How did I die?

"Well, I guess, um, Grandma Kat, how did I die?"

"I told you," she said, putting an almost supernatural amount of sway in her hips as she walked toward me. "I'm not your Grandma Kat. I just look like her and have all of her memories," she finished up with a dirty, wicked grin. That look would have brought you from cold-shower to rock hard in a heartbeat, even if you weren't already turned on.

"So you're basically my Grandma Kat." Your cock is throbbing so hard it's making your vision go dark with the pulses of your heartbeat. Fuck, she's a fox! It's a pity she's, well, dead. Fuck!

"Well, Daniel, you died while..." Kat said, her angelic shift melting away into mist, revealing a killer body that no mortal could attain without the touch of a gifted surgeon; tits that were gravity defying and full, capped by tiny dark nipples with almost no aereola around them. Her hips swelled from her waist, revealing a mouthwatering patch of red muff that was impossibly lush and well maintained, topping her bare pussy mound that had just a thin ribbon of pink slit showing between her toned thighs.

"You were being bad," she breathed, still moving toward you. Her lips twisted into a grin that was more succubus than impish, but fuck did it make your dick throb. "So, so bad," she practically purred. "You were getting head on the high way. That little minx you used to date, Mindy, was sucking this amazingly delicious cock," she said and licked her lips. "Do you know how many people were lusting after this cock?" she asked and ran a finger down its length. Jesus, it felt like getting hit with 10,000 volts of electricity in the absolutely best way.

"Nnnn...no..." you said, trying not to cum. The second you thought of that, the need to blow all over your Grandma's fingers waned a little. It still felt like you could go at any time.

"Everyone. Every woman in your life wanted to feel this inside them. Your friends, your girlfriends, your girlfriends' moms, your sister, your mom," she listed slowly, stroking your cock in time with each item on her list. She leaned in, parting her thighs around your hip and getting so close you could feel her fiery bush touching your skin and the heat of her pussy. Her tits split around your arm as you stood there, almost afraid to move. Fuck they were warm. "Me," she added, her breath hitting your neck more than the whisper hit your ear. "I guess that wasn't the question you asked though..."

"Fuck...it's not...." you manage to croak out.

"Watch your mouth, young man. Keep using it like that and I'll wash it out with cunt," she breathed against your neck, just behind your ear. "Fuck...they told me this was a bad idea, but I begged. Fuck, Daniel..." she pressed her pussy against your thigh and you felt her wetness along with the heat and the press of her fur against your skin.

"You were getting head...her tongue was doing what my fingers are doing..." she said, stroking your cock deliciously slowly. "In the back seat. While...mmm....baby...." she cooed, almost unable to continue, her lips moving to your ear as she spoke. "While her mom was watching from the driver's seat. Dirty, dirty boy...."

Fuck, you don't know how much longer you can hold out.

"She was watching too...closely....getting wet and jealous...and she crashed into a truck load of Bad Dragon dildos...and...mmmm....lube....not that she needed it.....fuck..."

Her fingers didn't close around your rod, exactly, but her touch lightened to the point that it was more heat than skin touching you.