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( Continued from Sweet innocence)


It was three weeks later that Angela announced that her period was late, she made an appointment to see the doctor. Then the day arrived when Jack came home from work, Angela was standing in the kitchen, a broad smile on her face. Jack knew immediately what it meant, taking her in his arms, kissing her, tears of joy rolling down both of their cheeks.

The due date was given as the end of April, Angela carried her pregnancy with pride, only giving up her job at the beginning of March. Both sets of grandparents were over the moon with happiness, the house was rapidly filling with all the essentials that would be needed. Angela’s mother insisted on buying the cot but also insisted that it must not enter the house until the b**y was born.

Every check up proclaimed that both mother and c***d were progressing well.

It was mid April when the first concerns were raised, Angela’s blood pressure was giving cause for concern, the doctor called daily to monitor her but after a week he decided she needed to go into hospital.

The effect on Jack was traumatic, Angela had been a part of him for as long as he could remember, they had never been apart and now he felt totally lost. The firm were brilliant, allowing him as much time as he needed, he spent every minute he could with her, often falling asleep with exhaustion in the armchair by her bed.

Angela spent much of the time sedated, the room kept darkened, Jack grew more and more concerned. Then on the morning of 24th April, the nurse took her usual readings. She said nothing to either of them but Jack sensed that there had been a change. Approximately fifteen minutes later the doctor entered, announcing that he was not prepared to wait any longer, that Angela would need to be delivered quickly and the b**y would be brought out by operation.

Jack was frantic as she was wheeled into the operating theatre. He blamed himself even though he could not think of anything he had done to cause it, they had not made love for months for fear of hurting the b**y. He waited anxiously with both sets of parents.

Eventually the midwife appeared, asking him to accompany her into the next room. In the room was a tiny, plastic trough, inside he could see a bundle of pink blanket, a tiny pink hat and two of the most beautiful eyes looking straight at him.

“Say hello to your daughter,” the midwife said, “you can’t hold her just yet, l have to do some checks, but as far as we can tell she is absolutely perfect. The doctor will be here in a moment.”

Jack was about to ask about Angela when the door opened and the doctor entered the room. He quickly reassured Jack that Angela was fine but then went on to explain the serious problem she had had, it appeared there was some abnormality in her womb and the result was than any future pregnancy could well prove fatal. Consequently he was asking for permission to carry out an operation to ensure that Angela could not become pregnant again.

Jack was allowed a few moments alone with Angela to discuss the situation but the doctor insisted that a decision had to be made quickly. There was no doubt in his mind, Angela’s welfare was all that mattered.

After the operation he stayed by her bedside waiting for her to come round. He explained to her what had happened, he saw the pain in her eyes, only days before she had talked of having six c***dren, she wanted the house filled with fun and laughter, but now her dreams were in shatters.

Jack had always been the strong one, mister reliable, a rock for her to lean on. This time however, it was Angela who was the strong one, insisting on sitting up, she wanted to hold her daughter. Jack thought it was the most beautiful sight in the world.

Rebecca became their life, their world revolved around her, she was their sunshine. As far as Rebecca was concerned, Mummy was the stability in her life, always there, always available. Daddy was for adventures, either in the garden where she had her own little area to grow seeds, down at the old canal with fishing net and jam jar to catch and examine the miriad of bugs to be found. When they went to the beach, it was Daddy who took her over to the rock pools, searching for crabs and tiny shrimps.

Rebecca soared through life both academically and socially. She was into most sports but excelled at hockey and netball, she had a large group of friends. Both Jack and Angela thought they would both burst with pride the day the letter arrived offering her a place at Oxford University. a****ls had always fascinated her, she could usually be found most evenings glued to some nature programme on tv, it was no surprise when she decided to study zoology.

Three years later, with a first class degree and a regular boyfriend, she took up a research post at a local Zoo. They were married soon after and fifteen months later little Emma was born.

This was a new beginning for Jack and Angela, by now Jack’s firm had been taken over by a national conglomerate, he had been offered the job of CEO. He remembered well the conversation he had had with Angela when he suggested moving to an estate of large executive houses being built on the outskirts of town.

Angela refused point blank, this was her house, years of love had gone into this house, there were far too many memories for her to ever leave it. Jack new there was no point in trying to persuade her, he did get permission to extend the house sideways to include a garage with a master suite above, plus an extension at the back which became a modern kitchen with folding doors out onto a patio.

Rebecca wanted to get back to work as soon as possible, Angela could hardly control her delight when she was asked if she would help looking after Emma and then the whole process started again, exactly as it had with Rebecca.

