Mittwoch, 21. Juni 2017

Sarah visits her grandfather

My Grandfather is now 68, in good health but age is definitely taking it's toll on him.  He's 5'7", about 160 lbs, and balding with a little hair left.  Ever since I was a little girl he always could make me laugh.  But for some reason despite the fact that I'm now 27 I had never visited him on my own.  However, in early June I was talking to my mother and she thought it would be a good idea if I stopped in and spent a few days with him.  I wasn't sure about it, not that I had anything against him but I was just really busy at the time.  However, we all know how mom's can be, and shortly thereafter I agreed to visit him.  A week later I was driving the 4 hours that it takes to get to his old, 2 bedroom, 2 bath house in the country. 

When I pulled up in his driveway I was wearing a jean skirt that came down to around my thighs, a pair of blue cotton panties, a spaghetti strap shirt and a white bra underneath with a pair of flip flops.  The heat was pretty bad and as I got out of the car my grandfather walked out of the front door, wearing a pair of jeans, a button up faded plaid shirt, and a pair loafers.  He smiled and managed his way down the front door steps, "Hey there, you!"

I smiled, "Hi grandpa!," walked over and gave him a hug and a kiss on his cheek. "How've you been?"

He laughed, "Oh, I'm still alive, that's something at my age, huh?"

I couldn't help but grin, "your quite a trooper."  He turned and led me into the house, I was carying a small suitcase with my laptop and some clothes.

"I fixed up the other room so it should be good enough for my lil' princess to sleep in."

"Awww, granddaddy I don't think I've been called that in....God, years.  I always knew you were a charmer."  

He smiled, "Oh you should've seen me in my days!  But, that was then.  The question now is what do you want for dinner?"

"Hmmm....what do you have?"

He thought for a moment, "Well...hotdogs and...hotdogs."

I laughed, "then hotdogs it is."  He turned and went into the kitchen and I went into the guest room to put down my suitcase.  I noticed that the place was a bit run down, but afterall he was the only one who lived there.  I heard him putting the hotdogs on the grill in the kitchen and was on my way there when I passed his room.  I wasn't going to stop, but I saw something protruding from under his matress...a magazine.  I couldn't help but be curious and when I lifted the matress there were at least 10 Playboys and hustlers stuffed under there in apparently a hurry.  I couldn't resist myself and walked into the kitchen with a few of them.  

"Granddaddy, why do you have these?"

He turned around and I could see the discomfort on his face.  "Oh those, well, I've had them for years....you know, from back in my days."  He tried to pass it off with a quick laugh.

 Call me cruel, but I was after all curious why an old man would have porn...I honestly didn't think he could still get an erection, let alone get off.  "Well, these two are from last month."  I held up a Playboy and a Hustler.

 It was obvious he was getting a bit flustered and even more embarassed, "well Sarah, I'm a grown man and honestly....well, I don't have that kind of company anymore."

I grinned, "you mean...ladies?" 

He nodded, "Well of course that's what I meant." I was suddenly realizing why it was a good idea for me to never go to my grandfather's house alone.  While I was just being my curious self, he was taking offense.

"But granddaddy, it's not like you can still...well....you know."  That really seemed to wind him up.

 "Of course I can, I might be old but I'm not imputent!"

The grill's timer then beeped, signaling that the hotdogs were ready.  Why I did what I did next I have no idea, maybe it's an affect of having relations with your brother for 3 years, but I stood up, walked over to the grill, put a hotdog in a bun, turned around and handed him the hotdog and the Hustler.  

With a grin on my face I said, "ok, then prove it."

At first he didn't understand, then I could see by the way he was sweating that he was very uncomfortable with the siutation.  "Sarah, I....you can't want me to...do that."

 I smiled, "well I don't think you can, but if you do it, I'll...," and that's when it hit me what I had just asked him to do, but I wasn't about to back down, "I'll eat the hotdog with all of it on it."  Then in a dismal failure to keep the mood lighthearted I said, "and if you can't, then you have to watch girl movies until midnight with me."

But there was no humor on his face.  I thought for sure he'd refuse at that point, but he really wanted to prove that he still could do it.  He turned around and walked down the hall to the bathroom.

As I sat and waited at the kitchen table I could hardly believe that I was actually putting him through this, just to prove himself.  But the longer I waited and minute after minute went by the thought became intriguing, then thrilling, and by the time the door to the bathroom opened I could hardly wait to see if he'd done it.  

He walked down the hall with possibly the biggest smile he'd ever had on his face.  He stopped infront of the table and showed me a hotdog that had been completely coated in some of the thickest cum I've ever seen.  Now it was his turn to laugh.

 "Didn't think your old grandpa had it in him, huh?"

My mouth was nearly hanging open as I stared at this hotdog soaked in his semen.  But I wasn't about to back down.  I reached up and took it out of his hand.  

His smile sort of faded as I took it, "Princess, you know you don't have to do that."

I gave him a half smile, "Aw, don't spoil the moment for yourself.  Your going to get to watch someone eat your cum."

 He just looked at me as I held the cum soaked food in my hand.  "What happened to my little princess?"  At that point I knew I could end this, or take it so much farther.  

"She got fucked," I said.  And with those words I lifted it to my mouth and took a huge bite.  Immediately the taste of his thick semen overpowered the taste of the hotdog.  The bun had gotten soggy from all of the cum, but I took bite after bite, savoring the taste.  The whole time his eyes were glued as he watched his own grand-daughter eat his cum.

I finished it to the last bite, and he was still staring in disbelief.  The moment seemed to linger, and nothing was said, so I stood up, fixed him a plate and tried to act like nothing terribly unusual had just occurred, but through the rest of dinner, I could tell it had done something to him to watch that.  I thought that maybe I'd completely freaked him out, or maybe he was feeling guilty for doing it, but that night, I gave him a hug goodnight and went to my room.  I sat there, remembering the taste of his cum in my mouth.  I took a quick shower, wondering what he was doing in his room at that moment, then got out, dried off, put on a pair of my old cheerleading shorts with no panties, a tight white t-shirt, no bra and climbed into bed.  I reached over and turned off the lamp.  For at least fifteen minutes I laid there, unable to go to bed, then I heard foodsteps in the hall.  They came to a stop outside my door and I knew he was just on the otherside. 

The doorknob turned slowly and he pushed it open slowly.  I reached over and turned on the light, and there, standing in my doorway was my grandfather, completely nude.  His old body slightly hunched over.   I looked down at his crotch,and there, dangling was his flacid wrinkled old cock, hanging at least 4 inches and to either side his balls.  I know all of this may sound disgusting, and believe me, it was, but at that moment I had never wanted anyone to fuck me more.  This was the man who had known me since i was a little girl, who had given me birthday presents and christmas presents every year.  Who had helped pay my tuition in college.  And by the look on his face and in his eyes I knew it didn't matter if I wanted to or not, he was going to have sex with me.

I pushed of the covers and slowly stood up, as he began to walk over to me I lifted the shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor.  He stopped, looking at his grand-daughter's breasts that he hadn't seen in years.  Then I slid the cheer shorts down to the floor and stepped out of them.  We stood there, looking at eachother's completely nude bodies.  My young, firm, body, and his old wrinkled one.  I gave him a smile and motioned for him to sit down on the bed.  

"You know you look just like your mom when you smile."  He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.  I moved infront of him and dropped down to my knees between his legs.  

I grinned, "Well I doubt mom ever did this for you."  He smiled.

"No, she didn't."  I reached up and took his soft cock in my hand, then without taking my eyes from his, leaned forward and ran my tongue along it's shaft.  Instantly I felt blood begin to pulse into it.  I did it again and again.  Then, lifting it up, I leaned down and began to lick and suck his balls.  His moans spurred me on.  The more he moaned the more passionately I used my mouth on his cock and balls.  Within moments his shaft was rock hard and standing at an easy 7 inches.  I was stroking it with one hand and sucking on it with my mouth.  I looked up into his eyes once more and could see a savage hunger in them.  I stood up slowly and he motioned for me to sit on the bed.  I did as he asked, but he said "No, on your stomach."

Once more I did as I was told, rolling over on my stomach so that my ass was in the air, I felt him get down on his knees behind me and spread my legs.  Then I knew why.  He buried his face in my ass.  Licking my pussy, then my ass, and back and forth.  

"OHHH FUCK GRAND DADDY!"  I moaned as I felt my pussy becoming drenched with my juices and I knew what was about to happen.  

"Look out!  I'm going to cum Grand-daddy!"  Whether he didn't know or didn't care, I have no idea.  But when I came and my pussy gushed out it's juies he didn't stop, but instead opened his mouth and let them spray in.  I looked back and saw him drink an entire mouthful of my cum.

Now he knew I was ready for his monster.  He got back up on his feet, and keeping me bent over the bed, pressed the head of his cock against my pussy.  With a grunt and a push, I felt the large head slip inside me.
"OHHHHH FUCK GRAND-DADDY!!!!!!"  He began pounding it in and out, in and out.  Again, and again, and again!  

"OHHHH SARAH!  Damn sweet heart, your so tight!"  

I moaned so loud and felt another orgasm approaching.  Quickly it built up inside me until my pussy clenched around his huge shaft and another wave of juices sprayed out.  

"God Sarah!  You fucking cum alot!"

He reached around and started fondling my breasts.  Pinching and twisting my nipples until I squealed in pain.  I was amazed at how long he was lasting.  Especially considering how long it had been since he'd been with a real woman.  I felt him pull out and thought that maybe he was about to cum, but instantly knew I was mistaken.  I felt the large head, lubed in my own juices suddenly pressed against my asshole.  Had it been anyone else I would have cried for them not to, but for some reason I was ready to lose my anal virginity to my grandfather.

I guess he could feel my apprehension because he started very slow.  He began putting more and more pressure and I could feel the head start to stretch my ass.  I had to bury my face in a pillow as I felt the pain tear through my body.  Then he was inside me.  Just the head but he was giving me time to adjust.  Then he slowly began to push farther in.  Slowly, slowly until he had at least 4 inches in.  Then he started to slide in, and out.  After a minute or so he started to pick up speed. 

I gasped as he started thrusting in, more and more, harder and faster, until he was pounding it in and out.  All I could do was lay there and let him enjoy his first fuck in years.  His moans became faster and louder.  And even for him I knew it was that time.

He suddenly pulled out, "Sarah, get on your knees sweetheart!"

I was relieved to have his cock out of my ass and quickly did as I was told, but instantly realized what he wanted done as he stood there, with his rigid shaft pointed at my face.  

With a good bit of apprehension I leaned forward, put a hand around his cock and then took it in my mouth.

"MMM, that's right princess, suck it good!"  Despite the taste, it was still nice to have it back in my mouth.  I slid my mouth down on the shaft until I felt it press against the back of my throat.  Then I began sliding my mouth back and forth on it, using my tongue to lick the bottom of the shaft.  I looked up into his eyes, and he looked back.  I felt his cock begin to throb and heard him moan and say,

"Ahhhh, yesssss, here I cum Sarah!  Get ready sweet heart!"  I braced myself for the flood I knew would be coming, and then his cock pulsed and a thick heavy jet blast of cum shot into my mouth, followed by another, and another, and another!  I had to swallow before it filled my mouth completely.  I eagerly swallowed the thick heavy cum of my grandfather until with one last spurt it was over.  I swallowed the last bit and took my mouth off of his cock.  He leaned back and sat down on the bed.  I climbed up next to him and did the same.  I smiled over at him.

"You know Grandpa, that might've been the best fuck I've ever had."  He smiled and leaned over, putting an arm around me.

"You were the best I've ever had Sarah."  I smiled back at him, then got up and brushed my teeth.  By the time I got back into bed he was already asleep so I laid next to him and slept.  

The next day we fucked again, but this time I recorded it to give him something more interesting to masturbate to in the future.  

We spent most of the next few days naked, in one sexual act or another, or just watching eachother masturbate.  I'm now 27 years old, and I've never, ever, had better sex in my live than I did with my Grandfather that week.

