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The Uber driver pulled up into the tree-lined drive, a huge southern-style 2-story home came into view with whitewashed arches supporting the stone columns framing the double-door entranceway. The late afternoon sun highlighted a balcony ran surrounding the whole 2nd floor with windows looking out all sides, large potted plants, chairs, and tables dotted the view. The impressive statuesque appearance of the building and the neatly manicured shrubs, trees and stone walkways caught everyone by surprise.
Standing in the doorway was Grandpa. His outline was not unlike their fathers; muscular and trim, tall and well dressed, he stood there waving obviously anxious for my arrival. His hair was peppered with dark amongst the gray, cut and combed neatly back. He hurried out and paid the Uber driver who had deposited her luggage on the cobblestone walkway. He towered over his Granddaughter who stood clasping hands looking somewhat uncertain as he greeted them jovially.
"Welcome to my home! Come in Please."
The rooms inside the house were just as impressive as the look of the outside, southern style with massive pieces of ornately decorated wooden furniture, and a hanging chandelier from the high ceiling. A central staircase led upward to a foyer where a large picture hung and more stairs, left and right, which went upward to the second floor. The stairwell was flanked by halls leading behind them to the kitchen. To the left of the central stairwell, a living room with several couches and chairs arranged to face a fireplace large enough to heat the room with ease. To the right was a large study with bookcases lining the walls and another fireplace sitting behind a mahogany desk with books and papers strewn across its desktop, as if Grandfather had been working when their arrival.
"I'm so happy that you accepted my invitation to come visit your Grandfather for the first time. I truly did not expect your father to allow you to come see me since he and I have not seen eye to eye for some time now."
"Oh, it gives is awesome to get a break from working on the farm every day Grandpa; I am so excited to get to visit you."
"Your room is upstairs on the left. Carry your bags up and get settled, while I check on dinner. I am hoping you are hungry after your long trip here." He pointed up towards the upper rooms and swiftly turned walking into the kitchen, leaving her gawking and taking in the strange and new surroundings.
During dinner, two carried gradually got to know each other, talking about things on the farm, how school was going, her friends and how different it was from the city. Her Grandfather listened patiently, nodding and replying while trying to picture how her life was going while keeping his opinions to himself.
As the sun drifted below the horizon, the shadowy glimmering light of the candelabras seemed to highlight the girl's hair and her youthful features as they rose up from the table and went into the living room. They sat on the couch as she started peppering him with questions about her father and his life in the past. He smiled as he told her tales of her father's adventures growing up. The sun had set and she shivered in the coolness of the air as he stoked the fireplace with wood, and built a blazing fire.
"I really cannot tell you how wonderful it is to have you to be here," he spoke quietly putting his arms around her shoulders pulling her close to him. "It has been many years since I've had a beautiful woman beside me, and now, look at me, such a beautiful creature sitting at my side." He leaned and gently kissed her on the cheek.
"Aw, Grandpa, that is so sweet of you," Ashley replied looking up at him and kissing his cheeks. "I have not been alone in the company of a handsome man ever," she giggled softly.
"That is very wise of him dear, you are a very lovely young girl," he smiled and spoke softly.
"Daddy does not allow me company without him being present." Innocently, the girl had placed her small hand on his leg. He felt his libido stirring, and shifted uncomfortably attempting to adjust himself to keep his erection down but her hand was so close to the outline of his cock under the seams of his trousers, it continued to grow as he felt the heat of the girl's hand.
They sat staring into the flames of the fire as he continued to talk about her father's antics as a young man for a long time. The girl rested her head against his shoulder listening. The rise and fall of her breath, the smell of her hair and perfume filled his nostrils. His mind filled with impure thoughts as low cut of her blouse against her suntanned body gave him brief views of her white breasts.
She had fallen quiet, and he realized that she had fallen asleep slumped against his chest. He stopped talking and unable to resist the temptation, he slowly moved his hands and rested them on the sleeping girl's budding breasts. Her head nestled against his chest and a quiet murmur escaped her mouth at his touch.
Gently he started caressing young girls' breasts, tracing the soft outlines with his fingertips closing his eyes and almost holding his breath. He realized that the long trip had undoubtedly worn her out, and he continued to fondle her breasts amidst more dreamy soft murmurs escaping her mouth. He unbuttoned two more buttons on her blouse, revealing a light blue lace bra barely large enough to restrain her breasts. Using his palms, he lifted them gently, watching the flesh quiver like jello.
The girl twitched slightly and he quickly re-buttoned her top removing his hands before her eyes opened sleepily, looking up at him. His face blazed as red as the flames in the fire, but in the darkness she could not tell.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I dozed off. I should go to bed." She straightened up on the couch and rose, kissing him on the cheek. "I love you Grandpa. Good Night."
"Good night my dear, I love you too," he replied as she climbed the stairs, entered her room and closed the door. He felt both disappointed and ashamed at the same time, having taken advantage of the girl as he too rose and went to his bed.
