Smoke Like a Whore - illustrated
Copyright© 2024 by Creepy Uncle Pete
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - When Marie gets caught smoking, her mother gives her an ultimatum. If she wants to keep smoking like a dirty whore, she needs to suck and fuck her stepfather like a dirty whore. - - - Includes teens drinking, smoking, and screwing.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Coercion Consensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Incest Mother Daughter Grand Parent Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Exhibitionism Oral Sex Safe Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism Smoking Caution Prostitution Illustrated
I watched my granny sucking Keith’s dick in the bathroom quite a while, maybe five minutes, until she pulled back and it left her mouth with a wet “Pop!” She turned toward me and asked, “Want to know what oral sex feels like, Marie? I like girls, too.”
Keith offered, “I’ll buy you a car when you get your license, if you do it with her and let me watch once a month, like your mom does. Please?”
My shocked response was, “Gah! Um ... ah...”
He added, “A nice new car. Maybe a convertible?”
I was overwhelmed and thought a moment. I replied, “I uh ... can we talk about it later?”
Gran wiped herself, then stood from the toilet and pulled up her panties. She said, “Sure. I’ll leave you two in peace ‘til breakfast. Throw your clothes in the washer. My house is clothing-optional.” She licked his lips and said, “His hardon needs some relief, and his bedtime snack is between your legs. Just sit on towels before you do anything wet and sticky.”
She giggled, squeezed one of my breasts gently, and winked at him. It felt oddly nice. Gran kissed my lips and licked my teeth briefly, before she walked upstairs. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. Incest was a nasty idea, and she was triple my age! Still, I was aroused and unsure of what I really wanted.
(Keith)
Heidi French kissing her granddaughter was very exciting! I eagerly anticipated watching them make love, but noticed Marie was quite stressed out. I had a boner and then some from Heidi’s skillful fellatio, but concern for Marie overrode my arousal. I suggested, “You’re safe. Nobody will force you to do anything. How about we get a snack and relax on the couch?”
She looked relieved and said, “Sounds good.” I followed her to the kitchen nude, and she glanced at my softening groin several times. I opened the fridge. I should have expected Heidi would have a dozen bottles of wine chilling, but no beer. The only food was a bottle of mustard and half a bag of limes. I sighed as my young and sexy new lover asked, “I’m out of cigs. Can I get some of Gran’s?”
I looked in the pantry where she kept them and only found an empty carton. I groaned and complained, “She’s out of cigarettes, out of beer ... there’s nothing for breakfast tomorrow, either. Unless you want macaroni with limes and mustard.” She giggled a bit. I thought a moment and said, “I guess we need to go shopping.”
I dressed, then we walked three blocks to a convenience store holding hands. I suggested, “I’ll buy you a pack of cigs, if you let me play with those nice little boobs and get me off with your mouth again?”
“Um, but then I’d just run out tomorrow. Umm ... a carton, ten packs, if I let you screw me?” The expression on her face showed she was eager for dick.
“How about a carton if I can have your hot little pussy all night, and all I want tomorrow?”
She kissed me and smiled. “Deal! Uh, I was wondering something. Sometimes my dad would say Mom was a dynamite girl, but Auntie Hope is a musket girl, and Granny is a cannon. What the heck does that mean?”