"None whatever," I assured him, quickly. I was surprised though that he took to incest so naturally, and so swiftly. Was he fucking his own mother? I wondered. At the moment, I didn't want to press the point. All I wanted was a feel of his stiff prick up my grandmotherly cunt.
Jackie asked. "What is grandpa going to do while I'm pumping your cunt?"
"Don't worry about me, Son," the old man said. "I love to watch. When you pump Granny's pussy out, I'll stand here and jack off."
The boy shook his head. "That don't sound fair. I love to fuck a man's wife while he's watching." He admitted. "I swing with a couple in the neighborhood. But it turns me on when the husband joins in too. I'm used to fucking the three-way swing," he explained.
The thought excited me. "But how, darling?" I asked and sounded a bit foolish. Although I was many years older than my grandson, the little fellow was giving me instructions on a balling party. And yet, I had to find out what he knew about the three-way swing.
Harry suddenly stopped stroking his tool to listen. For the first time in a long while, his prick didn't wilt the instant he stopped masturbating. While he listened, the meat remained long, hard and red. He was sustaining an erection without manipulating the shaft.
Jackie kept on talking. "My neighbors broke me into the three-way swing and there's all sorts of positions we can experiment with. It all depends on the swingers and what turns them on."
"What turns you on the most about the three-way swing?" I asked.
Jackie thought a while. "Most any position turns me on. But there's one that gets to me more than others."
"What is it?" me and my husband chorused in unison.
Jackie said, "I lay on my side facing the wife. She throws her long leg around my waist. I stick my cock into her cunt and fuck. The husband is positioned in back of her, spoonstyle. He pulls apart her ass, and sticks his prick up her asshole. Then, we both start to pump in unison. While he thrusts forward, I do the same thing. And when I pull back, he does the same thing. We synchronize our movements. And while we're fucking her both holes, I'm sucking her tits. She usually reaches around and gooses my asshole as I pump in and out. And," he added taking a deep breath, "we all manage to come at the same time." He laughed, excitedly. "It really is the greatest."
I turned to my husband. "What do you think, darling?" I asked. "Do you think you can keep your stiff hard enough for the asshole pump?"
"Yeses," he said, slowly. "I think so. I think the situation is so erotic, I'll be turned on and won't soften up like I usually do."
As the boy described the three-way swing, his own darling penis swung stiffly up, and the cockhead assumed a bright, reddish color. The skin looked moist and a drop of premature semen squeezed through the eye of the head. I longed to drop to my knees and suck off the head. But I didn't want to appear too forward.
Jackie remained in charge. "First of all," he told us, "we suck. I love to suck and be sucked. That's what really gets me hot. And after a while of licking each other, we'll be ready to bang out the Goddamdest fuck we've ever had in our lives."
Again, I had to admit my inexperience to the little boy. "How?" I asked in an embarrassed voice. "How do we give ourselves the three-way suck?"
The boy looked, surprised. "Holy cow," he exploded. "Haven't you guys ever balled before in the three-way style?"
Both Harry and I had to confess that we had never participated in a three-way swing.
"Jeezis," Jackie murmured, "the older generation doesn't seem to have any fun at all. We kids do our own thing. Let it all hang out. It's the only way to fly Granny."
"I realize that, now," I replied. "But teach us, dear. We want to learn." It was ironic. But the boy was instructing his grandparents instead of the reverse. We listened with rapt attention.
Jackie sounded like a college professor. He seemed so versed in his knowledge of the three-way swing. "There are various ways to suck each other up," he started off. "Notice," he pointed out, "I said up and not off. That's the secret. To suck each other without making anyone have a premature blow off. That's where you have to be careful. But I'll give the signals."
"Right on," Harry nodded, and he really sounded much younger. The boy was making us all feel years younger.
"There's only one way to go in a situation like this," Jackie told us. And he painted the scene. He wanted me to stretch out on my back with my legs spread wide apart. Then, he told Harry to go down on me and eat cunt. While Harry was thus engaged, he'd straddle my upper body and stick his beautiful and firm bone of cock between my lips. I'd eat him while my husband ate my box in that way, we'd all get good and hot for the actual three-way ball.
The thought of this sort of three-way suck made the lips of my cunt tremble, excitedly. "Can hardly wait," I murmured. "Are we going to do it around the pool, or in my bedroom?"
"Bedroom," the precocious youngster told us. "It'll be more comfortable for all concerned. Don't forget," he told me, "you have to sit up, and your ass will feel more comfortable on a soft mattress."
"The kid's got a point," Harry said, "and I have to lay down to eat cunt. I have to be comfortable, too."
That point was settled. We retired to my sumptuous bedroom, and mounted the monstrous bed which was large enough for a dozen swingers. I climbed aboard, and sat up with my back against the head board. Stretching my legs as far apart as possible, I started to stroke my sizzling hot pussy.
Our little director then told Harry to position himself for the cunt-suck. "Get comfortable," he told my husband. "But not too comfortable. I don't want you to blow Grandma before she's ready. I want to fuck her. That's the object of this whole scene," he reminded us.
"Right on," Harry replied and crawled onto the bed at my feet. It had been a long time since he ate cunt. For some reason, we had gotten out of the habit although I always loved hot tongue when we were younger. Now, I felt young again.
Now that Harry was positioned with his mouth hovering over my hot box. Jackie climbed atop the bed and straddled my body. Facing me, he thrust forward until the tip of his cockhead brushed against my lips.
"Okay Grandma," he looked down as he spoke. "It's your job to start off this triple suck. Lick the head and let the tongue roll lazily down the shaft and you can even nibble on my soft balls. And don't neglect my asshole," he added in the same breath.
I kept looking at his prick as though I was hypnotized. I had never seen a piece of meat that looked any lovelier. The head glistened, and the shaft was just the right shade of pinkish red. The balls looked adorably soft, and of course, his extreme youth appealed to me, too. Mw old woman who claims she doesn't like to suck and fuck a boy is telling a lie. His firm, smooth, fat-free body appealed to me enormous and in the most erotic way, imaginable. And his little bum looked edible. Slipping both hands around his buttocks, I pressed him closer to me. His oockhead leaned forward and disappeared through my wide-open mouth.
"Oh Grandma," Jackie cried. "your mouth feels so hot... so delicious... and your tongue. Oh boy, your tongue... what it feels like!" His head turned back and around as though his neck was broken.
Although I might have been inexpert when it came to the three-way swing, I did know how to suck a man or boy's cock whenever I got the opportunity. My tongue slid under the shaft in a wriggly way, and then wrapped itself entirely around the head. I could taste the salty drop of semen that had worked its way through the eye. After engulfing the cockhead with tongue, I lowered my jaws and began to nibble the skin along the undershaft. Every now and then, I'd let the tip of my tongue caress the cotton-soft nuts that adorned the apparatus of my grandson. And of course, while I ate the boy's cock, my long, shapely and somewhat bony fingers kept goosing his asshole. After a few thrusts in and out, the fingernail felt wet from the secretions of the rectum. The slight odor that began to waft up from between his ass-cheeks smelled as fragrant as French perfume. But all of my erotic senses weren't concentrated on my grandson's tasty prick.