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The next day was a whirlwind of activities. Like a kitten in a new place, she explored high and low throughout the rambling house and it's opulent furnishings, rooms and closets. One room was apparently her Grandmother's room with plush velvety surfaces, soft chairs, a recliner by the window overlooking the veranda and the fields below. Her dressing table seemed littered with expensive perfumes, exotic trinkets hanging from the huge mirror along with pictures of her and Grandpa. The room had an enormous bed with bed curtains, a hanging rope pull-bell and walk-in closets lined with glamorous evening gowns and dresses. She stared in wonder at the glittery array of clothing and was amazed that most of the clothing was in her size.
She pulled the rope and heard a sweetly tingling set of bells sounding in the lower parts of the house. Within what seemed like an instant, there stood Grandpa with a wide smile on his face in the doorway.
"You rang, Mistress," bowing low as he entered the room. "Your Grandmother used to ring that bell and I would come running no matter what I was doing. I was always at her beck and call." He glanced around the room as she moved around exploring it, pleased that she liked the room. "If you like this room more than the one you are in, you are welcome to move in here for the rest of your stay with me. That way, you just have to ring the bell, and I'll come running to serve you."
"Are you having fun exploring? During the Civil war days, the original owners always managed to disappear from the invading soldiers and evade capture. To this day, there are mysterious hidden passageways throughout the house….if you can find them." He smiled mischievously at the girl.
"Oh Grandpa, you are fibbing. People don't have secret passageways in their homes, don't tease me."
"Well, that is what I've been told dear. You never know, you might find them. I never have and believe me I have looked for them. I must get back to work now. Good Luck!" He turned on his heels, disappeared back down the stairway, and headed to his Library.
She spent the rest of the day continuing her explorations of the house with a renewed interest to find a hidden passageway or room somewhere. Dinnertime came quickly just as the sun was setting bathing the house in a weird glow of shadows and light. As they ate, she questioned him more on the secrets of the house, and he laughingly explained that they were merely rumors from the real estate agent when he bought the house years ago.
"There is an old journal of the original homeowner in my Library, you can take it and read, and perhaps it will give you clues to these secret treasures of the house." She eagerly accepted the journal and began pouring over the hand written pages in archaic script.
As she read, she kept jumping up, running from room to room, examining the walls and closets for hidden latches or buttons, but always returned to the couch to read more throughout the remainder of the evening hours.
It was late and Grandpa finally appeared from his Library and told her that she should go to bed. She reluctantly closed the journal, kissed him goodnight and headed to her room for the night. Thinking that he might finally have some 'alone' time, he went into the Drawing room, added a log to the fire, dimmed the lamps some and sat on the sofa. Reaching into the cushions, he pulled several girlie magazines out and spread them on the cushions next to him. Pulling his trousers off, he started flipping the pages while stroking on his cock.
He was so engrossed in the magazines; he failed to notice that the young girl wearing her tiny nighty had entered the room quietly and stood watching him stroke his cock. Her eyes watched unbelieving at what she was seeing, a man's cock, hard and erect. She stealthily crept forward closer to the sofa until her hand was against it. Her pulse beat wildly as she watched and her hand stole inside her panties and she touched her little coochie.
Each manly stroke he made, she made a mimic movement of her finger against herself. Clutching the sofa for support, she tugged at her panties and let them fall to the floor around her ankles as she stood there Jilling herself holding onto the couch for support. Her Grandpa continued wanking as he flipped thru page after page of naked girls, grunting.
She heard him speaking, 'Oh baby, Grandpa wants to touch your boobs; your nipples look so delicious, I want to lick them….and your little pussy, I want to taste it' as he jerked himself harder and harder.
She felt her body begin to quiver and her rump seemed to heave against her fingers as womanly juices started flowing down her inner thighs until she felt an orgasm overtake her. She kept driving her fingers into her pussy watching him. When her body subsided from the climax, she continued to watch him, totally caught up with seeing his cock in his own hand jerking off until she saw a huge amount of white cum squirting out hitting the pages of the magazine. He whacked himself harder and harder as the fluids flowed and squirted again. Satisfied, he waggled his cock, shaking the remnants his cum off and hid the magazines back under the cushions.
"Grandpa….watcha you doing?" she innocently asked standing so close to him that he could almost feel her breath on his neck. Her head craned around looking at his erect cock as he stood up to pull his trousers up.
"Ooh!" He quickly sat down, not bothering to pull his pants up, and attempted to cover himself with his hands in his lap. "Nothing, nothing at all," he spoke rapidly with his face burning bright red with embarrassment. "Umm, how long have you been standing there young lady?" he asked.
"I was watching you Grandpa. I started out to look for one of those secret passages when I saw the door cracked open and looked in."
"You are not supposed to be traipsing around the house in the dark," he tried to scold her but having been caught himself; he did not sound that convincing.
"Was that your 'secret' Grandpa? Brother has naked girlie magazines in his room at home too. That is Brother's secret from Daddy." Her eyes remained locked on his cupped hands in his lap as she stepped to the sofa. He gasped as she sat cross-legged next to him and her tiny pussy pouted into view. Even though he had just come, his cock again sprang erect and his hairy ball sacks hung down in view under his hands.
"Umm….you should not have seen all this, it's private." He watched as she slowly pulled her nighty up and over her head, running her hands under her breasts seductively.
