Sonntag, 24. Januar 2016

A Country Road

Written by lovelyladyfaire
Summer in the mountains. It's been a very cool season for us here among the huge trees and glistening lakes. I was sitting on the back deck watching the humming birds fiercely fight for the right to sip down the sweet nectar within the feeder. Territorial little creatures are truly amazing to watch. The handsome males chase any invaders into their area away with a forceful quick and clear disapproval. The calmer ladies take this moment in time to drink and savor the sugary treat as the males fight for the right to become an ardent suitor.

I suppose we, much like the Humming Birds, have our own clear, concise ways of defending and coveting that which we see as ours. There was a severe storm predicted for the late afternoon and I knew that if I were to get to the market for a few things I had to pull myself away from my sweet creatures and make haste.

I live in a small rural town made up of many family farms. Although our population is small, the actual acreage is vast and unending. It is rare to see anyone on the small country roads as you definitely need modern transportation to move about and gather what you need to feed your creature comforts. I could easily see the man ahead on the road and was actually surprised to see him walking as the sky was becoming darker and the boisterous rumblings were coming ever closer.

I slowed down and came to a stop a few feet ahead of him. His gait was slow, but steady and strong. One foot in front of the other and he was just about at the side of my car. I rolled down the window and as he reached ever closer I spoke once I knew he would be able to hear my voice.

"Hi there, I'm going into town, can I offer you a ride, the weather is changing rather quickly and you may soon find yourself in somewhat of a fix?

Without a word he reached down, opened the door and in a flash he was sitting next to me. I couldn't help but admire his smile,

"Well, thank you so much for this unexpected pleasure. I make it a habit to walk each day and keep myself steady and strong. My name is John Hadly, I recognized your car as you passed by so I didn't hesitate when you offered this old man a ride."

"It's nice to meet you John, I've watched you walk this road many times. With the storm coming on, I couldn't very well let a neighbor be caught in it. I'm Savanah McCall, its a pleasure."

We shook hands and I was amazed at how softly he held my hand. I knew who he was as I had seen him many times at town meetings and gatherings. I would think that he was well into his golden years, in his late seventies I thought.

In almost no time the rain was coming down quite steady and strong. We got into town and I insisted that Mr. Hadly let me drop him at the entrance as he had no way of shielding himself from the deluge that was coming down with gusto.

I parked and grabbed my umbrella and there he was waiting for me just outside the door. A true gentleman, he opened the door for me and took possession of my umbrella offering me a market basket.

"Mr. Hadly, how about we gather the things we need and meet here when we're through. I'll get the car and we can load it and I'll drop you at home."

"That sounds like a plan." He took his basket and went along his way.

Within about thirty minutes we met as we had planned and once the car was loaded we were on our way.

"I want to thank you for your kindness Savanah, I'm sure I would have been a drowned rat had you not picked me up."

"It was my pleasure. You know if you ever have the need for a ride I'll give you my number and you can always give me a call."

He reached over and grabbed my thigh, gently as he again thanked me.

I have always been drawn to older men, I love the gleam in their eyes and the surprise in their faces when a younger woman acknowledges them as men and not simply old codgers.

We arrived at John's home and we both got out and walked around to the trunk to retrieve his packages. I bent over to reach into the back and was quite surprised when I felt him directly behind me.

"Here let me get those" He was very close to me and as he reached around me, his arms brushed across my breasts, he was actually leaning into me from behind when I felt his excitement. The soft moan was both a shock and a pleasure. Admittedly, I didn't move away and he moved ever so slowly, making sure he let me feel all of him.

"You've been so kind to me I think I'd like the chance to repay you by inviting you for dinner, how about it?"

The smile on his worn wrinkled face was almost pleading, how could I not accept his offer?

"That sounds lovely John, I'll take these things home and put them away, freshen up and be back at say six thirty, will that be good for you?"

John smiled and taking his packages in hand told me that he thought that would be just perfect.

"Now don't get all dressed up, I'm a casual kind of fella and I am a pretty plain cook. You take your time and I'll get to making our dinner and see you later on."

I was back in my car and heading home in no time. It was still raining but not nearly as heavy as earlier in the afternoon. I pulled into the drive grabbed my things from the truck and was fast at work putting things away. I had left myself enough time to jump in the shower and dress.

The hot water felt good, I was chilled by the dampness and cold rain. I dried my hair, it was soft and flowing. I thought about what I would wear and decided on a deep blue velor lounge set, pants and a top that was cozy and comfortable. A pretty lace trimmed bra in deep, deep blue covered my full breasts and showed a deep cleavage. The matching panties surrounded the tops of my thighs with lace and felt silky smooth against my skin. A few drops of perfume, into the pants and top and I was just about ready to go. I pulled my hair up and let it hang down across my shoulders. I smiled, I wondered how long it had been since he'd had a guest for dinner.

