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I Lost My Virginity To My Grandfather. free porn video
'Is she sleeping'?
I did not need to turn around to know who was asking the question, 'Yes', I replied timorously in a barely audible whisper , and as I spoke I could feel my legs turn to jelly, my thighs physically shake. I gripped the edge of the steel sink top, as my other hand brought the glass of water I held to my lips, back down onto the draining board.
This was it, the moment I had wanted to happen in my head, time and time again, was now upon me, and standing only wearing my short tee-shirt, figure hugging and with the hem riding high above my bubble teen butt exposed and inviting, (My panties were in the bedroom), made me want to pee. I was so high with expectation, I might even have leaked some, I never felt so wanton and horny, like my mother must have all those years back, when she did it with him for the first time.
(Sorry but this is what he might have seen all those years back, it is my ass as today, taken ten minutes ago as a sudden impulse, frida)
I really was not thirsty, that was not the reason I stood here with my back to him, the drink of water was the excuse, my being here like I was was the the reason, to be alone with him, and do what we were about to do, was my reason for being here, and when he touched my shoulder, I jumped, it was happening, and I felt a gush between my thighs, I was wetting hard, and I let my head drop forward, as a deep sigh escaped from my body, the feel of his cock barely touching my bared ass, made me groan louder, if ever a sound from a girl told a man what she wanted, it was that groan I made that night, as my Grandfathers slid his cock inside me, and fucked me, like he did my mother, his daughter, all those years ago.
I need to back up a little to fill you in, as to how we arrived here tonight, with me naked and bent over my Grandfathers sink, with his cock inside me.
Six months back my Grandmother passed away, and I really just got to know my Grandfather the day of her funeral. As a family we never really visited them much, and as I found out later, it was because my mother and her father had issues, from her growing up and being physically sexual with her father.
I never would have thought this sort of stuff was in our family cupboard, a dark secret of my mothers own making, and to think that many of her friends say, 'I am a chip of her block', she and I are kindred spirits, perhaps that part explains my own preoccupation with masturbation, something I have practised since I was around nine.
That day at the reception of Grannies passing, he called me over and held my hand, and I could see in his eyes that there was something in there that liked me, 'I hope you will come visit me', he softly said, I found my head sort of 'Buzzed', as he spoke in his 'Highland Brogue', I was being subdued by his dulcet overtones.
'Your mother and I have had our issues over the years', he said, 'but now we have patched things up, and I want to get to know you better before I go', he continued.
I looked across to mother as she watched us, a weak smile broke out across her face, at least she was approving our contact, and I saw Granddad look across to her and nod slightly, as if they were mentally making a knowing pact.
'Oh God'!
I gasped as he entered me, and my head hit the cold steel of the draining board, I could feel myself opening up, fleshy fold after fleshy fold, parting as he pushed-in until he could go no further, his cock hitting my deepest point, the eye nestling in the cup of my cervix, making me rise onto my tip-toes, and my bum register his pubic hair as he crushed against me, and the back of my sensitive thighs simultaneously, register his heavy ball sack as they slapped me.
Grandfather stayed up by the 'Links', the posh area of Edinburgh, hidden snobbery and i****tuous sexual dealings, where daughters were brought up to obey fathers and mothers went to sleep soundly, knowing their sexual libations in bed were being attended to by younger versions of themselves.
This expectation had educated and fixated my mother with her father, and she ended up being the one left wanting, and who one night slipped under his bed sheet and took the liberty for her own gratification, while her mother slept alongside in the same bed, with Grandfather in between both.
Such a tale when told to me, left me shaking, I found it erotic to say the least, he dirtiness of such an act, titillated, and appealed to me, I knew then I had to experience it, by my mid teens, I had been masturbating it seemed forever, and like a junkie, I needed new experiences and was willing to try anything, including fucking my Grandfather, especially since he had experienced my mother, and yes, we girls can be as bad as that.
