My Grandson Brian Part 4

“You can’t tell anyone.” I told him.

“No one?” He questioned. “Not even Johnny?”

Johnny was his best friend. He was on the school football team with Brian. He was a year younger then Brian and came over to the house all the time. 

“Why would you want to tell Johnny?”

“Because he’d flip out.”

“I’m sure he would. Anybody would.”

“No, I mean…He’d be jealous.”

“Jealous? Why?”

“Well…”

He was hesitant. I furrowed my brow and cocked my head at him.

“He talks about it a lot.” Brian said somewhat reluctantly.

“He?”

“Well, us.” He confessed. “WE talk about it a lot.” He amended.

“What exactly do the two of you talk ABOUT?”

“Well―About you.”

“What about ME?”

He’d gotten me pretty curious and maybe a bit concerned. “About how pretty you are and stuff…”

“And what STUFF?”

“You know―About doing stuff with you.” He told me shyly as he scratched his head. He looked like he was sorry he’d said anything in the first place.

“No, I don’t know Brian. What kind of ‘Stuff’?”

He took a few seconds, “This kinda stuff.” He says and points between his legs. 

“You and Johnny talk about me giving you guys ‘BLOW JOBS’!” I was shocked. “I’m your grandmother…” I told him and instantly realized the stupidity of the statement. 

“I mean…” Now I took a few seconds. “I mean, it never occurred to me that that would be something you and Johnny would TALK about.” 

Brian shrugged his shoulders and threw his hands up. 

I just had to ask, “Would he ever let HIS grandmother… …do something like that to HIM?”

“He told me he would if she lived with him. He said he would with his mom.”

“Well, never-the-less Brian, you can’t tell anyone, especially Johnny. I have to see him all the time. It’s bad enough that he THINKS about me doing that kinda stuff. I’d feel uncomfortable if he knew I really did it to YOU. God knows who he might tell or what he might expect. Nobody can know.” I explained. “Understand?”

“Yeah, OK.” Then he looked in my eyes, “You’re not sorry, are you?”

“Honestly? No, not at all.” I assured him with a smile. “And I don’t want you MAKING me sorry either Brian.” I solemnly added.

I explained how if it were to get out that I had given my grandson a blow job that I would get into some serious trouble. 
You don’t want to wind-up in a foster home where they make you do all the chores and won’t let you go to the Ball. As far as I know…You don’t have a fairy-god-mother.” I told him halfheartedly.

“I don’t know about that.” He told me with a huge smile covering his face.

“Well, regardless, This will have to be our little secret.” I told him. 

Then as if I hadn’t been surprised enough that morning, Brian looked at me with a twinkle in his handsome dark eyes and asked me sheepishly, “Is there anything I can do for you Nana? Anything that you might like?” 

I have to admit, even after all that had happened that morning I was still a little taken back to hear such an offer by my grandson. 
“Like… …what?” I asked a little apprehensively; not wanting to jump to any conclusions. I was pretty curious about what he might be thinking. 

“I don’t know…” He said with a shrug of his shoulders and a boyish smile. 

A moment ago all I really had in mind was going to my room and, reliving the experience while I pleasured myself in my shower. My grandson’s ambitious offer made me very aware of my wet pussy again. 

I glanced up and down his fit, young, naked body, lingering at the over-sized thing that hung between his legs; still wet and shiny from the blow-job I’d given him. 

“Let me get cleaned up…” I told him with a wet crotch and cum on my sports bra. I didn't care about the cum on my face and hair. I wanted to wear it all day. I use to do that for my husband too. I would love to wear his cum around the house, sometimes even in public it use to make me horny knowing people could see that I belonged to someone and that I love him so much that I want the world to know how much. Silly I know. I looked back at Brian's glistening dick again.

I was still a little apprehensive but I said it with a smile as the idea of another encounter started to fill my thoughts. 
I turned and looked at him over my shoulder as I left his room, “I’ll leave my door open.”


I don’t think either one of us was exactly sure how all of that had happened so quickly but it seemed to me that he was certainly OK with the progression of things and obviously interested in doing it again.

