Naked at Grandma’s 2 and 3

By Kahuntwm

Copyright 2024 by Kahuntwm, all rights reserved

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Naked at Grandma’s Ch. 2
By kahuntwm1588@outlook.com

Brett Remsky’s grandmother, Ursula Remsky, offered him a place to stay when he was attending a private high school. She got to know her grandson very well and was very familiar with all his intimate areas. Soon, his friends would join the fun. Please read Ch 1 first since most of the characters are introduced in that chapter.
CFNM, CMNM, OON, Incest
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It took me a few days to fully recover from the weekend when Brett’s best friend Jerry Allard joined us. Having two beautiful fourteen year old boys prancing around in the nude was a tad overwhelming for me. It was such fun. I was somewhat surprised at how comfortable the boys were being naked around me all the time. In the few weeks prior to when Jerry joined us, Brett had become very, very comfortable being the only one naked. Very quickly in the process, Brett didn’t mind me staring at his nude body, and he let me touch him, wash him, and just admire his beauty.

But Brett never acted like he was someone special. There never was the attitude or poses which cried out ‘Look at me - I am so handsome’. He acted as he normally would if he had been fully dressed. I decided that some people (actually, a lot of people) were natural nudists. And Brett was one of them. He was comfortable being naked in front of me.

Then Jerry joined us and he also became comfortable - rather quickly. Of course, he was also following Brett’s example. And Jerry, like Brett, did not mind when I touched him. Neither waltzed around encouraging my touching. They acted naturally and did not flinch whenever my hand landed on their privates. Jerry did let me know how wonderful it was when I jerked him off. Perhaps he let me do that because I arranged it so that he got to touch Brett’s cock and balls. And I decided that having one boy straight (Brett) and one gay (Jerry) opened up some possibilities.

After Brett and I took Jerry back to the dorm on Sunday night, I told Brett that I wanted to have my lady friends, Peggy, Lauren, Trudy, and Marie, to join us the next weekend. Did he think that Jerry would be okay with that?

“I would assume so,” Brett surmised. “After all, there wasn’t much hesitation on his part being nude in front of you. On the other hand, it was a bit overwhelming for me the first time I met you friends in the nude. Was I embarrassed? You bet. But was it still exciting? Absolutely.”

“Why don’t we do this? Let’s have Jerry over for next weekend and then the following weekend, we will do the same, but have the ladies join us. And we will offer Jerry a reward if he goes along with all this?”

“And what reward would that be?” Brett asked.

“Do you trust me?” I asked.

“Of course,” he said. “I go around naked for you, don’t I?”

“We are going to let him give you the massage of your life.” I said.

“What does that mean, exactly,” he said. “You know, I will not return the favor to him. I respect and accept his sexuality, and he respects and accepts mine. I don’t want that to change.”

“I understand that. You are going to be his reward. He will be mine.”

When I picked up the boys from school on Friday, we explained to Jerry about my little club and what would be required of him. He listened intently and said very little and I began to worry that maybe we crossed a line with him. Ah, me of little faith! He finally asked a question.

“What if I get hard?”

“We will take care of it like we took care of it last week,” I said.

“I will think about it,” he said.

When we arrived home, the boys stripped so that I could admire their bodies and at some point, I got alone with Jerry and asked him why he was hesitant about the next weekend with my lady friends.

“I don’t really know,” he said. “It just seems a bit much.”

“Yes, I can see that, but Brett made it through without a hitch,” I said.

“He is kind of special,” Jerry said. “I’m comfortable with you and Brett but these are people I don’t know. What if they don’t like me?”

“Oh, trust me on that one,” I said. “My friends are going to like you.” I gently grabbed his penis and said “They are going to like every inch of you.”
Jerry looked down as my fingers surrounded his cock and smiled a bit. Then I said “Jerry, dear, I also have a surprise for you this weekend.”

“Really?”

You are going to give Brett a massage,” I said.

Boy, his eyes perked at that one. “Seriously? He won’t go along with that.”

“He will. He agreed that if you join him next week, he will let you touch him all over.
We will blindfold him and you get to make him feel good. He will either pretend you are a girl massaging him or, more likely, he knows it is you and that he doesn’t mind because you are his best friend.”

So on Saturday morning, Jerry and I set up a massage table. Brett soon wandered in and Jerry looked at him with love and lust.

“Are you okay with this, Brett?” Jerry asked.

Brett shrugged and said “you are the only boy I would ever let do this. You must never tell anyone else about it.”

“I hope you two don’t mind,” I said, “but I will remain and watch Jerry put you in heaven.”

Brett laughed and said okay but that would be even more embarrassing. I retorted that embarrassment is good for him. So I blindfolded my grandson and helped him get on the board lying face down. I paused because I couldn’t take my eyes off my grandson's smooth ass, a glorious sight, I must say. Brett gave a lot of groans during this massage (really just a rubdown with a lot of lip work). And I did some groans myself seeing my grandson be so sexually aroused by the machinations of his best friend.

Jerry kissed every inch of my grandson’s body. I was shocked and exceedingly aroused when I saw Jerry pull Brett’s leg up causing his ass to split. Brett literally screamed when he felt Jerry’s tongue licking his butt hole. I scream out, too.

“Do you want me to stop?” asked Jerry when he came up for air.

“Jesus, no,” exclaimed Brett. The sensations Brett was feeling caused his body to contort every which way. Finally Jerry had him turn over and I saw my grandson’s cock pulsating at its full five inches. Jerry managed to get all five inches into his mouth. He would stroke his friend’s cock for ten or so seconds and then suck on his friend’s balls. Jerry slurped all over Brett’s most intimate parts.

I thought Brett was going to break the table so I went over and held his body so that Jerry could complete the job. As my grandson screamed out, I kissed his face all over as he ejaculated his precious cum into Jerry’s mouth.

It took a good three or four minutes for both boys to recover from the experience. But Jerry still needed to be satisfied. That was my job - and my reward to him.. He had sat in a chair while Brett still rested on the bed. I went over to Jerry, kneeled down, and engulfed his impressive erection. Boy, he tasted good. I must have swallowed five or six spurts of Jerry’s semen. I noticed that Brett watched all this and when I finished with Jerry, I went over to my grandson and cleaned his genitals, now soft and resting. There wasn’t much to clean since Jerry had swallowed Brett’s cum, but I cleaned his boyhood anyway.

