In fact, they’re both a lot of fun. That’s why I spend a lot of time with both my grandmothers. Then again, my grandmothers aren’t like other ...**’s grandmothers. They both fuck for me. It started with Grandma Evelyn, so I'll tell you about her first. She's a fifty eight year old widow who looks young enough to be my mother's sister instead of her mother. Oh, yeah! I'm eighteen. And like most guys my age, I have a super hard cock. That's what my Grandma Evelyn liked about me. And. The skirt portionhad an overlay of shimmering, sheer netting, in what I was told was glasssilk, in white. To finish the skirt off, there were lots of alternatingpale pink and white bows around the hem, along with ribbons, bows, and laceall over. The final, over-the-top addition was a wide white sash that tiedinto a huge bow in the back, just like the bridesmaids. Admittedly, thedress looked as though it was intended for a much younger girl, but theeffect it had on me, as I watched her walk. By now Ron’s tongue led me to my first orgasm, as my hips swayed upward to meet his tongue. As my orgasm subsided, he gently moved me from the couch to the bed. I decided I would invite him to take my ass by getting on all fours near the edge of the bed to present him the gift of my tight anus. Ron knew exactly what to do; he got some cold gel and lubed my asshole while gently inserting a finger into my awaiting opening. I moaned and squirmed from his gentle probing. But then a strange feeling. ”I could hardly believe what I was hearing. It almost seemed like Ed was endorsing me touching his Dad’s genitals and having his Dad stare at my big tits. He didn’t seem to understand how arousing his Dad’s big cock was to me, or else he just wasn’t concerned about it. I decided that I had done my part by bringing it up, and would just continue helping Dad and see how it went in the coming days.The rest of the week went pretty much like the first day, and Ed was right in that I was getting used.