Maureen Swallows Granddad Ch 02
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What My Granddad Did All Those Years Back. free porn video
There comes a time, as the bible says, when you will become an adult and cast aside your toys. Boys become men, and girls become women, like I did, but my toys became adult toys, it would appear some parts of my female anatomy just could not grow up and live without my toys.
The sky darkened and the rain became torrential and with the heavens open the streets became deserted, which was just as well, standing in the foyer off the local porn house, the old men's cinema as we girls called it at school, would have caused quite a stir, had I been recognized.
I have always been curious about this place, porn to a girl is like a magnet, sex is something we all whisper about with some of the older girls bragging about who they have done, which is curious, as my older brothers brag about the girls they have done, so who has who and who does who?
But it's all on the verb, the doing word that excites me. I started masturbating when my hormonal body started menstruating, that's when a girl becomes aware of her 'pussy', men smell you when you're in heat, like heat seeking missiles honing in on your pussy and you walk around self conscious of your sanitary pad and you wear it like a big bulls-eye target for their cocks.
That's the trouble with sex, you can't escape it, our bodies are programmed to want it and the more you try to deny or remain aloof, the more crazy you become to do it.
Things started to happen to me that initially I found new, strange and exciting. They were wrong, I knew that, but I could not help myself, being attractive to men made me wet and biology classes told me I was responding to them I was readying myself for penetration even though my brain was saying, 'Urghh, he is old and ugly', my body was saying, 'Go on, do it'.
This constant war between mind and body is exhaustive and the longer it goes on the more you become worn down until one day you realize it's plain stupid.
It was during such a violent thunderstorm I experienced as a girl, I climbed into my Grandparents bed, and wriggled between them both.
That early morning I awoke with the most wondrous of feelings, I now know I experienced a wet dream, that most perfect of orgasms, flawless in its execution and blameless in the eyes of nature, God, and man.
I had been 'Spooning' my Grandfather and finished up with him between my thighs, as hard as a log and I holding his head in my hand as my thighs had squeezed his penis until I came.
The storm had passed and I slipped from the bed and went back to my own room to enjoy the feeling for the rest of my life, as even now, it still excites me to know I was capable of enjoying such a liaison.
I was always very attached to my Grandfather and I kissed him openly and hugged him tightly, I often used to wonder if he knew what happened that night between us?
'Want to see a film'?
I turned to see an old man walking towards me in the foyer, he was laughing as the rain thundered and drowned his voice out.
'Pardon', I replied, in a way glad of the company as it took my mind off the storm raging outside, 'Fancy a cup of tea', and he opened the cashiers box and stood aside to let me in.
I had been looking at the black and white photos telling the story of the movies, a montage of bits you were left to fill in the blanks in your head, not quite pornographic but enough to stir erections and make women damp.
The back room smelt of dampness and I went over and sat down in front of the curved glass where customers parted with their money, 'My mother would have a fit if she saw me standing here', I remarked, suddenly feeling empowered.
The old man was filling two cups with hot water, he had some sandwiches wrapped in paper, 'Help yourself', he intimated towards the sandwiches, I felt strangely relaxed and suddenly glad the rain persisted.
He was polite and friendly, reminding my of my Granddad as I was comfortable with older men and relaxed, so we chatted and drank tea and then he offered to satisfy my curiosity about this old theater with a guided tour.
I had told him what the girls in school thought about it, including myself of course and he had chuckled at our curiosities. I sat down in the main auditorium on the red seats where mostly men sat through the movies, I even asked him if men masturbated openly, though not as openly as that, but he caught my drift and nodded yes.
I was suddenly aware of my feet and the contents of the floor, but I guess he had read my mind, 'Would you like to watch a short'?
I was the only one in there when the lights went down, the cinema was closed for cleaning and only opened for late night showings. I had seen small snippets of porn online but never a giant screen with surround sound, and it was a bit overwhelming and stimulating with the oral and anal and the gang-banging, strangely, it all appealed to me and all I wanted to do was go home and find my toys.
I got up and walked out to find him sitting in the foyer, he smiled and invited me back in and offered me a coke to drink, which I took as I was flushed and red.
'Pretty hot shit', he remarked, meaning the movie, and I nodded in agreement.
That was when he offered to show me something else I might be interested in, so I followed him down another corridor and up a small stairway to another small room.
Inside was a seat facing a dark paneled glass window. I went over and looked, it was looking over the auditorium where I had just been sitting and the movie was still playing.
Suddenly he standing close behind me, 'If you wanted to', he began, as I could feel his presence so close to me, 'you could sit here and watch the men below as they watched the movie'.
I knew what he meant and what he was implying, he must have known I was sexually curious and would have liked to watch men jacking off.
I was only aware his hand was under my skirt and midway up my thigh as he stroked it softly, it was an amazing feeling, I was not afraid and actually enjoying the capitulation in my mind as my body was gaining the upper hand and letting go.
I could feel the slight pressure on my 'V', as his hand sought the curve of my girlish pubis. I gasped as he fingered through the silken fur of my soft hair, and closed my eyes as my wetness revealed my true feelings.
It was a blur, after all these years and the thought of those feelings were coming back, I tried to move leg but only realised my leg was trapped with my panties at my ankles, I stepped from them, to accelerate his penetration and it was then I knew Granddad had been there before, that was why the feeling was so good.
Suddenly the cool of the glass on my face was matched with the same coolness on my nipples and breasts, I was near naked and pushing back onto his cock, all this time and now I know and to think I often wondered if half the girls really knew what fucking was like, it appears I did but never cottoned on I have pleasured my Granddad.
