then instructed him to start his strokes in and out. He easily bore her weight and lifted her slightly to improve the angle for both of them and then began thrusting and pulling back. He could feel her firm tits pushing against his chest through the fabric of her sheer body suit. He could feel her nipples poking him as well and he watched them jiggle against him with each body movement. "When you are ready to cum, pull out and shoot it on the wall. I want to see what kind of volume that cock of yours produces. I noticed you have quite a set of balls on you to go with that big cock. I am guessing you shoot quite a load!"

Trace kept pumping and squeezing her ass cheeks in his hands and her moaning intensified. He felt like he was in so deep that he might actually be hitting her womb with the head of his cock. He wasn't sure he could last long enough to please her, but he desperately wanted their first time to be good for her if nothing else happened. Her arms were wrapped around his neck with her high heels just outside of her arms and she was beginning to help with her rise and fall up and down his shaft. Her groaning intensified and breathing became heavy. Trace's ass was the only part of his body showing signs of movement as he withdrew nearly to exit and pushed back in with his long strokes. He began to pick up the pace a bit to match her breathing. Bev's mouth opened wide as she was drawing in more air and beginning to whimper. He could tell she was getting as close to cumming as he was, so he changed nothing but the continual increase in speed. He kept the strokes as long and as deep as possible until finally her back stiffened, her grip around his neck tightened and her thighs went rigid against him and let out a howl that he was sure the neighbors heard. Her climax lasted for what seemed like several minutes and just has she began to relax, he could hold it no more. He lifted her off of his cock just as his first shot was about to rocket out the end of his cock. It made an audible splatter against the wall followed by several more. Finally he was done and lowered her to the floor. Both were out of breath and sat down on the carpet right where they had been standing moments ago.

"Congratulations young man! You just made it to level two," Bev said with a breathless laugh. "That is the best cum I have had in years. Thank goodness I have been using a larger dildo to keep my pussy in shape and ready for a cock like that one. Otherwise, I don't think I could have handled it. And my dildo doesn't give me nearly as good an orgasm as that cock of yours just did." She looked at the wall to see the long streams of his white cum running down the wall. It looked like the white paint of the chair rail had melted and run down the brown wall. Trace stood up, bent over and picked up Bev and carried her to the couch. He gently laid her down there and placed her legs over his shoulders with her knees d****d over them. He proceeded to dive into her pussy with his tongue without asking if she was interested. Clearly she was. She immediately went into another shorter orgasm, cumming on his face after just a few seconds. Not satisfied with that, Trace kept going until she had a handful of his hair in her hands and flailing against his face in two more climaxes before he gave her a chance to rest.

"My God you are one horny prick - and talented. I don't remember how long it has been that I got off from oral sex. That was amazing. Now it is your turn again. What do you want to do to me next?" Trace didn't answer. He just pulled down the top of her body stocking and began to squeeze her huge tits and suck on her hard nipples. Again, Bev began to moan with sounds of her own pleasure and caressed his head and shoulders as he nursed on her tits. He slid two fingers into her pussy and began to massage her clit. Then he took his wet fingers and began to rub her asshole with them getting that opening wet. Then he went back to work on her clit until she came again and collapsed nearly exhausted. Trace then straddled her body and placed his cock between her massive tits and slowly began to tit fuck his grandmother. She used her hands to push her tits from the outside so that they completely enveloped his long prick. Still wet from their fucking, his cock slid easily between the two mountains and he began pick up the pace. His cock had never gone limp and he was out of his mind with arousal and desire for this woman he used to call grandma and now just called Bev.

"When you cum, I want it on my face. I want you to shoot your cum all over my face, dear." Trace nodded at her request and held nothing back. After several minutes of tit fucking his grandma's huge jugs, he threw his head back, grunted and pulled his cock from between the mounds and shot almost as much cum at her face as he had the wall earlier. Rope after rope of cum landed in strands from her forehead down her cheeks and across her nose, ending just below the chin and began running down her neck. When he was finished, she looked like she had just completed a bukkake party.

"My, my. You are one large bundle of sexual energy! I may not be able to keep up with you after all." she said as she began to gather his cum and lick it from her hands. He got a towel for her to finish the job and then they sat on the couch together snuggled against one another for a few minutes. It wasn't long, however, before he was hard again and she took notice.

