I had just dropped off my wife at the airport for her one-year 2 workweek trip out to see her 91 year old mother. She lived on a farm out in Beaver State all alone and still can take care of her garden, her flush and her theater better than nigh, plus she still drives into town to get her groceries and such. She is a remarkable woman, my mother-in-law, and I only hope that I can outlive her.

On the way back dwelling my cadre sound rang and I saw that it was my gilded daughter Marty. We had just celebrated her graduation exercise from mellow school a couple of twenty-four hour period 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 front-runner G daughter ?"

"Oh Gramps, I'm your lone chiliad daughter,"she said for the thousandth time with a twinkle of sunshine in her voice."Did ya get Grandma off ?"

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

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

Marty was the merely baby that my own daughter and her hubby 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 little thing and smart as a lash. She got a scholarship to the State 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 stick the male child away with a baseball game bat nearly every Saturday night. But as we bantered back and Forth River in our teasing dialogue, she managed to ask me a grievous question.

"Gramps, I was wondering, or actually my parents were wondering, if I could come to your house and drop the weekend with you. pa has to go to this affair and Mom wants to go with him up to New House of York and they don't trust me to delay by myself for the weekend,"she explained.

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

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

"To suffice your first base question, I don't see any reason that you can't stay over here, I'll just ring the hoochy koochy miss and reschedule them for next weekend,"I said in my just bushed pan voice.

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

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

The future dayspring, I awoke, got up and took my anovulatory drug, showered and shaved and got gear up for the arrival 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 twenty-five percent cup went I saw her pull into our private road and I saw her struggle with a traveling bag as she made her way to the movement door. As I opened it to let her in, I commented,"Holy cow Marty, I didn't realize that I said you could make a motion in."

"I'm sorry I'm late,"she said out of breath,"but my warning signal didn't go off and I stayed up too late last night so I, ah, overslept."

"And what about this case case wide-cut 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 grievous quality than I let on.

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

When she came back out from our Guest elbow room where Marty always stayed when she was over and asked if I was quick to go out for breakfast. I made an under-the-breath comment 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 cup of coffee, I was about to explode so I excused myself to go to the toilet facility and shake my Snake River but when I came back out, Marty seemed bass in idea so I asked her,"Penny for your thoughts ?"

"Oh grandfather 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 good,"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 board to take my hand between both of hers. She smiled and said,"I know Gramps and I love you for it,"and gave my paw a little squeeze with her own.

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

"Shoot,"I told her.

"When was the first prison term you ever made love with Grandma ?"she blurted out.

"holy Cow !"I said to add up blow."Where did that come from ? I mean, ah, okay, ah, the first clip that I made love to your gran was on, oh, about our 10th day of the month or so. We were all alone at her parent's house and we started kissing and making out and then one affair led to another and we found ourselves in her bed making beloved. But I knew by that time that I loved her and I wanted to get married her, in fact, I had already proposed and she said"yes ”. We hadn't set a date yet but we got married later that class. That was 45 yr ago and I have loved every minute of it."

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

"Oh, I don't know, my pop asked me to sign a assurance a class ago not to get sex until I get tie and I was just wondering if I should have signed it,"she asked with this wishful looking at in her eyes.

"Let me pretend, you've met a guy and he's pressuring you to constitute love with him. You've fallen in love and you want to show him just how a great deal 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 know ? Am I that transparent ?"

"No Kidd-o, it's not you at all. That was a line of credit I used when I was Thomas Young, you know when Grandma Moses was a baby, and I'm proud to discover 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 lot as I love him and he's willing to leaven it to me if I'm ready to prove my making 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 amount abode and he is a virgin just like you and…"

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

I sat there in silence for the longest time and then I told her,"I'm dark Kidd-o. I don't even know this kid. He must be a grand guy to grab your heart like this but he's just a kid, a horny, endocrine raging kid who will say most anything to get in your pants and who knows what he would do after you let him. Maybe he's honest in voicing his avowedly erotic love for you and maybe you'll get married, settle down and take a bunch of minor. But more in all likelihood, he'll tell you expert bye right after he gets what he wants and you will possess given him the only matter that you can only devote once."

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

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

She came over to where I was sitting, placed her arms around my neck 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 fondness that I felt for my howling girl for the farsighted prison term, remembering the very outset time I held her some 17 years ago. Her fiddling nose was pushed back into her look and her thick black-market hair stuck out all over the station. She had come out at 5 lb 6 ounces, screaming her lungs out and when I was finally my turn to hold up her, she shut proper up and went to sleep. From that moment to this, we have had a certain adhesion that no else could ever have.

A thought suddenly came into my wit 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 free-and-easy 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 check to hold open the steward that I wanted to maintain. When I reentered, Marty was standing there by the lounge in our family room with a big grinning on her face. She started posing and I started snapping prototype of her. She would nonplus like a model and then like the girl that she was, all the while my finger was tripping the shudder of the camera.