"I heard you say you wanted to touch me Grandpa" as she leaned forward offering them to him "Touch me." She remained waiting pensively to feel his hands on her body.
His one hand moved tortuously to her chest until it touched her breast. His cock no longer fettered by his hand sprung upward waving back and forth. Her eyes opened widely as it seemed to jump up. She held his hand and guided it to her breasts and her lips pursed as the tip of her tongue licked out.
"Grandpa….more, both hands…" she moaned softly yearning the touch of his hands. "No one has ever touched me like this…."
His hands began gently fondling her breasts, lifting and squeezing lightly, pushing them together and releasing them, watching them with intense excitement flooding his mind and body. Gently pushing her backward on the sofa, he began nuzzling her neck, kissing her shoulders working downward until his lips started kissing her breasts. He kissed the soft outlines inch by inch, working toward her nipples. As he watched, they stiffened into taunt little strawberry colored nubbins, pert and standing straight. His lips opened and his tongue flashed out licking the tips, before they encompassed them and his tongue swirled around in his closed mouth.
He began suckling her breasts, his cheeks bulging as the fleshy mounds disappeared between his lips and into his mouth. He began using his hands caressing her sides working his way to her hips. Releasing her breasts, his kisses trailed down amidst her cleavage as he kissed his way along her stomach until she felt his hot breath on her pubic area. His tongue darted out, licking the tiny slit hidden under the matted bush of hair. The girl shuddered as the tongue flipped the tip of her clitoris several times.
The widest part of his tongue began licking her vagina top to bottom bathing her labia in saliva. The very tip of his tongue seemed to plow between her labia lips, opening her slit and she felt it enter. She moaned and clasped his head with her hands, holding him and pulling to guide his skilled tongues to her most sensitive regions, while his hands groped and fondled her breasts.
He shifted his body, positioned her legs upward with her feet almost touching her shoulders, and parted her labia with his fingertips, holding them wide open and buried his face into her pussy with his tongue lapping rapidly. She reached underneath her knees, holding her legs, and squirmed and wiggled her ass against his face with abandon. Her womanly fluids were flowing freely against his chin and he sucked them into his mouth. Her body tensed and quivered a few times, she moaned and groaned loudly as she once more experienced an almost earth shattering orgasm. He kept licking and sucking until her body seemed to go limp.
"Did you like that Ashley," he asked looking up at her with pussy nectar dripping from his chin. She nodded 'Yes' as she released her legs placing them over his shoulders with her feet dangling behind him. "Oh my god….my Sister is the only one that has made me cum that much before."
"Your Sister…." His eyes widened as she spoke and incredulously he asked, "You mean….you have had your pussy licked before?"
"Oh yes, many times. My sister makes me cum all the time, and several of my girlfriends and I share the same fun time play."
Her Grandpa fell back and sat on his haunches, staring at her, mouth partly open in disbelief, shaking his head. "I guess I should have known this when I saw you 'Jilling' yourself when you first came into the room watching me." He sat still for several moments before he realized that his cock was hanging down as he knelt completely in her view.
"You should go back to bed now. I should not have taken advantage of you…," he spoke in a resigned voice. "It might be best if I call your Father, and have him come pick you up before anything else happens that I will regret forever."
"But Grandpa, it wasn't your fault. I'm happy that you pleased me," she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. Her lips were soft and yielding, opening alluringly as her tongue penetrated his mouth.
"I'm not tired now Grandpa. I still want to know what you were doing when I came in the room and saw you."
"I have seen my Brother doing that when he reads his naughty girlie magazines too. He always tries to get me to come help him touch it, but I run away."
She continued to pepper him with rapid-fire questions.
"Does it feel good?"
"Will white stuff squirt out of it like it does in Daddy's pornographic movies?"
"How long does it take for the white stuff to come out?"
"Is it always big, or does it get smaller?"
"What does it feel like? Is it hard like a stick?"
"Nobody ever tells me anything when I really want to know. PLEASE tell me Grandpa, I want really want to know these things."
Shocked that his mouth and jaw were moving but no words coming out, he stared at his Granddaughter, and in chagrin, he once again attempted to hide his cock from her view shifting his body to the side, blocking her view with his leg.
Suddenly, without warning, using her knee to push his leg aside, she knelt down between them, and gazed at his stiff cock. Before he could react, she reached down and clasped his cock in her fingers.
"Oh, it feels soft and warm, Grandpa," she exclaimed. She lifted it up with her hands and leaned in closely looking at it. "It is so pretty Grandpa, I like it. Do you care if I touch it more," she asked and without waiting for his response, she began manipulating it against her palms, turning and twisting her head to examine it from all angles.
"Is this what you were doing Grandpa," as her hands began stroking it up and down gently. He uncons1ously moaned low falling back on his buttocks with his cock now standing straight and erect in her hands. "Am I hurting you Grandpa?"
"No….it…what you are doing does not hurt…," he moaned again as her hands fondled his manhood. "You…should not be doing this Ashley…."
"Well, you were doing it first and I saw you. Am I doing it right Grandpa?" His heavy breathing coupled with the low moans escaping his mouth told her it was fine. "I have seen my Dad and my Brother doing it too."