It was just about six thirty when I reached John's house. I could see him in the kitchen as I parked and by the time I reached his door he was already there welcoming me into his home.

"Come in Savanah, its still pretty nippy outside so I built us a fire and thought we'd eat in the living room. I didn't make anything fancy, just some mugs of soup and some sandwiches, how does that sound?"

I was glad that he didn't prepare a big dinner. My simple offer of a ride didn't require him to go all out and I really wasn't in the mood for a heavy meal. I sat down and surprisingly he sat down rather close to me.

"Here you go, now eat it while its still hot, warms you up from the inside out. It was real good of you to give me a lift, it was real nice to get up close and personal with you."

I couldn't help but smile. The little scenario this afternoon was just that, close and rather personal. I looked at this old man and realized he was in fact seducing me, what my reaction to his statement was would set the stage for him.

"Well, you were very close, I have to admit that."

"I have a real attraction to a woman who has everything in all the right places. I couldn't help but see you react to the chill this afternoon, it was a real eye full for an old fella."

I'm sure he was trying to tell me he enjoyed the fact that my nipples were actually rigid and taut from the chill and strained against the thin blouse I was wearing. I wondered if he had shopped and rode home with the erection he pressed against me. There was a true sense of confidence in his words and it was clear he wanted to see how far I would let him take this.

"There are some things a woman just has no control over."

I smiled and moved back into the sofa and turned slightly towards him. It was now his move and I was eager to see what he felt he would accomplish.

"Well I never liked playing games, I'm a get right to it man. Its been quite some time that I've had the company of a voluptuous woman and I'm aiming to make the most of it. I figure after you felt me rubbing hot and hard against you, you sought of understood that I had a little play time in mind. You accepted my invite and here we are so I say let's get to it and not waste any time talking about it."

John reached out and grabbed a handful of my breast. I felt my body shiver, I was ready, willing and looking forward to this.

"Oh I just knew it, you got squeeze me tits, look at that, that hard suck me nipple is already talking to me."

The old man moved close and bent his head down. I watched him open his mouth and grasp my nipple between his teeth. The gnawing back and forth was making me squirm. With his other hand he began twisting and pinching until my other nipple was hard and swollen.

"Come here, sit right here across my lap so I can give you a good look see and some attention."

I was actually happy to oblige him. The second I sat back I felt his erection. It was impressive to say the least. He reached down into my pants and into my panties and he moaned when he felt the wet warmth that was clearly a product of my arousal.

"I want to get in you. Stand up here and get out of those clothes, why waste time."

John pushed me back and literally in less than a minute he had my pants and panties off lying in a pile at my feet. He grabbed his hard cock, already glistening with precum and held it up.

"Get down on this and take it good and deep, you love it deep don't you?"

I spread my legs and slowly lowered my wet warm pussy over his throbbing rigid cock and when he was deep in me I settled down and began slowly gyrating my hips ever so slowly.

"That's it, rub me good and keep me real hard. I got a long time before I have to let go, so we're just gonna do this and lots of other stuff till I'm ready to end it. You feel just like I knew you would. Now let me get to some serious work on these gorgeous titties."

This man wasted not a second. He reached under my top and swiftly removed it. In a flash my bra was gone and he had what he wanted in both hands.

"Oh my god, I'm afraid I may have to spend a good amount of time with these big suckable tits, I have an awful lot of pent up need so just sit back and enjoy it."

I get out of control watching a man's mouth devour any part of me. This old lover man liked to see the reaction to his bites and sucks on my face. The more I winced and moaned the more he loved it. His tongue was like a whip flickering across my nipples and when he bit down it made me quiver and squeeze the hard cock that was buried deep inside me.

He started to slap my tits, causing them to bounce and sway.

"You're a dirty girl, you love having a wet hot mouth sucking on your big tits don't you.?

I think I should spank these tits real good and then when their good and hot and stinging I think I should bite these nipples real hard and suck them real hard, should I do that, is that what I should do?"

"Oh yes, I am a dirty girl and I need to be punished and spanked and made to obey. You want me to be a good girl don't you, and you'll make sure I am, won't you?"

His eyes opened wide and I knew what his thing was. He wanted me to be a bad girl, he wanted to spank me and hear me tell him I needed his attention to be a good girl. One last sly smile and my punishment was to begin.

"That's right, I know just how to make a bad girl behave herself. Now I'm about to rub that hard hot clit and suck on these nipples. A good girl won't cum until I tell her to, a bad girl will disobey me and need to be punished."

