"Defiling the Chair"
It had been two weeks since my cousin James Ray and I had orchestrated an orgy with my Grandma Jolene's Church committee and used secret taped footage of it to blackmail them. ( Literotica Story-"Church Ladies Seduced!"- 'Jake needs to blackmail his Grandma's Church Committee.' 12/31/2020 in Incest/Taboo Stories ) Jesus, did we really do that? Yes we did! Man, just saying it out loud makes it sound like a crazy fever dream, or a Jon Waters movie.
It started with my Grandma Jolene's holier than thou attitude pissing me off. So I used the Bible to mind-fuck her into obeying me, one thing led to another and it escalated into a 'submissive sexual relationship'. At least that's what I learned we had after reading some books my Cousin James Ray had at his place. Am I a perve for fucking my Grandma? Possibly. Even though she was my Step-Grandma, it still carried a stigma that I have to admit turned me on. Also, Jolene was gorgeous, once you got under the Church clothes and beehive hairdo. She had an amazing set of tits and a curvy ass that could not be beat, although it could be spanked. There was also the fact my Grandpa, her husband, was a total asshole who treated Jolene like shit. Add it all up and I'm still asking myself, am I a pervert? Shit, I was way beyond the concept at this point, especially at this particular moment.
You see, at this moment I am on the phone in the kitchen while Jolene is on her knees in front of me giving me a wet blowjob. Her hair is up in her regular Baptist beehive, her eyes hidden behind her thick-black-cat's eye glasses, but her 62 year old face is glowing with rapture as she slurps my cock in and out of her mouth like a piston. The few wrinkles around her mouth disappear as it stretches wide to accommodate my thick prick. I unbutton her shirt, and massage her 38 D tits over her bra. As I do, she eagerly sticks out her chest, proud to show me she has been wearing the black, undercut lacy bra I had given her - ordered her, actually- to wear. I pull her tits out of the bra cups, the underwire holding her fleshy mounds up and out like a shelf of boobs and shes moans softly as I caress her breasts. Then she puts both her hands on my cock and starts to stroke it like a butter churn from heaven.
As she jerks me off, she puts just the end of my cock in her mouth, and her tongue dances and swirls around my glans as she pumps the shaft with her wrinkled hands. It was too much! She was making my cock feel so damn good I could barely stand up! Finally I made an excuse to the guy on the phone and hung up. Jolene smiled triumphantly, licking her lipstick smeared lips like a cat.
"Did you like the way I service you?" She asked in her thick southern accent, looking up at me from her knees.
"Where the Sam Hill did you learn that?!"
"Miss Cracthkiss did things like that to my cunny, so I thought I'd try them on you."
"I think I like it a lot, but let's make sure." I placed my hand on the back of her head and guided her back to my dick. She did not hesitate to once more start pumping my cock and tickling the tip with her tongue. I groaned in ecstasy, delighting in the constant swirling lusciousness of her mouth and the strong sure grip of her hands on my shaft. Finally I had to stop, or cum. And I had plans for Jolene today.
"Stand up, and go into the living room." I told her, barely able to talk without my voice cracking. She got up a little unsteadily, straightened her skirt and wobbled to the living room. I followed her and sat down right away in Grandpa Wayne's fancy Genuine Imitation nuagahyde Super-S Recliner chair. He sat in it every night to watch his favorite shows, mostly shitty sitcoms. No one else was allowed to sit in it. And now, I was going to fuck his wife in it. But first..
"Back on your knees, Jolene." I commanded. Her eyes were big, but not out of fear.
