Thank you for the wonderful response to "Summers With Grandma". While this was not intended to be a series, some readers asked for a continuation, so this is a sequel. It is NOT a second chapter.

While I believe this story stands alone and it isn't essential to have read the first story to understand this one, I hope you will give that a read too.

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Chapter One: Grandma's wishes

"It's completely up to you," Grandma explained to me when she told me what she wished would happen. "It's just that I think the world of her, and I think you two have a lot in common."

"Besides, Richie," Grandma said as she stroked my cock, which was coming back to life despite having just deposited a copious load of cum deep inside my grandmother's pussy not fifteen minutes earlier. "You're wearing me out."

I supposed it was true, I thought to myself as the events of the last few days rewound in my mind. Ever since that night when she had come into my bedroom, we had been having sex at a frantic rate. Not enough for me, as I had a lot pent up inside of me after lusting after my Grandma every summer for just about my whole life, but apparently too much for her.

"It's not that the sex isn't great, or that you aren't the best," Grandma was careful to add, quite aware of my easily bruised psyche. "It's just that when you get to be 60, you can't take as much as you're used to, especially after not having a man for so long."

Indeed, it had been a dozen years since Grandpa had passed on, and she said that she hadn't been with a man again until I came along. That didn't mean that she had been celibate though, as I was soon to learn. She had inferred earlier what she was telling me now, but I wasn't really that swift when it came to sexual matters anyway, and what she was explaining to me wasn't something I would have ever expected from my grandmother anyway.

"She's a sweet girl," Grandma explained as she told me about her 'friend' Rose. "I think you two would really hit it off too. She's a lot like you in that she doesn't know how wonderful she is, and besides that she's had a whole lot of pain packed into her 20 years."

The pain, she said, was mostly delivered by her ex-husband, who she described as a sadistic brute who had a lot of anger in him that needed an occasional release. That release wasn't dished out to anybody in a boxing ring, or man-to-man with another willing guy, but was directed at Rose, who took it because she was in love, or thought she was.

"She married very young and very dumb," Grandma said. "I met her at the grocery store - she's a cashier there - and we hit it off. Soon our friendship grew and then all of a sudden, there we were."

"You mean that you and her..."

"Does that bother you, Richie?" Grandma asked. "Me making love to another woman?"

"No," I said. "I mean, I don't know. Never expected to hear that, I guess."

"Probably never expected to doing what you've been doing to me all week either, right?"

"Expected?" No," I admitted. "Dreamed about? Yes. My whole life."

"Like I said, it wasn't planned," Grandma said. "Back in my youth I had a few flings with other girls. Mostly my basketball teammates, so it wasn't like it was something I was unfamiliar with. It was new for Rose, and she's so fragile and adorable that I couldn't help myself."

"She's very sweet looking, but like me she's no raving beauty," Grandma continued, cutting my protest off with a sharp look. "I would just like you to meet her, and if you both like each other, let things run their course. Okay? It would mean a lot to me."

"Sure," I said, not wanting to disappoint the love of my life, and besides, my curiosity had been piqued by all of this. "If you like her, she must be nice."

"She is."

"What about her husband?" I asked, not wanting to find myself flying through a wall just because I said hello to his wife.

"Ex-husband," Grandma corrected me. "She just divorced him, and he's in jail. Will be for a long time, but not enough to pay for what he did to that poor girl."

"That's good," I replied, watching my grandmother get up on all fours and straddle my thighs.

"He's an animal and he's where he belongs," Grandma said. "As for you, I think you deserve a treat for being so nice."

My treat was something she had done to me once before, and involved her bending over and placing my erection in between those massive bell-shaped breasts and squeezing them together in a delightful fleshy vice.

"Oh, that's nice," I said as I watched the tip of my dick emerge from the deep crevice with each thrust of my hips. "You want to relax and let me do the work for a while?"

"You're reading my mind," Grandma said, rolling onto her back and putting her hands behind her head. "You're a thoughtful boy, even if you do have ulterior motives."

"Who me?" I said with feigned shock while I climbed over Grandma's waist and put my cock between those enormous globes while pulling them around me.

The ulterior motive she referred to was the opportunity to look at the light brown hairs which were now pasted to her armpits with sweat, yet still provided me with a great deal of visual pleasure.

Grandma's thick nipples had popped out in all their glory while I rode her, and I took delight in the way she would try and lick the head of my cock when it emerged from the sweaty valley it was buried in.

As I felt my orgasm rise within me, I quickened my tempo, and as Grandma leaned her face forward and opened her mouth, my dick started spurting. A thick rope of it landed in her mouth, but the rest shot wildly all over Grandma's face and even into her silver grey hair, causing us both to laugh.

