GRANNIES' HOUSE -- IDEA FOR A NEW VIDEO?

The small brick house at 2402 Tidwell St. looked almost identical to its neighbors…small concrete porch painted white, white shutters beside the windows, and old metal porch furniture with rust beginning to show through the fading paint. But when the woman who answered his knock came me to the door, Joey Parker, a freshman at the local university, knew he was at the right address : Grannies' House!

Dressed in extremely short shorts and an old T-shirt, the voluptuous sixty-ish woman the color of coffee and cream (with LOTS of cream it seemed) and straightened hair that framed her pretty face gave Joey a big smile. Her fat thighs totally filled the ultra-short legs of her shorts, and the camel’s foot of her pussy showed clearly through the fabric. From behind, her beautifully shaped ass cheeks protruded from the bottom of her shorts. Her large, soft breasts struggled to get out of the thin Red Sox T-shirt she was wearing, and her nipples demanded their own share of attention.

“Come on in, honey,” she drawled, “and make yourself at home. You’re at Grannies' House now, and we’re mighty happy to see you. But first, I need to ask you: how old are you?”
“I’m 18,” he answered.
“You a student at the University?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“OK, hon, but I need to see your driver’s license. We have had high school students try to come in here and we can’t have that.”

The woman led Joey into a large living room outfitted with a Scrabble game, card tables, giant TV screen, and a few books, and several guys working at their laptops. A pitcher of sweet tea and a large bowl of popcorn sat on a side table on one side of an overstuffed couch, where two mature women sat with a space between them.

One of the women on the couch was a pleasantly plump granny with in her early-to-mid sixties. She had stylishly cut short grey hair and was dressed in white fishnet see-thru lingerie that revealed her clearly-visible breasts and pubic hair. The other was a slim, greying red-head in her mid-to-late fifties who looked like a church secretary or a cashier in a bank. She was dressed modestly in a skirt and blouse. Seeing her gave Joey a sense of normalcy, although seeing the other women left his penis feeling anything but normal.

The "church secretary" patted the empty space next to her on the couch and said, “Come sit with us, honey, and tell us a little about yourself. My name is Granny Agnes – what’s yours?”

Clearly nervous, the 18 year-old swallowed hard and, taking his seat between the two women said, “I’m Joey Pa…Pa… SMITH,” he blurted out. “Well, hi, Joey SMITH,” Agnes said gently, placing her hand comfortingly on his thigh, “I’m Agnes and the lady on the other side of you is Grandma Martha.”

Martha turned and gave Joey a hug and a squeeze and said, “Tell us, Joey, what brings you here today?”

“Well, some of the guys in the dorm…I mean, uh, someone said…uh…” Joey looked totally confused and embarrassed.

“Relax, Joey,” said the generously endowed woman who’d let him in the door. “We’re all older ladies here, and we’ve heard just about everything.” Standing behind the couch, she reached over and gently began massaging Joey’s shoulders. “Take a deep breath and relax, sweetie, and tell us what you’re thinking.”

“Well, I’d like…I mean…could I…uh…” at that, Agnes moved her hand from his thigh to his crotch and said, “I think we know what you need, Joey, and any one of us can help you. Which of us would you like to get to know better tonight?”

Looking around, Joey focused on the woman behind him who'd been massaging his shoulders and said, “Her?”

The woman smiled at him and leaned down to give him hug. “My name is Susie, sweetie, and I bet you need some Personal Granny Time. That's where we act as sort of an informal counseling service for you young guys in college, and we try to ascertain where you're cumming...sorry.... where you're coming from and how we can help. But first, you have to pass a very quick physical. Aggie, you want to take a look?”

"Sure, hon." Moving her hand from Joey's crotch to his zipper, Agnes expertly opened his pants and pulled out Joey's throbbing cock. Peering at the penis from various angles, Agnes gently massaged it to see how it reacted. "Nice," she muttered to herself. "Looks like a live wire." Then, looking at Susie and Martha, she nodded her head OK.

"Aggie used to be an RN," Susie explained to the young man, "and she always checks everyone out before we have any fun together. Keeps everybody honest," she said.

Susie took over from Aggie with Joey's penis.