I found that very sweet and thoughtful. Most guys, most men, would’ve been done right after they came but he wanted to know if there was anything he could do for ME before the encounter ended. How sweet. It's cause he is so young and still has manners. 

The images of me with his cock in my mouth started to flash in my head. Before I could make it out of the room my pussy was on fire again. I was frozen.

"Nana?"
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my grandson brain part 4

His voice bringing me back to reality. I turned around and decided right then and there, "Fuck it!" time to find out what it would feel like to have that thing inside me. It was plain and simple, I wanted to “Fuck”. No… …What I really wanted was to get fucked. I realized that that was a far cry from giving my grandson a hand job or even blowing him but the box had been opened so-to-speak, and I was yearning for sex. I was obsessed.

Even if it was unnatural, and even depraved, it made me feel desirable and sexual again and it gave me someone to please. 
I didn’t have to pretend to be the naughty secretary or the strict librarian, or the little Catholic schoolgirl that needed to be disciplined (as I did for my late husband). I was the lonely granny that wanted her grandson’s big dick. There was no need for make-believe. This was a dark, forbidding act of i****t, and it was real. 

I stood there trying to figure out the moment in which I stopped being “A normal grandmother”. I pulled my pants down and lifted up my shirt. “You can touch them if you want.”

He didn’t say a word. He reached out…I could see that his hand was shaking slightly. We were in the same place as far as that was concerned. 

I got such a thrill when Brian closed his hand over my left tittie and began to massage it and softly squeeze it. I reached down and took hold of his other hand. I brought it up, placed it on my other tittie, and held it there. He glanced up at me with a smile as he played with my breasts. It felt so good to finally have someone touching me like this. He leaned up and started to suck my titties.

I gently ran my fingers through my grandson’s hair, eventually pulling him away from my wet nipple, leaning his head back slightly so I could talk to him. 

“I want this inside me.” I whispered as I squeezed the huge piece of meat between his legs. I didn’t wait for a response. I couldn’t wait. The decision was made. 

I turned and snatched the baby oil off his dresser. When I turned around, Brian stood in front of me with his big cock sticking almost straight out from between his legs. The tip already had a tiny drop of pre-cum oozing out of its piss-hole. I couldn’t resist. . . .I knelt down and kissing it. I heard Brian suck in a quick breath when I kissed it and rubbed the fat pink head over my lips.

I was hot, almost dizzy with lust and couldn’t wait any longer. The fire between my legs was in charge now. “Come on.” I told. “Come over to the bed.”

I hurried to the bed with the baby oil and sat down on the very edge. 

“Come here.” I reached out and took his dick in my hand and gave it a little squeeze. It wasn’t quite as hard as it had been in his room but it was certainly getting there and was every bit hard enough to fuck me with.

I slid my fingertips along its shaft, teasing it, hoping to bring it to its full potential. I leaned down towards him and put my lips on it again. I gave the head of my grandson’s cock soft wet kisses and let the tip of my tongue slip around in circles and tease his pee-hole. I opened my mouth wide and sucked the head into my mouth. 

“You look awesome doing that.” Brian whispered.

“I feel awesome doing it.” I told him shamelessly. “I could do this all day.” I mumbled around his thick cock. I kissed it and looked up at him. 

“I’ve needed something like this for a long time Brian.” I told him honestly. “I want this bad.” I shivered at my own words as I slowly stroked him.

I watched his dick swell to its full hardness. I opened the baby oil and began to cover his giant dick with it. I could see and feel it throbbing. It seemed that he wanted this as bad as I did. I threw the bottle on the bed, swung my feet up and laid back. I pulled my panties off and tossed them to the floor. I didn’t need any baby oil. My pussy was already as wet as it could get. I laid my head on my pillow and reached an oily hand out over the edge of the bed. I took hold of his slippery dick and caressed it for a few long seconds. “Get up on the bed . . . . . .Lay between my legs Sweetie.” I purred.

His eyes were huge as he climbed up onto the bed. My legs were wide open and my pussy was dripping wet and damn near breathing on its own. Brian did as I asked. He laid on me and looked into my eyes. 

