Joey: First of all, we’d like to
wish you all ‘Happy Holidays’, however you celebrate. It was a couple of days
before Christmas day when I received a call from Vanessa. We spoke for a bit on
what we’d been up to recently, had a bit of a laugh and a joke and it took
around ten minutes before Vanessa got to the point of her call.
“Are you busy on Christmas day at
all? I’m sure you are but I was wondering if I could ask a favour.” asked
Vanessa.
“Well, I’m going to spend the day
with Wendy, open gifts in the morning, we’ll probably go looking for some
Christmas day cock then we’ll head home and cook up a roast dinner. Could be a
fun day, we don’t really make a big deal of it honestly.” I replied “But sure,
what’s the favour sweetheart?”
“Well, my grandpa will be home
alone on Christmas day and, well, he’s getting old and his mind isn’t all
there. He’s a bit forgetful, I mean you know how old people get…” She started
to explain. She didn’t really talk much about her Grandfather but when she did
it was always about how his poor brain is breaking. It could be dementia or
just getting old and not as sharp as he used to be. She never complained about
his conditions but only showed concern because he was very much alone and she
would visit him regularly and help him out.
Apparently the old man was pretty
poor and, even though she’ll never admit to it, Vanessa often spent much of her
own money to make sure he had the medication he needed, food and other things.
Vanessa may be seen by many as a
feisty, sassy black slut but she does have a huge heart. Even if I didn’t know
anything else about her, I could hear it in her tone, coming from down the
phone, “… The thing is, I’m going to be tied up Christmas Day and won’t be able
to visit him. I wonder if you could pick up a few things for him for lunch and
just kind of pop around and say hello, check in on him for me please?”
I sat down in our large leather
sofa and watched as Wendy trying to wrap one last gift. I watched and wondered
how someone could get themselves more stuck with tape than the wrapping paper.
“Of course Vanessa! We’ll swing around and poke our noses in around mid
morning, is that ok?”
Vanessa seemed very relieved and
thanked me “Oh wow, thankyou Joey! I don’t know what to say. I’ll bring around
his shopping later today as well as his medication. He doesn’t eat too much and
it’s mostly microwave food so he can do it himself but I also have some gifts
for him and knowing someone is going to say hello on Christmas day makes me so
much better, thankyou Joey!”
I reassured her that it was fine
and it would be nice to meet ‘old gramps’. We’d heard from Vanessa that her
gramps can be a bit of a dirty old man and was a little bit of a fan of our
movies and media. Vanessa warned me that it is quite common for her to catch
her old gramps jerking off on the sofa even though he knew she was coming
around. He would just forget. I laughed and said “The day either Wendy or
myself get upset or offended by some old black guy jerking off, is the day that
maybe you should think about putting US in a home.” We both laughed and Wendy
looked back at me with a confused look on her face, clearly still struggling to
work out how to use sticky tape, judging by the state of her ‘wrapped’ gift.
Vanessa came by that night with
the shopping, medication, address and the front door key to her gramps’
apartment. She stuck around for a bit
and we hung out for a few hours before she headed out to get herself ready for
her Christmas Day.
Christmas morning came around and
Wendy and I spent the morning opening our gifts for each other and fooling
around.
“So, we going to go find a random
BBC later to get our Christmas Day fucking?” Asked Wendy as she came skipping
back into the room. She had that mischievous grin on her lips and held her
hands behind her back.
“That is the usual plan isn’t it?”
I asked, turning my head to look up at my sister. I farrowed my brow and tilted
my head with curiosity “What’s going on?” I asked suspiciously.
She smirked and swung her hips
playfully. I was still a little confused until she pulled her hand from behind
her back and opened her palm. Her eyes widened and her mischievous grin grew. In
her palm were two viles of my latest shipment of fertility drugs. “What ya
think, Christmas babies?” She giggled.
I rolled my eyes and gestured for
her to come sit on the sofa. I laughed and looked at the viles in her palm. I
shrugged and smiled at her “Sure why not?” Wendy seemed pretty excited as I
continued “I mean, why not cross that tally right?” I winked.
The morning was ticking along and
we took the fertility drugs and tidied up the apartment. “We got to go drop
some stuff off and check in on Vanessa’s Gramps before we go find some BBC. She’s
unavailable today and doesn’t want her Gramps to be alone. So Heads up I guess.”
I said as we were pulling on our jackets and I went to pick up the shopping and
medication Vanessa had left behind.
