Old People Lie Sex Too

My name is Charles, I just turned 19. I was tired of my parents fighting, both alcoholics. My home life was unbearable. I decided I needed to move out for my mental health and well-being. I wasn't making adequate funds and confided such to my grandmother. She said her friend could give me a room to stay with no cash payment but many chores to be done in lieu of.

I thought it a great deal. I had met her, Elizabeth, many times so there was no awkward introduction. I did as she asked, which was little really. She and I would share the cooking of meals, I had a tv in my room but we found it mutually conducive in keeping each other company often watching TV together in the evenings. She loves that as do I.

Elizabeth is 82 very thin and all of 5 foot. She told me that she feels safe with me being there. It's not the greatest neighbourhood. Elizabeth and I talk a lot about a lot. She got so comfy with me being there that she would often stay in her nightie all day.

One evening she shared her missing of being cuddled and all that cuddling leads to. I asked if she would like me to cuddle her, she said it would be so nice. It became a regular thing where I would cuddle with her most every evening. I often wore pjs and she her nightie, us cuddling on the couch and watching our favourite shows. I being a healthy young man, it wasn't unusual for me to crack an erection while she was in my arms. I would be embarrassed but neither of us ever spoke about it.

One evening however, we enjoyed some red wine and were settling in to watch a movie. She had a blanket around her as usual as she often feels cold. She asked if she could lay her head on my lap. "Sure" was my response. She has often laid her head on my lap but with a little pillow. On this occasion she laid her head on my lap, no pillow. It felt somewhat uncomfortable being that the feel of her head directly on my man package was causing stimulation.

I ran my fingers through her grey hair as I have many times before. She was drifting off as she often would but then readjusted her head which rubbed the head of my penis in the right or wrong way, depending on your point of view.

It triggered launch, all systems go, I could feel an erection coming and yes, we had lift off. Elizabeth could hardly ignore my hard on pushing against her head. She purposely and surprisingly rubbed the side of her face over my bulge. I was now fully erect. She then covered her head with the blanket, undid the buttons on my pj fly, pulled my penis out and I could feel her lovely warm mouth working my man meat.

She sucked on me ever so slowly, the blanket moving up and down with the motion of her head. I removed the blanket from her and with that she rolled over in a way where she was facing me, I now being able to see her angelic face filled with my love pistol. She grinning pulling the head of my penis out and slowly penetrating her lips over and over. She kissed and sucked on my testicles then moving back to my cock.

I don't know what she was doing with her tongue but it was very apparent that she had a talent for what she was doing. It wasn't but 10 minutes when I could feel my balls ready to drain, my prostate pulsing. I attempted to pull her head back but she shook me off, her head nodding no with her putting all of me into her mouth as I came. My Christ, she wanted to and did swallow every drop I expelled and it was a heavy load.

Wow was all I could say. She smiled a smile of satisfaction as she expressed how it had been ages since she's had the pleasure of pleasing a man. I thanked her and told her how magnificent it felt. She just kept her face in my lap and slowly sucked and kissed my penis. I asked if she would be willing for me to go down on her. To return the favour. She said she has been hoping I would and for sometime but, not as a favour but as a want. "Only if you have a want to."

The truth was that I didn't have a thought of or wanting to make love to her, because of the huge age disparity I felt she as I, would feel it wrong. I cuddled her because she wanted it, it brought her comfort. I loved cuddling with her but only because it felt good and that she wanted that. I never had an attraction.

Not wishing to hurt her I told her, "I very much want to make love to you." We went into her bedroom, I took my clothing off and hers, as we lay together fully nude with the light from the hall cascading over us both. For the first time I kissed her on her lips. She immediately expressed a passion, her reciprocation, her tongue, her breath all displayed a longing. A need.

I kissed her mouth, her face, neck, she fully enjoying being loved. I kissed down her body, breasts, her moans and moves expressed her needs. I now making my way to her love garden, she thrusted her pussy up to meet my face. I crawled between her thighs, kissing the inside of her legs. Her hands met my head, she pulling my face to her pussy.

I had my lips and tongue explore all of her vulva. I suckled on her clit she kicking her head back in obvious pleasure. She behaved as expected, rubbing her pussy against my face, her thin thighs squeezing my head, she now thrusting and bucking as she softly said, "I'm coming! Charles, I'm coming!"

Her thighs tight against my head her body shaking, her orgasm was beautiful and I felt honoured to bring her to orgasm. I was as hard as rock and moved up to enter her love hole. She visibly excited to have me in her. She and I kissing in a passion hold as my erection moved in and out of her essence. She whispered in my ear, let me feel you cum in me Charles. With that I fucked her harder, she moaning. I kept it going and before long she came again as I allowed myself to release my seed in her garden. I believe we had two orgasms each that night, one through penetration and others through oral with her being overjoyed with the pleasure.

I must admit it never crossed my mind to have sex with her but she is so a woman and I love making love to her then and more so now. We most often cuddle with no sex but when she has a need, I'm there to fill it. And she does the same for me.

I have learned that old people love affection and sex too. Sadly few get either.