Jack still had his vegetable plot, but now he also had a project, restoring an old Riley motor car that had been rescued from the back of a barn. The new garage was soon his domain and as soon as she was old enough, Emma could be found at his side, learning which tools to pass. It came as no surprise when she excelled at engineering in school.

Jack had taken retirement with a generous lump sum and pension from the company, doing occasional consultancy work, and he and Angela had settled into their life together. They enjoyed expensive holidays with a preference for cruises, all was very well in their world.
Until that Tuesday. Tears streamed down his face as he remembered it, one second their life was perfect, the next a wrecking ball blasted his world apart. He hadn’t had any time to say good bye to her, it hadn’t been a lingering death where they could prepare, she was still the joyful, perky Angela she had always been, in fact that day she had been particularly playful, making it obvious that sex would be on the menu when they got home.

Jack’s world fell apart that day, he went from being confident and decisive to withdrawing completely. Rebecca tried her best to bring him round, even taking him shopping on Tuesdays, but his heart was broken and walking into the supermarket was like stepping into hell without Angela.

It was Emma who suggested he got a computer.

“You can do your shopping on line Grandad,” she had told him. “I can come over and help you.”

She was just past her eighteenth birthday, Jack had bought her an intensive course of driving lessons for her s*******nth birthday which meant she had passed her test within two weeks. He then bought her a brand new, Fiat car in a colour called ice cream pink. Jack jokingly called her Penelope Pitstop but she was too young to understand.

Lately he had begun to venture out of the house, some of his old friends invited him to the pub for a game of dominoes and he began to make it a weekly thing. It was at one such evening he told his pals about his granddaughter proposing to help him do his shopping on line.

“I know it’s a sensitive subject,” Gary said, “but you and Angela were very close, always very passionate towards each other, what are you doing for sex these days.”

“Just the old right hand mate,” he replied, “and a lot of memories.”

“That computer you’ve got, do you watch any porn?” Gary asked.

“Wouldn’t know how to find it,” Jack replied honestly.

The other three were astonished at this revelation. “I thought everyone with a computer watched porn,” Gary said, he grabbed a beer mat and pen and wrote on it, passing it to Jack. “Here,” he said, “that’s a website l use, there’s some good stuff on there, you should check it out.”

Jack took the beer mat, not really intending to do what Gary suggested, he had plenty of memories of Angela, he didn’t need any cheap tarts on a computer to get him aroused.

It was a few days later, he was searching his computer for some spare parts for an old washing machine that he was working on. He spotted the beer mat sitting on his desk and decided to see what Gary had been talking about.

Once he had accessed the website, he was amazed at the variety of material there was available, he found himself switching from clip to clip, concentrating on large breasted, mature women being used in all sorts of situations by men with fairly large cocks. He came across a clip where the woman bore a very close likeness to Angela. Immediately he felt his own cock respond as he watched the woman taking one cock in her vagina and another in her mouth. Jack took out his own cock, stroking it as he watched the clip. The action continued until both men unloaded their spunk onto the woman’s face. As both cocks shot their sperm over her, Jack just had time to grab some tissues before his own cock erupted with the biggest load of cum he had had since Angela’s accident.
As Jack sat reliving all these memories, he heard a car pulling onto the drive, heard the car door slam, then a key in the front door and the door opening.

“It’s only me Grandad,” Emma called out, “l’ve brought you some cake that Mum made and l thought l would cook you your tea.”

Jack sat at the kitchen table, while Emma proceeded to prepare the meal. They chatted about her coming exams and the fact that she intended studying engineering at university. Jack was thrilled that all the years he had guided her were paying off, he was confident that she would be a success.

After the meal, Emma washed the dishes while Jack dried them.

“Right, now we’ll sort out your shopping,” she said.

Jack told her to go on through to the computer he would make a cup of tea and follow on.

“You’re a naughty boy Grandad,” he heard her call out as he was leaving the kitchen.

“What do you mean?” He chuckled, not knowing to what she was referring.

“You’ve been looking at porn,” she said.

“Shit!” He exclaimed, almost dropping his tea as he rushed into the room to see Emma sat in front of his computer, the screen showing a still photo of a woman with a big cock in her mouth.

“Is this what you do all day,” she laughed.

“Oh…um…Er,” he spluttered, “l er found it by mistake,” he said sheepishly.

“I don’t think so Grandad,” she chuckled, holding up the beer mat with the website written on it. “She looks a bit like Grandma, is that why you kept it, did Grandma used to do that?”

Jack was speechless, he desperately wanted to get to the computer to switch it off but Emma was going through his stored images, laughing as she did.

“No need to be embarrassed Grandad,” she said, “everyone looks at porn these days, l do myself, it can be very relaxing.”

