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Generation Gap Closed
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I never understood why my grandfather and mother were always so cold to each other. It made me feel uncomfortable to be around them. That was probably why we didn't visit him very much. Grandpa was always nice to me though. When I was younger, he would always put me in his lap and read me stories or take me with him to the barn to do chores.
When I was eighteen, my mother died and grandpa was by my side at her funeral. He was a great comfort to me and was my rock. Now, I was alone and so was gramps. He suggested that I move in with him for various financial and emotional reasons. I was delighted. It was good to be with family.
Not long after selling the house and moving in with Gramps, I figured out why the coldness existed between my mom and grampa. He was a demanding man and had to feel in control at all times. He got on my nerves and I figured it was the same for my mom. She was a shy lady and I'm sure Gramps took advantage of that. I, on the other hand, was not very shy and soon I found myself butting heads with Gramps over just about everything. It would always end up the same. I would have my say and then go to my room and lay in bed and see myself 'punishing' gramps by tying him to his four poster bed naked and teasing his cock till he begged me to give him release. This picture in my mind helped the frustration I felt give way to sexual pleasure.
This friction between us went on for a few months before we both realized the reason behind it was because we were mutually attracted to each. It was becoming harder to avoid the inevitable. One day I stood at the kitchen sink looking out over the beautiful flower garden in the back yard. As I admired the multi-colored lillies, I felt Gramps come up behind me and press himself close to me. He looked out at the garden as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me gently into his body. "I planted all of them for you and your mother." he said to me. "She loved lillies and I loved her." I turned myself around to face him and felt his penis was stiff and poking me through his boxers. His hands went to my breasts as though it was a natural reaction and I didn't stop him. I wanted him and it was obvious that he wanted me. As he leaned in to kiss me, my hands found his cock and began to stroke him. He pushed me back, dropped his boxers and put his hands on my shoulders and pushed down on me to drop me to my knees. Without a word being said, his commanding nature told me what he wanted. When I was on my knees, he put his hands on my head and directed it to his erect penis. I complied in silence. I let my mouth drop open and blew my hot breath onto the tip of his cock. He gasped lightly and waited. My hands were fondling his balls and I was taking in the aroma of his horny cock. I looked up into his face to see his eyes were closed. "Grampa, I want you to watch me." I said. He opened his steel blue eyes and I caught a slight grin on his face as my tongue flicked out to taste the tip of his cock. I started to lick his cock from his balls up to the head that was swollen and pouting. He was unsteady on his feet but I kept on teasing him. Licking his cock and balls and moaning in the deliciousness of them. I felt his hands on the back of my head try to pull my mouth onto his cock more but I pushed against his hands. It was my turn to be in complete control and I was loving it. I licked him like a lollipop for a long time. When I felt he had given up hope of me sucking on him, I took his whole cock into my mouth and sucked him hard. I felt his cock hit the back of my throat and he tightened his grip on my head and was pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. His groaning was loud and exciting. I was near orgasm myself when he let loose his load into my mouth. I felt the hot wet cum squirting into me like a gyser. I let his cum set on my tongue so I could relish the taste of him. Then I swallowed it all. Feeling it slide down my throat was wonderful. I looked up at him, with his snow white hair and sun tanned face and gave him a look that told him how happy he had made me. For once he was at a loss for words, so I took my stand. "I would like for you to pleasure me now, Grampa." I said in a half-demanding, half-pleading way. He smiled at me and saluted. "Yes ma'am. At your service." he said. We scurried off to his huge bed for more fun and all the tension that had been building between us magically disappeared as his head disappeared between my legs and my screams of orgasmic delight took over. The mood in the house is now light and sexually charged.
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