Foxy Grandma Ch. 01

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you." Janice said.

"It's okay. It's just that I don't like to think about not being with LeAnn." Danny said.

"I totally understand." Janice said, hiding her disappointment. She scanned his crotch again, and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Annoyed at having wasted her time, Janice stepped inside to get herself a drink.

It took Janice longer than expected to fix her drink. As she stepped back outside, she was disappointed to see that Danny had nodded off. After the long plane ride, she couldn't blame him. She walked up to the table next to her lounge chair and set her drink down, and as she turned to sit down, she saw it. Janice's eyes went wide. Her knees went weak and she had to sit down.

There in front of Janice, separated from her eyes by a thin swimsuit, was what appeared to be a massive cock. Janice had not been mistaken at all. In fact, she might have been underestimating. Danny must be having a nice dream, she thought. The thin, wet fabric was plastered to his cock, revealing its size to her leering eyes. Janice confirmed he was asleep, and then knelt down to get a better view. Janice just shook her head in awe. His cock was massive. She had been with plenty of men, and she had never encountered a cock as big as the one in front of her. It might just be eleven inches! Janice was dying to lift up the hem of his shorts to get a peek of it in the flesh, but she knew that would wake him. Plus, he was her grandson.

Janice sat up and weighed her options. This changes everything. Janice couldn't believe it. Her grandson had a massive, beefy cock. 'What to do, what to do?' Janice thought. She couldn't control the thoughts going through her head. Here she was, a hot, sexy, mature woman with a fetish for younger men. And what happens? A handsome young man with an eleven inch cock is just plopped into her lap. A nice young man, full of hope, not a care in the world. The perfect type of man for her. It was at this point that Janice's hormones took over. It was at this point that Janice became truly sex-crazed. There was only one thought going through her head.

Janice wanted to fuck her grandson.

This thought felt like fire in her mind, but she couldn't help but play it out in her head. Danny would get eaten alive out in the world. Too many evil, callous people would bring him down. He needed a woman who would support him and teach him the real ways of the world. That girl he was engaged to would not be able to handle it. Danny needed a mother to guide him. Not his sham of a mother. A real mother. Danny needed to learn his place. He was not meant to live this care-free existence with that waste of a girl. He needed to know that a man like him belongs at the feet of an older woman. He would be dependent on her during this entire visit. That was a good start. But not good enough. He needed to be serving her, catering to her every whim. Complete and utter servitude. He needed to know that he did not belong in that life of squalor he's been dealing with before. He deserved to live among the elite, like her. After experiencing this life, there would be no going back.

Janice was furious that he had not responded to her body. How dare he? Insolent asshole. He thinks he can get a free show of a hot older woman's body and not appreciate it. Who the hell does he think he is? Janice would teach him a lesson in respect. When she was done with him, he would only respond to older women. Does Danny think he can wave that massive cock under Janice's nose and expect that cock to still be his? How does he not know that that massive cock belongs to her now? For Janice, the future was clear. There was no other way this could end.

Janice considered the ramifications of this thought. It would be incest. Such a taboo thought. Could she really be that dark and that depraved to consider an act of incest in order to slake her thirst for young men? Incest was such a taboo subject. Simply saying the word would cause a shiver to run up your spine. It was so dark, so messed up, so forbidden. But so erotic. Janice's pussy was getting moist just thinking about it. Janice had heard whispers of other women indulging in incestuous sex. Just rumors that she heard from various girlfriends. And she had always heard the same thing: incest was addictive. Its forbidden nature made the sex world-changing. Janice had always acted disgusted, but a deep dark part of her found the concept intriguing.

A young man fucking his own grandmother was so fucked up. How often had that actually happened in real life? How often had there been a situation where both the young man and his grandmother were sexy enough to want to get down with each other? It was a situation that had no advantage for the man. Quite honestly, for a young man such as him, a woman thirty years older was not a viable lifelong mate. But, for an older woman, a young man was a perfect mate. Only a young man could keep up with an older woman's gross, insatiable sexual nature. An older woman/younger man coupling greatly favored the female. Janice would have to make it worth his while if he were to become her sex slave. His grandmother's sex slave. He would have to know that the sex she would provide would be something that he couldn't get anywhere else. It would have to be so good that he would simply know he could get no better.

