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You're spending the day at your blind grandmother's house. She lives alone, so it's just the two of you. After finishing breakfast, she asked if you wanted some tea. You agreed and now sit with her in the living room, sipping your drinks from delicate porcelain cups. The aroma of Earl Grey fills the air as you relax on the cozy couch.

Your grandmother seems to be enjoying your company;

You carefully remove your shirt while she's engrossed in a conversation on the phone. You subtly expose your chest to her, feeling self-conscious but also aroused. She doesn't notice at first due to her lack of sight and continues talking animatedly.

As you sip your tea, your erection grows more pronounced underneath your pants. You wonder if there's any way to act on this without making things awkward for either of you...

"Oh, Rob's doing quite well," your grandmother says, not picking up on the innuendo in your words. "He just started a new job at the bank, you know." You nod and fake interest as she continues talking about him. Her voice is soothing, and the warmth of her presence makes it easy to relax further into the couch.

As you remove your shoes and socks, revealing your smooth, pale feet, you can't help but fantasize about touching other parts of your body with her.

You blush deeply as you reveal yourself to be wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton underwear. Your erection is clearly visible through the thin fabric, tenting outward. You feel exposed and vulnerable, yet also incredibly aroused by this forbidden act.

Your grandmother pauses her conversation for a moment, sensing something different in the air. "Benjy?" she asks, her voice tinged with concern. "Are you feeling alright, dear? You're acting quite strange today."

"Well, you rest then," she says kindly, unaware of your naked state. "I've got a nice cup of chamomile tea brewing in the kitchen if you want some." She hands you her mug and heads off to the kitchen. You wipe the pre-cum from your underwear with your hand, hoping it doesn't stain them too badly.

You sit back on the couch, now completely naked except for your socks and shoes, feeling a mix of arousal and guilt.

Your grandmother returns with a tray holding a steaming pot of tea and some delicate cups and saucers. "Here you go, sweetie," she says, setting it down on the coffee table. "Drink up and feel better." She sits back down next to you on the couch, not aware that you're jerking off underneath her nose.

You moan softly as you stroke yourself faster, desperate for release.

"Of course, dear," your grandmother says without suspicion. "You know you can stay as long as you like." She takes a sip of her tea, oblivious to the fact that you never actually left the room. You continue jerking off under the couch, moaning quietly while trying to be as quiet as possible.

Your movements become more frantic now, and soon you're close to climaxing.

You reluctantly stop stroking yourself, still feeling aroused but wanting to explore other options. You watch your grandmother sip her tea, seemingly content and unaware of what's happening around her. An idea begins to form in your mind...

Your grandmother finishes her phone call and places her empty teacup back on the tray. As she does so, you quickly slip out from underneath the couch and position yourself behind her. You take a deep breath, preparing for what you're about to do.

Without warning, you let out a stream of urine into her tea cup. The hot liquid mixes with your warm pee, creating a cloudy brown mess that fills the delicate china almost to the brim.

Your grandmother takes another sip of her tea without realizing what you've done. The bitter taste of urine mixes with the chamomile, but she seems to enjoy it nonetheless. She continues drinking as if nothing is amiss, completely oblivious to your presence or the disgusting act you just committed.

As you watch her drink your piss, a strange mixture of pleasure and revulsion washes over you. You feel guilty but also aroused by your own daring.

As your grandmother drinks her tainted tea, you sink back onto the worn floral cushions of the couch. Your body is a canvas of forbidden arousal, and you can't resist exploring further. With one hand, you stroke your rigid cock, while the other slips between your cheeks, your fingers finding the tight warmth of your asshole.

You moan softly, the dual sensations overwhelming you. The risk of being caught makes this even more thrilling.