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GROWING UP IN A HOUSE FULL OF WOMEN

This story is a little different than other stories I have written and submitted. Some of you may like it…Some of you won’t. (I suppose that is the norm with every story on this forum).This is part of my real life experiences. Yes. They are true.
The main characters are as follows: Billy (Me), Aunt Judy (Thelma's Sister), Grandma Thelma, Cousin Kelly (Judy’s daughter), and my s!ster, Michelle. We all live in a very matriarchal household. I am the only boy in 5 generations on my mom’s side.
Chapter 1

I was 8 when my grandfather passed away, leaving me as the only male in the house. My Dad went to jail for a long time, then left the state for a new start. I never saw him after I was 4. My relatives say he went to jail for beating up another guy. I was so young that I believed you could get 12 years for beating someone up. I later learned he actually killed the guy, during the fight. My mother always has been an addict. She split for California years ago, when some Harley dude with long hair started dating her and they had to leave town to evade the cops.
I know, we sound like we are really screwed up, right? Just wait…It gets much more interesting than that. We live in an old farm house, with only 4 true bedrooms. Sometimes I sleep on the couch. I am not going to go into ages, but you can get a hint of the ages we were as you read the story.
If I was unclear, please understand…There IS crazy shit involved. If you don’t like this type of story, go to the next one. There are tons of great stories that go months, if not years back in this forum that are very enjoyable to read. I will also be using descriptions, as well as links, to show you comparisons of what some of my relatives look like.
On to the story…
“Get out!” I yelled at Michelle. “Please, get out of here. I am trying to nap!”
Okay, I was lying. I was jerking off on my bed. I couldn’t help it. I was horny all the time. I see ladies all day long at the craft shop my granny owns. Most of the time it is older ladies working on ceramics, but there are some ladies that are younger, and even some of their daughters come in to work on their pottery or ceramics, or whatever they do. It doesn’t interest me too much, even though I have won a lot of First Place awards at our county 4-H Fair competitions for painting ceramics. I help out Granny a lot, as she is slowing down, and smokes and coughs a lot.
“It’s my room too, butthole!” exclaimed Michelle.
“Do you have to be in here now? I’m tired. I was up all night, since you just HAD to read your book and keep the light on last night.” I yelled at her.
“I am just getting some clothes to wear. Jesus... You act like you are doing something wrong or something.”
Well, I felt like I was, sort of. I heard many of the old ladies in the shoppe talking about how they hate it when their husbands go off and jerk off to relieve themselves. They make it sound like it is this evil thing to do. I only started doing it a year or two ago. I was really afraid of getting caught, so I typically only did it in the shower or bath. Now it seems like if I don’t do it a couple of times a week, my dick is hard all the time for no reason. I mean it is like so hard that I cannot bend it. It also went through a growth spurt in the past year, just like I did. It used to be pretty little, but it is much thicker and longer now. It also has a bunch of hair above it, and I am getting some hair on my nuts, too. I guess it is like other guys’ cocks. I really have only seen one other one in real life. My buddy Will (Yes, we are Billy and Willy) will sometimes take his dad’s porn mags out and we will go up to his tree house and look at them. Willy will get so horny looking at those pictures. He will say things like “Does that make your cock hard looking at those titties?” or “I’d fuck her so hard she would start crying.” and other stupid things. He says he has finger fucked a girl, but I don’t believe him. Anyway, the last time we were looking at those porn mags, he whipped his dick out and started rubbing it. It looked like mine, but might have been a little bit smaller. Anyway, he jerked it for about a minute before he started squirting his juice out of his balls. After he was done, he said, “Don’t these titties make you want to whack off?” I replied no, and I put the magazine down and told him it was getting late and I had to go home. I didn’t want to jack off in front of him. I was too embarrassed. I have sometimes jerked off 3 or 4 times in one day. I noticed the more I jack off, the less stuff comes out of it. It seems like it has just started to actually squirt. Before it would just kind of creep out of my cock. Now, it shoots out of it about a foot. Sometimes I will get 5 or 6 squirts if I jack off for about 30 minutes. That makes it hurt when I am done, though, so I don’t do that too often.
Anyway, I didn’t think too darn much of Michelle being in the room. I actually did nap for a bit during the lazy summer day. All of a sudden, the door opened up. It was my great aunt Alice. She was about 65 or so years old, and pretty skinny. She looked like Miss Jane from the Beverly Hillbillies. We used to say it was her twin when we would watch that show. She did not have a good sense of humor. In fact, she was pretty mean.
“Why are you napping, Billy?” She asked.
“Huh?” I was so drowsy. “Just tired. Michelle leaves the light on all night, and I can't when she does that.”
“She told me you yelled at her earlier. Did you?” She was very, very stern with her voice, and very direct.
“She would not let me rest after it was her fault that I could not sleep.”
“She said you were doing something you shouldn’t do.” She said.
“I don’t know what that would be.” I told her. I was still lying on my back, in my bed, under the sheet. I had a t-shirt and shorts on.
“Have you been playing with yourself?” She asked. She was quite direct, and had no sense of humor….Ever.
“NO!” I lied to her.
“Everyone does it.” She said. That wasn’t quite what I thought she would say. “It is perfectly normal for someone to do that.”
“You’re lying. You just want me to say something to get me in trouble with Granny.” I had a fantastic relationship with my Grandmother. She said I was the son she never had, and we would stay up and watch TV together a lot.
“No, it’s true. All boys, and even girls have to relieve themselves. If not, you will end up being aggressive and getting into fights.” She said.
“I don’t want to get into fights. But I don’t want to be in trouble, either.” I said to her. I almost felt like crying, as I was starting to open up to Aunt Alice.
“You won’t be in trouble Billy. Now, do you feel sometimes like you have to rub and touch yourself?” She asked.
“Uh-Huh.” I nodded my head and said those words at the same time.
“That’s okay. It is normal. Do you feel like doing it a lot?” She asked.
“Yea. Almost every day. Sometimes I do it a couple of times a day, and sometimes I go a whole week without doing it.” I replied.
“Have you done it today?” She asked.
“No, not for a couple of days.” I replied. It was weird, but talking about it was making it hard. I moved a bit in the bed, and turned to lie on my side to kind of hide it, with the sheet still over me.
“Here.” She said. She walked over to my bed and sat down on the edge of it. “I don’t want you to be yelling at her. That is a sign of aggressiveness. You need to release that pressure out of you.”
“Do you mean I need to jack off?” I asked her.
“Billy, the correct term is masturbate. Yes, I feel it is necessary that you masturbate. I would like you to do that so that you don’t yell at her again.” She said.