"Rose will love this big boy," Grandma said as she reached up and pulled on my dripping dick as it came out of her cavernous cleavage. "She's only been with one man, and he wasn't a man in any way at all. Not like you Richie."

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Chapter Two: Meeting Rose.

Grandma went to pick up her friend Rose at the store where she worked as a cashier, while I waited for them back at my grandmother's place. When I heard the car pull into the gravel driveway I raced to the window to get a glimpse of Grandma's friend.

Grandma had said that Rose was no raving beauty, and while she was probably correct about that, the young woman that walked up the path to the house was certainly pleasant looking. She was slender and had strawberry blonde hair that was short and curly, making her look younger than her almost 20 years, but her pale blue eyes made her appear nervous and cautious.

That was the way I felt too, but I tried to relax as best I could and smiled as the two women entered the room. Rose was biting her lip as Grandma brought her across the room to meet me, and her little hand I clasped was damp with sweat as we were introduced.

"Here's Richie, my favorite man in the whole world," Grandma said to Rose, who probably noticed the same thing about my sweaty paw when she felt it.

"Hi Rose," I said, and of course my voice cracked when I first spoke, making feel just like the nerd I was trying so much not to be.

"Hi," Rose said meekly, and after Grandma gave us drinks she sent us out to the back porch to "get better acquainted" for a time.

We were so much alike in many ways, I thought as I looked at the shy girl who jiggled her glass and watched the ice swirl around in between taking tiny sips. The silence was awkward, and so I tried to think of something to break the quiet.

"You work at Food King, I see," I said as I nodded toward the logo on her uniform t-shirt, my voice thankfully managing to sound somewhat normal for me. "How it is there?"

"It's okay, I guess," Rose said shyly.

"Is that where you met my grandmother?"

"Yes," Rose said, nodding as a hint of a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"She said so many nice things about you that I feel I know you already," I said, not mentioning the parts that I wished I didn't know about.

"I love Nancy," Rose said excitedly. "She's so wonderful."

"I know," I said, trying to get used to someone calling my grandmother by her name.

"You know about us, I mean, me and your Grandma?" Rose said, and when I nodded, Rose took a deep breath before adding, "You probably think I'm weird."

"No, not at all" I replied. "Has Grandma told you about me and her?"

Rose nodded.

"Then I guess if anybody is weird, then I am," I admitted. "I can only imagine what you thought when you heard that."

"Jealous," Rose said, blushing a little. "I know it's not fair, but ever since we met I've wanted her all to myself."

"That's how I felt at first too," I blurted out, and we both laughed.

Rose was cute when she laughed, and the school-girlish sound of it was adorable. After that broke the ice, we began talking about stuff that we had in common, and by the time Grandma came out to the porch to join us, we were both chattering away like old friends.

"I knew you two would hit it off," Grandma declared as she joined us on the deck.

Grandma had changed from the modest blouse she wore into town when she picked up Rose, and was now wearing a light blue tank-top with no bra, and when I saw her I beamed with delight.

"Nancy!" Rose said with a grin at seeing a new side of my grandmother, her eyes going right where mine went.

"Richie's idea," Grandma said as the two of us stared at her massive breasts which strained at the cotton fabric of her top, the thick pegs of her nipples threatening to explode right through the fabric. "I'd never go out in public like this. This is just for my loved ones. Dinner will be ready in a couple minutes."

Grandma ducked back into the house, which was a good thing too, because I was about to pop my load just from watching. Surprisingly, I didn't know what was more erotic; seeing Grandma looking the way she did, or observing Rose as she practically drooled over my grandmother. Both made me hot.

"That was your idea?" Rose said, and when I nodded she shook her head in amazement.

"Doesn't she look incredible?" I gushed, and Rose nodded excitedly.

"She's always so prim and proper," Rose said. "I've never seen her like that. I mean, I've seen her - you know. But not dressed like that. Probably shouldn't be talking about her like this, huh?"

"It's okay," I assured Rose, putting my hand on her arm, and the fine down that covered her forearms felt silky to the touch. "I think I know what you mean."

"It's like, the first time we were together, and she took off her bra," Rose said suddenly before stopping and blushing an even deeper red.

"Go ahead," I said, running my hand up and down her forearm gently. "I love hearing this."

"She was just so... voluptuous," Rose explained. "I never expected... you know, that there would be so much of her. Made me feel so pathetic compared to her."

"I bet you'd get some attention if you wore a top like her," I suggested, enjoying my new role as fashion advisor.

"Me without a bra?" Rose said as she shrugged. "There's not much me under there."

Just then Grandma came out to herd us into dinner, and as we all sat at the table Grandma asked us how we were getting along.

