All Older Women Are Whores Ch. 02

"I'm so embarrassed," she said feigning her embarrassment. "I had no idea that I was exposing myself to you," she said with her face turning pink. "When I leaned over you to pour you lemonade, I had no idea that you could see down my open housecoat. I had no idea that you could see my naked breasts."

She looked down at her housecoat top before looking up at me. Then, she let out an embarrassed little laugh while looking at me incredulously. I watched her face turn pink again with embarrassment and shame before a flash of sexual arousal took hold of her face.

"You saw my naked breasts," she said with sexual arousal betraying her modesty? "Did you really see my naked breasts or are you just teasing me that you saw my naked breasts?" She looked at me before staring down at her housecoat. "I saw you staring down my open, housecoat top but what did you see?"

I laughed a dirty laugh.

"Yes, grandma, I saw your naked breasts. Don't be ashamed or embarrassed. You have huge and shapely tits," I said. "You have beautiful, naked breasts. I love your huge, naked tits."

I moved to the edge of my seat and leaned forward while I continued staring at the shape and the size of her naked breasts through her housecoat. Sexually enamored with my grandmother's breasts, I couldn't stop staring at her erect nipples which grew more erect after I told her that I saw her naked breasts. Obviously, she was clearly aroused that I told her that I saw her naked breasts when I put my finger to the unbuttoned top of her housecoat and pulled it open to see more to see her naked tits.

"If you don't mind me asking, what size bra cup do you wear? Your tits are huge. You have the biggest breasts that I've ever see," I said with sexual excitement while staring at my grandmother.

She made a face.

"I really don't know," she said. "I took a double D cup for the longest time but those bras no longer fit me. Now, I take an F cup or a triple D cup when I can find them. Unless I go to a custom bra shop, it's difficult to find a bra my size in lingerie stores."

I smiled at my grandmother while imagining her naked breasts.

"For a woman your age, you have exquisite breasts. You should be proud of your breasts. If I was a woman and had breasts as big and as shapely as your breasts, I'd be walking around topless," I said with a dirty laugh. "I'd be showing every man my naked tits."

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She laughed and made a face of disapproval. Then, she returned my dirty laugh with her embarrassed laugh.

"Me? Topless? Don't be silly. I'm nearly seventy-years-old." She waved a hand of ridiculousness. "No one would want to see the naked breasts of an elderly woman," she said.

She fell silent as if she was thinking.

"I've never even been to a nude beach. The closest that I've ever been to being topless in public was sunning myself in my backyard in my bikini with my bikini top unhooked whenever there was no one around," she said with a little laugh.

We remained silent for a minute while she was thinking again.

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"Now that you mention that I have beautiful breasts, your grandfather always said that I had beautiful breasts, too," she said with a dirty laugh. "He wanted me to flash his friends my naked tits," she said with another dirty laugh. "Every time he had been drinking, which was nearly every day, he dared me to serve him and his friends drinks topless when they played poker but I never did," she said with a laugh of regret.

Again, she remained silent for a moment while thinking again.

"Now, something that I regret not doing, wishing that I had lived a little, I wish I had served his friends drinks while topless and shown his friends my naked tits. Maybe, we would have had more sex. Yet, afraid of driving them wild with sexual lust by giving them permission to touch my tits and feel my tits, I feared what they'd do to me if I showed them my naked breasts. Knowing how horny his friends were and how sexually attracted they were to me, they'd probably strip me naked and gangbang me," she said with a dirty laugh.

She paused again.

"Yet, I wish that I had allowed them to not only see my naked breasts but also feel and fondle my naked breasts while fingering my nipples. I wonder what my husband's reaction would have been to watching his friends having their wicked, sexual way with my naked breasts," she said with sexual arousal. "Knowing your grandfather, always going too far, he'd probably want me to stroke their cocks and suck their cocks while he watched them feeling my naked breasts and masturbated himself."

She remained silent again as if she was thinking and remembering my grandfather.

"With his friends as horny as he was, I feared they'd pull out their pricks and force me to stroke them. I feared that they'd force me to my knees and force me to suck them. I've never given a blowjob before. Yet, something that I regret not doing, I've never had a man's prick in my mouth. Sometimes, when I'm horny, I wonder what it would be feel like and taste like for a man to cum in my mouth," she said with an embarrassed laugh.