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

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

"Okay, but let me discourage you, you don't want to mess with the bull because you're likely to get the horn,"I warned her placing the camera back up to my eye. I thought to myself,"My sweetness innocent piffling expansive daughter is turning into a unfeigned peter tease"and decided to see how far it would go.

I snapped a few shots of her in this pose and, taking over the picture shoot, directed her to take down herself down even further onto her outstretched munition. She willingly followed my ideas as she soon opened up her entire tit area to my eyeshot. I sucked in my breath as a strange little grin came over her face. After getting all of the pictures that I wanted, I told her get up on her genu and to pull her crosscut shirt to one side 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 integral English of her breast line was for all intent and purposes nude except for her breast itself and I could see office of it. The sight was so stimulating that I detected a stirring down in my pants.

Her centre were starting to get more life-threatening now that I had taken over. Her look became much more intense and, well, sensuous than before and she seemed to be breathing deeply through her candid mouth.

"Sit up now and pull your human knee up to your chest,"I directed her. She did and when she placed her arms around her articulatio genus, I went forward and positioned the leg mess of her shorts aside to expose the edge of her panties. Marty turned a bright red but didn't move an inch. I took several dead reckoning of just a hint of the crotch of her step-in and I noticed once again that she was breathing heavily through her break lips.

The next pose that I though of was with her standing up and the fly of her shorts open with her thumb inserted in her sky amobarbital sodium scanty. I had her pull down on the elastic 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 formula was so aphrodisiac and sultry I almost wanted to stop right hand there and move over her a big kiss.

"My God what was I thinking ? This is my wondrous daughter, my lovely Marty, the one that it seemed like I cradled in my weapon only a few class ago. What the hell am I doing ?"Suddenly I heard the dustup come out of my rima oris,"Why don't you go in and change into something else. Do you consume a attire or something in that suitcase 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 shell to the full of clothes was, I realized that it was I who had uttered them and it was I who was so turned on that my prick was sticking straight out in my pants.

I stood there impatiently waiting for my grand girl to reappear from the elbow room and I was agonizing over just what she would come in up with that met the definition of"sexy ”. It only took her a few minutes to make out down the hall to show me what she had picked out. I took one aspect and gave off a thin slight moan. She was wearing a nice small yellow sundress that had spaghetti shoulder strap that held up the two triangles covering her front and a wide-cut chick that fell to her mid thighs. I don't know if the material was so thin or it was my vision getting the Best of me but I swore I could detect two little swelling show up under the bust line of that frock. I swallowed severe as I raised the photographic camera and started snapping pictures.

She moved and swirled her way around the room, stopping every once in awhile to strike a sexy little pose. Once she stopped with her back to the camera and, taking down one of the straps that held the intact dress in place, dropping it down to her bicep with the fabric barely covering her breast. She got the devilish grinning on her case as she tucked her low lip under her front teeth and moved the arm with the shoulder strap off of it down to the hem of her dame. Then, very seductively, she raised it up to just below her panty pedigree as her centre begged me to snap her video.

I complied with her wishes by taking many pictorial matter of her from the slope, the movement and the butt. I then asked her to unzip the dress. The facial expression on her fount told me that I just may let crossed the line but after a brief disinclination, she did as I had asked her. I could barely speak but I once again asked her to remove the straps from her shoulders let it fall free people down her arms. I whispered for her to have it in place just barely covering her mammilla as I snapped the camera wildly. In that place, it showed her bare back and top of her grim step-in from the rear and most of her white meat from the battlefront. The looking at it her eyes was wild with formulation as I continued to wonder just how far this would go.

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

Marty's eyes were starting to glass over she was so excite and I wasn't far behind her. I continued to adopt pictures of her in many indicative airs but when I was standing right in front of her and I said to her,"Take your hands away from your breast and let the clothes fall to the floor,"she stopped coldness with her resistance.

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

"You're right Kidd-o. I've got lots of great pictures here and I think we should halt also,"I lied to her with my best aspect forward."Do you want to see some ?"I suggested.

She didn't hesitate but slipping her straps up over her articulatio humeri, but bother to zip up the frock. She came over to where I was and sat down next to me as we both reviewed my photography attainment. 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 embarrassment,"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 inscrutable in thought. Finally she asked,"Gramps do you still want to take aim that last affectation 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 pose that I would like to take. You can sit down on the floor Indian style and charter the strap off of your articulatio humeri again. Now cover your panty with your skirt and take for the dress up to brood your booby. Look like you want to cod the camera."

Marty's look was perfect as she struck that exact pose. Her doll was drawn up in a bunch right at her privates and her hand held the two Triangulum of the dress barely covering her breasts. The flavor on her face 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 education, a worried look came across her face.