“Get up on your hands…Yeah, like that. Move up a little.” I encouraged him as I gently tugged on his fat cock, guiding him to where I wanted him, where I NEEDED him to be. Brian braced himself up on his arms and watched my hand moving on his dick. The tip of his beautiful cock was right up against the opening of my wet coochie. 

I pressed the tip of his dick to my pussy lips and began to slowly move it up and down alone my swollen lips. It felt like I was rubbing my pussy with a hot slippery baseball bat. He was even bigger than he was earlier. For a split second, I wondered if I was going to be able to do this. It wasn’t and matter of conscience or morality. It was more a question of logistics. 

“Don’t push yet Sweetie, not ‘till I tell you to. Just let me do it.”

“O-OK. . .” He whispered as he held himself over me. He was so sweet, so nervous. 

“I cant imagine how you managed to get so hard again so soon after you just came. And after you came so much too.”

“I cant believe this is really happening.” He confessed. 

“I know.” I whispered as I slowly made small circles around my clit with the tip of his plump cockhead. 

When I thought I was ready, I started to work his plump cockhead into my pussy little by little. He was oozing pre-cum and I was incredibly wet but his cockhead was still very big. I wiggled my ass a little, up and down, side to side, as I pushed and pulled my grandson’s long fat dick until it started to go in. I held my breath as I felt it start to enter me. After I’d worked a few inches in I told him to pull back a little. 

“. . .Its too big.” I sighed. He looked disappointed. “Dont worry sweetheart, I really want this. . .” I assured him as I gave him a little squeeze. “. . .We just have to take it easy at first, thats all.”

Brian pulled out a little. With my fingers around the base of his cock, I pulled him back in.

“Again.” I instructed.

He pulled out and I pulled more of him back in.

“Again.”

He pulled out and I did it again. Slowly. Gently. We did this for some. When I felt my pubic hair tickle my two fingers at the base of his cock, I closed my eyes, my mouth dropped open, and I cooed, “That’s it Baby. That’s it.” 

I let go of his swollen dick, slid my hands onto his hips, looked him in the eye, and told him to fuck me.

“But easy Honey. Go slow.”

I closed my eyes again and took in a long slow deep breath as I felt him starting to slowly fuck me.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh- YES― Slow sweetie, push it in slow.” I whispered,

“Like that?”

“Yes Baby, like that. Just like that.” I moaned as I looked down and watched it disappearing inside me. 

“OK, now pull it out some…Slowly Baby. That’s good. Um-huh. . . Now push it in me again…slow…real slow…” Brian did exactly as I told him.

“Oh my God Brian!!! 

He stopped abruptly. 

“You OK Nana?”

“Yeah Baby, Ga-head…ga-head… don't stop, keep going Sweetie, I’m fine!” 

When I felt his balls lightly rub up against my asshole, I knew he was all the way in. I wrapped my legs around his short stout frame and held him still between my legs as I got used to his fat cock. “Just hold it right there for a second.” My pussy was so tight. It was like the first time I ever fucked. Then little by little I began to rotate my hips. 

“OK Baby, now fuck me. Nice and slow Sweetie. Fuck me.” I whispered. I jerked my hips a tiny bit to encourage him along. I felt so full. Nothing had ever felt like this.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh, um hummmm. That’s it Sweetie. Ga-head Brian… Do it Honey…Fuck nana!” I moaned into his neck as I held on to him.

That was the first time that I’d made reference to being his grandmother during this encounter. The words filled me with such a deep, dirty desire to fuck that I whined into Brian's ear, “Give it to me Baby. Give nana that fat dick.” 

My grandson was working his cock in and out, in and out, with a little more gusto. I could feel every single inch as it slid in and out. As it slipped in and out with greater ease, I squeezed him with my legs and told him to go a little faster. In a very short time he was pushing into me with a bit more enthusiasm. He was really fucking me and I loved it. Then that's when it hit me hard, I felt a wave stirring inside me, my pussy was already lathering up his dick like a water spicket but this feeling was a sudden explosion. I was gushing my orgasm out of my pussy as I did earlier this time with his massive dick inside me and I was unable to tell him to pull out cause it is the most intense feeling.

