Massages from a Loving Great-Grandmother
Me and my family - my mom, dad, grandparents, and great-grandma - all lived together in a tiny 800 square foot house. The small space brought us really close. After school, I would look after the elderly, and when I needed help, they'd always be there for me.
My great-grandma, Jyoti, was 94 and in great health, despite her age. She was still mobile, chatty, kind, and full of life. I greeted her by saying "Moti Ba," meaning great-grandmother in our language. I had grown up with her, and since I got older and stronger, she liked my back rubs.
The massages started off as innocent back rubs. But as time went by, they sparked a sexual connection.
One day, Jyoti asked for a massage. She was sitting in her favorite corner, behind an old wooden panel from the 1960s. I knelt down next to her and rubbed her back, starting from the top of her shoulders, her neck, and down to her lower back. The relaxations were frequent.
Jyoti's requests for massages became a daily thing. One Tuesday after school, she asked for a massage. I was alone with her as my family was not home. It was a normal request, as Jyoti sat in her spot.
She held out the coconut oil jar.
"Tony, can you rub my back for me?" said Jyoti. She was sitting cross-legged and leaned forward this time, having opened her blouse.
The fabric fell loose below her shoulders, exposing her smooth back.
"Of course," said I, rubbing my hands together.
I placed them on Jyoti's back and started from the top of her shoulders, across the middle, all the way down. My touches made me horny. I was easily aroused, responding to every touch, the oily sound of my hands sliding over her skin, turning me on.
I pressed down lower, and her blouse fell off around her waist. I could see her big, soft, and supple breasts.
She didn't move but leaned forward, submitting herself to my back rub. I continued the same, rubbing from the middle, down, and around her sides.
"That feels amazing, Tony," she moaned joyfully.
I circled her back with my hands, moving toward the sides of her breasts. I lacked the courage to go any closer and stayed around the middle.
"Thank you, Tony. You really know how to make me feel good." She smiled and looked back at me. She pulled her shirt back up.
On Wednesday, when I returned home from school, it was just me and Jyoti.
"Tony, give me a massage," she said, walking over and sitting down in her spot. Her blouse was off completely this time, and her large breasts swayed in her lap.
My cock twitched at the sight of my beautiful great-grandmother, topless, bending over waiting for me to start.
I began from the top of her shoulders, working my way down, rubbing each of her muscles. Her sighs turned into moans of pleasure as my rubs matched her feelings of happiness. I repeated this pattern - up, down, and down, up.
I slid my hands around her sides, cupping and stroking the soft flesh of her breasts. The side mounds of her breasts were exposed and reached for my hands.
I moved closer to her breasts, letting her nipples slip between my fingers. I stroked her from the center of her back, my hands moving over her sides to the front of her breasts.
Upon reaching the end of her back, I turned her around to face me. I tugged her blouse down. I kissed her neck and sucked on it. I then unbuttoned her shirt and took it off. I stood in front of her in my underwear. She leaned forward, kissing me.
"Moti Ba, I love you," I said.
She pulled my underwear down, grabbed my dick, and guided it inside her. With my whole family out, we made love. As we lay there, she smiled at me.
"Tony, I'm so proud of you. You are my third generation love. You are me and your father's love." And with that, we made love. It was amazing. We did not talk, just enjoyed the moment.
The next day, while my family was out, Jyoti again asked for a massage.
"Tony, can you give me a massage?" She asked, sitting in her favorite spot. This time she had not removed her top.
I applied coconut oil to my hands, and started with the usual rubbing from the chest area downwards. As before, Jyoti's sighs gradually turned into moans of pleasure.
I moved my hands around her breasts and slid them back and forth. This time, Jyoti held her nipples in her hands. She then pulled off her bra.
We engaged in heavy petting, arousing each other without touching each other's genitals directly. I positioned myself between her legs, ready to take her.
"I want you inside me, Grandson," she cried out.
I moved her underwear off, and lemon licked her bootyhole. Satisfied, she rolled over. I slowly slid my erection inside her.
"Oh God, so good," she moaned.
We made love for a while before getting dressed again. The room was still filled with her seductive scent, so I bathed in her aroused juices while sitting next to her, highlighting our connection. As I stepped out of the tub, she reached for me, hugging me while kissing me on the lips.
We exchanged glances, her eyes gleaming with pleasure and satisfaction, while my heart was full of love and excitement.
As I began to massage her soft nipples with my hands, covered in coconut oil, she sighed in pleasure. Our bodies came closer together, her breath echoed in my ear as I leaned in. Her breath brought on a strong need for me. I moved my lips closer to her skin, just inches away before gently kissing her.
"You feel incredible Moti," I said, my voice filled with desire.
