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Fun with Nona

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I sat in the passenger's seat of my father's car, staring out the window at the passing scenery. Carl (my father), and I were on our way to visit Nona and help her with some work around the house. The endless, mundane view seemed to mirror the boredom I knew I was going to suffer through this week.

Let me explain. Nona is my grandmother. Her real name is Florence, but the story goes that when I was a toddler, I called her "Nona," and the nickname stuck. I love my grandmother, and she's okay for a 63 year-old woman, but there isn't anything for a 20 year old to really do in her town. The fact that I was home from college for the summer and should have been spending the time hanging out with friends didn't help the situation. But dad said we had to go help fix some things around Nona's house. You know, do some "men's work," and I couldn't get out of it. Like I said, I love my grandmother.

After a seven-hour drive, we finally arrived at Nona's house. It was a sky-blue two-story home with a front porch and huge backyard. As soon as we pulled into the driveway, I could see some of the work my father talked about that needed to be done. The roof, gutters, and even some of the window shutters all needed to be repaired. This was going to be a long week.

Nona came out of the house to meet us. She had on a sundress that was red with black polka dots. It reminded me of a ladybug. It went well with the honey color of her skin. Her hair, which was about half grey and came down to around her ears, was in tight curls.

She came down the front stairs barefoot, the porch creaking slightly with every step. I know I said my grandmother was 63, but she stayed active and looked about ten years younger, especially at times like this when she had a big smile on her face.

"Hey baby," she said, greeting my father with her arms wide open.

"Hi ma," he said, going in for a hug. "How you doing?"

"Oh, I'm fine. I just went grocery shopping so we would have enough food for the next couple of days."

"We could have done that for you once we got here, mama."

"I can still do a lot of things for myself, even if I'm an old woman," she replied, smiling. She released herself from my father's arms and looked over to me. "Now come on over here, Will, and give your Nona a hug."

I walked around the car and wrapped my arms around my grandmother. Pressing myself against her, I caught the hint of roses on her that must have been her perfume. I always felt like Nona gave the best hugs of anyone I knew, and at that moment I didn't care about having to do any housework or any boredom I may have been facing.

"How you doing, Will? How's college coming along?"

"It's going good, Nona. I'm getting A's and B's."

"You better be. I know I have a smart grandson. Have you met any girls yet?" she asked, winking at me. Nona liked doing and saying things that kept people off balance. I often tell people I get my sense of humor and mischievous streak from her.

"No, not really," I answered, trying not to blush.

"Well, get on it! What else do you think college is for?" she said, laughing.

"Mama, you know that boy needs to keep his nose in those books," my father said. He wasn't nearly as silly as my grandmother.

"He's not a boy anymore, and he knows I'm just kidding around with him." She smiled and patted my shoulder. "Now get your things and come inside."

Dad and I decided to rest the first night and wait until the next day to get started on the repairs. Nona cooked us a big dinner of roast chicken, mashed potatoes, peas, gravy, and biscuits. Nona sat across from me at the kitchen table. Even though she is my grandmother, I couldn't help but notice that every so often, as she was reaching for something on the table, she would lean forward a bit and show a little more of her cleavage. It also seemed to me like her feet kept touching mine underneath the table. Maybe Nona was right- maybe I should meet a girl and get laid, because my horniness was affecting me.

Nona's house had three bedrooms, the Master and two smaller ones, so my dad and I each got our own room and bed to sleep in. I was changing out of my clothes for the night, my underwear halfway down, when the bedroom door opened and Nona stepped in. Luckily, I was facing away from the door, so all she saw was my rear. I guess that's better than what she could have seen.

"Nona!" I exclaimed, pulling my boxers back up.

"I'm sorry, Will. The door was slightly open and I was just checking to see if you needed anything."

"No. I'm okay, Nona, thank you," I said, turning around to face her. She was wearing a yellow nightgown that came down to her thighs. There was black trim around the waist and breast.

"Alright then. Goodnight sweetie," she said before leaving the room, making sure to pull the door all the way close behind her.

