My Grandsons - Sex Stories

My Grandsons

When my son Jim told me he needed to drop off my grandc***dren for a few hours, I was delighted. Not because I haven't seen them in a long time but because I wanted to see how much they've grown. "Look you left the k**s here this morning and said you would come back and take them this afternoon. Now your telling me next week, What's wrong?" I was puzzled and worry for Jim but I don't think it came off as a concerned mother. Jim walks out of the dinning room and into the foyer. Following behind him is his mother. "Mom, I have to go. Kate needs me," Jim told me. "I'll be back in time to take the k**s fishing next week." "Is everything OK?" I asked. "Yes Mom. She is just not feeling well," he explained. He opens the front door to the house and exits. "You drive careful now," I called to him. "It's late and you're probably sl**py." "See you in the next week," he promised. Then he was gone. I shut and locked the door. Remembering the once close bond that Jim and I had. Ever since college, he has changed and I don't often get to see him. As I turned around to go to bed. That's when I noticed Charlie, my f******n-year-old grandson. He was asl**p on the couch, the blanket half off and apparently having an erotic dream. His pajamas were tented up with an erection. My curiosity got the better of me and I quietly went over to him. He was breathing heavy so I decided to chance moving his pajamas around a bit to see if I could get a better view. With a little adjustment Charlie's shaft ...

... slid right out through the opening in his pajamas. It was glorious, firm, and slightly curved up towards his belly. He was circumcised, but I already knew that. The head of his penis was pulsating as if he was in the middle of an erotic dream. I couldn't resist. I leaned down and with a lot of saliva, slid my mouth over the head of his penis. I carefully slid my mouth down and back up a few times, making sure I had plenty of saliva to keep it wet and easy. I could feel his shaft throbbing in my mouth and I wanted him more than anything. My husband was dead and gone and now I lusted after my own grandson. That's what I meant when I said I wanted to see how much they've grown. Ever since my husband passed I had a thing for my grandc***dren. When I would visit I would walk around in see threw nightgowns. Or wear only white t-shirts with no bra underneath I am a 36D so you can imagine how moist I got whenever those boys were trying to have a conversation with me but were staring right at my boobs. Last year I had a suspicious feeling Chris was using his digital camera and only focusing on my boobs. So I approached him in his room. I asked if I could watch his tape that he shot with him. Of course he said no. I convinced him to put it in. As he turned it on he looked away from me. "Oh, Charlie, Charlie, Charlie." Acting as if I was upset "I know grandma I'm sorry it's just." As he picked his head up to look at me I had already removed my white shirt and just let my big boobs hang ...