Summer Job

I freeze in the doorway, my heart pounding as the low buzz of what I now realize isn't a bee fills the room. There she is Granny Laura, sprawled on her bed with her legs spread wide, her skirt hiked up around her waist and her blouse unbuttoned just enough to let those massive, firm tits spill out, nipples hard and dark against her pale skin. She's got that pornstar vibe, full lips parted in a moan, eyes half-closed in bliss, her silver-streaked hair fanned out on the pillow.

Her hairy bush is on full display, thick dark curls framing her swollen pussy lips, all red and glistening with her juices. The vibrator's buried deep inside her, a thick pink shaft pulsing with light, stretching her hole wide as it hums away, making her clit throb visibly. She doesn't notice me at first, her hips bucking up to grind against it, one hand squeezing her big breast, pinching the nipple hard while the other holds the base, pushing it in deeper.

'Oh fuck, yes,' she groans, her voice husky and low, nothing like the sweet granny I know. Her pussy clenches around the buzzing toy, slick sounds mixing with the vibration as more wetness drips down her ass crack onto the sheets. I can smell her arousal, musky and thick in the air, and my cock twitches in my shorts, hardening instantly at the sight.

She finally senses something, her eyes fluttering open, locking onto mine. Instead of screaming, a wicked smile spreads across her face. 'Well, well, grandson... come to help Granny with more than just the yard work?' She doesn't stop, just twists the vibrator a little, making it light up brighter inside her, her red inner walls visible through the semi-transparent shaft as she fucks herself slower now, teasingly.

I stand there, rooted to the spot, my cock straining against my shorts as Granny Laura's eyes bore into mine, that sly grin widening. She pulls the vibrator out slowly, the buzzing toy slick with her cream, strings of her arousal clinging to it as her pussy lips pout open, red and puffy, clenching on nothing now. 'Don't just stand there gawking, boy,' she purrs, her voice dripping with lust. 'Come closer. Granny's got an itch that needs scratching.'

My feet move on their own, stepping into the room, the door clicking shut behind me. The air's thick with her scent, making my head spin. She sits up a bit, her heavy tits jiggling with the motion, nipples like chocolate peaks begging to be sucked. She pats the bed beside her, the vibrator still humming in her hand, lights flickering along its length.

I sit down, close enough to feel the heat radiating from her body. Her hand shoots out, grabbing my wrist and guiding it to the toy. 'Feel how wet I am for you,' she whispers, pressing my fingers against her soaked folds. Her bush tickles my skin, coarse hairs matted with juice as I slide two fingers along her slit, dipping into the hot, velvety warmth. She moans, arching her back, her free hand yanking my shirt up to expose my chest.

'Good boy,' she breathes, leaning in to lick a stripe up my neck, her tongue hot and wet. I push the vibrator back toward her entrance, watching her hole stretch around the tip as she sinks down on it again, fucking herself with shallow thrusts while her other hand fumbles with my shorts. My cock springs free, thick and veined, beading at the slit. She wraps her fingers around it, stroking firmly from base to head, her grip slick from her own wetness.

'Look at this big dick,' she coos, pumping me faster. Her pussy squelches around the buzzing shaft, juices leaking out to soak my hand as I twist it inside her, feeling her walls flutter. She leans back, spreading her legs wider, giving me a full view of her hairy mound and the toy disappearing into her red depths.

I can't hold back anymore. Leaning down, I capture one of her fat nipples in my mouth, sucking hard, teeth grazing the bud as she gasps and bucks her hips. Her hand tightens on my cock, jerking me off in rhythm with her vibrator thrusts. 'Fuck me with it harder,' she demands, her voice rough. I obey, ramming the toy deep, the lights pulsing wildly as her clit swells under my thumb, rubbing circles over it.

She's close, I can tell her breaths coming in pants, tits heaving as she rides the edge. Suddenly, she shoves me back, pulling the vibrator out with a wet pop, her pussy gaping for a second before she climbs onto my lap, straddling me. 'Time for the real thing,' she growls, lining my cock up with her dripping hole. She sinks down in one go, her tight heat enveloping me, hairy bush grinding against my pelvis as she starts to bounce.