He had me, he knew I was into this little game and I would likely force him to punish me, it was his ultimate pleasure. What he wasn't sure of is just how well I'd play. I wanted to cum when he pushed up against me this afternoon so I was more than willing. If I played well I'd be cumming as many times as I could, and I could cum over and over, and over again

His fingers were long and thin. The tips were soft and round and when he began rubbing me it was clearly with the express intent of making me a very bad girl.

"Ahhhh, this love button is so swelled up and hard. Feel me grab it tight between my fingers and give it a squeeze, yeah, you feel it. Now, I hold it tight and just rub the tip real easy, that's it, that's how you like it. Ohhh, you're so wet, don't you cum until I say so or you get a spanking. Rubbing it real good now, you like it, tell me.?"

"Please let me cum, you're rubbing it so nice, I can't be good if you keep squeezing it like that, I can't be a good girl and you'll spank me, won't you, if I cum?"

"That's right, I'll spank you real hard."

The words were as pleasurable as his fingers and he knew it. The devilish smile that came across his face told me he was about to speed up the need for release.

"Hold those tits up here so I can suck them real good."

I lifted my tits up to his mouth and he sucked and bit back and forth, his fingers never missing a beat. He was rock hard and I was having a difficult time not fucking him silly. As if on cue his fingers went wild and he knew I couldn't stop the rocking deep orgasm that had already started deep down inside me.

"Oh you are a very bad girl, I knew you would be. You're wet pussy is cumming hard all over my cock and my hand, now I didn't say you could and you're a very very bad girl."

He pulled his hand out and grabbed hold of my hips. Between his hands and my legs I fucked him silly, hard and deep and he just stayed hard as a rock. His mouth went back and forth from nipple to nipple and finally I had to get off or lose my mind from the complete and utter pleasure.

I moved off and tried to stand up but he grabbed me and actually forced my over his knees. The first smack shattered the almost silence like a bomb exploding. The sting across my cheeks kept my orgasm alive and with each smack I loved it more.

"Get up here, put you're wet cum filled pussy on my mouth so I can clean it up."

He had me standing on the sofa, one foot on either side of his legs and when he reached forward and pulled me to his mouth his tongue was like a snake slipping and sliding in and out and around every inch of me. The sucking was ecstatic and I pushed against his mouth to get all I could. He was relentless and perfect and knew exactly when and how to move his mouth.

The moaning and whimpering was me, the sound of wetness and licking was his. He latched onto my clit and pulled it in and out of his mouth making me just about lose my legs from under me. This old codger could do me like this forever He reached up and smacked me, one cheek and then the other. He was so good at this I never wanted him to stop.

"Oh please, can I cum, I need to cum, please let me cum?"

"Get down, turn around and hold on to the back of this couch."

In what seemed like a split second he was behind me. I didn't hear him take off his pants and he was rubbing the head of his cock up and down my wet slit.

"Now, gotta get me good and wet so I slide in nice and easy."

He found the spot, the place he was searching for and in one jamming push he was deep inside me. I felt him at the car, I felt how big he was, but this, this was even more than I realized. Slowly he pulled in and out and then he started a fast almost non stop motion that fucked me silly.

"You got a sweet pussy, I knew it would be, I knew once I got in I would love fucking you. I'm a lucky man, I can go a long time without losing my rod or without spilling my juice. I'm gonna fuck this nice and maybe reach around and play with these big tits while I do it.

He did just that. His fingers pulled and pinched my nipples and he fucked me deep and then he would slow down and then hard and I was losing my mind.

"Reach down and rub your clit for me, rub nice and give me a good hard cum"

I was ready. I reached down and began circling my swollen cherry and he fucked me slow and steady. He could feel my muscles tighten and he knew I was close.

It took seconds and I was cumming. He smacked my cheeks and started hollering that he was feeling it now. Faster and harder and then he stopped and pulled back and rammed deep as I felt him spill inside me.

The time seemed to stop and I could only hear us and realized we weren't moving, we were both spent. He backed out of me and I crawled onto the sofa and reached for a blanket that was there.

"You are quite a lovely lady Savanah. You played my game with me and I didn't even have to explain the rules to you, makes me wonder if you haven't always been a bad girl.?"

I smiled. "I'm as bad as I need to be and good as I want to be."

When I left that night I was thoroughly pleased, and had no doubts that my dear friend had equally enjoyed himself. As I closed my eyes to sleep I thought how nice it would be to hear the rain and recall my evening.

Now, you may think that this was a one time deal, and you might be right. Only time will tell.

Dienstag, 12. Januar 2016

Precious Little Katie

Written by MisterReason
My wife usually answers the phone even before the first ring finishes, so when the second ring started I knew I would have to get off my ass and get the damn thing myself. Glancing down the hall, I saw the bathroom door closed, which is why Ada hadn't grabbed it.

