Fetishes Awakened Pt. 01

"Good call," he said with a smile.

Renata shifted positions and turned to face me, then lowered herself onto my cock again.

Rob was busy getting close-ups of my cock sliding into Renata's willing pussy between her butt cheeks, but we were already kissing deeply.

"Dig your hands into her ass," Rob barked. "Ren, drill yourself down onto him! Let's see those ass cheeks shake!"

Renata and I were still engaged in a deep kiss, but we both did as we were told. I dug my hands into her meaty cheeks, and she slammed herself down onto me with wild abandon.

She was half-moaning and half-wailing into my mouth as Rob shifted positions to get a shot of our faces.

"That's perfect," he whispered. "It looks tender, like a kiss of love."

Renata held a hand to my cheek as we continued locking lips. Honestly I don't know if either of us was acting. I knew for sure I wasn't.

We shifted positions once more, and this time we were both on our sides, with me slamming into Renata's inviting pussy from behind. I caressed her meaty thigh as I held it up in the air as Rob filmed away. I couldn't help but glance at the varicose veins that were all over her legs, along with the cottage cheese like cellulite that jiggled with each thrust that I offered.

"Oh my god!" Renata yelped as she came again. "My grandson loves me SO much!"

I groaned loudly as I felt her slick goo cover my cock once more. "He sure does grandma," I grunted in response.

We shifted positions again at Rob's direction. This time we were doing it doggy style. I LOVED how I could see Renata's floppy tits sway with my fucking motion. I gripped her wide hips and drilled into her harder at Rob's order. Watching her chubby ass jiggle was a thrill in and of itself.

Rob moved all around the bed, and even positioned the camera underneath us for various shots. I was so into what I was doing though that I barely took notice of him though.

That's why it was a bit of a shock when I did notice Rob pausing from filming to wipe some sweat off his brow. "Fuck," he muttered. "Is the heat bothering either of you?"

"I'm good," I huffed.

"I am beyond good," Renata giggled with delight.

"All right," Rob chuckled. He positioned the camera and directed up to switch positions again.

Renata flipped over onto her back and I happily slid my cock back into her inviting pussy. I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed before, but her muff hair was predominantly gray. I just smiled as I positioned myself again and began pumping as Renata smiled up at me and put both her hands on my cheeks.

"You are such a good boy," she cooed up at me lovingly.

"I'm just happy that you're happy," I panted in reply.

"Oh my sweet grandson," she cooed again. She leaned up and kissed me deeply. When our lips parted she caressed both of my cheeks lovingly. "Thank you for this."

I smiled down at her and leaned in for another deep kiss.

"Let me know when you're close, Dale," Rob said as he got a close-up of my cock sliding effortlessly in and out of Renata's meaty pussy.

"Got it," I nodded. "And where do I cum?"

"In my mouth baby," Renata cooed with a big smile on her face.

"Yeah," Rob said without looking away from the viewfinder. "We talked about it before. While I did like Becky's idea of you cumming inside her, in this case I think the mouth works much better."

"And I agree," Renata giggled as she wrapped her legs around my waist and locked her ankles over the small of my back. She continued to caress my cheeks as I pumped in and out of her.

Just the look on her face AND the thought of blowing my load into her mouth pushed me to the limit. "Almost there," I huffed.

"Perfect," Rob said as he stood up. "Give him the cue Renny," he said as he put the camera on his shoulder.

"Oh my beautiful boy," Renata whimpered. "I want to taste your cum. It will make my birthday perfect!"

I raised a hand to her face and rested it against her cheek. "Are you sure?" I asked her tenderly.

"Oh yes," she cooed. "Tasting my grandson's cum after he fucked me so good would be wonderful."

That was all it took. I pulled out of Renata's still incredibly hot pussy and shuffled up the bed on my knees. I took a hold of my cock and directed it at her already open mouth.

"Oh yes," she giggled with her mouth wide open and tongue hanging out. She licked the head of my cock a few times when it was close enough to her.

"Oh grandma," I grunted loudly. "I'm cumming!"

Renata whimpered her approval and eased herself up a bit. I stroked my cock a few more times and then a huge stream of cum spewed forth and coated part of Renata's face, with most of it ending up in her open mouth. I continued stoking and blew five more huge streams of cum forth. Most of it went directly into her mouth, but some of it splashed off her chin.