Janice stared at her grandson again. She studied his sleeping form. Could she do this to him? He was such a sweet young man. He was clearly destined to do great things. Could Janice be so selfish as to ruin that? Could she corrupt him and take all that potential and use that for her own selfish purposes? He was destined to make the world a better and brighter place. Not to be the sex-slave of his sexy, hot-bodied, sex-craved grandmother. If you looked into his future, which phrase would best describe him: A good man who is madly in love with his high school sweetheart, or an incestuous crazed animal who was obsessed with fucking his own grandmother? It was up to Janice.

If Danny did become her slave, where would that leave his mother Erin? And his fiancée LeAnn? Well, LeAnn would be left in the dust, obviously. The way Janice saw it, she was doing her a favor. LeAnn had a lot of growing up to do if she felt she could hold onto a man. She needed to understand that men liked real women, not girls. And what about Erin, Danny's mother? If Danny became his grandmother's sex slave, his relationship with his mother would quickly cease to exist. Janice was twice the mother Erin was, and Danny would soon realize this. Spending some time with her would make him realize the shoddy mothering he had been subjected to by her daughter. He would realize that Janice was the mother he truly needed. He would understand that he needed a mother in his life more than he needed a fianceé or a wife. He was not ready to be on his own. He might never be. He needed a mother in his life constantly. He needed someone to do all the things that a good mother should. To run his life, to tell him what to do, to teach them the way the world works. And when the time comes, and if he's man enough, to show him some extra stuff. To show him what real sex was all about. To dominate his life thoroughly, where his only thought was to serve her.

She had worked hard to give her daughter a good life, and that ungrateful bitch ran away from her. Her debt to Janice was then passed to Danny. Danny owed Janice everything for where he was now. And Janice would collect her debt. Janice had lost years of her life to give Erin a good life. Danny owed those years to her. Every year of his life was a year he owed to Janice. He owed her years of complete and utter servitude.

Janice considered one last time whether this was the right thing to do. She would be corrupting her bright, intelligent grandson simply to serve her own needs and feed her own ego. It would be incest, something that is one of the most fucked up things possible. She had done some nasty things, but never that nasty. She might be stealing what potential he had to serve her dark designs. She could be breaking up a case of true love. But, he had an 11-inch cock. Janice lived for big cocks. 'Fuck it,' Janice thought. She knew what she had to do. She had to do it. She needed that huge dick.

Janice was going to fuck her grandson.

After finally coming to terms with the fact that she was willing to commit incest with her hunky grandson, it felt like a weight was lifted from her. She had never felt so free, so happy. She now had an 11-inch cock within her grasp. It was hers for the taking. If her plan worked, she could be getting plowed by a huge dick for the rest of her life.

Janice stared at her grandson, her pussy wet and her nipples hard. Janice would be the mother he so desperately needed. And he would serve her like a good son should. He didn't know that he would never be going home again. She would never let him leave. This was his home now. Earlier that day, she had asked him to call her Janice, as calling her Grandma made her feel old. Now, she thought of something even better.

Very soon, Danny would be calling her Mom.

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As the day went on, Janice revised her plan. She had to throw out her previous plan. It did not go far enough. The end-goal was to drive Danny and LeAnn apart by showing that the world was a big place. Now, she had a new end-goal, and a new plan of attack. Breaking up Danny and LeAnn was only the first step. The final step was simple: get Danny's massive dick buried in her tight, creamy snatch. And her new plan of attack was to use his sexuality against him.

Since he had a big dick, there was no doubt he had a huge sexual appetite. But Janice suspected correctly that he was a virgin, and so she knew that that appetite was not being satisfied.