I couldn't believe my grandmother was sexually confiding in me about my grandfather and her sexual feelings for his horny friends. With her never discussing her sexual past with me before, her discussing her sexual past now was a shocking surprise. With her regretting that she had never given a blowjob, I was tempted to ask my grandmother to blow me now. I'd love to stick my erect prick in my grandmother's mouth. I'd love to cum in her mouth.

She remained silent again as if remembering my grandfather. While sitting on the couch across from me, she leaned forward with her elbows on her knees. As soon as she leaned forward, the top of her unbuttoned housecoat fell open with her again. She gave me a continual down housecoat of her enormous naked breasts and her long, sexy line of cleavage. Daring myself to do so, I was so tempted to stand, walk over to her, and stick my horny hand down her housecoat top to touch, feel, and fondle her naked breasts.

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"In the day of tube tops, always when I was carrying something, your grandfather pulled down my top to flash his friends my naked breasts. Unable to immediately pull up my top until I put whatever I was carrying down, immediately turning away from them and denying them a look at my naked breasts, I was as embarrassed as I was angry.

Never having done anything like that before, now I regret stopping him from doing that. I would have loved to see their reactions to seeing my naked breasts while serving them drinks topless as they played poker. I would have loved for his friends to not only see my naked breasts but also to touch and feel my naked breasts."

She remained silent again, as if she was having reservations about saying what she was thinking. I continued staring at all that I could see of my grandmother's huge breasts through her housecoat. She looked down to where I was looking before looking up at me.

With her full of regret for not having her husband's friends having their wicked, sexual way with her huge, naked breasts, ripe for my sexual solicitation of her, I couldn't believe my grandmother was confiding in me. Hopefully, she was already regretting not showing me her naked breasts. This was my chance to not only her naked breasts but also to touch and feel her naked tits.

"Seriously, be honest. Do you really think I have shapely tits," she asked while lifting her breasts in the palms of her hand through her housecoat? "I love my big breasts," she said staring down at her huge breasts before staring up at me.

I beamed her a wide smile while continuing to stare at big impressions that her braless breasts and erect nipples made in her housecoat.

"I do, grandma. Indeed, I do," I said. "You have gorgeous breasts and huge nipples."

She returned my smile with her smile.

"Thank you, I think. I'm embarrassed that you're sexually enamored with your grandmother's breasts," she said with a laugh. "No one has complimented me on my breasts in more than thirty-years."

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I continued staring at the impressions that her huge breasts made in her housecoat.

"It's not too late grandma," I said with a nervous, little laugh.

She looked at me with curiosity.

"Not too late? What do you mean, it's not too late," she asked? "It's not too late for what?"

I gave her a dirty laugh.

"It's not too late to expose your naked breasts," I said giving my grandmother a shit eating grin. She looked at me dumbfounded. "You can expose your naked breasts to me. I'd love to see your naked breasts. Show me your huge tits, grandma," I said. "Show me your tits."

Then, I repeated a question that a grandson should never ask his grandmother.

"May I see them? May I see your naked breasts? Show me your tits, grandma. Show them to me, please."

Not waiting for her to respond, I asked her my next, sexually inappropriate question.

"May I touch them? I'd love to touch your tits. May I touch your naked breasts?"

Not waiting for her to respond before asking her my next question, I asked her my sexually inappropriate question again?

"May I touch them? May I feel them? May I feel your naked breasts, grandma," I asked hoping she'd say yes? "I'd love to feel your naked tits."

Again, she folded her arms across her braless breasts. Yet, a look of sexual arousal betrayed what she was thinking and flashed over her face. As if she was thinking about showing me her naked breasts, she didn't respond. This was my chance to see my grandmother's naked breasts. Now, I was more direct in what I wanted. I told her what I wanted to see, touch, and feel.

"I'd love to see your naked breasts. Show me your naked breasts, grandma. Show me your tits. Please show me your tits. I'd love to see your beautiful, naked tits."