“Wait, what?” asked Wendy as she
spun around to look at me. She gave me that sulky look of impatience “How long
we gonna be…..” I cut her off with a scowl over the top of my glasses. She
called it my ‘school teacher grumpy look’. I didn’t even need to say anything;
she knew she was being a brat. Sighing and hanging her head shamefully, she
realised she was being bratty; “Fine! I guess it’s not nice to be alone at
Christmas right. Just so long as I get some black spunk in me today.” She
turned and made her way to the garage. She’s not a bad girl, honestly. Wendy is
very sweet and she knows more than most how to be a good person but sometimes,
she really gets impatient and when the thought of big black cock pushes into
her bubble brain, there really isn’t much room for anything else. She just
needs a gentle reminder to not be a cock spoilt bitch.
We drove through the
neighbourhood where Vanessa’s gramps lived; it was run down and was just
another one of our city ghettos. “I think I have been here..” Wendy muttered,
peering out the window as we drove through in my Sports car, “Lot of black guys
here, won’t have to go too far to get fucked after.” She giggled and squirmed
in her seat.
I followed the Sat-Nav into the
carpark of another rundown apartment block. Wendy leant forward and peered at the
curling paint on the walls of the apartment; “As much as I love being fucked in
some dirty alley way, it’s super sad that the city never puts any money into
making these neighbourhoods look better, ya know?” She said, turning her head to
get my reaction.
My eyes widened and I was a
little shocked to hear my bimbo brained sister show her social awareness. I
opened my mouth and was about to explain more of the social commentary that
leads to black communities being left to rot. It has been something that has
annoyed me for years. However, a large black bull walked pasted the car and
flashed Wendy a wink…. It was kind of like watching a dog see a squirrel honestly;
her gaze just followed the bull all the way across the windshield and the
previous query just floated out of her brain like a lost butterfly.
I just laughed to myself and
shook my head “Come on then, let’s go give gramps his groceries and medication.”
We made our way into the
apartment and a few of the residents gave us curious looks. We smiled at a few
of the male residents as they openly eyed us leeringly. “Yup, doubt we’ll have
to go far at all!” I winked at Wendy as we came up upon ‘Gramps’ door. I put
the key in the door and opened it, saying loudly “Hey Gramps Vanessa can’t make
it today so she asked it….” I was cut off a little as I heard him saying “Oh
fuck fuck fuck fuck!” from inside the poorly lit apartment;
More peeling paint and yellowed
wallpaper, the typical 70’s style brown carpeting were the first things we
noticed in the darkened apartment. A flicking blue light bathed the walls and
ceiling as the television was showing something. It was a little obvious what
gramps was watching as through the speakers were very familiar moans. My own
voice filled my ears, telling some unseen person to “Fuck me like the common
slut I am!” yup, gramps was sat there in his sofa, watching one of my pornos. I’ll
admit; I was somewhat flattered.
Wendy followed me into the
apartment “What’s all the hub-bub?!” and as she stepped in she giggled “Well
happy Christmas Gramps!”
That’s right! I mean I was warned
but even so. It was quite amusing to wander in and see Vanessa’s Gramps, sat on
his sofa, huge black dick in hard, jerking it to one of my movies. He seemed
somewhat embarrassed but he soon became confused. “Wait, who are you? What day
is it? Have you seen my Venny?” His confusion seemed to make him forget he had his own dick in his hand and he
just sat there, squinting at us, cock clutched in his fist “Where’s Venny?!”
I looked over at My sister who
had closed the apartment door and here big blue eyes had focused on that huge
black, old cock and was nibbling her bottom lip. I shook my head again and
laughed before answering the old man’s questions;
“I’m Joey, this is my sister
Wendy….” Wendy lifted a palm to say hi but here eyes never once left the huge
dick in plain view, “Vanessa can’t make it over today, so she asked us to come
keep you company and bring you your groceries. It’s Christmas Day and …..”
He cut me off as we both walked
into the light a little more. His eyes flicking from me to Wendy and back again
“Wait, don’t I know you?!”. I stood next to his television, my own moans still
coming out of its speakers and I drummed my fingers on the wooden box of the
set. “Yeh, I think you have seen us somewhere before.” I laughed lightly.
It was actually quite funny to
watch this senile old man look at the television, then back at me and back to
the television, as if I had just jumped out of the set. I started to make my
way towards the small kitchenette while Wendy seemed to make a slow bee-line
towards the focus of her attention.
“Wait, are you those girls,
like.. you’re the…” I think he had managed to put two and two together and that
when he remembered he was mid jack-off session before we walked in. He looked
down at his own dick in his hand and gasped. “Oh my God! Oh My.. I’m so…
sorry.. I.. um” He furiously tried to put his cock away but it was rock hard
and was having quite the difficulty tucking it away.