"WAIT!!" Joey said! "How much is all this going to cost?"
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"Cost?" Susie said. "There's no "cost" Joey. This is not a McDonald's situation, where you can get an Egg McPussy for $3.99, or super-size titties for $1.49! We're just three mature women living together, trying to stretch our Social Security checks. Our friends who cum to us know our situation and sometimes make voluntary donations to help us out. Or, they do little chores around here to help us out. One fellow spent a week last summer, painting the inside of the house. Now HE had lots of appreciation built up from that job, and we all have taken several opportunities to express our appreciation to him. But any interaction with us grannies is strictly organic and personal. We are not “selling” anything here…if someone’s in the right mood, and everyone is consensual, then, Hey! Good for us! And, fortunately for you, Susie might be in a good mood tonight."

Martha said, "We call it 'Personal Time with Granny,’ and you can talk to us about anything you'd like. No subject is off limits, no matter how personal or intimate. Kind of an informal “granny counseling service.” Just pretend that we're your real grandmother or mother -- except you can talk to us about things you might feel funny about talking to them. Our goal is helping you. We know that being away from home for the first time can be a little rough on a young guy, and that he may have lots of things on his mind. That’s why Personal Time is done with granny in a private room. Sometimes a guy may even need some hands-on help to solve a hard problem.”

“But,” said Aggie, “Personal Time with Granny” is where we return a favor someone’s done for us. What has Joey done for us, Ladies?”
All three grannies looked at each other blankly.
“Uh, is there something Joey can do for us,” said Susie? “Any chores that need doing?”
“Could he mow the lawn?” said Martha?
“Nah,” said Susie, stroking his hard cock. “He needs something quicker than that. I can tell.”
“How about hauling those boxes of trash out of the basement, into the street? That should only take a few minutes,” said Aggie.
“Sounds good to me,” said Susie. “You OK with that, Martie?”
“Sure,” replied Martha. “He’s your guy tonight.”
Sue led the young man to the basement, and showed him a half dozen heavy boxes of junk that needed to be hauled to the street. When he was finished, Sue led Joey into her bedroom, and began to ask the formal list of questions the grannies used for a new acquaintances.
Closing the door behind her, Susie said, "Now, Joey, tell me: are you lonely?
"Yes."
"Missing your friends and family back home?"
"Yes."
"Missing a girl friend?"
"Yes"
"Tense, frustrated?"
"Very tense, Granny Sue."
"I see, Joey. I hear your feelings of loneliness, frustration and tension. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? Would you like a nice granny hug from me?"
"I suppose so..."
"Well come on over here and lie down next to me and have a nice hug and cuddle," she said, removing her halter top and shorts. "And if you want to be more comfortable, you can take off any clothing that you'd like. No sense in being too formal with your own granny."
Not sure what to make of the situation, Joey quickly removed his shoes and sox. Seeing this, Sue reached over and patted Joey's belt. "That might be a little rough on my skin, Joey. Why don't you take this stuff off, too?"
Joey was now dressed only in his T-shirt and underpants. Sue reached over and gave Joey a gentle rub on the front of his underpants.
"Are you OK, Joey?"
"Oh, yes, Granny! I'm beginning to feel better already!"
That's nice, sweetie. I'm glad," she said, pulling his throbbing dick out of the underpants. “Now, do you want to cuddle facing my back or my front?"
Looking at Susie's soft butt cheeks, Joey came... to an immediate decision.
"I'll cuddle your back, Granny, if that's OK."
"Sure, Joey, that's fine. Just reach around and put your hands on my breasts and pinch my nipples, and then you can put your dick anywhere you want, and do whatever you need to do to feel a little better. Or, if you're hungry and ready for a snack, you can eat my ass."
"Eat your ass? What's that?"
"Well, if you like my big, fat butt, you can go down on it and sniff it. Or you can lick it...which really turns me on!"
"Gee, I don't know, Granny. I've never down anything like that before."
"Well, hon. Why don't we get into 69 position, and I can suck your dick while you lick my ass."
Sue moaned softly while Joey's tongue teased her asshole.

After a few minutes, Susie moved to lay flat on her tummy with her ass in the air.
"Come on, baby, climb aboard. Your cock feels like it's about to explode. Stick it in my pussy, hon. Let's see what you've got."
At first, Joey simply dry humped Susie's fat butt-cheeks, but his dick soon found her vagina and happily entered into it.
"Does that feel nice, Joey?"
"Oh God, yes, Granny!"
"If you feel like you're going to cum, honey, go right ahead! I'd love to feel your hot jizz in my pussy!!"

