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Grandmother's Bed Ch. 03

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Again, my thanks and appreciation to all those readers who voted and made comments on Chapter 2. This chapter grew rather larger than I had anticipated, with all the ideas that I wanted to put down, but I decided to keep it as one entity. It will be the last chapter for these characters, I think...

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It sounds clichéd, but I really did wake up the next morning with a raging hard-on; it may have been something to do with Sylvia, who was up on one elbow, supporting her head with one hand and using the other to stroke my cock; a blend of slow masturbation and gentle raking of her manicured nails along my shaft. As my eyes focussed she bent her head to kiss me and I could taste toothpaste on her breath.

"Good morning, darling. Your breakfast's ready."

"What, no foreplay?"

"Oh I had my foreplay before you woke up" Sylvia smiled and, laying back down, slid her hand between her legs before reaching over and offering me two slick, shiny, red-tipped fingers to suck. I didn't need a second invitation. Rolling over I knelt up, shaking the duvet off, and positioned myself between her outstretched legs.

Grasping her behind each knee I pulled Sylvia down the bed towards me until my glass-hard penis rubbed up against her labia. Taking my cock in one hand I guided it to her entrance and leaning forward and taking my weight on my arms, I sank the whole eight inches of my rigid meat into her wet and waiting cunt.

There was a muted slurping noise as I entered her and Sylvia arched her back, sighing with pleasure. I began a long, slow rhythm, pulling out until the head of my cock stretched her vaginal entrance and pushing in until my balls slapped up against her anus. Sylvia brought her arms around me, grasping my shoulders and digging into the flesh with her nails. Her legs tightened around my buttocks and she met my thrusts, pushing her sopping cunt onto my rock-hard shaft.

We quickly established a glorious rhythm with a soundtrack of sucking and squelching from below and increasingly loud moaning from Sylvia. Occasionally I would lower my body to kiss her swollen and excited mouth, and this had the effect of increasing contact on her clitoris, bringing her to the brink of climax.

For the first time in our lovemaking I felt totally in control, and at the same time thrilled and excited that I could bring this fabulous, sexy, mature lady to such a pitch of ecstasy. It was that feeling of control that prompted me to test the boundaries a little and, withdrawing from her, I leaned down and buried my head in her soaking crotch. Pushing her legs back with a hand on the back of each thigh I licked from the bottom of her slit to her rigid clitoris, inhaling her scent and drinking her viscous, translucent juices. As my tongue rasped over her labia, I tried to push it inside her and at the top of each stroke I would suck her clit into my mouth, gently trapping it with my teeth while the tip of my tongue flicked over its sensitive surface. The strokes of my tongue became longer and started to encroach on the neck of skin between her vagina and her anus. Encouraged by her increased gasping and bucking I went further, dragging my tongue over the golden puckered rosebud of her anal entrance and even trying to push into its tight interior.

Finally, concentrating my mouth on her clitoris, I pushed my middle finger slowly into her saliva-lubricated rectum. Sylvia came in a welter of screaming and crying my name, her hands pushing my head hard into her pussy. Before she had fully come down from her climax I entered her again and started to fuck her seriously hard, angling my cock slightly to increase the friction from her cunt. Mashing my juice coated mouth against hers I thrust almost savagely and she responded by clawing at my back and kissing me back with wild abandon. I came quickly after this, feeling the release as my cock pumped string after string of hot spunk into my grandmother.

Afterwards we pulled the duvet back over us and she lay in my arms.

"John that was simply the best sex I have ever had."

"I think it was for me too." In the ensuing silence I contemplated her words of the previous evening; it seemed like a good time to raise the subject again. "Sylvia, what things have you never tried that you'd like to?" I held my breath as she considered her reply.

"Well," a pause, "one thing that I've thought about a bit," another, longer pause, "I've often thought about being tied to the bed... How would you feel about that?"

Fucking ecstatic, actually! "Well I'd certainly like to give it a try, if you're comfortable with that?"

That was the end of that particular conversation for the time being and we got on with the mundane tasks of getting up and showering and eating. Sylvia had planned to have her friend round for tea later in the afternoon so she fussed around baking a cake while I got down to some serious university work, which wasn't easy given the sexual turmoil going on inside my head. However, I stuck at it and was feeling quite virtuous as I entered the drawing room about 4pm to find Sylvia and her friend, Nina deep in conversation and generally embroiled in the tea and cake ceremony.

