Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: N/A
|Introduction: This story was created based on Grandpa and Me by Txlilygrl. The Purvv wrote it the same day that story was posted, using the same premise and even some of the actual words. Knowing it could be considered plagiarism, the very next day I posted a comment to that story informing the author what I had done and offering this story to him/her. Not hearing back and having this version on my computer, I decided to post it for the readers. Not knowing if the original author wanted to be associated with my version, I didn't acknowledge him/her. Now, knowing otherwise, let me give the credit here. The original can be read at: http://stories.xnxx.com/story/47168/Grandpa_and_Me|
"A Grandfather-Granddaughter Vignette"
Oral Sex Only
THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION, INTENDED FOR ADULTS ONLY. IT DEPICTS SEX BETWEEN AN ADULT MALE AND HIS GRANDDAUGHTER. IF THAT OFFENDS YOUR SENSIBILITIES, I'M SORRY, THAT CERTAINLY ISN'T MY INTENT. THE AUTHOR DOES NOT CONDONE OR ENDORSE ANY OF THE ACTIVITIES DETAILED IN THIS STORY, SOME OF WHICH MAY BE ILLEGAL IN CERTAIN JURISDICTIONS. INDEED, THE AUTHOR UTTERLY CONDEMNS ANY FORM OF ACTUAL ABUSE - PHYSICAL, SEXUAL, PSYCHOLOGICAL AND/OR EMOTIONAL - TO ANY PERSON OF ANY AGE. THIS VIGNETTE IS NOT INTENDED TO BE ANYTHING MORE THAN A PEEK THROUGH A WINDOW AT A COUPLE HAVING ORAL SEX. IF SUCH A QUICKIE DOESN'T TEMPT THE VOYEUR TO MASTURBATE, THIS VIGNETTE IS NOT FOR YOU.
Plausible Deniability, Part 1 (A Reposting)
As a young girl, I used to spend one weekend at month visiting my grandfather during my school vacations. We would sometimes go to the zoo, aquarium, or skating rink, or just play games like hide and seek, board games, or, my favorite, card games. I would sit on the couch on one side of the coffee table and Granddad would sit in his lazy boy chair on the other side.
It was a hot summer day when I first saw my grandfather's penis; it was also the first one I'd EVER seen. I knew that there was a difference between males and females and how babies are made and such, but until then I had never seen one, not even my dad's.
Granddad was wearing shorts, as he usually did in the summer, and he was sitting across from me as we played cards. The game had just started and he had just gotten comfortable on his chair, when I happened to glance over and see it. He was sitting at such an angle that I was able to see up his pants legs, right under his underwear; I saw most of his penis and one testicle.
I immediately tensed up, knowing that it was naughty to see that; and I quickly looked away, but for some reason, I felt my heart sort of beating heavily in my chest. I fought to not look again as we began to play cards, but this little girl's curiosity got the better of her much too soon. When I saw Granddad looking at his cards, I couldn't help but to steal a peak once again, then quickly lift my eyes so he didn't catch me looking.
For the next half hour or so, things continued this way, except a couple of times when I was looking, Granddad glanced over at me. On those times, I quickly looked away.
Finally, one time when I was looking, I was so captivated to be seeing his man thing, I didn't realize that he was suddenly watching me, until I heard, "What you staring at, Trish?”
I must to have been staring a long time. When I looked up at Granddad, he had a strange smile on his face. I was sure that he didn't know where I had been looking. I guessed that he didn't know that part of his privates were exposed.
“Just daydreaming,” I said.
We continued playing. By then I had seen enough of his penis to know that I wanted to see more. It seemed that every time Granddad played a card, I would look down, hoping that he had shifted and that I'd be able to get a better look. I didn't know it at the time, but I guess that was the first time in my life I was feeling horny. I stole glances up his pants legs every time I got the chance. I was so intrigued at seeing a penis.
After the game, Granddad gathered the cards and got up to put them away. I got up to go to the bathroom, and a couple of things happened there. When I pulled down my undies to sit on the toilet bowl to pee, I saw that the crotch was wet. I guessed that I had been paying so much attention to Granddad's penis, I must not have realized I had to go and a little pee must have leaked out. Sitting there peeing, I couldn't stop thinking about what I had seen of my granddad, and when I patted my 'Minnie' with toilet paper to dry myself, a strange tingle shot through me. It was then that I knew what I was going to try to do...
