Jake And Grandma 4

She suppressed the moan that came out of her as I felt her go rigid as she began to come. I could feel her stomach and the insides of her thighs quivering as she climaxed on my fingers, at the same time, the muscles inside her molten-like clit gripped my fingers tightly. I felt a spray of warm juices against my hand as I rubbed my fingertips slower, but firmly, over the oily tissues high up inside her. She came for a long time, breathing raggedly but doing her best to remain composed as she sat there at the table, in the party and front of other people, with my fingers working so hard to bring her as much pleasure as they could.

Finally, she quickly shot her hand beneath the table and gripped my hand, forcing me to stop. It was obvious from the look in her eyes that she'd enjoyed what had happened, but she was just too sensitive right now.

"Are you okay, Mom?" my mother said. "You look a little flushed."

"Me? I'm okay my dear," my grandmother replied, waving her hand in front of her. I sat there taking my fingers out of her,

"It's just a bit hot in here, and I guess I've had a bit too much champagne. Just feeling a little dizzy there for a second." She continued

"Are you sure you're all right ma?" my mother continued, a look of concern on her face. "Do you want to go outside and get some fresh air?"

"No, that's okay, Maybe I'll just go back to the room now. It's been a long day and I'm a bit tired. You'll find out when you're my age how much you would like spending as much time as you can in bed."

"Sure, I get it. Jake, why don't you help Grandma up to your room if she's feeling dizzy?"

"Sure, Mom" I said and stood up from the table, discreetly taking one of the cloth napkins and nonchalantly wiping off my sticky hand, in the bid of making sure my mother didn't catch a glimpse of Grandma's juices that covered it all the way to my wrist.

"Once your grandmother's settled into bed, if you want to come back, maybe you can spend some time visiting with your cousins."

"Uh that's okay, Mom. I'm pretty tired too. I think I'll call it a night as well." I said hating the thought of having to talk with my cousins.

None of us were that close and I hated the idea of talking with them.

"Well, all right then. Call us tomorrow when you're ready to go for breakfast. Have a good night, you two."

"Oh, I'm sure we will," Grandma said as I took her hand and led her out of the room.

We were both breathing heavily as we waited for the elevator, glancing about us as if everyone who looked our way knew exactly what had just happened. The elevator doors dinged opened and we stepped inside. I was happy to see that we had the elevator all to ourselves as I pushed the button for our floor. As soon as the doors closed, Grandma was all over me, pushing me up against the wall as she kissed me.

We both moaned as we shared a hot and passionate kiss. I've kissed a number of girls before, and some of them were quite good, quite skillful, but they were nothing compared to the way Grandma was kissing me. As our tongues rolled together and our lips pressed against each other's, her kiss had a certain longing, a certain pure sexual hunger to it that I'd never experienced before, and it was wonderful. Perhaps it was all because she had been a widow for a long while now, I could not tell.

She drew back for a second and I saw the lust in her vivid blue eyes as she looked into mine, and then she was kissing me again, her breasts and stomach pressed against my front, her hand sliding down between us as she sought out my dick.

The elevator dinged as we arrived at our floor. She had her room key out of her purse and ready to go by the time we got there and we were inside within seconds locking the door behind us.

As I turned she pressed herself against me once more, pushing me up against the wall as she turned her face up to mine. Her beautiful mouth was open and inviting, her red lips wet and begging. I lowered my mouth to hers as I took her head in my hands, my tongue rolling over hers as I kissed her long and hard.

She moaned and whimpered against me as I felt the warmth of her body against mine, that lush mature body that I'd dreamed of for years. Her hand slid down my front, grabbing the lapels of my suit jacket and pulling it off me. I yanked at my tie and loosened it as Grandma tossed my jacket aside and then ran her hands down the front of my body. Her eyes followed her hands as they settled on my groin, her slender fingers exploring the bulge that was threatening to tear through my pants.

"I've wanted this for so long," Grandma muttered under her breath as she dropped to her knees in front of me, her hands quickly moving to my belt.

If only she knew how I had always fantasied about her too, I thought.

I looked down into the deep dark line of her cleavage, she had my belt undone and my zipper down in seconds. With a firm yank, she had my pants pooled around my ankles on the floor.

"Wow...so big," she purred as she ran her hands over my white fitted boxers, the outline of my turgid cock casting dark shadows as my prick angled up towards my hip.

I watched, totally in awe, as she leaned in close and rubbed her face against my underwear, her eyes closed in as she pressed herself against my throbbing dick.

I looked down to see a damp stain where precum had seeped into my shorts at the tip, and Grandma found the exact same spot.

Mesmerized, I watched her extend her tongue and press the flat of it against the wet material, licking and sucking at the same time as she drew some of my cock-sap through the fabric and into her mouth. It was just about the hottest thing I'd ever seen, and my cock gave another twitch and throb of appreciation.

My cock opened and thrust skyward, a glistening web of precum swinging from the tip and hitting her square in the face. My tip throbbed and twitched as it pointed to the sky, stiff as an iron doll and swaying with each heartbeat..

"Wow, it's so big. I love it!" she gasped out hungrily which left me feeling even hornier.

It was the first time my dick was being appreciated unlike before when the girls I had dated always ran from it because of it's size.

She wrapped her thin fingers around my dick, her fingers never closed. She then pulled it down towards her, the blood boiling in my body making it difficult for her to pull the thrust away from the upright position. Grandma forced it down and leaned in closer, closing her eyes as she rubbed the drooling tip against her cheek, a nasty slug of hip juice glistening on her skin as she moved it all over her face. She then pressed the throbbing shaft against her soft mature skin with some pleasure, giving it kisses as her fingers caressed it lovingly.

She gave off a soft gagging moan as her eyes closed and she slowly moved her head from side to side, her tongue bathing the head of my cock with her hot saliva. I felt my dick give another pulse. I heard her make a swallowing sound, and that was followed by another little whimper.

She pressed forward, her lips making their way further down my throbbing shaft. Oh man, it felt incredible. My grandmother's mouth was so hot, and so wet, it felt like my cock was being greased up in a sheath of warm melted butter.

Not wanting to disappoint her in any way, I firmly gripped her head and gently pulled forward. I felt her lips move further down my cock, her tongue rolling along the underside of the throbbing shaft as she took a few more thick inches deep into her mouth. At the same time, I felt her whimper in pleasure, letting me know she was loving what she was doing. With her mouth crammed full of cock, she slowly drew back, sucking at the same time. She stopped with the flared knob trapped within her mouth, and then started bobbing up and down on the turgid shaft, noisily sucking and slobbering away at my throbbing dick.

"Oh fuck, Grandma," I gasped as I threw my head back against the wall and closed my eyes in rapture as I surrendered to her talented mouth. I guided her head with my hands, as she seemed to want, but she was sucking my cock like she was starving and it was the last thing on earth. She was sighing and whimpering constantly, hungrily sucking and slurping as she slaved away at my thrusting erection. I felt her hands return to my midsection, and glanced down to see her red-painted fingernails scratching teasingly around the base of my cock, her sharp nails leaving little red traces on my skin. The feeling was incredibly arousing, an extra sensation I'd never felt before but loved instantly. I'd been so turned on by everything that had happened that I already knew I wasn't going to last long. She twisted her head in a motion known to her on the next downward suck and, between that and the tingling sensation of her fingernails on my flesh was all it took.

"GRANDMA...I...I...I'M GONNA COME!" I warned as I felt the first rush of semen speed up the shaft of my dick. I had the feeling that Grandma wanted me to come in her mouth, wanted me to feed her my thick milky seed, give her every last morsel of my cum for her take deep into her welcoming belly