If this was a telemarketer, I was going to be really pissed, because I had been watching them close in on some pervert on a CSI episode, but I put as cheerful a voice as I could manage after I picked it up.

"Grandpa?" the perky voice on the other end of the phone chirped. "It's me. Katie."

"Oh! Katie," I responded, not really familiar with the voice of our son's daughter because they lived halfway across the country. "How are you dear?"

"Great. I just wanted to thank you guys for the birthday present you sent me," Katie said. "I can really use the money for books."

"That's wonderful," I replied, sadly not aware that it was her birthday but grateful that my wife had taken care of it as was her custom.

We've got two grown kids, and they both have a couple kids of their own, but our daughter's family lives fairly close so naturally we see them more frequently than our son's.

"Is Grandma around?" Katie asked.

"No, she's kind of tied up right now, but if you..."

"No Grandpa. It's you I want to talk to," Katie said softly. "Can you talk?"

"Sure," I said, wondering what the big mystery was.

"I just had a birthday party the other day," Katie said. "Know who came out here?"

"No, honey. I don't."

"Cindy," Katie said, and the mention of my other granddaughter's name made my heart get a bit crazy for a second as well as leaving me at a loss for words.

"Grandpa?"

"Uh - I'm here Katie," I said, trying to keep my voice calm.

"Her family came out to visit, and I got a chance to meet her for the first time," Katie explained. "She's really neat. Pretty too. She's got an awesome bod on her."

"Grandpa?" Katie asked. "You there?"

"Sorry honey. Yes, I'm still here," I managed to say.

"Cindy wanted me to tell you something if I ever got a chance to talk to you," Katie said. "She said you might me interested to know she's really well developed now. She's up to a 36C bra now."

"Uh - hang on a second dear," I said, leaning back against the counter for a second as I got dizzy, and then I hurried into the spare room before Ada came out of the bathroom.

"I'm back Katie," I said.

"Kinda crowded here when people visit, so Cindy slept in my room," Katie explained, and sweat started flowing out of me like rivers. "We got to talk a lot."

"Oh?"

"Yeah Grandpa," Katie whispered. "She told me about the summer she spent at your house a couple years ago."

"That right?" I said, and while it might be a bit dramatic to say that I wished I was dead right about then, that's not too far off.

"Yeah. We snuck a bottle of vodka into my room and got a little wasted," Katie explained. "She kinda let it slip about you two."

"Don't worry, Grandpa," Katie said after a moment of dead silence. "I'm not going to tell or anything. I am kinda jealous though, especially when she told me that nobody ever fucked her as good as you did. Said you got a real long cock too."

"What's the matter Grandpa?" Katie said after a moment of silence. "You don't want to talk to me?"

"I - uh - what is it that you want?" I asked.

"You could invite me out to visit," Katie suggested. "I'd like that."

"Gee Katie," I said. "You're quite a distance away."

"I'm not as stacked as Cindy is, but I got a bitching bod on me, or at least that's what guys tell me. Want to see?"

"See?"

"Sure? Got a computer?"

"I do," I said, having blundered into the very room it was in, and after following Katie's instructions, in a matter of minutes I was looking at my youngest granddaughter.

"How?" I said, not having a clue about the technology that allowed this to happen.

"It's a web cam, Grandpa. Don't you have one?"

"No. this is all beyond me."

"So what do you think?" Katie asked, this occasionally jumbled picture showing a little blond pixie that didn't look much different that the ones on the Christmas pictures we used to get.

"You're very cute, Katie," I said.

"Want to see more?" Katie asked, and then proceeded to start to unbutton her blouse.

I jumped up and ran to the door, locking it just in case Ada decided to look for me, although she probably assumed I had gone downstairs to my workshop. Since she didn't even know how to turn on the computer and treated the thing like it was radioactive, she wouldn't be coming in here.

When I got back to the chair in front of the computer, Katie had pulled off her blouse and was sitting there in a sports bra of sorts, and while she was adorable looking, she really looked like she could use a few extra pounds. I suspected that as she got older she would fill out nicely, and then silently cursed myself for thinking like that about my own flesh and blood. Old habits die hard.

"Very pretty honey," I gasped as I held the phone between my shoulder and my ear. "You shouldn't be doing this though.

"I like doing it though," Katie said. "Guess I'm a little bit of a show-off. Here. Let me take this off so you can really see me."

Before I could say anything, Katie had pulled her sports bra off and was sitting there naked with the phone in her hand.

"Whatcha think?" Katie said as she ran her free hand over her breasts. "My titties aren't very big, I know. Not like Cindy's, that's for sure."

"They're beautiful, Katie," I managed to say as I stared open-mouthed at the pointy little breasts that jutted straight out on my granddaughter's scrawny chest, and despite how very wrong this was I had already reached into my trousers and had pulled out my cock.