"But you are too young…." He tried to defuse the rapidly escalating situation, but the girl was adamant about continuing.
"I am NOT Too Young. I will be in High School next year, plenty old enough to know things like this," she spoke in a pouty voice.
Her little hands kept stroking on his cock, even as he tried to push her hands away and cover himself up, but the thought of her young hands stroking him made it difficult for him to resist. Finally, he gave up resisting and layback letting her continue. Her eyes were locked on his cock feeling it get stiffer and begin to move on its own when she stopped stroking it.
"Grandpa, does it do that all the time?" she asked as she cocked her head from side to side looking at it closely. "It's so cute." She was so close, he felt her breath and it involuntarily moved brushing her lips several times. Her tongue flashed out wetting her lips as it brushed them again, and she clutched it tight in her hands and kissed the tip. She sat back slightly, licking her lips tasting his pre-cum that had began to ooze from his cock.
"Did I squeeze it too hard Grandpa, there's stuff leaking out of it." He shook his head 'NO', smiling shyly and continued talking. "It tastes good, like when I put salt on my palm at the dinner table and lick it." She relaxed her grip, but leaned forward and kissed the tip again, licking more and tasting it as continued to dribble out. "I like it a lot Grandpa."
Before he could respond, she began eagerly licking his cock head using the widest part of her tongue to lap at the oozing cock. He started moaning lolling his head back and forth enjoying the forbidden activity with his Granddaughter. His fingers stole to the sides of her head and he began to run his fingers thru her hair applying slight pressure on her head pulling her mouth down over his cock.
She opened her mouth and slowly let him guide her mouth down over the head of his cock. She felt his hips begin to hump her mouth, felt more and more of his cock slipping into her mouth. She let her tongue whirl around it, licking and teasing the cockhead and licked its underside. She felt herself become almost dizzy, reached between her legs, and slipped two fingers inside her wet pussy as she engulfed his cock in her mouth deeper and deeper.
"Grandpa, this is wonderful, I do so like this," she said raising her head off his cock slightly looking at him. "Do you like it too?"
"Oh My God, yes, but…. You must stop or …," he groaned in a low voice. He realized he was almost past being able to control his ejaculation and grabbed her hair forcing her mouth back over his cock. He held her tight as his cock shot his thick white cream into her mouth. She gagged as it filled her mouth and throat with him holding her head tightly ramming his cock in her throat. She opened her mouth gasping for air as he continued to shoot load after load of cum deep down her throat. When he finally released her head, she tilted her head back, holding the remainder of cum in her mouth, twirling it with her tongue and swallowed it, licking her lips.
"OMG….Grandpa that was so wonderful; It filled my mouth and throat until I almost could not breathe. But the taste was indescribably delicious, I wanted more." She sat and continued to lick at her lips and taste the cum that was dribbling down her face.
He pulled her naked body gently up onto his lap, his semi-hard cock rested between her legs, pushing up against her pussy, pulled her to his chest and kissed her lips passionately. "This should not have happened; it was very naughty for Grandpa to take advantage of you like that." He felt the wetness of her pussy against his cock, and immediately his turgid cock started getting hard again, standing up, and pressing flat against her pussy.
"Oh, but Grandpa….I loved it, thank you," she whispered into his ear. "You didn't treat me like a little girl." She wiggled her body against his, pushing hard against his cock with her pussy. "Grandpa…I am tingling down there…between my legs where your thingy is touching me." She reached her hand down and felt his stiff cock. She started rocking against him, rubbing herself on his cock. Her labia lips were engorged, swollen and seemed to wrap themselves around his shaft as she moved up and down. There was no friction and she just kept rubbing against him.
"Ashley, we should stop now and ….," he started to say go to bed, when he felt her fingertips push the tip of his cock between her labia and its tip disappeared into her pussy. The head of his cock felt the resistance of her hymen as she rocked gently against him and suddenly she forced herself down hard and impaled herself burying his cock to the hilt inside her. She cried out with the pain then started whimpering, moving up and down on his shaft letting him drive deeply into her body.
He lay still, letting her ride atop him, raising and lowering her buttocks, wiggling her ass and rode his cock like a little girl would ride a department store pony ride. He watched her face as her eyes were closed; her lips seemed to have a smile that one could not wipe off as she humped, faster and faster. Her breathing became ragged and heavy until finally she drove down on him hard, quivering. She slumped against his body with his cock still embedded in her neither regions and rested her head against his shoulder, kissing him.
They lay locked together until his cock finally shrank down and fell out of her pussy. The wooden floor under them was covered in quim and blood. He moved to get up and realized that the girl was fast asleep in his arms, and he lay back and just held her close.
She awoke as the first light of the morning sun burst thru the big windows. The rays felt warm on our skin. I kissed her lips gently.
"Good morning Granddaughter. Did you sleep well?" She looked at him with bright beaming eyes, and began kissing his face all over.
"Grandpa, I love you!" she exclaimed.
"Dear…I have to tell you that No One must ever know what happened last night, Ever. Grandpa was very naughty allowing it to happen, and if anyone were to find out, why they would put Grandpa in Jail," he watched her closely to see her reaction.
