my 19th birthday
so me and my grandfather (72) have had a few sexual instances in the past (dm me to hear about those) but it had been a while since ive felt his touch. my grandpa usually likes to split his year staying in my familys house and in mexico, where he lives with my grandma. its been a few months since hes been here and hes been showing signs of being inticed by me. even though i hardly see him now since class started and i work, so im usually getting home really late.
he sleeps on the couch sometimes, in the living room that i have to walk past everytime i get home, sleeping shirtless, his belly and pecs covered in white hair, with a blanket covering the rest of him. sometimes i sit and admire him sleep, thinking about our old times we had, his hands on me, my hands on him, but nothing ever really comes of it.
anyways, my birthday party was about a week ago, and i felt his touch on me for the first time in a while. as traditional parties go, everyone drank, a LOT. my grandpa likes to stay sober most of the time, but today he had ask me to pour him some tequila, and i did. his lips hitting the glass, he downed the shot that i had poured for him, and offered me one. i followed along drinking one when he did, but stopping to go attend to the other guests at the party. the next time i went back to his table that he was playing cards at, almost have the bottle had been gone. his words slurring at me, he looked up at me with lust in his eyes. he had told me to sit down next to him and i did, his hands brushing my long curly hair, "you look like a girl with your hair this long, i like it" he had whispered to me, the alcohol on his breath mixing in with his cologne. "why do you like it?" i asked him, "because i can pull it" he said as he softly tugged on my hair.i let out a soft moan before i was called to another table, my grandpas hand brushed slowly on my ass as i got up, i looked back at him and he winked at me.
an hour goes past before everyone had sang happy birthday to me, posing for pictures with my family. it got to the turn where i was supposed to take a picture with my grandparents. i stood there infront of everyone as they took photos of me with them, my arm around my grandma and another around my grandpa. my grandpas arm wrapped around me, slowly lowering it to my waist, rubbing it, i had to contain my excitement as my hips moved towards his hand, a familar feeling. he lowered it down to my ass, the backdrop of my birthday banner behind us so no one in the crowd had a clue as to what he was doing to his grandson. his hand squeezing my ass, rubbing it, he moved it closer to my hole before he went back.
the thought of that turned me on for the rest of the night, i didnt get to talk to him much after as i was busy with doing other things. he hasnt mentioned it since then, and im starting to think he doesnt even remember it because he was drunk i dont know what to do with this, he goes back to mexico soon and i want to tell him about it before he goes.
he sleeps on the couch sometimes, in the living room that i have to walk past everytime i get home, sleeping shirtless, his belly and pecs covered in white hair, with a blanket covering the rest of him. sometimes i sit and admire him sleep, thinking about our old times we had, his hands on me, my hands on him, but nothing ever really comes of it.
anyways, my birthday party was about a week ago, and i felt his touch on me for the first time in a while. as traditional parties go, everyone drank, a LOT. my grandpa likes to stay sober most of the time, but today he had ask me to pour him some tequila, and i did. his lips hitting the glass, he downed the shot that i had poured for him, and offered me one. i followed along drinking one when he did, but stopping to go attend to the other guests at the party. the next time i went back to his table that he was playing cards at, almost have the bottle had been gone. his words slurring at me, he looked up at me with lust in his eyes. he had told me to sit down next to him and i did, his hands brushing my long curly hair, "you look like a girl with your hair this long, i like it" he had whispered to me, the alcohol on his breath mixing in with his cologne. "why do you like it?" i asked him, "because i can pull it" he said as he softly tugged on my hair.i let out a soft moan before i was called to another table, my grandpas hand brushed slowly on my ass as i got up, i looked back at him and he winked at me.
an hour goes past before everyone had sang happy birthday to me, posing for pictures with my family. it got to the turn where i was supposed to take a picture with my grandparents. i stood there infront of everyone as they took photos of me with them, my arm around my grandma and another around my grandpa. my grandpas arm wrapped around me, slowly lowering it to my waist, rubbing it, i had to contain my excitement as my hips moved towards his hand, a familar feeling. he lowered it down to my ass, the backdrop of my birthday banner behind us so no one in the crowd had a clue as to what he was doing to his grandson. his hand squeezing my ass, rubbing it, he moved it closer to my hole before he went back.
the thought of that turned me on for the rest of the night, i didnt get to talk to him much after as i was busy with doing other things. he hasnt mentioned it since then, and im starting to think he doesnt even remember it because he was drunk i dont know what to do with this, he goes back to mexico soon and i want to tell him about it before he goes.
