Granny Caught Me Wanking

Granny Caught Me Wanking

It was an ordinary Thursday afternoon, and I was in my bedroom masturbating as usual. I was lying on my bed, my usually loose fitting shorts pulled down to my ankles, exposing my stiffening member as it stood at attention. I had just begun to rub my hand up and down its length, when the sound of someone entering the room startled me.

I snapped my head up to see who it was and it was my granny! She was standing there in the doorway, her eyes wide in shock and surprise as she stared at me. I felt my face flush red, embarrassed that she had caught me wanking. I scrambled to pull my shorts up, but it was too late. She had already seen.

She stepped into the room, her eyes lingering on my crotch area as she slowly approached me. I cowered in fear as I awaited her response.

“Young man, what do you think you are doing?” she asked sternly, her gaze still fixed on my crotch.

I couldn’t think of anything to say, so I just stammered and stuttered out an apology. “I’m sorry granny, I…I didn’t think anyone would catch me,” I stammered.

She stepped closer to me and reached out her hand, running her fingers through my hair as she said softly, “It’s ok my boy, I understand. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to pleasure yourself – in fact, I used to do it all the time when I was your age.”

I stared at her, surprised by her admission. She smiled at me and continued, “It’s natural and it’s ok, as long as you do it in private. But I think you need to learn a few things about pleasure first.”

With that, she stepped back and reached down to grab my hand. She then pulled me up off the bed, and led me out of the room. We went down to the den, and she instructed me to sit in a chair in the center of the room. She then proceeded to take off her clothes, until she was standing there in nothing but her underwear.

She then straddled my lap and said, “Now, I’m going to show you how to pleasure yourself properly. I’m going to put my hands on your thighs, and I want you to rub your manhood against me. I want you to feel the pleasure that comes from making love to someone.”

I did as she said, and I felt the sensation build up inside me. I couldn’t believe I was having sex with my granny, but the pleasure was too intense to ignore. She then moved her hands to my chest and started massaging me, and I could feel my body relax.

After a few minutes, she asked me if I wanted to take it further. I nodded, barely able to contain myself. She then got off my lap and went to lie down on the couch. She told me to come lay down next to her, and I did.

I felt my heart racing as I lay there, my skin tingling as her hands roamed my body. She kissed me passionately, her tongue slipping into my mouth. I felt dizzy with pleasure as my hands explored her body.

Soon, I was lying on my back, my shorts pulled off as my now fully erect member pressed against her inner thigh. She pulled my member inside her and started moving her hips up and down, her moans of pleasure filling the room.

I felt myself getting close, and with one final thrust, I exploded inside her. I felt like I had just conquered the world, and in that moment, nothing else mattered.

Afterwards, we lay there panting, our bodies still intertwined. We both had a smile on our faces, and she said, “Now, that was a proper lesson on pleasure, wouldn’t you agree?” I nodded and just smiled at her, still unable to believe what I had just done.

Granny and I never spoke of this again, but I never forgot the pleasure she had given me that day. To this day, when I wank, I fantasize about her and the passion she has shown me.