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She looked at me as if I was crazy until another flash of sexual arousal crossed her face to divulge what she was really thinking. Still, whether she was too embarrassed to show me her naked breasts, with her reluctant to expose herself to me, she refused to show me her naked breasts. Nonetheless, sexually surprising me, in the way that she looked at me, she was clearly thinking about showing me her naked tits.

Hopefully, she would show me her naked breasts. I couldn't help but wonder if I was anyone else but her grandson who had asked to see and feel her naked breasts if she'd show them her naked breasts and allow them to feel her big tits. I wondered, after her husband died, if she had shown her naked breasts to anyone else. Maybe now that her husband was dead and buried, she had shown her naked breasts to one of his friends or to all of his friends.

"No, you may not see my naked breasts," she said making a face. "No, you may not touch my naked breasts and/or feel my naked breasts," she said with a little laugh. "That's perverted Johnny. What's wrong with you? Go find a woman your own age and ask to see her naked breasts," she said with a laugh.

Even though she looked at me with embarrassment and shame, once again, a look of sexual arousal betrayed what she was really thinking. Clearly, with me encouraging her topless nudity, she was thinking about showing me her naked breasts. Even after she chastised me, by the telling look on her face, she was thinking about exposing her naked tits to me.

She made a face while looking down at her braless breasts and feigning her anger and reprimanding me.

"Seriously, Johnny? How dare you? I'm your grandmother and you're my grandson. I'll never show you my naked breasts," she said with feigned indignation while wrapping her arms around her housecoat clad, braless tits. "I'd never allow you to touch and/or feel my naked breasts."

She stared at me as if I was perverted and at that moment, I was perverted. I wanted to see my grandmother's tits. I wanted to see her naked breasts. I needed her to give me something now to masturbate over later.

"What would your mother say if she knew that I showed you my naked breasts? My husband would roll over in his grave if I showed you my naked tits," she said. "If you saw my naked breasts, I could never face you again. I'd be so embarrassed."

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Then, in the way that she noticed my erection, I couldn't help but notice that the bottom, two buttons of her housecoat were unbuttoned. Now that I think of it, in the way that the top two buttons of her housecoat were always unbuttoned, the bottom two buttons of her housecoat were always unbuttoned, too. Only, the two middle buttons of her housecoat were buttoned. Perhaps because of her arthritic her hands, with her constantly flashing me her panties or the side of her naked breast, she never buttoned most of the buttons of her housecoat.

Whenever I sat across from her, she always flashed me some part of her elderly body. Never really paying attention to all that I saw of her before, I wasn't sexually attracted to her then, in the way that I'm sexually attracted to her now. Especially now that I know my grandmother is a whore and an exhibitionist, I stared at all that she was showing. I imagined touching her and feeling her where a grandson should never touch and feel his grandmother.

With a continual flash of sexual arousal betraying her face, I wanted her to see me staring at whatever she was showing. I coaxed her to show me her naked breasts by continually staring at what I could see of the shape and the size of her huge breasts through her housecoat. I wanted to sexually arousal her at what she was showing as much as she was sexually exciting me by flashing me. Giving me plenty to masturbate over later, I'd be so happy if I could only see my grandmother's huge, naked tits.

Additionally, in the way that she was sitting, her housecoat hem was raised high enough on her thighs and her knees were was parted just enough that I could already see her the triangular patch of her sheer, white panties. I love seeing white panties. Sexually exciting while imagining what lay beneath her panties, I loved seeing a flash of my grandmother's white panties between her legs.

Unintentionally flashing me, I didn't think she knew that her panty clad pussy was exposed. Yet, then again, in the way that most older women are whores, especially my grandmother, perhaps she knew that her panties were exposed. Perhaps, my grandmother was deliberately flashing me her panties. Perhaps, she wanted me to see her panties, and if that was the case, that she was deliberately flashing me her panties, the least that I could do was to blatantly stare at all that she was showing.

In the way she continued staring at my erect prick through my shorts, sexually excited seeing her panties, I made sure that she saw me staring at her exposed panties. I made sure that she saw my quickly growing and bulging erection in my shorts. Then, when she stood to get her pitcher of freshly made lemonade from her refrigerator to pour me more lemonade, deliberately flashing me her naked breasts again, she leaned over me longer and lower to pour me another glass of lemonade.

