Chapter 1

Eric with the help of Kristy had already dominated her parents, with a drug called “Sandman’s Promise” which could render someone into a suggestive sleepwalking state for 12 hours, allowing them to experience vivid dreams and perform complex actions without any memory of doing so upon waking.

The drug was odourless, colourless, and tasteless, making it easy to slip into her parent’s evening tea without them noticing. Now Eric would use it on his own, Kristy’s parents had been the field test, now his were the target, in particular his sixty-year-old grandmother. He’d drugged all three of them obviously to have his way with them. All he had to do was spike their own evening tea and then set out his elaborate roleplay for his grandmother Veronica.

He arrived at his house shortly after his taboo adventure in Kristy’s home. Unlocking his front door, he looked at himself in the corridor mirror, noting the unremarkable face staring back at him, the steady gaze of dark brown eyes matching his chocolaty skin colour inherited from his African American father and his grandmother who lived with them, his mother being of Cuban descent.

His grandmother though had never quite gotten’ a liking to his mother, whether through stubbornness or something more deep-seated, he’d never found out, although she seemed to like him plenty, as he made his way to the kitchen to prepare the evening tea for all three of them. Eric himself never having gotten’ a taste for it.

All three generous cups were laden on a single plate, the simple innocuous designs matching their serving plates in plain white, their contents drugged from the handy vial of “Sandman’s Promise”, he’d secreted to Kristy’s house but hadn’t found any need to use. As he watched his father and mother make small talk as they sipped their cups. He waited, scrolling through his phone idly as he allowed his grandmothers cup to cool, knowing she hated burning her tongue on her tea, she was probably already waiting in anticipation in her room, preferring her own company over her son with his wife as a couple on most nights.

The first signs of the drug taking effect was a glazed over look in their eyes, as he waited patiently.

Within minutes, Eric’s mother, Leila, and his father James, began to slump into their chairs, their eyelids growing heavy. The muffled sounds of their conversation faded into silence as the room was filled with the gentle clink of teaspoons against china. The warm, cosy atmosphere of the room grew thick with anticipation. Eric felt his heart racing as he watched his plan unfold before him.

Leila was the first to succumb, her head lolling to the side as she slipped into a deep, dreamless sleep. James followed shortly after, his robust frame going slack as he leaned back into his chair. He got up commanding his parents “wait here until I return with more instructions and nothing else”, he said with a smirk, leaving the room with the plate/coaster bearing the last drugged teacup, heading for his grandmothers room.

He found her sitting in her rocking chair, her knitting needles clicking away at a pace that slowed dramatically as he entered. He approached her casually so as to not arouse her suspicion, setting the tea on the side table by her chair. He took a seat next to her. She was always capable of sporting some idle chatter about either of their days, local news or the latest bug up his abrasive and critical mother’s ass, forming a casual friendship between them.

He talked about random parts of his day, as she sipped her tea, omitting the obvious visit to Kristy’s house and exploitation of her parents. His eyes wandering innocently over her body. Even at sixty she was eye-catching or at least to him she was, with a sagging naturally busty chest and overweight mature figure, what he knew to be a hairy pussy, from the hidden cameras he’d placed in her room, wrinkles galore that only seemed to heighten her vulnerability in her old age, attracting him immensely along with her long black hair she usually wore into a long braided ponytail reaching down her back and general lack of makeup that made her wholly unique and natural looking, apart from her large ass he wanted to even now lose himself in, by burying his face in it.

He watched for the signs once again that drug had taken effect, his grandmother’s eyes glazed over as she continued to sip her tea, oblivious to the fate that awaited her. He felt a twinge of excitement and guilt intertwine in his chest, but the former quickly overpowered the latter. Eric knew this was what he wanted and now that the moment had come, there was no turning back.

When she was fully under its effect he gently retrieved the cup from her unresisting hands and set it down on the night table. She was wearing a long, loosely flowing sundress of dark green with spiral patterns repeated in a pleasant pattern over the entire length of the dress that drew his eye momentarily as it shaped itself around her figure perfectly. Snapping himself back into focus with a light shake of his head, he began.

“Gran, I want you to play along with a roleplay I have in store for you, okay?”, he told her with a gentle smile, his voice a soft whisper that seemed to coax her deeper into the haze of the drug. She nodded drowsily, her eyes fluttering shut as she leaned into him, trusting him completely. “Okay, now imagine that in the current world we live in incestuous relationships are not only accepted by society but encouraged to promote closeness and intimacy in families. And now for the first time you and me are going to have sex and even though you are unsure this’ll bring you closer to me and our family, you’ve decided you’re not going to risk creating a greater rift in our family by not doing so, even though internally, it makes you uncomfortable. I need you to be completely lucid as you do this, reacting as you would yourself”, he instructed her, choosing his words carefully so as to leave no room for a potential backfire.