The heat of his body hard against mine, warmed even in the cold of the early morning, his cock burned inside my pussy as I clung onto his penis moulded shape like a tight fitting condom, little girls unused pussies are like that, their elasticity is a sheer pleasure to fuck, and the sweetest of vaginal juices, oiling an old piston, as he tries to move around inside, can be like jab of botox on ageing skin, smoothing the feminine wrinkles, and as I stood with his cock deeply embedded inside, from behind me, I could feel myself endlessly 'Squirt' my seemingly endless juicy bounty, from my youthful glans along the length of my pussy.
I could recall a dark purplish mark on mothers shoulder, just below the nape of her neck and often wondered what it was, and suddenly I knew, as granddad, bit heavily into my own necks nape, like a lion when he mounts a female, holding her in place as he fucks her and pumps his sperm into her subdued body.
I smile again as I recall that song, 'Like they do on the Discovery channel', as a little girl I watched the a****ls fucking, wanting to see their cocks go in and out, as I fingered myself on the floor, we all had to start somewhere, and with my eventually finishing up hanging around the local video store, soon led to viewing human porn, and an occasional blow job for some under the counter hard-core shit, thankfully, 'Fat Eddie', suffered from premature ejaculation, especially when he felt the heat of my mouth closing around his dirty cock head, with its white foul tasting smegma, but again, girl just do that, we tend to swallow everything in the heat of passion.
I don't know if my sleeping mother was aware of the family coupling in the kitchen, perhaps she was watching me bounce on her fathers conducting tube, remembering her own grinding, I don't know or even care, as Grandfather slipped from my vaginal grasp.
His flaccid cock well spent of his ejaculation, hung between us and occasionally slapped the backs of my thighs. That was it, job done, hymen burst and a renewing of a strange family loving.
Grandfather would be too old for a daughter of mine to know him when my time came to be impregnated, so perhaps I would be the last female in or family to breech the generations?
I saunter back to my bed, feeling my Grandfathers seed run down my inner thighs.
I did not need to turn around to know who was asking the question, 'Yes', I replied timorously in a barely audible whisper , and as I spoke I could feel my legs turn to jelly, my thighs physically shake. I gripped the edge of the steel sink top, as my other hand brought the glass of water I held to my lips, back down onto the draining board.
This was it, the moment I had wanted to happen in my head, time and time again, was now upon me, and standing only wearing my short tee-shirt, figure hugging and with the hem riding high above my bubble teen butt exposed and inviting, (My panties were in the bedroom), made me want to pee. I was so high with expectation, I might even have leaked some, I never felt so wanton and horny, like my mother must have all those years back, when she did it with him for the first time.
(Sorry but this is what he might have seen all those years back, it is my ass as today, taken ten minutes ago as a sudden impulse, frida)
I really was not thirsty, that was not the reason I stood here with my back to him, the drink of water was the excuse, my being here like I was was the the reason, to be alone with him, and do what we were about to do, was my reason for being here, and when he touched my shoulder, I jumped, it was happening, and I felt a gush between my thighs, I was wetting hard, and I let my head drop forward, as a deep sigh escaped from my body, the feel of his cock barely touching my bared ass, made me groan louder, if ever a sound from a girl told a man what she wanted, it was that groan I made that night, as my Grandfathers slid his cock inside me, and fucked me, like he did my mother, his daughter, all those years ago.
I need to back up a little to fill you in, as to how we arrived here tonight, with me naked and bent over my Grandfathers sink, with his cock inside me.
Six months back my Grandmother passed away, and I really just got to know my Grandfather the day of her funeral. As a family we never really visited them much, and as I found out later, it was because my mother and her father had issues, from her growing up and being physically sexual with her father.
I never would have thought this sort of stuff was in our family cupboard, a dark secret of my mothers own making, and to think that many of her friends say, 'I am a chip of her block', she and I are kindred spirits, perhaps that part explains my own preoccupation with masturbation, something I have practised since I was around nine.
