I had just dropped off my wife at the aerodrome for her annual 2 hebdomad trip-up out to see her 91 year old mother. She lived on a farm out in Oregon all alone and still can pack care of her garden, her flowers and her household better than most, plus she still drives into Town to get her grocery and such. She is a singular woman, my mother-in-law, and I only hope that I can outlive her.

On the way back home my mobile phone earphone rang and I saw that it was my high-flown daughter Marty. We had just celebrated her graduation from richly school a twain of solar day before and I knew that she was unencumbered for a few day so I had asked her out for breakfast while my wife visited her mother. I figured that she was calling me back to confirm the where and when so I answered it with my usual cheery greeting.

"Hey Kidd-o, how's my favorite grand daughter ?"

"Oh Gramps, I'm your only grand daughter,"she said for the thousandth time with a sparkling of sunshine in her part."Did ya get Grandma off ?"

"Just now,"I told her."Now I'm fancy free and prepare for the hoochy koochy girlfriend to amount over."

"Oh grandad, you always attain me laugh,"she commented with the love that we had for each other ringing out clearly for me to hear.

Marty was the only child that my own daughter and her husband had and being so, she was the orchard apple tree of not only my eye but her parents and everybody else'who knew her also. She was an attractive little affair and smart as a lash. She got a learnedness to the body politic University in Science and was on her way to becoming whatever her heart led her to do. She was also so attractive that my son-in-law had to trounce the male child away with a baseball bat nearly every Sat night. But as we bantered back and forth in our teasing duologue, she managed to ask me a serious question.

"Gramps, I was wondering, or actually my parents were wondering, if I could come in to your house and expend the weekend with you. dad has to go to this thing and Mom wants to go with him up to New York and they don't trust me to stay by myself for the weekend,"she explained.

"Is it that they don't trust you or all the boys that you seem to pull ?"I asked with my tongue stuck squarely into my cheek.

"Oh Gramps, who side are you on anyway ?"she said with a little flicker in her tone.

"To answer your first question, I don't see any cause that you can't stay over here, I'll just scream the hoochy koochy girls and reschedule them for following weekend,"I said in my best dead pan voice.

"Gramps, I can't believe you. I'll tell my parents that you said that its O.K. and I'll see you in the morning."

"okay Kidd-o, see ya in the morning,"I said clicking off the phone.

The next aurora, I awoke, got up and took my pills, showered and shaved and got fix for the arriver of my Marty. I fixed myself a cup of instant coffee and waited and then I fixed another cup and waited some more. I was on my quartern cup went I saw her pull into our driveway and I saw her struggle with a suitcase as she made her way to the nominal head door. As I opened it to let her in, I commented,"Holy cow Marty, I didn't realize that I said you could actuate in."

"I'm sorry I'm late,"she said out of breathing time,"but my alarm didn't go off and I stayed up too former net Night so I, ah, overslept."

"And what about this suit case wax of, what, clothing I presume ?"I asked her with a twinkle in my eye.

"Oh Gramps, you are such a tease,"she said, not realizing that my question was asked in more of a serious timbre than I let on.

"okeh, you know your way back to your room."

When she came back out from our client room where Marty always stayed when she was over and asked if I was make to go out for breakfast. I made an under-the-breath input about it being almost time for lunch but I locked the room access behind us and we took off for my favorite diner.

On my third base cup of chocolate, I was about to burst so I excused myself to go to the comfort station and stimulate my snake but when I came back out, Marty seemed deep in thought so I asked her,"penny for your thought ?"

"Oh grandpa it would take a heck of a lot more than a centime to talk about what's on my thinker,"she said giving a tenuous smile.

"Wow, that sounds serious,"I commented and then added,"Marty, you know that if you want to talk, I'll listen."

She looked up into my eyes and reached over the table to take my hired hand between both of hers. She smiled and said,"I know grandad and I love you for it,"and gave my hand a trivial credit crunch with her own.

The mood was broken for the time being anyway and we drove back to my house in silence. I parked the car and walked up to the household when Marty suddenly asked me,"Gramps, can I ask you a interrogation ?"

"Shoot,"I told her.

"When was the world-class time you ever made love with grandma ?"she blurted out.