“Okay, Aunt Alice. I will do that.” I replied and smiled back at her.”
“I mean now.” She said. “I want you to do it now, to prove to me you did it.”
“You mean in front of you?” I inquired.
“Yes. In front of me. That way I know you relieved yourself.” I cannot believe she was telling me to do this!
“Now?” I asked.
“Yes, I want you to do it now.” She demanded.
Aunt Alice was a very thin lady who had no shape to her. She was not feminine at all, and she was not what I would say would turn me on.
“I do it in private.” I told her.
“Master William, I am telling you right now, I will tell your Grandmother if you do not do as I say.” When she talked like that, she meant it. She looked me right in the eye when she said it. She certainly was not joking.
I slid down the sheet down to my feet so I was in my shorts and shirt on my bed. I started rubbing my cock with my shorts on and looked up at her.
“William, I am losing my patience. Pull down those trousers this instant.” She said. I did not want to, but I did not want to get into trouble.
I reached for my shorts and pulled them down. When I did so, my cock stuck straight up and pointed at the ceiling. Aunt Alice looked long and hard at it.
“Start rubbing it.” She demanded.
I grabbed it and started rubbing it. I looked down at it, and started to forget she was two feet away from me while I did that. I peeked up at her, and her eyes were still fixed on my cock. I continued to rub for a couple of minutes.
“Hurry up. I don’t have all day.” She said.
“I’m sorry. I have never done this in front of anyone else. I am nervous. Usually I am alone, and thinking about a couple of girls from my class. That makes it squirt faster.” I told her.
“Well, go ahead and think about them. Rub it faster.” She said. She was very stoic, and there was nothing romantic about what she was saying nor doing.
I started really cranking it up and down, and eventually it felt like it would squirt. Aunt Alice was still looking at it while I did it.
“Okay Aunt Alice…It is almost done.” I told her.
“Good, I have things to do. Finish it up.” She said.
I continued to beat off fast and hard. Finally that feeling came inside of me, and it started squirting. The first squirt went over a foot in the air, and hit my sheets, about halfway between Aunt Alice and my cock. The rest of it went straight up, and landed on my hand.
“There. Clean yourself up, you naughty, naughty young man. You should be ashamed of yourself for having such impure thoughts.”
Wait….I thought I was not in trouble for doing it in front of her.
“Yes, Aunt Alice.” I didn’t like her. I sometimes wished she was dead. She got up and left my room and shut my door. Sheesh! I didn’t like doing that in front of her.
I just thought she was a horrible person. I didn't like to be around her. Granny said she was queer. Later in life I learned that she was a lesbian.
Anyway, I loved Granny. I was her favorite. Granny gave me anything I wanted, and she paid me to do things around the house. HOWEVER......My favorite thing was that she and I laid in her bed on Saturday nights and watched Love Boat and Fantasy Island together. I will get to that later.
Granny always worked 10-5 at the Craft shop except on Sundays. She also opened up for nights on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. When I was a teen, she was about 70. She was short. Under 5 foot tall. She had very long white hair that she constantly brushed. She raised my sister and I because of my mom who was such a d**g addict.
Chapter 2

I had a job with a farmer about a half mile away, Mr. Tucker. It sucked and was hard work, but I learned alot from working like that from the time I was 14. I had some of my own money. This helped me with one of my first positive sexual encounters. One Sunday morning, I went off to help old man Tucker because it had been raining during the summer, and I was off for summer break. Granny took everyone (but me) to church as usual (I think she had a crush on Father Stidham!) and I came home to an empty house at about noon. That was one of the cool things about working with old man Tucker. We started with the rising of the sun, and got done early.
The old farmhouse we lived in only had 1 full bathroom. That bathroom had a bath, no shower. Therefore, I would have to stand up with a hose that connected to the faucet and hold it to run water over my body. It was okay, since it was all I knew. Since I was home alone that particular Sunday (A few days after the crazy incident), I didn't even take clean clothes into the bathroom. It was down the hall from my bedroom. As I was in my bedroom, putting on underwear, I heard someone coming up the stairs. I had no clue who it could be, and it kind of scared me. It ended up being my mom, who I hadn't seen in a year. She opened up my door without knocking, as I was in my underwear.
"What are you doing" She asked.
"I just showered. I just got home from working with old man Tucker at the farm" I replied. "What are you doing here?" I asked her.
"Was gonna borrow money from Grandma. Where is she?" She asked. She and I had no relationship whatsoever, and really nothing in common.
"She's at church, you will need to come back in a few hours" I replied.
"Fuck! That's too fucking late." She said "This is all screwed up"
"What is wrong" I asked her.
"I have a bill to pay, and I need money NOW" She exclaimed. "I have to fix my car, and a guy will help me today, but I have to have it now. He is waiting in his car in the driveway."
"I am not sure what to do" I said. "She won't be back until around 2:30.
"Fuck!" She yelled. "Dammit. That means I am gonna have to go suck some guys dick for some cash to fix this." She exclaimed.
I knew I had money for her. I could help her if I wanted too. I knew, though, I would NEVER see that money again. I also knew she stole things from Granny for her d**g habit.
"How much do you need?" I asked.
"Way more than you have at your age." She angrily replied. "Just what I want to do, go ask for money for one of them fuckin' retards at the tavern, and then go suck a nasty dick in his car for it."
"How much, seriously?" I asked.
"I need 60 bucks. The starter went out. " She said.
I was still just in my underwear with my shorts and shirt lying on my bed.
"I'll give it to you. Will you do that to me?" I cannot believe I just asked that, but it was worth a shot. I heard of blowjobs before, but NEVER had one. "I will give you the money. "
"What? Are you out of your fucking mind? That's i****t. " She angrily said to me.
"Okay, but I have the money, but I know my dick isn't all nasty like the guys you say at the tavern." I was egging her on. I was hoping to take the bait. Just then, the car in the driveway started honking.
"This asshole is going to get screamed at" She said, and she ran down the stairs and out the door. I immediately ran to the window to see what was going on. They talked about 2 minutes and then she went back in the house. I could hear her coming back up the stairs.
"Show me the fucking money" She said. I went to my wallet, which was in my pants, and pulled out $60.
"See, you can have it. I just have never had someone do that to me. I just showered. I am clean. I've never had sex before, and I heard that it isn't even sex." I said.
"No, it really isn't." She said. "But it is NOT something a mom does to her son." She replied. "I have to have this fucking money. Alright. If you tell ANYONE, I will deny it. Do you understand I could go to prison for this?" She said
"Yes" I mumbled. Oh my god, she was going to do it!
"Fine, pull you underwear down" She said. I did as I was told, and she walked up right in front of me, by my bed, and dropped to her knees.