As I suspected, Granddad was sitting in his easy chair watching TV when I went back to the living room. I gathered some toy animals I often played with and took them over and put them on the floor in front of his chair. Then I sat down like I was going to play with them, placing them about my fantasy 'jungle'. In truth, I actually was trying to stay calm, knowing what I wanted to try to do.
Sitting there, I was able to get up close, trying to see up the leg of his shorts while pretending to look at him. He was watching some dumb ball game, only half paying attention to me as I played with the animals, running them up and down his leg.
With him so absorbed in the game on TV, I decided to take a chance. My heart was racing as I moved two of the animals up onto his lap. When I was sure that he still wasn't paying attention to me, I got a few other animals and brought them up on him, too. I began to move the toy animals around, playing as if they were chasing each other. I made some of them hide under his shorts legs. I placed them so that they made the shorts stand up and I could see in better as I sat in front.
Granddad shifted in the seat; I thought it was to get up, but it was only to get more comfortable, I guess. WOW, NOW I COULD SEE ALL OF HIS PENIS! It was beautiful!
Seeing that, I actually began to feel my heart pumping in my chest. My hand was trembling as I got my toy snake and had it slither up Granddad's leg, pausing a couple of seconds, and then pushing it up his pants leg and underwear until it almost touched his penis, which I swear seemed to twitch on its own. I was so excited. I knew it would be very wrong and very naughty, but I actually wanted to touch it. It was then that I felt real funny feelings down between my legs and I remembered how my panties had been wet there before.
For the next couple of minutes, I toyed with the idea of actually moving one of the animals all the way up under Granddad's shorts and onto him, so that I could touch his penis, but before I could get up the nerve, he moved, sitting up straight and telling me, "Trish, Sweetie, I didn't get enough sleep during the night. I'm a bit tired and need a little nap."
Disappointed, I gathered my toys off him and brought them down to the floor with me. "Okay, Granddad."
"I won't be too long, I don't think. Just a short nap," he told me as he stood, looking down at me. "You can play with your toys or watch TV."
I nodded. He smiled and walked away to go to his room. I couldn't help but to steal a last look; it seemed to me that his penis was actually sticking out inside his pants.
During the next few minutes, I kept remembering how exciting it had been to see Granddad's penis and I guess it was then that I realized that I would have liked to see the whole thing. Suddenly, my mind began to race...plot actually, I guess.
Often, in the past, when I would be in my grandfather's bedroom while he was sleeping, he would always be in his underwear. I was sure that he'd be like that now. I quickly came to the conclusion that I'd surely be able to get a better look at his penis if he was only in his boxers than I had been able to get beneath his outer shorts and underwear. That was when I thought about going into his room. Heck, if he was sleeping sound enough, I might even be able to lift his boxers up some to see 'it' inside. I was hoping that he didn't have a blanket or sheet covering him; hoping that being that he'd only gone in to take a nap, and seeing how hot it was, there was a good chance that I'd find him atop the bed.
I knew that I had what my mom called an obsessive personality, but until that day, I didn't understand what that meant. Now I knew. I really was determined that I wanted to see my granddad's penis.
Hurriedly, I walked over to his door, which he had closed. Gently, I turned the knob and quietly walked into the room. Once again, my heart speeded up.
Granddad was laying on the bed and, as I had hoped, he was atop the mattress in his underwear and tee-shirt. As I tiptoed inside and moved close to the bed, I got the shock of my life; I got a real surprise that I never would have thought possible. Granddad's penis was peeking out of the front of his underwear. For all the many times I had seen him sleeping in bed, his underwear always covered his privates properly. Now, the one time I come in to see if I could get a look, I found that the head of his penis was just sticking out and I could also see some of the shaft as well as the head. It was almost as if 'it' knew I was coming in to look at him.
I stood there, quiet as a mouse, just looking at it. The head had a little slit, a hole, in the end of it. I guessed that was where the pee came out. I wondered where the stuff that made babies came from; was this really what went inside a girl? How was that possible? As I stood looking in curiosity, I wanted to see more.