"Holy Cow !"I said to full shock."Where did that come from ? I mean, ah, okay, ah, the first base time that I made honey to your grandma was on, oh, about our 10th date or so. We were all alone at her parent's menage and we started kissing and making out and then one thing led to another and we found ourselves in her bed making love. But I knew by that time that I loved her and I wanted to marry her, in fact, I had already proposed and she said"yes ”. We hadn't set a day of the month yet but we got married later that year. That was 45 years ago and I have loved every minute of it."

There a long stretch of silence and finally I asked,"I've told you the truth about Grandma and me, now you have to secern me what's going on that prompted that question."

"Oh, I don't know, my pappa asked me to sign on a pledge a year ago not to have sex until I get get hitched with and I was just wondering if I should feature signed it,"she asked with this aspirant look in her eyes.

"Let me venture, you've met a guy and he's pressuring you to make sleep with with him. You've fallen in love and you want to demonstrate him just how a lot you love him but you have this pledge that's holding you back,"I said.

She thought for awhile and then she looked into my eyes and confessed,"Yeah, that's about it. How did you know ? Am I that transparent ?"

"No Kidd-o, it's not you at all. That was a line I used when I was young, you know when Grandma Moses was a child, and I'm proud to get word that they are still using it to this day,"I said with a smiling on my face.

"But he says he loves me as much as I love him and he's bequeath to prove it to me if I'm ready to prove my honey for him,"she told me in a convincing voice.

"And I bet that he said that he was going off to college or the Army and that he may never get home and he is a virgin just like you and…"

"The Navy,"she said with bended head."He told me that he was considering going into the Navy."

I sat there in quiet for the foresightful time and then I told her,"I'm sorry Kidd-o. I don't even know this kid. He must be a marvelous guy to grab your heart like this but he's just a kid, a horny, hormone raging kid who will say most anything to get in your drawers and who knows what he would do after you let him. Maybe he's honest in voicing his true love for you and maybe you'll get married, go under down and have a bunch of kids. But more in all likelihood, he'll enjoin you sound bye right after he gets what he wants and you will bear given him the only thing that you can only give once."

"They're all crawl,"she said under her breath.

"Oh Kidd-o, not all men aren't creeps. I'm not a creep, at least not anymore. I'm too old to be officially called a"weirdy ”, I'm just a horny old geezer,"I said with a laugh.

She came over to where I was sitting, placed her weapons system around my neck opening and whispered into my ear,"I don't think you're an old geezer granddad, I love you just the way you are."

I sat there basking in the warmness that I felt for my grand daughter for the longest time, remembering the very first of all time I held her some 17 old age ago. Her little nuzzle was pushed back into her face and her thick pitch-dark fuzz stuck out all over the space. She had come out at 5 pounds 6 oz., screaming her lungs out and when I was finally my turn to hold her, she shut right field up and went to sleep. From that minute to this, we have had a certain chemical bond that no else could ever have.

A thought suddenly came into my brain and I acted on it before I knew what I was saying."Marty, why don't I take some pictures of you, you know, real casual type, unscripted and fun pictures just between you and me. What do ya'say ?"

"Hey that sounds like fun,"she said all excited.

I ran for my digital and slipped in a new chip to save the keeper that I wanted to preserve. When I reentered, Marty was standing there by the sofa in our kinsperson elbow room with a big smiling on her face. She started posing and I started snapping images of her. She would place like a model and then like the young lady that she was, all the spell my digit was tripping the shiver of the camera.

All was going great until she took a pose facing the camera on all fours. She stuck her little lift end up in the air and lowered herself down on both articulatio cubiti causing the cut off tee shirt to fall away from her front exposing to the camera, and me, her beautiful little bra covered breasts. Seeing them through the view view finder, I stopped, looked over the camera and said,"Kidd-o, do you want to show off everything to the camera like that ?"

She looked down and got a with child big grin on he face and said,"If no one but you ever sees these then I don't creative thinker. I'll just see how horny you really are."

"OK, but let me warn you, you don't want to mess up with the bull's eye because you're likely to get the horn,"I warned her placing the camera back up to my eye. I thought to myself,"My seraphic innocuous little rattling girl is turning into a actual cock tease"and decided to see how far it would go.

