I had just dropped off my wife at the airdrome for her yearbook 2 calendar week trip-up out to see her 91 year old mother. She lived on a farm out in Beaver State all alone and still can take charge of her garden, her flowers and her house better than most, plus she still drives into township to get her food market and such. She is a remarkable woman, my mother-in-law, and I only hope that I can outlive her.

On the way back home plate my cell phone rang and I saw that it was my high-flown daughter Marty. We had just celebrated her graduation from luxuriously school a couple of days before and I knew that she was unencumbered for a few days 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 common cheery greeting.

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

"Oh Gramps, I'm your merely grand girl,"she said for the thousandth prison term with a twinkle of sunniness in her articulation."Did ya get Grandma off ?"

"Just now,"I told her."Now I'm fancy free and ready for the hoochy koochy girls to come over."

"Oh grandpa, you always make me laugh,"she commented with the love that we had for each former ringing out clearly for me to hear.

Marty was the lonesome fry that my own girl and her husband had and being so, she was the apple of not only my eye but her parents and everybody else'who knew her also. She was an attractive picayune thing and sassy as a whip. She got a scholarship to the land University in skill and was on her way to becoming whatever her nub led her to do. She was also so attractive that my son-in-law had to outfox the son away with a baseball bat nearly every Sabbatum Night. But as we bantered back and forth in our teasing dialogue, she managed to ask me a unplayful question.

"grandfather, I was wondering, or actually my parents were wondering, if I could come to your house and spend the weekend with you. Daddy has to go to this thing and Mom wants to go with him up to New House of York and they don't combine me to stay by myself for the weekend,"she explained.

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

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

"To serve your for the first time question, I don't see any reason that you can't stay over here, I'll just call the hoochy koochy lady friend and reschedule them for next weekend,"I said in my best numb pan voice.

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

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

The next morning, I awoke, got up and took my pills, showered and shaved and got make for the comer of my Marty. I fixed myself a cup of New York minute coffee and waited and then I fixed another cup and waited some more. I was on my quaternary cup went I saw her puff into our private road and I saw her struggle with a travelling bag as she made her way to the front end door. As I opened it to let her in, I commented,"Holy cow Marty, I didn't realize that I said you could strike in."

"I'm sorry I'm late,"she said out of breath,"but my dismay didn't go off and I stayed up too of late finally Nox so I, ah, overslept."

"And what about this case guinea pig full moon of, what, clothing I presume ?"I asked her with a twinkle in my eye.

"Oh grandfather, you are such a tease,"she said, not realizing that my question was asked in Sir Thomas More of a dangerous tone than I let on.

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

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

On my third cup of coffee, I was about to explode so I excused myself to go to the restroom and shake my snake in the grass but when I came back out, Marty seemed bass in thought process so I asked her,"penny for your view ?"

"Oh Gramps it would take a heck of a lot more than a penny to talk about what's on my head,"she said giving a slight smile.

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

She looked up into my eyes and reached over the table to subscribe my mitt between both of hers. She smiled and said,"I know Gramps and I love you for it,"and gave my hand a piddling wring 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 house when Marty suddenly asked me,"grandpa, can I ask you a question ?"

"Shoot,"I told her.

"When was the initiative time you ever made love with Grandma ?"she blurted out.

"Holy Cow !"I said to add together shock."Where did that come from ? I mean, ah, okay, ah, the commencement time that I made beloved to your nan was on, oh, about our 10th particular date or so. We were all alone at her parent's star sign and we started kissing and making out and then one affair 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 appointment yet but we got married later that year. That was 45 years ago and I have loved every minute of it."

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

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

"Let me estimate, you've met a guy and he's pressuring you to make eff with him. You've fallen in love and you want to show him just how much you love him but you have this assurance 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 cognise ? 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 Moses was a baby, and I'm proud to hear that they are still using it to this day,"I said with a grin on my face.

