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Date: Mon, 18 Jul 2005 18:16:07 +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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