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My Hard Grandson (MF, inc)
by Johnson B

Jeffrey was always my favorite grandson. I don't know why, and probably
never will be able to explain it, but it seemed that there was always
something there --- an affinity that we had for one another, you might say.

As Jeffrey grew older, he would always stop by my house on the way home from
school. I would always have something waiting for him --- a soda, a glass of
milk and cookies, something like that. Then he would give me a big hug and a
kiss goodbye, and always left me with a promise that he would come by the
next day.

Then he grew even older, and it was impossible not to notice what a handsome
man he was becoming. His voice deepened, his muscles filled out, and I
noticed that he had started to shave. He had become a man.

One day while he was at my house, I noticed his glances at me, at my
oversized breasts. I realized that he had been looking at me for some time,
and it suddenly dawned on me that he had something for me. To put it mildly,
for some strange reason, he thought I was a pretty hot number.

I was standing beside the sink, and he suddenly got up and decided it was
time to rinse out his glass. His elbow brushed my breasts, and instead of
moving away, he pressed against my breasts a little harder. I didn't move
away. I liked the feel of his rubbing against me. He continued for just a
little too long, and then suddenly moved away. I looked at him, and noticed
that his face was red.

"Gee, I'm sorry, Grandma," he said as he sat at the table.

I looked at him, at the obvious bulge of his hard dick in his pants.

"I'm not sorry, Jeff," I said. "I'm not sorry at all."

His eyes widened as he looked at me.

"I liked that, I liked the attention very much."

He swallowed and looked away, then looked right back at my tits again. "It's
just that you have such nice, you know---"

"Tits." I finished his sentence for him.

He nodded, not looking at me.

I walked over to him and reached down, taking his hand in mine. I pulled his
hand to my breasts, and pressed the palm of his hand against one of my
enormous titties.

He closed his eyes, gently moving his hand around my tit, feeling of the big
globe. "Damn," he whispered.

Then, he moved his hand inside my blouse, pushing it into my bra. I could
feel his finger touching my hard nipple, and I exhaled a deep breath as he
ran his finger across it.

I pulled away from him. I stood and looked at him, at the bulge of his hard
dick in his pants. It seemed to have grown somewhat since I had looked at it
a few minutes ago.

"Follow me, Jeff," I said.

I went into the bedroom. Walking over to the bed, I looked at him as he
stood in the doorway. I reached up and unbuttoned my blouse. I pulled it
off, then tossed it on the bed. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra,
releasing my big tits from the two DD cups. It fell to the floor, and Jeff's
mouth fell open. I reached down and unsnapped my shorts and pulled them off.
My panties followed.

He walked over to me, and reached out and touched one of my tits. I pulled
away from him with a smile. I lay on the bed. He stood there, staring at me,
and I reached over and undid the snaps to his pants. He pulled off his
shorts as I pulled his pants to his ankles. His shorts followed, his cock
sticking straight up in the air. He stepped out of his clothes, and then got
on the bed beside me. I moved around, my crotch in his face, his dick
pressing against my cheek. I could feel his breath against my hairy pussy,
and the sensation was wildly, insanely erotic. Then, I felt his tongue touch
my lips.

I sighed, a long, low sigh of desire; it was more a moan of want than
anything else. I spread my legs a little, and I could feel his tongue dart
out and run along my pussy lips. I leaned forward, pressing my groin against
his face, and his tongue went all the way into my cunt, moving around.

I was shivering with excitement. I took his cock into my mouth, tasting the
pre-ejaculate poised on the tip. I sucked his cock deep into my mouth, all
the way to the back of my throat. I could feel his balls pressing against my
nose as he lay atop me, sixty-nine fashion.

I took his dick out of my mouth. "Fuck me," I whispered. He pulled off me,
turning himself around on the bed.

He lay on top of me, and I could feel his cock pressing against me,
demanding entry into my wet pussy. His lips played around my nipples as he
squeezed my tits together, hefting them and fondling my ample breasts. I
spread my legs wider. I lifted my legs and bent them at the knees, giving
him access to my wet pussy.

"Fuck me, Jeff," I whispered again.

He thrust forward with his hips, and his dick entered me, sending shivers
all over my body. I moaned with ecstasy at the intrusion of a hard cock into
my cunt.

I thrust my hips upward to meet his thrust, and soon, he and I developed a
mutual rhythm, and we began to fuck in earnest. He dug his knees into the
bedclothes between my legs, and thrust harder and harder into me, grunting
and groaning in his ecstasy. The feel of the hard, insistent dick inside me
sent jolts through my body. I tightened my muscles, and I came with an
orgasmic delight that I had not witnessed in ages.

He continued his thrusting, and I felt his cock swell inside me, and then I
felt a flow of hot cum shoot inside me as his dick began to spasm deep in my
cunt. I could feel it shoot hot cum into me again and again, and he groaned
with animal-like delight each time he thrust forward.

He stopped thrusting, and we just lay there, his dick buried deep inside my
hot pussy. Then, as his breathing returned to normal, he pulled out of me
and moved off the bed. He stood and looked down at me. Bending forward, his
kissed my nipples, one after the other.

He straddled me, and then stopped. "Is this position too strange for you?"
he asked.

He was sitting on my stomach, his cock nearly against my tits. "Not at all,"
I laughed.

He reached down and grabbed his hard cock, and began jacking off furiously,
slapping his palm against his balls with every stroke. He suddenly shot his
load, sending it flying onto my neck, my tits, hitting me in the nipples
with it.

Breathing hard, he suddenly said, "I've wanted to do that for a long, long
time."

"Me, too," I confessed.