This was another highlight in my life that I never forgot - and not a drop of cum fell to the floor or anywhere else except in Jerry’s and my mouth.

The next weekend I picked up the boys from school again and when we arrived home, I introduced Jerry to the ladies. I knew Jerry was nervous but the girls were absolutely enthralled with him. Peggy and Lauren proceeded to strip the boy naked while Susan and Carol did the honors of stripping my grandson..

We walked into the living room and I told the boys to walk ahead of the ladies so they could admire their asses as they walked. I have to say - the boys had pretty asses. “Now, Jerry,” I said, “please allow the ladies to check you out.”

Following Brett’s lead, the boys each stood, for about a minute in front of each lady, while each fondled the boys’ precious sex. I could see Jerry was enjoying this immensely as did Brett. Then the day’s activity proceeded - ping pong, swimming, and arm wrestling. Peggy came up with a wonderful idea.

“Boys,” she said. “this carpet (we were in the living room) is very plush. We want to watch you two wrestle each other.

Even Brett wasn’t sure he wanted that. That was because he and Jerry knew that at some point in wrestling, they were likely to be spread wide open, if you know what I mean. Which, of course, was why Peggy suggested the wrestling. Neither boy immediately agreed to do this and went into another room to discuss the situation (which Brett later related to me)..

“This is too embarrassing,” Jerry said. “I don’t want them to see or stare at my asshole.”

“Why not?” Brett asked. “You stared at by butt yesterday.”

“Well, you have a cute butt hole and you taste great,” Jerry said.

Brett said. “Listen, this day is for the ladies. They all are old and we are giving them the time of their old lives. They seem to love us regardless of what we do.”

We marked out an area that would constitute a wrestling mat and the five of us sat around the mat area. The boys, who were familiar with wrestling from their gym classes at school, assumed the starting position - both on their knees with one wrapping his arm around the other. For us that meant we could see the boys with their asses somewhat spread out and their balls prominently swaying.

I could see Brett’s face blushing red so I knew he felt very awkward, if not embarrassed, that some of the ladies could see his private areas so openly displayed.
I understand the embarrassment, but I hoped he realized how happy he made the five of us by letting them see his intimate and private areas so graphically. To know every inch of a boy’s body was very precious.

The highlight for me was when Jerry, at some point, managed to flip Brett so that he was on his back with Jerry resting on one of Brett’s legs while holding the other leg back and over Brett’s head.

“Jerry,” Trudy yelled out, “hold that position!” Well, we all cheered at the sight of Brett’s butt crack, asshole, hanging balls, and swaying penis exposed to us.

“Hey Brett,” Peggy said, “cute little butt hole. Ever use a vibrator?”

“Brettsie,” Trudy said, “your balls look delicious.”

At that, Brett pushed hard and Jerry had to release his hold. But I knew now that my friends knew - that we all had seen, up close and personal, every inch of Brett’s body. No secrets, no more. Later, we got to see Jerry’s undercarriage - and we felt we owned him also.

Later I thanked Jerry for getting Brett into a position where we all could see Brett in all his glory.

“Just between you and me,” Jerry whispered, “I think Brett has the cutest asshole and the sweetest balls and I wanted to share that with you and your friends”

“I agree with you,” I whispered back. “And guess what? You asshole and balls are just as cute and sweet.” God, did Jerry blush in response to my comment and I kissed him on the lips. A bit much? you might ask. Not really. After all, I had masterbated this boy and he did not mind the kiss at all.

I do know that Trudy, whom I thought was a bit over-sexed, later told Brett that she loved his butt hole. I was watching this from afar and saw that she got Brett to bend over so she could get a closer look. What she saw, close up, absolutely made Trudy’s week.

The weekend ended and I suddenly realized that neither boy ever had an erection. I knew that would have to change in the future. Seeing a teenage boy with a full blown erection is one of the wonders of the world. Meantime, I decided it was time to broaden our horizons again. There still were three others in Brett’s and Jerry’s pod at school (a fourth one, Peter, was unavailable because of swim team commitments).. Time to get the third boy, Connor Mason, to the mansion.

It turned out that Connor was a little put out that Jerry had been asked to spend the weekend with Brett but that he hadn’t. So Jerry and Brett had to fill Connor in as to what was going on? After he had recovered from his disbelief at what he was hearing, he was eager to join them the next weekend.

I fell in love with Connor the minute I saw him. Now, he didn’t take Jerry’s place in my heart but he was a big part of my heart. We began the weekend with a swim and Connor made no move until he saw Brett and Jerry strip in front of me. So he shrugged and pulled down his boxers and we all saw for the first time Connor’s private parts. His penis was a bit longer than the cocks of Jerry and my grandson. And his balls seemed a tad larger. I decided to initiate the lad right away. I grabbed Connor’ balls and penis and cradled them in my hands. The expression on his face as I manipulated his balls was priceless. Brett grabbed him from me and the three jumped in the pool.

We all had a great weekend. The boys remained naked and I remained enchanted. But I did have an idea of something new and now that I had all three boys here at the mansion, I decided it was time to do some measuring.

“You want to measure our cocks?” Brett asked.

“I do indeed. You all are about fourteen - I know, Connor, you are very close to fifteen - and hope you three will continue to come here during your four years at Tamiami. It will be interesting to find out how you have grown when we measure you as seniors.”

“Now, Jerry, you measure Brett.” Jerry took the ruler and announced the length which I wrote down. “Now Brett, you measure Jerry.” Brett laughed as he held his friend’s cock and announced the measurement (a little bit longer than he was).
“Now, Connor, dear, I will measure you,” I said. He blushed as he looked down and saw me hold his penis out with the ruler. I don’t remember the specifics, but it is safe to say that Connor’s penis was slightly longer and thicker than Jerry’s which was slightly longer and thicker than Brett’s. But all three were well endowed.

“Next, we measure you when hard.” I announced.

“What?” Connor exclaimed.

“Now, Jerry, you get Brett hard and Connor dear, let me get you hard.” Well, Connor looked over at Jerry as he kneeled down and took Brett’s cock in his hand. It didn’t take either boy long to become fully erect and we did a quick measurement.

Connor, however, still hadn’t risen to the occasion. But he was willing. I began by massaging his balls and got him groaning. “What would you like?” I asked him. “A handjob or a blowjob?”