I finished taking off my boxers and slipped under the sheets naked. As I laid my head on the pillow, staring at the ceiling, I wondered if it was my imagination that made me see Nona's gaze lingering below my waist longer than what would have been normal. Maybe it was just my mind playing tricks on me, but what was certainly real, that I didn't realize at the time, was that Nona's nightgown, while not completely see-through, was sheer enough that I could see the outline of her dark nipples, and also the fact that she wasn't wearing any underwear. I felt my dick twitching a bit underneath the sheets as the scene kept replaying in my mind. I closed my eyes, Nona's departing ass escorting me to sleep.

***

The next morning, I woke up to the smell of breakfast wafting through the house. I got out of bed, put on some boxers and a pair of basketball shorts, and padded downstairs to the kitchen. I was greeted by the sight of my grandmother at the stove, making pancakes and bacon. Unlike last night, this time Nona had on a t-shirt and some pants. She was still barefoot, though, as she usually was in the house.

"Good morning, Will," she said, turning to me and smiling. "How did you sleep last night?"

"I slept like a baby, Nona. That bed is so comfortable." I walked over my grandmother and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Do you need any help?"

"As a matter of fact, you can get the orange juice out the fridge while I put the food on the table." Nona used a spatula to put the pancakes on a platter and picked the platter up. I walked over to the fridge, opened the door, and bent over to get the juice. Nona made her way past me to get to the table. As she did, I felt what could only be her pelvis briefly press against my ass when she slid by. I grabbed the juice and turned to put it on the table. That's when I noticed that Nona should have had enough space to slide between me and the table without the contact between us.

Nona was placing the platter on the table. She turned to me and smiled. "Come on, put the juice on the table and sit down."

I picked a chair, and once again Nona sat directly across from me. We shared small talk while we ate, chatting about things like my schooling and basketball, our favorite sport. Occasionally, Nona's feet would graze against mine. When they did, I would look up at her, and she would just keep on going as if nothing had even happened. After this happened a few times, I saw that, underneath her t-shirt, Nona's nipples were beginning to get hard. I had to stop myself from staring at the realization that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Thankfully, my father came downstairs at that moment and joined us at the table. He saved me from what probably would have been an awkward silence. He just sat down, and started up a conversation with Nona. Deciding to see if this was accidental or not, I decided to play along with Nona. The next time her feet touched mine, I lightly brushed my toes over hers. There was a a slight stutter in her words when I did that, but there was no other real reaction that I could see. I don't know how I got through that breakfast without my father noticing anything weird as I played footsies with my grandmother.

After breakfast, my dad and I got to work around the house. We worked pretty much all day, taking brief breaks to rest from the heat and to eat lunch. Whenever Nona came around to talk to me, she would make sure to do things like touch me lightly on the arm, or even bend over in front of me to pick some non-existent object off the floor. I know I shouldn't be looking at her and thinking those thoughts, but I couldn't help but think that Nona was flirting with me. It was confusing, especially because I wasn't immediately turned off by the idea.

After spending all day outside doing manual labor, I had to take a shower. I went upstairs to the bathroom, turned on the water, and stood under the hot water, letting the hot water relax my muscles and wash the sweat of the day away. As I was washing, I heard the bathroom door open.

"Who's there?" I called out?

"It's just me, Will. I have to get something from the medicine cabinet."

"Nona! Couldn't you wait until I was done in the shower?"

"Boy, you act like I haven't seen your naked behind before," she replied. Her use of those words made me remember the night before, and my heart beating a little faster. "You don't have anything I haven't seen before."

"Nona!"

"Alright, alright, I'm going," she said. A few seconds later, I heard the door close again. I finished my shower and turned off the water. I pulled back the curtain, and was shocked as hell to see Nona still standing in the bathroom!

"Nona! What are you still doing here?" I asked. I looked for a towel to cover myself, but I left it on the side of the sink, which was unfortunately right behind Nona. I had to settle for using my hands.

A smirk appeared on Nona's face. "You need to loosen up a little bit, Will," my grandmother said to me. "Don't take life so seriously." She turned and began walking out the door. "Plus, it's not like you have anything to be ashamed of." Even if I hadn't been stunned into silence, she closed the door before I would have been able to reply anyway.

