Grandmother's Seduction

I had always loved my Grandma, from an early age I had found great comfort from her hugs, she was a relatively small woman, but she possessed an incredibly large bust which she pulled me into at every opportunity.

As I've said small of frame but with natural blonde locks and a very pretty face, it was obvious where my mother got her looks from.

Now here I was 18 years old and becoming increasingly obsessed with getting my Grandmother into my bed, or her bed or any bed or floor, sofa, whatever came to hand.

I was 18 with very little sexual experience.

I knew that I wanted Grandma to be my first sexual adventure but just how was I going to orchestrate that encounter? You can't walk up to a 62 years old woman and say,

"Can I fuck you please?"

Certainly not when she is your own flesh and blood, I needed a plan, but weeks of thinking came to nought then one night in bed just as I was coming to the end of my latest masturbatory masterpiece starring Grandma it hit me!

Would it work? It might, I knew she loved me unconditionally and, I hoped, would do anything to help her favourite grandson out of his predicament.

It needed a couple of weeks fine tuning but finally after running every possible scenario over in my head I was ready, Operation Fuck Grandma was a go and next day I fronted up at her house.

"What's up Petey? Said Grandma.

"Nothing."

"Really, nothing, you have just almost slammed my front door off its hinges and nothing's wrong?

"No, it's nothing really," I said as I threw myself onto her couch.

Grandma walked over and sat herself down beside me taking hold of my hand as she did so.

"It seems to be a little bigger than a nothing to me," she said, "tell Grandma all about it and we will see how I can help."

Stage one complete and going to plan, straight into stage two.

I looked up into Grandma's eyes, put my most mournful look onto my face and began.

"Its really nothing, its more what Becky said."

I should explain here that Becky Jones was the local object of most heterosexual boy's desires, blonde, full lipped, an incredible figure for one so young but shortly to gain the warranted reputation as the village bicycle, everyone went for a ride!

"What's that little tart done now," Grandma enquired.

Grandma knew Becky's grandmother from old and didn't care much for the entire lineage although I never knew why.

"She said...," I tailed off.

"She said what, come on Petey spit it out."

"She said...I...was...a rotten kisser!" I blurted the last bit out and promptly burst into tears.

Grandma initially said nothing, she could see how upset I was, so she pulled me in and hugged me tightly gently stroking my hair.

After a short time, she released her grip and thought for a while before speaking.

"I can guess why you were kissing her; can't say I approve but why did she say that?"

I thought long and hard before I replied.

"Well I guess I must be a rotten kisser then, she has had plenty of practice, so I guess she knows what she is talking about."

"Well I'm not having it, that little madam is not getting away with saying my beautiful grandson can't kiss," Grandma spit that last bit out with venom.

"Don't think there's a lot we can do about it," I said, "its not like I can take classes in kissing," I said somewhat sarcastically.

"Oh, I think there is a lot we can do about it, I need time to think but there is something we can do today." Grandma said.

"Really, What?

"Well, to start with I need to find out exactly what she means."

"What do you mean Grandma?"

"I mean I want to know just exactly how you kissed her, kiss me."

The fish had taken the bait, but this fish needed to be played if my hopes were to bear fruit, take your time, slowly was what my brain was telling me.

"Kiss you? I can't." I replied hesitantly.

"Why not?" Was fired back at me.

"You're my...Grandma!"

"So"

"But you're my..." I was interrupted.

"Yes, I'm your Grandma, but if we are going to get to the bottom of this I need you to kiss me."

"Er.m.. ok then." Was my tentative reply.

I leant forward and gently kissed my Grandma on her cheek, just as we had done as a family many times before.

"What was that?" Grandma almost exploded.

"Well...I...er...kissed you."

"And was that how you kissed Becky?"

"Well...er...no...I kinda kissed her on the lips."

"Well kiss me on the lips then silly."

"But you're my grandma!"

"Oh God, we are not going down this road again, Petey, if I'm to help you I need to know exactly how you kissed Becky, now get over here and kiss me on the lips!" Grandma ordered.

My thoughts were, "Come on Petey, you have got this far, don't blow it now...make this a terrible kiss."

I leant over towards Grandma, puckered up, kept my lips as hard as they could and pressed them against Grandma's lips, keeping them there for a couple of seconds before pulling back.