She started rubbing my cock like I do when I start to jerk off because I was not hard yet. It took about 5 seconds flat to get nearly hard as a rock, and in another 5 seconds, it was sticking straight out at her face. She kept rubbing it. I looked down at her, and she was staring at my cock. She was not looking up. She kept giving me a handjob. As I looked down, I could look down her tank top at her boobs. They were kind of little, and as she stroked me, I could see a flash of her nipples because she was not wearing a bra. That caused my cock to get even harder!
"I will get one of the guys from the tavern to come and kick your fucking ass if you tell anyone, do you hear me?" She said.
"Of course" I replied. With that, she stopped rubbing my cock and put her mouth over the first couple of inches of it. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever had in my life. She held my cock as she went in and out with it with her mouth. Seeing her doing it was something I just cannot describe in words. I wanted her so bad to tell me she was proud of me, or liked my cock, but no....She said nothing, she just kept bobbing on my cock. I could tell I was starting to get close. Do I tell my mom I am about to cum? Do I just cum in her mouth? What do I do? I just knew I was getting closer. And I knew as I was getting closer, she went faster and faster. She only ever put about up to half of it in, and didn't really suck on it, it just went in and out of her mouth. Finally, I could feel my body stiffen because I was right on the edge of cumming. And then.....
I did it...I started cumming. I knew it was squirting. It was squirting hard. Really hard. She stopped bobbing on my cock. She just held my cock in her mouth while my cock was pulsating. I could also here her gulping like she was drinking. She ate my cum. She ate ALL of my cum. When I was done cumming, she pulled her mouth off of it and got up.
"Where is that 60 bucks?" She asked.
"Right here" I replied as I grabbed it and gave it to her.
"This never happened." She said very sternly
"OKAY" is all I could say to her.
She turned and started to walk away. She stopped and turned around.
"Nice dick" She said. How do I respond to that?????
"If you need money, don't do that to some asshole. I have plenty of money" I told her.
She walked on, left the house, and left.

Chapter 3
In a one-week period, I had two sexual encounters with relatives. One of them totally produced better results than the other. It was another month or so before my next REAL sexual encounter. This time, it did not go very well.
I just got done mowing the grass (we had an awesome John Deere tractor, and I could mow our 3 acres in about an hour or so. I would have my shirt off, and get a tan doing it. Then I would take Granny's electric weed eater, and do the trim. After that, it was shower time. Just a normal day, right?
WRONG....
Aunt Judy barged into my room when I was dressing.
"When was the last time you relieved yourself?" She asked.
"Why does it matter to you?" I barked back at her.
"This is exactly why you need to relieve yourself regularly. You are turning into a very angry young man and that will hurt your granny very much" She was trying to use emotion to make me think I would be hurting Granny.
"Let's ask her." I said.
"Don't you dare, young man. I speak to her. She is too busy to be dealing with you being such an aggressive young man. Let's get this done and over with." I think she actually got off on me doing this.
I tried to move to the door to get out, and she blocked the door.
"You will not be leaving this room until you finish your work." she angrily said.
"FINE!" I yelled back at her. I pulled down my shorts and started rubbing my cock. I was pissed at this time...I was BEYOND angry. I was going to get back at her. If she was going to make me do this, she was going to pay.
"Rub it fast because I don't have all day." She told me.
"What is your problem? I never see a man in this house with you. Why do you want to see my cock and sperm so bad? When was the last time you were even with a man?" I let out my feelings, hoping I would get some truth from her.
"This is exactly the point, young man... The world needs fewer criminals and r****ts, and more men who take care of their families. Your granny should have sent you off to military school to teach you proper manners." She said.
I still had my cock in my hand. I was stroking it furiously and it was finally hard. I took my eyes off of Aunt Thelma to look at it. When I looked back up, she was looking at my cock. That's when I decided that if she was going to watch me do it, then she was going to get my sperm, too. She was about 3 or 4 feet away from me when I started walking towards her as I jerking.
"Exactly what are you doing young man?" She growled.
"You want to see it, right? How about you see it up and close?" I replied.
"Don't think you are in control. I am. You must get this accomplished. I have places to be today."
"Then bend down on your knees so I can put my stuff all over you. That will make it go faster." I didn't know if that was the truth, but I was trying to get her to suck me off like I had received the month before.
"I am going to tell your granny you are a sick, vile human being. She is going to cut you off of her will and you will be in such trouble with her. She already knows you jerk yourself off all the time, and she is disgusted by it." She exclaimed.
That was it. I didn't care what the consequences were. I was getting out of my room as quickly as possible. I made a dash for it. My shorts were still down, under my cock, and I ran to my door, and shoved Aunt Thelma out of the way, and escaped my room. As I ran down the old wooden stairs, I grabbed my shorts and pulled them up. I ran to find Granny. She was sitting in her usual spot, in the small kitchen, watching the old black and white 13 inch TV which was on the dinner table, smoking Pall Mall Light 100's. I was totally out of breath.
"What is going on?" She asked me. I could not hardly get any air, because I ran so fast. I was also scared to death of what she was going to tell me.
"I hate Aunt Thelma. She makes me rub my cock and make it squirt it's stuff in front of her because she says I am too aggressive." I was shocked at how easy I was able to tell her that.
"SHE DOES WHAT?" She raised her voice in disbelief.
"Ask her. Please ask her. She says mean things to me, and I hate her. I just hate her." Just as I was yelling that, Aunt Thelma walked into the room.
"What the hell is going on?" Granny directed to Aunt Thelma.
"This boy is trouble. It is all because of his aggression, and he needs to let out his aggression." She said."If he can get relaxed, he will not do as other men have done in this world."
What in the world was she talking about? I was still huffing and puffing. I just wanted Aunt Thelma out of my life.
"Billy" Granny said to me, "can you please excuse the two of us, please?" I had only heard Granny say that one before, and it was concerning someone dying in the family. I figured it MUST have been serious.
"Okay." I was nearly in tears. I walked out the back door of the house, and went into the garage where our tractor was, and decided it was a great time to fill it with fuel, and to take the blades off to sharpen them locked on a vice in Grandpas old workshop with a file.
5 minutes went by...Then 10 minutes...Then 15 minutes. I finished all 3 of the blades and made sure they weren't bent, which would cause them to cut uneven. I wanted to go back into the house, but I had no idea what would happen to me.
Finally the side door of the garage opened up. It was granny. She just looked at me with a plain, emotionless gaze. "Come in back in, honey." She said.
Wow, that made me even worse than I was before. We had a sink in the garage, so I used my bar of lava soap to clean my hands and arms, and went into the house.