"I see you are ready for another round. How would you feel about me giving that rod of yours a taste test?"

"Be my guest," he said with a smile.

She started at his chest and slowly let her tongue trail over his body down his abdomen until it reached the tip of his cock, now lying just above his navel. She took hold of his shaft with one hand and lifted it off of his stomach and slid the knob of his cock into her mouth and began sucking on it. There was still some cum seeping out of his cock and licked it off, swallowing anything that came out. She wasn't able to take his cock all the way down her throat from this position, but she made a mental note that she would find a way to deep throat this stud as soon as possible. She took a break from sucking his cock head to running her tongue down the length of his shaft and then she began to suck his balls, one at a time. That nearly made him cum again, but she quit when she felt him begin to twitch a little. She went back to licking his shaft and sucking his cock head, slowly rotating through that sequence for what seemed like hours. He was fondling her ass and again to finger the outer rim of her asshole. She hoped he would slide a finger into her ass and in just a few minutes, she got her wish.

He was getting close to another eruption when he decided finger fuck her ass and that took his mind off of his own pleasure and lasting a little longer. His finger entry into her rear shifted her into a higher gear, however, so his release of another load of hot cum was imminent. He began using his finger like a small cock in her ass and she moved a free hand to her pussy and began rubbing her clit with great energy while she continued to suck his cock. She gave herself another orgasm on his finger and her hand and her moaning into his cock while she sucked him pushed him over the edge. She pulled off and aimed his cock at her huge tits and marveled at the force of his eruption and size of his load sprayed all over her ample tits. She rubbed it into her skin like a strange kind of lotion.

She got up and laid down on top of him on the couch and they half slept that way for more than an hour. She removed her body suit and they went to take a shower together and both became aroused all over again. She reached into the night stand and pulled out a tube of lube and prepared her ass for his enjoyment. "Just go slow. I have never had one that size in my ass before and I will need more time for you to get fully inside me." She lubed him up as well and then she stood against the bedroom wall like someone about to be frisked by police. She had her high heels back on again to get the height right and spread her legs. She was standing strategically in front of the wall mirror, giving them both a perfect view of her tits swaying as he ass fucked her. Trace had that view and also a beautiful view of her tight ass with his cock buried in it. It took several slow strokes to get fully inside, but when he did, it was a glorious sensation. He continued to admire her long silky legs, her firm ass, and before he started in earnest at pounding her ass, he reached around her and enjoyed the feel of her large firm tits and hard nipples. Then he went to work on her ass with his hard cock. He took her cue for what she was ready to handle, starting off with long very slow strokes. As her moans changed from discomfort to pleasure, he increased the pace until finally his heavy balls were slapping her pussy as his cock buried itself each time into her back door. She alternated hands, working over her own pussy and clit while he enjoyed the unique sensations of her ass around his cock. He could feel the surge from his balls begin to move up the shaft of his cock and he unloaded yet another large amount of cum into her ass. His strokes became uneven as he came uncontrollably into her ass and finally pulled away. When he did, his cum began oozing out of her hole and ran down her legs.

They rinsed off again and got into bed together, holding each other in the glow of the heat from their sexual marathon. They kissed passionately and caressed each other, never talking. They just enjoyed the sense of touch the other offered. Trace thought he was done for the night and was already looking forward to tomorrow, when Bev rolled over on top of him and grabbed his cock again and guided it back into her pussy.

"I am taking control of this one. I want to feel you cum inside me like you did my ass. You just lie still and enjoy my ride." Trace did as instructed, although he did take the liberty to play with those beautiful huge tits again. This fuck lasted almost 30 minutes before he finally filled her pussy to overflowing with his cum. She had climaxed three more times in roughly equal intervals during that time and looked totally satisfied and his cum ran down his cock and her legs as she pulled off of him. "I think we are going to have to quit for the night. I'm exhausted," she said. "But tomorrow there will be plenty more just like tonight."

They slept soundly in each other's arms until the alarm went off at 5 am.

The next morning, Trace woke up to Bev stroking his now hard cock. "Good morning," she said, "ready for your morning session?"

Trace just smiled and enjoyed the sensation of his cock being stroked slowly.

"Roll over here and give me a good fucking." Bev suggested. Trace did as he was told without hesitation. He climbed on top of her and easily inserted his cock into her and started the long slow strokes he knew she enjoyed. She immediately began the low moaning sounds of a woman getting exactly what she wanted. He bent his head down and took a hard nipple in her mouth and began to suck on it.

