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In the Long Run

Copyright© 2024 by The Horse With No Name

Chapter 89: Lydia, Grandma

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 89: Lydia, Grandma - Mark and Lydia hit a lot of bumps during the cold war and fate eventually brings them to the other side of the globe, but even there the challenges don't end. This is the founding story of my planned "It's always the Germans" universe, which will be created when this story reaches the year 1998.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   mt/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Fiction   Sports   Incest   Mother   Son   Light Bond   Orgy   Anal Sex   Double Penetration   Exhibitionism   First   Fisting   Massage   Oral Sex   Pegging   Petting   Nudism  

Lydia

Mark and Nadja seemed to be intent to go all the way while Jenny just sat next to them, completely transfixed by the close-up look she got of Nadja pleasuring Mark, and if her rock-hard little nipples were anything to go by, she was also very aroused. We could only hope this wouldn’t backfire.

Mark closed his eyes and grunted loudly as he spilled into Nadja’s mouth. She coughed a bit, so I saw my suspicion confirmed that he had come quite explosively. She grabbed a glass of water and washed down the payload while Mark turned to Jenny.

“See? Not very hard. If you have any more questions, auntie Nadja will gladly answer them.”

He kissed her on the tip of her nose and left the room as if nothing had happened.

“I ... uh ... I need to go somewhere,” Jenny stuttered, blushing heavily.

“Close the door, honey,” Meri said with a chuckle as Jenny rushed up the stairs to her room.

“Holy shit,” Femke swore. “You planned that, didn’t you?”

“I’m the one with the most recent experience of having done that the first time,” Nadja said. “We decided it was best I’m the one she comes to if she has any questions.”

“Wait, you had never done oral before meeting Mark?” Femke asked.

“Not with a guy, no,” Nadja admitted with a slight blush. “Mark had to teach me.”

“Well, you’ve certainly learned fast,” Femke said with a chuckle. “But girls, aren’t you a little worried? She was so fascinated with it, and is probably diddling the crap out herself right now. What if she wants to try it herself? She and Mark slept in the same bed the last two nights.”

“And they will probably do so again tonight,” Regina answered. “First of all, there’s Feli in between them and secondly, you underestimate just how much she’s obsessed with Matt. She’s probably feeling a bit guilty for having seen another guy’s dick. She wouldn’t touch it if you put a gun to her head. If nothing else, seeing how they have bonded the last two weeks, she would be way too frightened to freak out Mark.”

“That was the reason for the ‘lesson’,” Nadja added. “She thinks about nothing else than giving her Matt a welcome he’ll never forget, so we decided to show her how. The real hero is Mark here. He didn’t like the idea at all, but he did it, so Jenny could learn. In fact I bet he’s probably in the guest house, moping right now.”

“Let me take care of that,” I said and fetched two bottles of beer from the fridge.

Mark

I was sitting on the large bed in the guest house, cross-legged and pondering the ramifications of what Nadja and I had done. I was interrupted by Lydia’s arrival and she was bearing gifts – two beers. I stretched out my legs and she sat down between them, resting her back against my chest. Normally that pose meant she was not averse to me playing with her tits, but today I just slung my arms around her waist and we sat, silently, cheek to cheek.

“Well, buster, that was either the bravest or the stupidest thing you’ve ever done,” she said calmly.

I sighed. “Yeah, I’m trying to determine the answer to that myself.”

“If my opinion counts for anything,” she replied. “I think you’ve done the right thing. We all know by now that we can count our lucky stars if Jenny doesn’t zip Matt’s pants open right there at the airport. At least she has all the important clues now and won’t take pointers from a porn mag.”

“I hope so. That had to be the least satisfying blowjob I’ve ever gotten, and it was not for fault of Nadja’s technique.”

“And it’s not over yet,” Lydia explained. “We will be all yours in the evening, but you will have to sleep in Jenny’s room again. Else she will think you are avoiding her because she watched you and Nadja.”

I shrugged. “She’s wearing her nightgown and Feli is sleeping in between us, so I’m not worried she’d be getting fancy ideas.”

“Why don’t you let her sleep then like she normally does, naked?”