Mittwoch, 10. Mai 2017

My Naughty Uncle Lee

Written by copper_wolf

Uncle Lee was my mom's friend, and since I was a toddler I was used to him coming over to the house. He wasn't a "real" uncle in any way as he wasn't family, but he had known my mom since they were children, and he was in his early 60's I guess. He'd started coming over a lot more often after my parent's divorce, and I'd always thought of him as a second dad, and I also secretly had a terrific crush on him. He seemed to know it, encourage it even, but he didn't leer at me like the boys at school, or stare at my breasts. Sometimes, especially as my late teens turned into adulthood, I'd catch him looking at me with a kind of hunger that was almost palpable, and every so often I'd catch him admiring my butt out of the corner of my eye. He would always act embarrassed or apologize saying he was thinking of something else. He was quite attractive, 5’8” tall, around 220 pounds, white hair and brown eyes. And even from when I'd been a child he'd already had a touch of silver in his hair, or so I'd remembered it.

I didn't see much of him during my college years although he'd help me move in and out of each dorm room, and his ear was always receptive when I had a fight with my boyfriend, or my goldfish died, or if I just wanted to talk. He'd always call me sweetie-bear, and he always made me feel special.

Things changed after I graduated. A few weeks into summer I'd got a job and moved into my first apartment, and Uncle Lee dropped by for a visit because I'd asked him to help me move some furniture around. That took all of five minutes and then he brought out a bottle of wine as a housewarming gift because he knew I loved a glass of zin in the afternoon. He even thought to get it chilled, so I grabbed two glasses and we sat on opposite sides of my new sofa. Within the space of half an hour, we'd drunk it up entirely, and giggled slightly about it. I caught him looking at me and then turning away. He'd been staring at my breasts and that caught me a little by surprise.

Let me see if I can remember the rest, it all seems like a dream.

It was then I noticed the room seemed unusually hot. I'm also feeling a little naughty and decide to tease him a little, so I pull my top down to my shoulders, exposing the bra straps, and a slightly inappropriate amount of real estate. Uncle Lee didn't seem to notice, but he stood up to get the television remote. But he turned off the TV, and sat back on the sofa right next to me, close but not quite touching. He put his arm around me and leaned in, like he's going to whisper something in my ear. But I still feel heady from the wine, and impulsive, and uninhibited, and instead of listening for a secret, I quickly turn my face to him, and give him a quick, moist kiss on the mouth. I close my eyes. A sober part of me has time to think, What the hell am I doing?

But nothing happens, and after a moment I open my eyes again, expecting to share an awkward laugh. But the look on his face is suddenly serious and he's looking right into my eyes with smoldering lust. He licks his lips as if tasting my kiss, his mouth slightly open. He puts his hand around the back of my neck and draws my face close.

The kiss that comes isn't a peck on the cheek and after a few experimental, quick lip to lip, lingering touches, I feel his warm tongue rub tentatively but firmly against my lips. I yield, relaxing my lips and instantly he begins to explore my mouth. Within seconds, it's plunged in deeply and I gasp at the earnestness of his attention, sinking as he presses forward. I'm being pressed into the sofa, sliding down onto my back as my mouth opens to more and more of Uncle Lee's attention. I feel a sudden gush into my panties as I realize this is for real, OMG where is this going? My sober mind tells me to pull away but my body won't let me as Uncle Lee puts his hand inside my bra. This is so hot, I realize, a little guiltily, and I can feel my panties becoming soaked. Under Uncle Lee's touch, my top and bra slide off effortlessly and I wonder how my bra even got unhooked. "Yes," I helplessly whisper as his hands start to move to cup and stroke my breast, lightly pinching my attentive nipples. Yes, this is something I have fantasized about, is it real? I pinch myself mentally.

Uncle Lee's mouth is on my neck and moving down slowly, tasting I and licking the drops of salty perspiration that seems to have come on with the increasing wetness between my legs and the stark, exciting-scary realization of what I'm doing. Where will this stop? When his mouth nips at my hardened nipple I arch my back helplessly as he pushes me back on the sofa. His mouth closes over my breast and his tongue lingers on my nipple that's gotten as hard as a frozen blueberry. I melt in his mouth.

As his tongue works on my other hard lump, my curious hand brushes against his shorts and his firm manhood throbs slightly against my hand while he says, "That's my sweetie bear, Uncle Lee won't hurt you." I look up a little wild eyed but enjoying it, naughtily, breathless. I raise my hips and he pulls down my skirt, and then feels inside my panties.

He licks his fingers and slides them firmly around the warm place between my labia. The warm, sticky fluid gushes out all over his hand. He brings it out and it my juices stretch out like a stringy egg white, much to my own embarrassment. He licks them, smiles, and offers me a chance to taste my own sex from his sticky hand. As I lick it off his finger, he smiles lasciviously. "Sweetie Bear, you naughty girl, you want to see Uncle Lee's little friend, don't you?" No, right? Yes, I admit to myself, I DO want this, even though I know I shouldn't; my body gives my mind no chance to disagree. Mesmerized, I look up into his hungry green eyes and slowly nod once. He unbuckles his belt, unzips his pants, all the while smiling at me, and his cock springs out. It's about 7 inches, as hard as a wooden pole and it's as fat as a banana except for the wide helmet which must be more than 2 inches wide. As I look, a drop of clear fluid comes out the tip and slowly drips down, leaving a string just like my own pussy juice. It slowly runs down the inside of my thigh. He takes his cock in his hand and lightly strokes it.

"Now, Sweetie Bear, you've seen it appear; why don't we see how fast the two of us can make it disappear?" Suddenly, I'm a little scared again, he's bigger than my boyfriend was. A lot bigger. Will that thing really fit into me? I almost start to sit up, half-heartedly resisting, but a greater part of me wants to see, to feel, if it fits. Yeah, I want this, even if it's wrong. Is it wrong? It hits me, no wonder Uncle Lee came around the house all the time, he was fucking my mom! How naïve could I have been? My imagination runs wild, did he pinch and nibble her breasts like he's doing to me right now? Did he plunge that big cock in her? Did he cum in her pussy? Did he seduce her on this same sofa? But instead of making me resist, or feel angry or disgusted, I feel incredibly hot. My mom obviously liked it, Uncle Lee was around all the time. Fucking my mom. Ha! Now it's my turn. My vagina contracts in anticipation, and more juice runs down my leg.

Uncle Lee, completely unaware of my internal struggle, but accepting my silence as approval, gently pushes me back on the sofa, and I lie there slightly breathless, waiting, hoping to be impaled. He spreads my legs apart. But instead of that two inch helmet, I feel his tongue gently lick all around my pussy. He's going slow, but his tongue misses nothing and my body gushes in response, now soaking his face and the sofa cushions. My vagina feels like it's aching for something and I feel myself coming to a climax. He seems to know exactly what my body is doing, and he slows, he... slows. Oh yes. Each light stroke of his tongue, gentle movement of his fingers just takes me a tiny bit closer to climax, but not all the way. I moan at his teasing but he keeps going maddeningly slow, teasing me, stroking the sides, above, below, only making the briefest of touches, almost as if by accident, against my clitoris.

Finally, waves start in my stomach and speed throughout my body as I shudder and arch my back, locking up all my muscles. My thighs grip his head tightly, and I put my hands on the back of his head, pulling his face onto my pussy, trying to grind my clitoris against his teasing tongue. My vagina contracts in slow waves. "Oh, oh oh, oh," is all I can grunt as I cum all over Uncle Lee's face and hands, soaking him with a seemingly endless gush of juice. Uncle Lee murmurs, "I love the taste and smell of your pussy, it's like fresh flowers, a fertile field of clover."

Spent, I relax completely, slightly breathless, letting go of Uncle Lee and I take a deep breath. I suddenly notice that he's now eye to eye with me, and his look of wolfish hunger demands satisfaction. A thrill goes through my body; I'm ready for more. I grin, fiendishly. I spread my legs wider for Uncle Lee and aim my hips up at the telephone pole that's hanging over my pussy, the reddish knob glistening with more of his sticky pre-cum fluid. He takes some of my copious juice and rubs it up and down the length of his cock. He whispers, hoarsely, "You know Bear, I've always thought you were hot, and I've always wanted to screw your brains out, since you were eighteen." Under other circumstances and less wine I'd have said, "Well duh," but in my excited state It's too much and I just want it. I respond, huskily, "Do me. Now."

His big cock approaches my moist pussy slowly, as we both savor the moment. As it touches, then slowly presses against my tight opening, I can't help but push up and my labia expands. And expands, taking the helmet in. As it pushes through my opening, it pops through and the rest slides in part way. I gasp, OMG, he's big. He keeps going, slowly, and he's moaning slightly, looking into my eyes. His dick pushes into me like the plunger of an air pump, slowly, tightly, deeply, missing nothing, taking up every bit of space inside me, and stretching a little more. But he's only halfway.

It's too much, and he's going too slow! I want him to hurry before I pass out, I'm already seeing stars. I reach up and put my hands on his lower back, and wiggle my hips, wrapping my legs around him. Then with a powerful tightening of my legs, I suddenly draw him into me. I DO see stars this time. OH SHIT! YES! This time, it's his turn to gasp, "Oh Sweetie Bear, you naughty girl! God, you feel so incredible! You're so tight inside!" Secretly grinning at turning the tables on Uncle Lee, I tighten my strong thighs around him, locking him in an iron embrace. And tighten. And finally, our pubic hair mingles and I know he's in all the way. I feel the heat of him against me, and the refreshing coolness of his ball sack pressing my entrance. I realize I was holding my breath and let it out in one gasp. "Oooooh! Yessssss."

I feel entirely filled up like a stuff sack, overflowing as my vagina stretches out to accommodate him. I've never felt so full. I relax my leg lock and he begins to slide in and out, slowly, very slowly, and the immense friction from the tight fit is overwhelming. I just came a few minutes ago, but already I know that this stimulation is going to result in another massive climax, and soon.

I writhe under his strokes, and look into his eyes. He's staring gently but playfully into my eyes. We're both really enjoying this! Why didn't we do it sooner? I tighten my legs around him. He groans, "Oh, you're so tight, I can feel your pussy clamping me like a vise." He begins to screw me from slightly different angles, each one touching a new part of my womanhood that he hadn't touched before, maybe nobody had touched before, certainly not my last boyfriend. My body answers; I grind and twist back against him, feeling the stirrings of my orgasm. Uncle Lee moves faster and faster, and it's building up to a strong climax. I don't want it to end, it feels so good. Maybe we could make this a regular thing, why DIDN'T we ever do this before? Then a horrible thought comes to my mind, I know exactly why I didn't do this before! I'm an idiot! I put my palms on Uncle Lee's chest and push at him, none too gently. "Uncle Lee! Stop! I'm not on birth control! Don't cum in me!"

Uncle Lee seems not to notice at first, his eyes are closed and his slow fucking continues unabated; my palms might as well be pressing against a bull. But he slows for a moment, looking gently back into my eyes. "When was your last period Sweetie Bear?" Even as my body continues responding to his slower thrusts, he stops and then pulls out gently with a wet pop. My body sighs in disappointment. I have trouble remembering. "Last week? Yeah, I just finished on Sunday." Today's Friday. Uncle Lee smiles, "It's OK honey, you're fine. You won't ovulate for another week. Now turn around on all fours for your dirty Uncle Lee 'cause I've got a hot present for you that's been six years coming!"

I nod my head, and climb down on the floor, resting my arms on the sofa cushion and my head on a pillow. I relax and spread my legs wider for my naughty gift from Uncle Lee. I'm already so juicy and stretched that this time when he presses his member against my pussy, instead of pausing slightly, it slips suddenly in like a wet cork. I gasp slightly as this time, it's in DEEP in this position. As Uncle Lee speeds up, I can feel his head pressing deeply into me, stretching me out completely. Lustfully, I push back on him, this time feeling his cool ball sack thump against my pussy. I don't want to stop and am happy when he starts moving at different angles again. It's stimulating me from all directions and I move back against him instinctively at alter angles to get just the right friction. Up, down, fast, slow, zigzag, hard, soft, left, right. There, and there, his fat penis rubs my g spot. Oh yes! Uncle Lee wraps his arms around me, one hand squeezing my breasts and nipples and the other rubbing my clitoris, his hot breath blowing across my shoulders. He speeds up his thrusts and I can no longer match his thrusts, his weight and power press me deeply into the sofa, impaling me on his eager cock like an insect pinned to a display.