Bev gave him further instructions. "Stand up at the side of the bed and fuck me while you stand up and play with both tits with your hands while you do it." Trace stood, pulled her around so her ass was at the edge of the bed and went back to fucking her while she lay there and he reached down and began kneading her huge mounds in rhythm with his strokes. His angle was hitting her clit with each stroke and in just a few minutes, she wrapped her legs around him, arched her back and let out another shriek like the night before in intense orgasm. Trace followed suit by launching his thick hot cum into her pussy. She was not ready to end this act and turned over to the doggie position and he re-inserted his cock and started pounding her again. She reached between her legs and grabbed his balls and began massaging them and tugging gently at them as he fucked her with furious speed. She climaxed two more times before she collapsed and he withdrew.

Bev then spun around 180 degrees so that her head was hanging slightly off the end of the bed. She took his cock into her mouth and began to feverishly suck it like it was the source of life. She took his large cock deeper and deeper until his balls were against her forehead. She had finally accomplished what she set out to do and that was to deep throat the largest cock she had ever taken. Trace showed no mercy to her throat. He pulled back and then shoved it deep into her throat again. He did this again and again, giving her time to breathe now and then. Her hands were wrapped around his ass, encouraging his long strokes into her throat until finally he could hold back no longer and shot his cream down her throat and into her stomach.

For two weeks, Bev fucked him endlessly two or three times every morning and two or three times every evening. In between the two times of day they fucked until they were exhausted, Trace would go to work and found that he was not thinking so much about sex at work as before and was actually much more focused on how to improve his sales approach in his real estate business. He found himself thinking about how to sell a property to not just the husband or the wife but to both of them. While that seemed obvious to him now, he realized he had focused on just the one person who seemed the most interested in a particular property. He was looking now for more features of a property and how to point out the positives of those attributes. By the end of the second week, he had closed 15% more of his showings than he ever had. Over the next two months he was close to doubling his rate and his bank account was showing a huge difference as a result. He still had a long way to go, but he knew he was on the right path.

He arrived home on a Friday night at the end of his second week of fucking himself blind with his grandmother and informed her of the results. "That is excellent," she said with pride. "I want you to take me to the house that you just sold today. I would like to see it. Is anyone still living there?"

"No." he replied. "The furniture is still there, but the owners are out of town for the weekend, so I still have access to it. Why do you want to see it?"

"I just thought it would be fun to see what it is you have been selling." she said.

So they drove across town to the property. She could see that it might have been an easy sell. It was a beautiful house with a small pool in the backyard and a small deck off of the second floor master bedroom. He took her upstairs and opened the sliding door to the deck to show her the view of the backyard and pool. She could see into the backyards of the neighbors to the sides and behind the house as well as into their back windows where the curtains were open. It was dark now with only a few back step lights on in the neighbors' yards. "I want you to fuck me from behind right here," she said. "I think it exciting to imagine being seen fucking outside. That really gets the motor running."

"You mean your motor hasn't been running for the last two weeks?!" Trace said in disbelief. "But he was always ready for a fuck with grandma, so he dropped his pants and she did the same. She leaned on the handrail and unbuttoned her blouse so he could get to her tits. She spread her legs to give him access and he entered her with ease. He reached around and began squeezing her big jugs and just as he was getting a steady pace going, the woman next door stepped out onto her patio with a glass of wine and sat down on a chair facing them. Trace maintained his pace and Bev watched the woman as she was getting her pussy pounded. The woman glanced up and saw them. Rather than turn away or go back inside, she just watched and Bev watched her watching them. The woman seemed entranced by the sight of her neighbors fucking. Bev made a subtle gesture inviting the woman to come to them. The woman looked around and then back at Bev. She set her wine glass down and got up and disappeared. Within a couple of minutes, the same woman appeared from behind Trace and walked up to the two of them.

Bev looked at the woman and simply said, "How about if you take over for me while I tend to something else with this young stud. I assume you are willing since you came over." The woman just nodded as if in some sort of trance preventing speech and lifted her skirt to reveal she had already discarded her panties.