"Are you okay?" Granny asked me.
"I guess." I shyly replied.
"Your aunt has until the end of the month to pack her things and move out. She didn't deny anything you told me. Sit down, honey." Oh, shit. I didn't like what was about to be said. "My sister has lived with me most of her adult life. Nearly my entire marriage to your grandfather, she lived here. She was assaulted by a man when she was a young teen, and has not trusted men since. I have feared this day since the day you were born. She finally became dangerous to you, and she cannot live here anymore."
"Okay" is all I could say.
"I don't want you blaming yourself for anything. If you have desires or needs, they are perfectly normal." She said. "Come here."
She reached out to hug me, and I got out of my chair, and we hugged tightly. I did not want to let go.
"Let's just get back to how it used to be when you were younger." She said.
"Does that mean I can still watch Love Boat with you?" I asked.
"I would like that alot." She replied. "I bet it is on tomorrow night."
She continued to sit in her chair. I grabbed a drink from the fridge, and I gave her one of my "Backward" hugs like we did. Basically I would walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her shoulders and stretch my arms across her breasts. She would always give out an audible "MMMMMM" when I would do it. It was never really sexual. I just was touching her boobs. They stuck out like torpedoes when she wore her bras. I guess that means they were doing their job. When I would lay with her on Saturday nights, she would take her top off and her bra off before putting on her night shirt. She nearly always had her back to me, but I would occasionally look, and her boobs would fall down to her tummy, past her belly button without a bra on. I thought they were ALL like that.
This time was slightly different. Granny grabbed my left arm that was holding across her right breast, and held it against her tightly. My face was against her face and we were holding each other tightly. My hand was holding her big boob! It really caused a feeling with my young cock. It was the first boob I had ever held. It was certainly something that will always stick with me.
The ceramic shop closed at 5pm on Saturday, and Granny and Michelle and I went to Dairy Queen for dinner. Michelle informed us she was going to stay at her friend's house, Jevetta. (No, I can't make up a name like that... Her family was from Kentucky, and I always thought Jevetta was a little slow).
I think Judy had already started moving out. I didn't even see her all day Saturday.
We finished dinner, and watched the news. I went up to our only bathroom and took a shower. Grannys house had just the one bathroom upstairs. Her main rule in life to me is that you NEVER go sleep with a dirty body on clean sheets. She was a clean freak. I finished my shower (well, bath with a hose connected to it) and got out of the shower and started to towel off. As I took off the towel and started to dress, the door opened, it was Granny.
"Don't mind me. I have to pee really bad." and she walked over to the toilet and started peeing. I proceeded to dress. "You have really grown up, Billy." She said.
"Thanks." I replied. What was I supposed to say to that?
"Why haven't you had a girlfriend yet?" she asked.
"There are a couple of girls I like, but what if they don't like me?" I asked.
"You have to take a chance, or you will never know." She said.
"I really like Annie from the shop." I told her.
"Do you want me to ask her mother if she has a boyfriend?"
"Sure, I guess." Wow, that really sounded like I was interested, right???
"Okay." She replied. With that, I left the bathroom.
I was in a pair of shorts and tshirt, and already in Granny's bed when she came downstairs from her bath. Her hair was soaking wet, as usual after a bath, and she would brush it out with a brush for 5 minutes before lying down in bed. Picture the bed with in the middle of the bedroom. It was 22 foot by 17 foot. The bed was slightly off center, with the TV on her side of the room, towards the end of the bed. I would lie behind her.
The show started and it was 8pm "Love....Exciting and new....." (I can still sing that entire song in my head!!!!), and I was lying behind her. She grabbed my left arm (I was lying on my right side) and pulled it to her, and I felt myself holding her boobs again. This time they were braless and lying down on her body. Doing this caused me to be right next to her, my chest against her back, my head by her shoulder, and so on... This time it was more sexual than ever before. I felt my cock hardening immediately. That really sucked because I was right next to her, and my hardening cock was starting to poke into her ass cheeks. I figured she would kick me out of her bed. But...... She didn't, to my surprise....
She actually squeezed my arm tight. I was nearly totally hard now, pushing hard against her ass. She seemed to jiggle a little, and I felt my hardness against her ass. What was going on?
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yea, why do you ask?" I replied.
"You seem kind of nervous."
"Are you okay with me so close to you?" I asked her.
"Yes, I want you very close to me right now." She said.
I held her tight again. We watched through the first commercial and then the questions came again.
"If you need me to answer questions about sex, please ask me, okay? I don't want you thinking it is something that is dirty or nasty, okay?" She said quietly.
"Okay. Is it okay that I hold your boob like this? Is this what you would say is dirty or nasty?" I replied.
"No, not at all. In fact, it is totally okay if you lay with a woman like this as long as she is okay with it."
"Okay."
I didn't push the subject. I continued lying behind her. I actually got sleepy, and fell asleep. I must have rolled over to my back, away from Granny, because I woke up with the sound of Tattoo saying "De Plane, De Plane" from the beginning of Fantasy Island. Granny was asleep, too. I slept in my underwear and I decided to pull out my cock and start rubbing it. My whole body was under the blanket, next to Granny's body. I don't know why I decided to do that, but it just felt right. Maybe it was thinking about Granny's boobs, or pushing against her butt with my cock. I wanted to cum, but I also didn't want to get caught.
I guess I must have made a noise, or moved too much, because Granny started to stir, so I stopped and froze in place.
"Come here, honey" Granny mumbled.
I went back to the position I was in before, only my bare cock was now touching her ass. Would she notice? Oh, I was going to be in trouble. Ugh! I figured I blew it.
"Mmmmmm. Your body feels so nice against mine" She said. "I love lying next to you this way."
"Me too, Granny. I kinda like holding your boobs. They feel good."
With that, Granny rolled over onto her back. She did something I totally didn't expect her to do. She pulled on her nightshirt until her boobs were exposed in the dark of the bedroom with only the TV on as light.
"Give me your hand." She said. "I want to show you how to touch them."
I was so nervous. Granny was actually taking the time with me to not fail with a woman.
"I want you to gently rub on my boobs, and rub the skin and love on it. Not too soft, but not too firm." She said. "As you do that, suck on my nipple. Most women like that."
I did as she said. I used my left hand to basically knead her boob like dough, and then I bent over and sucked her huge nipple in my mouth, but not too hard.
"MMMMMMMMMMMM. That's it. That's what makes a woman desire sex, if you do that. If you give a woman attention like that, she will respond"
My cock is what responded. I think I had the biggest hard on of my life!!! Why would Granny let me do this? This was my grandmother....She was my favorite person in the world, and I was being allowed to be sexual with her. I had to ask.