"But he says he loves me as a great deal as I love him and he's bequeath to test it to me if I'm ready to turn up my love 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 come plate and he is a Virgo the Virgin just like you and…"

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

I sat there in secretiveness for the longest sentence and then I told her,"I'm sorry Kidd-o. I don't even know this kid. He must be a wonderful guy to snaffle your mettle like this but he's just a kid, a horny, hormone raging kid who will say most anything to get in your bloomers and who knows what he would do after you let him. Maybe he's honest in voicing his true sexual love for you and maybe you'll get married, settle down and feature a clump of Thomas Kyd. But more likely, he'll tell you effective bye right after he gets what he wants and you will throw given him the only if matter that you can only give once."

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

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

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

I sat there basking in the affection that I felt for my thou daughter for the longest metre, remembering the very initiative metre I held her some 17 days ago. Her niggling nozzle was pushed back into her face and her wooden-headed sinister hair stuck out all over the topographic point. She had come out at 5 pounds 6 ounces, screaming her lungs out and when I was finally my turn to keep her, she shut correctly up and went to sleep. From that consequence to this, we have had a sealed bond that no else could ever have.

A cerebration 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 daily eccentric, 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 steward that I wanted to conserve. When I reentered, Marty was standing there by the sofa in our family line room with a big grin on her face. She started posing and I started snapping icon of her. She would pose like a example and then like the young lady that she was, all the piece my finger was tripping the tremor of the camera.

All was going great until she took a mannerism facing the camera on all fours. She stuck her petty rise up end up in the air and lowered herself down on both elbows causing the cut off tee shirt to decrease away from her look exposing to the tv camera, and me, her beautiful little bra covered breasts. Seeing them through the scene finder, I stopped, looked over the camera and said,"Kidd-o, do you want to establish off everything to the tv camera like that ?"

She looked down and got a great big smile on he facial expression and said,"If no one but you ever sees these then I don't judgement. I'll just see how horny you really are."

"Okay, but let me admonish you, you don't want to mess up with the bull because you're likely to get the horn,"I warned her placing the tv camera back up to my eye. I thought to myself,"My mellifluous innocent petty grand girl is turning into a true cock tease"and decided to see how far it would go.

I snapped a few blastoff of her in this pose and, taking over the photo shoot, directed her to lower herself down even further onto her outstretched blazonry. She willingly followed my mind as she soon opened up her entire breast area to my position. I sucked in my intimation as a strange fiddling grin came over her face. After getting all of the moving-picture show that I wanted, I told her get up on her knee joint and to pull her shortcut shirt to one position and off of her articulatio humeri and then to draw in the bra strap down onto her arm. When she followed my instructions to the tee, the entire side of her breast line was for all intent and intent nude except for her chest itself and I could see region of it. The sight was so make that I detected a stirring down in my pants.

Her eyes were starting to get more serious now that I had taken over. Her look became much to a greater extent intense and, well, sensuous than before and she seemed to be breathing deeply through her unresolved mouth.

"Sit up now and pull your knees up to your chest,"I directed her. She did and when she placed her branch around her knees, I went forward and positioned the leg hole of her shorts aside to queer the sharpness of her panties. Marty turned a brilliantly red but didn't move an column inch. I took several shots of just a hint of the genitalia of her step-in and I noticed once again that she was breathing heavily through her parted lips.

The following airs that I though of was with her standing up and the fly of her shorts surface with her thumb inserted in her sky blue panties. I had her pull down on the elastic to just barely over her hill as she scooted the bottom hem of her shirt up so just a confidential information of her bra came into position. Her expression was so aphrodisiac and sultry I almost wanted to stop right there and chip in her a big kiss.

"My God what was I thinking ? This is my imposing daughter, my lovely Marty, the one that it seemed like I cradled in my subdivision only a few years ago. What the hell am I doing ?"Suddenly I heard the words come out of my mouth,"Why don't you go in and change into something else. Do you have a dress or something in that suitcase you brought ? Come out with something veridical aphrodisiacal on."These words did not come out of my sassing ! They couldn't have but as she turned to go to the elbow room where her suit shell broad of clothes 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 grand girl to re-emerge from the elbow room and I was agonizing over just what she would occur up with that met the definition of"sexy ”. It only took her a few min to follow down the hall to exhibit me what she had picked out. I took one look and gave off a thin petty moan. She was wearing a nice footling yellow sundress that had spaghetti straps that held up the two Triangle covering her front and a good bird that fell to her mid second joint. I don't know if the material was so reduce or it was my imagery getting the Best of me but I swore I could observe two little projection show up under the bust line of that dress. I swallowed hard 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 aphrodisiacal footling pose. Once she stopped with her rear to the camera and, taking down one of the straps that held the total dress in home, dropping it down to her bicep with the cloth barely covering her breast. She got the devilish grinning on her face as she tucked her lower lip under her front teeth and moved the arm with the strap off of it down to the hem of her skirt. Then, very seductively, she raised it up to just below her step-in line as her eyes begged me to snap her picture.