"Great!" I exclaimed. "I think Rose is really neat."

"You're right," Grandma agreed. "She is neat. She must have hit the right switches on you, because I could hear you yakking away non-stop out there. Both of you gabbing away, and you're usually so quiet."

"Plus, Rose is really pretty," I continued, enjoying Rose blushing again. "You said she was cute but I figured you were kidding."

"Grandma never lies," she said, and as she spoke I felt my foot being nudged under the table.

When I looked up, Rose bit her lip and looked down at her plate, so I nudged her foot right back.

"So what do you think about my Richie, Rose?" Grandma asked. "Is he everything I said he was?"

"He's really nice," Rose said, giggling nervously. "I like him."

"Great!" Grandma said happily. "We're going to get along wonderfully."

"One thing though, Nancy," Rose said, scrunching her face a bit. "You told me that Richie was a big boy, but when we were outside standing next to each other it looked like we were the same height."

Actually, Rose might have been a bit taller than I was, and I was happy that she didn't think so, or was too kind to notice, but it only took me a few seconds to realize that wasn't what Grandma was talking about.

"You're so sweet and innocent, Rose honey," Grandma said as she smiled over at her.

"It don't matter to me," Rose said quickly. "I was married to a big..."

"Jerk," Grandma said, cutting Rose off. "Not a man, and let's not bring that jerk up again, okay?"

"Fine by me," Rose said, a little smile returning to her face.

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Chapter Three: To bed.

The three of us combined to make quick work of the dishes, and Rose made me smile when she would brush up against me, even giving my butt a squeeze when my grandmother wasn't looking. Despite Rose being more than a year older than me, she was acting like a kid, and I found myself enjoying her more with ever passing moment.

"Feel like watching TV for a while?" Grandma suggested, but before we could reply she answered her own question. "Kinda tired myself, though. How about you?"

"I guess," I replied, and when Rose shrugged, Grandma put her arms around the two of us and led us down the hall.

"Uh - just a minute," Rose said when we got to the bathroom door, and as she ducked inside Grandma told her that we would be waiting for her in her room.

Leaving the door ajar, Grandma took me aside as we waited.

"You really like her, don't you?" she asked.

"Yeah, she's nice," I said.

"She's very scared, you know that don't you? Remember, she's only been with one other person before."

"Me too," I said. "I mean, I've only been with one person in my life too, and I'm nervous as I could be."

"You''ll be fine, honey. Just treat her like you treat me and she'll have the time of her life."

The squeaking of the bathroom door opening alerted us that Rose was done, and we tried to make it seem like we hadn't been talking about her as she timidly entered the bedroom.

"No need to close the door," Grandma said, beckoning Rose to come over to us, and when she did, Grandma put her arms around the two of us and drew us to her sides.

"My two loves with me at the same time," Grandma said, pulling us closer to her.

We must have been a strange sight, two skinny teenagers clinging to the hips of a silver-haired amazon of a woman who was a head taller than both of us, but I noticed Rose was looking at Grandma with the same reverence as I was, and this made me feel good.

"Never did anything like this, so I don't rightly know where to start," Grandma said, so I brought my hand up to Grandma's right breast and began kneading the huge jug.

My hand was over-matched by the size of her doughy breast, but when Rose saw what I was doing, she started doing the same thing to her left breast

"Oh my!" Grandma exclaimed as her breasts were kneaded in tandem, and she didn't protest when I grabbed the bottom of her tank-top.

When Rose followed suit, Grandma lifted her arms and let the two of us yank the top up around her massive bosom and up over her head. I wrapped the blouse around her wrists and held her arms up behind her head while moving my face over.

My tongue swept up and down Grandma's underarm, tasting the sweet, salty hairs as I pasted them to her skin while Grandma shivered with delight.

"You two are like peas in a pod. Remember that I told you that Richie likes my armpits too, Rose," Grandma said, and when I raised my eyes to look over at Rose, I saw her face heading over to do exactly what I was doing to Grandma's other side.

Grandma's nipples popped out like bullets under this treatment, and the sight of Rose doing what I was doing and seeming to enjoy doing it just as much as I was, only made it more exciting to me. When Rose glanced up and saw me looking at her, she blushed yet again, and I was even getting to enjoy the way she would get embarrassed.

"Rose here has a little hair of her own growing," Grandma said, trying to get all of the attention away from her for a moment.

"Nancy!" Rose said at this revelation, but my grandmother just laughed it off.

"Well, Rose honey, it isn't like Richie isn't going to see it soon enough, right?" Grandma told her. "Richie's a very through young man and he doesn't miss a trick. Do you, Richie?"

"I try not to," I agreed, watching Grandma pull away from me and move behind Rose.