"Want to see more, Grandpa?" Katie asked.

"Katie, you shouldn't be doing this. What if your folks..."

"Out for the night. I'm all by myself. Want to see my pussy?"

"Please don't," I begged, but it was too late because Katie was standing up, pulling down her shorts and then peeling down her panties.

"I hear you breathing heavy, Grandpa," Katie said as she posed with her privates right in front of the camera. "That turns me on so much. Are you playing with yourself?"

"No," I lied.

"How come? You don't think I'm pretty?" Katie asked as she sat down in her chair and put her legs on her computer table and spread her thighs open wide, leaving even less to the imagination.

"You're too young to be doing this," I protested.

"You were doing Cindy when she was my age."

"I did not!" I said sternly.

"Did too. She was 18 that summer with you."

"You - you're 18?" I stammered.

"Duh. How old do you think I am?"

"I - don't know," I mumbled. "When you get my age time sort of gets away from you."

"Well, I'm 18 years and 3 days old, and I'm going to college at Brockton come fall. That's only about 100 miles away from you," Katie said.

"But you - don't..."

Don't what, Grandpa?" Katie asked when my voice froze up on me.

"You don't have - have any - you know - hair down there," I said, as I watched Katie's hand sliding over the smooth mound between her legs.

"Gee Grandpa, I do too. Not very much, but I shave it," Katie said. "Lots of girls do these days. Not Cindy though. She's still got a hairy pussy. She said you really loved how hairy hers was. Don't you like my pussy like this?"

"I guess - it just takes a little getting used to."

"Oh, I get it," Katie said. "I know I look younger than I really am, but most men like that. You feel better about looking at me now?"

"Yes," I gasped, admitting my perverse sense of what was proper and what wasn't.

"So are you playing with yourself, Grandpa?" Katie asked.

"Yes," I confessed as my hand slid up and down the thickly veined shaft of my erect member, and I wished I had some lubricant besides the spit I was using.

"Oh this is so cool, isn't it Grandpa? I wish you had a web cam so I could see you like you see me. I love to watch guys jerk off while they look at me. Want me to pose any special way?"

"No honey," I said. "Just like that is beautiful."

"Some guys like it when I pose like this," Katie said as she briefly took her fingers out from between her legs and put her hands behind her head. "Makes my titties look even smaller than they are. See?"

Posing like that made her skinny frame even more pronounced, as the stretching made her ribs show as well as making her silky smooth armpits become deep craters, but if it had any negative effect on me you couldn't tell by my erection.

"You're gorgeous no matter what you do," I said, my sweating making it tough to keep cradling the phone to my ear.

"Don't cum Grandpa," Katie said as she lowered her right hand back between her legs while keeping the left hand behind her neck. "I want us to cum together. Cindy said you had great control."

I don't know about that, because the sight of Katie's little fingers working around in what seemed like such a small fold was erotic. After living for decades with Ada's puffy labia, seeing a pussy like Katie's was the exactly opposite and was arousing as hell.

"Cindy said - she was scared when she first saw your cock," Katie gasped as she seemed to have most of her hand inside her sex. "Said it looked like it was a foot long."

"Cindy - she exaggerates," I said. "Nowhere near."

"She never had an uncut one before yours," Katie grunted, and both of us were being to sound like locomotives as we raced to orgasm. "She said she really liked to play with your foreskin. Cindy said you the first guy to fuck her in the ass too."

"Katie..."

"I've never had it up the ass yet," Katie gasped as she worked in fingers in that little pussy. "I want you to be the first to do it. Wouldn't you like that?"

"Katie..."

"Just thinking about that big cock of yours pushing into my tiny asshole is making me - OMIGOD!"

I groaned as I felt my orgasm race through my 64 year old loins, and then the phone fell to the floor as I started cumming while the sweat pouring down my face blinded me momentarily. After I stopped cumming I wiped my eyes with my forearm and saw my semen all over the keyboard, the unexpected result of my orgasm spurting instead of drooling out of me as it usually did these days.

Katie wasn't in the chair, but was picking herself off the floor, giggling as she explained that she came so hard she slid off the chair and onto the carpet.

"You okay, honey?"

"Sure. Was it good for you?"

"Oh yes indeed," I said. "You should see the mess I made."

"Now if I was there," Katie said with a grin. "I could have swallowed it, or you could have shot your load right in here."

Katie dipped her finger inside of her and then pulled it out, sticking the wet digit into her mouth and savoring what probably tasted sweet.

"You gotta get a web cam, Grandpa. That way we can have fun until I get out that way in the fall," Katie explained.

"We'll see."

***

"Where are you off to?" Ada asked when she saw me grabbing the car keys the next morning.