“Can you turn it off please,” he said.

“Oh don’t be silly Grandad, l’m not offended by it. Were you and Grandma swingers?”

“Swingers,” he repeated, “l don’t know what you mean.”

“You know Grandad,” she smiled, “wife swappers l think you used to call it, did you and Grandma do it.”

“Of course not,” he replied, “whatever made you ask that.”

“It’s just that Mummy said that after a Grandma died, she was sorting through her wardrobe and she found things.”

“What do you mean ‘things’?”

“Dressing up stuff, sexy nurse’s uniform and a French maid’s outfit,” she said, “Mummy thought perhaps Grandma used to dress up for swingers parties.”

“No, of course not,” he replied, “your Grandma and l would never do that, those things are private, your mother should not have been snooping.”

“She wasn’t snooping Grandad,” Emma said, “she was just trying to save you the upsetting task of sorting things out. Did Grandma just wear them for you then?”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” he said, slumping into the armchair.

“Don’t be like that Grandad,” Emma turned to him. “Grandma was always full of fun, l never realised she was so sexy as well, l wish l had, l bet she had some stories to tell.”

Jack was visibly upset, Emma shuffled her chair forward on the castors and reached for his hands.

“I’m sorry if l upset you Grandad,” she said, “l only mentioned swinging because Mummy and Daddy do it.”

Jack looked up in surprise. “How do you know?” He said.

“Oh l haven’t known for long,” she said, “there was a hot day in May, their friend’s Lisa and Chas came round, they were all going in the hot tub. I was going out, anyway, l forgot something and went back, l was in my bedroom when l heard Mummy laughing and shouting, l looked out of the window and all four of them were in the hot tub, Mummy was standing hanging over the edge, she was naked, Chas was behind her screwing her, Lisa was bouncing up and down on Daddy’s lap, he was screwing her.”

“Oh my god,” Jack said, completely shocked, “that’s terrible.”

“No it isn’t Grandad,” she said, “it’s just fun, times have changed Grandad, lots of couples do it, it’s better than sneaking off and having an affair.”

“What did you do?”

“I watched them,” she chuckled, “Mummy was shouting at him to do it harder, her boobs were bouncing all over the place, it was so sexy, then Daddy sat on the edge of the tub and Lisa started sucking his cock. It was so sexy Grandad, l had to frig myself off.”

Jack was visibly shocked. “That is awful,” he said, “you shouldn’t be seeing things like that.”

“Oh Grandad, don’t be an old fuddy,” she smiled, “l’m eighteen now, l’m a big girl, I’m not going to get upset about silly things like that, l was just excited, l’d never seen Daddy’s cock before, he’s big.”

“Emma!” He said sharply, “how would you know if he’s big?”

“Oh come on Grandad,” she smiled, “it’s not the first cock l’ve seen, the boys are always waving their cocks about, they think us girls can’t wait to open our legs for them, trouble is they’re not very good at it when we let them.”

“Wh…what!” He stuttered, “you mean you let them….?”

“Well l’m not a virgin Grandad, if that’s what you mean,” she laughed, “l couldn’t live with the shame of being a virgin at my age, everyone would laugh at me.”

“Have you told your mother what you saw?” He said, visibly shocked, “Does she know you’re not a virgin.”

“Of course she knows Grandad,” Emma replied, “we don’t have secrets from each other, at least l thought we didn’t until l saw Chas fucking her.”

“Emma!” He exclaimed, “language, that’s not what young girls should be saying.”

“Oh come on Grandad,” she smiled, “l bet you heard worse than that at work every day, and don’t tell me you and Grandma didn’t say things like that when she was prancing around in her ‘fuck me’ costumes.”

“That was private,” he said, “it wasn’t sordid like you make it sound, your Grandma wasn’t like that.”

“Grandma was a lovely lady Grandad,” she replied, “l loved her to bits and always will, you as well, l admit l was a bit surprised to hear about the costumes, but Grandma was always funny, always cheerful, you two were always kissing and cuddling, l used to think it was lovely to see you were so much in love after all those years. What you did wasn’t sordid Grandad, it was just having fun together, it was obvious how much you loved each other, the thought that you were having wild sex together and never wanting anyone else is beautiful, l love you Grandad.”

She leaned forward to kiss him.

“What did your mother say when you told her what you saw?” He said.

“She was worried l might be upset,” Emma replied, “but when l told her l was okay with it and how l had found it sexy watching them and had to frig myself off, she got more relaxed about it.”

“Has it happened again since?” He asked.

