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Subject: story: "BOBBY'S SHEETS" {fm, inc} 451690
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Date: Sat, 31 May 2008 22:35:41 +0000
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BOBBY'S SHEETS
I guess that no one really thinks about their grandchildren being
sexual individuals until they move away and start a family of their
own. I had to pretty much raise Bobby on my own, with very little
help from his mother. His mother, my daughter Charisse, worked long
hours as a cocktail waitress, and was then to tired after getting off
work late at night to anything but take a quick shower and go to bed.
I was changing his bed clothes, and I noticed a stain on the sheets.
Upon closer examination, I figured out that it was cum. My grandson
had been jacking off quite a bit lately. I could be wrong, I decided.
It was possible that it was something else. I wanted to find out. I
needed to find out. If he was jacking off, I wanted to know about,
and it suddenly dawned on me that I should help him with it.
I could feel my own reaction to the idea. I felt a tingling in my
pussy. Imagine, I thought, my grandson with a hard, throbbing cock!
I could feel my pussy getting wet then, just thinking those words. I
knew that it was unusual for a grandmother to feel that way. I just
knew that I wanted to see his hard cock explode with loads of juicy
cum in my face, my mouth, on my tits, in my cunt!
The shower stopped down the hallway, and I could hear the shower stall
slide open. My grandson was naked, getting out of the shower. I
thought of his lean, hard body, standing there, with his hands moving
over his hard body, drying himself. I would have volunteered to dry
his naked body in a split second.
I put down the sheets and picked a few things off the floor. Then,
the shower door opened, and I straightened. As he came in, I picked
up his sheets again.
"What's this stain?" I asked, trying to sound curious. I knew that
my voice was choked, and that there was a little bit of an accusation
laying in the words.
His face reddened. He was wearing a short bath robe, and it was all I
could do at that point to stop myself from reaching out and grabbing
his cock beneath his robe. I would have sucked him dry right then and
there.
"Um, I dunno, Grandma," he said.
"Looks like sperm stains to me," I said, intending to shock him. I
held it up to the light and nodded, as if convinced that he had just
jacked off on his sheets a few seconds ago.
It shocked him, all right. He stood there, open-mouthed, his face
red. He suddenly started paying close attention to some of the things
on his desk. He looked around the room, as if looking for an avenue
of escape.
"Is it a sperm stain?" I asked.
He shrugged, not looking at me. "Yeah, OK, it's jizz," he said.
"Good," I said. "I like that."
He spun around and looked at me, red-faced, a quizzing look on his
face. His mouth fell open, as if he were about to say something, and
then his mouth snapped shut.
I put the sheet back on the bed. I walked over to him and put a hand
on each shoulder. He was a handsome young man, and I suddenly felt a
tinge of jealousy at all the girls he was probably screwing, and at
the little bitches that were sucking his cock.
"It's OK, Bobby," I said. "Everybody plays with themselves."
He turned to me. "Everybody?"
I nodded. "Just about," I said with a smile. "And, I think that
those who don't admit it are just basically lying, or ashamed."
"You do it?" he asked.
My face reddened a little. "Well, yes, Bobby, I do it. I do it quite
often, in fact."
His mouth hung open. "Wow, I'd really like to see that."
He probably didn't know what that sounded like, but it kind of turned
me on to hear it. "You would like to watch me?"
He nodded. What was the harm, I wondered.
"Can I?" he asked. "I wouldn't think anything about it," he said, "I
mean, you know, I wouldn't think you were, like, stupid or something."
I smiled at him. "Why don't you do it to yourself, while you watch
me?" I asked.
His eyes widened and his face became beet red at the same time. I
could tell that the idea excited and embarrassed him at the same time.
Before he could say 'no,' I started unbuttoning my blouse.
"You're gonna get totally naked?"
I nodded. I guess he didn't realize that he was going to see my tits,
too. I tossed my blouse on the floor and reached behind me and undid
my bra. Letting it fall to the floor, I watched Bobby's eyes as they
drank in my tits. I reached down and took off my shorts, leaving only
my panties on. Bobby's eyes traveled to the dark V under the material
of my panties. I hooked my thumbs in the sides of my undies and
pulled them down. I kicked them aside. I stood there, in front of my
grandson, my wet pussy aching for stimulation.
I lay down on his bed, on the bare mattress, and spread my legs,
facing him. "You're supposed to do it, too," I said. I looked at his
robe, and could see the head of his cock poking out, stiffening as he
watched me.
He pulled his robe off, and his hard dick shot up in the air. I moved
over on the bed and patted the mattress beside me. "Sit here and
watch, and stroke yourself, so I can watch," I said.
Bobby had a thatch of dark brown pubic hair right above the base of
his cock. His balls were big and fleshy, flecked with tiny, downy
brown hairs. He moved closer to me, keeping his eyes on my cunt. I
spread my pussy lips, and touched my clitoris gently with my fingers.
Bobby grabbed his cock at the base and began stroking it in time with
my movements. I kept it up for a few minutes, and Bobby's hand found
its way to my leg. He moved his hand slowly up my leg, and I asked,
"Did you want to do it to me?"
He didn't answer. He moved his hand to my cunt and felt of my hairy
pussy lips. His touch sent a charge of electricity through me. He
touched my clitoris, and I came. My whole body seemed possessed by
the orgasm, my nipples hardening, my legs jerking, my voice
involuntarily choking as I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Bobby's hand was moving up and down on his cock with super speed, and
I reached over and touched his hand. He stopped. I leaned toward his
cock and took the head of it in my mouth, and I was greeted by a large
glob of hot, sticky cum shooting into my mouth. I reached and fondled
his balls, feeling them tighten against his body as he came again and
again.
After he came, he sat on the edge of the bed, running his fingers
across my hard nipples.
"You have great tits, Grandma," he said.
"Thank you. Next time, you can suck them, if you want."
"How about right this minute?"
I smiled and nodded.
--- Bernadette P., Roanoke, VI
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