"Grandma... please... am I done yet?"
"No, Jackie my dear boy, you're not! A little bit more, I promise, and you can go out to play ball with your little friends!'
"But I'm... so tired, Grandma... aren't you... aren't you done yet? Please?"
"Jackie, you'll know when I'm done when I say I'm done, and I let you go!" I laughed, tousling the hair of my 19-year-old grandson, looking down into his handsome face, all red and sweaty from the last hour or so of doing chores for me.
"OK, Grandma, but... having trouble... breathing... ," he groaned.
"Well then hurry up and get back to work!" I laughed, tensing up and making him wince.
His phone chirped in his pocket. He froze.
"Jackie, give me the phone," I said sternly, putting my hand out. "I'll tell your little friends you'll be out in due time!"
"No, Grandma, please don't, please don't tell them about... " he groaned.
"Honey, give me more credit than that," I laughed. "I'll be far more diplomatic than you think! Now, the phone?"
He balked. I tensed up my sexy, well-toned and tanned 65-year-old legs. He moaned and handed me the phone. It was Billy, his best bud and college roomie.
"Billy, how are you, this is Jackie's grandma! Yes, yes, I remember you, of course I do! What? Well, Jackie's a little busy now doing my chores, he's a bit tied up at the moment... yes, yes, he's a good boy, he really is... he's, uh, just squeezing in time for his old granny, but he'll be down the ballfield soon, I promise you... What? Oh, sure you can help me with chores if you want, I'd really like that, young man, I really, really would... "
I clicked off the call and laughed, looking down at Jackie.
"Now, my boy, back to your chores," I sighed, laying back on my bed, my adoring grandson's face clamped tight in my wrinkled but muscular thighs, his face enmeshed in my very wet, very hairy pussy.
He's such a good boy, my Jackie, doing my oral chores, and any other sexual task I need, any time I want. I broke him in the night of his 18th birthday when after a party I had for him at my house, he stayed on to help me clean up. That's the night he was a little bit drunk, as I was, and we stumbled into my bed, where my long-time dominant ways came out and I took him, took his face, rode him hard, clamping it between my athletic old legs and "made" him lick my pussy until I came, over and over.
It started a tradition between us, and one I'd reward him for from time to time, taking his long, thick cock in my pussy, ass or mouth, making the "chore" of eating me that much more satisfying.
It became a game after awhile, Jackie protesting his work satisfying his old granny, and me taking him in my legs, holding him there, pulling his face into my insatiable, hirsute pussy to "force" him into oral servitude. Sometimes his protests were genuine.
Today, for example. He wanted so much to get out and play baseball with his pals down the road, but chores are chores, so I stripped down after coming back from the gym, and imprisoned him in my sweaty pussy, where he'd been oralizing me to countless orgasms for the past 60 minutes, holding him in my vice-like legs!
I could have stopped, of course, but with a sexy young man between my legs... well, there's no stopping me!
"Eat me, Jackie, eat me gooooood," I cooed, lifting my locked calves and plopping them on his back as he lay between my thighs on my bed. "Just a couple more, boy, just a couple more... "
Jackie groaned, his hands palming my slim, strong thighs, feeling the muscles tense beneath the slightly sagging flesh, digging his tongue deep inside me as I pulled on his head with my hands. Biting my lip, I closed my eyes and ground my sopping sex into his face, his nose pressed tight against my clit, pumping and humping, swiveling my slender hips in small circles, working his face for my pleasure.
His tongue rammed deeper and deeper, the sloshing sounds of his sexual subservience filling the air with an obscene wet sound, plunging in and out, his eyes watering from the pressure of my constantly squeezing thighs around his face. He was soaked, from his own sweat and his grandmother's endless stream of woman cum filling his mouth, and now his handsome face was slick and wet, and my scissoring thighs slid over it like warm velvet.
He kept tonguing my hairy hole as I pumped his face ruthlessly, my thighs quivering from squeezing him as my orgasm built and then exploded, a fresh torrent of orgasmic gel rushing into his mouth and bubbling up around his lips and trapped nose, adding to the slick sexiness of his leg-and-pussy prison.
"Swallow, boy, swallow," I moaned, clamping my legs out straight and shaking them in a vibrating grip against my grandson's face, causing his groans to come out in a staccato cadence. "Eat it alllll up!"
Finally, I released him, popping the prison bars of my tanned, rugged thighs off his face. He slumped to the bed, panting for air. I laughed, and tousled his hair again, rolling him over to kiss his sexy lips, lapping at my cum on his cheeks and chin, tasting my own sweet cum.