I snapped a few shots of her in this pose and, taking over the photo shoot, directed her to lower herself down even further onto her outstretched arms. She willingly followed my musical theme as she soon opened up her integral breast country to my view. I sucked in my breath as a unknown lilliputian grin came over her aspect. After getting all of the pictures that I wanted, I told her get up on her knees and to pull her shortcut shirt to one position and off of her shoulder and then to pull the bra strap down onto her arm. When she followed my instructions to the tee, the full side of her tit course was for all purport and intention nude except for her breast itself and I could see share of it. The sight was so stimulating that I detected a stirring down in my pants.

Her optic were starting to get more serious now that I had taken over. Her tone became much Sir Thomas More intense and, well, sensuous than before and she seemed to be breathing deeply through her open mouth.

"Sit up now and pull your knees up to your chest,"I directed her. She did and when she placed her subdivision around her knee, I went forward and positioned the leg hole of her shorts aside to expose the edge of her pantie. Marty turned a undimmed red but didn't motion an inch. I took respective snapshot of just a hint of the genitalia of her panties and I noticed once again that she was breathing heavily through her parted lips.

The next pose that I though of was with her standing up and the fly of her shortstop out-of-doors with her pollex inserted in her sky blue panty. I had her pull down on the rubber band to just barely over her mound as she scooted the bottom hem of her shirt up so just a hint of her bra came into view. Her aspect was so sexy and sultry I almost wanted to turn back right there and give her a big kiss.

"My God what was I thinking ? This is my grand daughter, my lovely Marty, the one that it seemed like I cradled in my arms only a few long time ago. What the hell am I doing ?"Suddenly I heard the words come out of my mouth,"Why don't you go in and convert into something else. Do you bear a dress or something in that bag you brought ? Come out with something real sexy on."These words did not come out of my backtalk ! They couldn't have but as she turned to go to the room where her case case full of wearing apparel was, I realized that it was I who had uttered them and it was I who was so turned on that my cock was sticking straight out in my pants.

I stood there impatiently waiting for my high-minded daughter to reappear from the room and I was agonizing over just what she would come up with that met the definition of"sexy ”. It only took her a few minutes to come down the hall to show me what she had picked out. I took one aspect and gave off a slight little moan. She was wearing a Nice little lily-livered sundress that had spaghetti straps that held up the two triangles covering her front and a replete wench that fell to her mid second joint. I don't know if the cloth was so thin or it was my imagery getting the easily of me but I swore I could detect two little protrusions show up under the bust line of that wearing apparel. I swallowed laborious as I raised the camera and started snapping pictures.

She moved and swirled her way around the room, stopping every once in awhile to strike a aphrodisiac little pose. Once she stopped with her back to the photographic camera and, taking down one of the straps that held the entire frock in place, dropping it down to her bicep with the textile barely covering her breast. She got the mephistophelian grin on her face as she tucked her lower lip under her front teeth and moved the arm with the shoulder strap off of it down to the hem of her wench. Then, very seductively, she raised it up to just below her panty pipeline as her heart begged me to snap her picture.

I complied with her compliments by taking many image of her from the English, the front line and the fundament. I then asked her to unzip the dress. The looking at on her face told me that I just may have crossed the line but after a brief disinclination, she did as I had asked her. I could barely utter but I once again asked her to remove the shoulder strap from her shoulders let it strike free people down her arms. I whispered for her to maintain it in position just barely covering her nipples as I snapped the camera wildly. In that emplacement, it showed her bare back and top of her blue step-in from the tooshie and most of her breasts from the front. The look it her heart was godforsaken with expression as I continued to question just how far this would go.

I walked around to her backside and slowly hooked her panty with my forefinger. She gasped and turned away, but I continued to motivate them down about half way over her butt cheeks. I moved away and began taking video once again as she settled back down and the smile came back to her face. There was a slight coup d'oeil of terror in that smile but I had the feeling that she was biz for about anything.

Marty's eyes were starting to glass over she was so excited and I wasn't far behind her. I continued to postulate movie of her in many suggestive poses but when I was standing right in front of her and I said to her,"Take your hands away from your white meat and let the frock decline to the level,"she stopped cold with her resistance.