As I melt under him, Uncle Lee's cock rubs indirectly on my g-spot and I feel the waves building, coming from my belly and moving into my chest and vagina. I'm going to cum, and cum big. I want to cum on Uncle Lee's cock so bad! Uncle Lee is also breathing hard, and he's thrusting harder than before, grunting with each thrust as I can feel his balls slapping against me. I want to cum with him! Please! My body begins to tense up. The sofa is hitting the wall and I giggle that Mrs Polenski next door might be listening to everything. That's more of a turn-on than a turn off. The pounding of the sofa knocks the calendar off the wall and my neat black X marks tell me absentmindedly that today is August 15.

After a brief pause when the calendar falls, Uncle Lee renews his fucking and begins slamming into my hips so hard now that my face is pressed into the pillow. Wait? August 15? My period started on August 1. That means... I cry out into the pillow, muffled, "Uncle Lee! Stop, stop! No! Please stop! I have to stop! I'm ovulating!" I struggle but can't move as Uncle Lee has me locked firmly in his embrace, impaled on his massive flag pole, holding my arms. But something does get through to him; he responds, "I know honey! It feels so fucking good! Your baby cunt is the best I've ever had! Here it comes! Here comes my present! Uncle Lee's hot cum!"

Uncle Lee's body tenses up very tightly, his 200 pound frame crushing me helplessly into the sofa like I'm nothing more than a giant plush toy. Uncle Lee pushes in deep and stops. I feel his balls against my pussy retract. I feel his pelvis buck and his dick recoils inside me like a huge navy gun on a battleship, his penis and sack throbbing hard with each blast.

SQUIRT! Oh no! The power of the shot is intense, and hot; I can actually feel it splashing, deep in my vagina.

SQUIRT! No, no NO! Another shot of hot cum, surely it must be going straight into my uterus.

Squirrrrrt! A longer and slower one this time, but no sign of stopping. Oh no, what have I done?

But something touches me at that moment. In an instant, thoughts fly through my head. This was my biggest fear, and now that it's happened, there isn't anything I can do about it. And getting pregnant to my Uncle Lee is somehow very sexy and naughty. Uncle Lee is strong and sensual, and I love screwing him, in fact I hope it happens again. I want a man like that for my baby's father anyway! So what the hell! I might as well enjoy my forbidden sex act. Forbidden! Ha! Little old me, who doesn't even get parking tickets, fucking my uncle like a street whore! And you don't get pregnant every time. Yes! I want this, I want his delicious cream pie inside me! And just like that I relax back into Uncle Lee who hasn't noticed anything at the moment except the massive load he is creaming my pussy with. But I push back against him and flex my pelvic muscles against him. He groans, using my name "Oh God Maggie!" I smile, wickedly.

Squirrrrt! Four? Good God the man is a fucking firehose! Oh Yes! Another pulse in my vagina and the waves of pleasure, enhanced by the forbidden feeling, return in a grand slam and my own powerful orgasm tightens my muscles. My vagina pulses and squeezes around Uncle Lee's still hot, still big, throbbing cock. Uncle Lee shouts hoarsely, "Oh Sweetie Bear! I can feel you cumming! Oh yes, oh yes honey! Cum hard on your Uncle's dirty cock!" Now his hips buck and he squirts again and again, his balls slapping against my puss, but the last few shots seem to be dry.

I lose count of the number and I am past caring except that his cock is still throbbing tightly inside of me. It feels so good that everything else doesn't matter. He finally stops and I hold my position, pressing back against him for a few moments, wiggling my ass. Then as his cock finally begins to shrink and falls out, we both roll onto the floor with me lying on top of him. The warmth of his body is like a furnace. I can still feel his cock shrinking under my stomach and I can also feel large gobs of fluid leaking out of my stretched and sore vagina. We enjoy cuddling for a few minutes as we both catch our breath.

Uncle Lee grins, "Hey, let's get a look at that cream pie, huh!" I get back on my fours and turn around and he takes a picture on my phone and hands it to me. I see a misshapen, red vagina, with gobs of white cream leaking out everywhere and dripping down my leg. I put my hand down and wipe what must be a teaspoon or more with my hand, and then absently thinking, I lick it. Salty and sweet, like him. Uncle Lee speaks again, "Wow, we sure did a number on your sweet cunny, didn't we?" Unable or unwilling to tell Uncle Lee that he just maybe impregnated me, I just nod as we both stand up and I feel more sperm drip out and down my legs. Maybe it didn't make it inside me too far, or I won't ovulate on time, or it'll leak out. Who cares?

Uncle Lee senses my anxiety even if for the wrong reasons, "You don't mind, do you Sweetie Bear? It's what we both wanted, right? I didn't mean to force..." I give him a big smile and wrap my arms around him. "Oh yes, Uncle Lee, exactly what I wanted. Exactly what I needed." His tension melts off of him and I continue, "Yes, let's do this again, let's do it again soon." This gives him a sincere relieved smile. He dresses, kisses me and leaves. I sit in a chair and take a first-hand look at my pussy. The white gobs are no longer coming out but I'll have to wear a panty liner all day to soak up Uncle Lee's cream pie. I thinkt of taking a shower, but decide against it. Uncle Lee's cream will drip out of me all day and only I will know about the forbidden sex in my apartment, my little dirty secret. And if I do end up pregnant, what then? Why if it's a boy, maybe I'll name it Lee.


Mittwoch, 22. März 2017

Finger Fucking

So it was one hot summer day and my parents had left the city and had left me alone with my grandparents. I was so pissed I saw what was coming for me just a stupid boring day. My grandma and grandpa are about 67 years of age so they didn't really do much.

For my inconvinience my grandma said she had to go over to a friends house and invited me I quickly said no. She said it was ok and left. My grandpa was sitting down watching tv and all of a sudden fell asleep. I at my teenage years was lusting about boys and saw that my grandpas dick was hanging out I became horny and left to their room and started fingering myself I couldn't take it no more I needed a real dick to fill me in. So I decided to seduce my grandpa. He was half awake and I started to rub his cock gently he then suddenly buldged his eyes open and told me I couldn't be doing that because I was his grand daugter but I ignored and continued. To my surpise his 9 inch cock got hard and this made me wet. I wanted to suck his dick and so I did he tried to push away but I just kept on going I then felt his upward motion he was enjoying it just as I was. I then screamed gimme more grandpa gimme more.

He then rammed the whole nine inches into me and to my surprise I didn't gag. I then layed down on the couch with my legs far apart my grandpa then got the point that I wanted hin to eat me up so he gently tickled my clit with his tongue it felt so0o0o good. He then stuck it all in and I felt waves of pleasure. After about 10 good minutes of tongue fucking I cummed all over grandpas face. He smiled and made me lick it all off. I did and it taste so good. After this my cunt was still wet and I asked my granpa if he was tired and he answered "not quite yet". I was happy to hear that since I was still horny. I then lead granpas hand to my pussy he started by rubbing my clit I moaned "mmmm" it felt like heaven. He then parted my lips with his fingers and stuck one in "mm" two "mmm" three "mmmm" then finally his whole fist was inside me I was screaming like crazy...I humped it for about 5 minutes it was awesome.

After this session I kneeled down and my granpa knew that I wanted him to fuck me so he dragged himself towards me and I felt his hand guide his cock into my now wet cunt. He slowly managed to put it in I moaned out of satisfaction he then sped his motion he then was ramming but I still wanted more in me I yelled "ram me harder harder baby please im begging fuck me fuck me nice and hard fuck me uhhhhh fuck me harder harder" he did as I said he then laid me down on the floor and started to fuck me in slow motion he was old and couldn't really speed up in this position so I decided to roll so that now I would be on top. I began to ride him slowly then faster and harder until I felt tears in my eyes because it began to hurt. I didnt care and continued. After this we did the 69 position in which I made my grandpa cum in my mouth.... I really wanted to feel how cum felt on the pussy so I let granpa rest and then I started to lick his balls and his 9 incher became rock hard again.

I then told him that I wanted to sit on it so he said "go right ahead baby girl" and so I did I jumped up and down up and down...he then lifted me up with his cock still in me and took me to kitchen he slid his penis out..then replaced it with an apple oh my god it felt great...

I then felt a little tickling motion on my ass and it was the head of his penis I had never done anal so I was nervous but I let him slide it in I yelped "it hurts" he covered my mouth and slid all nine inches in it hurt but after a few ins & outs it felt awesome... my granpa then said he was ready to cum and so I said I wanted it in the pussy he refused because said I might get pregnant I scolded him and I told him I was to horny to care and so he did he pumped in and out in and out I was so exhausted but then I felt my pussy tighten and I knew it was time for me to cum so I wrapped my legs tight on my grandpas waist forcing more of him into me he was sweating and closed his eyes ramming his dick so far upp my pussy I screamed and then we both had our orgasm.

We stood their with his cock in me but then unfortunately he slid it out ;( now that my grandma has passed away whenever I go to my grandpas house when my parents need to go out for their buisness trips im always naked so that my granpa can stuff his dick into me whenever he wants... and I love it.

Mittwoch, 8. März 2017

Grandpa Fuck in Cali

My story takes place last summer after I graduated. Being an 18 year old from the Midwest, I was ready to take on new adventures. My friend invited me to take a trip with her to California for a week. Of course I agreed! She said we'd be staying with her grandfather. I'd met him before when he visited for holidays. He was a very silly and horny man. He always made jokes about how I was the beautiful friend and that I should go swimming in the pool with him. Whenever I would he'd always play jokes by untying the back of my bikini top and smacking my ass. I always laughed and played it off. He was a crazy old man right That's why I didn't mind too much when she said he worked all day and would only be there at night.

When he picked us up from the airport that night everything seemed fine. I sat in the back and he talked to my friend the whole ride. I just watched the city. It was beautiful! Then he took us to a fancy restaurant. I found a table in the corner and he sat down right beside me while my friend sat across. I didn't mind but the whole time he kept sliding his hand up my summer dress and I'd giggle and push it away. He laughed a little. I wasn't uncomfortable he was just playing.

When we arrived at the house it was pretty late so we didn't bother unpacking. There was only one guest bedroom so my friend said to share the bed with her. Suddenly her grandpa said no and that I could sleep on the couch. I didn't mind it was big and comfortable. She wasn't very happy about it but she wasn't going to say anything bad to her grandpa. So I went to her room to change real quickly. What I didn't realize was that the door was cracked open. I took off my dress and panties. Then I grabbed my lightest pink nightgown and put it over top of me. It was so much hotter here! When I turned around to grab my pillow I noticed her grandpa standing right there. He was staring at my body. I wasn't sure what to do so I played it off and gave him a smile. Then I walked past and my breasts rubbed against his chest a bit and lay down on the couch.

Later on that night I heard the creak of a door. I wondered if it was my friend but she always slept so deeply I wasn't sure but I kept my eyes closed just in case. Suddenly I heard someone walk right in front of me and stop. Then I felt someone sit down beside me. I opened my eyes thinking my friend was there but it was her grandpa! My heart started to race and when I opened my mouth to say something he quickly leaned over and put his hand over it. I wasn't sure what was going on but suddenly he said, "You'd better not make a sound. I don't want my granddaughter to wake up. Just let me touch you. I've had the urge to see you and touch you so don't ruin this." I wasn't sure what to do so I just waited to see what would happen. I watched as he took one hand and cupped my breast through the gown. Then he took the other hand from my mouth and held on to the other breast. His eyes were so full of desire that it happened so fast. He suddenly sat me upright (he was so strong) and pulled my gown over my head. In that moment I couldn't believe I was on his couch naked that I started to protest. He covered my mouth again.

"I said just let me touch you. I know you'll end up enjoying this. I've had some experience compared to the farm boys you have at home." I sat quietly as his hands traveled up my thighs and to my pussy. He just stroked the red lips and I noticed my breathing was harder. Was I enjoying this "I bet those boys have never done this to you before." He bent his head down and began licking my pussy. He was right! I'd never felt anything so good before. He knew all the right spots and suddenly this old man had me going. "You're getting wet. I told you you'd like it."