"John, you haven't met Nina."

I smiled a hello and went over to take her hand and kiss her on the cheek. I suppose Nina was in her mid-fifties; second generation Asian and attractive in a dark and very slightly heavily built way. When she smiled at me the contrast between her red lips and dazzling white, even teeth was actually quite alluring.

"Hello, John. Sylvia's told me all about you and how nice it is to have a man about the house again. She's lucky to have such a handsome grandson; I wish I had one like you living with me."

Well in the first instance I sincerely hoped Sylvia had done no such thing and secondly, was Nina flirting with me? Or was it just the Asian style of speech?

"Well it's great living so close to Uni and grandma (I flicked her a slight grin) looks after me very well so I think I've fallen on my feet. Well I guess you two want to get back to your conversation..." Apparently they didn't and both indicated that they would prefer me to stay and so, adopting the pose of a dutiful grandson, I politely joined in with their conversation, tea and cake.

Rather surprisingly I enjoyed myself. Both ladies were good company; Sylvia had known Nina for over thirty years and they were full of little joint reminiscences and anecdotes, some really entertaining. I was actually sorry when Nina rose to leave just before 6 o'clock.

"It was lovely to meet you, John. I hope I'll see you again some time." Then she gave me a hug and a resounding kiss on the cheek. Sylvia came back from the front door smiling.

"I think you have a new fan."

"Who, Nina?"

"Of course, she's been a bit of a flirt for years, ever since her husband went back to India, but she really seemed to like you."

"Well, she's only human." Before Sylvia could reply to this piece of insolence I switched tack. "I had a quick look on the internet this afternoon; there are some great sites for bondage gear."

"Really, what sort of things have they got?" A slight flush had spread over Sylvia's face.

"Well, you know, handcuffs, restraint systems, gags, that sort of thing."

"Ok, why don't you show me after dinner?"

Accordingly, with the dishwasher humming in the kitchen, Sylvia and I snuggled up on the settee in the drawing room with a chilled bottle of Chablis and my tablet. The number of sites selling bondage gear was huge but I concentrated on a household name that seemed to provide the range we were looking for and did so in a more or less tasteful way. I suppose this was all new to my grandmother and it was rather touching to see her caught between embarrassment and excitement. I tried to adopt a business-like and matter-of-fact tone.

"Well this restraint system seems to be what we're looking for. It'll fit any bed, even your (I nearly said our) four-poster and it's cheap and easy to use. Shall I order it?"

"Yes, why not. You can use my credit card." Sylvia took the tablet for a better view of the product. Apparently satisfied she started trawling through the rest of the site, going backwards and forwards between pages with, I thought, mounting excitement.

"Gosh, who'd have believed you could just buy all this stuff?"

"The internet's a wonderful thing, Sylvia."

"What's that for?"

"It's a ball-gag, it's supposed to heighten sexual arousal if you're gagged and this one's designed to let you breathe easily though it." It resembled a black-plastic practise golf ball with leather straps. I looked at her, her green eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Would you like to get one of these too?"

"I don't know, ok, yes, why not. What else is there?" I realised Sylvia was intensely turned on.

Forty-five minutes later orders had been placed for the restraint system, some handcuffs (for use outside the bedroom, I explained), a ball-gag, two vibrators, one with a clitoral stimulator and one obviously small enough for anal insertion, although neither of us mentioned this, a black satin basque with half-cup bra and black suspenders, a black, silicon-rubber butt plug and some KY jelly. The latter two items I had added to the shopping basket while Sylvia was in the kitchen opening another bottle of Chablis. I knew I wanted to fuck her in the arse and I felt sure she would let me or even encourage me but something held me back from a blatant announcement of the fact.

We were both so aroused that five seconds after hitting the 'buy now' button we were locked in an embrace, mouths working against each other with me trying to get my hand up her pleated skirt.

In the end we took the minimum of clothes off and fucked there and then on the settee. Sylvia spent some time straddling me, rocking backward and forward while I ran my hands over her stocking tops and pulled her cheeks apart to tease her anus with the tip of my finger.

"Christ, John I'm on fire again!" Head back, hair wild and eyes unfocussed she rode me harder and faster. "Fuck, I'm coming, oh god I'm coming oh god..." With a final scream she climaxed, collapsing over me and hugging me to her.