"Gramps, no, I think we taken this thing as far as we should,"she said through her trousering breaths."I think we've taken decent don't you ?"she told me.

"You're right Kidd-o. I've got lashings of great image here and I think we should stop over also,"I lied to her with my outdo human face forward."Do you want to see some ?"I suggested.

She didn't hesitate but slipping her shoulder strap up over her shoulders, but bother to zip up the apparel. She came over to where I was and sat down succeeding to me as we both reviewed my photography acquisition. We started at the last one that I took and I heard her gasp as if someone had kicked her right in the gut."Oh my God,"she said in plethora,"I didn't know that you could see so a good deal of my butt."

"I like this one,"I told her."You look so sexy."

She looked at it for a second and then asked,"Gramps, do you really think that I'm sexy ?"

"Oh my God yes Marty,"I said with my true feelings coming out."I think that you're really sexy don't you ?"

"Yeah I guess,"she said deep in persuasion. Finally she asked,"Gramps do you still want to take that last pose of me, you know the one where I drop the attire down to the floor ?"

"Only if you do,"I answered, hoping that she really did."But first, there is another affectation that I would like to take. You can sit down on the base Amerind way and demand the strap off of your shoulders again. Now cover your panties with your doll and control the apparel up to cross your boobies. Look like you want to tease the camera."

Marty's look was perfect as she struck that exact pose. Her skirt was drawn up in a cluster right at her crotch and her handwriting held the two triangles of the frock barely covering her chest. The feeling on her cheek made me melt it was so sensual and I got wobbly legged just thinking about how sexy she looked. I snapped as many pictures as I could before reluctantly allowing her to stand back up. As she slowly got back up and looked at me for her next instructions, a worried look came across her face.

"Only if you want to,"I said reassuringly, answering her unspoken doubt.

The look did not get out her aspect as she bit down on her bring down lip. Her mitt started to relax and then tighten up on the front of her dress. Her hand relaxed once again only to clinch the fabric tightly in a nautical mile. The facial expression in her eyes was torturously confused as she gazed off into space trying to take a crap up her mind. Then in one brief second of decision, she closed her eyes and let the dress fell all of the way down her body and gather at her ft. I looked up at her red face and her eyes were tightly closed.

I tried to breathe normally but the sight of my deluxe daughter standing before me in just her sky drear panties had taken away my ability to function properly. I stood there completely in awe at the wad of her beauty and her wiliness to parcel it with me. I had to force my eyesight to focus on the persona of this goddess as the picture finally started to appear and a slight moan escaped out of my mouth.

Her attender rightfulness handwriting was covering her go away breast and her forearm was resting on the rightfield. Her heart were still closed and a svelte grimace of being uncomfortable was on her face. Her buttock were redden and her neck was red but the rest of her young body stood there waiting to be scrutinized. Her trim tummy gave way to a stiff slight abdomen as my centre passed down over her curves. Her dark panties exposed the image of her tight round pitcher's mound and I detected just a trace of the dimpled issue of her pubic fuzz pushing its way up to meet the fabric. Her glorious leg were tightly clamped together in an effort to protect against any possibly of exposure of her mound but she looked so uncomfortable that I asked her to relax.

She opened her centre but the spirit that I saw was anything but relaxed. I told her to give the lens the stifling look that she could manage as I began snapping the shutter of the camera. She opened her middle and the look was amazingly sexy. She dropped her left hired hand to her tummy and crossed her allow knee over the other. I captured her image in the exposure and my heart skipped a beat.

"Move your left hand down and hook your pantie with your pollex,"I commanded with the huskiest voice. She complied with my request."Push it down off of your hip. Lower. Even lower yet,"I asked softly.

She thumb was resting all the way down to the elastic on the orifice of the leg at a point where just a jot of her pubic pilus was showing. She never moved her stare from my eyes during the instructions but followed them completely. When I snapped the shutter wildly taking image, my essence was in my throat with inflammation. My legs were trembling as I was trying to keep the camera in focussing and was definitely glad that I had it on motorcar.

"Turn a minuscule to the right field,"I commanded."Now to the leftfield. Now turn around and look over your articulatio humeri at me. kick in me that sexy face again."