He brought his fingers to it now and massaged my clit before suddenly ramming them into me hard. I began to cry out from the wonderful pain and he suddenly stopped. He grabbed my breasts again and leaned very close to my face. "Don't say a word. Tomorrow night come into my room." Then he walked back to his room and closed the door.

I was so shocked! How could I feel so violated and yet amazing at the same time Part of me wanted to leave and yet part of me was craving more... I listened to the second part. I didn't need to wait for tomorrow night, I wanted it now. I snuck to his room and found him laying there with nothing on. He was surprised but ready. I crawled onto his bed still naked and spread my legs for him to take me.
"Oh not yet my pretty girl, you should be patient. I'm going to make you need my hard cock inside your tight pussy, not just want it." I could feel my heart pounding faster. What was he going to do to me He pulled me on top of him and began to lick my belly. It made me tingle so much that once I tried to slip him into me and he pulled my hair. "I didn't say it was time little girl." I nodded my head that I understood but I really wanted it.

Next he started to lick my nipples and while he did I ran my hand down his huge shaft. I couldn't believe how big it was. I wanted it inside of me so I gently moved my head down to see if he would want me to do it. He smiled and shoved my face to his cock. "Suck it like a lollipop girl. I'm sure you know how. My granddaughter told me you've done it before." I had done it before but none of the guys back home were so big. I began to lick the head before putting it in my mouth. That's when he grabbed my head with both hands and started bouncing my head off his cock. Surprisingly I didn't gag. I loved it and gave him what he wanted.

That's when it happened. He turned me on my back and began to slide his throbbing hard cock over my red wet pussy. I began to have a clitoral orgasm but before I could climax he stopped. He then rubbed over my breasts. They're very perky and my nipples were hard. He made my entire body ready and suddenly jammed his enormous piece inside of me. I sat up and grabbed onto his back but he pushed me back down and went in deeper. I wanted to cry out but couldn't because of my friend. He was going so fast, how did he have the energy Right when I thought I could take no more he pulled out and pushed my legs up beside my head. I'm a flexible girl so when he put himself up my ass I didn't mind at all. He supported himself on my legs and I played with my breasts. "Fuck me Grandpa!" I couldn't help it, I felt amazing. Nothing like this ever happened with the boys at home.

Suddenly I could feel him ready to cum but I said, "No! Cum inside my pussy. I want to feel you there." He couldn't believe what I'd just said. "But you might get pregnant little girl." I didn't care, I felt too good to let it bother me. So he let my legs fall back down and got on his knees. "I want to make this good for you." He lifted my hips and rammed his hard cock between my legs. I didn't scream this time. I grabbed the blankets instead and enjoyed every thrust. We rocked together for a few seconds and then it happened. I felt like I blacked out the feeling was so good. He held me there for another second then he dropped me.

He lay next to me on his stomach for a minute while he massaged and sucked on my breasts. Finally he said, "Why don't you sleep with my granddaughter tonight. You can just come in here tomorrow if you want." I was so excited that he wanted this to happen again. "Okay Grandpa, your little girl will be back to let you fuck her again." I gave him a kiss on the cheek and skipped out of the room. I slept good that night from being so tired so the next night I was well rested. We did it again every night I was there and I let him do whatever he wanted to me. My friend never found out and that's the way I wanted it. Every time he came to visit her I stayed over. Once we did it in the pool while she was at work. I have a boyfriend but he never gives me the satisfaction of my Grandpa lover.

Mittwoch, 22. Februar 2017

Step on it Grandpa

Written by eroticthoughts

I grew up in a dysfunctional family, my mother had me when she was a teen-ager and she had numerous b/f’s before she met, fell in love with, and married her current husband. We ended up living a crappy two level with a full basement including washer and dryer and a laundry shute that extended from both bathrooms on both levels( that was a big selling point), but it was a rickety old run down house

My mother’s husband’s father ( Grandpa Ed) came to stay with us when I was 18, I was still living there because I admit it I liked living rent-free and I did not want to go to college yet, plus I had a p/t job, so it’s not like I was totally mooching off of them. Ok maybe I was, but so what I was adorable and sweet, so I deserved it! 

My step-dad’s father had some money, so with him there the rent was always paid, as well as the ultities and there was always food, he was a big eater and was generous with his food, but even with those qualities he was an older creepy kind of guy. He was, I guess, in his seventies and he was a real pervert. If he was alone with me he would try to goose me everytime I’d bend over, I’d slap at his hand and he’ld laugh. 

He also had a huge collection of really explicit porn magazines and those magazines were always where I would see them, there would be one with a woman’s nude ass looking out at the viewer from the cover on the chair near the kitchen, in the bathroom would just happen to be a magazine opened to some woman spread eagled masturbating her wet shiny hairless pussy, or on the floor near my bedroom would be a torn out picture of some guy fucking a woman as she was bent over a chair, these magazines and pictures seemed to be around a lot, I would throw them in the trash , but those ones I tossed away or new ones would periodically reappear. After a while I got so used to them I didn’t even think about them.

Things only got worse, my mother had to work double shift and my step dad was away from home a lot, he claimed he was working, I knew he was at various strip clubs, word gets around in small towns and supposedly he was boinking some stripper named Louise. My mother turned a blind eye to it, I guess she felt she did not deserve better.

So very often I would be home alone with my Grandpa Ed and he just had a horny vibe about him.
One night I was washing myself in the shower when I just felt like I was being watched, I turned around and I swear I thought I saw the top of someone’s head duck down under the little slit of open window ( the cheap curtains curled up from the humidity of the shower and the window was always cracked open to prevent mold.) So there was an open space there, but I never paid much mind to it, until I saw that head.

However I had a sneaking suspicion it was Grandpa Ed that was peeping on me, the guy was getting more and more interested in me. He would often “accidently” walk in on me when I was peeing in the bathroom. I first would yell at him to go away, as I curled down over my lap, so he could not see anything. After a while he would just stand and gawk and not move, I would toss magazines at him. He’ld leave, but he’ld smile like a pervert.

And he would brush up against me, even when there was a lot of space around us. I tried to not be near him after a while.

One night I woke up feeling very weird like someone had touched me, I turned on the light, but there was no one around. I quickly put on my bathrobe and snuck into the hallway and down to Grandpa Ed’s bedroom, I very slowly and slightly cracked open the door, the light was still on and I saw him laying in his bed, hewas on his side facing the door and I saw his hard cock was exposed through his boxers, it was huge! And really stiff, sticking straight up as he laid there sleeping. I could not believe it, but when I saw that big old dick sticking out of the opening in his boxers I got wet, I mean really wet. I snuck back to my room and closed my door and laid down thinking about that big dick. I knew it was wrong, well not really since we were not blood relatives, but I did call him Grandpa Ed, oh I was very confused and excited. I admit it I rubbed myself because it turned me on, yeah I kept seeing that image until I orgasmed.. I knew I should not be wondering what it would feel like to have the old pervert fuck me, but it laid heavy on my mind.

Within a few days I stopped obsessing over his cock. My mother told me that she was going away on a business trip for two weeks, yeah right, I knew what that meant, she was probably going on a bender, she probably lost her job. She did that a lot.A week or two of partying then a new job.
She told me that Grandpa Ed was in charge, I had to do whatever he told me. I looked at him sitting on the couch and he had a really lecherous smile on his face. I swallowed and wondered what laid in store.

That night was normal, but I had a weird achy feeling in my pussy, it was making me horny and I had no control over it. I was sitting in the den with him and the energy was odd in there very sexual, if you ask me.

I decided to go to bed. I locked my door and put a chair with its back under the knob, as well as I locked my windows, pretty funny since I was on the second floor and unless he magically turned into some comic book hero there was no way was he going to be getting anywhere near my bedroom through the outside window.

I had a very restless sleep, I kept having filthy dreams about him and I would orgasm in my sleep and these dream orgasms were way more intense than any mastubatory orgams I had ever had, an aside here, I never orgasmed with any guys at that point in my life, I guess they just did not know how to hit my clit right. But when I rubbed myself… ohhhh I orgasmed alright! 

The next morning I got up and it was one of those terrible rainy days, just torrential rain and a steel grey cloud-filled sky. It was the kind of day where you just wanted to stay in bed or just watch tv.
I took my shower and threw my nightgown and panties down the hamper shute, I realized I had forgotten to bring a towel in with me and I had nothing to cover myself, I seriously thought of ripping down the shower curtain and wrapping myself in that, it was silly, but thankfully I spied a towel lying on the floor, it barely covered my ass and pussy, I figured I would tip-toe out, go down the hallway, up the steps and on to my bedroom. I put my ear to the door trying not to breath hard so I could see if Grandpa Ed was around. I heard nothing, I was ecstatic, I tip-toed/ran lightly and I made my way to the third or fourth step when I heard something, I turned around and there he was at the bottom step, damn I knew he saw my ass and pussy, he was smiling and licking his lips, but he was not looking at my face, I tried to move the towel and I could not believe it the whole stupid thing opened and started falling to the floor, I bent over and picked it up I ran nude up the steps as I tried to cover myself. I heard him walking quickly I ran in my room and frantically tried to lock the door, he pushed on it as I tried to close it.

He got in and I was nude and now unbelievably horny, I knew he was liking what he saw, I saw his pants bulged out in front, I remembered back to his big hard naked cock I saw sticking out of his boxers and I reaqlly started juicing up between my legs.

He went back to the door and locked it. Uh oh I wondered what was going to happen. He told me that I needed some punishment and he held me around my waist and carried/dragged me over to the bed. I was shaking and I was turned on. He told me to get on the bed that he was going to whip my ass. I had a b/f do that to me and I almost orgasmed from it, so even though I was scared I was excited too. I knelt on my knees and offered my ass to Grandpa Ed. First he just rubbed his wrinkled rough hands all over my ass cheeks, round and round, I knew my skin was like silk and I knew my pussy was swollen and dripping wet.

I knew he was really seeing me in a very raunchy erotic pose and that turned
me on greatly, over and over his hands felt my bare ass cheeks, he stopped touching my ass and he ran them up my back, over my arms, down my back, back onto my ass. I was aching for him to touch my pussy, my pussy was on fire and wet and my lips I knew were spread open for him I could feel they were not closed. He rubbed my hips and my thighs under my ass even caressed my calves and feet then back up my legs and finally he touched my pussy right in the open slit, right near my pussy hole, I jumped with arousal, he ran his finger up and down my soft wetness and my succulant silky steamy inner pussy skin, he then rubbed around the exterior of my pussy hole and finally he finger fucked me, he pushed his finger all the way in really slowly and when he was all the way in his two fingers under my ass and his palm over the top of my pussy he wiggled it, and he moved his palm over the top of my pussy, I moaned in pleasure, this was sooooo wrong but so horny!In and out his finger glided, my pussy insides were tight and wrapped around his finger. He took my juices and rubbed them on my ass cheeks, I was super wet.


He stopped I heard the sound of his belt buckle clanging and the sound of the belt running through the loops then I heard nothing. I was excited. Out of no where I felt that leather slap my ass, it was firm, yet not painful it was a sexy slap, he would slap then rub my ass with the leather themn slap over and over he did that. Then he picked up speed and did these firm yet gentle slaps on my ass it was so fast that he vibrated my pussy, he then pushed my back down, my tits were squished onto the sheets my chin was on the bed, making my ass stick up higher, now he spanked my little wet pussy lips with the belt, I was moaning in pleasure I knew I was going to orgasm my pussy got that super swollen feeling, my clit was now ultra sensitive and with a nice slap on my pussy with the belt I orgasmed, he must had known because I felt his finger in my pussy, I just pulasted around his finger.

He pulled his finger out and then I heard his pants unzip, he told me he was going to fuck my pussy good. He got on the bed behind me and tried pushing his cock in my very tight swollen pusy hole, he inched his way in, when he got all the way in he groaned. He held me around my hips and fucked my pussy over and over,I felt his hands tightly gripping my hips while his cock really went to town in my pussy. His balls were swinging I knew that because I could hear them moviong and sometimes they’ld slap at me, I was sooo wet that my pussy was slurping, that wet slurpy sound. He liked to pull out and rub his big hard dick under my pussy he’ld rub his head and shaft on my clit I’d tremble and say, “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” then he’ld pull back his dick and shove it in my pussy hole. 