"Oh God, Yes! OH GODDD! OH MY GOD! OOOOOHHHHHH! OOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!! Oh my god! Don't STOP, DON'T STOP!"

Brian started pumping harder and faster.

"UGGGHHHHH, OH MY GOD!!! YES! YES! YES! YESSSSS!!!! OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Yes! Oh My god! Yes! AAAAHHHHHHHHHH, YES! OH FUCK ME!!! OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! YESSS!"

Suddenly he called out, “Nana?!”

There was urgency in his voice; a warning but I couldn’t answer him. I just thrust up to meet him each time he slid into me. 

“Oh God Nana!” He cried out as he watched his cock slide in and out of his grandmother’s tight old pussy. 

{I was aware he was trying to tell me that he was gunna cum in me, but I was too consumed to stop.}

I held him by his muscular little ass as he fucked me good. The squishing sound of him fucking my drenched pussy filled the room. I threw my arms around his neck and drew him to me. I pressed my lips to his ear. “Don't stop, fuck me, fuck me, oooooOOOHHHHHHHHHH!” I purred like a shameless whore. “Don’t stop… Please don’t stop……

The orgasm just kept rolling out of me, through me. My entire body was on fire.

“You, MAKE ME CUM SO....Muuuchhh!" I squealed.

We had both lost control.

"I think, I'm going to." Brian grunted the words out.

“Cum in me!” I pleaded. 

I couldn’t wait to feel him shoot inside me. I knew that it would make me cum that much harder.

I no sooner got the words out when Brian started slamming into my pussy and I felt him explode inside me. I buried my face in his neck and held on tight. I was so completely filled that I could feel every jet of hot cum as he spewed inside me. I was cumming again now too. And I was cumming harder. I groaned in his ear, “Yeaaaa, Yesssshhhh, OHHHHH Yes, Oh my GOOOOOOSSSSHHHHHHH, Yes! MMY PUSSSSYYY ISSSS .....UuUUUggggHHHH, Yes…” each time he drove into me, each time I felt a shot of his thick cum shoot inside me. 

“That’s it!!!” I cried. “Cum in me Brian. Cum in Nana.” I shrieked through clenched teeth as I held onto him for dear life.
He grunted heavily with each stroke, his large balls slapped my ass, as I locked my feet behind his back and pulled him down to me with my legs. It seemed like it lasted for such a long time. This little boy made me cum like no one in my entire life. With his massive dick. I don't know which one it was. His age, his massive thick cock or the i****tuous relationship...maybe all of it together...but I never ever in my life came so hard. My brain was like mush. All I could do was lay while my pussy was spasming. 

"You made me feel like a woman." I whispered in his ears before 

I BLACKED OUT

Mother's Proxy

My brother's eyes widened in surprise but he didn't deny it, he almost boasted “Yeah, we been doing it for a while now.”

“What happens when she won't let you or is on the rag or something, do you jack off or anything? I mean if you don't get off somehow do your nuts hurt?”

My brother studied me intently for a few moments, I could see the wise-assed remarks forming in his mind but then he stated normally, 'Yeah, when a guy starts getting horny and he can't screw or jerk it, his balls start hurting, sometimes almost so he can't walk.” 

“Everybody?”

“I think so, at least that's what I hear in school when some guy can’t get any.”

“Mom is probably too sick to have sex with dad, do you think he could hurt too, or is he too old?”

My brother stared at me briefly, “I don't know if there is an age limit on pressurized nuts.” He was looking puzzled when I turned and left his room. 

I couldn't get my mom's request out of my head. I spent the next three days deep in memories and thought about my father. That I loved him was never in question, that I loved him enough to fuck him was. I didn't avoid my mother but I also didn't talk to her. There was a wall between us, one I wasn't ready to get around. Every time I was in the same room with my family I watched him. At first he was dad but I stopped thinking of him as my parent and concentrated on seeing him as a man and in few days I began to see him with my mother's eyes. I'm not sure when my focus changed but I caught myself staring at the form of his ass or bulge of the manhood behind his pants, not just once, but with increasing regularity. 