"Well Grandpa….unless you do that to me all the time, I will tell on you," she smiled and reached out and grabbed his cock again. It immediately started to get hard once more.
12/13/19
Standing in the doorway was Grandpa. His outline was not unlike their fathers; muscular and trim, tall and well dressed, he stood there waving obviously anxious for my arrival. His hair was peppered with dark amongst the gray, cut and combed neatly back. He hurried out and paid the Uber driver who had deposited her luggage on the cobblestone walkway. He towered over his Granddaughter who stood clasping hands looking somewhat uncertain as he greeted them jovially.
"Welcome to my home! Come in Please."
The rooms inside the house were just as impressive as the look of the outside, southern style with massive pieces of ornately decorated wooden furniture, and a hanging chandelier from the high ceiling. A central staircase led upward to a foyer where a large picture hung and more stairs, left and right, which went upward to the second floor. The stairwell was flanked by halls leading behind them to the kitchen. To the left of the central stairwell, a living room with several couches and chairs arranged to face a fireplace large enough to heat the room with ease. To the right was a large study with bookcases lining the walls and another fireplace sitting behind a mahogany desk with books and papers strewn across its desktop, as if Grandfather had been working when their arrival.
"I'm so happy that you accepted my invitation to come visit your Grandfather for the first time. I truly did not expect your father to allow you to come see me since he and I have not seen eye to eye for some time now."
"Oh, it gives is awesome to get a break from working on the farm every day Grandpa; I am so excited to get to visit you."
"Your room is upstairs on the left. Carry your bags up and get settled, while I check on dinner. I am hoping you are hungry after your long trip here." He pointed up towards the upper rooms and swiftly turned walking into the kitchen, leaving her gawking and taking in the strange and new surroundings.
During dinner, two carried gradually got to know each other, talking about things on the farm, how school was going, her friends and how different it was from the city. Her Grandfather listened patiently, nodding and replying while trying to picture how her life was going while keeping his opinions to himself.
As the sun drifted below the horizon, the shadowy glimmering light of the candelabras seemed to highlight the girl's hair and her youthful features as they rose up from the table and went into the living room. They sat on the couch as she started peppering him with questions about her father and his life in the past. He smiled as he told her tales of her father's adventures growing up. The sun had set and she shivered in the coolness of the air as he stoked the fireplace with wood, and built a blazing fire.
"I really cannot tell you how wonderful it is to have you to be here," he spoke quietly putting his arms around her shoulders pulling her close to him. "It has been many years since I've had a beautiful woman beside me, and now, look at me, such a beautiful creature sitting at my side." He leaned and gently kissed her on the cheek.
"Aw, Grandpa, that is so sweet of you," Ashley replied looking up at him and kissing his cheeks. "I have not been alone in the company of a handsome man ever," she giggled softly.
"That is very wise of him dear, you are a very lovely young girl," he smiled and spoke softly.
"Daddy does not allow me company without him being present." Innocently, the girl had placed her small hand on his leg. He felt his libido stirring, and shifted uncomfortably attempting to adjust himself to keep his erection down but her hand was so close to the outline of his cock under the seams of his trousers, it continued to grow as he felt the heat of the girl's hand.
They sat staring into the flames of the fire as he continued to talk about her father's antics as a young man for a long time. The girl rested her head against his shoulder listening. The rise and fall of her breath, the smell of her hair and perfume filled his nostrils. His mind filled with impure thoughts as low cut of her blouse against her suntanned body gave him brief views of her white breasts.
She had fallen quiet, and he realized that she had fallen asleep slumped against his chest. He stopped talking and unable to resist the temptation, he slowly moved his hands and rested them on the sleeping girl's budding breasts. Her head nestled against his chest and a quiet murmur escaped her mouth at his touch.
Gently he started caressing young girls' breasts, tracing the soft outlines with his fingertips closing his eyes and almost holding his breath. He realized that the long trip had undoubtedly worn her out, and he continued to fondle her breasts amidst more dreamy soft murmurs escaping her mouth. He unbuttoned two more buttons on her blouse, revealing a light blue lace bra barely large enough to restrain her breasts. Using his palms, he lifted them gently, watching the flesh quiver like jello.
The girl twitched slightly and he quickly re-buttoned her top removing his hands before her eyes opened sleepily, looking up at him. His face blazed as red as the flames in the fire, but in the darkness she could not tell.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I dozed off. I should go to bed." She straightened up on the couch and rose, kissing him on the cheek. "I love you Grandpa. Good Night."
"Good night my dear, I love you too," he replied as she climbed the stairs, entered her room and closed the door. He felt both disappointed and ashamed at the same time, having taken advantage of the girl as he too rose and went to his bed.
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The next day was a whirlwind of activities. Like a kitten in a new place, she explored high and low throughout the rambling house and it's opulent furnishings, rooms and closets. One room was apparently her Grandmother's room with plush velvety surfaces, soft chairs, a recliner by the window overlooking the veranda and the fields below. Her dressing table seemed littered with expensive perfumes, exotic trinkets hanging from the huge mirror along with pictures of her and Grandpa. The room had an enormous bed with bed curtains, a hanging rope pull-bell and walk-in closets lined with glamorous evening gowns and dresses. She stared in wonder at the glittery array of clothing and was amazed that most of the clothing was in her size.