Rising, I pulled her off and almost threw her over the back of the settee, her rounded arse pointing up at me. I entered her sopping twat fast and thrust hard. I'd come twice that day but in spite of this my orgasm rose quickly, throbbing through my very soul and leaving me drained and wobbly-kneed.

We spent the rest of the evening watching television and gently kissing and touching. Five minutes after getting into Sylvia's bed we were both soundly and deliciously asleep.

The plain cardboard box arrived early one morning in just under a week.

"Sylvia, there's a parcel for you!" She appeared at the top of the stairs, fresh from her shower and dressing table and wearing only a dark-blue silky dressing gown. We opened the parcel at the kitchen table and pulled out the individual packages. Sylvia was fascinated by the restraint system; adjustable webbing straps that fastened to the head and foot boards and had clip-on Velcro bracelets for wrist and ankle. She was a little in awe of the ball-gag and fingered it nervously.

"The ball bit looks very big. Will it fit into my mouth?" She was more comfortable with the vibrators but then she unwrapped the black butt plug, which, together with the KY jelly, I had entirely forgotten about.

"Did we order this?" She looked at me and looked back into the cardboard box. "I hope there's some lubrication to go with it; oh yes, here it is, what a coincidence!" I covered my embarrassment by kissing her and sliding my hand under her gown to cup her breast. Finally Sylvia unwrapped the basque and held it up for inspection.

"Ooh, I like this! Shall I try it on now?"

"Yes, please! Shall I fit the restraints to the bed?" We looked at each other, acknowledging the sudden sexual tension.

"Yes, John, do that and I'll be down in twenty minutes."

With Sylvia in her dressing room, it took me less than five minutes to fit the restraint system to the stout columns of the four-poster bed and to stash the vibrators, butt plug and lubricant in one of the bedside table drawers; the hand-cuffs I kept with me as I waited in the drawing room. When she appeared, Sylvia was still wearing the dark-blue gown but as she entered the room she opened it and let it slip from her shoulders with a soft hiss.

"Well?"

"You look unimaginably desirable!" She did too; the basque was a perfect fit and a great advertisement for her figure. The half cups thrust her breasts up, leaving the nipples free; she wore no panties and, as always, she had put on black, seamed stockings and high-heeled black patent leather court shoes. She'd even taken the time to touch up her make-up and paint her nails a dusky rose colour, matching the lace trim on the basque. We came together for a long and leisurely kiss, but as the kiss developed, and our tongues started weaving against each other, I slowly but firmly clamped both her wrists behind her back. Breaking the kiss I turned her around and fitted the hand-cuffs, gently, ensuring they would prevent escape but not cause pain.

Sylvia said nothing but her pupils were dilated and her breathing had become deeper and faster. I sat her on the settee and feasted on her mouth and breasts, paying particular attention to her stiffly erect nipples; squeezing them tightly between finger and thumb; taking them in my mouth and biting down gently until I heard her gasp with pleasure and pain. Standing, I pulled her up and, taking one arm, guided her to our bedroom.

Pushing her on to the bed I fitted the ankle bracelets to her stocking-clad legs, ensuring the Velcro was secure. Clipping each ankle bracelet to a webbing strap, I pulled the straps tight, forcing my grandmother's legs wide apart and exposing her labia in its nest of silken hair. Sitting her up I removed the hand-cuffs and fitted the wrist bands, clipping them to the remaining straps and tightening them until her arms were stretched wide and she formed a sexual cross on the bed cover.

"How does that feel, darling, is it too tight?"

"No, it's fine, god I'm so excited! Use the gag on me, please!"

The black plastic ball was big and stretched Sylvia's mouth as I pushed it in, her eyes widening, but she relaxed as the ball entered and she found she could breathe normally through it as I tightened the straps around her head. Next I made a leisurely inspection of the straps, tightening them all slightly; Sylvia's back arching in anticipation. One by one I removed the vibrators and butt-plug from the bedside table and laid them out. I removed my clothes, taking some time to slowly masturbate myself, aware of juices already leaking from the tip of my rock-hard penis and the overwhelming sense of sexual anticipation. Running my left middle finger along her slit confirmed that she was fully lubricated and, taking the biggest vibrator, I turned it to its lowest speed and started smearing it up and down her labia. As Sylvia's eyes widened above the gag, I slid the first four inches of the vibrator into her sopping cunt and started fucking her with it.

