Grandma's Religion Pt. 1 - Sex Stories

Grandma's Religion Pt. 1

... was drunk on wine. I was drunk with lust for her. I reached my hand down the front of my shorts and began to stroke my hard dick. With her face only inches from the tip of my dick I jerked off. I didn't touch her or grope her or pull her clothes off. I just looked down at her sleeping, peaceful face and stroked my cock.

I felt the warmth of her breath on my skin as I continued to stroke, imagining what it would be like to feel her lips wrapped around my cock, her tongue playing with the sensitive head. I could hear myself breathing heavily, the sound of my cock sliding in and out of my hand quickening. Finally, with a quiet groan, I spilled my load, the warmth of my cum splashing against her face. I stood there, panting, for a moment, feeling a strange mixture of guilt and relief. I had done it. I sprayed jets of fresh hot cum across her cheeks, lips, and nose. Then went to bed for the night.

Saturday Chores

The next day was Saturday and I had a long chore list of things to do around the house and garden. Early on in the morning I went to check in on her.

"I have the worst headache from all that wine. You wouldn't happen to know why there was cum all over my face when I woke up, would you dear?"

"You tried to pour it into your mouth but your aim was off."

"Oh it would have had to be completely off. I bet I didn't drink a drop. Thank you again for taking care of me, I feel like a dumb old fool."

"Don't be ridiculous. You would do the same for ...

... me."

"Oh, I hope to return the favor alright," she said with a knowing wink.

I made her breakfast and while she ate I cleaned the house. I then took her out to the garden with a cup of tea. She was delighted to be out in the fresh air, working in the garden and sipping tea. A few hours later I took her into town with me to grab a few groceries. I drove us into town and as we pulled up to the store my grandma hugged me tightly and thanked me again for everything. My arm and elbow pressed into her soft breasts as she clasped me tight.

"You are so kind, thank you so much for everything you are doing for me, dear." She said.

When we got home, I put away the groceries, finished moving some gardening tools, soil bags, and planting boxes for her. That night after dinner I was so exhausted. I took a hot shower, laid in bed, pulled down my shorts and started to stroke my cock. I just had one more chore to do, I needed to make a potion for grandma. I had my headphones on and listened to a story about a grandma who is forced to suck her grandson's cock for money. I was so tired I must have fallen asleep.

When I woke up, I could feel my cock being worked up and down. It felt so good, if it was a dream I didn't want to wake up. Two skilled and oiled hands were working my shaft and balls. It had been so long since I felt another's touch, I was afraid I would wake up and this feeling would end. Then I felt a gentle breath and a lick on the tip of my cock.

"Oh yea, that's so ...