"Why are you letting me do this, Granny?" I asked her.
"Shhhh" She said. "Just follow my lead, okay?" She said.
"Okay." I was still in High School. I had no experience with women. This was better than anything I had ever done in my life. I continued to do ask she said.
"This makes your peter pretty hard doesn't it?" She asked. I guess that was an old fashioned term, but that is what she used.
"Really hard.." I looked up at her face when I answered. She reached down and put her hand on it, which surprised the crap out of me. I bet I gasped when she did it.
"Okay, this is when a woman is likely ready for you to make love to her. She is probably ready to have you get on top of her and put it inside of her." She said. That caused me heart to race like never before.
"Is that what you want me to do?" I asked.
"I don't want to take that special time away from you. That should be between you and a woman you want to be with the rest of your life. You don't want it to be with your Granny." She said, which was a TOTAL letdown to me. "I wanted to show you how to be good with a woman in a very sensual way." She continued to hold my very hard cock in her hand, and actually started moving her hand. It was not really a handjob, but more of a massage. It felt amazing. I went back to sucking on her nipple. I kind of was let down, but that was okay. I was being very loving with my beloved Granny. That was so perfect.
There was one slight problem, though. Her massaging of my cock felt great... Too great, in fact. I was a young man, and had little control over my ability to last long. As I got that feeling as if I was about to cum, I sucked harder and harder on her nipple. I know I gripped her boob even harder.
All of a sudden, without any real warning, I started cumming in her hand. It was very intense. I know it squirt so hard in her hand. It also pulsated and pulsated as she continued holding onto it.
"I'm sorry, Granny." I said, in fear for my life.
"Ha ha ha." She giggled. "That's okay. I guess I may have taken things too far with you. Maybe I crossed the line a bit, but I was enjoying myself and enjoying our closeness. I think maybe we have had enough for the night. I need to change out of this night shirt that you have just soaked." She said.
"Okay." And with that, she climbed out of bed, went to go pee, and then climbed back into bed. I quickly fell asleep.

Chapter 4
I had no idea what to do after that sexual encounter with Granny. I wanted to have sex with her (Well, with anyone who would have sex with a teenage boy) but I did not want to ruin my relationship with my best friend in the whole wide world (Her!).
I decided I would not speak a word of it with her until she brought it up. The school year was starting up, and it seemed I had so much to do before school started.
One thing I was NOT expecting though...To be run out of my own bedroom a few days before school started. Back then, school was a half day on Thursday and Friday , then it started full days the following week after Labor day.
The Monday night before school started, Michelle had Jevetta stay the night. That put me on the couch in the family room (The one room with a nice sized 25" TV in it.) We didn't have cable TV, but we did have shows I liked to watch, so I was fine with it. I was run out of my own bedroom at about 9 or 10 pm. Granny was in her room with her door shut, so I didn't want to bother her after the night we had just a few nights ago. I looked all over the house for something to jack off to. The last time I came was about 10 days before from Granny's hand!
All the good stuff was under my bed in my bedroom. I did find a Vogue magazine with Christie Brinkley on it, showing she was dating Billy Joel. She was pretty hot and would help me get off.
I got RUDELY interrupted, and nearly caught as I heard footsteps coming down the stairs from the second floor. It was Michelle and Jevetta.
They turned the light on.
"Billy, we need you to give us an answer on something, okay?" Michelle asked.
"Yup, what is it?" I asked her, in a completely disinterested tone.
"Who has bigger boobs?" She asked. As she asked it, both she and Jevetta pulled up their shirts. Now, usually I would be VERY impressed with young gals pulling up their shirts at me, but they were quite young. They were both in middle school. I treated this situation as a judge, rather than a horny teen. I looked at both of their chests and was shocked at what I saw.
"Well," I replied, looking at 2 sets of boobs in front of me, "Michelle, Your boobs seem to be wider, and Jevetta, your nipples are much much bigger and stick out more." I replied.
Jevetta had Puffy, Puffy nipples, and her nipples were half of her boobs! Now, usually I would be VERY impressed with young gals pulling up their shirts at me, but they were quite young. They were both in middle school. I treated this situation as a judge, rather than a horny teen. I looked at both of their chests and was shocked at what I saw.
"So," Jevetta said. "Who wins?"
"Well, I have no idea. They are both big in their own ways" I said to her.
"Come and feel them because we have a bet on it" She said.
"Oh my God!" I replied to Jevetta. "What if Willy and I pulled out our dicks and did the same thing?" I asked her. I knew I had a longer dick than Willy, but I wanted to know what she would say.
"That's dumb." She said. "I don't want to see dirty dicks on boys." Lovely....
"You both tie." I told them. I cannot believe it, but I turned around and walked out of the room. That was the first time in my life I knew I was into older women! I went to the fridge to get some ice cream and I guess I startled Granny because she came out of her room to see what was going on.
"I'm sorry I woke you, Granny. Michelle and Jevetta were being pesky girls while I tried to watch TV so I decided to get some ice cream and chocolate syrup." I told her.
"What were they doing?" She asked.
"Just being dorks." I replied. "No big deal, I guess they are bored. I'll go back to the couch to sleep in a few minutes."
"Go ahead and come on in with me, honey." She replied. "I know my mattress is more comfortable than the old Davenport."
She was right, too. It not only was more comfortable, but having her body next to me was just what I needed.
I pulled off my shirt and shorts and climbed into bed, only wearing my cotton boxers. Granny had her usual long night shirt on that seemed to go down to her knees. Of course she wore large panties that were comfortable. I was lying about a foot or so away from her on her bed.
"Why are you so far away?" She asked.
"Oh, I don't know. You don't have the TV on, so I wasn't going to lie on my side real close to you, unless you want me to." I replied.
"Well, of course I do." She happily acknowledged.
I rolled over to my right side and was literally against her, and she took her left arm and pulled me even closer. I put my left arm across her, of course resting on her big long boobs that were lying down on her chest.
"Mmmmmmm." She moaned. "I love you, honey." She said.
"I love you too, Granny." I told her.
With that, I thought it just felt right plant my lips on her neck, and gently kiss her on her neck. That made me start to get hard quickly. She could feel it. Her ass jiggled. I kept giving her little lip kisses on her neck. My cock, growing rapidly, slipped out of the cotton boxers and was exposed under the blanket, sticking out at her ass. It was hard...REALLY hard! I thought I was crossing the line with her, but she didn't push me back.
She actually did something strange.... She lifted her left leg up, and kind of pushed against me. That caused my cock to be right against her warm pussy. I know the first thing I did was give a harder grip of her boobs when she did that. She actually started doing a little grinding on me. It caused me to kiss her neck harder.