When Joey left, the three grannies were chatting in the living room. "I like that young man," Susie said. "He's young, good looking, has a beautiful dick, and lots of teen-age cum in his balls. I'm going to adopt him and teach him everything I know!"
"That would be like a PhD, Susie! I'm not sure he's ready for all that!" said Aggie.
"Oh yeah? Well, you're hardly a blushing virgin yourself, you old whore!"
"Girls, girls, cut it out," said Martha. "He's young and strong...there's plenty of him to go around!"

Just then, two stocky players from the university's football team came into the living room. "Hmmm," Martha said. "Looks like we're going to have our hands full for the next few minutes."
"Hands or something," replied Aggie.

One of the guys came over to Aggie and put his arm around her. "Hi, Granny. Looks like I'm going to need some Personal Time with you tonight."
"OK, Eddie, you know the drill, Let’s take a look at your package,” she said, giving it her RN once over, “I'll be waiting in my room for you. And don’t forget to drop a little something in the jar for Household Expenses."

Moments later, Eddie appeared in Aggie’s room, ready to talk to her. Aggie was seated in a recliner, with her legs spread apart under her skirt, her panties clearly visible."

"Oh, man, Granny. You sure look good tonight."
"Well come on in, honey, and tell me what's on your mind."
"This," he said, pulling a massive erect cock out of his pants. "It needs that special treatment again, like you gave it last week."

"Sure, hon," she said, taking his dick in her hand. But you're not ready enough for my mouth yet....we need to get you a little harder. Let's go over here on the bed and make ourselves comfortable."

Gently sliding her hand up and down the big shaft, Granny Aggie barely touched the hard dick.
"Look, baby," she said. "It's nervous. It jumps when I stroke it."
"It likes it," Eddie replied. "But it would be so happy if you put it in your mouth!"
"Oh, really?" she said. "And why is that?"
"Because you do amazing things with your lips and tongue. It really likes that!"

Aggie continued squeezing and teasing his dick until Eddie couldn't stand it anymore.
"Please, Granny, suck it for me. I'm about to explode."
Extending her tongue, Aggie licked around the head of the dick. Suddenly, she changed direction and put the very tip of her tongue in his pee hole. Licking gently, Agggie could taste remnants of the boy's pee, and the beginning of pre-cum.
"Do you like that, baby?” she asked.
"Oh, God yes!" he said. "Now, let me go in and out of your mouth!"
Grabbing her by the back of Aggie's head, Eddie began to fuck her mouth violently."
"Give it to me, baby," she exclaimed. "Give me your cum, right in my mouth!!"

After moment or two, Eddie was ready to shoot off. Grabbing his dick, he began to violently beat his meat, looking for an eruption. Aggie opened her mouth and extended her tongue, once again licking Eddies pee hole which now had huge drops of pre-cum on it. With a groan, Eddie came violently in Aggie's mouth, coating her tongue with hot, white cum. She licked the cum around in her mouth and opened her lips part-way so Eddie could see his cum.
"You want me to swallow it or spit it on your dick and massage it in?"
"Please swallow it, hon, and then lick the head some more. There are a few drops still cumming out!"

Over tea, the next morning, Susie and Aggie were sitting in the kitchen drinking tea when the chime on the security camera announced a visitor. “Oh, shit,” said Susie, “It’s that damn Frankie, the captain of the football team.”

“He always asks for you, doesn’t he, hon?”
“Yeah, but it’s a real challenge to take care of him He’s hung like a horse and fucks like a Mac truck.”
“You want me to take care of him, Sue?”
“Nah, he always signs up for a full hour when I’m taking care of him. I’ll do it again, but he’s so fucking strong it’s like he’s tearing me in half.”

A moment later, Frankie stuck his head into the kitchen doorway.
“How’s my favorite Granny, today,” he shouted. “More importantly, how’s my favorite mature pussy.”

“Frankie, I think we need to talk, hon," said Susie. "You may have misunderstood what we’re doing here.”

“Well, I sure didn’t misunderstand what you and I were doing naked in the bed and sweating last week. You were amazing! I’ve never cum like that, even for younger women.”

“Yes, well, about that, Frankie. When we do a private session with a friend who’s come to visit, whatever happens between us is strictly spontaneous. It’s mutual. You just happened to catch me in a certain mood, and I thought something like that would have been beneficial to you. Lighten your load, so to speak. Cheer you up. You had talked about how lonely you were, and a little hug between us seemed to go awry.”