"Now that you're off of work Rose honey, why don't we stop giving Food King all of this free advertising," Grandma suggested. "Richie's been staring at the logo on your shirt long enough. I'm sure he wants to get a look at what's underneath."

Watching my grandmother pull the t-shirt off of the petrified teenager was one of the most erotic sights I had ever witnessed, and I guess it was obvious to the two ladies as well, because I realized that I was wheezing like a locomotive as the shirt came off.

Rose dropped her arms down right away and covered her chest, even though she was wearing a bra. Her pale skin was contrasted starkly by the black bra, and I was a bit taken aback by how slender Rose was. Her collarbone was prominent as were her shoulder blades, and the faint outline of Rose's ribs were a little visible as well.

"We're going to put a little meat on the poor girl's bones, now that she's going to eating right," Grandma said. "No need to be so modest, honey."

"I feel naked," Rose said.

"Well, you're going to be soon enough, aren't you honey?" Grandma advised her.

"Here, I'll take my shirt off too," I offered, and pulled my shirt off, exposing a body that was just as skinny as Rose's. "Some muscle man, huh?"

"You look nice," Rose said.

"Wait until you see the rest of my baby, Rose. And speaking of seeing, let's show Richie some of your goodies," Grandma said, and took Rose's arms by the wrists and lifted them up over her head.

Rose's armpits were deep sunken hollows, and there were little patches of fur - peach fuzz would be a better description - nestled in the center of the pale recesses.

"Sexy," I said, as Rose dropped her head and giggled again.

Tentatively, I reached over and stroked the sparse strip of hairs, feeling the moist bristle tickle the backs of my fingers, and when Rose shuddered at that, I leaned over and ran my tongue down the length of her moist underarm, the mild scent of baby powder filling my nostrils, and that drew a gasp from Rose as Grandma held her arms up.

"Now let's get this contraption off of you," Grandma said, letting go of Rose's wrists and unhooking her bra so quickly that Rose didn't realize it was off until my grandmother tossed it on the floor in front of her.

Rose's hands came up to hide her breasts, but Grandma would have none of that and tried to pull them back down, exposing Rose's titties to me.

Rose had hinted out on the porch that she was wearing a padded bra, so I wasn't as shocked as I might have been when I saw how small her breasts really were. The kiwi-sized breasts were capped by tiny pink nipples not much larger than my own, and I was struck at how totally different my grandmother and Rose were.

The amazon-like stature of my grandmother, with her voluptuous figure, contrasted so starkly with the petite and waif-like body of Rose that it made the wide variations seem even greater. It was clear that Rose was ashamed of her body, but to me she was just as incredible in her own way as Grandma was.

"Don't hide yourself, Rose," I said with a smile as I slipped my hands under hers and cupped her breasts.

The buds were firm, and as I held them I could feel her nipples get stiff in my palms. When Rose saw that I was sincere in my praise, she seemed to relax, and didn't resist when my grandmother eased her jeans and panties down, revealing shapely and slender legs and a pussy that had only a wisp of strawberry blonde hair around the channel of her opening.
"You really are beautiful, Rose," I said, and when my grandmother whispered in her ear that she told her so, tears began to well up in her eyes.

"Told you it would be okay, baby," Grandma said as she hugged her from behind, cupping her weathered hands over mine on Rose's chest. "Now let me hold these beauties for a while so you can get those pants of yours off, Richie."

I nodded and stepped back, undoing my belt and pulling my jeans off, and as I did I could feel what was a massive wet spot on the front of my underwear. It was the result of an almost constant leaking of pre-cum from my cock, with had been jammed inside the confines very uncomfortably for too long.

I yanked them down fast before they could see the mess I had made, and when they came off my cock sprang around wildly, as hard and swollen as it had ever been.

"Kinda excited," I said in explaining my erection, and when Rose looked down at it she gasped audibly, her body recoiling back against my grandmother who held her tight.

"That's what I meant by my Richie being a big boy," Grandma said softly into Rose's ear.

Rose seemed stunned, her eyes darting in all three directions; to my grandmother, to my face and then down to my cock, which stood there bobbing around and probably dripping all over the place.

"Nice, isn't it?" Grandma cooed, while Rose kept trying to look up at me, only to find her eyes drawn down to my cock, and I had to admit that her reaction was making me want to cum on the spot. Quite a change from having my first girlfriend giggle at seeing me naked, and that felt so long ago that it hardly mattered now.

"You want to touch Richie, Rose?" Grandma suggested. "I'll bet Richie would like that. You can touch him, and maybe we can use our mouths on him together too"

"Uh... Grandma..."

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Chapter Four: Confession.

