Grandma's Religion Pt. 1 - Sex Stories

Grandma's Religion Pt. 1

... had belly dancing robes and belts but all of them were topless and they all had huge, hanging udders. Their big tits lined up as they smiled, their arms around each other. My cock was rising in my pants.

"Oh my god, I would pay to join this party."

"Haha you wouldn't want to be surrounded by these old ladies."

"All I see are goddesses with incredible bodies."

"Good, then you take this, "she said closing her book. "I hope it helps you with your built up tension."

Embracing The Ritual

That night, I was so horny, my thoughts were filthy, I couldn't stop thinking about my grandma's blue veined tits and wide ass. I flipped through the pictures in her album while jerking my cock. I had really grown used to my audio stories, so I found one about a grandma who becomes a sex slave to her grandson. I stroked my rock hard cock, fantasizing about my own grandma when I found it. A picture of her. She was a bit younger and her tits were out. They were the biggest pair in the book. Huge, hanging, tits with large pink areolas, and long raspberry nipples. I stared at that photo, the audio in my head painting pictures of me titfucking my own grandma, and I shot the biggest load of cum I have ever produced. My balls boiled as I continued pumping, shooting rope after rope everywhere. I had to carefully climb around my room to find a hand towel to wipe up the cum I splattered everywhere, leaving big gobs of thick white cum all over the towel.

Cosmic Mysteries

In the ...

... morning, I went to clean up before leaving for work and I noticed the towel was missing. It was a shamrock pattered towel I brought with me and I couldn't find it anywhere. I didn't have time to keep looking so I went to say bye to grandma. There was weird, new age music coming from her studio and when I looked in, she was sitting in front of her painting holding my shamrock towel, taking big licks off it with her tongue. I could see the dried cum stains she was running her tongue over.

I was paralyzed with confusion, watching her dab parts of the towel onto her tongue.

"I know you are there dear. You know, those little kefir protein shakes I drink every morning are a very poor replacement for what your grandfather used to feed me." She turned and looked at me. "I miss that every single day."

I couldn't say anything, I was just frozen staring at her, watching her suck on my cum stained towel. She looked up at me again and said "Oh, looks like you spent all night playing with your big cock? And you made this big load for me. Were you looking at all those big tits in the book? Did you see mine in there?"

I looked down in shame.

"I thought so. I like having your masculine energy in the house. It has reminded me of my own feminine sacred energy. You are lucky to have me to help you learn to channel your...excess spirit. I have so much to teach you. But I need something from you."

"You need something from me?"

"I need you to feed me my breakfast, to share your ...