After following each of direction, she finally turned to confront me with a questioning feeling in her eyes.

"Oh Marty, that was unadulterated. You looked so sexy and mystify. I could take your picture all day long,"I told her.

She looked relieved but did not strike an in."I have one to a greater extent affectedness if you are up to it,"I suggested."I want you to sit down and play your knees up to our pectus. I want you to clasp your human knee with your sleeve so that your white meat are not seen by the camera."

She awkwardly sat down using her left arm for support and the properly one never leaving her breasts. She mashed her knees up against her dresser and wrapped her arms around them tightly. Looking over the top of her articulatio genus, she got this sexy look back again and I started taking pictures as fast as I could. I got down in front of her a mere two foot away, continually tripping the shutter. I moved to the right and then to the left to find out the absolute best slant for the shot I wanted. Then I saw it right in front of me.

I was off to the left hand just a little and I had just the right angle that I saw her optic looking longingly at the camera and a slight little sky blueing puffy wedge sticking out between her two second joint. I almost lost my calmness when I snapped the ikon. It was the perfective way to end the photo shoot so I sat the camera aside, looked longingly into my chiliad daughter's loving eye and moved forward to apply her a little candy kiss of appreciation.

As I pressed my lips tenderly against hers, I couldn't help myself. I reached down with my finger tip and slightly caressed the pocket-size little depressed spot that was showing. She jerked away as though she had been shocked. I gave her a pleading expression but said nothing. She continued to wait into my middle as I smiled a confident smile and repeated my caress. She took in a sharp breath of air and slowly closed her eyes.

I began slightly rubbing my fingerbreadth along the sky blue covering fire of her pleasure zone as I continued to kiss her lips. She responded with an urgent cry of desire and a forceful hatchway of her mouth. Feeling her give in to my buss, I pressed even more into her soft wetness and moved my digit in between her lower rim. Her kiss became greedy and her branch slowly slid apart so my bridge player could totally encompass her sky blue panties. As I pressed my palm into its effeminacy, her legs slipped downward exposing her bare little breast to me for the first time.

I pressed her backward with my kiss as she lay back on the flooring with my former hand behind her to pass her the support. As her head met the rug she opened her eyes and looked cautiously into my own and I gave her the slight smile. Her aspect did not transfer as I looked down at her breasts. I knew that they were smallish, but I did not take in just how utter they were. My eyes consumed them in their softness and their paragon and I got an uncontrollable urge to put my sass down upon them. As I lowered my point, I noticed that she had closed her eyes once again.

Her tight little pink areola were all shriveled up and sticking straight up in the air. On top of them were the two cute minuscule pebble sized nipples just waiting to be suckled and when my mouth encompassed first one and then the other, she let out the garish groan that I have ever heard.

My handwriting was busily giving her delight by sliding up and down between her two sass and concentrating on her guest that was located near the top. She was beginning to jerk her articulatio coxae every meter I bumped into it and I was bumping into it as often as I could.

I suddenly placed my helping hand at the waist dance band of her sky blue pantie and started to squeeze it inward when she cried out,"Oh Gramps, please don't, not in there,"but it was too tardy. I rested my feeling on her wet hairy mound and my digit went directly up to assemble her clitoris. She moaned out loud as she raised her hips up to recognise her tormentor.

I was massaging her with my handwriting and sucking the life story into her nipple as I lost all control over my mind and senses. My clenched fist was between her legs pushing her panties down over her hips and exposed my caressing manus to the visible radiation of day. I suddenly pulled them off of her legs and threw them to the side. Now she was totally defenseless and her legs were wide apart.

I rolled her over on top of me as her blazing oculus opened widely with lust. Her face was like a crazed woman who knew what she wanted and how to consider it. She looked deep into my own field and sat up on my lap and grasped the fly of my trousers. She had them open in a instant and was pulling my rock hard rod out of them with the roughness of the need that she must have been feeling. Then, laying it compressed on my stomach, she placed it in between her two mouth and started to shake herself into a frenzy.

She was sitting up with her hands on my thighs, rocking and grinding her herself into my cock. She had her middle closed and her head back as the strangest strait started emanating out of her mouth. As she continued to labour, she started to clench her teeth and then she stared down into my eyes. What I saw was staring lust, pain and simpleton and she had the look of a do-or-die love crazed Danton True Young woman.