"I'm really excited, Grandma," I said softly, not wanting Rose to hear but not having any choice. "Remember when you and me first - you know?"

"Oh yes, I certainly do."

What had happened was that I had been so nervous and excited that first time, that moment my grandmother had touched my erection I ejaculated, and I knew that was going to happen again no matter how hard I fought the feeling.

I looked down at my erection, which had not been touched my anyone yet, and it was beet red with the veins pulsating along the shaft. The head was so engorged that the skin was stretched to the limit, and there was a long strand of cum hanging off of the tip of it, dangling almost to the floor. I would have been ashamed if I wasn't half out of my mind with lust.

"My boy Richie seems to be quite taken by you," Grandma explained to Rose, who now just stared open-mouthed at my dick. "He's nervous and inexperienced like you, and he's afraid he's going to have an orgasm right in front of us."

"It's okay," Rose said.

"Why don't we help Richie take some of the pressure off of himself, so we can enjoy the rest of the evening?" Grandma suggested, moving Rose to the left of me while she stayed on my right.

"Don't want to stand in front of him," Grandma said with a chuckle, putting her hand around my neck and laying her massive tit on my shoulder. "Now why don't you just take hold of Richie's penis for him Rose? Give it a few nice strokes."

"Like this, Nancy?" Rose said.

I looked down and saw Rose's tiny hand move toward my swollen cock with a slowness that was almost painful to watch. I could see her fingers trembling as they finally made contact with my throbbing organ, and as she wrapped her hand around the girth of it as best she could and started to slide her fist up and down the shaft, I almost doubled over as my orgasm raged through me.

"Nancy, his dick is so big I can't even get my hand around it," I remember hearing Rose say just before it happened.

"Omigod!" I grunted, my eyes getting foggy as I felt myself start to cum, and even though I couldn't see clearly I managed to catch a glimpse of the first jets of cum as they blasted out several feet in front of us.

"That's it baby," Grandma said in a breathless voice, rubbing my neck and biting my ear as I came. "Cum good for Rose and me."

I heard Rose giggle a little as I leaned against Grandma, getting weak in the knees from the force of my orgasm, but Rose kept stroking my cock, and I kept cumming until I was drained.

"Keep milking it for him, Rose honey," Grandma said, the cum finally stopping while my entire body spasmed in a series of after-shocks, and Rose dutifully continued pulling on my cock as it finally went limp.

"What did you think of that, Rose honey?" Grandma said, and she was practically holding me up while I tried to get myself together.

"That was so awesome," Rose exclaimed, still pulling and stretching on my rubbery cock. "Even now when it's soft it's still really big."

"It won't stay soft for long," Grandma warned her as she kissed the top of my head. "He got it up seven times that one day, and now with you here Rose, well there's no telling."

"Thanks Rose," I said. "That was really good. Sorry about the mess."

I leaned over and kissed Rose, and what I meant as a peck turned into quite a passionate kiss thanks to her. After she finally broke it off she leaned back and bit her lower lip again and blushed, sensing another chill down my spine.

"This is fun," Rose said impishly and looked down at her hand, the back of which had a wad of cum on it.

"Sex is supposed to be fun, honey," Grandma said. "It will be from now on too."

"Yummy too," Rose said as she brought her hand up to her mouth and sucked the wad of semen off of it.

With me in the center position between these two gorgeous women, I felt like I was getting in the way, so I put my arms around their shoulders and tried to draw them near each other. My grandmother knew what I was trying to do and moved the rest of the way on her own, leaving me with a profile view of the two of them as Grandma put her arms around Rose's shoulders.

Rose was dwarfed my my grandmother, but when she raised her face up to meet Grandma's mouth, she was every bit her match, and as they kissed I realized that I would probably set a new record for the fastest recovery time. I ran my hands through Grandma's silvery grey hair and Rose's strawberry blonde curls before taking a step back while they kissed passionately.

Their tits rubbed together during all of this, since despite Grandma's superior height, the fact that her breasts were so big and hung down so low, they met almost perfectly, and I found the sight of Rose's little buds being mashed by Grandma's enormous jugs a real turn-on. Apparently, so did they.

"I notice that my Richie likes to see our titties rubbing together," Grandma said with a wink as she caught my voyeurism in the act.

"Beautiful," was all I could say as I let my eyes take it all in.

"Mine are so little though," Rose said with a playful pouting expression, and as she leaned back a little she tried to rub their nipples together.

"They're just perfect as they are," Grandma said. "Ooooh! That feels so good."

They both shivered when Grandma's fat, bullet-sized stubs started drubbing all over Rose's pea-shaped nipples, and it was only when Rose glanced down and saw my erection swaying out towards them that they remembered I was there.