"Yes, you're doing an excellent job Tony," she whispered, twisting her neck into my kiss. I knew she wanted more from me. I cupped her ample breasts, massaging her nipples through her bra. Her reaction gave me the satisfaction I yearned for.
Her moaning caused me to grow excited, my cock started to get hard in my pants. I wanted to release my need for her immediately, so I rushed to the bathroom. I quickly pulled down my pants, and it was then that I came in a gush from the effect of touching her and wanting her so much. I couldn't hold it in any longer. My motions in the bathroom mirrored those I imagined my great grandma had once had. Revitalized and happy to have caught hold of my first sexual experience, I couldn't help but relieve the pressure in my hand.
Afterward, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. A sense of accomplishment filled me, thinking of how I had made love to her; my hands, covered in coconut oil, found their way back to my meaty and meaty member.
Flashes of her breast caress swept through my mind, stimulating my sex drive once more. I reached for my cum filled hand and began to jerk off, imagining her nipples, her face, her warmth being coated in my semen.
There was a knock at the door—the rest of the family had arrived home.
"Hello everyone, we're home..." My mother called out.
I dashed toward the bathroom, got myself together, and strolled in. Moti was sitting on the couch, watching an episode of "The Young and the Restless." A show my great grandma loved.
"Hi mum, how was your day," I asked my mother.
"Not bad, just regular, busy since it was a school day." I said.
"Your granny?" My mother asked inquisitively.
"Jyoti Ba's doing well, I've been good company," she answered.
"Great, I'm happy you two have each other," my mother said blissfully.
I sat down by her; our family sat close, comfortable with each other. I feigned closeness to her, feeling an electric current between us.
I locked my hands with hers as we sat there, hidden from the view of the others.
The eroticism in her gaze showed her true desires. My heart pounded, knowing that my connection with her was much more than casual. We continued to watch television together, sharing a newfound energy and love between the two of us.
Soon it became time for us to eat dinner. Moti and I sat close, my leg softly resting against her own. My hand nestled next to hers.
While we ate, I could feel ourselves looking at each other, a further smolder between us all day's long. The ivory glow of the setting sun filled the room with a warmth, my family chat and laugh, my heart fluttered as the eroticism of her gaze kept returning.
Dinner was finished, and a sense of tiredness filled us, excited for a new day. It was time for bed. The shared bedroom felt slightly cramped as Moti and I came to change our clothes. When I entered the room, Moti greeted me.
"Shut the door, Tony." She demanded.
"But I need change, then collapse into my bed," I quickly questioned.
"And lock it." Her voice commanding with age.
I asked again, "What about when you leave later"?
Instructionally, she replied, "I'll leave when you get into my bed." How could I decline such a request?
I undressed, fully naked before her gaze. I heard returned his breath; her eyes stared hungrily at me. Passion was almost physically heating the air. I bit my lip, an indication of fear and lust.
Slowly, I peeled off my overalls, exposing my naked form. But at her command, I took it further, I unclothed the essentials, revealing the desire in her expression.
Her eyes locked on mine, jerking back and forth, her every curve radiating an open invitation. Her gaze bore into me, willing me to achieve my greatest desires. I reached down and stimulated her in the usual way, complimenting her bra's texture. Unable to hold back a shot of adrenaline, I pursued her, thrusting into her outstretched hand. My heart pounded, my lungs gasped; her hand worked harder, matching intensity. I felt my climax surge toward me, inevitably near.
Her "Come closer" stopped me in my tracks.
I halted and tightened my pace, her fingers worked in a rhythm. I stroked and kissed simultaneously, savoring the warmth of embracing her.
The loose blouse fell open, unveiling Moti Ba's large, free, and breathtaking breasts with drooping nipples. Her demand for me was simple - to run my dick between her mounds. Sitting on the bed, she guided me against her chest, making it easier for my throbbing member to be sandwiched between her bosom.
She handed me the jar of coconut oil; I dipped my fingers into it, coating both my dick and her breasts. The sweet fragrance of tropical coconuts filled the room as my fingers worked back and forth along her full tits and my cock.
My hips moved rhythmically with her breasts as a barrier for my member. Moti Ba revealed, "Forty years ago, my great-grandfather passed away and I've not experienced this joy or seen such a pleasant cock." My movement increased to provide her more pleasure.
The elderly lady begged for harder thrusts, a feverish craving manifesting in my hips. I approached the apex of pleasure ceding on groping her breasts. Moti Ba's face denoted a quenching lust. Her arms reached for my buttocks; she pulled them apart, urging me closer to her toothless mouth - all gums.
I was so close to the brim when my cock found its refuge in the gaping hole of her orifice. Her mouth was transformed into a gaping pussy as she slurped, licking, and swallowed with suction. My movements turned slower as I succumbed to the unreal feeling of relief.