Well, Brett and Jerry laughed at that and Connor looked over at them. They were resting on the coach, still with erections, looking at him. “Go for it,” Brett yelled out.

“Connor,” I said, “tell me your wishes.”

“A blowjob?” he asked weakly.

And so I put his penis inside my mouth. Gosh, was he delicious. I stopped before he came and we did a quick measurement (all three were within five to six inches when raging hot). And then, with Jerry and Brett watching, I sucked Connor off until he exploded - absolutely exploded - his semen into my mouth. He didn’t say it but I know that this was the greatest orgasm he had ever had in his young life.

I had Conner sit by me on the love seat and looked over at Brett and Jerry. Both of whom still sported impressive erections. “Time to relieve yourselves.” I said.

Watching the two boys masterbate, seeing the serene facial expressions, observing the impressive ejaculations spreading precious cum all over the floor, and admiring the contented smiles as they finish their orgasm remain one of my fondest memories.

And Connor? He was just amazed at what was going on. While watching Jerry and my grandson float into heaven, I rested my hand on Connor’s soft penis and tickled his balls. He closed his eyes and put his head back against the back of the loveseat. There I was, watching two teenagers masterbate while fondling the soft sex of a third. Unbelievable.

The rest of the weekend went very well. Having three cocks and six balls flopping around all the time was so erotic for me. And it got me thinking about the final two members of the pod- Susan Ferrell and Carol Norton. We told Connor about my club with my four friends and how they would be at the mansion the following week. Connor clearly was the more mature of the three boys and did not hesitate to say how he was looking forward to the next time.

The following weekend, I picked up the three boys after school on Friday and Connor got to meet Peggy, Lauren, Trudy, and Marie. The expression on Trudy’s face when she saw Connor told me that she was going to claim him as her own. I loved Connor but it did not bother me that Trudy wanted him. She was always the most aggressive of our group when it came to sexual seduction of teenage males. And Connor was the most mature of the three. Besides, my love was for my grandson Brett and I decided that I would focus on him from now on.

But what of Jerry? Although he loved being fondled by us all, he really had no release for his feelings. While he loved Brett, my grandson was not all that comfortable when Jerry touched him. We needed a gay man for Jerry and I had the perfect person for that.

One of our friends was Gordon Connerly, who at age forty-one, was a bit younger than we ladies (in our sixties and seventies). He was never in our group as such because we thought the boys we captured would be uncomfortable around a gay man. Of course, we had not factored in having a gay boy like Jerry. So, I invited Gordon to join us this weekend.

On the ride to the mansion, I explained why Gordon would be joining us and told Brett and Connor that they need not worry about him as his only interest would be Jerry.

“I’m not sure about all this,” Jerry said. “What if I don’t like him?”

“Then nothing happens and we don’t invite him for future weekends,” I said. “None of you are really forced into anything. Just say ‘no’ and that will be respected. And remember, he is a gay man and he is going to like looking at all of you when you are naked. As do my friends and me.”

I think all three boys blushed at that comment. Funny - they still feel embarrassment but they still strip naked for us. So they must feel good that we ladies admire their nudity. Conner, I am guessing, likes it even more than the other two boys.

Well, the weekend went very well. They were constantly goofing off or just swimming or playing games, which we all joined with them. My concerns about Jerry and Gordon were unfounded. They bonded when Connor, after the swim, put his arm around Jerry’s shoulders and said “You are a beautiful boy - don’t ever forget it.” I do know that nothing happened between them this weekend. Gordon would never presume that anyone would necessarily welcome any advances by him. He could wait until Jerry became totally comfortable with him, if that ever happens.

On Sunday, before the ladies and Gordon left and I took the boys back to school, the ladies and I had a discussion. We decided that the two girls in the pod would be invited the following weekend. But getting them naked would be a challenge, and much more delicate to accomplish.

It was decided that once everyone settled down the next Friday, that Marie (who was a lesbian) and I (who was bi) would take each girl separately to a room and explain what we wanted.

“You know,” I mused, “perhaps we don’t get them naked right away. I have these two silk slip-on - well, not dresses -perhaps nightgowns. And the nightgowns are kind of ‘see through’. It will leave the girls as close to naked as they can be without actually being naked. We will start them out with that and then let them see the boys naked. Finally, we wait till we see how the girls react.”

“We all agreed that this seemed like a plan and as good a way to get started as can be. On Friday, once everyone had arrived, the students decided to have a swim but this time, everyone wore bathing suits. The boys had those baggy suits (not sexy) and the girls wore one-piece bathing suits (not as sexy as bikinis). Once they finished swimming, they all went up to their bedrooms (everyone had separate rooms except Brett and Jerry shared one room). So I wandered in with Susan into her room and Marie went with Carol to her room. The boys were told to change into clothes and get downstairs.

Susan was a very cute girl and it was easy to see why Brett was attracted to her. But it didn’t take long to realize that Susan’s beauty wasn’t the only asset in her arsenal.
She was very bright, spoke well, and exhibited a kindness and sweetness that made her very special. She had her faults - bit hasty making a sarcastic comment and could be a bit pushy around her friends. These faults were minor when compared with her substantial character, personality and beauty. I knew that if she and Brett began going steady that she would dominate that relationship. Of course, Brett, who was very easy going and overly sensitive to the feelings of others, liked his girlfriend to be the boss, as such.

To top everything off, Susan had a delectable body. When we settled in her room, I suggested that she get out of her bathing suit.

“While you are here?” she asked, her eyes widening.

“You don’t mind, do you, sweetie?” I asked while I got her silk robe ready. “I mean, I have seen Brett naked, so why not you?”

“You have seen Brett naked?” she asked incredulously.

“Of course,” I said. “He isn’t shy around his grandma.”

“Is he cute?” she asked.

“Of course,” I said.

“I mean, cute down there?” she asked, pointing to her crotch.

“Oh, yes,” I said, “especially down there. You will see for yourself.”

“What?” she practically yelled. “When?”

“Tonight,” I said. “House rules - the boys go naked for the weekend.”

“Carol and I don’t have to, do we?” Susan asked.

“Don’t have to, but we all hope that eventually you will,” I said.

“I don’t know if I would have the nerve to,” she said.

