When I told Grandma Keiko about meeting George she was excited for me. She insisted that George and I spend a weekend with her and Grandpa Hiroshi in San Francisco. George was a little confused about why I'd want him to spend the weekend with my grandparents but I told him it would become clear and be worth it.
While we drove southwest to San Francisco, I asked George what he thought about how he met me. George found it hard to discuss what he felt. Watching another man's buttocks clenching as he pumped me full of sperm and then asking permission to lick it out is a bit unusual but it's what I love about George. He knew what he wanted right away.
George admitted that he loved my sexual confidence and wanted to have a supporting role. In fact, he loves it when I sit on his face after someone's cum inside me, so their cum drips into his mouth.
"Is that all?" I asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if other men keep cumming inside me, eventually one of them will get me pregnant. No form of birth control is perfect. How would that make you feel?"
George struggled to vocalize his thoughts and emotions as he replied.
"It makes me feel bubbly and excited. The thought of having another man's baby growing inside you makes me happy. Being able to tell people that you and I are raising a baby I didn't father would be the best thing that could happen to me. The joy at knowing you trust me to both watch you make love with other men and help you raise their children is almost overwhelming."
"Thank you, George. Putting those thoughts and emotions into words must be a huge challenge. I knew you liked me but I wasn't sure how deep you felt. I think you'll like Grandma Keiko and Grandpa Hiroshi."
George looked a bit confused and we didn't speak much until we were off the Golden Gate Bridge and into the city. I hadn't told him anything about them and so he was thinking of them as a couple who had run a business and were now retired. He thought of them as grey as their hair on their heads. He wasn't thinking of them as a young couple who were sexually experimental in the city that hosted the Summer of Love and continued to be at the lead of a social revolution.
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"Welcome, welcome! I hope the traffic wasn't bad on I-80," said Grandpa Hiroshi.
"It was fine," I replied. "Let me introduce you all. George, this is my Grandpa Hiroshi. You two should sit down together and chat this weekend. And this is my Grandma Keiko."
We went inside, ate, and drank tea. Then, Grandma Keiko pulled me aside for a chat.
"So, do you think he could be the one?"
"I really hope so. I asked him about raising other men's kids in the car and he was very excited but he'd obviously never given it any thought before. Or had but only in his fantasies."
"Good. Hiroshi will talk to him about our experience. And of course how much more open things are now. You mustn't rush but if George wants to be your cuckold you'll know soon enough."
"I hope he does. I love George, and I want to see him smile, cradling a lovely bi-racial baby. He likes that other men know I cuckold him as my boyfriend. I think he'd love to have people approach him and ask how a ginger white man is a father to a blackanese baby."
"Good girl. It can only work if he wants it. I can see that you do. You are truly my granddaughter. I want your cuckolding to make you both happy for your whole lives."
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The weekend went well. George was amazed to learn that my uncles and aunts weren't Grandpa Hiroshi's. And I saw him shake with excitement when my grandparents told us about their vacation in Jamaica and their disappointment that Grandma Keiko was too old to have another baby now.
"Would you like to go to Jamaica?" She asked.
"Of course, it sounds so beautiful. The beaches, the mountains, the coffee, the food," said George.
"And, the opportunity to see a beautiful black man between your wife's legs," said Grandpa Hiroshi.
George didn't say anything but he did smile and turn redder than I'd ever seen him before.
"I think you'd like that," said Grandma Keiko.