I felt her juices from her slight pussy as she slid my cock up to match her clit. Touching it against her leaf node, she sat there shuttering with anticipation. Then she rose up on her knees and took my rod in her clenched fist. She started to position it directly under her opening. A looking of repugnance must experience crossed my human face because in her lust, she smiled and told me,"I want this grandad !"

Both of my paw were on her hips and they came upon a unknown touch circle aide piece. My figures were trying to decrypt what they was feeling when she smiled down at me and said,"I've been on the patch for a while,"and started to ease herself down on my stiff rod. I saw her eyes roll back into her drumhead as it slowly started to stretch it way into her untested vaginal opening.

As it made its way into her, the tightness began to suit so intense that we were each starting to feel uncomfortable. But when I hit her barrier, I could say that her uncomfortableness was almost more than she could bear. Her eyes were still closed and her lip hung open up as she began to frantically pant through her sass. Then, taking in a fully breath of air, she lowered herself down upon it with a dip and let out a screech as it broke through the tissue layer and she became a woman.

"Oh God it stings !"she whimpered as she came to stay for a moment. I looked into to close up eyes at the pain that she felt but slowly began to labor it further into her. She gasped as it bottomed out and for the first off clip she opened her middle and gave me a slender smile. The look in her eyes was one of finding as she started to rock upon my rod resting late interior of her womb. She closed her optic once again and a howling opinion of satisfaction came over her entire face.

She began to wax and fall upon my clay rod that was sliding into her woman and the faster she slipped it in, the to a greater extent force she used to spike herself with. Her wetness was running out of her possible action as her external respiration came strive and moil. She was rocking wildly as I felt that ol'feeling deep in my loins. I knew that I was about to blow but I wanted her to cum first.

I began to raise my pelvis up off of the floor to meet her every thrust and her needs were growing more than ever. I was straining to defy my explosion back as long as I could when I felt her walls spasm down on my peter and I knew she was about to misplace it. She was not breathing and her muscles started to tighten up. She stopped her rocking and her bucking and sat there for a second as if she was letting it build. Then she opened her mouth and yelled out,"OH MY GOD I'M CUMMINGGGGG ! !"

She was rocking and throwing herself down on my shooting member as I emptied my sack deep within her uterus. Her face was contorted beyond recondition and her breaths came in jaggy gasps of air. Over and over she convulsed on my hot spray cock, milking every driblet out of it with her tight little vagina. Finally neither of us could contain it any boost and she collapsed down on top of me gasping for air.

We rested as we gained our senses once again. I fell into a peaceful slumber that lasted longsighted than my Marty's. When I awoke, I awoke alone. I heard the shower running for a moment and then it turned off. The door opened and there came my darling out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. She headed for her room without even glancing my way. I got up and headed for the bathroom myself.

In about 30 minutes we met out in the kitchen. I suggested that we go to a movie and she readily agreed. We saw a romantic comedy that evening and she cuddled up to my arm. But when we got home plate, she came up to me and gave me a peck on the cheek and told me"Goodnight granddaddy ”.

The next morning we shared a breakfast time together and she said that she needed to get home to get ready for her new job tomorrow. I carried her suitcase to the car for her and before she got in she turned to me with the ardent smiling on her face.

"grandpa, I want to thank you for, ah, well for everything. I learned so much this weekend that I know I will use the rest of my life."

She looked deep into my eyes and I think that I saw a rupture start to well over. I wiped it away with my finger's breadth as I let it linger for a second on her brass. She moved her impudence into my caress as she said,"I will always remember this weekend granddaddy. Always. I love you Gramps."

"Me too Kidd-o, me too,"I said as I closed the door to her car.

I watched as she drove down the street and out of sentiment around the corner. I walked back into the lone house and noticed my television camera sitting on the table next to the sofa. I picked it up and turned it on to look back the pictures that I had taken. They were not there. There was not the scrap in the camera that I knew I had put in. Then I smiled and softly said to myself,"Happy viewing Marty. You're beautiful. ”, and walked down the residence hall to put my tv camera away .