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By Anonymous Author (NIXPIX)

My grandson went in to the Army, and when he took his first leave right after basic training just a few weeks ago, the changes that had come over him really amazed me.
He was a lot leaner, and seemed surer of himself, and a lot manlier. He was devilishly handsome in his uniform, and when he removed his cap, I could see the short-short haircut made him look even better looking. It had been several months since he had left, and he was kind of surprised to find that I had moved in with my daughter.
I could not have imagined how much the young man had changed. On my way past his room late one night, his door was partially open. I glanced in to say good night, and he lay there on his bed, naked, slowly stroking his cock up and down. From my vantage point, I could see his big balls between his legs, moving up and down with every stroke of his hand on his fat, hard cock.
He looked up at me and smiled. I was amazed. He made no move to cover himself, and the look he gave me was one of self-confidence, his eyes were running up and down my body, lingering on my tits.
I glanced at his cock again. It was fat and long, surrounded by swirls of dark hair. He moved his dick back and forth as he played with himself, and his hairy balls moved beneath. They hung low and heavy, bouncing between his legs in a heavy lethargic sort of way. They looked so full.
I felt a tinge stir within me. At 49 I was still easily aroused and looking at my handsome, muscular naked grandson brought back all my sexual experiences with men in a rush of memories.
"What's the matter, Grandma, you never seen a guy beating off before?"
Swallowing back my desire, I smiled. "Well, yes, but not quite like you, Michael.
You're quite a handsome man now."
He lay there, shameless and naked, and thrust his pelvis out toward me, releasing his fat dick and letting it flop loudly back against his firm stomach, throbbing against his navel.
"How about this, Grandma, is this a nice dick or what?"
Hearing my grandson talk that way turned me on. I couldn't deny it.
"Yes, Michael, that's a real, life-sized, manly dick you've got there," I said.
"I think any woman would be happy to make love to one like that."
"Would you be happy to, Grandma?"
I nodded. I didn't know what else to do. It was so unexpected, my grandson laying there, naked, offering me a look at his handsome hard body, and that amazing prick of his.
"Would you like to touch it, Grandma?" he asked.
I nodded. I stepped into the room and closed the door, locking it behind me and went over to his bed. I reached out and touch the glistening, purple head at the tip of it. The flesh was warm and smooth, and it suddenly jumped in my hand.
"Gee, Grandma, that feels good." He thrust his pelvis toward my hand thrusting his warm cock through my fingers further, his cock was now in my hand, pulsing as I held it. I squeezed it gently, stroking downward all the way to his balls. I could feel the wrinkled flesh of his balls rub against my hand. Feeling it, looking at it, and stroking it was having a disastrous effect on me. I could feel a tingling in my groin. I knew that he was making me wet. He moved his hand toward my tits, and pressed his fingers against my nipples through my robe.
"You've got great tits, Grandma, I've always admired them." he said.
His cock was stiff as a steel rod now, throbbing in my hand. Almost like in a dream I moved my other hand to his balls, massaging each one in the hairy sac gently. I knelt on the bed over him. His cock and balls only inches from my face now. I leaned forward and moved my lips against the warm, smooth man-flesh. My lips came into contact with the head, and it was wet with his preseminal fluid. I stuck out my tongue and licked it all over. It was salty and tangy, sticky and hot.
"Oh, God! Grandma!" he said. "Oh, Jeez, ahhhh, yesss!" His obvious excitement urged me on, I cupped his balls with one hand and let my tongue move up and down his throbbing shaft, licking his stiff prick furiously.Soaked with my saliva, his cock glistened in the light from the bedside table.
Then I put my hand on his hard cock and pointed it toward my mouth. I licked under the head flange, the area where the head meets the rest of the shaft. This was met by a groan of surprise and delight by Michael.
I opened my mouth wide, taking his throbbing shaft into my mouth as far as it would go. When it reached the back of my throat, I swallowed hungrily, tasting his salty pre-cum. I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft and stroked upward gently. He grabbed the back of my head and thrust his hips forward, momentarily choking me with his purple-headed monster.
I reached under my robe, fumbling with the elastic to my panties.
"No, Grandma, let me," he said. He reached down and pulled my robe away, and then we struggled until we pulled my panties off.
"Geez, Grandma, you have a beautiful pussy," he said. He moved on the bed, laying atop me, his face in my groin, his ass and his balls hanging in my face.
I loved the manly, salty smell of his balls. I leaned my head forward and sucked his balls into my mouth, just as his tongue touched my clitoris. I reached forward and grabbed his throbbing cock and put it in my mouth again, and sucked on it as he licked me.
I felt him jerk, and my mouth was filled with his hot come. He groaned, pushing his cock even further down my throat. I felt the last jerk of his cock as he spurt once more down my throat. I gagged slightly, but didn't want to let go. I swallowed most of it, but some ran out of my mouth and down my chin.
After a few minutes, he pulled off me and lay on the bed beside me.
"That was great, Grandma," he said. "Its sure great to be back home."
"Well, we're not done yet Michael, we've got 5 hours until morning." I said.