It was after midnight when I heard bare feet in the hall. Brian was out, mom didn't walk like that so I knew it was dad. I heard the hall bathroom door close and wondered why he would go there, my parents room had an adjoining bathroom. Then it dawned on me, he wanted more privacy, he didn't want mom to hear what he was doing. An image flashed in my mind; his erection in his hand while he pumped it dry, emptying his balls. My heart started slamming, I flushed with adrenaline as I got out of bed. My mind was a void, in a blank zone when I walked softly from my room to the hall. I opened the bathroom door quietly and saw him standing in front of the bowl with his underwear riding on his ankles, his ass was prominent in my vision. Dads right arm was moving rapidly and I knew what he was doing. I stepped to his side and reached for his hard-on. 

When my fingers touched him dad jerked his eyes open and moved away from me, “Oh my god Renee, get out of here!” 

His words snapped me back to reality but rather than flee, I looked him in the eyes boldly and said “Not yet daddy, there's something I have to do.” I reached for his cock again and started stroking it with my finger tips. It was as hard as the three boys I had fucked. I stepped close to him, laid my head on his chest then started pulling it. I heard him groan softly then his right arm went around my waist. We held each other loosely while I fondled his erection. All of a sudden he cramped, gasped, then convulsed. The streams of cum gushing from the end of his cock coated my hand and dripped to the floor. When he stopped quivering I stepped away, avoiding his eyes I wiped my hand on my gown then hurried back to my room. 

I couldn't sleep. I was ashamed of what I’d done. I was thrilled at what I’d done. The shape and size of my father's erection lingered on my fingertips, I studied the large wet spot on my nightgown. I wondered if I could do that again.

Dad avoided me the next morning, as soon as I walked into the kitchen for breakfast he grabbed his coffee and hurried from the room. Mom watched him carefully then turned her head to me. “He's embarrassed about last night but I know he is a lot less tense. What you did was the best thing for him, thank you.”

I wasn't as timid as I thought I might be, “How do you know what I did?” 

“I heard you when you left your room then stood by the bathroom door until I heard him finish. I think you used your hand or your mouth because I didn't hear sex.” 

“I didn't want him to hurt any more momma, so I helped him.” 

“How much do you want to help him Renee, how far could you go to ease my mind and his tension?”

“Do you still think I should go all the way?”

My mother rested a weak hand on my arm, “Yes, please fuck your father, do it for both of us.” I didn't run from my mother that time, I went to the front room to think more about her plea. 

Two nights later I made the decision. Mom took her medicines then went to bed about 9:30, Brian was out with Angel so my father and I were alone and I noticed the hesitation or embarrassment to be near me no longer bothered him. It was as if I’d never touched him or he'd gotten over it. He was watching Tommy Lee Jones playing housemaid to a bunch of teenage cheerleaders when I left to change into something more comfortable. When I came back I stepped to face him, blocking his view of the TV. “Daddy?” 

His eyes widened in surprised then moved from my face, down my body then back to look into my eyes. I was wearing a black satin slip that came to no more than a couple of inches below my crotch and nothing else. Dad's eyes dropped to my groin, his gaze tickled my skin has he took in the view of what I was offering. It was apparent he was unsure of what I had on my mind, “What is it baby?”

“Stand up.”

He looked at me then stood from the couch. I reached for his belt and began to open it. Dad's left hand grabbed mine to stop what I was doing but I shook it off then pulled the zipper to its stop. When his pants flapped open I grabbed them on each side and pulled them down. He started to shake “Renee ----” but I cut him off by stepping close to him, pushing a hand into his briefs and putting my mouth over his. I kissed him as if he were a boy I was about to fuck while I gripped his cock, it was growing rapidly in my hand as I stroked it. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back slightly and looked at me the repeated “Renee” but I didn't want to talk or explain. I'd been working up to seducing my father for hours and I was ready to take him to the limit so I kissed him again. He stopped resisting and his hands went around my back then under the short slip to discover I wasn’t wearing panties. He felt down the curve of my ass then began stroke the crack of my butt while I squeezed his erection. 