"Radio Shack," I said as I left, and although I heard her yell that we needed butter while I was out, of course I forgot it, having other things on my mind.


Montag, 4. Januar 2016

Seducing Grandpa Warren

Written by MisterReason

Almost every man has a moment of weakness - a time when he ends up doing something that he wouldn't ordinarily do.

For Warren Pierce, a 54 year old father of two who had been a faithful and devoted husband for all of the 31 years he had been married to his wife Elsie, that moment of weakness was shortly after 4:00 on the afternoon of May 19, 2009.

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At the sound of the bell...

The jingling of the bell attached to the front door of his framing shop startled Warren Pierce, who had been on the verge of nodding off, as he usually did late in the afternoon.

The girl that walked in wasn't a customer, which was too bad, because business had been off for the last month or so. Warren forced a smile when he saw his niece Kelly bouncing toward him

His younger brother Victor's only daughter had always been one of his favorites, but in recent years Kelly had changed quite a bit. Her playfulness had taken on a decidedly more adult form, and a couple of times her comments and actions had been very bawdy.

He had attributed much of that questionable behavior to the raging hormones of youth which, along with the raunchy stuff that passed of entertainment on TV and in the movies,seemed to be having a derogatory effect on the kids today, if some of the ones that he saw around town were any indication.

"Hi Unkie Warren!" Kelly chirped as she came up to the counter and leaned over with her lips puckered.

"Hello Kelly," Warren said, giving his niece a peck on the cheek instead of meeting her lips, which Kelly had seemed to be expecting. "How's tricks?"

"Trix are for kids," Kelly responded, answering his usual question with her usual answer.

That repartee hadn't changed since Kelly had been a toddler, as she had always taken a liking to that old cereal commercial, but Kelly certainly had changed over the years.

Oh, Kelly was still a tiny little thing, probably no more than 5' tall and very slightly built, but she was becoming a woman, and judging by the provocative way she was dressed, seemed to delight in flaunting it.

Kelly was wearing shorts that were as short as they were tight, and if the skimpy pink tank-top his niece had on wasn't revealing enough as it was, it was plain to see that she was wearing nothing underneath it.

"Does my kid brother know you walk around town dressed like that?" Warren asked the little mop-top who had brazenly planted her butt on the counter and was enjoying making him feel as uncomfortable as possible as she thrust her chest out as far as she could.

"I don't think he notices anything I do," Kelly said matter-of-fact.

"What about your mother then?"

"I think she's too busy trying to seduce her personal trainer at her health club," Kelly suggested.

"Don't be silly," Warren said, doing his best to try and ignore the way that Kelly's nipples were sticking out against the thin fabric of her blouse.

"Thanks for the birthday present," Kelly said, changing the subject.

"Oh - uh sure," Warren said.

"How come you guys didn't come to my party?" Kelly asked.

"Your Aunt Elsie - she had been sick all week," Warren responded, and while it was true, Warren was planning to beg out if Elsie hadn't come down with something, and it was precisely because of the way Kelly had been acting around him lately.

"Bet you don't even know what you gave me," Kelly said, leaning over the counter to try and get him to look down her blouse.

That was something she had caught him doing years ago - a purely accidental glance that he had dreaded doing - and ever since then Kelly had done her best to get him to repeat his mistake.

"Um... you're right," Warren admitted, since Elsie always took care of things like that.

"Eighteen dollars," Kelly chided him. "You guys have always given me a dollar for every year of my age. Can't wait till I'm 100!"

"You're 18 already?" Warren said, scrunching his face as he tried to figure out how the years had flown by so fast.

"Yep! I can vote, buy lottery tickets and smoke, if I wanted to," Kelly said as she snapped her gum. "I can do a lot of other things too."

****

Closing time...

Warren felt a trickle of sweat roll down his spine as he prayed for a customer to come into the shop, even if it was almost closing time, but after the government workers left downtown became a ghost town. That was why he closed at 5 on weekdays, and as he counted the meager proceeds of the day, he wished that Kelly would leave.

"Five o'clock!" Kelly chirped as she looked at the clock over his shoulder. "Closing time."

"Guess so," Warren said, and was about to come around the counter when Kelly jumped down and ran to the door, her little butt jiggling as she move, and after flipping the OPEN sign to read CLOSED from the outside and turning the lock on the door, she came back to the counter.

"There," Kelly said proudly. "Anything I can do to help? Sweep the floor or something?"

"No, that's okay. Don't you have to be home?"

"Nah," Kelly answered. "Dad works late every night and Mom doesn't give a shit what I do."

"Kelly!" Warren said, recoiling at his niece's crude language.

"It's only a word, Unkie Warren," Kelly said with a mischievous grin. "Don't be such a prude."