Her eyes remained closed, but her expression tightened slightly at the mention of incest, her mind fighting against the seductive power of the drug. Eric could see the internal struggle playing out on her face, but ultimately, she nodded again, complying with his every word. Within moments it was like a switch had been flipped and Veronica’s eyelids snapped open, his instructions fully taking hold as she became completely cognitive following his imbedded instructions.

“Okay gran, maybe we should test the waters with something simple first, like kissing?”, he offered she was hesitant at first, her discomfort obviously showing, never having been to easily truck with societies accepted norms as most people were, but conceding begrudgingly this time as she said “Alright, let’s just get this over with”, she said as she stood up, facing him. “I’ll start off with a series of smaller kisses, then build up to the bigger one’s”, he said softly.

“At the same time my hands will roam gently over different parts of your body as we kiss, so we can appreciate the closeness of the act, as is intended, but your free to not to agree with me on that, as always”, he said as he looked into her eyes.

His grandmother never able to help herself in any conversation, often managed to find a way to turn what would have been a simple nod or a yes or no into a way to bolster her position “Okay Eric, if we must, but remember I’m old, I can’t handle much of this kind of intimacy anymore”, she said with a resigned sigh, her voice thick with the effects of the drug. Eric felt his arousal spike at her words, the forbidden nature of their interaction only fuelling his desire.

“Don’t worry grandma, I’ll be observant and I’ll make sure I give you only as much as you can take, unless you indicate otherwise”, he said with an innocent smile as he leaned in, kissing either cheek first before he reached behind her head with both hands, his fingers tracing the roots of her twin braided ponytails as he pressed his lips to hers, their age difference, their family bond all but forgotten in the thrall of the drug.

He noted her reaction as she stiffened at first but gradually relaxed into the kiss, as he parted her reluctant lips with his tongue, feeling as she responded, fighting the drug’s effects, trembling in concentration it took to fight it, as he tasted the sweetness of her mouth, the faint mint of toothpaste and the warmth of her breath, a stark contrast to the coldness of the room. Eric felt a shiver run down his spine as he deepened the kiss, his hands moving to caress her shoulders and then sliding down to her breasts.

Her eyes were wide open and unbelieving as he prolonged the kiss, drawing her closer to him to give his hands greater access to her body.

He could feel her breath hitch in her throat as his hands slid under the hem of her loosely flowing sundress, sinking into the warm flesh of her large, inviting ass. He’d often dreamed about kneading it so tenderly as he was now, her skin was smooth to the touch, despite the age spots and wrinkles that adorned her body like a map of her life. Eric’s pulse quickened as he felt her body responding to his touch, her cheeks flushing a deep red, which he knew wasn’t just from the heat of the room.

His tongue danced with hers, exploring every crevice of her mouth as she let out a soft moan, her body responding to his touch despite her initial hesitation. Eric felt his cock swell in his pants, straining against the fabric as he continued to fondle her ample ass, feeling her stiffen in his unfamiliar embrace. He knew that he had to be careful, to not push her too far too quickly.

Breaking the kiss, he said “how about we undress before we do anything more “messy” in here”, he said with a fiendish grin, which sent a bodily shiver through her body before she replied.

“Okay Eric, but remember I’m not as young as I used to be”, she replied, a hint of trepidation in her voice. Her hands shifting over her flowing sundress to undo the buttons that ran down the back of her neck, her movements sluggish but compliant. Eric took this as an opportunity to start removing his own clothes, his hands shaking slightly as he unbuttoned his shirt and stepped out of his jeans, his erection now pressing against the fabric of his boxers, which he removed happily.

As Veronica removed and neatly folded her dress in the corner, removing her black lace bra that barely contained her voluminous, natural bust and her matching underwear. Her overweight appearance an aphrodisiac to her grandson from the look in his eyes, as her hairy mound of dark pubic hair stood proudly for all to see.

Her eyes darted in horror at the monstrous sight of her grandsons erect cock, it made the rest of his body look like it hadn’t caught up to its massive size, when set against his thin but not unhealthy build, which only made the gravity of what they were about to do set in all the harder.

“Okay grandma, just sit down and we’ll begin, I need you to lubricate me naturally with a blowjob before I go in, for both our comforts”, he said innocently.

Her eyes widened with shock and fear, but the drug held sway over her and she found herself agreeing as she sat back in her armchair saying, “Okay Eric, but remember to be gentle,” she whispered, her voice quivering. He nodded solemnly, approaching her with a mix of excitement and apprehension. The tip of his cock hovering just over her lips, waiting for her to take the first step, as the monstrous head would probably be the only part of him he could fit in her mouth.