Pull it out qick and hard, my pussy hole would close in response and he’ld rub my underside pussy and clity then back in for a hard pussy dip, mmm it felt so gooood. I knew he really liked my pussy when he said he hadn’t felt such a tight hot pussy in a long time and it felt so fucking good. He fucked me until he came, and when he came, it was intense his big hard cock was in so deep that he was touching my g-spot, so he came right against it, a hard gooey shot of cum that made me have the most intense orgasm I felt it to my toes,I felt my own pussy juices shoot back against him, I even spread my knees and arched my ass and pussy up at him, I curved my lower back so that I got an even sexier deeper sensation. I was so horny yet satisfied. He did a very slow pull out after a while.

He told me to lay down, I did, he laid his full body on top of mine, he cuddled his groin and flaccid cock and hairy pubes onto my bare smooth tight red from his belt spanking of me ass and we kind of rocked back and forth, he even rubbed the bottom of my feet with the top of his feet and his toes, damn it was sexy. Oh and the things that we did for those next two weeks, mmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Mittwoch, 18. Januar 2017

Grandpa's Babysitting Weekend

Written by Tim S.

My daughter and her husband asked if I could babysit their twin daughters while they went away on a very important business trip. I was shocked. My son in law knew of my incestuous relationship with his wife. We got passed the initial surprise, and actually became very good friends. It didn't hurt that my daughter /his wife, regularly requested threesomes with us. Once you've sword fought with your son in law the whole other argument kinda goes out the window.

They were a very successful with a big house, pool/deck, and a private lot surrounded by trees in the back. The trip was scheduled in the middle of the summer. Pool time. Bathing suit's, shorts and casual attire. Lot's of grill cooking and drinking beer.

The car service pulled up, loaded their luggage as they said goodbye to the twins. Hugs and kisses all around. They each made last minute instructions. My daughter carefully said to do whatever Grandpa says. ( looking at me and winking ). My son in law said to mind and obey your Grandpa. ( smiling crookedly over his daughters shoulders). It was early in the morning, and I asked who wanted breakfast. Scrambled eggs and fruit. They ate the eggs and bananas. I told them it built strong bones.
I said I was going to read the newspaper and have some bloody Marys on the deck by the pool. I took my top off,sat down and poured myself a strong drink.

I was so relaxed and ready to plan the weekend, knowing I not only was going to have fun, but I wouldn't have to worry about the parents.

Even though it was only 11:00 in the morning, the sun was getting hot. The drinks were starting to hit me a little, so I decided to pace myself better today and in the future. The girls had been indoors making plans while their parents were away. I knew that this was going to happen, and didn't say anything. I may be old, but I remember being that age, and doing the same things.

Around noon or so, I asked if they wanted lunch. Even though they are girls they're teenagers (eighteen ), nevertheless.

As I fixed sandwiches for lunch, I heard giggling from the family room. I called them in to eat. So girls, what's the plans for the rest of the day/week. I'm not judging, or saying no. I just need to know what to shop for and when. Only one condition Grandpa has; no over night stays. As long as you're good with that you can do anything you want. I might need help cleaning up, if you wouldn't mind, however. Now, before I grab a few beers and tan, what time should I start things for tonight and do I need to get anything. Both said no to the provisions, and that their friends would start dropping over about 5:00.

I went poolside, pulled over a lounge chair, a small table to sit my beer on, and my lotion. I took off my shorts off and relaxed on my back, sipping my beer. I knew eventually one or both of them would come out and ask about something or need something. Let the games begin. Let them come to me. Don't be that creepy old grandpa. Be natural and non-aggressive.

As naive and young as they are, it won't be that long before they'll be putty in my hands.
Around 3:00, or so they came down to swim. Perfect. My back was turned to them. Grandpa, do you need anything before we come out and go swimming. I replied that I could use a few more beers if you don't mind.

When they handed the beer to they noticed I was naked. No hard on, but hanging out full Montey for sure. Is everything okay girls. They shook their heads no, giggled, and took another look at grandpa's dick.

I thanked them, and then they dove into the water. They swam to the shallow end, where they couldn't be heard, and started talking. I didn't need to wonder what they were talking about. I laid-back, sipped my beer, and opened my legs just a little bit. I didn't want to be gross or obvious. Just a little more than before.

Sure enough they swam down to my end of the pool and snuck peeks at grandpa's dick. I have to say that when I'm completely soft I have an impressive dick. Hanging limp, it's bigger than most men's hard ons. That's why my daughter never could completely give her daddy's dick up.
Can I help you girls. Do you need something. Hungry already. Can you wait for a while. Thanks.
Since you don't need anything right now could you get me some more beers. Grab one for yourself if you want. After all, your parents are gone.

They brought out a six pack, put it the cooler, and opened one for each of us.

They tried to act so grown-up and casual. Drinking beer talking to their naked grandpa, as if it happens all the time. Ah, that beer tastes so good.

So, do you girls nude tan also. I just love it. I like the overall tan, the feel of the sun all over me, and the breeze blowing on my penis. If you haven't tried it, maybe tomorrow, before your friends come over you might try it. You'll understand if you try it.

Can I get you another beer girls. I'm ready. I bent over to grab the beers out of the cooler, showing my ass, practically in their faces. God this beer tastes good. Drink up ladies. We've got a whole week without your parents to say no. We sipped beer's until they said they should go back in and get ready for the party. An hour later I went in myself. I sat out chips and dip, Buffalo wings, taco shells and the fixings, fruit, soda, and ice buckets. I went and showered myself, put on a clean shirt and new shorts. I grabbed a couple of tacos, ate those, grabbed a beer and went into the family room to watch TV the rest of the night. I went to bed at 11:30, after the news. The party was still going full blast.

I got up around 7:30, my usual time. I cut up a big bowl of fruit for the girls, whenever they got up. I made a pot of coffee, knowing that would be a welcome sight for them. Then, I made 2 big pitchers of mimosas. I put them in the refrigerator and made me a big strong one for myself.

I paddled out to the screened in porch, put my drink down and started reading the newspaper. I was completely absorbed in the paper, when my precious twins came out and said good morning to their grandpa. I informed them that the coffee was made, breakfast, cut fruit, in the fridge. Come back out here and eat your breakfast with me.

They were voracious, and ate everything I cut up.

I said I was going to go by the pool. Could you girls bring out the mimosas and three glasses. I want to hear all about the party. Thanks. I had previously arranged the setting. Across from my chair and table was their chairs with a table between them.

The girls came out with the drinks, lotion, and not wearing anything. As soon as I could, I took my clothes off too.

They said they paid attention to me yesterday and decided to go nude the rest of the week.
Let me pour you a drink girls. Relax. Soon one, then another, and another and they were completely relaxed. I heard all about the party and all the laughs they had.
I said I was starting to get warm and asked if they could rub lotion on me. When they got to my dick and ass, they hesitated. I reminded them that their parents said to mind grandpa. Feeling four hands rubbing lotion over my ass and dick was fantastic. This time I let my dick get semi hard. Let grandpa return the favor girls. I spent extra time on their breasts, ass, and shaved pussy areas. We all caught our breathes, and relaxed again. See, isn't this nice.

Around noon, I fixed some sandwiches and chips. I bought the plates out, sat them down and went back inside and brought out a case of iced down beer.
Everyone for themselves the rest of the afternoon I said. We chatted about this and that, sipped our beers, and tiptoed around our bodies and sex.

Near 2:30 I asked if they would reapply more lotion on me. That bridge passed earlier, I decided to get a little bolder this time. When they got to my ass and dick, I asked them to linger there a bit. I want you to make grandpa totally hard. Any objections. Remember your daddy said to obey your grandpa. While you're there would you play with my balls and asshole. They switched positions so each could feel my dick. When hard, it's 10" long. They seemed to like it. I thanked them, and sat on the chair with my dick sticking straight up. Occasionally I would stroke it in front of them so I could keep it hard. Like yesterday, I asked what time the party's starting. Before I went in to get cleaned up and prepare for the kid's party, I stood up and said I was going to jack off and cum to relieve my tension. I pumped myself slowly at first, and then increased the tempo until I shot my load in front of my granddaughters. Thanks guys, I'm going in to freshen up. Leave me a note if you need anything else for tonight. Oh, would you make sure my cum is cleaned up before your friends come over later.
Tonight I prepared hot dogs, hamburgers, chilies, cheese, and various chips and buns. I laid everything out for them to use/eat. I went to the family room, turned on the tv, grabbed a few beers, and settled in until 11:30. Got up the usual time and made the coffee and breakfast. Today was bagels and cream cheese. I cut the bagels in half for the girls, just in case they were too hung over to do it themselves. Juice was ready as well.

I made two pitchers of Casablanca's and put them in the fridge to get good and cold. I went out to the lanai with the paper and settled down for today's events. Sipping a Casablanca slowly, I heard the girls stomping around the kitchen.

Morning sleepyheads. Everything alright. Once you've got your breakfast and coffee come back out and tell me about last night's party. We laughed at some of the silly things that happened. I'm so glad they are having fun. This is the age to do it and to experiment.

We moved out to the poolside area. Today, we all stripped down to our nothings, without any embarrassing looks or shyness. There was a little more breeze today and it felt so good on my balls and dick.

Girls, please go inside and bring out those pitchers, and three glasses. Thanks. What is this grandpa. It's called Casablanca, they have three different liquors besides the orange juice. So, take it slow. Especially in this sun. Umm, this is good and goes down so smoothly grandpa. Just remember what I told you now.

Would you kid's put lotion on me, please. Today they paid close attention to my asshole, balls, and dick. Making sure grandpa's dick stood at attention, without being told to. You girls are the best, I love you both so much. Grandpa, would it be okay if we fingered our pussies in front of you today. We discussed it before we came downstairs this morning and decided since you got off yesterday we could today. Is that okay with you. Sure, that sounds perfect. Now come over here and let me oil you up. Thanks ladies. If I start stroking my dick, I just want to keep it erect.

The drinks were hitting them pretty fast, even though I told them to go slowly; twice. They began fingering their pussies in front of me. Their legs were spread as wide as they could go. I had a front row seat of pussy dueling.

Eventually both came strongly. They slowed down drinking so fast, and only teased themselves, like I was doing.

You girls have great tans, but grandpa doesn't want you to burn. So spread some more on yourselves, paying close attention to your assholes. Now, I want you to scrunch down in your chairs and finger your assholes for grandpa to see. Oh, this is heaven. I'm going to jerk off again, but this time I'm going to aim my cum at you. Get ready when I say. Here it comes. I had enough jizz to splatter each of my granddaughters asses with my cum. Rub it in sweeties.

We finished off the drinks and went back to the lanai. I went and fixed lunch. I gave them some space so they could talk openly between each other, without me listening in on them. This isn't the first rodeo I have been to. Training their mom and aunt was scarier and I was more accomplished by now.
I fixed us a chicken salad and iced tea. Perfect for this beautiful day. When we were finished, I asked the girls to clean up, and then come back out to the poolside again. And, don't forget the cooler of beers I iced down this morning. I stood there trying to figure out my next step.

Here you are. Pop us a beer, please. Well girls, you came a long ways this morning. What do you think. You obviously love sex. Any ideas for this afternoon. Grandpa, we were wondering where this was all headed. Go ahead and stroke your cock, we like it. And we loved being naughty in front of you. But where's this headed.

Well we'll figure this out together, okay. In the meantime start kissing each other.
Grandpa, we aren't lezzies. We like men.

Hush now. It's not going to hurt. Start kissing. I'm gonna have another beer, watch you two kiss and try and figure out what I want you to do next. That's it, tongue each other real good. Making your grandpa hard as hell watching you two.

Grandpa, can we stop and have a beer or two. We got kinda hot kissing like that. Sure kids. Drink up. In fact have as many as you want. Tell grandpa what you thought about when you were kissing. Our pussies started tingling all over. Is this normal. Ask your mom and aunt. They like it. They looked at each other, laughed out loud, and laughed for a good 10 minutes afterwards.