"Only if you want to,"I said reassuringly, answering her unverbalized question.

The tone did not leave her face as she bit down on her get down lip. Her hired hand started to make relaxed and then fasten up on the front of her dress. Her hand relaxed once again only to clinch the fabric tightly in a knot. The look in her eyes was torturously confused as she gazed off into blank space trying to construct up her mind. Then in one abbreviated second of decision, she closed her oculus and let the wearing apparel fell all of the way down her body and gather at her infantry. I looked up at her red face and her eyes were tightly closed.

I tried to breathe normally but the sight of my terrific girl standing before me in just her sky blue pantie had taken away my ability to function properly. I stood there completely in awe at the sight of her looker and her wiliness to share it with me. I had to impel my eyesight to concentrate on the paradigm of this goddess as the picture finally started to look and a thin moan escaped out of my mouth.

Her ship's boat right field hand was covering her left tit and her forearm was resting on the right. Her centre were still closed and a tenuous grimace of being uncomfortable was on her facial expression. Her cheek were scarlet and her neck was red but the quietus of her youth body stood there waiting to be scrutinized. Her trim corporation gave way to a tight little abdomen as my eyes passed down over her curves. Her blue panties exposed the image of her stringent round mound and I detected just a hint of the dimpled issue of her pubic hair pushing its way up to meet the fabric. Her glorious legs were tightly clamped together in an exploit to protect against any possibly of exposure of her cumulus but she looked so uncomfortable that I asked her to relax.

She opened her middle but the look that I saw was anything but relaxed. I told her to give the crystalline lens the sultriest look that she could manage as I began snapping the shutter of the camera. She opened her heart and the look was amazingly sexy. She dropped her left script to her tummy and crossed her left knee over the other. I captured her paradigm in the picture and my core skipped a beat.

"movement your left helping hand down and solicit your panties with your ovolo,"I commanded with the huskiest interpreter. 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 band on the opening move of the leg at a item where just a hint of her pubic hairsbreadth was showing. She never moved her stare from my eyes during the instructions but followed them completely. When I snapped the shutter wildly taking pictures, my heart was in my throat with excitement. My legs were trembling as I was trying to keep the camera in focus and was definitely sword lily that I had it on auto.

"round a petty to the right,"I commanded."Now to the left. Now turn around and look over your shoulder joint at me. Give me that aphrodisiacal spirit again."

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

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

She looked salvage but did not make a motion an inch."I have one Sir Thomas More affectedness if you are up to it,"I suggested."I want you to sit down and institute your knees up to our thorax. I want you to buckle your knees with your weapon so that your breasts are not seen by the camera."

She awkwardly sat down using her left arm for support and the right one never leaving her breasts. She mashed her knees up against her thorax and wrapped her sleeve around them tightly. Looking over the top of her genu, she got this sexy flavor back again and I started taking pictures as fast as I could. I got down in front of her a simple two metrical foot away, continually tripping the shutter. I moved to the right and then to the left to find the absolute scoop angle for the dead reckoning I wanted. Then I saw it right in front of me.

I was off to the left just a fiddling and I had just the right angle that I saw her eyes looking longingly at the tv camera and a slight little sky blue puffy wedge sticking out between her two second joint. I almost lost my equanimity when I snapped the picture. It was the perfect way to end the picture shoot so I sat the television camera aside, looked longingly into my tremendous daughter's loving eye and moved forward to give her a little osculation of appreciation.

As I pressed my lips tenderly against hers, I couldn't service myself. I reached down with my digit tip and slightly caressed the small-scale picayune blue 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 reckon into my middle as I smiled a confident grin and repeated my caress. She took in a acute breath of air and slowly closed her eyes.

I began slightly rubbing my finger's breadth along the sky blue blanket of her pleasure geographical zone as I continued to kiss her brim. She responded with an pressing cry of desire and a emphatic opening of her mouth. Feeling her give in to my osculation, I pressed even more into her voiced wetness and moved my finger in between her lower lips. Her kiss became avaricious and her legs slowly slew apart so my manus could totally encompass her sky blue pantie. As I pressed my palm into its softness, her ramification slipped downward exposing her bare piddling knocker to me for the first time.

I pressed her backward with my buss as she lay back on the floor with my other hand behind her to give her the support. As her head met the rug she opened her eyes and looked cautiously into my own and I gave her the slightest grinning. Her look did not deepen 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 effeminateness and their paragon and I got an uncontrollable urge to put my lips down upon them. As I lowered my head, I noticed that she had closed her eyes once again.

Her tight petty pinkish areolas were all shriveled up and sticking straight up in the air. On top of them were the two mown lilliputian pebble sized nipples just waiting to be suckled and when my oral fissure encompassed first gear one and then the former, she let out the loudest moan that I have ever heard.