Her eyes remained glued to his as she leaned in, her mouth opening tentatively to take him in. The warmth of her breath sent a shiver down his spine as her lips parted and she took the tip of his erection into her mouth. Her tongue flicked out, tasting him as he watched her face contort with the effort of accommodating his size. Eric felt a strange mix of emotions, guilt and lust swirling within him as he saw his grandmother, a woman he’d known his whole life, now acting out his darkest desires.

He reached down to cup her cheek, his thumb tracing the line of her jaw as he whispered encouragements. “That’s it, momma bear. Take it slow. Just like that.” Her eyes fluttered closed as she took more of him in, her cheeks hollowing out as she began to suck with more confidence. The sound of her wet mouth on his skin filled the room, a stark contrast to the otherwise quiet evening.

Veronica’s hands gripped the armrests of her chair, her knuckles white with the effort of holding back her revulsion. Yet, the drug compelled her to continue, her mind a haze of conflicting thoughts and feelings.

As Eric’s cock grew slick with her saliva, he began to thrust gently, guiding her movements with his hand on the back of her head. She could feel the weight of his gaze on her, his eyes dark with desire as he watched her perform the unthinkable act.

This was unbelievable! Eric thought to himself as he watched his grandmother’s plump lips stretched around his shaft, her cheeks hollowing and filling with each bob of her head. The sight was more arousing than any porn he’d ever watched, the reality of the situation adding a layer of intensity that no video could match.

“I’m gonna’ let you judge gran, how much I need to be lubricated before I enter you. Bear in mind it might grow even more aroused and therefore bigger with a partner”, he said with a smirk, watching her reaction to the explicitness of his words. Her eyes widened even more, a clear sign of the drug’s potency as she struggled to process the situation.

He watched as she took in his words, her mind racing to keep up with the depraved scenario she found herself in.

“Alright Eric,” she murmured, her voice muffled by his cock. She bobbed her head up and down with more vigour now, her cheeks flushing deeper with every passing second. Warm saliva coated his shaft as she worked it with her mouth, her teeth grazing him lightly as she tried to keep her gag reflex at bay.

Her eyes never left his, the fear and confusion in them only serving to excite him further. He could see the internal battle she was fighting, but the drug had won out, and she was his to control. He watched her closely, looking for any signs of distress that were beyond the forced compliance of the “Sandman’s Promise.”

Veronica popped his monstrous head from her mouth and began using the entire length of her tongue to coat his shaft with her saliva, her eyes never leaving his. It was a sight to behold, his grandmother, a woman he’d known all his life, now acting out his most twisted desires. The reality was so intense, so real, that it was overwhelming him with a mix of arousal and disbelief.

He could feel his cock growing harder and more sensitive with each pass of her tongue, the anticipation of what was to come making his knees tremble. He knew he couldn’t hold out much longer, but he had to be sure she was ready. “Good, Gran,” he murmured, his voice thick with need. “Now, let’s move on to the main event.”

Already in her armchair he laid her back and hooked each leg over an armrest, spreading her open to him. Resting the massively sized head of his erection that dwarfed even her sagging opening, against her clit, he said “do you mind doing the honours gram, it is your body after all that were sharing”, his tone gleefully innocent.

Veronica responded saying “Okay Eric, if that’s what you want,” her voice barely a whisper. Eric felt a thrill of excitement as he watched his grandmother’s hand tremble as it reached down to guide his cock. She paused for a moment, her eyes searching his, as if looking for any sign of regret or hesitation. Finding none, she pushed the tip of his erection into her, gasping as the pressure built.

For Veronica it was like childbirth in reverse, the pain and the fear all too real as she felt herself being stretched by something she’d never even dared to imagine. Eric watched with rapt attention, his eyes never leaving hers as he felt the tightness of her pussy giving way to the unyielding pressure of his cock. Her walls clenched around him, her body’s involuntary protest to the intrusion, but she didn’t pull away. He sank into her, inch by torturous inch, her eyes never leaving his as she felt her body betraying her. He began moving softly at first, a moan of ecstasy escaping his mouth with every thrust, her eyes never leaving his as she felt her body’s natural lubrication coating him as he pushed deeper.

“Oh”, he said finally “your so good for me grandma, I can’t believe we didn’t do this sooner”, he whispered as he pushed into her, her eyes wide with shock and fear, her mouth agape as she took in every sensation. The drug had her fully under his control, but the realization of what was happening was setting in, her body trembling beneath him as she felt the full length of his cock inside her.

“Don’t worry”, he said “I’ll be gentle until you don’t want me to be”, he said with a fiendish smile as he leaned in close and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth once more as he felt her body quiver under his touch.

“And don’t worry about either of us not getting the full experience, obviously that’s why I’m going in raw and keeping in mind with what you said before about your age, there should be no problem with me coming inside you right?”, he said as a fresh moan escaping his lips