"Oh gee, Richie!" Rose said. "You got a boner again already!"

"I warned you," Grandma said. "Now why don't we use the bed a little? I think Richie would like to find out what you taste like."

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Chapter Five: Tasting the ladies.

As Grandma led Rose over to the bed, my eyes strayed from the wonderful sight of my grandmother's full yet surprisingly firm buttocks to Rose, and while Rose had a cute little butt herself complete with tiny dimples, I was distracted by the sight of the red streaks across Rose's back.

They were faint marks, almost like old scars which had pretty much healed but lingered as a horrible memory, and I was happy when Rose jumped onto her back on the bed.

Grandma was running the show here, and I was delighted with the program she had selected. Rose was on her back with her legs dangling off the end of the bed, which made it easy for me to sink to my knees beside the bed and between Rose's legs.

I ran my hands up and down the soft skin, feeling just a trace of faint down on her thighs, with the rest of her slender limbs smooth as silk. On top of the bed, my grandmother was straddling Rose's face with her pussy and slowly undulating her body while I watched Rose's tongue darting upward through Grandma's thick labia.

Before me was the second pussy I had ever faced, and I saw right away that just like everything else about them, their pussies could not have been more different.

While Grandma's delta was coated with an abundant triangle of golden brown hair, Rose had just a thin wisp of dirty blonde fur guarding her womanhood, and as for the pussy itself, the differences were startling.

Whereas my grandmother had very prominent labia that you could see even through the generous covering of hair, Rose seemed to have no pussy lips at all, and her opening was more like a little channel.

I let my tongue slide along the soft hairs before slipping it though the crevice. Rose's body quivered as I began licking her pussy, and her body movements increased as I burrowed deeper inside of her.

Rose's pussy had a different aroma too, I noticed while inhaling deeply with my nose inside of her. Not as woodsy or musky as my Grandma's, but the scent was just as intoxicating, and I grabbed underneath Rose's ass to pull her even closer to me, almost as if I wanted her to swallow me up.

Looking up through the valley, I watched Grandma wiggling around on Rose's face, and seeing her get pleasure from another person was also something different. Grandma's hands were cupping her own tits, and her large hands seemed to really be able to get a hold on those pendulous jugs of hers as she handled them even rougher than I usually did.

Underneath Grandma, I looked at the boyish body of Rose, and noticed that while on her back, Rose's tits had all but disappeared, with only slight swells remaining. Rose's body was churning now, and as I resumed giving my undivided attention to the pussy my mouth was buried in, she started kicking her legs around wildly.

I felt a little spray hit my cheeks as Rose let out a cry that was muffled by the pussy that covered her face, and I held on to her tight while she came, not letting go until I felt her go limp.

Climbing up onto the bed, I knelt beside Rose and sucked on Grandma's tits while running my hand over Rose's chest, rubbing the hard nipples with my palms. Blindly, Rose's hand came up and grabbed my cock at the first try, stroking it while continuing to tongue Grandma's pussy.

"She wants you Richie," Grandma said, and in a quieter voice said, "Be gentle with her, honey. Okay?"

I nodded and watched my grandmother climb up off of Rose's face. Her cheeks were glistening with moisture and there was a pussy hair left behind on her cheek that Grandma plucked off as she bent down to whisper in Rose's ear.

"Richie wants to make love to you, baby,"

"Me too," Rose nodded quickly, looking over at me after she spoke.

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Chapter Six: Rose.

"She's going to be tight," Grandma whispered to me as Rose slid further up the bed, with me walking on my knees in pursuit. "Really tight. I know you're a lot more man than she's experienced before. Make it nice for her."

I nodded, sweat dripping down my face as I climbed between those petite thighs and rubbed the head of my cock along that sweet channel. Rose had her hands on the backs of her thighs, spreading them apart for me as her distressed face showed how nervous she was.

"Relax baby," Grandma said as she moved up to comfort Rose, who made me seem positively calm in comparison.

I remembered how tight Grandma had been after over a decade of abstinence, and assumed Rose would be similar, but I was wrong. Trying to push the plum-sized head of my cock inside of her, it felt like I was attempting to ram it through a wall. It was no easy task to be gentle doing this, and I was getting frustrated as seconds passed.

"You need to relax, Rose," Grandma said, brushing Rose's hair away from her face, and while Rose nodded, she was still frightened. "Richie's not going to hurt you."

Grandma let her breasts hang down in Rose's face and got her to start sucking on her nipple while holding onto her tit. As she did, Grandma nodded toward me.

I pushed forward, and this time when I felt a little penetration happen, I pushed myself in. Suddenly, I lurched forward as the ridge of my glans popped inside her. Grandma yelped a little at that, and I assumed that Rose might have bit her by accident, but at least I was inside Rose.