She lifted her leg and moved it, and rolled onto her back, and without saying a word, reached up and started kissing me on the lips. My cock was resting on top of her left hip, on the top part of her leg. She grabbed it, and started holding it like she did the time before. I followed her lead, and moved my left hand from being on her chest, to holding her pussy. I didn't rub it up and down, I just held it. That was just the most amazing feeling. It caused me to start squirting my cum hard all over her tummy (And all over my arm!) I soaked her shirt AGAIN!!!
"We are going to have to do something about this." She said. "Your Peter is quite ready for a woman. We need to figure out how you can control it."
"I'm sorry" I replied.
"No, No, No. Don't be sorry. I want you to learn how to have control so you don't finish so fast. You are really responding to my touch."
"Okay."
She got up and took her shirt off and found another one, and got back into bed.
"Next time we will work on it, okay, honey?" She asked.
"Yea, Granny." I replied.
Ch 5
School started and the weekend was finally here. That meant Granny was in the shop all day, and my sister was gone all day. That meant I could hide in my room and pull out some of my Grandfather's old Playboys that he had from the 1960's. It's funny how the women in the magazines could get me so hard, even though the photography was quite different. I was able to get a great rub going, and shot a good load and cleaned up. I went downstairs and then went to the Ceramic shop.
"Billy, come here." Granny raised up as was talking to one of her customers in the Ceramic shop, Anne Brown. Anne was a regular who had been going there for as long as I was alive. I was in the back of the shop, pouring the "slip" into the molds for the next batch of greenware. That's how ceramics are created. Slip is the loose, watery, version of clay. You pour it into "Molds", then depending on how thick you want it, or the air conditions, usually about 30 minutes is needed, then you turn the molds upside down and drain out excess.
"Yes?" I replied to her.
"I was just explaining to Mrs. Brown that you give a great massage on shoulders and back, and she said she used to go to get one, but her insurance doesn't cover it anymore, so I offered you to try to help get kinks out of her back." She said.
"Oh, okay, when do you want me to do it?" I asked. It was a Saturday afternoon, raining out, and I really had nothing better to do.
"Is later today too much trouble?" Anne asked.
"I have nothing going on all day as long as it is raining." I told her. I had her complain about her back before. She was an older, curvy lady. Okay, you could say she was kind of fat. She wasn't ugly at all, but she wasn't what I thought was too attractive. I guess I didn't think about bigger curvy women at the time. She did have massive boobs though. I love big boobs!
"I will be done here in a short bit. Can you come around 3? That will give me a chance to do my chores I need to get done."
"Sure." I replied. I knew where Mrs. Brown lived because Granny would sometimes take finished ceramics to customers' houses if we needed space on the shelves. Granny's shop was in our old barn. It wasn't a big space at all.
I arrived to her house on Oak Street, about a 5 minute bike ride from my house. It was raining, but not too bad to ride my bike in it. Mrs. Brown let me in. I learned she wasn't married. She had been, but not anymore.
"Can I get you a Fresca or a Tab or some ice water?" She asked.
"Thanks, Mrs. Brown. Water would be great." I replied.
"No problem, Billy. And it is Miss Brown. I'm not married." She said.
"Granny said you have pain in your back or shoulders, how is the best way for me to do this?" I asked her.
"Your Granny said she usually sits in a chair when you help her shoulders. I usually just lie down. Is it okay if we go into the spare bedroom and I lie down on the spare bed?" She asked.
"It's up to you." I replied.
"By the way, I plan on paying you for your trouble." She said.
"You don't have to. Granny says I am good at it, and maybe it would be good practice for me."
Miss Brown had a cotton shirt on , and it appeared that she had comfortable cotton pants on. At the time, I didn't know the difference between polyester and cotton, but she looked comfortable. She climbed up on her bed, lying on her stomach.
"Do you want me to start with your shoulders, or do you have a bad spot?" I asked her.
"My shoulders are always tired, but I will point to my back where it hurts." She was pointing down by her k**ney area. I started rubbing lightly, then a little more firm down on her lower back. Nothing was really said between the two of us. it was rather clinical, rather businessy. I went up some on her back, then went back down.
"Let me pull my blouse up a little so you can touch my skin directly." She said.
"Do you have any Jergen's or any other lotion that I can rub into your back to help make it slide better?" I asked like I knew what I was doing.
"Over on that table, in the first drawer." She said. "You will find something there."
I found exactly what I was looking for. I put some on my hand and started rubbing her back, directly on her skin. Her back seemed big to me because she was a bigger lady. It wasn't gross or anything. It was just different. She would be almost normal by today's standards. I kept working on her back where she had pointed. She didn't really say anything, so I kept massaging. I would push harder, then easier.
"If you don't mind, can you turn around? I am going to take off my blouse for you to get my whole back." She said. I turned around and waited for her to be finished.
I worked all over her back, her sides, and her shoulders. I noticed she had no shoes on. I was always into looking at women's feet, and this was no exception. Without asking, I put more lotion on my hands, and started massaging her ankles.

"Mmmmmmmm." She moaned. "Thank you. I like that."
I worked her feet and ankles for a bit, and pushed her pants up to get her lower legs, and then she turned her head again.
"Please turn around again. I will remove my trousers for you." She said. I started getting so nervous! She was about to be in her bra and panties. I knew it was only a massage, and I had been in bed with Granny massaging her, but this was kind of a stranger.
After she said to turn around, I nervously turned around. I didn't know why at the time, but my cock started getting hard in my shorts. I think looking at her body did it to me. It could have been the touching though. All I know is that while I massaged her, my cock got harder and harder. I worked her legs up to nearly the her ass. I noticed even though she was a much larger lady than Granny, she did not have the big white panties that Granny wore.
I had a scary thought in my head. What if she goes to the cops and cries ****? Seriously, what would I do?
I looked down at her panties, then looked at her bra. Her boobs were pretty huge in her bra as she was lying down . I rubbed her legs because I wasn't sure what she wanted me to do. As I went up higher on her leg, she slightly opened up her legs apart. I thought I would go ahead and go higher with my hand. She did not stop me when I started touching her panties. She moaned while I touched her down there. I just started rubbing her between her legs.
"Your Granny was right...You are very good at this. This is exactly what I needed." She said.
That made me wonder what Granny had been telling the ladies. I didn't know whether to ask her or just keep doing what I was doing. I decided to keep quiet and just smile and finish what I started, hoping maybe it would turn to sex.
"Let me get more comfortable." She said.
She lifted up her ass and pulled off her panties. Her pussy hair was a perfect triangle. I put my hand on her triangle of hair and started caressing it.
