1. Gran Meets Me Halfway


    Date: 9/21/2017, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Author: draghunt, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    for the fact Gran, during the course of the morning, appeared to encourage my obsession with her tits by not wearing a bra. I tried to think back, to remember if it was something she normally did. Was wearing the cotton blouse that showed her nipples off so beautifully something she had done before? So obsessed with the promise of the next mornings tryst I could imagine anything. Then the incident with the garden hose told me it was deliberate. There was a scream from the greenhouse. I rushed in to find her struggling to reconnect a hosepipe that had parted. Gran waited for me to turn off the water. No embarrassment; her top soaking wet, nipples announcing themselves with a vengeance; diaphanous cotton stuck to breasts. Whatever else was planned that was not. I got a good look at tits cradled in folded arms when she made to walk by me giving the opportunity of another look at a wobbling cleavage when she shivered, 'Brrrrr!' That was deliberate. Reappearing in a sun dress that did nothing to dispel the fact she was not ashamed off her body and was comfortable in her own skin. I shut the door to the bathroom and recalled Gran with her wet top; imagined her letting me help her change into a dry one and give me another good look at her chest. Another good wank followed. I love tits. A few minutes after seven, the next day, the unbelievable happened. * * * Nothing more was said about the greenhouse incident or our promised arrangement. No innuendo, we got on with the rest of our ...
    day. Gran was her usual happy, beautiful self; very touchy feely. Was my cock affecting my judgment or were the touches more frequent, the feely feelier, the braless body deliberately closer, more lingering? I got on with the jobs I was there to do while Mum spent three nights at the Hospice where she regularly took Granpa to have treatment. Apart from the occasional, 'Stop looking, you're making me shy,' whenever she caught me glancing at her swaying chest, and the continuous half hard, the day was just the same as all the others spent at my grandparents. With all the complaining at my looking she continued bra-less which, although it got me hoping, I was not seriously expecting anything to happen. Nevertheless I was awake early enough to be sitting on the end of the bed, door open looking down the hall, waiting. By the time she appeared I had quite a hard on having thought through several scenarios; all of which ended with me at the bathroom sink staring at the picture of her propped against a tap I had hidden in there the previous night. On the stroke of seven her door opened, there she stood, panties no bra. Like a flash I was on my feet; never once thinking how peculiar it must look, either end of a hall, one just in panties with bobbling tits, the other just in his briefs showing an excited bulge. We met half way. Aware she knew she was in this to heighten a jerk off it was only the fact who it was that actually stopped me getting my raging cock out and showing her what ...