Punjabi Waffen
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My grandmother moved in with us when I was 18. I had always been close to her and she watched over me frequently growing up. When she moved in she got one of the bigger rooms, enough to fit a sofa, a bed and a small TV. It was a house where every TV would be taken so sometimes Id find myself in her room watching. She actually liked the company and many times would ask me to just stay while she slept. I did it frequently late in to the night too.
There were times when she would ask me to lay down and she would play with my hair or my chest. It always felt nice and made it a great experience. It was a long time of that. I remember it would just be random.. sometimes a head scratch, or like tapping on my chest or drawing letters. Sometimes massaging my stomach (especially if i had a stomach ache, it ended up being dairy as the problem.) Sometimes my hip if i was leaning towards the side. She would drift to sleep and it would end. Months to years perhaps, 1-2 times a week.
One time i remember (I was about 19 at that time) she was massaging my stomach and her hand went to scratch her leg and her hand ran over my groin. I kind of tensed up for a moment. It was just an unexpected smack that landed right on my head. She laughed and said sorry and kind of like... tapped it better? you know how you might tap a kid on the shoulder if he got hurt. Innocent tap. It wasnt long, maybe a week later, when her finger playing on my belly moved to like, tracing the lining of my undies, the top band... then the side band that runs along my inner thigh.. that felt good and i remember slightly tickling so she stopped. Same thing another time or two, until the time my head was along the underwear line where her finger was tracing. I remember the feeling of her finger slowly/sensually moving up and down and passing over my head. I must have reacted in some way because she said sorry and stopped. But it felt really good. So i told her "Its ok, it feels nice".. That was it that night.
I remember thinking I was all smooth, clock and dagger, when I did this next part, but looking back I 100% know she was aware and playing along. Kind of awkward thinking bag.. haha.. But another time she had fallen asleep. I must have been very horny, because I was touching myself while she sleep on her side (her back facing me) and i reached over, held her hand and wrapped her fingers around my cock and thrust into it. I must have done it for 3-4 minutes before she tussled a bit and pulled her hand back. Looking back, she definitely was awake.. I dont think you can sleep through a handjob.
It was after that, when her massaging and touching would make its way back to my cock frequently.. most times just resting her palm on my pelvis and like using her fingers to caress it over my pants focused on my shaft, sometimes my balls or my head. I told her it felt nice a lot of time. Many times it would stop when I got fully hard so it was never super long.
Looking back it was very slow progress but I didnt really have an end goal in mind, just kind of like.. making it part of routine.
One day she rested her hand on my shaft and half heartily gripped it, moving up and down.. I asked her if she could do it with just my underwear and she made an agreeable sound, pulling her hand away... I lift my bum and pulled my joggers down and she went back ontop of my underwear and that felt even better.
There were times when she would ask me to lay down and she would play with my hair or my chest. It always felt nice and made it a great experience. It was a long time of that. I remember it would just be random.. sometimes a head scratch, or like tapping on my chest or drawing letters. Sometimes massaging my stomach (especially if i had a stomach ache, it ended up being dairy as the problem.) Sometimes my hip if i was leaning towards the side. She would drift to sleep and it would end. Months to years perhaps, 1-2 times a week.
One time i remember (I was about 19 at that time) she was massaging my stomach and her hand went to scratch her leg and her hand ran over my groin. I kind of tensed up for a moment. It was just an unexpected smack that landed right on my head. She laughed and said sorry and kind of like... tapped it better? you know how you might tap a kid on the shoulder if he got hurt. Innocent tap. It wasnt long, maybe a week later, when her finger playing on my belly moved to like, tracing the lining of my undies, the top band... then the side band that runs along my inner thigh.. that felt good and i remember slightly tickling so she stopped. Same thing another time or two, until the time my head was along the underwear line where her finger was tracing. I remember the feeling of her finger slowly/sensually moving up and down and passing over my head. I must have reacted in some way because she said sorry and stopped. But it felt really good. So i told her "Its ok, it feels nice".. That was it that night.
I remember thinking I was all smooth, clock and dagger, when I did this next part, but looking back I 100% know she was aware and playing along. Kind of awkward thinking bag.. haha.. But another time she had fallen asleep. I must have been very horny, because I was touching myself while she sleep on her side (her back facing me) and i reached over, held her hand and wrapped her fingers around my cock and thrust into it. I must have done it for 3-4 minutes before she tussled a bit and pulled her hand back. Looking back, she definitely was awake.. I dont think you can sleep through a handjob.
It was after that, when her massaging and touching would make its way back to my cock frequently.. most times just resting her palm on my pelvis and like using her fingers to caress it over my pants focused on my shaft, sometimes my balls or my head. I told her it felt nice a lot of time. Many times it would stop when I got fully hard so it was never super long.
Looking back it was very slow progress but I didnt really have an end goal in mind, just kind of like.. making it part of routine.
One day she rested her hand on my shaft and half heartily gripped it, moving up and down.. I asked her if she could do it with just my underwear and she made an agreeable sound, pulling her hand away... I lift my bum and pulled my joggers down and she went back ontop of my underwear and that felt even better.