“Oh yes, loads of times,” she replied, “now Mummy and Daddy don’t have to hide it it’s been wonderful, Nicky and Simon join in as well.”

“Have you seen them again?”

“Of course, l asked Mummy and Daddy if l could join them, they were reluctant at first but l kept on asking and they gave in eventually.”

“You mean you are naked with your Mum and Dad and their friends?” Jack said, “what about…you know?”

“Fucking,” she smiled, “yes of course, l couldn’t be out there with them and not join in, it would be too frustrating.”

“Didn’t your Mum and Dad object when their friends wanted to do it with you?”

“Oh they were okay once l convinced then that l really wanted to do it, it’s much better than with boys my own age, adult men know so much more about fucking properly.”

“I’m not sure about this,” Jack said, “what about your father, how does he feel.”

“Oh it feels great with him,” she smiled, knowing what her Grandad meant but also enjoying that she was shocking him, “he’s the biggest of all of them, the biggest l’ve ever had.”

“You mean….you….you mean,” Jack stammered.

“Has Daddy fucked me, you mean?” She replied, “of course he has, only a couple of times, but it wasn’t fair to let the others do it to me and not let Daddy have a turn.”

“What about your mother?” He said, “didn’t she try to stop him?”

“Well the first time she was busy getting fucked by Simon and sucking Chas’s cock, by the time she realised Daddy was fucking me it was too late, he had cum.”

“This is awful,” he said.

“No it isn’t Grandad,” she protested, “Mummy and Daddy love me very much and l love them, this is just fun, l’m eighteen years of age, l make up my own mind, no-one forces me to do anything, it’s not sordid or anything, it’s just fun.”

“So is it just those couples with your parents?”

“Well, Simon and Nicky have a son Josh my age, he has always been very shy, apparently Nicky caught him wanking one day, he was very embarrassed, she had to reassure him that it was natural, they started talking and one thing led to another and he ended up fucking her, he was a virgin. The last time they came to ours, he came with them, he was very nervous so l took him upstairs and we talked for a while, then l let him fuck me, he is ever so sweet, very gentle. In the end we all got together naked in the lounge and he ended up fucking Mummy. He’s going to join us regularly from now on.”

“I don’t know what to say,” Jack said, slumping back into his chair.

As Emma had shuffled her chair over and then moved forward to kiss him, her short skirt had ridden up. Now, as he slumped back in his chair, his eyes were draw to the expanse of thigh that she was exposing. Her thighs were parted slightly he took a double take as he was sure he could make out the cleft of her cunt.

Emma saw the movement of his eyes, realising where he was looking.

“Are you looking at my pussy,” she laughed.

“What….er…..er…..what?” He spluttered.

“Yes you were, you dirty old man,” she laughed, “you were looking up my skirt at my pussy.”

“I….l….l couldn’t help it,” he stuttered, “l’m sorry, l don’t know what came over me, it was probably a result of what you were telling me.”

“Is that another result?” She said, indicating the significant bulge in the front of his trousers. “I don’t mind, honest, would you like to see it properly?”

Jack couldn’t respond, his mouth suddenly dry.

“I don’t wear panties much these days,” she said, hitching her skirt up to her waist and spreading her legs, “l like to play with myself when l’m driving, having no panties on makes it easier.”

Jack just stared between her legs as she displayed her vagina to him, two puffy pink labia, slightly protruding, he could just make out the glistening nub of her clitoris betraying the fact that it had recently received some attention. She was not completely shaved, just a tiny strip of downy pubic hair as if an arrow pointing down to her cunt.

“They call it a landing strip,” she laughed, “l’m all wet because l was playing with myself on the way over, Lisa and Chas are coming over this evening and l was thinking of what we would be doing. Do you like my pussy?”

“It’s beautiful,” he replied, “it’s only the second one l’ve ever seen in real life.”

“You mean that all those years you were faithful to Grandma, that’s beautiful,” she said.

“Well yes,” he replied, “l never wanted anyone else, why would l.”

“Do you want to touch me?” She said, “do yo want to show me what is making that huge bulge in your trousers, it must be uncomfortable.”

“We should not be doing this,” he said, “you’re my Granddaughter.”

“Yes and you’re my Granddad and you’re horny, we’re both adults, we both know what we’re doing, we’re just fooling around, right?”

“You make it sound so simple,” he said.

“Let me make it simpler Grandad,” she said, standing in front of him, she took off her top, undid her bra and dropped her skirt. “There,” she said, “does that make it any simpler.”

“You are beautiful,” he said, “so much like your Grandma.”

“Are you going to show me what is in your trousers or do l have to stand here all evening,” she smiled.