I thought of an idea. If Granddad was in a deep sleep, maybe I could open his boxers to get a better look. Excitement was racing through me as I quietly hurried back to the door. Taking a deep breath, hoping to calm myself, I then called, “Granddad?" I wanted to see if he was in a sound enough sleep not to awaken. If he did wake up now, I'd make believe I just walked in.
I waited a moment and when he didn't stir, I moved a little closer and tried again, "Granddad... are you awake?”
By the time I tried the last time, I was by the bed. Again there was no response.
I knew how dangerous this was, but I was so curious, I just had to do what I'd thought up. Besides, I told myself; Granddad never yelled or got mad at me. If he happened to wake up, maybe he would just chase me out of his room.
My legs were trembling as I ever so gently climbed up onto his bed, edging over until I was sitting right next to him; then I paused in wait, my eyes looking down at where the head of his penis pushed out of the slit in his boxers.
My heart was really racing now! I waited until I was sure that I hadn't disturbed his sleep before I nervously reached out my shaking hand and lightly placed it upon the part of his penis that was sticking out of the slit. It was warm and soft...AND EXCITING!!! I felt so grown up to be touching it; I wanted to touch the whole thing.
I then stopped and looked up at my granddad to make sure that he was still asleep. I guess it was my imagination, but I thought I saw his eyes quickly close when I looked up at him. That was silly because he was asleep. However, because I had imagined his eyes had moved, even though they were closed, I waited about a half minute longer.
Sure that he was sound asleep, using my thumb and forefinger, I daintily opened the slit in Granddad's underwear where his penis was sticking out. I was so excited; I really wanted to see more!!! As I pulled his underpants open, his penis sort of pushed out and plopped over to one side. Almost the whole thing was exposed. I was captivated at the sight. This was the thing that created my mom. It looked soft and I could see veins under the skin. The head looked like an adorable mushroom. The length was sort of curved a bit as it lay up over on top of his underwear. It was the most exciting sight I'd ever seen.
I don't know where I got the nerve, but without hesitating, I gently started touching it all over. Granddad's breathing seemed heavier, but when I glanced up, I saw that he was still asleep. When I touched the head again, it jumped a bit and I almost jumped out of my skin. It looked like it was starting to get bigger...
...IT WAS! Each time I touched it, it seemed to grow a bit more, until it was almost up to his belly button.
Wow, Granddad's penis was really big now; and it wasn't soft and floppy anymore. Now it was hard and hot, like a couple of the girls at school said they got!!! I was excited, but a bit scared too. It was so beautiful. It was soft but hard at the same time. A big vein ran from the base to the top.
As I touched it and gently rubbed it, it started to leak out the pee hole. I was fascinated. It was clear and sticky. I wondered if maybe that was the sperm stuff that made babies. There wasn't a lot, so I touched it with my finger and brought it up by my nose. It didn't smell like pee. Boldly, tentatively, I moved my finger to my mouth and flicked out my tongue to taste it. Happily, I liked the taste; it was sweet and salty at the same time.
Making sure that Granddad was still asleep, I moved the hand back down on his penis, this time not so nervous. Gently, I rubbed his penis some more, fascinated to feel it seeming to pulse as I did so. As I rubbed, I saw that more of the clear liquid seeped out of the tip. Once again, I paused and brought my slimy finger to my mouth to taste the liquid.
Back down again my hand went. By then his penis had become so big, I wanted to hold it. Boldly, I put my fingers around it and rubbed it up and down until the clear juice came out again. Now emboldened, I leaned over and licked the gooey liquid off the tip of his penis. It not only tasted good, but touching his penis with my tongue made something happen inside me, like teeny electric shots shooting around in my 'Minnie'. I licked again and again and more juice came out as I lapped it up. It was fun rubbing Granddad's penis and tasting its liquid, while watching his big penis move and jump. I wanted to play with it all day.
Feeling emboldened that Granddad hadn't made any sign of awakening, I got up on my knees and studied how it all looked down there. Looking closely, I was also surprised about the amount of short, curly hair growing around his penis. Lots of it above and some on the side and a little on the testicles. When I ran my finger through it, I swear I felt him lift up, ever so slightly. Then, for the first time, I touched the testicle sac; what I heard the girls in school call 'balls'. Afraid of waking him, I was very careful to gently and slowly play with them. That was just as much fun as rubbing his penis.
