Grandma Jolene keeps the Faith – Chap 5 by MackKnifely
“Defiling the Chair”
It had been two weeks since my cousin James Ray and I had orchestrated an orgy with my Grandma Jolene’s Church committee and used secret taped footage of it to blackmail them. ( Literotica Story-“Church Ladies Seduced!”- ‘Jake needs to blackmail his Grandma’s Church Committee.’ 12/31/2020 in Incest/Taboo Stories ) Jesus, did we really do that? Yes we did! Man, just saying it out loud makes it sound like a crazy fever dream, or a Jon Waters movie.
It started with my Grandma Jolene’s holier than thou attitude pissing me off. So I used the Bible to mind-fuck her into obeying me, one thing led to another and it escalated into a ‘submissive sexual relationship’. At least that’s what I learned we had after reading some books my Cousin James Ray had at his place. Am I a perve for fucking my Grandma? Possibly. Even though she was my Step-Grandma, it still carried a stigma that I have to admit turned me on. Also, Jolene was gorgeous, once you got under the Church clothes and beehive hairdo. She had an amazing set of tits and a curvy ass that could not be beat, although it could be spanked. There was also the fact my Grandpa, her husband, was a total asshole who treated Jolene like shit. Add it all up and I’m still asking myself, am I a pervert? Shit, I was way beyond the concept at this point, especially at this particular moment.
You see, at this moment I am on the phone in the kitchen while Jolene is on her knees in front of me giving me a wet blowjob. Her hair is up in her regular Baptist beehive, her eyes hidden behind her thick-black-cat’s eye glasses, but her 62 year old face is glowing with rapture as she slurps my cock in and out of her mouth like a piston. The few wrinkles around her mouth disappear as it stretches wide to accommodate my thick prick. I unbutton her shirt, and massage her 38 D tits over her bra. As I do, she eagerly sticks out her chest, proud to show me she has been wearing the black, undercut lacy bra I had given her – ordered her, actually- to wear. I pull her tits out of the bra cups, the underwire holding her fleshy mounds up and out like a shelf of boobs and shes moans softly as I caress her breasts. Then she puts both her hands on my cock and starts to stroke it like a butter churn from heaven.
As she jerks me off, she puts just the end of my cock in her mouth, and her tongue dances and swirls around my glans as she pumps the shaft with her wrinkled hands. It was too much! She was making my cock feel so damn good I could barely stand up! Finally I made an excuse to the guy on the phone and hung up. Jolene smiled triumphantly, licking her lipstick smeared lips like a cat.
“Did you like the way I service you?” She asked in her thick southern accent, looking up at me from her knees.
“Where the Sam Hill did you learn that?!”
“Miss Cracthkiss did things like that to my cunny, so I thought I’d try them on you.”
“I think I like it a lot, but let’s make sure.” I placed my hand on the back of her head and guided her back to my dick. She did not hesitate to once more start pumping my cock and tickling the tip with her tongue. I groaned in ecstasy, delighting in the constant swirling lusciousness of her mouth and the strong sure grip of her hands on my shaft. Finally I had to stop, or cum. And I had plans for Jolene today.
“Stand up, and go into the living room.” I told her, barely able to talk without my voice cracking. She got up a little unsteadily, straightened her skirt and wobbled to the living room. I followed her and sat down right away in Grandpa Wayne’s fancy Genuine Imitation nuagahyde Super-S Recliner chair. He sat in it every night to watch his favorite shows, mostly shitty sitcoms. No one else was allowed to sit in it. And now, I was going to fuck his wife in it. But first..
“Back on your knees, Jolene.” I commanded. Her eyes were big, but not out of fear.
“Oh Jake…” Jolene was breathless as she softly. “The chair, the fancy Genuine Imitation naugahyde Super-S Recliner chair…” Her hands caressed the arms of the chair, and then they moved to my cock. “I hate this horrible chair almost as much… oh, I shouldn’t have such thought.” I laughed at her scruples, as they sounded ridiculous while she sat at my feet, her tits hanging out and her hands on my dick. “Please, Jake, Please.” Her voice was serious, intense. “Make me do my duty in this chair. Make me serve you in his fancy Genuine Imitation naugahyde Super-S Recliner chair, please! I’ll do anything you say, anything! Please!”
“You already fill your duty by doing everything I say, I can’t imagine….”
She hesitated for a second, and then, lost for words, she lunged forward and filled her mouth with my cock. This time however, she wasn’t just doing the tip. Jolene’s Church lady beehive hairdo bobbed all the way down my cock, and back up, her lips sucking hard with each stroke. She went down deep at one point, and kept herself there, struggling to take as much of my young, hard cock as she could, gasping and heaving she rose back up, her beautiful face a perfect mix of housewife and fuck doll, of Churchlady and whore. Her eyes were begging to be ravaged, and I aimed to please her.
“Stand up and lift your skirt.”
She quickly got to her feet and started to hike her long navy blue skirt up, lifting it slowly up her legs.
“Good, that’s it, nice and slow, like I taught you.” She slid her skirt up to show off her legs, which had a little sag to them, but were still shapely and muscular from Jolene’s active life in the garden and elsewhere. I scooted forward and pulled down her panties, and then leaned back in the chair.
“Come here.” Was all I said. Jolene came to the edge of the chair, and then I guided her up, placing her knees on the chair’s wide arms until her pussy was directly in front of my face and her she was leaning on the back of the chair, which rocked backwards a bit with our weight, but that only made it easier for me to start lapping at her wet pussy. She was perfectly balanced on the chair, with the fulcrum being the point where my tongue rested on her pussy.
“Oh! Oh lord, oh sweet heaven!” Jolene cried out as I sucked on her clitoris, pulling it into my mouth as far as I could, copying the technique she had used on my cock. I ran my hands up and down her legs and ass as I started to tongue her entire pussy. I lapped faster and faster, trying my best to get my tongue up and down her entire slit with every lick. I think her kick-ass blowjob made me feel I needed to rise to the challenge. I kept it up as long as I could, loving the idea of what it must look like, Granny Jolene with her skirt hiked up, straddling my face as I sit in the fancy Genuine Imitation naugahyde Super-S Recliner chair, my hands grasping and clutching at her round ass as her knees, perched on the arms tremble with her near orgasm.
Then I reached over the the side table, groped about for the remote, found it, and brought it up to Jolene’s pussy. I had wiped it clean earlier, so there were no worries as i shallow fucked her with Grandpa’s TV remote control.