She pulled the rope and heard a sweetly tingling set of bells sounding in the lower parts of the house. Within what seemed like an instant, there stood Grandpa with a wide smile on his face in the doorway.
"You rang, Mistress," bowing low as he entered the room. "Your Grandmother used to ring that bell and I would come running no matter what I was doing. I was always at her beck and call." He glanced around the room as she moved around exploring it, pleased that she liked the room. "If you like this room more than the one you are in, you are welcome to move in here for the rest of your stay with me. That way, you just have to ring the bell, and I'll come running to serve you."
"Are you having fun exploring? During the Civil war days, the original owners always managed to disappear from the invading soldiers and evade capture. To this day, there are mysterious hidden passageways throughout the house….if you can find them." He smiled mischievously at the girl.
"Oh Grandpa, you are fibbing. People don't have secret passageways in their homes, don't tease me."
"Well, that is what I've been told dear. You never know, you might find them. I never have and believe me I have looked for them. I must get back to work now. Good Luck!" He turned on his heels, disappeared back down the stairway, and headed to his Library.
She spent the rest of the day continuing her explorations of the house with a renewed interest to find a hidden passageway or room somewhere. Dinnertime came quickly just as the sun was setting bathing the house in a weird glow of shadows and light. As they ate, she questioned him more on the secrets of the house, and he laughingly explained that they were merely rumors from the real estate agent when he bought the house years ago.
"There is an old journal of the original homeowner in my Library, you can take it and read, and perhaps it will give you clues to these secret treasures of the house." She eagerly accepted the journal and began pouring over the hand written pages in archaic script.
As she read, she kept jumping up, running from room to room, examining the walls and closets for hidden latches or buttons, but always returned to the couch to read more throughout the remainder of the evening hours.
It was late and Grandpa finally appeared from his Library and told her that she should go to bed. She reluctantly closed the journal, kissed him goodnight and headed to her room for the night. Thinking that he might finally have some 'alone' time, he went into the Drawing room, added a log to the fire, dimmed the lamps some and sat on the sofa. Reaching into the cushions, he pulled several girlie magazines out and spread them on the cushions next to him. Pulling his trousers off, he started flipping the pages while stroking on his cock.
He was so engrossed in the magazines; he failed to notice that the young girl wearing her tiny nighty had entered the room quietly and stood watching him stroke his cock. Her eyes watched unbelieving at what she was seeing, a man's cock, hard and erect. She stealthily crept forward closer to the sofa until her hand was against it. Her pulse beat wildly as she watched and her hand stole inside her panties and she touched her little coochie.
Each manly stroke he made, she made a mimic movement of her finger against herself. Clutching the sofa for support, she tugged at her panties and let them fall to the floor around her ankles as she stood there Jilling herself holding onto the couch for support. Her Grandpa continued wanking as he flipped thru page after page of naked girls, grunting.
She heard him speaking, 'Oh baby, Grandpa wants to touch your boobs; your nipples look so delicious, I want to lick them….and your little pussy, I want to taste it' as he jerked himself harder and harder.
She felt her body begin to quiver and her rump seemed to heave against her fingers as womanly juices started flowing down her inner thighs until she felt an orgasm overtake her. She kept driving her fingers into her pussy watching him. When her body subsided from the climax, she continued to watch him, totally caught up with seeing his cock in his own hand jerking off until she saw a huge amount of white cum squirting out hitting the pages of the magazine. He whacked himself harder and harder as the fluids flowed and squirted again. Satisfied, he waggled his cock, shaking the remnants his cum off and hid the magazines back under the cushions.
"Grandpa….watcha you doing?" she innocently asked standing so close to him that he could almost feel her breath on his neck. Her head craned around looking at his erect cock as he stood up to pull his trousers up.
"Ooh!" He quickly sat down, not bothering to pull his pants up, and attempted to cover himself with his hands in his lap. "Nothing, nothing at all," he spoke rapidly with his face burning bright red with embarrassment. "Umm, how long have you been standing there young lady?" he asked.
"I was watching you Grandpa. I started out to look for one of those secret passages when I saw the door cracked open and looked in."
"You are not supposed to be traipsing around the house in the dark," he tried to scold her but having been caught himself; he did not sound that convincing.
"Was that your 'secret' Grandpa? Brother has naked girlie magazines in his room at home too. That is Brother's secret from Daddy." Her eyes remained locked on his cupped hands in his lap as she stepped to the sofa. He gasped as she sat cross-legged next to him and her tiny pussy pouted into view. Even though he had just come, his cock again sprang erect and his hairy ball sacks hung down in view under his hands.
"Umm….you should not have seen all this, it's private." He watched as she slowly pulled her nighty up and over her head, running her hands under her breasts seductively.
"I heard you say you wanted to touch me Grandpa" as she leaned forward offering them to him "Touch me." She remained waiting pensively to feel his hands on her body.