What would have been the odds that a girl could be fucked twice during two thunderstorms, separated by six years, answers please in the comments section after the story.
The sky darkened and the rain became torrential and with the heavens open the streets became deserted, which was just as well, standing in the foyer off the local porn house, the old men's cinema as we girls called it at school, would have caused quite a stir, had I been recognized.
I have always been curious about this place, porn to a girl is like a magnet, sex is something we all whisper about with some of the older girls bragging about who they have done, which is curious, as my older brothers brag about the girls they have done, so who has who and who does who?
But it's all on the verb, the doing word that excites me. I started masturbating when my hormonal body started menstruating, that's when a girl becomes aware of her 'pussy', men smell you when you're in heat, like heat seeking missiles honing in on your pussy and you walk around self conscious of your sanitary pad and you wear it like a big bulls-eye target for their cocks.
That's the trouble with sex, you can't escape it, our bodies are programmed to want it and the more you try to deny or remain aloof, the more crazy you become to do it.
Things started to happen to me that initially I found new, strange and exciting. They were wrong, I knew that, but I could not help myself, being attractive to men made me wet and biology classes told me I was responding to them I was readying myself for penetration even though my brain was saying, 'Urghh, he is old and ugly', my body was saying, 'Go on, do it'.
This constant war between mind and body is exhaustive and the longer it goes on the more you become worn down until one day you realize it's plain stupid.
It was during such a violent thunderstorm I experienced as a girl, I climbed into my Grandparents bed, and wriggled between them both.
That early morning I awoke with the most wondrous of feelings, I now know I experienced a wet dream, that most perfect of orgasms, flawless in its execution and blameless in the eyes of nature, God, and man.
I had been 'Spooning' my Grandfather and finished up with him between my thighs, as hard as a log and I holding his head in my hand as my thighs had squeezed his penis until I came.
The storm had passed and I slipped from the bed and went back to my own room to enjoy the feeling for the rest of my life, as even now, it still excites me to know I was capable of enjoying such a liaison.
I was always very attached to my Grandfather and I kissed him openly and hugged him tightly, I often used to wonder if he knew what happened that night between us?
'Want to see a film'?
I turned to see an old man walking towards me in the foyer, he was laughing as the rain thundered and drowned his voice out.
'Pardon', I replied, in a way glad of the company as it took my mind off the storm raging outside, 'Fancy a cup of tea', and he opened the cashiers box and stood aside to let me in.
I had been looking at the black and white photos telling the story of the movies, a montage of bits you were left to fill in the blanks in your head, not quite pornographic but enough to stir erections and make women damp.
The back room smelt of dampness and I went over and sat down in front of the curved glass where customers parted with their money, 'My mother would have a fit if she saw me standing here', I remarked, suddenly feeling empowered.
The old man was filling two cups with hot water, he had some sandwiches wrapped in paper, 'Help yourself', he intimated towards the sandwiches, I felt strangely relaxed and suddenly glad the rain persisted.
He was polite and friendly, reminding my of my Granddad as I was comfortable with older men and relaxed, so we chatted and drank tea and then he offered to satisfy my curiosity about this old theater with a guided tour.
I had told him what the girls in school thought about it, including myself of course and he had chuckled at our curiosities. I sat down in the main auditorium on the red seats where mostly men sat through the movies, I even asked him if men masturbated openly, though not as openly as that, but he caught my drift and nodded yes.
I was suddenly aware of my feet and the contents of the floor, but I guess he had read my mind, 'Would you like to watch a short'?
I was the only one in there when the lights went down, the cinema was closed for cleaning and only opened for late night showings. I had seen small snippets of porn online but never a giant screen with surround sound, and it was a bit overwhelming and stimulating with the oral and anal and the gang-banging, strangely, it all appealed to me and all I wanted to do was go home and find my toys.
I got up and walked out to find him sitting in the foyer, he smiled and invited me back in and offered me a coke to drink, which I took as I was flushed and red.
'Pretty hot shit', he remarked, meaning the movie, and I nodded in agreement.
That was when he offered to show me something else I might be interested in, so I followed him down another corridor and up a small stairway to another small room.
Inside was a seat facing a dark paneled glass window. I went over and looked, it was looking over the auditorium where I had just been sitting and the movie was still playing.
Suddenly he standing close behind me, 'If you wanted to', he began, as I could feel his presence so close to me, 'you could sit here and watch the men below as they watched the movie'.
I knew what he meant and what he was implying, he must have known I was sexually curious and would have liked to watch men jacking off.
I was only aware his hand was under my skirt and midway up my thigh as he stroked it softly, it was an amazing feeling, I was not afraid and actually enjoying the capitulation in my mind as my body was gaining the upper hand and letting go.
I could feel the slight pressure on my 'V', as his hand sought the curve of my girlish pubis. I gasped as he fingered through the silken fur of my soft hair, and closed my eyes as my wetness revealed my true feelings.
It was a blur, after all these years and the thought of those feelings were coming back, I tried to move leg but only realised my leg was trapped with my panties at my ankles, I stepped from them, to accelerate his penetration and it was then I knew Granddad had been there before, that was why the feeling was so good.
Suddenly the cool of the glass on my face was matched with the same coolness on my nipples and breasts, I was near naked and pushing back onto his cock, all this time and now I know and to think I often wondered if half the girls really knew what fucking was like, it appears I did but never cottoned on I have pleasured my Granddad.
What would have been the odds that a girl could be fucked twice during two thunderstorms, separated by six years, answers please in the comments section after the story.
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