"That's it baby," Grandma said, pulling her tit away from Rose and looking down at the pained expression on her face. "Not so bad, right?"

Rose shook her head, and after I started moving a little more of me into her with each gentle thrust, I felt Rose's pussy relax around me, and while she was still tight, she was wet and wonderful.

"All nerves," Grandma said as she climbed back up toward me and knelt beside me, watching my cock slide in and out of Rose.

"That looks so nice," Grandma said, reaching down and running her fingers through the little fluff of hair that my cock was parting. "Go deep into her."

I left my kneeling position and climbed on top of Rose, my cock now fully impaled inside of her, and as I went on top of her Rose wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her.

We kissed, and I could taste my grandmother's pussy as Rose's tongue dueled with mine. Rose's pussy was now fully embracing and accepting me, and as my humping got more feral and deep, Rose's legs wrapped around my ass, wanting it harder and deeper still.

"You gonna cum Rose?" Grandma said, appearing beside us and watching Rose's beet-red face as it contorted in ways that she was obviously quite familiar with.

"Cum baby," Grandma said to Rose in a voice that sounded as if she was going to orgasm along with her, and then looking at me, practically screamed, "Cum together!"

Problem was, I wasn't quite ready, and even the sight of Rose arching her neck off the bed, her mouth open as she seemed to be letting out a silent scream while she came, didn't speed my orgasm along.

It was at that point that I felt it. Grandma's hand. She had reached down behind me and had grabbed my balls, and as she began squeezing and milking my dangling nuts, I erupted inside of Rose, and in such a force that it seemed to bring on another wave of pleasure through Rose.

Rose was clawing at me as she bucked under me like an untamed bronco, her pussy savagely clamping down around my cock time and time again as I sent volleys of my seed deep inside of her.

After our bodies stopped convulsing and I held myself up over Rose while my sweat poured down on her lithe frame like a shower, Rose started crying. Not tears of pain, but tears of joy and relief, and she would later say that she was never happier in her entire life than at that moment.

It got contagious, as I found myself joining her, and even Grandma started in, the three of us laughing and crying like loons.

"That's the way it should be," Grandma said as she eased onto the bed on her side next to us. "Two young people making love together."

"No!" I said, and realized that Rose had said that as well at the very same time, and as we both turned to face my grandmother our message was the same. "The three of us making love together."

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Chapter Seven: Never enough.

It took me a lot longer to recover from that draining experience, and there was no reason for me to rush things either with the loving care I was receiving from the two women who had assumed responsibility for reviving me.

With Grandma and Rose resting on opposite hips, they took turns sucking my dick, handing it back and forth after licking and sucking on it before both of them teamed up, their tongues and mouths meeting around the bulb in a glorious fashion.

"Oh man!" I exclaimed while watching them slobbering playfully all over my cock.

"This is fun!" Rose giggled. "Richie likes it too!"

"I know," Grandma said. "It makes it easier when I have help, because he gets my jaw aching after a while."

"He does have a big fat dick, doesn't he?" Rose chirped. "I think it's beautiful."

With that she sent her mouth down it all the way, stuffing my semi-turgid dick down her throat until her chin was resting on my nuts before bringing her lips back up to the tip again.

"Oh boy Rose, for a little girl you sure have a deep throat!" Grandma said. "I'd like to see you do that after we get Richie hard again."

"Don't know if I can," Rose said as she wiggled my dick around before going down on it once more. "I'll try though!"

Try she did, and she amazed both of us as she managed to get all but an inch or so of my cock into her mouth before having to pull off of it when she gagged a little.

"Your dick's just a little too big I think," Rose said as she ran her fist up and down my saliva coated cock. "I don't mean it's too big - I mean that - oh well. You know what I mean. Maybe I'll be able to do it if I practice a lot."

"Please do," I said enthusiastically.

"I think that Rose here wants to put it somewhere else, don't you baby?" Grandma said. "You want him in your pussy again, don't you?"

"Yeah, but I want to watch him do you first," Rose said.

"If you insist," Grandma said, getting up on her knees and straddling me while Rose rubbed the head of my cock along her opening. "You gonna put Richie in for us, Rose?"

Rose nodded, and after swiping it up and down her moist pussy lips, stuck the head of it in between them and let Grandma ease down on it.

"Oh, that's it!" Grandma groaned as she impaled herself on my swollen tool. "Richie likes to be ridden."

Grandma began rocking on me, and as her tits began swaying around Rose latched onto the closest one and began sucking on it. The sight of little Rose holding that gigantic breast with both hands while sucking on the nipple was so erotic that I had to turn away from time to time, not wanting to cum yet.