At this point I had made my way
into the kitchen and had placed the groceries down on the counter “Oh Don’t
worry about it Gramps it’s not the first time we have…” I cut my own sentence short
as I looked over to smile at him. However, I saw my eager little sister had
skipped over to the sofa and was now positioning herself on the old man’s lap!
Gramps was leaning back in the
sofa, jaw dropped in surprise as Wendy had reached between her thighs and was
easing his huge black crown under the hem of her pretty pink skirt. She beamed
an adorable smile at the old man and giggled “Don’t worry Gramps, let me help
you put that somewhere, more… appropriate.”
I shrugged and continued to
unload the groceries. Looks like Wendy had found her Christmas BBC after all.
Can’t keep a good slut down! I checked to make sure old Gramps was ok with
having some bubble brained bimbo pornstar slide her way down his old man dick
with barely even a word and, well, judging by the wide grin on his face as she
wriggled her hips to impale herself told me this was going to be his best
Christmas ever.
I busied myself in the kitchen,
checking on the old man’s fridge and making a mental list for groceries that he
might need for his next visit. Meanwhile, gramps had gripped Wendy’s hip and
rounded ass as she rode his huge cock. She was in the process of stripping off
her jacket and top and I have never seen an old man’s eye light up so much as
when he laid them on Wendy’s soft, large boobs!
Wendy gonna Wendy I guess; Giving
the old man the best Christmas Gift ever.
I busied myself in the kitchen,
cleaned the counters and sorted out the fridge a little while the two enjoyed
themselves. Gramp’s confusion popped up here and there, asking Wendy if she was
that girl from his movies and if she knew her Granddaughter. After answering
him a couple of times and removing her last piece of clothing, she was now
fully naked riding the old man’s huge dick and his curious questions seemed to
cease.
After a while of grinding her
curved hips into Gramp’s lap he gave a quick glance over at me in his kitchen.
I had now put all the groceries away and was just idly watching the two have their
fun. He then looked up at Wendy and grinned “Your sister want dick too?” He
chuckled and Wendy looked down at him with a wide smile while she lightly
stroked his bald head with her well manicured finger tips. “You wanna fuck my
sister too?” She giggled. He grinned broadly and nodded enthusiastically.
With that Wendy turned her head
towards me as she continued to fuck Gramps “Hey Sis….” She started but I was
already ahead of her; “I’m on it…” I smiled back as I reached behind me to
unzip my short skirt, letting to slide down my thighs before I strode from the kitchen
to the sofa.
Wendy turned back towards the old
man and planted her hands on his shoulders and eased herself up off of his lap.
He looked down and watched his juice coated cock slide from my sister’s pale
stretched folds and leave with a sloppy pop. She rolled herself over to flop
down beside him and immediately the old man was faced with me, lifting a leg
onto the couch as I pulled open my own shirt. He gasped with surprise as my
large, pale tits jiggled as I mounted the couch.
I too, eased gramps’ cock inside
myself, wriggling my hips as I slid down his shaft to impale myself on his old
dick for the first time.
I enjoyed riding the old man’s
dick but soon Wendy was getting impatient again, so we swapped over a couple of
times, the whole time Gramps had the expression on his face that signified he
couldn’t believe what was happening.
Eventually, we managed to get the
old man out of his own clothing and helped him down onto the floor. We were
both pretty surprised at how long the old man could keep himself hard and
eager! Neither the less, we were not going to complain.
I was straddling Gramps and his
cock was buried deep in my belly. Wendy had straddled his face and his lips
were busy eating her pussy as his beard tickled her soft pale skin. I suddenly
felt his old cock twitch and swell inside me and Wendy grasped my throat,
yanking me back against her, I reached up to pull her hair as Gramps started to
moan furiously into her pussy. Suddenly a huge burst of old man cum flooded my
fertile uterus and I let out my own lust filled moan. “Fuuuuck!” I exclaimed “God
God, Gramps just pumped a massive load into me. I never thought he had THAT
much in his wrinkly old balls!”
Wendy growled at me as Gramps’
tongue flicked against her pierced lit and she squeezed my throat harder “Hey!
Don’t hog it all bitch!” She barked between moans “You better hope he’s got a
second load in there for me!!!”
I slyly looked over to her as my
body shuddered, feeling his cum slosh around inside me “Hmm yeh, don’t want to
waste that fertility drug do we?” Her eyes widened like dinner plates and her
jaw dropped. It seemed she had totally forgotten that we had taken that. “OMG!