"Climb up on the bed and give me a hug, okay?" She asked.
I got up on her bed, and hugged her as I was fully clothed. She was naked except for having her bra on. She was a curvy (CHUNKY) lady. It looked good to me though. As I hugged her, I think she could feel my boner in my shorts.
"Why don't you pull of your shirt?" She said as she looked me in the eyes.
I pulled it off and then went back to hugging her. I think I simulated sex with her with my shorts on. She reached down and grabbed my hard cock in my shorts.
"How about your shorts next?"
This was making me all kinds of nervous. I was a virgin. If I told her, what would she do? I quickly pulled my shorts and underwear off. It caused my cock to spring straight out.
"Ahhhh. That is a nice tool you have there. Do you know how to use it?" She asked.
"Um, well, what do you mean?" I asked, trying to avoid saying no. She must have gotten the hint.
"Come here and hug me again." She said.
I laid back on top of her, and my crazy hard cock was right against her pussy. I had NO IDEA what to do. I didn't know how to do it or anything. I had looked at pictures in playboys, and talked to my buddy Willy, but never actually did anything.
She grabbed my cock. It felt wonderful. She kind of went up and down with it, the she kind of set it against her.
"PUSH." she said.
"What?" I asked like an idiot....
"Push your hips towards me."
I did that, and my cock entered inside of her. Oh my God! I was actually fucking a woman for the first time! Well, I wasn't really fucking. I was just inside of her. I was like halfway inside of her.
"Okay, I want you to push in and then kind of pull out, but not all the way out, then do that back and forth." She told me as she looked me in the eye. THANK GOD I jerked off earlier in the day, or I would have cum already!
I tried it a few times.
After about 10 seconds, I started going faster and immediately my cock fell out. She reached down to my cock and guided it back to her pussy.
"That's okay, you are doing just fine." She said. "Go ahead and start doing it again at that speed again. You are doing well." She totally knew it was my first time. She would not have said that otherwise.
Anyway, I went back to trying to fuck her. I say trying because I really sucked at it. I really, really did. I was SO BAD at it, I cannot believe she didn't kick me out of her bed. But then something strange kind of happened that changed everything.
"Come up here and kiss me. " She said. I was resting on both of my hands, with my body nearly touching her before she said that. I lowered my body down and started kissing her and I started going in and out again inside of her. It totally changed the angle of our lovemaking. I felt like the top of my cock was rubbing against the top of her pussy, right where her clitoris was. That made her respond very positively.
"Oooooooh. Now you have the hang of it. That cock of yours feels nice. " That made my cock grow inside of her!
She reached up with her left hand and pulled my head down. This time she did not kiss me. She started kissing my neck pretty firmly, which sent chills through my body. That made me push harder and deeper inside of her. It made me push as absolute far inside as I could, which made her moan loudly.
"That's it...Keep that up...Just like that. Don't change a thing." She kissed my neck harder, and dug her nails into the back of my head. I started going even faster and harder and deeper. I could feel her pushing her feet onto her bed and raising her hips up off of the bed. Her hips and pussy seemed to get higher and higher, pushing harder and harder against me. It was becoming hard for me to actually pull my cock out of her the way I had been. In fact, it got to the point where her ass was completely off of the bed, and I could not pull out anymore even though I was trying. It seemed she was holding her breath for about 5 seconds.
Then all of a sudden....BAM! Her body fell back to the bed with a large force of power. Somehow my cock stayed in her while she did that.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh....Oh God!" She exclaimed. "WOW! You made me cum!"
"Okay" is all I could muster up.
"What an amazing thing you just did, Billy." She replied back. "It is very satisfying to be able to cum during sex."
I wanted to tell her that the only reason was that I had jacked off earlier in the day, but I thought that might kill the mood. Instead, I just pulled out of her. I thought we were done after that.
"What are you doing, Billy?" She inquired.
"Aren't we done since you had an orgasm?" I asked her.
"Well, not if you don't want to be. What about you?" She asked.
This put me in a slightly crappy spot. Do I tell the truth? CRAP! What do I do???
"You have not been with a woman before, have you?" She asked.
"Um, well, no." I answered.
"Ha ha ha. I wondered. It is okay. If you are comfortable being done, then we can be done. You have done a wonderful job on this old lady's body. I want to have you come back and give me another massage in the future okay, Billy?"
"Sure. I would really like that."
I put on my clothes and she gave me the Fresca that she offered me earlier and I was back on my bike, riding back to Granny's house.

Chapter 6

School started, and I was also working with Mr. Tucker on the weekends. I seemed to have no personal time at all. I stopped into the ceramic shop one Saturday afternoon around Labor Day after I got off work and mowed Granny's yard, and then got cleaned up. It was around 430, close to closing time.
My heart went right to my throat, and I could feel myself about to be drenched in sweat.
Mrs. Brown was sitting close to Granny. Oh God! What if they talked? What if Mrs. Brown said I forced her? Oh God!
"Hey Billy." Granny said in a very nice, cheerful way.
"Heya" I replied.
"Well there is that handsome man." Mrs. Brown joined into the conversation.
"How are you today Mrs. Brown?" I asked nervously.
"I am fantastic! I told your Granny how she was SO RIGHT about how well you work your hands, and that you asking about me having lotion was such a great idea!" That really didn't help my nervousness.
"What all did you do?" Granny asked. "She has been bragging about you all afternoon to some of the other ladies that have been here. You must have worked your magic on her." Granny said.
"Well" I tried to speak, "I just asked where she ached and I used the lotion and I guess that is what made it so good." I played dumb...
"It's good you are home tonight. We can make some burgers tonight on the grill and have a relaxing night." Granny replied to me.
"And we need to set another date for you to take care of my legs and ankles again" Said Mrs. Brown.
"Anytime, ma'am."
I smiled and headed to the other side of the shop. I felt like I was going to puke. In fact, I decided to just leave the shop and walk across the yard back to the house. I went to my room to relax. I was tired, and I knew Granny would be done around 5pm and then she always would have a bath after work.
I woke up to Michelle yelling at me.
"Are you eating or not?" She yelled. I slept for 2 hours! Granny made burgers and we had some other sides with it. We all ate together. Michelle notified us that she would be staying at Jevetta's house and that meant it was only Granny and I after dinner.
We ended up just watching some TV and snacking. Love Boat was coming on. Granny got up and headed to her bedroom.
"Are you laying down with me tonight?" She asked me.
"Sure." I was trying to play it cool, not to show my excitement of how much I wanted my hands on her.