I complied with her compliments by taking many pictures of her from the side, the front line and the keister. I then asked her to unzip the clothes. The look on her case told me that I just may cause crossed the line but after a brief hesitation, she did as I had asked her. I could barely speak but I once again asked her to remove the strap from her shoulders let it fall free down her arms. I whispered for her to hold it in place just barely covering her nipples as I snapped the camera wildly. In that position, it showed her bare back and top of her blue panties from the rear and most of her breasts from the front. The feel it her center was dotty with expression as I continued to inquire just how far this would go.

I walked around to her backside and slowly hooked her panties with my forefinger. She gasped and turned away, but I continued to move them down about half way over her butt cheeks. I moved away and began taking pictures once again as she settled back down and the smile came back to her side. There was a tenuous glimpse of affright in that smile but I had the feeling that she was plot for about anything.

Marty's optic were starting to glass over she was so commove and I wasn't far behind her. I continued to take pictures of her in many suggestive pose but when I was standing right in front of her and I said to her,"Take your helping hand away from your breasts and let the dress pin to the level,"she stopped low temperature with her resistance.

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

"You're correct Kidd-o. I've got scores of great pictures here and I think we should cease also,"I lied to her with my best face forward."Do you require to see some ?"I suggested.

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

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

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

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

"Yeah I guess,"she said deep in thought. Finally she asked,"grandad do you still want to fill that last pose of me, you know the one where I drop the attire down to the flooring ?"

"Only if you do,"I answered, hoping that she really did."But first, there is another affectation that I would wish to ask. You can sit down on the flooring Indian dash and charter the shoulder strap off of your berm again. Now cover your panties with your skirt and moderate the dress up to pass over your boobies. count like you want to twit the camera."

Marty's look was everlasting as she struck that accurate airs. Her dame was drawn up in a bunch rightfulness at her private parts and her hand held the two triangles of the dress barely covering her breast. The look on her fount made me melt it was so carnal and I got wobbly legged just thinking about how sexy she looked. I snapped as many flick as I could before reluctantly allowing her to abide back up. As she slowly got back up and looked at me for her following teaching, a worried looking at came across her face.

"Only if you want to,"I said reassuringly, answering her wordless doubtfulness.

The look did not leave her fount as she bit down on her lower lip. Her hired hand started to make relaxed and then tighten up on the front of her apparel. Her script relaxed once again only to clinch the cloth tightly in a knot. The look in her oculus was torturously confused as she gazed off into quad trying to make up her brain. Then in one abbreviated second of conclusion, she closed her center and let the dress fell all of the way down her body and gathering at her feet. I looked up at her red face and her eyes were tightly closed.

I tried to breathe normally but the sight of my grand daughter standing before me in just her sky blue panty had taken away my ability to operate properly. I stood there completely in awe at the sight of her dish and her wiliness to share it with me. I had to force my eyesight to focus on the image of this goddess as the picture finally started to appear and a flimsy moan escaped out of my mouth.

Her tender right hired man was covering her left breast and her forearm was resting on the right. Her center were still closed and a tenuous grimace of being uncomfortable was on her face. Her cheeks were crimson and her neck was red but the rest of her Young body stood there waiting to be scrutinized. Her trimness tummy gave way to a close little belly as my oculus passed down over her curves. Her blue panties exposed the image of her tight daily round mound and I detected just a hint of the dimpled effect of her pubic tomentum pushing its way up to meet the fabric. Her glorious legs were tightly clamped together in an endeavour to protect against any possibly of exposure of her knoll but she looked so uncomfortable that I asked her to relax.

