I grew excited. "I've read so much about swinging. Sounds exciting. Oh yes, I'm all for it. I just hope that Teddy will go along with our plans."
"He is on the conservative side for one so young," Grandma Grace complained. "But I think he'll come around when he sees me and the black kid having such a good time." She added. "Teddy is a natural fuckster. All he needs is a bit of encouragement and a chance to get over this incest hangup. I'm sure he realizes now that my cunt felt no different than the box of any other female."
"I can hardly wait." I said, truthfully.
The black kid collected for his papers every. Saturday afternoon, and so Teddy and I arrived at Grace's home. Ted didn't know, as yet, that we intended to have a four-way fuck. He merely thought we were going to have Saturday dinner at Grandma's place. Grace was wearing a tight-fitting bathrobe, and explained that she intended to take a bath later on, and so didn't dress up as yet. The robe was tightly belted around the waist which revealed her ample curves. And too, the fabric was a flimsy material, and it was possible to detect the ample, dark bush of cuntal hairs between the legs. Teddy looked at Grandma with surprise.
He whispered to me. "Is she expecting her boyfriend. She's all perfumed up, and it is possible to get a close look at her tits and twat."
I tried to reprove my son. "You mustn't talk like that about your own grandmother. She is going to take a bath and doesn't have to dress up for her own family."
Ted blushed. "Of course. I know Grandma would never do anything wrong."
We sat around and chatted. Grandma sipped on a Scotch and soda, and I could tell that she was quite nervous. She had been hot after that black kid for quite some time. Finally, the doorbell rang and Grandma leaped up as though galvanized by an electric shock. Pulling the belt even tighter around her waist, she went to the door and let in the black boy who couldn't have been more than twelve or thirteen years old. He was a good looking kid, built strong and was wearing tight-fitting denims. It was possible to make out the outline of his genitals. His cock appeared to be much longer than most boys of his age possessed.
Grandma was almost slobbering. "Come right in, dear," she told the boy. "I'll fetch your money right away."
When Grandma came back into the living room with her purse, the belt to her robe was untied, and when she opened the purse, the robe slipped open to reveal her naked body, the cunt with its hair, the tile with their red nipples and the shapely hips.
The black boy blinked at the sight of so much female nudity. And before he could check himself, his long cock slid upward to make a tentlike affair around the middle of his tight pants.
Grandma didn't appear to notice that she was exposing her box. She kept rummaging in the purse but pressed forward. The tip of the boy's cock pressed up against her box. His round, white eyes almost popped out of his black face. I watched with extreme interest in Grace's tactics. Perhaps, some day, I would have to employ the same ruse to seduce a boy. Ted's eyes were popping almost as large as the ones of the black kid. His own penis began to expand. We were seated on the couch, and I leaned over.
"Look at the black, boy," I whispered, and touched Ted's cockhead.
He didn't seem to realize that I was touching his cock.
"Yeah," he replied. "Is Grandma going to screw him?"
There wasn't any doubt about that fact. And the black boy began to realize that the old woman was purposely trying to seduce him. When this realization hit him, his cock grew even more stiffer. Apparently, old, white women turned him on. Probably, this kind of woman had seduced him in the past.
Grandma Grace still continued to look down into her purse. But all the while, her hands were busily engaged in the task of unzipping the boy's fly. He didn't protest or attempt to push her away. Instead, he stood very still as the long, white and shapely fingers of Grandma pulled the fly open and reached inside for the meat. Quickly, she grasped the black prize and yanked it out.
For the first time, she appeared to notice. "Why darling," she murmured, "I didn't know I had a hold of your prick. Do you mind, sweetheart?" she asked and let him smell her perfumed body.
Ted turned white. "She's going to fuck him," he whispered to me.
Now, I grew bolder. Taking his cock, I unzipped the fly and yanked it out, too. "Sorry, dear," I apologized. "But your mom is hot."
"That's okay, Mom," Ted whispered back. "I've always wanted to be a mother fucker."
"Oh darling," I crooned. "I'd love for you to fuck me, too." All the while I was speaking, I was busily engaged in the job of tugging down his pants and twisting down his shorts to expose the lower portion of his body.
Ted said, "Gee it's no fair, Mom. You're looking at my exposed prick but I've never seen your bare twat with all its hairs. And your cheeky ass. I'm just dying to goose it, and to lick it, too. Oh Mom, hurry and take off your clothes."
I didn't want to steal any of Grandma's thunder or to interfere in the least with the way she was seducing the black boy. But then, I thought that if I disrobed now I'd be helping her. The chance to look at two naked females instead of only one would heat up the kid and make him a better fuck. And so, I stood up and proceeded to disrobe.
By this time, Grandma Grace had dropped the bathrobe to stand naked in front of the black boy. "Do you know what I want?" she asked the kid.
The boy nodded. "You wants me to fucks you," he replied. "A lot of old, white ladies wants me to screw them."
"And do you?" Grace asked, sweetly. "Do you oblige the old, white ladies by treating their cunny boxes?"
"Yes ma'am," the boy replied, "I do. They give me money though," he added, quickly.
Grandma Grace took out a twenty dollar bill from her purse. "Will this be enough?" she asked. "And there's more where that came from if you do a really good job for me," she stated before he could reply to her question.
The boy took the bill and stuffed it in his pocket. "Yeah, that'll be enough. But if you like the way I handles my black meat, I'll expect more the next time."
"We'll talk about that the next time," Grace said, her voice hardening. She didn't like the commercial tone of the boy's voices I knew what was in her mind. She'd give him such a hot ride, he'd beg her for a fuck the next time and there would be no talk about money.
While this transaction was taking place, I was taking off my own clothes. They came off quickly enough. It excited me to think that I was going to expose myself in front of my own son. And the fact that the black kid was watching also increased the interest in this particular situation. Quickly, I threw off my clothes and stood stark naked in front of Teddy.
With arms akimbo, I modeled my own naked body. "What do you think, Son?" I asked. "What do you think of your mom's cunt, tits and ass. And don't forget to appraise my long, shapely legs. Everything I've got is yours son. Take a good look."
Teddy did take a good look. His eyes rolled over every inch of my nude body. He smacked his lips when he drank in the sight of my elongated tit-nipple. And he kept on licking his lips as he gazed down at my exposed box. Sniffing, he tried to inhale every scent that wafted through the humid box of cunt. My long, shapely, nutcracker legs appealed to him, too. And to make certain, be missed nothing at all, I turned around to let him get a good look at my back and buttocks. Bending over slightly, I reached back and took hold of one cheek. Pulling it aside, I let him look deep into the inner portion of my backside.
From a wall mirror, I saw his nostrils twitch as he tried to inhale the odor that came out of my asshole. It certainly did my ego a lot of good to realize that I was the object of a twelve-year-old boy's sexual attentions.