GRANDPA GETS A BONER

My father left our family when I was very young, so I don’t really remember much about him. My mother’s father ended up being the father figure in my life, and I loved spending time with him whenever I could while growing up. My grandmother passed away while I was in middle school, so my grandfather lived in their house by himself, about seven miles from where I lived with my mom.

While I was a senior in high school, grandpa offered to pay me to clean his house for him once a week, which I happily agreed to. I needed the money, didn’t mind the work, and I got to spend more time with my grandfather. So, every Thursday after school, I’d stop by grandpa’s house and clean for him, then I’d cook us a meal and we’d eat together while we chatted about our week.

About two months into our arrangement, I was at grandpa’s house doing my weekly cleaning while he sat on the sofa watching TV. As I finished in the kitchen and began on the living room, I noticed that he had switched to a porn station on the TV, and he was rubbing his crotch while he watched. My eyebrows shot up, and a little smile creased my face….I thought to myself, ‘what the fuck? Grandpa watches porn?’

As I quietly moved closer to the sofa and stood behind him, I peered over his shoulder and saw that he wasn’t just rubbing his crotch, he actually had his cock out and was stroking it with his hand while he watched a girl blowing a guy on TV.

I laughed out loud, startling him, and said, “What the fuck, grandpa? You’re jerking off to porn?”

With a sheepish grin on his face, he said, “Sorry, Tammy….I thought you might be in the kitchen a little longer. You know, sometimes it just gets hard and, at my age, I hate to waste an erection.”

I laughed again, and said, “Hahahaha….yeah, I don’t blame you, grandpa.”

I grinned and said, “How about if I give you a hand?”, as I moved closer to the sofa so that I was just behind him, then reached over his left shoulder and replaced his hand with mine on his engorged prick….my big, soft boobs rubbing up against the back of his head and shoulder.

With a surprised look on his face, he said, “Sure!” He removed his hand as I began sliding mine up and down his growing shaft, feeling it become rigid in my hand. It was much longer and thicker than I would have expected…maybe 9” fully erect…and I was kind of mesmerized as I began stroking it. After running my hand up and down the length of his shaft, I spent several minutes just rubbing the tip of his now fully erect pole, and whispered into his ear, “How’s this feel?”

He closed his eyes and laid his head back against the sofa cushions, murmuring his pleasure, as I continued jerking him off.

“Yeah….oh, yeah…..just like that….God, that feels great….yeah…..uhmmmm…keep going….uhmmmm…”

With his eyes still closed, he reached up with one hand and pulled my boobs out of my loose top, squeezing the flesh and playing with each nipple, in turn, mumbling, “I’ve always loved your tits, Tammy….they’re even bigger than your mom’s.”

“I know….I’ve noticed you staring at them sometimes….it’s why I never wear a bra when I come over here….I figured you like watching them bounce and jiggle.”

As I continued stroking his dick from base to tip, he turned his head to the side and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, nibbling and pulling on it with his teeth, while playfully slapping my other breast to watch it sway back and forth as I leaned over the back of the sofa.

“Grandpa!” I said in mock surprise….”I had no idea you were such a horndog…”

“Hahahaha….I just can’t get enough of these tits…” he murmured.

Suddenly, he squeezed my breasts hard and jerked his hips into my down stroke, blasting a huge load of cum about a foot into the air.