She opened her centre but the look that I saw was anything but relaxed. I told her to impart the lens the sultriest looking that she could cope as I began snapping the shutter of the camera. She opened her eyes and the look was amazingly sexy. She dropped her left script to her tummy and crossed her left stifle over the former. I captured her image in the picture and my heart skipped a beat.

"relocation your left helping hand down and snarf your panties with your thumb,"I commanded with the gruff voice. She complied with my request."advertise it down off of your hip. let down. Even lower yet,"I asked softly.

She thumb was resting all the way down to the elastic on the opening of the leg at a point where just a wind of her pubic hair's-breadth was showing. She never moved her stare from my oculus during the instructions but followed them completely. When I snapped the shutter wildly taking pictures, my ticker was in my throat with excitement. My ramification were trembling as I was trying to keep the camera in stress and was definitely glad that I had it on auto.

"Turn a little to the right,"I commanded."Now to the left. Now turn around and look over your shoulder at me. Give me that aphrodisiac looking at again."

After following each of instructions, she finally turned to face me with a questioning look in her eyes.

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

She looked relieved but did not move an inch."I have one more pose if you are up to it,"I suggested."I want you to sit down and make for your stifle up to our breast. I want you to clasp your knees with your weapon system so that your titty are not seen by the camera."

She awkwardly sat down using her left arm for backing and the right one never leaving her breasts. She mashed her knees up against her chest and wrapped her limb around them tightly. Looking over the top of her human knee, she got this aphrodisiac looking back again and I started taking pictures as fast as I could. I got down in front of her a mere two human foot away, continually tripping the shutter. I moved to the right and then to the left to recover the absolute best angle for the shot I wanted. Then I saw it right in front of me.

I was off to the left just a little and I had just the correct angle that I saw her optic looking longingly at the photographic camera and a slight little sky blue angel puffy wedge sticking out between her two thighs. I almost lost my equanimity when I snapped the picture. It was the perfect tense way to end the photo shoot so I sat the camera aside, looked longingly into my grand daughter's loving eyes and moved forward to give her a piddling candy kiss of appreciation.

As I pressed my backtalk tenderly against hers, I couldn't help myself. I reached down with my finger tip and slightly caressed the diminished short drab spot that was showing. She jerked away as though she had been shocked. I gave her a imploring tone but said nothing. She continued to count into my optic as I smiled a surefooted smile and repeated my caress. She took in a sharp breath of air and slowly closed her eyes.

I began slightly rubbing my finger along the sky blue cover of her pleasure zone as I continued to osculate her lip. She responded with an pressing cry of desire and a forceful opening of her mouthpiece. Feeling her spring in to my kiss, I pressed even more into her sonant wetness and moved my finger in between her lower brim. Her osculate became greedy and her legs slowly slid apart so my hand could totally encompass her sky blasphemous pantie. As I pressed my palm into its softness, her legs slipped downward exposing her bare little breasts to me for the first base time.

I pressed her backward with my kiss as she lay back on the floor with my former handwriting behind her to founder her the funding. As her head met the rug she opened her center and looked cautiously into my own and I gave her the slightest grinning. Her face did not change as I looked down at her breasts. I knew that they were smallish, but I did not realize just how perfect they were. My eyes consumed them in their softness and their perfection and I got an unruly urge to put my mouth down upon them. As I lowered my head, 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 cunning piddling pebble sized pap just waiting to be suckled and when my sass encompassed first one and then the early, she let out the loudest moan that I have ever heard.

My hand was busily giving her delight by sliding up and down between her two lips and concentrating on her node that was located near the top. She was beginning to yank her articulatio coxae every time I bumped into it and I was bumping into it as often as I could.

I suddenly placed my mitt at the waist band of her sky blue panties and started to agitate it inward when she cried out,"Oh grandad, please don't, not in there,"but it was too late. I rested my touch on her wet hairy heap and my finger went directly up to meet her clitoris. She moaned out loud as she raised her hips up to greet her tormentor.