Get off get off GET OFF! I want Gramps’ baby too .. fuuck!”
Well, needless to say, Gramps
didn’t disappoint. We spent the rest of the afternoon and well into the evening
letting Vanessa’s Grandpa knock us up.
We let him rest for a bit as we
made him some dinner. We sat naked beside him as he watched some television but
pretty soon, he was bored of his Christmas shows and wanted to make the most of
his Christmas Sluts.
About a week later I received another
call from Vanessa; “I know I thanked you two for checking in on Gramps over
Christmas but I have to say, I have noticed a real change in him!”
“Oh?” I asked, sat on the sofa,
running my hand idly over my belly.
“Yeh! Usually he’s very
forgetful. He’ll ask me the same question multiple times and I’m lucky if he
can remember what he had for breakfast but you two, he asks about you all the
time and wonders if you are going to come back to visit him. What did you guys
get up to? I haven’t seen him that animated for a long time…” Vanessa continued.
“Umm… you REALLY want to know?” I
asked with a slight mischievous tone to my voice.
There were a few moments of
silence down the phone and then a sigh as if Vanessa had suddenly made the
calculations.
“No, I probably don’t.” She finally
replied with a laugh.
“To be honest..” I continued, “I’m
sure Wendy wouldn’t say no to checking in on him again. We could probably pop
in from now and then, if you want.”
Vanessa laughed again and said
down the phone “I mean.. maybe? Like, try not to give him a heart attack or
anything. I mean, he is in his 80’s now”
I couldn’t help but laugh again “No
no no, sure. We’ll go easy on him..” I smirked down the phone “But seriously we
could probably help him out a bit more for you from time to time.”
Vanessa paused again “I mean
sure, I don’t want to impose on you but he was pretty upbeat last time.. I
mean, yeh I get why but.. thanks! You two are my best friends for sure. Anyway,
see you at Tonight’s New Year’s party!”
Wendy was more than happy to visit
old Gramps again and we’ve been popping around to keep him company for a little
while now. We even took him out to go buy some of our latest movies. We said we’d
just bring a couple around for him but he said he wanted to see the face on the
owner of the Adult movie store when he walked in with us, swollen bellies
included, on his arms to buy our latest pornos!
Ok that was going to be epic but
it will probably be good for him to get out and about a little. We held onto
him as he used his walker to slowly make his way down the street and let’s just
say he was quite handsy; “Oh sorry
sweetheart” he’d chuckle as he grabbed Wendy’s ass “Thought I was going to fall
there!” He’d smirk “It’s ok, I have your other arm. Gramps” I smiled as I
supported him. “Ah what a good pair of Grandpa breeders you are, always looking
after me”
I have to say, He liked to lay it
on thick but that was because he, like we did, really rather enjoyed the judgmental,
surprised and shocked looks, not to mention the double takes, as people over
heard our conversations. Their eyes would linger wide and mouths agape as two scantily
clad, pregnant white sluts would so happily help the black old man down the
street.
Anyway, we are looking a little
into the future there so let’s just bring it back shall we?
You may be asking, what was so
important in the first place that meant that Vanessa couldn’t make it to visit
her Grandpa on Christmas. Well, remember she told me she’d be ‘tied up’ on
Christmas Day? It turns out that was very literal!
You see, Dee’s Husband had
noticed Vanessa previously and had mentioned how much he’d love to pump a baby
in her belly. Dee’s a very devoted wife and she makes notes on what her husband
says throughout the year so she knows what to get him for Christmas. She even
keeps a small note pad in her purse for that reason. Anyway, mixed in on that
note pad with such things as a ‘new socket set’ and ‘coffee maker’ was just one
word ‘Vanessa’!
Needless to say, he woke up
Christmas morning to open his new gift wrapped coffee maker but also found,
tied up with pretty red ribbon and a golden ring gag, was a wriggling Vanessa!
“Oh Babe! You remembered!”
Christmas really IS the time of
giving isn’t it?
We hope you all have an amazing
holiday period. However, I’d also like to mention that there are many people
out there who don’t have anyone to share Christmas with. Loneliness has become
a real epidemic and the holiday period is particularly difficult on those who
are alone.
So please, spare a thought for
those on their own this season. Maybe pop around and check on them, bring them
a nice home cooked meal or just pop in to check on them. You don’t HAVE to fuck
them, like Wendy and I did; that’s probably going above and beyond, but just
remember no-one likes to be alone at Christmas.
Have a wonderful Day and we’ll
see you soon!
Xoxoxoxox
