I moved back to the house I grew up to take care of Grandma, who suffered a stroke at 70 that basically paralyzed her right side. She raised me after my parents were killed by a drunk driver racing his truck through a red light. Grandma was strict while raising me so I never even dreamed of fulfilling my fantasy.
In the first chapter, a movie night for old time sake turned into a sensual exploration of our senses. We fell in love with each other in a whole new way. In the second chapter, Grandma promised to be my birthday present and the main event started following immense anticipations. My first penetration inside her tight vagina was way beyond imaginations. In chapter 3, the main event continued to completely fulfill not just mine but Grandma’s long hidden fantasy as well.
CHRISTMAS
On Christmas eve we cuddled to enjoy a X’mas movie. It was close to midnight so I was prepared to get ready for bed when Grandma said, ‘Santa brought a surprise Christmas gift to this smart young man for being good all year to his granny.’ This sounded like the good old days but I noticed her foxy smile looking at my crotch. I kissed her cheek. ‘Thank you Santa, you are all I need.’ She turned, our lips touched and massaged each other. ‘Take me to the bathroom to get your gift.’ Very excited, I lifted her up rushing to my surprise.
Once there, she whispered in my ear, ‘Kiddo, you get to shave my pussy bare!’ I stared at her as my mouth dropped. ‘Grandma, how did you figure that out?’ She was blushing red. I wondered if she looked like that the first time making love with grandpa. ‘When I was lingerie shopping I overheard this sale lady explaining how the bikinis and thongs match how much you shaved. It is apparently really in fashion now. So I ended up buying a few for those completely shaved. I told her they were for my daughter. I think she believed me. I hope you like me getting in style! Getting rid of some greys in my bush will help make me younger from top to bottom, so I can match up better with you! And you might as well shave my armpits also, I couldn’t and haven’t bothered since the stroke.’ ‘Oh thank God I have you, Grandma, you are simply more than anything I ever dreamed of. I actually like to play with your hairy armpits and pubic hair, but a new style is exciting too.’ ‘Now mind you, I will have to grow my bush again in time for my annual check-up, so the doctor won’t wonder who was doing the shaving.’ I laughed out loud. ‘Now that’s a deal, as long as I can shave you bare again after your annual.’ She smiled shyly, ‘deal!’
Being inexperienced, I embarked on this challenge gingerly, using lots of shaving cream, making sure not to cut her. Surprising, Grandma gave me some pointers, such as first trimming her bush short with a pair of scissors. Apparently the sales lady explained some techniques in order to get the sales. My steel rod was throbbing all along the way that he almost exploded without intervention. I had a hard time keeping my hands steady. After I completed my masterpiece, I showed Grandma using a small hand mirror. ‘Wow! She kind of reminded me of my early days, although I never looked so closely back then. Good job, young men. So now you can claim your reward!’
We embarked on a whole new experience with her bare womanhood, which I never had before. While I enjoyed playing with her bush during foreplay, cunnilingus and penetration, this was a whole new sensation and enhanced by her always intoxicating aroma. Her excitement reacting to my lips, tongue and fingers was clearly elevated also. Her clit appeared even more pronounced when erect. While I knew her vulva turned reddish as she approached her orgasms, that deeper coloration was partially hidden by her public hair. Now the blood filled vulva stood out distinctly against her ivory hips and thighs.
While I enjoyed the new smooth sensations and her intoxicating nectar, she gasped, whimpered then moaned and eventually panted to a very intense climax. My tongue went deep to enjoy her spasms as her love fluids gashed out. I used that lubricant to circle her rosebud as I continued to lap up her juices up to her engorged clit. When I slipped a finger into her rosebud, my tongue stirring deep inside her vagina, my upper lip rubbing her clit, she lost it again. After another full minute of trembling, she let out a long breath. ‘Wow, this is too much. I have to rest a bit.’ ‘Yes of course Grandma, we have all night!’ She stared at me ‘You dirty young man, you trying to kill this old lady?’ I laughed and lifted her into her (our) bedroom.
She tried on one thong she bought and she simply looked amazing. ‘Grandma, please let me take pictures of my best X’mas gift ever.’ She nodded shyly as I took several poses of her smiling sensually at me, with and without her magical pair covered by the matching bra. Another pose showcased her firm round buns completely exposed by the t-string and the side profile of her firm breasts, mature but with minimal sag. She even bought a see through black lace set with crotch-less panties that I took more pics of her. Then I took closeups of her bare vulva, still wet and red from the super intense orgasms earlier.
She reached for my steel rod. ‘My my, has he ever been this hard or just my imagination.’ ‘Grandma, he’s been hard as ever since I took off your panties in the bathroom. While shaving your vulva, I almost exploded without touching. Now he needs a lot of massaging to get the stagnant blood moving again.’ She laughed. ‘Oookee, cum to granny. Let me rub him with his X’mas present.’