I'd been thinking about fucking my father for two days so I didn't need a lot of foreplay or clumsy fumbling, I was wet and ready. When I felt he was fully aroused I stepped away, took his right hand then led him to my room, he left his pants in a pile in the front room. At the bed I turned to face him, then went to my back, my legs were hanging over the edge of the mattress. Dad stepped between my thighs then with no hesitation or apprehension, pushed his hot, throbbing muscle into me until our groins slapped. 

Every time I thought about my mother's request I wondered how I would feel; what I would think, what I might become if I screwed my father. For days I brooded over the questions but anticipation and desire soon overcame my worries. As I laid there and felt his cock slipping in and out of my pussy I knew what I was doing was right. Right for dad, right for mom and every time his stomach rubbed on mine even more right for me. I was getting hotter, more turned on. My stomach vibrated with thrills every time he pushed deep, I began to gulp for air as my body burned up oxygen with mounting pleasure. I lifted my feet from the floor and wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him tighter while he fucked me. My dad grabbed my hips and held me close while our groins collided. In the back of my mind I knew I was getting better fucked by my forty something father than any of the three teen boys I'd screwed. 

Dad gripped my hips tight then began to convulse, deep moans were forced from his lungs as his body cramped each time he pulsed a shot of cum into my womb. When the cramps began he was watching me but after the second gush his eyes rolled up just before he shut them. He came in long, wrenching surges, six times before he relaxed. 

I was quiet, he was still between my legs. He pulled back and his cock slipped slowly and deliciously from me then I felt his discharge seep from my hole down the crack of my butt. He almost fell to the bed then pulled me up to lie next to him. His lips caressed my cheek “I love you Renee, I won't ever be able to tell how much you mean to me right now.”

I smiled into his eyes boldly, “You don't have too daddy, I can feel what I mean to you right now, it's dripping down my ass.” 

He grinned, chuckled and kissed me quickly on the lips. Dad felt between my legs, caressing the lips of my cunt then put two fingertips into the pocket where my clit hides. He pushed then tickled my button which had an immediate effect. I gasped, twitched my hips and clamped my hand over his arm so he couldn't move it. 

For the next few minutes I didn't move while my father massaged my clit and fingered me to an orgasm. He built the pressure in my womb swiftly and expertly until I arched off the bed and cried out my release. When I was done vibrating I saw that he had grown another hard-on so I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him over and into place between my thighs. He pushed into me and we started another round of hot fucking, gasping and orgasms. 

I managed to find enough energy to get off the bed to clean up. When I stepped into the hall I saw my mother standing in her bedroom door, I felt a surge of panic as she watched me. When I got close she reached out and grabbed my are then pulled me into a hug “Thank you Renee, you have no idea what this means to me, now I know you love me and would do anything to show that. I can move on, knowing that your dad will be in good hands and between good legs until he finds another woman.” 

I was reassured by her words “I liked it momma, he did a good job of fucking me, do you remember what he feels like, do you want me to tell what we did?” 

She caressed my cheek then stroked my hair “Not now, maybe tomorrow after he goes to work. Right now you'd better go back because it only takes him about fifteen minutes to get ready for a long session. Go fuck your father again, he has awesome stamina, he is magnificent the third time in a night.” She turned away and shuffled back to her own bed. 

When I went back to the room the first thing I did was pull the black satin slip off and let my father look at all of me. His eyes filled with the vision of his naked, well formed daughter while his cock filled with more hot blood. I pushed him to his back then swung a leg over his lap so the hot swollen lips of my vagina were kissing the head of his erection. I rocked my body slightly, tickling the end of his hard-on then slowly eased down. He penetrated me slow inch by erotic inch while watching my eyes. When I had him as far in me as he could get we began to roll our bodies, undulating against each other. I was filled with awe that I could get so fucking turned on by him, that what we were doing could feel so good. Dad pulled me down until I was lying on him, our stomachs rubbing, my breasts flattened on his chest. He put his hands on my ass, grabbed me tight then started screwing me in earnest, taking me on a flight of pleasure and rapture I had never before experienced. 

