My grandfather, 'Gramps', is 67 and just recently broke his ankle. Since he is a widower there are only a few family members to care of him. I had my turn on a Wednesday afternoon. When I walked into his den, Gramps was watching television. I found out what he was watching when he asked me to change the tape in the vcr. I was slightly shocked but in a way I was glad to know he had an 'interest'. I made a comment of 'Gramps why are you watching that you dirty old man?'
His reply was 'I've got to use something to get hard and beat this old feller down'. That made me blush five shades of pink. It also made me notice the lump he had in his pants as he sat in his recliner. Without thinking I sat on his lap and asked 'How long has it been since you had a relationship?'
He said 'Not since your Grammy passed a few years ago.' Just then I remembered I was sitting on a hard penis. I gave a teasing wiggle with my ass. I love my Gramps and would do anything to see him happy. I stood up and then got on my knees in front of him. He sort of looked confused for a second. I unzipped his pants slowly. He tensed up and asked 'What are you doing Kat?' I gave him a smile and continued.
When I pulled his cock I was expecting an old wrinkled tube of flesh. He had a nice thick 6 inch cock. Then I looked at him and asked 'Feel good?'. He nodded his head. I gently wrapped my hand around the thick shaft and stroked slowly. As I was pumping up and down with my left hand I used my right hand to unbutton my blouse. I propped myself up so he could get a look at my 34C tits. I know he's peeked at them before. I was horny beyond all control. My panties had a nice wet patch in them. I had to cure that itch.
I unfastened my jeans and slid them down. Then I straddled his leg and slowly humped it like a puppy dog in heat. I kept my slow pump on his cock. His pre-cum would form at the slit of his tip. I used my thumb to swirl it on his shaft for lube. I hit my point. I did a slow grind on his leg to satisfy my orgasm. I don't know who was breathing harder, me or him. I leaned forward and sandwiched his cock in my cleavage. I looked up at him and whispered 'Cum for me honey.' That must have been his signal. He groaned, rolled his eyes, tensed up and let out a glop of jizz that splattered the side of my face.