Sue continued, “And keep in mind, this is a private residence, and we grannies just happen to have lots of friends from the University who come to visit. This is not someplace where you walk in and say, “I’d like an XYZ and here’s the money.” That’s like a commercial sex establishment. Here, the donation you contribute goes to help with our groceries and mortgage. We’re just three old ladies trying to make out. Now, would you like some sweet tea and cookies, so we can visit?

Aggie stood and pulled her shorts out of her ass crack. “I’ve got some stuff to do," she said. "I’ll leave you two to chat.”

Sue, dressed in her usual halter top and short shorts, went to get the refreshments, while Frankie sat down and, she hoped, calmed down a bit.

“So, Frankie, do you want some Private Time with Granny so we can see where you’re coming from and how you’re doing generally?”

”Sure, Grannie Sue.”
“Good, honey. Well, finish your cookies, and let’s go into my room where we can visit privately.”
“Moments later, Sue closed the door and sprawled across the bed. “Now, Frankie, what’s on your mind?”
“Well, the same problems I had before. Lonely, a little frustrated,” he said, removing his clothes.
“Make yourself comfortable, baby. And come over here on the bed where we can talk privately.”
Frankie arrived at Susie’s bed with an enormous erection.
“Goodness, Frankie, it’s a good thing we’re friends. When was the last time you fucked someone.”
“It’s been a few days, but, honestly Granny Susie, this is for you!”
“Oh, you’re just saying that! Wouldn’t you really prefer a young girl, someone closer to your age?”
“Heck no, Granny. You turn me on a whole lot more than those young girls on campus. They’re built for speed and flash, but you, baby, are built for comfort – and lots of it!”

“Is that so,” she said, lightly stroking his cock, letting her hand drift casually up and down his shaft and round and round the head.

“What makes you think you’re ready for me, Frankie?”
“Cause it’s hard as a rock and needs to cum!”

“Well, let me check that out,” she said, drawing her tongue lightly over his dick.
“Oh, please, granny! Suck it hard for me! Make it cum!!”

So Susie put the whole length of his cock into her mouth, licking the head, and pumping it in and out of her mouth with her hand. Frankie groaned with pleasure until Susie said, “Frankie, don’t cum yet, hon. I want you in my pussy today!”

She rolled over on her back and lifted her legs for Frankie’s easy entry. “That’s right, big guy! Stick it in! Let’s see what you’ve got for your fucking granny!! Come on, baby! Fuck me like you mean it!! That's right, hon. Hit it hard! Fuck it like you own it!"

Thrusting violently, Frankie pumped his dick into Sue’s juicy pussy until he was ready to cum. “Granny, can I cum inside you?”
“Please do, baby, cum for your granny! Fuck me, hon!”

Later, Aggie and Martha were relaxing with a joint. “Here ya go, Marty…mmmm….try it….this is some good shit.”
Inhaling the smoke deep into her lungs, Martha held her breath until she could feel the beginning of the effects. “Mmmm….that IS good, Aggie! Where’d you get it?”
“One of the k**s last week gave it to me as a tip. Said I was the best he’d ever had. And I’m thinking to myself, “Yeah, sure, every time you fuck someone, it’s “the best.” These horny students could hump a telephone pole and it would be “the best.”
“By the way, what happened with that weird dude you did last night? He had kind of a strange look about him when he came in.”