“Let us find out,” I replied. “Susan, dear, take off your bathing suit and let me see the real you.”

She stared at me and then peeled her bathing suit off and stood before me completely naked. Oh, what a sight. Her breasts had just begun to develop - still prominent but not yet at full force. But her vagina! Totally bare - her pubic mound showing her love slit in all its glory. Stunning and making my lesbian side tingling me all over.

I stood up and walked to her and kissed her forehead. I then pulled her into me so that I could give a big hug. As I did when hugging my naked grandson, I placed my hand on her smooth and soft ass cheek. No feeling is as good as when hugging a naked teenager (of either gender), you squeeze his or her ass - so soft, so pure, so smooth -and knowing how embarrassed he or she must feel.

I released dear Susan from the hug and looked down at her face which was looking down to the floor and blushing a bright red. “Did I embarrass you, sweetie?”

“Yes, grandma,” she said (all the children called me ‘grandma’ but only Brett was my grandchild).

“I can’t stop staring at you, Susan, because you are so beautiful when you are naked. Do you really mind? I will stop if you wish.”

“No…” she said hesitatingly. “I don’t mind.”

I leaned down and took a close look at her delicious pussy. “Oh, dear,” I said. “You are so cute - do you mind if I just touch - very lightly?”

Susan placed her hands on my shoulders. “If you wish,” she whispered. I ran my finger on and between her labia majora. I could feel her body tingle and shake but she did not pull away. To me, my touch was very exhilarating. To her, it was electric.

I stood up and I didn’t want to go further. Too soon and perhaps, it was Brett’s place to explore her precious parts. “You and Carol will not go naked in front of the boys until you are ready and willing. But I ask that you wear this robe. It is pure silk.” The robe had no front or back - it was like the monks wore. Raise your arms up.”

As she did, I put the robe around her head and the silk material just naturally flowed down, covering but not completely hiding her nakedness. I stepped back and I could see the outline of her nipples but her sex was hard to make out. I turned her so that she could look in the mirror.

“You look so beautiful in this robe. This is what you will wear tonight.”

We left her room and met Marie and Carol in the hallway. Carol looked just as beautiful as Susan. They looked at each other and just giggled. As they did, Marie whispered that she had a good time with Carol but that nothing inappropriate happened between them. “I think she is pretty straight,” Maria said. “And she really likes Connor.”

Suddenly Susan spoke up and asked “Grandma, didn’t you promise that we would see the boys naked?”

“Yes, I did,” I answered.

“Then let’s get going,” she said as we all laughed.

When the four of us walked into the living room, the conversation stopped as everyone looked at these two gorgeous fourteen year old girls - just on the cusp of maturity. The silk robes showed just enough that all could dream of their nakedness.
And the robes didn’t just cover them..No, no. The silk material seemed to just flow over them, following each crevice and form in their bodies. Their small (only teenagers, you know) breasts seemed more prominent in their silk robes.

Brett, wrapped in just a towel, went to Susan and just gave a whistle.

Susan turned to me and said “Grandma - you promised.”

“I did indeed,” I replied. “Brett dear, put your hands on your head. It is time your girlfriend saw the real you. Susan, go to it.” And sweet Susan did. She removed the towel and for the first time, saw her boyfriend’s cute cock and balls. She just stared as Brett blushed redder and redder.

“Carol,” I said, “would you do the honors with Conner. You do want to see his penis and balls, don’t you?”

Carol laughed and quickly pulled Connor’s towel away. She gasped in delight as she saw her friend’s impressive male package. The two became an item that night.

I then noticed Jerry, still wearing his towel. “Gordon,” I said to my old friend, “would you like to get Jerry all naked?”

Everyone laughed as they knew just how much Gordon liked Jerry ‘all naked’.
Once everyone saw Jerry’s intimate parts flopping all around, the ladies and I began to cheer the boys.

Now girls, and you too, Gordon, may touch - gently please.”

Susan looked into Brett’s eyes as she touched and cradled his balls, and pulled on his penis. Brett looked down at what she was doing to his sexual parts. My dear grandson then began to grow an erection and soon his cock stood hard and pulsating.

Connor’s cock reacted in the same way as Carol softly stroked her boyfriend’s treasure. And it didn’t take long for Connor to get Jerry hard.

I made the boys stand together and we all cheered them, or more accurately, cheered their massive, erect penises. “Now, ladies, and you Gordon, no more touching. I think as we eat supper on the lanai that we insist that the boy remain fully erect. Everyone agree?”

While everyone, with the possible exception of the boys, cheerfully agreed and that night became very special. But as dinner ended, the boys’ cocks, being unattended, began to wilt. After the paper plates and stuff were moved away, I made an announcement.

“Susan and Carol,” I said. “Would you care to join the boys?” They could hardly say ‘no’ but it was clear that they pretty much wanted to. I think both liked how the adults admired the naked boys and perhaps, I would think, they wanted to be admired. I was sure that whatever hesitation they felt, they would not mind stripping naked. They both just stood there and Marie and went behind them and untied the string that held the robes in place. It was silent in the room as their robes flowed down, revealing their nakedness to all of us. It was an exhilarating sight.

Both girls could not help blushing, but they liked the clapping that followed their disrobing. Brett and Connor could not help staring at them - the first time they had seen their girlfriends in the nude. And their erections had recovered their glory. The evening was drawing to a close.

“Now, girls,” I said. “We are going to show you how to satisfy your man. Trudy, I want you to relieve Connor, Gordon can relieve Jerry, and I will relieve my grandson.” I placed Connor, Trudy, and myself on the couch. As I instructed them, we split our legs so that each boy could sit in front of us. I had Susan and Carol sit with the adults in front of us. At my signal, Gordon, Trudy, and I reached around our boy and proceeded to masterbate each one.

I could see Susan and Carol watching their boy - noticing their facial expressions as we jerked them off. I could feel Brett’s body begin to stiffen and his groans grew louder and suddenly he ejaculated his semen all over his own genitals and his stomach. Susan’s eyes were wide - with shock and wonder. Clearly she had never seen any boy, nevermind her boyfriend, experience an orgasm. Brett looked at Susan as he finished. My hands were still around his cock and holding his balls. He gave her a sheepish smile and she silently worded ‘I love you.’