"And was that exactly how you kissed Becky?" Grandma quizzed.

"Yes, Grandma it was."

Grandma looked at me thoughtfully working out how she was finally going to give her verdict before saying, "As much as it pains me to agree with that little tart she has a point, that was terrible!"

Time for the waterworks again, Grandma placed her hand on my knee and continued, "Hey, I didn't say it was terminal, you could be a great kisser with some tuition."

"Yeah...do you know a school for crap kissers then," I blurted out.

"Not really but I need time to think this through, come back tomorrow afternoon, I should have a solution by then."

"Really, you think you can help?"

"Run along, come back tomorrow and I promise I'll have a solution for you."

I left Grandma's happy, first part of my great seduction had been successful, but the biggest test was still to come tomorrow, the next 24 hours were the longest of my life.

Next afternoon I fronted up at Grandma's trembling with anticipation of what might be to come.

"Ah Petey, come on in and sit here with me on the sofa, we need to talk."

Grandma continued, "I've thought long and hard to try to find a solution to this little problem."

"Thank you Grandma," I butted in.

Grandma raised her finger to silence me, "No Petey, hear me out first you may not like what I'm about to say."

"My first, and last thought, was to ask one of my closest friends to take on the task of teaching you the art of kissing."

I think Grandma noticed the worried expression on my face.

"However, I don't think that would have been a good idea for someone outside the family to get involved in what is a very private and personal issue."

I now had a puzzled look on my face.

"After very careful thought I have decided there is only one person who can help you...me...I'm going to take you in hand and before long Becky will be demanding kisses from my very handsome grandson!"

Grandma looked at me for a reply.

"Careful Petey," I thought, " you have got this far don't blow it now."

"If your sure Grandma, I'll be very grateful for your help."

"Well I'm not sure," Grandma said but continued, "we need to sort this out and this seems the easiest solution."

"Yes, your probably right."

"Ok, but you are going to have to try to forget I'm your Grandma, I'm just a woman, albeit an old unattractive woman, but a woman just the same."

Now play your trump card Petey!

"Oh, Grandma you're not unattractive, I've always thought your very beautiful and I love you so much."

I could detect a tear in her eyes as she crushed me in one of her hugs, when we separated Grandma looked deep into my eyes and said.

"First lesson Petey, ready?"

I didn't get a chance to reply as Grandma's lips found mine and softly gave me a very un-grandmotherly kiss...the first but certainly not the last.

Grandma held the kiss for a few seconds then pulled back and looked me squarely in the eye.

"Petey," she began, "Sweetie, you really need to relax, soften your mouth and just let me take the lead, ok?

"Ok Grandma, I'll try."

"And Petey."

"Yes Grandma."

"We are crossing a line here and because of that I'm just not that comfortable hearing the name Grandma all the time, when we are alone like this please call me Joyce, ok?"

"Yes Grand...sorry Joyce."

Once we had got all that sorted we spent the next half hour kissing each other, the pleasure of this was not lost on me nor I suspect on Grandma, there were quite a few small moans of pleasure emitting from her on occasion.

After half an hour Grandma stopped and said that this was enough for the first lesson, she said that I was a fast learner and my kissing had improved greatly from the first kiss yesterday, but she felt that I would benefit from a further lesson or two.

This was music to my ears, I had thoroughly enjoyed this session although just how much I didn't realise until I stood up to leave.

Grandma went "Oh," then "Oh," again.

I had no idea why she was saying this until I followed her eyes down to my groin region then everything became apparent.

It was summer, and I was just wearing a pair of shorts with what looked like a tent pole protruding out them.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen," I blurted out, then I realised Grandma was smiling and trying very hard to stifle a laugh.

"Don't worry Petey," she said, "I'm as much to blame as you, I had forgotten how easily excited young men of your age get when they kiss girls."

"You're not angry with me then?" I said.

"No, of course not, what has happened is perfectly natural when a young man gets turned on by a girl or, in my case, woman."

Grandma continued, "You have grown into a very handsome and, apparently, very well-endowed young man."

At this point I felt a sense of pride even it was my Grandma saying this.

Grandma went on, "You seem to have developed quite a bit since I last bathed you."

