This is the ninth in a series of chapters of how my grandmother and her friend/ friends instructed me on the ways of PLEASURING older, oversexed, ladies. I took these lessons and applied them to many of the sex ladies I met in later life and along the way. All people / charters in these stories are older than 18 and younger than 75. Any resemblance between real people and ones in these stories is just a coincidence.
A partial List of charters for this chapter;
Grandmother Dee, age 63 (average build for a 63 year old lady with 42DD breasts) 5' 3", she is always horny, with a hairy(unshaven) pussy and arm pits. (Love those "hairy areas" on her and her over "friendly" friends).
Myself / Grandson Larry (Dee call him Herman - get it her "man"), age 21 (for the time of these chapters is 1971) 5' 11" in tall and 195 pound. Penis = 10 ¾" long {8 ½"hanging when soft} and 6 ¾" in circumference.
Mother Cheryl, age 45 (a little over weight with a set of jugs to cream on) 5" tall with a set of 38 F's and nipples that look like they want to be sucked all night long.
Sister Sheryl is in this chapter in all her "suckable" radiating glory.
Geri, A friend of Dee's, who has gone through two husbands due to a divorce and the other being killed in India on a business trip. Standing 5' 1" tall and weighing only 104 pounds she is a very sexy 59 year old lady. She has a small bust size of only 34A BUT the sexiest PUFFY pinkish red nipples I have ever seen in my many years of life, and a very trim rest of a figure. She lives in a city near Dee called Cottonwood and has about 600 acres of land that her first husband purchased to lease out to nearby ranchers for grazing of cattle before his ill fate business trip.
NOTE:
As a reminder, Granny and her friends are "casual" NUDISTS and when they are in each other's house, they sometimes run around naked and "letting it all hang down" as the wording goes about sexy old ladies and their pendulous breasts.
Chapter Nine;
If you recall this is how the last chapter ended
The next morning Dee got a phone call and jumped up and down with excitement. (Her pendulous, swinging boobs flopping up and down with her every movement.)
She hung up the phone and turned to me and said, "Your problem of not having a car for school is over."
I looked at her and said, "What do you mean?"
Dee replied that a friend of hers had a car that her late husband had purchased 18 years ago "new" and she wanted to sell it.
We were to go over to her place in Cottonwood to look at it and see if I wish to buy it.
I asked what kind of car in was and all Dee could remember that it was a Chevy convertible.
(This part of the story is completely true, just the timing is changed, as I did get this car from a friend of Dee's, and I still have it and drive it every Fourth of July parade in Prescott.)
After breakfast of pancakes, sausage and scrambled eggs Dee called to make sure Geri was going to be home around eleven and told her we would be there to look over the car and see if I wished to purchase it.
Dee did not tell me or make it known that she had already paid Geri for the car and we were just going to pick it up and take it to Dee's mechanic to have him go over it and repair anything that needed to be done.
I went out and hooked up the trailer to the truck and with Frank, Dee's hired hand; we three took off for Cottonwood.
As we were driving I keep asking granny what kind of car it was and whatever else she knew about it.
All she told me was it was a convertible and had a three speed manual transmission. She said it was usually the hit of the Fourth of July parade when Geri and her husband drove it in it.
She said it most likely needed some work as it had been sitting four about five years but Herb had put it in storage with the utmost of care before he got sick and passed.
We got to Cottonwood a little late because of an accident on 89A on the way. When we got to Geri's house she had lunch made and on the table for us.
We eat lunch, and then Frank and I backed the trailer up to the shed where the car was stored. (Frank was in on this surprise for me all along)
The gals sat on the porch talking and giggling as if something was going on.
Frank took the key that Geri had given him and handed it to me to unlock the sheds doors, as he put the ramp down on the trailer.
I unlocked the door and as I open them I could not believe what I saw.
It was covered with a tarp and all dusty. Other then that I knew what it was as soon as my eyes ot adjusted to the darkness in the shed.
I closed the doors and said, "NO FUCKING WAY," is that what she wants to sell me.
Just them Geri and Dee walked up behind me and told me to open the doors and look at MY CAR as she had already paid Geri twice what she was asking (Geri only wanted $500.000) for it.
What I saw was a 1954 White with red interior corvette convertible.
Yes! That is what Geri had sold to Dee for me to have.
Dee told me that this was a SPECIAL present for me being such a gentleman and lover to all her "FRIENDS."
Geri's husband had bought it NEW and driven it only in parades and the annual rodeo they have in Prescott each year.
I was told that we could not start it till Dee's mechanic check it out as it had not run in six years.
Frank and I opened the hood and saw a six cylinder dual holly's, on a baby blue engine with the name tag of "Blue Flame."
Granny said we needed to get back as she had a business meeting and I would be back next week to thank Geri properly with a big smile.
Frank was already in the truck waiting as Geri came up to me and planted a long, tongue in mouth, kiss on me and groped my crotch with a long squeeze. She whispered to me that she could not wait to be alone with me for a couple of days as Dee had promised.
I just smiled and responded, "I will be back and I promise to "be GOOD."
Dee gave Geri a kiss and a hug and jumped into the middle of the seat and off we went with my prize in tow.
We pulled it onto the trailer with the winch and tied it down for the trip home.
You should have seen the looks we got as we drove thru Prescott to get to the garage.
Bill was there waiting for us and assisted in unloading it and told us it would be about two weeks before he would be done with it. He had known what Dee was up to, so he had ordered all new belts, hoses, tires and such to put all new on it.
He also promised to do a special clean up to the fiberglass and wax it. Remember they did not have the types of paint we now have and the clear coats to protect the cars.
So that is how I can to acquire the car that I still have; only the names and cities were changed.