'My grandmother is a whore. She's an exhibitionist whore,' I thought when she deliberately flashed me her naked breasts again.

After she made a big deal of me seeing her naked breasts, I couldn't believe my grandmother deliberately exposed her naked breasts to me again. Even after I told her that I saw her naked breasts and complimented her on her huge tits, she exposed her beautiful breasts to me again. I decided to take the next level of my sexual seduction of my grandmother. Purposely moving the glass away before she finished pouring, she spilled a little lemonade on my shorts.

"Oops. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Johnny," she said. "Let me wipe that for you."

Unconsciously without her realizing what she was doing, or maybe she knew exactly what she was doing, she grabbed a hand towel and wiped at the stain of lemonade that covered my bulging erection. The first time she touched and felt my erect cock through my shorts, albeit with her hand towel, I couldn't believe my grandmother was wiping my erection with her hand towel. With her squeezing my erection, feeling the hardness of my erection, and the length of my big dick, my grandmother was, indeed, feeling my erect prick through my shorts with her hand towel.

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Then, in the way that the bottom two buttons of her housecoat were always unbuttoned, the top two buttons of her housecoat were always unbuttoned, too. Now that I think of it, with me sexually noticing my grandmother now in the way that I never noticed her before, her housecoat was never fully buttoned. Making me wonder if she was, indeed, an exhibitionist whore, she was always exposed.

When she leaned over me longer and lower than necessary to wipe the lemonade from my erection, she flashed me her naked breasts, yet, again. As if looking to see what I could see of her huge, naked breasts, she looked down to where I was staring before looking up at me. Then, she surprised me with what she said next.

"If you take off your shorts, Johnny, I'll toss them in the laundry. They'll be washed and dried before you leave," she said.

'Take off my shorts? What? Seriously? My grandmother wanted me to remove my shorts,' I thought while suddenly wanting to expose my naked prick to her. 'My grandmother wanted to see my erection through my briefs. If that's not conclusive proof that my grandmother is a whore, then I don't know what is. Indeed, in the way that my mother is a whore, an incestuous whore, my grandmother is a whore, an incestuous whore.'

I wished that I wasn't wearing underwear beneath my shorts. As if giving her a slow striptease, I stood, unbuttoned, unzipped, and removed my shorts in front of my grandmother's staring eyes. My erection was clearly visible through my wet underwear. In the way that I continued staring at her panties and at the impressions of her naked breasts and nipples made in her housecoat, she continued staring down at my bulging prick. Standing in front of her, not two feet away from her, while pulling down my shorts, I deliberately pulled down my underwear along with my shorts, too.

'In the way that I saw my grandmother's panties up her housecoat and her naked breasts down her housecoat, I wanted her to see my erect, naked prick. Curious for her reaction to seeing my cock, I couldn't believe that I was going to expose my naked prick to my grandmother. After her daughter, my mother, saw, stroked, sucked, and fucked my big dick, I hoped my grandmother would do the same, too. If my grandmother was, indeed, a whore, I hoped she'd have incestuous sex with me, too,' I thought.

Sticking straight out and pointing at my grandmother, my erect prick popped out of my underwear at full attention. Pretending that I was unaware that I was exposed, not covering my naked prick with my hand, I continued flashing my grandmother my naked cock. With me standing only two feet away from her, I exposed my naked prick to my grandmother. Feigning my embarrassment, I didn't turn away from her but I faced her. I feigned my modesty by finally covering my erection with my hand while pulling up my underwear and pulling down my shorts.

"I'm so sorry, grandma. I didn't know that I was exposed. I'm so embarrassed," I said while feigning my embarrassment again. "I can't believe that I accidentally flashed you my naked prick. I can't believe you saw my erect, naked cock. Please wipe that image of my naked prick from my mind and pretend that you never saw my erect, naked cock."

She laughed and smiled at me as if she had gotten one over me.

"Well, now we're even. In the way that you saw my big, naked breasts down my housecoat when I leaned in front of you to serve you lemonade, I saw your big, naked penis when you removed your shorts," she said with a dirty laugh. "You should be proud of your penis, Johnny. You have a big and beautiful penis. Any woman would be proud to have sex with you," she said with a dirty laugh.