Jack undid his belt and unzipped his trousers, then pushed his trousers and underpants down, over his knees so that they fell around his ankles. He sat back, displaying his cock, standing as proud as ever, twelve inches of throbbing manhood, as thick as a woman’s wrist, the purple knob glistening with pre cum as he pulled back the foreskin.

“Holy fucking shit!” She said, staring at the massive cock in front of her, “no wonder Grandma was always so happy, could she take all that? Mummy said you were big but l never expected it to be that big.”

“What do you mean?” He said alarmed, “l’ve never done anything like this with your mother, l think we had better stop this now before we do something we both regret.” He reached down for his trousers.

“No Grandad,” Emma stopped him, “it’s not like that, Mummy said that there was a time a few years ago when Grandma went away for a week on a trip with the church, Mummy called round to check you were okay, you were in the shower and you didn’t hear her arrive, you had left the bathroom door open, Mummy looked in and saw you wanking, she said she couldn’t believe how big you were and how much cum you made, she said she was frigging herself outside while she watched you.”

Jack remembered the time Angela had gone away, it was the only time they were ever separated, he remembered the day Rebecca had called round, he recalled that she had seemed rather strange but when he had asked if she was okay she had just said that she was coming down with a cold.”

“Mummy says it took her ages to get over that day,” Emma laughed, “she had dreams of you above her driving that beautiful cock into her, she told Daddy about it, she says they even discussed trying to set something up so he could watch you fuck her.”

“I certainly would not have been party to that,” Jack said firmly, “whatever led your mother to think l would do anything like that, your Grandma knew l never touched any other woman like that, why would l risk losing your Grandma for something like that, l never, ever, touched your mother like that.”

“I know Grandad,” she knelt in front of him, resting her hands on his thighs, “Mummy never suggested you did, it was just how she reacted when she saw this,” she moved her hands up his thighs until she had both hands round his cock. “I don’t blame her Grandad, l’ve never seen one as perfect as this, not even on porn sites, did Grandma hold it like this.”

“We mustn’t do this Emma,” he said weakly, trying to fight the sensations she was causing as her hands slid up and down the length of his penis.

“Let me decide what is right or wrong Grandad,” she said, drawing her fingernail lightly across the bulbous head of his cock, smiling at the way his cock jerked in reaction. “I’m a big girl now, l can look after myself, l know what l want. Did Grandma really take all of it in her pussy, l don’t know if l can.”

“It took a lot of practice,” he said, trying to control his breathing, “l was always afraid l would hurt her, but once she was comfortable with it, yes she did take it all.”

“I just can’t imagine Grandma being fucked by a cock as big as this, she was always just my sweet Grandma, she must have been a real sexy woman when you were alone.”

“She was perfect,” he said tearfully, “l miss her so much.”

“I know Grandad,” she leaned forward, kissing the head of his cock, “we all do.”

Emma continued to massage his cock, even holding it with both hands, the big purple head was still exposed, as she squeezed the shaft she heard her Grandad moan, a shiny bead of pre cum oozing from the eye of his cock.

Emma leaned forward again, this time extending her tongue, lifting the bead of pre cum, tasting it.

“Mmmmmm,” she said, “l do love the taste of cum, some of my friends spit it out when one of the boys cums in their mouth but l don’t, it’s such a waste to spit it out, l think it makes it look dirty. Did Grandma ever let you cum in her mouth?”

Seeing his beautiful Granddaughter naked in front of him, teasing his cock and talking about the things he did with Angela was almost too much for him.

“Please,” he said, weakly, “we mustn’t do this, we have to stop before…..”

“Before you fuck me,” she smiled, “that’s what you really want Grandad isn’t it, you want to fuck me, or would you rather l suck you off, l don’t know how much l can get in my mouth, it keeps getting bigger, mind you l don’t know how much l can get in my pussy either. I wish l had been able to talk to Grandma about it, l would have loved her to tell me what it felt like deep inside her. Let me see.”

Emma came closer, holding his shaft with both hands, her lips closed over the tip of his cock, slowly she slipped over the head, taking it as far as the ridge at the back of his helmet. She remained still for a moment, adjusting to the size, feeling it throbbing against the roof of her mouth.

Jack placed his hands on her head, having to fight hard against the temptation to push her down, forcing his cock deep into her mouth. Angela had learned how to cope with it, even coping with his ejaculation, but that had taken years of practice, he could not force that on his sweet Granddaughter.

After a few moments she had to release him, kissing her way down his shaft, then kissing his balls, sucking them gently, pleased with his reaction as he moaned, his cock pulsating in her hands.