My purple cock finally pulsed inside her mouth. I hesitated to stop, allowing the waves of orgasm to subside. I jumped off the bed and slipped on my pyjamas, leaving the candlelit room.
"Thanks," Moti Ba chuckled, burrowing beneath the sheets. I drifted into the family room, my legs shaking from the life-changing experience. The next day, I returned home to find Moti Ba alone.
"Get me a massage, please, Tony," she requested as she lounged in her usual spot, the corner with covered breasts. I came up behind her, grasping the oil jar. I sensed her arousal while stroking her back and breasts. I slid my hands beneath her boobs, crushing her nipples between my fingertips. Her shift in body posture left her ass in sight, covered with short hairs and a pussy that filled the room with a musty yet appealing reaction to coconut oil.
I withdrew my fingers and rubbed my oily hands over her arse, teasingly stretching cheeks that opened perfectly for me. Her hole lay inviting in the sunlight's rays. The familiar sight of pussy sent pulses throughout my body as I shoved my fingers within her. She moaned convincingly, "God!" Similar to how she had experienced pleasure as a virgin, I loved to anticipate ejaculation.
I buried my fingers deeper within her pussy, rhythmically massaging it. My excitement gave rise to an urge to fulfil her needs. The foundation of my pyjamaszen unzipped, exposing my cock to Moti Ba's summer paradise.
I met her gaze, "Can I fuck you?"
"Yes, fuck me; I desire you," her eyes and body language both said.
Contemplating the narrow entrance, I coated my cock with the sensual liquid and reaffirmed my grip while sliding into her lover's pending destination. Her wrinkled cheeks parted easily to allow me passage.
I began penetrateing at a gentle rate. Her appreciation revived my passion, and I pushed further. My legs shook with desire as my dick plunged into an untouched, soft, slippery, and slick hole.
"Yes!" she exclaimed, clutching my buttocks. My senses heightened, I sought to master a moment whose enchantment grows with her softness.
I slipped more fingers in and out near her anus while massaging her ass. My member lied stationary within her. Moti Ba heaved with satisfaction; I finally dedicated myself to the deed. One by one, my fists partially stimulated every possible area. I withdrew both hands and knelt to scrub my cock with oil.
With her pussy blanketed by coconut oil, her entire womankind warranted some extra care. I pumped my hips more swiftly. The secretive flash of her young look as she moaned sexily indicated her enthusiasm.
I slid my dick in and out, caressing her shamelessly. With palms satisfied, I kneeled, starting to pound like a jackhammer. Her sensual movement and gasps urged me to go faster, heavier. The back and forth motion grew more vigorous and intense.
"I'm cumming baby, kiss me," she ordered me. Her lips locked mine, her tongue struggling for dominance, her salivary fluid opened my eyes to the tastiness of her mouth. Her valiant kissing and hungry pursuit for possession made me erupt.
A novelette of pleasure traveled from my love empire to her mouth, possessed yet shared. I came within her and her hole accommodated the transmission in fabulous fashion. The aftershock rendered me lifeless.
My dick slid out, leaving her groping for my backside. I stepped back and removed my pyjamas once more, ceding to my thirst for a lasting memory. With a single glance, I treasured my sexy great-grandmother in a post-coital position.
Pressing my pelvis firmly against hers, I was completely inside her, making love to my great-grandmother.
The taboo of age and her beautifully smooth yet wrinkled body only heightened the eroticism of the situation. This elderly woman with her generous pussy was offering herself to me.
I continued to penetrate her, gaining speed with each thrust, each one more powerful than the last. My chest tightened as I felt her muscles contracting, indicative of the orgasm she was experiencing. I kept thrusting, my body now thrusting harder as her moaning echoed through the room. Her cries of pleasure urged me on towards my climax.
With a loud gasp, I erupted inside her close friend Moti Ba, my body shuddering and then going limp as I released the final drops of cum.
Swiftly, I brought her clothes back in place, struggling to button my pants back up. I pulled her into a sitting position and helped her with her blouse.
I could hear the footsteps of my family coming up the stairs behind us.
In a panic, we both moved to the couch, eagerly waiting for the show to start, so we could feign interest.
"Young and the Restless" began, occupying our undivided attention as it usually did. Moti Ba whispered to me while my cousins gathered in the other room, "Moti Ba's juices are trickling out of me."
"Thank you, Moti Ba," I replied, planting a soft kiss on her cheek. "'We're the Young and the Restless,' indeed."
As calmly as possible, we finished sitting on the couch and watched the program together, enjoying the afterglow of our passionate moment.
The house grew lively with the talking of my family, becoming busy around us.
However, my mind was anything but calm, already anticipating the next encounter with my great-grandmother, eager for the chance to be inside her once more.
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