Chapter 4

November 7th, 1955 - Baines’s Residence:

It was evening and Marty was standing in front of Baines, waiting for someone to answer it after he knocked on the door. Since he left Lou’s Cafe after dealing with Biff and his friends, he went to Doc’s home where he found the older man watching the video about his future self, then he showed Marty his plans to send him back into the future. That is when Lorraine knocked on the door, where she told him she wanted a man who was strong and who could protect those who they loved, so she wanted him to ask her to the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance. Being put on the spot like that, and so did so.

After which, he went to see his future father to let him know what was going on. George wasn’t happy to hear this and asked how he was going to get Lorraine to date him now if Marty was going with her. Marty explained that Lorraine had caught him off guard and did what she wanted. But the plan for him (George) to ask Lorraine out was still on. Marty just needed a few days to convince Lorraine to go with George. George wasn’t happy but wanting to get the young man out of his life, he went with Marty’s plan.

After this, Marty went to see Lorraine, to get her to go with George to the dance and hopefully marry and have him in the future. Now at Lorraine’s home, he knocked on the door and was waiting for Lorraine to answer it. He was shocked to find that it wasn’t Lorraine who answered the door, but his Grandmother Stella. He could recognise her right away thanks to the photos he saw of them in the future. The photos didn’t do her any justice. Although near her forties, she was still good looking and sexy. He could understand where his mother got her looks from.

“Calvin Klein, nice to meet you again, up and walking.” said his grandmother.

“You are?” asked Marty, pretending not to know who the woman was.

“Oh, you wouldn’t know who I am. I’m Stella Baines, Lorrain’s mother.” Stella introduced herself to her future grandson.

“Hi Mrs. Baines, I would like to thank you for allowing your daughter to look after me whilst I was knocked out.” Marty thanked his grandmother.

“No problem, it was the least we could do seeing how my husband knocked you down in the first place.” Stella waved off the thanks, “I just wished we were here when you came to, but Lorrain’s grandpa had an accident and we had to go to him to look after him.”

“No problem. My parents told me that family comes first.” Marty told her with a smile, “Anyway, Lorraine took good care of me whilst you were away.”

“Knowing my daughter, I bet she did.” Stella said with what seemed to be a knowing smile, like she knew that her daughter and him and sex with each other. But for whatever reason, she wasn’t going to say anything.

“Sorry if I seem to be rude, Mrs. Baines, but is Lorraine here?” Marty asked politely. “I would like to talk to her.”

“I’m sorry but no, her father just took her to her friends,” explained his grandmother, “me and my husband only returned here to get a few things for our other children and ourselves, before we return to my father for another week or two. We would have taken Lorraine with us, but she told us about the dance and wanting to stay in town for school. So her father took her to her friends so that someone could look out for her.”

“Oh, I see. In that case, I leave Mrs. Baines.” Marty said with a sigh, not happy about this turn of events.

“Wait one moment, please come in,” said Stella, “I’ll give you her friend’s address so you can visit her.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Baines.” Marty thanked his grandmother as he walked into the house.

“Please call me Stella. Mrs. Baines makes me sound like a grandmother.” Stella told her future grandson, “I’m only thirty-eight. Do I look like a grandmother to you?”

She struck a pose like a model with a hand behind her neck and another on her hip. Stella was wearing a light blue dress that stretched tightly across her ample tits. She smiled at him with her pretty brown eyes. Stella might have been his grandmother, but she looked more like a pin-up girl at the moment.

“Um, well, no Mrs. B ... uh Stella,” Marty fumbled. “You look, uh, really nice.”

“Thank you, Calvin, I wish my husband thought so. He doesn’t seem to take notice anymore.” Stella said with a sigh, as she took his arm and escorted him into the living room. “Lorraine tells me you are taking her to the ‘Enchantment Under the Sea’ dance. I am so happy to see her dating again after that college boy broke her heart. I never really liked him. He was too old for her.”

It shocked Marty to hear that his mother dated someone from college. Sure, he learned that his mother wasn’t as pure as she made herself out to be. Despite that, he thought she was only dating those of her age.

“Yeah, um, about the dance, I’m un...” began Marty, trying to explain that he couldn’t take her but had someone else in mind.

“Exactly what I wanted to talk to you about Calvin,” she said before he could finish, as she was looking for something but couldn’t find it. “Would you mind coming back to my bedroom? I can’t find my address book. I think I left it in my room. Not only that, but there are things about Lorraine you need to know.”

Stella guided Marty out of the living room and upstairs and into her bedroom. She then asked him to sit on the side of the bed as she went to the bedside table, where she picked up the address book and looked through it. After a few moments, she picked up a price of paper and wrote the address down. Afterwards, she stood directly in front of him.

