Mummy Make Over
by MicaMeesha
Copyright© 2026 by MicaMeesha
Incest Sex Story: My Nan had been for a Mummy Make Over in Lithuania, new boobs, tummy and internals. She insisted that i inspect the changes fully.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Grand Parent .
“You haven’t seen your nan for ages,” Mica, my wife, said as we sat at the table after tea.
“No, well, she went to Lithuania for that holiday a few months ago and has pretty much kept herself to herself ever since. I have talked to her on the phone every week, as you know, but she hasn’t seemed to want to go out or see anyone or anything.”
“Well, that is not healthy. You need to go and see her.”
“Okay, you’re right, I will ring her and tell her I am coming over. I will go tomorrow morning.”
“Good. Now then, it is about time we had an early night. You go and shower first, and I will load the dishwasher, and I will be up.”
My heart leapt. She was right; we hadn’t had sex in nearly a week, a long time for us. No reason; we had just sort of gone to bed at different times, as we had been worn out at different times. Just one of those weeks.
I stripped off in the bedroom, put on underpants in the laundry, polo would do another day and into the ensuite. I turned the shower on, gave it a minute to stabilise and then stepped under; gosh, the water was warm. I stepped out of the flow and ran gel over myself and then lathered it with the scrunchy. Back under the water I let it flow and rinse away the suds. Oh, that felt good. I stepped out of the shower and stood and dripped for a while before drying myself with the towel. Back in the bedroom I pulled the quilt back and lay on the bed, playing a little with my dick to coax it into full readiness.
Mica came up and stripped; I never would tire of seeing Mica naked or even in lingerie. She is frankly stunning. She is a size 12, her hair is blond and shoulder-length, and she often, like today, wore it in a high ponytail, and I loved how her pony swung as she moved. Her boobs are a D, not even slightly showing the effects of gravity; nipples protrude around half an inch; and her areolas are small and discrete. Her waist is smaller than her hips, and her buttocks are round with no orange peel. A small lady tummy bulge just below her navel, and her crease starts with a dimple and goes down underneath. Her outer fanny lips are fat and hide her inner petals; only her nubbin just peeks out. All in all, an extremely tasty body, and it encourages me to keep myself in trim; I don’t want her to have reason to let her eyes roam.
As she went into the ensuite, I watched her bum move; it was as if it were chewing toffee, and I got even harder. She was in there about five minutes before she came out, all dry and ready. She climbed on the bed, dipped forward, and sucked my hard dick into her mouth. She moved her mouth up and down, orally shagging me, her hair, now loose, falling and splaying across my stomach, tickling as she moved. She had no mind-blowing technique, but I didn’t care about that; she was my wife, not a porn star.
She pulled back, my dick leaving her mouth with a pop. She came up to the bed and kissed me. “I hope that you can taste yourself,” she said between kisses. She moved her hips, and my dick slid into her valley. She reached down, grabbed my dick, and guided me into her hot and wet fanny. What a glorious sensation, one that no man can dispute, as I slipped deeper inside her, her fanny muscles constricted and clamped around my dick, squeezing, holding, my foreskin bunching up below my dickhead.
As I bottomed out inside her, she sat up, my dick fully buried, her eyes sparkling and mouth smiling. “Oh yes, baby,” she sighed as she started rocking back and forth, my dick sliding within her, my foreskin unrolling and re-rolling; the sensations on my glans were just incredible, almost orgasmic with every movement. I was gasping, my breath going in but not coming out. It had been a while for us, and this one wouldn’t last long.
Mica was panting too, and she put a hand down and touched her nubbin, and that released her floodgates, her fanny clamped hard on my dick, squeezing and squeezing. She pressed down hard on my groin with her hips, and her fingers scrunched into the bed mattress.
“Oh fuck,” she gasped as her orgasm released, and at that moment my dick erupted, spraying her fanny with spurt after spurt of my seed. She gasped once more and then collapsed down to lie across me, her nipples boring into my chest as her body released her tensions.
“I love you,” she said as she rolled off me, “but you have the wet patch tonight.” In the morning after I had showered and had breakfast, I sent a text to Nan telling her I was on the way and to put the kettle on. She lives about a fifteen-minute drive away, or half an hour on two buses, or about an hour’s walk. I drive. I pulled onto her drive and opened the front door.
“Only me, Nan,” I called.
“I’ll be down in a minute,” she replied from upstairs. I went into the kitchen and checked the kettle; it was cold. Oh well, I guess she doesn’t check her messages. I filled the kettle about halfway and turned it on to heat. I heard Nan coming downstairs, the soft pad of her feet on her steps. She came into the kitchen and hugged me tightly. ‘Careful, Nan, looks like you are only wearing a robe.’