Brett got up, still covered with his cum, and I said to Susan, “Go with him and help him clean up.” Her face and eyes were still registering the breathtaking sight she had just seen. But she got out of her chair, took his hand, and walked him over to the sink. I could see from Brett’s face that he was profoundly embarrassed that his girlfriend had seen him jerked off (by his grandmother, no less). But he stood by the sink and said nothing as Susan soaped up her hands and proceeded to wash his stomach and genitals. By now, Brett’s penis was soft and at rest, and Susan later told me she loved the way Brett’s sex organ felt in her soapy hands.

Connor and Carol also had a similar experience, but I didn’t see that much with them as I was focused on my naked grandson and his naked girlfriend. But Trudy let me know that jerking off Connor was an electric experience for her.

And Jerry? He clearly loved the way Gordon touched his sex, both when Gordon jerked him off and when he cleaned him up. Clearly, Jerry was getting very comfortable with his new, middle aged friend. It would be interesting to see how this relationship develops and I let Gordon know that I wanted to know all about whatever happened between him and Jerry.

He just smiled and I knew he would let me in on anything and everything that happens.

The rest of the weekend went very well. Watching the children play games and swim while in the nude was exhilarating and thrilling for us.

What I wasn’t counting on was that the families of these children would soon get involved. Thank goodness I own a mansion with a lot of bedrooms and bathrooms.

{End of Ch. 2}






Naked at Grandma’s, Ch. 3
By kahunwm1588@outlook.com
CFNM, CMNM, OON, Incest

It took a while for me and my friends, Peggy, Laurie, Trudy and Marie to recover from the previous weekend when all the children in Brett’s ‘Pod’ at school (Jerry, Connor, Susan, and Carol) spent their time with us while in the nude. While we rested up from our experience with these beautiful teenagers, we discussed the future.

“Ursula,” Peggy asked, “didn’t the pod have another boy, Peter Kinely? Why wasn’t he here?”

“Ah,” I replied, impressed that Peggy had remembered he existed, “he is a swimmer and had a big away meet last weekend. Brett said he wanted to join us but simply wasn’t able to because of the meet.”

“Well,” Laurie said, “goal number one is to get him here and get him naked.”

“I agree,” I said. “Hopefully, the next time we have them all here.”

“Why not next weekend?” Trudy asked.

“Because next weekend is Parents Weekend at the school and the children will be spending time with their parents,” I said.

“I hope the kids remember to keep their mouths shut about us,” Marie said.

“I think we have that covered,” I said. “The kids enjoyed themselves with us and would not want to jeopardize that. Besides, it isn’t something you would normally tell your parents.”

“So, your son Paul and his family will be staying next weekend here at the mansion?” Trudy asked.

“Indeed,” I said.

“That will be tough on you,” Marie said, “since Brett will have to keep his clothes on.”

I laughed and brought a picture of Brett’s family over for the ladies to see. I pointed out Paul and his wonderful wife Mabel and Brett’s siblings: the oldest child, my granddaughter Shirley, aged 15, the twins Jonny and Joanie, 12, and the twins Bryan and Charlotte, 10.

“Christ,” Peggy said, “everyone is as cute as can be. Too bad we can’t get them all naked.”

“Oh, my goodness,” Marie said, “I would love to see Shirley in her natural state,”

“Now ladies,” I said, “control yourselves. I have good news. It is possible I can make it happen.” I explained how Paul and Mabel had a rather raucous relationship when they were seventeen which greatly concerned my husband and me as well as Mabel’s parents. And Mabel became pregnant with Shirley when she was only seventeen. They got married and settled down. We supported them financially while they got their college educations while having and bringing up children.

Actually, we ‘grandparents’ had fun babysitting the wee ones but we knew that Paul and Mabel were unhappy with the way their lives were going. They rather enjoyed being wild and resented that their mistakes at age seventeen robbed them of the fun they could have had when they were eighteen and nineteen and in college without children. But they acted responsibly, acknowledged their mistakes, and made the best of it.

So, I told the ladies I would talk to Paul and Mabel and see what was possible. And the weekend they were all here at the mansion during Parent’s Weekend at Tamiami School was a fun one. I was unhappy that I could not see my Brett wandering around naked as be, but I did enjoy having all my grandchildren here. I didn’t see much in the sense that, even with the swimming, I never saw any nude children. The bathing suits may have been a tad skimpy, but I did not see any willies or pussies. But I did have a revealing conversation with my son Paul and my daughter-in-law Mabel.

“You mean Brett walks around in the nude?” Mabel asked incredulously.

“I can’t believe it,” Paul said.

And I could not believe that they were smiling when they said this. I had hoped this would be their reaction but I couldn’t be 100% sure.

“How does he look?” Mabel asked.

“Look?” I asked, a little confused.

“I mean his privates - is he growing properly down there?”

“Oh, gosh, yes,” I said, laughing with relief. “He’s got the cutest cock and balls,”

“Let’s get him naked right now,” Paul said.

“No, no,” I said. “These things take planning. He may not want to get naked in front of his mommy and daddy and we do not - I emphasize the ‘not’ - force anyone to do anything that they really don’t want to do. Tell you what. The school closes all Thanksgiving week. Brett, of course, is planning to go home that week. Now, I know that the public schools are in session the Monday and Tuesday before their break starts. So, leave Brett here with me, and have your children skip those two days of school, and come visit me. Without you. Let me have them beginning Saturday, and then you come up on Wednesday for Thanksgiving.

Well, Paul and Mabel were absolutely okay with that and Trudy, Lauren, Peggy, and Marie were overjoyed when I finished relating my conversation with my son Paul and my daughter-in-law Mabel.

“I am pleased - to have a bunch of cute pre-teen and teen age children playing in the nude - it is, well - breathtaking. Still, I am surprised that the parents are so agreeable,” Trudy said.

“Well,” I said, “it seems that Mabel’s family were nudists, at some point when she was a child. She told me that she thinks she was about eight or nine and the whole thing lasted only a few years. Apparently, her older siblings refused to participate once they passed puberty and her parents did not want to force the issue. Anyway, if this nudity thing begins now, then it should not be a problem later. She has only two children who have passed puberty and one, Brett, had already done it. You know, it may not work out and if we don't get them all naked before the parents arrive, then it probably won’t work. I think Brett will be crucial to the success of this idea.”