“There is a boy coming here next year who has been waiting over four years to finally meet the girl of his dreams. Do you want to explain to him that she had slept in my bed without clothes on?”

“Ah, now I get it,” Lydia said. “You are not afraid of Jenny getting fancy ideas, but of Matt getting jealous?”

“Those two have been waiting for each other all the way since ‘96. We shouldn’t be sowing distrust between them. Do I need to remind you of my tantrum when I found out you’d been naked infront of a photographer from the Playboy all the way back in 1989? Matt will be roughly the same age when he arrives here.”

“Oh dear, I had completely forgotten about that,” Lydia said with a chuckle. “I see where you’re coming from. You had all kinds of horror visions, how the guy had touched me and perhaps even more. True, that wouldn’t be fair to Matt. Guess she’ll have to keep that nightgown on after all if she wants to have you as a sleeping companion.”

“It’s not even that she wants me in her bed. I’ve noticed she keeps pushing Feli gently towards me in the night. She doesn’t want lose the privilege of having her little sister with her at night, so in her logic, if her and Feli’s dad is also there, nothing needs to be changed.”

Lydia laughed softly. “Yes, that sounds like Jenny-logic. That gives me an idea. Why don’t we use that logic to our advantage?”

“What do you have in mind?” I asked.

“Both you and Nadja have spent very little time with your own daughter, due to our constantly being on the move. And now that Jenny has worked out who you really are, I can finally lay claim to my role as Feli’s grandmother. We could take turns. That way Jenny can keep her sister with her at night, and it will be much easier to accept for Matt that you weren’t in that bed because of Jenny, but because of Feli. After all Nadja and I will have been too.”

I moved around to face Lydia and kissed her. “You’re not only the hottest grandma around, you’re also the sharpest.”

“Claim your prize for that compliment later tonight, buster, just after the spanking for calling me grandma.”

We both had to laugh.

“Finish your beer and we go back to the others. Jenny should be done by now, and she could become insecure if you’re not there.”

“She went to her room afterwards,” I suspected and Lydia nodded with a grin.

Regina

Well, that talk had gone much better than expected. When Lydia and Mark came back, they were all smiles. Jenny had returned as well, still blushing because she knew that we knew what she had been doing in her room. The only thing that had changed was that Mark had put on his customary tastelessly garish Bermuda shorts.

Jenny walked up to Mark, and to his utter surprise she put a little clumsy kiss square on his lips. I don’t think I had ever seen his eyes this wide.

“Thank you,” she said. “I know this must have been weird for you and auntie Nadja, but I think I know now what I wanted to know.”

“Well, we won’t make a habit of it,” Mark said after regaining his wits.

“You don’t need to,” Jenny said with a giggle. “I’ve seen how to get stuffed into a washing machine and how a girl can make her boyfriend feel really good. I think Matt and I will work out the rest on our own.”

Both Mark and I looked at each other and we blushed a bit. Femke roared with laughter. “Atta girl!”

“Jenny, can I ask you something?” Lydia chipped in when the laughter had died down, and Jenny nodded dutifully.

“Why did you really ask your dad to sleep in your room?”

The room fell silent as nobody knew where this was going,

“Um ... ah...,” Jenny stuttered and blushed an alarming shade of crimson as if she had be caught doing something naughty. “Not what you think,” she added hastily.

“Relax, honey,” Mark chipped in before Jenny would start to panic, and she looked like starting to any moment. “It is because of Feli, isn’t it?”

Jenny nodded, still looking like she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

“I want to have her in my room, but it isn’t fair to dad, because ... and I thought...”

“And you thought you could kill two birds with one stone,” Lydia helped her out, smiling at her. “You can stay with your sister without taking her away from her dad.”

Jenny nodded again.

“Nobody will take her away from you,” Lydia said, still smiling warmly at Jenny, who visibly relaxed when she heard that promise. “But you have to keep in mind that Feli has a mother and a grandmother too.”

“Grandmother?” Jenny asked, her eyes going wide.

“You’ve worked out a year ago who my mother is, didn’t you?” Mark asked her. “By definition that makes her Feli’s grandmother.”