His one hand moved tortuously to her chest until it touched her breast. His cock no longer fettered by his hand sprung upward waving back and forth. Her eyes opened widely as it seemed to jump up. She held his hand and guided it to her breasts and her lips pursed as the tip of her tongue licked out.
"Grandpa….more, both hands…" she moaned softly yearning the touch of his hands. "No one has ever touched me like this…."
His hands began gently fondling her breasts, lifting and squeezing lightly, pushing them together and releasing them, watching them with intense excitement flooding his mind and body. Gently pushing her backward on the sofa, he began nuzzling her neck, kissing her shoulders working downward until his lips started kissing her breasts. He kissed the soft outlines inch by inch, working toward her nipples. As he watched, they stiffened into taunt little strawberry colored nubbins, pert and standing straight. His lips opened and his tongue flashed out licking the tips, before they encompassed them and his tongue swirled around in his closed mouth.
He began suckling her breasts, his cheeks bulging as the fleshy mounds disappeared between his lips and into his mouth. He began using his hands caressing her sides working his way to her hips. Releasing her breasts, his kisses trailed down amidst her cleavage as he kissed his way along her stomach until she felt his hot breath on her pubic area. His tongue darted out, licking the tiny slit hidden under the matted bush of hair. The girl shuddered as the tongue flipped the tip of her clitoris several times.
The widest part of his tongue began licking her vagina top to bottom bathing her labia in saliva. The very tip of his tongue seemed to plow between her labia lips, opening her slit and she felt it enter. She moaned and clasped his head with her hands, holding him and pulling to guide his skilled tongues to her most sensitive regions, while his hands groped and fondled her breasts.
He shifted his body, positioned her legs upward with her feet almost touching her shoulders, and parted her labia with his fingertips, holding them wide open and buried his face into her pussy with his tongue lapping rapidly. She reached underneath her knees, holding her legs, and squirmed and wiggled her ass against his face with abandon. Her womanly fluids were flowing freely against his chin and he sucked them into his mouth. Her body tensed and quivered a few times, she moaned and groaned loudly as she once more experienced an almost earth shattering orgasm. He kept licking and sucking until her body seemed to go limp.
"Did you like that Ashley," he asked looking up at her with pussy nectar dripping from his chin. She nodded 'Yes' as she released her legs placing them over his shoulders with her feet dangling behind him. "Oh my god….my Sister is the only one that has made me cum that much before."
"Your Sister…." His eyes widened as she spoke and incredulously he asked, "You mean….you have had your pussy licked before?"
"Oh yes, many times. My sister makes me cum all the time, and several of my girlfriends and I share the same fun time play."
Her Grandpa fell back and sat on his haunches, staring at her, mouth partly open in disbelief, shaking his head. "I guess I should have known this when I saw you 'Jilling' yourself when you first came into the room watching me." He sat still for several moments before he realized that his cock was hanging down as he knelt completely in her view.
"You should go back to bed now. I should not have taken advantage of you…," he spoke in a resigned voice. "It might be best if I call your Father, and have him come pick you up before anything else happens that I will regret forever."
"But Grandpa, it wasn't your fault. I'm happy that you pleased me," she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. Her lips were soft and yielding, opening alluringly as her tongue penetrated his mouth.
"I'm not tired now Grandpa. I still want to know what you were doing when I came in the room and saw you."
"I have seen my Brother doing that when he reads his naughty girlie magazines too. He always tries to get me to come help him touch it, but I run away."
She continued to pepper him with rapid-fire questions.
"Does it feel good?"
"Will white stuff squirt out of it like it does in Daddy's pornographic movies?"
"How long does it take for the white stuff to come out?"
"Is it always big, or does it get smaller?"
"What does it feel like? Is it hard like a stick?"
"Nobody ever tells me anything when I really want to know. PLEASE tell me Grandpa, I want really want to know these things."
Shocked that his mouth and jaw were moving but no words coming out, he stared at his Granddaughter, and in chagrin, he once again attempted to hide his cock from her view shifting his body to the side, blocking her view with his leg.
Suddenly, without warning, using her knee to push his leg aside, she knelt down between them, and gazed at his stiff cock. Before he could react, she reached down and clasped his cock in her fingers.
"Oh, it feels soft and warm, Grandpa," she exclaimed. She lifted it up with her hands and leaned in closely looking at it. "It is so pretty Grandpa, I like it. Do you care if I touch it more," she asked and without waiting for his response, she began manipulating it against her palms, turning and twisting her head to examine it from all angles.
"Is this what you were doing Grandpa," as her hands began stroking it up and down gently. He uncons1ously moaned low falling back on his buttocks with his cock now standing straight and erect in her hands. "Am I hurting you Grandpa?"
"No….it…what you are doing does not hurt…," he moaned again as her hands fondled his manhood. "You…should not be doing this Ashley…."
"Well, you were doing it first and I saw you. Am I doing it right Grandpa?" His heavy breathing coupled with the low moans escaping his mouth told her it was fine. "I have seen my Dad and my Brother doing it too."
"But you are too young…." He tried to defuse the rapidly escalating situation, but the girl was adamant about continuing.