We worked out the plan and eagerly awaited the arrival of the children on that Friday before Thanksgiving. It took two cars and my son and daughter-in-law stayed for supper and then drove off. That evening, the kids just played, did video games or watched TV, and then went off to bed. Thanks to the size of my mansion, each of the six children had their own room, as did my four friends (who would be with us until Wednesday when they would go home to be with family on Thanksgiving and then return on the next day) and I still had more than enough space for Paul and Mabel when they arrived just before Thanksgiving.

The first test would come after breakfast on Saturday. First, I had everyone spend about thirty minutes helping to clean up the first floor (polishing, vacuum, etc) and everyone was a little sweaty after that. So, I suggested a swim. They all ran upstairs to change and then had fun swimming for a half hour. Brett was responsible for his two younger brothers and Shirley watched out for her two younger sisters. A good time was had by all.

And I enjoyed watching them swim. The three boys had the usual baggy swim trunks but the three girls wore cute little bikinis. I must say, Shirley, at the age of ‘almost 16,’ (as she kept reminding me) filled out her bikini rather well. She was well developed for her age. Janice, who was only twelve, had a slight but noticeable bump under her swim bra - so cute. Young Charlotte, at age ten, hadn’t started yet. Even so, I knew Marie would be as excited as I was.

Shirley’s bottom half of her bikini covered her sex very well and she didn’t display too much of her butt cheeks. The younger girls, with much smaller vaginas, left a lot of room for imagination - meaning, everything was well covered. Oh, well.

Once they were all out of the water, I suggested that they just relax and not bother to change back to their clothes. “After all,” I said, “once dry, they will be comfortable, and you will all be swimming quite a bit today.”

“I guess I don’t mind,” Shirley said, “but I do feel a little underdressed..”

“You are better off than the boys,” I said, noticing Brett’s eyes widened at that. He knew what was coming.

“What does that mean?” Shirley asked, seeing Brett’s reaction.

“I have a rule here at my mansion and that is that all male children must swim in the nude and remain naked while at the house.”

The expressions on Jonny’s and Bryan’s faces were worth paying admission to see. But the smile on Shirley’s face was as wide as possible.

“You mean, that the boys have to shuck their swimsuits and remain naked for the day?”

“For the weekend,” I said, “unless we have visitors.”

Jeanie and Charlotte began giggling. Each was about to see her twin brother naked, not to mention seeing what big brother Brett had been hiding all these years..

“Okay, Brett,” Shirley said, “get naked. I always wanted to see what you have there between your legs.” My grandson did not disappoint. He stood up and quickly pulled down his bathing suit and stood there completely naked. The girls all looked right at his sex organ, with mouths open. All sisters, I believe, should know what their brother’s sex organs look like. As it turned out, this was the first time all three girls got to see a boy’s cock and balls - up close and alive. And Brett’s penis and testicles were magnificent - minimal pubic hair on top, a graceful penis flowing across his scrotum, and his testicles very visible.

“Turn around, Brett,” Shirley ordered. Now the girls could see their brother’s soft and pure ass. They liked what they saw.

“What about Jonny,” asked Jeanie, Jonny’s twin sister.

“And Bryan,” asked Charlotte.

“Well boys,” I said, “We won’t force you, but if your older brother is brave enough to strip, then surely you are.”

Maybe or maybe not, but the two boys felt they had no real choice. So, reluctantly, down came their swimsuits and there, the two boys stood in all their nakedness, in front of their grandmother and sisters. Both boys were blushing profusely, but both resisted the urge to cover their genitals. Neither had any pubic hairs but their cocks were long and thick enough that no one had any trouble seeing them. And their little balls were there for viewing - perhaps not so little and certainly very precious..

I was so pleased that the stripping of the boys went so easily. The girls just stared at the boys’ treasures and when the boys realized that, the three of them jumped in the water. I quickly got three goggles for the girls to wear and they jumped in and got to see their brothers’ gorgeous intimate parts, including their butt holes. The boys’ embarrassment was complete, but there was no trouble getting them to remain naked from then on. It was fun to see them play pingpong and the girls and I greatly enjoyed seeing the boys’ cocks and balls flop every which way. It was a great morning and a fun lunch.

It got better in the afternoon. After a rest time and then more games, the crew sat on the couches in the media room. I maneuvered everyone so that Jonny sat with Jeanie, Bryan with Charlotte, and Shirley with Brett. I noticed that Shirley leaned over to look at her brother’s sex organ, commenting how cute the crevices on Brett’s scrotum were. He blushed and she laughed.

“Grandma,” she asked, “can I just touch Brett a little?”

“No,” said Bett, fearing a hard-on coming if his sister did touch him.

“Of course,” I said, “but be ever so gentle.”

“Please Brett?” Shirley said, wanting her brother’s permission. He didn’t say anything but he put his hands beside his legs and opened his legs a little. He looked on in wonder as he watched his sister play with his balls and penis.

“Oh, god,” she said, “everything feels soft and cushy.” She then gently began to massage her brother’s balls and stroke his cute penis which soon began to grow. Brett just leaned his head on the back of the couch and began to groan as his sister stroked his penis.

“Oh,, my god,” Jeanie shouted out, “Brett’s thing is getting bigger!” Indeed it was, but as I looked at Brett, he didn’t seem to mind that everyone would see him fully erect. In fact, he was enjoying his sister’s soft touch. Once he was hard, Shirley stopped, as if unsure what to do next.

I wasn’t sure either. It was really up to Brett to decide. “Brett, dear,”I said, “would you like your sister to relieve you?”

Brett looked at me and then at his sister. He said nothing so Shirley said “Please, Brett, I want to make you cum.” He just nodded his head.

Jeanie and Charlotte did not know what all this meant (they were only twelve and ten) so Shirley, who at age 15 liked to think she was an expert in such matters, looked at her two younger sisters and said “Watch how I make Brett squirt his cum - which he has to do or his cock will never go down.”

So we all intently watched Shirley stroke her younger brother and soon we saw Brett’s body stiffen and heard his groans get louder and louder. Suddenly, he ejaculated four or five powerful spurts of his sweet semen all over his sister’s hand and his stomach. He grunted on each spurt, his eyes closed, and his balls jumping all about. Jeanie and Charlotte’s eyes were as wide as could be - they had never seen such a sight. Neither had the girls’ twin brothers.

