It's been less than a year since I came to live at my daughter's house. She brought me because she said I'm a senior citizen who needs more care and someone to keep him company. She's divorced but doesn't live alone; she has my grandson with her... My beautiful 18-year-old grandson.

With his pretty smile adorned with those thick lips, his little eyes that get small when he smiles, and his smell of baby and strawberries... With his soft white skin, his long legs, his small waist and those hips accompanied by that beautiful bubble butt, his small tits, and his pussy, that pussy that I already had the pleasure of seeing once... Pink and chubby, what I wouldn't give to try it...But I shouldn't think like that. He's part of my family, and he's so good and nice to me

Because my daughter works all day, koo accompanies me after school, I've heard him refuse to go out with his friends in order to stay with me. Whenever I tell him he should go out more, he says he doesn't feel like it or that he'd rather go out on the weekend. I know he does this because he doesn't want to leave me alone: like I said, he's very good.

Sometimes, I feel like he knows the way I look at him and that, as crazy as it may seem, it's reciprocated.

When I see him walking around the house in those tiny shorts that make half his ass stick out and the outline of his pussy stand out, with those short tops he wears without a bra underneath that make his little tits move freely and his hard nipples noticeable.

He always sits sideways on my legs, hugs me, and tells me how much he loves me.Grandpa, I'm so happy you live with me now

he tells me while hugging me, and I feel hid ass on my cock. I'm doing my best not to get an erection, and he notices it. I don't want to scare him.

"Really, honey? Isn't it a burden for you to take care of this old man?"

I feel him shifting on top of me, and that's when it becomes harder for me to maintain my composure.

i put my hand on her waist and caress her bare skin because of her cropped top.

"Don't say that, Grandpa. I love you very much. I have so much fun with you."

he speaks, hugging me tighter, my face between his tender breasts. His nipple is within reach of my mouth; I could just stick out my tongue and lick it through the fabric.

The simple thought makes my cock bigger and harder, and it's impossible for him not to notice.

Then she breaks the hug and looks at me in amazement. She puts her other leg over mine and straddles me with her back to me. She presses herself completely against me so that my cock is between her legs and her pussy

"Oh, Grandpa, I'm sorry! It was my fault that your pee-pee got hard, wasn't it?"

God! Hearing him talk like that makes me forget he's my grandson.

"No, darling, don't worry, it's not your fault. At my age, it's hard to control these kinds of things."

I tell him because I still want to hold on to what little sanity I have left.

He nods, not very convinced...

"Oh, it's just that one of Mom's suitors once said that I could be capable of giving anyone's cock a hard-on... That's why+ I thought it was my fault"

That took me by surprise.

"koo. Did that man do something to you without your consent?"

"No, after that day I never saw him again. He had come to pick up Mom for a date but never returned."

Well, I'm glad your mom doesn't go out with that pervert anymore.

I'm the biggest hypocrite in the world. The pervert is me, who wants to do things to her grandson that I shouldn't.

"Grandpa, your pee pee is still hard... Do you want me to touch it?"

"What? koo, you don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes, I know. I'm not that innocent. At school, my classmates only talk about that kind of thing. So if I touch it, you'll be able to relieve yourself."

She says as her index finger touches the tip on the fabric, my cock swells more, getting wetter.I'm about to say hell with everything and tell her to take my cock out of my pants when I hear the door and my daughter's voice announcing her arrival.

Go on, go say hi to your mom

I say, giving him a little push to get up.OK!He tells me and runs off, not without first kissing me on the cheek as if nothing strange had happened.

I have to stop overthinking things. koo is just an innocent and carefree young man.Or so I thought, until I heard him on the phone that night