I am an Amature writer at best with a fondness for furs. These stories reflect that. If this is of no interest to you please read something else. There seems to be more interest than I thought.
This story was written as a kind of annonymous request for a Grandmother who left a nice and kind response.
I have gotten more favorable responses to my stories here than I had expected. Thank you and I will keep writting them.
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I hope you enjoy this one.
ONE
Benton has a truly tumultuous background. His mother had him at 18 and her mother was raped at 13 giving birth to his mom. The uncle that did it was in prison a long time.
He had only seen his grandmother Ida a few times in his life since his mother was so busy and they lived on opposite coasts. They lived in Connecticut and grandma lived in Oregon where she has done very well for herself in Real Estate.
His mom Glenda, had worked very hard to provide for them since her boyfriend who got her pregnant left before he was born.
They had all escaped the Midwest where their lives had been so brutally and painfully altered.
Glenda worked tirelessly to both better herself, putting herself through college and making a career for herself as a high level corporate executive.
All this without giving up custody of him as many struggling young mothers do. She was determined to make a better life for her son. He was provided with the best private schooling clothing and living conditions. Everything except emotional comfort.
Benton is terminally shy as a result. He is well behaved and never in trouble, unlike many of his over provided wealthy friends from far more conventional families.
The only emotional comfort Benton has been able to enjoy is in his mothers overabundance of furs, which are a compensation for her own lack of emotional security.
Because of this peculiar situation mom has let the situation remain as it is with a tacit agreement that Benton could pleasure himself as much as he pleased in her furs. They had lived their lives in a comfortable stasis this way since Benton's childhood.
Mom had gotten the idea, more like obsession, for furs from her mom. Grandma had learned to love them as she recovered from her rape trauma with a couple of furs of her mom's she had been given. So Benton comes by his own obsession for furs honestly in a peculiar sort of family way.
Men in either grandma's or mom's lives has been nearly nonexistent other than grandma being raped and mom having had a one time "fling". Mom has never let a man come between her and her agenda for life since and grandma has been much the same.
Both mom and grandma had been very good to themselves and between their genetic good fortune of having beautiful five ten bodies. They both look ten or more years younger than their age and they both work out and are in incredible shape. Grandma, at 50, is still a long distance runner with a group in Oregon. Benton has seen pictures of her with her running partners and she looks as young as the 30 somethings.
They both are lean and fairly well figured with modest, but very nice breasts. Mom is a luscious true blond and grandma still has, all say, naturally light brunet hair.
He had just turned 18 and was graduating from High School with honors. In this his mom was a success with his rearing. Grandma was coming for the graduation.
Benton has grown to have a substantial physique. He is six three with a lean and well toned body like his mom's, her hair as well. Actually quite handsome but his shyness seems to turn off all the women around him.
TWO
"Hello grandson. You have certainly grown." as she hugs him in the Airport. He had come to pick her up. It was still only 10AM and Mom was still at work as usual.
She is dressed in a huge Crystal Fox and wraps around her grandson like a lover, kissing him repeatedly and almost passionately. Benton is highly aroused by this rush of affection. Unlike anything his mom would do.
Though shy, his secret passion to have a woman in furs is all consuming. Grandma wasn't helping the situation. Mom has never been nearly so affectionate though his fantasies have taken him there more than once.
"Hi grandma Ida. I am so glad to see you. I sure wish we could see you more often."
"I think we might remedy that soon."
They drove to the house and grandma got settled into the guest room. Mom wasn't going to be home for hours so grandma suggested they go for a sightseeing trip around the area. She raided mom's fur closet and came out wearing her Arctic Fox coat. It too is huge and Benton often wears it around the house himself.
"Here let grandma give you another hug. I know that your mom is real stingy with her affections." She hugs Benton for quite awhile. Grandma is hugging him like in his fondest fantasies as she strokes his face with the furs as she kisses his cheeks in a near lovers kiss. Benton shoots his load in his briefs with her fondling he is so stimulated and excited.
"Grandma, I need to go to the bathroom before we leave."
Grandma smiles to herself as he takes off down the hall. It's been a while since she has had the gratification of making a man cum in his pants.
They take the Harbor tour and drive through the countryside for awhile. On one stop at a country store they are sitting in the chilly afternoon at a park bench eating their take out lunch they had picked up.
"You look really chilly son. Come here and let me warm you up." as she grabs him around the shoulders and pulls him to her in another lovers embrace. Her fur is all over Benton, once again bringing him to a very high level of excitement.
"What are you doing for Prom night?" she whispers in his ear.
"I don't have a date." he says sheepishly.