I had my next orgasm only a few minutes after we started. When I stopped quivering he rolled us over until I was tucked under him and he continued to fuck me without pause. My three boyfriends had never been able to get me off without blowing their nuts so when I climaxed and he didn't my heart swelled with even more joy as his unceasing movement in and out of my pussy started building more pressure in my womb. I couldn't breathe, I needed more air but he was not giving me a chance to catch a breath as he continued to slide in, down and deep then pull up until the head of his cock was the only contact between us, Time froze still, time flew by, time had no definition as my body reached it's boiling point. I heard a girl cry out her passion somewhere in my room, I felt the long hard muscle between my legs cramping then again my cunt overflowed with his discharge. My father moved me up the bed inches each time his balls pulsed. He pumped me so full with cum my womb swelled to overflowing. 

He fell limply to my side and we lay still forever, sweating, cooling off. Eventually I got off the bed then tugged him up “You can't stay here, you have to go back to momma, she's waiting for you.” 

“I know sweetheart, I'll go as soon as my nuts stop shaking.” He looked at me softly, lovingly, “I haven't gotten laid in a long time girl, I may need to come back, but we'll have to be careful.”

“You can come back every night if that's what it takes and let me worry about being careful, just know we can do this until mom is better and can fuck you. Think about that, every night with a hot teen aged girl, if that keeps you interested, I'll be right here and I won't just use my body or my hand, I promised mom.” That was a promise I intended to keep. I sat on the bed next to him and picked up his half hard cock, stroking it softly “I love you daddy.”

The Scotch Bonnet

'Erm... Hi, is there a manager I can speak to?' 
'Oh sure no problems sweetie, follow me'
She led Brad towards the back of the bar and knocked on the door labelled office and a woman answered. It was a woman, middle aged, chubby and fairly tall but no where near brads height
The young lady walked off back to the bar after saying her goodbyes. 
The woman addressed brad, 'How can I help you young man? My names Sal'
Brad straightened himself up and said 'Hi my names brad I saw your job advert out front'
The woman looked him up and down and said 'Sure come on in my office and we can talk'

They both went in and sat down, talking Sal asked all sorts of questions, she explained they needed some muscle, there was too many women and the only guys worked in the back in the kitchen.
Brad opened up 'To be honest with you Sal, im a little desperate, I have no family, no experience and no job. If you just give me a chance I wont let you down' Brad started to look a little awkward and Sal could see that he was emotional. 'Alright you start tomorrow, 12-10pm then we'll sort out when you work from there.'
Brad leaped up and walked round to shake her hand and hugged her.
They said their goodbyes and Brad walked back out, As he left the Young Brunette stopped him.
'Hey there, I'm Amber, can I ask why you wanted to talk to Sal?'
'Hey im Brad, yeah it was about the job vacancy I start tomorrow' He replied
Amber looked excited and smiled 'Oh wow thats fantastic, we could use a big strapping guy like you' 
Brad started to turn red... 'ERR thanks haha, yeah I look forward to it, i'll see you tomorrow'
The exchanged good byes and Brad left. 
Brad for the rest of the day looked for somewhere to move to, he found a studio room in a house share with a few other young people only a twenty minute walk from his new work. It was within his budget and he signed the tenant agreement then and there. When he got back to his mums house he phoned the land lord and told him that he would be out by the end of the week. He arranged for someone to pick up all the stuff he didn’t want and for a moving service to come and take the stuff he did to his knew flat.
The next day came and he arrived at work at 11am, he was greeted by a surprised Sal and she asked why he arrived early. He told her he wanted to get started and settled in before they opened. 
She smiled and welcomed him in, only the kitchen staff had arrived already, they were readying everything that they would need that evening. Sal gave him his uniform and told him to get changed. He went to get changed and laughed at his uniform, it was a long black kilt that stopped at his knees and a tight black shirt that said Scotch Bonnet.
When he came out a all of the girls where now here and where whistling at him. Brad froze on the spot. Amber skipped over and gave him a hug, there was five girls all as stunning as the next. Brad considered himself a fairly good looking guy but felt so out of place. There was gorgeous red head named Amy, tiny little Blonde named Sam, a black jet haired beauty, another brunette called tammy and of course Amber. Amber worked the Bar, along with Tammie but the other girls were all servers. Sal told me that id now work the Bar with Amber and Tammie would be a server and bar maid when needed.