Granny was standing next to her bed when took off her shirt and turned around and removed her bra. I only saw her by the side, but her big saggy boobs laid on her down on her to her belly button. I loved her boobs. I really wanted them in my hands. I took a chance. I walked around her bed and started walking up right to her.
"Can I massage your shoulders without your shirt on?" I asked her.
"Sure Honey" she replied.
I was about 8 inches taller than her, so it was easy and comfortable to massage her bare shoulders. It was also easy for me to look down while I stood behind her at her big flat boobs. It was such a turn on to me.
"God, you are so good at this." She said "You do this so passionately. I had to beg your grandfather to do this to me. It always ended up with me giving him a blowjob or a handjob if he did this. I love how you are very respectful"
Oh, if she only knew how bad I wanted either of those two things.
"You did that to Grampa?" I kind of laughed as I asked.
"Well of course. That's how I ended up getting him to marry me." She said "We married in 1929 and he could have married anyone since his dad owned the biggest construction company in the state of Indiana.
"Were you 15 when you got married?" I asked her.
"No, I had just turned 16. He was 20, and already a manager for his dad. His dad's company built this house. It was originally for nuns in the 1910's and 20's and we got married when the stock market crashed and got this house."
I continued to massage her shoulders. But I wanted more. I moved left arm, and hugged her bare breasts with it. She moaned a little.
"We need to get you a nice young lady so you can share all of this love you have." She said.
"I would prefer just to be with you, Granny" I nervously said.
"I don't want to take that from you. That should be for a nice young lady" She said.
If she only knew about Mrs. Brown.
"I don't even know what to do, and every time my peter touches you, it makes me squirt real fast." I said, basically begging for her to help me.
"You will get over that as you get older" She said "The other thing is that you can think about things other than sex while you are having sex. That helps."
"But what do I do? I mean, sex is more than just you holding my peter and blowjobs, isn't it? What really is a blowjob?" I was getting good at playing dumb.
"Yes, but that is also something else you should save for the woman you will be with for your life. That will mean something." She replied.
I didn't really like the answer.
"Ok." I replied. I pulled away from her and hopped into bed.
I was frustrated. I wanted sex, and I wanted sex from Granny. She knew I was frustrated. I layed in bed next to her watching tv. After about 5 minutes, I got close to her again.
"Please don't be upset with me honey, I just want you to feel the surprise of being with someone you will be with the rest of your life. That is what you can give to her." Granny softly said to me.
Do I tell her I was not a virgin? Would she be mad at Mrs. Brown?
"It's okay. I am just so horny like this all the time. It is always hard. Even a few minutes after I jack it off, it gets this way again." I told her. "I don't know what to do because I want to have it inside of a woman...Any woman, including alot of the ladies in the shop."
That made her laugh.
"You should not be uncomfortable. It is fine to masturbate. It is completely natural."
"Okay. Thank you for saying that, Granny."
I just decided to do it. I slid my cotton boxer shorts over as I was lying next to Granny and started rubbing it. I had nothing to lose, right?
"What are you doing? " She asked. "Oh, you are doing it now?"
"You said it is okay, didn't you?" I asked.
"Well sure!" She exclaimed. "I didn't expect you to do it now." She said.
By the time she was done saying that, I was completely hard. The light was on, so she could see it. She turned from watching the TV and looked it at while I rubbed it.
"Your peter is pretty stiff. You are going to really make a nice lady feel good with it" She said
"Granny, I want you to feel it. SERIOUSLY!" I exclaimed. "PLEASE???"
She reached over to grab it. That wasn't necessarily what I wanted.
"I have been without sex for over 10 years honey, my parts aren't what they used to be. If you find a nice lady who is your age, it will feel so much better." She told me. "I just don't know if you would like being with an old lady like me."
"I love you granny, isn't that enough?"
She was perplexed, and could not think of an immediate answer, but she loved me and wanted the best for me.
"You do realize that if we were to do something like that, I could get in very serious trouble with the law. No one could ever know." She said.
"Why would I tell anyone?" I asked her.
"I am serious." She said "NO ONE can know."
"How do people start having sex?" I asked her. I had sex with Mrs. Brown, but wanted her to think I have done it before.
"Let me slide my panties off." She said. "I want you to put a little spit on your hand and put it on the tip of your peter so it is slippery on the end of it."
I did as she said.
"Okay, let me open my legs up, and you climb on top of me inside of my legs. When you do that, hold onto your peter, and guide it into my opening of my pussy, okay?" She said to me.
I did as she said, and I held my cock and it was touching her pussy. I slowly started pushing my hips forward. Granny felt different than Mrs. Brown. Mrs. Brown was very wet and warm and slippery. Granny wasn't really like that. But I tried to push anyway. My cock was, and is, very, very hard when it is erect. You cannot bend it. It was hard like a hard broomstick. I pushed it in her, and it went in. I ended up pushing it in until it would not go in anymore. I am sure my eyes were like saucers.
"Okay, here is the hard part honey, " She said to me, "Pull it out of me, but not all the way. Then, push it back into me. Keep doing that."
I followed her every word. I went so slow, it was almost comical how slow I was going. But I kept going .
Grannies big boobs were completely flat on her chest, and lying on her sides. They were so amazingly flat and gorgeous. They were moving on her, and it turned me on. It actually made me go a little faster.
"That's it honey. Keep it up. You are not in a race, but try to go a little faster."
I decided to push real hard and go faster. Granny layed there and took it. She started grunting a little as I went faster and pushed harder.
"Am I doing it well, Granny?" I asked her.
"Just fine, honey. You are getting better and better." She said. I must have sucked at this so bad!
I started going even faster and faster, and it made her boobs jiggle on her. Unfortunately, going faster was causing me to feel like I was going to cum.
"Granny" I asked her "What happens if I need to squirt my stuff?" I asked her.
"Well, if you do that inside of a girl, she can get pregnant." She said.
"Do I just stop then?" I asked her.
"No No No, just go until you are about to make it squirt, and pull your peter out, and let it squirt on her body." She said.
As soon as I imagined doing that, I had to cum. I immediately pulled it out, and started rubbing myself like I do when I am alone. I wasn't really aiming it at anything, but it started shooting out, and the first shot squirted her on her face and neck. The next one went even further, over her head. I was a teen, so I could squirt about 10-13 times. The rest went all over her boobs and tummy. I looked at the cum on her and for a moment was so turned on by it. I went to put my cock back in her.
"No, honey, it kind of hurts down there." She said. "I have not used that in a long time. I hope you aren't mad." She said.
I was out of breath a little, and was still catching my breath.
"No, No, I didn't know what to do" I told her.
"You did very good. I am very, very tired now. You were wonderful." With that, I climbed off of her and laid down. I honestly don't remember anything else from that night.