I spent the next two weeks after my poison ivy incident trying to process in my head what had happened. I would close my eyes at night reliving the events and trying to recall every minute detail. Inevitably, my cock would harden as I envisioned my grandmother with her hands wrapped around it. I must have masturbated twice a day, following the incident, reflecting on the shock, excitement and exhilaration of the incident. However, I was hesitant to call my grandmother or drop by and see her as I was worried she was pained by the incident and I did not want to make things more uncomfortable for her.

One morning, my mother stopped me heading out the door and asked if I would drop by my grandmother’s house. I asked her why and she said Grandma had called to say she wanted to check-up on me to see if my hands had healed from the scratches I received from removing the thorny weeds from her garden.

I offered to drop by to visit Grandma if I had the time.

After going to the gym to play ball with some of my high school friends, I decided I would drop in on my grandmother at her house. When I arrived at her house, I knocked on the front door and I heard my grandma’s familiar voice shout that she was in the garden and to come around the back.

“Hi Grandma,” I said meekly as I lifted the latch to the back fence to let myself in.

“Oh, Jimmy, I’m so glad you dropped by,” she said with her pleasant smile lighting up her face. She was planting some new rose bushes in the garden I had tended for her when I was last here. She had a straw hat on to shield her face from the afternoon sun and she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. She had brightly colored gardening gloves on to protect her hands.

“The garden looks great,” I offered.

“Well, in large part thanks to you, Jimmy, for clearing it of all the weeds,” she said, “and of course the poison ivy.” She gave a light laugh after she mentioned the poison ivy, which helped to alleviate some of the anxiousness I was feeling.

“Well, I am glad it all worked out.” As I joined my grandmother in the garden I asked her if I could be of any help.

“Sure,” she said and offered me a pair of larger gardening gloves. “You better put these on,” she said giving me a wink and a smile.

I thanked her and slid the gloves on over my hands. I offered to lift the last of the rose bushes so she could remove the plastic container and I could then lower it into the hole she had made. We worked to fill in soil around the rose bush so that it was firmly seated in the garden. My grandmother fetched the hose and she watered the new rose bushes for several minutes.

After she was done and we were putting away the tools and winding the hose, she offered me a cold drink. I accepted and we entered her kitchen together.

I hope you avoided any rashes from the poison ivy,” she said as she poured me a cold cup of apple juice from the fridge.

“Well, thanks to you there were no issues, anywhere,” I said with a light laugh.

“So good to hear,” she said. “I was worried I might have been a bit lax in cleaning some of your more sensitive parts.” Her eyes were glinting as she reflected on our incident.

“No, you were very thorough and my sensitive parts feel great,” I said clumsily. “I mean my parts did not get a rash,” I added, feeling my face flush.

“Great to hear, Jimmy. I am glad your parts feel good,” my grandmother said, her eyes dropping to my crotch as she spoke.

I was still wearing my basketball shorts from the gym, and my grandmother’s reference to my private parts caused a heaviness to sink in to my penis. My grandmother filled her own glass and sat next to me at the kitchen table.

“I hope the soap I used on your penis did not leave you chafed; it is a very strong cleaner,” she said as she leaned in and placed her hand on my knee.

“It was a very strong soap,” I offered. “But, the lotion you used helped, and I have been applying lotion at home as well.” The focus on my penis was now filling my penis with warmth and I could feel it rising in my shorts.

“Well, if you need any more lotion, I am happy to be of service,” my grandmother said with a serious tone, her eyes dropping to glimpse my rising cock in my shorts.

My hardening cock was making me intoxicated with lust. My grandmother was clearly willing to venture on in this affair we had stumbled into.

“I would love some more lotion,” I said.

“Well let me apply some of the lotion I used on your penis when you were here last,” my grandmother offered as she rose and went towards her bathroom to retrieve the lotion.

“Finish your drink and join me,” she said, her voice trailing off as she moved towards the other side of the house.

I quickly finished the remainder of my apple juice and made my way to her bathroom. My grandmother was seated on the stool in the bathroom, the coconut scented lotion already in her hands which she was rubbing together.

“Why don’t you step out of your shorts and I will apply this nice soothing lotion again,” my grandmother offered with her eyes looking directly into mine. I lowered my gym shorts and briefs and stepped out of them. My cock was almost fully erect at this point and it was rocking up and down with my heartbeat, which was intensifying.

I felt the cool lotion touch the skin of my cock as my grandmother reached out to grip my cock with both of her hands. I was trying to breathe as the throbbing in my cock grew deeper, pulsing in rhythm with my racing heartbeat.

“You have such a manly cock, Jimmy,” my grandmother said, her eyes staring at my engorged dick in her thin hands. “Let grandma make it feel better.”

I obeyed, trembling. She dipped two fingers into the salve and spread it carefully over my cock. Her touch was feather-light, but it still made my cock jump. As she applied the lotion to my cock, her lowest hand slid down and grasped my balls gently. She rolled my balls in the palm of her hand and then pushed an outstretched finger even farther, brushing it around the rim of my anus.

I jumped, surprised by the contact.

“Sorry,” she whispered. “I know.”

I closed my eyes. The coolness around my cock spread slowly, but eventually felt warm. Her fingers moved with deliberate care, tracing circles, smoothing the cream into my engorged cock.

Her one hand reached out for my balls once again, gripping them tightly. I could feel my balls tensing, aching to shoot their cum towards my grandmother’s face, which was only inches from the tip of my angry cock. She slowly moved her finger again to the rim of my anus. This time I was not shocked, and I focused on the sensation of her fingertip tracing the rim of my asshole.