After Grandma started getting weary, I suggested that she get on her back, and after I mounted her and began thrusting, Rose rolled over next to us, running her hand through Grandma's bush and feeling the stump of my cock as I went in and out of her.

I smiled at Rose when I felt her touch me, and as I got into a nice rhythm, Rose rolled up toward Grandma and began to kiss her. Rose kissed Grandma's neck and shoulders, even lifting her wrist up until it was against the headboard just so she could lick her armpit.

I immediately pulled out of Grandma when I saw that, my cock on the verge of erupting, and had Grandma get on all fours. Spreading her ass cheeks wide, I slipped my cock into her pussy from behind and grabbed her full hips.

Grandma pulled Rose up to where she could spread her legs, and proceeded to start going down on Rose. I was stuck. Whatever these two women did created an incredibly erotic scene, one that I couldn't watch without wanting to cum, and the sight of Grandma's silver hair cascading over the insides of Rose's parted legs combined with the sound of her tongue lapping away, did me in.

I hugged Grandma while I came, looking over her shoulder at Rose clutching at the bedding while cumming herself, and I stayed in that position until my totally deflated dick fell out of Grandma's dripping pussy.

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Chapter Eight: Three.

I was half-asleep, exhausted from the night's activity and content to listen to Rose and my grandmother talk, and when the conversation turned to me it got even more interesting.
"You were right about sex, Nancy," Rose said. "This was so nice. I mean, it's always wonderful with you, but with Richie..."

"He's something, isn't he?" Grandma said. "To think that he was a virgin earlier this month amazes me. He's so kind and considerate when he makes love."

"It hardly hurt at all," Rose said.

"It's not supposed to hurt, honey," Grandma said.

"I know, but I mean, his thing is so big and all. You know ho's weren't half as big as Richie's but he always hurt me."

"It is a whopper, that's for sure," Grandma said. "The first time I saw him naked I couldn't believe my eyes. I was afraid he was going to split me clear in two."

I felt my dick start to harden because of the conversation, and as it did I heard Rose giggle.

"You know Rose," Grandma said. "I've got a fly swatter here, and I think it would be fun if you lifted Richie's pecker so I could smack him in the balls with it as hard as I can."

I sat up with a rush, probably looking as shocked as I felt, clutching at my genitals as the two of them laughed at me.

"It's not nice to eavesdrop like that, Richie," Grandma said. "Pretending you were sleeping like that while we were talking about you."

"I was sleeping, sort of," I said sheepishly. "I was, really."

"Were you awake when we were talking about Rose moving in with me here?" Grandma asked.

"Only if you didn't mind," Rose added.

"Mind? Hell no!" I said, running my hand over Rose's leg.

"Besides, Richie will be heading home in a few weeks," Grandma said. "Off to college."

"I was thinking about that," I said. "The more I think about it, I was never that great in school, and there's a whole lot of things that need doing around here, so maybe..."

"Maybe nothing! You'll go to college, and that the end of that discussion."

"But this is so awesome," I said, relishing being in this amazing situation. "And it got even nicer hearing about Rose moving in."

"And we'll be here whenever you can find the time to come out and visit," Grandma assured me. "Studies come first, but anytime you have a free weekend."

"Except probably when he gets to college he'll find himself a pretty girl," Rose said, and although she was kidding when she said it, she wasn't really laughing.

"I have two pretty girls here," I said. "Why would I want to settle for one?"

Something had clicked between Rose and myself, and although it was way too early to be sure, it was clear that we had a chemistry, one that went beyond the sex.

Grandma reached her arms around the two of us on each side of her and drew us close, squeezing us tightly to her generous bosom.

"Well, let me just enjoy being with the two of you for as much as I can," Grandma exclaimed, and we both rested our heads on her massive breasts and smiled over at each other. "Everybody happy with that?"

"I am, and so is Richie," Rose said. "He's got a boner again."

"I'll let you take care of that one for me, Rose" Grandma said. "I'm too sore to do anything but watch. Let me just lie down here."

"If Richie straddled your face, you could suck on his balls while I suck on his cock," Rose suggested. "That way you could get some rest and help me too."

"If you insist," I said with a weary voice, but the speed that I jumped up and did what Rose suggested made it obvious that the idea sounded fantastic.

Trust me that it felt even better than it sounded, and as I knelt above Grandma's face and felt her tongue sliding over my balls as they dangled above her, sucking and licking me from the underside of my dick right up to the balloon knot of my ass, and as Rose resumed her attempts at deep-throating me, taking so much of my cock in her mouth that the tip was scraping her throat, I knew that of all the great summers with my Grandma, this one was the best of them all.

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