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Date: Mon, 16 Jan 2006 04:58:13 +0000
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Torn Shorts I really love my grandmother. She's there all day when my folks are
at work and she's always making me little snacks and we do things together.
She's pretty cool. We always sat together on one of those enormous couches that
stretched around a sunken living room, and there was a large coffee table in
the middle of it. I found it an excellent place to sit and watch TV, or to sit
and use my sketchpad to draw pictures of automobiles. That's what I wanted to
do when I got out of school. I wanted to design automobiles of the future. I
didn't know why she wanted to watch TV from so far away there was anothersofa,
quite close to the tele- vision set, and yet, she seemed to sit there, right
across from me.
It had been a very hot summer, and most of the time I didn't even wear a shirt,
just cut-off's around the house. I had been concentrating on my drawing instead
of messing around outside with my friends. This was unusual for me because as
anyone will tell you I love to mess around with my friends. But I was
determined to become an automobile designer when I got out of school, and you
had to work at anything that you really wanted to be good at. I sat there,
concentrating on what I was doing, then I noticed that my grandmother instead
of being absorbed in one of her abysmal talk shows or her crocheting, was
watching me. I surprised at first, but I didn't think much about it until I
glanced up occasionally, and caught her looking in my direction again. It
became kind of a game for me, as soon as I'd looked up, she'd looked away.
After a while I figured out what she was looking at. She hadn't been looking at
my drawings at all. She had been staring at my crotch. I was sitting there with
my legs spread, (Pretty much like I always did.) and my balls and a goodly
portion of my cock were hanging out the edge of my shorts. My shorts were
ripped up the side, from the hem toward my crotch, about two inches or so. She
had been looking at my cock. I pressed my legs closer together. Sitting there,
thinking about what my grandmother had been doing. The idea turned me on. My
grandmother was maybe 58 or so, and even though she was a grandmother she was
quite attractive. Old, but still pretty sexy looking.
I could feel my cock jerk a little and begin to grow. It was making me horny to
know that she was looking at my sexual organ with obvious appreciation. I
shifted my position, and while she wasn't looking, I reached down and moved the
hem aside a little more, letting my entire cock fall out. I adjusted my nuts so
they where pretty much exposed too. Then, I pressed my legs together again. She
couldn't see a thing. I could feel my hard cock throbbing now, trying to escape
from between my legs as I kept them pressed together. I was getting supercharged
playing this game with grandmother. The shorts I was wearing were old, the denim
was threadbare, and they were frayed at the crotch, and really worn in several
places. I reached down and pulled at the inside hem of the crotch. They ripped
easily. So I made the rip longer toward the crotch. Grandmother got up from the
couch and started walking toward the kitchen. "Wanna glass of tea?" she asked,
turning back to me. "Sure, thanks," I said. I could hear my voice crack. I was
nervous. As soon as she was gone, I reached down and ripped the crotch open, and
spread the bottom portion of the material behind me. I spread my legs and looked
down at myself. It looked like I was wearing shorts, except for the fact that
there was no material at the crotch at all -- just my big, throbbing dick and my
hairy balls hanging there. I was, for all practical purposes, wearing just a T-
shirt. I bunched the material toward my waist, which pretty much made me naked
from the waist down. When I heard her coming back, I pressed my legs to- gether
and spread the material over my crotch. She sat closer to me this time, right
across from me. We sipped the ice-cold tea for a while in silence. "Thanks,
Grandma," I finally said. She smiled, glancing at my crotch again. I pretended
that I was concentrating on what I was doing, and then, slowly, I began to
spread my legs. My cock jumped up, and I couldn't help but notice that my
grandmother suddenly moved her legs together. Then, I spread my legs wide, and
my cock jumped up and slapped against my belly. My balls hung free, the fabric
of the couch tickling them as I breathed. "Nice," my grandmother said. I looked
at my drawing. "Thanks, it took a while, but I'm not done yet." "You're damn
right you're not done. Let me help you with it." I watched as she got up and sat
beside me. She reached over, and suddenly, I could feel my cock in her grip, her
cold hand around my cock sending waves of delight through me. Her other cold
hand went to my balls, and I leaned back and closed my eyes concentrating on the
pleasure that she was giving me. She leaned forward, and I could feel her lips
touch the head of my cock! Just like that, my grandmother was giving me head.
I'd only ever dreamed of a female doing it for me, this was just too much, I
couldn't believe it! I watched as my grandmother's mouth moved up and down my
shaft, her tongue darting out and licking. Then to my added pleasure she moved
her tongue down to my balls, and I moaned as she licked and nipped them. Then I
groaned in ecstasy as she opened her mouth wide, sucking on first one of my
nuts, then the other, run- ning her tongue around and around them. Then, she
moved back up to my cock again, this time, putting the head of it in her warm,
wet mouth. She did all this like some kind of expert, she was playing my like an
instru- ment, bringing me closer and closer all the time. In my excitement I
reached over and began tugging at her shirt, and she stopped long enough to pull
it off. She stood and took off all of her clothes, slipping her shorts down to
her ankles and kicking them off. Followed by her bra and panties, she made of
pile of clothes there on the couch. I stood and pulled the tattered remnants of
my shorts off. Without saying another word, I sat, leaning back, my cock
sticking straight up and grandmother straddled me as she put her knees on the
couch, one on each side of me. She reached for my cock and pressed it against
her wet opening. She leaned forward, and my entire vision was filled with her
nice looking tits. I eagerly flicked out my tongue and began licking them,
cupping one in my hand while I licked the other. Then to my everlasting lust she
lowered herself on my cock, and my dick was engulfed in her tight, wet cunt. The
inside was smooth and moist, hot and tight.
"Oh, my God," I moaned. I stopped sucking her nipples and lay back groaning in
pure pleasure. I'd never even imagined how good it could be to be buried in a
warm wet cunt like this. It felt like nothing else in the world. It was
fantastic to have me teenage cock up my grandmother's cunt like this! "Ah!"
Grandma shouted, and I could feel her begin to jerk and sway, her body movements
suddenly becoming erratic and spasmodic. She had come, her eyes closed, her ass
bouncing on my cock.
I could feel the point of no return coming on, and my balls lifted and
tightened. I felt my cock spasm, and I shot my load of hot juicy cum into my
grandmothers body. Again and again, I shot and shot, grabbing her by the ass and
slamming her hot cunt down on my throb- bing, jerking dick. Afterwards, we sat
there, with her impaled on my cock, her head on my shoulders. Her breasts
pressed against my chest, as we tried to catch our breath. I remember wondering
if she'd let me do this again. My throbbing cock was ready for more... As it
turned out, grandmother is a horny little bitch, and we've been doing it like
rabbits all summer long. She'd taught me just about everything I'll ever need to
know... Did I say that I really love my grandmother? Well I do!
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