It has been a long summer so far, with Corona going on. Being stuck in the house all day, was starting to get me sexually frustrated. I'm talking I jacked off three to four times a day, and it still wasn't good enough. I even went as far as taking that stimulus money, and ordering me a pocket pussy. I paid for that overnight delivery, but did not get it till three days later. You should have seen me watching for FedEx, those three damn days. The website I ordered it from, said it would come in discreet packaging. They sent it in a black package, when it did finally arrive. Not very discreet to me, if you was to ask. When FedEx set the package on my front porch, My parents was at home in the living room. Thank God the delivery driver, didn't ring that doorbell. I had to sneak out the back door to grab it, not wanting anybody to know. I could imagine now, if they saw I ordered a pocket pussy. They would have joke's for days.
The pocket pussy I ordered, was so realistic. It had a pussy on one side, and a asshole on the other side. And I'm telling you now if you don't have one, you need to order one. It felt way better than jerking off with your hand. And shoot honestly felt better, than some real pussy I've been in.
My name is Justin, and I'm 23 year's old. I'm 5'11, black hair, brown eyes, and athletic build. Yes, I have measured my penis before. And it comes in at 8 inch's, when it's rock hard. Believe me I thought about ordering a penis pump, but decided the pocket pussy instead. Anyways I live at home with my parents and my Grandma. I have a older sister Ashley, but she's married and living in California.
My Dad Jason was a Public Defender, for the state of Kentucky. He basically represented any criminal, that couldn't afford a lawyer. My Mom and Dad both was twenty years older than me, which put them at 43 years old now. I was a spitting image of my Father. He was 6'1, black hair, brown eyes, and still in good shape. With the corona going on, Dad's been home alot more lately.
My Mom Peggy on the other hand is a registered nurse at hospital up in the city. She's only 5'5, red hair, green eyes, a nice plump butt, and perky tits. I've seen her naked on several occasions. And yes, my Mom is hotter than a fire cracker. With corona going on, she's been working more hours than anybody I know.
My Grandma Vicky was twenty years older than my Mom. Which made her turning 63 this year. She was 5'5, red hair, green eyes, a little on the heavyset side. Grandma's tits were huge, and her ass was wide and fat. She was just a short sexy plump woman. If she wasn't my Grandma I'd try to fuck her honestly. I've always had a thing for cougars.
We lived in a farm house in Foster Kentucky, which is considered a rural area. We didn't have no big fancy buildings, shoot we didn't even have restaurants. The nearest grocery store, was a half hour drive away. Our house was a four bedroom house. Two bedrooms upstairs, and two bedrooms down stairs. My parents stayed upstairs, with the extra bedroom across from them being our family game room. My Grandma and I, our bedrooms was across from each other's on the first floor. We lived on a farm land, but we didn't have a farm. Just alot of freaking grass, that needed to be cut.
"Want to ride to the city with me today," Dad asked as he grabbed his brief case.
"Naw I'll just stick around here," I tell him fixing myself a cup of coffee. Knowing it was just going to be Grandma and I in the house, I was going to fuck my pocket pussy. The few days I've had it, I've done fucked it over twenty times easy. Probably the best buy, I've ever bought.
"Shoot ya self," he says as he heads out the door.
"Where's he going?" Grandma asked walking into the kitchen. She was still in her nightgown. Which was a thin white material, that I could clearly make her nipples out in. Her massive tits, bouncing off her belly as she walked.
"He has a client in the jail he needed to see," I told her taking a sip of my coffee. "Coffees fresh by the way Grandma," I added.
I could so see her dark round and pink areolas through her nightgown. Im talking their the size of bologna, and her nipples the size of pencil erasers. Her big ass tits just setting on her fat belly. Here I was getting turned on by my Grandma's tits.
"Well it looks like it's just us for today," she said as she poured her cup of coffee.
"Grandma it's always just us," I tell her.
"That's true," she replied.
We was setting at the kitchen table together, both sipping on a cup of coffee. It was only seven in the morning, and going to be another long day. I'm normally a dishwasher for Long Horn, up in the city. But I have been laid off, due to corona virus. Collecting unemployment every week, and making more on unemployment. That's the only plus side to all this corona crap. That and the stimulas the government actually gave us all.
"You want to smoke one?" Grandma asked me.
"You still got some?" I asked her. Surprised she still had some pot, she smoke's more than I did.
"I still got some of the last batch," she laughed sipping her coffee. "Go get in my top dresser drawer and get a joint out," she added.
I jump up and head to my Grandma's bedroom. I opened up her top drawer like she said, and it was her underwear drawer. Right on top of her panties, was a baggie with six rolled joints inside. I opened the baggie, and grabbed the biggest joint in it. Then I spotted something purple, on the left side of the drawer. Moving her panties out of the way, I seen a 6 inch purple dildo. "Grandma your a freak," I say out loud. Covering the dildo back up, the way I found it. Knowing that my Grandma used a dildo, turned me on a tad bit. Who would think at 63, she still needed dicked down. I also noticed she had some sexy panties inside that drawer. I took a pink pair out and started sniffing them. There wasn't no pussy sent tho, smelt like Gain laundry detergent. I closed the drawer, and went to her laundry hamper. Right on top was a big blue pair of silk panties. I grab them out of there and put them in my shorts pocket.
Leaving my Grandma's room, I closed the door behind me. My room was across the hall, and my door was open. I hurry in and hide Grandma's dirty panties, under my pillows. With plans on using them, later on today.
"Took ya long enough," she said as I came back into the kitchen.
"I had to grab a lighter out of my room," I tell her holding up a red lighter.
I grab my coffee cup, and fill it back up. "Front porch or back?" I asked her.
"Shady out front," was all she said standing up.
We was out on the front porch, setting in the rocking chairs my parents bought from Cracker Barrel. I go to hand Grandma the joint and lighter. "You can light it up," she insisted. And that I did taking a couple tokes, before passing it.