Dinner that night mostly consisted of my father and Nona talking. I stayed silent, and couldn't even look at my grandmother. Fortunately, she didn't try to play footsies with me under the table.

As much as I wanted to, I couldn't sleep that night. Everything that happened between Nona and I kept replaying in my mind. I couldn't figure out what her game was, if she was serious or just joking around. I decided to go downstairs to the den and watch some TV.

I was sitting on the couch, flipping channels, when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Nona came in to the room, wearing a black satin bathrobe. The belt was lightly tied around her waist, and she was holding the robe closed with one of her hands.

"What's the matter, sweetie? Couldn't sleep?"

"Uh uh," I responded, shaking my head.

"Yeah, I have that problem sometimes too." Nona came over and sat on the couch. She curled her legs up to the side, her feet just barely touching my leg. "So, what are you watching?"

"Nothing really. I'm just looking to see what's on," I replied. Nona was looking at the TV, so I glanced down at her light-brown legs. They still had some good shape to them, instead of being the really bony legs some older women have. Her feet were pedicured, and her nails had pink polish on them. Nona looked my way, and I quickly turned my gaze back to the TV. I didn't want her to see me looking at her legs.

"Hand me the remote," she said to me. "Maybe I can find something good on." I did what she asked, and she continued scrolling. She stopped on a movie about a detective looking for a killer. We watched the flick together in silence.

"I need to get comfy," Nona said. She turned, fully laying on the couch and putting her feet on my lap. "You don't mind, do you?" she asked me. I couldn't figure out a way of saying that I did without sounding rude, so I just shook my head.

About halfway through the movie, the detective began having sex with the wife of the suspected killer. I squirmed a little, and looked away from the TV. How could I watch a sex scene with my grandmother?

Nona must have noticed my reaction, because I heard her chuckle. "You know I'm not going to turn, right?" she asked. Was she enjoying seeing how uncomfortable I was? "A little nudity never hurt nobody."

"Is that why you waited in the bathroom while I was getting out the shower?"

"I did that just to mess with you. You know how your Nona is," she said, a big smile on her face. "Plus, like I said, it's not like nudity hurts anybody."

"I didn't say I was hurt, just a little..." I said, and then trailed off, shrugging my shoulders.

"If it bothers you that much, then here," she said, and pulled open her robe. My eyes went wide at the sight of her exposed breasts. They were sagging a bit, but they weren't too wrinkly and were just starting to lose some of their fullness. Her nipples were deep brown, and she had wide areolas.

"Nona!" I exclaimed. I quickly looked away. "Put those away!" I tried to sound horrified, but I know there was a hint of laughter in my voice.

"Okay, okay," she said. "Happy now?"

I looked back over to her, and saw that her tits were still out, and Nona was smiling wide now.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Showing you that nudity never hurt anybody. And now that you've seen me, we're even for this morning." She closed her robe over her chest.

"Well you also saw my ass last night, so we're not quite even." I don't know what made me say that, but the words were out of my mouth before I even realized my brain had formed the thought.

"You're right about that. So what can I do to even the score?" My heart started racing at the combination of silly and sultry in her voice. It's like a switch was flipped inside her. I shrugged my shoulders, not sure how to respond. At this point, I wasn't sure how far she was Nona was willing to go with this, or how far I was willing to let her.

"How about this?" she said, and stood up. Nona turned away from me and lifted the bottom of her robe, showing me her ass. Just like her tits, it was a little saggy but still had a good shape to it. "Is that better?" she asked, looking back at me over her shoulder.

I just nodded my head silently, not trusting my mouth anymore. Nona sat back down on the couch, not bothering to straighten her robe before she did. This left the side of her ass and her thigh exposed.

"It looks like you enjoyed it more than you knew," she said, her eyes focused below my waist. I looked down and saw a tent being pitched in my basketball shorts. Once again, I tried covering it with my hands, but the damage had already been done.

"Will, I told you before, you have nothing to be ashamed of. Nothing." Nona looked into my eyes when she said this.

"But you're my grandmother, my Nona."

"I know, but that right there is still a compliment to me," she said, nodding her head towards my erection.

"But you're my Nona," I repeated.