The million dollar question was how to convince this hunky, young, good-natured man to fuck his grandmother. Incest wasn't even on his radar. Neither was fucking an older woman. Janice realized that she would have to lead him to her step by step. The first step was to isolate him from home. No phone calls to his mom. No phone calls to LeAnn. She needed him lonely, aching for someone to fill the void in his life. He needed to be separated from his mom and fiancée long enough to start to forget about them. The next step was that she needed to get him thinking with his dick. She didn't want him touching himself while he was in her home. She wondered whether he was too nice to even do that. She needed to keep interrupting him, preventing him from settling down or having any time to take care of his aching balls. She needed him horny, on-edge.

The next step was to plant the idea in his head that older women were viable mates. He needed to open his eyes to the fact that older women being with younger men was more prevalent than he thought. She needed to get him curious about MILFs and mature women. She wanted to spread the rumors that mature women were the top of the pack as far as sex goes. Janice knew that wasn't a lie. Mature women were amazing in bed. But Danny needed to know that.

However, Janice knew the biggest hurdle was incest. Janice didn't know how to best approach that. Her ultimate goal was for him to make the leap from older women to realizing that his own grandmother was one of those sexy older women. She needed to get Danny thinking about her sexuality. About her body. Janice didn't know how she would do that yet. She would cross that bridge when she got there. All she knew for sure was that Danny was going to get views of her body that most men would kill for. Janice would wear her tightest clothes to best highlight her body. She wouldn't wear a bra, letting her breasts jiggle in front of him until he couldn't help but follow them. She would act like a total slut in front of him, bending over with straight legs in front of him to show off her perfect round ass. She would accidently reach over him, forcing her tits into his face. She would beat him over the head with her body till he became addicted to seeing it.

After having Danny get mad at her earlier, Janice knew she had to win him back over. She knew he was too nice to hold a grudge, and she planned to take advantage of that.

Janice was friendly with him the rest of the day. He was in a good mood despite getting mad earlier, and Janice enjoyed conversing with him about life in general. She cooked his meals and spoiled him as much as she could. She didn't give Danny the chance to breathe until they got settled for bed the first night. Danny was in his room and decided to make his promised phone call home.

He chatted to his mother for a little bit. She asked about how her mom was treating him, and he replied that she was treating him great. He didn't mention their little tiff earlier, not wanting to widen the divide between his mom and his grandmother. Their conversation soon ended. Danny then called LeAnn.

"Hey, sweetie." LeAnn said happily.

"Hey baby." Danny replied, happy to hear her voice.

"How's Grandma's house?" LeAnn asked.

"It's nice. Really nice actually. I have never been in a cooler house." Danny replied.

"What's your grandmother like?" LeAnn asked.

"Well, she's nice. She's a little controlling, like Mom said. But it's nothing I can't handle." Danny replied.

"What did you guys do today?" LeAnn asked.

"Well, we just hung out. Swam a little bit. She's actually pretty young, so we were able to talk about stuff. She's not like some old lady or something, so it's not a drag or anything." Danny said.

"That's cool." LeAnn said.

"I miss you." Danny said.

"I miss you too." she replied. The conversation devolved into sickeningly sweet, lovey-dovey talk. This went on a few more minutes before saying their goodbyes.

Janice set the phone down. She had listened in on the conversation. That little shit making phone calls home behind her back. She knew this couldn't stand.

As they had breakfast the next morning, Janice brought it up.

"I heard you talking on the phone last night." Janice said.

"Sorry if I was loud." Danny replied.

"That's not it. I do actually mind you using the phone. I would prefer that you didn't call home while here. This is a vacation. I want you to focus on that, and not spend all your time thinking about home." Janice replied.

"But..." Danny started.

"Danny, this is my house. My house, my rules." Janice said sternly. "Got it?"

"Yes Janice." he answered.

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Danny had enjoyed spending time with his grandmother. He barely knew her, so he had enjoyed finally getting to know her. He had been at her place for a week now. Living with her was much different than living at home. His mother was very loose in her rules and generally let him come and go as he pleased. His grandmother was a bit stricter and more ordered. It was nothing bad, just different. And it was her house, so he abided by her rules.