“Baby, do you want to cum on Grandma?” she said, looking up into my eyes. As she said this she slipped her finger into my anus, pushing the tip of her finger on my prostate. My eyes closed. My cock, balls and anus started to instantly recoil. I felt rope after rope of my cum exploding out of my swollen cock. I placed my hands on my grandmother’s shoulders to balance myself. As my eyes opened, I could see cum dripping from my grandmother’s face. Her tongue gently emerged from the side of her mouth to taste a rope of cum which had settled there.

“You are such a dirty boy, Jimmy,” she said. “Look how filthy you made Grandma’s face,” she said as she looked up at me with a faux look of sadness on her face. “Do you want to clean Grandma up in the bath?” she asked.

“Yes,” I offered. “Remove your clothes and I will rinse my cum off you and clean your body,” I commanded. I reached behind me to turn on the water in the bath.

She unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down, grabbing my waist as she stepped out of them. She grabbed her panties at her hips with both hands and looked at me, a slight nervousness in her eyes. I had felt her warm wet pussy when we were last together, but I had not seen her warm sex with my own eyes. “I want to see you,” I said encouragingly.

She slipped the panties down her legs and stepped out. Her bush was thick with both dark hair and some white hairs. I gently brushed my hand up her inner thigh, parting her heavy bush, feeling the wetness that lay beneath. I grabbed the t-shirt she wore and raised it over her head and outstretched hands. She had a light bra on, different than the one she had on last time, without the heavy wire framing. It was white and her dark nipples were barely apparent beneath the fabric.

She twisted a hand behind herself to unclasp the bra. I brought my hands up the sides of her body and cupped my hands beneath the bra, feeling her large breasts and protruding nipples against my flesh. I moved my hands away, pulling the bra off with them. Her breasts were large and heavy. Her areolas were a dark pink and her nipples were as wide as my index finger. They were so thick and welcoming that I leaned in and gently took one into my mouth. She moaned as my tongue played with her stiff nipple.

I eagerly pulled off my own t-shirt and stepped into the tub, holding my hand out to allow my grandmother to step in with me. I leaned down and pulled the lever to engage the shower head. Warm water greeted us as we stood face to face in the tub. My cock was again arched up and pointing above her belly button, as I was easily a foot taller than my grandma.

I gathered water in my hands and gently released it on her face, which was still covered with my cum. As I washed off the cum she reached out and again held my big cock in her hands. I leaned in and kissed her on the cheek, and then brushed my lips against hers. She leaned in approvingly, parting her lips, and I could feel the tip of her tongue touch mine.

I brought a hand up to her crotch again, and her bush was now soaked with her juices and the water from the shower. I slowly slid my finger between her hairy mound to find her silky smooth pussy lips lying below. I moved my finger back and forth until I gained access to her entrance. I gently slid my finger into my grandmother. She moaned deeply as I entered her. She was warm and wet. I wanted so badly to feel that moist pressure on my swollen cock.

I turned my grandmother around and bent my knees to lower myself to her entrance. I brought my swollen cock up to her hairy pussy and I began moving the head of my cock up and down, parting her wet pussy hair until I felt skin on skin. I felt the entrance to her pussy welcome my cock. I leaned forward, sliding the tip of my swollen cock into her tight hole. My grandmother breathed in with a low wince of pain escaping her mouth. I gently worked the head of my cock in and out of her entrance, trying to allow her pussy time to accommodate my girth.

As I heard her moans become more pleasurable, I gently slid my big cock into her. I went slowly, feeling her warm pussy stretch to take my cock. I rested it in her tight hole, letting her pussy feel its weight and thickness. She started to move her pussy up and down on my cock. I gently introduced my own rhythm with hers and soon we were both rocking into one another, her pussy eagerly swallowing my hard cock.

I reached around to rest one of my hands on her breast, gently pinching her outstretched nipple with my thumb and finger. I took the other hand and slid it between her legs. I could feel my hard cock entering her pussy with my fingertips. I brought my fingers further up and found her swollen clit nestled in the bed of pubic hair. As I slid my cock in and out of her pussy, I gently rubbed her protruding clit.

Her moans were loud, and my grandmother used her outstretched hands to find leverage against the shower walls. Her moans began to subside and I could hear her breathing change. She started holding her breath. I could see that her eyes were closed and she was focused on the intensity of our bodies intermingling with one another. Her face took on an almost pained look. Her breathing slowed; I felt her pussy clench my cock as her orgasm started. Her moans re-emerged and became louder as her orgasm crashed over her, sending waves of enjoyment through her body.

When her moans subsided, I removed my hands from her breast and clit and grabbed her hips firmly. I started fucking my grandmother with intensity. Our bodies were slapping against one another and I could feel my balls swinging into her clit. I was so overcome with the excitement of fucking her that I did not even think to pull out. Instead, I shot my cum deep into her pussy, filling her with my seed. As my cock stopped spewing and became relaxed, I gently rocked back, my big dick squelching from its release from my grandma’s tight hole.

“Are you okay, Grandma?” I asked, concerned that I was a bit too physical at the end.

“My goodness, I am fine,” she responded. “My pussy has not felt that good in quite sometime,” she said with a release of a big sigh. “I may be walking a bit gingerly for the next couple of days on account of your size,” she laughed.

“Sorry, grandma, I should have been gentler.”

“No, it was perfect, but my parts are not elastic as they once were,” she said reassuringly. “Maybe you could help me out over the next few days with some salve.”

“Anything for you, Grandma,” I said as I leaned in to kiss her and cup her cum soaked pussy with my hand. “I am all yours.”