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Date: Sun, 21 Aug 2005 22:16:30 +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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