Myself, mom, dad, my grandparents and great grandma all lived together in a small 800 square foot house. It made us real close. I took care of the elders when I came home from school, and in-return I always had lots of attention when I needed it.
I was 18, my great grandma, Jyoti, 94 with a healthy mind. Although frail with age, Jyoti was mobile, talkative, loving and full of life. I greeted her by "Moti Ba." Which meant great grandmother in our language.
I spent my entire childhood until that point with her in my life. As I got older and stronger, Moti Ba loved her back massages which she'd request from me in increasing frequency.
She had a special corner of the house she'd like to sit, cross legged, behind her a wooden panel wall from the 1960s. My massages consisted of pressing on her back, starting from the top of her shoulders, her neck, and working my way down to her lower back.
They started off as innocent back massages, and gradually lead to a sexual connection, a spark.
"Honey my back's a bit sore, do you mind rubbing it?" Moti Ba asked.
I sat next to her and rubbed her through the cotton fabric of her blouse. I worked the muscles from the bottom of her back, up to her shoulders. Circling inside out. Every time I pushed she grunted with satisfaction, as the tightness she was feeling released.
As a horny teenager, and a virgin, I loved the feeling of her body, she was the first woman I got to touch. The cotton fabric wrapped over her body, the tips of my fingers caressing her skin between the exposed gaps of her saree, the shape of her curves in my hands.
After massaging Moti Ba, I'd get so turned on, I'd go into the bathroom and masturbate without washing my hands.
The taboo of my 94 year old great grandma's body and skin, adhoc rubbing against my rock hard penis was so erotic, even if it wasn't direct contact, but through the tagging of my hand, turned me on so much.
The requests for massages become a regular thing. I came home Tuesday after school, the rest of my family was out, moti ba was home alone. It was the usual request, as moti ba sat in her spot.
She held out her coconut oil jar.
"Tony, can you rub my back for me." She was sat cross legged leaning forward, but this time she had unbuttoned her blouse from the front.
The fabric laid loose below her shoulders, exposing her beautiful smooth back.
"Of course." I smiled and made my way behind her.
I grabbed her jar of coconut oil, took a bit of oil with my fingers and rubbed my hands together to warm up the oil. I placed my hands on Moti Ba's back, running them gently along the top of her shoulders. Then down through the middle.
My touches on her oily skin, hands gliding across her back made me horny. I was turned on by anything and everything, every touch, the sloping of the sound of my oily hands squeezing against her, triggered me.
Working my way lower. Her blouse fell off around her waist. I could see the rounds of Moti Ba's breasts. They were big, and looked supple and soft.
She didn't move, but leaned forward slightly, as I continued rubbing from the middle, down, and center to the sides towards the rounds of her breasts.
"That feels so nice Tony." She moaned as she immersed herself in the feeling of her great grandson rubbing his hands all over her.
I moved my hands around her back in large circles, inching my way towards the sides of her buldging breasts. I couldn't work up the courage to go any closer, so just stayed around the middle.
"Thank you Tony, that feels really nice." She smiled and looked back at me. She pulled up her shirt.
Wednesday, I came home from school, Moti Ba was home alone again.
As soon as I walked in.
"Tony, can you give me a massage?" She walked over and sat down in her corner. This time her blouse was completely off and laying in her lap, her large breasts dangled and pressed into her lap.
She held the coconut oil jar out with her right hand.
My cock twitched as I stared, looking at my beautiful great grandma, completely topless, bent over waiting for me to work her from behind.
I started from the top of her shoulders working my way down, rubbing each of her muscles on her back, inwards out. Her sighs became moans of pleasure as my rubbing sync'd with her feelings of ecstasy. I worked my way up, then down, and down, then up.
I let me hands and fingers slide around her sides cupping and rubbing the side mounds of her breasts. She didn't say anything but moved her arms forward so I could access her breasts further under her armpits.
I nudged closer and closer around her breasts, letting her nipples slip between my fingers. I slid my hands back and forth, from the center of her back, around her sides, to the front of her breasts.
Her nipples were soft, supple, and becoming erect from the rubbing friction of my warm hands and fingers that were covered in coconut oil.
As I reached around her, my face and body leaned in closer to her. My breath, getting heavier was blanketing her body, as I became turned on even more. Her shoulders rolled towards me as my lips just inches away from her soft skin.
"You feel so nice Moti ba."
"You're doing such a good job Tony." She leaned back and her shoulder pressed into my lips. I pressed into her giving her a gentle kiss as my hands cupped her large breasts. My knuckles, and the sides of my fingers squeezing her nipples.
I pulled her nipples forwards. Kissing her back. My cock swelled.
Our moans in sync.
I ejaculated in my pants by the eroticism of it all, and ran to the bathroom. I pulled my pants down, just as strings of cum shot out of my cock and onto the floor. I was still cumming from the excitement of her and my connection.
I looked into the mirror, smiled at myself, my achievement of touching my first pair of breasts. My cock swaying, bobbing, with my hands covered in coconut oil, I grabbed my cock, squeezed hard.
I imagined my great grandma's breasts being touched by the same hands. And jerked off.... Within seconds I came again, this time into my hands, imagining my cum coating her large round breasts.
I heard the rest of my family arrive home.
"Tony, we're home." My mom called out.
I put myself together, and I came out of the bathroom, Moti Ba was sitting on the sofa. Watching "Young and the Restless" playing on tv. She had covered herself up and moved over to the couch.
Young and the Restless was my great grandma's favourite show.
I looked at my mother.