I rushed to set her on the bed, opening wide. I hopped on the bed, letting my super hard manhood do the rubbing. She moaned quietly as she grabbed my hot shaft to massage her smooth vulva all over, using her juices as lubricant. ‘Ooo Grandma, you are so soft and silky smooth. This is just unbelievable, I am gonna cum…’ Suddenly she let go of my throbbing shaft but instead flicked both my hardened and sensitive nipples, then rubbed them, squeezed each with two fingers, twisted them left and right. I couldn’t tell if my nipples ever stuck out so much. My body shivered as I pushed my big purple glans against her soft blood engorged vulva and squirted the first burst of semen on her smooth mound, erect clit and creamy wet slit.
She again grabbed my throbbing steel rod to quickly part her swollen lips and slip inside the tight entrance as her moaning got loud. I pushed forward steadily and completed the penetration, lubricated by her juices and the ropes of cum still flying out along the way. We both let out a big sigh as my big purple glans hit her cervix. Her mouth sucked in my tongue and fluids while my body trembled. She rocked her hips in response and moaned. ‘I’m cumming too!’ Our tongues rubbed each other as she quivers, warm fluid flooded her love nest. Her vaginal spasms pulsing on my manhood and pushed our mixed love fluids out, covering her rosebud all the way down to the bed.
After what felt like forever, ‘I can’t believe I’m still tight after months of stretching.’ Her vagina had actually adjusted to accommodate my manhood perfectly. We both loved how my cock got wrapped up and gripped so tightly inside her warm love nest. ‘Grandma, he is made to measure for you.’ She giggled. ‘Well then prove it.’ That was all the encouragement I need. Even though I must have emptied my sack, my throbbing manhood showed no sign of retreating so I pulled back near the entrance and pushed in steadily. ‘See Grandma, he fits perfectly,’ as my big mushroom kissed its soft landing.
She gasped and started grinding her hips, rubbing her engorged clit on my pelvic bone. That warm and tight sensation was all I need. Our mouths came together passionately, rubbing our tongues and exchanging fluids. My hands found their favorite pair and gently rubbed those hardened nipples and wrinkled areola. Grandma’s fast breathing and panting signaled another fast approaching climax. I helped her along with fast short deep thrusts and hip rocking until she took a huge breath and tensed up her body completely. With my big purple mushroom pushed against her soft landing, her thighs spread wide open, knees bent back to push her soft soles and toes against my calves, I could feel her legs trembling. Her creamy love fluid flooded her love nest. Her vaginal spasms gripping my slowly softening manhood while I squeezed her big tits and the stiffened nipples hard. I sucked her tongue deep into my mouth and caressed her soft silky body for minutes while she gradually calmed down.
‘You’ve done really well kiddo, giving me Santa’s present too. Guess I will have to defer my annual checkup just to let you shave a few more times until Valentine’s day.’ I wondered what Grandma had in mind for Valentine but I better start planning…
HAPPY EVER AFTER
I’ve never seen Grandma so happy all my life. The specialist was very surprised but pleased with the speedy progress of her superb recovery. She could write nicely with her right hand again. She walked around the house without assistance, but used a cane going outside to ensure her stability. She could perform most basic tasks so the homemaker only came couple of hours a day to take her out and performed any special task that was needed. Outside the house and with company, our behaviour towards each other remained exactly the same as always. She put on minimal makeup herself but never lipstick so not to get any on me. People gave us complements. ‘Your son takes great care of you lady. You are so lucky.’ We enjoyed their recognition and didn’t bother to correct the strangers. They all thought Grandma was fifty something. She always thanked them.
One day I cleared out old clothing for donation. I came across Grandma’s engagement ring. She must have put it away following Grandpa’s passing because I had never seen her wearing it since I moved in. I kept it without telling Grandma until her birthday, when I presented her with a surprise gift, the engagement ring, now from her grandson. Grandma burst into crying and laughter at the same time. ‘What kind of joke is this, you naughty devil.’ I consciously committed to Grandma as my companion for the rest of her life. She hugged me real tight and kissed me but could not stop sobbing. I licked the tears flowing down her face.
Since that faithful birthday, while there were many temptations, I decided I would not leave my grandma for another woman. She wore her engagement ring again but was however a bit anxious at times and asked me in more than one occasion. ‘My dear, it’s time to find yourself a wife. You already have your career.’ ‘But Grandma, I have you. What do I want a wife for?’ ‘Kiddo, I am getting old. I won’t be with you forever. Don’t you want a companion for life?’ ‘Then I will think about that when the time comes. Nothing, no one can even remotely compare with you as my companion right now.’ She looked into my eyes, smiling sweetly and kissed me…