"I am NOT Too Young. I will be in High School next year, plenty old enough to know things like this," she spoke in a pouty voice.
Her little hands kept stroking on his cock, even as he tried to push her hands away and cover himself up, but the thought of her young hands stroking him made it difficult for him to resist. Finally, he gave up resisting and layback letting her continue. Her eyes were locked on his cock feeling it get stiffer and begin to move on its own when she stopped stroking it.
"Grandpa, does it do that all the time?" she asked as she cocked her head from side to side looking at it closely. "It's so cute." She was so close, he felt her breath and it involuntarily moved brushing her lips several times. Her tongue flashed out wetting her lips as it brushed them again, and she clutched it tight in her hands and kissed the tip. She sat back slightly, licking her lips tasting his pre-cum that had began to ooze from his cock.
"Did I squeeze it too hard Grandpa, there's stuff leaking out of it." He shook his head 'NO', smiling shyly and continued talking. "It tastes good, like when I put salt on my palm at the dinner table and lick it." She relaxed her grip, but leaned forward and kissed the tip again, licking more and tasting it as continued to dribble out. "I like it a lot Grandpa."
Before he could respond, she began eagerly licking his cock head using the widest part of her tongue to lap at the oozing cock. He started moaning lolling his head back and forth enjoying the forbidden activity with his Granddaughter. His fingers stole to the sides of her head and he began to run his fingers thru her hair applying slight pressure on her head pulling her mouth down over his cock.
She opened her mouth and slowly let him guide her mouth down over the head of his cock. She felt his hips begin to hump her mouth, felt more and more of his cock slipping into her mouth. She let her tongue whirl around it, licking and teasing the cockhead and licked its underside. She felt herself become almost dizzy, reached between her legs, and slipped two fingers inside her wet pussy as she engulfed his cock in her mouth deeper and deeper.
"Grandpa, this is wonderful, I do so like this," she said raising her head off his cock slightly looking at him. "Do you like it too?"
"Oh My God, yes, but…. You must stop or …," he groaned in a low voice. He realized he was almost past being able to control his ejaculation and grabbed her hair forcing her mouth back over his cock. He held her tight as his cock shot his thick white cream into her mouth. She gagged as it filled her mouth and throat with him holding her head tightly ramming his cock in her throat. She opened her mouth gasping for air as he continued to shoot load after load of cum deep down her throat. When he finally released her head, she tilted her head back, holding the remainder of cum in her mouth, twirling it with her tongue and swallowed it, licking her lips.
"OMG….Grandpa that was so wonderful; It filled my mouth and throat until I almost could not breathe. But the taste was indescribably delicious, I wanted more." She sat and continued to lick at her lips and taste the cum that was dribbling down her face.
He pulled her naked body gently up onto his lap, his semi-hard cock rested between her legs, pushing up against her pussy, pulled her to his chest and kissed her lips passionately. "This should not have happened; it was very naughty for Grandpa to take advantage of you like that." He felt the wetness of her pussy against his cock, and immediately his turgid cock started getting hard again, standing up, and pressing flat against her pussy.
"Oh, but Grandpa….I loved it, thank you," she whispered into his ear. "You didn't treat me like a little girl." She wiggled her body against his, pushing hard against his cock with her pussy. "Grandpa…I am tingling down there…between my legs where your thingy is touching me." She reached her hand down and felt his stiff cock. She started rocking against him, rubbing herself on his cock. Her labia lips were engorged, swollen and seemed to wrap themselves around his shaft as she moved up and down. There was no friction and she just kept rubbing against him.
"Ashley, we should stop now and ….," he started to say go to bed, when he felt her fingertips push the tip of his cock between her labia and its tip disappeared into her pussy. The head of his cock felt the resistance of her hymen as she rocked gently against him and suddenly she forced herself down hard and impaled herself burying his cock to the hilt inside her. She cried out with the pain then started whimpering, moving up and down on his shaft letting him drive deeply into her body.
He lay still, letting her ride atop him, raising and lowering her buttocks, wiggling her ass and rode his cock like a little girl would ride a department store pony ride. He watched her face as her eyes were closed; her lips seemed to have a smile that one could not wipe off as she humped, faster and faster. Her breathing became ragged and heavy until finally she drove down on him hard, quivering. She slumped against his body with his cock still embedded in her neither regions and rested her head against his shoulder, kissing him.
They lay locked together until his cock finally shrank down and fell out of her pussy. The wooden floor under them was covered in quim and blood. He moved to get up and realized that the girl was fast asleep in his arms, and he lay back and just held her close.
She awoke as the first light of the morning sun burst thru the big windows. The rays felt warm on our skin. I kissed her lips gently.
"Good morning Granddaughter. Did you sleep well?" She looked at him with bright beaming eyes, and began kissing his face all over.
"Grandpa, I love you!" she exclaimed.
"Dear…I have to tell you that No One must ever know what happened last night, Ever. Grandpa was very naughty allowing it to happen, and if anyone were to find out, why they would put Grandpa in Jail," he watched her closely to see her reaction.
"Well Grandpa….unless you do that to me all the time, I will tell on you," she smiled and reached out and grabbed his cock again. It immediately started to get hard once more.
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