Her big boobs slap against her chest with each drop, and I grab them, squeezing the firm flesh, pinching her nipples until she cries out. Her ass cheeks clap against my thighs, her pussy milking my shaft with every up and down, juices coating my balls. 'Yes, fuck your Granny,' she moans, riding me harder, her nails digging into my shoulders. The bed creaks under us, the summer heat making our skin slick with sweat.

I thrust up to meet her, slamming into her depths, feeling her cervix nudge my tip. She's wild now, head thrown back, silver hair whipping as she grinds her clit against me. Her walls clamp down, and she shatters, screaming my name as her orgasm hits, pussy gushing around my cock, soaking us both. The sight pushes me over I grab her hips, pounding up furiously before exploding inside her, hot cum filling her hole, mixing with her cream as she collapses onto me, still twitching.

We lie there panting, her body draped over mine like a warm blanket, her pussy still fluttering around my softening cock, our mixed fluids leaking out to puddle on the sheets. Granny Laura lifts her head, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief as she licks her lips, tasting the salt of our sweat. 'Mmm, that was just the appetizer, sweetie,' she murmurs, nipping at my earlobe before sliding off me with a wet schlick, her thighs shiny with cum and her juices.

She kneels between my legs, her heavy breasts swaying as she eyes my spent dick, still semi-hard and glistening from her. Without a word, she leans down, her hot breath ghosting over the sensitive skin before her tongue flicks out, lapping at the base where our mess has dripped. I groan, my hips twitching as she cleans me up, sucking gently on my balls, drawing one into her mouth and rolling it with her tongue. Her fingers trace up my shaft, coaxing it back to life while she hums appreciatively.

'Granny's not done with you yet,' she says, popping off with a smack, her hand wrapping around my thickening length, stroking slow and deliberate. She reaches for the vibrator on the bed, still buzzing faintly, and switches it up to a higher setting, the toy whirring louder now. Dipping her head, she takes my cock into her mouth, sucking deep, her cheeks hollowing as she bobs, saliva mixing with the remnants of our fuck. The vibration from her hum sends tingles straight to my core.

I watch, mesmerized, as she pulls back, strings of spit connecting her lips to my tip, and presses the buzzing head of the toy against my balls, the sensation making me buck. 'Feel that?' she teases, trailing it up my shaft while her mouth descends again, taking me to the back of her throat. She gags a little but pushes on, nose burying in my pubes as she deepthroats me, the vibrator now circling the base, sending shocks of pleasure through me.

My hands tangle in her silver hair, guiding her rhythm as she works me over, her free hand slipping between her own legs to rub her swollen clit. She's moaning around my dick, the vibrations adding to the intensity, her fingers plunging into her cum-filled pussy, fucking herself in time with her sucks. I can hear the squelch of her digits, see her ass wiggle as she kneels there, lost in her own heat.

'Fuck, Granny, you're gonna make me cum again,' I warn, my balls tightening under the toy's assault. She pulls off with a gasp, grinning wickedly, and flips the switch off on the vibrator before tossing it aside. 'Not yet, boy. I want this load on my tits.' She straightens up, cupping her big, firm breasts and pushing them together, the nipples still hard and red from my earlier bites.

I sit up, fisting my cock as she watches hungrily, her hand still buried in her snatch, three fingers now stretching her hole. I jerk faster, aiming for that deep cleavage, the sight of her playing with herself pushing me closer. She pinches her nipples, tugging them out long, and leans forward, her tongue darting out to lick the pre-cum from my slit. That's it I erupt, thick cum splattering across her chest, painting her skin white from neck to navel, some hitting her chin as she laughs low and throaty.

She smears it around with her fingers, rubbing the load into her breasts like lotion, then scoops a bit up and sucks it clean, her eyes locked on mine. 'Tastes like family,' she winks, crawling back up to kiss me, her cum-smeared tits pressing against my chest. Our tongues tangle, sharing the salty flavor as she grinds her wet pussy against my thigh, already building toward another peak.

The afternoon sun filters through the curtains, casting golden light on our tangled bodies, but neither of us cares about the time. Mom thinks I'm out trimming hedges; little does she know I'm balls-deep in trimming Granny's bush instead. Laura breaks the kiss, whispering hot against my lips, 'Round three? I've got more toys in the drawer if you want to play.' Her hand slides down to squeeze my ass, pulling me closer, ready for whatever comes next.