I guess this rocked your world a little, huh. Have some more beer. Ask anything. But just keep drinking. Do you still trust me and love me girls. I love you so very much.

I had a few beers myself, glad this part was out in the open. Kinda spoiled my hard on, temporarily, however.

Girls, before I go inside and clean up, I'd like each of you to suck my dick. I'm horny and need to get off. They took turns sucking me until I was ready to shoot. When I did, this time I left my load all over their faces. Thanks girs, I needed that. I hope you don't mind, but would you clean up out here again.

Tonight was just putting out Chinese food, delivered earlier. I grabbed a few brews and sat down for the night in the family room. I went to bed my usual time.

The next morning, I laid out an assortment of dry cereal and fruit. All they needed to add was milk. And of course a pot of coffee.

They came downstairs and into the lanai looking pretty hungover. Morning sweeties. I've got champagne today, so it's hair of the dog today.

I really like it, so I've had a couple already. The girls were trying to act so sophisticated like they've had it many times before. I guess no one ever told them that this is as bad as those Casablanca's from yesterday. Just as I planned, they were feeling no pain in no time. Ready to go sit outside ladies.
When we got to where we always sat, I kept several bottles of champagne on ice, and a air mattress. What this for grandpa. Don't worry about it right now.

Later on I will explain. Would you mind if I changed things up a little today. Like how grandpa. I'd like you to suck me hard, rather than putting lotion on me. And, after a few drinks we can talk further. It was so pleasant watching them. Two beautiful young women. We drank, talked, and when I thought they were ready, I asked them to oil each other. Pay attention to your sister's tits, asshole, and pussy. Pull, tug, pinch, finger each other until you both get off. Take as long as you want. I'll just sit here, not talk, and just observe two of my favorite people sexually turn their sister on. Of course I'll be stroking my cock, but you don't have to. Just enjoy the moment and feeling.

We went back in for lunch and ate a huge sub, filled with several Italian meats. Any questions girls. Okay, I'll clean up, bring out the beer, and we'll see what the afternoon brings.

Re-oiled I gave them a beer. We talked, laughed, and had more beer.

Okay girls, get on the air mattress and face end to end. Start licking each others pussy. Get those clits hard; all with your tongue. My daughter's love eating each other out. That would be your mom and aunt. You see,eventually they'll want to do the same things to you and expect the same for you. So this week is a practice week. You can do this as often as you like. It's not like a man, who has to re-cooperate between cumming. Once again I'll just drink, watch, and fist my dick. Go on now. Don't worry about me. I won't touch or say anything. Dripping with sweat, shaking from intense orgasms, and head spinning from everything that grandpa had them doing. They were spent for the first time this week. A little weak and wobbly in the knees I handed them a beer and said to catch your breath, chill out enjoy the afterglow of great sex. Clean up kids and put the air mattress away. I'm going to clean up. I'll see you later.

Tonight's treat was pizza. Any kind you could imagine I tried to get. Something for everyone. I sat in the family room, and went to bed my usual time.

The next morning, I had all the fixings for omelets and screwdrivers, ready to go when they got up.
Feeling a lot better than yesterday and looking more rested, they kissed me on the cheek and said good morning grandpa. What will it be ladies. Give me your order and take the screwdrivers out to the lanai. I'll bring out the omelets when they're ready. Sound good, good. Now, let me start cooking. Be there in a few minutes. It didn't take long before I was bringing out breakfast for the three of us. They'd poured a drink for me and we toasted. To sex, may it always be so good. We ate like famished orphans. Anyone want seconds. No. Okay, please clean up and I'll meet you outside. I grabbed the screwdriver pitchers and headed to the poolside. We drank for awhile to loosen up.

Kids, today is the day I've been waiting for. I'm going to fuck you with my big cock. I'm going to fuck your twats, fuck your face, and fuck your asshole. One before lunch and one after. Whomever I'm not fucking can do whatever they want. To decide who goes first we'll flip a coin. Great, it's all decided. Now, let's drink some more. And some more after that.

My first angel lubed up my dick, while I did the same to her privates. Honey, I like to stand when I fuck. That's why there's no air mattress out here. I get to watch me dick sliding in and out of whichever orifice I'm using at the time. So honey, hold onto the side of the chair bent over while I slide my boner up your pooper chute. Ah. Oh yeah. Faster grandpa. I want you to cum in me. Oh baby, here it comes. I let my soft dick slide out of her ass. Soon, my cum-load started dripping out of her crack. To my other granddaughter I said, sorry honey, I said you didn't have to do anything, but would you clean up my cum out of your sister's asshole. Thank you baby. That's really sexy. After a drink for each of us, I asked her to bend over again. This time I shoved my dick up her twat.

I could last longer this time, so I piston fucked her pussy like she never had been fucked before. After quite a while I shot all I had deep into her love channel.

Screaming from an intense orgasm, she got weak kneed and sat down. Honey, would you eat your sister out, until she's all cleaned up. Thanks. We had a couple more drinks, when I asked her to get on her knees and start sucking me off. My other granddaughter had practically put her whole hand up her pussy, masturbating to the rhythm of her sisters head bobbing up and down my cock. When I blew my load, I didn't have to ask her to clean her up, because she'd already started.

We went back inside. Ate lunch, pulled out the beer back outside and drank for awhile. Eventually, I repeated the morning session all over again.

The next day, and the rest of the week, until their parents came home, I fucked them with my cock, with a dido up their other hole. I wanted each of them to get used to it. They caught on fast and loved.
Finally Mom and Dad came home, the kids aunt showed up, and a great weekend by all was had.

Mittwoch, 28. Dezember 2016

Curious Chelsea and Bad Grandpa

Written by Mister Reason

When Walter Gold found out that his daughter was coming to visit him and his wife for a week last summer, he had mixed feelings about the visit because while he enjoyed seeing Brenda there were always memories that went along with seeing his newly divorced daughter, and some of them were slightly seedy.

Brenda had made a slight change of plans on the eve of her visit, and according to Walter's wife Louise, Brenda was bringing her daughter Chelsea along because apparently she couldn't trust the newly turned 18 year old home alone for a whole week. While Chelsea was a studious and well-mannered girl, in her mother's words, "She's 18. Remember what I was like when I was 18?"

"You weren't so bad," Walter's wife assured Brenda, but Walter had only smiled and stayed silent because he knew a little different.

Chelsea had become quite a nice looking young woman, although nowhere near the woman her Mom had been at her age. Chelsea seemed like a work in process, although her pug nose and dimples made the mop-top adorable even though she was not the voluptuous vixen daughter Brenda had been back then.

Looking at the nubile girl during the first evening of their visit had inspired Walter to keep his wife awake a little later after turning in, and while that wasn't unusual for the couple even though they were in their sixties, Louise had been reluctant when Walter made his move.

"Be quiet though," Louise had warned Walter as she straddled him and put his stiff tool into her pussy. "Mustn't wake the kids."

Walter had stayed quiet as he let his still energetic wife do all the work, but when he saw the shadow at the bottom of the bedroom door he knew that one of their guests was already awake and listening to the bed creak and Louise grunt each time she impaled herself with him.

There used to be feet outside the door a lot when Brenda lived at home, and that thought had always turned him on, but there was no telling whose feet were now casting the shadows. His daughter or his granddaughter? Who was the curious one?

***

The next morning Louise tried to rope Walter into going to the city to shop at the mall with them, and since that was far from what he wanted to do he made up a story about promising a friend of his to help him do some sprucing up at the VFW Hall.

What he suspected he would end up doing would be visiting the club but instead of fixing things up he would end up knocking a few back and maybe shoot some pool with the guys, so he left in his car and Brenda was going to drive to the city with hers.

"What about Chelsea?" Louise asked Brenda as they followed Walter out the door.

"Chelsea said she's tired. Probably spent all night on her phone talking to her friends," Brenda said. "Besides, she spends a lot of time at the mall near us so it isn't a big deal for her."

Walter's ears pricked up at that but he just got in his car and waved goodbye, and after driving down the road in the direction of the VFW and seeing his wife and daughter going the other way, the senior citizen made a pit stop at the club, quickly knocking back a beer and a bump before heading right back home.

***

After Walter got back to his house he paused at the door and pondered whether Chelsea was napping or awake. A best case scenario would find her asleep in her bed in his daughter's old room, but an even better one would find the teen naked and toweling herself off after taking a shower.

It had been decades since Walter had used that peephole he fashioned that gave him a bird's-eye view of that bedroom, and the idea of actually getting to use it again was making his heart race as he entered the house slowly and went down the hall.

"No crime in looking," Walter muttered to himself as he headed to the closet that faced the bedroom. "She's 18."

In his heart Walter knew that he was making excuses for his deviant behavior just as he always had, as if a girl turning 18 made it okay to peek at them in their private sanctuary.

"I was a caring father and now I'm a grandfather who wants to see how his granddaughter is - how should I put this? Developing?" he snickered under his breath, hearing his thoughts as words making it even nastier that it was.

He would go to church with his wife to make up for this sin, he told himself, and vowed that he wouldn't drop off during the sermon either as he removed the piece of wood that hid the spyglass.

"Lead me not into temptation," he chuckled as he leaned into the wall and looked inside at the bedroom and the perfect view of the bed. Empty and unmade.

"Rats," Walter said as he replace the wood and eased back out into the hall and headed towards the living room where he suspected Chelsea would be watching TV or reading, but the room was dark.

There was a light on at the other end of the house, visible through the open door of their bedroom, and it wasn't like Louise to leave lights on either. Showing a remarkable ability to tread quietly despite his 5'10" and 165 pound frame, he made his way down the hall.

Naughty girl, he sighed when he saw his granddaughter snooping through in his bedroom. That must run in the family because Walter had done the very same thing to Chelsea's bedroom after they arrived yesterday and Louise has taken them out to see her garden.

Not wanting to get caught, he had made only a cursory look at Chelsea's things, long enough to see that his granddaughter had brought her own toothpaste, Crest Extra Whitening, her own deodorant, Dove go fresh, and learned that the sweet little thing wore a lightly padded 32B bra and size 4 panties.

Snooping in her grandparents bedroom, Chelsea wasn't going in the underwear drawer but was concentrating on the shelf and the drawer under the big screen TV, looking through the DVD's there.

The real movies like Casablanca and Citizen Kane were out in the living room though. The movies Chelsea was looking through were of a completely different nature, and Walter was surprised that Louise hadn't insisted he lock them up with company coming because as she would put it, "We don't want the family to think we're a couple of perverts."

Well that cat was out of the bag, and in Walter's mind it also cleared up any doubt about who was standing outside the door the night before. It had been sweet and innocent Chelsea, who was now wearing a pink tank-top with a bra underneath and green shorts that were short enough to show she had nice legs.

Walter enjoyed watching his granddaughter examining the porn without her knowing he was there, and he was pleased to see that his eyesight was still as sharp as ever because even from 10 feet or so he could see the faint blonde down on the backs of Chelsea's thighs.

All good things come to an end though because after he made a couple of steps inside the bedroom he hit that squeaky spot, and that set off a series of events.

"Finding anything interesting?" Walter asked as he made his presence known just as Chelsea was turning around, and his granddaughter let out a yelp that coincided with the DVD's she was holding going flying in the air as she did an excellent impression of a deer in the headlights.

"Sorry," Chelsea said as she scrambled to pick up the DVD's.

"There's movies in the living room - might even be some of your Mom's Care Bears VHS tapes somewhere too," Walter said as he bent down and helped Chelsea gather them up, not passing up the chance to peek down the open neck of the top to see much of what seemed to be perky handfuls of titties.

"Sorry Grandpa," Chelsea repeated, wincing when he took one of the ones from her.

"Lesbian Seductions," Walter read. "This something you're interested in?"

"No," Chelsea quickly replied. "I was just..."

"Curious? Curious Chelsea. That has a nice ring to it."

"I'm sorry. Please don't tell Mom about - this."

"Tell her about what?" Walter asked with a smile, setting the DVD's down and putting his hand on the soft skin of her shoulder. "No need to tell anybody anything is there? No harm done. Besides, your grandmother would be more upset than anybody."

"I dunno about that," Chelsea replied. "Mom and me lately? She's caught me doing - stuff I shouldn't do."