The 'pro' that she seemingly was, Renata never flinched once. Whether it was cum in her mouth, or hitting her face, she took it all with a hitch. She leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth. Even though she'd taken my cum in her mouth, she hadn't swallowed it. I could feel her swirl it around my cock as she bobbed her head back and forth gently, coaxing any last bits of cum out of me. She then let some of the cum ooze out of her mouth and down her chin. Some of it even dropped down to her tits.

"Fucking awesome," Rob whispered as he filmed away.

I breathed heavily as Renata continued to gently suck on my cock. I ran a hand through her gray hair and felt a smile cross my lips.

"Happy birthday grandma," I sighed in a contended voice.

"Mmm," Renata moaned softly. She let my cock slide out of her mouth and smiled up at me with my cum dripping off her chin and tits. "Thank you grandson for the best birthday ever."

Rob pulled the camera back slightly and I saw him turn and shoot at the picture he had taken of the two of us a few days prior - the one with me behind Renata with her hand up on my cheek.

"Kinky fucker," I chuckled.

"And that should do it," Rob said with a laugh. "Jesus Christ," he exclaimed as he shut the camera off. "It is hot!"

It WAS hot! Although I just only started to notice at that moment and told Rob and Renata as much. I glanced at Renata and could see the slightest hint of sweat on her forehead.

"I think I notice it now too," she giggled. I was amazed she she continued to just lie there with a contented look on her face, with my cum still on her face and tits.

"I was amazed you both held up so well," Rob said as he began to shut off the lights.

"I was amazed this one fucks so good," Renata giggled as she finally stood up. She ran her hands through her hair and then brushed her brow. "And that was with two quarts of beer in his belly," she added.

"Well," I sighed as I got off the bed and stood next to her. "I can't take all the credit. You deserve most of it yourself."

"Oh," she cooed at me as she finally wiped some of my cum off her chin with her finger. "You are such a dear."

"Well," Rob said with a sigh. "I'm gonna break things down and get the hell out of here. You two can wash up, and you can smoke up here if you want to. Just empty the ashtrays."

"Okay Rob," Renata nodded as she turned and shuffled to the bathroom. "Thanks so much."

"Any time," he called after her as he began to take down the lights. He motioned me over with a wave of his hand. "Great job," he whispered. "I can just leave you fifty on the nightstand if you want."

"Oh just slip it into the pockets of my dress pants," I said as I ran my hands through my hair. "Thanks."

"No," Rob grinned at me. "Thank you. You have no idea how long I've been trying to make this one come together. You got the job done."

******

After Renata and I cleaned up a bit in the bathroom and got dressed, Rob had headed off. I offered to buy a round downstairs for them both, but Rob insisted he wanted to get started on the editing for the video right away.

Renata, however, accepted my offer. After we were both dressed and I had my suit put away in its bag, she cinched her purse over she shoulder and she smiled at me.

"So?" she said. "Shall we?"

I extended my arm and she interlocked hers with mine and we headed for the door. A few minutes later we were downstairs in the bar and Gino was setting two quarts down in front of us.

"Well," Renata sighed as she raised her glass up. "Here's to a job well-done."

I smiled and clinked my glass against hers. "To both of us."

We chatted away as we drank our beers.

"Oh my," Renata exclaimed. "I just realized Rob has the picture of me and my nephew."

"Do you want me to give him a call?" I asked.

"Oh no dear," she replied with a wave of her hand. "I'll get it when I get my copy of our video."

"Y'know," I said as I hoisted my glass up. "I hadn't even considered getting a copy of this video," I took a sip of my beer. "Or even the first two. But," I added with a shrug. "I don't have a VCR so it wouldn't make any difference if I did get copies."

"No VCR?" she sounded surprised.

"Nope," I sighed. "I just moved here a few months ago, and don't have much to my name. I mean I live in this crappy, stuffy place. That's why I offered to buy a round. I know it's gonna be stifling in there, so I wanted to avoid going back."

"Oh? That's too bad," she sounded genuine. "You know," she leaned a bit across the table. "I was thinking to maybe invite you over for dinner tonight," she shrugged. "But, I also do have a spare room."

"Oh," I said, taken a bit aback. I wasn't expecting a dinner invitation, let alone what I thought was an invitation to move in with this sixty-eight year old woman.

"I mean it just sits there empty," she continued. "You can have it if you want."

"Really?" I asked, genuinely surprised. "I mean I appreciate it and all, but," I trailed off.

