Our Spa And Grandma, Too
My father had a new spa put in beside the pool. It wasn’t one of those in-ground things. It was an above-ground, octagonal spa, with a huge redwood gazebo around it, with steps leading up and into the spa. There was seating for six comfortably, and there was a redwood deck all around it, that helped to hold up the gazebo. It was quite attractive, though not a large spa at all.
My brother and I planted bamboo and other tropical plants around it, which made it all the more appealing. We had to cut strips in the concrete patio and decking to lay the electrical lines, and we cut more strips for the big ass bamboo that my brother seemed to love so much. It was called bambusa glaucescens, or something like that. I think the common name for it is Alphonse Karr Bamboo. Hell, I’m no biologist, so don’t count on me being entirely correct about it. Just suffice
it to say that is was one hell of a clump of thick, tall bamboo.
So, we had a covered patio, a covered spa, and a giant, crystal-clear pool. It was always hot in the summer here in Brownsville, Texas, and the pool had been a welcome relief from the heat.
Now we were set. It was a lovely back area we had made; it looked like a well-trimmed jungle, if there could ever be such a thing as that. It looked tropical and cool, even when it was a hundred degrees. It made the spa a very private place; you couldn’t see into the spa from any angle, unless you stood right in front of it. But, you could see out of the spa, which was cool.
Our grandmother lived next door. My father had subdivided the land and had the house built for her when our grandfather had passed away. He wanted to keep her close to the family, not wanting her to live totally alone. She had welcomed the pool, and came over nearly every day in the summer to sun herself and cool off in the pool. She was my father’s mother, and she had the characteristic brown eyes, dark black hair, and brown skin of the rest of our Hispanic family.
My brother and I liked to go naked in the spa when no one was around. Late at night, or during days when Mamma and Poppy were at work, we would jump in the pool, naked, swim back and forth, and then relax in the spa.
One such time, I was in the spa, and Jorge, my brother, was in the pool, stark naked. Suddenly, the back door opened and Grandma stepped onto the patio in her bathing suit. Jorge quickly paddled to the side of the pool, hiding his nakedness from her. She came walking to the spa, and I realized that the only way to hide my cock was to turn on the bubbles full force, which I did.
“Hey, Grandma, toss me my towel,” Jorge said innocently. She reached to the patio table and tossed the towel to him. She climbed the steps to the spa and put her own towel on the decking, and slid right in.
“You got too many bubbles, Felipe, turn it down some, ay?”
I tried to put it on the lower setting, fiddling with the strange knobs. Jorge now was out of
the pool, the towel wrapped around him.
I succeeded in turning the vents off altogether. The water was now completely still, and I knew that Grandma was looking right at my dark pubic hair under the water.
“You’re not wearing any trunks,” she said. It wasn’t an accusation, and it wasn’t said in shock. It was a simple observation.
“Yeah, I like being nude in the spa,” I said. I didn’t know what else to say.
“That sounds like a good idea,” she said. She shifted upwards and sat on the decking, and
reached for the straps of her bathing suit. Before I knew it, I was gazing at her large, brown tits, and her huge, now erect, dark brown nipples.
Jorge came walking over to get a better look.
“Now, no getting in the spa, Jorge, if you’re wearing clothes!” Grandma said. Jorge simply took his towel and tossed it on a patio chair, standing there, naked.
Grandma’s eyes widened a bit as she took her bottoms off. Her pussy was an enormous hairy cavern, with thick, rich, black pubic hair that seemed to never end, wet and matted against her pussy lips.
Jorge climbed the little stairs and stepped into the spa, turning in Grandma’s direction, his
hairy dick right in her face.
Grandma slid into the water, and I noticed that Jorge, like me, was getting a boner, looking
at Grandma’s nakedness. Jorge slid into the water, and we all sat there, naked, looking at one
another. I was now fully erect, and Grandma seemed to notice the fact.
“That’s quite a stiff one, Felipe,” she said with a smile. Then she looked over at Jorge. “You, too.” She looked from one to another. “You both got big boners. Is that from looking at me?”
I nodded. “Yeah,” Jorge said. “You got nice tits.”
“Yeah, you do,” I said. “I like your pussy, too.”
She laughed. She reached down and gently tweaked a nipple. “You want to touch these?”
she asked.
Carefully, as if afraid she might get mad, Jorge, sitting right next to her, reached out slowly with one hand. He touched the tip of her nipple with one finger. She reached up and pulled his hand to her large, round breast, pressing it against her.
“Ah,” she said. “That feels good.”
I reached over and felt of her other breast, hefting it, feeling its weight. Large and round, here tits seemed to be pretty firm for an older gal.
She pulled away, putting her feet on the ledge where she was sitting. She moved up and back, leaning against the redwood gazebo as she sat on the decking. Spreading her legs, she looked at me, then at Jorge.
I moved closer to get a better look, and so did Jorge. Her legs spread wide and lifted up, her entire pussy was visible. Amidst the hairy jungle that was matted to her pussy lips, we could see her inner pussy lips, red and moist, and her clitoris. It was an amazing sight, her pussy being covered with wet, jet-black pubic hair. She had a trail of hair that stretched nearly from her navel to her ass.
It was a amazingly large, hairy pussy. Adding to the sheer nakedness of the sight were her two large, round tit with dark brown, erect nipples.
I had seen pussies on the computer, on sex web sites, but never one in real life. And, never one so hairy and so alive-looking.
“Touch it if you want,” Grandma said. Her voice was getting thick and shaky.
I reached out and rubbed my finger up and down the side of one of her hairy pussy lips. She moaned in pleasure at the touch, and my cock seemed to stiffen even harder.
She patted the spot beside her on the decking. “Stand here,” she said.
I stood and, holding on to the top of the gazebo’s undercarriage, I stood there right beside her.
She turned and looked at my erect cock. I could feel her breath against my balls, and suddenly, she leaned forward, and engulfed my cock with her wet mouth.
She sucked me just a bit, then invited Jorge to climb up. She sucked on him, then licked his
slightly hairy balls. What a sight that was! I needed to cum. I wondered if I could fuck Grandma.
I wondered if that was OK with her.
She answered without my even asking her. She got down in the water and bent over, her big ass cheeks spread. “Fuck me from behind, one of you,” she said.
I went first. I discovered something interesting. The human body floats, nearly weightless in a spa like ours. I bent my hard dick downward and thrust into her hairy snatch from behind, and thrust a few times. I thrust harder and faster, splashing water, and I came. I filled her hot snatch with a load of jism that seemed endless as I shot and shot into her. I pulled away, and then, it was Jorge’s turn to fuck his grandmother.
I watched as they fucked, and watched Jorge’s ass cheeks tighten as he came. It was awesome, seeing his dick slide in and out of Grandma’s big hairy pussy.
He pulled away, and we both sat on the deck, breathing hard. Grandma was smiling, and she stayed in the water, but I could tell that she was playing with herself, fingering herself to an orgasm, which took only a few seconds.
We played around the rest of the day, naked in the spa, trying different things with Grandma.
Soon, we learned how to eat pussy, and how to wait till she cums before we fill her snatch with our cum.
All that summer, we enjoyed that spa with our dear Grandma. It was our secret sexual
hideaway.
— Felipe G., Brownsville, TX