The most difficult rule to abide by was that she hated when he used the phone. She told him not to, but he thought he could get away with trying. He missed LeAnn dearly, but whenever he talked to her on the phone, Janice would stop him. He tried to talk to LeAnn in private, but his grandmother seemed to keep interrupting him, forcing him to end his call in fear of making her angry. It wasn't that she was resistant to technology, quite the opposite. She seemed to be up on the most current stuff. She was on her cell a lot and was very savvy on most things technical. She just seemed to hate seeing him on the phone. It was weird. Besides that, things were going great.

After really getting to know her, he realized it didn't feel like he was hanging out with his grandmother. Saying that he was hanging out with his grandma made it sound like he was stuck with an old lady. Janice, as she insisted to be called, felt like any other woman to him. She was a lot like some of the girls he knew, just with an added layer of maturity. She was young at heart and she was always fun to be around.

Janice was spoiling him rotten. Danny never had money growing up, so it was odd to be in a situation where he now had money. If he looked at something she bought it for him. It was weird to suddenly have a lot of the stuff he wanted.

He didn't bring his laptop with him, so he borrowed Janice's when he wanted to cruise the internet or check his Facebook. Janice demanded that he friend her, since she had a profile, so he complied. She warned him not to chat with his friends on there. He was secretly able to finally send a message to LeAnn letting her know about Janice's strict phone policy, and he said he would try calling her in the middle of the night in a few days. It felt weird to him to be using someone else's computer. He was afraid of accidently violating her privacy. But she didn't seem worried, so he felt free to use her computer. What's the worst that could happen?

Later that day, Danny was watching TV while Janice was texting on her phone. Danny looked at her and laughed.

"What?" she asked.

"It's just weird. It's strange to see my grandmother texting." Danny replied.

"Hey, I have to keep up with you young people. I'm a single woman. I need to keep up with the current trends. Most people my age don't." Janice replied.

"Who are you texting then?" Danny replied.

"Well, I have my fair share of admirers. Like I said, I'm a single woman. I have to stay up with what the young people are doing to stand a chance." Janice replied.

"So, you're texting younger guys?" Danny said, surprised.

"Sure. I have had many relationships with younger men. They seem to really like me." Janice replied, overjoyed that Danny was unwittingly assisting in her plan.

"You're kidding?" Danny asked.

"Nope. They keep calling me a MILF. You know what that means, right?" Janice asked slyly.

"Yeah." Danny said, uncomfortably.

"Does it bother you that young men think I'm a MILF?" Janice said, smiling wide at how uncomfortable she was making him.

"Um, uh, well, no." Danny stammered out.

"It happens more than you think. Young men going out with older women." Janice said.

"I don't think that's true." Danny replied, laughing.

"Sure it is. I have seen it happen with my own eyes." she replied.

"Uh, well, okay, I guess." Danny stuttered, wanting the conversation to be over. Janice smiled and continued to text.

Danny was hung up on the idea of younger men with older women. He had never even thought about it. Sure, he had heard his buddies talk about MILFs, but they were just playing around. He really doubted it was as prevalent as Janice had said. When he got a free moment, he grabbed the computer and used a search engine to see if he could find any statistics on the subject. He found a report stating that relationships between women over 40 and men under 25 have increased by over 20% in the last year or so. There has also been a sharp rise in men taking their wives' last name. This made Danny laugh. He couldn't imagine taking a woman's last name in marriage. It just seemed like the only time that would happen was when the girl wore the pants in the relationship. He also saw that pregnancies for women over the age of 40 have increased by 30% in the last year. Danny realized that maybe Janice was telling the truth.

He puttered around online looking up more information on the subject. He clicked on a link, not knowing what was on the other side. Finally, the site booted up. Danny looked at the screen, and was shocked by what he saw. On the screen was the image of a naked woman having sex with a man. It appeared that this woman looked older, maybe in her forties. And the man looked younger, maybe in his early twenties. The image was taken from the side, highlighting the woman's curvaceous form. She had large breasts, and a bubble butt. Judging by the picture, she was having a good time.