1. A Helping Hand


    Date: 7/15/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: Jasmine_x, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    with athletic legs from the amount of walking she did. She had shoulder length, chestnut coloured hair with piercing brown eyes and amazing full lips. None the less, I felt ashamed of myself getting hard over her 36DD tits. I waited until my penis had turned flaccid once again before I went into the living room. My grandfather was flicking through the channels whilst grandma watched him. He had always been one of those people to flick through every channel then put on something he had watched a million times before. “I’m just going to take my clothes up to my room,” I said. “That’s okay dear,” grandma said as grandpa shrugged his shoulders and continued to flick. It had been a while since I had walked up these stairs but even now I knew every creaky step to avoid. As a child I made it into a game to avoid them and it must have left a permanent imprint in my head. I scurried into my room as I reached the top and begun to unpack. I placed my clothes on the big double bed before hanging them up in the wardrobe. It must have taken longer than I thought because after a few minutes I heard my granddad come to the bottom of the stairs. “Dinner’s ready Bradley,” he shouted. Absolutely famished, I slammed the wardrobe shut and ran back downstairs. The delicious aroma of the roast filled the air as my run turned to a walk. Casually, I walked into the kitchen to see my grandparent’s already shovelling food into their mouths. I sat down and began to cut the massive piece of meat on my ...
    plate. This was another interesting trait of mine; most people usually saved the best part of the meal until last but me, I liked to dig straight in. I devoured the beef immediately before starting to eat my vegetables. It wasn’t long until the three plates were empty and grandpa and I were complimenting grandma’s culinary skills. To show my good manners, I quickly took the plates, knives and forks and placed them in the dishwasher as they dawdled into the living room. I quickly followed and for the next few hours we were watching reruns of Friends; it was the only thing on that was worth watching. It started to near ten and I began to feel drowsiness kick in. “I’m going to hit the hay, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I said with a smile on my face. “Goodnight sweetheart,” grandma said. I walked up the stairs, avoiding the creaky steps once again. As I reached the bedroom door, thoughts of my grandmother’s cleavage started to come into my head again. I was instantly hard as I entered the room. I quickly undressed and got in bed with just my boxer shorts on. For a few minutes I tossed and turned, trying to fall asleep with the biggest hard on I’d ever had. Even porn hadn’t got me this hard but my own step-grandmother could do this to me. Again, I felt ashamed that she had this kind of power over me. Before long, I pulled the blanket off of my body, feeling the cool air against my hairless torso. I then pulled my boxer shorts down, freeing my nine inch monster. I grasped it firmly and ...
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