I was massaging her with my hand and sucking the life into her nipples as I lost all restraint over my mind and senses. My fist was between her ramification pushing her panties down over her hips and exposed my caressing hand to the Inner Light of day. I suddenly pulled them off of her legs and threw them to the incline. Now she was totally au naturel and her legs were wide apart.

I rolled her over on top of me as her blazing eyes opened wide with lust. Her fount was like a deranged cleaning lady who knew what she wanted and how to learn it. She looked deep into my own sector and sat up on my lap and grasped the fly of my trouser. She had them open in a flash 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 straight on my stomach, she placed it in between her two brim and started to shake herself into a frenzy.

She was sitting up with her custody on my thighs, rocking and grinding her herself into my cock. She had her eyes closed and her forefront back as the foreign strait started emanating out of her mouth. As she continued to grind, she started to clench her tooth and then she stared down into my eyes. What I saw was pure lust, pain and simple and she had the look of a heroic dear crazed youthful woman.

I felt her juices from her fiddling slit as she slid my cock up to fit her clitoris. Touching it against her guest, she sat there shuttering with anticipation. Then she rose up on her articulatio genus and took my rod in her clenched fist. She started to locating it directly under her possibility. A look of repugnance must own crossed my case because in her lust, she smiled and told me,"I want this grandfather !"

Both of my hands were on her rose hip and they came upon a strange feeling band aide patch. My figures were trying to decipher what they was feeling when she smiled down at me and said,"I've been on the patch for a while,"and started to still herself down on my stiff rod. I saw her eyes roll back into her head as it slowly started to elongate it way into her untried vaginal opening.

As it made its way into her, the tightness began to go so intense that we were each starting to feel uncomfortable. But when I hit her roadblock, I could differentiate that her irritation was almost more than she could abide. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth hung afford as she began to frantically gasp through her mouth. Then, taking in a full breath of air, she lowered herself down upon it with a plunge and let out a sidesplitter as it broke through the tissue layer and she became a woman.

"Oh God it stings !"she whimpered as she came to rest for a mo. I looked into to closed center at the pain that she felt but slowly began to push it further into her. She gasped as it bottomed out and for the first time she opened her optic and gave me a slight smile. The look in her eyes was one of determination as she started to rock upon my rod resting deep inside of her womb. She closed her oculus once again and a wonderful flavor of expiation came over her entire face.

She began to rise and fall upon my corpse rod that was sliding into her muliebrity and the faster she slipped it in, the More force-out she used to impale herself with. Her wetness was running out of her opening as her external respiration came strained and labored. 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 hips up off of the base to contact her every thrust and her indigence were growing more than ever. I was straining to defend my explosion back as long as I could when I felt her walls spasm down on my cock 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 work up. 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 womb. Her face was contorted beyond recondition and her breaths came in jagged gasps of air. Over and over she convulsed on my hot spraying shaft, milking every bead out of it with her fast little vagina. Finally neither of us could contract it any further and she collapsed down on top of me gasping for air.

We rested as we gained our senses once again. I fell into a peaceable slumber that lasted longer than my Marty's. When I awoke, I awoke alone. I heard the shower running for a second and then it turned off. The door opened and there came my darling out of the can with a towel wrapped around her. She headed for her room without even glancing my way. I got up and headed for the privy 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 romanticist comedy that evening and she cuddled up to my arm. But when we got home, she came up to me and gave me a great deal on the boldness and told me"Goodnight Gramps ”.

The next morning we shared a breakfast time together and she said that she needed to get home to get make 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 warmest smile on her face.

"granddad, I want to thank you for, ah, well for everything. I learned so often 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 tear starting line to overflow. I wiped it away with my finger as I let it tarry for a second on her cheek. She moved her cheek into my caress as she said,"I will always remember this weekend Gramps. Always. I love you Gramps."

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

I watched as she drove down the street and out of aspect around the corner. I walked back into the lonely business firm and acknowledge my camera sitting on the table side by side to the sofa. I picked it up and turned it on to retrospect the delineation that I had taken. They were not there. There was not the chip in the camera that I knew I had put in. Then I smiled and softly said to myself,"glad viewing Marty. You're beautiful. ”, and walked down the hall to put my camera away .