"Yes, and you love me, and I love you. That's just a bit of the physical part of love. There's nothing wrong with that."

"But it's wrong," I said.

Nona pulled her robe open again. "Can you look me in my eyes and tell me you feel bad about seeing these?" The only response I could muster was a slight twitching in my shorts. "See, right now you can't even look in my eyes," Nona said with a chuckle.

Before I could do anything, Nona took my hand and placed it on her chest. "See, nothing bad happened." She slid my hand down over her nipple. I instinctively cupped it. "You're still in one piece."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Nona's chest was warm in my hand. I could feel her nipple getting hard as my fingers began playing with it.

"It's okay, Will," Nona whispered. I leaned in and kissed Nona on her lips. I felt her heart beating faster. My grandmother stroked my cheek as we kissed, slowly and passionately. I moved my head down and started kissing on her neck. She tilted her head to give me better access and moaned lightly. I played with her tits, cupping them and softly pinching her nipples. Nona pulled her robe all the way open and off her shoulders. I kissed a trail down her neck to her chest and started sucking on her nipples.

"Oh, it's been a while since I've been with a man, Will," Nona whispered in between moans. She reached down and started pulling the back of my t-shirt up. I stopped sucking her tits long enough to help her get my shirt off, then continued, the sweet smell of my grandmother filling my nose.

Without stopping the kissing and sucking, I managed to shift so that I was kneeling on the floor in front of her. I kissed myself down to her groin, untying the belt and pulling her robe open more as I went along. I took a moment to look at Nona's pussy, the lips covered with a thin layer of grey hair. I kissed the inside of her honey-brown thighs before gently spreading her lips apart and licking her clit. Nona let out a sort of growl, and for a moment I was briefly concerned that my father would hear her.

"This feels so good, Will," Nona moaned, stroking the back of my head. I worked my tongue in circles around her clit, first slowly, and then going faster and faster. When I felt Nona getting more and more into it, I softly sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked my tongue up and down over the little love button.

"Yes, yes," my grandmother kept repeating, grinding her pussy into my face. I eagerly lapped at Nona's warm cunt, enjoying every moment as her taste filled my mouth. I felt her feet rubbing up and down my back. My hands slid under Nona's hips and almost lifted her off the couch. My grandmother's body began to shudder as her warm juices exploded out of her cunt, flowing around my tongue and into my waiting mouth.

I held Nona there, drinking every drop of her as it pulsed out. I felt her body relax as the orgasmic tension flowed from her. I pulled my head from between her legs and looked up. Her chest was heaving, her tits rhythmically moving up and down. Nona looked down at me and smiled, wiping some of her cum around my lips.

"That was so good, Will," she said, breathy. A sly grin appeared on her face. "Now what else do you have for Nona?" I rose to my feet and stood in front of her, my erection aimed almost directly at her face. She stared as I grabbed the waistband of my shorts and slowly pulled them down. The garment slid to the floor and I stood there silently in front of her for a moment, letting her take in the view.

I reached out my hand and gestured for my grandmother to take it. I helped her stand up and pulled her close, my rock-hard dick becoming pinned between us. I could feel the warmth of her pussy on my rod as I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her. My hands rested on her hips as our tongues danced together.

"I taste so good on your lips," Nona said in a low, sultry voice. I continued to hold her as I turned the both of us around. I pulled her robe all the way off and let it hit the floor beside my shorts before sitting down on the couch. Still holding her hand, I gently pulled her towards me. Nona got the hint and straddled my lap.

Using my hand, I held my cock in place as Nona reached down and spread her lips. She eased herself down onto my erection, exhaling as she did. My dick was immediately covered in her slick juices. I cupped her ass in my hands and began kissing on Nona's neck again. My grandmother started riding my cock, slowly moving her pussy up and down my hard shaft. Nona pulled her neck away from my lips and gently pushed my head down to her chest. I licked and sucked her hard nipples, the faint scent of her perfume still on them.

Nona became more energetic, alternating between grinding her hips back and forth, and lifting herself up and down my cock. I tried to match her movements, bucking my hips to meet her every time she slid back down. I could feel my dick plowing deep inside her.

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