“Yeah, but when he left, he looked OK, didn’t he?”
“I guess he did,” Aggie admitted. “So, what was his deal?”
“Well, when he came in, I took him into my room and ran through the whole how-are-feeling-about-things routine, but he seemed nervous and distracted the whole time. We were sitting at my little side table, still dressed, and he said, “Do you mind if I look around your room for a minute?” I was taken aback but I said, ‘sure, hon, help yourself.’ Then it dawned on me what he was doing…looking for a camera. Thank goodness he didn’t find it. Anyway, he comes back to the table and says, ‘Is everything we do here private and confidential?’”
And I said, “Absolutely, hon. What would you like?”
He looks deeply into my eyes for a minute like he’s trying to decide if he can trust me, and finally says,” ‘May I call you Mommy?’”
“Sure, sweetie! You can call me anything you like. What would you like to tell Mommy today?”
“Mommy, I was a naughty boy. I peed in my pants today.”
“Oh,” I said, “That’s very serious! What shall we do about it?”
“I need to be punished, Mommy. You need to beat me!”
“When he said that I knew it was going to be a weird session, but I went along with it. I’d done stuff like this before, when I was working at the ranch.”
“You worked at a ranch?” Aggie said, “When was that, and what the fuck were you doing on a ranch?”
“Fucking, of course. But it wasn’t a ranch like you’re thinking, Aggie, it was in Nevada where prostitution is legal. They just call the houses there ranches so when his credit card bill comes in the guy can tell his wife he went horseback riding after the conference, or whatever bullshit he can think of.”
“Wow, Marty, you were a pro! I had no idea. How long did you do it?
“Several years. I was using back then, but the ranch was a helluva lot better than being on the street where the pimp has you so doped up you have no idea what you're doing and you're fucking 15-20 assholes a day. I was just lucky that someone from the ranch saw me and realized that I still had enough good looks to be working for them. Those people helped me get cleaned up and learn to be a higher class whore instead of some d**gged up piece of shit in the street that had who-knows-what diseases. The folks at the ranch helped me get straightened out before I was too far gone.”
“Damn, girl, you really have been through some shit!”
“That’s why I keep telling you and Sue that this setup is a fucking piece of cake! We suck a few dicks, give a few hand-jobs, but no pimps! No rough stuff! We’re our own fucking bosses! We decide who we’re gonna do what with! Clean cut young, teenage college students, ready to pop when they walk through the door!! Money in their pockets! Geez, girl! We got it made here!”
“Well, I guess you’re right when you look at it that way,” said Aggie. “So, tell me the rest of the story about the person with the wet pants. How did you get him off?”
“Well, when he stripped down, he pulled his belt out of his pants and handed it to me. I said, ‘Tell Mommy where to beat you, sweetie!’”
So he lay down on the bed face down and said, “Mommy beats me all across my back and ass when I’ve been naughty.”
“So, I said, ‘OK, Son, here’s your punishment!’ and I hit him a few of times across his back and a few on his butt. ‘That’s enough for how,’ I said, 'but Mommy reserves the right to finish punishing you next time you come in here.' So he turns over with an enormous erection, ready to cum. By now, I had figured out the game. ‘Oh, baby, did Mommy hurt you? I’m sorry, Son, let Mommy take care of you!’ So, I grabbed his dick, and immediately he moaned with pleasure. I rubbed his dick for a few minutes, stroking it, teasing it, making it harder and harder, and then I started licking it, rolling my tongue around the head, while stroking it with my hand. ‘Oh, Mommy!’ he said, ‘that feels so good!’
“So I said, ‘Does it feel as good as it does as when you’re home?’ And he says, ‘Oh, God, granny, it’s even better.’ So I said, OK, son, now it’s time for the end of your punishment. Now you need to cum for granny and shoot that big load of cum into my mouth,’ and that’s how I got him off.”
“Damn, Martha, you really pulled it off, didn’t you!”
“I did, indeed! Well, I had to...CIS New Orleans was about to come on and I really wanted to see this week's episode. And when he left, he handed me a $50 bill -- which I’m going to use for my grandson’s birthday present next month. Of course, my grandson has no idea where Gramma gets money from. He’s only 10 and he probably still thinks that adults just naturally have money whenever they need it.”
“Innocent young man, is he?”
“Yeah, and hopefully he’ll stay that way for a few more years till some old whore like me gets hold of him.”
“Or some cute young thing in his school gets hold of him.”
“Yeah, Aggie. That too.”

The next day was sunny and warm. Martha was in the front yard, working on her flowerbed, her beautiful brown skin shiny with sweat.
She had decided to beat the heat that morning with a pair of old, very short shorts and a thin cotton blouse with no bra. She was squatting down spreading mulch around the roots of her flowers with her back to the street, totally unaware that her shorts had ridden up into her ass cheeks and that she was showing a lot of her butt. A young man on his way to an anthropology lecture noticed both her flowers and her delicious granny ass.
“Beautiful flowers,” he shouted, “we’ve got some of the same ones at home!”
“Thanks, hon,” Martha said, pausing to take a drink from her water bottle. “I appreciate that you appreciate my work – and the beauty of flowers. Tell me, are you a student at the university?”
“Yes, ma’am, I’m a sophomore, majoring in Business Administration."

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