“It’s like a tree trunk Grandad,” she said, looking up at him, his cock resting against her cheek. “My pussy is so wet,” she added, “can l try it?”

Jack was in no position to refuse her, he simply sat there, watching as she climbed up onto him, kneeling astride him, her rose pink nipples inches from his face. He took one then the other into his mouth, sucking them.

“Oh you naughty Grandad,” she sighed, “that made me even wetter, l have to have him.”

She raised herself up, reaching down and guiding the head of his cock against the entrance to her cunt.

“Does my pussy feel good Grandad,” she smiled down at him, “Mummy will be so jealous when l tell her what we’ve done.”

Jack groaned again as she moved his cock, running it along the length of her labia, his hands went to her breasts, his thumbs rolling her nipples.

“Oh my god that feels so good,” she said. Slowly she inched herself down, feeling the head of his cock stretching her as it entered. “God it feels so big,” she sighed, placing both hands on his shoulders, offering her breasts to his mouth. As he took her nipple into his mouth, she pressed her breast against him.

She relaxed, lowering herself again. “Mmmmmm,” she moaned, “Oh god it’s so big, soooo good.”

She took more of him. “I must have it all now,” reaching under herself she felt the shaft of his cock, she could still hold it. “My god, how much more, Oh my god, l want it.”

“No,” he protested, breaking away from her breast, “You can’t, l will hurt you, your Grandma had to get used to it.”

“But she hadn’t done it before,” Emma replied, “it’s different for me, l’ve done it loads of times, let me try, please, l will be careful.”

Slowly she sank onto him, her facial expression changing from pain to pleasure as his cock reached depths that no other cock had ever reached. Finally she gave a deep sigh as she settled on his lap, his penis buried deep inside her.

“Oh that is so good,” she sighed, “Daddy is going to feel so small after this, Mummy is going to be so jealous.”

Jack felt the walls of her cunt contracting as she flexed her muscles as if she were milking him. It was a trick that Angela had learned which had the effect of putting friction on her clitoris without have the violent pummelling that she only encouraged in her wilder moments.

Emma tried grind her pelvis against him but she couldn’t generate the required friction. She put one hand down trying to stimulate her clitoris but still without success.

“It’s not working,” she said, “you’re going to have to fuck me, l’m frightened l could do damage if l start bouncing on you.”

Jack released the nipple he had been sucking hard on. “Swap places,” he said.

Emma rose slowly, feeling the huge void left behind and she slowly extracted herself. Once she was free, Jack vacated the chair, allowing her to sit back with her legs thrown wide. He looked at her vagina, still gaping from the stretching it had received.

Instead of entering her again, he dropped to his knees, applying his mouth to her vagina, sucking on her engorged clitoris.

“Oh yes Grandad,” she sighed, “Oh that is wonderful, oooo yes, just there, ooo yes.”

Jack worked on her expertly, Angela had spent many hours teaching him all the places that needed stimulation in order to bring her to orgasm.

He inserted two fingers fully into her vagina, curling them and massaging the spot behind her clitoris, obviously successfully as Emma let out a squeal, her back arching off the chair. Within seconds her orgasm burst, her whole lower body trembling, jets of fluid spurting into his mouth. This had happened with Angela, the first time she had been ashamed, but Jack had reassured her that he saw it as a compliment that he had pleasured her properly.

Emma on the other had show no embarrassment, instead humping her hips as jet after jet spurted into his mouth. She was squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, her eyes rolled back in her head.

Finally she collapsed back into the chair, her body heaving, her face bright red.

“Oh my god Grandad,” she said, “did you do that to Grandma.”

“Of course,” he smiled, looking up from between her thighs, his face glistening with her juices.

“No wonder she didn’t want anyone else,” she said, “most men with big cocks think us girls should be grateful if they fuck us, they certainly don’t make too much effort to make sure we’re satisfied.”

Jack rose from his knees, sitting on the sofa, his erection still standing proud.

“Let me finish you,” she said, crawling over to him, kneeling between his legs. “Don’t hold back Grandad,” she said, “l love the taste of cum.”

Taking hold of his cock with both hands she began licking the shaft once more, nuzzling his balls, sucking them, then taking the head of his cock in her mouth as her hands began pumping him. She tried to take a little more of his cock into her mouth, feeling her mouth being stretched wide, her airway became blocked so she had to withdraw a fraction. After a few minutes she felt the satisfying reaction as his shaft began pulsating, she held his cock head in her mouth, feeling it swell, then the jet of cum blasted against the back of her throat.

Four jets in quick succession forced her to release him, holding his cock as it continued to shoot sperm onto her face. She laughed as she directed each ribbon of cum onto her face, her hair and onto her breasts.