She thought for a moment and then stared at Lydia, clutching her mouth as the proverbial penny dropped.

“I ... I never thought about that,” she stammered. “You don’t look like a grandma at all!”

“Well, I have heard that before today,” Lydia said with a look at Mark.

Suddenly Jenny doubled over and started laughing, like really laughing. It was so infectious we all started to cackle without knowing what was going on. We were all waiting for Jenny to stop, and we had to wait for a long time.

“I’m so sorry,” Jenny said, completely out of breath and tears of laughter streaming down her face. “I ... I just had this ... this picture in my head...”

We all waited a bit longer, most of us trying to contain our own mirth.

“This picture of ... Feli ... showing her friends how her granny won the marathon at the Olympics.”

The last part of the sentence was basically one word that she pressed out before clutching her mouth again and running out. We could hear her lose her shit in the backyard. She was howling with laughter. And so were we.

“You will never hear the end of that one, girl,” Femke told Lydia in between laughing fits.

Lydia

It was always going to be weird to be called a grandmother at the age of forty, but being reminded that I won a friggin’ gold medal while being a granny was oddly satisfying, so I didn’t mind that everyone was laughing at my expense. Heck, for all I knew, I was laughing the loudest, at least of those who were inside the house.

When the laughter had died down, Jenny came back in looking somewhat contrite, her face a veritable mess from the tears of laughter that had streamed down it. I held out my arms for a hug to make sure she didn’t think I was angry with her.

“I’m sorry,” Jenny said as she hugged me close.

“What for, honey,” I declined the unnecessary apology. “You only told the truth and I think none of us has laughed that hard in a long time. And winning a gold medal as a granny is quite feat, wouldn’t you say?”

“Has that ever happened before?” Jenny asked, smiling with relief that I wasn’t offended.

“There are a few,” I said. “But usually in things like archery, shooting or sailing. In the marathon I’m definitely the first.”

Then Jenny seemed to have an idea and she gave me a beaming smile. “Aren’t you technically my grandma too? I know Mark isn’t my real dad, but you know what I mean.”

“I know,” I said and gave her a peck on the tip of her nose, the way Mark always did. “If you want to exchange auntie Lydia for grandma Lydia, I’m okay with that.”

Jenny thought about it for a while and then she shook her head. “You know what, I’ll stay with auntie. You look way too young. People would think I’m a nutcase.”

We all chuckled at that.

Meri

Jenny bounced up the stairs to her room, but stopped halfway up when she heard us chuckle.

“I’m gonna wash and get Feli from the daycare center, not what you think ... again.”

We cackled some more.

“Dad, can Feli and I stay at your place? Then you guys can do whatever you plan to do.”

“Sure,” Mark answered with a smile. “The toys are in the living room closet.”

“The adult toys or the ones for Feli?” Jenny asked back.

“Don’t push it,” Mark warned her with a chuckle and she sped off.

“Oh man, my tit hurts,” Femke said, rubbing said mammary feature. “I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so much in a single day. Matt has no idea what’s going to hit him when he runs into that girl.”

“Right, you stay here,” Mark decreed. “I’m gonna get the fire going so you won’t freeze. I’m in the mood for some proper adult action tonight.”

“Are we eating as well?” Regina asked. “Other than pussy, I mean.”

“Few slabs of meat should do it, or whatever the nutrition police signs off on.”

“Yeah, yeah, make me the bad guy again,” I said with a chuckle.

Lydia

Well, Mark had not exaggerated when he had announced that we has in the mood for some adult action, but first there was the maintenance work. Pubic hair was a problem when wearing a tight track suit on a marathon run or in cycling, not so much in the relatively loose winter kit we used for skiing, so none of us had bothered to clean up down there and we had all returned from Iceland with more than a little stubble between the legs.

That was soon going to be history, as Mark had insisted to shave each and every one of us. The tent, once our home on the Prerow vacations, was still standing, so all he had to do was putting up the collapsible massage bench and he was ready to go. Warm water wasn’t a problem, after all there was a camp fire burning outside and the utensils were all there in our ‘doctor’s bag’ that we took to all our trips.

 
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