By the following year my grandfather's health had deteriorated a little. He had a pneumonia and was admitted to hospital. He recovered after seven days but it was decided by my parents that he would be better off living somewhere where he could get instant care should he need it. So the search started for a care home,
Albeit against my grandfather's wishes.
A suitable home was found in a month or two and preparations were made for him to move in.
I visited him after he had been there a couple of weeks, I myself had started work and was delivering food to elderly people living in assisted living accommodation. This was proving a surprising source of satisfaction for my exhibitionism which was starting to gain momentum.
I have written about this in another story so I won't go into too much detail here, but suffice to say, the attention I was getting from the older men who were living alone was very exciting and I had acted on it on a number of occasions.
My desire for older men was apparent, and I was loving the attention and the fun I was having with them. My pleasure from exposing myself was not proving enough to satisfy my desires, so I was now taking this a step further and manufacturing situations where I was having sex with a number of naughty older men.
Providing oral relief was a particular skill I was honing and loving every minute of it. I would hear young women of my age talking about the sex they were having with their partners. Mostly stories of selfishness or a lack of pleasure for them. Their men always wanting blow jobs and how they weren't that keen and certainly would never let them cum in their mouths.
I decided that I was just different to them and that, in my opinion, they are really missing out on the pleasures of the flesh. To slowly and seductively suck a cock, even a stranger's cock let alone a boyfriend's, was something I desired every day. The resulting pleasure from that oral worship was to receive a mouthful of pure sex, a creamy tasting mouth full of warm cum. I really couldn't understand what the complaining was about. I was happily slurping up every mouthful I could get my lips around and adored tasting and swallowing every drop of their cum. On more than one occasion, I had been on my knees with two sexy old men standing in front of me while I sucked and licked all over their cock and balls. Opening my mouths for them to jerk into when they could take no more of my cock worship.
Maybe I'm just a little different, but I wouldn't swap, no way!
On my first visit, we were very pleased to see each other. My grandpa was starting to get used to his surroundings and had already made a couple of friends after initially really not enjoying his new surroundings.
We talked, and he confided in me when we were alone that he was worried he wouldn't see so much of me, and that certainly he would miss my sleepovers.
I tried to reassure him that nothing would change now that he was in the home. I also told him about my new job (well not all about it!!) and that I enjoyed spending time with older people (again, within reason!!)
He then told me how it hurt him to realise that he would never again see me lying in bed in his house, running around in my underwear and cooking for him.
So I asked him exactly what he meant...
"So is it the food or my panties you'll miss?" I joked.
"Well of course both, but an old man like me doesn't get much chance to see a lovely body like yours, and I know you were happy to provide a little stimulation for me by flirting a little. I want you to know how much I appreciated it and I would never betray your trust. So thank you, but boy am I gonna miss it!" he said.
It sounded like a sad story. Getting older is scary, realising you might not get to do something you like ever again is a thought I can't yet comprehend, but I guess it's part of life. I hope I can adjust well when I get older.
(Enough heavy shit, let's get back to the naughty talk!)
I checked that there was no one around. I walked to the door and checked no one was walking past his room. It was empty in the corridor, only his friend next door was around, and he was sleeping in his chair, snoring like a lion. We would know if he woke up.
I walked back over to my grandpa.
"So it doesn't have to be like that." I said, and I turned my back to him.
I was wearing a pair of black tight leggings with white Nike trainers, underneath, a tiny black thong.
When you are an exhibitionist (or a slut, maybe I'm both!) it pays to only wear sexy underwear, always ready to display. I only have nice panties and lingerie sets. I spend money on them and always ensure I am fresh every day and have nice underwear on, just in case I get the chance to invite a nice older hand inside them!
I swayed a little, then started to pull my leggings down beneath my bottom. My full butt cheeks were on display, separated by my black thong string. I moved closer to my grandpa, and he gently caressed my cheeks as I swayed left to right in front of him. I let him have a squeeze and feel.
I turned to face him and lifted my white t-shirt. I pulled my left breast over my bra top and squeezed my nipple, inviting him to do the same. He did.
I put my clothing straight and sat back down.
"See, we can have a little fool around whenever you like." I said as I got comfortable in my seat.
"But look what you've done." My grandfather said, opening his gown to reveal his rock hard cock.
He started to stroke it back and forth. He was leaking precum and using his other hand to stroke his balls. He had no underwear on and was thrusting his cock closer to me.
"Would you mind if I cum?" He asked.
I checked at the door again, no staff and no residents walking around. The lion was still roaring next door.
I got a paper towel or two and put them in his lap.
"Of course not. Why don't you make yourself cum? Maybe you'll feel better after." I suggested.
"Show me those panties again." He said as he continued to jerk his very stiff cock.
I stood and pulled my leggings down, this time in front of him, and pulled my panties to one side, revealing my thin short landing strip that I had cultivated that morning. Feeling quite horny, I gave it a little rub and boy, was it wet.
"God, that feels nice." I said as I rubbed faster and let a finger slip inside my pussy.
He reached across and put his hand between my legs. He rubbed my pussy lips.
"Wow, maybe we're both going to cum," I said, giggling!
He sat back and moaned as he stretched his body. Cum oozed out of his cock and ran down the shaft, settling in his balls and in his pubic hair.
Instinctively, I placed the paper towel around him in order for him to clean up, but then I did something I can't explain.
My hand was still rubbing my pussy and the sight of the warm thick cum running down his shaft took my horniness to another level. My actions surprised us both.
I reached out and grabbed his cock, stroking it to entice out more cum. Then, unexpectedly, for a reason I really cannot explain, I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth.
I opened my mouth and engulfed his cock all the way down to my throat, my lips nestling in his cum matted Pubic hair.
I sucked up the cum dripping down his shaft and swallowed it, immediately returning to capture more. With his cock in my hand, I moved it left and right and licked up all of the cum I could retrieve from his balls and pubic hair, greedily swallowing it and searching for more.
I was like a woman possessed as I slurped down blob after blob, devouring it and enjoying the creamy, slightly salty taste that can only be found from a nice, hard, sexy cock.
When I finished, I looked up at him and smiled.
"I'm not sure why I did that!" I said giggling, licking my lips and placing one finger after the other into my mouth, licking off any cum residue that remained.
"Well, I'm certainly not complaining Beth, my god that was fantastic, you never cease to surprise and amaze me." He said as he sat back enjoying the pleasure he had just received.