"It happens. So this is our secret. Just so you know, these movies aren't mine. They're ours," Walter confided. "Your Grandma and I may be old but we aren't square and we aren't dead."

"Then again," Walter added. "Whoever was outside the door eavesdropping last night could tell there's still life in us."

"Hey, it's okay," Walter added when Chelsea's shocked look was accompanied by her eyes filling up and nervous biting of her lower lip. "Really. There's nothing wrong with being curious."

"It's not right snooping. I do it at home sometimes to Mom," Chelsea admitted.

"Did she catch you?"

"Omigod no! She caught me - doing something else wrong."

"Oh, so you listened to your Mom and Dad when they were together?" Walter asked, and after his granddaughter nodded he asked, "Anybody since then?"

"A guy comes over sometimes," Chelsea said. "And then there's..."

"Go ahead. Secrets."

"There's a lady friend of hers," Chelsea said. "Mom had me call her Aunt Shirley but she's not really my aunt. She sleeps over sometimes in Mom's room."

"I see," he responded, and as he held up the Lesbian Seductions DVD wondered aloud, "Maybe your Mom would like to borrow this."

Chelsea let out a nervous grin and Walter had her sit on the edge of the bed with him after complaining about his back.

"Is that something you are into also?" Walter asked, but Chelsea didn't answer which may or may not have been an answer so he just said, "I know if I was a girl I sure would be."

"Boys always say that," Chelsea giggled, and her grandfather joined her even though his boyhood days were long ago and far away.

"Would you like to watch one of these?" he said, even offering to leave the room before saying, "There's a DVD player in your room. Feel free to take what you want."

"No, that's okay."

"Anything else you see in there that tickles your fancy?" her grandfather asked as he leaned over into the open drawer, and he pulled out a dildo of Louise's, an old ivory one. "You know what this is?"

"Course I do Grandpa," Chelsea replied, and then after a moment of silence added, "I have one at home."

"That so?"

"Yeah, a purple one but it isn't as big as that one."

"After you get married and have kids, you might find you need a bigger one," Walter suggested.

"That's what Mom caught me doing," his granddaughter confessed. "What I said before? I wasn't with a boy. She got home early and caught me - you know?"

"Embarrassing I bet, but it happens. She didn't get mad did she?"

"No, she just told me to close my door in the future."

"How about these?" Walter asked when he pulled out a pair of furry handcuffs.

"Purple. That's the same color as my - you know," Chelsea said with a chuckle. "They look soft."

"They are," Walter assured her and then added, "Here. Try them on. They come off easy."

His hands were trembling slightly as he snapped them on her pale wrists, and after his granddaughter wiggled her hands around she agreed that they were soft.

"And when you want them to come off, all you do is gently move your hands apart and say the secret word. Presto!"

"Presto!" Chelsea said as she followed the instructions.

"Try again," her grandfather suggested.

"Presto! Presto!"

"That's funny," Walter said. "I wonder if your grandmother changed the secret word?"

"Presto!" Chelsea repeated with a concerned look on her face. "You said they come off easy."

"Whoops! Guess I was wrong," her grandfather said as he put her hand on her knee and softly rubbed the smooth shin. "Just kidding. Relax. We're just having fun."

"Your skin is so soft and smooth," Walter said as he moved his hand up her thigh a little. "When you get our age our skin feels nothing like this."

"Grandpa?" Chelsea said, seeming to weakly protest but judging by the way the teen's nipples were trying to burst through the blouse and the bra there was a part of her that liked it, and Walter noted that even though the girl's breasts might be small her nipples looked big.

"Just having fun aren't we honey? Secret fun," Walter told her as he looked around before spotting what he needed above the walk-in closet doors. "I have an idea. Why don't I pretend to punish you for snooping in my room?"

"Huh?" Chelsea said as she got led over in chains, and when her grandfather put her with her back to the closet he said, "Up we go."

Walter raised Chelsea's arms by the cuffs and put the chain between them over a nail and took a step back to look at his helpless granddaughter suspended there with her arms almost fully extended.

"Perfect. Doesn't hurt does it? It never hurt your Grandma," Walter said as he looked at the way her nipples thrust out even harder although the stretching made her breasts look smaller. "I bet the boys are crazy about you."

Chelsea shook her head as her grandfather took that step back towards her, and she gasped when his index fingers began to run circles around her nipples on the tank-top.

"I bet they're really sensitive."

"Grandpa..."

"It's okay. Just relax. Is it hot in here?" Walter asked as he noted the arm holes of her blouse were damp, and Chelsea shivered when he ran the back of her fingers through her moist armpit and the tiny strip of peach fuzz in the center of the milky hollows. "Didn't shave I see. When's the last time you did?"

"Week or so," Chelsea mumbled as she kept twitching under the stroking.

"You're nothing like your Mom," Walter recalled. "When she was your age she got rebellious and stopped shaving for a summer and by August her armpits were hairier than mine. You only have a little peach fuzz under your arms. Do you like me touching you like this?"

"You - you're my grandfather."

"I know. I'm a caring grandfather who's punishing his granddaughter for being naughty, and although you won't admit it there's a part of you that likes this," Walter told her. "If I really wanted to punish you I would have snapped a picture of you snooping, or would just leave these cuffs on you. Just relax baby."

"Omigod!" Chelsea groaned when her grandfather leaned forward as he reached around her, his tongue gliding along the down under her arm as he reached beneath the back of her blouse and deftly unhooked her bra. "Grandpa!"

"It's tough when your mouth says no but your body says yes honey," Walter said as he moved his hands around to cup her titties, pushing the top and bra to her collarbone as he could see what he was squeezing, the modest breasts made remarkable by Chelsea's plump puffy nipples which were a ruddy crimson and jutted way out. "They're beautiful - and they like being played with don't they?"

The girl seemed to be reeling in place, almost hanging by her wrist as the old man kneaded her sensitive breasts, and then he leaned against Chelsea and slid his hand down the front of her shorts and under her panties in one effortless motion.

"Oh Chelsea," Walter moaned as his hand was trapped between her wet undies and her mound. "You hardly any hair down there. Do you shave it?"

"No," the girl whimpered as she tried to thrust her hips into her grandfather's finger as it slid up and down the slick opening of her womanhood.

"You a virgin honey? Tell me. Our secret," Walter whispered as he kissed her neck while dipping the tip of his finger into the vise.

"No."

"You want to cum don't you?"

"Yes. Please."

"Then tell me. Are you a virgin?"

"NO. Mikey Masters," Chelsea whimpered as he butt slammed into the closet doors. "Went to the prom. Took me to a motel after."

"He the only one?"

"No. Next night. He took me back to the same motel. Got me drunk. Three of his friends showed up."

"Did they rape you honey?"

"No Grandpa," Chelsea cried. "I liked it."

"That's so hot. I want to fuck you too honey," Walter said while undoing his trousers, and after almost falling was he kicked his boxers off he saw Chelsea's expression when she saw his erection springing around in front of him.

"Don't worry. It's not thick baby," he said as he pulled the handcuffs off the hook and spun his granddaughter onto her back on the bed with her blouse and bra still around her neck.

"I'll be as gentle as I can be," Walter promised as he pulled Chelsea's shorts and panties down, exposing the raised mound with just a wisp of golden brown hair around the labia

"OHHH!!" the girl screamed as the man who was just as crazed as his granddaughter put the tip of his long uncut rod into the fold and eased down, with Chelsea squealing and thrashing with the cuffs still on.

Her pussy was incredibly tight as the senior did his best to be gentle as he impaled her with his freakishly long member, but the girl was starting to cum by the third or fourth stroke, her legs kicking wildly as her sex tried to crush the invader.

"So tight," Walter kept muttering after Chelsea orgasm ebbed, and even though it was beginning to loosen up as his lanky body rose up and down, it was still so snug that the old man knew he wouldn't last.

Walter forced himself to hold back when he heard his granddaughter begin to make sounds like a seal barking, but then when her pussy clamped down along with her body convulsing, he lost it.

"AWW!" Walter groaned as he sent a volley of his hopefully dormant seed deep into her womb, and after he stopped cumming he suspended himself over the girl, whose face was flushed and her chest heaving.

When their eyes met Chelsea started crying, sobbing almost uncontrollably as her grandfather's spent cock slithered out of her.

"There's something wrong with me Grandpa," Chelsea insisted between tears. "I'm a pig."

"No there isn't anything wrong with you honey. You're not a pig," Walter insisted as he tried to console her. "If there's a pig in this bed, it's me. I made you do it."

"No you didn't Grandpa. I wanted it - maybe not in the beginning but when you started touching me, I did," Chelsea said, although because she was crying and breathing like she was hyperventilating it was tough to make out. "I was never ever like this before."

"Calm down honey," Walter said. "Let me get this stuff from around her neck so you don't get strangled."

Walter pulled the garments over her head and to the side, although he supposed if he was really trying to calm her down it might have been better hook up her bra and pull down her blouse, but that would have meant hiding those puffy areolas with the plump nipples.

"I know it means I'm going to hell but I love what we just did," she said. "It was way better than with Mikey that first night."

"Better than with the group of boys that next night?" Walter asked as he rested on his hip and rubbed the creamy white and wet skin around her cones. "You can be honest."

"Different, not better Grandpa. I feel so slutty talking about this with you."

"You obviously want to let it out honey. Grandpa wants to hear it too. I don't judge because I've done much worse in my time," he assured her. "Tell me what happened."

"Mikey took me to the motel, and I was all excited about it," Chelsea explained. "We had some rum and coke and then we started doing it. It didn't hurt as much as it did the night before."

"That's good. Is Mike well endowed?"

"What?"

"His cock. Was he large?"

"I thought so because his was the first one I ever really saw, but I guess not," Chelsea responded. "Anyway, I looked up and there was another guy in the room, and another one behind him watching us. I tried to get up because I was freaking out but Mikey held me down. Told me that he told his friends how hot I was and wanted to share me."

"You knew these other boys?"

"Sort of by sight, at least two of them from school. I felt yucky but then while Mikey was fucking me somebody stuck a joint in my mouth, and I started to think that I was never going to see these guys again since school was out," Chelsea told the eager-to-listen senior citizen. "So when they started to get undressed I didn't say anything."

"They all had you?"

"The Asian kid stuck his dick in my mouth while Mikey climbed off, and then the other guy climbed onto me," Chelsea said, wincing as she spoke. "That guy I didn't even like because he laughed at me while he screwed me because my breasts are so small."

"You're kidding!" Walter responded as he lightly stroked the plump nipple closest to him. "The jerk must be out of his mind!"

"I dunno. They are kinda small and they really seemed to just start growing in the last year or so," Chelsea replied. "Don't know why it took so long."

"You said there were three other fellas?"

"Yeah Grandpa," Chelsea answered but seemed reluctant to go on.

"No point stopping the story now."

"Another guy came into the room," Chelsea said. "Tyler Monroe?"

"Is he somebody I should know?"

"He was on our basketball team," Chelsea said. "Made the all-conference team."

"I don't follow the game."

"He's black," Chelsea added very reluctantly.

"Oh."

"Didn't know how you would feel about that. Dad - if he was around would have pitched a fit if he knew," Chelsea mused aloud. "Then again, he wouldn't have liked anything that happened anyway."

"So you had sex with the black guy?" Walter asked, and after she nodded he added, "Black guys are supposed to be quite big."

"That's what I had heard but Tyler's wasn't any bigger that the other guys. Might even have been smaller, but he was nice while he did it," Chelsea replied.
"Said I was cute and junk."

"So you had sex with the four fellas?"

"Yeah, and then Mikey climbed on me again," Chelsea explained. "I was buzzed but all I know was there were dicks everywhere, in my mouth and my hands and my - you know - for like hours."

"And you liked it?"

"Yeah. It was fun feeling wanted. Finally the party started to break up, guys started to leave and that one jerk told Mikey that his girlfriend was a sick nympho because I wanted more but none of them could get it up any more."

"So you and Mikey?"

"He dumped me after that night. Said he couldn't go steady with a slut like me, and I guess I'm kind of the joke of the neighborhood now because I think everybody knows what I did," Chelsea admitted. "Lucky school is over."

