Grandma's Religion Pt. 1 - Sex Stories

Grandma's Religion Pt. 1

... inspected the jar, "Oh there is less here tonight, are you tired?"

"Well I didn't want to keep you up and thought you would prefer if it was still warm since you didn't want it...in...the...fridge."

As I spoke she opened the jar, stuck out her tongue, tilted her head back, and poured the literal cum shot onto her tongue and into her mouth. She looked me in the eyes, my cum a pearl puddle on her tongue before she closed her mouth and gulped. Opening her mouth wide after, "All gone."

She handed me the empty jar. It was one of the most depraved moments of my life, so far. I was impossibly hard in my pants. My cock was pulsing for her, for my own grandma. What was wrong with me? I couldn't think about anything else but how horny I was for my grandma and how wrong it was. My cock was pulsing for her. She must have felt it, I know she felt it, but she just pulled back and walked into her bedroom. I raced back to my room, moments later shooting more cum into the jar. I then placed it in the fridge as a bonus shot for her and went to bed.

Fresh Juice Is Better

The next morning I found grandma meditating in the garden again. She was smiling, beautiful, and peaceful. I didn't want to disturb her so I quietly left for work.

When I returned home that evening she was busily walking around the house, tidying up for her friends to come over to play cards that night. She was wearing a brown bohemian dress and a tunic top with a large turquoise stone necklace. Her brown ...

... and gray hair was up with a flower in it. She looked like a very adorable, hippie, granny.

I hadn't met her friends yet but I would keep to my room to give them space. Before I went to my room to read for the evening I had to ask, "Hey, Nana? Was the..uh..potion alright?"

"Oh dear, it was the best, I went right to bed and had the most vivid and lucid dreams all night. I felt a spiritual fire moving through me. Then you can't imagine my delight to find a morning treat too. I don't know how I will ever repay you for what you are doing for me."

"Well, consider it my rent payments," I joked.

"Deal!" she laughed.

Meeting the Girls

When Nana's friends had arrived and settled in, I heard a gentle knock on my door.

"Hey dear, I hope I am not disturbing anything." Nana asked, casting a quick glance down at my crotch.

I laughed, "No, just reading what's up?"

"I want you to meet Carol and Elizabeth."

I followed Nana into the living room where two elderly but beautiful women with big smiles were sitting. Their faces were lined with age, however they had a youthful twinkle in their eyes that made them instantly appealing. They also were very busty old gals. We exchanged pleasantries which quickly turned to laughter.

We all sat down around the living room for a bit talking about everything from gardening to dating tips which made me blush a bit. As we talked it was clear that these two ladies had lived a very full life and loved every minute of it. Their ...