“As I told you, she dated a college boy, but what I didn’t tell you is that it didn’t end on good terms.” explained Stella with a sad sigh, “I’ve only heard bits here and there, but I’m afraid that her heart might not have been the only thing that the college boy broke.” his grandmother told him, as to Marty’s shock, she reached behind her back and unzipped her dress. “It’s hard for a mother when she learns that her daughter is no longer pure. A few young people today don’t want to wait for marriage anymore, do they, Calvin?”

She pulled her arms from the sleeves and let her dress fall to the floor. Marty sat there in shock. He did not know how to respond. Lorraine told him that her mother had told her repeatedly that she should act like a proper lady, but here she was getting undressed in front of a young boy. A boy who could be old enough to be her son.

“Um ... Uh...” muttered Marty, unable to come up with anything to say.

“I’m embarrassing you, aren’t I?” Grandma Stella asked with a smirk, while reaching under her slip and pulling down her panties. “You seem like a nice boy, Calvin, but these days, even nice boys and nice girls are having sex. I’m a little jealous, actually. When I was your age, we had to be very careful about that kind of thing.”

“Uh look ... Mrs. Baines ... Stella,” Marty replied nervously, getting up from the bed. “Maybe I should...”

“Did you know I was listening in on the phone call you had with my husband?” she interrupted and pushed him back down, “Whilst my husband might not have recognized the sound, I knew what you and my daughter were doing. You were fucking my daughter as you talking to my husband, won’t you, Marty?”

She unfastened her bra and pulled it out from under her slip.

“Uh ... I...” he stammered.

“Of course, you were.” the grandmother said knowingly, “Now whilst I want to teach my daughter to be a proper young lady, I’m beginning to realize that, that isn’t going to be the case. Which in that case, as a mother, I only want what’s best for my daughter. If she’s going to have sex with boys, and apparently, she is, then I want to make sure that the boy she is with knows how to satisfy her properly.”

Stella pulled her slip over her head and threw it on the floor. She stood in front of Marty, completely naked. His eyes feasted on two huge tits that hung like melons from her chest. Dark brown inch-plus caps with eraser sized tips poked out at him. A triangle of dark curly hair tapered down between her legs.

“You’re young Calvin,” she said, stepping closer. “What you need is an experienced partner to teach you how to properly satisfy a woman.”

She dropped to her knees in front of him. Marty knew this was so wrong. She was more than twice his age. She was his grandmother. But he couldn’t push her away. That seeing how he already fucked his own mother, he also wanted to fuck his sexy grandmother too. To see who was better. He sat there as Stella unfastened his jeans and pulled them down to his knees. His hard cock bounced free.

“Just remember Calvin,” she said just before plunging her lips down his length, “That I only want what is best for my daughter.”

Stella took him deep into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his hard flesh. Marty moaned in pleasure as she found every nerve ending in his cock. She clamped her lips tightly around his shaft and moved them up and down his length in rapid fucking motions. Then she spit on his cock and took him deep into her throat. Several times she brought him to the brink of orgasm before squeezing his load back into his balls. Marty found she was way better than her daughter at this.

“That’s a very nice cock, Calvin,” Grandma Stella told him, as she lifted her drooling lips from his knob. “I approve. Now I want to see how well you eat pussy.”

She pushed him back onto the bed and straddled his head. Part of Marty didn’t like that his grandmother was controlling him, as he found that he loved being the one in control. But now, wanting to fuck his grandmother and knowing this was the fastest way for it to happen. He let it be for now.

So, doing as Stella wanted, Marty looked up at the pink folds peeking out from her gash in a forest of dark curly hair. She sank down into his mouth. Marty clamped his lips over her swollen mound and pushed his tongue into her steamy passage. She squirmed against him.

“That’s good Calvin. Move your tongue inside me. Oooohhhhh ... Now do my clit ... mmmmm...”

Stella slid her slimy folds down across his chin and then back up and over his nose. Marty’s tongue probed and licked her juicy cunt and hard clit. She smeared her sticky secretions across his face. It shocked Marty when she slid her asshole over his mouth.

“Lick me there Calvin. Girls like that.”

Marty was too excited to think about what he was doing. His tongue shot out and bathed her tight knot in saliva. She squirmed against it and dropped a hand between her legs. Two fingers plunged into her pussy. Marty could hear wet squishing sounds as she pumped them in and out. She slid a finger to her clit. Moments later her body stiffened.

“Oh, fuck ... UUUUNNNGGGHHHH ... AAAAGGGHHHH...”

Stella slid her pussy back over Marty’s mouth. Cunt juice sprayed into it like a burst of pee. Stella continued to rub her clit. Another orgasm gripped her pussy. More juices filled his mouth and dribbled down the sides of his face. She squirmed against his thrusting tongue flooding his mouth with more of her pungent juices.