"Oh think nothing of it dear," she replied with a smile and a wave of her hand. "Like I said, I was going to invite you to dinner. So why not stay?"

"Well," I chuckled. "For one thing, we've just met."

"Yes," she giggled. "But not traditional first meeting, no?"

"I suppose not," I laughed back.

"You do have other job?" she asked. Her accent seemed to be getting thicker as she drank.

"Yeah," I nodded as I waved to Gino and ordered another round. "I work at Red Lobster as a dishwasher."

"I love that place," she giggled in response. "And you work at the one on Dundas?"

"Yeah," I nodded as Gino set down two more beers in front of us.

"That's only a few blocks from my place," Renata exclaimed with a smile. "I live on Elm."

"That is a hell of a lot closer," I confided. "The place I'm at now is eighteen blocks away. I hating walking it when I work late."

"Well then it's perfect dear," Renata reached forward and rested her hand atop mine. "I finally get a use for that spare room, and you get a shorter walk to and from work."

******

I went back to my shit-hole of a place and packed my things, then told the landlord I was moving out effective immediately and turned in my keys.

Renata had taken my suit bag to her place with her, because she saw no need for me to take it home and then drag it back to her place. Which I agreed made sense. With my bags packed and everything settled up, I headed out into the late afternoon bustle and heat.

I stopped off at a phone booth and called work to advise them I had a new number, and then assured them that I would be in tomorrow. Then I headed off to Renata's building. I stopped at a beer store along the way and picked up a twelve pack of Molson Export and was relieved that I didn't get carded.

It was a two-story older place with and electronics store on the ground floor. I went to the door that lead up to the apartments on the second floor, and buzzed Renata's place, then she buzzed me up.

When she greeted me at the door I immediately saw her as a 'saintly grandmother' again. She was wearing a light, floral dress, with slippers and she had glasses hanging from a chain around her neck.

"Glad you're here," she greeted me with a warm hug.

"I can't tell you how much I appreciate this," I said as I patted her back affectionately. "It was so stifling when I went back to the old place this afternoon."

"Oh think nothing of it, dear," she said in an assuring voice as she released her embrace and invited me in. "You didn't need to bring beer."

"Please," I chuckled as I set the case of twelve down on the floor as Renata closed the door behind me.

"Is this all your stuff?" Renata asked as she closed the door behind me.

"Yeah," I sighed as I set my bags down. "I travel," I sighed even heavier. "And move to a new city really light."

"Oh you're new here?" she asked as she scooped up the twelve pack and headed for the fridge with it. "I got the impression you were from here."

"Oh I've been here many times," I explained as I stood there not really knowing what to do.

"Would you like a cold one?" Renata held up a bottle of Carlsberg in her hand in front of the fridge.

"Yeah," I replied. "That'd be nice."

"Please," she gestured me to the living room area with her hand. "Have a seat."

"Thanks," I said with a smile as I headed for the couch. I immediately knew this move did make sense. There was no air conditioning, but it was a HELL of a lot cooler than my stuffy old place. The coolness was aided by a fan Renata had propped up in the corner.

"I guess I should have asked before," Renata giggled as she shuffled into the living room area to join me. "You're not working at Red Lobster tonight?"

"No," I accepted the bottle from her with a smile. "I am tomorrow though. And I'll be working late, so I hope it's not a problem if I'm back well after midnight."

"Not a problem at all dear," she assured me. She took a sip of her beer and placed it down on the coffee table. "Before I forget," she added with a wag of her finger.

She shuffled back to the kitchen table and fumbled through her purse. When she returned she held out two keys for me.

"The round one is for the door downstairs," she said as she dropped them into my hand. "And the square one is for this door," she pointed to the apartment door behind us.

"Thanks again," I smiled in response. I couldn't help but be amazed as I looked at her. This nice, old lady, a 'saintly grandmother' was being so kind, and so decent to me. And yet, just a skant few hours ago, I had my cock inside her. I shook my head at it all.

"Oh," Renata broke the silence as she reached for her beer and crossed her legs.

I saw some of the varicose veins I had been rubbing earlier while we fucked on camera. I stifled a chuckle and took a sip of my beer.

"I spoke to Rob after I got home," she said as she placed her beer back down onto the coffee table. "I can get my picture tomorrow when I pick up my copy of the video."

"That's good," I replied with a nod as I took another sip of my beer. "So," I took a deep breath and wondered whether to broach the subject or not, but ultimately decided to do so. "Can I ask about you and your nephew?"