“Hello Paul,” she said as she stepped back, “how are you?”
“I am fine, Nan, but more to the point, how are you?”
“Oh, I am fantastic, Paul, absolutely fantastic.”
“Oh good, your holiday in Lithuania helped then?”
“Oh yes, unbelievable. I was a little unsure, and it took me a few weeks to get over it, but my goodness, it was worth it.”
“What? What happened then? I thought you just went for a holiday. Even though I thought Lithuania was a strange place to go, I would have thought the Canaries would have been better.”
“No, Paul, they don’t do what I wanted in the Canaries; I went for a mummy makeover.”
“A what, nan?”
“A mummy makeover. They tighten up and lift and sort out a lady’s body.”
“They do what, nan? I don’t understand.”
“They lifted my boobs away from my navel, they got rid of my saggy tummy, and lifted things that had disappeared underneath back up front.”
“They did what? Plastic surgery. Are you telling me you had plastic surgery?”
“Yes.”
“My god.”
“Why are you so surprised?”
“I don’t know really; I suppose I didn’t think of my nan having surgery.”
“Well, I did, and the results are so much better, so very much better than I expected. Your grandad has been gone for three years; it was time I thought about myself.”
“Good for you, Nan. Are you going to date?”
“I may, but if I do and things progress upstairs, I want to look good, no saggy tits, and my Jack and Danny hidden from view.”
“Er, okay, nan?”
“Do you want to see?” “What?”
“Would you like to see the results of the surgeon’s work? Obviously, I have a before as a photo on my phone if you want to see that first.”
“I don’t think I need to see the before, Nan.” This was utterly surreal, and I have no idea how I am going to explain this to Mica, or even if I should.
“Let’s go upstairs; I don’t want to undress in my kitchen.” She turned and headed out of the kitchen and upstairs; I followed like a dutiful little puppy.
In her bedroom, Nan undid the belt of her robe and opened it, letting it fall to the floor, standing stark naked in front of me. I was flabbergasted. She honestly looked more like a thirty-year-old than a sixty-year-old. Her boobs were at the top of her chest, now probably a C cup, with no droop, no dangle. Below her stomach looked flat, her navel exactly where you would expect to see it, and below, the crease of her sex came up. There were no scars that I could see; the surgeon had done an incredible job.
“Wow, Nan,” I said.
“Touch them, touch my boobs, tell me, are they realistic?”
I stepped forward and hesitantly lifted a hand to her left boob, feeling it, my hand cupping it, and my finger and thumb automatically went around her nipple. Nan looked at me in the yes, a definite twinkle showing.
“Touch me down there; they not only moved it back up but tightened it, inside. Touch it, tell me what you feel.”
Jesus Christ, my nan wanted me to also touch her fanny. I let go of her boob and dropped my hand to her crease, sliding my finger between her lips, along her valley. Nan gasped when I rubbed against her nubbin.
“Wait,” she said, “let me get on the bed.”
Nan lay on the bed, her legs apart. “Now, come and touch me properly.”
I knelt on the bed, and again I slid my finger up and down her crease; I even circled her entrance.
“Properly,” she said, “inside.”
Oh my God. I pressed a finger at her entrance and pushed in, past her entrance and inside her. This was no loose fanny; it was nice and tight, tighter even than Mica.
“Get your clothes off and do it properly, inside me.”
Oh my God. I got off the bed, pulled my polo over my head, and then pushed my trousers and underpants down.
“Nice-looking dick, and I am glad that you got hard looking at me now, you know what to do.”
At that moment I thought, ‘Fuck it’ and ‘in for a penny.’ I leaned forward and ran my nose along the crease of her sex, pressing it against her nubbin. I loved the sound of her gasp. I slipped my hand under her chin, and as I pressed two fingers at her opening, I began to lick her nubbin. She was gasping and making ‘ooh’ sounds as I fingered and licked my nan in her bed, my fingers fully inside her tight fanny.
I moved my fingers apart and then together again and then made a come-here shape with my fingers, curling them up inside her, surprisingly, tight her fanny. I started to finger-shag her as I licked her nubbin, dabbing lightly, sucking it and nibbling it gently.
Nan’s fanny tightened around my fingers, and she gasped and then held my head.
“Enough, now fuck me.”
I moved up, and using my hand, I positioned my dick at her entrance and pushed, hard and unceasingly until my balls were resting below her fanny.
“Oh fuck, yes,” Nan said. “Yes, how does it feel?”
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