She asked me to help her up and lean against a wall for stability. Looking at me sensually she slowly undid the long row of buttons down the front of her sundress. ‘I got this dress so I don’t need help undressing for you!’ Now my breathing fastened as I watched with my mouth opened. Eventually her dress fell to the floor, revealing a very sexy black lace set, perfectly complementing her hourglass figure. ‘Oh Grandma, you look so hot. My birthday gift is indeed the best. Could I take some pics for our memory?’ She nodded smiling. After taking several poses at different angles, we kissed passionately for a long time until I realized she must be getting tired. ‘Let me take you to rest.’ ‘Not before I show you this.’ She unsnapped her front closing bra to reveal those perfect breasts that I adored for decades. I took pics close up, focusing on my admiration. Those reddish brown nipples were already pert up. Then I lifted her up and walked into her bedroom. It was nicely set for this occasion, perhaps fit for a honeymoon.
I placed her sitting at the end of the bed and I stood facing her, enjoying the view. I started with her right breast as usual. Suddenly she used her nails to scratch my shirt over my nipple. The sensations sent shock waves up and down my spine immediately. ‘Oh Grandma!’ ‘I know you are also very sensitive just like me. I overheard you many times with your high school sweetheart. I’ve been saving this surprise!’ Oh my God, she heard and remembered too. Then she scratched my other nipple. ‘Take your shirt off, my baby.’ I complied. She flicked her tongue on my already hardened nipple while rubbing the other one. Blood raced to my head and my cock as I moaned. I squeezed those big melons and rubbed her big hard nipples and she moaned too. My cock was so desperate that I had to let go of those beauties to unzip and pull everything off at once.
As my throbbing steel rod sprang up, Grandma caught it deep inside her open mouth and rubbed her wet tongue all over. ‘Now you can fuck my tits while I work on your nips!’ I never heard my Grandma talked like that so I was thrilled. ‘Anything you ordered, Madam.’ I pressed those firm tits together, sliding my steel rod in between and rubbing her big hard nipples with my thumbs. We both moaned loud as she resumed licking and sucking my rock hard nipples. Suddenly she squeezed my right nipple hard with her left thumb and forefinger and started twisting clock and counterclockwise. The new sensations were just too much as we started panting and shaking. She took a deep breath and froze into her climax as my cum sprayed up below her chin and on her neck and flowed back down towards her tits. I pushed my tongue into her mouth looking for my partner and she sucked hard. It took a few minutes before we separated. ‘Grandma, that’s amazing.’ ‘I know you would like that.’
I helped her lay down and massaged her toes, moving up slowly to caress her smooth thighs, towards her soaked black lace panties. Her aroma again filled my senses ‘Do you remember what I smell like back then?’ ‘Of course Grandma, you taste just the same too!’ ‘But you haven’t…’ ‘Yes I have tasted them all the time back then and now after I help you change.’ She blushed as I licked the wetness on her lace panties. She sighed and whimpered when I gently rubbed her soaked vulva while pulling down the panties. What I haven’t told her (yet) was my old habit of peeking at her beautiful pussy.
Let me explain. Some months after the initiation of my fantasy that was triggered by seeing her magical pair in the physician’s office, I noticed her shadow inside the bathroom near the entrance one night when I wanted to use the bathroom. I found out Grandma had a habit of washing her vulva before bed. We did not have a bidet but instead of taking a bath or shower, she sat in a large bowl of warm water to wash. For some unknown reason, the old bathroom door had an almost 3 inch gap from the floor. The gap was tall enough to peek inside when I put my face on the carpet in the hallway. I saw the sexy feet of Grandma and a large bowl she put on the floor. Then she lower herself to sit in the bowl and I had a peek of her womanhood. My heart pounded while my face was glued to the carpet. I could hear the water splashing and imagine how Grandma was rubbing her vulva. After she finished washing, I had another glimpse of her dripping hairy pussy when she got up. I raced to the laundry room and took her soiled bra and panties from the laundry basket and ran back to my room. Of course I smelled her aroma and tasted her panties while I wrapped my throbbing steel rod with her D-cup bra and exploded in no time at all.
Since then I waited for the golden opportunity every night. I listened intently for her closing the bathroom door and slipped into the hallway. However, I didn’t get that magical glimpse all the time because Grandma did not face the bathroom door all the time when she sat down. In fact she randomly sat down in different directions and I had no way of changing that. Some days I saw her big round bottom, which was still super erotic. But imagine my disappointment when she sat sideways to the door or at an angle to the door. Other days, the bathroom light did not illuminate her hairy pussy well. There were of course times when luck was on my side. I treasured the times Grandma put the bowl far from the door so the light shone directly on her vulva. One time she squatted down but did not sat into the bowl right away. Instead she meticulously spread her pussy lips, perhaps inspecting herself under the light. That was the first time I saw in detail what a real life womanhood looked like. And she took an extra long time washing that night. I did not know then but now I wonder if Grandma was also pleasuring herself. My erection was so painfully hard I rubbed myself to explosion in my pants while listening to her washing that beautiful pussy.
I was super careful not to get close to the door so she could not detect my presence outside. Since I usually studied late during high school, Grandma often washed herself before coming to kiss me goodnight. I had to hide my erection under the desk and ensure her bra and panties were hidden away. But I loved her hug because she would have taken her bra off by then. Even though she wore conservative night gowns, I could still see those big nipples on her firm breasts pushing against the thick fabric. So I always turn my upper body to face Grandma to fully enjoy those soft cushions when she hugged and kissed me goodnight. After she went to bed I immediately stroked at full speed to climax. During the weekends, she would tug me in first after the movie just like my younger days because I didn’t have to study late. Often I rushed to slip sideways under the sheet to hide my erection that was caused by cuddling with Grandma during the movie. This continued until my high school sweetheart came to ‘study’ with me often. On those days, Grandma would not come to kiss me goodnight. She probably knew we were having too much fun.