"It's just not very lady-like for a girl to use such language," Warren responded as he moved through the curtain behind the counter, carrying the cash drawer into the back room.

"I don't want to be a lady," Kelly retorted, having followed her grandpa into the back room. "I want to have fun."

Warren grimaced as he slid behind the desk and put the cash drawer into the safe, and when he turned around Kelly was standing on the other side of the desk, her hands gripping the sprinkler pipe over her head.

"Don't pull down on that," Warren said.

"Gee grandpa Warren," Kelly pouted. "You used to be happy to see me. I thought you liked me."

"Of course I like you," Warren protested. "I love you."

"I love you too," Kelly said. "Remember how much fun we used to have back when I used to stay at your place sometimes?"

"Of course I do."

"We used to wrestle around, and you used to tickle me, remember?"

"Sure do."

"You can tickle me now, if you want," Kelly said, biting her lip as she continued to hold onto the pole. "I'd like that.

Warren's eyes strayed to the gentle hollows of Kelly's exposed armpits, and he noticed that the satiny-smooth underarms that his fingers used to tickle years ago were now graced with little clusters of peach fuzz, dark brown in color like her eyebrows, in stark contrast to the blonde hair on her head.

"I don't think so," Warren said as he shuffled some papers on the desk.

"You can look at me, Grandpa," Kelly said. "I know you like to. I like it when you do."

"Look Kelly..."

"You're sweating, Grandpa," Kelly said. "Don't be nervous."

"I'm not nervous, but I don't care for the way you're acting," Warren said. "If ever acted like this in front of the wrong person you might find yourself getting more than you bargained for."

"Maybe that's what I want. Do you have a big dick?" Kelly asked.

"WHAT?"

"A big dick," Kelly repeated. "I was just wondering if you had a big one. Dad's got a pretty big one. He didn't show it to me. I peeked into the bedroom and watched him fuck Mom once. He's not circumcised. Are you?"

"That's enough," Warren snapped. "In fact that's more than enough. Time for you to leave."

"You don't want me to leave," Kelly said as she reached down and pulled her tank top out of her shorts.

****

Show and no-tell...

Warren had started to get up out of his chair to escort his niece out of the store when Kelly calmly crossed her arms in front of herself and peeled her tank-top up and over her head. His hands slipped off of the edge of the desk when he saw what Kelly was doing, and now as Kelly tossed the blouse aside Warren was frozen in shock.

"I know you're used to Aunt Elsie's big ones," Kelly said suggestively, her hands coming up and cupping the little cones that jutted out from her chest. "Mine are little, but they're kind of cute, aren't they?"

Warren felt the room spinning around as he tried to make sense about what was happening to him, but Kelly gave him no time to act. Walking around the desk, she was in front of him in a flash, blocking his exit with her petite frame.

"You've always had the hots for me," Kelly said. "Admit it. I figured you were only waiting until I became legal. I've wanted you all my life. You look a little like Clint Eastwood, and he makes me wet. Here. Feel me."

Warren felt helpless as Kelly took his hand by the wrist and placed his palm on her right breast, squeezing her own hand over his in order to force him to squeeze it, and her tiny pink nipple seemed to burn his palm as it responded.

"I don't want to do this," Warren said. "You have to leave."

"I will leave," Kelly said. "On one condition. If your cock isn't hard now, I'll walk right out of here."

Warren made a choking sound as Kelly's hand flew down to his crotch, and it only took a second for her to find him.

"Looks like I'm staying," Kelly said, biting her lip as she squeezed Warren's cock through the layers of fabric. "And you do have a pretty big one. Here."

Kelly took Warren by the back of his head and drew his face to her breast, rubbing her pointy nipple on his lips.

"Take it," Kelly whispered, and after a moment of hesitation, Warren's mouth opened, taking in not only the pale pink aureole but most of the little sprout it was attached to as well.

"Yeah!" Kelly gasped as her grandpa slobbered all over her titty, sucking and biting it like an animal.

Kelly's hand slipped down and popped open the button of her shorts while Warren chewed on her breasts, and as she wiggled out of her shorts Warren's hands came down and practically ripped her panties off of her.

Like an enraged bull, Warren cleared his desk with a single swipe of his hand, sending everything flying as he pushed his niece onto the top of it. His eyes went to Kelly's pussy, which had only a narrow strip of trimmed hairs along the pert lips of her sex, and he fell to his knees while pushing his face between her parted thighs.

Kelly's pussy was wet before his mouth got there, and after lapping at her clit for a few seconds he felt Kelly clawing at his shoulders.

"Fuck me," Kelly yelled. "Fuck me now."

Warren yanked his pants down as fast as he good, taking his boxer shorts down with them, and when Kelly saw his erection springing up and down after being freed she squealed with delight.