Trace backed away and Bev stepped aside to make room for the girl next door. The woman assumed Bev's previous position and stifled a cry as Trace entered her very wet pussy. Bev stepped behind Trace and dropped to her knees. She gently took hold of his balls and played with them in her hands. She coaxed him to spread his legs more so that they were actually positions outside the his new fuck's legs. Bev spread his ass cheeks and began rimming him with her tongue. Trace was overwhelmed by the additional sensation of getting his ass tongue fucked while he was driving his cock into this woman he had never met. His legs nearly buckled under him, but he maintained his balance. Within a few more strokes his new fuck buddy was cumming and trying hard to stay quiet. She flailed and her own legs began to give way. He held her up by her hips and once she was steady again, he resumed an even more frenetic pace of pounding her hot pussy. He gushed inside of her a load he felt must have been twice his usual large amount of cum. It streamed down her legs as he pulled out.

Bev led them back inside and guided the woman onto the bed lying on her back. Bev proceeded to go down on the woman, licking her pussy and cleaning up all of the cream Trace had left behind. Trace got behind his grandmother and gave her a clue he was about to fuck her ass. She wiggled her hips as an indication she was ready and proceeded to slowly drive his dick into her hot, tight asshole. Bev ate this woman's pussy with fervor until the woman came again. Then the woman turned on the bed and the two were eating each other as Trace continued to pound his grandma's ass. He pulled out now and then for the woman to suck on the head of his cock and then he would go right back to ass fucking grandma.

Bev came on the young woman's face and vice versa. Trace let them know he was close, and Bev pulled away so that the woman could finish him off with her mouth. Trace did not try to push his cock down her throat, but allowed her to take what she could. He came hard and pumped another load into her mouth. She swallowed most of it, but some of it ran out the corners of her mouth and down her cheeks. When he was finished, the woman cleaned up and left, never having said a word. Bev neatened up the bed and they left the house with the smell of sex still wafting in the master bedroom.

"Holy shit, that was a hot session." Trace said, clearly understating the event.

"One of my hottest ever," said grandma. "How do we top that?"

"I don't know if we can, but willing to try."

"Just remember, Trace, my only rule is that you focus on your business and I decide where that cock of yours goes. Keep it in your pants unless I say different."

"Yes, ma'am!"

Another two weeks had gone by. Bev had been living with Trace for a month at this point and fucking him 4-5 times a day as promised. Neither showed signs of letting up on the sexual pace. For Bev, it was rejuvenating to be getting fucked again. It was something she had needed and wanted badly. She was surprised that Trace was not slowing down at all, but she didn't mind. When she had done this for her husband, by the end of week two, he was good with twice a day and sometimes once. But Trace was still "up" all the time and she loved that about him. She had finally gotten him into a routine of stretching and slow dancing with her to make the bond even closer and to improve their fucking. Trace was developing more control over his stamina and could now last like a porn star and deciding for himself when he was going to cum. Now, every time they fucked, she was cumming too and sometimes she was getting off in other ways than just clitoral stimulation. He could get her off by stimulating her nipples and asshole at the same time if she concentrated enough.

One Friday afternoon, Trace was home since he had no showings until the next day. Two men were reading meters in the area and walked through their backyard. "Trace, what would you think of sharing me with another man or maybe two?"

"If that is what you want, that would be hot, Bev. Is that what you want?"

"Not normally, but there are two really hot guys outside our window and I just got this urge to take on a gang bang. Are you willing to join if they are? If not, I will let the urge pass."

"Invite them in. I am game. After all, you deserve whatever you want after this past month."

Bev tapped on the window and got their attention. She motioned for them to come to the door. She greeted them there and asked if they had any flexibility in their work schedule to come in for half an hour or an hour. They looked at each other and shrugged and said they could.

They stepped in and she led them to the living room where Trace sat in a chair, then got up and introduced himself. "And this fine, beautiful woman just informed me that she would like for the three of us to fuck her senseless. Interested?"

"Are you fucking k**ding us??? Of course!"

"Then get undressed and let's get started." said Trace without further pleasantries.

The men were naked in a flash, but Bev beat them all to the rapid strip down to their birthday suits. All of the men were already hard as rocks. None were as large as Trace, but had decent size cocks and both men had decent physiques as well. Bev was white hot and wet. "Alright boys, All three of you get a turn at each entrance so don't get greedy. I don't know that y'all get to cum three times, but I bet you will each get off at least twice. Just play nice and don't get all touchy about your cocks rubbing together on occasion."