My hand was busily giving her pleasure by sliding up and down between her two lips and concentrating on her node that was located near the top. She was beginning to jerk her hip joint every fourth dimension I bumped into it and I was bumping into it as often as I could.

I suddenly placed my hand at the shank circle of her sky blue step-in and started to press it inward when she cried out,"Oh granddaddy, please don't, not in there,"but it was too recently. I rested my ghost on her wet hairy pitcher's mound 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 helping hand and sucking the life into her nipples as I lost all control over my mind and sentiency. My fist was between her legs pushing her step-in down over her pelvic arch and exposed my caressing hand to the light of day. I suddenly pulled them off of her stage and threw them to the side. Now she was totally naked and her legs were blanket apart.

I rolled her over on top of me as her blazing eyes opened widely with lust. Her look was like a madden char who knew what she wanted and how to take it. She looked deep into my own firmament and sat up on my lap and grasped the fly of my pant. She had them open in a New York minute and was pulling my rock hard rod out of them with the choppiness of the penury that she must throw been feeling. Then, laying it bland on my belly, she placed it in between her two lips and started to rock 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 eyes closed and her head back as the unknown sounds started emanating out of her mouth. As she continued to grind, she started to clinch her teeth and then she stared down into my eyes. What I saw was pure lecherousness, pain and simple and she had the feeling of a do-or-die passion crazed young woman.

I felt her juices from her little slit as she slid my cock up to meet her clitoris. Touching it against her node, she sat there shuttering with anticipation. Then she rose up on her knee joint and took my rod in her clenched fist. She started to position it directly under her hatchway. A looking at of repulsion must have crossed my nerve because in her lustfulness, she smiled and told me,"I want this grandfather !"

Both of my hands were on her pelvic girdle and they came upon a strange tactual sensation band aide fleck. My figures were trying to trace 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 sozzled rod. I saw her eyes roll back into her head as it slowly started to stretch it way into her untested vaginal opening.

As it made its way into her, the tightness began to become so intense that we were each starting to palpate uncomfortable. But when I hit her roadblock, I could tell that her discomfort was almost more than than she could bear. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth hung undecided as she began to frantically heave through her lips. Then, taking in a broad breather of air, she lowered herself down upon it with a plunge and let out a shriek as it broke through the membrane and she became a woman.

"Oh God it stings !"she whimpered as she came to breathe for a moment. I looked into to closed oculus at the painful sensation that she felt but slowly began to push it further into her. She gasped as it bottomed out and for the first of all time she opened her eyes and gave me a tenuous smile. The look in her optic was one of decision as she started to sway upon my rod resting deep inside of her womb. She closed her eyes once again and a marvellous impression of gratification came over her entire face.

She began to originate and fall upon my stiff rod that was sliding into her womanhood and the faster she slipped it in, the more power she used to impale herself with. Her wetness was running out of her first step as her respiration came strain and labored. She was rocking wildly as I felt that ol'feeling deep in my pubes. I knew that I was about to blow but I wanted her to cum first.

I began to heighten my hips up off of the floor to meet her every poke and her motivation were growing more than ever. I was straining to hold my burst back as long as I could when I felt her walls cramp down on my cock and I knew she was about to lose it. She was not breathing and her brawniness started to reduce 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 penis as I emptied my carrier bag deep within her womb. Her face was contorted beyond recondition and her breathing spell came in notched gasps of air. Over and over she convulsed on my hot spraying cock, milking every drop out of it with her tight little vagina. Finally neither of us could acquire it any promote and she collapsed down on top of me gasping for air.

We rested as we gained our senses once again. I fell into a passive slumber that lasted longer than my Marty's. When I awoke, I awoke alone. I heard the cascade running for a second and then it turned off. The doorway opened and there came my darling out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. She headed for her way without even glancing my way. I got up and headed for the lav 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 drollery that evening and she cuddled up to my arm. But when we got home, she came up to me and gave me a peck on the impudence and told me"Goodnight grandad ”.

The future morning we shared a breakfast time together and she said that she needed to get home to get prepare 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 quick smiling on her face.

"Gramps, I want to give thanks 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 eye and I think that I saw a snap start to spill over. I wiped it away with my finger as I let it linger for a second on her brass. She moved her boldness 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 room access to her car.

I watched as she drove down the street and out of aspect around the corner. I walked back into the lonely sign and observe my camera sitting on the tabular array succeeding to the sofa. I picked it up and turned it on to refresh the pictures that I had taken. They were not there. There was not the chip in the television camera that I knew I had put in. Then I smiled and softly said to myself,"felicitous viewing Marty. You're beautiful. ”, and walked down the hall to put my television camera away .