The first week went fast, Brad was now moved into his little room. Everything was going well at work, all the girls were friendly, a little flirty, But more than anything he felt at home, Sal was great, she was always working, helping and made you feel at home here.
But I saw immediately why they needed someone like me. The girls looked ridiculously sexy in their uniforms and obviously got attention and there was looks, the occasional comment, but the girls told me that already they felt safer as it was just the presence of me that helped. 

Unfortunately it didn’t last long. One night Sal was out sick so we had to fend for ourselves, which wasn’t a big deal, we all knew our jobs. One of the kitchen guys Matt was in charge of dealing with the cash at the end of the day and we all got on with it. But it was later in the night and there was a group of guys getting a little rowdy. Tammie was serving them and I could see they were being a little mouthy, all the girls here are pretty thick skinned and have learned to deal with it but, Brad hadn’t.
Tammie came over looking angry, she said one of the guys made a comment about her helping him with some stress relief and had pulled her onto his lap for a second. As soon as Tammie told me, both her and Amber could see what Brad was going to do. He started to take off his apron, but as he started to walk away from the bar, the girls tried to stop him. Brad wasnt going to be stopped and he brushed them off. Brad approached the table and stood right behind the guy who had done it. All of his friends stopped for a second, clearly taken back by how tall Brad was. He tapped the guy on the shoulder and said its time for you to leave. The guy was like 'look pal, sod off' As he stood and turned he realised that Brad was bigger than him. 
'Look, these girls don’t come to work to be talked to and treated the way you just treated them' Brad told him.
The guy started to laugh and then looked serious 'Look shrek, I'll do what ever the fuck I like and you cant stop me'
Brad before the guy could blink Punched him in the face, the guy immediately flopped and two of his friends sprang to his aid, one got punch in, which made Brad go back a few steps, one guy launched at him, brad grabbed him and threw him to one side and before the other friend could react punched him as well. All three guys stood up and looked defensive. The main guy who'd been rude to Tammie spoke 'Look man that chicks not worth it, we'll just leave' Brad made sure they all left and all the customers stood up and applauded. Brad apologised and asked everyone to continue with their meals. Brad walked off to the men’s room to check his face. 
When he was looking at the mirror he saw he had swelling on his right cheek. He rinsed his face and sat down on the chair that was in the corner. Brad was shaking a little and still felt angry. 
There was a knock at the door, Tammie came in and walked straight over to Brad. Brad couldnt look at her and simply said sorry. Tammie knelt down in front of him and placed her hands on either side of his face. 'Hunny that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me' she stated. Brad still looking at the floor still shaking a little, Tammie pushed his legs apart and shuffled between them still on her knees she hugged him. The size difference was very apparent, Brad was massive and she was tiny. He eventually wrapped his arms round her and held her tight. Tammie pulled back a little and lifted his face so they were looking right at eachother. 
'Your an amazing guy Brad, you have nothing to feel sorry about' she said softly
For the first time Brad was looking right at her their faces inches apart, he could feel her warm breath on his lips and his on hers. 
Tammie lent in and gave him a tentative quick kiss on the lips, when their lips parted they froze for a moment. Brads hands gripped her a little firmer and pulled her in for a strong, passionate kiss. It went on for a few moments, Tammie rose off her knees and slowly pushed Brad back in his seat and without breaking the kiss she straddled his lap. The kiss got more intense now using tongue, she rested her fore arms on his chest and her hands held his face, his hands were plastered to her hips but had pulled her closer to him. Tammie went to reach down towards his crotch when there was a knock at the door. It was Amber she spoke through the door 'Guys im sorry to interrupt but we need you out here'. Tammie chuckled stepped off of Brad's lap. As he stood up she kissed him one more time, hugged him and as she pulled away she told him 'Im not finished with you yet'. She winked at him and them skipped out of the toilets. 

Brad just smiled and thought, this is just the beginning....