"Erm..well it was 10 years ago, and I was only 8!"

"I know, but before you go you need to take care of that, you can't go out with it like that."

"What do you mean Joyce?"

"Petey," Grandma said, "I'm sure you know what I mean, boys your age have discovered the pleasure of masturbation long before now.

"Oh, A.hh yes," I stammered.

Grandma carried on, "Even at 8 years old I noticed that your pee-pee was quite large for your age, I've often wondered how it ended up."

I was beginning to wonder where this conversation was going, I didn't have long to wait.

"We have crossed a line here this afternoon, we now have a choice to make, cross back over and forget about this or..."

"Or what Joyce," I replied.

Grandma then said the words I had been longing to hear.

"Or we stay this side of the line and be damned, you can show me the man you have become and maybe, just maybe I could help with your problem."

"Are you sure Joyce?" I asked hesitantly.

Grandma nodded and before she had finished my shorts hit the deck!

I'd like to say at this point that I was hung like a donkey, truth is 7 inches doesn't even qualify me as porn star status, but I couldn't have been prouder with my cock that day, it was rock hard and pointing straight to my belly button.

Grandma's eyes were fixed firmly on my pole and eventually she spoke.

"Wow, Petey, you have grown and that is quite an impressive cock you have there, when ladies find out about that they will be beating a path to your door."

My grandma had just used the word "cock," never in all my life had I ever heard her swear or cuss and now here was I standing in front of her with my manhood on full display to her and she was referring to it as "my cock."

"May I?" she said reaching out her hand.

My excitement was now at fever pitch, my mouth dry, I couldn't speak, I just nodded my acceptance.

I watched as my Grandma's hand reached out, touched my cock and wrapped around it.

The feeling was incredible, this was the first hand other than my own that had touched it and it was my Grandma's, her touch was electric, I knew I couldn't last long but who cares, this day was the finest in my 18 years!

Grandma began gently stroking my cock but had only reached about 5 pumps when I, with little warning, erupted.

I had been wanking daily for over 4 years by now, but this was the most intense it had ever been, the first spurt shot straight up and landed on her blouse just above her tits, at this point my legs gave way, I tried to balance by grabbing Grandma but only succeeded in toppling us both over.

We landed in a heap on the floor, me on top, my cock still gushing and now my hips doing the natural thing, grinding away at Grandma's skirt.

When I had finished I rolled off Grandma and lay on my back panting, trying to catch my breath, my legs felt like jelly.

I looked across at her and she was smiling at me.

"Somebody enjoyed that a lot, didn't he?" Grandma laughed.

"Yes, God that was absolutely fantastic, thank you." Was all I could reply.

"Get cleaned up then and run along...e.r.r lesson two tomorrow?"

"Please, yes, I'll be here."

"Thought you might say that, see you tomorrow then.

Grandma got up and disappeared into the bathroom to clean up, so I took myself off home wondering what tomorrow might bring.

Once back home the thought of what had happened today kept entering my brain, I had to excuse myself from my parents and spend all the time in my room, every thought of what had happened made my cock hard again, I couldn't be around the folks for fear they would notice and ask awkward questions.

I did my best not to touch myself for fear of wearing my cock out before tomorrow however I had to have a couple of wanks just to try to calm everything down.

Had my Grandma really spent the afternoon kissing me and had she really given me the best hand job ever, was this a dream?

Next morning over breakfast Mom nearly blew my plans out of the water.

"I was thinking of heading over to Grandma's this morning dear, care to join me?"

I nearly choked on my toast, think quickly Petey or your going to miss out.

"E.r.rm Mom," I was thinking fast, "I actually was over at Grandma's yesterday and she said that today her friend Patty and herself were heading out on an all-day trip today."

"Oh well, there's always tomorrow then." Mom replied.

Whew! That was close, panic over, my day was back on track.

After breakfast I excused myself, told Mom I was hanging with friends down the mall for the day and headed over to Grandma's.

Once at Grandma's I found her in the lounge, she was wearing a robe, had she changed her mind? Had remorse caught up with her?

I tested the water.

"Hello Joyce?"

"Well Hi my darling boy, your bright and early for lessons today, keen eh?"

With that Grandma crossed the room, threw her arms around me, kissed me on the lips and held it for a long time.