Jack saw her as a beautiful woman, totally at ease with herself. Her face covered in his cum, her hair matted with it, her breasts covered in it..

“That was the best Grandad,” she said, smiling at him, licking some of the cum from her lips, “tonight’s party is going to be so second best, l love it when Daddy does it to me but this was awesome, Mummy is going to be livid when l tell her l had you first, she has been trying to think of a way to tempt you for months.”

“I hadn’t noticed,” he said.

“I’m not surprised,” she laughed, “l’ve been trying to think of a way to get you to fuck me ever since Mummy told me how big you are. Last time l came, l thought you would take more notice, l had those tiny shorts on and that skimpy bikini bra, my tits were almost falling out but l doubt you even noticed.”

“Of course l noticed,” he said, “but you’re my Granddaughter, you don’t have thoughts like that about your Granddaughter.”

“I was running out of ideas,” she said, “l couldn’t believe my luck when l saw you had been looking at porn.”

“So that skirt riding up was on purpose then?”

“Of course it was, silly,” she replied, “even then, l was showing you my pussy and it looked like you still weren’t going to take the hint.”

“I’m afraid l’ve never been interested in anyone but your Grandma,” he said.

“You mean never…not once?” She said.

“No,” he replied, “l only ever wanted her, why would l look at other women when l had your Grandma, she was everything to me.”

Emma looked at the clock. “We had better get showered or l’ll never get your shopping done. I think we’d better use separate showers, if you start touching me in the shower l’m going to want you to fuck me again.”

Jack languished in the shower, thinking over what had happened, he told himself that he had to end this madness, he was convinced it would all end in tragedy, he determined that he would go downstairs and tell Emma to go home, that they should try to forget what had happened and try and get back to a normal relationship. He dried himself off and slipped on his dressing gown before going downstairs.

He could hear Emma working in the kitchen, he walked in and was stunned by the sight. She had her back to him, naked, dressed only in a bib apron. Jack looked at the curve of her back, the firm, round buttocks, the long tapering thighs, her long hair trailing down her back was the only thing that stopped him from thinking her was looking at Angela.

“It won’t be long,” she smiled over her shoulder, “l’m just finishing the dishes.”

All of Jack’s resolve melted away as he looked at her. She half turned to him, her right breast peaking out from the side of the apron.

“My word,” she smiled, “is he ready for another session?” She said, indicating the bulge in the front of her dressing gown. “I don’t think my pussy can take him again so soon,” she said, “l can suck you off again if you like.”

“I….l’m sorry,” he said, sitting on one of the kitchen chairs, trying to hide his erection, “it was just the sight of you there, it reminded me…

“Oh Grandad,” she said, seeing tears in his eyes, she went to him, kneeling in front of him, “l’m sorry, l didn’t think, did Grandma used to do this?” She indicated the apron. “I just wanted to be sexy for you, l didn’t mean to upset you.”

“You didn’t upset me sweetheart,” he replied, cupping her face in his hands, “you just looked so beautiful, yes your Grandma used to dress like that for me, often when l got in from work, it was her way of telling me she wanted proper hard sex.”

“Grandma was a remarkable lady Grandad,” she said, “l think l’m only just realising how remarkable, Mummy has never mentioned anything about Grandma being sexy.”

“Oh we never did anything in front of your mother,” he said, “that would not have been right, no, we were always very careful to keep that side of our life private.”

Emma had parted his dressing gown, exposing his erection. “Would you like me to suck you off?”
She said.

“I think you are driving me crazy,” he said, unable to control the excitement he felt as she took hold of his cock.

“You’re so sweet Grandad, l do love you so much,” she said, her eyes looking up at him as she stooped forward, kissing the head of his cock.

“But we shouldn’t be doing this,” he said, feeling all his resistance melting away.

“Oh don’t let’s have that discussion again,” she said, holding the shaft of his cock against her cheek, kissing his shaft, kissing his balls.

“Are you going to tell your mother?”

“You bet l am,” she laughed, “l want to see her face when l tell her l got you first, she will be so jealous, you’re going to have to fuck her too though Grandad, she will be so upset if you don’t.”

“This is madness,” he said, “we can’t live like this.”

“Of course we can Grandad,” she said, “no-one else has to know, unless of course you want to come to one of our parties, I’m sure Lisa and Nicky would love to have this inside them.” She kissed his knob once more. “Do you want to fuck me?”

“Are you randy Grandad?” She chuckled, “is that what you want,” she said, removing her apron, “you want to fuck me don’t you?”

Jack hadn’t realised that his own hands had gone to his cock, stroking himself as he looked at this beautiful creature in front of him.