I saw Connor (only ten) look at his own little pecker and looked like he was having problems envisioning his cock getting as big as Brett’s penis. I think Jonny (twelve) was having a similar problem. Well, maybe they are unable to shoot, but they might enjoy a little manipulation.

“Girls,” I said, “why don’t you each touch your twin brother’s little cocks. Their cocks will have a nice feel to them and will be slightly different when, in a few years, their cocks will be as big as Brett’s.”

Neither boy put up any resistance. Jeanie took her twin brother’s soft penis between two fingers and rubbed his penis crown with his other hand. Jonny never had had anyone touch him there or in that manner and visibly stiffened up. He looked down at his sister’s fingers, squeezing his penis and then watched as Jeanie played with his balls, who marveled at how smooth her brother’s scrotum felt. Soon Jonny’s sweet penis began to grow and his sister began to stroke it - ever so gently. Soon, some white, watery precum appeared and she and her brother enjoyed a sweet smile at each other.

Poor Bryan did not get hard when his twin sister pulled on his penis. His cock was not as big as Jonny’s but it wasn’t some little, almost invisible thing. There was enough for Charlotte to get a strong hold on and even his little balls were clearly available for a little massage.

What a special moment for me and Peggy, Lauren, Trudy, and Marie. The ladies never said a thing while all this was happening. But our next challenge was simple: how to get the girls naked. And for this, I enlisted the help of my ladies group.

Step one - we kept the boys naked after the swim and personal care. All three seemed to enjoy the feeling of freedom that comes while being naked. And after letting their sisters touch their sweet sexual organs, they were no longer embarrassed at being naked in front of their three sisters, my four friends, and me.
But it was time for the girls to return the favor for their brothers.

The afternoon swim had the three boys naked while the girls still wore their bikinis (and their goggles). When they got out, Marie made her move.

“Shirley, sweetie,” she began, “you have a beautiful body. And trust me, as a gay gal I know would know.”

Shirely was a little taken back but she recovered enough to mumble a ‘thank you. Marie’.

Trudy, always aggressive when it came to getting teenagers naked, came up to Shirley and said “Don’t you think it would only be fair for your brothers to see your naked beauty since you have seen their bodies in all their glory?”

My feeling was that Shirley, a mature fifteen year old (almost sixteen) suspected that this was coming. Because she really didn’t put up any fight. She turned to Brett and asked her younger brother, “Well, Brett, do you want to see me naked?”

“Gosh yes, sis,” he replied. “But only if you are comfortable with it.”

“I think I am,” she said, “as long as you are comfortable with it.”

Brett smiled and pointed at his penis, which was twitching at the prospect of seeing his older sister naked. Shirley then untied her bra and soon we could see her pretty bosoms topped with the cutest nipples. There was a little sag to them but not much. Her tits perked outward as if saying ‘here we are.” Next, she untitled her bottoms and soon we all could see the most delicious pussy in the world. She had no pubes as she had shaved them. Her little crack, her luscious labia was on full display. Brett could not take his eyes off his sister’s sex.

Marie was beside herself and for me, my bi kicked in. Like I did with Brett, I wanted to attack her, inspect her, touch her. She was just stunning to look at. She walked over to her brother and sat next to him and gave him a kiss on his cheek. He was blushing almost as much as she was.

It did not take much to get Jeanie and Charlotte naked and their little pussies were as innocent and bald as possible. There we were - six children, six balls, three penises, and three vaginas. We had two prominent breasts. Jeanie’s breasts were a little bulge coming out - she was not flat chested but still had a little development to go. Charlotte, however, was flat chested but still beautiful in her innocence and possibilities.

The next day it was the boys’ turn to investigate their sister’s sex. There was nothing intrusive - Marie and I made sure of that - but, in truth, Brett would be the only one who might want to go beyond touching and he didn’t even make the attempt. He loved his sister too much to try anything that would further embarrass her and he certainly wasn’t going to do anything with the ladies and I watching. And as for the younger boys, it essentially was a quick close-up look and a quick touch.

Still, it was very erotic to see each boy on his knees between each girl’s legs and getting a close up while the girl just sat there in wonderment. Brett did part Shirley’s delectable labia to get a closer look and he was very gentle and whispered to her how very ‘soft’ she was. All in all, a touching moment filled with love all around.

The rest of the till Wednesday was fine - all six of the kids stayed in the nude and all of us adults just sat and enjoyed the view. At some point before my son and daughter-in-law came to pick up the girls and the two younger boys, I called to let Paul and Mabel know what had happened. They both said that they were really looking forward to Thanksgiving.
Brett was nervous about being naked in front of his parents. “Boy,” he said, “I do feel awkward being naked in front of mom - or dad, for that matter.”

“Well, they are expecting you to be naked. Your mom especially wants to see you and how you have developed.”

“You think Shirley will strip for dad?” he asked.

“I believe she will if you first strip for mom,” I replied.

Well, we were going to find out. Brett and I greeted everyone when they arrived late Wednesday afternoon. It was too late for a swim and it was a rather damp day in any case. So, we had a nice dinner which Brett and I prepared that afternoon (spaghetti - easy if you have three adults and six children) after which we all retired to the living room. Paul had all the children talk about their school week and then said that he and Mabel had an announcement.

“Children,” he began, “your mother and I know all about what happened last weekend.”

The reaction of the kids (except for Brett - I had told him that his mom and dad were aware of last weekend) were totally surprised.

“And you are not angry?” asked an incredulous Shirley.

“Angry?” Mabel laughed. “We encouraged your grandma before it happened.”

That surprised the children even more. “Why would you do that?” Shirley asked.

“Because we wanted to lighten up this family. We felt you all were getting too much into yourselves, and not working to be a part of this family. We needed something to bring you all back together - as members of the family. And it was even more important with Brett living with grandma when school is in session.”

“Well, it worked,” piped in Jonny. This time, everyone laughed.

“And it is going to continue this weekend,” Mabel said to her children.

“Does that mean….?” Jeanie asked.

“Yes it does,” mom interrupted her. “You all are to be naked for the rest of the weekend. Brett, grandma tells me you are somewhat reluctant.”

“It just feels awkward to get naked in front of you,” Brett said.

“I know, sweetie,” Mabel replied. “But you are my oldest boy and I am your mother and I want to see you naked. So, you are first. Strip away son.”