When we broke Grandma spoke.

"You certainly are a quick learner, you have remembered everything taught yesterday, maybe you don't need any more lessons." Grandma teased but it made me wonder.

"I think I may need some fine tuning yet Joyce," I replied.

Grandma laughed, "Thought you would say something like that, you young men are all alike, can't get too much of a good thing."

She went on,"Listen darling yesterday got a bit messy, I had to wash all my clothes after you left just to get all your cum off, don't want that happening again today so I thought we might de-camp to my bedroom, it will be more comfortable and you will be able to take all your clothes off and stay relatively clean...ok?"

This was going better than I could have possibly thought.

"Yes, of course Joyce, great idea," was my response.

"You head off in there then, take everything off and wait on the bed for me, I'm going to lock the door, we don't want anybody walking in on us do we, they couldn't possibly understand that I'm only helping you with a problem."

I obediently headed for Grandma's room, once instead I quickly stripped and climbed up onto the bed, my cock already had a bit of a chubby on with the expectation of the rest of the morning.

When Grandma entered the room, she couldn't help but notice my chubby, laughing she said,

"My darling boy is excited all ready, do I really turn you on this much?"

"You do Joyce, you have not been far from my thoughts since yesterday, you are truly gorgeous and if only you were not my Grandma I'd be..."

Grandma interrupted me, "In here I'm Joyce, I'm not your Grandma, I'm just an old woman helping somebody she truly loves with a problem he has...ok?"

With that Grandma opened her robe and shrugged it from her shoulders, underneath she simply wore a white lacy bra and matching panties, she looked devastating, my cock twitched and immediately went to full erection.

This elicited a small laugh from Grandma and she climbed up onto the bed beside and spoke.

"First I think we will do a bit of revision from yesterday and depending on how that goes maybe we will expand a bit."

I was a little puzzled as to what she might mean by expansion but the thought of a session kissing with my beautiful Grandma put that quickly out of my mind.

We spent the next 30 minutes or so enjoying our kissing, soft moans of pleasure emanating from Grandma from time to time, she was obviously enjoying this as much as I was, if not more so!

When we broke we both lay back, turning to my side I took a chance to drink in the beauty of Grandma's body.

I was right when I thought that she had enjoyed this very much, her nipples were very visible through the material of her bra, but more telling was the large damp patch on the front of her panties.

"Whoa! That was something," she said when she eventually spoke.

"Petey I think its time to expand this a little."

I looked puzzled.

"Don't worry, let me take the lead and go with the flow, ok."

We continued kissing but this time I felt Grandma's mouth was open a little, so I opened mine also.

After a short while of this I felt Grandma's tongue brushing against my lips, as she had said to just go with it I responded with gently brushing her lips with my tongue, this was great, and I could feel my cock twitching like mad.

A short time again and I felt her tongue completely in my mouth, again I responded and before long we were exchanging very wet kisses.

We spent about 45 minutes locked together like this until Grandma stopped, looking at me she gently spoke.

"You know I don't think there is very much else I can teach you about the art of kissing, you have just passed A+."

I'm not sure if there was a look of disappointment on my face at this but that was quickly tempered by what she said next.

"I'm not really sure about this but we have already stepped way beyond the lines of acceptable family decency which we can never get back, so I was wondering if our next lesson would be me teaching you how to pleasure a woman further?"

Wow! Was Grandma offering to teach me about sex with her as the test subject?

My heart was beating faster than ever, was my dream about to become a reality?

"I think that would be very nice, I'd be grateful for any help," I stuttered, that was all I could think to say.

"You do realise that this has to stay here, what happens in this room stays in this room?"

"If anybody, especially the family ever found out it would be the end for of us both?"

It was time for me to show some maturity, I gently took Grandma's hand and spoke in my best mature, manly voice.

"I will never, ever speak of this outside this room, you have my promise."

"Ok, If you're really sure then?"

"To be honest I have never been surer of anything in my life, I love you more than anyone and will never do anything to hurt you, promise."

"Then my darling boy, reach round behind me and unclip my bra then!"

Please remember at this time this was my first real encounter with a woman, whilst now some 20+ years later I can do this one handed, in about 2.2 seconds my first attempt took a little longer!