“Oh come on,” she said, “l want it too, l’m so wet it should be okay as long as you start gentle.”

She reached for his hands, pulling him to his feet then putting his hands on her breasts, she stepped backwards until she reached the kitchen worktop. Jack put his hands around her waist, lifting her onto the worktop. She spread her thighs wide as he came closer, her eyes locked on his.

“I love you Grandad,” she said, as she felt the head of his cock part her labia.

His hands went behind her, holding her firm buttocks as he entered her, sliding slowly into her hot cunt.

“Oh, it feels easier this time,” she sighed, “don’t stop, l want you to be able to fuck me properly.”

Slowly he pulled her onto him, watching her expression for any sign that he needed to stop. Finally his pelvis pressed against hers.

“I’ve got it all haven’t l?” She said breathlessly, “l have, haven’t l, l’ve taken every beautiful inch of him.” She put her arms round his neck, her legs wrapped round his waist. “Now fuck me Grandad, l want you to do it properly like Daddy does, l’ll tell you if it hurts l promise but fuck me.”

Jack began slowly, withdrawing a few inches before sliding back in again, he felt her gripping him, moving to meet him as he slid back into her slippery channel. His own urges began to take control, he withdrew further, driving in harder, each thrust drawing a hiss from her as their bodies collided. He saw her wince, he stopped.

“Don’t stop Grandad, “ she said, “l’m okay , honestly, please don’t stop, l want to do this.”

Jack began again, this time quickening sooner until he was driving hard into her, her arms and legs gripping him like a vice, her face buried in his neck, biting him, just as Angela used to do.

“God l’m cumming,” she cried, “Oh yes Grandad, harder, oh god l’m going to cum, don’t stop now, don’t stop, don’t stooooo!”

Jack felt the explosion of heat in her cunt as her juices flowed over him, one last thrust and his own orgasm followed.

“Oh my god!” She cried, “l can feel you cumming, god you feel so big, l can feel you pumping your seed into me Grandad, oh thank you Grandad, l do love you.”

“I love you baby,” he replied, holding her close as jet after jet of cum fired into her, he could feel the mixture of his sperm and her juices oozing out of her, covering his balls.

They held each other tightly as their orgasms subsided.

“Don’t pull out,” she said, clamping him with her legs, “l wish he could stay in me forever.”

“You’re beautiful,” he said, kissing her, “l love you sweetheart.”

“Oh l love you Grandad,” she responded, “this is going to be so wonderful.” She gave a little groan of regret as she felt him subside inside her.

“I can’t stay hard all day,” he laughed.

“Oh l think l could work on that,” she giggled at the squelching sound as her giggling forced more of their cum mixture to ooze out of her. “Look at the mess you’ve made me make, you’re a naughty Grandad,” she kissed him.

She saw the time, “l’m going to have to go,” she said reluctantly, “l need to get showered before the party.”

“Shower here,” he said, “l’ll shower with you this time.”

“Oh no you don’t,” she giggled, “you’ll start playing with me and before l know it we’ll be fucking again, l have to get ready for the party, although it will be a bit of a let down after this, Chas is even smaller than Daddy, l probably won’t be able to feel him when he fucks me. Anyway, l want to show Mummy my pussy full of cum or she won’t believe me.”

“Will she be cross?” He said, pulling out and handing her some tissues while he used some more to clean his cock.

“Mummy and Daddy are never cross with me,” she smiled, running into the lounge, then returning with her clothes. “Just like you and Grandma, you never ever shouted at me or frightened me.”

“Oh you always knew you only had to give me that look to get your own way,” he smiled, “your Grandma was the same, and your mother, you women know how to get your own way.”

“Well l know a new weapon now,” she kissed him as she replaced her bra and top, then her skirt. “My panties are in the car.”

“I thought you said you never wear panties in the car,” he said.

“Sometimes l tell fibs,” she laughed, “l had to have some excuse for flashing my pussy at you, do you mind?”

“You’re a witch,” he smiled, kissing her, “you drive carefully.”

“I will Grandad,” she replied, “thank you for a wonderful time, l do love you.”

“I love you to sweetheart,” he replied as he watched her get into her car, then drive away.

Later, in bed, Jack went over in his mind everything that had happened, his mind was in turmoil, he knew what they had done was wrong but it had felt so good at the time. He turned sideways on the bed, Angela’s photo was on the bedside cabinet, it had been taken not long after they were married, he looked at her and saw Emma’s face looking back at him, the resemblance was uncanny. He blinked, Angela’s face became clear, she was smiling at him, he felt a warm glow flow over his body as he drifted off to sleep.