While Brett had expressed his reluctance to me, I knew in the end he would do it. So, he stood up and took off his clothes. As he pulled down his boxers, his eyes met his mom’s eyes and he watched as she slowly lowered her eyes to look at his sex organ.
Her smile told him that she was pleased at what she saw. Brett looked at his father and saw that he also was intently checking his cock and balls. Dad had a great smile and even ordered his son to turn around so that he and Mabel could check out his ass.

Brett was pleased at his parents’ reaction but was embarrassed nonetheless. He couldn’t understand why but he felt more embarrassment than he did when his sisters and my friends saw him naked. I thought it was so cute. There a fourteen year old boy was standing naked in front of his parents and was blushing a bright red. A precious sight.

Shirley was next up and had resigned herself that her daddy was going to see her naked. At almost sixteen, she wasn’t sure she could or ought to. But her parents felt it was okay, even normal, and Brett certainly didn’t hesitate too much.

Seeing her hesitation, my son got up and went to his daughter. “Honey,” he said softly, “it is okay. You are so beautiful and I want you to share that beauty with us.”
He began to unbutton her blouse and pulled down her skirt. Shirley didn’t move an inch as her father began to strip her. They stared at each other as he reached around and unclipped her bra. Her bosoms fell out and he looked down at his daughter’s perfect tits and cut nipples. He then leaned down and pulled her panties off and stared directly at his daughter’s shaved pussy. After a couple of seconds, he stood up and gave his daughter a kiss on her cheek.

“Brett,” he said, “why don’t you sit with your mom and Shirley and I will sit here.” What a pretty picture. There was Brett, all naked, sitting next to mom, noticing how she looked at his penis and testicles. On the other couch, there was Shirely, sitting with her daddy, as he looked at her nakedness, and her soft breasts and smooth vagina.

At one point, I looked over and saw Mabel casually move her hand from Brett’s leg onto his sex organ. He jumped a little and I knew that he was worried about getting an erection. But he did not try to move his mom’s hand from his penis and balls. He just sighed in contentment, I think.

Dad took the same liberties with his daughter. He moved his hand and rested it atop of her sweet pussy. She just looked at her dad, smiled a little, and accepted the soft touch of his fingers.

Then Mabel took charge of her two younger boys and had them strip while they stood right in front of her and Brett.

Both Jonny and Bryan were nervous as they got to their boxers. They seemed frozen so Brett got up and stood behind the boys and pulled down their boxers. Mabel gasped at the incredible sight. She was thrilled that her two sons had such long (for their age) and thick penises. And she could see their balls hanging loosely in their sack. And everything was absolutely smooth - no hair anywhere. Now, she loved Brett’s pubic hair - she had already played with his pubes - but she loved the innocence of her two youngest boys. She had them sit on either side of her while Brett came over and sat with me. And yes, my hand replaced her hand on Brett’s gorgeous penis.

Then daddy, with Shirley’s help, stripped Jeanie and Charlotte of their clothes so that their smooth and hairless vaginas were open to his view. The three girls all snuggled on the couch with their father.

I looked over, then looked at Brett, and thought what a wonderful family I had. So open, so trusting, so loving, so beautiful.

Thanksgiving meal was wonderful. Mabel and I cooked the meal and during the meal, the kids remained naked and we saw a lot of Brett and Shirley since they were always getting up and down as they served us. The weekend went very well. Mom and dad got to see their naked children at play or just living their lives. And each child got to feel special (I did not see the following happenings but Brett knew about them and told me all this later).

On Thanksgiving night, when everyone repaired to their bedrooms, mom and dad brought Shirley and Brett to their bedroom. They had Brett lay down on the bed with mom and dad on either side of him and Shirley standing and observing. Apparently, mom and dad did a thorough investigation of his penis and balls.

“They touched me all over,” Brett told me later. “I couldn’t help myself. I was so embarrassed when I got a hard-on. Shirley sat by the pillow and stroked my hair while I went under this intense examination. That is what it felt like. It also began to feel good. Then a really weird thing happened. Dad lifted one of my legs up and I could feel mom’s fingers go from my balls right to my ass. She was looking at and touching my butt hole! My brain was fucking blowing up. I heard them tell Shirley to come and see my asshole but she just said that she had already seen my hole when we were swimming.”

“I was so embarrassed,” Brett continued. “My parents were seeing everything. But with mom touching my hole, my penis began to ache. So dad - I mean, my dad! - began to stroke my penis. I felt so good. Then mom came up from my ass, dad lowered my leg, and mom took over. My mom was jerking me off!! And my dad was fondling my balls! It was fucking unbelievable. And it felt so good. And when I exploded, my cum hit me in my face. I felt so powerful. It was like my soul left my body. It was out of this world.”

“And it got better,” Brett said.

“Better?” I asked.

“Yes, grandma,” he said with a smile. “Mom and dad let me watch while they ‘investigated’ Shirley. She laid down on the bed and dad moved her legs apart and he and mom opened her up - I mean, I could see inside her vagina. But I could see she was embarrassed, just like I was, so I sat beside her and stroked her cheeks and hair as she did for me. I saw dad push his finger inside her and she gripped my hand when that happened. “You okay?” I asked her. She said “Oh, god, yes.”

“It's funny,” Brett said. “Both Shirley and I experienced something wonderful with our mom and dad and yet, each thing only lasted about three to four minutes. Mom and dad were rather quick about their examination. I guess we each passed the tests or whatever. I thought I loved mom and dad a lot before, but my love has increased even more, if that is possible. My mom and dad have seen and touched every part of my body and I am so happy they did.”

“What about your younger brothers and sisters?” I asked.

“Oh, they were brought in also and we all examined them. My little sisters have the cutest pussies - inside and out. And mom really did a thorough check up of Jonny’s and Bryan’s cock and balls. Apparently they all passed the test, also.”

Indeed, they all did. The dynamics of my son’s family changed after that Thanksgiving week.. They were all very close to each other. After all, each child saw every inch of their siblings’ bodies and none had a secret from the others.

But now I needed to get my ladies club more involved with this family.. And Brett’s pod at school - Susan, Carol, Jerry, and Connor - Paul and Mabel would enjoy seeing them naked. And what of the boy Peter Kinley, whom none of us had seen naked. There was much to get done and I had to get to work.

{End of Ch. 3}