She started to reach down and grab his swollen member but Warren pushed her hand away and, taking his cock in his hand, brought it right to the dripping channel and pushed himself into his niece.

Kelly was no virgin, but she was tight, and as his cock slammed inside of his niece, it seemed to Warren that he must have been tearing her up, but her screams were not only from pain but from pleasure as well.

Kelly's legs came around Warren as he began thrusting into her with all of his might, impaling her with every bit of his thick seven inches of throbbing manhood while his balls slammed into the edge of the desk below them.

The desk actually began moving as Warren pounded his cock into his little niece, and although he had not been the aggressor, he still felt like an animal savaging its prey. Warren's pants were down around his knees and his shirt was still on, although it was soaked with sweat.

Beneath him, Kelly was in the middle of an orgasm as her tight pussy clamped down around Warren's cock. Kelly's face and neck were strained and beet red as she clutched at her little breast buds, spitting out obscenities as she writhed on the desk-top.

Warren felt his own orgasm building up inside of him, and as it did his already hard and fast thrusting movements became even more so. It was as if he was possessed - determined to drill his little niece right through the wall that the desk that he had pushed it into with his furious fucking.

"Cum in me!" Kelly shouted at her grandpa, sensing the impending moment. "Fill my cunt with your cum!"

Warren let out a bellow as his cock erupted into his niece's pussy, sending volley after volley of his seed deep into her womb, and he didn't stop thrusting into her until his balls were drained. Now the reality of the situation hit Warren and he stepped back, letting his now limp member slip out of Kelly.

Warren's semen was oozing out of Kelly's sex, the milky white seed drooling down into the crack of her butt, and the sight of what he had just done to his niece stunned him. Tears started rolling down his cheeks as he shuffled backwards across the room, to where the desk originally was.

"I'm sorry," Warren said, his voice barely audible.

"Sorry?" Kelly said, peeling herself off of the desk top and following her grandpa across the room. "No you're not. At least you better not be. That was a great fuck."

"You're my brother's daughter," Warren mumbled.

"And now we're fuck buddies," Kelly proclaimed as she backed her grandpa against the wall, grabbing his flaccid cock and pulling on it. "We're going to do this a lot from now on."

"I can't."

"You will," Kelly informed Warren. "You'll feel guilty for a couple of days, thinking that you violated me or some shit like that, but after that you'll be watching the door for me around the time school gets out."

"No," Warren said.

"You'll see," Kelly said. "There's so much we haven't even done yet.

Kelly went to her knees and inspected her grandpa's manhood, sliding his foreskin back and licking the exposed mushroom-shaped head while rolling his pendulous balls in her other hand.

"Nice cock, Unkie Warren," Kelly said. "Love these uncut dicks. I think yours might even be bigger than Dad's, you know that?"

"Oh well. Gotta get home," Kelly said, planting a kiss on her grandpa's wrinkled manhood before rising to her feet and getting dressed.

"My pussy's sore," Kelly declared as she pulled on her shorts. "It's a good soreness though. Can't wait for next time."

"Kelly..." Warren said, still leaning against the wall with his trousers around his ankles.

"Maybe someday we can go to a motel or something," Kelly suggested. "Get really comfortable. Maybe take a bath together, and then you can do stuff to me. Anything you want. Do you like getting rimmed?"

"What?" Warren asked, clearly not having a clue as to what Kelly was talking about.

"You give it to Aunt Elsie in the ass?" Kelly asked. "I like a nice big cock up there every once in a while. Well, you think about it. I'll be back soon."

"Love ya Unkie Warren," Kelly declared, reaching up and giving her dazed grandpa a kiss on the cheek before walking out of the back room and through the store.

The bell jingled as Kelly left, and it was only then that Warren pulled his boxers and trousers back up before shuffling wearily out to the store.

Warren didn't feel guilty for a couple of days, because the guilt never really went away, and Kelly was wrong about him watching the door for her to return in a few days. He was looking out for her the very next day, and every day for the rest of the week, and when Kelly finally returned Friday afternoon, it was Warren who locked the door and flipped the OPEN sign, even though it wasn't quite 5 yet.

"Ooh!" Kelly said as she let Grandpa Warren herd her into the back room. "Are you going to be rough like last time?"

"Did you like it rough?" Warren said, his shirt off by the time they went behind the curtain, and his pants came all the way off this time, his erection swaying in front of him as he leered at his niece.

"I like it all ways," Kelly said, dropping to her knees and taking her grandpa's swollen manhood in her mouth.

"That's my girl," Warren said, running his hands through her hair as Kelly's lips slid down the shaft of his cock, way farther than Elsie's ever had.
"What a good cocksucker you are."