All this was so new and so exciting. I don’t know how long I stayed there and played with his penis and balls and hair, but it was a long time. I not only was enjoying touching him, but something inside me was stirring up strange, exciting feelings.
Bending down, I lowered my head down and gently put my lips to the mushroom head, when suddenly I heard Granddad gasp and felt his hands suddenly clamp down about my ears so tightly, I couldn't turn away.
I was frightened that he might have awoken, but I guessed that he was just reacting instinctively in his sleep because he never said anything. With my lips there, I decided to act. If he was awake, he'd say something. Otherwise, I'd know he was still asleep.
Gently, I sucked at the tip. I lipped it like I would an ice cream cone and even touched it with the tip of my tongue. It was good! Granddad hadn't stopped me, so I guessed that he was still asleep, even though his hands were still holding me in place. Anxious now, I worked my lips a little further onto his penis and caressed the rounded, blunt dome with my tongue. I started twirling my tongue over and around its mushroom top, swirling it over and around his pee-hole. Lowering my lips a bit down onto his beautiful penis, I explored each vein of this exciting length of hot flesh with my tongue.
I heard Granddad groan and wondered if he might have awoken. When he made no effort to stop me, I was convinced that he was still sleeping soundly. His hands stayed on the back of my head as if he were making sure that I didn't take my mouth off him; I guessed that what I was doing was feeling good to him in his sleep.
Suddenly, his hands were pushing at my head, seeming to be urging me to take more of his penis in my mouth. His penis was oozing more and more of that liquid and I decided to take it all inside my mouth. Wanting to do what his hands were urging, I slowly allowed them to push my face lower. I opened my mouth and let Granddad's wet penis come inside.
All of a sudden Granddad's hands stopped me and gently guided my mouth back up. He groaned in his sleep and it was then that I knew for sure that he liked my mouth on him. When he then pushed at the back of my head anew, pushing my facing lower again, he gasped aloud. I could smell a sweet aroma coming from between his legs, my nostrils fluttering with delight and some strange anticipation rushing through me. It was then that I somehow knew what he needed.
I started moving my head up and down, gently. Each time I did so, I heard Granddad grunting or moaning in his sleep. At the same time, I felt his body reacting, his hips moving up and down under my face. His movements and sounds seemed to be telling me what to do.
I pushed my face as far down onto his penis as my throat would allow and he would gasp; then I'd slide back up, barely keeping him inside my mouth, letting my saliva soak his hard penis, eagerly tasting his lovely penis extracts.
I was being driven by instincts unknown, obviously pleasuring Granddad with my mouth. As I sucked, his moans got louder, his body squirming faster and more violently. I sucked for dear life, like it was the only thing that would keep me alive. I was nursing my own grandfather's penis like I had once nursed my mom's breasts, not realizing that I was about to be rewarded.
It didn't take him more than a few seconds before I felt the swell of his tip. Then I heard a sudden, "Ohhhhh...ohhhhh..." Suddenly, I felt a hard twitch, a jerk, and without any further warning, hot sticky seed pumped inside my eagerly sucking mouth. Panic struck as I felt the first squirt. Thinking that Granddad had maybe peed, I was about to try to extricate myself from his grasp, when I instinctively swallowed. IT TASTED WONDERFUL! More powerful, thicker, and even better tasting than what I had been tasting. I knew that this was the stuff that made babies.
As if I wanted to extract more, I plunged my mouth back down. At the same time, I grabbed his lower sac with my hand, and with every jerk of his shaft, I gently squeezed his testicles, feeling them freely as they were shooting out potent sperm into my mouth. And with every jerk of his penis, I sucked as hard as I could, forcing his ejaculating penis to pump out all the wonderful odd tasting cream, emptying his testicles into my mouth, which I swallowed down into my belly. I wondered if it were possible for that to make me pregnant, but at that moment, I didn't care.
Granddad sounded as if he was straining with every ejaculation until nothing more came out. Over the next minute or so, his penis softened back to its original state while I continued to lick all traces of his sperm into my mouth.
I suddenly raised my eyes and once again could have sworn that his eyes had just closed, although I again guessed that to have been my imagination. Granddad would have never allowed me to do what I'd just done, would he?
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