The gag couldn't mask the moans of intense arousal. Turning up the speed I slid it out and concentrated on massaging her clitoris with it, moving away only when she seemed to be approaching a climax. I teased her like this for several minutes before briefly relinquishing the vibrator and reaching for the KY jelly. Her eyes followed my hands as I removed the top of the tube and squeezed a liberal dollop onto my finger. Smearing the dollop around her anus, I slid my middle finger in to its fullest extent; I had never been so deep inside my grandmother's rectum. Her rectal muscles tightened on me as I gently finger fucked her. Pulling out my finger I reached for the small vibrator and, turning it on, slowly pushed it into her anus. Using my other hand I slid the bigger vibrator back into her pussy and, kneeling between her outstretched legs, fucked her with both vibrators, sometimes pushing both in and out together and sometimes alternating, pushing one in while the other was coming out.

Sylvia thrashed around on the bed, shaking her head from side to side and emitting a muffled screaming noise. I slowed the rhythm, waiting for her to calm slightly then, removing both vibrators, I stretched out for the black, silicon rubber butt plug. Again Sylvia's eyes above her gag were fixed on my hand. This time I took it very slowly, teasing the tip of the butt plug up against her anal rosebud, still slightly open from the vibrator. I pushed, feeling resistance, and slowed again waiting for her to relax and open up. Watching her face for any signs of distress I pushed a little harder. She responded by raising her hips as far as the restraints would allow, inviting me to keep inserting the plug until the widened section passed her sphincter, and it slid in easily up to the base. Sylvia's breathing was fast and deep and there was sweat on her forehead.

"Are you ok?" She nodded emphatically so, positioning myself between her spread-eagled legs, I pushed my aching cock inside her until I felt my balls slap against the base of the butt-plug. After the intense stimulation of the past three quarters of an hour I really needed to come but a part of me said 'no, save it for the finale.' Instead I undid the straps holding the gag in place and removed the ball from her mouth allowing me to kiss her as I pushed my penis slowly in and out of her pussy, feeling the hardness of the butt-plug through the membrane separating her rectum from her vagina.

"Oh god, John, I'm so turned on! You can do anything you want to me! I didn't think the invitation would ever be any clearer than this.

"I'd really like to fuck your bum."

"Oh yes please!"

Leaving the butt-plug in place I released both her legs and bent them over her to allow me to enter her in that most taboo of all places. Slowly pulling out the butt-plug I pushed my erection against the still opened hole. Although ragingly excited, I was acutely and selfishly aware that I could hurt Sylvia and blow the whole anal sex thing. I needn't have worried; as I pushed a bit harder the tip of my penis penetrated her, passing the tight ring of her sphincter.

"Oh Christ that's so erotic, darling. I want it right in me, but take it slowly at first." Past her anal sphincter, I entered a muscular void, my penis enveloped by her soft rectal walls but gripped tightly only by her muscle ring. Fully inside her I paused again.

"Is that ok for you?"

"It doesn't hurt, darling. You can fuck me 'til you come in my bum, it feels glorious!" Despite her assurances I started slowly, pulling out until the swollen head of my cock was gripped by her sphincter then pushing in deep again. Sylvia wrapped her stocking-clad legs around me, I paused to release her arms from the restraints and she put them around me too, digging her painted nails into the flesh of my back.

"Go on, push harder, make me come!" I obeyed, thrusting in and out as though I were in her cunt, rather than her arse. This was in fact my first taste of anal sex and I was thrilled both by the sensations of the motion and by the double-strength taboo nature of the act; not only fucking a lady's anus but my grandmother's!! In fact it was really triple strength because the ultimate turn on was Sylvia's reaction; she thrust her hips at me trying to bury my shaft deeper inside her, she clawed at my back and gripped me with her legs.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my arse, fill my bum up with your spunk, oh Christ, oh god I'm coming, darling, I'm coming aaaarrrgh..." This pushed me over the edge and as Sylvia climaxed, and I felt her anal muscles pulsating against my cock, I experienced my first anal orgasm; less intense but somehow more draining. I withdrew slowly, again aware of the possibility of causing discomfort. Sylvia nestled up to me as I lay back on the bed, her head on my chest.

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