She instructed one to lay on his back on the floor and she sunk his cock into her pussy. She took another in her mouth and Trace up her ass. They didn't have the endurance Trace had developed so one came in her mouth in just a few minutes and the other came in her cunt nearly at the same time. Trace backed away and took his place in front of her face so that she could blow him while the guy who came in her mouth could experience her pussy and the other could move to her ass. They all were infatuated with her big tits and her nipples took quite a mauling. They all lasted a bit longer this time and the guy in her ass pulled out and shot his cum all over her ass cheeks. Some of it dripped down on to the legs of the guy fucking her cunt. He said he wanted to cum on her big tits, so they shuffled around and he pulled out and began tit fucking her until he shot his second load spreading it each tit and concentrating it around her nipples. Trace still held back.

They were about 45 minutes into their fuck frenzy and the two visitors were getting their third and final shot at the one hole they had not yet filled. One was in her mouth and the other was in her ass. Bev was loving it all and played with Trace's cock while he watched. Finally, the guy in Bev's ass groaned, bucked and shot his cum deep into her ass and pulled away exhausted. Shortly after, the other guy, playing porn star, pulled out his cock and shot his cum on her forehead and face. They got dresses, thanked her profusely at the rare, almost impossible, good fortune she had given them, and left. Trace lay on the floor and pulled his grandmother on top of him. She sat upright and lowered herself on his cock.

"I noticed you never came yourself through all of that, Bev. Let's get you off as many times as we can now."

Bev was grateful for his thoughtfulness and explained her reason for doing this. "I am not into group sex, Trace. It was a bit of a turn on, but I wanted to teach you something about yourself and about fucking a woman in general. Those men cared nothing about pleasing the woman. They were only in it to cum themselves. They didn't come close to pleasing me as a result. They could have if they had tried. That is why I have insisted that our first fuck always comes with the goal of pleasing me first. After that, I have been willing to let it all be about you. Although, I have to say, you are always focused on pleasing me. That is why I fuck you four or five times a day or more. As long as you will please your woman, she will fuck you until you can't walk. Today, those guys got fucked a few times, but they probably won't get any more pussy for a month because they are only interested in their own pleasure"

She was teaching him this lesson while bouncing on his shaft the entire time. She had to stop part way through to ride out a hard cum of her own finally. The she lay on top of Trace and began just humping him while resting on his chest. She came again before Trace pumped yet another load of cum into her sopping wet, cum filled pussy.

On a Tuesday afternoon, Bev called Trace at work and asked if he might be able to come home. She had something special for him. Trace assumed Bev was just hornier than usual and said he would be there in about thirty minutes. Bev said, "when you get home, I want you to call me grandma until I tell you otherwise."

Trace found this odd, but agreed. He walked into the front door and called out, "Grandma? I am home."

"In the bedroom, Trace. Come on in here."

Trace walked in and found his grandmother in bed with his ex-girlfriend, Cassie. Cassie looked nervous and kind of sheepish. Bev was smiling from ear to ear. "Come have a seat on the edge of the bed for a minute." Bev instructed.
I have been talking with Cassie here for the past couple of weeks trying to get to the bottom of the issues between the two of you. I found out that the issues are not between the two of you but between her ears. She hasn't been able to sort out whether she wants a man or a woman for a lover and I suggested she try both, so here we are. She has found out that she likes both and would like for you to join us and maybe see if this could be a long term thing. Not necessarily with me as the other woman, but, you know, maybe bring another woman and make it a permanent threesome."

Trace lost his voice. And he lost any words he had known before.

Bev looked over at Cassie, "I think that expression means yes." She turned to Trace as she pulled the covers down to reveal that they were both naked and between them lay a couple of dildos and a vibrator, all still wet from frequent and
recent use. "Trace, don't just sit there, take your clothes off and fuck us."

"Ok, grandma. If you insist."

Cassie finally spoke up. "Trace, I am sorry for leaving you and not explaining. I do want to be with you. And I want to get to the point that you can fuck my ass or anything else you want. Your grandma has already been giving me lessons."

Trace's life was taking a sharp upward turn and he was already thinking about how he was going to sell Grandma's house as soon as it was ready so she could move in with him and Cassie. But right now, it was time to make some women cum.