"Oh of course dear," she laughed in response. "It was wonderful!"

I reached into my pocket for my smokes and pulled them out. "May I?"

"Oh of course dear," she replied with a smile and a wave of her hand. "Now," she sighed and rested her elbow on the back of couch, and rested her hand in her chin. "Me and Schuyler," she sighed. "He was such a beautiful boy."

I just nodded and reached for my beer.

"His mother, my sister," she nodded a bit and placed a hand to her chest for emphasis. "Well, she asked me to take him for a few weeks," she smiled and shrugged. "So I did."

"Wow," I said in amazement as I took a puff of my smoke. "Very impressive. Was that the kind of taking care of she was thinking of? I added with a chuckle.

"She probably did," Renata chuckled as she reached for her beer and took another sip. "After all," she sighed as she placed her beer back on the coffee table. "Oh," she chuckled as she looked away from me. "I don't know if I should tell you this part."

"Whatever you think," I smiled at her as I exhaled smoke.

"Well," she sighed. "We both had relations with our father."

My jaw dropped. "No shit?" I asked in astonishment.

"Nope," Renata grinned at me with a smile of smugness on her face, as she leaned over and grabbed her own pack of cigarettes and lit one. "Does that surprise you?"

"Again," I said with a shrug. "More impressed than anything."

"I thank you," she giggled as she reached for her glass and raised it at me.

"So I guess it wasn't forced?" I asked a bit sheepishly.

"Oh of course not," Renata assured me. "It was all very loving."

"Really?" I said, shocked. I was genuinely surprised.

"Oh of course," Renata reached out a hand and rubbed my arm reassuringly. "I hope you're not too shocked or upset."

"No, not at all," I said calmly. "I guess it's just," I shrugged my shoulders.

"More accepted in Europe than here," Renata offered with a smile.

"Yeah," I chuckled. "I guess."

"And yet," Renata smiled at me knowingly as she butted her cigarette out and picked up her beer. "Just a few hours ago you were fucking a woman fifty years older than you, and you called her 'grandma'."

"Well yeah," I agreed as I reached for my beer. "But I got paid for that."

"I think you enjoyed it," Renata giggled. "Certainly more than the other boys did," she sighed.

"I still can't believe that happened," I said with a shake of my head.

"It did," she sighed in response. "I mean I was much older than my nephew, but he had no problems. And when Rob approached me I thought it was a good way to make some extra money. But," she trailed off.

I shook my head. "I honestly can't believe that guys couldn't with you," I smiled at her. "But I mean, I'm still blown away by your past."

"My father was a happy time," she assured me. "And so was my nephew."

"More power to you," I chuckled as I raised my bottle to her.

She clinked it and smiled at me. "Not too freaked out?" she asked.

"Not in the least," I assured her.

"Good," she nodded. She took another swig of her beer and placed it back down on the coffee table. "Now," she said after a deep breath. "That's the spare room over there," she pointed behind me.

I glanced over my shoulder and saw the room. It was bare, except for a roll-away bed in the corner of it. "Okay," I turned back to her and nodded. "Thanks again."

"Don't mention it dear," she smiled at me and gave my arm another reassuring rub. "I was going to make cabbage rolls for dinner. You like?"

"Sure," I replied, even though I had never had a cabbage roll in my life.

"Oh," Renata huffed. "It's still so hot in here. I don't know if I want to turn on the oven." She stood up and waved a hand in front of her face. She moved closer to the fan she had set up.

"Well," I assured her. "It's much cooler than my last place."

"Oh I'm sure dear," she cooed as she positioned herself in front of the fan. "Will you forgive me?" she asked with a sly smile on her face.

"For what?" I asked, completely clueless.

Renata undid the buttons on the front of her little dress and then opened it up exposing her nude body to the air from the fan. "Oh," she moaned softly. "That feels so good."

"Looks good too," I chuckled. I could feel my cock hardening again as I watched her sway before the breeze.

"Thank you dear," Renata giggled. She slipped the dress over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. "You're welcome to join me," she said with a smile as she turned her back to the fan.

I took another swig of my beer then stood up and walked over to her.

Renata put her hands to my face when I was in front of her. "Tell me dear," she whispered to me. "Will you do the same thing when we were filming the video?"

I smiled at her. "What?" I asked.

"Will you lick my pucker again?" she asked tentatively.