"Well I don't think you're a slut honey," Walter opined. "I think you're a girl who had a fun night but that's the price you pay for being a girl. The guys do something like that and they're looked up to, but if a girl does it?"

"I know."

"We've all done crazy things at some point. You grandmother - rest her soul - and me, and your mother too," Walter said. "I just thank you for sharing that with me, and I'll take it to my grave."

"Guess you did like the story," Chelsea said as she looked down and saw her grandfather's cock. "Your dick is hard again."

"Guess it was a combination of your story and your sweet body," Walter said as he looked at the girl's hand stroke his vein-riddled member.

"Can't believe how big your dick is Grandpa."

"Long, not big,' he corrected.

"Whatever, it looks as long as my arm," Chelsea giggled as she moved the shroud up and down. "I like the foreskin part. None of the others had that."

"Why don't you move your leg a little this way?" Walter suggested as he rearranged them on the bed, and after he shifted his hip brought his cock up to her pussy, slowly stroking the tip between her labia.

"Oooh! That feels nice," Chelsea said."Wish I had more hair down there because my flaps are so big."

"Flaps? Oh, your labia? They aren't so big, but it is funny how little hair you have. That's why I thought you shave."

"No, I guess that's just the way I am," Chelsea shrugged. "Kimber, she has like a jungle down there."

"Kimber? Is she..."

"Guess I really don't have any secrets now," Chelsea sighed. "Yes. We're best buds and more."

"I think that's sexy honey," Walter said as he moved the tip of is dick in and out of the gooey opening, and as he looked up over his granddaughter's mop-top head he asked, "Want me to take those handcuffs off you?"

"Not yet Grandpa," she replied with a grin. "I kinda like the feeling that I'm helpless - plus if Mom and Grandma came in and saw us I could say that my big bad Grandpa made me do it."

"Clever girl, but seeing you like this makes me do this," Walter cackled as he ran his tongue up and down the length of her lightly scented underarm, the tiny patch of hairs soft against his lips.

"Tee-hee - I was hoping you would do that again," Chelsea giggled.

"You like?" Walter asked and his granddaughter nodded like an eager puppy. "The boys didn't do this to your armpits?"

"No. Kimber does though," Chelsea confessed with a blush. "Just wished I wasn't so hairy for you. I'll shave later."

"Not on my account honey. The peach fuzz feels nice and tastes even better," he said between nibbles.

"Peach fuzz!" Chelsea cackled maniacally and then moaned when her grandfather pushed his cock into her, the laughing ending as they got serious.

A few minutes later they were catching their breath again, and as the aged organ slipped out of Chelsea's sloppy pussy she asked him whether he was on Viagra.

"No honey," Walter replied. "Your grandmother doesn't get enough rest now or so she says. Speaking of them, I wonder how long they will be?"

"Knowing Mom I would say not until it gets dark," Chelsea answered. "But I guess the handcuffs better come off. "Presto!"

"This works better," her grandfather said as he pushed the little button that released them. "Just so you know you could have gotten out of them any time."

"I know. I saw the button there when you put them on me," Chelsea admitted.

"You rascal!" Walter said as he tickled her ribs before getting to his feet.

"Bad Grandpa!"

"I guess I am," Walter admitted.

"No, I mean the movie. Did you ever see that?" Chelsea asked as she rolled to the end of the mattress. "Johnny Knoxville? He plays an old grandfather and they had him wear this thing that made his balls look really long. Yours are like that sort of. They hang down as low as your dick, and that's low!"

"Guess I'll have to see that flick."

"Yours still work though," Chelsea said, shivering as she stood up and his semen poured out of her. "Look at your baby batter."

"Nice, but I think I'm shooting blanks these days thank goodness."

"Wow, if I got pregnant that might be an interesting kid if all the cum got mixed together," Chelsea speculated. "It would be like the United Nations. Asian, black, redneck and Grandpa all in one."

"You - I mean you are on the pill I hope?"

Yeah. Mom had me go on it a while back because I got wicked periods, and she also said that I might end up to be a slut like she was so it was better to plan ahead," Chelsea explained as she followed her grandfather into the bathroom. "Was Mom a slut?"

"I think we all are in this family," Walter suggested as he lifted the seat. "Do you need to go bad, because this takes some time occasionally."

"I'm okay. I want to watch. Can I help?"

"Sure," Walter said as she came to his side and grabbed his limp dick. "Pull it back a little and try to coax it out."

"That's it!" Walter sighed as the flow began, and after a healthy whiz said, "Shake it good. That a girl."

"That was neat," Chelsea said as she put the seat down and squatted, letting loose a torrent of her own while her grandfather watched. "I don't think you can help."

"I can help after you get done," Walter chuckled as he grabbed some toilet paper and waited for her to finish. "Done?"

Chelsea nodded as her grandfather got very slowly to his knees on the rug and brought his hand up to his granddaughter's pouting lips, rubbing the tissue into the fold and then dropping it into the bowl and got some more.

"How am I doing," he asked as Chelsea started grinding into his hand.

"Really good," Chelsea nodded as she leaned back and spread her legs wider. "I think I'm dry."

"Does that mean stop?" Walter asked, but his granddaughter shook her head briskly.

"No - told you there's something wrong with me Grandpa," Chelsea choked out as she was eased forward.

"Let's see if Grandpa can fix that," Walter suggested as he leaned forward and pulled Chelsea's pussy into her face and ran his tongue into the pee and semen stained fold.

It was fitting, the old man thought as he worked his tongue expertly inside of her, a deviate grandfather lapping his granddaughter's cunt on the toilet as the rank urine scent wafted up into his face, but it didn't slow him down and it didn't keep Chelsea from cumming even though she nearly fell off the throne as she came.

"Oh man!" Chelsea gasped as she sat up and watched her grandfather get very slowly up.

"As good as Kimber?" he asked mischievously.

"Yup!" Chelsea said as she reached over and grabbed his limp cock and pulled on the rubbery hose. "Thought your dick might be ready again after that."

"No, I think you've killed it for a while," Walter lamented.

"Maybe later?" Chelsea suggested. "Tonight after everybody goes to sleep?"

"We'll see," Walter said as he washed his hands.

"You ever put your dick in Grandma's bottom?" she tittered.

"Nosy aren't you?"

"No secrets," he was reminded.

"Right. Yes, we've done it just about every way. Have you?"

"Nope, but I am - what did you call me? Curious Chelsea?"

"You are."

"Bet it hurts."

"I wouldn't know."

"But your dick isn't thick. You said so," Chelsea said. "Maybe if you promised to just put about a foot of it in my butt?"

"You need an eye exam honey.

"How long is it hard?" Chelsea asked.

"I don't know."

"I'll measure it before this week is over," she vowed, and Walter laughed when he recalled Brenda doing that very thing when she was Chelsea's age, putting the orange plastic ruler under his erection he declaring his penis was a little over 11" long, and he enjoyed her reaction too much to tell her that she was jamming the end of the thing into his balls and probably adding a couple inches to what was actually there.

Chelsea opened the medicine cabinet and looked around, and when she spotted the jar of Vaseline she grabbed it and asked, "Is this what you use?"

"You can, but I have some special stuff in the night table for that."

"Maybe tonight Grandpa?"

"We'll see," he said. "I'm going to take off before long so that I'm not here when they get back from the store."

"Good idea. Mom told me I shouldn't be alone with you," Chelsea confided.

"That so?"

"Yeah, she said something about guys getting a little squirrely when they get older but I had the feeling that there was some thing else too," Chelsea asked, and when she got no answer she pressed. "No secrets?"

"I'm afraid I can't help you there honey," he replied as he gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Except to tell you that I was squirrely long before I got old."

***

"You need anything at the store honey?" Walter asked a couple hours later. "I'm going to take off now."

"Razors?" Chelsea suggested.

"I guess that means you're all set," Walter replied as he headed out the door before stopping and snapping his fingers. "Got some deposit bottles downstairs I keep forgetting about."

Walter made his way down to the semi-finished basement that he kept putting off completely, and as he went over to grab the bag he was startled when Chelsea appeared behind him.

"Is this what you use Grandpa?" she asked as she set the tube of Anal Glide on the washer in front of them.

"Snooping again?" Walter chuckled. "What am I going to do with you?"

"I was hoping that you would stick that big dick of yours into my heinie before you left," she suggested as she reached around and unzipped his fly to put her hand in.

"I don't know if I can," Walter admitted.

"One way to find out," Chelsea was saying as she turned him to face her before going down to her knees, taking a deep breath before bringing the flaccid tube to her lips.

"Oh!" Walter moaned as he leaned back against the washer, and after he undid his trousers looked down to see the cute mop-top looking up at him with her fist around the shaft and almost half of his cock her mouth. "you've done this before haven't you?"

"Yep!" Chelsea admitted as she took the glistening spear out of her mouth and looked at the half that was wet with her saliva. "I could fit all of Mikey's dick into my mouth but this..."

"Keep trying honey," he encouraged Chelsea as she resumed sucking, and even though he didn't think it was possible, after a few minutes his cock was nearly erect again. "Keep going. It has to be hard to get it in."

In another minute Walter's cock was as stiff as it got these days, and after Chelsea looked at what she had been sucking he asked, "Upstairs?"

"No baby," Walter said as he grabbed the anal glide and brought Chelsea over to the old couch that used to be upstairs, coating this throbbing prong along the way, and after he brought her to the back and bent her over he yanked her shorts down.

"I cleaned really good back there for you Grandpa," she said as he spread her firm buttocks.

"Don't care," he grunted as he knelt down, his knees and back complaining but his cock pulsating as he looked at the little pink puckered ring that was as hairless as he expected it would be.

Brenda's anus hadn't been hairless when she was bent over this very same couch decades ago when the couch was newer and upstairs, but the dark brown hair that had surrounded his daughter's asshole hadn't bothered him, and as his tongue swabbed the sensitive balloon knot the tart taste of ass did what it always had.

"Holy crap Grandpa. You're licking my asshole," Chelsea squealed from the other side of the couch, and she really went crazy when he poked the tip of his tongue into it.

Walter always wondered what he must look like when he rimmed a woman, and now as a grey-haired somewhat distinguished looked gentleman in real life, he could only imagine a crazed Christopher Lloyd/Doc Brown. Face beet-red and snorting like a pig over an virgin ass while his fist pumped his erection, he felt and played the animal role well.

Up to his feet again without feeling the pain, he worked the lube into the tight orifice expertly and brought his long weapon right to the ring before either of them could have second thoughts and eased in.

Chelsea cried out when he penetrated her with the penis that more than one of his victims had said was a cock that was made for ass, and although he only used a few inches at first while getting it used to it, he suspected he wouldn't be able to control himself much longer and he was right.

Mounted over the bent over girl like a preying mantis devouring its prey, the senior thrust more and more of his cock into the vise-line cavity until he was impaling her with just about all of his manhood, the couch inching with every thrust as he felt his orgasm coming all too soon.

"You okay honey?" he asked after he slipped out of her, helping her straighten up, but the girl was fine even though she admitted it hurt some.

"Think I peed when I came," she said as she looked down at the wet stain he caused. "I'll clean that."

"Don't bother babe," Walter said, contorting a bit as his back screamed loud and clear enough to make him grimace.

"Poor Grandpa," Chelsea said. "Maybe tonight I could give you a massage. I do that pretty good."

"Who do you practice on, Kimber?" Walter wondered aloud. "I'd love to watch that."

"Boys always say that," he said once again as they got themselves together, and after Walter almost forgot the bag of bottle he came down there for he fortunately looked over at the lube on the couch.

"Senile old fool," he muttered as he retrieved it.

"Boy, that would have been something if Grandma saw that there. She'd probably wonder how that got down there!" Chelsea said.

"That's for sure," her grandfather agreed, although she could probably figure it out, both her and their daughter having been sodomized over that very same piece of furniture before. "Now if I can make it up the stairs, I'll see you later."

"Okay Grandpa. Love you."

"Do you really honey? As much as before you got here?" he wondered aloud.

"No," she admitted before adding, "More. More and definitely differently."

"That's great honey," Walter said as he left to go back down to the VFW for a drink or two, hoping a little alcohol could dull the ache in his bones and perhaps do something about his conscience as well.