Incest stories, Young man tickled by mom and grandmother, Joey was dropped off, by his mom, at his grandmother’s house for a visit. He’d just made it through the police academy and hadn’t visited for a while. After talking for a while, Joey asked if he could have a oatmeal raisin cookie, his grandmother’s homemade cookies were the best.
“No!” His grandmother replied.
“Why not?” Asked Joey.
“That’s your punishment for not visiting more often,” she replied.
Suddenly, Joey reached out and started poking and ticking her. She laughed and batted his hands away. “Now stop, Joey'” his grandmother said.
“Fine I’ll find them myself.”
Joey looked everywhere, but couldn’t find the cookies. Frustrated, he grabbed a couple of his grandfather’s ties. Even though his grandfather had died years before, his grandmother kept all his things including his clothes.
When he came back in the living room he saw his grandmother had nodded off. He quickly tied her hands over her head to the couch and started poking her again.
His grandmother, whose name was Sylvia, instantly woke up and quickly realized her hands were tied and she was being tickled by her very own grandson.
“Where are the cookies!” Joey shouted, while tickling her intensely.
“I’ll never tell!” Sylvia answered in between laughter. She was wearing panties and a long shirt that buttoned down the front. It was thin material and she’d had it for a while. You could clearly see the outline of her large breasts, areolas and fat nipples, which were starting to get hard.
Tickling isn’t working, Joey thought. Maybe if I embarrass her I’ll get a cookie. His mom, whose name was Joan, whould be back soon. He didn’t worry about Sylvia telling his mom or anyone else, because she was getting aroused by her own grandson.
Joey unbuttoned his grandmother’s shirt and revealed those amazing boobs. They were huge. Pale with veins running through them. She had big areolas and big nipples. Even though she kept her hair short and never wore makeup, Joey could see how attractive she was. His cock seemed to agree as it sprang to life.
“Don’t go anywhere, Sylvia, I’ll be right back.”
“I’m still Grandma to you.”
He quickly returned with a feather duster, a basting brush and an electric toothbrush.
Joey ran the duster under her arms, a cross her stomach and finally over her nipples, causing them to get even harder. Next came the toothbrush. Sylvia’s bellybutton seemed to be the most ticklish. Finally he took the basting brush and ran that over her body. It had little effect, until Joey went to the kitchen and brought back a bowl of melted butter. The same butter that had made the cookies he wanted.
“Now tell me if it’s too hot,” Joey said, then dipped the brush and applied it to Sylvia’s breasts.
Sylvia gasped. Joey apologized and blew on her breasts to cool them. Instant relief came. Then he started licking the butter off. Flicking her nipples with his tongue and or sucking them into his mouth. Then he repeated the process. At least he stopped tickling her, but now a new problem arose in that she was getting aroused. Joey noticed it too as he reached down and started rubbing her pussy through her panties asking, “Sylvia, are you getting turned on by you own grandson?” Then, he grabbed the toothbrush, turned it on, but before he could touch her pussy, her daughter, Joan came in.
Joan headed back to her mother’s house, thinking of Joey. It was tough being a single mother and Joey was a handful when he was younger, but joined the marines, got the disciple he needed and was now going to be a police officer. Joan couldn’t be more proud.
“What the hell are you doing, Joey?” Joan shouted.
“Mom it’s not as bad as it looks.”
“This pervert son of yours, tied me up, tickled me, spread hot butter on my boobs and then licked it off. Who knows what he would have done next. Come on , Joan, untie me.”
“Start explaining,” Joan said, while she untied Sylvia.
“It’s an interrogation method. We can’t beat confessions out of people, so we were taught other methods of getting the information. One of them is the tickle method.”
“And licking melted butter off of your captives breasts is another method?” Joan asked.
“Well, the tickling wasn’t working,” Joey admitted.
“And what information were you trying to get?”
“I just wanted one of her world famous oatmeal raisin cookies.”
“And I told him no, because he hasn’t visited me for so long,” Sylvia said.
“Nice touch with the world famous line, but Joey, what you did was wrong. Now it’s time for your punishment. Drop your pants and underwear. You’re going to get spanked by your grandmother and me.”
“Yes, butt is right. You’ll be lucky to sit down after we’re done.”
Joey could see he had no choice. He took down his pants and underwear.
“Go ahead and take them all the way off. Oh and your socks too,” Joan said.
“Joey!” Joan shouted.
Joey complied, then laid across his mother and grandmother’s laps. His erection totally gone. He was truly embarrassed and red faced.
The spanking wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. In fact it was kind of nice. His mom or grandmother would rub his ass after a few spanks. Sometimes they’d run their nails across his butt, causing him to shiver. They seemed to like that. He could also feel his grandmother’s still exposed boobs on his legs and his mom’s boobs on his back, as they leaned forward to spank him. He was getting aroused again.
What’s wrong with me? He thought. I’m 23 and getting turned on by my mom and grandmother spanking me.
“I think it’s time to see how ticklish he is,” Sylvia said to Joan.
Then Joey felt twenty fingers tickling him on his legs, feet and butt. His cock grew and was now pushing against his mom’s leg.
“See if his asshole is ticklish,” Joan said.
Joey felt his ass cheeks being spread open and felt Sylvia’s fingernail ticking his anus. He bounced up and down on their legs, laughing like crazy. Who knew his ass was so ticklish?
“I think we better stop before he has an accident,” Joan said.
“Oh is little Joey gonna pee?” Sylvia asked, tickling his anus again.
“No the other kind,” Joan replied, turning him over to reveal his hard cock.
“Oh my God,” Sylvia said when she saw Joey’s cock. “He’s way bigger than your father was.”
“He’s bigger than his father too. He also left some precum on my leg,” Joan said, then wiped it up with her finger and stuck the finger in her mouth.
“How is it?” Sylvia asked.
“Good,” Joan said.
“I’d rather taste for myself,” Sylvia said.
“Well, we know his butt’s ticklish, how about his cock?” Joan asked.
Both women started tickling his cock. Using their nails up and down the shaft and around the head.
“Wait I have an idea,” Joan said. She grabbed the duster and pulled two long feathers from it. Then they used the feathers on his cock and balls. As soon as some precum leaked out, Sylvia grabbed his cock and licked and sucked on the head. They did this until each had about four tastes of Joey’s come. Then they made Joey remove his shirt, then Joan and Sylvia used the feathers to bring him to a massive orgasm, which landed on his stomach and chest. They each licked the come off his body and cock, at which point, Joey promptly passed out.
Pages: 1 - 2