That day at the reception of Grannies passing, he called me over and held my hand, and I could see in his eyes that there was something in there that liked me, 'I hope you will come visit me', he softly said, I found my head sort of 'Buzzed', as he spoke in his 'Highland Brogue', I was being subdued by his dulcet overtones.
'Your mother and I have had our issues over the years', he said, 'but now we have patched things up, and I want to get to know you better before I go', he continued.
I looked across to mother as she watched us, a weak smile broke out across her face, at least she was approving our contact, and I saw Granddad look across to her and nod slightly, as if they were mentally making a knowing pact.
'Oh God'!
I gasped as he entered me, and my head hit the cold steel of the draining board, I could feel myself opening up, fleshy fold after fleshy fold, parting as he pushed-in until he could go no further, his cock hitting my deepest point, the eye nestling in the cup of my cervix, making me rise onto my tip-toes, and my bum register his pubic hair as he crushed against me, and the back of my sensitive thighs simultaneously, register his heavy ball sack as they slapped me.
Grandfather stayed up by the 'Links', the posh area of Edinburgh, hidden snobbery and i****tuous sexual dealings, where daughters were brought up to obey fathers and mothers went to sleep soundly, knowing their sexual libations in bed were being attended to by younger versions of themselves.
This expectation had educated and fixated my mother with her father, and she ended up being the one left wanting, and who one night slipped under his bed sheet and took the liberty for her own gratification, while her mother slept alongside in the same bed, with Grandfather in between both.
Such a tale when told to me, left me shaking, I found it erotic to say the least, he dirtiness of such an act, titillated, and appealed to me, I knew then I had to experience it, by my mid teens, I had been masturbating it seemed forever, and like a junkie, I needed new experiences and was willing to try anything, including fucking my Grandfather, especially since he had experienced my mother, and yes, we girls can be as bad as that.
The heat of his body hard against mine, warmed even in the cold of the early morning, his cock burned inside my pussy as I clung onto his penis moulded shape like a tight fitting condom, little girls unused pussies are like that, their elasticity is a sheer pleasure to fuck, and the sweetest of vaginal juices, oiling an old piston, as he tries to move around inside, can be like jab of botox on ageing skin, smoothing the feminine wrinkles, and as I stood with his cock deeply embedded inside, from behind me, I could feel myself endlessly 'Squirt' my seemingly endless juicy bounty, from my youthful glans along the length of my pussy.
I could recall a dark purplish mark on mothers shoulder, just below the nape of her neck and often wondered what it was, and suddenly I knew, as granddad, bit heavily into my own necks nape, like a lion when he mounts a female, holding her in place as he fucks her and pumps his sperm into her subdued body.
I smile again as I recall that song, 'Like they do on the Discovery channel', as a little girl I watched the a****ls fucking, wanting to see their cocks go in and out, as I fingered myself on the floor, we all had to start somewhere, and with my eventually finishing up hanging around the local video store, soon led to viewing human porn, and an occasional blow job for some under the counter hard-core shit, thankfully, 'Fat Eddie', suffered from premature ejaculation, especially when he felt the heat of my mouth closing around his dirty cock head, with its white foul tasting smegma, but again, girl just do that, we tend to swallow everything in the heat of passion.
I don't know if my sleeping mother was aware of the family coupling in the kitchen, perhaps she was watching me bounce on her fathers conducting tube, remembering her own grinding, I don't know or even care, as Grandfather slipped from my vaginal grasp.
His flaccid cock well spent of his ejaculation, hung between us and occasionally slapped the backs of my thighs. That was it, job done, hymen burst and a renewing of a strange family loving.
Grandfather would be too old for a daughter of mine to know him when my time came to be impregnated, so perhaps I would be the last female in or family to breech the generations?
I saunter back to my bed, feeling my Grandfathers seed run down my inner thighs.
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